#someone teach this poor girl self defence

[dianaladrislovebot]

ya know what really bothers me ? how useless in combat astrid is, despite the climate of the fayz, and how no one does anything to amend that. understandably at first, given her upbringing and nature, not to mention the fact she’s known as “the smart one”, but i don’t understand why smart nerdy characters can’t also be useful in a fight, w jack as the prime example. they practically nerfed his intelligence after his strength was revealed and after the events of hunger, he never really used them again, in favour of being the strong man. they never needed him to be smart again.

you’d think at some point she’d do at least SOME sort of training, even if it’s just her teaching herself, despite her lack of powers. lana’s powers are more helpful in the aftermath of a fight rather than the fight itself, and yet she always finds herself in the thick of it w everyone else. there were a myriad of other people in that fuckass dome who not only were somewhat experienced in hand to hand, but also had knowledge of multiple different weapons. surely one of them, even astrid, realised that w drake constantly coming after her and the current situation they’ve found themselves in, they can’t expect her to just stand behind sam and have him protect her all the time, right ? he’s their leader, he’s their soldier, he has other people to protect and can’t spend every waking second being her bodyguard. surely one of them could have taught her SOMETHING so she’s not wandering around like a helpless headless chicken

[inactive17645]

Safe & Sound [1]

Chapter One: Pilot

Pairing: Bellamy Blake x Reader & Wells Jaha x Reader

Warnings: Swearing & Mild Violence

Word Count: 3637

Author’s Note: Welcome to the first chapter of my very first series here on tumblr! I hope you guys come enjoy the ride and stay until the end. I know there are a few Bellamy x Reader fanfic series on here now, but I really wanted to put my own spin on a The 100 rewrite. Also, please let me know if you want to be tagged in any future parts by either PMing me or through my ‘Ask Me Anything’ tab on my profile!

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      It was supposed to be like any other day. I’d wake up, the guard would give me three small portions of food throughout the day, whilst rereading the various classics and Greek mythology books my father sent. Eventually, I’d fall back asleep with my mother’s dove pendant clutched in my hand as I gazed out the window, into the dark abyss scattered with diamonds. On every other day, you’d make sure to aside time to practice self-defence. Something that my father had guards teach me before I was locked up.

    Today was not one of those days. The chaos of yelling, screaming and grumbling outside the door ripped me from my trance. I shook my head and tried to engross myself again in the book I clutched, but the sound of the door flinging open broke it.

     It also didn’t help that this was the last day before I’d be eighteen. Before I’d be floated.

     “Prisoner 301, face the wall.” My breath hitched in my throat. No! I still had one more day! 

When you didn’t even move an inch towards a wall the guard stalked his way towards you, his presence towering over your sitting form. “Get up on your feet!”

     “No! I still have a day left you cunt!” You screeched.

     With a punch to the man’s groin, he collapsed to the ground and you scampered out to escape. Unfortunately, I’ve tried to escape my cell multiple times so it was no surprise when someone tackled me as soon as I left the room.

      “Get. Me. The. Fuck Off!” I yelled as punch after punch landed on the man’s back. The man grunted after each punch, but he never let me go until I was stood in front of the one man who turned me in a year ago. My own father; Marcus Kane.

     Although it was a relief to see him after so long, I couldn’t help but glare at the man. He was supposed to be there for you no matter what, yet he never visited. Too much of a coward to face you and sent books in his place. The kind of books you and your mom used to read together.

     “Dad?!” I hated him, but I still hugged him. I hated him, but I still loved my father.

     Your eyes glossed with tears that had every intention to escape.

 “I don’t want to die, not today!” I pleaded, refusing the tears to shower my cheeks. “I don’t want to be floated!”

     “You’re not being floated (y/n),” He told you. “You’re being sent down to earth.” A chill ran down my spine.

     “But I thought the earth was still uninhabitable?” Dad just shook his head as another guard hooked me over their shoulder and stalked away from my father’s now retreating figure.

     Typical. Just like when I was first chucked in the skybox. He couldn’t even muster a single goodbye. The punching of another guard ensued as he hauled me over to the dropship entrance.

     Suddenly, there was a prick in my arm and gradually I drew drowsier, and drowsier. My punches slowly weakened after each hit. The last thing I saw before I succumbed to darkness was the menacing smirk of one Commander Shumway, my eyes darkening in both anger and fear.

     In what felt like seconds, my eyes squinted open while adjusting to the poor lighting of the dropship. Screams and yells from others around me filled my ears. As my vision came into focus, I looked around to see the horror morphed on many of the teens’ faces. In the seat five seats down from me, I recognised a familiar head of blonde that I knew oh so well.

     “Clarke!” I called. The blonde whipped her head my way and relief settled on both our faces. “Thank the gods you’re here! If I could I’d smother you in a hug right now I would!”

     The two of us bursted out laughing knowing I’d actually smother her. Before I had the chance to ask her something else, Chancellor Jaha’s voice filled the room.

     “Prisoners of the Ark, hear me now. You’ve been given a second chance. And as your chancellor, it is my hope that you see this as not just a chance for you, but a chance for all of us. Indeed, for mankind itself. We have no idea what is waiting for you down there. If the odds of survival were better, we would’ve sent others. Frankly, we’re sending you because your crimes have made you expendable.”

     Expendable? What the hell?! All I did was try to spread the word that the life-support system for the Ark was failing, after overhearing a heated discussion between Jaha, my father and others in the Council.

     “Everyone here being expendable is bullshit and you know it!” My voice echoed throughout the dropship, catching the attention of everyone in the room. I gulped at the stares thrown my way, but it was the stare of the single guard in the room that caught my eye.

     No guards were supposed to be inside. So the only reason why he’d be here would be because he was escaping something… or to protect someone. Perhaps a certain younger sister that wasn’t supposed to be born?

     It had to be Bellamy Blake, the older brother of floor girl, Octavia Blake. His gaze seemed to linger on me slightly longer than the other delinquents around. I wasn’t sure if it was due to pure curiosity or how everyone knew I was Marcus Kane’s daughter. I tore my gaze away from his blank stare and stared down at the metal ground.

     As Jaha’s speech became muffled, I gaped at the floor and the room began to groan and shake. A familiar dark-skinned young man was suddenly talking to Clarke.

     “Wells?” I questioned. His brown orbs tore away from Clarke, his gaze landing on me.

     “(Y/N)! Thank god!” He floated over to me, pulled me up to my feet and smothered me in a hug. A giggle vibrated through my chest. “What’s so funny?”

     “I told Clarke I’d smother her in a hug, yet you’ve gone and did just that to me,” I chuckled. Wells only chuckled as I hugged him back.

     “This is nice —” We both started but ended in a fit of giggles. Two other delinquents then join Wells and I in standing up. I could hear Clarke softly calling my name to sit back down along with the others standing, but I just ignored it. 

     Strangely, Wells still held on to me and sat in the seat I was in just before, plopping me onto his lap and snuggling into me more. He and I did have a weirdly affectionate friendship before both our arrests, but even this was pushing the line between friendship and a romantic relationship. 

     The dropship lurched, sending three delinquents flying who had left their seats despite Clarke’s protests. I clunged to Wells’ neck as his grip on my waist tightened, closing my eyes tight. Something sickening yet sweet filled my nose. Smoke. Sparks went off right and left and with one final violent jolt, the dropship came to a stop.

     We were on the ground!

     The dropship powers down almost instantaneously and echoes of seatbelts unbuckling filled the room. Heat rose to my cheeks as I slowly clambered off Wells’ lap. His cheeks were crimson red as were probably my own. I helped him to his feet and took one of my hands in his, leading him down to the doors, waiting for them to be to opened as a crowd formed in front.

     A dark-haired girl stormed through yelling, “Bellamy!” The guy in the uniform I saw before spun around and stared at the girl in shock. So I was right! He was Bellamy Blake and that girl was definitely Octavia, his sister.

     “My God, look how big you are!” The two smiled at each other before the girl - Octavia - jumped forward and pulled Bellamy into a tight hug.

     “Where’s your wristband?” Clarke asked Bellamy as she sided next to Wells and I.

     “Do you mind?” Octavia cut Clarke off with an annoyed look. “I haven’t seen my brother in a year.”

     “Seriously Clarke?” I jumped in, everyone’s eyes turning to me as I let go of Wells’ hand. “We’ve reached the ground and the first thing you do is ask where the guy’s wristband is?” Clarke was surprised by my outburst, but Octavia and Bellamy looked at me thankful that I stood up for them.

     “Surely you’d like to be known as someone else. Perhaps the first person on the ground in a hundred years?” Octavia grinned in appreciation whilst Bellamy nodded my way.

     I returned the smile as Bellamy pulled on a nearby lever, opening the door to the outside. As a haze of smoke breaks, a bright light shone into the ship, momentarily blinding me but the lush colours of green, blue and brown eventually took its place.

     Finally, I’d be able to put my Earth Skills to use!

     Octavia slowly made her way down the ramp before she stepped onto the ground. She turned back towards the ship, a massive grin etched on her olive face.

     “We’re back bitches!” She threw her arms up as she yelled.

     A parade of teens stormed off the ship in a hurry, yelling and screaming that we’re back. A laugh resonated in my chest as a familiar presence took my hand in theirs.

     “Together?” Wells asked. With a soft sigh, I nodded, but not before I leapt onto his back. He shook his head as he wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.

     “Ride on my noble steed!”

     A gush of air swept through my (Y/H/C) locks as Wells sprinted out the door, but within seconds of Wells being on the ground, we both tumbled onto the grass. One glance at each other was enough to send us into a fit of laughter.

     “I missed you, Wells —”

     “I missed you, (Y/N) —” A chuckle from above broke two of us from our trance.

     “It hasn’t even been a day and you two are back to finishing each other’s sentences.” Clarke towered over Wells and I, teasingly shaking her head at us.

     “Are you really surprised at this point, Clarke?” I retorted as I jumped to my feet, smothering the blonde in a tight hug.

     “Nope!” With a quick kiss to Wells’ cheek, I sauntered off in hopes of recognising someone else. Within two minutes I had lost the motivation so I found myself a sturdy and long enough stick I could use to fashion a bow with. Someone’s shoelace would probably work for the string.

     I sat close to the dropship, carving my initials into one end of the stick with a shard of metal that had broken off the ship, when someone sat next to me.

     “Hey, you’re Marcus Kane’s daughter right?” I turned to see Octavia and nodded expectantly.

      “That I am..” I replied slightly bitter. “But you can call me (Y/N).” I held my hand out for her to shake, but she hugged me instead. To say I was surprised would be an understatement.

     “Why aren’t you angry with me? My father was one of the people that got you put in the skybox in the first place.” I asked as she pulled away.

      “Because it wasn’t you who did it. It was your dad.” Well, she wasn’t wrong about that. A mischievous look appeared on her face. “Want to get into some trouble?”

      I mirrored her expression. “Oh hell yes!” We both giggled before I grabbed her hand and lead her to the dropship. We pulled up behind Clarke and Finn, who were recruiting two other guys to head over to Mount Weather. “Can we go now?”

     “Sounds like a party, make it six,” Octavia said as she gestured between the two of us. Clarke doesn’t protest, but a certain oldest Blake does. He grabbed Octavia’s shoulder causing her to let go of my hand.

     “Hey, what the hell are you doing?” Bellamy scolded Octavia.

     “Going for a walk,” she retorted as she pulled out of his grip. “Are you coming (Y/N)?”

     I glanced from the group to Bellamy a few times, debating whether to follow along to Mount Weather or to help Bellamy around the dropship. Although I’d probably be more help with the group of five, something in my gut told me I’d be just as helpful here.

     “I’ll stay here and help Wells and Bellamy with keeping order. As I’m sure they’ll need my help” I sauntered back over to the ship, ignoring Clarke and Octavia calling my name and a gaping Bellamy.

     Throughout the day I helped Wells with pretty much everything, but as soon as the sun was near the horizon I decided to stop for the day. I wasn’t blind to Murphy trying to get people to take off their wristbands. Such an action was most likely something Bellamy put him up to as he was the only one that could benefit from it. The only question was why.

     A shadow casted to the ground by the fire told me there was someone behind me.

     “If you even think you can get the upper hand on me to get off my wristband, think again Blake.” It wasn’t a long shot if it was him, and my suspicions were proven right when the man himself sat down next to me.

     “How did you —”

     “Your shadow gave it away you idiot and only you or Murphy would dare approach me from behind. Not that Murphy has though.” He just nodded as I finally turned to him.

     Although I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction, Bellamy was handsome. His slightly tousled black hair, brown eyes and olive skin put him under the tall, dark and mysterious category. I tore my gaze away before it became borderline staring.

     “Was there anything else you wanted to talk about, Blake?” I questioned. He shifted in his spot slightly.

     “Thank you for earlier, with Octavia,” He admitted. “Although I’m certainly not a fan of your father, thank you.” Something in my gut told me he really did mean what he said.

     “I’m not heartless, Blake” I retorted. “Compared to Chancellor Jaha and everyone else on the council, I’m a puppy.” We shared a look and snorted, trying to stifle our own laughs.

     “Why a puppy?” He asked.

     “Because although I look innocent, anything can still set me off and my bite is much worse than my bark.” I stood to my feet, dusting off any dirt and sauntered back over to the dropship. 

     A couple of hours later the world was enveloped in darkness, our only source of light being from the fire. Everything in me wanted to ignore the world around me. However, the muffled sound of arguing grew louder and louder as I left my daze.

     “My father didn’t write the laws,” Wells’ voice admitted. My gaze looked up and landed on the arguing figures of Wells and Bellamy.

     “No. He enforced him, but not any more, not here,” Blake shrugged. “Here there are no laws. Here, we do whatever the hell we want, whenever the hell we want. Now, you don’t have to like it Wells. You can even try to stop it, change it, kill me. You know why? Whatever the hell we want.”

     I stood up, opening my mouth with every intention to object — at least get Wells and Bellamy to compromise on the situation — but Bellamy seemed to notice this and sharply shook his head. My eyes narrowed at him and scowled. He was taken aback by my scowl and I had no idea why.

     “Whatever the hell we want!” Murphy yelled out to the crowd. The crowd of teenager, minus Wells and I, followed in suit and started chanting the only rule established. A rule that would do more harm than good. 

     “Am I the only one who thinks this is gonna result in chaos?” I asked Wells.

     “You’re not the only one.”

     He wrapped an arm around my waist, holding me close and I rested my head on his shoulder. Something that didn’t go amiss by the eldest Blake. Bellamy’s face was unreadable and I didn’t know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

     A low rumble echoed from above before a downpour of rain decided to settle. Our first thunderstorm. A soft sigh left my chest as a smile formed on my face. The rain felt so good and I just didn’t care about getting soaked.

     I allowed myself to enjoy the rain a little while longer, looking around at the other delinquents with a smile. My smile fades almost instantly when my eyes meet Bellamy’s dark chocolate orbs. I scowled once more at him before scavenging around for something to collect water in. He needed to know I wasn’t onboard with his so called plan.

     The handrests of the seats inside the dropship ended up being perfect. I struggled a little getting some off, but I managed. With my small collection of water troughs, I sat them outside sitting in front of me as they collected the rain water. 

     The thunderstorm didn’t last for very long, but I’m left with a few troughs filled with fresh water. I drunk some water until my thrist was satisfied and I made sure Wells got some as well. Any water-filled troughs still completely full I snuck into the dropship to hide. 

     Wells then took my hand and lead me to a tree across the clearing and we helped each other up. We sat on a thick enough branch that could hold both our weights, sitting there in silence comfortably for a couple minutes, my head resting on his shoulder. Wells was the one to break the underlying tension in the air.

     “I think we need to address the elephant in the room…” Wells trailed off. He took my hands in his and turned the both of us around, our legs dangling on either side of the branch. I could only sigh and nod.

     “I know we’ve been best friends since we were toddlers and have always been affectionate with each other, but the cuddle in the dropship got me thinking.” Our fingers threaded through each other as he spoke. “I… I want us to be be more friends.”

     My head perked up at his words. Not going to lie, I did develop a crush on Wells two years before I was chucked in the skybox. However, I never acted on it as we had been best friends for years. We grew up together and at one point I thought he had a crush on Clarke.

     “But what about Clarke?” I mumbled as he took my cheeks in his hands.

     “It’s always been you.”

     His lips melted onto my own. Although his lips were slightly chapped from dehydration they were still incredibly soft. It felt as if a fire had started in my heart and I didn’t want it to stop. We eventually had to part for air, but he quickly slammed his lips back on mine, this time his tongue slipping into my mouth. We fought for dominance over each other, but Wells ultimately won. Our lips parted once more and we panted as we caught our breath.

     Wells rested his head on my own and we both sighed.

     “I’d hug you, but I’m worried we’d fall out of the tree.” Wells chuckled and pecked my lips. “I’ll find another tree nearby to sleep, we wouldn’t want people getting the wrong idea.”

     I pecked his lips before jumping down from the tree. Almost everyone was asleep, so I walked quietly as possible to the closest tree nearby. I laid down, resting my head and back against the tree. Just as I was about to succumb to sleep a familiar presence sat down next to me.

     “To what do I owe the displeasure of having your presence, Blake.” Bellamy snorted at what I said.

     “I’m flattered you knew it was me,” he smirked.

     “Yeah, well, don’t get used to it,” I clapped back. I finally turned to his annoyingly handsome face. Gods I wanted to kiss that smirk off his face — wait what?! I kissed Wells only minutes ago and I was already thinking about kissing someone else?

     “So…” he trailed off. “You and Jaha. When did that happen?” I gaped at the thought of how to respond. 

     “We both had crushes on each other, prior to us both being thrown in the skybox,” I admitted. “Neither of us acted on it before the Ground.” He nodded, but something in his eyes told me he was disappointed about something.

     Mentioning being thrown into the skybox reminded me why I was put in there in the first place. Me trying to expose to the rest of the Ark that life-support was failing, my father being the one to chuck me inside and throw away the key. It was a cowardly move and my father knew it. He never even came to see me the utter bastard.

     “I need help taking off my wristband.” Bellamy looked at me with disbelief. “I want to take it off, but I don’t want to hurt myself.”

     He stared at me right in my eyes, probably to see with there was any hesitation in them. However, when he saw none he helped with the wristband, slipping it off with ease.

     “Thank you.” He wasn’t really supposed to hear my thanks, but he did, just giving me a small smile before he walked off in the other direction.

     My eyes glossed with water, the teardrops threatening to escape but only a single tear rolled down my cheek.

     I’m sorry, Dad.

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[sassyhobbits]

"How is my wife more badass than me?" Elorcan duh. Or maybe Manorian. OR I DON'T KNOW IF YOU EVER WROTE THEM BUT M A L I D E WITH MANON SAYING THIS

had to go with elorcan for this one!! i switched up the prompt jussst a lil to fit in this better.

so, here's day 2! a cute and short elorcan fic!

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Lorcan Salvaterre knew he was a disagreeable man.

He knew he was unpleasant on the best days, a stone-cold bastard on the worst. He knew that he was unapproachable and crass. Grumpy was Fenrys’ nice way of describing him to people he had never met. Miserable fucking asshole was Aelin’s far more appropriate description.

He knew people whispered about him, knew he wasn’t the most popular man around. For that, he was thankful. There was little he despised more than small-talk. People actually liking him meant more talking.

Lorcan truly didn’t care what most people thought about him. There was only one person whose opinion meant anything to him.

His girlfriend’s. Elide Lochan. He loved her more than life itself.

And she loved him.

That was all he needed.

He watched his girlfriend as she stretched her arms, preparing for the self-defence class she had been taking at the dojo he trained at. Manon Blackbeak was the instructor. She was a vicious thing. Lorcan was glad that Elide was learning from her expertise.

Lorcan knew he should be doing his own exercises instead of staring across the facility at Elide. He just couldn’t help it.

“Hey,” someone said from beside him, smacking his cheek and forgoing any gentleness. There was only one person with the balls to do that to him.

“What?” he snapped at Aelin Galathynius, finally tearing his gaze away from Elide.

Aelin was glaring at him. “We have a class to teach.”

“Just get it started without me. Half of them are there because they have a crush on you, anyway.”

“Yeah. I know. But the other half have a crush on you for some fucking reason.”

“It’s my winning personality.”

Aelin snorted, crossing her arms over her chest. “Yeah. Why didn’t I think of that?” She glanced in the direction in which he had previously been staring, watching as the self-defence class got started.

Lorcan knew Aelin helped teach that class from time to time. As loathe as he was to admit it, the girl knew what she was doing. He wanted to dislike her, had, actually, for an extended period of time, but Aelin had introduced him to Elide. For that, he’d be eternally grateful.

Even if she was a smart-ass bitch from time to time.

“Elide’s been doing really well in the class,” Aelin commented.

Lorcan simply nodded. He hadn’t wanted to impose on the class, refraining from watching for extended periods of time, not wanting to make any of the participants feel intimidated. He knew he often had that effect on people. So, he hadn’t been able to track much of Elide’s progress.

His heart warmed in his chest as Elide laughed at something Manon said. Gods, was she beautiful.

“You’re so smitten with her,” Aelin teased. “You’re actually smiling right now.”

“I love her.”

“When I met you, I hadn’t thought you were capable of such an emotion.”

“Yeah, well, I thought the same thing about Rowan until you somehow tricked the poor bastard into falling in love with you.”

Aelin’s smile was sharp. “As you said. It’s my winning personality.”

Lorcan gave a bark of laughter, turning his attention back towards the small class. They had shifted positions, Manon up front with Elide. It seemed like she was having his girlfriend demonstrate something for the rest of the students. Manon put a hand on Elide’s shoulder. Even from the distance, Lorcan could see how hard she was holding on to her. It was another reason he liked Manon’s teaching. She wasn’t soft, would never go easy on any of them. Because no one out in the real world would go easy on them either.

Elide moved flawlessly, turning so her back was pressed against Manon’s chest, situating her shoulder under her instructor’s armpit, slipping her feet into the proper positions before grabbing Manon’s shirt and twisting.

It was fast and brutal. Elide threw her instructor over her shoulder, the smack of Manon’s body hitting the padded floors echoing through the dojo. Perfectly done.

Aelin laughed. “Since when is your girlfriend more badass than you?”

Lorcan didn’t answer immediately, watching as Elide helped Manon off the mats, hearing her instructor’s praise. As if she felt his eyes on her, Elide looked right towards Lorcan. Her fair cheeks were flushed pink, a few strands of her dark hair stuck against her sweaty forehead. Yet, her eyes were triumphant. And when she smiled at him, it was full of pride.

Lorcan couldn’t contain himself, smiling right back and shaking his head. “She always has been.”

[ivy-loves-chocolate]

'Ello! Pardon my inactivity but I do have a request for thee, could I have an Albert Wesker x Reader where both he's teaching the reader some new combat moves (even though her job doesn't require doing so) and while they're training she manages to pin him down which results in him "rewarding" her? Apologies for this being long!

Albert Wesker x F!Reader

Warnings: smut

Ever since they started dating Wesker wanted to teach y/n some self-defence techniques, because he wanted to make sure she is safe without him and it was also part of his job. Staying almost everyday after hours, training the mew recruits, RPD became his second home. If he feels he is capable of, he goes to the gym as a method to relive some stress. Not to mention, he realised how much he missed the presence of another human being until his lover came to train with him. 

It was late, not an usual hour for training, but Wesker likes the privacy. Since he doesn’t spend much time at his own house, he didn’t made his own gym, so he either goes to RPD or the one from Umbrella.

It became a routine for them. Even if her job doesn’t require combat training she is grateful for this opportunity. Wesker is an incredible fighter and teacher and has a lot of patience with her. Over time they advanced and now they fight to pin each other to the ground.

The size difference was noticeable, but that wasn’t necessary a bad thing. Albert was taller and stronger belittling y/n maybe without intention. He taunted her on purpose just to piss her off so she could lose focus, then putting her on the ground was easy. He didn’t fall with all his weight on her, he didn’t want to crush her. Dirty thoughts crossed Albert’s mind as he saw her underneath him, squirming and groaning to get free form his release. Albert was sitting on top of her, resting his weight on her chest while griping her shoulder, holding one of her arm in place, with one hand and the other was on the ground. Her arm was uncomfortably staying between his shoulder and the arm that was gripping her shirt, the other was on the ground. If she was quicker she could’ve grabbed his leg and stop him from continuing the move. Albert was near her ear and couldn’t resist the opportunity to tease her a little more. He was holding his hands keeping her in a more powerful grip, from which it was impossible to escape.

“You would’ve been robbed 3 times by now.”

“Not everyone is a trained policeman with military experience.”

He let a deep chuckle inside her ear and released his grip.

“We’re going to do this one more time, then we can call it a day.”

“I don’t understand why we need to do this, it’s not like someone will attack an accountant out of the blue.”

“I think i explained you this. I want to you to be prepared for anything, even if there aren’t many crimes going around. You should thank me.”

“For teaching me, or for the low crime rate?” 

“Shut up.” 

Wesker chraged towards her and this time without any restraint. When his fist was about to hit her face, she lowered herself at his chest level, placed one hand on his lower thigh and the other on his back and lifted his leg up spinning him around, then dropping him on the ground. A very confused Wesker was now laying on the floor, processing what happened. He was sure she will fail this time, but when he came back from his confusion , pride and joy conquered his mind. His girl did it. Y/N saw he was dazed and she kneeled next to him worried he might hit his head too hard. 

“Did i throw you too hard?”

“No, i received stronger hits.”

“Are you that impressed then?”

“Yes.”

Y/N left out a small chuckle and gave him a small kiss on his sweaty forehead, putting back in place a few strands of hair.

“He looked so good when he’s like this” she thought while running her fingers through his blond hair, admiring his exhausted form. His cheeks were red, his breath heavy, in other words, he wasn’t the perfect guy anymore. Sometimes his impeccable appearance pissed her off. Everyone has bad days, but not him. Moments like this were a treasure to her.

A small moan left his mouth when y/n grip tightened on his scalp.

“You like pain, don’t you?” Y/N was surprised when she felt his long, thick fingers moving on her inner thigh. Wesker was squeezing her flesh and was going painfully slow up to her clothed core.

“Big boy was pinned down and now he wants attention?”

“I don’t mind”

She moved the hand from his scalp, caressing his soft white skin down to the elastic band of his shorts, playing with the laces while extending his agony. She playfully inserted a finger inside, just as deep as the elastic band was, and kept pulling it. She took a glance over her shoulder and could see his erection growing.

“Do you want some comfort down there, big guy?” She said while teasing the area just above the growing member with her fingertips.

Wesker let out a shaky “please”, the other hand moved alongside to pull the tank top, enough to reveal his hardening nipple. It didn’t take long for her lips to make contact with the skin, while the other hand went deeper to explore his hot member. She grabbed it and began to stroke him gently, her fingers barely touching around his girth, while her tongue drew circles around his nipple. Wesker was struggling to pull off her leggings so he could slide a few fingers inside her. Y/N noticed and helped the poor man. In a few seconds she resumed her actions, this time half naked while Wesker was working fanatically her core. The idea of being caught excited them both, and they didn’t have any intention to speed things up. The room was filled with their dirty moans.

Wesker was making scissor motions with his fingers inside her. She needed to be well prepared to take him whole. Y/N increased the speed as well, going up and down to his ball sack, then up again. His shaft was soaked in his own precum, and his nipple was red and swollen by all the sucking.

“Say, do you want to spice it up, Y/N?”

“What do you mean?”

“Sit on my face.”

She immediately removed her leggings and panties and rested her wet core on his face, feeling his hot breath on her lips. His tongue began to spread her folds and feel the salty liquid that was dripping on his tongue. He raised his hips a little to allow y/n to remove his clothes too, revealing his hard member. The chill air made it throb, but it was soon engulfed by her hungry mouth. Well, how much she could because he was really long and thick. She covered his tip with her tips, then she proceeded to go slowly down his length taking more and more until the tip hit the back of her throat. The she stopped and pulled back, only to go down again, accommodating with the length. Meanwhile, Albert had his big thumb pressed on her clit and his tongue deep buried in her hole, licking around the contracting walls. Precum started to leak down her throat and he began to throb in her mouth. Y/N removed herself and Wesker whined in protest, trying to put pin her down again.

“Haven’t learned your lesson?”

Y/N stand up and turned around so she could sit on his cock. She was well warmed up and near edge, so with a quick thrust Wesker filled her insides. Y/N felt so full that it was unbearable. His shaft constantly hit her spot and tears began to drip down her cheeks from the overstimulation. Wesker was close too, she could feel him throb inside. She threw her head back, her vision went dark for a few seconds and all the tension that was building in her abdomen, stomach, and chest was released as she came hard on his cock. Her contractions helped Wesker reach his release too, he grabbed her flesh so hard that it turned red under his fingers so he could hold her in place. Y/N collapsed on his chest with his shaft still inside her.

“I will beat you up more frequently.”

“Oh dear, you’ll have to try harder from now on.”

“Don’t you like rewarding sex?”

“I like sex in my bed to be honest.”

He had a point. With all the adrenaline and arousal gone, self consciousness made it’s way in their minds. They were in the RPD, late, and anyone could enter the gym. Wesker pulled out, a mixture of their cum and sweat combined dripping down her thighs. He took a towel and cleaned around her core and helped her stand up. After a quick kiss on the lips, they both headed to the locker room. Hopefully, they haven’t met anyone on their way there, nor on their way to the parking lot. It was indeed a quiet city.

[abbynx]

How would the La Squadra family react to you having a crush on the former boss' daughter, Trish Una? An 'everyone lives' AU because I am in denial. This is going to be a long one as a one-shot, so I made it to headcanon form.

TW: Mentions of injuries, blood, and death

Genre: Platonic, Found family

~ Found and raised by Risotto and the entirety of La Squadra, you grew up within the vicinity of the underpaid mafiosi as a remarkable kid who has extensive knowledge about offing someone without leaving evidence. Well, not that you would be doing that, it's just that they thought teaching you some basics might help you if ever the moment comes and you'll find this useful. That, and self-defence too. ~ You were always under the watchful eye of anyone in the La Squadra, so you found yourself being sneaky just so you can escape them at times without being noticed. They were uber protective of you and to be honest, it can be overbearing at times. ~ You get along with all of them, as you were quite the chameleon. You can match with Prosciutto's stern and strict attitude, be as brooding and intimidating as Risotto, have fun and make jokes like Formaggio, etc etc. ~ Everything was alright, of course, but there's the fact that the assassin branch of Passione were being underpaid, I mean come on. The group begrudgingly accepted this, until Gelato and Sorbet rebelled and failed. They served as the catalyst for the entirety of the La Squadra to betray Passione and overthrow the boss, but waited for a perfect opportunity to do so. ~ The death of the couple Gelato and Sorbet left a hole in your hearts. You found yourself hanging around the couple whenever you felt like it, and intimidating as they look they welcome you with warm arms. ~ And among those days as a thirteen year old, you found yourself sitting at the edge of Risotto's bed, putting a hand over his shoulder to calm him down. Out of the entirety of the La Squadra, he was person severely affected with grief at the death of his teammates, seated at the edge of his bed and cupping his face and choking at his denied sobs. ~ Two years after, it was then the perfect time to strike and wipe out the boss. At the form of his daughter, they strategize to kidnap her, extract information of his identity from her, and strike on the boss. You were reluctant for them to act out this risky mission after seeing what happened to two remarkable assassins of La Squadra who paid the price of punishment without the boss even speaking. And they didn't even plan to involve you in this operation, not even if your Stand is powerful. ~ One by one, they fall apart and it was you're sole mission was to recover their maimed remains and nurse them back to health, travelling to myriad parts of Italy with a van you stole enough to fit the entirety of the La Squadra and with medical equipments. They were barely breathing, but you got to work with what you have, robbing hospitals of equipments and shoplifting from shops for food. Staying up late at night to tend to them, making sure their heartbeats remain steady at the duration of the night. Some of them, their states were worst than the other, you found yourself focused on Illuso and Pesci, as their bodies were the most mangled among others. ~ They all survived thankfully, all mortally injured but survived. Around those times you stayed up late at night tending to their needs, working with your Stand to make sure they live normally again. Tears were shed, hugs were exchanged, numerous 'ow's!' and 'ouch!' were exclaimed. ~ You caught wind of the boss being defeated and honestly, you couldn't care less about it. All you want was that your family survived and functional again. And with that need, you wait for the new boss to find out about the people who attempted to hinder them at their trip, and find you. And by this time, you were ready to bargain your life for them. But instead of being greeted by death, somehow, the new boss opted torecognise the group's strengths and skills as assassins, and offered you guys a chance to prove yourselves worthy to be recruited back in Passione and not be killed. He comissioned your group with important missions to assassinate other branches of Passione dealing criminal services to children, and paid you handsomely in advance and promised more if you were back in Passione. ~ The squadron were

confused, but chose to take the job and easily wiped out those type of people from Passione. Since all of them were in a better state, a little rusty so they took you on the job and for once in your life as one of the La Squadra family, you were made official and made into an assassin along with them. ~ The squad was successful, and earn their selves back in Passione. Although the interaction with the Bucci gang was awkward, you were all professional and civil and seemingly buried the hatchet. ~ Soon after they were able to get back on track in just a span of a year, they offered you to get back to school and lead a somewhat normal life. You accept and enrolled to a private boarding school and unbeknownst to you, so did a certain pink haired sixteen year old. ~ It was in the middle of a school year, too, you've been getting weird looks from classmates. Honestly, you didn't think high school would be this severe and kinda regretted returning to school when you're already content with being homeschooled with the help of Melone and Ghiaccio. I mean, you're an assassin for god's sake but you can't just kill people because they whispered rumours and insults behind your back for being... You honestly didn't know why they treat you like this. ~ Days later, a certain Trish Una also enrolled back to school in an attempt to restore some point of normalcy in her life. Like you, she found herself as a target for whispers at how she looked so snobby and bratty despite being so quiet. ~ I'mma write a whole ass one-shot of you meeting Trish because I can't pass up to simp over her tbh. ~ You found yourself befriending her, oblivious at the fact she is affiliated with Passione, and was the daughter of the old boss, and the girl your family had been trying to kidnap for the sake of overthrowing the old boss. Like her, she was oblivious at your affiliation with the assassin branch of Passione as well. ~ You stuck together at school, just traumatised kids being pals and trying to live a normal life, bonding over anything really, having one teach the other complicated mathematics, until you two started to hang out outside of school where at weekends after school, you two would go out in the nearest mall to shop and perhaps eat in a cafe. ~ The whole La Squadra were refreshed at how you always smile all the time and stare off into space, they were confused at your sudden concern over your appearance and choice of apparel, you started to go out more, etc. They were confused (but never spoke of it out loud around you) at the change, but supported you nonetheless because it was normal to do as a teenager so they let you be. ~ One day, Trish decided to ask you for a study date at the café you frequented at in a Saturday morning and for some reason, you just had the urge to look your best despite just studying. Indecisiveness room over you, prompting you to seek advice from the most fashionable member of the group, Prosciutto. ~ He gave you the advice you need, and so you thanked him to turn away, leave and try the outfits he chose, when Formaggio suddenly spoke beside him: "Ohhh~ Y/N's going in a date~" Formaggio teased, lips pouting playfully and voice in a painfully high, poor attempt to imitate a school girl voice. "What? Does wittle Y/N has a cwush?" You stopped in your tracks at that, glancing at the cheese man with furrowed brows in confusion, but cheeks scorched with the sudden flow of adrenaline from the situation he's put you in. Without hearing a context of anything as he happened to just be walking by he stops, and Melone chimes in as he looked up from his monitor, "A date? With whom?" "You're going on a date?" Prosciutto raised a brow, perhaps preparing a nice, long lecture for you to endure for like an hour. "Is that why you're dressing up nicely?" "I— no!" A rush of overwhelming feeling of confusion, denial and something more mixed in your systems and became more incoherent and incoherent as you try and process things further. "I'm just going out on a study with a friend of mine. I'm not going out on a

date. What? I'm not allowed to get dolled up and look pretty while reviewing?" You try to jest to get yourself out of the situation. ~ After that's over with, Prosciutto let you go with the suspicion of you seeing someone in secret but you deny that wholeheartedly. Jesus now that they mentioned you were out going out on a date with someone, your chest grew tight with something you can't fathom, but more on confusion. "We're just friends hanging out to review, nothing else. Isn't it normal to want to dress up for a friend and look decent... Right?" You attempt to reassure yourself in your way there. ~ You arrive at the café where Trish sat, and just gawked at how effortlessly beautiful she is. She just looks so divine and elegant and beautiful and cute and adorable no matter what she does. She invites you over the table to study and all you could of was the fact it was only you two in the cafe apart from the employee but you are with her, alone... Like a date. Well it is a study date after all, meaning it's for friends. Right? ~ At the duration of the date— study date that is, you were concentrated on  simplifying a lot of lessons for Trish to understand better, but upon that concentration you found yourself fixed on her. The way she bit her lips glossed with pink strawberry lip gloss whenever some questions were difficult for her to solve, the way her emerald gaze would dart up to you after answering for reassurance that she did a great job, the way she'd smile in triumph upon getting questions correct... ~ After that day, you proceeded to question yourself what Formaggio asked earlier, "Does wittle Y/N have a cwush?" And within that newfound realisation, yes you do. But you refuse to feel more of it... Not when she's around of course. ~ Days later, by accident, the secret was let out of the bag. Illuso caught glimpse of a poem you were writing beside him as you lounged around in a Saturday and scanned through it, looking for something he can tease you for it, and successfully spotted a misspelling. As he was about to correct it for you, he then realised you were writing, and addressing a poem towards the girl they were intending to kidnap a year ago. ~ The jerk Illuso is, snatched your notebook away from you, transferred himself in the mirror realm, and began to read it out loud for the others to hear. At first the others just thought of it as normal, it's a day to day occurrences among all you after when they slowly became intrigued to what you've written and listened to Illuso, as you did all your might to get it back. That's when they all heard your fancy towards Trish. ~ Now that connects the dots to why you always smile and stare off into space, dress nicely, and among other stuff you do whilst in love or ahem— as you claimed, 'having a crush' ~ Formaggio began to tease along with Illuso, whilst you only hid your scorching face behind your hands, holding the urge to murder Illuso for that. He knew what's up the moment you've been in a sickly sweet mood, along with your lovesick smile but needed further proof to tease you for it. ~ Prosciutto is rather nonchalant at the news, I mean, it's not new for teens to experience these things. As long as it doesn't really spiral to obsession he's going to let you be. ~ Pesci would be happy for you but under these circumstances of the revelation, he feels your pain and tries his best to comfort you because omg, he can't get through people teasing him, let alone see his loved ones being teased. ~ Melone is simply amused and quite frankly, not surprised. He predicted this will happen sooner or later, as he silently held out his hand in front of the fuming Ghiaccio, waiting for the bet money he has won over. ~ Ghiaccio was fuming not specifically towards you, but at how the revelation has come too light a few days early for him to win this silly little wager he had with Melone. Now, he's like twenty dollars poorer. Like Prosciutto, he's nonchalant and chill about it. ~ Risotto is particularly happy for you because for once, you were happy and somewhat

having a normalcy he has craved for you to have ever since he had kept you in La Squadra as a family member instead of an assassin. On the surface he's unfazed, but inside he is supportive and thankful you were happy. ~ Overall, they're all just supportive of you.

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A/N: I can’t believe I’m staying true to my word and posting it before the year is over. My self imposed deadline was met, yey me!!

A little heads up for those who read my stuff: January will be a tricky month for me — I still have one exam left — so I don’t know if I’ll be able to post. Then there’s the acosf release, and I plan to avoid being in social media (aka tumblr, twitter) until I’ve read it at least two times lol. I’ll try to write in any spare time that I have, but I’m sorry in advance.

Now, let’s end 2020 with style!! I hope you enjoy the new chapter and wish y’all a good 2021 💜

In which she makes a friend, Part Five

Nesta woke up to soft knocking on her door.

She groaned in her pillow, wanting nothing more than to go back sleep. She was not used to waking up so early — the sun had barely risen on the sky — and she’d had a poor night of sleep, her latest nightmare still too vivid in her mind.

Nesta had a lot of those. Nightmares. Before, it was of Mandray. Of being beneath him again. Of not being able to scape. After being kidnapped by Hybern, they were about Elain. Of failing time and time again to avoid her sister being thrown into that blasted Cauldron.

Once the war had come and gone, it got worse. She’d dream of Elain in that camp, chained near the Cauldron. Would dream of Feyre failing to rescue their sister. Would dream of both of them dying while Nesta was unable to protect them. Another failure that’d hunt her through all of her miserable immortal life.

And she’d dream of him. Of his wings being broken and his screams piercing her ears, her soul. Of Hybern killing him in front of her eyes while she was held down by the evil king’s power. And once she got free, once she blasted that bastard to nothingness, she’d find herself in world without him. A world where she lived with a big nothing inside her.

Last night, however, had been different. She had been dreaming of failing Elain and Feyre again when suddenly she heard a voice. His voice, talking in that melodic and enthralling language, his voice a soft caress that eased her troubles. But as soon as she felt herself calming down, Nesta felt him go away. And so she desperately asked for him to stay with her. At least in her dreams she’d be less proud and afraid to say what she wished to. What she wished she had said to him two months ago.

Don’t go. Stay.

And in her dream he stayed. It had been so realistic that Nesta swore she could still feel his warm calloused hand against her skin, smell his scent, his voice a lover’s caress in her ears and—

She got up from the bed quickly, shaking her head. No good would come from going down that path. She willed her heart to behave and stay quiet in the cage she had locked it into. Wall after wall being risen, being toughened. Sometimes, feeling nothing was better then feeling too much or even anything at all.

Nesta heard knocking again, and quickly discarded her nightgown for the Illyrian leathers. She had struck a promise to train with Kaelin before the girl’s morning training and Nesta hated to be late.

“I’m awake, you don’t have to tear down the door Kaelin” Nesta said, opening her door and almost hitting her face in a leather clad chest.

Cassian was the one knocking on her door.

“What are you doing here?” she asked through clenched teeth.

“Good morning to you too sweetheart” he gave her a teasing grin “Last that I checked, I live here”

“One would wonder if that is true, given your long absence” she replied, knowing she had hit her mark when she saw a muscle twitching on his jaw “Where’s Kaelin?”

“Training has been rescheduled. The younglings start earlier now so those preparing for the Blood Rite can have more time on the training areas” Cassian managed to say.

“I see” Nesta was thinking about going back to sleep when the male in front of her interrupted her thoughts.

“Would you care to have breakfast with me?”

She opened her mouth to dismiss him when she caught the look on his eyes. Not angry anymore at her earlier jab, but anxious. She had never seen Cassian so unsure before, so difficult to read. It was as if his feelings were all over the place.

“It wouldn’t hurt to eat with him” she thought, recalling her dream.

“You are cooking” Nesta declared, moving past him to the kitchen.

“As you wish, your Highness” he did a mocking bow and followed her.

Nesta eyed the tall male in front of her. He cooked with expertise and seemed completely comfortable in the ambient, humming while he mixed some eggs in the frying pan.

He was so... domestic. Nesta almost smiled imagining him with a silly apron, an image so at odds with his usual scary General appearance.

“I talked with Kaelin yesterday” Cassian said after some time.

“And?” Nesta asked, raising an eyebrow

“He’s been training with you. And I was wondering....” he placed the food in front of her, clearing his throat “I was wondering if I could train you. Both of you. Kaelin is not so advanced with his training and there’s also the matter of—”

“The matter of what” she snapped

“Your powers” he fidgeted with a knife, twirling it on his hand, not scared to cut off a finger by accident “I don’t know where you were with Amren in regards to them, but it’s also important to have them in sync with any self defence moves you can learn”

“My powers are none of your concern”

It was a lie. Her classes with Amren had just grazed the surface of what she knew she could do. But she was scared of them. Of what she could do. Her powers were a wild beast that was she forced to live with, a constant reminder of the life she lost.

She hated it.

However, Cassian was right. If she truly wanted to be capable of defending herself — of defending Kaelin were her secret to be discovered — she’d have to accept his help.

“We can train after breakfast” she nonchalantly said, stabbing a piece of the scrambled eggs on her plate “I’m already changed either way”

“Brilliant” Cassian smiled, his whole face seeming to lighten up like the sky after a storm “Prepare yourself to be challenged sweetheart. I’m not one to go easy on my students”

~•~

Cassian did not lie. He didn’t go easy on her. Her whole body ached and she almost regretted her choice to not stay in the cabin, rereading one of her books.

But she had places to go.

“You’re late”

“I’m not late Esmée” Nesta stated, grabbing an apron by the tent’ side and moving to one of the tables “I’m exactly on time”

“You’re thirty seconds late. That’s enough to lose the boiling point for a healing potion and make it a poison instead” Esmée, the chief healer of Windhaven huffed “If I say you’re late then you’re late.”

Nesta only dipped her head and started to work. Esmée might come out as a grump and mean female, but she was only serious about her work, a work which left her with no time for idle talk or sugarcoated pleasantries.

Nesta liked her just fine.

Kaelin had been the one to present her to the healers. Once her period was over and it was safe for her to leave the cabin without someone noticing the change in her scent, Kaelin had taken Nesta in a tour through Windhaven. Nesta did not know anything else except the area around Cassian’s cabin, which included a solitary trail to the forest and the outskirts of the village.

Kaelin appeared to know everyone they passed by. The younglings — who were yet too young to train — happily waved at her when they passed, as did some females who were working. On the other hand, it was different with the males. They eyed Kaelin with distaste and something akin to betrayal in their eyes. Nesta had yet to ask Kaelin why. Was it because she was walking with Nesta, an outsider who not only was High Fae but also the sister in law of their High Lord? She had tucked the information inside herself, analysing everything and everyone they met.

And it was when they were nearing the end of the tour that they had come upon the healers tent. Nesta recalled helping them in the war, bringing buckets of water, doing bandages for the wounded and holding the most serious ones down while they were patched up. She had felt like she had a purpose back then. Like she was not a burden.

She tried not think how it also helped her take her mind off the fearless Illyrian who leaded the troops, leaving only dead bodies with whoever met his blade.

Esmée had remembered her, as did some of the other females that worked alongside her. They had not eyed Nesta with pity or distaste, something she was used to in Velaris. No, they simply gave her a nod of recognition and went back to work, mixing herbs, cutting straps of bandages and tending to patients.

“Are you going to help or will you stay all day there?” Esmée had snapped “If you want to, grab an apron and come here. We need more jambu to be ground so that fella over there can stop whining”

Kaelin had come still beside Nesta, fearing she had been insulted by the healers harsh words. But she simply grabbed an apron and rolled her dress’ sleeves.

“Which one is jambu?”

And from that day onwards Nesta began to help the healers in any way she could, going after her training with Kaelin in the morning and coming back in the late afternoon. Kaelin always walked her back, stopping at the tent after her training.

“It’s not safe for females to wander alone” the young girl had informed Nesta “Specially when it starts to get dark”

Nesta knew better than to dismiss Kaelin’s words. She knew what males were capable of doing to those they thought inferior to them.

“Charming as ever, don’t you agree?” Jacira said, appearing beside Nesta.

“Lovely” she mumbled back, the corners of her lips almost raising in a smile.

Jacira was one of the least shy healers around Nesta. She had beautiful dark green eyes, which contrasted with her dark raven hair and dark brown skin. She also had a very sharp and curious mind, and was teaching Nesta all she knew about what being a healer was like.

Nesta liked to think she had found another friend in Jacira.

“I see the General has come back”

“Really? I didn’t notice” Nesta replied, busying herself with her task.

“He had been gone longer than usual this time for the inspection” Jacira whispered “Word says it’s because some serious trouble has risen in other camps, specially Ironcrest”

Jacira was also a shameless gossiper. In the two weeks Nesta had started to work with her, she knew practically everything about anyone that lived in Windhaven. She said to herself that no harm would come to listen to Jacira’s blabbering. She was simply gathering information as to not stay in the dark.

It was not gossip. It was only intelligence material about the Illyrians in Windhaven.

“Trouble? What kind of trouble?” Cassian had not spoken a word about it with her.

“I don’t know. I only know that the camp lords are whispering between them, and seem to be anxious about the Blood Rite.” she got closer to Nesta “In my opinion, they want it to arrive fast so any feuds can be resolved there”

For the Blood Rite was not only the chance for the Illyrians to prove their worth as a warrior, but a bloodbath. An event that allowed matters to be resolved without the laws of the war camps binding them.

“More work and less talk ladies” Esmée hissed at them “Those tonics won’t be done by themselves”

“Yes, m’am” Jacira replied, batting her eyelashes innocently, making Nesta snort. That girl had no fear of danger.

They kept to their work, Jacira talking when she thought Esmée was not looking, Nesta saying something now and then. The time she spent among the healers was precious to her. It brought a sense of normality back to her life. Even the wild beast inside her gave her a time out, seeming to purr whenever she dedicated herself to chopping herbs and making tonics or healing potions, the scent of all the ingredients calming her.

But the thought that something was amiss among the Illyrians bothered her. It was something that stayed on her mind all day.

Nesta was quieter than usual at dinner — she caught Cassian glancing worriedly at her when he thought she was not looking — the gears inside her head turning and going through every possible outcome.

She went to sleep still thinking about it, and came to a conclusion.

Something bad was coming.

And she would get Cassian to tell her whatever it was.

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CHAPTER 3 PART I

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Ann was reading her favourite novel when the door rang.

'Nobody lives here,' said Ann.

'I thought i could teach you a thing or two about self-defence' shouted Helena.

Ann's eyes lit up as she heard the offer from her friend who she hadn't seen since the fire incident.

'Password accepted' Ann said as she opened the door with a smile.

'I know you wanted to be alone, but i thought a girl's day would lift your spirits' Helena said, shaking her hand. Although Ann was happy to see her new friend, the embarrassment of the fire situation still gnawed at her insides.

‘A girl's day? Is that what you call teaching me self-defence?' asked Ann, raising her eyebrows.

'Of course! Perhaps you've been taught to be a lady, but I've been taught to be the opposite. Maybe we could exchange knowledge,' said Helena, laughing.

Helena suggested to Ann that they fight in her dress. If she was attacked, she would have to know how to defend herself with any kind of garment. Ann didn't understand why they would attack her though. they never had.

'Any news from our brothers?' asked Ann as they moved around the room without starting a fight.

'Yes. They closed the deal last night, they'll come back first thing tomorrow morning' replied Helena, tapping Ann lightly on the shoulder.

'Last night? What kind of deal closes at nightfall?' insisted Ann.

'The kind of deal my brothers close. And now yours too.' she replied, landing a second blow that Ann couldn't stop either.

'Wouldn't that be illegal? The last thing i'd want to do is endanger my bro...' Ann began to say, before being interrupted by Helena so they could practice a specific move.

'Don't worry, Ann. My brothers and i would never put Christopher in danger. Nor you. You are part of the family' she replied at last.

'Yeah... I don't think Jonathan feels the same way' said Ann, just before she tried to kick Helena.

'Jonathan is somewhat withdrawn, he doesn't like meeting new people. But that doesn't mean he dislikes you' said Helena once she had pinned Ann to the ground.

'How long have you been training?' asked Ann, getting up from the floor.

'Since I was born. I knew how to fight before I could talk' replied Helena, laughing again.

'I've never met anyone like you' said Ann with a chuckle.

'Anyone, or a woman?' asked Helena 'Well, in my family we're very unconventional. Ahead of our time, Jonathan would say. He's very modest'

'Tell me, what does your father thinks about you not being married yet?' asked Ann, still panting from the fight.

'My father has no opinion. He never has and he never will' replied Helena curtly.

'Jonathan!' shouted Helena after hearing the door bang.

'Jonathan? Wasn't he closing a...' Ann groaned. The last thing she wanted was to see Jonathan, for it was him she had been avoiding since the incident. Although the thought had only been in her head for a millisecond, Ann thought that maybe Jonathan had manipulated her mind to see a fire that never happened.

'No, he stayed in the manor' shouted Helena as she opened the door for her brother.

'I thought I wouldn't see you until Monday' said Helena.

'You thought wrong, as usual' replied Jonathan. He looked angry, as usual.

'What's that on your arm, brother?' asked Helena, raising her eyebrows.

As Ann walked through the door, Jonathan turned to her and held out the book without saying anything.

‘For me?' asked Ann, realising instantly that the question was unnecessary 'Thank you very much! Is it a book you have read' she asked.

'Helena told me you liked romance books' he said, and was silent for a few seconds. 'I don't.'

Helena persuaded Ann to accompany them to a bookshop that had opened a few days ago.

'The library is Jonathan's gift to the city' said Helena, smiling.

'Not exactly. The idea came from a friend who likes to read even more than i do' he replied almost in a whisper.

'How is it possible to surpass someone who has read more than 1,000 books at the age of 20?' asked Ann, who had to pick up the pace to catch up with the tall Cannadine brothers.

'Well... being 25′ replied Jonathan.

'Wow... how come i haven't seen this place before?' asked Ann in amazement at the sight of such a huge building.

'I don't think it's the sort of place a bourgeois lady goes to spend her evenings' said Jonathan, biting his lip to keep from laughing. The bookshop was in the poorest part of town, which made its size and beauty all the more strange to Ann.

‘Nor does it seem to be that of an Earl who owns half the manors of the United Kingdom' she replied, stepping forward in his footsteps.

‘Looks like we've lost my brother... tell me, which section do you want to snoop in?' asked Helena. Jonathan practically ran out as soon as they entered the bookshop, almost as if he had been waiting for that moment to run away from the situation.

‘Crimes. If Jonathan thinks I'm just into romance...' said Ann, laughing.

Helena held out a book to Ann with a black cover and a small signature on the bottom of it.

'What do you think?' asked Helena a few minutes later while still looking for a book for herself.

'Who wrote these stories?' asked Ann, confused. Helena approached her. 'According to the writer, they are all true. But how can the write be in so many different places?' insisted Ann. The stories told of brutal murders that would not have been punished but for the brave writer.

'A wizard never reveals his secrets' replied Helena, turning away again.

'Did you write it?' asked Ann.

'Are you mad? My thing is fighting, not writing.' replied Helena.

After a few hours of reading, Jonathan gave his sister a sidelong glance to start to leave and put the books away.

‘Why do we have to walk here?' asked Ann. It had only been a scant 15 minutes from her house to the bookshop, but the manor was on the outskirts, too far from everything to walk.

‘We have given up all our carriages temporarily,' Helena replied, biting her lower lip.

Once Ann began to glimpse the manor from afar, she noticed the many carriages lying parked at the entrance.

'What's going on?' she asked at the sight. But she got no answer. 'Helena?' she insisted.

'Don't worry, Annastasia. It's just a formality,' she replied, not looking her straight in the face.

'Believe me, Annastasia, no one dislikes this more than I do' said Jonathan, sighing.

At that moment, Ann had no idea what could be waiting for her in there.

As soon as the front door of the manor opened, a bunch of faces unknown to Ann peered in with wide eyes and began to talk incessantly.

'Dear Annastasia, it's a pleasure to finally see you in person!' shouted one of them.

'Yes... I... 'Thank you' replied Ann, not quite sure who to turn to or where to look.

'Please ladies and gentlemen, make room, we don't want the poor girl to be crowded.' said Helena, taking Ann by the hand and leading her down the corridor.

'Darling. I didn't think i'd live to see something like that' repeated one of the guests for the third time.

'I assure you i didn't think so either' replied Helena as she realised that she would not stop repeating that phrase if no one answered her.

'Even if it was your idea?' asked Jonathan, smiling half-heartedly.

'Your idea?' asked Ann, almost choking on her food.

'I only suggested it. I didn't force anyone' replied Helena, throwing up her hands.

'You certainly make a lovely couple, it's about time the boy settled down.' said one of Helena and Jonathan's aunts. Ann couldn't help but wonder where their parents were and why they hadn't visited them since they moved to Southampton.

'I don't see why anyone should ever settle down. Marriage is just a piece of paper' said Jonathan, annoyed.

'Jonathan! Why don't you eat and be quiet for the rest of the lunch?' said Helena, giving a murderous look at her brother, who had begun to smile as he realised how much it annoyed his older sister. Ann couldn't help but smile too, it reminded her so much of the relationship she and her brother had, although Christopher was undoubtedly much more affectionate.

When dinner was over, Helena escorted the guests to another of the many rooms that were only on the first floor of the manor. As soon as Helena and Jonathan began chatting with distant relatives, two women approached Ann, looking down their noses at her with meanness. They just wanted to laugh at her, no one in that family understood why Jonathan would want to agree to such a wedding.

‘I didn't think Jonathan would like them so thin,' said one of them smiling.

'Nor so pale. You look a bit sick, are you all right?' asked the other, trying to feign distress as she put her hand to her heart.

'Excuse me, ladies' cried Helena, throat clearing as she saved Ann from the horrible situation. 'I need to speak to the future Countess Annastasia' said Helena, causing the two women to turn away without another word.

'You're my guardian angel, aren't you?' asked Ann, smiling again.

A few seconds later, Jonathan was crossing the wide room straight to Ann with a hint of amusement and annoyance in his eyes.

'Annastasia Winsdor, will you marry me?' he asked, getting down on one knee.

'How hard would it have been to tell me earlier about today's plan?' asked Ann. Cordelia had taught her to answer with questions when she got too nervous and didn't know how to make decisions. But this decision had already been made for weeks, she couldn't back out.

'Is that a yes, or a no?' insisted Jonathan, who had already stood up and was holding the ring almost as if he wanted to throw it away.

'A yes... I guess.' replied Ann at last.

[thetwoplayergays]

RFA with a royal MC 👑

Quarantine has thrown me back into my old fandoms, as I’m sure it has for many, and I’ve been reading Mysme headcannons all week so I thought I’d throw my hat back into the ring

Yoosung

Yoosung’s been working for the royals since the day he was born, being from a poor family

His parents were the personal servants for the king and queen back in the day, that’s how they met.

Naturally, when the two best servants of the castle had a son, they had their eyes on the boy

Rika was Yoosung’s mentor and taught him all he needed to know to get comfortable in the palace

He still can’t cook though

“Rika look what I made!”

“...Yoosung are you trying to poison the princess?”

“Princess??”

The first time Yoosung meets you, he bumps into you in the corridor carrying a load of clean sheets

You both end up on the floor, sheets flying everywhere don’t worry Yoosung Jaehee will take care of it

The poor boy is already apologising before he even looks up and realises who he just bumped into

Now he’s not just sorry-

He’s horrified

He knocked over the princess!!!1!

Immediately he’s on his knees, gathering up the sheets and apologising over and over- poor boy looks like he’s about to cry.

But you aren’t angry at him. No- you start to laugh

“Mistakes happen! It’s okay- here let me help you!”

Yoosung watches in awe as the princess starts to help collect the laundry for him

She’s not meant to do that?!?

“I-it’s okay it was my fault-“

“Nonsense. I wasn’t watching where I was going, I am just as much at fault as you are, okay? No hard feelings!”

And then she

giggles

Yoosung’s down for the count- game over

He meets you again the next day and his face just bursts into a bright shade of red

“It’s you again! Looks like we keep bumping into each other, huh?”

Hahaha kill me now Rika quick my heart can’t take this

It takes Yoosung a few weeks to get used to seeing you around the palace without making a total moron of himself every time

You even manage to have a few delightful conversations before you’re whisked away for some royal duty

It took even longer for him to actually introduce himself to you

“Yoosung? What a sweet name...”

Good job MC you killed him again

Zen

You already know this dork is the most famous actor in the whole village

He puts on a play every week in the town square and the people love it

He eats up all the ladies’ attention, I mean,,

Are any of us surprised?

“Zen! You were amazing tonight! If I didn’t know any better I’d say you’d even have impressed the princess if she saw you!”

Little did he know, she did see

When you heard about this so called ‘handsome actor’ down in the village of course you were going to go investigate for yourself

With the help of some of the maids who you confided in Jaehee, you manage to sneak down into a village just in time to see the performance for yourself

Naturally, you were hooked

Good job Zen you made the princess horny have a cookie

Of course Zen continues to perform every week, non the wiser to the newest addition to the audience

That was until one night where you accidentally locked gazes with eachother and he saw this girl smile for the first time

Dumb bitch forgot his next line and got a deadly glare from his co-star

After the performance, Zen immediately ran into the audience, ignoring the swarm of fans that surrounded him as he looked around for the girl he saw in the audience

In that brief moment, Zen was so entranced by her that she hadn’t left his thoughts since. She was so beautiful, she even reminded him of the princess.

Funny how that is

That’s when he spots you, diving into the dark streets of the village in a dark cloak

“Excuse me- yes I’m so glad you enjoyed it- yes- excuse me- coming through!”

He pushes past all the fan girls and full on sprints after the princess, ignoring the shouts coming from behind him.

This lovesick fool is convinced he just met the love of his life and he wasn’t about to let her get away

Eventually he manages to catch up to you and grabs your shoulder before you can leave again, giving him a brief moment to catch his breath.

“Why princess, leaving so soon? I never even got a chance to say hello~”

He meant it as a flirt.

He didn’t expect to look up and be talking to the actual princess

Shit fuck shit shit oh fuck-

“I- I mean- um-“

“They did warn me you were bold...”

You tease him with a small smirk on your face, watching Zen’s face morph into panic upon realising who you were.

“I normally hate being called princess... I’m open to making exceptions however. Your performance was incredible.”

You lean forward just then and place a chaste kiss on the actor’s cheek, pulling away with a small blush on your face.

“Perhaps we’ll meet again at your next one.”

And just like that- she’s gone

Zen is left in the empty streets, stunned, flustered, and completely convinced this princess was going to be the death of him.

Regardless, he’s practicing for next week’s performance before he even gets back home

Jaehee

Everyone in the royal family knows that maid Jaehee is the best in the kingdom.

She’s perfect at her job in every way, and always knows how to make the royals feel as comfortable as possible living in the castle.

Need something cleaned up? Call for Jaehee.

This food doesn’t taste quite right? Call for Jaehee.

Princess needs a personal maid? Call for Jaehee.

When the king and queen first approached Jaehee on the subject, she initially refused, telling them that although she was extremely flattered they had thought of her, she didn’t want to abandon the rest of the duties around the castle.

But the king and queen insisted, only wanting someone they trusted to help their daughter.

And who would be stupid enough to deny a request from the royals themselves

Jaehee was forced to accept the position.

It was difficult having to adjust her priorities with the new job. Jaehee no longer was in charge of the castle as a whole, but rather her focus had to be entirely revolved around you at all times.

Though you were incredibly nice to her, she tried her best to keep things professional as one should. She never spoke up, never crossed her line as a maid and always did her job perfectly.

....at first

One night, you requested for Jaehee to accompany you on a walk around the castle, and of course the girl was happy to oblige.

She quietly listened as you rambled on, talking about your passions, listing all the things you had to do that day, etc.

Everything was fine until Jaehee spotted a rather shady individual approaching you two from behind, but was a second too late in realising they had a knife.

Within an instant, they aimed the blade at Jaehee’s throat and ordered the princess to come with them peacefully, or the maid ‘gets it’

Oh no honey, you don’t threaten Baehee

This girl takes down the man in a flash, barely giving you time to realise what had just happened before guards were surrounding them.

“Oh I- I learnt a few martial arts moves from the knights when I was younger.. it was simply a hobby..”

“YOU HAVE TO TEACH ME JAEHEE!”

“I couldn’t possibly Princess-“

“PLEASE!”

....

The next thing she knew, the princess and her maid would sneak out every night for private self defence lessons

The maid grew to look forward to those evenings, the one-on-one time with eachother giving you and Jaehee time to bond and properly grow as friends rather than simply working under the professional environment of the castle.

Jaehee was able to relax and show her true colours to the woman she was dedicating her live to every day, which only made your ‘friendship’ stronger.

“My father told me today that he’d have to start looking for suitors for me to marry soon..”

“Oh... have you got anyone in mind, your highness.” Why do I feel so upset

“...perhaps.”

You never spoke of that conversation again.

That didn’t stop it from keeping Jaehee up at night though

Jumin

Oh this boy is already a royal. I mean.. do I need to explain myself?

You and Jumin actually met when you were just children, your families visiting eachother often in order to form alliances.

Everyone always said how cute of a couple you two would make when you were older, cooing over the two children who just wanted to play swords.

Let the children play swords King Han come on!

Eventually, the alliance that Jumin’s kingdom and your kingdom had broke apart over petty quarrels, and the two children were ripped apart, likely never to meet again.

“Jumin!! I don’t want you to go... I thought we were going to play king and queens...”

“Don’t worry MC, I’ll become the greatest king of my kingdom, and then I can visit you whenever I want. Doesn’t that sound wonderful?”

...

As the years flew by, Jumin’s childhood friend became nothing but a distant memory, his future as king being his primary focus.

His father was constantly bringing many woman into the castle, claiming to his son that she could be the new queen until she disappeared a few weeks later when he got bored of her.

It made Jumin despise the idea of marriage, making a silent promise to himself that he would never marry once he was on the throne, no matter how many woman threw themselves at his feet.

One day, King Han recieved message that another woman had arrived at the castle, asking to visit the prince.

Jumin initially marked it off as another woman trying to convince him to marry them so they could become princess, and told his father he was not interested.

“My son, one day you will take over this kingdom of mine, and when that time comes you will need a woman to help you bear an heir. Send her in!”

Mr-I-Won’t-Marry remained in his chambers during the woman’s visit, refusing to even give her the piece of his attention.

But he couldn’t avoid her forever, eventually having to leave for supper, where he discovered the woman having a polite conversation with his father.

Great. Another one had fallen for his tricks.

“If you have come here to attempt to marry into the royal family, I suggest you leave this instant before I call the guards.”

“Oh Jumin.. you don’t recognise me do you? It has been a long time. You haven’t forgotten me entirely, have you?

“.....MC?”

Surely enough, once the pieces began to fall into place, Jumin instantly recognised the kind and beautiful woman standing before him.

How could he possibly forget such beauty?

“I’ll leave you two alone to catch up! It has certainly been a while, princess. Please make yourself at home.” Use protection son

Once you and Jumin had started talking, he quickly fell into his old habits of conversating with the princess, having forgotten how easy it was.

“Remember when you told me you would become the greatest king of this kingdom Jumin? Oh naive we were back then..”

“Yes. Though I still plan on taking over my father as soon as possible. I think it is about time that the contract of our kingdoms’ alliance is revisited, don’t you?”

“I couldn’t agree more.”

Saeyoung

Every good kingdom needs a little spy dog- Right?

At least that’s what your kingdom agreed upon when they hired a young boy off the streets to come work for the palace

Saeyoung had a pretty good life growing up amongst the court, which was a startling difference to the village below. He wasn’t there just for fun though.

The king and queen needed to keep the village in check, to make sure there were no riots or attempts to overthrow them. That’s when Saeyoung came in.

This redhead acted as the kingdom’s informat, regularly taking visits down into the streets to chat up the royals, learn of any criminals who had plans to tarnish the good reputation of the court and quell any possible rumours of a rebellion amongst the common folk

He was real good at it too, and everyone in the kingdom loved Saeyoung with all their heart.

Protect the boy

One day, he was taking his weekly trip down to the town when he sensed he was being followed, and immediately put himself on high alert.

He would wonder through alleyways, zig-zag through the busy streets in the hopes of losing them. Nothing worked however, which forced the redhead to confront his stalker head on.

To his surprise, upon cornering the figure in a dark alleyway in town, he was met with the face of the princess, full of guilt and annoyance over being caught.

You explained how much you had wanted to visit the town and see the nitty-gritty of what it was really like to live there, something that was always hidden from you during royal visits.

And Saeyoung had to admit, this chick had some real kick to her

He still dragged you back to the castle though

He thought that would be the end of it, but the very next day he felt the same stalking presence behind him as he left to go into the village

That sneaky little-

“My my~ Princess, if you wanted to spend time with me all you had to do was ask.”

Your face blushed a bright red at the comment, coming out of your place of hiding in defeat at being caught once more.

You waited for Saeyoung to take you back to the castle immediately, however, the sturn instruction never came, and you look up at the boy to see not anger, but a large smirk on his face, a hand outstretched towards you.

“One day. That’s all you’re getting. Got it, Princess?”

To say you were overjoyed was an overstatement.

At the end of the day, Saeyoung was almost disappointed to have to take you back to the castle, finding the two of you made incredible companions together. Spending time with you was one of those few moments where he could genuinely smile and laugh, not forcing it politely in front of the royal family or a group of rioters who he needed to win over.

No, this was new.

The next time Saeyoung had to visit the village, he was almost disappointed to find that you weren’t behind him. So what did this idiot do?

Continue to do this job alone like he was being hired to?

Or climb up the side of the castle towards the princess’ chambers?

If you answered B, congratulations

Luckily for both parties, You were sat on the balcony, looking longingly out into the world like a Rapunzel waiting for her Prince Charming.

“Hey Princess!” Oh would you look at that

“I heard there was a group of bandits that were going to rob a local store tonight. It would be a shame to have to stop them alone.... unless purrrhaps you felt it was necessary for me to be accompanied by someone?”

“Oh, do you need a guard?”

“Wha- no, Princess I meant-“

“Can the great Saeyoung Choi not beat a group of bandits on his own? Or does he need the fragile princess to beat them for him?”

“Marry me”

Jihyun

It was your birthday and your whole day was filled to the brim with celebrations of every kind

It was exhausting

All you wanted to do was to sit down for more than ten minutes without a guard finding you and dragging you back for your next activity.

You even tried to hide in the maid’s quarters until Jaehee found you and scolded you 

After a long day, the royal family was finally able to sit down and relax for an hour or two for the last activity of the day.

What was the last activity you ask?

What kind of a birthday would it be without having your portrait painted by the finest artist in the kingdom.

The idea of having to sit perfectly still and look regal for god knows how long wasn’t the most appealing thing in your opinon, but it was better than standing on your feet for any longer, so you took what you could get.

Of course, when the painter walked into the room for the first time, your attitude definitely changed.

“MC, this is Sir Jihyun Kim. We will be sure to make you look magnificant.”

On the outside, Jihyun was calm and collected, being professional in the presence of the princess.

On the inside, this boy was panicking

What if his work wasn’t good enough? What if he made the princess look ugly? Can you be executed over a bad painting?

You noticed a few minutes into the session how his shoulders were extremely tense and how he would barely make any conversation with you. 

Sorry Jihyun, but the princess gets what she wants on her birthday

You began to talk him up more, complimenting him on his other paintings that you had seen around the castle, asking him about his life at home and why they had never met before despite him being the best painter in the kingdom.

Eventually he explained to you that Rika, one of the royal advisors, had recommended him to the royal family back when they were engaged, but now that the couple had split under rather unfortunate circumstances, he wasn’t as comfortable as he used to be in the castle and only visited to paint for the King and Queen occasionally before leaving again.

He expected after admitting all of this for the silence in the room to return, but to his surprise, you continued to talk to him, expressing sympathy over the situation and how you would have liked to meet him sooner.

Before you knew it, you both had fallen into a comfortable conversation with eachother and the hours that you had previously been dreading had flown by.

“Sir Jihyun, how’s my portrait coming along?”

“Oh- uh...” 

He’d finished it hours ago. He just didn’t want to stop talking to you

When he finally gathered up the courage to show you the final product, he was incredibly relieved to see the smile on your face as you praised it, thanking him for such a beautiful piece of art.

“Sir Jihyun this is wonderful! I can’t thank you enough.”

“It was no trouble, your highness. I enjoyed painting such beauty.”

“What?”

“What?”

Saeran

Okay so maybe attempting to break out of the castle prison early wasn’t  the best idea

But in his defense, his backup team was being too slow to rescue him, so he took matters into his own hands

Saeran wasn’t the most noble of people by far, oh no, but he’d never done anything worthy of the death sentance

Just a few robberies here and there, maybe a heist or two.

Did he have some of the crown jewels in his pocket when the guards caught him?

Maybe...

Regardless of what happened, here he was now, running through the halls of the castle after lockpicking his way out of the dungeon, with the guards close behind.

Stupid dork didn’t think this far ahead.

Turning a corner, Saeran spots the handful of guards facing away from him at the end of the hall, and knowing how close the ones behind him were to catching him, he knew he was trapped.

There were no windows to jump out of either, only a door beside him leading to who knows what.

What other choice did he have?

Saeran yanks the door open and sneaks inside quickly, hoping that he was quick enough not to get caught as he closed it behind him. He leans up against the wall in an attempt to hear the guards outside passing the room, non the wiser to where he had gone.

Success! 

Well... almost

What Saeran hadn’t accounted for was you, who had watched the whole ordeal go down from the foot of your bed. In your room. Which he had just trapped himself inside.

Slow clap for Saeran everybody

“To what do I owe the pleasure?”

Saeran’s victory smirk was quickly wiped from his face as he turns to face you, a brief expression of panic flashing across his face as he took in where he was.

Oh fuck

“I don’t owe you anything, princess.”

“Are you sure? Because it’s seems you’re losing your little game of hide and seek with the guards.”

“Alright listen here you little-”

You were right though, the guards outside had slowly begun to narrow down the short list of possibilites where Saeren could have hid himself, and it wouldn’t take long for them to burst into the princess’ chambers looking for him.

Of course, you knew that, evident by that smug look on your face.

The boy had no choice

“...What do you want?”

“I want to come with you!”

.........what

“You can easily escape them if you climb down the balcony, but only if you take me with you.”

“...Why would I take you with me?” More importantly why would the princess want to leave with someone like him

“You know your way around the village don’t you? I want you to show me what it’s like down there. What it’s really like. It’s a small price to pay for letting you escape don’t you think?” 

Oh this one’s fiesty. I like her

“Alright then princess, you got yourself a deal. Don’t come crying to me though after this. It can be rough down there.”

just how she likes it

[nad-zeta]

Hey, I would like a match-up please. Very introverted and quiet(I will literally not interact with someone unless they showed explicit interest in me first) and will take a lot of time to open up. A huge animal lover, and a vet. Am also pretty passionate about science, especially biology, and I have a bit of a distaste for superstitious/preachy religious people. My hobbies include, besides the classic reading and playing video games, horseback riding and martial arts, even learned to use a gun.

Hi, there, dear!💎 thanx so much for the request! I hope you enjoy it and I hope you are staying safe and well!🌸 And soz for taking sooooooooooo long with it<3<3<3.

So I match you with................ Ieyasu

It was actually Masamune that pestered the shit out of you, that pulled you out of your shell to start interacting with the other warlords. Hideyoshi suspicions of you also lasted 0.2 seconds, as you were so shy and introverted around him he couldn’t help but turn into MOTHER MUST PROTEC CUTIE MODE. Between the two of them, you slowly but surely started opening up to the people around you and started to come to like it in your new home. You mostly kept to yourself not wanting to bother the people around you.

You spent most of your time reading in the castle’s archives. You were awestruck when Mitsunari first showed you the place, and it had quickly become your second home. You would spend hours and hours reading their vast amounts of books. You were shook at how advanced and spot on some of their scientific books were. You had a set routine, you would wake up eat breakfast and spend the whole day reading. You would often be so engrossed in your studies that you would fall asleep in the archives. That my friend is how Ieyasu came to slowly get used to you. He would go the archives late at night to pick up more books and drop off ones that he had just finished reading. He couldn’t help but roll his eyes at the sleeping princess. It seems you had yet again fallen asleep sprawled across one of the newest biology arrivals. He quietly walked up to you, to see what you were reading. His eyes widened in surprise, and he couldn’t help but give you a slither of a smile “Not as dumb as you look”. You were busy reading a new complex biology book, filled with advanced concepts and terminology. He carefully took off his hoari and gently draped it around your shoulders, careful not to wake you. He then spared you one more glance and left the room. 

You always got excited whenever you saw Mitsunari or Ieyasu in the archives. The best was when the three of you would sit together and have tea while discussing different scientific topics. THB you were even shook when Mitsuhide would join in the conversation give some perspectives of his own

However, all that was thrown out of balance when one day Nobunaga announced that the oda forces were going to war and that you were to accompany them as lucky charm. You were honestly FREAKING OUT. Although all those complaints fell on deaf ears as Nobunaga’s word was basically the law. You were assigned to help out Ieyasu in the medical tent. You breathed a sigh of relief as at least you knew enough about biology and veterinary science to be of some help. Ieyasu showed you the ropes, teaching you all the ins and outs of patching up injured soldiers on the fly. At night, the two of you would go out and forage for plants to make some medicine. You low key impressed Yasu with your vast knowledge of plants, you were also a fast learner and pick up concepts quickly. By the end of the war, you were a natural at patching up soldiers and making medicines from scratch. 

The two of you had come to enjoy the other company and to say Ieyasu was a little sad to not have an excuse to see you every day would be an understatement.

After the two of you arrived back home, Nobunaga announced that some people had their eye on you and were planning on kidnapping you. You were shocked and a little scared. Ieyasu suggested that you learn some self-defence, and Mitsuhide chimed in saying that he would teach you how to shoot. And that my friend is how you landed up at Mitsuhide’s manor with Yasu. Mitsuhide taught the two of you to shoot a rifle. Of course, Yasu was slightly more skilled than you, as he had been doing these lesson for a few weeks now. Although TBH you shocked both of them when you picked up the rifle, after observing Mitsuhide shoot, and shot the target dead in the centre. These rifles were slightly different from the guns back home, but the basics remained the same. This basically resulted in you and Ieyasu having a shoot off to see who the best student was.

After your friendly lil competition Ieyasu grabbed your hand all while being as red as a tomato and lead you to his manor. He then gave you some salve to help ease the stiffness and muscle pain from a full day worth of shooting. At this point, you had quickly come to sum up the porcupine. You knew he was actually a massive sweetie pie and that his contrary way of speaking was just a mask. After he handed you the medicine, he offered you some tea. 

As the two of you were sipping on tea and chatting, he curiously asked you where you had learned to shoot, and that is when you also revealed that you knew martial arts. Ieyasu looked at you in awe, was there anything this woman couldn’t do. 

He had long ago fallen in love with you, but he just didn’t know how to tell you

One day you were walking around the garden when you spotted Ieyasu crouched down near a big sakura tree. You slowly made your way over to where he was crouched down, curious, to see what he was doing. Your eyes widen in shock at the scene in front of you. A small grey cat was severely injured, it looked like someone had beaten the poor thing. You crouched down beside him, this wasn’t your first time patching up an injured animal, you are a vet after all. You looked into Yasu’s emerald eyes, they were red with unshed tears. It was clear he like you was a massive animal lover. You placed your hand on top of his and squeezed it. “Let’s go back to your manor, I know how to patch this lil guy up.” “Silly girl, its already too late, his injuries are too severe there is nothing we can do for him.” 

You ran to the castle and grabbed the medical kit in your room, you then took the cat from Yasu’s arms and gently laid him down on the soft hand towel you had brought with. You had tools in your medical kit that Ieyasu has never seen before, he was shocked. You took out your stethoscope and listen to his little heartbeat, afterwards you gave him a quick once over to asses the damage. You started to patch him up. You wrapped the small cat in a blankie you had brought along, and you and Yasu made your way back to his manor. You placed the cat to rest on Ieyasu’s futon. “I can’t believe how cruel people can be, hurting such a poor defenceless animal”. Ieyasu simply nodded and made the two of you some tea. You had told him about your life, your job back in the future and well the fact that you were from the future. Everything started to make sense to him.

Why you were so naïve, so pure and so innocent. And Yasu told you about his life, his time as a hostage, everything. Your lives had been so different from each other, yet here you were sitting across one another each in love with the other. You had visited Yasu every day to check up on the little cat. Through these visits, you and Yasu became even closer. And one-day Yasu decided to confess his love for you. He was overjoyed when you stated that you too had loved him for a long time.

The two of you made the cutest couple, the dr and the vet. The two of you patched up and healed every man, woman, child or animal that crossed your path in need of help. You loved how soft and sweet Yasu is, a side only reserved for your eyes, and your eyes alone. He loves to cuddle and snuggle you all day long. You love the feeling of his warm arms wrapped around you. You can’t help but compare him to cotton candy, soft like a pillow and sweet as sugar. He will often come behind you as you work on making some medicine for one of your newest animal patients. He will gently snake his arms around your waist and prop his chin up to rest on your shoulder while he watches you work. He will definitely give you a few kisses on the cheek and back of the neck. 

He loves it when you turn in his arms and return the warm embrace. He loves it, even more, when you give him a small lil Eskimo kiss followed by a sweet soft kiss on the lips. You have made this softi boi the happiest boy in all the world, and he will spend every day reminding you just how much he loves and adores you.

Other potential matches............... Yukimura 

I hope you enjoyed it, love! ^_^❤❤🔥

[casualneonglitterpainterposts]

Profile Page...

So I finally got round to finishing little Kia’s profile page, I hope you like it ^^

Name: Kia 

Age: As a young child: 9 years     As a Young Adult: 18  (Resembles an 18 year old female)

DOB: 21st February 

Race/ Gender: Robot (with Kokoro)/ female

Height: Nine years old: “4’3” (133.3 cm)     Eighteen years old: “5’4” (162.5cm)

Eyes: Crystal blue

Family / Friends: Livian (mother), Daichi/Atlas (Father), Hoshi (Little brother) ToTo ( Pomeranian dog/ family pet), Dr.Okamoto (creator), Mrs. Shimohira (Nanna), Mr. Shimohira (Pop), Barbra Shimohira (great grandma), Mr. Tokugawa (Grandpa), Astro (Uncle like figure/ Close friend), Uran (Aunty like figure / Close friend), Epsilon (Aunty like figure / close family friend), Pluto (uncle like figure/ close family friend) and Tezwa (Uncle figure/close family friend). 

Personality/Traits: Fierce, kind, caring, loving, bold when she wants to be, Cheerful, fun, a bit bubbly, stylish, a bit cheeky at times, very outgoing, warm, funky, Courageous and tough. Very leader-like, will stick up for her little brother, very beautiful, pure sweet heart - (Just like her mother) and super duper adorable.

Abilities/Powers: Agile/ quick reflexes, long distance scanning mastered kung fu/ karate (after being upgraded) can sense danger pretty quickly, sensitive hearing (can hear things from miles away), super strength. 

Likes: Helping out her little brother with his shyness- (she likes to help him build up his confidence), making friends with humans and other robots, the colours lime green and melon pink, spending time with her family, drawing, painting, any type of art, hover biking- (taught by her papa Atlas when she was a child), protecting humans and robots, fashion, roller skating, roller blading- (something she was was taught by Mama Livian), parkour, getting up to mischief with her little brother and father, reading, exploring , karate/ kung fu, her badass self defence skills, having girl time with mama Livian and learning to ice skate. 

Dislikes: people picking on her little brother (she’ll stick up for him and protect him), when her father goes into battle form and scares/ torments every guy that dares go near or date his precious little girl (this happens after she’s upgraded-  Though after some time he eventually stops), those who want to harm humans and robots, being bored (she likes to be kept busy), rude/ vile and self centred people, cold weather, when her hair goes all poofy and people trying to be like her- ( Like her mother, Kia likes to encourage others to be themselves rather than being someone else).

Profile/ Backstory: Kia is the sweet, adorable kind-hearted daughter of Livian and Atlas, She was built as a gift.One day when Livian was helping out and assisting her creator Dr. Okamoto with her busy workload, during a conversation they were having, Livian mentions how much she really just adores children and that she could hopefully one day raise her own. Later that evening as she sit alone working in her laboratory, Dr. Okamoto out of kindness and generosity decides to surprise Livian and Atlas by making them their very own robotic child.

Many weeks later- when Okamoto surprises Livian with the young child, she is overwhelmed with joy. The robotic child had glossy strawberry red hair and sparkly crystal blue eyes. Livian was very grateful and thanked her creator dearly, Okamoto smiled and told Livian that she had named the young girl Kia. Livian loved her name, then out of excitement Kia ran up to Livian hugging her dearly and calling her “mummy” (Livian hugged her back dearly- her heart melted when Kia called her mummy). Later that evening when Atlas meets up with Livian, he meets his sweet little daughter Kia-  At first after finding out he was now a father, Atlas is very shocked and uncertain that he’d be a good enough father to this sweet innocent child.  Though after the minute Kia lovingly ran up to Atlas and lovingly hugged him, his heart melted and he hugged her back. Livian loved seeing how cute their newly formed father-daughter bond was and of course  joined in their hug. Smiling at Atlas sincerely as they hugged their beautiful little girl, Livian whispered into his ear- “Hey don’t worry ,you’re going to be a great father”. Atlas smiled back whispering, “I’ll do my best for Kia, I promise”. Overtime  She grew a strong bond with her parents and looked up to both of them admirably. When she first found out about her parents battle forms, her adorable little face lit up with joy- she couldn’t believe how cool and badass her parents were. 

Kia is a very energetic, bubbly and outgoing girl, she made friends with human children around her age very easily. They all enjoyed being her friend, they didn’t care that she was a robot- she was their friend and they all loved her- she loved them too.Eventually a few months later Kia became an older sister to a cute little brother called Hoshi- Kia is a very good big sister to Hoshi. Hoshi is a very pure sweet smol bean and is very shy, so Kia helps him out with his shyness by introducing him to her friends and children his age (of course after he warms up to them, Hoshi’s shyness fades away and he feels more comfortable to open up to them). Both Livian and Atlas are very proud of her leadership skills and how she helps her little brother out.

When Kia isn’t running about with her human friends, she spends a lot of time with her baby brother and her father, the three of them tend to do a lot of arts and crafts together and also end up covered in a lot of paint too.Kia tends to spend time with both her parents equally, when she has  father-daughter time with Atlas, he gives her lessons in drawing or occasionally teaching her how to ride a hover bike. Whereas Livian on the other hand Teaches Kia how to ice skate, roller skate/ blade and just having lots of girl time with her. In general Kia has a big family and loves her mother, father, little brother, Toto, her grandparents, Aunties and uncles very dearly- She’s very grateful that she has people that love her and care for her so much.

After many years Kia is upgraded and now resembles an eighteen year old girl, after being upgraded to an adolescent body- Kia is given her own unique battle form- she uses her powers and abilities to protect humans and robots from harm. Also Atlas soon becomes very protective of her- especially since she is very very beautiful like her mother and Atlas doesn’t want to see his precious little gem get hurt. When Atlas catches either cute boys or young adolescent men in general near or talking to his precious little gem, he has a tendency to transform into his battle form to then terrify the crap out of the boy- to the point the poor guy runs away. While Kia is just upset that her dad had to ruin every single moment of her trying to find comfort.  Most of the time Mama Livian has to come in (battle form) and drag Atlas away from the poor guy, so Kia can have some alone time with him. And of course Livian just scolding Atlas being all: "Please stop terrifying and scaring the crap out of the poor boy, you know better than that. If you do it again I'll sort you out myself"...

Eventually Atlas learns to stop terrifying these young men and let his daughter find love- he learns that she’s not a little girl anymore and that she needs to let live her own life. Kia after finally having her very first boyfriend knows that her father meant well and she is grateful that he raised her well to be a strong badass chick just like her mother. Though she may be adolescent- Kia loves her parents unconditionally no matter what.

To conclude, Kia is a sweet and pure hearted robot girl with kokoro- she’s very energetic, adventurous and will do whatever it takes to protect the people she loves.

Anyways, I hope you like Kia’s profile and yeah my bad that it took this long to finish.

[ginnranger]

A Strange New Student

Summary: 

Ginn is a new student in a prestigious London private school. It’s pretty obvious she is not the type to be in private school, but is that going to stop her? Honestly, she doesn’t even know the answer to that one. 

But she does have a pretty good guess, when she meets Alex, Martin, George, Louise, and Elsie. They are pretty different from her. They seem nice enough, but will her past lessons allow her let them in? Another good question. 

Word count: 6542

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The large, stone hallways of Churchill high school were a lot less busy than Ginn’s old public school back in Liverpool. She guessed that was because barely anyone was able to afford the tuition to actually attend this school. How she got in was a complete miracle, sparked by some pretty unfortunate events.

The biggest understatement of her life.

Ginn was not used to anything that she had already faced in this new school at all, and she had only been in the building ten minutes. The students hanging around in the hallway before class were well behaved, milling around and chatting instead of running and fighting. The floors and lockers were clean, free of graffiti and chewing gum. The uniforms were the weirdest part; everyone wore it neat and proper, the boys’ ties being evenly tied, their shirts neatly tucked into their trousers, which were not sagging halfway down their butts, and their blazers free of burn holes and glue stains. The girls’ skirts were closer to the knee than the butt, their blouses also neatly tucked, and their cardigans neatly buttoned. Everyone’s shoes were perfectly shined, not a scuff in sight.

Every student had neatly styled hair, not a strand out of place. They all had perfect posture, shoulders squared and backs straight, the girls tending to keep their feet touching each other. Their faces shone with happy, satisfied smiles. There was no anger, hunger, or sadness in these people’s lives. Very different to what Ginn saw back in Liverpool. It was obvious these teenagers knew their place in the world. So did Ginn, and it was not surrounded by these people. They made that clear with their odd looks.

She stood out for many reasons around these people. For one, she was the only girl wearing trousers and a tie. Ginn flat out refused to wear a skirt, and the rules said trousers could not be worn without a tie, so she was stuck in the unflattering, unfitted, too big boy’s uniform. Her tie was relatively neat, but she had not buttoned the top of her shirt, and pulled the tie down slightly to accommodate the room the lack of a top button provided. her blazer sleeves had been rolled up slightly to accommodate her shorter arms. Her shirt was tucked in, but it was not neat. the sides of the shirt were bunched up, as she had tried to angle it in a way it was more fitted to her feminine frame. It was not working, but she felt comfortable. When Ginn stood, she leant on one leg, arms crossed, and her feet obviously not touching. Her shoulders slumped, and her hands folded into fists, no matter whether she was walking or standing. When she walked, her back curved forwards slightly, and her eyes shifted between everything that moved, glaring into every pair of eyes she met. Ginn had to be aware of everything that was happening around her. Just a little compulsion of hers. Her hair was cut short, mostly jar length, with layers getting shorter as they went up, and a fringe cut in line with her eyes, parted favouring the left side, and whilst that was not abnormal for girl, it was expected that she would make an attempt to calm and style her messy mop of ginger hair. But she didn’t. She liked it messy. It gave her an excuse to have her fringe covering her left eye. You see, Ginn had heterochromia. Her right eye was a bright, electric blue, whilst her left eye was a shining light brown, almost orange when the light hit it just right. Ginn preferred to cover her left eye with her hair, as it blended in with the orange strands better than the blue did. That, and the brown colour was not the genetic colour. Her mother had blue eyes, and her father had green eyes, so brown was definitely not a family eye colour.

Ginn could tell people were looking at her as she wondered the fancy hallways towards the administration office, though she couldn’t tell if this was because of her rough, stand-offish appearance, or the fact that it was early November, and she was a new student entering year 10. Honestly, Ginn didn’t care which one it was. She didn’t expect to form relationships with these people.

She managed to reach the administration office, where she was expected to pick up her time table and ID card, after a few minutes of cluelessly wondering around, following strange signs written in the worst font for someone like her; cursive. How is that acceptable, you may ask? It honestly isn’t, but this school had an aesthetic to stick to. Ginn was dyslexic, so anything that wasn’t block letters or her own handwriting was torture to read. As she reached the old looking, oak wood door, she straightened her back and readjusted her backpack, forcing her face to change from confrontational to neutral. This was the face she preferred to show in front of adults, as they could never figure out what emotion she was feeling so they struggled to ask her questions. She opened the door and walked up to the desk, waiting for the old woman sitting, typing on her computer, to look up at her. She did quickly, luckily.

“Hello there! What can I do for you today?” Her voice was far too perky and high pitched. It irritated Ginn’s ears. Ginn forced her face to remain neutral, pushing down her natural, uncomfortable reaction, so she could respond as quick as possible.

“I’m the new student. I was told to pick up my stuff here.”

“Ahh, yes! Ginn Ranger, am I correct?” The woman squeaked, smile never faltering.

“Yeah, that’s me.” Ginn avoided eye contact, uncomfortable with her full name being announced.

The woman rooted around the organised mess that sat on her desk, until she found the right envelope that held Ginn’s ID card and timetable. She handed it to Ginn and asked her to sit down for a moment, as the headmaster wished to speak to her before classes started. Ginn forced herself to swallow a groan as she nodded and took a seat next to the desk, facing the door to the headmaster’s office. Her leg bounced quickly as she stared into space, trying to concentrate on her thoughts rather than the loud world she lived in. She slouched in her seat after finding a comfortable place in her imagination to rest. Sadly, it only took two minutes for her to be called into Headmaster Windsor’s office.

“Hello, Miss Ranger.” Mr Windsor was far more serious. much more pleasant to Ginn’s ears. “It is a pleasure to finally have you here.”

Ginn only forced a smile as she sat awkwardly in the chair. Her eyes quickly scanned the room, taking in every detail she could. the shelves behind Mr Windsor mostly held the textbooks this school studied. Two of the four shelves held the textbooks. one held a collection of frames, some holding pictures of what Ginn assumed to be Windsor’s family, other holding certificates. One was a certification of first aid, one an inclusivity certificate, another being Windsor’s degree in teaching. The inclusivity certificate intrigued Ginn, as she knew for a fact that this school was pretty exclusive.

‘Guess it’s for everything except class.’ She thought to herself.

The final shelf held folders, ordered by category. The first was labelled ‘Enrolment’. The second was labelled ‘Disciplinary Reports’. The third was ‘Human Resources’. The fourth one was what Mr Windsor pulled off the shelf and flicked through. It was labelled ‘Inclusive Support’. Yay.

“So, Miss Ranger-” Ginn interrupted Windsor.

“Call me Ginn.” She said quickly and sheepishly, shoving her hands under her legs to avoid her usually gesturing that annoyed so many adults. “I prefer just Ginn.”

“Ok then.” Mr Windsor peered over the top on his reading glasses, unhappy with the interruption. “Ginn. Your old school transferred us your files and records last week, and I feel we must discuss some things before you head to classes.”

Ginn bit her lip and nodded. She had always gotten pretty good scores in lessons, but she was by far the favourite student to any teacher she ever had. She had a tendency to speak her mind, even when out of terms. Especially then, actually. She also did not have the best track record when it came to peer relations. Most of her past incidents were not her fault, but she had to claim some as her own doing. What could she say? She knows how to stick up for herself.

“These records say you are a very smart young girl, you could thrive in an academic environment, if provided with the right resources. This is why our scholarship program chose you to be our first representative of the… less fortunate.” Windsor hesitated with that last part. He really needed to brush up on his appropriate language book.

‘Just say I’m poor and move on.’ Ginn thought to herself.

“However,” the dreaded sentence conjunctive. “You do have a worrying amount of negative peer relations reports. I must tell you, Ginn. Fighting is strictly prohibited on the campus of this school.”

Ginn let her voice take the lead. “What’s your stance on fighting in self-defence? Mine is that is fine to fight, as long as you don’t start it. Pretty sure those records say that’s what I did.”

Oh dear. She really should have thought before speaking.

Windsor looked exasperated. Ginn was clearly not the first wise crack he had dealt with. “I believe anything can be sorted with the right words. As long as it is reported, it will be dealt with.”

“What about the times it can’t be reported?” Ginn’s voice deepened as she became serious. “That’s what happened in my experience. I couldn’t report it, and if I could, nothing happened, so I sorted it myself. Sure you wont have to worry though. This doesn’t exactly seem like the place where fights happen.”

Windsor chuckled and nodded. “You are an interesting young lady, miss- Ginn. I’m sure you will fit in with the class I have placed you in. All of your teachers have been informed of your mental heath and learning difficulties, as per your request.”

Ginn hated how that was phrased, but she thanked him anyway. ‘Gotta try and be polite’, after all.

“I have assigned a young man to help guide you around school as you settle in.” Oh no. forced interaction. “He should be outside now.”

as Windsor finished his sentence, the phone device on his desk beeped, and the voice of the receptionist through the door sounded out, saying ‘a Mr Peterson was here to see Headmaster Windsor.’ Windsor told the receptionist to send him in, and the device buzzed, causing Ginn to cringe. That sound was horrible!

Before she could fully recover, the door opened behind her and a boy around her age walked in. He had pale white skin, with bright blond hair, shaved at the sides and combed over, the parting favouring the right side of his head. His eyes were cornflower blue, shining and bright. He had a small, wonky smile on his face as he greeted the headmaster and took a seat on Ginn’s right side.

“This is Alex Peterson. He will be, what we call, your class escort.” Windsor introduced the boy to Ginn, and the boy turned to Ginn and smiled, offering his hand to shake, which she just looked at nodded to him. Windsor broke the awkward tension between the two and continued. “He will show you around until you are comfortable with your surroundings.”

Ginn hated this idea. She could see why they implemented it, many people would want it, but she was not one of those people. She would much rather just figure it out on her own, even if it meant being late to all her classes.

“The bell is about to ring. You two should head off now.” Windsor gestured to the door, and the two teens picked up their bags and walked out.

 “So…” The boy, Alex, said, drawing out the ‘O’ sound. “Can I see your schedule? Just so I know for sure where you are?”

Ginn wordlessly shoved the piece of paper into Alex’s hand, still avoiding eye contact with him. Alex shot her a strange look, realising this was going to be so much harder than he originally thought. He did think she would be quiet, being new and all, but dang.

“Cool, you’re in mine and my friend’s form.” he handed back the paper to the new girl and started walking, being closely followed by her. “You’ll like Mr Caxton, he’s fun.”

Ginn hummed in response. God, she was not making it easy for Alex.

The bell rang and Ginn tensed, her shoulders squaring, and her fists clenching. Another loud, irritating noise. This school was just made to make her uncomfortable.

Unfortunately, Alex had noticed her reaction to the sound. “You ok? It’s just the bell, no need to worry.” he chuckled.

“Fine.” Ginn grumbled through gritted teeth. She started storming off down the corridor without a plan, and luckily Alex jogged to catch up to her before she reached the turning point.

Alex desperately wanted to break the awkward air between them, but did not know how. This girl seemed tense, understandably, as she seemed quite strange to the standards of this school, so he did not know how to approach anything with her.

“So… where you from?” Alex asked, trying to study her body language. She walked like she was trying to look tough, as well as be silent in her steps. She succeeded on both aspects as she definitely looked intimidating, and her steps barely echoed around the halls.

Ginn subtly looked Alex up and down, figuring out his motive, in both the question and with helping her. He stood straight and proud, taller than her by a good few inches. Although, that wasn’t hard, as Ginn was only 5”3’. She estimated him to be about 5”9’, and she guessed he still had room to grow. He was looking at her expectantly with a small smile, his blue eyes shining in curiosity. She could see no malice in his wonderment, so she answered.

“Liverpool.” She said, bluntly. To be exact, she lived in a small terrace house, in Roscoe Street, very close to her primary school, Pleasant Street Primary. Ginn had hopped around several high schools in the past four years, so she couldn’t say how far she lived from them. She did not live in a great area, but it was close to the city centre, and she always felt safe there with her parents. She missed Liverpool.

Alex nodded, biting the inside of his mouth in mild frustration at Ginn’s refusal so converse. “Cool. Good city. What brought you to London then?”

“Family stuff.”

The two sighed, knowing that conversation was not going to happen right now.

 The two arrived at the classroom after everyone else had arrived and sat down. Alex greeted the teacher with a cheerful ‘good morning’ and he sat down on a table for four, with two other boys, whom he greeted and immediately started chatting and laughing with. The boy sitting next to him had slightly more tanned skin than Alex, but he was still quite pale. He had neat, honey brown hair, with a full fringe that was cut just under his eyebrows, the top of head was thick with hair facing forwards, and what Ginn estimated as one inch clipped shaving around the rest of his head. His eyes were forest green, thoughtfully staring at Alex as he spoke, but also at someone on the other side of the room Ginn couldn’t locate. The other boy had his back to Ginn, but from what she could see, he had dark, sun kissed skin, and the only messy head of mahogany brown hair she had seen in this school. Well, there was an order to this mess, unlike the mess that sat on her own head. His hair was methodically spiked up, then brushed forward. He appeared to have every portion of his hair cut to a similar length, apart from the front.

Ginn heard her name and she turned, seeing the teacher beckoning her towards his desk. she walked over, head down.

“You must be Miss Ranger!” Oh god, he was perky. “Now, I like to ask before I start teaching new students, if you don’t mind, what would you like me to call you, and what pronouns shall I use for you? And are they the same in class, privately, and in front of other adults?”

Ginn blinked at the sudden questions as she let her mind catch up with her ears. “Just Ginn, thanks. Female pronouns, all the time.” She said quietly.

“Perfect.” Mr Caxton smiled softly at Ginn, then continued. “I have been told of the support you require, so don’t be afraid to approach me any time!”

Ginn felt extremely awkward, biting her lower lip, and nodding, avoiding eye contact. She always hated it when her personal stuff was brought up by other people. She knew they were only trying to help, but it never helped Ginn. all she did was nod.

“Ok, so everyone in this class has their seat. I had everyone choose to sit somewhere at the beginning of the year and that is where they sit for the rest of the year. The only available seat is across from your guide, Alex. Go sit down, and we’ll start up, ok?”

Ginn glanced over at the table of three boys. She would be sitting next to the dark-skinned boy. He looked like the more energetic person in the trio. Freaking fabulous. At least the seat was on the left side, so she wouldn’t be bumping elbows with the seemingly right-handed boy.

Ginn had nothing against boys. Truly, she didn’t. She was just very insular, and teenage boys tended to be pretty rambunctious. She also didn’t exactly have a perfect track record with relations. Not just with boys, girls too. But, well, Ginn’s short, slim stature was not a good match up when she fought with boys. Luckily, she is quick, so at least she has that going for her.

She sighed and walked over to the table, unslinging her bag off her shoulder and sat down, immediately leaning on her hand and staring at the floor. She dazed, and started thinking about what she could draw. She thought of characters from tales she enjoyed, and she started moving her finger on one spot of the table, mimicking drawing. This was something she did when uncomfortable. Actually drawing is much better, but she hated showing others her stuff, so rarely drew when sitting at a table with strangers. Or classmates, as she should call them.

the three boys had noticed Ginn sitting down, and turned to her to smile and greet her, but she was avoiding all eye contact. Alex shrugged, realising this was going to be his week. Boy to Ginn’s right decided to break the awkward silence by introducing himself.

He went to speak, nudging her first to get he attention, but before he could speak, she jumped at the sudden touch, tensing her shoulders and clenched her fists, straightening her back and gasping lightly. Her duel coloured eyes stayed locked staring forwards, and she took a few breaths before she snapped her head to look at the boy and growl, “What?”

Now she could see his face, she took in his features. He looked nervous, likely due to Ginn’s aggressive nature. He had warm, russet brown eyes that where currently wide in shock. He was handsome, with a square jaw, and strong cheekbones. His mouth was tight in shock at her reaction. Luckily for him, he recovered quickly. His eyes softened into a more relaxed form, and his tight mouth morphed into a cool side smile.

“Hey,” his voice was smooth and joyous. Enjoyable to Ginn’s ears. Wait what? “I’m Martin Williams. This is George Groden, and you’ve met Alex. It seems like we’re desk mates!”

Ginn struggled to relax her muscles from the sudden touch. She swallowed and forced her hands to open as she shoved them under her thighs. Her voice was failing her, so she just looked back at the table and nodded, humming ‘mm hmm’.

The boy, Martin, made eye contact with the other two, concerned by the reaction. He decided to pry a little, tying to get Ginn out of her shell. “Ginn, right? Interesting name, never heard it before. Where’s it come from?”

Ginn was shocked by the question. Usually when people found out about her name, they made a joke about alcoholic parents, or threw out guesses as to what it was short for. Her name was Ginn. Not Ginera, or Ginevra, or even Geneva, shockingly. This question made Ginn happy, and her vocal cords decided to work.

“It’s a combination of Gill and Finn.” Ginn kept her head down but was smiling lightly for the first time in a while. “Gill was my mum’s mum, and Finn was dad’s dad. They wanted to honour both of them, so it was either Ginn or Fill, and Ginn was pretty gender neutral.”

She huffed in amusement at that last bit. the story of her naming was always interesting to her, especially when you think of the whole story of a young pregnant woman and her husband staring at each other, trying to make the other back down, until they came to the compromise of combining the names.

“That’s cool!” Martin said, enthusiastically. “You have such an interesting story! I’m just names after my grandad!”

Ginn smiled, amused by the boy’s excitement.

Before they could continue, the teacher cleared his throat and started the lesson. It was English. This was not the best subject for Ginn due to her dyslexia, but she had a creative mind, and enjoyed story telling, so it wasn’t so bad. Well, unless they were reading old stuff, like Shakespeare or Jane Austen, they were utter torture for Ginn’s brain. Sadly, that is exactly what they were doing. Romeo and Juliet, to be exact. They started the lesson reading the play, the characters being assigned to a random assortment of students. Ginn struggled to follow along as they worked, not understanding anything they were saying. The words were floating around the page, lines and letters flipping and swapping place, it was giving her a headache. It didn’t help that the most dramatic character in the play, Mercutio, was being voiced by Martin, who was slowly becoming more and more dramatic in his reading, his movements rocking the table, making reading even harder for her.

After they had finished the first four scenes, Mr Caxton instructed the class to discuss them as a table. Ginn was thankful for this as she could finally rest her eyes for a minute. She rubbed her eyes and led her hands up to brush her hair up out of her face, letting it fall how it wanted, which was apparently not in front of her eyes. She looked at the trio of boys expectantly, waiting for a conversation to start, when she noticed they were all staring at her. Alex looked shocked, staring curiously, eyes switching between each of her eyes. George seemed curious, one eyebrow raised, and a small smile spread on his lips. Martin was far too excited for Ginn’s taste.

“Woah!! You have heterochromia?!” He said far too loud. “That’s so cool!”

Ginn quickly dipped her head and brushed her fringe over her brown eye, feeling her face flush red.

“If you say so...” She muttered under her breath.

This conversation was clearly going nowhere, much to the dismay of the three boys. Ginn was obviously not a conversation person, and the boys were not interested in discussing Shakespeare, so decided to further press.

“You don’t think so?” George questioned.

“Let’s just say it’s not my favourite thing about myself.” Ginn grumbled, shooting them a sarcastic and awkward smile. The boys shared a look, all expressing different thoughts and emotions. Martin locked eyes with his friends, then looked at Ginn quickly, and back at them, wiggling his eyebrows and smirking. The boys shot him warning looks, but he ignored it, turning around to look at Ginn, leaning his elbow on the table and putting his head on his hand, wearing his flirtatious, lopsided smirk.

“Well,” He said, making Ginn look us at him. Once she saw his face, she huffed, rolling her eyes, and looked back down at her work. “I think they are beautiful, completing the gorgeous image you hold all over.”

Ginn felt panic rise in her chest. She had never been complimented like that before from the mouth of someone who... had little to no obvious ill intentions. This boy did not seem to be particularly threatening, but still, Ginn could not be help but be wary. She clenched her fist around her pen in panic, as her defence mechanisms snapped into position.

“Say anything like that again,” She turned and glared at Martin through her hair. “And I break your hand.”

Martin tensed up, squeaking in fear as his arm slipped off the table in surprise. Ginn did not break eye contact, however, needing to maintain her tough exterior.

“Well ok then.” He squeaked. Pleased with herself, Ginn looked back down at her work, deciding to do the work herself. The boys fell silent and just did the work, quietly discussing Shakespeare out of fear for their hands.

At the end of the class, after a long lesson of awkward silence between the four tablemates, the boys packed up and met with Elsie and Louise. Ginn had rushed out of the classroom a lot quicker that the others, so Alex had already failed at his job of making sure she was ok. This was going to be a rough day.

 The final class of the day was P.E. Luckily for Ginn, sport was something she excelled in. Unluckily for Ginn, she had to get changed in front of other people, which was less than ideal.

Alex instructed her to follow Louise and Elsie to the girls’ changing rooms. Ginn kept her head down and shuffled along with the other girls as they chatted, complaining about the lesson they were going into.

“P.E. sucks, I hate it so much!” Louise groaned, dramatically. “I mean, I like exercise, but the structure of P.E. is so messy, and its so boring!”

“I know!” Agreed Elsie. “It’s even worse right now, doing those weird drill things.”

Ginn perked up at that comment. If they were anything like the ones she used to do in Cadets, she was golden! She didn’t look at the other girls, but she did smile and huff in satisfaction.

“You like P.E., Ginn?” Said Louise, sounding surprised. The girl looked Ginn up and down quizzically. She did not exactly fit the typical description of a fit girl. She looked very skinny, but Louise guessed that was mainly due to her oversized uniform.

Ginn hesitated with her answer, wondering how to answer without sounding weird. “Yeah, kind of. I like exercise, and I’m used to pretty strict sessions, so nothing really bothers me much anymore.”

The other girls seemed satisfied with her answer luckily.

After only moments, the three girls had reached the girls’ changing room. As the tried to find a free section of bench to place their bags and clothes, Ginn was silently praying that no one would pay attention to her so she could change and slip out unnoticed. She utterly hated changing in public. Sadly, her prayers were not answered, as the only available space was on a bench in the middle of the room, with a group of chatty girls surrounding it. Perfect. The three set down their bags and started undressing, quickly swapping from blouse to P.E. polo shirt. Ginn was particularly mad about their easy method of swapping from skirt to shorts without presenting their underwear; slipping the shorts on under their skirts, then taking off the skirt from above. Ginn, wearing trousers, had no such luxury, so had to take advantage of her too big shirt and take off her trousers, hoping they would cover her behind as she slipped the shorts on. Now for the bit she dreaded: changing from shirt to polo. She wanted to do this as quickly as possible, but struggled due to her ever growing anxiety. She slipped off her tie and unbuttoned her shirt, then readied her polo shirt to be the correct way to slip on as soon as she rid her back of it’s professional cotton attire. Quickly, she took off the shirt, and immediately heard what she feared.

Louise and Elsie had gasped, quietly. They had finished changing and lacing up their trainers, and were waiting for Ginn to finish changing so they could walk out together, and happened to glance up when they saw her take off her shirt. The two girls were sitting on Ginn’s right, so they could see what Ginn was worried about clear as day. Right across her back, from the bottom of her shoulder blade, creeping up to the top curve of her right shoulder, were two long, pale, jagged, and bumpy scars. They looked awful, and the two girls were certain that they were from a horrible incident from a long time ago. This scared them, as they worried about Ginn’s safety and current situation.

Before they could say anything, Ginn tugged her polo shirt over her head, hiding the scars before anyone could ask questions, or, god forbid, anyone else saw them. Louise opened her mouth to speak. She was not sure what she would say, but it was instinct. Before she could make a sound, however, Ginn shot her a warning glare, her blue eye shining like a lightning storm, her amber eye shimmering like a raging fire. Her lips were tight and eyebrows knitted in a tight V-shape. Her ginger hair had fallen before her face, blocking the light from reaching her face, only making the looming pit of aggression in Ginn’s aura stronger. Her fists were tight. Louise only just realised the new girl’s flat and scarred knuckles. Louise immediately shut her mouth. She offered an awkward, slightly scared smile, but Ginn just straightened her back, slipped on her battered old trainers, and started towards the door. Louise and Elsie shared a concerned look, then darted up and dashed to keep up with Ginn, who had suddenly developed a quick, strong stride.

Once all of the students had gathered in the sports hall, the P.E. teacher, Mr Dullan, called registration and introduced the aim of today’s class. The class knew they would not like this lesson. Mr Dullen was clearly in a bad mood, he was completely stiff and glaring at everyone who made eye contact with him. Ginn was not happy when he grabbed her shoulder and pulled her to face him when she marched into the hall, so he could interrogate her about who she was. He seemed satisfied after a full 30 seconds of comparing her to the ID picture that was on his register. But, this was a respectable school that definitely would not accept her doing what she wanted to do at that moment, and tuition was far too expensive for her to be kicked out on her first day, so she let it go.

“Ok, everyone!” Mr Dullen shouted, making a huge, distracting echo ring around the room. Ginn knew she would barely be able to understand him immediately. “I don’t want to deal with teaching you all today, so you’re just going to do run laps around the school grounds all lesson.”

The entire class groaned and started quietly complaining to themselves and their friends. Well, all except Ginn, who enjoyed running. Also, the echo in this room was getting to her, and she was finding it hard to concentrate. She silently thanked every deity she knew of that the run was outside.

“Alright, alright, quit the complaining!” Mr Dullen yelled, making Ginn bunch up the hem of her polo shirt in her hand to squeeze. She found early on that this was a better coping mechanism than her automatic reaction, which was covering her ears and gripping locks of hair and pulling. Distractions from bad noises are always oh so fun. Mr Dullen carried on, interrupting Ginn’s thoughts, “Everyone get your butts outside!”

The crowd of grumbling students headed towards the doors leading to the yard so they could start the run. Before Ginn could disappear into the crowd and go off to enjoy her run, Louise had grabbed her wrist and started to speak.

“Hey, are you ok? We should talk abo—”

“Do not touch me!” Ginn growled, ripping her hand away from Louise, immediately marching off in a strong, quick pace.

As soon as she set foot on the outside area of the school grounds and witnessed part of the crowd all heading in the same direction, she started her rounds of the school with a light jog, preparing her body and lungs for a long, pleasant run. She really needed to calm her mind, after everything that had happened today, especially in the last few minutes.

 Louise was incredibly confused by that reaction. She had noticed Ginn tense up and ball her shirt in her fist, and she knew Ginn had not calmed down from whatever emotion she was feeling after presenting those scars in the changing rooms.

“What was that about?” George said, the four friends walking up to Louise so they could walk the laps of the grounds together.

“She’s seemed pretty tense all day.” Alex offered. “Maybe you just scared her and she reacted.”

She definitely has something she’s hiding.” Elsie said, as the group wondered outside and started walking. “She had two huge scars on her back. She got real tense, more than usual, when we saw them.”

“Let’s go find out what’s up with her.” Louise said, determination in her voice. Then, she sounded unsure. “If we can catch up to her...”

Ginn was no where to be seen as they walked their round. They knew this because Ginn was extremely noticeable in the crowd of students, being one of the only people in the school with ginger hair. She was even more noticeable because her hair was messy and choppily cut short, and her P.E. kit, like her uniform, was too big and looked it. They walked quickly around the grounds, talking and looking around. Ginn was nowhere to be seen.

“She must actually be running.” Martin shrugged. “That girl is an enigma.”

“An enigma you’re crushing on!” Alex said teasingly, elbowing his friend in the side and laughing.

“Shut up!” Martin pushed Alex to the side, a crimson blush rising in his cheeks. “I am not!”

“Then what was that comment in the changing room about?” George smirked and raised and eyebrow.

“Ok!” Martin’s dramatic flare revealed itself as dramatically waved his hand in the air and pointing at nothing in particular. “You have to admit, she is quite pretty!”

Martin stared a the group, waiting expectantly for their response, to which he got a couple nods, but mostly just looks of ‘my dear boy, calm yourself’.

The group continued to walk around the school grounds, giving up on searching for the strange new girl, she was far gone and they could not see her at all. The lesson went by relatively quickly, the group only lapping the school once and only going another 20 yards before Mr Dullen blew his whistle and called everyone into the changing rooms five minutes before the final bell rang. The five friends wondered back into the school, avoiding the stares of disapproval from Mr Dullen.

Louise and Elsie were slowly changing out of their kits when Ginn finally appeared by their side. She was sweating slightly, despite the November chill outside, and her breaths were long, quick, and laboured. As expected, she did not greet the girls, she just started changing, first preparing her shirt to be quickly thrown on after she removed her polo. Louise and Elsie tried not to look at her, feeling her haste and discomfort with being around people after what happened earlier. However, Louise is a pretty stubborn girl, so waited for Ginn to finish changing before she confronted her.

“Hey, where were you all class?” Louise tried to keep her voice perky and welcoming, rather than the interrogating tone she almost used. “we were looking for you when you ran off.”

Ginn let out a small growl of annoyance. “Ahead of everyone. Just needed to run.”

She removed her shorts, her shirt covering her underwear, and slipped on her trousers, then sat down to put on her school shoes. She never looked at Louise. Not that that was expected. This girl is so strange.

“You must be quick then!” Louise laughed lightly. Ginn just hummed. “It’s pretty impressive, running is pretty hard.”

This made Ginn’s head snap up, shooting Louise a confused look. “How is it hard?”

Louise and Elsie shared an amused look. Elsie laughed lightly and said, “You know, keeping pace without losing your breath, stuff like that.”

Ginn hummed thoughtfully whilst finishing up lacing her shoes. Once she was done, she stood and picked up her bag, just in time for the final bell to ring. Ginn attempted to supress her cringe at the sound, but her efforts were in vane, as the other two girls noticed. Luckily for Ginn, all they did was share a look and stand with their bags.

“Not sure I follow, but ok.” Ginn broke the silence, starting to walk out alone. However, Louise and Elise had other plans, both speeding to catch up to her and standing on either side.

“You’re a real enigma, you know?” Louise chuckled. That was apparently the wrong thing to say, as Ginn glared at her, a quiet and low growl echoing from the bottom of her throat. Her eyes raged, like a fearsome lightning storm and a blazing fire. Even though she is a very small person, Ginn knew how to make herself look large and terrifying.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Erm... well, I... I just meant that you, well,” Louise stuttered and squeaked, as if she were learning how to speak again. “I just mean that you’re, you know, pretty mysterious...”

Ginn grunted and said something like ‘that’s the point’ as she stormed off, out of the building and around the corner towards the front gates, not to be seen again that day.

“Well, you kinda fucked that one up, huh?” Elsie chortled anxiously.

“Thanks for helping there Els. Come on, let’s just go find the boys.”

Alex, George, and Martin exited the boys changing room a few minutes later. The girls explained what happened as they walked out of the school and back home. The only thing they could all agree on when it came to Ginn: She would be very difficult to befriend.

[woolishlygrim]

Winter Weebwatch #5

After last week’s surprisingly bad bunch of episodes, this week’s episodes are surprisingly good! There was also no Darwin’s Game this week, probably because it got pre-empted by a sporting event, but to be honest, I don’t think anybody was especially crying out for another three paragraphs of me struggling to remember what happened in it.

Also, there is a huge trigger warning for discussions of suicide, both in fiction and in real life on this post, specifically in the ID: Invaded review.

In/Spectre

★★★★☆

So, this episode was cruising along for an easy three stars for most of its runtime. Continuing on the Steel Girder Nanase storyline, the episode sees Kotoko and Saki simultaneously deciding to hate each other and deciding that they need to work together to decipher the truth behind Steel Girder Nanase, who they believe to be the ghost of an idol, Haruka Nanase, who was accused of murder and subsequently was found crushed by a steel girder, her face unrecognisable and even her teeth unidentifiable, the body only identified by virtue of carrying Nanase’s identification.

… Just so we’re all absolutely on the same page here, next episode is definitely going to reveal that Nanase murdered someone else to fake her own death, and that Steel Girder Nanase is actually some poor woman who was her victim, right? Right.

But anyway, this episode settles into a nice, consistent tone, sets up a fun and legitimately intriguing supernatural mystery, and seems all set to make its way to a satisfactory conclusion in one or two episodes, probably.

What elevates it to four stars, though? The fairly throwaway joke in which a fully animated opening sequence for a completely fictional magical girl show, complete with an original and fully vocalised song, plays, and ruthlessly satirises the far-right, taking shots at capitalism, militarism, and the police and justice system.

It’s a joke that doesn’t fit the tone of the rest of the series at all, but it’s so unapologetically vicious while also making me laugh out loud that I had to add an extra star for it. I just had to.

ID: Invaded.

★★★★★

Honestly, I wavered on whether this should be a four star or a five star. If I could do half stars, it’d be four and a half, but I think it edges out five.

This episode switches gears a little. With the Gravedigger killed, and the woman who was manipulating him into his murders arrested, Sakaido dives into the woman’s mental world, hoping to figure out exactly what caused her to turn to murder, and why murder in such a specific, gruesome, and sadistic way.

And he fails completely.

The story tempts us with just enough information that we can start forming the half-baked foundations of a hypothesis, but not enough that we can actually form any kind of cohesive theory. We see in the woman’s mental world that she is stuck as a child, endlessly riding a train that’s going in circles, each loop having it cross the train crossing where her mother committed suicide. We see that her victims are gathered at said crossing, waiting patiently to cross. And we see that her accomplice, the man she had killing for her, is present on the train as well, as a young boy very far removed from the blank, not-all-there man we’ve seen up to that point. We see Kaeru, usually representing the murder victims, in this mental world is presented as a suicide victim, having removed her shoes and asked the woman to wipe off her wounds before expiring in a seat at the end of the train.

But we never get enough to build any kind of meaning out of it. The show deliberately withholds closure from us, mirroring the woman’s lack of closure over her mother’s suicide (why did she decide to do it, and why do it by throwing herself in front of a train she knew her daughter was riding?), telling us that we will only ever have a handful of puzzle pieces and no way to piece them together.

I admit, that affected me pretty deeply. As someone who obsesses over puzzles and especially over the whys and wherefores of why people do things, whose lowered empathy response means that figuring people out is often a maddening struggle, the show presenting a puzzle that can’t be solved is infuriating. But more than that, as someone who has had a friend commit suicide, leaving no note and providing almost no indication beforehand that he was going to, I’m familiar with the bewilderment that can follow something like that, the attempts to piece together a cause-and-effect that makes sense.

This episode kind of got to me. I’m not sure I liked that it did.

‘Not having enough information’ is the running theme of this episode, anyhow, as the rest of the investigation team takes some time to discuss the recurring appearance of John Walker, a mysterious man in a red frockcoat who has appeared in five separate killers’ mental worlds (and who appears also in the woman’s, as a reflection in the train window). As they talk, they realise all they know is a baffling mess of contradictions about him: Nobody has ever seen him in real life, and yet the fact that five different people dreamed him up wearing the same bright red coat means he must be going around wearing what is basically American War of Independence cosplay; there seems to be no single link between the killers who have him in their mental worlds, and yet there are strange coincidental links; none of the killers remember who he is, but all of them have extremely strong recollections of him.

The end of the episode pulls another gutpunch on us, as Hondomachi, having killed the Gravedigger in seeming self defence earlier in the episode, finally gets her wish to be trained to dive into people’s mental worlds -- only for Hayaseura, her boss and the man who recommended her, to tell her that it’s not enough to have just killed, you have to be a serial killer, something he knows that she is. While we obviously saw her murder someone (by provoking them into attacking her and then framing it as self-defense) earlier in this episode, Hayaseura also points out something that I’d dismissed at the time and completely forgotten about: That in the very first episode, before Hondomachi was kidnapped by the Perforator, she was alone with one of his victims in the basement, and when we next saw him he was dead, even though the Perforator couldn’t have killed him.

That’s … actually some really solid writing. I hadn’t even realised on my first watch that the guy couldn’t have been killed by the Perforator.

Pet.

★★★★☆

I feel like I haven’t given this series enough credit for how surprisingly vicious it is. The first episode sets us up to think that Tsukasa and Hiroki’s friendship is pretty cute, and the second episode clues us in to the fact that they’re (quasi-?)romantically involved and sets up a clearly unhealthy but quite sweet all the same romance where you think that, hey, they’re screwed up people but they clearly love each other. It isn’t until the third episode that the rug gets pulled out from under you, with the reveal that Tsukasa is actually quite abusive, and this episode pulls the rug straight out from under us again.

It follows two plot threads. The first one is a milder one, with Satoru meeting the niece of the mysterious Company’s CEO, who exposits at him a little about how the Company was founded and some of the strifes that have led it to its current state of disarray -- namely that the qigong masters who created the psychic techniques the Company uses (just … roll with it) all simultaneously betrayed the CEO and were killed for it, leaving the Company with only one person who can pass on those teachings: Hayashi.

The second plot thread sees Tsukasa and Hayashi playing mind games with each other, with Tsukasa first trying to persuade Hayashi to return to the Company, before Hayashi tries to psychically rewrite Tsukasa’s memories, only for Tsukasa to rebuff him and for the two to end up in a psychic battle where they both try to repel the other one’s attempts to alter their memories.

It’s in this second plot thread that we learn all about Tsukasa’s many issues: Like Satoru, he is most definitely in love with Hayashi, and like Satoru, those feelings clearly aren’t reciprocated. Unlike Satoru, however, Hayashi doesn’t even seem to have filial feelings for Tsukasa, and we learn that when he started teaching Satoru, the Company told him that he couldn’t act as mentor for two people and had to choose one. He picked Satoru with what seems like startling ease, effectively abandoning Tsukasa.

There are allusions, as well, to the idea that Hayashi kept using Tsukasa even after that abandonment, entreating him to infiltrate the Company on his behalf and keep Satoru safe. Tsukasa’s … not happy about this at all, and also, as becomes swiftly apparent throughout the episode, more than a little unhinged.

As the episode ends, Tsukasa and Hayashi are ramping up their psychic battle, with Tsukasa informing Hayashi that he’s learned some tricks off Hiroki, so we’ll see where that one goes.

Infinite Dendrogram.

★★☆☆☆

More and more, it feels like this show is falling into a rut, and that’s honestly a huge shame.

There’s just no forward momentum to it. Things happen, but there’s no sense of motion, no sense of things winding towards a conclusion, either on an arc level or a series level, and yet at the same time it’s not fast and snappy enough to be a truly episodic series like, say, Kekkai Sensen.

So, this week’s episode sees Ray, now cursed with dog ears (for reasons which are not plot relevant, but I mean, it’s fine), teaming up with a new character, Hugo, a Dryfe Master whose job is essentially that he’s a giant mecha pilot, as the two attempt to tackle a base of bandits who have been kidnapping children.

The show tries very hard to set the bandits up as absolute monsters, and to sell us on Ray’s rage, but it kind of lacks the elements necessary to make an impact. The huge emotional moment where Ray sees that some of the children have been turned into undead is weakened by the fact that the cinematography is bog-standard, the animation direction for the scene is uninteresting, and the music is unremarkable. Even Ray’s reaction is strangely muted, with some anger but no real horror or anything like that, and not even a quiet fury so much as just moderate amounts of rage.

There are hints of a broader plot involving Dryfe, though (which we know from an earlier episode is prepping to invade), with Hugo making remarks that he can’t use his Embryo yet, because keeping it secret is part of some plan.

He does, eventually, use it anyway, and relatively without fanfare at that.

[adeobizen]

NCT Mafia Au

Pt.1

Taeyong: Boss

He started stealing for need but soon realized he needed help so he asked for it to his closest friends: Mark and Jaehyun

During a burglary Jaehyun killed by accident the owner of the house but Taeyong managed to stay calm and fixed the disaster so that anyone would discover them

Proud of himself he decided, almost joking, to create the Neo Culture Technology Mafia

He is really cold, especially with strangers and enemies, but he hides a gold heart

If one of the members dies he would spend all the money he has for the funeral

All the members respect him and would die for him

《Neo Cult- what is this? We are only three, we aren't a mafia.》 -Jaehyun

《But it sounds cool!》 -Mark

《Yeah, we are only three... now.》 -Taeyong

And he got up having more members than he wanted

Taeil: Soldier

Role: Documents, manage legal stuff and hide the illegal one

When the guys realized that they needed help with money and documents they created a fake announcement

Yep, the poor Taeil believed that

Luckily, after he discovered the truth he stayed with them (or they would have killed him, they had killed already four people)

They usually tease him because he is the oldest but now he got used to that

Loves his job and is really accurate

Scold the others if they lose one of his documents (as if he dosen't have 100 copies of that) or if they are too noisy when he works

Is not afraid to scold Taeyong too

《Chenle bring those documents to the Third Regime in China, go with Xiaojun, Hendery and YangYang. Remember. If you lose them you also lose your life.》

Johnny: Soldier

Role: Drug market, interrogations

His period as an associate was the longest: 9 month (of pain)

Was sent to America thinking he would have died

He came back safe and sound with buyers and suppliers of drug

Now he manage the drug market

He is one of the questioners, the other is Jaehyun

They both have good manipulation techniques but he is more diplomatic

Always ready to celebrate every winning mission with Ten

《Guys I heard that Dreamies managed to take all the money! I'm ready to pour the champagne!》 -Johnny

《No no no. Wait. WE HAVE TO PARTY AT MY PLACE!》 -Ten (you will understand better later)

Yuta: Underboss and Consigliere

Role: Sniper (rifles)

Nobody know something about his past and in particular about his private life

They only know that he had already been in a mafia before

The best sniper alive.

He is really expensive, only very very very rich people can engage him

Nobody had seen him smiling until WinWin arrived

He always gives great advice and is one of the most trusted men in Taeyong. He dosen't go to any meeting without first consulting with Yuta

He manage business in Japan

《I'm telling this for your own good, you are all sharp but I don't want you to do the same stupid errors of the others. And- Oh! WinWin! As you finish your work let's go to watch that new anime I heard about last week~!》

Kun: Caporegime

Role: Medic and Leader of the 3rd Regime

He, Jungwoo and Lucas lived together before entering the mafia

He didn't want to be part of it but also didn't want to leave Jungwoo and Lucas alone with the mafia (and the others would have killed him if he didn't join)

They also needed a doctor but he is the only one so is trying to teach something to Hendery

He is really gratefull to Taeyong for letting him continue his studies and for helping him economically

Between all 21 he is the most reasonable

He has never killed someone

Takes care of the kitchen

Manage business in China

《YangYang! Lucas! Stay away from the biscuits, the dinner is almost ready!》

Doyoung: Consigliere

Role: Sniper (guns)

Killer bunny

He and Yuta have two different ways to act and think

Because of this, before talking with Taeyong, they gather together and try to agree

Finds this work extremely funny

Every time he have to beg Taeyong for being sent to do some mission because he is afraid someone could kill Doyoung

One time he challenged Yuta to see who was the best at shooting

But there is a little problem....

They used the members of a new mafia as targets

They almost caused a fight between them and the new mafia

It didn't appen only because they killed them all

For a while they had the prohibition to even think about any weapon

By the way... Yuta won

《Did you really just stole my kill?! Fuck Yuta, leave me the time to shoot!》 -Doyoung

《Headshot. More 100 points for me. I won.》 -Yuta

Ten: Soldier

Role: Spy

The jewel of the group

Even if he is a soldier he has excellent skills thanks to which he could play any role

He surprised Doyoung during a mission and fought with him

He won

Poor Doyoung he always loses

After that Ten convinced him to take him to the base

He always did his best and showed his loyalty

He was an excellent seducer but after he started to feel something toward an objective he changed role

he owns a casino where he and the others often go to celebrate and where he brings his objectives to study them better

Teaches Xiaojun when Jungwoo can't do it

Only few of them know his real name and one time he threatened Johnny with a dagger because he was about to reveal it in front of the others

《What's the problem Doyoung~? You're still mad because that day you didn't kill me~?》

Jaehyun: Caporegime

Role: Interrogations and Leader of the 1st Regime

Still feels guilty for the death of that man

Asked if he could do tbe interrogations so that he couldn't kill other people

But sometimes he gets "slighty" violent

When he is on a mission is extremely serious and if it's necessary he dosen't have problems to kill someone

For a long period he was Taeyong's bodyguard

When there are the possibilities to do that again he happily accepts

Is the one who teached Lucas

《You still don't want to talk? You really like to suffer... right?》 -Jaehyun

《JaehyuN STOP YOU ALREADY BROKE HIS NOSE!》 -Johnny

WinWin: Soldier

Role: Treasurer

Thanks to his flexibility he excels at self defence and in hand-to-hand combat

He often works with Taeil

He asked Jaemin to create an app for him to control the other's bank accounts

When he is mad at someone he reduce the amount of money in their account

Usually he is very gentle (everyone loves him)

Can't say no when the others ask him money

Managed the business in China but was glad to leave them to Kun

At the moment he, Kun and Taeil manage the purchase of weapons

《Kun two millions are enought for those medicines you talked me about?》

Jungwoo: Soldier

Role: Seducer, spy

Lucas has been kidnapped by a mafia and Jungwoo thought to solve the situation alone

He disappeared from home for days looking for informations (rip Kun)

When he finally understood that he needed help he asked for it to Taeyong which was quite surprised for all the informations he got

He joined the mafia for not have a debt with them

At first he regretted to have joined them but now they are his second family

Sometimes he joins Kun and Lucas in China

WinWin teached him some self defence techniques

Dosen't go out often for not being recognized (my poor baby)

He is an excellent spy and admires Ten

《At the event of the last week I saw the girl I tricked three months ago.... could she have recognized me?》 -Jungwoo, already having and anxiety attack

[punkscowardschampions]

Jimmy & Janis

Jimmy: [Twix sees Janis and runs to her excitedly so he's just standing around awkwardly acting like what his little brother is saying/doing is the most interesting thing ever] Janis: [Hasn't noticed them 'cos running mode, until Twix nearly trips her up and she's like oh my fucking God, gives her begrudging love for as long as she can before she clearly has to like drag her back and then she tries to go but Twix follows so she's just stood there like well] Jimmy: keep her Jimmy: 💕 Janis: would but Janis: reckon the kids might miss her a bit Jimmy: does he look bothered? Jimmy: [Bobby isn't lol] Janis: miss her when she's gone Janis: [throws a stick for Twix so she's got something to do] Jimmy: used to that though Jimmy: [realises what he's said and is like awks but can't smoke in front of his brother so is just hands in pockets like WELL] Janis: [gives Bobby a sad kinda look but apart from that tactfully ignores, though does a lowkey doubletake when she sneaks a glance at Jim too] Janis: How's Ian? Jimmy: #goals Jimmy: obviously Jimmy: [but like touches his face without realising he's doing it & okay I'm giving him a fat lip so if they kiss again cos I'm evil] Janis: [looks away so she can bites her lip really hard 'cos deserves it] Janis: never disappoints Jimmy: I'll tell him you miss him Jimmy: [puts Bobby on a swing so he can push him & have something to do but is also a bit further away from her] Janis: please do Janis: unrequited is easier, so I've heard Jimmy: 👍 Janis: can't fuck that up, already hates me, see the appeal Janis: [goes and sits down on a bench slightly further away too but still in sight and is still throwing the stick for Twix and teaching her tricks etc] Jimmy: I'd love to tell you you're special, girl but he hates a lot of women so Jimmy: different girlfriend same main course when the bruises heal Janis: what could be better Janis: ain't special so don't gimme expectations to not meet, init Janis: she's onto something with this one at least Jimmy: & how #goals for him that the only girl he really loves is his daughter Jimmy: don't need to tell the fans it's debatable Janis: 💕 Janis: what a man Janis: [shaking her head angrily which he may or may not see up to you] Jimmy: he ain't smacked her yet so must be real 💕 Jimmy: save it for the sweet 16 Ian Janis: girl when it counts, we can hope Jimmy: yeah Jimmy: fave when it counts Jimmy: least like his least fave ex is all it takes Janis: get it Janis: Elizabeth I to your Edward VI Jimmy: take your word for that 'cause I don't Jimmy: get it Janis: you were made king when you were 9 just 'cos you're a lad and then you die at 15 and Cass is still considered one of the best rulers we've had Janis: there's another sister in there but she burnt a lot of Protestants and I won't give Cass that rep, bit dangerous 'round here Jimmy: alright, nerd Jimmy: [is trying not to lol even though she far away] Janis: soz you had TB you sickly child 🤷 Jimmy: I get it, you want me dead Jimmy: 🙄 Jimmy: [Bobby has moved to a climbing frame moment so he moves far enough away that he can 🚬 but obvs still keep an eye] Janis: nah Janis: just saying, might not be the 🚬 and I'd like to know if you were contagious Jimmy: you'd know Jimmy: [gives her a low key saucy look] Janis: 😳 Janis: [is that emoji good thing he probably can't see] Jimmy: you having one or 🚭 now? Janis: you offering? Janis: or just letting me know you hate me enough to light it now Jimmy: what was the question if it weren't that Jimmy: [but shakes the pack at her like hello?! cos cheeky] Janis: and you can't train Twix because??? Janis: [hesitates but comes over] Jimmy: don't wanna Jimmy: [gives her his which bit rude cos he's already started it & lights a new one for his self] Janis: poor baby Janis: [shakes her head like okay boy but still takes it] Jimmy: 💔 all around Jimmy: what would you do if I took your job, rich girl Jimmy: be bored to 💀 Janis: be nice Janis: don't reckon you're gonna give me that out though so Janis: [shrugs] Jimmy: you want out? Jimmy: 🐶💔 Janis: nah, not what I meant Jimmy: then what? Janis: 💀 Janis: but not gonna take poor Twix for a long walk to Beachy Head, don't worry Jimmy: I didn't lure you over here to murder you, dickhead Jimmy: threat of cancer or nowt Janis: gutted Janis: 💔 all around, you're right Jimmy: 🎻🎻🎻 Jimmy: I get it, not looking for that slow death Jimmy: me either Janis: something like that Janis: how quick is quick, do you reckon Jimmy: I'll let you know Jimmy: 👻 chat Janis: You did promise me a demi moore moment Jimmy: did I? Janis: think so Janis: maybe you just meant you'd cheat on me 'cos you're young and hot and on mtv, idk Jimmy: you know what I meant & I better not break it & your 💔 then I suppose Jimmy: [another lowkey saucy look] Janis: yeah? Janis: [looks back] Jimmy: gotta 💀 first though Jimmy: hang on, I'll step in front of a bus, if our fave driver is on I can really spread the 💔 about Janis: nah, always less of a promise, more of a threat but Janis: [finger guns at his head but with feeling, bitch] Janis: heart* Jimmy: [Bobby chooses that moment to lowkey fall off the climbing thing & like not serious but he's a little soft boy so has to go back & give him love] Janis: [takes several moments, offers Bobby some of her sports drink 'cos kids that age love anything that ain't a fruitshoot or water so he's buzzing] Jimmy: [big brother mode is activated so it's just cute & soft] Janis: How's Cass anyway? Jimmy: decent Jimmy: she's weird enough to like school Jimmy: or the break from him anyway Jimmy: [nods at Bobby but also clearly means Ian like] Janis: Fair enough Janis: not just your Da I miss, like Jimmy: she's been asking after you Jimmy: so mutual Jimmy: be 💔 she weren't here Janis: or she's playing the long game and is gonna come in swingin' Jimmy: maybe Janis: again, fair Jimmy: I didn't tell her you fucked off and 💔 me so Jimmy: probably should Janis: could Janis: or Jimmy: ? Janis: or you could not and let us be 💕 Janis: selfish 'til the end, me Jimmy: I told you, you can keep the dog Jimmy: you ain't having my sister Janis: worth a shot? Jimmy: she is less like hardwork now she's got a mate Janis: 👍 nice Janis: glad someone is living their best life Jimmy: as long as he is just a mate and she ain't 😍 for the lad Janis: cynic Jimmy: it's your fault Jimmy: you were meant to be a romantic Jimmy: tweeted it & everything Janis: sorry Janis: that tweet was fake, though, in my defence Jimmy: so was the sext but it still turned you on Janis: piss off Janis: [😳 again] Jimmy: are you? Janis: am I what? Jimmy: sorry Janis: yes Janis: of course I am Janis: I was sorry before I even did it, was during, definitely am now Jimmy: alright Jimmy: then I won't tell her about our real break up Janis: you can Janis: can do what you like Janis: I just, idk Jimmy: I don't want to Jimmy: I want Janis: [is looking at him casually not breathing here like] Jimmy: [is looking at her like !!! cos we all know what he wants] Jimmy: I want it not to have happened Janis: I can't un do it but we could Janis: it's our story, we can tell it how we want Janis: you know I didn't leave because of you, didn't want to leave you Jimmy: how do you wanna tell it? Jimmy: what happened Janis: I'm like you, I don't care what any of them think but it was like this Janis: I said things to Grace that I can't take back but then she said some things about me, about you and me, and then did what she did and then I was really scared I would actually hurt her and I don't mean like a slap, I mean I was terrified I would, I genuinely HAD to leave and that killed me because I didn't want to do that to you because I knew what it would do, that it would Janis: I'm so sorry Jimmy but I don't want to be that person, I don't wanna be like your Dad, really Jimmy: [hugs her really tightly because damn she needs it & Bobby joins in with a leg hug even though he don't know why & Twix is being cute] Jimmy: You're not Jimmy: You're Janis: [try not to cry, bitch 'cos love she hasn't felt since when?] Janis: I said really disgusting things, how could I turn around and tell you, I didn't want you to think of me like you think of him, but I was and it was so, it's shit being a bad person and knowing it, just shit Jimmy: [is just stroking her hair & being comforting because it's okay babe] Jimmy: what do you always say, nowt is unfixable Jimmy: you ain't gone & neither is she Janis: I don't know, some shit runs too deep Jimmy: she loves you though, I heard her say it enough when she was pissed Jimmy: & she's looked like shit the whole time you were gone Jimmy: I know you reckon she always cries but Janis: [does casual little sob lol 'cos his tact always, so in love bye] Janis: she said she's done Jimmy: I told you to piss off too but Janis: but? Jimmy: [kisses her which ouch cos the lip but he don't care] Janis: [kisses him back 'cos forgets herself but touches it so gently after] Janis: I'm so sorry Jimmy: me too Jimmy: it weren't just you Jimmy: I got scared when you were leaving so I had to make you, alright Jimmy: but don't Janis: I really did try not to fuck you up with it but Janis: I know I still did Jimmy: I am fucked up, that ain't your fault Jimmy: was before Jimmy: I don't want it to ruin this, but sometimes Janis: me too Janis: x3 Jimmy: you know how important you are to me Jimmy: so let's just Janis: can we Jimmy: we have to Jimmy: I can't do this without you Jimmy: be here Jimmy: be this dickhead Janis: [kisses him but avoiding the split expertly this time] Janis: you know I still mean what I said, don't you Jimmy: If I believed you were a virgin I can believe that Janis: [actually lols and nudges him like oi] Jimmy: [joins the lol] Jimmy: everything's shit Jimmy: except you Jimmy: that's what I know Janis: it's a cheek to ask but Janis: stay Janis: please Jimmy: [kisses her again & lowkey forgets it'll hurt him again cos so much love sorry bout it] Janis: you gotta be careful, boy Jimmy: I just Janis: me too Jimmy: I thought about you every second Janis: I should've text you, I didn't know what to do for the best Janis: nothing would make it better, for real Jimmy: I did but I didn't send 'em Jimmy: I Jimmy: it's better that I didn't Janis: don't worry, I imagined all the things you could say Janis: it was worse punishment to get nothing Jimmy: it weren't like Jimmy: it was just more about me Jimmy: & we said we aren't going that far back, yeah Janis: we don't have to, we're doing whatever we want, that's all Jimmy: well right now I have to go to the shop 'cause I promised our kid some sweets Jimmy: but if you wanna come with me then Janis: someone'll have to watch Twix, yeah? Jimmy: she is very badly trained Jimmy: 💔 Janis: slander Janis: 💕 Jimmy: 😂 Jimmy: come on Jimmy: [Bobby & Twix are in front being cute so they can also be cute cos HANDHOLDING bitches] Janis: I missed you so much Jimmy: [kisses her again cos same but is more careful this time at least] Jimmy: I miss you Jimmy: I need Jimmy: more of this Janis: [nods like boy same] Janis: take it your house is a bit of a no-go for me though Jimmy: bit rude of me to ask but can we take these two to yours with us Jimmy: I know its overrun with cats but Jimmy: I don't know where the fuck he is or when he'll be back Janis: Yeah, 'course Janis: the cats will either run or give her a smack so she does but either way, it's cool Jimmy: I'll set Bob up with some drawing to do or whatever Jimmy: he'll be alright Janis: there's loads to do at mine, my sisters have got kids so there's toys and shit about, someone will keep an eye whilst we're Janis: busy Jimmy: It's bad that all I can think about is how much I want you, instead of worrying about him, isn't it? Jimmy: but Jimmy: I do Jimmy: want you so much Janis: nah, 'cos he's gonna be fine Janis: and Janis: I need that Janis: we both do Jimmy: fuck Jimmy: it just feels like forever Janis: I know Janis: especially since you kissed me Jimmy: you didn't forget about me, did you? Jimmy: 'cause if I have to remind you of everything I will but Jimmy: we're gonna need time Janis: How could I? Janis: as much as I really don't wanna turn that offer down Jimmy: I don't know just Jimmy: other lads Janis: oh Janis: guess that would make sense, where and how I'd been staying away, yeah? Jimmy: I'm not like Jimmy: It's alright Jimmy: we were broken up Janis: no, it's alright, fair assumption Janis: I didn't though Janis: just one lad who brought me home but I didn't sleep with him Jimmy: bit rude that you never asked but I didn't either Jimmy: no lads caught my eye Janis: know who your 💘 belongs to that's why Janis: should get the tat, very manly Jimmy: Obviously I drunk dialed Barry every night Jimmy: that's just Jimmy: what a man's gotta do Janis: [is loling] Janis: exactly Janis: who could blame you? not me Jimmy: nor my ex, she's well fuming with him basically every second so Jimmy: well rid Janis: you didn't get her on the line, did you Janis: not that I'm bothered but awkward Jimmy: only so I could teach her how to keep a man Janis: not 💔 at all, you savage Jimmy: she did message me for real the other day Jimmy: that was weird Janis: yeah? Janis: if she asked for hair she's probably not making a shrine, soz to burst your bubble, babe Jimmy: 😂 Janis: was it actually alright though, baby daddy drama aside Jimmy: she was Jimmy: her usual self Jimmy: that's all we need to say Janis: [does the ooh damn sound] Janis: can't wait 'til you start describing me like that Janis: 💀 Jimmy: you're not a mess Jimmy: & you didn't break up with me long enough ago to have a kid with someone else Janis: well Janis: to the best of my knowledge, nah Jimmy: if you're pregnant by that lad who gave you a lift I'm gonna be so mad Jimmy: just so you know Janis: 'less his spunk is dead hardy and survivng on those crusty sheets I had to sit on Jimmy: 🤢🤢🤢 Jimmy: there's the romantic I fell for Jimmy: welcome back Janis: ikr Janis: was magical Jimmy: #goals everywhere you go babe Janis: hard job but someone's gotta do it Janis: no way was I letting my brother pick me up, crying and having van flashbacks alone Jimmy: reminds me, are you gonna tell me who it is so I can beat the shit out of him or do I have to guess? Jimmy: you could've asked me Jimmy: I've offered to steal a car for you before, remember Janis: thankfully your paths will never cross 'cos he's that massive dickhead I told you about, remember Janis: also assumed being partners in crime was slightly out the window at the time so Jimmy: [makes the 😒 face IRL same Jimothy cos that lad's a delight, trust] Janis: don't look at me like that, I know Janis: needs must Jimmy: but did you really need to Jimmy: with that Janis: yeah, I'd ran out of cash, believe it or not Janis: can't use your card if you're serious Jimmy: [is pouty] Janis: Babe Janis: your lips are big enough right now, that's frankly obscence Janis: I told you, I didn't fuck him Jimmy: It's not that Jimmy: just Janis: I just weren't ready to see any of them Janis: to ask any of them for anything, that just ain't how I do Jimmy: I know Jimmy: It just scares me Jimmy: thinking about you being gone Jimmy: what could've happened Janis: [squeezes his hand tight] Janis: I'm well hard, despite what you've claimed, rudely, in the past Jimmy: if you have to go, take me with you, alright Jimmy: next time Janis: okay Janis: promise Jimmy: okay Jimmy: [nods his head in the direction of the approaching shop] Jimmy: want owt? Janis: aw get us some 🍬 too please Jimmy: 👍 Jimmy: [gives her a really good kiss before he goes cos who knows how long Bobby will keep him in there choosing] Janis: [says 'love you' instinctively but it's quiet 'cos soft and as he's going in so he could pretend to not hear] Jimmy: it's a fucking 🐘🐅🐆🐫 in here Jimmy: that's zoo in case you were Jimmy: know you can't pick emojis to save your life Janis: not all creatives like you babe 🙄 Janis: gimme a break Jimmy: you're having one with your 🐶💕 Janis: yes please shh we're having a lovely time Jimmy: she's been such a tiny dickhead Jimmy: tah for not taking her with you Janis: was that not what I was meant to be teaching her? 🤔 Janis: whoops Jimmy: 🥇 already Jimmy: at that Janis: nah, never beat the master, thank you very much Jimmy: so supportive babe 💕 Jimmy: nah she won't Jimmy: I'm 💪 Janis: awks when I meant me Janis: this type of misunderstanding is why safe words were invented Jimmy: I know what you meant Jimmy: always do, me Janis: oh yeah? Jimmy: yeah Janis: don't hate the idea of you getting me Jimmy: don't hate the idea of having you Jimmy: right now I really don't Janis: fuck Jimmy: tie the dog somewhere & come kiss me again before I 💀💀💀 Janis: [does 'cos whipped and when it's what's what you want it's what you want] Jimmy: shit Jimmy: I don't wanna stop Jimmy: can't actually Janis: you Janis: you've gotta Janis: might be a zoo but don't reckon they're down for that kinda 🙈 business Jimmy: just gimme Jimmy: a sec Jimmy: more Janis: [does oh lads] Jimmy: you feel so Jimmy: stop me Janis: but Janis: I don't wanna Jimmy: but actually walk out Jimmy: 'cause I want Jimmy: & I'll do it if you don't Janis: [has Twix losing her shit so she can 'cos 100% looking at him like challenge accepted, gurl no] Jimmy: please go Janis: [is gone] Jimmy: 💀💀💀 Jimmy: can anyone pick us up 'cause if it takes forever to get to your house I'll Janis: can but ask Janis: won't go with the selfie approach this time, you'll be glad to know Jimmy: I'd rather you asked your hippie brother so we can go with that approach but Janis: I will Jimmy: 💕 Janis: he's about, also good with kids so a sound choice for babysitter Jimmy: 👌 Jimmy: Bob's was alright with him so must be Jimmy: he don't like anyone Janis: wonder where he gets that from Jimmy: not the 🐶 Jimmy: right slag she is Janis: 😱 Janis: it's called being friendly Jimmy: I can be friendly Jimmy: I'll show you Janis: did I tell you how much I missed you? Jimmy: yeah Jimmy: but say it again Janis: I missed you so bad, Jimmy Jimmy: you're gonna show me too, yeah Janis: 'course I am Janis: so much to make up for Jimmy: go with the selfie approach right now Jimmy: I'm gonna be in this shop forever Janis: poor boy Janis: dunno know sexy you think I can be just outside but Janis: 💪 okay Jimmy: it's not a challenge if anyone can do it Jimmy: impress me Janis: you're being really Janis: inspiring, right now Jimmy: 🥇 or nowt Jimmy: so come on Janis: [selfies] Jimmy: It's Jimmy: but you only win if I'm begging you to come back in Janis: 😖 Janis: hold on then Jimmy: ready when you are Janis: [has gone somewhere less public for a sec so she can go harder] Janis: better? Jimmy: I Janis: 😩 Janis: you're playing so hard to get today Jimmy: I just really want you to win Janis: give me a clue, please Janis: wwhat do you really want Jimmy: you don't need any clues to that Jimmy: you can do this Jimmy: you're my muse, remember Jimmy: you tell me what I want Janis: okay babe Janis: [sends him short video playing and saying how bad she wants him and missed him etc 'cos go hard or go home] Jimmy: that sent a fucking shiver through me Jimmy: your brother better be on his way or you better come back Jimmy: 'cause you win Jimmy: I'm Janis: 😍 good Janis: I'm happy Janis: so tell the kid to get a wriggle on 'cos he's about to pull up Jimmy: okay baby Jimmy: I'm happy to do anything you say right now Jimmy: fuck Janis: I don't know if I can handle waiting much longer so Jimmy: you don't have to Jimmy: [they come out] Janis: [get in this van kids] Jimmy: [puts the kid and the dog in the front with Iggy for distraction so they can be alone in the back] Janis: it's been way too long since we were alone Jimmy: I know Janis: it's been so fucking hard seeing you at School and not even being able to talk to you never mind Janis: e with you Janis: be* Jimmy: I promised to fuck you at school Jimmy: I will Janis: God, yeah? Janis: [gets on his lap] Jimmy: first thing Monday Jimmy: I swear Janis: [is kissing him all over] Jimmy: why did I wear so much Janis: you didn't know you'd be seeing me Janis: or we'd end up here Janis: we can make it happen Jimmy: but I was thinking about it Jimmy: I told you, I haven't stopped thinking about you Janis: [takes off his then her outerwear to make it a bit easier without being suspect] Janis: tell me again Janis: but more Jimmy: [whispers it in her ear & her name with it cos like obvs] Janis: [can't even help the sounds she just made] Jimmy: [kisses her so he don't also 'cause you don't need to get rumbled before you've begun kids] Janis: do you want me to go down or you or do you wanna just fuck, I can't decide Janis: I'm so Jimmy: I want everything Jimmy: but I want to be inside you more than anything else Jimmy: you're just Janis: we've got nothing but time Janis: we'll do everything but Janis: just fuck me right now, hard and fast Jimmy: just cum for me hard & fast Jimmy: I need to feel that Janis: how does it feel when I cum around you Janis: I know how good it is when you cum inside me but Ive always wondered Jimmy: like Jimmy: you love me Janis: I do love you Jimmy: it kills me every time you say that Janis: in a good way? Jimmy: in a way that I can't even describe Jimmy: I'm dying but I've never been more alive at the same time Jimmy: maybe Janis: I'll keep telling you, you're so fucking good with words Jimmy: or like I've got everything to lose but nowt 'cause I've got you & you're literally telling me I do Jimmy: I don't know Jimmy: just Janis: [kisses him so hard so she isn't just screaming ILY in his face] Jimmy: I really Jimmy: feel it too you know Janis: I know baby Jimmy: you're all I want Janis: you've got me Janis: I'm completely yours Jimmy: [is doing his thing where he's trying to pull her closer the whole time but there's no closer to get. I love this clingy boy] Janis: [hops on that dick 'cos here's how you can get closer] Jimmy: oh my god Jimmy: [puts music on but a different song cos we're making new mems here kids] Janis: good idea 'cos Janis: wow Janis: you feel so Janis: right Janis: inside me Jimmy: I literally don't wanna ever do this with anyone else Jimmy: that's what you feel like Janis: good Janis: just me Janis: [makes him look at her by holding his chin] Jimmy: [sexy eye contact ftw cos when you're not me you can do that] Janis: the way you look at me Jimmy: how do more people not? Jimmy: seriously Jimmy: you're so fucking beautiful I Janis: I don't want them to Janis: no one else could make me feel so much with just a look Jimmy: I don't want them to either Jimmy: 'cause you're my girlfriend Janis: [starts exaggerating every move she makes, making it deeper as well as being in time to the song] Janis: I am Jimmy: baby Jimmy: [has to bite his lip 'cause damn so be careful boy] Janis: no Janis: bite me instead Jimmy: [does because who could refuse] Janis: I do like it when you call me baby, how did you call that Jimmy: you liked it when I fake said it Jimmy: I could tell Janis: there's a lot of things I liked that we fake did Jimmy: me too Jimmy: but this is Janis: real Jimmy: & better Janis: so fucking good Jimmy: [is just being extra on any of her exposed skin casually] Janis: how does that feel Janis: it's that perfect spot between pain and fucking Janis: whatever you make me feel is called Jimmy: how do you taste so Jimmy: all of you Jimmy: anywhere Janis: I don't know all I know is I want you to fucking devour me so maybe that helps Jimmy: everyone's gonna know we're back together Jimmy: I've really Janis: good Janis: do more, I'm your girlfriend Jimmy: [does & harder cos dutiful boyfriend] Janis: Jimmy that feels Jimmy: say it Janis: like fucking heaven Jimmy: [keeps going cos what more do you need to hear honestly] Janis: [going harder, takes one of his hands and puts it where she needs it] Janis: make me cum for you Jimmy: [hopefully does or else awkward] Janis: [takes his fingers away when she's just about to and put them in her mouth to suck on so she doesn't scream when she cums on his cock] Jimmy: shit Jimmy: you should do that more Janis: which part Jimmy: the bit where nobody knew how loud you wanted to be Jimmy: it's gonna be really helpful at school Janis: okay, something to occupy my mouth Janis: noted Jimmy: me though Jimmy: I liked it Jimmy: don't just be putting random school supplies in there Janis: [lols which appaz feels really good js] Janis: okay, also noted Janis: 🤓 so studious Jimmy: also I really fucking like you Jimmy: note that down, nerd Janis: 😏 Janis: write it all over my schoolbooks, obvs Jimmy: my name better be on there Jimmy: are we #goals or not Janis: 'course Janis: anything artsier than that you'll have to do yourself Jimmy: I've already drawn you all over mine Jimmy: but if I can find the space, I'll draw you like you just were Jimmy: 'cause you're that nerd Janis: think you might get in some trouble for that Jimmy: I'm ready to get in trouble for you Jimmy: you know that Janis: I'm ready to do this for as long as we can Jimmy: I'm not stopping unless you beg me to Jimmy: & then its a maybe Janis: fuck me Jimmy: you heard me, I'm gonna Jimmy: if you don't need me to carry you into your house what are we even doing Janis: how are you so Janis: actually feel it almost again already it's not fair how good you are Jimmy: nah, how are you so Jimmy: I want you all the time Janis: it made me wanna die thinking we'd never again Janis: because not only do I love you but I still wanted you so bad too it was Jimmy: don't think about that, baby Jimmy: you don't have to Jimmy: [puts in the work so she won't] Janis: how does he not hear I Janis: even if I'm really good I'm so wet it's so loud Jimmy: I reckon we're gonna owe your brother more than petrol money again, girl Jimmy: at least he's really good at distracting mine Jimmy: not a chat I need to have right now Jimmy: when brother's & their girlfriend's really love each other Janis: [hides her face like she's embarrassed but really just dying] Janis: don't Jimmy: hey, look at me Jimmy: I love you Janis: [cums again whilst making all the eye contact 'cos] Jimmy: [whispers that he loves her again cos can't be tamed now apparently excuse you boy did I consent] Janis: [saying it back again and again 'til it lowkey doesn't make any sense] Jimmy: [and then all the snuggles after cos they are the softest & I can't deal with it] Janis: knew we'd be here too soon Jimmy: don't you want me to carry you in & get you out of all those clothes? Jimmy: properly Janis: were you always this Jimmy: what compliment are you trying to backhand, sweetheart Jimmy: bit rude Janis: shh Janis: i just really want that and i really missed you, is all Jimmy: 👍 Jimmy: 'cause same, alright Janis: come on then Jimmy: 👌 Jimmy: [does carry her in which makes Twix highkey] Janis: don't trip she's always doing that Jimmy: [has a really cute concentration face on] Janis: 🤤 Janis: baby Jimmy: ? Janis: you're so fucking  cute Janis: continue Jimmy: [continues but then has to put her down cos I ain't letting him carry her all through the house thank you boy you'll hurt yourself] Jimmy: Let me just sort Bob's out & I'll be back with you Janis: 👍 Janis: you know where to find me Jimmy: don't be taking everything off though Jimmy: I said I'd do it Janis: I 🤞 Janis: I want you to Jimmy: I totally read that as 🖕 for a sec Jimmy: bit rude Janis: 😂 Janis: i'm being good, honest Jimmy: easy to say Jimmy: 😈 you Janis: depends how long you have to be Jimmy: time me Jimmy: then you can decide Janis: if you're longer than Janis: 5 minutes Janis: i can be 😈? Jimmy: if that's the #mood Jimmy: not gonna argue Jimmy: can't with a # Janis: so goals always you Jimmy: you're so #blessed Janis: feel it Janis: still Jimmy: 💕 Jimmy: [actually is longer than 5 mins tho getting that shy kiddo sorted out but then appears leaning on her door frame like a nerd] Janis: [can't help but lol] Janis: hey handsome Jimmy: pissing yourself laughing ain't the reaction I expected Jimmy: did you get drunk in those few minutes, lightweight? Janis: maybe Janis: but only the fun kind Jimmy: without me Jimmy: bit rude Janis: you were longer than five, technically Janis: so can be as rude as I wanna Jimmy: so you had like a shot a minute? Jimmy: what a lad Janis: you wish Jimmy: not what I'm wishing Jimmy: but go on Janis: are you coming in to tell me all about it or what, nerd Jimmy: [comes in & kisses her] Jimmy: or what, I suppose Janis: [smiles happy af] Janis: I like it Jimmy: [is heart eyes cos her smile is rude] Janis: I really like having you as my boyfriend, you know Jimmy: I really like having you as my girlfriend, you know Jimmy: [takes off the first layer of whatever she's wearing & kisses her all over there so soft] Janis: [is playing with his hair and making all the contented noises she wants] Jimmy: [repeat for every layer, with the kisses getting less soft as we go, until there are none] Janis: [takes off his clothes a lot less soft and considered 'cos damn, her hands roaming all over his body again 'cos damn] Jimmy: [hot naked make out session they finally deserve for a while cos clothes are always a damn issue] Janis: why do you have to wear clothes Janis: it's rude Jimmy: so that you don't 💀💀💀 Janis: so considerate Janis: 💕 Janis: the rest of the world is probably mad at me but Jimmy: nah, I told you, selfish Jimmy: more use to me alive Jimmy: so I want you to stay like it Janis: always good to get it out there that you ain't a necrophile Jimmy: bit rude Jimmy: that ain't all I want you for Jimmy: mostly but there's also the 🐶 Janis: 😂 soz Janis: your intentions are so pure Jimmy: they really ain't Jimmy: not right now Janis: should hope not Janis: [gestures at self] Janis: bit rude, like Jimmy was timed out 2 days ago Jimmy joined the chat 2 days ago Jimmy: [does a lil lol oh these nerds] Janis: you're so Janis: [can't even so is just letting her hands explain] Jimmy: [likewise cos likewise can't even] Janis: we're gonna do this for a while Janis: me and you Janis: right Jimmy: unless you're planning on kicking me out Jimmy: bit rude though Janis: really not what I've got in mind Jimmy: [is doing everything deliberately slowly in like a sexy lingering way cos same & they've got time bitch] Janis: [is enjoying] Janis: stay forever Jimmy: [is also obvs & promises out loud cos he's always doing that] Janis: [kisses and saying missed you again and again 'cos true] Jimmy: [all the kisses everywhere all the time because too in love & too cute] Janis: [use your imagination for however long they're allowed] Jimmy: [I'm giving them time they deserve it & also saying that Grace met Twix and Bobby during & it was cute when she came back to get/do whatever but is now gone again cos we don't need that awks rn] Janis: Miss you alreay Jimmy: [kisses her 'cause misses doing that already extra boy] Jimmy: but not to become your dad's 🥇 I'm so hungry though Janis: 😏 Janis: you actually want something though? Jimmy: yeah Jimmy: gotta stay alive, don't we Janis: [takes his hand and takes him upstairs] Jimmy: [nearly gets tripped over by Twix as standard] Janis: awh, she's missed you too Janis: [gives Twix love 'cos obvs shameless fave] Jimmy: nah she wants me out of the way 🔪 Jimmy: 💀💀💀 Janis: plot of a shit movie that Janis: me like soz I don't see it, she's my bestie Jimmy: 😂 Jimmy: don't reckon your brother'll be rushing to make it for the #clout Janis: made weirder Janis: and she has that #starquality Janis: 'gram fame gone to her head, thinks she's an actress Jimmy: & MOST importantly, I've got this face Jimmy: [grins] Janis: [fakes snapping pics like a nerd] Janis: so beautiful Jimmy: [actually does snap a pic of her though 'cause she is] Jimmy: I know Janis: [blush blush] Janis: think he's at work so you'll have to put up with me 💔 Janis: always leftovers though Janis: [gestures at fridge like go for it] Jimmy: 🎻🎻🎻 Jimmy: [gets his plate of food & is eating it but also gestures that she comes & sits on his lap cos fave thing] Janis: [does even though she's making faux complaints like 'you know it'd be easier to eat otherwise, yeah?' etc] Janis: 👍? Jimmy: [kisses her cos shh but also love you] Jimmy: what the fuck is it though? Jimmy: I can basically remember who you are Jimmy: 👍 Janis: Empadão Janis: 'cos you're predictable and Northern Janis: chicken pie but make it extra [shrugs] Jimmy: [shakes his head but lols a little] Jimmy: say it for me then 'cause you ain't Jimmy: & I'm not learning any paddy lingo am I Janis: [does and any sides he probably has] Jimmy: [is shamelessly heart eyes about it not sorry it's hot thanks for coming through for your kids like that Caleb] Janis: [rolls her eyes but gives him a forehead kiss] Jimmy: [feeds her some of the food cos we all gotta eat babe] Janis: [someone walks in and then out again and she's so moody] Janis: wish I had my own place Jimmy: me too Jimmy: me or you Janis: and a car Jimmy: 👌 I'll steal my dad's stop begging 😏 Janis: as much fun as it'd be to leave it burnt out under some underpass Janis: don't wanna see ian on the bus soz Jimmy: [as if evoked by the mention of his name he rings wanting to know where Bobby is & Jimmy's like with me bitch cos you don't need details thank you] Janis: ✞ Janis: that was sinister Jimmy: have a word with your god please Jimmy: I should probably check on the boy though Jimmy: hold on Janis: yeah, see if they've fed him or what Janis: 👍 Jimmy: [is a while establishing his little bro is living his best life in the Cali gaff] Janis: [is seeing what kid appropriate shit they have anyway 'cos reckons he's probably picky] Jimmy: [brings this little legend into the kitchen & he's chatting SO MUCH ABOUT EVERYTHING like who is he cos normally so shy & quiet] Janis: [is just smiling 'cos nice to see and gets him food he'd like and some shit to try] Jimmy: [Jimothy is also smiling cos he's eating it & not being a baby diva which he normally would] Jimmy: 💕 Jimmy: first my 🐶 then my sister & now him, yeah? Jimmy: #yourinfluencebabe Janis: 💁 Janis: take my credit and praise now please and thanks Jimmy: good 'cause you ain't getting no cash from me, rich girl Jimmy: jobless & closer to penniless every sec like Jimmy: 🎻🎻 Janis: 😢 Janis: poor boy Janis: can't even make the most of it now school Jimmy: my own fault Jimmy: I really fucked that interview Jimmy: 🙄 Janis: I didn't exactly help so Janis: you'll get the next one Jimmy: [kisses her cos shhh] Janis: back doing what you 💕 in no time Jimmy: 👍 Jimmy: I get it, you really want a smoothie Jimmy: calm down Janis: just don't want Doris to die on hunger strike, like Janis: needs a pot of tea and victoria sponge stat Jimmy: 💕👵 Jimmy: [actually starts making her a smoothie though cos in this kitchen I think so bitch] Janis: can forcibly remove the boy from the CG Janis: 😏 Jimmy: I can forcibly remove you from my work space if you're gonna kick off, girl Jimmy: 💪 Janis: 😂 Janis: not how I remember it but go off Jimmy: [playfight cos it's been so long] Janis: [so domestic 'scuse you fam] Jimmy: [turns into kisses cos he is so in love rn soz but not everybody] Janis: I love you Jimmy: it's gonna be a bit awkward now if you don't Jimmy: [but carries on making the smoothie cos love you too babe] Janis: anything to save from an awkward moment Jimmy: [touches one of the many lovebites he gave her earlier] Jimmy: yeah Janis: you Janis: [blushing, mad about it] Jimmy: me Jimmy: what? Janis: dickhead Janis: [but kisses] Jimmy: I love you too Janis: [has to go sit 'cos can't even deal] Jimmy: what are we doing tonight then Jimmy: out to flaunt it or it to make 'em wish we would Jimmy: in* Janis: we can go out as long as we don't go to any party they could be at Jimmy: easy Jimmy: you're gonna talk to Grace though? Janis: shh Jimmy: I'll set the 🐶 on you Jimmy: or the kid Janis: they both love me rn Janis: do your worst Jimmy: [beckons Bobby over & whispers to him like 'tell her she's gotta do what I say' but when he goes over to Janis he says 'you've gotta do what I say' cos cheeky] Janis: [lols and goes around doing whatever things a six year old can think of] Jimmy: 💔 Jimmy: miss you already Janis: mr steal your girl Jimmy: [brings her her smoothie in a bit cos let's say they are in the garden with Twix playing] Jimmy: [but was a while cos he would have cleaned up & everything cos how he living] Jimmy: let's just find a pub we aren't banned from Jimmy: parties are bollocks Janis: [nods 'cos yeah] Janis: sounds good to me Jimmy: 👍 Janis: how do you do this Janis: actually knackering Jimmy: you've met my dad Jimmy: Bobby's a holiday compared to Ian Jimmy: [is giving the dog some 'begrudging' love we see you boy] Jimmy: you can just admit I wore you out, it's alright Janis: fair Janis: he's cute Janis: not Ian Janis: before you start Janis: 😒 because I will admit no such thing either, thank you Jimmy: 😂 Jimmy: drink your energy, baby Jimmy: 💕 Janis: [does 'cos loves a smoothie moment] Janis: tah Jimmy: alright? Janis: wasted on the old ladies, babe Jimmy: 👵💔 Jimmy: tweet it, girl Jimmy: Doris'll square up Janis: not afraid Janis: 🥊 Janis: get onboard or leave, bitch Jimmy: protect me then Janis: nah, she'll pine from a distance 💔 Janis: same bitch Jimmy: [kisses her cos shh but soft] Janis: how's it feel being so #wanted, babe? Jimmy: hang on Jimmy: [asks her cos he's a nerd] Janis: [pushes him down so she can lay her head on his stomach and lay in the grass together] Jimmy: you're so Jimmy: hate you a bit Janis: well I need a pillow so hush Janis: just that worn out, yeah? Jimmy: I get it Jimmy: I'm multi-talented Janis: [tickles his belly like shh but love] Jimmy: [is like oi & throws some grass at her like we all used to do at school but loves it really] Janis: [grass fight lmao mature] Jimmy: [but then he gets to play with her hair after cos grass in it so 😍 even though he lost] Janis: gonna be finding that forever now Jimmy: I'll get it 🏆 Jimmy: [blatant excuse to just keep playing with her hair for ages] Janis: 🐒 you Jimmy: piss off Jimmy: [doesn't stop though] Janis: like it Janis: [does] Jimmy: I know Jimmy: you like me Jimmy: always going on about it, you Jimmy: [but kisses her again cos same] Janis: you piss off Janis: 😶 Janis: never say it  now Jimmy: 💔 Jimmy: [whispers 'baby please' in a saucy way cos cheeky] Janis: [gives him a stop it look 'cos kills her and sassily turns and gives Twix love] Jimmy: 🎻🎻🎻 Jimmy: 💀💀💀 Jimmy: [kisses her neck and shoulder so much cos she turned away & he's being annoying] Janis: [can only stay strong for so long before turning back and giving him a long-ass kiss] Janis: kiss of life, you're welcome Jimmy: say it for me Janis: [does but whispers in his ear 'cos being extra enough poor Bobs lol] Jimmy: let's Jimmy: go back to your room Jimmy: for a bit Janis: okay Janis: just Jimmy: help me up Janis: [helps this soft boy] Janis: 💪 Jimmy: 😍😍😍 Jimmy: [actually is looking at her like that lowkey though] Janis: know just how to make me feel #wanted Jimmy: hang on, I ain't started yet Janis: 😏 Janis: promises promises Jimmy: well it weren't gonna be a warning Jimmy: told you, not trying to lure & murder you Jimmy: 💕 Janis: make me not 💔 about that, babe Jimmy: come on Janis: [skip ahead so they're in her room again don't need to be starting before ty] Jimmy: I've got no words left Jimmy: I just Janis: [takes her top off and is maintaining eye contact how they do] Jimmy: [is just looking at her like !! I can't even] Janis: [walks over to him deliberately slowly enjoy boy] Janis: take yours off Jimmy: [does & is also deliberately unf about it] Janis: [kissing down his body 'til she on her knees in front of him like hey] Jimmy: [you know this boy just dying okay damn] Janis: [painfully slow about unbuttoning etc] Jimmy: [is giving her a LOOK like he's so sassy but at the same time has literally stopped breathing so what's the truth Jimothy] Janis: [stops and looks up at him challengingly like 'you want me to stop?'] Jimmy: [looks back at her like girl you better not] Janis: [smirks like 'thought so' and finally, but suddenly, takes him fully into her mouth, moaning with it 'cos wants this as much] Jimmy: [thank god it's only Diego on this floor 'cause obvs he's also being loud & ridiculous about it] Janis: [back to teasing him 'cos gotta, just circling her tongue 'round and 'round and licking up and down like nbd] Jimmy: [is trying to be mad about but can't] Janis: you look really good from this angle Janis: just so you know Jimmy: 📷 me Jimmy: it's been ages since my last social media ban Janis: [lols but does 'cos he do and she wanna keep it so] Jimmy: [is obviously into the fact that she's gonna have that pic of him & makes it known whether he meant to or not] Janis: Get it Janis: nice to be the muse sometimes, yeah? Janis: [goes harder again 'cos poor boy] Jimmy: [says his 'yeah' out loud cos honestly] Janis: [is encouraged] Jimmy: [says her name a lot cos it'll encourage her more] Janis: [says similarly encouraging things back 'cos feeling it and imma let you finish boy] Jimmy: [is very much feeling it as we can imagine] Janis: we don't have time to Janis: do we? Jimmy: we'll make time Jimmy: 🥇 aren't we Janis: you Jimmy: you Jimmy: seriously Janis: [takes whatever she's got on her bottom off too and stands up] Janis: please then Jimmy: [never needs to be told twice so go off kids] Janis: [after snuggling wherever they landed 'cos we know lol] Jimmy: [his dad calls again cos that prick & he don't answer cos busy thank you but like he'd just keep ringing so eventually does] Jimmy: I gotta take this kid back Janis: 👍 Janis: want me to think of somewhere decent and meet you there or am I picking you up at 8 like the gentleman I am Jimmy: 😂 Jimmy: do you want me to get lost? Jimmy: 'cause if not you gotta come find me Janis: 👌 Janis: true Janis: can't have a repeat of the cow incident Janis: tell Ian to put the shotgun away then Jimmy: meet me 'round the corner so I don't have to chat to him Jimmy: I reckon I can find my way that far alone Janis: believe in you, babe Janis: [kiss for 🍀] Jimmy: [another really long kiss for bye] Janis: [says ily 'cos she can bitch] Jimmy: [is 😳 & 😍] Jimmy: 👌 Jimmy: actually 8 or was that a full pisstake? Janis: whenever you're ready, I'm still her avoiding hoes too so Janis: sooner the better Jimmy: once I get home won't be long Jimmy: just need to shower Jimmy: & make sure Cass is back Jimmy: 'cause he don't give a shit if she's alright or owt 🙄 Janis: 🙄 Janis: and here I was thinking you were father of the year Janis: tragic Jimmy: sort it out Ian Jimmy: you've let yourself down, Leprechaun town down & most importantly your son's missus Jimmy: 🎻🎻🎻 Janis: fully #teambobby now Janis: 🤷 Jimmy: reckoned you were only team 🐶 Janis: I'm very mysterious Janis: gotta keep you 🤔 Jimmy: I already know you chat shit Jimmy: it's alright Janis: 😒 Jimmy: 🤞 I get our fave bus bloke & can keep him 🤔 Janis: gonna know that kid ain't mine for sure Jimmy: got your freckles though Jimmy: #whatsthetruth Janis: 😂 Janis: you're a nerd Jimmy: I'm saying I don't know where else they came from, girl Jimmy: take the credit Janis: maybe if that didn't mean Janis: 🤢🤢 Ian Jimmy: I get it, but he might not be his dad Jimmy: my mum ain't around to ask Janis: you two look alike though Janis: either her DNA 💪 or he sadly is Jimmy: if you tell me I look like my dad I'm dumping you Janis: if you did, you wouldn't ave anyone to dump Jimmy: touche Janis: 👍 Janis: fancy Jimmy: sometimes we use big words in the north Janis: I know Janis: 🍀 to have heard your way with words, boy Jimmy: don't be trying to make me 😳 at the bus stop Janis: but you wanna look cute for your man Jimmy: but he thinks I'm so 😎💪 Jimmy: let me have this one thing, girl, come on Janis: I'm selfish though Janis: don't act like you didn't know Jimmy: I like it Jimmy: don't act like you didn't know Janis: now who's trying to make who 😳 Jimmy: not trying but if you do 📷 it Janis: get you 😎💪 Janis: I'm so busy and important rn soz I can't Jimmy: 💔💔💔 Jimmy: I'll just be busy missing you so much then Jimmy: 🎻🎻🎻 Janis: teach my sister a thing or two about a guilt trip, babe Janis: much better at it Jimmy: hang on, I'll hit her up Jimmy: since you're so busy Jimmy: 👍 Janis: shut up 🙄 Jimmy: alright Jimmy: 🎨 to do anyways can't let Bob outshine me 🏆 Janis: you are gonna have to up your game 'cos 🥇 that Jimmy: 😱😱😱 Jimmy: #sheusedtosaythataboutme Jimmy: #storytime Janis: 😏 Janis: collab with gracieguru but i never did 'bout her so lies, babes Jimmy: actually 💔 me that Jimmy: Grace come & console me, girl Janis: you're the worst Jimmy: 🥇 to the worst in how many minutes? Jimmy: 💪🏆 Jimmy: #goals Janis: i'm ingorning you and pretending i need to get ready Janis: good day Jimmy: now that's a collab with your sister Jimmy: 👍 Jimmy: it don't take that long to stick on some lashes I ain't having it Jimmy: I'll hit my ex up for the #truth, Gracie, come on Janis: 🤢 Janis: she'd probably hit you with a #dontwastegoodlashesonabadguy but i ain't gonna waste my breath on that, no tah Jimmy: 😂 Janis: probably should shower though, only fair if you are Janis: #polite Jimmy: I don't care if you don't wanna Jimmy: It's the one place I can't hear my dad having a go at me though so I'm committed Janis: 👍 Janis: I feel it Janis: have to lock the door and some of these fuckers might still be banging to be let in but Janis: piss in the garden or hold it 😘 Jimmy: how many bathrooms have you got, rich girl? Jimmy: I know it ain't just the one Janis: 5 Janis: but at the worst, we had over double that in people so it's not as luxurious as it could be Janis: plus they just got boundary issues, you can tell Jimmy: I've met Grace, yeah Jimmy: tried to be sick on me one convo deep Janis: exactly Janis: and you didn't share a womb with her so Jimmy: but we're still a bathroom for 4 so I don't feel sorry for you Jimmy: 5 if my dad's feeling 💕 Janis: 🤷 Janis: damn Janis: all I needed you for Janis: bye, like Jimmy: stick some classic FM on babe, you'll be alright Jimmy: maybe go say hi to Pete Jimmy: I miss him so much 💔 Janis: same 💔 Janis: I need to know what he's doing with his life Janis: so many unanswered questions Jimmy: OMG you should invite him out tonight, honey Jimmy: 😍😍😍 Jimmy: #getyourman Janis: 😖 what if he don't remember me Janis: I'll straight up DIE Jimmy: babe you know you're unforgettable Janis: 🙈🙈🙈 Janis: such a good friend Jimmy: duh Janis: 💖 Janis: wanna get matching tattoos Jimmy: obvs! Jimmy: what do you wanna get? Jimmy: 🦋 or infinity symbol Janis: 🤔 Janis: such a hard decision Janis: all I know is I'm getting it on my ass Jimmy: I'm getting it on my wrist Jimmy: gotta Janis: 😬 Janis: #whenyourbestieisabasicbitch Jimmy: 💔💔💔 Janis: soz babes but someone had to say it Janis: saving you from how much everyone would drag you Jimmy: 👌 I love you again Jimmy: tah babes Jimmy: 💖💖💖 Janis: 😘 wanna have a sleepover? Jimmy: I don't have to fake that enthusiasm Jimmy: I really do Janis: duh Janis: me too Janis: can't be too mad, no church and no school tomorrow so 👍😇 Jimmy: did you have a word with your god yet? Jimmy: maybe wait for a bit Janis: I ain't putting my sunday best on for you either Janis: be more blatant that you wanna change me Janis: 😭 Jimmy: as long as you've got your skirt on for Monday, I forgive you Jimmy: be that nice to me Jimmy: please Janis: I wanna because you're gonna be even nicer to me, yeah? Jimmy: yeah Janis: 🤤 brb Jimmy: 😘 Janis: School's been so fucking shit without you Janis: more than normal Jimmy: you ain't even been there since the start Jimmy: it was Jimmy: it is but Janis: yeah that must've been Janis: sorry Jimmy: just Jimmy: if you're sick or something let me know Jimmy: 'cause I ain't going Janis: deal Jimmy: 👍 Janis: 💪 immune system but don't tell the teachers 'cos love a sickie Jimmy: gimme an invite & I'll shut up Jimmy: maybe Janis: dunno if I wanna hang w a grass, boy Janis: 'less you gonna look after me Jimmy: you know it Janis: pretend i took more convincing Jimmy: that's what we'll say Jimmy: promise Janis: 👌 Janis: you're the best, actual Jimmy: you Janis: you you you Jimmy: you're gonna make me 😳 for real Jimmy: stop Janis: soz, being annoying and I know it but Janis: I just Janis: I'm glad you're back Janis: I'm back, I guess Jimmy: it's not annoying Jimmy: you're Jimmy: doing your job as muse right now, I suppose Jimmy: & I'm glad Jimmy: but also Jimmy: you could be closer Jimmy: so I just Janis: I will be Janis: tonight Janis: whenever you want, I'm not going anywhere Jimmy: good Jimmy: stay Janis: you too Jimmy: alright Janis: alright that you will, yeah? Jimmy: I will Janis: good Janis: me too Jimmy: so where we going Jimmy: you sorted that yet Janis: keen 😉 Janis: sure Janis: I know lots of places Jimmy: you're keen Jimmy: I'm just asking Janis: obvs Janis: pisshead, ain't I? Janis: not about you, mate Jimmy: I got that Jimmy: could be anyone, me Janis: mhmm Janis: #thathoelife Janis: how many lads did I fit into a week again? Jimmy: 100s Janis: that high, best to be vague Jimmy: sounds more impressive than 101 or 2 Jimmy: just a weird number that Janis: oh now it's not good enough Janis: get back out there asap Jimmy: nowt's as impressive as me having Mia round for a quiet night in Jimmy: ain't my fault Janis: know that ain't true Janis: be having 👻 chat rn Jimmy: it is, she's just a really horny mute & I'm that 💪 Janis: 🖕 Janis: go get eaten, Taylor Jimmy: can't, one night with me & she's a changed lass Janis: 🙄 Janis: made her all bark no bite? Janis: boring Jimmy: her being boring's nowt to do with me Janis: 👌 Janis: convenient Jimmy: nah really inconvenient Jimmy: hoping for a 🐍 & got a 🐛 Jimmy: 🎻🎻🎻 Janis: not sorry for you, babe Jimmy: come on Jimmy: be 💔 for me Janis: 🤖 Jimmy: gimme at least 1 🎻 Janis: 🎺 Janis: how buzzin' I am you had a shit time Jimmy was timed out 36 hours ago Jimmy joined the chat 36 hours ago Jimmy: add a 🍆 & you've got it Jimmy: 💔💔 Janis: 😑 you aren't funny Jimmy: a bit Janis: a lot of a dickhead though Janis: have that Jimmy: don't matter Jimmy: you like it Janis: perhaps Jimmy: I won't say owt to anybody don't worry Jimmy: this 🎨 will do the job Janis: yeah? cool but save your words for me, romeo Jimmy: I love you, alright Janis: eurgh 😉 Janis: shut up love you too Jimmy: 👍 Jimmy: shutting up now Janis: you on the bus yeah Janis: already bored without you Jimmy: [sends a selfie of him & Bob's with Twix sitting in his backpack] Janis: 😍 Jimmy: tried to shove the boy in too but he wouldn't go Jimmy: getting too big 🙄 Janis: 💔 Janis: get one for that Jimmy: gimme a 🎻 though Jimmy: we're dancing here Janis: 'course, nerds Janis: 🎻🎻🎻 Jimmy: he needs to hurry up & grow so he can just come to the pub with us Jimmy: then a shower with you & I'd have been good to go Janis: really worried you were suggesting he get in the shower too but I'm with you Jimmy: make it weird, girl Jimmy: it's been a bit Jimmy: since you were Janis: 'scuse me, when was I weird? Jimmy: how far back we going on it babe Janis: 😱 Janis: just today, can't handle any more than that tah, so fragile Jimmy: today 🤔🤔? Jimmy: that'd be every second then Jimmy: 💕 Janis: so rude Janis: if I wasn't you would have had a way more boring time so appreciate, thanks 💕 Jimmy: I am Jimmy: take the compliment, dickhead Janis: 😏 Janis: next job you get can they also give you boyfriend training Jimmy: I get it, trying to get outta that like you do with the 🐶 Janis: I think you'll find it's called delegating Jimmy: that sounds like a paddy excuse Jimmy: in the north we call it pissing about Janis: hmm, what makes you sure I'm up to the job with you if you also reckon I'm crap with the 🐶? Jimmy: if I answer that you're gonna 😳 again Jimmy: & anyway don't do that with questions, do I Janis: True enough Janis: gutting though it is Jimmy: you want me to chat or shut up? Jimmy: make your mind up like Janis: can't I have it both ways? #UGH #BOYS Jimmy: nightmare you Janis: I know 😘 Jimmy: what are you even doing right, layabout Jimmy: sort it out Jimmy: now* Janis: thinking 'bout you, dickhead Janis: my god given right think you'll find Jimmy: don't say that if you're only taking the piss Jimmy: 'cause now I'm thinking about you thinking about me Jimmy: & Janis: I ain't Janis: you had to leave too soon Janis: I think about you a lot Jimmy: I'm about to take over this bus like I'm in a shit action flick & turn it around Jimmy: I Jimmy: I want you a lot Janis: hot 😂 Janis: your GTA fetish becomes more and more obvious Janis: but I still want you more so Jimmy: I told you, Ian hates women Jimmy: & he's such a hands on parent Jimmy: ain't my fault I been raised on those mean streets Janis: s'cool Janis: we can kill hookers together Jimmy: #truelove Jimmy: muscle him out of the father son bonding activity 🏆💪 love that Janis: just that bitch 🤷 Janis: nice of him to take on that one motherly role, usually the woman like you ain't good enough for my baby boy Janis: 10/10 Ian Jimmy: so clingy you Jimmy: well it's his fault I ain't got one, only fair Janis: can you blame me? look at you Janis: exactly Jimmy: 😍😍😍 I get it Jimmy: I told you, I'm a good boyfriend Janis: too good Jimmy: you need to deal with that Jimmy: 'cause I ain't stopping Janis: yeah, you want me to? Janis: challenge accepted Jimmy: get used to me, girl Jimmy: I know I'm really 😎💪 but don't be intimidated Jimmy: you're alright too, for a girl Janis: never Janis: like how new you are Janis: know that's your #appeal Jimmy: fine I'll leave & come back so I'm the new boy again Jimmy: no need to beg Janis: you've already left, babe Janis: like the first time Jimmy: but maybe I gotta leave Leprechaun land Jimmy: bump up my #appeal Janis: no Jimmy: gotta get off this bus though Janis: I'll allow that Jimmy: 👌 Janis: any further than that you gotta gimme more warning so I can Jimmy: you can come with me Jimmy: you know Janis: where are we going? Jimmy: it don't matter Jimmy: you can come with me wherever Janis: you aren't bullshitting me Janis: swear Jimmy: I'm not Janis: Good Janis: we'll do it Jimmy: where do you wanna go? Janis: I don't care Jimmy: easy then Janis: anywhere a long way from here Janis: got family in london and nyc though so certain neighbourhoods we'd have to avoid Jimmy: fine by me Janis: 👍 Jimmy: how long do dogs live 'cause it's been enough bollocks having her on this bus for a bit Janis: she could go for another 10-15 easy Janis: you gonna show up when I'm boring and married and be like pack your bags is it Jimmy: yeah Jimmy: see if you've forgot about me Jimmy: but if you've got kids they ain't coming Janis: soz darlings, deal's a deal Jimmy: just don't marry that lift lad, alright Janis: do my best Janis: obvs wanna be mrs pete but who knows what'll happen, babe Jimmy: I told you, I saw him first Janis: well he 👀s me Janis: 🥊 you for him Jimmy: any time any place Janis: my imaginary children's lives depend on it so Janis: stand no chance, boy Jimmy: you ain't having any you said Janis: who am I to deny the world how cute pete's offspring would be Janis: anyway, in this pretend scenario also married and boring, both of which ain't ever happening either so roll with it Jimmy: you could just let him have them with the one he's with now Jimmy: be smart about it Janis: doubt she's as cute as me Jimmy: but come on Jimmy: that body Jimmy: you're gonna ruin it Janis: have you seen my ma Janis: #geneticallyblessed Janis: he don't need to have 10 either Jimmy: give him twins Jimmy: you'd be about that Janis: 😑 Janis: horror movie where the ptsd kicks in and i have to murder one like not again Jimmy: 😂 Jimmy: your brother would make that Janis: 🤞ask grace to be in it, lad Janis: she'll 😭 Jimmy: can she cry on cue or what the fuck is it Janis: nothing useful like that Janis: it's just her natural state of being Jimmy: I get it, she's allergic to Mia Jimmy: #same Janis: allergic to her own bullshit more like Janis: or her expensive mascara, awks Jimmy: can I use the excuse that I'm allergic to my dad's Jimmy: either his girlfriend's mascara or his bullshit, don't matter Jimmy: just gotta quarantine myself Janis: can I visit? Jimmy: you have to Jimmy: can't nurse myself Janis: not that I'm amazing at it Janis: kept forgetting about your poor lip Jimmy: who the fuck has entered this chat Jimmy: 'cause you ain't never admitted to being less than 🥇 at owt ever Janis: 😏 shh Janis: not my fault you looked 🥇 Jimmy: & I forget about it any time you touch me so Janis: I really missed you Janis: not done showing you Jimmy: I miss you now Jimmy: so don't be Janis: ain't Janis: between that and how sorry I am, got so much to show you Jimmy: you're so sorry, aren't you? Jimmy: me too Janis: yes Janis: why are you sorry, babe Jimmy: it was my fault too Jimmy: I've gotta do my bit to make it up to you Janis: nah Janis: not gonna complain about that though Jimmy: 👍 Janis: you'r Janis: e Jimmy: what do you wanna say, baby? Janis: fuck Janis: just Janis: tell me when you're home, I wanna shower with you Jimmy: not far now Janis: okay Jimmy: I finished my masterpiece for you Janis: do I get a preview? Jimmy: do you want one? Janis: yes Jimmy: [gets what she wants of course] Janis: oh Janis: that's Janis: dead good Jimmy: you can have it Jimmy: in case you feel like you can't stay Janis: I'm gonna, promise Janis: but thanks Janis: I want it Jimmy: if you do stick around maybe you'll inspire me to draw you how you look Jimmy: 'cause I can't Jimmy: you're just Janis: but I can feel how it felt Janis: idk Janis: don't come for me, not an art critic Jimmy: but you're the only one who I give a shit about Janis: it's good, you're good Janis: trust me Jimmy: you are Jimmy: & I do Janis: ruining my rep tho Janis: got me feeling some type of way Jimmy: that rep should be ruined Jimmy: it's bollocks Janis: go hard then, babe Janis: doing a pretty 💪 job, like Jimmy: & I'm home Jimmy: so let's do more Janis: thought you'd never ask Janis: felt like the longest bus journey ever Jimmy: it was Jimmy: let me just check Cass ain't been impregnated by her boy mate Jimmy: hang on Janis: eurgh babe Jimmy: I'm not gonna do a physical one Jimmy: calm down Jimmy: simple yeah or nah Janis: such a dad Janis: poor cass Jimmy: shut up Jimmy: I weren't fucking when I was 12 Jimmy: won't kill her Janis: obviously but having this convo with you might Jimmy: I'll leave it for Ian, then she'll kill him Jimmy: job done Janis: exactly Janis: that's what parents, even shit ones, are for Jimmy: get in the shower Janis: damn Janis: not saying please now Jimmy: alright Jimmy: get in the shower please Janis: 👌 Janis: was going before you asked nicely Jimmy: & now I have what are you gonna do? Janis: wanna facetime Jimmy: do you? Janis: yes Janis: obviously Jimmy: then yeah, obviously Jimmy: go on Janis: [calls 'cos like my boo said phones are defs waterproof] Jimmy: [I'm just imagining his dad banging on the door cos in there forever lol] Janis: [suck it Ian, also later] Janis: lurking 'round your ends Janis: hurry up Jimmy: since you asked nicely Jimmy: [comes out with unlit 🚬 already in his mouth cos been with Bobby for an age but doesn't light up until he gets to where she is in case she wants one #whipped] Janis: [gives him a saucy 'that good?' look 'cos you know] Jimmy: [lols but is giving her a LOOK cos yes we know it was] Janis: [puts hands out like Oliver for a 🚬 'cos dork] Jimmy: [takes it out of his mouth & puts it in hers, lights it for her cos nice like that] Janis: [takes a drag then kisses him on the cheek] Jimmy: what's that for? Janis: 🚬 Janis: obvs Janis: and you know Jimmy: 💕 Janis: [fake cuffs him on the chin like shut up] Jimmy: [is all like oi & fake fighting her back like a cute nerd] Janis: don't get us kicked out 'fore we're even in, boy Janis: behave Jimmy: I'll screenshot that later when you're begging me not to Jimmy: even if it gets us kicked out Janis: psh Janis: please Jimmy: starting already look Janis: pisstake, you Janis: [walks faster but only a bit don't need that drama already] Jimmy: [pulls her back and kisses her cos he's that extra & hot & they can't kiss on facetime so] Jimmy: I'm what Jimmy: try again Janis: [casually can't breathe like boy] Janis: you're sucha pisstake, babe Jimmy joined the chat 31 hours ago Jimmy: [looks at her like 'excuse you, what' & then goes even harder kissing her again] Janis: [when you gotta stop but you don't wanna stop] Janis: okay, I like it though, you caught me Jimmy: okay Jimmy: [is smirking like] Janis: [nudges] Janis: bighead Jimmy: [nudges her back] Jimmy: you like it too though Jimmy: 😍 you Janis: err not a get out of jail free card to be the biggest dickhead you can be Janis: [is smiling tho] Jimmy: that sounds like a challenge to me, babe Jimmy: [is doing a cheeky grin back] Janis: what doesn't to you, boy Janis: tryna come for my 🥇 Jimmy: 🥇 or nowt Jimmy: always saying it, me Janis: are you? 🤔 Janis: hold on think I've got the wrong lad here Jimmy: [kisses her like its a goodbye vibe cos nerd] Jimmy: on you go then Janis: 😖 Janis: but Janis: maybe I wanna stay Jimmy: [gives her a look like 'only maybe?' and a little make out session ensues] Janis: [says definitely 'cos] Jimmy: [says ILY out loud cos] Janis: [druuuuuuuuuunk in love says it back and more smooching you know focus lads] Jimmy: [let them just have some moments of being able to kiss and be alone but like then imagine someone walks past like aaaayyyy! how people do] Janis: 😒 Jimmy: 🥊 Janis: weren't me Janis: not a ventriloquist Jimmy: not an idiot Jimmy: I meant beat the shit of him for us Jimmy: you and emojis Janis: risk this face? Janis: yours is already battered so Jimmy: don't you wanna twin with me? Jimmy: gutted 💔 Janis: don't ever use the T word ever again Jimmy: or what? Jimmy: you gonna smack me, girl Janis: don't be a twat Jimmy: how? Jimmy: I am what I am Janis: have to keep training you won't I Janis: [pats his head] Jimmy: good thing I ain't going nowhere then Jimmy: with your track record it'll take ages Jimmy: if ever Janis: actually rude Janis: gonna have her dancing on your grave like a showdog Janis: 🖕 Jimmy: pissing up the stone more like Jimmy: & she could do that now Janis: could she write FUCK U though Janis: I think not Janis: wait and see 👻 boy Jimmy: better hold my breath Jimmy: if you want me 💀 Janis: [puts her hand over his mouth then does that thing where you kiss it] Janis: 💕 rip Jimmy: what am I on about? don't need to do nowt me Jimmy: you kill me Jimmy: you're Janis: [looks at him all smug and smiley] Janis: you too Jimmy: [kisses her on that smug little face] Janis: now Janis: I got 2 plans Janis: depends if you really wanna see bus driver again or if you'd rather walk, promising I won't fuck off later and lose ya Jimmy: if you want me to get on that bus again you better have a fucking good plan Jimmy: for when we are & where we're going Janis: 😂 Janis: not as much hassle as a puppy and a six year old, so bit rude Janis: but we'll go with plan b Janis: keep walking, boyo Jimmy: 👍 Janis: don't lemme get as pissed tonight, tah Jimmy: you? nah Jimmy: never have been since I've known you like Janis: funny Janis: should quit school become a full-time 🤡 you Jimmy: I'll get your sister's mates to do my makeup Jimmy: it's alright, pisshead Jimmy: I'll look after you Janis: need that 💰 obvs Jimmy: 🤑 Janis: can't be downgrading Janis: how am I gony pay for my ponies Jimmy: more importantly, how you gonna brag on the 'gram Janis: honestly Janis: keep it fresh and #goals Janis: though can ride the seclusion wave for a bit, I reckon Jimmy: yeah? Janis: yeah Janis: keep getting random bitches coming up to me telling me how 🍀 I am Janis: welcome for the ego boost Jimmy: bit rude that they ain't been since I asked you out Jimmy: sort it out, lasses Janis: 😂 oh soz, sure the fan club meets weekly Janis: dickhead Jimmy: you know you feel it Jimmy: come on Jimmy: [gives her another REALLY good kiss] Janis: 👑 of the club, me, yeah 😏 Janis: could say something nice about me, not telling you how to do your job or nothing but Jimmy: [whispers some nice things about her in her ear & does the lobe thing cos we just gotta] Janis: [😳 emoji] Jimmy: job done? Janis: not even close Janis: [more smooching] Jimmy: so is plan b just this? Jimmy: only asking, not complaining Janis: you wish Janis: keep walking, boy Jimmy: maybe I do, girl Jimmy: [keeps walking though] Janis: later Janis: sleepover, remember Jimmy: won't forget, don't worry Janis: good Janis: didn't buy face masks for nothing, bitch Jimmy: 👍 Jimmy: keep it #goals Janis: they'd love that 🙄 Janis: so woke of you to drop all that manly man toxic masculinity, like Jimmy: I'll pick it up later when the fans need me to be jealous & fight a lad or whatever it's alright Jimmy: do & have it all, me Janis: is that so Jimmy: you don't reckon? Jimmy: bit rude Janis: just saying Janis: keep being a knobhead and only thing you'll be doing is yourself Janis: [winks and sashshays away] Jimmy: tah for letting me know Jimmy: you gonna wingman me at the pub to find a new girl to chat shit to Jimmy: or am I proper on my own to try my luck Janis: not a miracle worker, babe Janis: bore the pants off some bitch in your own time t Jimmy: 👌 got loads while I'm unemployed Janis: 😒 Janis: remember who helped get you fired Jimmy: how could I forget? Jimmy: I hope I get fired for that kinda conduct every time Janis: probably not the rep you want on your CV but Jimmy: 🤞 whatever girl I find tonight ain't too boring Jimmy: 'cause I'm gonna get a new job soon Janis: shut up Jimmy: make me Janis: I'm not kissing you Janis: [overacting faux huffy but is also lowkey jealous 'cos always] Jimmy: what are you gonna do then? Jimmy: make a 😒 face 'til we get there? Jimmy: [lights another 🚬 'cause overacting that he ain't bothered] Janis: make a 😒 face all the way home Janis: see where night takes me Jimmy: shut up Jimmy: you know where the night's taking you Jimmy: [pulls her into his arms like, 'right here is where'] Janis: ['truce?'] Jimmy: [snuggles & then offers her the 🚬 cos that is a truce mood] Janis: [kissing and passing the 🚬 back and forth 'til it's finished 'cos kinda hot] Jimmy: [#goals actually am I right lads? then handholding cos they gotta keep walking or they'll never get there] Janis: oh fyi though Janis: can't bang me in this pub alright Jimmy: now you tell me Jimmy: 💔 Janis: I know Janis: false pretenses much Jimmy: 🎻🎻🎻 Janis: poor boy Jimmy: we're not in there yet Jimmy: how long have I got Janis: 😂 shh Jimmy: not an answer that Janis: be 😇 baby Janis: this walk should not take this long as is Jimmy: 💔💔💔 Janis: me too baby me too Janis: maybe in the bathroom if you're quiet Janis: which you never are 😏 Jimmy: which is your fault Janis: not my fault you're so Jimmy: you're so Jimmy: that is your fault Janis: [back at it again] Jimmy: [is loud rn as proof that it's your fault for being the #dream Janis] Janis: how are we ever gonna get anything done Janis: so distracting Jimmy: I don't wanna do anything else Jimmy: I don't care Janis: yeah Janis: feel it Janis: do you reckon those old couples that you think are dead boring 'cos they just stay in all the time are just like fucking 24/7 Janis: maybe that's the truth Jimmy: let me know when it's you & Pete 💕 Janis: 😂 Janis: if I can find the time Jimmy: yeah don't call me while he's still going at you Jimmy: bit rude Janis: 💔 or 🤤 Janis: 👀 you, perv Jimmy: 😂 Janis: so like you Janis: after all this time just to steal my man Jimmy: I reckoned you were gonna say how like me not to answer Janis: I mean, valid Janis: but your thirst for pete doesn't need to be explained Janis: so blatant Jimmy: don't say thirst when I met him at the CG Janis: mhmm, there's a fanfic title in there somewhere Janis: been easier to fake date him to put the girls off but the 💕 was too real Jimmy: why didn't I think of that? Jimmy: fuck Jimmy: 🎻🎻💔🎻 Jimmy: girl you gotta go, soz Jimmy: in my way Janis: 🥊 you for him duh Janis: or you want me to let you win again? 😉 Jimmy: if it means I get Pete Jimmy: go on Janis: no Janis: down to stand in the way of true love soz not soz Jimmy: like I said, nightmare you Janis: your worst, babe Jimmy: gotta be 🥇 always Jimmy: I get it Janis: mhmm Janis: just getting over how mad I am at Grace for popping out 1st Janis: if you wanna be my therapist about it Jimmy: how much you gonna pay me, rich girl? Janis: tell me something I DON'T know already and I might give you something Jimmy: about you? Janis: that's what therapy is Janis: not a pub quiz 🤓 Jimmy: you're so in touch with yourself though Jimmy: don't reckon I can Janis: that's why I don't go motherfuckers Janis: no life-fixing realizations no dough Jimmy: just no cash my end Jimmy: gotta stay a mess Jimmy: 👍 Janis: 💔 Janis: selfishly works for me Janis: don't go spending that first new paycheck on sorting your life alright Jimmy: alright Janis: stay fucked with me for a while Jimmy: [promises out loud cos always a thing now] Janis: [skip them there 'cos honestly] Jimmy: what you drinking then, lightweight? Janis: that thing we had first time Janis: forgot the name, not already pissed Jimmy: 👌 hang on Jimmy: [goes to get 'em] Janis: [checking out the booty also checking Fearghal won't embarrass her lmao] Jimmy: stop staring at me Jimmy: I can feel it Janis: but you 👌 Jimmy: am I okay or I look okay what are you chatting? Janis: 😂 Janis: you look it Janis: but I meant more than okay 'fore you get pouty Jimmy: how good did you mean Janis: got caught staring didn't I? Jimmy: 'bout the 🍺 that though Janis: 💉💉 need my fix Janis: you stupid, good thing you cute too Jimmy: should I have dropped 💊 in it Jimmy: soz Janis: 🤔 reckon you ain't meant to let the girl in on that, babe Jimmy: that's what I've been doing wrong Jimmy: tah babe Janis: keep it between you and the barman, like #ladsladslads Jimmy: 👍 Jimmy: he's giving me the eye too Jimmy: where you brought me, girl? Janis: 😂 you mean you aren't used to it, with your mass-appeal? Jimmy: I didn't say I weren't about it Jimmy: 👴💕 Janis: [is lowkey trying to not actually lol at the table] Jimmy: [brings the drinks over & kisses her on the cheek like she did to him earlier] Janis: [wipes it away like a child 'cos you know granddad be looking lmao] Janis: gimme gimme Jimmy was timed out 10 hours ago Jimmy joined the chat 10 hours ago Jimmy: [looks at as if to say 'bit rude' cos she wiped the kiss away but doesn't say anything actually] Jimmy: just don't down this one, like Janis: 👍 alright, dad Jimmy: piss off Jimmy: you told me not to let you get as drunk Janis: [footsie] Janis: you cute Jimmy: you Janis: when's your next interview then Jimmy: week away Janis: you'll get that one Jimmy: I gotta Janis: your da losing his shit yeah Janis: [touches his lip] Jimmy: [nods but then shrugs cos can't show how much you give a shit even though she knows how soft you are] Janis: ['prick' in reference to Ian obvs and dranks her drank letting him be quiet for a bit] Jimmy: [clinks his glass against hers cos he agrees & then likewise just having a little drink moment] Janis: and don't lie, you're missing making all those specific as fuck orders for all the basics Jimmy: busted Jimmy: you got me, girl Jimmy: 💔 bout the lack of frappes in my life right now me Janis: knew it Janis: can make me one if you like Janis: bit of roleplaying Jimmy: #truelove Janis: keeping the romance alive 'fore you really have to seek Mia out Janis: more chance of me drinking the shit we all see you, babe Jimmy: it'd be a way to get rid of her when I touch her & she crumbles to dust but Janis: know you're down to take that bullet for us all but no tah Janis: can't have her dying happy Jimmy: she'd only die happy if you took that honor for the team, babe Jimmy: 💕 Janis: [is loling so Indie can walk in like WHAT YOU LAUGHING BOUT] Jimmy: [& he's heart eyes cos she so cute when she's happy so Indie would also notice that like] Jimmy: [also we need to take a moment to appreciate how fucking good Indie would look cos would've come on a proper motorbike now she's old enough & has that same Janis style mood & is happy cos Drew not about & she's more grown etc so it'd be a mood & Jimmy would totally think she was fit] Janis: [after they've chatted for a bit 'cos don't outstay your welcome babe] Jimmy: [okay but imagine Jimmy actually chatting to Indie and Janis is like !!?? cos he's an antisocial sod who don't like nobody] Janis: ooh Janis: social 🦋 Janis: decided the tat for you Jimmy: what are you on about? Janis: you know Janis: so chatty Janis: can't take you anywhere 😏 Jimmy: she's your mate Jimmy: not gonna be a dickhead Janis: Suuuure Jimmy: [kicks her playfully cos she did footsie before] Jimmy: shut up Janis: see, don't wanna chat to me Janis: see myself out Janis: [kicks back also playful obvs] Jimmy: see yourself to the bar & get us more drinks Janis: such a charmer how could I refuse? Janis: [gets up] Janis: btw tho, can't ask her out or your breaking girl code, soz Jimmy: [blows her a kiss once she's up cos he's silly] Jimmy: I'm a lad, can do what I like 👌 Janis: [does fake daggers from the bar] Janis: nope Janis: she's basically my sister, not being grace about it Jimmy: It ain't my fault you've got loads of hot sisters Janis: 🖕 Janis: too bad you fucked up Janis: don't get to go for the set Jimmy: she can tell me I can't Jimmy: or that lad she's with could try Jimmy: maybe Janis: not gonna be a dickhead he says Janis: 🙄 Jimmy: to her Jimmy: you love it Janis: 😑 Janis: do I Jimmy: [gets up, walks over to her & kisses her cos yeah you do babe so excuse me granddad] Janis: [dies of 😳] Janis: you wanna be wearing this drink instead, like Jimmy: do you wanna get me out of these clothes Jimmy: 'cause you can just ask Jimmy: keep the 🍺 for drinking Janis: shut up Janis: god Jimmy: 👍 Janis: [back with the drinks] Janis: you're just Jimmy: [is just looking at her with an eyebrow raised like what? cos he ain't gonna reply cos she said shh & he's a nerd] Janis: you're testing me boy Janis: drink your drink Jimmy: [takes a sassy sip] Janis: Iggy said Bobby's welcome back any time, btw Jimmy: he'll be chuffed to bits Janis: think he had a good time, yeah? Jimmy: he ain't shut up about it Janis: awh Janis: takes after you Jimmy: piss off Jimmy: I'm doing my best horny mute impression right now for you Janis: had noticed Janis: just savouring the moment Janis: [hehehe lizard] Jimmy: go on Jimmy: [drinks] Janis: [lets it continue for a bit] Janis: k miss you now Jimmy: okay, do something about it Janis: [kisses 'cos happened now hasn't it] Jimmy: so you love me again Jimmy: now what? Janis: you love me again Janis: then maybe 🚬 'cos they're being annoying Jimmy: [kisses her again much to Indie's delight] Janis: [drags him outside which doesn't look suspect at all lol k] Janis: soz Janis: she's a lot Jimmy: Grace is a lot Jimmy: she's Jimmy: 😎 Janis: [😒] Jimmy: what's that face for? Jimmy: I'm saying don't worry about it Jimmy: it's alright Jimmy: she's alright, like Janis: you gonna light up or nah Jimmy: you gonna be nice or nah Jimmy: [but does] Janis: [does shh finger to lips and takes it] Jimmy: make your mind up, girl Jimmy: you wanted me to shut up, then nah, now you do again Jimmy: bit rude Janis: told you was keeping it fresh Janis: [holds 🚬 out] Jimmy: [let them pass it between them for a bit] Janis: maybe we'll go somewhere else Jimmy: she's getting to you that much Jimmy: we can stay out here, you know Janis: nah it's just Janis: it don't matter Jimmy: if it does matter Jimmy: you can say it to me Janis: you'll reckon it's stupid and I already know it is Jimmy: [puts his arms around her cos love while shaking his head] Janis: it's just Janis: people reckoning they know me all the time Janis: gets on my nerves Jimmy: but you said she's basically your sister, yeah Jimmy: don't she know you a bit Jimmy: ? Janis: what's that count for Janis: grace is my actual sister and she don't know me fuck all Jimmy: but Grace is a one off in the opposite way that you're a one off, babe Janis: [shakes her head] Janis: nah Jimmy: none of 'em know you then Jimmy: that's what you're saying Janis: yeah Janis: you think your dad knows you? Jimmy: I don't care Jimmy: I don't want him to know me Janis: exactly Jimmy: you wanna go? Janis: dunno Janis: just give me a sec Jimmy: alright Janis: you go in Jimmy: but Jimmy: you're coming back Janis: I'm not gonna just fuck off Jimmy: 👌 Jimmy: [goes in] Janis: [has moment outside Jimmy: [is playing pool with Indie cos she would've asked him when he's standing around like a spare part] Janis: [comes back in like she's unphased now even though obvs not an issue we're resolving today is it lads, makes herself busy and gets drinks and goes loo etc] Jimmy: come take my shot Jimmy: she's beating me Janis: 👌 Janis: [does so lowkey buzzin he's not forgotten about her like oh girl] Jimmy: keep it 🥇 babe Jimmy: it's your fault I'm 🥈 right now Jimmy: distracting me by walking in like that Janis: we can pretend that's what it was, babe Janis: show me up too if not 😉 Jimmy: I'm pretending nowt Jimmy: 😍😍😍 Jimmy: bit rude of you to look so fucking Janis: now who's being distracting Janis: tryna line up my shot here Janis: ['cos that is hot] Jimmy: falling on the sword ready for when you fuck it up Jimmy: #truelove Jimmy: 💕 Janis: you wish any girl here was making your efforts look better baby 💕 Jimmy: you wish I needed that Jimmy: 🏆💪 me Janis: 👑🍀 me Jimmy: prove it Janis: [duh] Jimmy: [is actually 😍😍😍 now cos looking hot & being impressive] Janis: [does bow 'cos nerd] Jimmy: [gestures that he wants her to take the next one as well cos loving it] Janis: know you gotta at least put my name on the 🏆 now too, right? Jimmy: you know that anyone can have 1 🍀 shot Jimmy: impress me first Janis: babe my 🍀y days were over when I met you, running on pure 💪 now Janis: [makes shot] Jimmy: [gives her a really hot kiss cos that says it all] Janis: you really like winning, yeah? Jimmy: I really like you Janis: feeling's mutual Janis: [kisses back 'cos soz fam deal] Jimmy: [takes & makes his shot easy cos feels great lbr] Janis: [does golf 👏 but actually like go baby] Jimmy: alright nerd Jimmy: calm it down Jimmy: [but is really happy obvs] Janis: make me, dork Jimmy: I don't wanna Jimmy: not when I can get you worked up instead Janis: okay, you aren't THAT good at pool, babe 😂 Jimmy: pool's nearly done with Jimmy: I ain't started with you yet though Janis: Jimmy Janis: [can't meet eyes 'cos distracted af help] Jimmy: Janis Jimmy: [cos we know what saying her name does] Janis: when Janis: where Jimmy: gimme a sec to beat your fake sister at pool Jimmy: but then Jimmy: anywhere Janis: if I really must Jimmy: think about where you're gonna take me Jimmy: have a plan Janis: okay Janis: kinda hard to think now but Jimmy: [finishes up the game but is giving her SO MANY sexy and lingering looks like damn] Jimmy: now Jimmy: where Janis: [outside somehwere idk does not matter as long as relatively secluded lol they've done worse] Janis: here Janis: here is fine Jimmy: here is perfect Janis: ['you'] Jimmy: [says it back how they do & then the most glorious of long kisses] Janis: sorr I was weird earlier Jimmy: you weren't Janis: bit Janis: but you didn't let me ruin it Jimmy: you're always a bit Jimmy: & I ain't ever letting you ruin nowt Jimmy: sorry if I was a massive dickhead Janis: you weren't Janis: seriously Janis: [more smooching] Jimmy: bit but Janis: i love it Jimmy: I love you Janis: that's never gonna not get me Jimmy: good Jimmy: I want it to feel like Jimmy: [hot & heavy make out session] Janis: good Janis: 'cos it feels exactly like Janis: [more] Jimmy: I just really want it to feel like Jimmy: [gets on his knees in the outdoors we all know why but boy HOW EXTRA like you just gonna do this here okay] Janis: fucking hell you're really gonna Janis: fuck Jimmy: [is gonna be that bitch & does] Janis: How does it feel better than the last time even I Jimmy: 'cause I want you even more than last time Jimmy: how do you Janis: this is all you, babe Janis: making me feel so Jimmy: you feel Jimmy: fuck Jimmy: you're just Janis: it's for you Janis: you've looked so good all evening it's so hard to stop myself Jimmy: don't stop Jimmy: I don't ever want you to Jimmy: [likewise doesn't stop what he's doing & is v dedicated rn] Janis: [you know it's getting loud] Janis: had to, remember I told you you couldn't fuck me in that pub Jimmy: 💔 that Jimmy: I've wanted to do this since you showed up by my house Janis: I can really fucking tell Jimmy: [goes harder just because] Janis: please don't stop Janis: ever Jimmy: [doesn't & actually keeps stepping it up cos there's the unspoken promise babe] Janis: [saying his name so much] Janis: don't care if people can hear Jimmy: [being loud his damn self cos hot] Janis: you like eating my pussy out, don't you? Janis: best boyfriend ever Jimmy: [says his yeahs & how much he does out loud cos honestly highkey about all of it] Janis: I wanna cum for you again Janis: lost track of how many times I've came for you today Jimmy: [does all his best moves to make her] Janis: baby? Jimmy: ? Janis: can I have a picture of you from this angle too? Janis: you look Jimmy: you don't need to ask Jimmy: take as many as you want Janis: [does 'cos damn] Jimmy: can you cum for me at least once more when I fuck you up against this wall until I cum inside you or are you gonna have to try & fake it? Janis: [the noise she makes] Janis: you know nothing about us is fake Janis: I want that so bad Janis: do it Jimmy: I want you so bad Jimmy: [does because doesn't even need to be told at this point] Janis: [puts hands flat on wall so her backs to him and her face is pressed against the bricks] Janis: hold my hands there so I can't stop Jimmy: [the noise he makes but obviously will] Janis: I really fucking love you Jimmy: I know Jimmy: & I Janis: I know Jimmy: [is just saying her name so much now oh how the tables have been flipped] Janis: I'm all yours, Jimmy, yours, fuck me right here Jimmy: [go off kids live your best life] Jimmy: keep being mine, okay Janis: I will, I am Janis: I mean it Janis: only you Jimmy: [is dying because who has ever been here for him this hard NOBODY BITCH] Janis: Oh God oh God, baby Jimmy: shit Jimmy: plan b was the best plan Janis: no chance of doing this in town Janis: or getting me to be so loud for you Jimmy: that's why I'd go anywhere with you Jimmy: this is Jimmy: you're Janis: I don't care where we are or what we're doing as long as you're there Janis: though obviously this is my favourite thing to do Jimmy: I'm gonna be there Jimmy: I have to Jimmy: I can't leave you Jimmy: won't fucking do it Janis: [turns her head to kiss him 'cos dead] Janis: I need you Jimmy: [kissing her back hardcore cos feelings bitch & also it just feels really epic so] Jimmy: I need you too Jimmy: I really fucking need you Janis: you've got me Janis: fill me up with your cum and see exactly how you've got me Jimmy: [amazing responses and sounds there 'cause damn, sorry anyone if you can hear any of this right now] Janis: You sound so hot, everyone must be so fucking jealous right now Jimmy: you do Jimmy: & they are Janis: I Janis: I can't get enough of you, ever Jimmy: baby I Jimmy: you're gonna make me Janis: [pushes back harder against his thrusts] Janis: I want it, baby Janis: I want your cum inside my pussy so bad Jimmy: say it Janis: [does, no pretending you didn't hear that passersby] Jimmy: [well that's the end of him 'cause how fucking goals do you wanna be good day] Janis: [turns 'round fully to give him a proper kiss] Jimmy: [hold him up girl he needs a moment after all that] Janis: [as soft as you can be standing against a wall in public] Jimmy: [stop 🚬 so much boy] Janis: [finds somewhere comfortable to sit him down and sit on his lap 'cos standard, arms around his neck and all the little kisses] Janis: you're the best Jimmy: you though Jimmy: I mean it Janis: I know Janis: I do too Jimmy: [snuggles & gentle kisses & hair loving upon for a bit cos soft mood] Janis: are you even real Janis: how do I get to Janis: with you Jimmy: well I ain't fake Jimmy: but I don't know Jimmy: we just Janis: just Janis: yeah Janis: [smiles] Jimmy: [takes a 📷 of her 'cause he can't even with how she looks right now or ever] Jimmy: look how beautiful you are Jimmy: bit rude to be honest Janis: you're just a very good photographer Janis: I think Jimmy: it's only 'cause I got a decent muse & subject Jimmy: look again Janis: [😳] Jimmy: [tells her how beautiful she is again, out loud this time with kisses in between each word like] Janis: you're making me weak for you again already Janis: give yourself the break, babe Jimmy: I don't want a break from you Jimmy: not again Janis: ['I promise'] Jimmy: [more soft kisses damn this boy gonna cry if he don't calm down] Janis: You're all for me, right? Jimmy: [nods & is 😍] Janis: Mine Janis: My baby Janis: [posessive smooching] Jimmy: I don't want anyone else Jimmy: you know Janis: you better not Janis: no one else can do what I can Jimmy: whatever any other girl is or has Jimmy: you are & do Jimmy: but more Jimmy: I knew that before I knew you Jimmy: it's why I noticed you Janis: [hiding in his chest 'cos overwhelmed] Jimmy: I wanted to see if it was real Jimmy: & it is Janis: [whispers 'I love you'] Jimmy: nobody sees this bit of you, do they Janis: [shakes her head] Jimmy: it keeps me together though Jimmy: which is weird 'cause it's the bit that's gentle & whispers & 😳 but Jimmy: I don't know, it's the strongest bit maybe Jimmy: I forgot I had it Janis: me too Janis: if you'd have asked me, I'd have thought I'd have hated you for it Janis: making me remember Janis: but I don't, I just love you so much Jimmy: I get it Jimmy: I didn't want it Jimmy: sometimes I still don't want it in there Janis: yeah Janis: it's Janis: hard Janis: especially with other people around Jimmy: it just really fucking hurts being Jimmy: sometimes Jimmy: knowing things & not knowing things Janis: yeah Janis: having no way of asking Jimmy: can we even still get what we want if there's no Jimmy: it feels like only pieces of things Jimmy: maybe Jimmy: but then you're here & everything Jimmy: so I don't know Jimmy: was I just looking in the wrong fucking place or Janis: I don't know either Janis: but this Janis: us Janis: feels better than nothing Janis: that I do know Jimmy: yeah Jimmy: me too Janis: so can it be enough Janis: for now Jimmy: tell me we can get away from here Jimmy: all this shit Jimmy: & that's enough for ever Janis: we will Janis: we have to Jimmy: this right now Jimmy: that's more of an escape than I reckoned I'd get Jimmy: til 18 anyway Janis: I never did it properly Janis: leaving Janis: but now Janis: I do with you Janis: you're escape Jimmy: whatever else happens, I'll always give you that, alright Janis: alright Jimmy: there's so much I don't know how to say Jimmy: or if I should Jimmy: about before Janis: same so Janis: only if and when we want to Janis: not 'cos we have to or 'cos someone else says it or Janis: our rules Jimmy: [agrees out loud] Jimmy: Ian's a fucking bellend but he has a point about trying to move the fuck on, I suppose Jimmy: I don't want that shit to define me, I never asked for that Jimmy: for them to do it to me & make it all anyone knows about me Jimmy: I don't know Jimmy: I'm just Jimmy: It's like you said earlier about people reckoning they know you Jimmy: thinking about that Janis: That's like Janis: exactly what I meant Janis: you know ME better for not knowing that shit Janis: it just ruins everything Jimmy: I'm happy I know you Jimmy: give a shit about that bollocks Jimmy: getting in the way Janis: then that's all that matters Janis: yeah? Jimmy: yeah Jimmy: it don't even matter that we're too sober for chatting like this Janis: I wont tell if you don't Jimmy: who would I? the 🐶 Janis: maybe Janis: she will bite your face off if you try and brag about what we just did though Jimmy: maybe she'd like me if I told her your secrets though the gossipy bitch Janis: 😱 turn her against me Jimmy: can I brag to Pete about my part of what we just did though? Jimmy: I really miss my man Janis: awh 💔 Janis: 'course Jimmy: I'll leave your name out Jimmy: Juliet who Janis: you would you sneaky bitch Janis: want all the glory Jimmy: 🥇🥇🥇🥇🥇 Janis: race you to CG to 💪 Jimmy: he don't live there, babe Jimmy: only the baby I abandoned in the back Jimmy: check his feed find out where he really is Janis: yes he does Janis: like teachers Jimmy: don't remind me of school Jimmy: i'm just gonna fuck you all day, alright Janis: please Janis: or I'll have to leave at lunch time Janis: not doing double maths Jimmy: soz if you get sore but less painful than the headache of sitting there learning that shit Janis: 🤤 I don't mind Janis: do what you gotta do Jimmy: don't say that & look at me like that Jimmy: fuck Janis: you know I mean it Jimmy: stop Jimmy: I'll 💀💀💀 Janis: don't worry Janis: save it for Monday Janis: day of rest tomorrow 😴 Jimmy: at mine or yours? Janis: where do you wanna be Janis: I mean, lesser of two evils, doesn't really matter to me so Jimmy: do you need 🐶💕 more or less than you need Ian knocking about? Janis: less than I want him knocking you about, obvs Janis: I should probably keep my distance for a bit Jimmy: we'll stay at yours then Janis: if you wanna be back a decent time I can wake you Janis: should go for a run anyways Jimmy: I don't wanna Jimmy: but Janis: surely he has sundays off anyway, right Jimmy: the only time basically Janis: not like you need bonding time Janis: so maybe Janis: stay Jimmy: 👍 Jimmy: you gonna make me go for a run with you if I do Janis: you think you can keep up? Janis: cute 😉 Jimmy: girl come on 💪🏆 Janis: okay then Janis: I am gonna make you Jimmy: challenge accepted, babe Janis: definitely an early night for you then, boy Jimmy: you better mean sleeping Jimmy: trying to tire me out before the run Jimmy: bit sneaky Janis: 😇 Janis: sleep on the sofa if you're that concerned Jimmy: no Janis: didn't think so Jimmy: mentally trying to psyche me out too, I get it Jimmy: but I'll sleep better with you Jimmy: so if you're gonna train me you gotta let me Janis: [so cute dies] Janis: okay Janis: see the logic Jimmy: 👍 Janis: do you wanna keep going though or go home or what forreal Jimmy: do you? Janis: you can't 'do you' when I gave you options Jimmy: why Jimmy: you know what I'm on about Janis: 'cos I wanna know what you wanna do Janis: why I asked you first Jimmy: calm down Jimmy: what time are you waking me up? Janis: not that early Janis: 6 Janis: maybe 7 Jimmy: let's go back in for a bit then Janis: 👍

[ally-the-turtle]

Yato X Reader: All because of her

Warning: ANGST ;; A/N: In this story, you'll be in your early twenties since Yato looks like he's that age in appearance.

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Hiyori.

Hiyori.

Hiyori.

Hiyori!

It was always about that girl, the one you oh-so-wished was gone. Hiyori this, Hiyori that; everyone was treating this bitch like she was some kind of saint. And you? What were you to them? You knew these gods longer than she did. You knew Tenjin-sama, Kofuku-sama, Bishamon-sama, Yukine-kun and...

Yato.

Oh you fell hard for that bastard. Too bad he doesn't reciprocate, or at least it seems like it. He obviously has a crush on her: a half phantom school girl by the name of Hiyori Iki. You? You were a normal woman in her early twenties in a university, studying on becoming a designer. You loved making clothes, it was just so fun. You would even make a few things for the gods you were familiar with. You made a new jacket for Yukine for example, which he wears everyday. You actually made fingerless gloves for Yato so that his hands don't get hurt while he's battling against phantoms but you haven't given it to him yet, instead you hid it in Kofuku's shrine with a confession letter. You admired the two. Watching them fight together as one against those wretched phantoms.

Though of course Hiyori had to join in. She was a big fan of this professional wrester and so of course she knew his moves and how to preform them against her enemies. You? Nothing lol. You were completely useless. (A/N: NO YOU'RE NOT OKAY?! YOU'RE AMAZING AND EVERYONE LOVES YOU ;;) Hiyori participated in almost every fight, she would always be the one to get kidnapped and be saved by Yato, who desperately wanted to have her safe and sound. You were always lurking in the shadows, watching them, spectating. Tenjin wanted Yato to cut his ties with her, for her to have a normal and happy life. Yato did agree to it since he made a good point, however...

Hiyori refused and said that she wanted to stay with Yato longer.

You snapped after hearing that phrase, so much that you snuck out of Tenjin's temple and stomped your way to your apartment. YOU knew Yato for WAY longer that HER. So why does he love HER and not YOU?! You knew him for two years and you've grown to love this precious young man...

And now he was being taken away from you.

He used to accompany you to your university, he used to eat with you, he used to guard you like you were his special girl, he used to teach you a few moves to defend yourself in case you got in trouble and he was late, he used to tell jokes and make you laugh.

It meant nothing to him.

He didn't visit you at your apartment, he didn't accompany you, he didn't protect you. It was all just a waist, none of it meant to him! It broke your heart... You were absolutely miserable. You spent nights crying yourself to sleep and banging the wall screaming and yelling. Then the next morning, you acted like nothing happened; you lied to your god friends about your wounded hands, saying that you started to take self-defence class, you pretended to tease Yato and Hiyori even though deep inside you wanted to slaughter them. Just a few weeks ago, you and Hiyori made a mini shrine for Yato together yet she got all of the credit and not you even though it was your design.

Today was one of those days when you'd spot a phantom trying to corrupt you. It started with small ones, then overtime they grew bigger. It was 8pm, you got out of your university since you did a club activity and walked to the bus station. You waited for the bus while listening to your music to calm your nerves. However your moment of piece was interrupted as you started hearing dark voices, even through your earphones.

"Heart...broken" It said.

"It... h-hurts..."

"He will n-n-n-never l-l-lo-o-ove you..."

"It a-all meant... nothi-i-ing..."

"Kill her..."

"Shut up." You said as you took out your earphones and looked at the phantom right next to you; it looked like a big blob of darkness with eyes everywhere.

"Love... He doesn't love...you. We love you..."

"Tch." You clicked your tongue, you weren't afraid of them. Your hatred against Hiyori turned into a colder person. "I'm not afraid of you." You growled.

"Smells... nice!" It said before charging towards you. You ran away at full speed away from the phantom, dodging it's attacks. However another phantom came up in front of you, blocking your way. You ran to your left in an alley but once again a phantom showed up, you turned around but you were blocked. Your eyes widened.

"Pain... We will...love you..."

"Urusai!" You yelled and jumped on top of one of the phantoms to boost yourself up until you could reach the ledge of the roof. You began to run across the rooftops, occasionally tripping and hurting yourself but you still kept going. You took out your phone and dialed Yato's phone number, however you were interrupted as a phantom grabbed your leg and lifted you up in the air and then throwing you to the ground, causing an insane amount of pain shooting up your body. You looked up to the the two phantoms jumping down and facing your weak and aching body. You were thrown from an 8 meter tall building and landed on your shoulder which was now dislocated. You cried in pain and agony as your body hurt and you knew your life was about to end...  

All because of her.

"Sekki!"

You heart stopped as you saw the phantoms being slayed until they exploded. A figure landed next to you and another one right after to which you recognized as Yato and Yukine.

"Y/N! Oh my god how hurt are you?!" Yato asked, trying to lift you up but the pain cause you to push him away and shaking your head no. "What's wrong?"

"She's really badly hurt dumbass! Just you touching her hurts her!" Yukine scolded Yato.

"Well how else am I supposed to bring her to the hospital?!" Yato yelled back.

"Well-!"

"Don't." You managed to say, making them look at you confused. "Leave me... L-Leave me to die here..." You said as tears ran down your cheeks.

"Eh?? Why would you say that Y/N?? What ha-" Yato was about to say but you were somehow able to pull him down by his scarf and making him look at your eyes filled with both pain and pure anger.

"You..." You started, your voice shaking.

"M-Me?"

"You... You're what happened..."

"E-Eh...?" Both Yukine and Yato said.

"You... and Hiyori... You both make me sick..." You cursed.

"What...?"

"Of course you never noticed... Behind that fake smile of mine, you weren't able to see... in how much p-pain I'm in... Seeing you and Hiyori laugh together, fight alongside each other... and the others teasin you two, making you both blush... hehe... oh how I wanted to kill her... Slaughter her until she couldn't breath... I've known you longer than she has and yet we act like we just met... Some god you are..." You explained with your tears pouring out of your eyes.  Your body had gone completely numb and you couldn't move.

"Y-Y/N..." Yato said with pain in his eyes.

"Why would you say that...? Y/N, are you jealous?" Yukine asked and that's when you burst out in laughter. "Y-Y/N..."

"Took you a while!! Hahaha!! It was about time you figured it out genius!!" You shouted and continued laughing like a psychopath. "I LOVE YOU YATO!! HAHAHAHA! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH IT KILLS ME EVERYDAY!" You admitted while laughing so hard you heard someone yell back, asking if you were okay. You let go of Yato and watched a grown man looked down on you.

"Oh my god...! I'm calling the ambulance!" He said as he dialed the ambulance's phone number. Your laughing eventually died down into crying.

Yato and Yukine looked at you in pure shock and with broken hearts. Yato then turned around and started walking the other way with his head down.

"O-Oi Yato!" Yukine said as he caught up with his master.

"Yeah that's right! Walk away! Turn your back on me like you did ever since you met that biatch!! WALK AWAY FROM THE SINS YOU HAVE COMMITTED GOD OF CALAMITY YATO!!" You yelled at him as the ambulance arrived and put you to sleep.

Back in Kofuku's shrine, in the living room where everyone gathered around the small table...

"Eeeeehhh?! Y/N really said that?!" Hiyori and Kofuku gasped.

"...It was about time she snapped..." Daikoku said, earning shocked looks from everyone.

"You knew...?" Yato asked and he nodded.

"I sensed something was up with her... the poor girl was going insane." He admitted.

"For how long... did she endure those feelings...?" Yukine asked.

"About a year now." He sighed.

"How could I have been so blind...?" Yato mumbled, clenching his fists.

"Yato..." Hiyori said and as she was about to touch his fist but he moved away.

"Gomen Hiyori... I need time to process everything." Yato said as he left the room and went upstairs into the room where Yukine usually studies. He looks outside the window with a heavy heart. Now that he thought about it, you did seem off. He couldn't see it because he was so obsessed about making sure Hiyori remembered him... A ran his hand through his dark hair and he noticed a box under the bed. He walked up to the bed and took out the box, opening it to see what was inside. His eyes widened at what he saw...

It was a pair of dark blue fingerless gloves with Yato's name on them. Next to it was a F/C letter to which he opened and read:

Dear Yato,

Hi Yato~ I hope you like these gloves I made for you! I figured your hands would get sore when fighting against phantoms with Yukine so I made these for you, I hope you like them. You and Yukine are so awesome~! I love watching you two fight against those ugly phantoms :)

Also... I want to tell you something very important that I'm having a hard time telling you orally... I love you Yato! Ever since I met you and got to know you, I couldn't help but fall for you. You always make me laugh and smile even in my dark days, you make me feel happy and warm inside and I'm so glad I met you! You're brave, kind and fun, not to mention really hot...! You changed my life and I thank you for being there for me when I needed you the most. You mean a lot to me Yato... I don't want to lose you... Even though I already did lose you to Hiyori... You could say that I've gotten pretty jealous over your relationship with her... I want to be in her place and be able to be by your side and to see you protect me with you life. I don't want to be mean but what does she have that I don't? Yeah sure she can fight and be a badass but she's still a human and no different from me!

Well none of this matters anyway... You for sure don't reciprocate my feelings for you and I'm okay with that... It'll take me time to get over you 'cause you're just so amazing but I want you to be happy... Even so, please promise me you'll wear these gloves? I worked so hard on making them for you despite knowing you don't feel the same way.

Thanks and I hope you won't hate me for making things awkward between us.

Love, Y/N

Tears prickled Yato's gorgeous blue eyes as he read your confession letter. No one has said such nice words about him before so this letter got him so emotional. Someone, a human being, loves him, a god of calamity. He put on the gloves and jumped out the window, running towards the Iki hospital just as the others came into the room.

"Eh?! Yato?!" Hiyori gasped and was about to follow him until Yukine grabbed her wrist.

"Matte! I think it's better for him to go on his own!" He said.

"But she's one of my best friend! I need to apologize for being so stupid and completely dense about her feelings for Yato!" Hiyori protested.

"You'll get your chances after Yato and Y/N settle things." Daikoku said.

"He's right Hiyorin~ Leave Yatty and Y/N-chan alone for a while~" Kofuku added and Hiyori nodded, hoping for you and Yato to be okay.

In the Iki hospital...

Yato somehow managed to get inside your room without any trouble and looked at your sleeping figure. You looked at peace, something he hadn't seen in a while. He sat at the edge of the hospital bed and continued to stare at you.

"Y/N... I'm so sorry I never realized how much pain you were in and about your feelings for me... I was stupid and dense, I should've payed more attention. The truth is, I would never see Hiyori as a love interest, she's more a precious friend, hell she's the second human to actually know about my existence so I got pretty attached to her. The reason why I never worried about you forgetting me is because... I know you'd never forget me. You're so faithful and loyal that no matter who takes away your memories of me, you'll never forget me. I... I-I'm in your heart, and you're in m-mine." He admitted while caressing your cheek. "I trust you completely, so much that I let myself forget that you're someone really important me and that I should've stayed with you and be there for you... I'm sorry Y/N, I hope you can forgive me." He kissed your forehead and then left.

~~~~~~~~~~Timeskip (brought to you by Yato's blue eyes)~~~~~~~~~~

It's been a week since the attack and you still haven't woken up, making Yato and the other gods worry. Yato was the most worried of them all, he visited you everyday and talked to you even though you were unconscious, telling you how he felt and such.

"Has she woken up yet?" Tenjin asked Yato who has standing in front of him in his shrine.

"No..." Yato answered sadly.

"I keep telling you Yato, you keep dragging innocent human people into the Far Shore and so they end up getting hurt." Tenjin sighed.

"I know... But I won't let her go." Yato said with tightened fists.

"And why is that, Lord Yato?"

"I love her, that's why. She was the first human to ever be so kind to me and support me. I don't want to lose her" He answered while looking dead in Tenjin's eyes to which he got the message.

Tenjin sighed once again. "Do whatever you want. Just know you're responsible for whatever happens to her."

Yato nodded and went back to the hospital to greet you. He got inside without any trouble and entered your room, though he was caught off-guard as he saw you awake and looking out the window, sitting up tight. You noticed him and you avoided eye contact. Yato ran up to you hugged you gently to which you eventually returned. You missed him greatly and you felt at peace since it was just the two of you. You two hugged each other for a good ten minutes before you let go of each other, Yato's hand still resting on your waist.

"Yato..." You whispered.

"Y/N..." He whispered back. "I-" He was about to say put you placed a finger on his soft lips.

"I heard everything." You admitted with a tint of blush on your cheeks.

"Y-You did?" Yato asked, blushing and you nodded.

"I'm sorry for over-reacting."

"It's not your fault Y/N! This is entirely on me! I shouldn't have forgotten about your importance to me just because I met another human who cares for me. I should've been there for you...!" He said. "Forgive me Y/N... I got caught up with the feeling of having another human cherish me and let you suffer."

You put your hand on his cheek and gently caressed it, he leaned his face on your hand and kissed it affectionately. "Yato... I just want to be with you forever... I love you...!"

Yato leaned in closer to your face until your noses touched and your lips brushed against each other. "I never realized it until now... Forgive me for taking so long." He finished before your lips finally met his soft ones.

The kiss was full of passion and love, it made you feel so relieved and so fresh; no more anger, no more sadness, no more pain, just pure love. Love was poured into the sweet kiss you two where sharing together. You felt it all. You felt how sorry Yato was and how much he loved you. You wrap your arms around his neck and pulled him closer to you to deepen the kiss. Tears fell down on your cheeks as you felt happy once again, happy to be with Yato. Yato's gloved hand rested on your cheek and wiped the tears away. You two broke away from the sweet kiss and rested on each other's foreheads, looking deep in each other's eyes.

"I love you too, Y/N. I always have, even when I didn't realize it." He said with a soft smile.

"I'm... so happy..." You said and cracked a real and genuine smile as even more tears streamed down your face. Yato hugged you and ran his finger through your H/C hair.

"Finally, a genuine smile." He sighed in relief and held you close. "I'm never letting you go again, I promise you."

"Okay." You hiccuped with a nod. "I love you...! I love you I love you...! So much Yato...!" You continued while crying with tears of joy.

~~~~~~~~~~Timeskip brought to you by Yato's fluffy fluff scarf~~~~~~~~~~

After a month of recovery in the hospital, you finally got out, however you had to be on a wheelchair temporarily so that your legs could properly heal in their own time. Hiyori visited you and apologized for being a 'bad friend' and for being foolish, she promised she'll be more respectful of your and Yato's official relationship and take a step back if things went too far. Yato, Yukine and Hiyori accompanied you out of the hospital in your temporary wheelchair who Yato was pushing.

"So how long until you can stand up?" Yukine asked.

"A month." You sighed. "What a shame."

"You got hurt pretty bad Y/N, I'm so glad you made it out okay!" Hiyori beamed.

"My Y/N was never weak~ She's so strong!" Yato added which made you blush.

"Well... I wouldn't call myself weak either~" You said in a cheeky tone.

"I mean, you were able to stand up against so many phantoms for so long! How did you even do that?" Yukine asked.

"Hehe, I'm not too sure myself but I guess it's because of my friends in uni, they really helped me out during those times~" You answered. "Anyway let's stop talking about the past! Everything's okay now, I'm recovering perfectly fine and the grudge is gone. We can move on and be happy all together, as friends, as a family."

Your speech made the three cry. "O-Oi! What's wrong with you guys?!" You asked.

"That was a beautiful speech Y/N waaaaahh!!" Hiyori bawled.

"You've changed a lot waaaaaaahhh!!" Yukine weeped.

"That's my Y/N waaaaaaahh!!" Yato sobbed.

"I-I meant what I said!" You blushed and then Yato stopped pushing your wheelchair to walk in front of you and crouch down to your level, lifting your chin with his thumb and index finger to meet his beautiful blue eyes that you would always get lost in.

"And we will be happy, thanks to you. If you kept hiding those feelings, then we wouldn't be happy together." He said before kissing you on your lips as Yukine looked in disgust and Hiyori took a bunch of pictures.  

To think that you were finally be able to happy with Yato again is

All because of her.

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5Nights AU character masterpost

Since I do have FNAF AU in webcomic form, I should talk more about some of the characters in it. The blog of the comic does have a character-page but I kept the descriptions short, ‘cause first I didn't want to spoil elements of the story. But since the progress of the comic itself is so slow right now (I'm really busy with uni and other work, or inspired to do something else), here's some random facts and backstories etc. of some characters that appear in the comic and/or AU.

Comic can be read HERE! Warning: A LOT of text under readmore!

5Nights-band Obviously the comic revolves around the band of four, so they have the longest descriptions too.

Freddy Fazbear Band's main vocalist. Study major: law.

Based on original Freddy from FNAF1 and slightly on Withered from FNAF2

Freddy is kind-hearted, really socially awkward, anxious and shy. He tends to stutter a lot and prefers to stay silent in group situations.

He can be clumsy, has really low self esteem and tends to think pessimistically.

He doesn't like to open up and talk about himself a lot, and doesn't like to draw attention to himself. 

He is really humble, dutiful and submissive, and gets easily flustered. He is pretty bad at handling stress.

He was raised in the type of household where good grades and getting a high earning and honourable job was everything. There was no space for creativity or even himself and what he actually wanted from life.

Because of this he never learned to form friendships and socialize, since all of his time went to studying.

Also because of this he is quite smart.

He is an only child who didn't have emotionally caring parents. His father was never around since he was working all the time and his mother was mentally abusive.

He has been interested in singing since very young age, but his mother denied him going further with the talent, even as hobby. He practiced singing in secret by himself whenever he happened to be home alone. He borrowed singing and music theory books from library and hid them under his mattress.

He wants to learn new things, even with friendships and living for himself.

The only reasons he decided to study law was that it was a good enough degree to please his mother with, but he also just felt that there is not enough justice in the world.

He is pansexual, even for a long time he was unsure of it all. But he dreams of love and being in a romantic relationship with someone someday.

He loves to drink tea a lot. He is not picky with tastes but his favourite is earl grey.

He likes swimming.

His full first name is actually Frederick, but he prefers and goes with Freddy. The only one who calls him by his full name is his mother.

Most of the time he wears really clean and formal clothes, but in his free time he likes sweaters.

He was childhood friends with Chica when they were at the same elementary school until her family moved to another town. After that he didn't have any friends for a long time.

During his time in the band it slowly becomes a second family to him, since he didn't have a caring family. He also forms a strong connection and friendship with Bonnie. He admires Bonnie's positive attitude and appreciates the attention and care he receives from him.

Bonnie Bunny Band's guitarist and founder. Study major: music.

Based on the original Bonnie from FNAF1 and slightly on Withered from FNAF2

Bonnie has an optimistic, laid back and eager personality. He has a strong happy go lucky attitude and is ready to just run straight into new exciting things.

This leads to him having poor skills on planning things properly before acting. The same goes for speaking, he might accidentally say something that either offends or angers others.

He tends to form heated arguments with people he thinks are being idiots. Which usually results in him getting into fights and even physically hurt, which mostly explains the plasters he wears all over his body.

Even as a band founder and leader, he tends to forget to take others’ opinions and situations into consideration and only focuses on what is best for the band itself.

He tends to be lazy and disinterested towards subjects that he doesn't find interesting.

He was musically skilled since a young age and loves playing and making music still. His main instrument is guitar but he can also play keyboard and bass and knows the basics on drums.

He has five older brothers and when his mom was pregnant with him, she was wishing for a baby girl and decided the name already. But when people ask him why he has a girl’s name he always answers with: "Because I'm fabulous and you're not".

Bonnie's mom disappeared when he was 7 years old. She was lost for years before it was believed she was one of the victims of serial killer who got a life sentence for at least 30 murders. Even though Bonnie doesn't show it or talk about the subject a lot, the loss of his mom is affecting him still.

He is open minded and accepts others as they are.

He is homosexual. And proud of it.

He smokes really rarely, mostly when under huge pressure or stress.

Bonnie has been friends with Foxy and Chica (after she moved to the same town) since the end of elementary school. They were pretty much their own trio who grew up together and supported each other through all hardships.

He grew interested in Freddy from the very first moment they met and wanted to learn to understand him and help him get over his social anxiety. When Bonnie forms a crush towards Freddy, he unconsciously starts call him "buddy".

Chica Chicken Band's bassist, keyboardist and backing vocalist. Study major: culinary arts.

Based on the original Chica from FNAF1 and slightly on Withered from FNAF2

Chica is cheery, friendly and sociable. She is hardworking, organized, realistic and has skills in multitasking. But she is also short tempered and can be heated when annoyed or under pressure.

She tends to judge people by how they do things and handle jobs. Sometimes she has bad habbit of thinking the way she does things is correct and only right way.

She does want to help and support others, even sometimes it comes out pretty aggressive and even pushy.

She has two mothers and little sister.

When she was child, she wanted to have many occupations. Sailor, truck driver, fireman, rock star, pizza delivery driver, waitress... Until she finally ended up with cook. She especially likes cooking desserts.

She went to have piano lessons at young age and also enjoyed singing, but with older age she considered them more as hobbies. Bonnie teaches her to play bass.

She was really tomboyish at young age but other boys didn't want to play with her that much. She got to be friends with Freddy first since he was timid and shy and she managed to gain his trusth before her family moved to other town.

She gets along better with males and believes that males and females can be only friends too.

She got stained reputation and bad rumors going on about her after she got into a fight with other girl in previous chefcourse and threw hot saucepan at her in rage. After the incident she got kicked out of the said school and luckily got in to continue studies at Purple Hill College. She doesn't like to talk about the incident and tries to sweep it under a rug, like it never happened.

Even it is hard for her to learn from her mistakes because of her bad habbit, she tries her best to be more openminded and learn to admit when she does wrong.

At senior high school age, she formed crush towards Foxy, who she has seen as best friend for long time. When it turns out that Foxy is asexual, they accept each other's feelings, but do end up dating later. Their relationship is based on platonic caring and love, since she wants Foxy to feel comfortable around her.

She has poor sense of humor (based on memes) and doesn't like to admit it.

Foxy Pirate Band's drummer. Study major: security service.

Based on original Foxy from FNAF1 and slighty to Withered from FNAF2

Foxy is silent, calm and grumpy. He has naturally withdrawn aura around him which makes  him seem scary and difficult to approach for many.

Even thou he is introverted, he's not completely antisocial and appreciates close friends around him.

He's build to be athletic and agile.

He stayes silent most of the time, but is not afraid to say what he thinks.

He talks with pirate dialect.

Foxy's parents/family are mystery. When he was just an baby he was found wrapped in the scarf (he now wears the same scarf on his waist) and brought to orphanage. Even at that state his right eye was half-blind.

At young age he lost vision completely on that eye and it turned to look like cloudy pearl. He was given an eyepatch so other children would not stare at him.

He read a lot pirate themed books as a child and grew so interested of them that he believed (and still does) that his parents were pirates and that's why he's orphan. He enjoyes reading books still.

Because of orphanage life being chaotic as growing up, he grew to be really rebelious and reckless of anything around him. He would always get himself in trouble and with time he didn't even want anyone to adopt him.

At the end of elementary school age he was let to study in normal school with other children where he met Bonnie and Chica. It toke them long time to gain Foxy's trust.

At junior high school age he got in really bad fight where he damaged his right hand so badly, it had to be amputated. Amputation was done by old man he knew, who also by his own request inserted hook to replace his missing hand. After this incident, he started to calm down and regret rebelious scene of his teenage years. He started to get closer with Bonnie and Chica and they became family to him.

At senior high school he was pulled into another fight without his own will and as self defence, he bit one boy in the head. This especially gave him reputation of scary person and everyone started calling him "The Biter". He regrets his mistakes and wants to prove to everyone that he can be good person.

He went to study to become security guard especially to protect others.

He is asexual, but feels platonic love for Chica and is in relationship with her. When they started dating, Chica's family welcomed him with open arms and became second family to him.

Next to pirate stories he likes to read ghost stories as well. He's interested of spiritual and paranormal things.

He likes to drink alcohol, especially beer and rum.

Funtime Circus-dancegroup This group has really minor role in the comic, but they are still part of my AU and have their own characteristics and stories, so here goes...

Charlie, stagename Circus Baby Based on Baby from Sister Location

Charlie is kind and empathic girl, who tries her best to form emotional connection with everyone to understand them. She can be energetic and impulsive with her decisions which doesn't always work out in certain situations.

She is the founder and leader of Funtime Circus-group.

She can't stand certain old timed norms and wants to break stereotypes.

She doesn't have good sense of humor and takes sometimes things too seriously.

She still described herself as silly and funny for long time since her dreamjob was circus clown.

Around high school age she finally got summer job at circus, but not as a clown. She was selling ice creams and was disappointed. Until one day she noticed sad little girl and tried to cheer her up with free ice cream and silly dancing. Girl didn't find her funny but her dancing pretty.

First realization hits Charlie, how she is not funny and can't even force herself to be, but she could make people smile with other ways and form emotional connections through music. So she goes to study at Purple Hill College to become professional singer and dancer.

She and Michelle (Ballora) end up in same class and become friends. And when Charlie gets an idea to start dancegroup, they are only members in it at the beginning.

Charlie's strongest point is her skill of empathy. She can relate to other people's pain, even she might not have never experienced kind of pain personally. She easily cries for others when they can't cry themselves.

By starting and keeping up Funtime Circus, she forms strong bonds and friendships with all the other members. She wants to support and help all three of them through their personal problems.

She first feels bad of having crush towards Tim (Funtime Freddy) due to his childlike and innocent personality, not knowing that he has feelings for her too.

Tim and Bon-Bon Based on Funtime Freddy and Bon-Bon from Sister Location

Tim has really visibly two sides on his personality: he can be cheerful and excited, but also timid and stressed. His mood really depends on situation.

When he feels comfortable and safe with the ongoing situation and the people around him, he gets easily excited and can even be loud. He has a lot of childlike energy build into him.

He can be easily offended if someone says something negative about him, Bon-Bon, or his friends and remembers the insults even after years. He can easily burst into tears too.

He suffers of mental condition where he needs comfort object. Bon-Bon is handpuppet based on his childhood imaginary friend and provides him mental comfort and support. He is aware that Bon-Bon is not alive, but he still talks to and cares for it, since the doll was with him all through his childhood.

Tim loves singing and always dreamed of being a professional singer, even with his timidness.

He likes coloring books, sticker collecting and making small clothes for Bon-Bon.

He mostly wears a lot of cute and pastel colored clothes (light-purple is his favorite), which leads into him getting a lot of comments of being gay or crossdresser, even he's neither of those.

Because of his childlike innocence, he is mentally funerable and fragile, but he does understand certain mature matters.

Tim wasen't even student in college when he ended up in Funtime Circus. He joined the group after seeing the flyers Charlie had put around city, looking for members. At audition Charlie was really captivated by his singing and wanted him to the group right away.

He has deeper feelings for Charlie. He just doesn't know how to show them.

Michelle, stagename Ballora Based on Ballora from Sister Location

Michelle is athletic, serene and mature. She is hardworking, is open for criticism and not afraid to criticize others as well, which might make her seem sardonic for some.

She is aspiring ballerina dancer and has gone through really hard and unfair practice, which might explain her cold side. She went to study in college to get away from toxic dance study enviroment.

She is half blind, which make her eyes look cloudy and stare into nothing. She kept getting mean comments saying how "her creepy eyes are ruining her otherwise pretty and talented dancing" which all made her insecure about her eyes.

For years she learned to dance and do pretty much everything else eyes closed, just so nobody would have reason to judge her because of her eyes' unnatural look.

She mostly listens to classical music and for ages didn't want to admit liking pop-music as well.

She is passionate about dancing, but is also interested of singing and enjoyes other form of arts as a consumer.

She is the voice of reason and guidance for Charlie while she is the group leader and not as organized as Michelle. When they become closer friends, their relationship is a lot sibling-like, Michelle being like a big sister for Charlie.

She secretly collects music boxes.

Even with her mature nature, she has good sence of humor and pokes fun of her own weaknesses as well.

Maddy Based on Funtime Foxy from Sister Location

Maddy is pretty quiet, calm but hesitantly happy personality. She has a lot of trust issues and doesn't open up to people easily, while hiding her problems with smile.

She is really passionate about pop-music and idolscene and so is interested in such kind of fashion and culture.

She sometimes suffers of insomnia, but again, doesn't make it seem like big issue.

She is a distant cousin of Mangle.

Most of her trust issues come from really toxic relationship she was in with one human guy. Her boyfriend was manipulative, overprotective and controlling over her and was just really bad for her mental health. She still for longest time didn't break up with him due to his manipulating.

She gets easily hesitant in problematic situations and could easily give up, if someone wasen't there reminding her to not get too deep into despair.

She hides and bottles up a lot of bitterness and sadness inside her and it mostly shows through as her trust issues.

Because of the unhealty relationship and traumas caused by the abusive boyfriend, she especially didn't easily trust humans, but when she half-accidentally joins Funtime Circus (she's not studying at the college either and found about the band from flyers), she slowly forms strong friendships with Charlie and Michelle, despite them being humans.

Funtime Circus becomes new family for her and eventually with all their help, she leaves her boyfriend, to be happy person she actually is.

She has habbit of talking and singing to herself when she's alone.

Other characters

Mangle Cover and concept artist for 5Nights-band. Study major: art.

Based on Mangle from FNAF2

Mangle is timid, shy and bashful. She is afraid to say her thoughts out loud and reach out to people, even she wants to make new friends.

She has been heavily bullied since elementary school because of her interest for drawing and art, which has made her really timid and sensitive.

Most scarring experience to her was when some group of kids cutted and harmed both of her hands. This left visible deep scars on the skin (especially drawing hand) and she wears gloves all the time to cover them.

She likes to wear dresses in cute pastel colors.

Her favorite way to create art is drawing, she isn't really into painting or scuplturing. Sometimes she likes to write stories and poetry too.

She really enjoys cartoons, comics and music. She tends to fangirl over things and get excited of other people and what they're doing.

She is first fan of 5Nights and wants to support their music. When they get to know her, she agrees to design posters, flyers, website and other things for the band.

At some point she forms crush towards Foxy, until she finds out that he's with Chica.

When she is actually befriended and her trust gained, she is really sweet, friendly and kind caring friend.

Marianne Student Council's vice chairman. Sudy major: social service.

Based on Marionette/Puppet from FNAF2

Marianne is mysterious, friendly and supportive. They are really responsible, caring and understanding for anyone, no matter who they are. They are also patient and good listener.

They are interested of psychology and understanding why people feel the way they do and especially how to help them.

They can be mischievous, but never mean anything bad with it.

They were originally interested to study art, but they are colorblind. They still paint as a hobby and like to support any kind of art form and creators too.

They don't talk about themselves much and seem serene with themself.

They are genderless.

They like to get on Golden's nerves on purpose just to remind him that his not always right and to aknowledge other people's needs too.

They would also like to help Spring with his problems, but he doesn't open up to anyone else than Golden.

While Golden is against 5Nights, Marianne wants to support the band and help them grow.

They have a lot of friends for being really supportive person.

Golden Student Council's chairman. Study major: business.

Based on Golden Freddy/Fredbear

Golden is serious, restrained and organized. He tends to have traits of perfectionist and despises loafers and pointless and intentional lazyness. He is really opionated and tends to claim to be right most of the time.

He is well-educated with his own will and has huge goals for life. He also wants to give something back for people that have given something meaningful to him.

He doesn't know how to relax and tends to read and study even most of his free time. He handless stress really well and doesn't get burnouts easily.

He was raised in caring and loving household and got hardworking thinking from his parents.

He turns easily jealous of other people's skills and accomplishments. When he gets to know that Freddy studies in same college and got higher scores and status than him on previous schools, he tries to use Freddy's achievements to get good reputation to the college and is therefore against Freddy's role in the band since he thinks music is "waste of time".

This is the reason why Golden and Freddy don't get along well.

Because of his hardworking traits some people admire him but also some might think he is boring to be around.

He still has soft spot on him that he doesn't show to many. Pretty much only one who knows about it is Spring.

When Golden met and got to know Spring and his problems, he started to feel strong instinct to protect and look after him, and eventually he fell in love for him. He still respects Spring's need of space and doesn't want to force him into relationship with him. Spring's happiness means a world to him.

Golden and Spring live together in same apartment and even study the same program. Many people question if they're dating, since they are together all the time. They always deny it, but have something deeper between them, that they keep secret from others.

He drinks a lot of coffee.

Spring Student Council's accountant. Study major: business.

Based on Spring Bonnie and partly on Springtrap

Spring is silent, pessimistic, bitter and reluctant. He doesn't show much of an interest towards anything and doesn't know what really wants to do with his life.

He suffers of depression, which consumes his being and most of his personality.

He was born in really unstable household, with really uncaring and abusive family. When he was child, he was interested of music, even to become musician himself but because of the horrible homelife, those dreams were quickly broken.

He tried to commit suicide around age of 15 by setting his family's house on fire when he was home alone. Golden was one of the bystanders on the scene, saw him inside the house through window and rushed in to get him out. After the house burned down, Spring's family disappeared leaving him behind.

He was taken into youth home, but soon after he ran out and tried to commit suicide again by jumping from the bridge. Golden happens to get in the scene again and talks Spring out of his attempt. After this Golden and Spring formed strong friendship, and when Golden leaves the town to study in Purple Hill, Spring follows him and starts studying the same program as Golden, even he doesn't have real interest to the subject.

Spring is really grateful of all care and love he receives from Golden but because of his unstable mental state is not ready for serious relationship.

Most of the time he doesn't care about his clothing and could wear same clothes even for weeks. Deep down he wants to wear little bit more feminine clothing, but is afraid of being judged.

He doesn't make friends easily and doesn't like people. He's against 5Nights as well, just because he knows how Golden feels about Freddy and his role in the band. But with time Spring starts liking their music, even for some time he doesn't want to admit it.

If you read this all the way down here, just wanna say that you are really rad and I’m tired and grateful. Thanks♥