vixey-chakraborty

[vixey-chakraborty]

Vishaka Chakraborty and Al Tiberius McWiggin are married!!

@alzcomicbarn

Our hearts are free So tell me what's wrong with the feeling I'm a flower, you're my bee It's much older than you and me I'm in love, I'm alive I belong to the stars and sky Let's forget who we are for one night We're not animals baby It's the people who lie to themselves

I want real love baby Ooh, don't leave me waiting I've got real love maybe Wait until you taste me I want real love baby There's a world inside me Got the preacher's music Just if for a minute and gone

[vixey-chakraborty]

Love Story & [Vixal]

In which Al and Vixey get married...[takes place: October 26, 2024]

@alzcomicbarn

[cw -- none]

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VIXEY: They drove out of Swynlake.

It was unspoken. They didn’t want to stay in that tiny little town for a minute more. Too many questions and judgemental gazes would follow them wherever they went if they stopped, even for a moment. It didn’t feel like running (even if, maybe, that’s what it was). She felt free as they made their way to nowhere. 

Though, somehow, through meandering conversation or just fate or destiny--they ended up in another little town, with a little chapel, and a pastor that happened to be on duty. 

It didn’t look anything like Vixey’s first wedding, but she was glad of that. She’d done a vivaah already. The days of celebration and beautiful clothing. All the prayers and well wishes and family and friends. It had been lovely, of course, but--she didn’t need anyone else but the janitor and a nun sitting in the front pews. She didn’t need anyone but Al to hear what she had to say. 

Vixey held Al’s hands now, a little sweaty, a little nervous, but she smiled at him. She hadn’t stopped smiling since he’d hugged her. 

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[vixey-chakraborty]

Speak Now - Taylor Swift

I hear the preacher say, "Speak now or forever hold your peace" There's the silence, there's my last chance I stand up with shaky hands, all eyes on me Horrified looks from everyone in the room But I'm only looking at you

I am not the kind of girl Who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion But you are not the kind of boy Who should be marrying the wrong girl

So don't say yes, run away now I'll meet you when you're out of the church at the back door Don't wait, or say a single vow You need to hear me out And they said, "Speak now" And you'll say, "Let's run away now" I'll meet you when I'm out of my tux at the back door Baby, I didn't say my vows So glad you were around When they said, "Speak now"

[vixey-chakraborty]

Speak Now! || FRIENDS

She floats down the aisle like a pageant queen But I know you wish it was me You wish it was me Don't you?

on al's wedding day, vixey realizes she has something she needs to tell him...

cw: a ruined event and the complicated feelings that follow!

@moon-yeongjun @vixey-chakraborty @truitt-story (and also @lostinthewoods-kristoff)

[READ HERE!!!!!!!]

divider by @cafekitsune

[vixey-chakraborty]

Vixey frowned when the other man missed too. Not because she was worried about her for any reason (she didn't really care if she got a prize or not!), but for him! Because he'd missed his shot, which always came with a little flare of disappointment.

"Well, that was just the warm up shot!" she said to both him and herself, trying to be encouraging.

Vixey took aim and threw her next one--

And it didn't even come close to a balloon, bouncing off the corkboard at an awkward angle and falling to the floor. "Ouch. Now, I'm definitely doing worse!" she laughed at herself good-naturedly.

@bullseye-stoddard

99 Balloons on the Wall & [Bulley]

[vixey-chakraborty]

"I get that," Vixey said, softening a little more.

She, thankfully, had never spent a lot of time in the hospital herself. (Well, as a patient, anyway.) She had watched plenty of people do it, though. And many from much less terrible circumstances than James'. She had also seen her fair share of people recovering from terrible circumstances, though.

She knew that she needed to be patient with him.

And that he needed to be patient with himself.

Vixey could only control one of those things. So, that was what she did: by taking a breath and smiling softly.

"That's why I said you--need to tell someone. If we aren't busy, we'll come with you. I know sitting in bed isn't fun, but it is what your body needs. Pushing it is only going to extend your stay."

She'd seen that plenty of times too.

@captainjamesjoneshook

Graveyard Shift || Pirate Fox

[vixey-chakraborty]

That still sounded like insecurity to Vixey. Why else go out of their way to put someone down? Because Joanna threatened them by being herself. Growing up, Vixey had teetered between someone who hid who they really were and being too much of a nerd to really care what people thought.

Growing up, Vixey had always been so focused on her goals and ambitions. She hadn't had a lot of time to care about what other people thought about her.

"You do," Vixey smiled, nodding in agreement. "Just remember that and it won't matter what anyone else says. You'll find your people and their opinions will matter more than any stuck up girls. Have you joined any clubs or anything? That's always a good way to find likeminded people!"

@joanna-vane

my pumpkin now | Vixanna

[vixey-chakraborty]

You Belong with Me & [Self-para]

In which Vixey buys a wedding gift...[takes place: October 16, 2024]

[cw -- none]

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Vixey stood, staring at the rows of coffeemakers and felt, for some reason, on the verge of tears. 

This is so stupid, just grab one and get it over with.

Vixey couldn’t do that, because she always took her time when she made a decision. She always took her time to do anything. That was the reason From Farm to Table had failed so horribly for her. Because it had been a rushed decision. (Yes, a year of planning and preparation was rushed to Vixey, who was always so meticulous.) 

This decision felt important. 

A coffeemaker was something that Al would use every day. That Nora would use every day. She needed to buy something that didn’t just speak to Nora, but to Al too. 

There had been one on the registry, of course, but Vixey didn’t want to buy the one on the registry. It had been some fancy cold brew maker situation--and Al didn’t drink that. The whole thing screamed Nora to her. And Vixey didn’t want to buy something for Nora.

She wanted to buy something for Al. Something for Al and Nora. 

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[vixey-chakraborty]

Vixey gratefully wrapped her hands around the tea. Ever since stepping out of Al's embrace, she felt a little colder. The steam was comforting on her face.

Al's words should have been comforting, but they just twisted something in Vixey's stomach. Part of her had been lying: she did want to be there to support Al, and she didn't want to miss his wedding, she was sure she'd regret that. But...at the same time...watching such a good man marry someone who made him crying--Vixey didn't know if she could bear it.

But she would bear it anyway. Because that was what you did for your friends. And Vixey wanted to be Al's friend. So terribly badly.

"Alright," Vixey agreed, giving a watery little smile. She took a sip of tea. It was too hot. It burned. She felt tears stinging her eyes. She swallowed harshly.

"I'll be there. I promise."

@alzcomicbarn

Everything Has Changed & [Vixal]

[vixey-chakraborty]

"Uh-huh," Vixey said, unimpressed. "It's Nurse Chakraborty when we are in the hospital."

It wasn't like she didn't know James, obviously. He'd been a little kid when she'd moved to London, but she was still around Swynlake. And it was hard to be a Swynlaker without knowing all the other Swynlakers. She thought what had happened to his dad was horrible and she knew he was grieving.

But--she was also worried. His wound wasn't healed and he needed rest for that to happen. And to be in a sterile environment. Which the cafeteria definitely wasn't.

At the same time: she knew that mentally, being cooped up in the hospital room, only leaving for exercise around the floor, and down to physical therapy--wasn't great. Patients needed stimulation and grace--where grace could be given.

"You should be resting, James. And if you ant to go somewhere, one of the nurses needs to go with you." She said this more gently, but still slightly exasperated. After all, he knew this. She knew he knew this. Some patients were just...more stubborn than others.

@captainjamesjoneshook

Graveyard Shift || Pirate Fox

[vixey-chakraborty]

James wasn't at the security station. They hadn't seen him. At least--not in person. (Which was annoying, because it meant that he still needed to be tracked down. It was also a relief, because it meant he was somewhere in the building.) She had asked them to check the elevator footage and sure enough--there he was. On the ground floor, heading right out of the elevator towards the cafeteria.

Only about ten minutes ago.

Perfect.

Vixey thanked the security guards and then headed back towards the cafeteria. The knot that had been developing in her stomach only partially loosened when she saw the back of James' head. After all, he should not be out of bed yet. Especially without supervision. He could've hurt himself. Just because he was sitting upright now didn't mean he wasn't in pain.

"James," Vixey said, putting on her best impression of her mother as she crossed her arms, waiting for him to turn around. "What are you doing out of bed?"

@captainjamesjoneshook

Graveyard Shift || Pirate Fox

[vixey-chakraborty]

Vixey nodded, taking a seat on the other side of the bench as Joanna talked. She could imagine what an adjustment it might be for Joanna. It had been a hard adjustment for Vixey, leaving home and going somewhere she didn't know anyone. And even though she was a nerd, and also wasn't that competitive (it was hard to be competitive when Belle freakin' Beauton (Acheron, now) was in your year and always trying to one up everyone)--

She had still struggled.

"I think people who act like that often have their own insecurities about their successes," Vixey said, "or it has something to do with the way they're raised. It doesn't excuse their behavior, but I'm sure it has less to do with you and more to do with them. That's what my mama always tells me. Even now, I feel that way. I just started a new job and sometimes it can feel a little like high school. Everyone wants to be the best and some people are willing to be mean and screw over others to get there."

@joanna-vane

my pumpkin now | Vixanna

[vixey-chakraborty]

Well, Vixey didn't know much about History of Magic. She'd gotten the basics in secondary, when she went to school in Swynlake. The witch trials, etc. etc. but she was no expert. And she wasn't really interested in learning more. She was pretty sure she knew all she needed as a Mundus. She definitely knew more than half the people she'd met in London.

But, well, she supposed studying for anything was more or less the same. Even if she didn't know the content, she could at least help Joanna stay organized!

"Well, I'll admit, I'm not much of a creative. I draw a little but creative writing is out of my wheelhouse," Vixey said with smile. "But I'm happy to listen to your ideas, if you'd think that help! And my Magick History is a little rusty, but I have lots of good study tips that I could pass along. Just general tips or tricks about memorizing dates and stuff like that! I did nursing so...Arts and Humanities aren't really my strongest suit but I'm happy to try if you'd think it'd be helpful."

@joanna-vane

my pumpkin now | Vixanna

[vixey-chakraborty]

Swynlake General was no where near as big as St. George's, considering it was mostly only one building--or just a few in a complex--not a whole city block. There was something surprisingly labyrinthine about it, though. Sometimes, it felt like you could wander down a hallway forever and it would just keep stretching out ahead of you. And Vixey swore that the numbers on the rooms switched around sometimes.

Which could be magic. Or it could just be 12+ hour overnight shifts.

Either way--she was tired and she had no idea where a surly, unhappy, injured kid would go. Well, she was actually worried that he'd make a break for it, but she also knew that without the proper check out paperwork, the security down at the entrance wouldn't let him out. So...he was somewhere in the hospital.

Vixey wandered down the floor and stopped at the elevators, frowning at the numbers and lights. The one she was standing in front of had gone down to the ground floor...

With a sigh, Vixey pressed it and stepped in. Maybe she'd find him at the security desk, arguing with security. Or...maybe he'd gone for a late night sack...but last she checked, he hadn't had much of an appetite. Maybe it was coming back. Though, if that was the case, why wouldn't he have pressed his call button?

@captainjamesjoneshook

Graveyard Shift || Pirate Fox

[vixey-chakraborty]

Al hugged her back, squeezing tight, though not as tight as Vixey remembered. Or maybe that was just her imagination. Her memory faulty because she'd been missing Al's hugs.

As she thought that, another thought arose right after it: was this the last hug she'd get?

After all, the next time she saw Al, he'd probably be a married man. Despite her trying to stop it. There wasn't anything she could do. He was going through with it. And she needed to be okay with that. Even if it meant no more hugs to herself. Even if it meant accepting Nora into her life. Or accepting that Al wouldn't be in her life in a significant way anymore.

All of that made her want to cry and hold on tighter.

But the tea whistled and Al stepped back, so Vixey did too. She took a deep breath and fought to urge to hug her arms around herself, like she could capture the sensation, just for a little while longer.

"You know," she said softly as he poured their tea, back to her again. "I do want to be there for you. I may not...like or understand or--" she trailed off, not sure where to go with that. She tried again. "If it is important to you, I want to be there. At the wedding. Or...for whatever else. I want you in my life so--I'm gonna figure my shit out, okay? I'll...behave or whatever."

@alzcomicbarn

Everything Has Changed & [Vixal]

[vixey-chakraborty]

Vixey chuckled a little at the reputation comment, giving Joanna an understanding nod. Maybe, if Joanna grew up into more of a criminal, Vixey would be concerned, instead of indulgent. But Joanna was just a kid. She had a chance to turn her life around. People just had to be kind enough to give her the help she needed as she did so.

"I saw you in the play! It's always good fun in the summer, I used to help with costumes but work has kept me far too busy this year. How are your classes? What's your major?" she asked curiously.

"If you ever need any help with your school work, let me know. I was a big nerd, I've got all the study tips and tricks."

@joanna-vane

my pumpkin now | Vixanna

[vixey-chakraborty]

Vixey also finished her glass, trying hard not to roll her eyes. This whole thing was just so irritating. She knew she had to let it go. She wasn't part of the bridal party. Whatever. At least, she'd actually be invited to the wedding...probably.

If not, she might just have to--kidnap Al and lock him up somewhere until he saw sense.

Kidding.

Ugh, she was going to have a headache in the morning after all this wine. And she had a night shift tomorrow. Because, yeah, Vixey was also busy. Just as busy as her other friends.

"Okay," Vixey said, standing up and bringing her empty glass to the sink, plus the empty bottle of wine. She followed Tiana to the door and gave her a hug. "Text me when you get home, be careful."

@truitt-story

I Can Hear the Bells (Derogatory) & [Viana]