#she really tried n_n

[rottenlightart]

I've often heard the opinion, that Catra was a terrible friend to Scorpia, and that she didn't care about her. To be honest, I don't agree with that, Catra wasn't the worst friend for Scorpia within her capabilities, and really disagree that Catra didn't care about what will happen to Scorpia. I think their relationship is a little more complex than it seems.

(I'm not claiming that their relationship is “healthy and non-toxic,” and etc, I don't want to put any moral judgment on them because I'm not interested in it)

(I'd write many posts about my thoughts on some of the details of the series, but language barrier is eating me alive. Yes, it's a longread with bad English. I hope my attempts to translate this text are successful, but if it's an unreadable mess, let me know 🥲)

Yep, Catra in s1-s4 screws up with communication. The reasons, as I see it, are pretty obvious— she didn't get proper socialization, and on top of that, she was live in constant danger from birth, which had a big impact on her perception of people and contact with them in general. She never had examples of normal relationships in front of her, but she had plenty of things that would convince her to avoid people. Society around her was built on force and violence, she received a clear message that if only she will be strong people would not be able to harm her. (But Catra had Adora, yes. But their friendship, as perceived by Catra, was clearly antagonistic towards the world. Catra wanted to conquer the world with Adora, not be part of it with her)

Plus in s1 Catra has just lived a situation where the one person who promised her safety left her and started fighting against her. This fact, overlaid with the fact that every person she has ever known in her live, be hostile at her or straight threatened her life , explains to me her inability and unwillingness to have friendships. Perhaps she just doesn't see the point of them, because she never thought she could trust anyone but Adora, and after Adora run away from her life, that option was closed in Catra's perception.

(About "every person she known" - I'm not sure how close it is to headcanon, but I suspect that the other cadets could be bullying Catra behind Adora's back. In her perfect version of reality she interacts with other cadets much more often than in real life, this also convinces me of this)

Why then do I say her relationship to Scorpia is not clearly indifferent when I just say she didn't want friendship? Because I think she did care about Scorpia, but in ways that were possible to Catra. 3 facts speak to me about this. 1 - despite her outbursts of anger, as boss Catra is actually patient with Scorpia

Their relationship until the end of Season 4 would be easier to describe as a partnership; it was like a classic villain-sidekick duo. Scorpia acted like Catra's subordinate (she even call Catra as "our leader"), despite the fact that they were of the same rank, Catra repeatedly gave orders to Scorpia

Catra is bad as a friend who doesn't want to share standard friendship signals, but as a boss she is very patient with Scorpia. The only time she snapped at her, I'll describe below. This may sound rude, but as much as I love her, Scorpia… was a terrible employee. She often fails at tasks that are delegated to her.

She's losing the outposts she's guarding, she's failing with paperwork, she's failing to protect an important artifact... Scorpia screws up almost every order.

(Just in case, I say this without any negativity towards the character, she's not bad, she just wasn't suited for her position.)

And Catra is very patient with this. None of her commanders have ever demonstrated tolerance for failures. Her superiors strangled Catra just for self-affirmation of them, tortured her with magic for her insolent phrases and wanted to execute her for failures, while Catra was rude to Scorpia at worst. Catra showed uncharacteristic restraint with her.

2 - Catra defended Scorpia

There are several episodes where this may be shown The most controversial moment is the prison scene. I'm not sure if Catra's refusal to be rescued was a desire to protect Scorpia from the consequences, rather than emotional vulnerability after being stabbed in the back

Perhaps something in between is true, it's a complex scene. After all, she had nowhere to run, and she knew it.

But next scene is much more indicative. Their relationship changed after Catra's emotional outburst in s4. It was rude and unpleasant, but immediately after that moment Catra takes blame for failure on herself.

She didn't say that important data was lost because of Scorpia (as Catra thought it that moment).

Catra knew that Hordak could kill her for failing, which had almost happened in the past, and Catra was clearly scared in that moment. If Scorpia wasn't important to Catra at all, there wouldn't be any point in protecting her. In fact, there is no rational reason, other than affection, to risk her own life for it.

(In addition, Catra was a victim many times, and standing up to the aggressor from your childhood is an action that requires enormous willpower (trust me I know lol))

3 - Catra was worried about Scorpia when she didn't answer on her call

(It doesn’t look that obvious in the screenshots, but her voice at that moments is very expressive) I think no comments are needed here. Scorpia's departure affected Catra so much that she started looking for her through the security camera. Their breakup was one of the reasons that led to Catra's meltdown.

I could probably take more points, but I think my point of view is already clear.

As I said, their relationship does not seem to me univocal. Their relationships are complex and greatly influenced by the context of their life. This is why I love this series.

Perhaps, if they had more time, then even within the Horde their relationship could have come to balance. In any case, it's pretty bittersweet stuff.

[miizuzu]

here is another one i did a while ago before the Xavier one... it got a bit... long haha.. n_n;;

“So, do you want to?”Tara asked hoping you would say yes.

“I’m not sure that’s a good idea…” you reply to Tara.

“Come on! It will be fun! Besides, it would be so lonely spending Valentine’s Day at home all by yourself… Gasp! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean it… it just slipped out!” Tara was trying to find every excuse she could to try and get you to go out with her. She didn’t mean to bring back any sad memories. 

“You know what? You’re right. Let's go and have fun this weekend.” you answered as you gently petted her head, knowing she didn’t mean what she said. 

It is the first Valentine’s day you are spending alone. You would go to your grandma’s house and spend the day with her and Caleb, but now that they are gone… Tara wanted to make sure you are not by yourself and recall sad memories.

“Really?!?! Hurray!! Since Valentine’s is on a Saturday, do you think we could have a girls night,  so we could both leave together?” she asks as her eyes are full of excitement. 

“Sure, let’s do that.” Still unsure of how this would even turn out. You have never been to a pub during Special events like these. What would you wear? Do you even have clothes that would fit the occasion? No point thinking about that now, since you’ve already agreed Tara you would go with her.

“I can’t wait till the weekend! Since we are off work now, would you like to go eat some dinner together?” Tara asked as she packed her things, ready to leave work. 

“Sorry! I have a doctor’s appointment, I’ve already missed the last two appointments… if I miss the appointment today…” You don't even want to think of the consequences that would follow. 

“Oh yeah… I guess Dr. Zayne would nag your ear off!” Tara says jokingly. We know that is exactly what would happen. “I guess I will just get a few things ready for Saturday then!��� 

Tara waves goodbye and you leave the Hunters Association HQ for your doctor’s appointment.

At Asko Hospital, you checked in with the nurse at the front and they called Dr. Zayne to let him know you’ve arrived. “The doctor will see you now.” You gave her a nod of acknowledgment and started walking towards Zayne’s office. 

You knocked on the door, “come in” Zayne answered. You pushed the door open and entered. His eyes were still glued to his laptop while he tells you, “You actually showed up to your appointment this time, come have a seat.” 

“Sorry Zayne, I got caught up in a few messy missions the last few times.” You try to be apologetic. “I’ve tried to book the earliest appointment they could give me to make up for it. Forgive me, please?”

You tried to act cute while being playful, winking and smiling with your tongue sticking out.

Zayne lets out a sigh, “No injuries, I presume?” He asked as he closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Nope! Not a single scratch!” You declared confidently. You told Zayne stories about some of your missions as he went through your medical records. 

“Everything seems normal enough.” Zayne informs you. “I guess you did pay more attention to your health after all.” 

“Of course! Who dares to defy Doctor’s Orders.” 

Zayne looks at you with one of his eyebrows lifted slightly. He lets out another sigh. He tries to change the topic as he asks “ Do you have any plans for Saturday?” As your childhood friend and your Doctor and someone who has a secret crush on you, he knows who you used to spend your past Valentine's. He also seemed worried that you would be alone this year.

Not understanding what he was trying to hint at, you answered “As a matter of fact, I do have plans, going to hang out with my friend that day.” 

Zayne’s heart sank a little after hearing your answer, he asked with a serious voice “A friend?”

“Yup, Tara, from the Hunters Association.” Zayne had a small sigh of relief “She said she wants us to go to the Valentine's event they are hosting at the new pub in Azure Square.” Zayne's eyes twitched as he finished listening to what you told him. He didn't like the idea of other desperate men hovering around you, but he didn't tell you how he really felt. 

“Feel free to call me if you need a ride home. I do not have work that day.” What Zayne secretly means is that he doesn't want little pests to take you anywhere, away from him.

“Does this mean our good looking Dr. Zayne didn't get a date for Valentine's Day?” You said jokingly. Zayne’s expression froze, you thought you got in trouble for hitting a nerve for making fun of him being single. “Wow, would you look at the time! It's time for me to head out and let your next patient in!” You quickly ran out of Zayne's office thinking he would be upset with you, little did you know what was actually going through the back of his mind. Good looking Dr. Zayne was pretty much all he focused on. He let out a small grin to escape from his emotions and ears were a bit pink from blushing. “I guess I would have to go and be her pest repellent after all.” he said quietly to himself.

Leaving the hospital, you pulled your phone out just to notice that you had a few missed calls, all from the same person, Rafayel. Thinking it might be something important, you pressed the call back button. He picked up so quickly as if he knew you were going to call him right that second. 

“Did something happen? I just got out of my doctor’s appointment.” You can feel his incoming complaints and you were right.

“I’ve called you a thousand times, you are supposed to be my bodyguard but I can never get in hold of you! What if I got kidnapped???” Rafayel exaggerated his response, “I don't care, you have to make it up to me.” He demands. “You have to hang out with me this Saturday.” 

“Sorry, Can't. I already have plans.” You replied. You can actually hear him huffing and puffing on the other side of the call. 

“WHAT?” You had to pull the phone away from your ear since he actually yelled into his phone, “No! You can't. I won't allow it!” 

“Well too bad,” you answered, placing the phone on your other ear as the side of him screamed into still rings. “We are going to hang out at my place after work Friday and heading out together Saturday.” 

Rafayel was raging at this point, “You guys are even going to hang out at home??” He's so full of jealousy since HE himself has not been invited to your place before. 

Somehow you weren't able to tell that he's actually being jealous, you said “Well yeah, Tara said she wants to hang out. I didn't really have the heart to tell her no… Besides, we will just be going to the pub in Azure Square, I'm sure she wouldn't mind if you show up. That is, being how you are technically a celebrity in Linkon, I'm not sure if that would be a good idea after all.” 

After hearing confirmation from you that the person you will be hanging out with is not a male, and even asked him to join you, his angry temper has just dissipated into thin air. “Oh? Are you asking me out?” 

You paused, it was just a slip of your tongue when you said that he could just ‘show up’, “... On second thought, don't come. I don't want to work on a Saturday.”

“Too late and no backsies! I’ll see you Saturday, Miss bodyguard!” Rafayel hangs up before you can even put in another word. He is now very excited and humming to himself while trying to online shop for an outfit to stand out for Saturday. 

You on the other hand, still left with your mouth open trying to process how in the world did it turn out like this. It's much too late to regret now, you will just have to stick to it.

Finally arriving home, you face planted yourself into the bed, still trying to figure out how things seem to have derailed. You sat up thinking to yourself, do I even have an outfit for this occasion? You don't normally go to events like these and the only other time you would go to the pub is with your co-workers after a long day's work. You walked over to your closet, trying to see if there was anything you could wear. You see a cute white dress. But then you thought it would be easier to just wear your Hunters uniform instead.

Fast forward to Friday, just as we are about to leave work and head back to my place, Xavier comes walking towards your desk. “Hey, Y/N, do you want to walk home together?” He asked with a gentle smile on his face, “I’ve bought some of the snacks which we tried together, would you like me to give you some?” 

Tara, who was witnessing all that is going on, can see the plans going in Xavier’s mind. Actually, everyone in the headquarters knows he has feelings for you, but for some reason you never seem to catch the most subtle hints. HE is the reason why no one has tried to make a move on you. Both of you don’t know this, but Tara secretly roots for the both of you to be hitched. “Only if there are enough snacks for me as well! I will be spending the night with Y/N tonight and going to the pub tomorrow. You should really come along!”

“I would love to come along, and don't worry, I've got enough snacks to last us all a few days.” He smiles so ever sweetly at Tara for suggesting that. You, on the other hand, felt a pinch on your heart, you somehow thought Tara and Xavier were interested in each other not knowing Tara was actually trying to set you up. 

“Great! Let's get going shall we?” Tara asked with a big grin on her face. “Xavier can help hold our stuff!” She says as she hooks her arm around yours and starts dragging you out the door. 

“You sure brought a lot of things with you today, Tara. You even brought a suitcase… How many days are you planning to stay at my place?” You jokingly asked. 

“You never know what you are going to need! I even brought extra for you!” She winks. “Come on, let's get moving! Times a wastin!” 

The 3 of you starting to walk home with Xavier following close behind while carrying everything. He said he wouldn't mind. You let your mind run wild for a bit while Tara and Xavier chats and giggles. You know you have some feelings for him but you are way too shy and do not ever want to ruin your friendship right now. You thought it would be enough to just be around him. Well, there were also other reasons too… he is not the only one you have feelings for right now. You liked Zayne for a long time but never got the courage to tell him. You also have feelings for Rafayel, even though he drives you mad most times.

While you were spacing out, Tara and Xavier kept whispering to each other. Tara was hinting to Xavier that he should really make his moves more clear for you, since you are so dense and doesn't seem like you would understand unless he says it straight to your face. Xavier also thought it was about time to ask you out and with Tara’s help, there is no better opportunity. 

You finally arrive at the apartment and Xavier helps drop everything inside. “I will go get changed and bring the snacks down in a bit.” he says as he walks out the door and goes back to his own apartment above yours. 

Tara thought he was just being nice and walking you 2 back but he actually lives upstairs. She pulls her suitcase close to the sofa and unleashes the contents around the area. “Y/N! Come take a look at what I brought over!” 

You were in the bathroom getting changed and came out and saw she had laid out a bunch of different outfits, make up and accessories around the place. It was actually difficult to navigate around with how much stuff she has laying there. “Did you invite more people to come with us?” You tilted your head and asked dumbfounded. There were at least 10 different outfits just for the 2 of you. 

“No, I kinda lost control while shopping… all these dresses are sooooooo cute! I couldn't just not get them!” You could almost see glitters in her eyes as she adores the cute dresses she got. “I bet all of these would look beautiful on you.” 

“Wait… don't tell me you got all these for me to choose from??” You widened your eyes and looked at Tara. “Yessss I did~ knowing you, I would swear you thought wearing your Hunters uniform would be a good idea.” She says while staring coldly at you. You turned your head away from her gaze as that idea DID come across your mind. “No, I won't allow it.” she proclaims. “I will do everything in my power to make you be the spotlight tomorrow!” 

Now you’ve done it, you unleashed something in Tara that should really be locked up. It's not like she will let you back out now, everything has been set on motion according to her plans. 

Knock knock knock, you hear the door. It must be Xavier coming back with the snacks, you tried clearing out a path to get to the door. Once you got there and opened the door, you see Xavier also changed into his casual clothes and carrying an enormous bag of snacks. 

“Come in, be careful where you step, Tara is just trying to claim my place as her own by covering my house with her things.” You jest. Xavier comes in and makes his way to the kitchen, he walks past all the cute dresses Tara had laying out.

An idea strikes Tara, she asks Xavier, “Hey Xavier, which dress do you think Y/N should wear tomorrow? She has a hard time deciding so help us out!” 

He stood up and walked closer to the outfits lay about, he took a very serious look and thought to himself. He was so serious that at one point he had his head tilted and he had a finger pointing at his totem. There was this one outfit that Tara sees his eyes keep backtracking to, and sees that his ears got a little pink while looking at it. Yes, he was picturing you wearing the dress already and you look absolutely dazzling. Tara took the hint and pulled that one dress out and said “Ok, it's been decided, you are wearing this piece tomorrow!” She winks at Xavier but you didn't see it. Xavier gave her a nod of approval. 

We cleaned up the place a bit and ate the snacks and chatted about work for a while. It was starting to get late as we lost track of time chatting away. Xavier stood up and said “it's getting late, I better get going. I’ll see you tomorrow?” It was like he wanted to make sure it was truly invited and not just Tara saying it at the heat of the moment. 

“See you tomorrow.” You said to him. “I’ll get the door.” You also get up from your seat and walk Xavier to the door. “Well then, good night Xavier.” You said with a sweet smile on your face as you opened the door to let him out. “Good night, Y/N.” He smiles back as he waits for you to close the door. 

He was getting very tired but he claps both his hands onto his cheeks and walks quickly back up to his own apartment, goes through his own closet to try and match one with the one he picked for you to wear tomorrow. He lays his choice on his sofa and plops on his bed and drifts into dreamland in a matter of seconds. He knows he would have a wonderful dream tonight since he got to hear you say good night.

Back at your apartment, Tara pulls out her trusty tarot cards and wants to see tomorrow's fortune for you before heading to bed. You told her you would go to the bathroom and get ready for bed. She starts doing her fortune telling. She flips card after card as her eyes get wider and wider, full of excitement. It would no doubt be an eventful day tomorrow. She doesn't tell you the results of what she was told, she just wants you to find out tomorrow.

Laying in bed, with Tara already fast asleep beside you, you let your mind wonder. Is Rafayel actually going to come out tomorrow? He really hates crowded places. But he is always willing to go wherever you tell him to go. After whining about it for at least an hour. He is very adorable sometimes and looks gorgeous. You also wondered if Zayne would really come pick you up, since he always has a busy schedule even on his days off. You like how he always takes care of you, even though he looks cold, you know he is a very caring person. You also thought of Xavier, who has a lot of common hobbies with you, taking care of you when the two of you go out on missions, making your safety the first priority at all times. You can't help but always feel safe when he is around. You also drifted into dreamland while reminiscing from his last smile while telling you good night.

You wake up to Tara's humming, a gentle melody that you swear you have heard somewhere before, but can't seem to remember where. “Oh, sorry Y/N, did I wake you?” She asked as she sorted out the dresses again, this time for herself. 

“No” you sit up and stretch, one hand trying to rub the sleepy out of your eyes. “It was about time I should get up anyways.” you looked at the clock and it's already 10:30am, you got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to brush up. “What should we do about lunch?” You asked Tara right before you entered the bathroom.

“Can we order some delivery? I want to stay here and get ready for tonight. If that's ok with you?” She looks at you, head tilted to the side and hands locked, fingers intertwined, as if she was begging if you could take home an abandoned puppy. “How can I say no to that face?” You let out a playful sigh as you answered. “Alright then! I’ll find us something delish to eat, my treat of course!” She excitedly grabs her phone to look for some food delivery apps. There was a message, her eyes widened, she squealed with uncontrollable excitement. She cannot hold her giggles in. You tried to pop your head out of the room and see what is actually going on, you see her texting. Never have you seen someone typed that fast on a phone's keyboard. You were actually afraid to ask what had just happened, you slowly entered the room as she didn't even notice you checking on her. 

Tara orders the food and it gets delivered here. We both ate and enjoyed the food. Now that our bellies were filled, I offered Tara to go shower and wash up first while I cleaned up the table. She took up the offer and hopped her way into the bathroom and into the showers. 

After putting everything away, you walked over to the sofa, staring down on the dress that you’re about to wear for this evening. You do admit that the dress is super cute, but never have you worn something this style before, you wouldn't. You like to move around freely and sometimes your gestures get out of control. The dress is strapless and has heavy padding where a bra is not needed, almost as if your chest can pop out from just small movements. You got embarrassed and told yourself you better calm yourself tonight.

Tara gets out of the bath and told you it was your turn, she asks you for the hair dryer and goes to get herself dressed. By the short 10 minutes time of your shower, Tara has already finished with her look for tonight. She looks so gorgeous, her hair is curled and looks wavy. Her makeup makes her look so cute and adorable that even your heart skipped a beat when you saw her. 

She tells you to change into your dress as well, you were a bit nervous, since you've never changed in front of anyone before, even if they were female, you felt a little uncomfortable. You sucked it up anyways and started getting dressed. Tara stops you. “Huh? What?” You question, Tara had this look on her face like you've committed a crime. “Take those off, you are NOT wearing those.” She demands. She was talking about your panties, they were just some plain panties you randomly picked from your drawer since you really didn't think about it. Tara goes through your drawers and finds you another pair. “You have to at least wear something like this!” she hands you the only laced panties you owned. “This actually matches the dress too!” She explains. “It shouldn't really matter since no nobody would look up my dress…” you sigh. “You will never know~” Tara whispers to herself.

Now that she is satisfied with what you are wearing, she sat you down on the couch to help you with makeup. You don't really use a lot of makeup normally and usually only apply lipstick if needed. But tonight she is going all out. Applying eyeliner and a shiny eyeshadow to make your beautiful eyes stand out even more. She spritz a very sweet strawberry scent perfume onto your neck and wrist, applying some shiny pink lip gloss to your lips. She tied your hair up in a bun, leaving just 2 long strands by your ears. 

She is finished with her masterpiece. You were perfect. Not a single guy can retain themselves after glancing at you, even for a second. You looked in the mirror, even you blushed after staring at your reflection. Tara has, without a doubt, outdone herself just to make you the most irresistible. 

You both hear a similar knocking at the door, it was Xavier right on cue to take you girls to the pub. Tara opens the door while you sit at the edge of the couch. Xavier, wearing his white jacket with the black lined pockets with a black shirt inside and his white slacks, you’ve seen him wear this before but something looks different. He looks hot. You tried to turn your face away so you could hide your blushing face. Xavier on the other hand, was stunned by how beautiful you looked and you could tell his face was bright red. He tried to look away to calm down but his eyes disobeyed him and just couldn't stop staring and running his eyes from your hair to your toes. 

You unintentionally put your hand in the middle of your chest, trying to cover yourself from his burning gaze. Xavier finally turns his head and takes deep breaths to try and calm down. With your hand close to where your collar bone is, you feel kind of bare and though a necklace would help make it feel less exposed. Just as you start searching your accessories box, Tara nugs Xavier. He was nervous but walked towards you.

“If you don't mind, I would like you to have this.” He is holding on to a box that looks like it contains jewelry. He opens the box and inside was a necklace, 2 stars overlapping, one white and one light yellow, the same color or the dress you are wearing. The yellow star has a light glow almost as if he infused some of his Evol into it.

“That looks really pretty, it also looks expensive, I can't accept it.” He made a sad pout, “It’s actually not expensive, I won it at the arcade when they had an event going, I always thought it would match you.” almost as if he was trying to brainstorm a scenario so I would accept.

“It's perfect! Just what we need, just accept it Y/N!” Demands Tara. 

“... Fine, thank you Xaiver, for the thoughtful gift.” you answered as you could feel burns on your face from blushing. Just as you reach out for the box, Tara suggests “Xavier you should help her put it on!” she has this grin on her face and you glare her down as if you were throwing daggers at her. 

“Please turn around.” Xavier said as he pulled the necklace out of its container. “Hold still.” you turned with your back facing him and stared into the mirror. You could see his hands being a little shaky from nervousness, his face was red. His pinky accidentally grazed your shoulder and you let out a tiniest moan. Shocked by the sound that came out of my mouth, you quickly covered your mouth with both hands hoping that, somehow, Xavier who was directly behind you did not hear you. But oh he heard you alright, as he finished hooking the necklace together he also quickly covered his mouth and tried to direct his gaze somewhere, anywhere to cool off. 

Tara, reading the situation in the room, “well since we are all ready, let's get going!” She says as she grabs our purse and puts her heels on. You shot yourself up from your seat and raced to the door, Xavier let out a quiet giggle and followed after you.

You slipped on one of your heels and as you attempted to do the same for the second, you lost your balance when Xavier lent you his forearm and you grabbed him to balance yourself. Through the arm of his jacket, you both can feel each other's body temperature raising. You quickly let go and head out the door. Xaiver is no longer blushing. He walks out and helps you shut your door shut and is just observing you, almost as if he made it his mission to watch and catch you if you stumble again. 

The 3 of you venture in the direction of the pub, Xaiver who would normally follow behind you and Tara, decide to take the spot beside you instead. There was literally no room for anyone to walk past your company if they were to speed past on the sidewalk. Seeing this, Tara took a few quicker steps to lead in front of you and Xavier, letting him have all the space he needs. Even with Tara leaving you more space, Xaiver kept himself close to you. His hand had grazed yours a few times already from how close he was to you, your heart would skip a beat but you did not move away, almost as if you're trying to ask for more, or even hope he would do more than just accidentally brush your hand. 

Arriving at the pub, the 3 of you entered the door, for a split second, all eyes were on you. You tried to follow Tara, Xavier inches behind you, as if he was ready to fend off all the predators any given second. You 3 managed to find a table, Tara and you sat down on one side and Xavier across from you.  “I didn't think there would be this many people here!” Tara said, surprised. It seems like everyone who is single in Linkon city has gathered together here. Xavier, feeling uncomfortable about the idea of stepping away even for a second, asked if the 2 of you would like to get something to drink. “Just get us a bunch of candy shots!” Tara answered, he moves slowly as if he still doesn't want to leave your side as Tara shoos him away. As he walked towards the bar, you could hear girls squalling from different areas of the pub. Some from them eyeing Xavier, some from the person who just walked in the door.

You were chatting with Tara while waiting for Xavier's return when you heard a familiar voice, “So this is where you’re hiding!” You tilt your head and look up, it was Rafayel. This explains the screaming earlier, you thought to yourself. Rafayel, dressed in one of his many fancy suits, looks down and examines your attire for this evening. He couldn't help but feel flushed and had to sit down beside you right away and cross his legs as if he was scared someone would notice something growing in his pants. 

Tara couldn't even register what happened as he sat down so quickly, she glanced over and saw that he's the famous artist Rafayel. Her expression was a mix of confusion and excitement, she wanted to ask how the 2 of you know each other but no words can come out of her mouth. “You must be Tara, my name is Rafayel, it's nice to finally meet you. Miss bodyguard here talks about you a lot.” Rafayel reached his hand out for a hand shake. Tara nervously complied. 

Rafayel sits back and gives his attention back to you, “You look so beautiful I had a hard time recognizing you.” He runs his hand through the strand of hair that was left hanging by your ear. “That's a cute necklace.” His hand was about to reach for it but was grabbed in the forearm by Xavier, who just happens to return from getting the drinks, which he carried on his other hand. “I gave that to her. You shouldn't get too close.” Xavier warned Rafayel. The two of them glared at each other, you could almost see the sparks fly as they were having a duel just from staring at each other so intensely. Tara interrupts and says, “Here, hand me the drinks.” 

Xavier sat back down across from you, but keeping a close eye on Rafayel and twitches at every motion Rafayel makes no matter how small it may be.

Rafayel, annoyed by the thought that he gave you the necklace first, pulls out the one he also had prepared for you. “Well there's enough room for this.” Not even confirming if you would accept it or not, he took the choker and wrapped it around your neck. 

Unlike the guys who have the two accessories, they actually complemented each other. The stars that Xavier gave hangs a little above your chest and the black choker, which had a fine silver chain, with a small purple fish, hangs just above your collarbone. Rafayel gives a satisfied smirk to Xavier, as if he was taunting him that they are both on the same level. 

You sighed and accepted the fact that you will not be able to remove any of the necklaces without offending either of them. You look defeated and just when you thought the conflict was over, you see a blue snowflake, attached to a long chain, hanging in front of your eyes as the chain slowly lowers and rests on top of your cleavage. You jolted your head to confirm if it was who you suspected to be. 

You were correct, Zayne stands towering over you, he placed the necklace down so gently and made sure your hair would not get caught in it. “A lively party you have going on here, mind if I join in?” He asks but sits himself down beside Xavier before an answer is even given. 

“The more the merrier I guess!” Tara says, very much overwhelmed by the fact that every single person in the club has eyes on your table. The best looking guys and gals are all gathered here. The death glares from the other ladies feels so sharp as if you were getting pierced. “You must be Dr. Zayne, is it a crazy coincidence to see you here?” Zayne turned his head to you and smiled. “Y/N mentioned that you 2 would be here, so I decided to come along since I got some free time.”

There is this look on Tara's face, like has already seen all the events unfold. The. You remembered. Her fortune reading from last night that refused to tell you. You tried to confront her but she just smiles and smirks at you. She stands up, “I think we need more shots! I’ll be right back~” You secretly scream ‘don’t leave me!’ but she already vanished into the crowd.

The 3 beautiful men sitting with you, all knew of each other's existence but had never met face to face. They started to eye each other down from head to toe. All thought they were superior compared to the other 2.

You sat there awkwardly, looking down at your hands and twirled your thumbs as you waited for Tara to come back. You can feel the guys looking at you, like they can see through everything. You felt bare though you were naked and was just there for them to watch. You said “Fuck it” then grabbed a shot and swallowed it in one big gulp. You grabbed another and another, by the time Zayne grabs your hand to stop you, you jump as he grabs you and notices that you have drunk 5 of them.

“You need to slow down, pace yourself.” He has a serious look on his face, you put the shot down and try to pull your hand away but it won't budge. He will not let go unless you acknowledge what he just said. You gave him a nod “Use your words.” He demands. “I will…” He finally lets go, almost unwillingly. “They are just candy shots anyways, even a kid can't get drunk on those.” You said as you gave him a pout. Looking at how childish you just act, he scoffs. “Behave.”

Feeling a bit angry at Zayne’s remark, you started looking for Tara. “What is taking Tara so long… I better go help her.” You shot up from your seat, so quick that you got a little light headed and was about to collapse back down, Rafayel caught you and you ended up sitting on his lap. Xaiver grits his teeth and Zayne's tongue clicks. Both of their brows are so squashed together they could kill a fly. Rafayel took this opportunity to boost as he put his arms around your waist and gave you a hug, “Carefully now princess, you won't want to get yourself hurt.” As he smirks, the other two men glare at him to let go of you. “I'm perfectly fine!” As you try to get up and Rafayel lets you go as if he's won. 

Trying to change the topic, you encouraged the 3 of them to take a shot each. “Why am I the only one drinking? You guys should try some too!” You picked up a shot as if you were about to feed Rafayel. Rafayel sitting with his hands clutching onto the seat beside his legs, opens his mouth slightly as if he wants you to feed him. You were complying and as the glass gets closer to Rafayel’s lips, a hand grabs yours and pulls you over as he sips the glass, his lips touching your finger, “It does taste like candy, very sweet.” Xavier licked his lips and smiled as he celebrated his small victory. Rafayel was furious, you could see flames in his eyes as if his Evol was activated. “Stop.” A cold stern voice called out and made all 3 of you freeze. Zayne shocked all of you. The area almost felt like it got colder all of a sudden. Everyone sad back down nicely like well behaved children. 

He reached and distributed a shot to Rafayel and one to Xaiver. He held a glass for himself, raised it in the middle as if he was waiting for the other 2 to meet his glass. “Here's to Y/N, may she find someone she deserves.” Rafayel and Xavier took it as a challenge and clinged his glass. They all took the shot together. You were starting to get a light buzz so you were kind of out of it and didn't understand what they were doing. “Hey, I want to drink too!” You grabbed the last glass on the table and gobbled it down. 

It's clear that you are getting drunk. Out of the 10 shots ordered, you downed 6. Of course you were drunk. “I think it's time for you to go home.” Zayne said. “But how about Tara?” You asked. Zayne then points to a corner, you see Tara hitting it off with a cute looking guy, so into him that she's already forgotten you guys were waiting for her. You were about to walk over to her to let her know you are about to leave as you feel a light tug on your arm, “Read the room, won't you? She clearly doesn't want to be bothered right now.” says Rafayel.

“I could just give her a text and let her know we will be leaving soon?” Xavier suggests. The 2 others nod of approval, he pulls his phone out and starts texting. “Done. Shall we get going then?” Xavier extended his hand to help you get up from your seat. “Wait a damn minute.” Rafayel interrupts and yanks your hand away from him. “I was planning to walk her home.” 

Xavier looks coldly at Rafayel, he just lets out a grunt.

“In any case, let's just get out of here first” Zayne suggests, “She is starting to attract unwanted  attention.” Rafayel and Xaiver did not notice you while they were arguing… You are feeling warm from all the alcohol you drank, and start to fan yourself. Your hand clutches the dress, almost as if you were about to pull on it a bit so you could get some cold air inside your dress. Zayne takes off his coat and plops it on you to shield you from the unwelcome gaze. 

Rafayel and Xaiver stand up, Zayne is now in front of you, pulls you up and turns you facing the door, holding onto one of your hands and the other resting on your waist. The ladies all glared in jealousy as if it looked like you were a princess, and your knights were escorting you to where you needed to be. You were too out of it to notice how much attention the lot of you were attracting. 

Once you got outside, Zayne was walking you to his car, opened the door and was about to get you inside the passenger seat when Rafayel slammed the door shut. “Excuse me, where do you think you are taking her?” he asked furiously. “I’m taking her home. Now move aside.” Zayne answered. “Are you serious? You had alcohol! I wont allow her to be in your car if you're under the influence.” It was obviously an dumb excuse just to have you not go with Zayne. “Fine, I guess you have a point.” Zayne actually agreed with Rafayel, he would not be able to live with himself if anything were to happen to you, even if there was a slight chance of putting you in danger, he will avoid it. “I will just walk her home. You two can leave.” he demands. “Oh Hell no. I’m coming with, who knows what you would do to her while she is drunk.” Rafayal argued. 

“I’m not drunk,” you interrupt, “And Zayne is not that type of person.” Zayne looks at you with such a gentle smile, if you weren’t so drunk, you would have melted by the sight of that. “He will never do anything to me.” Zayne twitched for a second, as if he felt guilty like he had indecent thoughts on his mind. “Can we please get going? I want to change out of this dress…” you start tugging the top again. Zayne covers you up and turns his head away from you so you could not see him blush. 

“Let's get going then.” Zayne was trying to walk you to the direction of your place. “Hey, don’t leave me here!” Rafayel whines and follows closely on your other side. Xavier was quiet but he followed behind. “Stop following us.” as Rafayel demands Xavier. “... I live in the same building, this is how I get home.” “Tsk” Rafayel was annoyed how close the two of you live, he is jealous of Xavier that he always gets to see you, anytime he wants.

The 4 of you all walked together, Zayne on your left and Rafayel to your right and Xavier following closely behind. You thought the best way to break the long silence is for you to hum a song, you're not sure what song it was but you were able to put a gentle smile on all their faces. They all enjoyed the sweet melody as the group got closer and closer to their destination. 

As you're arriving, Xavier speeds up from behind to get the door open. And to help you inside. Zayne and Rafayel are still following as everyone follows you and Xavier back to your apartment. You got to your door, tried grabbing the door handle as you stumbled around, Xavier took your hand and helped guide your thumb to the fingerprint scanner to get the door unlocked. 

Rafayel rushes inside and explores your apartment, Zayne follows after him and sits himself down at the couch. Xaiver didn't want to leave the two of them alone with you and decided to invite himself in as well. You were too drunk to argue so you just let all of them inside. Rafayel thought your place was neat and tidy and liked that you've placed the plushies that he won for you on your bed. Looking at how dazed you look, while being in your beautiful dress and make up, he pulled his phone out and snapped a few pictures of you. Zayne saw him and decided that was actually a good idea, he doesn't get to see you dressed up often and wants to freeze this moment. Xavier also pulled his phone out to take pictures of you, you looking a bit confused but didn't have enough energy to fight back, you just let them do their thing. It was like a photoshoot just for you, they would ask you to do certain poses and you would just comply. 

They had fun and were able to take a lot of good shots of you. They have enough material to do whatever they need. With everyone finished taking photos of you, Rafayel changed to a more serious tone. “Do you guys mind leaving? There is something I've been wanting to tell her, Alone.” “Well you are not the only one.” Zayne said calmly. “We all know, no one will back down from this matter.” Xavier agrees. 

Rafayel grabs you by your shoulder, and asks you wholeheartedly, “Y/N, do you like me?” You, still in your drunken state, put one hand on his beautiful face, look him in the eyes and nodded. Rafayel was overwhelmed with happiness and turned to Zayne and Xavier, “See! She likes me too, now please leave us. I want to spend time alone with my darling.” Zayne disagreed, he took your hand and asked “Well then, Y/N, do you like me?” you looked at Zayne, and you nodded your head again. “And how about Xavier over there, do you like him too?” Zayne asks. You look over to the direction of where Xavier is standing and give him a sweet smile and nod your head once again. 

You are slowly sobering up and realize that you have just confessed to all three of them. You feel so embarrassed, you tried to hide behind your arms and was wishing that this is all just a dream. Tears started rolling down your eyes, as you felt you have betrayed their love for you and you cannot decide who you like the most. You started sobbing. The lads' hearts were aching from watching you cry, you thought you did the one thing you said you would never do. Ruin the current relationships with all three of them. And you felt you did exactly that. 

You said quietly under your breath, “please leave.” They all weren't sure who you were referring to and told each other to leave so they, themselves, could stay and watch over you. “All of you.” They are now frozen to their spot. All staring at you. All wanting to cheer you up. You looked up with a painful smile on your face and said, “I'm sorry, I've ruined everything, please leave me. I don't know how I should face the 3 of you.” 

You were trying to reject your feelings for all 3 of them. Since you thought it unfair for them to have feelings for you while you can't even decide who you loved most. You know if the situation were too flip, you would not be happy with them not being able to tell which girl they love more.

“What if we said we didn't care who you love more, as long as you don't push me away, I would rather share you than not have you at all…” Xavier said Sadly as he walked over and grabbed your hand and put it to his cheeks. “I… I can't do that! That is not fair for you guys!” You claimed. “Xavier is right, I cannot imagine my life without you. Not anymore. I need you and if I have to share you then so be it.” Rafayel said it very seriously. His deep voice was the confirmation. “But it is not right!” Zayne tries to Sheesh you. “As long as we know that we are in your heart and that is enough. Or is the idea of not being able to see us anymore fine for you?” You flinched, staring at them with a half blanked face, your tears started to burst out uncontrollably. “No! I don't ever want that!” You yelled. 

The 3 men surround you, trying to calm you down. Seeing you cry like this breaks their hearts. They are used to you being happy all the time, make silly faces, laugh at the most silly jokes. Not like this, they don't know what to do. 

Unable to control his own emotions anymore, Xavier pulled you into his chest, both arms wrapped tightly around you. For a second you felt peaceful. In one swift movement he had your head up and landed a deep passionate kiss on your lips. The others could only watch as they could not have predicted what he was about to do. Xavier, still holding you tightly and kissing you, you let out a soft moan as you were feeling dazed and trying to catch your breath. When he finally gets his senses back, he slowly lets go of you. He used the back of his hand to wipe the drool that slipped out the corner of his mouth. “You taste much sweeter than the candy shot just now.”

You turned your head away from him after hearing such embarrassed words and the exchange of your kiss. You felt flushed and tried to hide your face in your arms. “Th-that was my first kiss!” You claimed. Rafayel is now looking down at your semi concealed face, as when you turned away from Xaiver, you are now facing him. “I guess second is better than none at all.” He scoffs and grabs your wrist and pulls your arms away from your face and leans in to give you a kiss on your lips.

You tried to push yourself away from him, but with his hands pulling you back and whispering without leaving your lips. “Don’t resist.” His blue-pink eyes stare so wantonly into yours’, you twitched and stopped resisting. Once he felt you were no longer pulling away, he tried something more daring. He slowly slips his tongue into your mouth. The weird sensation shocked you and you opened your eyes wide. You are flustered but you did not pull away, you even respond to Rafayel with your tongue swirling harmoniously with his. He releases your wrists and puts his hands on your cheeks, and slowly pushes you away. You almost didn't want him to stop. He looked straight into your dreamy eyes and said. “Now that's a good girl.”

You've been kissed twice the same night, not to mention from different men. But you can't feel but want more. As if something lustful was released from within you without your knowing. Zayne sees this, he walks behind you, puts his one hand on your shoulder and the other on your neck, slowly raising to tilt your chin up. He doesn't say or do anything, other than moving his thumb up and down gently as if he was waiting for you to tell him what he should do next. 

You were panting lightly and called out, “Zayne……” he looks down at your wanting eyes and replies “Yes princess? If you need something, you have to tell me.” “I wa-want you to kiss me…” you felt so embarrassed asking Zayne when you've been passionately kissing other guys just now. You feel your eyes getting teary, overflowing as the tears roll out the corner of your eyes. “As you wish, my love.” He bends down, his palm is now resting on your cheek and his long fingers still under your chin. He plants his lips onto yours, his nose brushing your chin, he bites your lower lip gently then sucks with enough pressure to get moaning and panting.

You were sitting but could feel your legs giving in. When Zayne's lips finally left you, you felt fulfilled, satisfied. You fall to your side and Xavier catches you in his arms. Everything feels hazy and you feel the sleepiness catching up to you. You want to open your eyes but you just can't no matter how hard you try. Xavier carried you to your bed. You have already drifted into dreamland while the 3 of them sit close by and just watched you sleep peacefully, they could see you smiling. Maybe you are having a good dream with them being by your side as well. The 3 of them each find a comfortable spot close to you and to spend the night. Rafayel lay in front of you and whispered, “Good night my princess, we have a long road ahead of us. You better be prepared.” As he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

[pimenita]

@nyehilismwriting​

It's been ages since I reviewed anything, so apologies if this comes off a bit rusty n_n"

Copious amounts of rambling (and spoilers) under the cut:

First I will talk a bit about my operative (and his choices) since I think that's a good starting point: Crux is a cis guy, he's bi, passionate, hard-headed, and a smart-ass. He's basically a space cowboy, just your stereotypical sci-fi hero (the two types of sci-fi hero: emotionally constipated mr. man, or wise guy himbo)

Chapter 1:

On that first mission, he did as much property damage while quipping as he could, and it pissed Nash off. Crux was defensive about it.

He backed Nash up in front of the Director. He dearly misses the friendship they had. He also wants to kiss them so bad.

The Bar. Rohan is a guy in my playthrough. I chose not to be touch-averse (in fact, Crux would be on the opposite side of that scale; he's the sort to get very physical very fast)

Tacky, but I'm into it, should be tattooed on his forearm tbh in mine too. Was all over Rohan from second one since he tends to not think things through most of the time, but after getting scolded by Nash and the Director, he was feeling downhearted. Toxic coping mechanisms ftw!

(As a side note, I love that you give us the option for casual sex to be something our operative doesn't indulge in, indulges in consistently, or indulges consistently just not with Rohan n_n Even if it doesn't come up again, it's a small piece of character lore that makes the operative feel more relatable, more mine)

Sex scene <3 Look at my Crux being bossy and Rohan being into it (I think?) Also, WET/HARD? Don't mind me stealing that for my next project ;)

The removal of IVI is *chef's kiss* The utter helplessness; we can't do anything to stop it and it's terrifying. Probably my favorite scene so far.

Once Crux could stand on his feet, the first thing he did was unholster his gun and go looking for Rohan. That Dancer#3 was so fucking dead.

He finds Joia and tries to make himself look non threatening—as non threatening as a guy carrying a gun, with blood running down his torso, and half high on anesthetics can look—before gently persuading her to come with him.

His first interaction with Rhaxa was to yell at Leanna to shoot it and skedaddle. His second meeting with Rohan had him trying to choke him to death. So, an all around great first impression on the crew xD

Chaper 2:

Nash asks about his history with Rohan, and Crux would rather eat glass than speak about it with the person he's crushing on.

He tells Nash he's going to kill Rohan (as if) and lets them talk him out of it for now. Crux does try his best to play nice in front of Joia, not even looking at Rohan.

Crux doesn't trust Rhaxa at all, and isn't afraid to speak his mind. He's also more sarcastic than usual when discussing Leanna's plan, but I get it; the poor guy just had his friend removed from his skull and is still trying to get a smidge of control.

He decides to go with Leanna, but before that, he realizes he still wants to screw Rohan's brains out. 'It's complicated' doesn't cover even half of his feelings. I do wonder if Rohan feels the same odd pull. Maybe they just happen to have amazing sexual chemistry together.

Flirted with Leanna and found out she isn't into guys.

I love the operative's relationship with Joia. I just want to keep her safe.

Chapter 3:

Tense chat with Rohan and Nash. I really liked this one.

I like that Leanna calls out Crux for being an ass. I'm not sure what her lingering looks mean tho.

Another tense chat with Rohan. I love that he brings up Nash and says that this could've happened to them, and the operative is like, "Do NOT talk about them." Yes, keep their name off his mouth. Love love love.

Rohan's slip of the tongue. He truly thinks Crux is an absolute dimwit, doesn't he? He keeps forgetting the guy is like a super soldier or something. Good >:)

The "It was... cruel," and the "Yeah, it was," made my heart twist. I love it so much.

Of course Crux sent a signal to the Project, and the entire scene with him pushing the barrel of his gun against Rohan's chest to make him back off kicked so much ass. The operative is so cool.

Of course he tried to kiss Rohan an instant later, and Rohan turned him down. We still have the option to tell him, "fuck you" which I'm so happy about (and his reply made me grin) Their relationship is so complex, I really can't get enough of it.

Chapter 4:

Captain Lance is an asshole xD The dick measuring contest between him and my Crux was so fun to read.

Nash saying, "How threatened are you?" was amazing.

Aw Crux, you aren't jealous, are you?

He lied to the Director to spare Rohan.

As I commented on that ask the other day, Crux is so lucky he decided not to trust these guys. He can be so naive sometimes.

The fight in tight quarters kicks ass too. Nash and Crux are a great team.

Crux knocked MacCready out instead of killing him.

dyiNG

My operative went to find the others instead of looking for IVI. And Joia's reaction when she saw him again. Ah, my heart. Also, Leanna calling Crux 'doll', is yes.

I knew trying to pry IVI from Rohan's hands would be useless, so I let him keep her for now.

It is.

It's a horrible feeling, isn't it?

Rohan jumped on the soldier's back, hah! Amazing.

Crux's so cool, I genuinely love him.

General thoughs:

I've noticed itchio games tend to be more booky than interactive-fictiony, but I will comment on a few things just in case you find something I say interesting. OC these are just my thoughts, not trying to impose, or tell anyone how to write their games.

I think there's a bit too many pages before we are introduced to the first choice. Your writing is engaging tho so, personally, I don't think the lack of player input at this point is too bad. You did grab my attention and kept me reading after all.

I'm not sure why our operative doesn't just punch Rohan in the face and takes IVI back. I understand that for plot reasons he has to keep her on him, but on a story level, it doesn't make a lot of sense. I mean, the bag is right there, just punch the twink. Maybe if we had the chance to corner him or something and demand he gives us IVI back, snatching the bag and turning it over only for Rohan to be like, "You don't really think I would be walking around with it on me, do you? You can't be that obtuse." So now the operative knows trying to kill Rohan would result in probably never finding IVI again.

The chat with Leanna in chapter 3 would tie everything together too.

So, back when CH3 was the newest chapter, I was able to kiss Rohan. My question is, was that a bug? Did you change it on this chapter? Does he still kiss the operative in another route? The way he reacts points to Rohan wanting to jump my guy's bones, but he's still holding back, and as long as I see interest I'm going to keep pursuing him. I'm a simp like that.

I don't understand why the operative tells the director about Rohan? I thought lying to her would mean also lying about his name and appearance, just in case Lance sent her the IDs of the people on the ship, you know?

My canon route is calling the project instead of Rohan's contacts, but I did take a look at the other route. I think my favorite part is being able to discuss our families with Nash since I had already headcanoned the only family Crux has left is a drunk father he despises. I wonder if we'll have the chance of having this chat in the future if we don't contact Rohan's people?

There's a part where Rhaxa turns violent and we try to calm them down by putting a hand on their shoulder, which reminded me of that ask someone sent you wondering if they could be less responsive towards Joia. I had a hard time picturing Crux touching an angry alien—if anything, he would have scooped Joia and kept as far away from the sharp hissing creature as he could.

I think having a bit more say in the way the operative reacts to their companions would add to the story, however I recognize this is a work in progress and you can always add stuff later on, so I'm not all that worried about it.

(I also recognize I've been thoroughly spoiled by HG and how interactivefictionity it is. You might stick to a more book-like approach and there's nothing wrong with that. Different strokes for different folks)

Anyway, this game is super solid and I'm excited to see what happens next :3

[werebutch]

Ok so basically I work in a kitchen at a middle school and there’s a teacher that works down the hall from us. When I was taking trays out to the serving lines from the dishroom, she stopped me and asked if I lived near X and Y street. I said yes because I do. She said “oh thank god I thought you were following me home yesterday!” I kinda chuckled and said no but in my head I was thinking man what the fuck are you talking about and it really bothered me that she would be saying something like that when I’ve never even seen her outside the building/parking lot, especially because I’d never spoken to her before. Anyway that was a month ago and I’ve noticed that she never leaves before I do even when I’m just joking around in the parking lot with my coworkers (but we only see each other in the parking lot if me and my coworkers have stayed late, the kitchen leaves earlier than the teachers, so this has only happened a few times). Anyway today I was screwing around alone in my car for like ten minutes looking for lotion and writing my deposit slip out and as soon as I started my car she started hers and she pulled out right after me and literally followed me the whole way to my street and was watching me (like fully turned in her seat, I saw her in my rear view mirror) turn down my street which is apparently like one street before hers (based on what she said when she asked if I had followed her home a month ago) Anyways my point is do you think I should let my boss know about this. Just a heads up like “me and this lady live a block apart and she’s weird about it” or something just in case this lady tries to say something first or am I crazy and should I just let this go. Btw I’m 20 and she’s gotta be in her late 40s/early 50s. My mom thinks she might just be nervous because I tend to look and talk like a jerk when I’m nervous (and trust me this lady makes me nervous)

I don’t think you’re crazy LMAO I would be weirded out too if she was watching me like that 😭😭 I don’t think it’s anything to worry about at least from what you’ve told me.. it’s strange but more likely she was also just weirded out like your mom said n_n hope you’re doing well

[glitt3rcritt3r]

Finished my restyle of Tessa Park today n_n

Tried to cover as much skin as possible so the body not really matching the head isn’t super noticeable

Apparently she comes with this cool little concert program that has lyrics, pictures and signatures! I wish all the dolls came with something like this 💜

Gave her some earrings to match her fancy sock lol Does anyone else find it odd that there are a lot of dolls with pierced ears but no jewelry 🤔

[cornflowercanine]

guess what i got yesterdayyyyyyy :D

talkin a8t them;

sooo they arrived on the 28th, tracking said 'retention' and i was like hm idk what that means ill just w8 :)! and then while glancing at the faq for the site i got em from i saw If theyre in retention Please contact your local postal service. and i was like oh shit

so i went to the ups we8site and went to package tracking and !! i could schedule a redelivery online!! i didnt have to call anyone!!! Y333AAAAAAAHHH i scheduled the redilvery for friday, went w8 shit i work on friday, rescheduled for saturday (i get w33kends off n__n), IT CAME ON FRIDAY WHILE I WAS AT WORK ANYWAY?!?!?!?!!

and then when i got home i found out that.. for context my roomm8 has a camera that turns on and records when someones at the front door and sends him a notif a8t it, he s33s the postman ringing the door8ell over and over, no8odys home, he starts to walk away with the package, and roomm8 presses a 8utton that says 'talk' which hes never done 8efore, goes hey can you hear me. postman walks 8ack, goes yeah, ive got an international package here. roomm8 says smth idr what. postman goes well you can watch me sign it and thats good enough roomm8 goes yeah awesome

SO NOW I HAVE PACKIG OF FIRST EVER ANIME MERCHES I GOT MYSELF :D!!! i cant say their names due to this post can show up in search 8ut

the figma is sooooo cute ;__; i made her jumping for joy with her gun cause its Really fucking funny to me. and she sits at the side of my desk and is pointing her gun At Me when i sit at it and i k33p a8sentmindedly staring at her and smiling and going wowwww shes so pretty and i think this is what figures were made for.

the fumo. first off shes a good 8it 8igger than i thought (this is good). second off SHE'S SO FUCKING SOLID? I HAD HER SITTING ON MY LAP/WAS HUGGING HER ALL NIGHT YESTERDAY AND SHE WAS HURTING MY STERNUM FROM 8EING SQUISHED INTO ME. I TRIED TO SL33P HOLDING HER 8UT THIS GIRL HAS NO GIVE. SHE IS AN ARMREST. i had to set her to my side 8efore i fell asl33p. i understand why people 8eat the shit out of their fumos now, she could take it. she is so Structured. and i love her to 8its and pieces and hugging her makes me f33l 8etter :)

i got sooooooo lucky with these two. this fumo is the ONLY touhou char i strongly wanted Specifically a fumo of. and i found the site i use to get Anime Items RIGHT when she was not order closed, not even pre-order, 8ut ACTIVELY AVAILA8LE for FORTY 8UCKS!!!!

and the figma? she was 60 dollars, cuz she was pre-owned. n_n the entire package WITH shipping was only 112 (and yes i have the money to spare for this :3P dont worry) and the figma is in perfect condition :D it was marked as having minor scuffs etc 8ut the only thing ive noticed is that one of her hands is a little loose and idk if thats even the fault of the person who owned her 8efore.

i am so happy with these and i love them :D

[edgydroned]

oh ! she really hadn't expected doll to be so open to the idea of them talking or even hanging out again. what originally was just a courteous gesture to distract from the literal hell the two of them went through, uzi found herself actually feeling excited about the idea ? they hadn't properly hung out since forever ago, and by the time uzi did wanna reach out to her, the gap between them felt far too large. uzi had become a self proclaimed lone wolf and doll seemed far better off hanging out with lizzy and the other cheerleaders. she saw no point in ruining that for her or embarrassing herself.

" my house it is then. uh... my rooms a mess too, but you already knew that. n_n' " a light chuckle leaves her, poking fun at the time doll had broken in. she's hoping laughing about it now isn't pushing any boundaries. uzi could laugh about it now, how petty she really was being about the whole keybug. but hey so was doll ! hm. she'll keep that thought to herself for now.

a warm smile widens while she watches the girl disappear, fidgeting with her thumbs in her lap. the anxiety that weighed on her, finally lifted. her nerves calm if only for a few seconds...

while doll is away in her room, she may or may not hear uzi speaking to someone herself. cursing in a hushed, grating voice 'enough.' and 'not now' when doll makes rounds the corner, uzi's tail quickly retracts away; hollowed eyes stare back at the girl (crap did she hear it ? no. no way. quit looking guilty then !) she offers a smile back to the other girl, fixing her tensed posture as she leans over the counter, glossing over doll's phone.

" ... cool charms. " she mentions. a hesitant hand lifts behind the counter, reaching over to doll's phone. bringing it closer to her, she strategically or at least tries to use it to cover as much of her smjle as she can while inputting her number. " i'm glad you're back... by the way... i don't know if i ever said that yet. "

Doll is not faultless in the degradation of their relationship. She was the one who stood to the side, making no effort to reach out or defend Uzi from their classmates' teasing. They sit next to each other in class, for robo-christ's sake. Every school day was a missed opportunity to admit how badly she was really doing, to ask Uzi how she was, to say anything.

Hindsight hurts. Uzi was suffering from the same affliction that Doll was. She could have had someone to talk to about that. In the past, she talked to Lizzy plenty, but there was only so much her friend could understand and help with.

"I...don't mind," Doll admits, "but not at my house. It's. Um. Still very messy."

She scuffs the sole of her shoe on the floor and looks down. Doll doesn't know if she can rekindle her friendship with Uzi or not, but after what she has been through, she'll do anything to distract herself.

"Uh. I'll put your number in my phone. Just..." She wanders away to her room, and reappears moments later with her phone. It has a cluster of phone charms hanging from it that jangle with each step.

"I'll text you if I want to hang out."

[niuniente]

Can I just say that I love, LOVE, Miranda's character! Iean, she was pretty awesome in the strip club case, oozing female lead energy. But now that we get to know her a bit more I just- SHE'S SUCH A POWERHOUSE! A MITOCHONDRIA 💖 SHE CAN KICK ME IN THE FACE AND SMILE 😊

And Vanilla is such a great character so far. The first glimpse we get of her through photo sessions and the poster give us that vibe of innocent and sweet. But then she can shift to 180° and ITS ABOUT TO GO DOWN, BABY! I'm sorry she tried to shot Alrick but I gotta admit she's pretty badass. Pretty lady with guns are so~ *chef kiss* And no more bullets? *pulls out a GIANT KNIFE* "Say hello to my little friend~ YOU'RE GOING TO DIE HERE WITH ME, ALRICK!" AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~

I JUST CANT STOP ADMIRING SUCH POWERFUL LADIES AHHHHHHHHHHHH *dies*

Thank you! Working with Miranda is very fun. I'm happy she's decided to stay and wasn't just visiting as a side character in one comic. Did you notice how her speech patterns often end with some extra marks like hearts or stars? :3

Vanilla really surprised me but it's good. I wasn't sure how the comic ends until she showed her true, hidden colors. I know I have to address the events of the 9th comic in the next update in some way but I don't know yet how or when. So far I've updated once a month but I don't have any planned schedules.

I think I should actually concentrate more on Japanese studies and maybe some writing for a while... n_n;

[rational-mastermind]

15. "come taste! tell me if i need to add anything."

You know... I'm gonna reach back for this one. Gonna dredge up the King's Cafe au for this. n_n I saw @emile-hides’s fic from New Year’s? With Matt and John being little cuties? X3 It just inspired me to do it. ---

It was a dark...stormy day...

“Hmm..”

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A terrible storm had fallen over the town since that morning...

“No... No no.”

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It was...

....

Trilby sighed and looked out the window of the small cafe. It was a typical rainy day, really. The same grey clouds that have always hung around outside. Ever steadfast. The same gentle roll of distant thunder that was almost a lullaby to the townspeople at this point.

The cafe certainly seemed to be lulled by the gentle droning of rain on the roof.

Abed had fallen asleep by his chess set.

The good doctor had his laptop closed, nose buried instead into a psychology book. He looked like he was two pages from falling asleep himself.

Jim was huddled in a corner booth, trying to finish his homework.

Claire was sitting by the counter, also engrossed in a book herself. Siobhan was nowhere to be found. Trilby assumed she must’ve taken the day off.

He sighed again. He had been struggling to think of a way to begin this next chapter in his story for the last 2 hours and the peaceful atmosphere was doing nothing to help him either.

He wasn’t normally one for caffeine, it proved to be quite agitating for him, but he considered changing things up. Perhaps that was what he needed. Maybe a heart palpitation was just what was needed to help him find the tone for this next chapter.

“Hey Claire?” Matthew’s familiar voice caught his attention.

The young child poked his head through the door to the kitchen. He was bright and grinning as always.

“What’s up?”

“Come taste this! See if we need to add anything!”

She disappeared into the back. Trilby was very curious what the twins were up to this time. But seeing that the only one behind the counter was now gone, he decided to just try to get some more writing done instead.

He looked back at the blank empty screen and then sighed. Instead he closed his laptop and tried writing longhand instead.

The day was dark and cloudy. A cold, foreboding wind swept through the city as I peered down from my lofty purchase.

Yes, that seemed to be helping. With minimal scratches and rewrites, Trilby soon found his flow once more. The world around him began to fade away as he focused. His writing slowly encapsulating him as he dove deeper into his work. His pencil scratching with such practiced ease across the paper. His messy cursive consuming the paper entirely.

Yet little did I realize... that tonight would mark the first of many horrible nightmares to follow. Chasing me, even in my waking life. Tonight I shall come face to face with the haunting gaunt, pale face of-

“Mr. Trilby!”

“Hm?”

The world snapped back into focus and Trilby felt his attention being pulled back to Claire standing in front of him with a small plate in hand and a smile.

“Courtesy of the kitchen.” she explained. “On the house if you can come up with a name for it?” “Oh? Why me?” he smiled and politely took the cave being offered to him.

“Matthew thought you looked gloomy. He wanted to cheer you up.” Claire gave a glance and Trilby followed her eyes to find Matthew standing by the doorway with a hopeful smile and a polite wave.

Trilby smiled, a bit touched, and turned back to his treat.

“Well pray I don’t disappoint. Naming isn’t exactly my strongest suit I’m afraid.” he chuckled.

It was a was bear-shaped brownie. One large circle with two smaller ones for ears. The middle a light tan color to give the appearance of a muzzle, but overall, everything was a dark chocolate brown with rich sea salt caramel drizzled over to give it eyes, nose, and a small smile.

He took a bite. Rich and dark as chocolate was meant to be. Slightly bitter but the caramel helped in that regard to give it enough sweetness to pair well with anything anyone would be drinking. It wasn’t too dry, but almost cake-like in a sense, which was surprising. But what for a name?

“Hmm... It’s delicious...” he said at last, smiling back to the kitchen to find Matthew had inched closer and was now leaning on the counter, waiting patiently for his answer. “The sea salt caramel was a good choice.”

“It was John’s idea!” Matthew smiled brightly. “The bear was my idea. I wanted it to look cute for customers.”

“It’s very artistic. You should be proud with how well it came out.” Trilby smiled, happy to see Matthew hold himself a little higher with pride. He then set himself to the challenge at hand. “Hmm.. For a name though.. Caramel bears.. Sea salt...caramel bears... It’s a bit of a mouthful like that, isn’t it?”

“See, I was having trouble with that too.” Claire sat down opposite of him. “But the boys were trying so hard... And it’s delicious!”

“Perhaps.... Perhaps it’s too many words to work with.” he mused and flipped to an empty paper and began scrawling down a few different combination. “Hmmm.. Let’s see... Caramel Bears?”

“Hmm..” Claire shook her head with a slight frown.

“Seaside Bears?” she gave another shake of her head. “Sea Bears?”

“Ugh. No.” she shook her head, frowning more.

“Salty Bears?”

“But they’re not salty.”

“But the seasalt? In the caramel?”

“Hmm... Matt! What do you think?“

“I think it’s better than Brownie Bears like what John and I came up with.” Matthew chuckled.

“Well if the bakers like it then why not? We can have the Prince finalize them when he comes in later.” Claire smiled.

“Whoo! I’m gonna put it up on the board!”

Claire laughed as Matt hurried to get the stepping stool.

“Hold on! Let me help! You can barely reach it!”

Trilby chuckled, watching the scene play out, and took another bite of his Salty Bear.

[akiyamaasagi]

꧁~𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓌~꧂

Hi~~~ this is my first story and I think it's a bit embarrassing n_n but if u have any suggestions, tell me and I'll make the most of it :D

synopsis: He met you some time now and he felt something in his heart that no person or thing has ever impacted this feeling in his life. He realized that feeling is because of you and he is going to let you know it

Includes: Kaeya, and DIluc (I'll write more in the future pinky promise >_<)

Warning: complety sfw so don't u worry :) but a bit of Kaeya preference sry :d and a bit long (with a bit I refer to ridiculously long)

Kaeya~

Everyone knew something was wrong with him and still couldn't get a finger in it, even I knew about it. He would usually make a joke or tease anyone with that smirk of his and drinking one glass of wine after the other and laugh all night long. Now he will just stare at the sky with a serious face, he gets bland talking to me and looking at me confused while I'm just doing my work, but I never thought much about it.

I left the meeting room and Kaeya was still looking through the window, Jean was about to leave when "Kaeya, something is clearly on your mind" he got surprised and just replied "Haha... don't worry Grand Master, I just had a bit of a rough night" Her face showed a really worried side of her "Kaeya, I know something is wrong when I see it, you can be honest with me" Kaeya let a worried sigh and whispered " It's Y/N... I don't think I can see her like I used to when we first met, she somehow just changed me and made me like this somehow. I'm just overthinking what would happen if I told her this..." he realises Jean did heard everything and blabbed " Oh.. ahem don't get yourself over it, it's all alright now" Jean knew things are serious when the all mighty Kaeya gets nervous over something, but still smiled and said "I think she would like to know the truth, and I won't be the one to let her know that" he could only answer back "hehe I'll maybe give it a shot, and if it doesn't work, at least I'll tried"

I was eating a small meal with a cup of tea at the new cafe they opened in Mondstadt when I packed up my stuff and left, I saw Kaeya out the door and got surprised "Oh, good evening Kaeya, do you need something from me?" he broke a small sweat and replied "haha well there's no need to be formal Y/N but I do want to ask for a request to you if you can... not that you need to" I got surprised he got to his normal tone in speaking after those bland conversations we had this past week "Y/N, you have been overworking recently and a lot of people have told you to take a rest and avoid taking a small break, I am requesting you to take a moment to come with me at the bar and take a small time off at least"

My mouth dropped by that request especially when I did took time off right now "Well... I did take some time off right now, and I was planning to buy some things for work so that doesn't count as-" Kaeya interrupted me with his old smirk "Ah- Ah, eating is not a break and work has nothing to do with it either, consider this a favor for me, will you, cute thing?" he really did return to his normal self, probably that week was just something from my imagination "Well... if you really want me to... then I guess I will" I blushed as he took my hand and walked with me "Perfect~ then let's get going" we went to the classic bar he always used to go" we drink glass after glass and night was already with us, most of the people left and drunkard was crawling outside. It was me, Kaeya and the bartender...

"Why did you wanted me to come here, with you?" I could realize he was very lightly tipsy. his ears were red and his eyes were lightly closed "hehe can't I take you for one day without having you thinking about work?" I quickly looked at the clock and realized I have been here all evening, I could've finished a lot of work at that hour! "SHOOT I- I'm sorry I need to leave now!" I raced to grab my stuff and leave the tavern when Kaeya also left and grabbed me strongly by the wrist and hugged me at the back...

"No... please stay... I want you for the rest of the night~" My face was beet red and I got a little confused, what did he mean for the rest of the night? "W-what do you mean. I'm sorry Kaeya but I really need to leave now" He hugged me even closer and rested his head on my shoulder and caressed my cheek with his warm hand " I needed to take it off my chest sooner or later. I know you have been questioning my attitude recently. You are the best thing that has happened in my life and the most beautiful girl I have met, I love you, and I always did and I wouldn't forgive myself to lose you, I want to be the strong one in your eyes and the one that protects you and the one you can love back...if you allow me"

I calmed myself and realized I was the reason he was acting like this the whole time. I picked his face with my hand and whispered "I used to think the same about you, but I never told you..." his face was even redder and his eyes shined with the moonlight "Why that...?" I felt weird in his arms, but safe, warm, and cozy I was so calm I only answered "You are way too teasing to have that loving sid-" he interrupted pulling me for a kiss, his lips were soft and warm. He bit my bottom lip to put his tongue on mine... he showed me his soft romantic side to me and only to me... "haha~ is that a yes?" I got too shy to respond I only looked away and covered my mouth. "I only want to be with you now Kaeya~" he rests his head on my chest and hugged me tighter "Let me be yours and you'll be mine. So don't escape from me~"how would I...dummy~

Diluc~

I did the favor to Lianne to deliver the package to her cousin on the other side of Mondstadt. I like helping people in need so I don't mind, although I am running low on food, and it was extremely late. I saw a figure running towards me in the least of chances, and a whole group of hillichurls began to attack me. My energy was getting lower and lower swinging my sword everywhere when an abyss mage cornered me. When I gave up on fighting, a soft arm was holding my waist, I was so weak I laid unconscious on his arms, I felt like I could trust him whoever he was...

I felt that strong and warm body carrying me until I woke up on a mattress in a room I think I am familiar with... I saw Adelinde open the door with a bowl of hot water "Oh, Y/N you are awake now!" I cocked my head in confusion "What happened? Why am I here?" Adelinde soaked some bandages in the water and carefully wrapped them around my arm "Master Diluc said he found you unconscious on a hillichurl camp. He told me to take care of your wounds until he returns, he said he'd wish to take care of you personally but he found himself on some winery's problem..." My face was red knowing he saved and a bit shameful knowing he came all that way to save me when I could've done it on my own.

Some minutes of rest later, Diluc showed up at the door, worried "Y/N! Are you okay? Do you need anything? He hugged me tightly worrying that my wounds would ache more "Diluc, don't worry I'm fine. Thank you...for saving me..." I blushed and looked away when he smiled and brushed some of my hair away from my face and said "There's no need to thank me...watching you hurt aches me terribly, I'm just glad you are safe now~" Adelinde saw at Diluc with a confused expression. Diluc told me that he still had unfinished work and commanded me to get more rest and left the room.

"Uhmm, Y/N, you know what's wrong with him?" Adelinde came to me with a worried look and I could only say "What's wrong with him, something happened?" Adelinde looked around to make sure no one was around and whispered "He would get really angry and snap at everyone. Right now he would be serious but seeing him with a worried expression weirds me out" I would normally think he is grumpy sometimes, but snapping at everyone is not his thing. Curiosity got the better of me and I wanted to know the truth about it...

Diluc would come from time to time and told me to get more rest, although I did take rest for the past 2 hours, I still think he is hiding something from everyone. I would tell "How have you been?", "You should also rest" and "I'm worried about you, you should give it a rest" yet he always replied with "I'm more worried about you, I'm okay, and I'm just glad you're safe" If he'd really snap at everyone, then I'm into this situation. I already healed myself, so I thought I would just leave. I tried to find DIluc but he wasn't anywhere to be seen, I thought I could just leave and thank him when I'd found him.

I was about to leave the entrance when I heard a soft voice behind me "Y/N what are you doing?! It's raining outside, you'll catch a cold!" Diluc looked at me surprised and concerned, putting a hand at the door, I haven't noticed it was raining until I saw outside the window "Oh, Diluc, don't worry, I am already feeling better, and I was planning to go quickly back to the city-" he hugged me tightly, his strong arms embracing softly my arms and whispered "Please stay, I don't want any threat to approach you, you'll be safer here~" I got slightly frustrated and pushed him away and complained "¡Why are you so worried about me! I did saw how you snap at everyone and get frustrated all the time, I know it's because you overwork yourself and you are tired all the time and keep pushing through, so, please... stop worrying about me..."

His expression was shocked hearing how I complained to him, some seconds of silence later he looked away and got mad, he shut his eyes and murmured "Why do you think its because I overwork...If I had told you sooner you wouldn't be concerned..." I just realized I was throwing a tantrum and looked down "Diluc... I-I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-" He hugged me again, tighter this time, his warm arms around my waist and his head above mine, he stroked my hair and said "All those feelings, all those actions... are because of you~ Because I was denying I loved you, and I was insecure... I don't know who told you about this but... I was stressed out because I wanted to take this out of my chest. I didn't even mind work... I love you and I don't want to deny it anymore, I'm sorry... I made you feel that way~"

He stayed shut and suddenly pulled my cheek to meet my lips with his. He was gentle yet passionate, I knew that he felt a lot of pressure off his shoulders admitting the truth~ When I was running out of breath, he pulled out and rested his head on mine. After a minute of silence, I teared up, he said all that and made me look like a brat complaining at everything "Y/N, please don't cry! Ignore everything I said! But please don't cry...I'm sorry" my tears ended up as rivers when I only cried out "Why didn't you told me earlier, I did love you some time ago... but I got scared, and I hid it from everyone... I didn't want to let you know, and if everything you've done for me today makes me look back at those days... I do love you too, I want to be your lover!" I jumped to his arms and he holds me, embracing me and burying his face on my chest "Please do... I love you Y/N~"

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GAAAAHHH I love them I had to >u< if u have any suggestion or other series u want me to write abt let me know. okie I'll go to sleep bc it's literally 3:30 am rn k bye~

[thedevildomdaily]

Demonic Possessions Ch 3.Mr. Happyface Sunshine Boy & The Best Route Responses

NOTE: I hope you're enjoying the new fic. I feel much happier and less exhausted. n_n Let me know in the notes or via private message your thoughts on anything related to the fic and/or my characters. I do want to develop relationships between all of the characters before the NSFW stuff happens. I hope y'all are cool with that.

Warnings: Just typical swearing this chapter

Lena was reluctant to say, “I think our exit from your bedroom this morning gave Levi the wrong impression...and it made him uncomfortable.” Lilly and Asmodeus had completely different reactions. The human was concerned, knowing how much anxiety Levi could have in situations that made him feel awkward. His younger brother, however, thought it was hilarious!

And of course he would. He interacted with the nephilim as intimately as possible, purposefully allowing his brothers to assume something happened with her. He didn’t realize just how strongly Leviathan would feel about it. It was quite amusing.

“Uhm...Lucifer?” Lena hesitantly called to the eldest demon. He, of course, looked irked by his brother’s exclamation and exit from the group. “My tour guide just ran away. What do you want me to do?” She accepted Lucifer as her ‘boss’ while staying in the Devildom. There was something about his demeanor, his smug expression, that irritated her a little. The way he looked down at her (quite literally) with an indifference.

“Satan. Escort Lena to her first class.” The blonde’s face was stuck in a book as he walked behind them. He sighed, and nodded, “Right. Follow me Lena.”

Lucifer continued before she could walk away, “Leviathan will be in each of your classes. Follow after him, even if he’s reluctant to walk with you. If he tries to actually abandon you, remind him that I told him to escort you and there will be consequences if he fails.”

Her eyes widened at that statement. That was a little extreme. It made her think that Lucifer really didn’t like or trust her at all. He absolutely wanted the indigo-haired otaku to stick with her, even against his will. “Ugh...okay…”

After agreeing to relay the message, Lena and Satan divided from the group. He at least had this first class with Leviathan and herself. Maybe it wouldn’t be so awkward? It was definitely premature to be getting jealous over her; they’d known each other for less than 24 hours. She’d really hoped to run into her brothers, but she’d settle for seeing them at lunchtime.

~

“How should I approach Leviathan?” Lena finally asked Satan. He seemed so absorbed in his reading that she didn’t really want to bother him too much.

Satan snapped his book shut in a nonchalant manner, and looked upwards as he thought. “Why would you want to approach him? He’s pretty much the greatest shut-in I’ve ever seen. He’s not one for making friends unless they are 2-D characters in his video games.”

Lena frowned, “Well for one, that’s really harsh. Two, that’s exactly why I’d like to talk to him. I want to be his friend, especially since he’s my ward under command of Mr. Happyface Sunshine Boy…” The nephilim mocked Lucifer’s stance and Satan froze for a moment.

“Did you just…?” He couldn’t believe someone referred to Lucifer as ‘Mr. Happyface Sunshine Boy’. Satan was on the verge of dying and sinking into Oblivion over that. He had to cover his mouth with his fist, trying his best to refrain from revealing the true joy he was feeling.

Of course caught on to him trying his best to hide the laughter. “What, is that not accurate? How about Sir Jubilant VanLaughs A Lot? Dr. Giggling WonderHugs?” she smirked and tried to peek at Satan, to see the tears beading-up around his eyes. His ears were red too and it was so cute and hilarious.

“S-top it..” he murmured. There was very little air left in Satan’s lungs, “I can’t. I think I will always refer to Lucifer as Mr Happyface Sunshine Boy...it’s so wrong…”

The two made the rest of the trip to the third floor alchemy lab mocking the eldest demon brother. Apparently he and Belphegor weren’t huge fans of his. Lena would take note of that as leverage for getting Belphegor to warm up to her later on if necessary. She wanted him to just give her a small chance if possible. Leviathan too. She thought she’d gotten off to a good start, talking games and anime the other evening before dinner.

Speak of the devil(haha)! Leviathan was sitting alone at a potions table, his face still glued to his phone. There was an empty seat beside him, so Lena actually bolted to it just as the bell rang. The demon’ eyes widened beneath his long bangs at her suddenly beside him. And since the bell rang, he couldn’t get up. Not that there were any other seats available now anyways.

“Looking to escape me?” Lena whispered, “too bad son! You’re stuck with me like glue until my time in the Devildom ends. Your delightfully charming brother Lucifer wanted me to let you know.” This caused his face to glow red and he gripped his DDD tightly. She couldn’t even tell if he was angry or embarrassed. She assumed both, but decided not to let up. If he was going to run, she would chase until he caved in. It was a little exciting.

~

As soon as alchemy ended, the third oldest brother tried to bolt, but Satan and Lena both took his arms. The blonde decided to help out in exchange for the laughs she gave him at Lucifer’s expense earlier. She may be worthy of his little club ya know? Besides, he would somehow get blamed for leaving Lena otherwise unattended to if Levi didn’t cooperate.

“WAAAAGH!!!!” he exclaimed, “Let go! Physical contact is a no for me!”

“Will you please listen to me for a moment?” Lena asked. He shook his head ‘no’. It made her sigh and she let go of him. “Fine...I wish you’d just talk to me for a moment. I mean, wouldn’t Ruri-chan give me a chance?”

That caused the demon to freeze. What did she know about Ruri-chan!? Still, even though she was taking a wild guess, Lena was right. Ruri-chan always gave her friends the benefit of a doubt and was eager to hear anyone out.

The third oldest looked first to Lena, and then to Satan. Where she was looking dejected, his brother looked pissed. He’d tell Lucifer in a heartbeat if he were to run off again he was sure. He was already going to hear about it when he saw Lucifer next anyways and he was afraid he was going to get grounded from purchasing anything on Akuzon for a month.

“W-wait.” He stammered as Lena started to pull away from him, “That was a low-blow using my precious Ruri-chan against me!” He eyed her sternly and sighed, “What do you have to say to a shut-in like me anyways?”

“Firstly, I want to say this: Stop talking down about yourself. There’s nothing wrong with being an Otaku or an introvert. You’re way too hard on yourself and if it’s because your brothers make fun of them, then just ignore ‘em. They all have flaws too. Some of which are way worse than nerdy obsessions…” Lena gave a side glance at a knowing Satan. He had gone on a solid tangent about Lucifer earlier, and then remembered his anger towards Mammon.

Lena continued, following the brothers into the hall slowly, “Next, I want to address what happened with Asmodeus.” She couldn’t believe she was having this talk with a grown-ass demon. “Not that it is ANYONE’S business, but nothing happened between us last night. He was just being his flirty self. His implications were to just play a joke. He’s rather mischievous isn’t he?”

“You’ve got no idea…” Satan grumbled.

“I may be 5’4” and I am a half human. But I am probably older than Solomon himself and I don’t feel threatened at all by Asmo so you have nothing to fret over if you’re just concerned for my safety.” She knew that wasn’t the case. It was really cute knowing he was a little smitten by her in such a short time.

Leviathan saw the chance to get through this embarrassing event and move on. “Yes...I was just concerned about you and didn’t know how to address it. Asmo can be extremely lecherous and I didn’t know if a nephilim could resist his charm abilities.”

“Well I couldn’t deny that I was a little curious…” Lena snickered, “I’m just not that easy. And it's really nothing to get worked up over. His and my relationship is of it’s own and I wouldn’t let it stop me from pursuing others…” The brothers paused and blinked before looking at each other, not quite understanding what Lena meant. The expressions made her laugh some more.

“What does that mean exactly?” Satan asked. He’d glanced at the time and motioned for them to hurry on to their next class.

Lena played it coy at first, “I dunno..you tell me.” The blonde frowned and glared at her. She was just as bad as Asmo it seemed. “Fine. it’s means that I’m non-monogamous. I believe in open relationships…”

Leviathan’s brows raised and Satan got a little embarrassed for pressing the matter. “I see...well then I’m certain Asmo wouldn’t mind if you did decide to…you know what? Never mind. We’ve no time to discuss this. Get to class and I’ll see you both later. Leviathan. Don’t abandon her again or Lucifer will tie you up like he does Mammon…”

That made his older brother gulp and start picking up the pace, “C-Come on Lena!”

The nephilim laughed and followed after Leviathan to Advanced Demonology & Ethereal Beings. It seems that she had managed to fix things with him, only to embarrass Satan next. These demon lords were such easy targets and she wasn’t even trying. The only reason Leviathan didn’t get further involved into the conversation was because he wasn’t entirely sure he grasped what she was saying for one, and the fact that he swore he saw Lucifer in the distance glaring at him caused Leviathan to be distracted for another.

~

The two barely made it to their next class. Both Belphegor and Beelzebub were in there as well. After welcoming Lena and reviewing the material from the previous day, the instructor had the class silently read a couple of chapters and answer the corresponding review questions. Typical school stuff.

Bored, Lena decided to take her new DDD for a test drive by chatting with Levi who looked as extremely bored as her. She also noticed that the youngest brother was sound asleep and drooling so much. She snapped a picture of it for a later date. Too cute!

Lena:“So are you going to go shopping with us after school today?”

Levi: “Yeah I guess. There's a comic shop I want to show you that has crane games I want to try my hand at again.”

Lena: “Sweet! Should I invite the twins as well?”

Levi: “Lol you can try. Beel will go if he can eat somewhere. Belphie is totes salty w/ you still I bet!”

Lena: “Well he is the baby I guess? Lol I don’t want him to hate me though!!! T_T ”

Levi: “ROFL!! 1000% The baby! Idk how to get him to like you. Start with Beel first. He only listens to him.”

Lena: “Totally get it! My bros & I won’t listen to anyone else. Lol well, we only listen to Azri. He’s Boss Level diva and we don’t want him nagging at us! Kinda like a certain big bro of yours amiright!?! ;D”

Levi: “OMD!!!! ROFL!”

Leviathan actually chuckled a bit in the quiet classroom and Beelzebub took notice. Actually a couple others noticed. It made Lena giggle under her breath too and she put her head down on her open text book.

~

When class ended, Leviathan waited for Lena to get some additional assignments from the instructor so she could catch up. She didn’t look like it, but the nephilim was a solid A student and enjoyed learning new things. It came with being one of the oldest females alive in the human world, and going through the struggles of inequality. Like hell was she going to let her gender decide her ability to learn. She was glad her father was so progressive and allowed her to go to school and do pretty much anything her brothers did.

“It looks like the two of you are getting along better.” Beelzebub said to Leviathan as he nudged Belphegor awake.

Leviathan was going to choose the tsundere path during this play-through. “I don’t know what you mean. We’re fine. It’s not like I was personally upset with her, a 3D world member.” Sure. Sure.

“So you’re just afraid of Lucifer’s punishment?” Belphegor asked with a huge yawn between words, “Then why were you two giggling and texting each other during class?”

His two brothers stared at Belphegor dumbfoundedly, “how could you possibly know that?! You were sound asleep!” Levi exclaimed.

“You were snuggling your book as a pillow and now it’s covered in drool again…” Beel added. He held it up by the ‘dry corner’ to show a long slime trail dripping off the bottom. “Satan is going to be mad because he just got you this replacement.”

“Oh hey guys!” Lena interjected as she joined them, “Sorry it took a moment Levi.” He waved it off. “So did you ask them?”

“Ask us what?” Belphegor gave the nephilim a suspicious look. He still didn’t trust her and of course he was still salty about losing his clubhouse in the attic to her.

Lena took the opportunity to actually get a chance to talk with Belphegor, “Last night Lilly, Asmo, and Mammon decided to take me on a big shopping trip to get a few necessities and to show me around the downtown area.” She tried to gauge his face for a mood change, “I wanted to see if you two would like to join us?”

The twins thought for a moment. Clearly Beel was waiting on his twin’s response because he was being supportive of him and his feelings. It was extremely sweet. To nudge them into agreeing, Lena decided to pander a little.

“Lilly told me that you would be the perfect person to show me where to get some good local food, Beel. Oh, uhm is it okay to call you that?” She asked cheerfully.

Beel’s full attention quickly shot to Lena, “Yes! I can definitely take you on a food tour through the city!” he chuckled, fully game to dine with her and totally forgetting his brother in the process. “And you can call me Beel, that’s fine!”

Belphegor could see what Lena was doing. She was clearly trying to charm the both of them like Asmo or Mammon when they wanted something badly. He was definitely not going to fall for it…

“And Belphegor...Asmo said you were the one to help him pick out those extremely soft pillows he’s got; the comforter too! Now, I’ve never been into the Celestial Realm or anything, but I imagine that must be what a Heavenly cloud feels like!?” Lena boasted, “Could you pretty please help me find something like that? You must be an expert finding the right fit…”

“Of course I am. I have a huge collection of different types of pillows…” and he fell for it!

By the end of their discussion, Lena had both Beel and Belphegor agreeing to tag along after school. Leviathan told her she chose the best Route Responses for the both of them and the Event would be successful.

They went on to their next class, and agreed to join the twins and others at lunch time to discuss the trip.

[knittingdreams]

Fireheart - Chapter 8

Okay, let’s quickly give you all the links to the previous chapter while I *cof cof* work on a *cof* masterlist :D

Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7

If you’re new to this story, Fireheart is a HS AU from the TOG saga. (I love and hate abbreviations so much, lol) It’s centered around Celaena joining High School when she’s 17, to try and find clues on who killed her parents. 

Sam (my baby, my love, my little beam) has a lot of protagonism in this story, and you’ll see his POV quiet often (like on this chapter, yayyy)

WARING: Almost every chapter will have physical violence and blood. I will do my best to remember and add other pertinent warnings on each chapter (sorry if I don’t, I’m still pretty new to publishing my work and sometimes forget about this things. Don’t hesitate to let me know if I forget, so I can make sure to add them up and save any readers a bad time, which is the last thing I want <3 I want my writing to entertain you, sometimes to break your heart a little, but only to fill it back up with mushy feelings afterwards n_n)

On the last chapter.... We left Celaena in the office, the door knob slowly twisting....

CHAPTER 8

A thanks would do

The dance floor was still packed, the same as it had been since the start of the night. People came and went, but the crowd never diminished. Sam had been dancing to the side of the room for a while, trying to talk with as many people as possible while keeping an eye on Celaena. He hadn’t been surprised when he saw her walking up the marble stairs, and had made sure to start a counter on his wristwatch. 

It was sitting on eleven minutes when Sam started to get fidgety and walked closer to the stairs’ landing while dancing with a girl called Ansel. She was so incredibly full of energy; Sam was almost struggling to keep up. 

“This party is lit!” The girl said as she raised her arms in the air and started spinning around in circles.

Sam used the distraction to leave the girl behind and move closer to the stair, casually lingering around the landing while fake sipping from an empty plastic cup. By the twelfth minute Chaol Westfall, the one he had learned to be Dorian’s best friend, headed up the stairs. He waited until the guy was almost to the top before he rushed up on silent feet. The staircase ended up in a long hallway stretching to the right, and a dead-end to the left. Sam peeked through the corner, watching Chaol walk halfway across the hallway and stop in front of a door. His hand sat on the knob for a moment before he looked to the side, towards the end of the hall, and kept walking.

“For fucks sake,” Sam murmured under his breath.

He tiptoed the first half of the hallway and once he was there, Chaol’s hand on the knob of the last door, he purposely tripped with the carpet and cursed out loud. Chaol almost jumped up as he turned around, his brows tightly knit together.

“What are you doing here?” The student president asked in a stern voice.

“So- So sorry, mate,” Sam half slurred. “They-Someone… told me there was a- agh- toilet up here,” he finished as he scratched the back of his neck, holding himself against the wall with one hand.

“You shouldn’t be up here,” Chaol said as he walked towards him. “There’s a bathroom downstairs you can use.”

“There was a - agh - really long - que… queue,” he finished as he stretched an arm and rested it on Chaol’s shoulder for extra support. “I’m really... busting.”

“Come here, I’ll show you the way to the secret bathroom out back, Dorian will kill you if you puke up here,” he continued. “He will get the place professionally cleaned up before his father is back in town, but still, he hates when people sneak up.” Chaol kept talking almost to himself as he walked Sam down the hall and towards the stairs. 

Sam looked back just in time to see Celaena peeking through the door before they turned the corner.

“You owe me,” he said under his breath, low enough for his voice to be lost under the music that was already reaching them from below.

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All everybody was talking about on Monday morning was how amazing Dorian’s party had been. But all Sam could think about, was how close of a call it had been. He was sure Celaena had a plan B and could have gotten out of it, but any kind of suspicion could have ruined her plan. They were lucky no one had found anything out, and Celaena had shown back in the middle of the dance floor minutes later, dancing around as if she had never left.

He hadn't told Arobynn about the incident, he was too scared he would have scolded Celaena for being careless and almost getting caught. He was risking his neck by keeping that information to himself, but it was worth the risk. And obviously, Celaena hadn’t thanked him for the help. She hadn’t even spoken a word to him since the party.

Once lunchtime came over, Sam was feeling restless after thinking for so long. He needed something to do, he was probably just not used to the quietness. He had had a really busy weekend training for the fights to come, and sitting still wasn’t resonating with him. The tournament was set to start in a month, but he had a fight on the weekend to win his place in the competition, which meant he had trained hard, his muscles still aching from the strain he had caused his body.

He looked up at Celaena, who was eating her lunch with the exchange student again before he decided to go for a walk. He hung his bag from his shoulder and started circulating the hallways, pretending to be mindlessly walking while he tried to catch on anything unusual. He hadn’t studied the building as much as Celaena had, and he was always glad for any spare time to get to know the place better.

The halls were almost deserted and fairly quiet, which was probably why he heard the soft sobs coming from one of the classrooms. He headed straight towards the sound, opening the door slowly and finding a girl with her head hidden between her arms. All he could see was a mass of dark brown hair spilled onto the desktop. 

“Are you okay?” He asked as he approached the crying girl, carefully placing a hand on her forearm.

As the girl looked up, her emerald eyes made Sam’s gut twist at the sadness behind them. Her eyes were red-rimmed, with tears pooling in the corners. She looked puzzled for a moment, as if unsure of what to say.

“I’ll be alright,” she said in a small voice. “Just… leave me alone, I didn’t think anybody would find me here.” She turned around, hiding her face between her arms again.

Unsure of how to proceed, Sam sat on the floor next to her, his legs crossed.

“I think I’ll stick around in case you want to talk to someone, I promise I won’t bother you, but you shouldn’t be alone while you’re in pain,” he said. “I’ll be quiet,” he added.

She looked down at him with fresh tears running down her cheeks. “Why would you do this? You don’t even know me,” she said between quiet sobs.

“I don’t need to know you in order to care, Lysandra,” he said. She didn’t seem surprised that he knew her name, but why would she? Everybody in school knew who she was.

“Sorry, I don’t even know your name,” she said as she wiped her tears and tried to smile a little.

“I’m Sam, Sam Cortland.” He extended his hand, and Lysandra shook it with a chuckle.

“Why are you being so nice to me?”

“You’re distressed, I know I would like someone to be by my side if I was in your position, so here I am. I can listen to what’s troubling you, or I can just sit here in silence. If you like it better, we can chat about the weather or any other non-important matters to keep your mind off whatever is troubling you,” he offered.

Lysandra wiped the remaining tears with the palm of her hand, seeming calmer after Sam’s little monologue. She took out a small mirror from her bag and opened it up. 

“Don’t think I’m superficial, but I rather people not notice I’ve been crying,” she explained as she fixed her makeup, adding some mascara and then concealer under her eyes.

“Here, look at me,” Sam said as he pushed her chin lightly to make her look his way. “Hmmm, I can’t even tell, your eyes look brighter if that’s even possible, but you look as good as you do every day,” he concluded with a smile as he let go of her chin and stood up, offering her a hand. “Would you like to head back to the cafeteria?”

Lysandra accepted his hand to get to her feet but shook her head in denial. She smiled warmly at him for a moment, and then looked down to her feet.

“That would only lead to trouble, and the bell is probably about to ring. I’ll head straight to my next class, but thank you, Sam Cortland,” she looked up as she said his name, and started to walk towards the door.

“I’m always here to help,” Sam said as he followed her towards the door.

Lysandra walked through the threshold and turned left almost at the same time that Sam went out the door barely a step behind her, and turned the other direction. He was watching the girl walk away, and didn’t notice the small group of people coming back from the cafeteria already, making him bump straight into someone’s chest.

“Sorry,” he muttered as he took a step back and looked up.

“Look where you’re going, you fucking newby!” The guy he had bumped into said. Sam took an extra step back, feeling the angry energy that was emanating from the guy. He knew his kind, and he could tell anything he said would be used as an excuse to start a fight. 

There were already a few curious eyes looking their way, making him confirm his suspicions that the guy meant trouble.

“Sorry mate, my bad,” Sam said with his palms raised, trying to look smaller than he was as he rounded his shoulders inwards.

The guy standing in front of him took a step forward. He wasn’t taller than Sam, maybe even an inch shorter, but as the guy cracked his knuckles, Sam realized he wasn’t alone. Two taller guys were towering behind the first one, keeping watch.

“What were you doing, getting out of a room with a taken girl?” The bully said loud enough for the whole hall to hear as he pointed at Lysandra as if looking for an excuse to get mad at him. Sam looked over his shoulder and found the girl frozen in place only a few steps behind him.

“Leave her out of this,” Sam said, taking a protective step forward. “She’s got nothing to do with whatever is going on here.” He pointed to the narrow gap in between them. 

The guy closed that gap, grabbing a fist full of Sam’s shirt by its collar. He ran his other hand through his short black hair as a chuckle escaped his lips and his equally dark eyes bored into Sam’s golden ones. 

“What is going on here, is that you're about to get a black eye for being a smart ass,” he spat on his face.

“Look, mate,” Sam said with his hands still lifted in front of him, showing his palms. “I don’t even know you, sorry I bumped into you. Now, let’s just be mature about this and move on.” He smiled then, and he knew straight away that was the wrong thing to do. He knew the type all too well, the guy in front of him was going to have his head just for existing, just because he could feel a different vibe coming out of him; just because he felt threatened. 

He wished he could explain he was no competition to him.

“I’m Rourke,” the guy said with a grin. “And now that we know each other, junior, let’s teach you a lesson.”

Before Sam could even blink, Rourke’s fist collided against his jaw.

I’m so sorry my baby bean Sam T_T I love you! <3

Isn’t he the most adorable thing?? <3

[curealkira]

Birthday Special for Laur (one-shot)

A special little one-shot story for my special sister-friend, @iluvsexyvoltageguys(aka Laur). The story is set in Be My Princess universe (Otome game owned by Voltage Inc). As a disclaimer, I do not own anything...I mean...yeah...I don’t..except for...myself...lol. This is honestly the first time I made a story as a B-day gift for a friend so I hope this story is good enough for her n_n…..I mean I really hope I depicted her properly in this story. If not and she ends up being OOC…..forgive me my friend n_nU...I tried my best >_<. Happy (belated) Birthday Laur, my special, silly friend who I love and want to be possessive towards for laughs ;3. 

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Laura: “Oh my god! You actually made all this, Kittah!? How were you able to make such a shape!”

Kittah: “Psshh, girl you know I enjoy trying new things with my creations. Plus I wanted to be the first to make you something for your special day. No one, and I mean no one, should beat me in being the first afterall.~”

At present, both of us, for special reasons, are currently residing at Liberty Manse. It was the day before my birthday, February 16th. As usual, my friend, Kittah, always works hard to make various things for me for my birthday. Mainly on the lines of sweets. This year she made lion face cookies. It was a little sloppy but I could tell she put in a lot of effort for me. Though the oddest thing was that she normally gives me my gift first thing in the morning right when I wake up. But knowing her, if I ask she just brushes it off with her amused-cryptic expression. Learning from my time with her, the best thing to do is just to not bother asking. 

Laura: “Can I try one now?” Kittah: “Why ya asking me? Eat when you want. It’s yours.” 

Fair enough. Tasting one,...just oh my gosh! It's soft and not too sweet! She really got this flavor down!

Laura: “Kittah! You are a baking expert!!!” Kittah: “Nah. I ain’t. But seeing ya being all smiley smiley is good enough for me~.” Laura: “Awww! I love ya!! I really love this early birthday gift!”

Kittah: “Heheh. Yes yes I know girl. I know~” I couldn’t help but give her a really big hug. 

During this time, I wasn’t aware of being seen from afar by two people, one of whom had his pair of emerald green eyes stare sharply at the scene. 

------------------------------------------The next day--------------------------------------------

 How did I get myself into this?

I am currently sitting in a helicopter next to Prince Keith. It was dark outside like late evening. Neither Luke nor Kittah was with us. Part of me was confused since Keith hasn’t said anything, but at the same time I had little hope that if this has anything to do with my birthday. 

Thinking about the events from a few hours ago...it was quite something for a morning. 

It was only about 3 hours since I woke up. Of course, as per usual, Kittah wished me Happy Birthday again when I just woke up. And then few of the butlers and maids, as well as Cathy and Luke, wished me happy birthday with a few gifts. Heck, even the princes from the other kingdom, as well as Nobel Michel and Zain, gave me wishes. However, there was one who has yet to do so. I found out that Keith had some important businesses to take care of and would not be back until evening time. It was disheartening but I mean I understand since he’s the prince and all but still...I thought we got close enough for him to wish me early. Well, there’s still hope for the evening. 

Hours went by and I was being kept company by Cathy and Kittah for the majority of the day. We were all in the middle of having evening tea until my phone started ringing, which was off given the time. And when seeing who was calling, I answered immediately. 

Laura: “Hello?” Keith: “Be ready in 15 minutes. Wear something warm. Come to the main gates.” Laura: “Wait wha-?” Beep. Beep. Beep. Typical. I should be used to this already but still. Kittah: “Better hurry and get ready, Laur.” Laura: “Huh?”

Kittah: “You don’t want to keep Brat Boy waiting, now don't ya?”

Cathy: “Hehe, she’s right. Hurry and go get ready!” Both of them knew who was on the phone and gave me amused grins. I swear these two really can read me sometimes. Feeling touched by their thoughtful consideration, I immediately head back to my room to get ready into something warm as he stated. Not too long afterward, I was waiting outside wearing a simple long sleeve white blouse, denim jeans, and a sweater.

But where on earth is he? It’s already been 15 minutes like he said. 

Laura: “Really now. He’s the one who told me to come out here and yet he’s the one late.”

Just as I was about to consider giving him a text, suddenly a burst of wind followed by a loud sound coming from above was heard.

And I couldn’t even believe what I was seeing.

Laura: “What the he-“

???: “Took you long enough! Get up! We don’t have time!”

Well, how unsurprising. It was none other than Keith himself shouting down at me from above...in a helicopter….

Laura: “You gotta be kidding me…”

Ideally, I should be gobsmacked...but somehow I can’t help but be unsurprised by this extravagant entrance as the helicopter slowly descended. Knowing him, he’s gonna get annoyed if I delay any further, so just shrugged it off and got myself in the helicopter with his help.

And now here we are at present times. I still have no clue where he is taking me. He refused to budge and tell me. 

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Keith: “We’re here.” And where is here exactly? But of course, I naturally wouldn’t get my answer. Knowing that I was helped down from the helicopter...before I got...blindfolded!? Laura: “W-what the hell!?”

Keith: “Quiet. Just shut up and follow.” Not wasting any time, contrasting to the sound of his voice, he took my hand gently as he was leading me to who knows where. Keith: “We are almost there.” Laura: “Almost whe-” Suddenly I hear the sound of crashing salty-smelling water and crunching sound with each step I take. Are we at a beach..?

Keith: “Stay here. And don’t remove that blindfold until I tell you. Got it?” Placing me somewhere...who knows where...he said that before he walked off without even letting me say anything. Typical. But what the heck is going on?

A few moments later, I hear his footsteps approach me from behind with each crunching footsteps until he stood right behind me. 

Laura: “Hey. Can you please tell me what’s going on-” Keith: “Quiet.”

Immediately after saying that, the blindfold was removed...and at the same time...I heard loud booms in the sky...and it was a sight I didn’t expect. 

Fireworks, one by one and at the same time, rocketing into the sky and bursting into shimmers of colors and shapes...It was breath-taking.

Keith: “And now for the finale…” Laura: “Huh? What do you-..” Keith: “Don’t turn. Look.”

Having both sides of my head motioned back up in the sky...I could not believe what I saw. It was touching enough that I nearly got emotional. 

Afterall….the last sets of fireworks spelled out…             

                                    “HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LAURA”

Laura: “Keith, this is..”

I turned around to be surprised again with a bouquet of roses held right out in front of me. There was so much, it practically covered my view of his face...but I swear I could see a small hint of red on his cheeks. 

Keith: “What are you waiting for?? Just take the damn roses already…...no….I mean...It’s your birthday and all...and well...You...like roses...walking on the beach and that kind of stuff...right?”

Laura: “How did you kno-” Keith: “Who do you think I am!? You think I wouldn’t know!? Just take the roses already.” He shoved the roses to me in my hands before looking away, with his ears red. Keith: “And...Happy Birthday…”

He said that before pulling me into a tight embrace.

I never felt happier than I am now. This is truly a birthday that I will never forget for my entire life. 

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End I am so sorry this took me a week, Laur. But I still hope you enjoyed this fluffy story. 

[animeniacss]

What I Want - BadBoy! Taehyung x Reader  - Chapter 8 - Seoul Christmas Festival

Synopsis:  You are an innocent, excitable new girl, moving all the way to Korea due to your dad’s new job. As you anxiously learn about the new world around you and how you’ll make your mark, you stumble into none other than bad boy Kim Taehyung and his band of six crazy friends. He seems to be bothered but you, something he doesn’t even understand. Will you be able to tolerate the shenanigans of Taehyung and his rowdy friends, or will you fall victim to his charms just like everyone else?

Featuring Jihyo and Dahyun (TWICE) as your friends, and BTS members as Taehyung’s group of friends.

Genre: Romance, BadBoy!V, BadBoy!BTS, High School Romance, Drama

Length: approx. 4k words

Chapter 8 - Seoul Christmas Festival

“The Seoul Christmas Festival, hm?” your mother asked as she stood in the kitchen, doing the dishes. You were leaning against the island counter, taking a sip from your soda as you watched your mother work.

“Yeah. Dahyun was showing me the website where you can buy tickets the other day.” You said. “And she said that there’s tons of food and games, and it’s really pretty at night when all the lights come on. I’m really excited.”

“Then let’s hope that next weekend comes quickly.” Your mother smiled, glancing over at you to see you looking towards your phone. When she saw you smile, she couldn’t help but find herself smiling as well. “Is that Taehyung?” she asked. You immediately put your phone on the table, screen side down.

“What? No!” You said quickly. When you saw your mom smile widen a bit in amusement, you sighed. “He just sent me a picture of the tickets…” you said softly. Holding up your phone, you showed your mother a picture. Taehyung was taking a picture of himself with the two tickets in front of his face. The text underneath read:

December 15, be ready! n_n

“December 15th…” You said to your mom. “That’s when we’re going.” Your mother smiled.

“Then you need to make sure you pick the groceries up early that day so you have the rest of the day to yourself.” She said. “Okay?” You nodded, eyes still focused on the picture.

“Yeah, I hear you…” you said. “I’ll get them nice and early…” As you looked at the top of your phone, you blinked. “I should probably find something to wear.” You said.

“But the 15th is like three days away.” Your mom pointed out as she turned in your direction. However, she saw you were already rushing up the steps and most likely didn’t even hear what she said. It made her chuckle. “Oh to be young…” she hummed, turning back to finish the dishes.

Up in your room, you looked at the text once again, simply replying with a smiley face before heading towards your closet. You flung it open and began searching for a nice winter outfit to wear on the fifteenth. You had a lot of options, you, Jihyo, and Dahyun went shopping a couple of times at the start of winter, in hopes of finding some cute outfits quickly. You did, and you were hoping one of them would work for your date. After what seemed like forever, you found it, the perfect outfit. A white turtleneck long-sleeved shirt with a high waist black skirt and some black leggings. You had a pair of thigh-high boots that you had been meaning to wear, along with a beige coat. Gathering up some matching accessories like a scarf, some gloves, and a winter hat, you set them all on your desk chair. Glancing at yourself in the mirror, you moved some hair out of your face and hummed. “Maybe I’ll curl my hair…” you said softly, trying to picture what the end result would look like. You were so busy that you didn’t hear your brother come in until he spoke up.

“Mom said you have a date with Taehyung-ah…” He said, and you turned towards him. He was standing up against your door, arms crossed.

“…Yeah, we’re going to the Seoul Christmas Festival this weekend…” you stated. He nodded.

“He was really nice when he came over that one time.” He said. “But Dad told me he isn’t a good student…” You nodded your head.

“Yeah…I know that.” You said simply. “But he’s been doing better lately.” After a moment, you pursed your lips. “Does that bother you?” You watched your brother walk over to you. At first, he didn’t say anything, and you smiled, nudging him. “What’s got you acting this way? You trying to protect me, or something?” you teased. Your brother’s race went red in embarrassment, and he looked away, pouting.

“No, not really…I don’t care what you do…” he said. After a moment, he glanced at you. “…But is he really bad? Like… he won’t hurt you or anything right?” You thought back to the past times that Taehyung has yelled at you, and how much they hurt you. Hearing the slight worry in your brother’s voice honestly took you off your guard, but you didn’t want your brother worrying. You smiled, ruffling his hair.

“He won’t hurt me.” You said. “I promise. And even if he did, I know you and Dad will be there to beat him up.” Your brother nodded, a small grin forming on his face.

“Damn right!” He said. “If he does anything to hurt you, I’m short enough, I can punch him right in the crotch so he doesn’t hurt anyone ever again!” You laughed a bit. “Okay? I’ll make sure to tell him that when he comes to pick you up too!”

“Okay…” you said happily. “I’ll make sure you do.” Your brother nodded. You saw him hesitate for a minute before he quickly gave you a hug. Your brother was a good kid, but a typical little boy, being only 10, and he wasn’t a fan of showing affection to you, at least not as much as when he was a kid. You gave him a squeeze. “Same goes for you, okay? When you start dating. Any girl that breaks your heart will have to deal with me.” Your brother immediately pulled away from you, eyes wide.

“Gross! No way!” He said quickly. You laughed again as your brother rushed out of the room. “You’re so stupid!” He shouted before closing the door. You sighed, leaning back in your seat as you looked up at your ceiling

“How did I get so lucky?” you mumbled to yourself.

Taehyung, meanwhile, he was sitting in Jimin’s house, arms crossed as he rested against the couch. Jimin and Jungkook were playing Overwatch like they always do when the group gets together and relaxed. Jin was in the kitchen, with permission from Jimin, to cook the group lunch. J-Hope and Suga were watching the younger boys play video games, each cheering on a different boy. Namjoon was sitting beside Taehyung. He was reading a book, glasses on as he tried to immerse himself in the story despite the absolute chaos going on around him. Taehyung looked at him, pursing his lips.

“Hyung, you look ridiculous. What are you even reading?” Namjoon glanced up.

“Demian, by Hermann Hesse.” He replied. “I picked it up, and it’s actually pretty good.” Taehyung rolled his eyes. “Why do you look so frustrated?” Namjoon closed his book and sat up straighter. “You should be thrilled…your date is coming up.” When he saw Taehyung looked away, Namjoon knew his dilemma right away. “Are you nervous, Taehyung?”

“He’s nervous?!” J-Hope asked, eyes wide as he and the others, except Jungkook, glanced over.

“No!” Taehyung said. “I’m not nervous, we’re just going to some festival in Cheonggye Plaza, get some food and walk around. I’m not nervous.”

“Then why are you so quiet?” Jungkook asked curiously, his face never leaving the TV screen as he continued to play. “Normally you’re never like this. If you’re nervous, then you’re nervous. This is probably your first date anyway.”

“No it’s not!” Taehyung responded, and the other guys laughed a bit. “I just want to get it over with…waiting is awful.” Namjoon patted his back.

“It’s only a few days away, don’t worry.” He assured. “Just relax until then.”

“Panic the night before.” Jungkook said simply, and J-Hope laughed, shoving Jungkook in response. Taehyung sighed, falling over and laying down on his side, resting his head on a pillow.

The anxiousness the both of you felt made the next few days drag on. You couldn’t handle it!! However, Saturday eventually rolled around the two of you were getting ready. You were in your room, wearing the outfit you had picked out, and you were currently trying to curl your hair. As you laid the last piece of your hair down, the curls bouncing comfortably at your shoulder, you leaned forward, searching for some of your make up in your drawer. You didn���t normally do heavy make up for events such as school, but when there were big events, you would be sure you looked your best. And this, to you, was a big event. You pulled out your mascara, your eyes widening slightly as you applied it to your eyes.

I wonder if Taehyung is getting himself overly ready, or if I’m just being anxious. You thought to yourself as you leaned closer to your mirror, trying to get an idea of what you should add. Little did you know, Taehyung was getting ready himself, looking at his closet that consisted of more black and leather than he thought he had, and the door to his house was heard opening. Taehyung was about to go see who it was until he heard a loud:

“TAEHYUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNG!” He groaned, hearing Jin’s voice as multiple footsteps were heard heading towards his room. They walked in. “Oh look at you! Is that what you’re wearing?”

“No.” Taehyung said. “I don’t know what to wear.”

“Good thing Jungkook and I brought you some stuff to try.” Jimin said, the duo each holding up a bag of stuff. Taehyung chuckled.

“I mean…I can wear this.” He said.

“What, and look like you’re going to a funeral?” Yoongi asked, poking his head into the closet. “You need to wear something that matches her personality. This hellscape in here is not that.” Taehyung frowned at his Hyung as Jimin and Jungkook began spreading the clothes onto the bed. They were giving Taehyung suggestions, the older boys looking in Taehyung’s closet in hopes of finding anything salvageable. As Taehyung was looking at one of the shirts Jungkook offered a white sweater that was a bit fuzzy. Just as Taehyung was about to comment, he heard something in the closet fall.

“….Hyun-“

“It was Jin-Hyung!” Namjoon called, turning from the closet to look at Taehyung, who didn’t look convinced. He blinked, and Taehyung sighed.

“…How are you the smartest one out of us again?” He asked curiously, regarding a few snickers from the others. He turned back to Jungkook. “That'll work.” He said, taking the sweater. He pushed past the others in the closet, grabbing a pair of leather pants.” This should work fine.” He said. “Now can you all leave, so I can get ready?” He asked. As he heard his friends whine and beg to stay longer, Jin and Yoongi shared a glance as they led their younger friends out the door.

“Good luck~” Jin beamed, waving him off. Yoongi waved as well as they all left. Taehyung closed his bedroom door as he looked at the sweater and pants. Running a hand through his hair as he got himself ready.

Back at your house, you stood in the living room, resting against the back of the couch as your watched a TV show that your brother had on, something he enjoyed but honestly you had no interest in it. He said it was some TV show a friend got him into. As you watched, you kept glancing at your phone. Taehyung had told you he would be at your house around noon, and it was already 11:45. Last time you heard from him, he said he was on his way. That was ten minutes ago.

“When’s that Taehyung kid getting here?” Your father asked from the kitchen.

“Soon.” You replied. Suddenly, you heard a knock at the door. Standing up straight, your eyes lit up. As you headed to the door, your father and brother were out of their seats and heading towards the door. “Wha- what are you guys doing?” You watched as your brother and father opened the door to the house, and you scurried behind them. You stood behind your brother and got a glimpse at Taehyung. He was resting against the door frame for a moment, but the moment he saw your father and brother, he stood upright.

“Oh uh….” He coughed, glancing at you. He saw how red in the face you were, and you covered your face in total embarrassment.

“Hello Mr. Kim.” Your father said simply. “Where are you two headed?”

"To the uh…the Seoul Christmas Festival.’ He said simply.

“And what time will you have her home?” he asked.

“…7?”

“5.”

“DAD!” You snapped, glaring at him. “Stop it.” You walked past your brother, fixing your bag. “We’ll be back tonight, so stop being so embarrassing!” You said, turning to Taehyung. “Are you ready?” Taehyung looked at you, nodding.

“Yeah, let’s go.” He said. You looked at your brother and father, seeing your mother was now behind them and dragging them back inside.

“Have fun, honey.” She smiled, closing the door. You sighed, and Taehyung began to laugh.

“What’s so funny?!” You asked as the two of you began to walk in the direction of the station that would take you to the festival. “That was the most embarrassing thing I have probably ever experienced in my life, and you’re laughing?!” Hearing you shout at him made Taehyung only laugh harder, having to stop and rest his hand on a nearby telephone pole to calm himself. Seeing him laugh this hard made you blush harder. “Why was that too funny?”

“The look on your face…” he choked out. You frowned, punching him in the arm. “Ow!” He looked at you, rubbing his arm as his laughter almost immediately stopped. You smirked, putting your hands behind your back as you turned on your heel.

“We should get going. The train will leave without us if you stand here laughing your brains out over something so stupid.”

“It wasn’t stupid.” Taehyung said, quickening his pace a bit just to catch up with you.

When you arrived at the station, you got your tickets and made your way to the platform to wait. It was crowded, most people dressed in Christmas themed outfits. “You think a lot of people here are going to the festival too?” you asked curiously. Taehyung shrugged, glancing around at the people as well, some of whom were with significant others, others with friends, children with their parents, and even people going solo. As your train pulled up, people got off and started shuffling onto the platform. You shifted closer to Taehyung, grabbing hold of his arm in hopes of not getting separated from him. He glanced down at you, seeing you stare straight ahead at the train before you. Once the doors were cleared, you tugged at his arm a bit.

“Let’s go.” You said, glancing up at him. Taehyung nodded, leading you onto the train. Despite all of the people that got off the train, it was still a crowded train. As people got on, you looked for somewhere to sit, but to no avail. It seats were filled with the elderly, pregnant women or mothers with young children or people who were sleeping after a long, soothing ride. As you slid yourself up against the door as it closed, you looked at Taehyung. He was glaring at the other men in the cart, some of whom were glancing in your direction. It made you a bit uncomfortable, and you gripped your bag tightly, holding it close to your chest as you tried to make yourself as small as possible. Taehyung, noticing that you were a bit uneasy in the cart, stood closer to you. He leaned forward a bit, his arm resting above your head as he used his body to keep you shielded from everyone else, but kept enough distance to keep you from being uncomfortable. The closeness you two were sharing at this moment made you feel safer, and you looked out the window of the train door as you flew down the tracks and towards Seoul.

Ding. Next stop, Seoul Train Station. Next stop, Seoul Train Station. You heard the intercom speaker announce. The train slowly came to a stop, and you backed up, and your back slightly brushing up against Taehyung as you waited for the door to open. You both got off and made your way out of the platform and into the streets of Seoul. It was a bit of a walk to the area that was Festival was being held, but when you both got there, you were thrilled. Everything around you screamed Christmas, from the garland wrapped around every pillar and banister to the different rooms and venues selling Christmas themed snacks and merchandise, and not to mention the enormous Christmas tree that was a centerpiece. Christmas music in both English and Korean played throughout the area. You grinned.

“This looks amazing!” You shouted, clasping your hands together. “Wow, so pretty…” Taehyung looked around as well, nodding.

“Yeah, they really go all out huh?” He glanced down at you. “Where do you want to go first?” You rubbed your hands together and shivered just a bit as the door to the venue opened a few times, allowing a cool breeze to hit you.

“Let’s go shopping.” You beamed, pointing to a few different tables and stores of Christmas gifts. Taehyung nodded, and the two of you made your way over. You spent a lot of time shopping, looking at Christmas decorations, and Taehyung even took a picture of you in one of those cardboard cutouts of a snowman, which made him laugh uncontrollably. You both spent a bunch of time just exploring, and when you got tired, you found somewhere to sit and would just people watch. That was the most fun, Taehyung was making cracks towards different people that walked by that, while probably a bit rude, making you unable to control yourself because they were just too funny.

“This guy overhears looks like a Christmas snow globe, do you think that was intentional?” He asked, and you shoving him as you both busted into laughter.

“You’re awful, Taehyung!” You snapped, covering your mouth a bit. Taehyung grinned.

“You’re laughing too, so you’re just as bad as me, if not worse!” He pointed out. As you two tried to contain your laughter, you felt a close breeze come from the entrance once again. “Alright, anything else you want to do or see?” he asked. Your eyes scanned the nearby festivities and then you pointed straight ahead.

“…Hot chocolate?” you asked. Nodding in agreement, the two of you headed towards a nearby stand that had a cute redheaded young adult selling hot chocolate. Taehyung purchased you each a cup, and you brought the warm liquid to your lips, taking a deep breath as you let it envelop you. As you sipped it, you felt warm already. You took the moment of Taehyung resting against the wall to sip his to look around and get an idea of what you wanted to do. Then, you nudged Taehyung and pointed over to a big, red part of the area that had two huge words written on it: SANTA’S WORKSHOP! “We should go to see Santa!” You beamed.

“Santa? Really?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at your childlike enthusiasm.

“Uhhh yes? You don’t go to a Christmas festival and not see Santa!” You said. “Look, we don’t have to take a picture, I just want to say hi.” You said simply. “Please?” Taking another sip of his hot cocoa, he glanced down at you.

“…You won’t let me say no, will you?” he asked. You simply shook your head, grinning as the two of you headed in the direction of the workshop. As you went inside, you saw that it was much bigger than it looked from the outside. The place had tons of Christmas things to buy, small toys and games for young children to use, and of course, the big man himself sitting on a big red seat in the middle. He was saying hello to tons of children and teenagers who passed by, an enthusiastic grin on his face. You approached the bar and smiled, waving to the man in red. He looked at you and waved back, grinning. “Enjoying yourself?” Tae asked, looking around at all of the screaming kids and overly enthusiastic parents. He watched as a young boy ran up to his mother, a reindeer doll clutched in his hands as he eagerly waved it around. He was shouting at his mother to “please buy this for me, eomma! I want it so bad!” As the mother was about to respond, the father came and scooped the little boy up, making him giggle a bit as he showed him the reindeer. He couldn’t really hear the conversation after that, but it looked like the boy was getting that stuffed reindeer because he hugged his father incredibly tight. Taehyung glanced back at you, and saw you were eagerly talking to Santa about “being on the nice list” and “wanting a stuffed teddy bear”.

He really didn’t want to be in here right now.

“Hey…” he said gently, his hand resting on your back. You glanced over at him. “I’ll be outside.”

“You okay?” you asked curiously. Taehyung nodded.

“Yeah. I just need a bit of air. Stay a bit, I’ll be right out here.” You were hesitant, but he smiled a bit, ruffling your hair. Then, without another word, he headed out the door of the workshop. He waved his hand back when Santa called out for him to have a good holiday, then he disappeared behind other people who made their way in. You weren’t sure if you should follow him, it seemed like he kind of wanted to be alone. Was he okay? As much as you wanted to go find him, you knew to bother him may just may him angry again, so you decided to go find something you buy.

“There has to be something here that can cheer him up.” You mumbled to yourself as you looked over the shelves.

Meanwhile, Taehyung had taken himself all the way outside the venue, resting against a pole. He watched as people walked in and walked out, holiday spirit clogging the air. He was starting to get frustrated with it, but he couldn’t let you know. Digging into his pocket, he pulled out a cigarette and a lighter. He clicked the lighter a few times, mumbling words of encouragement in hopes that would get the damn thing to work. When it didn’t, Taehyung groaned, tossing it in the trash.

“Fucking piece of shit.” He muttered, leaning his head against the pole, the unlit cigarette just hanging in his mouth. As he was standing there silently, he heard a voice, his eyes fell towards it.

“Need a light?”

As you left Santa’s Workshop, clutching a small bag in your hands, you began searching for Taehyung. There were tons of people, but everywhere you looked, you didn’t see him. You scanned the nearby area for a few minutes, though it felt like forever before you eventually made your way outside of the venue. You looked around out there from the top of the steps. Just as you were about to call his name, you saw him.

Taehyung was standing up against a pole, leaning down slightly as some was leaning in towards him as well, and they were talking. Getting a close look, you saw it was a girl, about your height, with long black hair, and piercing eyes. Taehyung was puffing out cigarette smoke as he spoke to her, his other hand in his pocket. She was up against him slightly, and he didn’t seem to really mind. In fact, he was kind of smiling about it. As you watched the duo, you felt a bit jealous.

Did he knows this girl? Why would they be so close together if they weren’t? You couldn’t make any sense of it, but you knew it bothered you very, very much. As you desperately tried to make any sense of the scene before you. After a moment of watching, you headed down towards them. You watched this girl place her hand on Taehyung’s chest, and he only responded with a chuckle as he took another drag of his cigarette. As you pushed through a few people and got close to them, you held the bag of the stuffed animal in your hand.

“…Taehyung?”

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[ @sasuhinamonth || SasuHina Month 2019 || Day Twenty-One: High School Reunion ] [ Uchiha Sasuke, Hyūga Hinata ] [ SasuHina  ] [ Verse: Best Years of Your Life ] [ AO3 Link ]

This Saturday starts like most Saturdays. Waking a bit late on a day off, Sasuke sits up in bed, stretching the sleep out of his muscles. Sunlight tries to finds gaps in the blinds, a few slivers of gold cutting across the bed. A few even manage to follow the curves of the woman beside him.

As usual, he takes a few minutes to just sit and watch her sleep. There’s something about it that always means starting his day in a good mood. And conversely, ending each by her side helps him get to sleep without any weights of the day on his shoulders.

...it’s gonna be a good day.

Eventually he slips from bed, moving right into dressing: a pair of shorts, tank top, socks, and a pair of tennis shoes for his morning jog. Slipping in an earbud (one ear empty to listen for trouble), he turns on his typical tunes and heads out the door, an easy pace set as he goes along his usual route. All around, the rest of their little suburb starts waking, a pleasant Summer day just beginning.

For a time, he lets himself just get lost in the rhythm of his run, matching steps to the beat of the songs (the whole reason he picked them) and feeling the distance fly by. Everything else fades to the wayside for twenty minutes, absorbed in his little world of morning exercise.

But eventually, he makes his way back around, and slows to a stop at their mailbox. Fishing out the contents, he makes his way in to find Hinata just emerging from her shower.

“My turn,” he announces, tossing the bundle of envelopes on the table and giving her a passing smooch on his way by. Hinata smiles in turn, moving to make breakfast as he washes off the sweat. It’s a peaceful little routine they’ve developed for their weekend mornings, and he wouldn’t trade it for the world.

They’ve been married for about four years now, and the synchronicity astonishes everyone they know. Sasuke and Hinata just mesh so well, they’ve never had more than a stern discussion. Never a moment where they’ve questioned things. They seem to know one another so well, any and all obstacles just get...sidestepped. Not to say they’re totally without disagreements, but...rarely anything more than a petty squabble that barely lasts a few minutes. They might both be stubborn, but so too do they care about each other’s feelings...and have their own ways of resolving things without so much as a raised voice.

And Sasuke couldn’t be happier. Sure, he’s in a rather bland job in his father’s tech business...nothing too out there or exciting happens, but...he’s content. And so too does Hinata seem to be. Her job teaching kindergarten suits her well, and between the two of them, they make due just fine. Nothing to brag about, but...they’re happy.

This Sasuke mulls over as he steps out of the shower and towels off, making his way into the kitchen in a pair of sweats and another tank top. “Smells good,” he praises, pressing another kiss to the crown of his wife’s head as she sits at the table.

Hinata gives a hum, busy reading a piece of mail as he takes his own plate and sits. “...so…”

“...so?”

“Apparently we have a class reunion coming up.”

He pauses, fork halfway to his mouth. “...what?”

She turns the paper to face him, bearing their high school’s crest. “Reunion.”

“...when?”

“In about three weeks.”

Finishing his bit, Sasuke then asks, “...are we going?”

“...I dunno, are we?”

In truth...Sasuke doesn’t care much. He had few friends in high school. Did pretty well, got along okay with teachers. Overall...high school was just...high school. “...I guess we could. Nothing else is going on, is it?”

“I don’t think so…” Pulling out her phone, Hinata checks her calendar. “...nope, we’re free. At least as of now.”

“...are we really ready to be compared to everyone else?”

She tilts her head. “...do you think we don’t measure up…?”

“I dunno...I haven’t really stayed caught up with anyone,” Sasuke admits. “Last I heard, Naruto and Sakura were backpacking...somewhere. They’re about the only ones I hear anything from.”

“Shino’s still in the entomology field, and I think Kiba is taking some time off from work to volunteer at a dog sanctuary. Something about a bucket list.”

“Of course he is…”

“Neither are married or have any kids, so...there’s that…? Ino’s still working on getting her fashion line up and going...then there’s Sakura the nurse and Naruto the PE teacher. Married about as long as us.”

“...guess we’re not too behind, then.”

“I think the only milestone we haven’t hit is kids,” Hinata muses, grinning just a hair as Sasuke stiffens. “...but that’s no rush.”

“...one of these days,” he mumbles, resting his chin in a hand.

“We’ll have that checked by the twenty year reunion, huh?”

“Heh...yeah. One thing at a time, I guess.”

                                                        .oOo.  

     All right, three weeks down! Back into the modern verse we go for a happily married, typical suburban SasuHina household! I’ve yet to have a class reunion, so...no idea how they work, but I’ve always heard it’s a bit of a chest puffing contest, at least for the ten year x3 Good thing neither of these two really mind about that. They’re happy, and that’s what matters~      Buuut yeah, that’s all for today! Thanks for reading n_n

[idreamofdraco]

A9, A8, B9,B8, C1, C5, C10 for the asks! :)

Oh wow, thanks! n_n This is more info than you wanted probably.

A8) What was your first fandom? Are you still in that fandom now?

When I was a kid, I used to draw Pokemon during recess and I’d troll serebii.net looking for info about new games and how to beat certain elements of games and I’d trade Pokemon cards and pretend to be a Pokemon trainer around my neighborhood. But I really consider Harry Potter my first and only fandom because it’s really the only fandom that I’ve participated in by sharing or viewing content and talking to other people about it. I guess it depends on how you define fandom.

A9) Who was your first ship?

When I first discovered fan fiction, I was horrified by the whole idea of it. The gall people had to think they could write Harry Potter better than JKR could!!! So my first few ships were ones I read in mutual horror and fascination. It started with Draco/Harry, read a couple of those and then discovered something even MORE horrific… Draco/Hermione. D/Hr was my first big OTP. Then I discovered Snape/Hermione, which was my second big OTP. Then some Draco/Ginny fics were recommended to me by my beta and that ship became the OTP to rule them all. :)

B8) Is there a show or a book that you gave up on that you went back to later? Why did you come back to it?

Hmmmm… I don’t usually give media I consume second chances. If I can’t finish a book or don’t have interest finishing a show, then I don’t bother going back to them because there are millions of other things out there I could read or watch instead. The only things coming to mind to answer this question are:

Steven Universe: I watched a few episodes a few years ago and got bored, but then when I saw how the story evolved on Tumblr, I went back and started it over and now I love it.

Once Upon a Time: I stopped watching after season 3 and only watched season 4 because it was on Netflix and I could binge it, but I couldn’t finish season 5 or the rest of the show because it was bad.

The Black Dagger Brotherhood series by JR Ward: In 2015, I gave up on the series after Blay and Qhuinn’s book because some things about the series are just… so bad, but then in 2018, I picked the series back up, reread it, and caught up with all the newest books because I was having a Bad Time in life and just wanted to read something familiar and comforting. There are still some things about the series that get on my nerves (like the convoluted story lines and how some characters act or are treated vs. others), but at this point, I keep reading them because every once in a while there’s something really great happening in all the mediocre, and, again, they’re familiar and that’s nice.

B9) Who is your OTP?

C1) What trope are you tired of reading? Why?

I hate love triangles. Maybe because I’m a bitter eternal single, but two people fighting over the same person feels unrealistic to me. (I’m going to use the scenario of two guys fighting over one girl just for clarity’s sake, but I hate love triangles no matter the genders involved.) If a girl can’t decide between two dudes, she’s a jerk and both of them should forget about her. If one of the dudes can’t respect the girl’s relationship with the other dude, then he’s a jerk and the girl needs a restraining order against him. It’s gross and stupid and not relevant or interesting to me in any way.

Now, if a character THINKS they like someone and this other person is in the wings secretly pining for them, and the book is all about how that person changes their mind and realizes how great the secret piner is? I will eat. That. Up. But I don’t care for the drama of everyone knowing everyone’s feelings and going in circles fighting over the same people for no reason.

C5) What character that fandom loves are you just kinda “meh” about? Why?

James and Lily. I love them because they are Harry’s parents, but I just don’t really care about their Hogwarts years especially because James was such a jerk back then. The Marauders era is not my era.

C10) What book could you just never get into, no matter how hard you tried?

Ummm… I can’t think of any books. I know there are books I’ve tried to read that I didn’t finish, but they didn’t leave a lasting enough impression on me to remember their titles. Now, there are a few fan fics I tried to read that I thought were overhyped and couldn’t finish. One was The Draco Trilogy. I’m not going to name the others though because that could hurt someone’s feelings (or anger the fics’ fans). 👀

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