#or better yet they should date— wait what who said that hahaha certainly not me ���

[fairyroses]

— Alex Lex Luthor & Jimmy Olsen in My Adventures With Superman, "More Things in Heaven and Earth" (2.01)

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[youalexturnermeon]

Chasing the Past Pt. 2 (Johnny Lawrence x Reader)

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Request by Anon: Could I please get a Johnny Lawrence imagine where he and the reader (who is daniels sister) are secretly dating. Maybe like an old flame back in the 80s and now they reconnected?

A/N: In the first part (Y/N), Daniel LaRusso’s sister,  came back to LA after five years of being away. She reconnects with Johnny and wakes up in his apartment after getting drunk at a party. In this part (Y/N) and Johnny have to face Daniel and his rage hahaha

Warnings: swearing(!!!), mentions of alcohol, angst, fluff and maybe a little bit of slight smut

Wordcount: 2473

Johnny’s face is almost doubled right in front you, but you see it as a good thing, twice as much of Johnny is great. Four bright blue eyes are much better than just two. But then there are two again. He has you close to him, his strong hands resting on your hips, slowly making their way further down to your ass and he is twirling you around. You dance. “I missed you, Johnny” you slur and cup his beautiful face, on it the dirtiest grin you have ever seen. He doesn’t answer, just squeezes your ass and suddenly kisses you. Almost too much tongue, red lipstick on his face, sloppy kisses on the neck and the jaw. You are melting under his touch.

Blurry way though the dark, you are laughing, Johnny and you still dancing together through the night. In his hand a bagged bottle, you don’t care what’s inside as you take a sip. You stop for a heated make-out session, he presses your back hardly against the wall of an apartment complex and his hands are already making their way under your sweatshirt. The bottle slips out of his hands and breaks on the ground. “God, I’ve been thinking about doing this for five years!” Johnny grunts and almost violently kisses you. “Get a fucking room!” someone shouts angrily in the distance “Get away from here, you fucking pervs!”

White sheets, clothes everywhere, naked bodies, Johnny’s hands all over you, moans. You are enjoying yourself. Johnny’s messy blonde hair.

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“Fuck”, you said again, almost in disbelief but this time you were smiling. Out of the sudden, Johnny moved. Your heart started beating, you didn’t know if you were ready for any conversation. You didn’t even know if Johnny would regret this or not. You most certainly didn’t, you just wished to remember a little bit more of the steamy night.

“Good morning, princess”, he whispered, voice all raspy and sleepy, he yawned and stroked your hair, “Did you sleep well?”

“I feel like shit” you admitted and sat up, dragging the covers over your bare chest, which immediately stressed how your head was still heavy and spinning. You almost wished you didn’t sit up in the first place, you wanted to lay on Johnny’s chest again. But you didn’t and just stared at him. God, he was still so beautiful. You then signed over to his naked torso, “Did we…?” You still had to reassure yourself that this amazing night actually happened.

“Oh yeah” Johnny answered proudly and sat up too. You were surprised when the first thing he did was kissing you. This Johnny you didn’t know, you caught glimpses of him, but he never fully showed himself. Then he got out of bed, put on some clothes and turned to you.

“I’ll get you an Aspirin and then I will make you breakfast”

“What is it with you Johnny?” you asked, completely perplexed, “You never made me breakfast, you never cared the next morning” Johnny shrugged: “And you see what it got me, the girl who finally made me get over Ali and the fight with Daniel, who made my life a little less miserable just disappeared on me for five years without a trace. I don’t want you to disappear on me again for god knows how many years this time”

Without a trace was a lie, he still could’ve gone to Daniel LaRusso, ask him about his sister, ask for her phone number, her address. But when you went to college you made it perfectly clear that Daniel would kill him without having second thoughts for banging his sister and if he didn’t manage, you would’ve killed him yourself. And after all this time Johnny asked himself why he cared about that, why he was such a pussy and cared about what Daniel would think and do, above all. Now he didn’t anymore, he had no fucks to give about it anymore. As long as you were by his side for a little while, he could live with Daniel hating him more than he did already.

“Glad, to have been at your service, you asshole” you said rolling your eyes but still laughing.

“You’re welcome. So, are you saying we keep that going or what?”

You shrugged.

“Does that mean you are staying in Reseda?”

You shrugged again, it kind of did but you’d never know for how long. Thankfully, Johnny dropped the topic after that. Just like you, he really wasn’t the type to talk relationships. Maybe you two would’ve taken a different path when he had been the last time but that was again, ancient history.

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The breakfast was simple, Johnny wasn’t the greatest cook, but that was okay, you weren’t either. It was more about the time you spent together. It was fun, it felt amazing being with him in his tiny kitchen, just talking about the old times and joking around. It was even fun when he flunked a spoonful of scrambled eggs directly in your face. You ate, you took a shower you scrubbed off all the remaining make-up from last and you felt a little bit better. Johnny enjoyed having you over. Normally, he didn’t let his girls stay that long, he usually made them go home very quickly, not so with you. He’d even be okay with you staying the whole day, hell, even another night or two. But as soon as you got of shower his hope vanished.

“I need to go home now” you announced shyly.

“So soon?” “Yeah, Danny is probably worried sick, I also promised him, we go out for sushi today, just us two.”

Johnny rolled his eyes and hugged you suddenly, almost a little too tightly “Don’t you want to stay?”

“To be honest, I do, but I also want to spend some time with my big brother.”

“I guess, I’ll drive you home then” “Only if you want to, I can walk or get a cab”. Fortunately, you didn’t manage to lose your handbag at the beach, so you’d have enough money.

“That is out of question. I always drive my babes!” Johnny said proudly which was a big fat lie, he didn’t always bother but with you, it was another situation.

The car ride was not as bad as you had expected, you didn’t get sick which you were afraid you would do because you still could remember well enough how fast Johnny drove. Yet, it was great to sit in his red Pontiac Firebird again, it shot your memories straight back to high school when you secretly hung out with Johnny for a couple of times. Sadly, it was over too soon. Johnny pulled up in the driveway to Daniel’s apartment building. He quickly got out of the car to open the car door for you before you could reach the handle yourself.

“Wow, I don’t know if like that new Johnny” you laughed and nudged him, “Far too nice!”

“Yeah, would you like me doing that instead?” Johnny’s eyes darkened and you remembered also seeing that look last night and out of a sudden he pinned you between the red Firebird and him, his face very close to yours.

“Do you like me being a bad guy instead?”, his lips brushed over you when he talked. And you wanted to say yes or even nod but you breath quickened; your hart started beating a faster rhythm.

“Thought so.” he whispered into your ear sending shivers down your spine on that hot summer day. He was just about to kiss you, maybe you should go back to his place after all, you thought, when you were instantly interrupted.

“What the fuck are you doing here, Lawrence!?!?!?” a scream echoed through the whole block, “Get the fuck away from her!”

Johnny promptly jumped to side but as soon as the realized who that was coming from a dirty grin appeared on his perfectly shaped lips. Daniel, face almost grey with fury, was running towards them, eyes all wild, hands clenched to fists.

“Oh fuck”, you gasped but couldn’t hold back a laugh, that was too absurd, “Maybe you should’ve dropped me off a few blocks away”

“Nah, this is going to be fun”

But you thought otherwise, this was going to be anything else bun fun. Comical, but definitely not fun.

“What the fuck is wrong with you, (Y/N)?” Daniel yelled pointing a finger at you when he finally came to a halt right in front of you.

“Nothing’s wrong with me, I’m completely fine, thanks for asking Danny”

“Don’t you fucking talk back to me like that!” “Jesus, Daniel, watch your filthy mouth, you didn’t swear that much since forever.”

“Who the fuck do you think you are?” Daniel kept on, ignoring your sarcastic remarks, “You did not come home the whole night, I’ve got no call, nothing. I didn’t sleep, I was waiting for you, I was so fucking worried and then you finally decide to come here with him and you’re talking to me like I’m the bad guy?” Daniel pointed at Johnny without even looking at him.

“Ok, mom, calm down”

“Don’t you mom me, (Y/N). You smell like a fucking distillery; you look like shit and where the fuck are your shoes?” You looked down on your bare feet, then at Johnny who had protectively placed a hand on the small of your back and you two suddenly burst out laughing. Your drunk ass simply lost them at the beach.

“How dare you even make a sound?” Daniel shouted, this time at Johnny. It was getting embarrassing, even some neighbours were now watching how Daniel took a threatening step towards Johnny. He still was a few inches smaller than him, but he managed to compensate that with his glance. A little bit more wrath, you thought, and he would be shooting sparks out of his usually warm brown eyes.

“Damn, LaRusso, don’t wet your pants. You look like you are about to die from a heart attack” “Shut the hell up, Lawrence” Daniel growled and came even closer, so close the tips of their noses almost touched and Johnny just kept on smiling, he didn't even flinch “You think you’re so funny, huh?”

Johnny shrugged, he did.

“What the hell is my sister doing with you?”

“She just likes me a lot more than she likes you” Johnny’s grin kept getting dirtier and dirtier with every word leaving his mouth “Actually, she always liked me a lot. When I was beating your ass in high school, (Y/N) always has been hanging out with me instead of pitying you. While you were training with your weird-ass sensei, I gave her rides all the time, we were friends. When you won in ’84 she didn’t go with you to celebrate your illegal kick, she stayed behind and cared for me. Dragged me out of the parking lot and brought me into a hospital together with Bobby and Dutch. She just never told you because a delicate little flower like you would simply die from that. And when you were trimming trees, I fucked her every goddamn day until she went away”

Your eyes widened and you looked at Johnny in shock then at Daniel who needed a second to process everything that had been said. That was about it, Johnny dropped the bomb, he told Daniel everything that was kept secret from him and everything that he needed to know.

“You did fucking what?” Daniel asked through clenched teeth, his hands shaking, he was barely holding himself back and you knew, some whit was about to go down real quick.

“I fucked your sister LaRusso, five years ago and tonight and she liked it”

And you couldn’t even say anything against it, every bit of it was true. And when Daniel gave you a quick look he knew exactly. And then, very unlikely for Daniel he threw his first punch, Johnny immediately blocking it. He shoved you to the side so wouldn’t get between them. Both stood in fighting positions and then everything happened so fast. There was a lot of fists and legs and kicks and punches, too rapid for your eyes to grasp it. And you couldn’t believe it. After all these years, these to very still ready to kill each other. But you had enough, you had enough of this stupid rivalry, you had enough of them hating each other for no reason and you definitely had enough of being their recent motive for fighting.

“Stop!” you yelled, they ignored you, “Stop it! I’ve had enough of your stupid Karate bullshit! I’m sick and tired of you two always fighting. I can’t deal with being dragged into it! I fucking hate this. Why is this the first thing that happens to me after being back after five fucking years? Why you always have to be such a drama queen, Daniel? Why are you the only person you care about, huh? And you” you turned your shouting towards Johnny “why do you always have to keep the fire going why can’t you just let it be for once?”

Your screams were much louder than Daniel’s before, but the fighting enemies still ignored you.

“If one of you throws another punch, I’m gonna call the cops and you two can sort it out in a prison cell! I don't want you to kill each other just because you see me as an object that can only belong to one of you. I'm not, I like both of you. You're my brother and I love you. And I fucking love him, Daniel”

These words worked magic on Johnny who immediately let his arms sink and whilst he looked at you, worry written into his face, he received one last kick in the guts for losing his concentration. You threw yourself at Daniel and tried to hold him back from doing more damage, for a second you were afraif he was about to kill Johnny. But with you holding him, he did not dare to keep on fighting. He didn't want to hurt you. And yet he tried to free himself from you.

“Please, Danny” you cried “Please stop and let me be!”

Daniel remained silent and calmed down, you let him go. You went over to Johnny and embraced him, he hissed under your touch but couldn’t help himself than to press you closely to his chest. His face was beaten, his lip was bleeding, and a fresh cut crowned his brow.

“I’m so sorry, babe!” he whispered into your ear and kissed your cheek. He never apologized for fighting. Until now.

“No, I’m sorry!” you said and stroked back the sweaty hair from his forehead, then you turned to your brother, “You better be sorry, too”

“I am.”

“LaRusso is sorry?” Johnny wondered and spat blood on the ground, “That’s new”

“Shut up!” you shushed him

“I am sorry, (Y/N), I didn’t know you liked this jerk that much.” “To be fair, me neither” Johnny admitted “But I fucking love her, too, LaRusso, you know?” Daniel nodded, maybe for his sister’s sake he was ready to give his last enemy up.

[chibinekochan]

How to become a Demon Ruler 207

Part: 00 I 01 I 02 I 03 I 04 I 05 I 06  I  

Gender Neutral Reader insert

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My classes are finally done for the day and I'm more than ready to go home.

  I spot Beel, he carries Belphie on his back.

  "Is he alright?" I worry that he got hurt somehow. 

"He is just sleeping, happens all the time." Beel smiles lightly. "Are you done for the day?" 

"Yeah, I was just about to head home. What about you?" I feel relieved that nothing bad happened at least. 

"Same, want to go together?" Beel offers with a big smile. 

"Of course." It's definitely better than going alone. 

We start walking at a casual speed. 

"You and Belphie must be super close." It seems unusual to carry a sibling home at least. 

"We are twins so it's natural," Beel explains. 

"Ah, that explains it. I just didn't think of that, since you two look so different." It's a bit strange at least. 

"We were just born at the same time. You see we are all brothers by choice." Beel says this with a big smile. He must really love his bro

I can only smile at this. "That is very awesome. I'm kinda jealous of that." I admit a bit shyly. 

"You, Diavolo and Barbatos seem to have a good bond too. It will only get stronger. By the way, if you run into any issues you can always come to me or any of my brothers. I know they can sometimes be trouble but they would always support people they care about." Beel is serious about this. 

It fills me with warmth."I hope they will care about me soon then and I kinda feel like I belong here already thanks to all of you. It might be a bit early but I'd like to see you all as my friends someday." It's a nice goal to have at least. 

"Sounds good to me." He smiles, but then his stomach rumbles. "Oh, do you mind stopping by a bakery quickly?" He looks guilty at me. 

"I don't mind. I'm getting hungry myself." I have to admit that school drained all of my energy. 

"I'll get you something too then." Beel offers this very nicely to me. 

"Better not. I'm getting fat anyway at this rate." I admit with a low voice. 

"Fat? Were?" He narrows his eyes at me. "Well, if it bothers you you can train with me. I do that too since I don't want to gain too much weight either plus I enjoy the exercise." Beel has a good idea, but there is one issue. 

"I don't think I'd be able to keep up with you at all." I sigh, remembering my training with Barbatos.

"Hmm true, humans are fragile apparently. In that case, I will go easy on you. Just stretches and a few rounds around the house of lamentation and some light exercises for the start." Beel seems to have made a plan already. 

"Let's start with one round and tone down whatever your definition of 'light exercises' way down." I can only shudder at the thought of repeating my experience. 

Beel shrugs. "Alright, it's a plan then. I'll buy you something."

  He heads into the store and comes out with a bag filled to the brim. He hands me a small bag with two items.

  "Can you keep one for Belphie? I usually just end up eating his food too." He admits sheepishly. 

"Of course. No problem." Both items seem to be the same. It looks a bit like a croissant with chocolate and berries.

I take a curious bite. It's sweet and very juicy while also somehow not dripping. "Wow, this is amazing." I can't hide my enjoyment.

  Beel nods while stuffing his mouth. 

When his mouth is empty again, he starts speaking again. "I'm glad you enjoy it."

At that moment, Belphie wakes up. "Hm? Oh, is class over? Thanks for carrying me, Beel." He smiles sleepily. 

"No problem. I got us all a snack. Do you want to walk the rest?" Beel let's Belphie down. 

"Hm? You haven't eaten everything yet?" Belphie yawns and stretches. 

"No, I gave yours to them." Beel smiles at me. 

"Here you go." I hold out the tasty treat for Belphie. 

He takes it. "Thank you both." Belphie smiles mostly at Beel, but that's okay for me. 

"It's very good. Is it one of your favorites, Belphie?" I can imagine that Beel would buy that for his brother. 

"Nope, never even seen this." He bites into the treat. 

"It is brand new and I wanted you two to have it." Beel smiles sheepishly. 

"It's good. Good choice, Beel." Belphie seems pleased enough. "What did you two talk about when I slept?" He looks at Beel. 

"We made plans to train together," Beel replies calmly. 

"Hahaha, good luck with that. I might come to watch that." Belphie finds this very amusing. 

"Just wait and see." I feel strangely motivated by his comment. 

Belphie just shrugs. "Suit yourself."

  We soon arrive at the house of lamentation. We say our goodbyes and I quickly make my way back home.

  I laugh at the thought that the big castle is now my home. It's a nice feeling. I wonder if anyone is home yet?

  Then I see Barbatos waving at me with a smile. My heart jumps with happiness. 

It's been only a few hours since I saw him but I realize that I missed him. 

"How was your first day?" He greets me in a friendly manner. 

"It was pretty good. I even managed to get access to Diavolos power but sadly I set a table on fire. Overall it was a lot better than expected." I figure it's best to be straightforward with my mistake.  There is a good chance that Barbatos knows already anyway. 

Barbatos raises his eyebrows, and this information surprises him after all. " Are you unharmed? " He sounds very worried. 

"I'm fine, it was just pretty surprising. I need to train to control that better. I still have no idea how to access my power yet either, but the other human exchange student is some wizard and he will help me." I shrug and share more news with Barbatos. 

He smiles at me. "I'm glad you are alright and you speak of Solomon, I assume?"

"Yeah, do you know him?" This is pretty interesting to me. 

"Indeed, as a matter of fact, I have a pact with him." Barbatos' face doesn't move. 

It's hard to tell what he feels sometimes. 

I know what I feel at least, jealousy. It's not a nice feeling for sure. I have no clue why I'd even be jealous of that? 

"Is there anything troubling you master?" He looks at me. 

"I'm just kinda tired." I turn away from his gaze, fearing that he somehow can peer straight into my heart. I'm truly stupid for feeling this way. Not only does Barbatos only see me as his master but it's just a pact. It's not like they are dating.

I sigh deeply. 

"Let's head inside then. I have coffee and strong tea that will wake you right back up." Barbatos politely smiles, seemingly unaware of my inner turmoil. 

I'm thankful for that though, I don't like my ugly feelings right now.

  He serves me some hot coffee. I drink it slowly, enjoying the quiet moment after my hectic school day.

  I tell Barbatos about the rest of my day. He listens calmly and seems very pleased.

  "For the rest of today, you can take off. It would be pointless if you would exhaust yourself." Barbatos is still concerned. 

"I'm fine. I want to train a little bit at least. Solomon said I should train with fire or another strong force. I think I will stick to something less dangerous though. Any ideas?" The fire incident is still fresh on my mind. 

Barbatos sighs lightly, then he thinks for a moment. "There is a waterfall in the far back of the estate. It's far enough away if any flooding should occur."

I sweat lightly at the implication. "Sounds great."

"I shall show you the way but promise me to only train for an hour and then take at least a break." Barbatos knows me too well at this point. 

"Thank you. Let me just quickly redress and it will only be for an hour. I have to text Beel anyway regarding our training." I don't plan to exhaust myself. 

"You certainly are getting along well with the brothers. I need to keep an eye on that." Barbatos looks troubled. 

"They are pretty nice and I'm glad to make friends." It's been a long time since I could call anyone my friend, it's a nice feeling to be so accepted. 

"I don't mind you making friends of course. Though it troubles me a bit knowing that you will spend less time at home." Barbatos' words surprise me. 

"Are you feeling lonely?" I say with a teasing smile. 

Barbatos' eyes widen for a split second. "I guess I do…" He looks like he just realized that. "I might have gotten too used to you being around all the time." He admits with a bashful smile. This is a very rare moment. I try to burn it into my memory. 

"Aww, I missed you too," I admit, feeling a bit bashful myself. 

Barbatos smiles unusually softly. "I'm glad we are on the same page about that." There seems to be so much more he wants to say but simply decides to keep quiet.

  I leave him be and quickly run to redress. My outfit is perfect for training and getting a bit wet.

  "I'm ready." I almost run into the waiting Barbatos, who is tending to the flowers in the garden. 

"You are certainly filled with energy. Must be nice." He looks at me with a slightly teasing smile. 

I pout at him. "Are you going to show me that waterfall now?" 

Barbatos gives me a slight smirk. "Of course, follow after me."

  Barbatos leads me through the vast garden, it's even bigger than I assumed. 

I keep an eye on the path, not wanting to repeat the time I fell into Diavolo’s arms. Well, it's not like that was bad, but I shudder thinking what would've happened if I'd fallen into the rose bush. 

It's a bit hard since all of the plants just look so interesting to me.

  Barbatos keeps a close eye on each of my movements, which motivates me to not get distracted from walking. 

Finally, we reach the waterfall. It looks man, or better said, demon-made. It's pretty impressive regardless.

  "I never thought someone would build a waterfall this big in their backyard." I stare at it in awe. 

"It's one of the many projects that the young master build for fun. At least it has some use now for you." Barbatos frowns lightly. 

"Does Diavolo often build random things?" He doesn't seem the type, but then again he kinda does. 

"He sometimes just acts a bit on a whim. It's not necessarily a bad thing but sometimes it can become a burden. Like when he wanted to create a beach. That was quite a hassle." Barbatos sighs. 

I giggle imagining that. "Doesn't the devildom have beaches?" 

"We do, but we have a lava ocean. He wanted to experience a human beach." Barbatos seems slightly troubled.

"A human beach? That sounds like fun. I wonder if I'll ever get to see one again." I remember a vacation that I spent at the ocean. I somehow feel nostalgic.

"Maybe we can arrange something." Barbatos smiles mysteriously at me.

  I don't doubt that Barbatos would create an ocean just for me if I'd order him to do so. Even when it seems like a ridiculous idea it makes me smile. 

Barbatos looks at me with curious eyes but doesn't ask. 

I settle on the side of the river flowing from the waterfall.

  Barbatos seems to be thinking for a moment and then nods. "This is far enough away, but be careful or you might slip." 

"Don't worry, I'll just stay here." It's pretty comfortable on the grass here anyway." I get into a more comfortable pose. 

Barbatos still seems a bit reluctant to leave. " Sadly I have duties to attend to but you just need to yell and I will be right there." He seems to mostly assure himself. 

"I will do that." I agree, even if it's mostly to assure him.

  Barbatos seems to accept this and leaves me alone. 

[marialenikiforov]

Daisuzu short fic💕

Tired of not knowing about Suzue's true feelings, Daisuke plots a way to make Suzue fall for him. It doesn't go as planned.

Suzue had proven to be the most loyal person to Daisuke, someone he could really trust with everything, including his life. Aside from helping him to solve the mess regarding the Kambe family, the girl had saved his life on countless occasions already, sometimes even putting her own life and safety at risk just for him.

Daisuke never considered himself to be someone that believed in romance. He never had a girlfriend during his years at University, his 'love' life revolved around one night stands with several girls he met during his night outs at clubs. However, Suzue made him feel things he never felt before. Having someone that cared that much for him made him feel better than any sex-filled night ever could. It took him some time, but after being away from her for a while due to her vacations Daisuke finally accepted that he had fallen in love with her.

Weird thing love was. Sometimes he felt happy just by seeing her or having her close, but there were also times when he felt annoyed over the smallest things. An example of this was whenever Suzue seemed distant.

Aside from that time when Suzue pulled him under the covers to hide from HEUSC, she was annoyingly 'distant' with him. The two had known for years and yet she continued to call him Daisuke-sama, she continued to act as just an employee when he never treated her like that... or at least not on purpose.

That thought drove him crazy, Suzue was always very polite, very sweet, very caring of him. He loved it, but at the same time made it difficult for him to distinguish her feelings towards him. He knew she cared a lot for him, but did she loved him? Kato thought they were a married couple when Daisuke first introduced him to Suzue. That should mean something, right?

There were times when Suzue was so clingy with him, mostly when he came back from dangerous missions, but there were times when he felt how she kept him at arm's length. He sometimes hated himself for seeming a teenager who had a crush, but everything felt so confusing when it came to Suzue. Then again, he never allowed himself to get this attached to someone before.

Daisuke was deeply lost in his thoughts when a knock on the door of his room followed by a very familiar voice brought him down to Earth.

"Come in."

As the door opened he was able to see the girl that was currently the cause of the mess inside his head and heart. Suzue was dressed in her usual clothes and wore that sweet yet worried expression on her face.

"Daisuke-sama, do you feel all right? You've been in your room since breakfast was over." Suzue said while she approached him.

Daisuke was sitting on a chair close to an open glass door, a cigar on his right hand which he quickly put away since he knew Suzue wasn't too fond of that smell.

"Yes. Just checking in with Kato about the adollium situation." He lied.

"How strange! HEUSC didn't inform me anything about a situation that requires your attention, Daisuke-sama." Suzue said as she furrowed her eyebrows. She could tell that something was off but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. "I can help you with anything if you need me. I'll be in the lab doing some research." She announced with a more relaxed expression. She was determined to help him.

Before he could say anything, Suzue had turned and left him alone once again. Daisuke sighed. He needed to know what she felt for him, but how? He tried to think about his previous experiences with girls, or at least the ones from his former classmates.

After some minutes, Daisuke made up his mind and touched his left ear to activate HEUSC.

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Suzue found herself sitting on a couch directly in front of Daisuke. The music roared loud around them at the rooftop of one of the most exclusive clubs in London. Daisuke was surrounded by girls dressed in provocative dressed and he seemed to enjoy himself.

She felt stupid for thinking that this was some kind of date. When Daisuke asked her to dress nicely she never imagined that she would be left to watch how other girls offered themselves to him. Several men had approached her already offering drinks but she rejected them all. She just wanted to go back home and convince herself that all of it had been some kind of nightmare.

The moment a girl sat on Daisuke's lap, Suzue had enough. She stood up and walked away from the scene. She touched her earring.

"HEUSC, send my car to Daisuke-sama location. I'm going home."

"Understood."

Suzue could feel the tears burning in her eyes already as she made her way to the elevator. She had been a fool, how could she think that Daisuke had finally see her as a woman? She pressed the button and waited impatiently until the doors opened.

What she never expected was that someone else managed to jump inside the elevator with her before the doors closed. She pressed the button for the lobby while ignoring the man in front of her.

"Where are you going?" Daisuke asked.

"Daisuke-sama, with all the respect you deserve... why would you care? You were quite busy a moment before."

Daisuke felt like a bucket of ice-cold water was throw at him. He had messed up badly by trying to make Suzue jealous.

"Suzue I-"

"I'm going home, HEUSC already sent my car. Keep having fun, sir."

Suzue sounded hurt and as much as she tried to hide it Daisuke could tell that she was crying. Her face was visibly red along with her eyes. He tried to get close to her but Suzue pushed him away, which felt like a stab to Daisuke's heart.

How could he possibly think that this was a good idea? He remembered some of his old friends doing it, maybe he should have asked Kato for advice before actually doing it.

"Suzue, please listen to me," Daisuke said visibly guilty.

"I never thought you could be this cruel, Daisuke-sama. Bringing someone who loves you to see how you flirt with all these girls."

He froze. Did Suzue just-?

"You what?"

Suzue finally looked at him as the doors opened. "As if you didn't know already!" She walked outside the elevator and into the lobby of the building. "HEUSC, how long till the car gets here?"

"Five minutes, Suzue-sama."

She grumbled and listened to the familiar sound that Daisuke's shoes made as he ran. Suzue quickly walked out of the building to wait for her car, but once she was outside she felt a hand around one of her wrists.

Daisuke was staring at her, she could see the deep regret in his eyes. He could make her so weak sometimes that she almost forgive him in that instant.

"Why Daisuke-sama? Why?" She asked, unable to contain the tears any longer.

He pulled her for a hug, which she tried to reject at first.

"I was an asshole, Suzue," Daisuke explained as he felt how she slowly let herself be hugged close to his chest. "I never wanted to hurt you. I just-" He sighed and prepared for the worst. "I love you too Suzue. I have loved you for quite some time already, but since I didn't know how you felt about me I thought I could maybe make you jealous if you see me with other women. In... my mind that would make you fell in love with me too... maybe."

Suzue looked up at him. Even with the tears in her eyes, he could tell that she was mad at him. Daisuke thought this was definitely the end, Suzue would quit, she would go back to Japan and Daisuke would be left alone once more. And... with all honesty, he felt like he certainly deserved it.

Suzue pulled away from the hug and Daisuke closed his eyes to prepare himself for a slap on his face. Surprisingly, it never came. Instead, he felt a smack on his arm. When he opened his eyes Suzue was still mad, but at the same time, he could see the smallest glimpse of a smile on her face.

"Making me jealous? What kind of teenager plan is that, Daisuke-sama?" Suzue said in tears. "N-never do something like this again. I can't- I-"

Daisuke gently wiped away the tears from her face with his thumbs. "I won't. I promise I won't hurt you ever again. Please forgive me."

Suzue nodded slowly, feeling how he grabbed her chin with two fingers before kissing her. The two shared a short and quite salty kiss, but it was perfect nonetheless. Their little moment was interrupted by the arrival of Suzue's car.

"Let's go home," Daisuke said softly, opening the passenger door for her. She nodded and got inside with his help. He could tell HEUSC to send his AC Cobra back home by itself later.

As he got on the driver's seat and grabbed Suzue's hand he swore to himself that he will make up to Suzue every single day for hurting her like this. At least his stupid plan had somewhat worked, the two had confessed their feelings towards one another.

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Has any of you read or watched Jane Eyre? This was kinda inspired by one of my favorite scenes hahaha 👀��

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[justaghostingon]

The Proposal: The Third Attempt

Finally you get the fluff you were promised

The ring hadn’t been lost, Kodya thought as he pulled out the box in the safety of the bathroom. That was a good thing at least. Although with the water and  the geese’s attacks...Kodya wasn’t certain how a good shape it was in.

Not that it mattered, he sighed as he leaned heavily against the sink. His perfect date had been ruined. Between nearly drowning, Don third wheeling, and freaking geese, he’d never even gotten the chance to propose.

Still, he probably should open the box and check to see just how bad the damage was. Like ripping a bandaid off. He took a deep breath and leaned back, planting his weight on his feet as he tentatively flipped it open.

The ring looked a whole lot better than he was expecting, still gold and glittering in the light. Kodya held it up close to inspect it, but the only damage seemed to be a slight scuff on the edge. Huh. That wasn’t so bad. But then again, not all damage is visible on the first glance.

And then there was Nephthys, who had always been so careful not to take her jewelry to the pool. He wasn’t sure what damage water did that made her remove her otherwise constant earrings, but he should probably find out.

He pulled out his phone and hit the very familiar number. “Nephthys!” he cried as soon as he heard the beep, not bothering to wait for her to speak first. “I need your help!”

“Sure thing!” She giggled. “How’d the proposal go?”

“Oh, well.” He ran his fingers through his hair. “I haven’t actually done it yet?”

“What?” Nephthys screeched into his ear. “But you had the perfect date planned and everything!”

“I know, but things went crazy, Don wouldn’t stop third wheeling, I nearly drowned, we got attacked by killer geese. Everything that could go wrong did and there was never the right time and -” he took a great shuddering breath, “-and now the ring is scuffed and wet and I just don’t know what to do!”

“Ok,” Nephthys said slowly. “I can see that a lot has happened, and I want details later, but right now tell me about the ring. It got wet in the lake correct?”

Kodya nodded. Then remembered that Nephthys couldn’t see him nodding and said, “yeah.”

“Gold jewelry isn't damaged by water itself, but impurities like salt and chlorine can damage the stuff that holds it together. The lake is freshwater, so you should be fine.” Kodya sagged with relief at her words. “As for scuffs, there are a few home cures for minor damage I can send you, anything else will have to be taken to a specialist.”

“That would be fantastic Nephthys.” Kodya sighed. “I guess I’ve got time now, seeing the big day fell through.” He could hear the disappointment in his own voice as he spoke.

Nephthys giggled. Kodya bristled, hair on end. “It’s not funny!” he snapped. He’d lost out on proposing to the love of his life on the perfect date because some stupid geese had decided to go homocidal on him... and yes it did sound kinda funny when he put it like that, but it wasn’t!

“Sorry, sorry,” she said, and Kodya huffed. “It's just that the perfect solution just fell into my lap a few hours ago!”

“Unless you found a way to time travel, I don’t see how anything could possibly fix this,” Kodya growled. “Today has been an unmitigated disaster!”

“Even a reservation for two at the Ritz for this evening?” Nephthys sang.

Kodya opened his mouth, and found he couldn’t speak. Nephthys giggled. “You...you’re serious?” he managed to choke out. “The Ritz? That super fancy restaurant that’s impossible to get a reservation on short notice? How?”

“I helped out the owner a little while ago,” Nephthys replied and Kodya could hear the smile in her voice. “Her girlfriend was so grateful she gave me this reservation as a reward. I was going to invite a friend to keep me company while you were out on your perfect date, but I had a feeling I’d need them for something else instead.”

“I-I couldn’t...it's your reward,” Kodya stuttered. But Nephthys only laughed.

“Oh please, I’ve had to listen to you talk about this boy for five years Kody. Five years! The least you could do was make all my suffering worth it by marrying him!”

“I-” Kodya started, then gulped. “Thank you! Thank you so much Neph!”

A giggle was all he heard as she hung up on him. Kodya stared at the ring in his hand. He had another chance. Maybe fate was smiling on him after all!

He snapped the ring box shut and ran down the hall. “Gyrus!” he cried out excitedly. Gyrus stuck his head out of the kitchen, a cup of yogurt in his hand and a spoon in his mouth. “Get your best suit! We’re going to the Ritz tonight!”

“What?” Gyrus pulled the spoon out of his mouth as he cocked his head to the side.

“The Ritz!” Kodya fist pumped in the air. “Neph got us in! Date night is still on!”

Gyrus didn’t quite seem to understand, but he grinned and pumped his fist in the air. “To the Ritz we go!”

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Kodya knew, on principle, that the Ritz was going to be fancy. But he didn’t realize how fancy until he and Gyrus were following a waiter wearing a three piece suit across a fine red carpet. All around them women in fancy dresses sat across delicate tables from men with black ties and styled hair.

Kodya tugged at his own suit sleeve, a faded blue, and wished he’d decided to wear a tie. A lifetime of hatred for the glorified strangling devices seemed trivial under the weight of the heavy glances from the people around them.

As if sensing his distress, Gyrus drew closer to him. “Looks like Mr. Heartbreak steals from more than old ladies,” he muttered in his ear as the waiter ushered them into their seats.

“Shut up,” Kodya grumbled, his cheeks heating. “That is not what’s going on.”

“Oh it most certainly is,” Gyrus leaned on his elbow, a dopey smile on his lips. “Unfortunately for them, you’re all mine.”

“Oh stop.” Kodya was definitely blushing now. “If anything, they’re wondering what I’m doing with someone as gorgeous as you.”

Now it was Gyrus’s turn to blush, cheeks turning as red as a strawberry. Contentment washed over Kodya. He’d never get tired of watching the red seep over Gyrus’s skin. Absently his mind flashed to the ring, now safely stuffed in his pocket. Should he take it out? He was planning to save it for desert...

“Drinks for the happy couple?” the waiter asked dryly.

“Oh! Um,” Gyrus blinked, looking for all the world like a man coming back to reality. “We’ll have number 34. Please.” He smiled up at the waiter. The waiter raised an eyebrow, but went to fetch it.

“What’s number 34?” Kodya asked, scanning the menu.

“I have no idea,” Gyrus rubbed the back of his neck. “I panicked. But it's kinda our lucky number isn’t it?”

“How do you figure?” Kodya placed his chin on his hand.

“Oh you know.” Gyrus peaked at him through his bangs. “The day we met was the 34th boat ride I’d been on, the day you asked me out was the 374th day, the day you kissed me was the 102th day of us dating, the day you moved in was the 1,088th day of knowing each other, they’ve all been multiples of 34, so I’ve kinda always thought of it as our lucky number.”

“That’s really brilliant Gyrus,” Kodya smiled, because it was. He’d never be able to think of something like that. Gyrus blushed again, and oh wow, the lavender in his eyes really sparkled in the chandelier light. Kodya leaned forward, basking in their warm glow.

“Drink 34, two virgin pina coladas.” The waiter placed two drinks before them complete with little umbrellas. Kodya stared at the bright, childish cup, uncomprehending. He glanced up at Gyrus and saw his own confusion mirrored on Gyrus’s face. Their eyes met.

Gyrus gave a little snort. He tried to hold it back, shoulders shaking, but it did no good. “Hahaha!” Gyrus threw back his head, laughing long and loud. Kodya shook his head and began laughing along.

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They put more thought into the rest of their meal. Gyrus got a fancy pasta whose name Kodya couldn’t pronounce, but when Gyrus held a bite up for him to try he discovered it tasted better than any pasta he’d ever eaten. Kodya’s own meal contained a really fancy stake in some of the best sauce he’d ever had. Gyrus agreed with a wide smile and sauce on his chin.

Kodya  rolled his eyes as he beckoned Gyrus closer so he could clean it up, but inside he felt warm and content. Everything was absolutely perfect right now.

He felt the ring in his pocket as he watched Gyrus mop up the last of the pasta with his bread. Gyrus looked up at him and gave a sheepish grin. “Do I have something else on my face?”

A sharp crack filled the air. Kodya jumped and Gyrus dropped his bread. What? Kodya glanced around, looking for whatever had made the noise. A crash in the kitchen perhaps?

Gyrus went still, eyes wide as he stared at something over Kodya’s shoulder. Kodya twisted in his seat just as two more cracks echoed over the room.

Three men in masks stood at the entrance to the Ritz, looming threateningly over the cowering Maitre d’. The one in the center held a large burlap sack, while the other two held guns in each hand, one of which was still smoking from where he’d shot at the chandelier.

“Everyone put your hands in the air!” The one with the still smoking gun cried. Kodya watched as the patrons raised trembling hands to comply with the man’s words. Even the waiter lifted his hands, still supporting drinks above his head.

“That’s more like it!” The man cried. “Now all you fancy rich folk are gonna put that fine jewelry in my friend’s bag here, and bring about some equality to the people, thanks to the gang of three!” He crossed his arms in triumph as his partner opened the bag wide and leered at a woman in a fine red dress.

“Really? Today?” Kodya shouted, blood boiling in his veins. “You had to do this today?!”

“Kodya stop!” Gyrus hissed, but Kodya was too furious to listen. He slammed his hand down on the table and stood up.

The leader turned the gun on him and Gyrus yelped, but Kodya ignored him in favor of shaking his fist at the leader. “I have spent the whole day trying to make today perfect for Gyrus, and you come barging in, citing some bogus excuse like equality for the people as if you’re not the ones ruining the night I’ve spent months planning for!” He slammed the fist down on the table, sending the dishing clattering.

Silence echoed throughout the room. Gyrus looked between the men and Kodya, face pale. All three crooks stared at Kodya, open mouthed. Kodya crossed his arms and glared right back. Finally the leader lowered his gun. “You ok dude?”

“No I am not!” Kodya snapped. “Everything that could go wrong did!” He held up his fingers and began to count down. “Falling in the lake, getting third-wheeled, getting attacked by geese. Geese!” He threw up his hands. “And now for the cherry on top, a literal robbery at the one good thing to happen all day!”

“Kodya,” Gyrus murmured, voice full of concern. Kodya avoided meeting his eyes in favor of glaring down the crooks.

The men looked down, ashamed. “Well geez,” the leader shuffled his feet. “We didn’t mean to ruin your day like that.” He glanced at his friends. “Should we just leave?”

“If you don’t mind!” Kodya said as he sat back down. Gyrus pulled close to him, slipping an arm around his shoulders and glaring at the crooks too.

The three thugs looked at each other. The leader sighed, and began to shuffle out. His friends looked at each other, but shrugged and followed suit.

Gyrus’s head turned to Kodya, eyes shining. “Kodya.” He beamed as he snuggled closer. “That was the coolest damn thing I’ve ever seen.”

Kodya puffed up his chest. “Anything for you Gyrus.”

The room erupted into cheers. Kodya feels his cheeks redden at the extra attention. But then again, he had just done something heroic. If there was ever a time...

A cry came from outside, and another shot. But Kodya was going to ignore it in favor of relaxing into Gyrus’s side. Those fools could do what they liked, right now Kodya had more important things to worry about, like the beautiful man next to him.

“Police!” An officer pushed themselves into the Ritz. “Everyone stay put! This room is now a crime scene!”

“Oh come on!” Kodya threw his hands in the air.

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It was late by the time the police finally let them leave, but not after a hundred questions to see if Kodya had any connection to the men who had attacked. Gyrus was the only reason they weren’t held longer. He’d pointed out how absolutely stupid it was to think that Kodya was connected given how upset he’d been, and their were multiple witnesses to prove the point. If they wanted to keep questioning Kodya against obvious alibi’s they’d need a warrant or to let them see a lawyer. In the end the threat of more paperwork and obvious lack of connection had caused the police to gruffly send them on their way.

Kodya and Gyrus changed out of the fine clothes in silence, leaving them abandoned on the floor in favor of something more comfortable. Gyrus then wandered out while Kodya lingered in their room. He pulled out the ring, still hidden in the pants of his good trousers and held it up. It glinted in the light, unblemished thanks to Nephthys’s advice. It looked perfect.

Anger twisted in Kodya’s gut as he looked at the ring in his hands. A part of him wanted to chuck it out of a window and scream. His grip tightened on the ring.

But he couldn’t do that, not really. Not when Gyrus was in the next room, probably just as disappointed as he was. He slipped it into the pocket of his sweatpants with a sigh. There would be other days to propose to Gyrus. He could come up with other plans. For now though, he needed to find a place in the house Gyrus wouldn’t check.

Gyrus was in the living room, curled up on the couch with a book like it was any other, ordinary day. Kodya bit his lip as he entered, unsure if this was a sign that he wanted to be left alone, or if he wanted Kodya to come and sit by him like normal. He opted for the latter, settling himself awkwardly on the couch beside Gyrus.

“You know,” Gyrus said as he turned a page. “You don’t need to try so hard.”

“What?” Kodya jumped as his heart raced. Had Gyrus figured out he was going to propose? He’d been so careful! He searched Gyrus’s face for some kind of sign, but the man didn’t look at him.

“What you said in the restaurant, about trying to make today perfect,” Gyrus elaborated, eyes still trained on his book. “You don’t have to do that. I don’t need anything special, because every moment I’m with you is already perfect.”

Gyrus turned the page again, but Kodya could see the red on his cheeks. He felt lightheaded at the revelation. Any moment was perfect eh? He reached into his pocket to feel the velvet of the box between his fingertips.

“Please marry me!” He cried as he shoved the ring forward towards Gyrus. He ducked his head to hide the flaming blush across his cheeks and waited, body tense, for Gyrus’s reply.

Gyrus didn’t say anything. As the silence stretched on Kodya risked a peak upwards. Gyrus sat across from him, mouth open and a luminescent blush on his cheeks.

“I,” Gyrus gulped. “I wasn’t expecting that.”

Oh no, Kodya’s heart sank. Did Gyrus not want to get married? They’d talked about it before and he’d seemed to like the idea. Had he done something to make him change his mind? Or did he just not want Kodya anymore? Kodya’s lip trembled. But no, Gyrus had been so happy recently. He wouldn’t fake it if his love was gone. He wasn’t that cruel.

Gyrus was still babbling on, oblivious to Kodya’s internal struggle. “I mean, It explains why you were so upset today. And I know we talked about it, but it's been so long, -“ Gyrus ran his fingers through his hair as he gasped for breath, “104!”

Kodya blinked. What?

“It's been 104 days since we talked about marriage!” Gyrus pouted. “That’s not a multiple of 34! I wasn’t expecting you make a move on a day that didn’t match!”

“Do you want me to ask again later?” Kodya furrowed his brow.

“NO!” Gyrus yelped, one hand reaching out to grab Kodya’s wrist so he couldn’t put it away. “I want to marry you!” He said, eyes softening as they met Kodya’s. “More than anything in this world.”

“Oh,” Kodya said, all coherent words leaking out of his brain in favor of re-playing the phrase, “I want to marry you,” over and over again in his head.

With trembling fingers he slipped the ring onto Gyrus’s left hand. It practically glowed against his skin, and both Gyrus and Kodya stopped to admire how perfect it looked on his ring finger.

Kodya raised his head to meet Gyrus’s lavender orbs. “I guess 104 will have to be our new lucky number.” He smirked as he linked their fingers together, enjoying the feel of metal against skin.

“I can live with that,” Gyrus grinned, and pulled him down for a kiss.

[demes-tumbled-sims]

Avyan Immortal Dynasty, Chapter 9: We All Have Our Own Accomplishments

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Kite’s mostly a quiet baby -- and man, that’s a relief. Right now, I’ve got my mixology I want to work on.

Level 8 flies by; even if I have to pack up my bags and go bringing the portable bar places. Like our neighbor’s, Because Gino wants to spend some time with his family in general and specifically to meet the newest of his kids, Soren. Yeah, there was another one. “Calm down, Gino, I thought elders were supposed to be careful about their woo-hoo,” I joke. And he laughs uproariously. Head back, deep from the belly, rocking his kid until he giggles.

Kate’s another sweet brown-haired, green-eyed toddler these days, shouting for her “da.” I’ll want to keep an eye on this family. As thanks for Gino’s help, right? Hahaha.

Fire-breathing tricks are fine around toddlers, right? Speaking of. So. When we eventually get home, it’s evening; just before work, as a matter of fact.

And I’ll be able to max mixology after just a second. Just an instant. And tonight at work, I’ll get that promotion -- and then I’ll have finished my first aspiration. It’s just a minute more… And that’s when I drop the lighter for my fire-breathing trick. Into my wooden bar. Full of bottles of liquor, renowned for its flammability.

Forbidden words. There goes that idea. “Aaaah! There’s a fire! Quick, where’s a -- we don’t have an alarm! Why doesn’t this town have a fire fighting force!” Is about the scope of Gino’s input. Zest’s comedy practice is interrupted by the chance to flail and scream three fight from the slowly-growing inferno of my bar. Thank you, team. The fire licks up, rising towards the roof of the porch overhead, gnawing at the wooden floorboards of our porch. An orchestra of color, flashing in brief vivid blues as a bottle of an especially good vintage goes up, dancing red and orange as it spreads. But hey, you know what?

I got this. I have this under control. Unlike some chuckleheads, who think waving their hands and screaming will definitely put the fire out, I can actually use my brain for five seconds. I’m more worried about being late for work, which is a bummer, but what’s a fire to Kestral Avyan? I just use the fire extinguisher all over the bar, until eventually the flames are drowned out by a layer of white foam, puffs of smoke and chemical mist hanging in the air around me. Not a beat is missed, not a hair is out of place.

Because I’m the boss. Now, if I get going just now, I’ll only be a minute late. “See ya.”

“That was… A little spooky. We all saw that, right?” Asks Zest, left in my wake, staring at the house from the safety evacuation mandated distance. “A woman on a mission is a powerful thing, my boy,” is Gino’s answer, nodding to break his stare at the middle distance. I’ll order a new one; it’ll be fine. Miko ends up getting home from work just in time to have totally missed the fire. “Aw, man! I just missed something really cool, didn’t I?” Miko can only sigh, having missed me being incredibly impressive. Well, part of me being incredibly impressive.

Because guess who started a fire, put out a fire, got a promotion, and is going to max mixology in just a second? And she’s got a spiffy black uniform, too!

And there we are. Mixology maxed – and my first aspiration complete. It feels like a weight off my shoulders that I hadn’t even noticed. A deep sense of satisfaction wells up within me, a sigh into the cool night air. This is going to be doable, I think. Not that I didn’t know that, of course, I mean! I just really felt it in that moment.

And so I spend a moment relaxing with, well, someone who was kind of my first friend in this. “We’ve come pretty far, haven’t we, Zest?” “We really have. A round of applause!” He says it with an almost teasing laugh, but he claps anyway. I take a little bow of my head, all humility. “A decent house, we’re both advancing in our work, I’m done an aspiration...A wonderful wife… A perfect boy…” “And me, right?” … “Sure, Zest.” “Say it like you mean it! Put some, heh -- Zest into it.” He is my friend, I will not pour the contents of this tumbler onto his head. He is my friend, I will not pour this tumbler onto his head. He is my friend… He adds, clearly too satisfied, “...I had to. But hey! The crowds are starting to like my style!” “And you’ve had a kid with a normal name, if the message on our answering machine is right.” “...Heh. Yeah. Uh. Let’s maybe not -- let’s maybe not worry about that, right now!” He tries to stop me, as if I could be restrained by mere human hands. “How many kids you’ve never met is this?” “...Um. Well. A few.” “We all have our own accomplishments, Zest.” “Don’t say it like that!...They’re probably better off without a dad to fight the whole way." He stares forlornly, his usual smile just an abrupt twist in his lips. He pushed his food around his plate, even as it's perfectly tasty. “ I turned out OK striking it out on my own, didn’t I?” You know, I’d never thought of Zest as having folks. I mean, I guess he probably did, but if you told me he’d been born in a chemical accident at a whoopie cushion factory, I’d have given about the same response: seems legit. Still… I get the feeling that it’s still kind of a wound with him. And better not to touch it; I know I wouldn’t want someone poking around about my parents. “You were so desperate for something that you moved into the house of a woman who didn’t have a house.” When I point that out, he winces. It’s not exactly good comfort, but I’m not super good at comforting. “Either way, I can only tell you how to live your life when it’s convenient to me. So you should do what you can, and enjoy what you can.” “...You’re a weird girl, Kestral... They'll be fine. Yeah! Of course they will.”

With things I’m accomplished, I should hopefully be able to spend just more time with Kite while he’s growing up. Yeah -- his needs are pretty simple right now, but that just gives me a chance.

Right now, I can knock out Gourmet cooking, and get back to work on homestyle cooking to follow it up. You know, just in a day’s work. But there is stuff to do besides fuss over the baby and skilling. The next day, an expectant Mila invites her husband out to lunch, as usual.

“You are aware I invited my husband, and not my husband and his entire household, correct?” She asks, looking at the assembled triple date. Miko and I, Johnny and the girl du jour. Look, they blend together a lot. It’s not the entire household. Kite’s too young to travel, and Akira’s at work. So it’s really only most of his household. “Sorry about that! Kestral just thought it’d be nice if she and I could go out -- we don’t get a lot of the same times off! We won’t bother you at your table, OK?” asks Miko, all sweetness so she couldn’t possibly put up a fuss, before giving me a sly look out of the corner of her eye. Thank you, my dear! I need to have a wonderful lunch with you (and take photos of experimental food.) “It’s fine,” Gino said, reaching over to put his hand on Mila’s across the table. “I can still have you all to myself, and you can have me all to yourself��� But it’ll make the restaurant lively! It’ll be fun to listen in on all these kids.” “I suppose so,” she admits, melting. She probably has enough liveliness, what with the whole six children counting the young adults situation, but Gino was beaming like a spotlight, and I don’t think she could say no. After all, the whole reason for inviting him there was because they love each other so much -- and I’m not sappy about it, you’re sappy! He wasn’t kidding about the restaurant being lively; I think I can hear about three different conversations about once.

The travelling one isn’t super interesting, even if I wanted to eavesdrop on a stranger’s table (I have no objection to doing so, if it’s good.) But from Gino and Mila, I can eavesdrop with the best. “While I’ve always loved having him around, I think now I truly appreciate it that Gunther has yet to move out. It certainly gives me an extra pair of hands around.” “I’ll try and take the tykes off your hands for the day soon; you should both get the chance to go out for yourselves! Live a little!” Gino exclaimed, his hand reaching across the table for hers. “I rather think I am living for myself a little… With you.” “It’s sure a good life.” He pauses for a moment, his expression growing pensive. The restaurant’s chatter lulls for just a moment; I can hear someone badly mishandling a tumbler up by the bar. “Make sure you keep it good, after all’s said and done with me...OK?” “Tut-tut! No talking like that on our dates.” “Seems to me like we’re always datin’!” “Well, isn’t that convenient?” Though for conversations, my favorite is of course the one I am having. “Naturally, this won’t look as good as real food photography -- think we could get some motor oil?” “Motor oil? What would you do with that?” Miko asks brightly. “Food photography involves a lot of stuff that’s not even remotely food, to make the food look more food-like.” “It would probably give it a nice gloss -- I guess the lighting on that has to be super-duper precise, right?” She asks, eager to share a little of what she’s picked up “That’s true of all photography; but I think it’s probably true of food, too. A restaurant’s ambiance is key.” ”Well, silly goose, I’m letting you take a picture of my food, so until our robot overlords come, hold the motor oil!” She really did wait for me to take a picture of her dish for our nice new museum...

Starting now! ...I didn’t get those photos on that wall yet, though. But there was one other thing we needed to do that night.

It was time for my little man to age up. What an Angelic little kid. What a mop of hair!

We tried setting the bird’s nest down for a bit…

But it just poofed back into place. He’s got Miko’s eyes, and I think that mouth might be more hers than mine? Maybe. As for the color...Who knows, maybe he’ll grow into mine, anyway. But first!

“Let’s get you started, champ. Easy now, easy…” “Ees! Ees!”

[dragonflybelle]

Osomatsu-san PS Vita game translation - Osomatsu 04 – Summer Scary Stories

Osomatsu: ... Karamatsu: ... Ichimatsu: ... Choromatsu: ... Jyushimatsu: ... Todomatsu: ... Osomatsu: ...That does it! Are you trying to kill me!! Todomatsu: Hey, Osomatsu-niisan, don’t shout like that all of a sudden. You’re too noisy... Osomatsu: Why!? Why did the fan have to break at a time like this!? And how are you guys able to just sit there like normal!? I’m at my limit! Oh, that’s right, it’ll be cool at the pachinko parlour...! Ichimatsu: Even though you don’t have anything to spend there? Osomatsu: Ugh...!

Jyushimatsu: Wassei wassei wassei... Clink! Yay, it’s a home run! Hehehe hehehehehe... Osomatsu: Ah, see... our cute Jyushimatsu has lost his mind? Are you guys ok with that? 

Todomatsu: Even If you say that, there’s nothing we can do... And wait a minute, Jyushimatsu was always weird. Osomatsu: Ah, you’re gonna say it out loud like that? Karamatsu: Heh... Don’t pointlessly resist, brothers. Why don’t you think of it like this? It’s not the summer heat that’s driving you crazy, it’s the heat of my heart... Todomatsu: Ah, I’ve been bitten by a mosquito here. It’s itchy! Itchy itchy itchy...! Osomatsu: So although we’ve got the window open, there’s no breeze coming through, but mosquitos are getting through? Sigh, that’s just shit. Karamatsu: ... Choromatsu: I think that one was your own fault, Karamatsu. Osomatsu: Oi, Ichimatsu, you do something about this. Why are you so complacent over there? Ichimatsu: We don’t have the money to buy a new fan. The summer isn’t over yet. ...So sitting still and conserving energy is the best thing to do. Todomatsu: That’s such lazy spirit, it’s almost refreshing. Choromatsu: Sigh... If there was at least a way we could make ourselves feel like it’s a little cooler, that would be nice. You know, like a wind chime or something. Karamatsu: Then why don’t I strike a chord on my guitar? Well, you might all be completely mesmerised and then get even hotter though... Osomatsu: A wind chime, huh... hey, we don’t have anything like that in the house! Come up with a better plan, Choromatsu! Karamatsu: ..........

Choromatsu: So why do you throw yourself off a cliff like that, even knowing that you’ll be ignored!? Your strength of will is amazing!  Todomatsu: Since we don’t have a wind chime, why don’t we fantasise about being on a date with a girl in a bikini? We’ll probably feel a bit more refreshed and cool. Jyushimatsu: Bikinis! Girls! Douff! Osomatsu: Jyushimatsu!!!! Karamatsu: Pull yourself together, Jyushimatsu!! Ichimatsu: He’s completely overheated, hasn’t he? Choromatsu: Isn’t he a bit too lacking in self-control? Isn’t that completely unreasonable? Todomatsu: Ugh... I won’t forget you, Jyushimatsu-niisan...! Rest in peace...! Jyushimatsu: I’ve had a brain wave!! Todomatsu: Uwah! Please don’t get up so suddenly. Seriously, it’s bad for my heart...! Osomatsu: Hey, Jyushimatsu, what do you mean you had a brainwave? Did you come up with some way of keeping cool!? Jyushimatsu: Yes yes yes y-yes yees!! I think we should tell scary stories. The other five: Scary stories? Choromatsu: Ah... I see. Certainly, I do feel as though my body temperature drops when I listen to a scary story... Osomatsu: Ah, that could be good. We won’t know until we try. Let’s give it a go! Ichimatsu: ...If it makes me cooler, I’ll try anything. Osomatsu: Alright! So let’s start with making a spooky atmosphere. This bright, sunny room won’t do at all. Let’s close the shutters like this first. And let’s light this candle I found in the kitchen.

Jyushimatsu: Uhehe! It’s pitch black!! Choromatsu: Huh, but... isn’t even hotter than before? Osomatsu: Just your imagination, just your imagination. You’re too sensitive, Choromatsu.  Choromatsu: Wait, what does this have to do with being sensitive? Osomatsu: Alright, let’s get started right away. We should go in clockwise order. And starting from Ichimatsu! Ichimatsu: ...From me? Well, alright. Erm... once upon a time there lived an old man and woman. Osomatsu: Hah? Ichimatsu: The old man went into the mountains to cut grass and the woman went to the river to wash clothes... Osomatsu: Hey, wait a minute! This is only a guess, but isn’t this the start of Momotaro!? Ichimatsu: Yeah. I’ve always found this story creepy. A person being born from a peach? How ridiculous! Osomatsu: Well, when you think about it a lot, it is scary... But that kind of thing is no good, next! Ichimatsu: Tsk. Karamatsu: Heh... Then I have a tale for you. This is the story of how one year ago I sold my soul to the devil. Osomatsu: Next! Karamatsu: Ah, I didn’t finish the story yet... Todomatsu: Ok, then it’s my turn. Well, this is only a story that I heard... but someone was walking along and they suddenly got a text. It said “I’m Mary. I’m at the station right now.” Choromatsu: Ah... right. Todomatsu: They didn’t know who it was and it was annoying, so they read it but ignored it, but then several more texts came. Even though they blocked it several times, they changed their ID and sent more. And Mary was coming closer to where they were, bit by bit, the station, the footbridge, the park... Ichimatsu: ...Sigh. Todomatsu: It was like Mary was using GPS to work out where they were. So they turned off GPS and put their phone into flight mode, just in case... Osomatsu: Arghh! That’s enough, that’s enough, that’s enough! Todomatsu: Eh, why? Choromatsu: The story is too contemporary and not scary at all! Why does Mary have a smart phone? Todomatsu: Of course she has one. Nowadays, it’s rare not to have one. Choromatsu: Yeah, if you’re a human being. That’s enough of that story. I don’t think it’s going to get scary even if we listen to it the whole way through. Todomatsu: Eh, but it was just about to get good... Ichimatsu: Yawn... Todomatsu: You’re kidding, right, that was so boring you felt sleepy? Ichimatsu: Well, that is true... My mind kind of went blank... Choromatsu: Huh? Well, now that you mention it... Osomatsu: Ah, seriously, that’s no good at all! There no one who can tell a proper story!  Todomatsu: If you’re going to talk like that, then you should tell a story, Osomatsu-niisan. Osomatsu: Hmm... alright. You won’t wet your pants out of fear, right guys? Did you guys know? This house’s secret... Karamatsu: Secret? Osomatsu: Yeah... The truth is apparently this land was originally used as a graveyard. There was also a burial mound for severed heads nearby. That’s right, this place is a ghost nest. If you look in the mirror at 2AM, you can see a whole swarm of ghosts reflected back. I’ve see that a number of times... Todomatsu: Eeek...! Y, you’re joking right? Osomatsu: You guys have felt it too, right? Sensed somebody behind you while you were shampooing your hair... Looked at the clock and it said 4:44!? Ichimatsu: ...! T, that’s true...! Osomatsu: Yeah... this house is cursed. The fact that we’re NEETs is all the fault of the ghosts haunting this house. Karamatsu: Was... was that what it was? I thought my life wasn’t turning out very well...! Osomatsu: (Of course I’m lying. Well, it’s so we can feel cooler, right? I can be forgiven for this level of lie.) Osomatsu: Right, and with that, my story is over. Do you feel cooler? Choromatsu: Definitely... I’m kind of thirsty... Ah, can you pass me that water? Shoumatsu-niisan. Osomatsu: ...Heh?

Shoumatsu: Yes, here you go. Choromatsu: Thanks, Shoumatsu-niisan. Todomatsu: You don’t seem like you’d have any spooky stories to tell, Shoumatsu-niisan.  Osomatsu: ...Eh? Eh? Ichimatsu: You don’t need to do anything other than be here, Shoumatsu-niisan. Shoumatsu: ............. Osomatsu: (They’ve increased. The number of bothers I have has increased by one! Who? Why is there a Shoumatsu? Could he be... a real ghost? Todomatsu: Hmm, what’s up, Osomatsu-niisan? You shut up all of a sudden. Osomatsu: Eh? No... not, not really. It’s nothing! Ahaha, ahahahaha... Osomatsu: (Wait wait wait, why have they all accepted Shoumatsu’s existence? ...This isn’t good! This situation isn’t good!) Osomatsu: Ah! I feel a lot cooler already, how about you? Let’s stop with the spooky stories already... Shoumatsu: ...Not yet. Osomatsu: ...Eh? Shoumatsu: We’re not finished yet. Osomatsu: Wait, hey... Todomatsu: Ahaha, you’re right, Shoumatsu-niisan. We’ve finally gotten into it, let’s keep going for a bit longer! Choromatsu: It’s Shoumatsu-niisan’s turn next isn’t it? Come on, get talking. Shoumatsu: ............... Alright, I’ll begin. Why am I in this place... What happened in the past to lead to this? And when my story is over, I’ll let you into to a world where you won’t even feel the heat... Osomatsu: !? (This is no good... We can’t listen to his story! He’s going to take us with him for sure! I’ve got to do something... but what?) Osomatsu: That’s it, at times like these, I should talk to that person! Hello.. blah blah blah, what should I do!?

Option One: Get out of there! Osomatsu: ...Ok. I’ll try to get out of here somehow.

Choromatsu: So Shoumatsu-niisan. What kind of story is this? Shoumatsu: Huhuhu. This story begins in the third year of the Kaiei Period (1850)... Osomatsu: Wahhhhhhh! Wait a minute. I need to go to the toilet first!! (I’ll just go right outside the house. Then I’ll be saved...!) Shoumatsu: Wait. Osomatsu: ...!? Shoumatsu: I won’t let you leave here now.

Osomatsu: Ha, hahaha... But, look, if I peed myself, that would suck... Shoumatsu: Are you running away? Aren’t you going to journey with everyone to a place where you won’t feel anything? Osomatsu: (Noooooooooo!! If, if it’s come to this...) Osomatsu: Ah! So you were here too, Totoko-chan. I didn’t notice! Shoumatsu: Totoko-chan? Where?

Osomatsu: Now! Woahhhhhhhhh! Pant... pant... pant... pant...!! Ahh, thank god...! I made it out somehow. Wait... huh? I was so scared, I slammed the door shut, but what happened to the rest of them? ...Well, whatever. I saved myself anyway. I won’t be able to go home for a while... 

Guess I’ll go to pachinko. I’ll be able to do something with 1000 Yen. ... ???: Are you really going? With just that much as a war chest.

Osomatsu; Huh, Ichimatsu? So you were ok. Ichimatsu? You’re kinda... weird?

Todomatsu: That’s horrible, Osomatsu-niisan. Going somewhere fun by yourself. Karamatsu: We can’t let anyone get ahead, right, brother? Osomatsu: Todomatsu!? Karamatsu too...! Wait... all of you guys!? (What’s this, what’s happening? Were they all actually taken by Shoumatsu!?) Jyushimatsu: Huh? You’re sweating bucketloads. What’s wrong Osomatsu-niisan? Osomatsu: Ahh, no... wait, I don’t feel very well... ahaha... hahaha. Ichimatsu: You’re alive, so you’ll feel unwell sometimes. That’s right, if you die, you won’t feel anything. Choromatsu: Ah, it’s nice to feel at peace. I don’t have to force myself to look for a job and I can go to idol concerts for free! What a wonderful world... Don’t you think so? Osomatsu-niisan. Osomatsu: S, so this means you guys... Shoumatsu: Hehehehehe... Osomatsu: Shoumatsu, you...! Todomatsu: We won’t forgive anyone who betrays us. Osomatsu-niisan.

Option Two: Try to reason with the ghost! Osomatsu: ...Right. I’ll see what I can do!

Karamatsu: Come on, Shoumatsu-niisan. Tell us your ultimate story... Shoumatsu: Ok, I will. Yes, it was in the third year of the Kaiei Period (1850)... Osomatsu: Stop with that story!! Shoumatsu: ...? Todomatsu: Hey, why are you stopping him? And just when Shoumatsu-niisan was trying to tell his story to us. Osomatsu: Let me say something to Shoumatsu first. There’s nothing to be gained by taking us with you! Shoumatsu: ...What are you saying? Osomatsu: Look, just think about it. We’re such shitty NEETs in this life, right? Ah... Karamatsu: ... Choromatsu: ... Shoumatsu: T, that’s... Osomatsu: I don’t wanna admit this myself, ok? I want to think that we’d be worth something anywhere we went. But that’s a bit of a stretch. People who’re the trash of society in one life, aren’t going to be able to refrain from being trash on the other side. So can’t you give us a break?

Shoumatsu: ............. I don’t need you guys after all. Choromatsu: Eh!? He disappeared!? Where did Shoumatsu-niisan go!? Karamatsu: You’re right... Shoumatsu-niisan... Shoumatsu-niisa... Shoumatsu? Todomatsu: Eh... is there somebody called that? Osomatsu: Of course there isn’t, you idiot. Hurry up and open the shutters!! Hah... hah...! ...I did it!! I got away without being taken!! ...Huh?

Karamatsu: ...

Choromatsu: ... Ichimatsu: ... Jyushimatsu: ... Todomatsu: ... Osomatsu: ...What’s up with you guys? That was a ghost just now. Aren’t you happy I saved you? Karamatsu: We have no money, no jobs and no girls... Choromatsu: We’re society’s trash... Ichimatsu: We’re not even worth anything dead... Osomatsu: Ah... Karamatsu: ... Choromatsu: ... Ichimatsu: ... Jyushimatsu: ... Todomatsu: ... Osomatsu: Reality is scarier than ghosts after all. Option Three: Don’t give into your fear! Osomatsu: You say don’t give into your fear... but how do I do that!? Ah, they hung up! Shit...! Osomatsu: (But... I feel like I heard on TV that ghosts feed off your fear. So in other words, if I can get rid of my fear, I can get away from him!?)

Shoumatsu: So I’ll start my tale. This story begins during the Spring in the third year of the Kaiei Period (1850)... Osomatsu: (Ahh, he’s see through! When you look at him long enough, you see the ends of his legs are see through! That’s so scary, it’s stupid! Uh oh... at this rate I’m going to be swallowed up by my fear!)

Jyushimatsu: ... Osomatsu: ...Hmm? (...Wait, is Jyushimatsu aware of the situation?) Shoumatsu: When I went to sleep that night, I heard a woman’s voice coming from the garden. I wondered what it was, so I looked out of the window and Jyushimatsu: ...... Shoumatsu: ... Are you hungry, Jyushimatsu?  Jyushimatsu: I’m ok... not! I’m hungry, muscle! Shoumatsu: Food... p, please wait a moment. It will all be over soon. So I looked out the window and there was not a soul to be seen... Osomatsu: Nice one, Jyushimatsu! That’s it, that’s how to do it! Choromatsu: Hmm? Be quiet, Osomatsu-niisan. Shoumatsu-niisan is talking. Osomatsu: Muscle muscle! Hustle hustle!!

Choromatsu: ...Huh!? Why are you impersonating Jyushimatsu!? Todomatsu: Hey, you’re ruining the scary atmosphere we’ve built up!? Ichimatsu: Yeah, you’re ruining it... hmm? Hey, isn’t there one more of us than normal? Karamatsu: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7... Huh? Seven people?! Shoumatsu: Y, you’re imagining things! Listen to my story, everyone! Osomatsu: Don’t be fooled, everyone. There’s no such person as Shoumatsu! Todomatsu: Eh...Eh!? Ehhhhh!? Then who is that? Osomatsu: Don’t be afraid of him. You’ll be taken off into the other side! Choromatsu: But scary things are scary! What should we do!? Osomatsu: Look at him. Jyushimatsu: ...I’m hungry. Ichimatsu: ...He’s not scared at all!? Osomatsu: At the very least, he doesn’t look like he’s afraid, right? If we act like him, the ghost will probably give up. Karamatsu: I see... Our pride will be torn to shreds, but we don’t have any other choice. All five except Jyushimatsu: ... Yes!

Matsuyo: Sigh, it’s hot again today. Speaking of which, the fan broke, so I wonder if the sextuplets are ok. ...Huh? The shutters are closed. That’s weird... And there’s some kind of weird smell... What on Earth are those boys doing? NEETs, I’m back...!?

Osomatsu: We’re going to beat the summer heat, two runs! Karamatsu: Even though there’s no breeze, it’s fine, inner course! Choromatsu: Even though there’s no oxygen, brushback! Ichimatsu: I’m not scared at all, nice batting! Todomatsu: Toss your fear away, centre! Jyushimatsu: How about some nice cold ice cream!

[kimbapwrites]

Ong Seongwoo; brother’s best friend

Member: Seongwoo // Wanna One

Genre: Fluff

Request: Can I request scenario with Seongwoo where he's your older brother's best friend? Like he's known you since you were in middle school so he's like a second brother but now you're going to start university and he starts to notice you're not the same little girl anymore

A/N: tHANK YOU FOR REQUESTING THIS BC DAMN I'M SO HYPE TO WRECK LEAH'S WHOLE LIFE

damn that gif has my booty poppin

alright let's do this shit

seongwoo is your older brother's handsome af best friend

so two have known each other since your cringy middle school years

yeah he even caught you dying your bangs with kool-aid one time

your life almost ended right then and there

it didn't really matter though tbh because he just saw you as his best friend's dorky kid sister

but you'd always had a giant crush on him

I mean look at him??? who wouldn't

you turned down all your countless not really suitors because you KnEw deep down that oNe DaY seongwoo would fall madly in love with you

spoiler alert: it never happened

as you grew older, you matured and your crush subsided

not completely though

your heartbeat would still speed up every time he got a little too close, or playfully teased you

eventually you reach your second year of high school

seongwoo and your brother, daniel though you call him euigeon to piss him off, are long off to college

seongwoo still visits the house frequently, as daniel hasn’t moved out yet

you and seongwoo have gotten a little closer to the point where you consider him like family 

family that you have a huge crush on

but by now you know he doesn’t see you the way you see him

you get asked out by the cute guy in your chemistry class, bae jinyoung, and for the first time, you accept

he’s definitely handsome - he was voted most handsome for freshman superlatives until park jihoon transferred 

he’s also pretty popular with the girls

seongwoo finds out from your brother and teases you endlessly about your first boyfriend

but one time your friend describes how they feel about their boyfriend, and you realize something is wrong because

you don’t feel that way about jinyoung

you test it out, but he doesn’t give you the feeling he should

he doesn’t give you the feeling seongwoo did

when you break up with jinyoung, he’s surprisingly okay with it

you found out later this is because he had developed a crush on an older transfer student from china

fast forward two years later, and you haven’t seen seongwoo in at least a year, ever since daniel finally moved out

for your high school graduation, daniel, of course, comes to support his lil sis

and can you guess who he brings with him

that’s right

the pope

wait what,,, I mean seongwoo

and he’s definitely gotten more mature and handsome

what what you don’t realize is

so have you

when seongwoo spots you in your cap, gown, heels, and makeup, he does a double take

you look completely different from when he last saw you

and suddenly he realizes this little girl he’s always known??

she isn’t a little girl anymore

well he’s shook

and he’s wondering like,, why is he getting flustered over his best friend’s little sister??

the one who wore only boy’s clothes until 8th grade and dyed her hair with kool-aid in middle school???

no of course he couldn’t be attracted to you

but then he catches you laughing at something daniel says and his heart is all like “!!!”

and he’s like ‘maybe I'm sick??? yes!! that’s totally it I probably have a cold there is no other explanation’

after the summer, you end up going to the same college as the two of them

and you meet up with them on a regular basis

sometimes daniel can’t make it, so it’s just you and seongwoo

and you two get mistaken for a couple way too often

you’re always the one to deny it first, thinking it makes him uncomfortable when that happens

he doesn’t really know why, but he wishes you wouldn’t be so adamant about it

daniel starts disappearing more and more often with shady excuses, so you and seongwoo hang out alone more often than you do with daniel

one day, daniel slips away again and you’re getting really suspicious now because:

“did he just say,,, he had to wash his cats?”

“yeah,,,”

“didn’t he say he had to wash them last week??”

“he could be very conscious of his cats’ hygiene needs,”

“seongwoo,,, he washes his cats like every two months,,,”

“,,,that is suspicious indeed”

and so next time he flakes on meeting up, you two decide to secretly follow him

he’s pretty clueless, so he leads you right to where his destination is

and boy oh boy

your big brother seems to have a little crush

or a big crush

that happens to be mutual

basically, you catch him making out with one of your close friends on the campus lawn

both of their faces turn bright red when you step out from behind a tree and confront them

“so... secretly dating one of my friends huh?”

“y-y/n~ please don’t be mad~” 

“well, tbh,,, I don’t really have the right to be mad”

and they’re all like “??? what”

“actually,,, I'm dating jaehwan,”

daniel is shook

“jaehwan? kim jaehwan? from the soccer team?”

seongwoo is like 99.98% sure he’s sick again because like,,, his chest is tight all of a sudden??? and his throat feels like it’s closing

he’s like ‘why am I feeling sick so much recently I was always fine before’

later, back at their apartment, when daniel mentions jaehwan and you, seongwoo rolls his eyes like a 12 y/o boy

“they can date or whatever, I don’t care what she does or who she dates”

well that sounds an awful lot like he does care, daniel notices

and he smirks

“bro you jealous”

“whaT??? jealous?? of who??”

what, ong seoNGWOO?? jeaLOUS?? ofc not never

“of jaehwan, dumbass”

“why would I be jealous of jaehwan lmao”

“maybe because you like my sister”

“uM NO SHE DOESN’T MAKE ME BLUSH I’M JUST SICK”

“,,,, i never said she did”

#seongwoo #exposed

“so she makes you blush then huh”

“sHUt tHe F--”

surprisingly, daniel is actually hella chill about it

or maybe not surprisingly

daniel’s pretty chill tbh

so basically he becomes you and seongwoo’s biggest shipper and secret matchmaker

for instance seongwoo conveniently becomes your assigned tutor when you’re failing your math class

and wOW when you need a ride, daniel convEniENTLY can’t make it, but sEoNgwoO certainly can :))))

and cOnVEniENTLY you and seongwoo find yourself locked in a classroom one night, after you had to retrieve your misplaced textbook

certainly not the work of someone whose name starts with d and ends with aniel

you’re like “but the janitor knew we were gonna be in here??? how did we get locked in??”

and he’s like “,,,, dunno" 

cue awkward avoidance of eye contact

after many unanswered calls to daniel, seongwoo suggests you let it be

after all, it’s not like daniel will pick up

“,, what does that mean?”

“whAT I JUST MEANT HE’S PROBABLY WITH HIS GIRLFRIEND”

and after about ten minutes of occasional small talk (but mostly awkward silence), seongwoo decides to ask a question he really doesn’t want to know the answer to 

“so,,, how are you and ,,, jaehwan?”

“what about him??”

“isn’t he your boyfriend?

"oh hahaha,, I just said that to get back at daniel for lying to me”

“wait so,,, you guys aren’t actually together?”

you’re like: “nope”

and he’s like ‘this is my chance!!’

“y/n?”

“hm?”

he waits until you look up from your phone

and then bOOM, he plants one right on your mouth

you almost die right then and there because !! ong seongwoo is kissing you !!

and you can feel the smile on his lips when you recover from the shock and start kissing him back

 and wow this is better than any kiss you’ve ever had before

seongwoo moves his hand to behind your neck, pulling you closer

when you finally break apart bc you need to breathe

though sacrificing air for kissing seongwoo is something you wouldn’t be against

seongwoo swallows and finally says: “I like you”

and you’re trying not to scREAM bc like

“I've waited way too long to hear that,”

like the dumbass seongwoo is i say, as I sigh over how dreamy he is, he’s clueless

“wait what??”

“I've had a crush on you since middle school, seongwoo”

and daniel chooses this moment to violently swing the door open and shout “i kNEW IT”

yeah he gets his ass beat

#worthit

[winter-and-little-brunettes]

85 Questions Tag

I was tagged by @vldrocketeer! Thanks, sweetie, sorry Im getting to doing this so late!!!

— What was your last…

1. Drink: Coca-Cola! And, Im about to go grab another can...

2. Phone call: My mom! I sent her some cute bird videos, and called her to hear her reactions to them.

3. Text message: A good friend I made in first year! His name is Colin, and he lived across the hall from me in residence first year. We’re both the same major (English Lit), and we both have similar interests in video games, so we got along great. I won’t post what I said, since we’re catching up and it was a long ass text message, but it was basically me explaining why I haven’t seen him around lately (since I’m usually holed up at work when I’m on campus)

4. Song you listened to: “Turning Page” by Sleeping At Last. It’s a favourite of mine!

5. Time you cried: Oh jeez... Uh, last month? March has been pretty stressful, and April will make me want to rip my hair out...

6. Dated someone twice: I almost did! But no, never actually dated the same guy twice.

7. Kissed someone and regretted it: Its hard enough to get me to kiss someone, let alone do it and regret it.

8. Been cheated on: I have. He was my first and only heartbreak (so far)

9. Lost someone special: Hmm... I think my best answer here is “yes”.

10. Been depressed: I mean, Im usually a pretty happy person, but everyone has their ups and downs. I cant say Ive been clinically depressed, but I have had a very dark part in my life, and I feel like another one is coming.

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: HAHAHA uh... no... I mean, that totally wasn’t me...

— Fave colours

12. purple!!

13. blue, like, a royal blue, yknow?

14. pink

— in the last year have you…

15. Made new friends: I have, fortunately!!

16. Fallen out of love: “I need to be in love for that to happen” god Erin, same

17. Laughed until you cried: Those are some of the best moments. I’m a loud laugher, and it happens like, once a week probably.

18. Found out someone was talking about you: I don’t do anything special enough to be talked about

19. Met someone who changed you: I feel like every person I’ve ever met has influenced me in some way or the other, so yes.

20. Found out who your friends are: Oh man, I certainly have. Fortunately, I have that cliche best friend story where I’ve literally known her since SK, went to the same elementary school, high school, and university together... And she lived around the corner from me when I still lived in my hometown.

21. Kissed someone on your facebook friends list: Well, considering my one ex is my friend there, I have to say yes.

— General

22. How many of your facebook friends do you know irl: Every single one. Although I’m never on facebook so don’t ever add me; itll take a month to hear back from me.

23. Do you have any pets: I have two cats! Well, one lives with me, and the other is at my parent’s place. But Perriwinkle is with me, my precious kitty, and shes all I need!

24. Do you want to change your name: Hmm... I do quite like my birth name, and I adore my last name, but my middle name... Im not super fond of “Marie”.

25. What did you do for your last birthday: hahahaha uh, well, Id been working at my new job for about a week at that time, so I was working on my 19th birthday.

26. What time did you wake up today: 11:35am

27. What were you doing at midnight last night: I was working on The Power of Faiths upcoming update! ;)

28. What is something you can’t wait for: to be done university... As much as it’s a cool experience and all, all the stress it brings is gonna kill me prematurely.

30. What are you listening to right now: “I Get To Love You” by Ruelle

31. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: I work with a guy named Tom. He’s a music major, he plays piano and is overall a super cool dude

32. Something that’s getting on your nerves: when people I call for my job pick up the phone on a Sunday and bitch at me that I’m calling on “the day of rest”. Like?? Bitch, you did not have to pick up the phone. You saw the caller ID, just, let it go to voicemail?????????

33. Most visited website: It’s a toss-up between tumblr and ao3

34. Hair colour: brown, like, chocolate brown I guess

35. Long or short hair: It’s long for some people’s standards (it comes to between my shoulder blades) but still pretty short for me. I’m used to my hair reaching the small of my back.

36. Do you have a crush on someone: Oh hell no, aint nobody got time for that

37. What do you like about yourself: Uh... You guys wouldn’t like my answer.

38. Want any piercings: I seriously thought about a tongue piercing, but idk.

39. Blood type: You’d think, from the amount of blood Ive had taken for allergy tests and the like that I’d know. But nope, I have no idea.

40. Nicknames: Sam, Sammy, Samserban, Pretties, Samuel.

41. Relationship status: Single

42. Sign: Gemini!

43. Pronouns: she/her

44. Fave tv show: Voltron

45. Tattoos: I’m looking into tattoo parlors to get my first tattoo over the summer. I’m gonna get a bunch of flowers on my back, over my heart, for my grandma <3

46. Right or left handed: Right

47: Ever had surgery: Nope! Worst I’ve had are x-rays

48. Piercings: I do have my ears pierced, just once.

49. Sport: Hahahaaaa not anymore, I’m lazy af. But I used to figure skate competitively, row competitively, and ride horses.

50. Vacation: I hardly ever travel. Ive been down to Florida twice, and been to England and Scotland around this time two years ago with my two best friends.

51. Trainers: ...no? Again, I’m lazy af.

— More general

52. Eating: I dont eat as often as I should.

53. Drinking: Coca-Cola. Or coffee. Not sure which I’m gonna get yet.

54. I’m about to watch: I mean, I should be working on papers or something... Or even writing... But I just finished watching Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood the other day and I loved it!!!

55. Waiting for: my English prof to give me my marks back for a paper I wrote.

56. Want: a lot of money so I don’t have to work as much as I do to live in my bachelor’s apartment with my cat.

57. Get married: Maybe..... It depends on if I ever find the right person. But if I dont, I am more than happy to be alone.

58. Career: I really reeeaaally want to get into a writing/editing career. I want to one day work for a firm to work one on one with authors to help them edit and publish novels!

— Which is better

59. Hugs or kisses: Hugs!

60. Lips or eyes: Oooh, eyes man!

61. Shorter or taller: Taller...

62. Older or younger: Older

63. Nice arms or stomach: Ooooh... arms...

64. Hookup or relationships: Definitely relationships, but I’m terrible at keeping them,,

65. Troublemaker or hesitant: Oh gosh, I mean, Im definitely more of a trouble maker... But like, a cautious one.

— Have you ever

66. Kissed a stranger: Oh hell no

67. Drank hard liquor: Im Canadian... Yes

68.Turned someone down: Haha, I sure have! I got asked out by two different guys on the same day before.

69. Sex on first date: Oh god no

70: Broken someone’s heart: Probably.....

71. Had your heart broken: I most certainly have!

72. Been arrested: Fortunately, not.

73. Cried when someone died: Yes. But, only once.

74. Fallen for a friend: I have no idea what this means???

— Do you believe in

75. Yourself: hahaha uh... No???????

76. Miracles: Id like to??

77. Love at first sight: I do, but not for myself.

78. Santa Claus: Nope

79. Angels: Oh god no

— Misc

80. Eye colour:  like, a warm brown colour?

81. Best friends name: Kaylee!

82. Favourite movie: I love too many movies... But the ones that come to mind are Spirit: Stallion of the Cimerran, Stardust, The Swan Princess, and Toy Story!!!

83. Favourite actor: There are days I can barely remember my coworkers names, and I see them for like, 15 hours a week. Let alone someone I’ve never met???

84. Favourite cartoon: It’s Voltron ;)

85. Favourite teacher’s name: I dont really consider myself to have “favourite” profs. But I am fond of a few that I’ve had!

I’m gonna tag @forsakenangel88, @mardimari, @dumb-birdd, and any of my followers who want to do this! Just tag me, I’d love to see your answers <3

[stardustings]

I wasn’t actually tagged but I’ve accidentally ignored a bunch of other stuff I’ve been tagged in + have been wondering if I should post slightly more personal things here again... so have this.

The last:

1. drink: coffee 2. phone call: my mother 3. text message: also my mother, but i mostly communicate via messenger, in which case that would be Rachel 4. song you listened to: Dreams by Fleetwood Mac 5. time you cried: hmm it’s been a while since i broke it off with the person who always made me cry...!  6. dated someone twice: eh, i tend to get into weird not-exactly-dating relationships but i’ve certainly rekindled things with people after a break or w/e 7. kissed someone and regretted it: this is like the story of my life lmao 8. been cheated on: nope 9. lost someone special: not to death, but just ~life~ yes 10. been depressed: that’s why i’m medicated baby 11. got drunk and thrown up: not for a long time thank u god

3 favourite colours

12. Pink 13. Navy blue 14. Emerald green

in the last year have you

15. made new friends: yes!! 16. fallen out of love: yes ugh 17. laughed until you cried: hahaha yes 18. found out someone was talking about you: uhhh no i don’t think i’m interesting enough for people to talk about anymore lol 19. met someone who changed you: yes, they taught me a lot even though it sucked at the time... 20. found out who your friends are: in a way, i had a realisation about what makes a friend and what doesn’t 21. kissed someone on your Facebook list: i have in fact kissed several... shocking ... 

general

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: the majority, some are online friends or relatives from overseas who i have not met yet 23. do you have any pets: well we have a dog but technically she’s Rachel’s 24. do you want to change your name: wouldn’t be opposed to a surname change 25. what did you do for your last birthday: went shopping with Rachel + sis!! 26. what time did you wake up: 12.30pm... i keep having nightmares so i’m sleeping in a lot 27. what were you doing at midnight last night: ... playing neopets rip (the flash games are my new favourite distraction) 28. name something you can’t wait for: SUMMER SUMMER SUMMER SUMMER!!!!! 29. when was the last time you saw your mum: some months ago when she came to visit 31. what are you listening to right now: nothing but the sound of my typing 32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: yeah i nearly dated a Tom but he put me on a pedestal and was too scared to ask me on a date then he started dating some other random girl lmao 33. something that is getting on your nerves: the fact that i’ve been feeling quite run down + blah, not enough to really stop me from doing stuff but enough that i’m aware of it  34. most visited website: this horrible place 35. hair colour: dark brown 36. long or short hair: short 37. do you have a crush on someone: MAYBE OK!!!!!!! 38. what do you like about yourself: ummm i think that i’m pretty nice + a supportive friend 39. piercings: i have none 40. blood type: no idea 41. nickname: none. 42. relationship status: single n wants hugs 43. zodiac: cancer 44. pronouns: she/her/demon 45. favourite tv show: GILMORE GIRLS 46. tattoos: none  47. right or left handed: right

first

48. surgery: i have never had surgery!  49. piercing: had my ears done (twice, since closed) 50. sport:  possibly dance? or netball? 51. vacation: overseas was to Japan 52. pair of trainers: lord i have no idea, something horribly early 2000s i’m sure

more general

53. eating: i just had some chocolate slice and am deciding on what to have for lunch 54. drinking: water 55. i’m about to: make lunch + hopefully do something productive 56. waiting for: i don’t even know. summer? 57. want: SUMMER. maybe some love, some chocolate, more money... 58. get married: i am not particularly fussed honestly, i would if my partner wanted to/if it would make things easier for us but would be fine also not! 59. career: entrepreneur or some kind of analyst/advisor/consultant position

which is better

60. hugs or kisses: kisses 61. lips or eyes: ... eyes i suppose 62. shorter or taller: i don’t care about this 63. older or younger: i also don’t care about this that much but won’t date younger than a few years 64. nice arms or nice stomach: arms arms arms arms i’m an arms girl  65. hook up or relationship: i prefer the stability of a relationship/friendship situation than random hook ups ya know 66. troublemaker or hesitant: as long as you’re reasonably sensible and not boring i don’t care

have you ever

67. kissed a stranger: yep 68. drank hard liquor: of course 69. lost glasses/contact lenses: no but i always leave my glasses downstairs and make Rachel bring them to me  70. turned someone down: yes 71. sex on the first date: kind of yes? but the point of it was to have sex. other dates where it was more actual dating i haven’t though  72. broken someone’s heart: i mean, hopefully not? no one’s ever said i’ve done so.  73. had your heart broken: oh yes. 74. been arrested: nope i’m a good girl :) 75. cried when someone died: yes 76. fallen for a friend: ugh yep

do you believe in

77. yourself: most of the time 78. miracles: i mean i believe that things happen out of crazy luck but not that there is some kind of force that is specifically a miracle that is bestowed on people... you know? 79. love at first sight: lust, yes. strong sense of connection, yes. love, no. 80. santa claus: lmao no 81. kiss on the first date: dude i’d probably get married on the first date if you got me in the right mood tbh so yes 82. angels: i’ve honestly never really thought about it 

other

83. current best friend’s name: RACHEL 84. eye colour: hazel 85. favourite movie: Cracks, Carol

[digiandromeda]

The year in between - Unexpected happenings

(A/N: Okay, i decided it was time to tackle a scene that would test my ability's as a writer... and i am thoroughly embarrassed that i did! >///< i like to write sweet, fluffy and cuddly romances but if i’m to write believable romance i need to be able write something a smidgen more intimate then what i’m used to.so here it goes? two things to keep in mind are this takes place a few months after the last EP and Yuya and Yuzu are 15 now.)

They had been going for a quick jog along the canal when they began to goof off: somersaults, cartwheels, jumps, spins, handstands, and back flips. They bounced around like only seasoned acrobats could but they didn’t notice the puddles on the ground, hidden under the bridge and its shadow.

Yuya’s foot landed on one such puddle, slipping back up into the air. Yuzu reached forward to grab him, to stop him from falling, only to also slip on one of the puddles. Together they fell onto the ground, water splashing up around them.

Dazed for a moment, neither moved. Yuzu recovered first, slowly lifting her head up from where it had landed on Yuya’s left shoulder. As she moved up and the stars circling her head vanished she heard Yuya groan.

“Yuzu? You okay?” He breathed out.

“I’m fine.” She said, then reached up to gently probe his head. “What about you?”

“My heads a little sore and my back soaked,” he winced a little as she touched the sore spot, “But otherwise I’m… okay…” He trailed off when he opened his eyes and saw that her face was right there in front of him, only a few inches away.

“You sure?” Yuzu noticed his sudden silence and looked at him only to finally notice the position they were in.

Yuya was on his back in a small puddle, his jacked laying open under him, and she lay flat on top of him; nose to nose, chest to chest, stomach to stomach, hips to hips, and her legs laid nestled between his. Her left arm lay on his chest and shoulder, while her right lay forgotten by his head. His arms held her around her waist, having grabbed her when they had fallen.

Yuzu blushed bright red and tried to scramble off but found she couldn’t move. Her body refused to listen to her but the giggling emitting from inside her soul told her who was responsible.

Darn it, Ruri! Her thoughts screamed as she gulped.

Yuya on his part hadn’t moved at all. It was as if he had turned to stone. Yuzu’s heart raced as Yuya stared at her, his eyes wide and his face also a bright red. Their gazes were locked together and nether could look away. Yuzu felt Yuya’s breathing quicken slightly and felt his fingers twitching on her back.

“Yu-Yuzu…” he stammered, “I can’t get up… unless you… move…” he stated nervously as he liked his lips, a habit he had picked up from Yuri.

“I… Know…” she breathed, eye’s shifting to his lips as they moved. She shifted forward but stopped when her nose brushed against Yuya’s. She had felt his entire body stiffen beneath her and his hands gripped her back, but he still didn’t move, nether to push her away or to pull her closer.

“Yu…zu…” his breath tickled her nose and melted on her lips. It was hot and smelt of mint.

“What are you waiting for? Now’s your chance!” Ruri’s voice urged from within Yuzu’s soul.

Yuzu lifted her eyes up and once again gazed into Yuya’s eyes. They were still wide with uncertainty but they were gentle and held a hint of longing.

Gently and softly, she held his face in her hands and closed the tiny gap between their mouths. It lasted only a moment but in that moment his lips were soft and warm, they were damp and tasted of mint. His hands gripped the fabric of her shirt and his arms held her tightly.

Then the moment ended. Yuzu pulled back and hesitated a moment before looking Yuya in the eyes. His eyes, only half opened, were slightly glazed over and completely unfocused. For a few seconds he seemed to be staring into space but then he slowly blink and locked gazes with her.

“Yuzu… That…” he breathed out only to be cut off.

“I’m-I’m sorry…” She broke their gaze and looked off to the side. “I don’t… I don’t know what came over me…”

When Yuya didn’t reply right away, she feared he was angry at her but, just as she was about to apologize again, Yuya shifted beneath her. His grip on her shirt loosened and his right hand traveled up her back, resting between her shoulder blades. His lips, still soft and warm, pressed against her temple.

“Y-Yuya?” she stammered in shock.

Yuya leaned his head back down and smiled at her.

“You don’t have to apologize. I’m not upset. In fact,” he looked away in embarrassment for a moment, “I really liked it…”

“…Really?” her eyes widened in shock. “Then… can I… do it again?” she asked shyly. Yuya’s blush returned full force as he gazed in her eyes then at her lips.

“Y-Yeah…” came the nervous but eager reply.

They shared a nervous but sweet smile before Yuzu leaned in again. This time the kiss lasted a little longer but it was still small and simple, which for them was more than enough. It was Soft lips gently pressed together, the taste of mint lingering between them, and the scent of freshly fallen rain around them.

As they pulled apart Yuzu felt a small pang in her soul and tears welled up in her eyes.

“Yuzu?” Yuya asked in alarm. “What’s wrong?”

“Ruri…” Yuzu’s breath hitched a little. “She wants to give Yuto a kiss…”

Yuya’s eyes widened in realization as he too felt a pang of longing in his soul.

“Then… Let’s let them.” He smiled. “They’ve been holding back for us but since we’ve kis…” He stumbled on his words a bit. “Since we’ve… kissed already, they don’t have to hold back as much.”

“Really?” Yuzu’s tears fell onto Yuya’s face as he smiled up at her.

“Hm.” he confirmed softly.

“Then,” Yuzu smiled, “On the count of three. One,” She closed her blue eyes.

“Two,” Yuya closed his red eyes.

“Three!” they exclaimed simultaneously as they opened their eyes. Ruri’s tear filled pink eyes stared down into Yuto’s longing grays ones and without wasting a second they kissed.

It was a deeper, more passionate kiss then what Yuya and Yuzu had shared. It was a kiss of longing and desire, a kiss of urgency and need. It was a kiss that told of always being together but of always holding in their desires.

Yuto brought his left hand up to cradle Ruri’s face, while Ruri’s right hand ran through his hair. They broke apart only for a second, just long enough to take a breath, before they continued to ravish each other’s mouth.

Ruri nibbled Yuto’s lower lip before allowing Yuto’s tongue to continue his exploration of her mouth. It was warm and tasted of mint. It made her body hot and her heart pound. She felt Yuto’s hands trembling as his right hand gripped her shirt.

They remained this way for a few more moments, stopping only once more to breathe, when Yuto gently patted her back. His message was clear; ‘we need to stop’. Yuto eased back the intensity of their kisses before trying to lift Ruri’s head away but she gave his lips one last nibble before doing so.

They stared at each other, eyes half lidded and glazed over, lips lightly pink and puffy, and breathing heavy.

“Do…” Ruri began, “Do you think we went too far?” she rested her head above Yuto’s heart and listened to its frantic beating.

“…” Yuto was quiet as he caught his breath. “No, I don’t think so. Yuzu would have stopped us if we did.” He laughed tiredly and Ruri felt Yuzu nodding her head In agreement.

Ruri lifted her head and smiled at him. She gave his chin a quick kiss before she reluctantly climbed off of him.

Kneeling next to him she realized they had been lying in a small but decent sized puddle. Yuya’s jacket was soaked through and as Yuto sat up, she realized the back of his shirt and head was just as soaked. Yuto winced as he sat up and rubbed the back of his head.

“What’s wrong?” Ruri asked.

“We forgot that Yuya hit his head.” Yuto squeezed his eyes shot.

“That’s right!” Ruri gasped as she heard Yuzu panicking in her soul. “Yuzu wants to take a look.”

“Alright,” he took a steady breath, “Yuya says he’ll take over so I won’t have to deal with the headache.”

“Okay.” Ruri was about to close her eyes to switch but, “Yuto?”

“Hm?”

Ruri closed her eyes and kissed Yuto’s cheek. When they opened again they were Yuzu’s blue ones. Yuto blinked at the blushing Yuzu and smiled before closing his eyes. When they opened again it was Yuya’s red eyes that quickly squinted in pain.

“Ow!” he hissed. “My head…”

“Why didn’t you say something sooner?” Yuzu moved behind him and gently parted his wet hair and probed his head.

“I forgot about the pain when you kissed me.” He winced when Yuzu found the small lump on the crown of his head.

“O-Oh…” Yuzu stammered as she got a better look at the bump.

“Besides, it didn’t start throbbing until Yuto sat up.”

“It’s decently sized…” Yuzu stood up, picking up Yuya’s jacket for him as she did so. “We should head back to the school.” She offered her hand to him, which he accepted. She helped him to his feet and held him steady as they carefully made their way back to his Dad’s duel school.

Yuya insisted he could make it back on his own but Yuzu refused to let go of his arm, holding it tightly with her own.

“Yuya?”

“Yeah?”

“What just happened is a secret, alright?” She poked him in the chest. “You four aren’t allowed to tell anyone!”

“Hahaha, we won’t but the same goes for you four.” He gave her a sly, but embarrassed, grin.

“Of course!” Yuzu blushed. “It’ll be our secret…” She tangled her finger with Yuya’s.

“Hm…” he agreed. “A secret just for the eight of us.” He chuckled.

This wasn’t the first time one of the pairs had had an intimate moment together…

… And it certainly wouldn’t be the last. 

(A/N: thank you for reading this!! >///< feedback would be most appreciated! i also want to note that since Yuto and Ruri have been dating before everything i head canon that their more willing to hug, hold hands, and give each other kisses, then the other counterparts but hold back because they know the other aren't there yet. i also head canon that Ruri is the one to initiate the show of affection. now if you’ll excuse me... *Hides because of embarrassment*)

[shianhygge-imagines]

REQUEST: Unavailable [Marcus/Reader]

Wosh... This took a while. But I finally finished it. Made a ton of references to different fandoms in this one, so if you want to give a shot at naming the fandoms, post your guesses! One of them should be obvious. The other, not so much.

|Masterlist|

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“Stupid, shitty, selfish, sociopathic asshole.” You muttered, stabbing away at a block of ice with an ice pick. It was around 3pm on a Wednesday in the middle of October, and you were the only patron at the club, Masquerade. Isa, your friend, was the owner of the rather popular and respectable nightclub. You didn’t often visit Masquerade, as some of the people here were very arrogant, but Isa often made things better. You’d asked for a drink initially, but Isa had scolded afternoon drinking and given you the ice pick and ice block instead. Granted it was a very questionable alternative to what you had in mind, but Isa was never quite that right in the head to begin with.

So, yes, there you were, sitting at the bar in Masquerade, taking your anger and frustrations out of the icy block. You’d broken up with your boyfriend of three years early that day on account of diminishing feelings and his infidelity. He was a douche, plain and simple, though it explained why his first name sounded like the word. Yes, your ex-boyfriend was Dušan Nemec, CTO of Blume Corporation.

But for now, you didn’t want to talk about your ex-boyfriend. You just wanted to stab the block of ice.

From her position behind the bar, Isa prepared herself a Tanqueray and Tonic, adding some extra lime, and sipped gently. You continued to stab at the ice block, which now looked more like a small rectangular prism, but raised an eyebrow at the petite woman in question. “I thought you said that it wasn’t good to drink in the afternoon?”

“Hmm?” Isa took a deep sip from the glass and placed it down, licking her lips as they curled into a grin, “But I’m not drinking my feelings away. Besides,” your friend pointed at the windows, “it’s not the afternoon anymore.”

It seemed that while concentrated on your murderous thoughts toward your ex-boyfriend, the sun had begun its descent in the sky, and the sky was now dark, bringing with it, the influx of Masquerade’s customers, allowed in by the bouncers at the front entrance. You’d only just realized that the club DJ had started playing music in the background, and that the bar was starting to run out of seats.

The club serviced a variation of clientele, from what you had observed in your previous experiences. Sure, there were regular people who came in small groups together, then there were the wealthy, but then there were these people that came in and had an unsettling feel to them. They looked like normal humans, except they didn’t feel like humans. These people only came to Masquerade seemingly for Isa’s company or to be let into the very exclusive VIP lounge in the club’s basement. You didn’t know who these people were, so you ignored them for the most part. And then, one took a seat right next to you.

Isa smirked in welcome at the arrival, “Sven! What a delight!”

He’s tall. That’s the one thing you notice about the man that sat next to you. He looked to be a man in his late twenties to early thirties, and was dressed like a European gentleman right out of the stories, so perhaps he wasn’t from here. “Ms. Lachance, I’ve come to introduce a friend.” The gentlemanly man, Sven, apparently, raised a finely manicured hand to gesture towards his companion, who sat on the other side of him. His friend seemed much more normal than he, what being dark skinned of the normal variety, sporting a Twitch hoodie and stylish purple glasses to match.

The friend stood from the bar stool to shake Isa’s offered hand, an easy smile stretching across his face, “Marcus Holloway, nice to meet you.”

Isa grinned, one that looked predatory to those who have never met her. It was a grin that exposed her unusually long and sharp canines, something she often did to intimidate someone into seeing if they had a pair of balls on them. “Isa Lachance, owner of Masquerade. Nice to meet you, Marcus. So what brings the two of you to my bar?”

Sven licked his lips lightly before leaning forward in his seat, his blue eyes squinted in mirth, “How about you and I go on a date, Ms. Lachance?”

“Don’t think that’s a good idea.” You chimed in with a final stab at the remaining piece of ice, sending bits of cold at everyone within a five foot radius of you. “Chikage isn’t going to like you flirting with Isa.” True enough, while Isa was quite friendly towards any of her patrons, she was engaged.

“Oh, and the murderous human speaks.” No, Sven was definitely not what he presented himself as, though he was certainly oily. “And what’s your name, dear?”

You twisted the ice pick in your hand almost threateningly, then directed a glare at Sven and a smile at Marcus, “Y/N L/N. Not sure if it’s a pleasure or not.”

There was a tension in the air that Marcus seemed to grow uneasy by, and he spared Sven from your wrath by asking Isa, “We’re here for some information on Dušan Nemec. ‘Heard that you’ve been fighting against Blume for a while.”

Your eyes narrowed at the mention of your ex-boyfriend. Had his company been harassing Isa again? “What the hell has Douchen done, Isa?” You demanded, your face promising revenge on your ex.

“Dušan Nemec has been attempting to coerce my beloved into using their security network for Masquerade.” a husky voice responded from behind you, sending shivers up your spine.

The next thing everyone involved in the conversation knew, Isa had thrown herself over the bar to lovingly latch onto her fiance, “Chikage!” Chikage, always careful with Isa, immediately caught the petite woman and held her gently. The man in question was of European and Asian descent, though not nearly as tall as Sven, but stood at a graceful 184cm with an arrogant yet dangerous air about him. He had styled blonde hair, a defined face, and piercing red eyes (he insists that they’re contacts, but you don’t think they were). Without a doubt, Isa’s fiance was intimidating.

You nodded at your friend’s fiance in greeting, “Good to see you again, Chikage.”

“Wait, a minute. So this place doesn’t run on ctOS 2.0?” Marcus seemed pretty interested, sitting up in his seat some more. “Why’s that? I’m Marcus by the way.”

From her place in Chikage’s arms, Isa answered, “We serve a variety of patrons here at Masquerade. And it is within my duty to keep any activities within this club confidential. If I allow Blume to come in and install their cameras and systems, then my clients will be compromised, and we can’t have that.”

“The douchebag hasn’t sent anyone after you guys right?” you sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. From the corner of your eyes, you could see Marcus raise his brow at your behavior in interest. “Dušan Nemec’s my ex-boyfriend.” you elaborated with a wry smile, “True to his name though, he is a fucking douche.”

Chikage’s red eyes narrowed dangerously, his hold tightening on Isa, and you could see Isa’s hand gently run through his hair, calming her fiance. “Indeed. Though there is no legal proof, several groups of armed men and women have tried to ambush us at my apartment a few weeks ago.”

Your eyes widened in shock, as did Marcus. Sven, however, merely smirked, “How bold of them to attack the Prince and his beloved.” Prince? You didn’t quite know what Sven meant. It probably had something to do with what Isa referred to as “dirty business.”

Chikage clicked his tongue in annoyance, “How foolish and annoying. If you do not require my beloved’s attention for much longer, we have a few visitors from Los Angeles to greet.” And with that, the strange red-eyed man escorted his fiance away to the downstairs lounge.

Sven chuckled, his eyes wandering after a particularly shapely brunette, “The Prince was always so territorial, now if you would excuse me, Y/N, Marcus, that beauty is calling for me.” And with that, another of your strange group stalked away and into the crowd of patrons, leaving you and Marcus at the bar with a seat in between.

You heard more than saw Marcus switch seats as you played with the ice pick. “So what’s your interest in my ex?” you inquired, eyes shifting over to look at your newly made acquaintance.

“He’s fucked over a ton of people with what he’s been doing at Blume.” Marcus reasoned, before calling the bartender over, “You want anything, Y/N? I’m buying.”

Normally, you don’t accept drinks from people you just met, but in this case you would make an exception, “I’ll have a TNT.”

“And I’ll have a beer, no preference on the brand.” Marcus ordered before spinning in his seat to face you, “So why did you break up with him? I mean, besides the obvious douche qualities.”

The bartender quickly came back with your drinks, and you quickly took a sip, “Well… he just wasn’t into relationships, I guess. He was too focused on his work to give a flying fuck about me unless he needed his libido satisfied.” You face scrunched up and you took another quick sip, “Wonder why I even fell for such an asshole. He’s not even my type.”

“I mean, he’s got a pretty face, right?” Marcus raised his brow. “There had to be something that attracted you to him.”

“Eh.” your head tilted from side to side in thought before sticking your tongue out in disgust, “He wasn’t that good looking. Exotic, probably, you don’t see many Yugoslavian descendants around here, after all, but I’m less about the looks and more about the personality.”

A smirk graced itself onto Marcus’s face, “Oh? And what about a personality do you like?”

“Hahaha, interested, Marcus?” you teased with a light blush, wondering if the world was so nice as to give you someone who could distract you. Marcus wasn’t bad looking either, the more you looked at him, the more you noticed that there was this attractiveness that Dušan didn’t have.

“And if I am?” Marcus leaned in closer, “So, what about a guy do you like?”

“Hmm… they’ve gotta be romantic.” A grin lit up your face, “i’m not talking about the suave and princely romantic from fairy tales, I mean the dorky romantic. Like he has to be able to use pick up lines.”

“Pick up lines?” your companion seemed surprised at that.

You blushed a deep red, “They’re kind of funny and I adore them.” Marcus had a deeply contemplative expression on his face, and you smiled hopefully. “Why? You know any?”

The man next to you thought for a moment before looking at you seriously, “Tonight, this Han doesn’t wanna fly Solo.”

Your face twisted up in bemusement before you broke out into a snicker. “Holy shit, that was terrible, Marcus.”

“If I had to rate you from 1-10, I’d rate you a 9 because I’m the one you’re missing.” He wiggled his eyebrows teasingly as he fired off another pick up line without hesitation.

This time, you nearly choke on your drink, “Marcus… how many do you even know?”

Instead of answering, a smug grin and another pick up line left his lips, “I lost my teddy bear, will you sleep with me instead?”

“You’re starting to sound like a horny frat boy, it’s ridiculous.” Marcus had successfully gotten you to forget about Dušan, “Are you religious? ‘Cause you’re the answer to my prayers.”

That got a laugh out of him. Yup. You had a feeling that you and Marcus were going to hit it off just fine.

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THE GREAT CRUNCHYROLL NARUTO REWATCH Has a Large Hairy Son in Episodes 183-189

Welcome to THE GREAT CRUNCHYROLL NARUTO REWATCH! I’m Joseph Luster, back in record time, and I’ll be your host this week as we barrel on through all 220 episodes of the original Naruto anime adaptation. In last week's episodes 176-182, we spent most of our time in the Hidden Star Village, but that arc comes to a swift end this week. Even more filler lies beyond, though, including the start of the Peddlers Escort Mission arc in episodes 183-189.

  As you may be able to tell by the tone of some of these questions, I'm feeling a little deflated at this point. The filler can be overwhelming at times, but at least we have the occasional one-off to brighten our week. In this case, the highlight for me was most definitely the gag episode in which Naruto has to avoid laughing during a funeral despite every possible attempt to get him to crack. It might be the series' most successful attempt at straight-up comedy to date.

  The rest of the batch was mostly disappointing, but there were a few ups to go along with the downs. As Crunchyroll user OrichalcosTwin1 said in last week's comments, "I enjoyed the Hidden Star Village filler, though as you're about to find out this week, I feel it could've concluded sooner and stuck around longer than it should've." I couldn't agree more. Let's find out what everyone else thought! 

    Do you love Sumaru's Mom's Ghost and her two-hit multi-target attacks? Did the finale of the Star Guard arc surprise you in any way, or was its ending written in the stars from the beginning?

  Paul: It was good that the main resolution to the Star Village story involved the children and the other villagers rebelling against Akahoshi after he went Full Crazy-Eyes and freely confessed his evil plans to everyone within earshot, but for the ultimate confrontation, it should have been Sumaru receiving his mother's spiritual energy to deliver the final blow. This arc was Sumaru's story, and tacking Naruto onto the end like that feels like a missed opportunity.

  David: Agreed. Ending a village’s internal political strife by punching the bad guy is one thing, but letting Naruto do it instead of the character most closely affected by the whole thing is pretty lame.

  Jared: I basically laughed when Sumaru’s mom gave her power to Naruto instead of Sumaru. Way to bury the kid both figuratively and literally. Other than that, the arc ended basically how I expected with Akahoshi getting his comeuppance and being real dumb.

  Kevin: The ending was predictable, aside from the stuff that made no sense. Of course the star was going to be destroyed, that way no one can try to bring it up as a power source later. Also, apparently ghosts exist in Naruto. I guess Orochimaru could’ve had a shortcut in creating the Reanimation Jutsu.

  Danni: The whole thing just fell way off the rails, honestly. I’m so tired of evil villains in this show maniacally cackling about how evil they are while trying to kill a bunch of children.

  Kara: I realized right as we were closing out that the Village Hidden in the Stars was literally just Naruto’s excuse to have fairies, after which point I kind of gave up on it making sense at all.

  Noelle: It’s a very typical villain cliché, but I can’t say it doesn’t work. Some of that fantasy stuff sure did happen though.

  Carolyn: It was definitely… weird. I have to agree with the above, that giving Naruto the power was a very odd choice. It also just feels like really weird and awkward writing. I know we’re in the land of filler, but this series is backflipping over the shark at this point.

    It took putting Akamaru in great peril to make me realize nothing can ever happen to Kiba's sweet pee-spraying baby. Which Naruto characters would you defend with your life at this point? 

  Paul: The easy answer is Rock Lee, who is much more of a good boy than Akamaru. It's weird that Akamaru can have a full-on “An American Werewolf in Leaf Village” episode in which he severely injures numerous shinobi, including his own master, and yet he's allowed to continue his ninja-dog training like nothing happened. I figured they'd pull a trick where Akamaru wasn't infected and there was some other werewolf running around, but nope. Straight up Cujo.

  David: Over the course of all this filler I’ve gotten even more attached to Neji and Tenten. Maybe I should go back and rewatch some episodes of that Rock Lee spinoff…

  Jared: ROCK LEE. 

  Kevin: Anime, if you ever try to hurt my ninja son Rock Lee ever again, the Five Great Nations are going to become the Five Great Craters. 

  Danni: ROCK LEE DEFENSE FORCE, ASSEMBLE! [sfx: Kamen Rider transformation noises]

  Kara: Rock Lee, as the rest of the room says. And Hinata. Dear God, I can’t wait ‘til 50% of her lines aren’t “Naruto-kun…” She deserves better than she gets in pretty much any part of her life.

  Noelle: As with everyone else, Rock Lee protection squad unite.

  Carolyn: Hahaha, did we ever expect anything less than a giant chorus of people loudly cheering on good boy Rock Lee?

    The Hidden Leaf Legend episode about Onbu made me think about all the aspects of the Naruto world of which we're not aware yet. From legends to history and beyond, what are you most curious about, and what would you like to see expanded upon in future episodes?

  Paul: There should be an episode where Naruto and the other young ninja of Leaf Village get sent on a snipe hunt mission by Tsunade in search of the legendary tsuchinoko, only for Kakashi, Might Guy, and the other Jonin to prank the heck out of them. Then they actually find a real tsuchinoko during the third act, and it grows angry over them invading its territory, and hijinks ensue.

  David: I was and am still interested in essentially anything that doesn’t have to do with ninjas. How does the rest of the world operate on a day-to-day basis, and how much, if at all, are they even aware of these ninja villages that seem to constantly be at war with each other?

  Jared: I’m kind of surprised there hasn’t been more backstory on the early Hokage, unless that’s being saved for later in Shippuden. Outside of that, I think it’d be good just to dive into character backstories or just go full slice-of-life at some points.

  Kevin: Honestly, I’m most curious about jutsu creation. We’ll get at least some insight into that later in Shippuden, but even then I’d still like to know a lot more.

  Danni: I just wanna know why everyone in the Hidden Leaf Village loves the SEGA Dreamcast so dang much.

  Kara: Considering weird ninja magic is essentially part of day-to-day life, I want to know what their escapist entertainment is like. What the heck do you read action comics about when you’re already halfway to a superhero? I’m guessing they have, like, Archiemaru or something where the escapism comes in the form of severe normality.

  Noelle: Even knowing some of the stuff that comes later, there’s a lot of things that aren’t really that expanded upon. The discrepancy between technology and how that clashes or interacts with ninjutsu is one, and how ninja society seems to be something both out in the open but not something that everyone can do is another. We might get to why ninjutsu happens later, but what of the people who aren’t ninja, in a world so heavily slated toward magical powers and how those with magic seem to rule society?

  Carolyn: We see villages with normal, non-ninja people fairly regularly, but we have no idea how they live. How do the government and ninja work together? Do they work together or do the ninja sort of work on their own laws/volition? Maybe that’s been answered, but I certainly don’t remember it. 

    As episode 186 reminds us, there's nothing more powerful than a forbidden laugh. Can you recall any particularly gut-busting "church laugh" moments in your life where you really lost it when you shouldn't have? 

  Paul: One time my sister got busted for accidentally cracking up during Christmas dinner because the decorative plates we were about to eat off of had a drawing of a little hobo Frosty the Snowman, complete with patches on his snow-suit. I guess the contrast of cloth patches on a suit made out of snow was too much for her, and she burst out laughing during what was supposed to be a solemn moment. She got grounded, and the Legend of the Hobo Snowman went down in Chapman family history.

  David: I don’t remember the details but I do recall actually being sent to the principal in elementary school for being unable to control my laughter one day.

  Jared: I can’t remember the specifics, but I’m pretty sure mine was an actual church laugh moment. Something must’ve made me have the giggles or I was just in a mood but I did that when I was going to church at the time and got in a bit of trouble for it.

  Kevin: I was watching Dororo, and one episode in particular had a guest animator who apparently is known for his… unique art style. Hyakkimaru “running” (ice skating) uphill between trees forced me to pause the video so that I could stop hysterically laughing.

  Danni: I have a rather subdued laugh usually, so I can’t think of any moments where laughing got me in trouble. However, a childhood spent watching a lot of America’s Funniest Home Videos has led to an adulthood full of instinctively laughing when people hurt themselves pratfalling.

  Kara: I was on a bus in Cardiff a few years ago and there was a guy who refused to sit down or hang on or anything. The driver braked and the dude went sliding comically. A few people snickered but I busted out laughing way too big and He Did Not Appreciate That. I got off at the next stop to avoid having my head punched down my own neck. (As an aside, I’ve gotta express my appreciation for Naruto basing an entire episode around the concept of the Giggle Loop from Coupling.)

  Noelle: Admittedly, I’m not the kind of person that bursts out laughing, even if emotions show on my face. My friends saying particularly wild things in public will always get me laughing, though.

  Carolyn: Actual laugh or defensive laugh? I worked as a ride operator at an amusement park as a teen and some kids tried to run on the ride AS IT WAS MOVING. I had to use the emergency shutdown and started laughing like a maniac. The kids' parents were very angry at me for that, but some co-workers and other customers assured them it was a nervous laugh, which it was. They could have gotten very, very hurt and I didn’t know how to react to that.

As for an actual “wow that was funny” laugh … well, this story is a bit mean but it got to me hard. Outside my apartment one day, I saw a kid that was about 11-13 riding a bike and just toppled over and started laughing immediately. It was the way the bike fell. Usually, you imagine some wobbling, the handlebars going back and forth as they lose control or something. This was literally straight up to straight down in one immediate motion. It caught me by surprise. Also, the kid was fine.

    That Brings Us to the Land of Gree— you know what? Forget these veggie peddlers, we're way beyond the point of no return in Filler Purgatory. I hardly remember what it was like when Naruto was good, and the writing is at an all time low for most of this batch. Could you ever recommend this show past episode 140 or so, and has this changed the way you feel about it as a whole?

  Paul: I'm a completionist, so if I'm going to recommend something, I'm going to recommend all of it. You don't get to skip the boring or mediocre bits if you want to claim you've experienced a work of entertainment. The filler hasn't broken my spirit yet, and there are individual parts of it that I find compelling, although I admit nothing we've seen here compares to Naruto at its apex moments.

  David: I’d just recommend skipping all of it, but if you’re gonna watch any of it, the second best thing is probably to skip the arcs and watch some of the one-off episodes instead. The best part about the filler has been the focus on some side characters who didn’t get much time before, and the mostly silly single-episode adventures get you that without having to sit through nonsense stories that just make you wish you were watching the actual story instead.

  Jared: I might not necessarily recommend watching all of the filler, but maybe some of the better parts if they wanted to check that stuff out. People will watch what they watch and I’m not their dad, but I don’t think it’s necessarily all terrible like some people will lead you to believe. It certainly hasn’t changed my overall opinion of the show, it just makes me want to get back to the actual story. Although, if you want a test of endurance, then yeah, people should watch all the filler.

  Kevin: The only way I can realistically recommend Naruto after Filler Purgatory started was if I was trying to talk about all of the interesting character interactions that come from unique team combinations. Unfortunately, even the filler arcs have turned into the same few teams on a loop, and the plots aren’t nearly interesting enough to carry 100 episodes. So in all honesty, unless you just want to full Naruto experience of waiting forever to get to Shippuden or REALLY want to know everything that happens, even if it’s filler, no, I can’t recommend watching past episode 140. 

  Danni: I refused to listen to anyone telling me to skip certain arcs of Dragon Ball since they were filler. I said that if I’m gonna watch it, I’m gonna watch all of it. That being said, I really wish I could just skip ahead to Shippuden right now.

  Kara: This week of episodes has just been a hot mess. Not gonna lie. I’d been coasting because at least I could joke about them. But between this weird double-bluff veggie ninja story and the episode about Naruto adopting the kind of mascot character they’d add to a cartoon adaptation of a live-action 80s sitcom, I’m feeling anywhere from weak to done.

  Noelle: I skipped over most of the filler in my original run of Naruto, and I’d say-- yeah, I’d still rather do that. Nothing here worth noting. 

  Carolyn: I don’t think I would recommend Naruto, as a whole or just cutting off the filler parts. There have been shows I couldn’t get into and people will say to wait for season 3 or 4. I just don’t understand highly recommending something that has so much not-good in it.

    Finally, let's wrap up with the HIGHS and LOWS for this week.

  Paul: My high point was everyone trying to make Naruto laugh, especially with how the humor-assassins would take one look at him and decide that anyone with such a foolish face would be an easy mark. I appreciate the low-grade shade that reminds us that Naruto is kind of a maroon. My low-point was the end of the Onbu episode, which concludes like a mash-up of the Tribbles episode of Star Trek and Gremlins. That joke didn't so much land as belly-flop.

  David: High point was the preview for next week’s first episode - I’m excited to see Hinata getting to handle a fight on her own; hope that’s as neat as it looks. Low point was the ending of the star village arc for the same reasons I said in the first question.

  Jared: High point for this week would probably be the end of the funeral episode with the ridiculous reveal, fake out, and then reveal of the dad being alive. It was probably one step away from going full “IT’S ME AUSTIN” in terms of that. Also, Shino just getting up in Naruto's face like NEVER TELL ANYONE ABOUT THIS PLEASE. Low point would probably be basically everything else. Land of Greens is just not great and the other episodes were pretty much just there. Glad we finally get to meet Boruto though, even if I thought he came later on in the series.

  Kevin: 

High - The plan to take down the first of the enemy ninja in the Land of Greens. Sure, it’s a pretty short moment and not too difficult to figure out (he’s using his weapons as dowsing rods, so break the weapons and lure him to a place without water), but this is Filler Purgatory, and characters not being completely dumb is enough to be one of the better moments of the week.

Low - The Onbu episode. I like getting some worldbuilding, but like I said in my High, I also like characters not being excessively dumb, and practically every decision in the Onbu episode was some level of dumb.

  Danni: High point was the entire funeral episode. It was such a solid comedic concept and the payoffs all landed perfectly. It’s exactly the kind of stupid I want out of all this filler. Honorable mention to the Onba episode, which was maybe a tier below but still some good dumb fun. Low point would have to be watching another arc end with a villain maniacally cackling while trying to murder a bunch of children with a crossbow. Low LOW point was when that one kid’s dead mom became a ninja ghost who just kind of held Naruto in the air like a limp cat. 

  Kara: High point was honestly Magnet Ninja. Like seriously that’s one of the most resourceful Jutsu sets I’ve seen: just grab those headband nerds by the headband. Secondary high point was the puns in the funeral episode that didn’t get translated in the subtitles (as a former subtitle editor, though, I don’t blame them for not trying). Low point was the wrap-up of the Village Hidden in the Seelie Court.

  Noelle: High point, the funeral episode and how everything in it works pretty well. I wouldn’t say it’s all my kind of humor, but it’s functionally fairly solid. No complaints there. Low point… we’re just not going to address how fantasy elements in the afterlife are a thing now? No? Okay, I guess. 

  Carolyn: The uniforms and Naruto’s not-amused reaction to them were pretty great for me. The low point? I guess the weird ghost stuff. The last Scooby-Doo ghost episode was silly, but it also knew it was silly. They sort of took this seriously and that’s quite bizarre.

    COUNTERS:

  This Week:

Ramen: 11 bowls, 1 cup

Hokage: 4

Clones: 78

  Total So Far:

Ramen: 182 bowls, 13 cups

Hokage: 62

Clones: 789

  And that’s it for this week! Remember that you’re always welcome to watch along with the Rewatch, especially if you’ve never seen the original Naruto! Watch Naruto today!

  Here’s our upcoming schedule:

-Next week, KARA DENNISON returns to guide us through the end of the Peddlers Escort Mission!

-On August 2nd, NOELLE OGAWA shows us the formation of the Konoha 11!

-Finally, the mighty DANIEL DOCKERY returns to explore the mystery of Yakumo! 

  CATCH UP ON THE REWATCH!

Episodes 176-182: Reach for the Stars!

Episodes 169-175: Anko’s Backstory At Sea

Episodes 162-168: The Tale of the Phantom Samurai

Episodes 155-161: Quickfire Curry

Episodes 148-154: The Forest is Abuzz With Ninjas

Episodes 141-147: Mizuki Strikes Back!

Episodes 134-140: The Climactic Clash

Episodes 127-133: Naruto vs Sasuke

Episodes 120-126: The Sand Siblings Return

Episodes 113-119: Operation Rescue Sasuke

Episodes 106-112: Sasuke Goes Rogue

Episodes 99-105: Trouble in the Land of Tea

Episodes 92-98: Clash of the Sannin

Episodes 85-91: A Life-Changing Decision

Episodes 78-84: The Fall of a Legend

Episodes 71-77: Sands of Sorrow

Episodes 64-70: Crashing the Chunin Exam

Episodes 57-63: Family Feud

Episodes 50-56: Rock Lee Rally

Episodes 43-49: The Gate

Episodes 36-42: Through the Woods

Episodes 29-35: Sakura Unleashed

Episodes 22-28: Chunin Exams Kickoff

Episodes 15-21: Leaving the Land of Waves

Episodes 8-14: Beginners' Battle

Episodes 1-7: I'm Gonna Be the Hokage!

  Thank you for joining us for the GREAT CRUNCHYROLL NARUTO REWATCH! Have a great weekend, and we'll see you all next time!

  Have anything to say about our thoughts on Episodes 183-189? Let us know in the comments! Don't forget, we're also accepting questions and comments for next week, so don't be shy and feel free to ask away!

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ITH Shorts #2: Her

Guess who's still writing? Hahaha, this bitch right here lmao. Here's a particularly edgy piece. I'd make it less edgy, but I just got out of exams...so I'm kind of drowning in feels. In other news, y'all will be getting more frequents with the story now! Of course, they're all snippets, but it's better than nothing amirite? --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------   “Is it really over?” Wrath asks me, looking at me worriedly. I try to avoid his gaze. It’s a question I’d rather not answer.

   “Yeah.” I let out an exasperated sigh. But maybe I should answer. Wrath gingerly puts his hand on my shoulder. Sparks sporadically fly off the crack in my skin. Wires peek out of the cracks like unsuspecting plants growing between the cracks of a sidewalk. Any more damage and I would’ve looked like a walking system unit.

I try to wipe off the blood from my chin, but I end up smearing it, making it worse. I try to rub off the blood on my hands, but it won’t come off. I wish I could cry. Too bad I don’t have tear ducts. I wish I could cry. I wish I could forget. But I have all my memories synced to computers in the lab. It’s all just too bad.

   “In the end, no good came of it.”

   “You sure?” He doesn’t look convinced. I sure don’t feel convinced either.

Because maybe, I too, want to know if it really is over.

Because it certainly doesn’t feel like it.

She was never mine, but I still let her go.

Or rather, she let go of me.

I look back in the bloodied alleyway. I see her. I discreetly wave to her, hoping maybe we could salvage this.

She doesn’t wave back.

I guess we can’t.

I’ve always been a hopeless romantic. Even without a functioning heart.

“Yeah. I’m sure.”

Because I don’t want to admit that it is all over. But it hurts so damn bad for it to be true.

Both inside and out.

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   “I have better things to do than be here.” She looks at me as if it’s my fault she’s here. It isn’t. I shuffle awkwardly in my seat. The feeling’s mutual. At least we’re on the same page.

   “Me too. I have to make dinner tonight. The sooner we hit the books, the sooner we’ll both get to leave.” I look at her, trying not to throw the chair next to me at the wall. I mean, she hasn’t done anything (yet) to make me hate her. Other than the fact that she dates a jerk.

I shouldn’t hold that against her. Sure, her boyfriend isn’t the epitome of evil (Satan is), but he’s racist. Painfully so. Unfortunately, he’d rather use his fists to make his opinion clear rather than words. Then again, he’s tame compared to the others. I rub my bandaged arm underneath my uniform. It’s been about a saptāha since her so-called boyfriend and his friends ganged up on me and almost broke my non-cybernetic arm. It still hurts.

I take a deep breath and exhale. It’ll only be as bad as I make it out to be. Besides, it’s not like this could possibly escalate to anything bad so long as her boyfriend doesn’t know, right? What he doesn’t know can’t hurt him.

   “So what do you need help with?” I try to put on my best smile. I keep staring at her chocolate eyes.

She seems to take the hint.

   “Nothing really.” She sounds like she means it.

   “Your parents say otherwise.” I quip good-naturedly.

   “Hey, you can’t hold me up against unrealistic Cipherean* standards. I can’t help it if my parents have high-as-fuck expectations of me.” She retorts, not so good-naturedly.

* Cephirean= Eastern Asian (it’s a work in progress)

   “Whoa there, I didn’t ask for a life story. I’m just here to tutor you.”

She stares blankly at me for a second in confusion. Shit, that’s what her expression seems to say. She blinks back into reality and blushes profusely. Well, this is going great. At this rate, I just might make it home by just half past never.

“I’m sorry. It’s just that people make assumptions because I date a ‘jock’ that I’m a stupid blonde bimbo. Well, I’m not.” She grabs strands of her ombre cherry blonde hair and points to them. “And okay, I’ll admit my grades are slipping, but I didn’t think it’d be so bad that I’d need you,”  She gestures to all of me, “to tutor me.” Her eyes throw daggers at me. “No offence, there’s nothing wrong with you.” She gestures to all of me again.

Like I’d believe that. Everything is wrong with me. Low-esteem and boys don’t exactly work well together. Especially if you’re the universe’s punching bag. Which is a title I wish I didn’t have. But I do, which sucks. A lot.

“Well, at least there’s you to believe there’s nothing wrong with me. That’s a first.” She smirks. “You haven’t been down on the streets, have you?”

“Actually, contrary to popular beliefs, I haven’t. It’s not like my parents would let me out there anyway, took me ages to convince them I was mature enough for a boyfriend...Why are you asking?” She gasps, her face turning pale. “You aren’t a drug dealer-- are you?”

“That’s what you’re concerned about?” I chuckle. This girl certainly has her priorities straight. I was scared she was going to ask if I was a murderer. Which I definitely wasn't. At all. Nothing to hide at all.

She raises a concerned eyebrow. I quickly reply, “No, I’m not.” to assuage her growing fear that her serial-killer tutor was a drug dealer. Because I am definitely not. Her face slowly gains colour. She’s sceptical.

She has every right to be.

“Moving on, I didn’t catch your name. Your name is?” She brings out her hand for a handshake.

I hesitate. What if I grow attached to her? I’ll suffer for it. But I have to tell her my name. It’s common courtesy. I bring out my hand to shake hers. “Kaito. Kaito Riseborough.” I reply.

   “But no one calls me Kaito. I just go by Kai.” I quickly add.

We shake hands. I hold on for a little too long.

   “Well, I just go by Genevieve. But my close friends call me Vive.” Genevieve laughs this bubbly laugh, and it makes me want to hurl. I don’t need this. I don’t want to like her. Or like like her for that matter.

   “Am I one of your ‘close friends’?” I joke.

   “You might earn that highly coveted title soon.” Genevieve giggles. “But seriously, like you said before, the sooner we do this, the sooner we get to go home. I want to binge watch Faye.”

The universe is trying so hard to make me not like her. “How far are you?” I ask before I realize that if we keep talking like this, we’ll never get to leave the godforsaken library.

“You really don’t want us to leave this library, do you?” Eyeing me carefully, she continued. “If you must know, I’m three seasons behind. I’m only one season five.”

I try hard not to fanboy. I try hard to keep myself from spoiling the season for her. I swallow my excitement and compose myself. “So what do you need help with?”

   “I don’t really need your help.”

   “Not this again.” I look at her knowingly. It’s a vicious cycle. I guess we both don’t want to leave.

   “Okay, well maybe I might need a little help with Universal History. We got this project-”

   “Wait. You're a freshman? I thought you were a junior.” I exclaim. Genevieve looks much older than 14.

   “Shhh. We’re in a library. And yes, I am. It’s the makeup, I look like a baby without it. So there’s this unit project-”

   “Where you research about lost races and civilizations across the universe and present it to the class as a five-minute lecture.” I finish. “You have Miss Ahn, right?” She nods. “Yeah, we did the same thing last semester.”

   “Awesome! Kind of off topic, but how was the exam for U.H? I heard it was easy but then I heard it was hard, so I’m kind of worried.”

   “It’s not that bad-” She looks relieved. “But it’s not easy either.” The look of relief disappears. “I can lend you my notes if you need them.” I quickly finish.

   “Really? I mean, I’m doing fine in her class, but that exam is worth 20%. And as much as I hate to admit it, I need to bring my average up.” She looks grateful. My heart does a figurative backflip.

How am I supposed to do this?

I guess even if a lot of me is just wires and circuits, I’m still cursed with falling for the first pretty girl I see. Funny how that works. I don’t even have a functioning heart. Not like hearts really have anything to do with feelings. It’s all just symbolism.

   “Because, you know-”

   “Cephirean parents?” I finish her sentence.

   “Yeah.”

   “Don’t worry. Athiean parents aren’t so easy on their kids either. It’s either be a doctor, lawyer, or engineer.” I chuckle softly. Almost all my cousins are either doctors, lawyers or engineers, or some other high-paying job. “If not…” I make a gesture of me cutting my neck with a knife.

   “Oof. What a mood. My parents want me to be a pharmacist. But I just want to be a cat lady.” She sighs dreamily. “Say, what do you suggest that I do? For, you know, the project. It’s worth 10%.” She looks nervous again.

   “I know, I did the project already. But I thought it was a group project?”

   “It is. But I wanted to do it on my own. Working in groups are a pain. I do most of the work anyways for every project. My classmates are just lazy asses.”

   “Smart choice.” I think for a bit.

   “Maybe...you should do the human race. We don’t hear about them often, now do we?”

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TC: h=owdy fr=om several h=ours in the future

MD: What are you doing se:veral hours in the future?

MD: This is Cyrrus, by the way. I'm uh MD: Tallow's friend. MD: My palmhusk came in.

SA: im dead and I'm back at my hotel. starving.

AH: what, really, Prisma?

AH: did you not buy food?

VV: ♚ ~ Room service, Honeycomb. Room service...It'd be rather upsetting if you simply wasted away, yes?

AH: lmao I don't think he's _that_ stupid.

AH: Only someone who deserves to be culled anyway just sits there and lets themselves die.

VV: ♚ ~ Oh my! Such a strong opinion. But I guess one so well suited for this world like a blueblood would have the most reasonable views on the matter anyway. Survival of the fittest and all that!

TT: hah The fu(\/)king nerd forgoT To eaT

AH: He was a little fucking busy.

AH: Also where the fuck have you been, it's been forever.

VV: ♚ ~ So many royal hues tonight oh my. hehe I'd say it's an honor but I think we all know where the honors lie. With all of us. Naturally.

TT: iTs been a few days (\/)hill The fu(\/)k Tf ouT TT: why did you miss me so mu(\/)h

TT: lol whaT

VV: ♚ ~ hm?

VV: ♚ ~ I know you're wonderfully educated. I feel reiterating myself would simply be offensive.....What is your name? I don't particularly enjoy just typing 'TT' to someone of such standing.

TT: whaT is even ^ wiTh you like wiTh The (\/)rown and The royalTy Talk like whaT TT: i donT parTi(\/)ularly enjoy jusT Typing To you eiTher so i mean

VV: ♚ ~ It's called an aesthetic and image which I'm shocked you don't care about.

AH: what, really? I must've missed you then. And I didn't but I wondered if your dumb ass crawled off and died or something.

VV: ♚ ~ Ohoho

AH: why are you het up about the poncy rust, TT

AH: this chatroom has way worse dickbags

VV: ♚ ~ Perdia Averic's my name. I appreciate the observation but my name is much more delightful I think.

AH: Read that as Purrdia for five seconds. You're a meowbeast in my head now.

VV: ♚ ~ oh how cute I'm rather okay with this :3c A lovely one I hope, one of those long haired cuties.

AH: uhhh I was just thinking like, a generic cat, I'm not that great with animals.

AH: what kind are you talking about. because I don't know fuck shit about cats, honestly. They eat squeakbeasts and roll around in catnip. That's it.

VV: ♚ ~ A long haired, cutey one it is. I got one for my dearest, Dolora recently here they look like this.

_VV has sent meowmeow .jpg_

SA: cats are much more precious than that.

RS: | Dolora has a Meowbeast | ? | How Charming |

SA: No, Sipara's comment about emerel and pheres banging and Hadean's kink 101 lessons quite did me in.

AH: Oh that's kinda cute.

VV: ♚ ~ Ah! I'm glad the darling honeycomb didn't expire.

SA: I don't want to eat anymore.

SA: ever, actually.

AH: ...their WHAT now

RS: | I didn't Think He wa the Ty

AH: never mind

RS: | What |

AH: I don't wanna know

VV: ♚ ~ And yes my dearest Dolora has a meow-beast. A lovely troll named Steamy said I should get it for him. So he is less lonely when I can't be around.

AH: lol, STEAMY?

VV: ♚ ~ Also....Prisma excuse me but what

AH: What kind of name is that.

RS: | Yes | I think | I am Going to Ignore That as Well |

RS: | Because I also Do Nott WAnt to Know | Frankly |

RS: | Tell Us about Your Cat | =:B | ! |

AH: also lmao at Hadean. I bet he's a total virgin.

AH: It'd explain his bad mood.

VV: ♚ ~ I think the blue blood here is much more interested in intimate details of others than a purrbeast. 0:

VV: ♚ ~ I haven't a clue as to what sort of name that is for a Madam but it was the one I was given so Steamy it is. Is your name any better for that matter though? I'd truly love to know it, as it's only polite seeing as I've given my own~

AH: what, mine?

VV: ♚ ~ I'd say no the other AH initial having blue blood, but I really do admire your boldness! So yes you deary.

AH: Idk, maybe you were talking to Pheres, I don't know your life.

AH: I'm Gliese.

WC: ~(Hello hello ^_^)

AH: well somebody's cheerful.

WC: ~(Wait did someone say my name?)

AH: cull an enemy or something?

WC: ~(I still regret giving you the idea for that poor cat) WC: ~(Is it at least getting fed?)

WC: ~(Haha, no. I'm just like this, I guess!)

AH: oh my god

VV: ♚ ~ Please to meet you Gliese-- VV: ♚ ~ No no it's a great cat!! It's being extremely well taken care of. I LOVE Prince Player Slayer.

AH: Your lusus actually named you _Steamy._

AH: ahahaha oh my god

VV: ♚ ~ And I'm sure Dolora does as well

WC: ~(Prince what)

AH: You named it fucking _Player Slayer_.

AH: That's the stupidest thing ever, I'm laughing my face off.

VV: ♚ ~ PRINCESS Player Slayer.

WC: ~(Well isn't that a bowl and a half of sugargrubs)

AH: bowl and a half of idiot crazy, lmao.

SA: what does being a "total virgin" have to do with someone's ... mood..

SA: I too am a "total virgin" and it doesn't change the fact i've been lobotomized.

WC: ~(Oh, it's just a silly insult!) WC: ~(There's really no problem with being the not pailing type!)

SA: I ordered sushi.

AH: I was joking, Prisma

SA: again.

AH: jeez

SA: I don't believe you.

VV: ♚ ~ Yes, Prisma, has the right idea. Being judgmental of my darling Princess is not a thing to do.

VV: ♚ ~ Who apparently has many things also going on . Enlightening.

AH: oh come on I _know_ Hadean's grumpiness just comes from his inherent trash fire of a personality, not a lack of being laid

SA: He isn't a trash fire. I rather like him.

AH: Oh I think he's great

SA: You on the other hand are another story.

AH: but he's a total trash fire

SA: My little princess, I'm sorry I kept disappearing on you,

WC: ~(Who's Hadean again?)

SA: I'm happy to have finally seen you.

SA: You are very cute.

VV: ♚ ~ Oh~? A trash...fire...sounds interesting.

WC: ~(I can barely keep up with all these names!)

AH: he's ID on here, redblood dude, professional food moocher and picker of stupid fights.

VV: ♚ ~ Thank you ❤ I thought so as well. You're just as handsome as your picture was. A pleasant surprise with how many simply lie.

VV: ♚ ~ Define a stupid fight. I want to know more now!

SA: a fight not unlike the one I was in with...

SA: I've forgotten their name 😦

WC: ~(ID? What?)

WC: ~(Wait that's right)

WC: ~(Different ID)

Sa: and of course. I have nothing to gain by lying to you about my looks 😃

SA: did you have fun at the fair?

AH: What, didn't you hear? He fought a jadeblood dude. a.k.a MN. a.k.a Emerel

AH: They both fucked each other up.

WC: ~(Oh my god) WC: ~(Are they okay?)

AH: Idk, haven't seen Em yet, but Hadean's fine...ish.

AH: ...I want to see Em, but I don't think they'd want me around.

AH: Which fair I guess.

RS: | That is About Right |

SA: Emerel is signifiantly less fucked up, but they still look like trash.

RS: | You had Plenty of Opportunity to Visit After the Fight |

SA: but I only saw them briefly

RS: | But He is Recuperating |

RS: | So | No | No Visitors | =:) |

VV: ♚ ~ A jade blood, oh my.

VV: ♚ ~ Sorry Honeycomb, I did have loads of fun but I'm rather intrigued by this supposed blood lust that has happened oh my!

AH: Oh please, Pheres, like you weren't freaking the hell out. And you wouldn't have let me in anyway. You don't have to pretend.

AH: I get it.

SA: it was exciting until it turned into a fight to the death.

SA: then it was less exciting.

RS: | Am I Pretending | ? | I thought I Said Outright | You are Not Wanted as a Visitor | =:? |

WC: ~(How awful) WC: ~(I certainly hope he recovers soon!)

AH: You said I could have visited after the fight, but I know full well that wouldn't have gone well.

AH: But it's fine. I'll see him later.

AH: I'm just glad he's recovering.

VV: ♚ ~If It was as deadly as is being told I truly wonder if a speedy recovery is possible?

RS: | Oh | Please | RS: | We have No Idea How that Would've Gone | Given You were Busy Fussing over Hadean |

SA: :3c

AH: Uh, yeah, considering he was in trouble.

RS: | But | Let's not Drag Out a Fight Into Public Like This |

WC: ~(Is this really what you want to fight about?)

RS: | It's Unbecoming |

VV: ♚ ~ No, no. It gives some good unbiased opinions on the matter!

VV: ♚ ~ There's two sides to every story and all that of course

WC: ~(Perdia. I don't feel like unbiased is the word you're looking for)

VV: ♚ ~ Oh but it is I promise!

RS: | Hahaha | Do You Constitute as Unbiased | ? | =:P |

WC: ~(Somehow I don't feel like unbiased is in your vocabulary)

AH: Sure there is, but your eagerness makes me kinda uncomfortable.

VV: ♚ ~ I have no idea who anyone or anything is. I have no bias. Negative.

VV: ♚ ~ Pure minded as they come!

WC: ~(Uh uh)

AH: So whatever, I guess.

WC: ~(Speaking of, why ARE you fake dating your matesprit?)

AH: wow.

WC: ~(What do you get out of that in terms of benefits?)

RS: | Perhaps I will Give You the Details in Private | Then |

RS: | In the Name of Gaining Relevant Second-ha | RS: | Hahaha | Heavens |

AH: one door closes another opens I guess.

VV: ♚ ~ I must admit the eagerness is in partial that I haven't had a particularly interesting--- VV:♚ ~ Excuse me

VV: ♚ ~ He is NOT fake

RS: | Who is Your Matesprit | Again | ? |

VV: ♚ ~ You can ask Dolora himself of our status!

SA: but little princess, that just means we can sabotage all of it.

WC: ~(You weren't exactly...good at hiding the fact that you don't care much about him)

RS: | Oh | ! | Dolora | ! |

AH: hahah wow

RS: | How Charming |

AH: who the heck is Dolora

VV: ♚ ~ I purchased him a meowbeast, to make up for my absence. I care a LOT about him

SA: Oh, perdia you have a matesprit?

RS: | She Does | ! | Evidently |

VV: ♚ ~ I do.

WC: ~(No, you got it to torture him)

WC: ~(I was there, remember?)

VV: ♚ ~ I did nothing of the sort.

WC: ~(Uh huh)

SA: Oh, that's exicitng news.

SA: I didn't know that.

WC: ~(If you say so >-> )

SA: 😢 now you will never truly be my little princess 💎

VV: ♚ ~ It's incredibly exciting and romantic and pleasurable. Being accused of anything less of my dedication to him it's rather upsetting--

SA: I'm teasing.

WC: ~(If you say so, dear.)

VV: ♚ ~ Ah! You almost had me Honeycomb

SA: If she says it';s romantic and pleasurable and exciting and she says she's faithful

SA: then she's faithful.

SA: why antagonize her furhter.

RS: | Oh | Don't Worry | Prisma |

RS: | Teasing or Not |

SA: Why so, Pheres?

RS: | Young Love is Rarely a Lasting Thing | =:B | Give It Five Sweeps |

RS: | I am Sure She will be There | To be Swept Off of Her Feet |

VV: ♚ ~ Hmph

SA: then what's your current relationship?

RS: | | I am Teasing | By the Way |

AH: lmao I side with Pheres on this one.

TT: i swear To fu(\/)king god if anoTher shiTTy ass supporT main ruins anoTher one of my games i am going To piss on everyThing everyone loves and break someone's fooT.

AH: young quads are - LOL HI

TT: also whaT did i miss

AH: not much

AH: sounds like you've been having a hell of a time though lmao

VV: ♚ ~ Is there a plan to be sweeping me off my feet? VV: ♚ ~ Ah, the crabby one has returned

WC: ~(Why don't you tell us how you really feel)

RS: | Hahaha | Unlikely to Last Past Ascension | Given Our Castes | RS: | But You Know That | So It's a rather Unkind Thing to Bring Up | Prisma |

VV: ♚ ~ You sound the sort to piss on anything regardless of being angered enough to do so

RS: | Did I Upset You | ? | =:( |

SA: It was unkind of you to bring it up to perdia as a joke or not.

SA: feelings are very real, no matter how short they are.

SA: or how idealistic and naive.

TT: all i feel is anger and vinager running Through my veins

AH: you are not the dude I expected a defense of young love from, Prisma, so I admit this kinda throws me

WC: ~(Would you like a chocolate bar)

AH: what're you gonna do

AH: beam it to them through the internet?

SA: i find feelings to be very important, seeing as I cannot feel them myself

TT: my lusus Tells me To never Take (\/)andy from sTrangers when he was alive

TT: buT The biT(\/)h is dead so whaT flavor

RS: | Heavens | I did Upset You | RS: | My Apologies | ! | It was a Joke | One that She Herself did Not Appear to Take Remiss |

WC: ~(That wasn't literal, Gliese)

AH: Then how can you find them important if you don't feel anything.

SA: It's fine.

WC: ~(I don't even have any chocolate anyway!)

SA: I am calm.

VV: ♚ ~ I'm not, dearest Honeycomb. HAHA!

SA: like always 😒

TT: i haTe This (\/)haT everyone lies

WC: ~(I'm sorry you had a bad day) WC: ~(I hope it gets better!)

SA: You're not what--

RS: | Calm | ? |

VV: ♚ ~ Calm. but I also kid. I'm fine. It's fine.

SA: oh. Good.

VV: ♚ ~ Everyone's just so incredibly colorful here.

SA: this is good.

VV: ♚ ~ what isn't there to be calm about.

TT: IT WONT GET ANY BETTER IF THERE IS NO (\/)HO(\/)OLATE TT: (\/)(.w.)(\/)

SA: I'm always calm Pheres, that was the joke.

SA: Hah. I have gotten you.

SA: like you have gotten me.

RS: | | | | Haha | =:? |

WC: ~(Sorry! >=<)

VV: ♚ ~ Chocolate, rage and vinegar. You're going to keel over and have a pusher attack at this rate my god.

WC: ~(My matesprit brought me some earlier but I kind of....ate it...all of it.......)

TT: i am like eighT i (\/)anT die so TT: anyway ThaT is unforTunaTe if They really loved you They wouldve given you more (\/)ho(\/)olaTe

SA: food is the ultimate display of love.

AH: booooring

WC: ~(I think he was also being chased by angry bluebloods or something at the time) WC: ~(So I didn't see him for long)

AH: why not having cool adventures together as the ultimate display of love.

WC: ~(Oh, we do!)

AH: That wasn't at you but okay cool.

WC: ~(Whoops, sorry)

AH: good to know you're not totally boring

SA: Pheres, you called emerel habibi

SA: are you from that area?

SA: I speak that language.

RS: | Oh | ! |

RS: | Haha | Ah | Yes |

TT: The only boring one here is The one Talking abouT languages To be Tbqh

SA: and I don't care what you think since you're pissing on things that make you angry like a spoiled grub 😃

AH: Languages aren't bad.

WC: ~(I wish I had a crunchy chocolate bar to offer you)

SA: I didn't spend very long there, but I remember the ocean.

AH: Man, get the stick out of your bum, it's not even funny anymore.

SA: I wish I could go back.

RS: | Well | Why don't You | ? | It's hardly Moved | Haha |

TT: you wish you goT The sTi(\/)k in your bum ba(\/)k????

WC: ~(Scandalous!)

SA: i feel like if I did it would ruin the illusion. You know, like rosetinted classes.

SA: perhaps I'm only fond of it because I don't completely grasp it.

WC: ~((. ◕ o ◕.))

SA: Do you visit it, very often?

RS: | The Ocean is Nice | Ah | My Hivestem was Farther In-land than That | But | RS: | I Saw It as an Adolescent | It | - | RS: | Hahaha | Glasses | =:B |

SA: Oh.

SA: yes, glasses.

MD: Hello.

SA: 😊

RS: | Mm | ! | Meukit Lives in Hanhai | Which | is One of the Northern Regions | of the Southern Hemisphere | RS: | So I Visit It Frequently |

RS: | I Suspect Yours may be Farther South | We've only Got a Touch of Coast |

MD: Coast where?

RS: | ? |

RS: | Oh | Ocean Coast | !|

MD: What does that look like?

VV: ♚ ~ Ah, nice, travel talk. I come back to more pleasant things. I'm so delighted~ VV: ♚ ~ Yes, do describe it in great detail. Make a slide show even, a full presentation.

SA: Meukit?

SA: Oh, it most likely was... I just remember a very large, gleaming city. It was like marble.

DD: A busy ᵰight full of oceaᵰ talk. Color ᵯe surprised.

SA: that was it, though. That and the ocean.

MD: Hello, Servitor.

VV: ♚ ~ Sounds incredibly lovely~ VV: ♚ ~ Servitor....?

RS: | Meukit | ! | cerebral Cottontail | He is on Here | Sometimes | He's got a Lovely Fashion Blog | RS: | And | Oh | That sounds Lovely | Yes | It was not Hanhai | Then | Haha | RS: | Our Cities are | Mm | | | Sooty | or Else | They're Temasek | =:B |

SA: Oh, is he perhaps the blue one?

AH: Frickin' clown-filled Temasek.

RS: | You should Visit Us | Then | RS: | It can Hardly Destroy Your Nostalgia |

DD: Ah. Hello agaiᵰ.

SA: perhaps I will. I want to travel.

RS: | But | Perhaps You will Find It Charming |

RS: | Mm | He is the Blue One |

SA: I've met him, briefly. I think...

SA: they were interesting to talk to.

MD: How is your lusus?

VV: ♚ ~ Allow me to join you if you do Prisma! I'm rather interested myself...and am in need of some proverbial leg stretching. Dense cities get to be too much often.

SA: Do you live in Provenence, Perdia?

SA: Pheres, do the cities there have the early markets? I've heard about them while reading about other cities.

DD: Sated for the ᵰight. Aᵰd how are you? Have you beeᵰ reflectiᵰg oᵰ what I told you before?

MD: Yes sir. MD: I think I':ve been doing well.

RS: | Yes | ! | We Do | Haha |

MD: Thank you for teaching me, sir.

RS: | All of the Cities Do |

DD: Well it's the least I caᵰ do. Are you acquaiᵰtaᵰces with the other trolls iᵰ this chatrooᵯ?

MD: I know Pheres.

MD: Hi Pheres.

RS: | | But | Oh | Hold On | RS: | I'm Sorry to Cut This Short | But | RS: | There is Something I Need to Deal Wit | ? | ? |

SA: do they? That's amazing... I need to acquire fresh dates. We had dates, I think. Perdia, we could go to the market and get dates.

SA: Oh, yes.

SA: take care, Pheres.

MD: Oh MD: Bye.

RS: | Hello | ! | RS: | Ah | Forgive Me | I'm not Placing a Name to Your Handle |

MD: It's Cyrrus.

RS: | Oh | ! |

RS: | Cyrrus | ! |

RS: | Hello | =:B | How are You | ? |

MD: Pretty good! Tallow isn't hurt today.

DD: Ah. The ᵯarooᵰ is Pheres. I see.

MD: So it's a good day.

DD: Well. Oᵰe of the ᵯarooᵰs.

RS: | | Wait | No | RS: | Ahh | Let Me Message You Later Tonight | ! | And We will Talk | I Promise | RS: | I need to Check on Emerel | =:( | My Sincere Apologies |

MD: What happened to Emerel?

MD: Is he okay?

VV: ♚ ~ I do not reside there but further inland actually Prisma!! VV: ♚ ~ Oh more guests~

RS: | Later | ! | I will Tell You Later | Haha |

MD: Okay

MD: See ya

VV: ♚ ~ Tah,tah~

SA: Further inland... That would be easy for me to reach. We could tour provenance if you would like.

DD: I hope I didᵰ't frighteᵰ hiᵯ off. ᵯarooᵰs caᵰ be so delicate.

MD: No MD: Emerel is his matesprit.

SA: I think Pheres is stronger than that.

MD: Did something happen? Does anyone know?

VV: ♚ ~ !! I'd adore that. Ballet is having some off time anyway, I should take hold of the opportunity. VV:♚ ~ I'm rather unsure actually if anything happened....Citrus was it?

MD: Cyrrus.

DD: Aᵰd Eᵯerel is...?

MD: His..matesprit. He's green.

MD: I don't know much else.

MD: He mostly talks to my friend more than he does me.

VV: ♚ ~ Oh that makes much more sense then. I'd have thought you wouldn't match such a fruit name after all.

DD: Ah. Hᵯ. Well good for the ᵯarooᵰ. Pheres. I'ᵯ sure greeᵰ is a good step for hiᵯ.

DD: Is the other ᵯarooᵰ botheriᵰg you ᵯD? Or. Cyrrus I suppose.

MD: I'm not : very fruity, no. MD: Whoops.

MD: Ah MD: It's okay. I don't mind.

VV: ♚ ~ Other maroon...

DD: Hᵯ. Well, if you say so. Yes, you. You're the other ᵯarooᵰ.

VV: ♚ ~ Excuse me, my higher hued companions, but I'd truly appreciate my name. Here! Let's start this over with proper introductions. VV: ♚ ~ Perdia Averic, pleased to make your acquaintance~

VV: ♚ ~ There~ Now I'm not just 'another maroon' I'm _a particular maroon_.

MD: Uh MD: Nice to meet you.

DD: Hᵯ. You ᵯay call ᵯe Servitor. Particular ᵯarooᵰ Perdia.

VV: ♚ ~ Charmed I'm sure, Cyrrus and Serpintine.

VV: ♚ ~ Oop! I meant Servitor.

MD: Now you're just doing this on purpose.

VV: ♚ ~ Had my nails done today it makes typing tricky at times haha

VV: ♚ ~ I truly apologize from the bottom of my pusher.

DD: Lowblood two-facedᵰess is ᵰot welcoᵯe. Try to keep your ᵯaᵰᵰers.

VV: ♚ ~ Not two faced at all I assure you! A singular face truly trying their best at the moment dearest seadweller. VV: ♚ ~ I take great pride in my appearance so really, I do mean that my nails can make it...rather difficult to type. VV: ♚ ~ You'd be astonished just how untrustworthy talk-to-text programs can be.

MD: That's how you actually talk???

DD: ᵯᵯᵯ. I suppose you ᵯust treasure your looks while they reᵯaiᵰ.

VV: ♚ ~ Do you mean my speaking pattern or something else darling?

VV: ♚ ~ If it's the speaking then why shouldn't I put on my best voice for such high company?

MD: You uh MD: Uh.... MD: Not to be rude, but you sound like the overmade villianess in a story.

DD: Cyrrus. Have you ᵰot experieᵰced a lowblood tryiᵰg to please?

D: I ᵯust adᵯit. Soᵯe do a lot better thaᵰ others. But the poor thiᵰg is tryiᵰg.

MD: Of course I ha:ve.

VV: ♚ ~ My apologies if it comes across as such! -- I am no poor thing however I assure you.

MD: I just ha:ven't run into anyone this bad at it.

VV: ♚ ~ Mmmm I do have eyes I can read just as well as you can.

DD: Of course you areᵰ't, Predie.

MD: Perdia, this isn't a good place for you. MD: You should lea:ve.

VV: ♚ ~ I'll admit you both may be a tad correct however in it not being the right approach! It's enough for cooler hues but not ones of such a cooled hue such as yourselves. VV: ♚ ~ I'm staying.

AH: oh my god

AH: fucking fishfaces

AH: lol yeah fight the power

D: ᵰow Cyrrus, doᵰ't be rude.

VV: ♚ ~ Perdia. Perdia. Not Predie, however close to pretty that name is.

VV: ♚ ~ I know for a fact you can read and write, despite what you're showing me right now.

AH: idk Perdia maybe they're just really good at faking

MD: Sorry sir. MD: Sorry Perdia.

VV: ♚ ~ I've seen better faking from a wriggler pretending to rest.

AH: lmao wow

VV: ♚ ~ Am i wrong in my statement?

AH: probably not lol

DD: Ah. The little ᵯarooᵰ has teeth wheᵰ it coᵯes to a keyboard. How quaiᵰt.

VV: ♚ ~ Perdia.

AH: you do know you sound like a huge tool right.

MD: I...don't actually know why you keep talking about your reading abilities? MD: You just said you were on chat to text!

AH: Not saying her name doesn't make you look powerful or cool, pinky.

AH: You just look like a dick.

DD: I suppose that ᵯakes you. Brave by calliᵰg ᵯe Piᵰky theᵰ?

AH: If you get off on intentionally being an ass because society lets you then you're just pathetic lmao.

AH: It's not brave if I'm just calling it like I see it lol.

MD: Can we stop fighting please?

AH: what, haven't got the stomach for it

VV: ♚ ~ I am on chat to text but I DO read the screen. It's a program where i push ONE button instead of the many on my keyboard then SPEAK so it may type for me.

VV: ♚ ~ Fighting looks much worse dearest I assure you. A little harmless disagreement is all that seems to be. Any of this really.

AH: lmao yeah

DD: Really Cyrrus, this isᵰ't a fight. You're a tiᵯid thiᵰg, areᵰ't you?

MD: No sir. MD: It just seems like a wasted effort to argue in a public chat.

VV: ♚ ~ I think we're bonding!

DD: Yes. Boᵰdiᵰg.

AH: lmao, Cyrrus, the point of the internet is for public arguing

AH: duh

DD: Pretty ᵯuch. Though it's a bit less fuᵰ wheᵰ you just drag it out aᵰd shiᵰe a spotlight oᵰ it.

VV: ♚ ~ See! All normal. Nothing to fluff your gills over. Or what have you that seadwellers do!

MD: I don't fluff my gills.

MD: They don't even ha:ve fluff.

VV: ♚ ~ Fluff doesn't pertain only to fur or actual fluff, honey.

MD: Tell me about seadweller gills, please, Perdia.

VV: ♚ ~ Simply to create volume etcetera

AH: lol I guess if fish know anything they probably know their own shit

DD: Soᵯe seadwellers have filaᵯeᵰts that are rather flashy.

VV: ♚ ~ Do you actually want me to talk about seadweller gills? I'd feel like a professor of some sort if I lecture.

MD: I didn't get that one. Just normal gills.

VV: ♚ ~ I know they're a weak spot for some and an EXCITING spot for others.

DD: Geᵰerally the surface seadwellers ᵯoreso thaᵰ the deeper oᵰes.

VV: ♚ ~ And that's my knowledge on that.

MD: Gross

VV: ♚ ~ I won't correct you on that.

AH: oh my god wow

AH: boy am I being _educated_ tonight

VV: ♚ ~ That was my exact reaction learning such a thing too!

AH: Lmao

AH: I'm sure it was

DD: I would chaᵰge it to a weak spot for all really though.

VV: ♚ ~ Not even from hearsay at that! You try having a nice meal with a seadweller and learning such a thing.

VV: ♚ ~ How can gills be a weakspot for all if we lower hues don't even have gills.

DD: All those with gills, ᵰaturally.

VV: ♚ ~ If you attack hard enough anything and anywhere can be a weakspot I'm sure. Which is easy for anyone brutish enough!

MD: How about we just make it a nothing spot and lea:ve it at that

DD: I'ᵯ sure you could teach us all about brutishᵰess Perdia.

VV: ♚ ~ A primeballerina wouldn't know anything of the sort beyond brutal practices.

AH: lmao yeah pull the other leg

AH: dancing can be deadly as hell

AH: comballet never stopped being a thing

DD: Hᵯ. You are the secoᵰd lowblood I have spokeᵰ to iᵰ here that practices ballet.

VV: ♚ ~ Oh don't go and give all the secrets away shhh~ ❤

SA: i apologize I fell asleep.

SA: what have i missed.

VV: ♚ ~ I'm being bullied by seadwellers. It was truly awful.

AH: yeah they were dicks

AH: well mostly the fuchsia

AH: violet here seems more confused than anything

MD: Hey

MD: What did I e:ven do to you?

SA: Oh.

AH: nothing that's why you get 'confused' instead of 'douchebag'

SA: 🤺 i will fight.

DD: Bullied ᵰow. Hᵯᵯ. Truly I aᵯ sure you are cryiᵰg your eyes out.

VV: ♚~ Fight for my honor, my honeycomb prince :"(

AH: lmao

DD: ...What's wroᵰg with this yellowblood?

AH: Prisma? He's a little weird, otherwise nothing

VV: ♚ ~ I am. But at least my makeup is all waterproof so nothing is ruined from it I simply look amazing as usual.

SA: What would you think is wrong with me?

SA: It's the least I could do, dear little princess.

AH: lmao he's a fish probably thinks we're all wrong for not kissing his feet

VV: ♚ ~ ✨

SA: I still have plenty leftover from my last duel for your honor.

DD: ...AH. Is this... Roleplayiᵰg...?

AH: HA

AH: no, we'd have to have

AH: what's his face

SA: No, we are simply being silly.

AH: Tallow?

AH: We'd have to have him in here, that's when roleplay hour happens

DD: I see.

VV: ♚ ~ I'm never silly, simply....mmm...less than genuine for the sake of fun. There that makes it sound classier.

MD: He's sleeping.

SA: I don't kiss anyone's feet, also.

SA: Hyperbolic?

AH: lol yeah

VV: ♚ ~ Yes!

AH: who would _actually_ kiss someone's feet

AH: that's totally stupid

VV: ♚ ~ Oh you'd be surprised.

DD: I would rather you didᵰ't. Seeiᵰg as how I aᵯ at least 500 feet uᵰderwater. I thiᵰk it would be hard for you.

AH: oh god don't fucking tell me if people do

AH: I don't want to know

AH: god you're worse than Prisma, at least he has a sense of humor

VV: ♚ ~ I'll not tell you then!

AH: I've been saved

AH: praise be to mother grub

SA: in Hadean's world that may be part of Kink 101

AH: AUUUUUUGH

SA: I will not let this go, I am so very upset.

DD: ...I... Hᵯ.

VV: ♚ ~ Kink 101...

AH: I'm gonna get him just for saying that. I'll buy him a hamburger and then _throw it away in front of him_

SA: cover your ears, princess.

AH: just to get revenge

VV: ♚ ~ I'm well ahead of you I'd truly rather not know oh my

DD: I do ᵰot. Thiᵰk I waᵰt to kᵰow about laᵰddweller kiᵰks.

AH: why are seadweller ones better

AH: and don't you dare fucking answer

AH: because I've never wanted to know anything less in my life

AH: but since you seem allergic to jokes

AH: I figure I'd better fucking clarify

MD: Why are we talking about peoples' kinks?!

D: Well. Siᵰce you said ᵰot to.

MD: How is that not pri:vate?!

AH: oh my god, what are you, 6?

DD: I could reveal soᵯe of the ᵯysteries.

AH: _No_

MD: Does it matter?!

DD: (c:)

AH: lmao you're being a weenie so yes but no seriously I am so gone if pinky starts revealing his true nature as a pervert

MD: Why are you obesessed with public kinks? MD: Are YOU going to go and trigger peoples' kinks?!

AH: oh my GOD I was KIDDING

MD: KID BETTER

VV: ♚ ~ Aw a 6 sweep old!! Hello darling aren't you precious. Oh I simply must turn the other cheek here, adorable. Really. Grubby I'm sure but adorable.

MD: No, I'm not 6.

DD: I aᵯ ᵰot goiᵰg to reveal aᵰythiᵰg. But it is fuᵰ. Kiddiᵰg.

AH: MAYBE GET OFF PUBLIC SERVERS UNTIL YOU'RE AT LEAST 8?

SA: 😂

MD: I didn't e:ven say I was.

AH: YEAH WELL THE EVIDENCE IS STACKED AGAINST YOU PAL

VV: ♚ ~ Oh boo. So you're just childish? Ahhh how utterly dissapointing.

SA: i love being facetious it went over 50% of the heads in this chat.

SA: i can rest well tonight.

DD: I'ᵯ coᵰcerᵰed there's soᵯethiᵰg wroᵰg with that yellowblood.

SA: I'm concerned that you find me concerning. I'm quite well, thank you.

VV: ♚ ~ I'm gravely concerned there's much more wrong with you and your friend .

SA: I do not need your concern nor do I want it.

SA: I agree with Perdia.

DD: Well we ᵯust agree to disagree oᵰ which side is coᵰcerᵰiᵰg I suppose.

AH: spoilers it's you

D: Agree to disagree. (c:)

VV: ♚ ~Being stubborn isn't very royal like you know~

TC: evenin all

MD: Hi.

TC: h=owdy

SA: i still wish to know what you find so concerning about me.

DD: ...Stubborᵰᵰess keeps throᵰes, soᵯe would say.

SA: most people think I'm a fucking delight.

DD: You appear to fall asleep at. Raᵰdoᵯ? Aᵰd scrolliᵰg up I saw ᵯeᵰtioᵰ of a lobotoᵯy?

VV: ♚ ~ Evening~

SA: Oh.

SA: Hah.

SA: I get tired very easily.

MD: Um, please excuse the concerned chat. MD: It's :very...concerning.

SA: Hadean isn't here to stop me from dumping my life story.

AH: yeah he just passes out but he's fine

SA: So I will exercise caution.

SA: and do it myself.

SA: 😃

VV: ♚ ~ Oh jolly, story time~

AH: lmao

DD: As far as I'ᵯ aware, ᵯost lowbloods do ᵰot get parts of their thiᵰkpaᵰs reᵯoved is all.

AH: it better be good, Prisma

AH: yeah well as far as I'm aware most fish don't start with thinkpans to begin with because they think money works instead

MD: !!!

MD: Why would you take out part of someone's thinkpan?!

AH: so what are we gonna do here

MD: I get it in a comic book but real life???

VV: ♚ ~ AH what was your name again? I need to take note not to forget. I really do enjoy your quips~

DD: I ᵯeaᵰ I would thiᵰk ᵯy fists work better thaᵰ ᵯy ᵯoᵰey. But I suppose you kᵰow best AH.

VV: ♚ ~ Kudos

AH: Gliese

AH: lmao that was weak but whatever

VV: ♚ ~ Maybe they lost their money....

SA: Oh, no.

MD: I'd rather talk it out.

VV: ♚ ~ And they only have fists to survive on...tragic.

SA: I'm not saying anything.

SA: for once.

SA; If you want to see it you can read the lowblood chat or scroll up.

SA; It's been there three or four times now.

VV: ♚ ~ I'm weeping once again from how depressing that thought is.

SA: I'm getting wiser.

DD: Oh. ᵰo. I have pleᵰty of wealth?

AH: lol, maybe I'll just ask Hadean

SA: Hadean better not tell you.

SA: or my little heart will be broken 😦

VV: ♚ ~ Are you never going to stop getting wiser, Prisma~?

AH: he'll probably tell me to fuck off

AH: let's be real

SA: I can be rather wise sometimes but usually I am rather mediocre.

SA: I am sorry, little princess.

SA: Maybe when I'm not very tired I will share.

SA: again..

AH: but then I can tell _him_ to fuck off and we can continue our beautiful bonding

TC: chats real busy this evenin

AH: lmao yeah thanks for the news captain obvious

TC: n=ot sure iffin i can keep up with all this chatter

VV: ♚ ~ No need to apologize my prince we can chat about lives and the like while traveling~

VV: ♚ ~ Do your best or just peruse, both are equally entertaining I assure you

MD: How are you tonight?

TC: if tha lowblood chat tweren't so empty all tha time I'd just linger there

TC: im d=oin just fine

SA: but then how would we get these lovely seadwellers here.

TC:fergetin my =own quirk is all

VV: ♚ ~ You seem unique enough with out it. Don't worry

MD: I'd talk to you in the lowblood chat if I could but MD: Well I could log into Tallow's account MD: He's not :very good at passwords

TC: i just pulled in ta the faire actually TC: im a bit late

MD: We were there earlier! MD: In fact, we're not far away still. MD: We ha:ven't made it home yet.

MD: It was really fun, though.

VV: ♚ ~ Oh look at you! You do have a friendly bone in that gelatinous body of yours! I'm absolutely stunned and delighted. VV: ♚ ~ Is it a one a day sort of use or were you simply grumpy?

VV: ♚ ~ It obviously had nothing to do with my own hue.

MD: Please lea:ve me alone, Perdia.

AH: lol wait

AH: you're at the ren fair?

AH: are you doing anything cool

AH: or are you just some lame kitschy souvenir merchant

VV: ♚ ~ I shant because you were rude to me earlier. I deserve and will take my revenge.

MD: And this is me hitting the block button that I just disco:vered.

VV: ♚ ~ Hmmm

VV: ♚ ~ I truly do despise when one is so hypocratic.

TC: i came ta d=o my usual TC: play a pleasant tune =or tw=o an maybe sell s=ome=one a quality hand made musical instrument

MD: Maybe we'll come back to hear you since we aren't far. MD: I'd ha:ve to wake up Tallow, though. He gorged himself on macarons and went to sleep.

TC: =ooh macar=ons

TC: well i'd be mighty flatterd if yall came back just ta hear me TC: id have ta play ya s=omethin real special

AH: lolwot, you're here too?

AH: figures

SA: I am...

SA: most likely going back to Provenence soon.

AH: what, not even gonna stay for Hadean?

AH: cold, Prisma

AH ...I'm kidding

VV: ♚ ~ Ohoho

SA: I would stay for Hadean and Sipara, or even Perdia, but I am also very tired and

AH: but at least say goodbye to the dude before you go

SA: I do not wish to be here if something else happens between Emerel and Hadean.

AH: LMAO

SA: I don't want to intervene.

ID: woowwwww what.

MD: Can someone please tell me what happened to Emerel?

VV: ♚ ~ Oh I'm no longer there, a costume is tedious to upkeep when it's so long .

SA: Of course I will tell Hadean goodbye. He is my friend.

AH: I'm not gonna let anything else happen between those two.

AH: God fucking help them if they try.

AH: OH SPEAK OF THE DEVIL

MD: Pheres didn't say he was okay and he normally would if he was, so what happened?

MD: Is he alright?

ID: damn right i'm the fucking devil.

AH: HAHAHAHA

ID: you chatty lil bitches. D:<=

AH: looooool

VV: ♚ ~ Ohohoooo

SA: 🎊

AH: yeah okay, this from the guy who runs his mouth 24/7 and has enough opinions to fill an entire gossip rag

SA: Emerel

SA: beat the shit out of Hadean.

SA: It was very bad.

ID: first things first- Emerel is fucking fine-ish. Because he's a fucking cheater.

AH: they kind of beat the shit out of each _other_ but yeah that's true

SA: But it is okay, because Hadean bea thte shit out of him too.

SA: and it was good.

AH: JINX

ID: two, wow what the fuck prisma I beat the shit out of him too!

AH: HAHAHAHA WOW

MD: Oh.... MD: Is Pheres okay?

AH: EVEN I DEFENDED HADEAN'S HONOR BETTER THAN YOU

AH: lmao he's fine

ID: it was very good.

SA: I just said that Hadean beat the shit out of him!

AH: prickly as ever

AH: so he's fine

AH: I know, I know, chill

MD: I'm glad. Pheres is our friend.

ID: damn right i did.

AH: It was just funny because I got there before you

VV: ♚ ~ Sounds like an eventful time has been had. Oho

SA: that was my single exclaimation point for the entire day now I have to wait to grow another.

ID: i shanked the fuck out of him. accidentally.

AH: oh _shit_

SA: you are ruining my fuck farm, Gliese.

AH: you used up your only one

AH: well damn, I guess I have to pay reparations now

ID: wait who taught prisma to swear.

AH: woe is me

ID: who is taking my darling boy's precious firsts from me.

VV: ♚ ~ Yes I'm wondering that too ID.

AH: probably the highbloods he grew up with we all have foul mouths

SA: ...

SA: What.

SA: Oh I've always known how to swear it is just usually polite to avoid it

AD: oO this chat is moving fast tonight~! Oo

SA: Why do you have unique swears to teach me, Hadean/

AD: oO that's new! Oo

SA: I am all ears, professor,

SA: Language 105.

AD: oO who's arguing tonight OuO Oo

ID: later pris.

VV: ♚ ~ You actually want to LEARN such a thing Prisma?

SA: No, I am being silly.

VV: ♚ ~ Ah, pity. There's some interestingly written on walls otherwise I could've shown you.

ID: uh. third. gliese i saw you being a shady twit and hauling my carcass off does not absolve you of that!

ID: so fite me you nubby bunny. =:P

SA: Perhaps next time, Perdia.

ID: ...also fourth what are you doing with the crown wench.

ID: pris is she taking advantage of you.

SA: who?

SA: Oh.

SA: little princess?

ID: yeah her.

SA: how so...

SA: She has been very polite and accomodating.

ID: has she asked you for anything?

SA: she even called me honeycomb prince because I didn't like mustard.

SA: ...I don't believe so?

VV: ♚ ~ Oh I hadn't realized you'd meant me I'm not a wench. Perdia. I prefer Perdia.

VV: ♚ ~ And I like it I think that's enough reasoning.

ID: hm. perdia i got my eye on you. don't mess with pris.

VV: ♚ ~ mess? How mess?

VV: ♚ ~ Me? Never.

ID: you know what i mean. so don't do it.

VV: ♚ ~ I adore him and his charms. I could never.

VV: ♚ ~ Would having your own crown make you happier?

ID: i don't need a crown to be a king.

VV: ♚ ~ I like that attitude.

SA: An entire royal court.

AD: oO crowns are so fun though! Oo

VV: ♚ ~ A good thought, unfortunatley I like the decorum of having one.

AH: lol come fight me at the banjo player's spot, Hadean, I'm listening to SICK TUNES.

AD: oO especially when they sparkle~ Oo

AH: oh hey Canela

AD: oO GLIESE!!! <333333 Oo

AH: what's up

ID: crowns are gaudy and only weaklings who need the power that an object can bring wear them.

SA: what about a tiara, Hadean.

AD: oO i just got done watching the joust thing! Oo AD: oO the one where people poke each other with pointy sticks! Oo AD: oO it was so fun! Oo

SA: much more secure and minimal.

VV: ♚ ~ Only Gaudy if you pick the wrong one!

ID: tiaras are just flimsier crowns.

SA: I'm buying one at the faire.

AD: oO tiaras are marks of pride Oo

SA: I will be pretty.

SA: since laedy refuses to acknowledge me as handsome.

VV: ♚ ~ Prisma get one yes! Let's match.

SA: I will pick the next best thing.

ID: ...pris you called lal ugly first i'm pretty sure.

AD: oO and even better, you can wear a tiara like a headband Oo

SA: Oh you're entirely right.

AD: oO which makes them infinitely better than crowns Oo

AH: you mean gouging chunks out of each other with lances, Canela?

AH: lmao

SA: Maybe I will get him a tiara too.

AD: oO yep! that one! Oo

AH: did anyone fall off their hoofbeast?

SA: do you think that will make him happy?

AD: oO i wanna try jousting someone! Oo

AD: oO sure did ~uO lots of people did! Oo

SA: I want it to have rubies on it.

ID: i think you buying him anything and telling him he's not ugly will make him happy.

AD: oO some guy got stabbed right through the shield too Oo

SA: Oh.

AH: Canela do you even know how to ride a hoofbeast

SA; that's much simpler.

AH: that's kind of important

ID: though i am firm in my belief that tiaras suck.

AD: oO i can learn! Oo

AH: okay fair

AD: oO you don't hatch knowing how! Oo

AH: do you have _time_ to learn though

AD: oO well.... Oo

VV: ♚ ~ So between tiaras and crowns which is better hm?

AD: oO probably not i guess...... Oo

AD: oO oh well Oo AD: oO maybe some other time Oo

AH: fuck 'em both, wear a flower crown

ID: neither. flower crowns are fine if you want to be palebait gliese.

AD: oO i saw some nice flower crowns at a stall back there Oo

VV: ♚ ~ It is getting warmer isn't it? A flower crown does sound rather fitting.

AH: fuck you flower crowns can be fucking intense

ID: intensely palebait-y.

AH: THORNS AND POISONOUS FLOWERS

VV: ♚ ~ Give me an example Gliese I want an intense one.

AD: oO gliese we should get flower crowns! Oo

AH: oh my god are you ever going to shut up about that

AD: oO and match! Oo

ID: yeah gliese. get a matching flower crown.

SA: Hadean is mad because I did not make him a flowercrown with the buoquet I got him.

SA: ...

AH: okay well if you have a crown with thorny roses, belladona, nightshade, and stinging nettles, _obviously_ that is a badass crown

AD: oO and she will look very intense in it Oo

AH: it could fucking kill someone

SA: ... What did I do with the buoquet did I leave it on the patio?!

AH: LMAO YEAH

AH: YOU CRACKED IT PRISMA

ID: like the person wearing it.

AD: oO maybe someone made a flower crown out of it Oo

AH: he wishes he was as stylish as me - lmao yeah

SA: no it was for Hadean!

SA: and i just left it there on Pheres's doorstep...

VV: ♚ ~ I shall get myself a belladonna flower crown for the season then it's settled. VV: ♚ ~ And oh my Prisma....

ID: i'm sure pheres won't fuck with it pris.

AH: yeah he probably just took it inside or whatever

AH: it's you, he doesn't have anything against you I think

SA: please don't poison yourself Perdia...

ID: yeah. he saw that you brought it. it'll be fine.

SA: I feel very silly... I never forget things.

SA: I'll come and get it tomorrow.

SA: where are you staying, Hadean?

ID: uhh a hotel. i don't remember the name.

VV: ♚ ~ Oh I won't. Others may have to worry but I'll be fine enough. But really that's all that matters I think! I'm fine.

VV: ♚ ~ A name of your place of staying is rather important.

AD: oO who's still at the faire? Oo

AD: oO i don't really want to leave until i have to myself Oo AD: oO it's so fun! Oo

ID: it's beneath me to remember.

ID: uh i'm at the fair.

SA: professor Hadean has much better things to do than remember his own address.

VV: ♚ ~ Is that so?

AD: oO what are you doing there? is it fun? Oo

SA: I will be at the faire for one more day, but that's it.

ID: i foguth a jadeblood and it ended in a tie i think.

SA: I am unsure who you are, AD.

VV: ♚ ~ I left but do hope the rest of you have a decent time.

ID: which was kinda fun if you like ties.

VV: ♚ ~ Do you like ties?

ID: fuck no am i a fucking wriggler ties are for two losers.

ID: but it is what it fucking is.

SA: If it helps any you still have honor 😦

AH: I'm still here lol

ID: honor and a whole lot of fucking pain. =:I it's no longer the floating too-much pain, it's the fucking everything hurts and i'm angry pain.

AD: oO oh i'm canela Oo AD: oO hi sa~ Oo

SA: do you need medicine?

SA: hello, Canela. I am prisma.

VV: ♚ ~ Let the anger fuel and heal you? I believe I've heard someone say that at sometime or another. Ah well you seem the strong type.

AD: oO hehe good to meet you~ Oo

ID: pris, drugs do nothing for me, remember?

SA: Oh. Yes.

AD: oO was that the fight where gliese's friend got hurt D: Oo

SA: I have some of my drugs if you would like to try those.

VV: ♚ ~ Are you TOO strong?

AD: oO both of her friends, actually! Oo

ID: if by too strong you mean too fucked up, yes.

ID: and yeah that was me.

ID: i was the rustblood if you didn't figure it out.

VV: ♚ ~ I didn't mean that but that answered that I suppose!

AD: oO ouch Oo AD: oO you stabbed the other guy too! i saw it! Oo

AD: oO that was kind of a scary fight Oo

ID: yeah. and i bashed him in the face with a brick. =>:D

VV: ♚ ~ A dirty fighter with resourcefulness.

VV: ♚ ~ That's interesting.

SA: 🏆

AH: I was gonna answer but I found Emerel's signmate and Hadean got there before me

SA: I still take offense to your tent threats.

AD: oO is emerel doing well now Oo

SA: emerel is fine. as disappointing as that is.

AH: He's recovering I'm told - hey

AH: Em is my friend

ID: oh yeah, emerel is doing fucking cheery.

AH: Badmouth him somewhere else

ID: nu-uh gliese, he pulled some shit tonight, he gets some nastiness.

AH: ugh whatever

AH: you're both dorks, I'm talking to Canela instead

AH: Canela, what else have you been doing

VV: ♚ ~ Hmmm. Sweet Honeycomb, Gliese,....Canela I believe and....well I think that's all. It's been grand but I've business to attend to. Have a delightful night all ❤

SA: sleep well, little princess.

ID: woowwwww fuck you too.

AH: lol was that to me or Perdia

VV: ♚ ~ ❤ hehe

AH: because honestly could be both

ID: ms. artificial sweetener.

AH: LMAO

ID: but also maybe both.

AH: oh shit, the suspense will keep me awake at day

AH: how will I live.

ID: y'know. fake sweet that'll probably give you tumours.

AH: LOL

ID: that's vv.

AH: I mean, I've met worse

AH: but lmao not gonna fight you there

SA: the likes of splenda and aspertame.

ID: damn right you ain't.

AH: LOL

ID: yeah. your buddy there is like splenda pris.

SA: What makes you think so?

ID: because we're both maroons.

ID: she's using one of the maroon tricks.

AD: oO hey don't make fun of gliese's friends Oo AD: oO SO not cool!!! Oo

ID: gliese was splenda your friend.

ID: because if so, i'm gonna be hella disappointed.

AD: oO mostly i've just been walking around the cute little shops everywhere! Oo AD: oO i even got some new clothes out of it hehe~ Oo

AH: lmao, let me put it this way

AH: I'd take her over the fish

AH: and she wasn't that bad I guess

ID: ...the fish is. ad?

AH: but she's not like

AD: oO oh Oo

AD: oO okay Oo

AH: okay wait no

AH: not you Canela

AH: there was this fuchsia dickhead in here earlier

AD: oO i thought i did something wrong there! Oo

ID: oh. okay. so this fish is okay?

AH: and they were being a total prick - nah sorry

AH: Canela's cool

AH: like, the only cool violet I know

AD: oO <3333 Oo

ID: /oh/.

ID: well. good on you for aiming high there gliese.

SA: oh, you mean the one that kept saying I was concerning and strange?

AH: yeah that asshole

AD: oO you seem quite lovely to me! Oo

PR: Hey everyone

SA: do maroons usually try to trick people into giving them things?

ID: well don't worry pris, you're strange but we're all pretty fucking strange here.

SA: oh, thank you both.

SA: it warms my heart.

ID: maroons that are flatscans will try and latch on to a sparker for protection, yeah.

ID: oldest trick in the book, get someone to fight your battles for you.

SA: does she know my psionics though or just that I have them. I do not remember.

SA: has someone done it to you, Hadean?

SA: hello, PR

ID: i mean, they've tried before. but when you know what to look out for, it's pretty easy to avoid.

PR: If someone's 𝞃rying 𝞃o use you for psi, jus𝞃 give em a li𝞃𝞃le zap PR: Or wha𝞃ever you can do

ID: i'm backreading and you're going to travel with her pris?

AH: lmao, seriously?

AH: that's fucking sad, I know a flatscan rust but she never did that

ID: pris doesn't do much zapping. uh. pr.

AH: because even though she's a total ass she's not a weakling like that

SA: I may, I don't know. I would like to travel, but not alone.

SA: I do much more throwing. But it makes me tired and hurt

ID: hey, some rusts can only get by off of mooching off those with power. that or they get taken advantage of.

SA: what did you do when you found out?

PR: 𝞃ha𝞃's why I added "or wha𝞃ever"

ID: uhhh let's not talk about the past too much pris.

SA: oh. Alright

AD: oO ahhhh this dress is adorabubble~ Oo AD: oO i think i love the faire clothes! Oo

ID: but yeah. some maroons act meek and mild. roll over and hope they're not worth bothering to cull. and some just try to round up some poor suckers to take punches in their place.

ID: the bottom is a sucky cut-throat place sometimes.

SA: 😦 I wish I could protect more people

ID: ...pris that was not the lesson to take away from this.

SA: was the actual lesson to be wary and concerned about the people I meet who are overtly nice to me for seemingly no reason?

ID: /yes/.

PR: Oh 𝞃ha𝞃's a good lesson 𝞃o learn!

SA: what if I do both. Could I protect you and Sipara and Perdia?

SA: and be worried about taken advantage of by everyone else

SA: it is a formidable lesson

ID: me and sip take care of ourselves.

ID: perdia is one of the ones who you need to be wary of!

SA: but I want to believe she is genuine.

SA: I almost used a fruit emoji

SA: I am not used to knowing people who readily turn down my helping.

ID: i mean of course you do, you're like a freshly pupated wriggler in your hopes of everyone being wonderful and having your best interests at heart, but...

ID: buddy. most people suck.

PR: Aww

ID: and most of them will stab you in the back if it means they get something out of it.

SA: I can take them

PR: 𝞃ruuuueeeeeee

SA: but I will be more careful

SA: 😄

AH: I _guess_ but mooching off another lowblood seems dickish.

AH: mooching off highbloods, fine, we can handle it

AH: but trying to mooch off another rust just because they have powers seems assy unless you're also contributing somehow

ID: =:/ some of them make you want to stab yourself in the back just to make them smile too pris. and you're a good target for that.

SA: ...

SA: but you wouldn't do that, right

SA: 😖

ID: what. /no/.

AH: Hadean is not that particular kind of dick

ID: if i was gonna stab you i would've done it while you were napping.

AH: also sup Dahlia LMAO

SA: I would have woken up please do not that take as an invitation strangers in the chat.

AH: see?? he's good. in that department

PR: No𝞃 much, was dying of boredom!!!

SA: and irnwoild ahve veeb vad

ID: sorry to break your pumper btw gliese, but scamming highbloods isn't always an option.

AH: lol, you have nothing to fear from me, I don't care. hell I'd probably shiv someone who _did_ disturb you, Hadean would skewer me if I let you die

ID: like look at fucking. port port.

ID: damn right i would gliese, you both have to get along.

AH: and then I'd have to put up with his bitching

AH: which is horrible

AH: see???

SA: hello gliese.

AH: sup

SA: port port?

AH: Port Mina

AH: my ass end of nowhere desert town

ID: where gliese is like. one of three highbloods.

SA: I am glad you wouldn't take advantage of me, Hadean. 😃 I am also glad gliese would not attempt to kill me in my sleep

AH: yyyyup

ID: tons of lowbloods screwing over lowbloods there.

AH: four if you count the banker

AH: but who cares about the banker

SA: Eugh

AH: though even Lapyen's questionable, she's my friend and all but she works here way less now

ID: i'm here to make sure no one takes advantage of you pris. it's a tough job, but someone has to do it.

SA: perhaps one day if we all believe very hard I will be able to detect it myself

SA: actually that is a lie

SA: my clairvoyance allows me to detect immediate intention.

SA: but it does not work unless the person is actively trying to lie to me

SA: thank you, Hadean.

ID: i mean, anytime. and if the fake sugar bitch hurts you, i'll light her hive on fire.

AH: huh

SA: port Mina sounds like it may require help of some kind, Gliese.

AH: that's a weird kind of psi

AH: does sound handy in some cases though

AH: lmao Port Mina needs more help than anyone can give

PR: Wai𝞃, how far is por𝞃 por𝞃 from wai𝞃 shi𝞃

SA: please do not light her on fire. I think a slap on the wrist will be fine.

AH: don't waste your time worrying

AH: LIGHT HER HIVE ON FIRE

PR: I can'𝞃 remember 𝞃he righ𝞃 name

AH: LIVE YOUR DREAMS

ID: i'm lighting her hive on fire, not her.

ID: not my fault if she stays in the hive.

AH: _lmao_

SA: that isn't my only psionic, Gliese. I would have been a catastrophic failure if it were.

AH: ...why

AH: oh wait

SA: we'll ensure she's out of it please

AH: you don't wanna talk about it

SA: I am tired of talking about it. Yes.

AH: sure whatever

SA: but if I must I will

AH: nah I don't care

ID: man look at you go pris, not talking about- well.

AH: not like I enjoy _my_ psi

AH: do whatever lmao

SA: even better then.

ID: i will sit on my throne of best psi ever and throw beetles to you poor peasants. it's fine.

PR: La𝞃e, bu𝞃 I remembered how 𝞃o spell i𝞃

AH: Dahlia has best psi here

AH: plants forever

PR: How far is por𝞃 por𝞃 from Derevnya?

SA: when you are better. We should have a psionics fight.

SA: I bet I will win 💗

ID: uh pris i saw you need a nap after throwing some knives.

AH: LMAO

AH: I BET ON HADEAN

SA: but if Sipara gets worms maybe I will be better

AH: NO FUCKING QUESTION

ID: ...man pris don't talk about the worms.

AH: why, the worms are just worms

SA: oh. Okay

AH: what are you a weenie

ID: hush up gliese. it's just not info he needs to be talking about.

PR: Well aaaanyways, you guys know any good places for cake?

PR: Or like, swee𝞃breads

SA: I think someone in this chat is a baker

ID: there's a place in the greenblood circle that had good sweetrolls.

PR: Omg

AH: hope it's not the greenblood I just ran into because he looks sad as _fuck_

AH: and also just like Emerel

SA: clones?

PR: Well I live in 𝞃he middle of nowhere so i𝞃'd 𝞃ake a minu𝞃e 𝞃o go anywhere

ID: oh. yeah.

PR: Bu𝞃 a girl needs a swee𝞃bread, you feel me?

SA: I don't know what the prevalence of surviving identical twins is on alternia. I imagine it is low

AH: no lmao Prisma don't you know what signmates are?

SA: sweets are amazing ❤️

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AH: OH MY FUCK

SA: no, my sign only exists for me.

AH: ...HOW THE FUCK DID YOU GET AHOLD OF THAT

ID: magic.

AH: HOW DID YOU EVEN PUT IT ON

AH: _BULLSHIT_

SA: 😂

AH: COUGH UP

ID: carefully.

ID: sips got it for me.

PR: LOL

SA: he believed very hard

AH: lmao of course she did

ID: pheres owed me a shirt.

AH: fuckin Sipara

AH: PFFFT

ID: but he had to fucking emerel wrangle.

AH: I guess that's true

ID: so sips grabbed what would fit.

AH: LMAO yeah none of Pheres's shit would fit you he's no taller than I am

ID: and it's too much fucking effort to take it off so i'm wearing it until it rots off me or my wounds heal. whichever comes first.

AH: LOL

PR: Bru𝞃al!

ID: i mean we cut it up to get it on me so i doubt he'll want it back.

SA: why did you say that, now I have to get you clean shirts or at least something you can slip on

ID: i left my old shirt as payment.

AH: _lmao_ I'm sure he has more

AH: HA

AH: I bet he'll love it

SA: I'm sure 🙄

ID: i mean i think it got plenty of his blood and mine on it.

SA: he was loving it on the patio.

SA: I am swiftly becoming. Unpersonable. I will rest

ID: yeah well i hope you ate your sushi first.

SA: Hadean, I will bring you your flowers and shirts tomorrow.

SA: oh, yes.

SA: it was Jurassic park roll.

ID: alright- i have no idea what that means but okay.

SA: and salmon sashimi

ID: i will see you tomorrow, explain it then.

SA: I'll bring some

PR: Damn, you're ge𝞃𝞃ing spoiled!

ID: sure, i'll try anything once.

SA: goodnight, friend. Goodnight, Gliese

SA: goodnight PR

PR: Nigh𝞃!

ID: night pris.

ID: so pr, got a name.

PR: Dahlia

AH: Dahlia's cool

PR: 0;

AH: her psiionics are rad

ID: gliese your definition of cool is sometimes questionable.

ID: just saying.

ID: but nice to chat at you dahlia.

PR: Cool mee𝞃ing you 𝞃oo PR: Wha𝞃's your name, ID

ID: hadean.

PR: I'll remember i𝞃

PR: Bu𝞃 also my psi IS rad

ID: something to do with plants i think i saw earlier?

AH: my definition of cool is perfect fuck you

PR: Yep! PR: S𝞃andard florikinesis and more

AH: I know EXACTLY what is cool at all times

ID: uh-huuuuh gliese.

ID: huh. neat.

ID: i never remember the fancy word for my psi.

PR: Wha𝞃 can you do?

AH: Supreme Dork Powers

AH: that's its name

ID: Ergo...kinesis...?

PR: No clue lmao

ID: fuck off gliese, i'm the coolest.

ID: i make constructs out of energy.

AH: LOL yeah whatever helps you sleep at day

PR: Oh 𝞃ha𝞃's freakin swee𝞃

AH: look, it's better than my psi, but a rusty nail to the foot is better than MY psi

AH: yeah but he collapses like a wriggler afterwards

ID: let me get out the tiny violin.

AH: fuck you, I will steal your tiny violin and sell it

ID: fuck off.

AH: truth is pain

ID: let's see what you do when you overextend your psi.

AH: LMAO I KIND OF CAN'T

AH: THIS SHIT'S TOO JACKED

AH: I'D HAVE TO TRY AND CONTROL AN ENTIRE ARMY OR SOME SHIT

ID: get to it. hop hop.

AH: oh my god

AH: was that a hopbeast joke

ID: probably turn in to a vegetable if you did though.

AH: Hadean that's uncreative as fuck

ID: i mean it wasn't.

AH: good

ID: but now it is.

AH: I hate you

PR: Burnou𝞃 could happen

ID: =:P

AH: are you _actually_ sticking your tongue out

AH: I wanna see that happen

AH: just to see how dumb you'd look

AH: if you looked dumber than usual I'd fucking clap

AH: what an achievement

ID: ....girl you wear the ugliest poncho known to trollkind.

ID: you cannot judge dumbness.

AH: I'm actually gonna ditch that I think.

AH: not because it's ugly, fuck you

ID: praise be to whatever wretched god is listening.

AH: but because it has my old quad colors on it

AH: Kiiind of outdated - oh my god eat a bulge

ID: \o/

ID: that's me praising right there.

AH: OH MY GOD, I WILL _CHOKE_ YOU WITH IT HADEAN

AH: YOU WILL DIE SEEING THE PONCHO

ID: i'd fight with the strength of a thousand seadwellers to escape that fate.

AH: except you don't _have_ that dumbass

AH: you have the strength of one half-starved lunatic

ID: your poncho will inspire it in me.

AH: oh my god

ID: dahlia, back me up. it's an ugly poncho right?

AH: I will shove it down your throat - dahlia's never even seen me

ID: well trust me dahlia, gliese is a dork with an ugly poncho.

AH: trust me Dahlia Hadean is an idiot with dumb tattoos

ID: my tats are the coolest, your poncho looks like twelve generations of fleas live in it.

AH: your tats look like SHITTY CLOWN PAINT you fucking loser

AH: my poncho has never been anything but fucking pristine

AH: except for sand but I can't avoid that in the fucking desert now can I

ID: pristine garbage.

AH: is that your internet forum name

ID: left to rot in the desert for a perigee.

AH: you goddamn thin skinned pansy

ID: then pressed in to the form of a poncho.

AH: oh my GOD it's just A FUCKING PONCHO

ID: says the pansy defending her shitty poncho.

AH: ONLY BECAUSE YOU HAVE THIS WEIRD FUCKING FIXATION ON IT YOU GODDAMN SHITPAN

ID: worse fashion sense than pheres i'd almost say.

AH: Oh NO

AH: you did NOT just say that

AH: this means WAR

ID: 0=:)

ID: when i win the war can i burn the poncho.

AH: when you lose the war I will shove the poncho up your ass

ID: man you're just obsessed with shoving.

AH: you infected me because you shove so much shit into the world

ID: first down my throat, then up my ass.

AH: from both ends

ID: don't blame your depravity on me gliese.

ID: it's alllll you.

AH: I will blame _all_ depravity on you Hadean

AH: you are the source of it

ID: ms. 'hadean hasn't gotten laid'.

AH: oh my god it was a joke

ID: nope. i'm now pure as the fucking freshly fallen snow.

ID: you're a depraved monster.

SA: kink 101

AH: LMAO

AH: _DRAGGED_

ID: kink 101 was not putting things in a chute that didn't belong.

ID: like a poncho.

AH: _wow_ rhfvolkmjnfhgvuio

AH: god I hate everything right now

SA: 👌

AH: mostly you

AH: but also everything

ID: mostly yourself you mean.

ID: i'm innocent.

AH: fuck you, I'm not a goddamn angsty shithead

AH: that's for losers and wrigglers

AH: LMAO you're as innocent as a full grown subjug

ID: /wow/.

ID: stop bringing clowns in to this.

ID: i'm sorry i'm not indigo enough for you. =:(

ID: further depravity, gliese has a clown kink.

AH: oh my GOD NO

AH: NO NO NO NO NO

SA: 😩😴 what kink class is that

AH: god no I hate purples.

ID: uh-huh.

AH: they all fucking suck.

SA: at least a 300 course

AH: I don't even KNOW any purples.

ID: I saw the clown horn gliese.

AH: _Prisma_

AH: Prisma why

SA: I work for a number of them sometimes...

AH: lmao you have my sympathy

SA: because I just now put on my jammies and laid back down.

SA: and thus I am barely awake still to antagonize you

SA: they pay eell

ID: gliese is the head professor of clown kink university.

SA: my handler was an indigo. As well

Sa: but I dislike clowns

AH: I have never read a worse sentence in my life

AH: and I don't think I ever will

AH: wow

SA: clown kink university

SA: alma Mater

ID: she got her phD in juggalonomics.

AH: too busy dying to squash this garbage like it deserves.

AH: why

ID: secretly has a 'down with the clowns' tramp stamp.

SA: a minor in face paint interpretation. She secretly knows exactly what your tattoos mean and it's her favorite

SA: does it have a squeaky horn under the text

ID: of course. pointing down.

SA: 😳

SA: 😴

ID: ...did we break her.

SA: gliese come back

SA: we love you

ID: speak for yourself there pris.

SA: do you islike plaronic loce--

AH: I need to drink to forget

ID: drinking is how you got the tramp stamp to begin with gliese.

SA: whiskeyyy

AH: _god I hate you so much_

AH: you know what Prisma.

AH: that's a great fucking idea.

AH: IT'S WHISKEY HOUR.

AH: GOODBYE.

SA: tequila is what you drink to make mistakes

ID: man she's gonna wake up covered in face paint and smelling of faygo again.

SA: sticky with a cheap red wig

SA: 🎉🎉🎉

ID: ....y'know what, that's the perfect ending to this chat to make everyone curious enough to scroll up and read. gj pris.

SA: ❤️

SA: I can't keep my eyes open

SA: feel better Hadean

SA: 😴

ID: getting there. thanks pris.

ID: go sleep.

OA: :o)

OA: I'D LIKE TO CONFIRM THAT TRAMP STAMP IS absolutely ARt.

OA: cOMIC SANS AND EVERYTHING, JUST LIKE THE MESSIAH'S INTENDEd.

[bookreadalongs]

Wow, Lara J, I Get You

15:49 5/8/2017

85. All cutesy and smiles on the outside, but on the inside bitter thought. “I guess she didn’t think a girl like me could really shine at UVA.” 86. “He’s a Potter person, like us.” I thought it said “like the rest of us” and I was like yes! 87. I feel like Ravenclaw would suit Margot, but that’s because she’s a Ravenclaw…probably. LJ’s…very creative, but probably hufflepuff. I wouldn’t be surprised if she was Gryffindor…actually, she’s very scared about a lot of things. I don’t think she lets fear rule her life, but I think it does affect it (naturally) to a degree that she wouldn’t be Gryffindor. I’d love for Ravi to be Slytherin. Yo, where’s Josh going to school? 88. Dad didn’t think Margot would be the hardest to please, I bet. Lara Jean always chirps on about her mother. Margot did have he most time with her though… 91. I love the way they talk about their family. LJ said earlier– Tumblr is doing it again. Anyway, I’ll ignore it right now, just focusing on not making typos that I can’t see. LJ said they were a Butter in the fridge family. Same. Now, Margot says they are not a Fresca family. Love it. I never thought of our family this way, but everyone has their quirks. Family’s as a whole certainly do.

I can’t handle this. 15:59 can’t see

16:23 102. Me. I’m probably And Peggy, but I’d rather not condemn myself that way. 106. I remember how much I wanted Tia there when I found a prom dress…goodness gracious Tumblrr. Okay, I’ll switch to desktop 16:28 16:32 114. Okay, I caved. Peter is included in the proposal though! Like, woah! Would it be overkill if she said no? Like LJ’s rejection? She won’t though…just all of these expectations, planning the future around assumptions 116. AHHHHH I CAN’T THAT IS SO NICE PETER AND KITTY 121. That’s so embarrassing. I thought KITTY called her Tree because she was tall… 16:56 I suck. I read the last paragraph. It was perfect. By the last paragraph, I mean the last two pages basically. Mom basically said to postpone making dinner. I will for half an hour to an hour. 7:29 138. LJ…she’s so cute. It doesn’t annoy me at all that she’s pretty. She’s just…she’s a good one to be pretty. 140. Literal same. I’m so there. Draft talk is always like wat. I tried to look it up a few times. I feel like I got caught reading about other countries or something. 140-141. He’s so cute. So young. So full of life and promise. AHHH SAME LARA JEAN 141. He’s so cute and perceptive. 143. I totally had those thoughts. In his twenties that I may never get to meet. 146. I just remembered that cliche thing is what I say. Cliches are cliches for a reason. I hope Chris remembers LJ’s birthday 147. I love it. 148. Will KITTY and Owen….?? 151. HAHAHAHAH WOW FACE MASKS?! 153. Oh, I’ve been wanting to watch that for years! Because…Burdge 156. See, right now I don’t relate to Lara Jean much at all. I would not be this hands on in a wedding during school, I don’t think. I wonder if the Asian heritage subconsciously plays a role for me I wonder if Tia saying asians were weird in my childhood made a difference for me. Lily wasn’t. Tia liked Lily a lot…she also appreciated nicer people. I don’t know. I know I’m more easily jealous of another Asian than others…I just want to break down all of my walls of prejudice 159. I love this exchange “Sure, but I could’ve had that idea on my own, you know. You should at least give me a chance to have ideas.” I pay him on the knee. “Just please don’t forget.” 160. Dang. I forgot they were related. I thought he just volunteered too. Sneaking out and playing in the snow…so sweet. 161. I’m not entirely sure who sent that text. 162. Oh right. I wish we got to see Margot Meeting Stormy. I have been thinking about writing and don’t know how to avoid the boring parts…but JHan just skips them. If their too rudimentary and have little purpose, just don’t include them. They need to contribute to the story. 163. The offer, true offer, is what counts for me too. I can be furious or ready to cry, and someone can say, I’m sorry. I can __ and suddenly I’m all good. Because that’s all I needed. A genuine offer to clean the dish or do this or that, then I’ll do it anyway…because all I was ever really searching for was the offer. - for a second I thought she’d rethink and go to school in Richmond. Probs not though 164. Wow. A year ago. We missed most of LJ’s senior year. I want to know what she did. Mostly spend it with Peter? Go to those parties? 167. WHAT WHAT WHAT?! WAT WAT. WHAAAAAT? I always pictured John Ambrose McClaren as a really smart dude destined for…I don’t know…an Ivy, I guess. Love it. 168. LJ is just too darn relatable sometimes. I swear, she can appeal to such a great audience. “I say it like I don’t remember her name, even though I do, I mean, I just heard him say it two minutes ago.” 19:10 My potato pancakes are a struggle. They were supposed to be a quick easy dinner… 180. I get that. Knowing someone so well… 181. Lip jut out. Awwww 182. I wish I went to after prom…in Shaker I wish I had Tia’s high school life 183. But Chris knew she’d spend time with LJ during her birthday after all 184. AHHH IT IS ALMOST CHEATING USING ALL THESE CUTESY MOVIE CLICHES BUT I LOVE IT 185. Little lines that are vague and obvious, but hit you are why I like Jenny Han. “I guess that’s part of growing up too–saying goodbye to the things you used to love.” Ah, so that’s why she wished to always love Peter as much as she did in that moment. I guess John Green’s thing that Ryan loved and bought was so deep about funerals being for the living is also…like what I love. The cliches authors know teenagers and anyone– I feel like I’ll love this later in life too, will love because they feel that tug of authenticity in the quote. You can connect to it by thinking of a particular feeling or memory even though the line wasn’t explicitly written for you. 190. He doesn’t say anything because he hasn’t broken t to her that they will not have all summer because DI lax or because they only have summer? 191. Leaving high school…damn that would’ve been crazy in Shaker 193. I let the breathing thing slide even though I thought it was funny. Kitty saying let’s not get carried away made me actually laugh though. This book has the most feminine cover and coloring ever 196. This is the first time Chris has been more of a good thing than a bad thing I feel like. I would do this. 197. I know Peter will try to call as your phone is dead. He’ll be all but LJ doesn’t let her phone die! Wat is going on 199. Tell him that. Text him rather than being spiteful! I’m always spiteful though 201. She definitely plays the role of introvert well, but…I don’t know. People can be introverted and just not be as socially anxious I guess. 204. Chris’ big attitude and talk are coming down now…it’s refreshing. 206. Another use of the phrase “it’s cliche for a reason” 208. This is a great page. It gave me chills. A genuine connection between Lara Jean and her future step mom. Differentiating her life from Peter…laughter from lack of sleep. Matriarchy 211. Oh goody! I’d love for them not to go to a party too! 213. As my Dear Evan Hansen would say, we start with stars in our eyes…Peters have deflated a little 214. Wow, Virginia Tech? Aren’t tech schools harder? Is Gen like smart? 216. Lols me as a girlfriend. Literal the shitty parts of me as a girlfriend 217. Why is he a dick? For getting drunk? That’s certainly part of it. Not being completely happy? Fair, but, yes, dickish. He seems to have changed a lot since dating her though. I don’t think she realizes that. 218. Hahaha love him - A truth universially acknowledged that a man with a fortune must be in want of a wife? Or something like that. It’s been a few years. 3? 220. I laughed again at “Do I need to explain to you guys again about Silpat versus parchment paper?” “We got it.” Hahaha her share of cookies 222. Hahah “Hey, I’m built.” 225. HAHAHA THE LONG CON. GOTTA GET PETER ON YOUR SIDE 227. Does Jenny Han also follow Burdge? Or are all of these coincidences (okay, two, Amelie and tread softly because you tread on my dreams) 229. That’s sweet 232. I just realized Jenny Han sneakily maneuvered back to the beach. @TheSummerITurnedPretty 233. Those trying very hard to be relatable lines…not being able to find a hair tie when you need one 234. High school being a time to remember for the rest of your life…. 20:04 Gotta make food. Not feeling reading anymore. 20:28 236. IT can be hard bringing up snooping. It's because he lied. Lies suck 238. Feelingly? -basketball hoop heist? @barneystinson 241. WOAH HOW DID I NEVER GET THAT SHE WENT TO CAMILLA'S SCHOOL? I guess...if it's been two years since this came out, and I read the second one reasonably before Camilla told me I could've forgotten. Still. Bad friend move 243. Eek is right. She's trying 246. Woah. That's something KITTY would say. Ruthless That's an interesting take on why it's better to be in a fight rather than passive aggressive pensiveness 247. KITTY THAT IS SO SWEET! No one would've been able to tell Kitty to do that. That's the cutest thing ever 248. Oh, Peter 250. LJ is so endearing 253. That's so cute. Lara Jean liked Kitty's nose earlier 256. They're both understandably petty. 257. Good ol' John Ambrose McClaren 258. I wish we got to see that talk of LJ being the star of that costume...now that I think about it...he always does let her be the star WAIT WHEN ARE THEY GOING TO THE BEACH? DID IT ALREADY HAPPEN?! THERE IS SO LITTLE BOOK LEFT! I was content at the end of PS I still love you. I so will not be content now. I feel like that has less to do with the books than my state of being 259. Wtf you took your grandmother to karaoke and we didn't get to see that? I feel jypped Oh good. Somehow I knew Beach Week hadn't happened yet. Time just jumps sometimes in these books. 20:53 20:10 262. Oh, Lara Jean, so romantic. I wish I was like that 269. Hahaha John Ambrose McClaren is so cute. What a rabbit 270. JHan is totally trying to make him cute too "still holding the carrot" What the BUT? He was going to her school, then she goes to the school he planned to transfer to? They just have weird, but many similarities. It's why he's so cute. Because she's so cute He's genuinely happy for her doing what he couldn't 274. Just don't be too offended when he doesn't eat it because diet. Also, how can you be so skinny, LJ? 276. LJ is very confident...she's a good role model. Good job, Jenny Han 277. She understands a layer of someone who she loves more than life itself be away 278. He really respects her 21:24 21:28 279. I love him. I love his precautions. I love that he literally jumped away when she said wait Have they ever even been half unclothed? 280. He's so reassuring 285. Woah. PETER OH MY GOSH YOU ARE SO RECKLESS AND EVERYTHING ELSE IN TREACHEROUS. YOU STILL HAVE STARS IN YOUR EYES. YOU ARE SO CUTE 289. It's so hard. It truly is. 290. The house feels small. Rather than big. With her feeling so small That's the most younger sister thing I have ever heard. "Margot and I are on the same level, and you're on the level below us because, you're the youngest." Lara Jean is that bridge. Perks of middle child...though I frequently see the oldest and youngest with stronger relationships because they just don't have friction as much 293. That's nice that Margot noticed. I get not telling her. Tia is great, gives wonderful advice...but sometimes I feel like she doesn't completely listen to me when she has made up her mind...or that she talks down to me if she does listen 294. Pigtails? LJ is childish sometimes 299. One drink? Yeah...I can't do that Ah, yes. The drunk slight cop out 302. I mean, all of that does make sense in his perspective. 303. Wow. What a good moment for Margot and Trina to make amends, or start to, right before the wedding 304. I love that this was her first hang over. I realized this whole book I've been nervous she was going to just let loose at some party. This kind of makes sense 305. Why does Kitty know? 308. These children are all so privileged. To think she could get anything she needs...on the spur 309. Yeah....that's the thing about growing up. Nothing will ever be the same 310. Is it normal to only have one or two friends from high school? I guess so... 311. I just had real flashbacks to too much frosting during OL...asking about f it was homemade. I would've made it. I was talked out of it. If everything went how I thought it would and should....I guess I'll never know if I ever could've 316. I read that as ice cream. I was like interesting for a wedding 317. Ahh my heart. Tears actually formed. He was so scared. She gave him the scrapbook or break up... 320. I love how uncertain that is. Jenny Han knows that. "With all the certainty only a teenage boy can have" 321. Wow. I love it. I love him. He's so imperfect. Why only tell us this now? I was just wondering when she got it back 322. AHHH NOW SHE'S LEAVING TO COLLEGE?! I guess...this is already so subtle and contemporary. The only times it shows are little times of conflict. She showed all of the cutesy in the beginning to convince us all of their love...I feel like I need to reread the first one mow..this is so sad That's totally the point. A chapter ending. I wonder if this was sad for Jenny Han 324. The dream. My dream. Marrying my childhood best friend...that's Jack though. He's crazy. He's a star. Tia says he's gay. Wouldn't put it past him. He's amazing, but I just don't think I will ever feel that way. I mean, I totally did kindergarten and fourth grade, but...he's not my best friend anymore... I forgot so much. I should've reread them all before reading this. I remember he got that brooch or something for her from his mom's store...but don't remember everything. 325. Wow. I know I read it earlier. I read it preemptively like a little brat. This was a really good book. It was different...powerful. The other books were cute. I loved them in that way. The one that got away. Josh. They weren't relatable for me. I loved them. Jenny Han plays the being able to love them, but love Peter more extremely well. I have to say, though I always think this after reading something new that I like...5 stars. Maybe 4.85. I love it. It's so cute. It's not 100% relatable, but it is somewhat, and it's great in ways that it's not relatable. Throwback when it was too perfect, and I was unsure about it. Look how far we've come. That was a perfect ending. I love Jenny Han so much. I love it all. The fact that they're still so close...that they can go home on three day weekends...I ache for that...but...it's good for them. It really is. I went to Barnes and noble for the last time today. Well, the last time here. I sneakily took a picture of Jenny's Q and A in the B&N exclusive version. I felt very...wrong doing it. I looked over my shoulder, quickly did it, then quickly put the book back...I am so bad at being bad. It was just the question of what LJ's wedding song with Peter would be and what her wedding song with JAM would be. Wow. Gotta love those initials. At Last was perfect. They are so good for each other...truly soul mates in another life. Well, he probably is transferring to UNC...no. Peter and LJ though. They can do it. Please? I love that this is where it ends. It feels ended. It's such a good place to end it. They still have stars in their eyes. They never really fought. This will be different. 4 hours though...no...like 3.5...that's so reasonable. They can do it. 22:24 22:25 OKAY AHHHHHHH! I went to read the playlist again (for about the fourth or fifth time, I know. I suck) and it ended with Frank Ocean...because, well, sex. Love it. Sneaky. Okay...I think it's really done now...I will make some of the sweets in the back sometimes. Pour one out for LJ and her sweet tooth and her sweet relationships with her family and Peter. 22:26