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Miscellaneous: Corpse Husband (Content Creator)

❕: fluff just fluff fluff fluff, gender neutral reader, unedited

nyxelenios: idk... i'm trying to get back in the game, i hope you enjoy!

The night is cold, but the fire crackling in the pit radiates warmth that reaches your body, soothing the chattering of your teeth. You sigh in relief, now that the headache is fading. The fire is burning fiercely, but in a manner that reminds you of regal birds from myths and legends and fairytales, passions that spark purpose, life, love, and fun...

Click!

The photograph of the blazing bonfire is magnificent in your eyes. You smile, fondly. You remember faintly some memories of your childhood, roasting sweet marshmallows by the fire, listening to stories from the grown-ups, sitting at the edge of your seat to drink in every word. The stories are merely muffled dialogue in your memory, but you can recall how young those adults were—they were young, without greying hair and wrinkles on their skin.

"[Name]! Your hot chocolate's here!" Rae calls out to you. She's standing at the steps of the house's back porch, holding a small tray with two mugs on it. You smile when you see that it's your mug, and the other is Corpse's mug. You have Annie Cat on your mug while he has Bingus.

You snap a photo of Rae in her cozy sweater and sweatpants as you approach her.

Click!

When you check your screen, Rae is smiling brightly in the photo while holding up the tray. Your thumb gently grazes over the screen, and you smile. You remember, you always call her a "Rae" of sunshine, and she smiles whenever you call her that.

You reach out, but another hand takes the handle of your mug. You chuckle when Corpse smiles at you. Rae retreats to the warmth of the inside of the house after she makes sure you and Corpse have your warm mugs of hot chocolate.

Click!

"Hey!" Corpse laughs in surprise when you capture him mid-sip.

"That looks delicious~" you tease with a grin. Corpse chuckles and takes his place in front of the bonfire. You sit beside him, as close as you can for extra warmth. He huddles closer to you, and you smile. You hold your mug out to the bonfire and bring your camera up to your eye. Corpse does the same with his mug. You can't help but laugh at how adorable his gesture is.

Click!

You look down at the screen and smile. The flash makes your and Corpse's mugs visible enough to see the cute cats printed on them.

"How's the cold treating you?" Corpse asks once you put your camera down. "It made my teeth chatter so much I felt my brain rattling in my skull," you say, and he laughs. You haven't seen or heard him laugh this much before. You can't help but laugh too. "It's true!"

He shakes his head, his fluffy hair following the movements of his head. To and fro, left and right. "You know, we're the only ones out here. The others are all warm and toasty inside," he says. You hum in response, then look at the dancing flames in front of you. "I know..." Your voice is just shy of a whisper, your gaze seems to say your thoughts have been pushed aside, making room for... who knows.

Corpse looks at you for a moment, then lowers his mug from his lips. He then looks at your hands. Your fingers are fiddling with the camera. Rather, they're gently grazing over the buttons and the lens. Your other hand is holding your mug tightly. "Don't forget to drink and warm yourself up."

You blink yourself back to reality and take some hearty sips of your drink. It's hot enough for you to feel it go down your gullet, and you wince a little. It's a little painful. But that's fine, you know that it'll warm you right up.

You watch the fire dance and twirl, you listen to the firewood crackle and creak. Corpse takes your camera and looks through the photos.

His heart swells with happiness when he sees the first photo; he smiles, softly, when he sees him smiling. Your hand is in the frame, making a finger heart towards him. Sykkuno's hand is in the frame too, making the same finger heart.

The next few photos are of your friends in the kitchen, either almost burning the place down or creating delicious dishes and drinks. The next ones are of you.

Corpse's smiles grows wider when he sees you. The first picture of you is hilarious: you're obviously shivering and suffering from the harsh cold afternoon, with your hands in your pockets and Rae wrapping a scarf around your neck.

The next photos are, to Corpse, gorgeous. You're smiling in all of them, you look happy. He notices how your eyes smile when he's in the picture, when you're looking at him in the picture.

He ends at the photo of your mugs in front of the bonfire. His thumb gently swipes over the screen, finding the matching mugs quite endearing.

He places the camera on his lap, then glances at you. You're admiring Annie on your mug, your smile is soft and fond. Corpse feels a shiver up his spine, goosebumps litter his skin. He puts his mug down and takes your camera in both of his hands, to be safe.

Click!

You look over at Corpse, surprised. Instead of making eye contact with him or your camera, you find him looking at the screen. His smile is big, child-like too. You lean closer to find out what he's looking at.

It's you, admiring your mug. Then you see his hand in the corner of the frame, making a finger heart towards you.

You elbow his arm, lightly. Corpse laughs softly. "What? I didn't wanna be left out. And besides..." Corpse trails off and picks his mug up. "I couldn't help but click a photo of you looking like that."

"Looking like what?" you ask before you down the last of your drink. Corpse tosses back the last of his hot chocolate too. "Looking like you're happy. Genuinely happy."

You smile fondly at Corpse. Then, a flash momentarily blinds you.

Click!

"Corpse!" you laugh as you blink away the spots and blobs in your vision. He shrugs and grins at you. Then, he shows you the photo. "See? Happy."

"Yeah, I can totally see it," you scoff with the same fond smile on your lips, still blinking away the stubborn spots. Corpse chuckles and wraps his free arm around you.

Click!

Sykkuno and Rae check the screen of the camera, then smile. You and Corpse, despite the cold, look cozy by the bonfire. "We should make an album," Sykkuno says. Rae gasps and jumps in excitement. "Oh! That'll be fun! How much does the glossy photo paper cost?"

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delu-jean · 3 years

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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫: 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

(Jean x fem!/reader) -> (supposed to be angst but...major fluff) -> 4.9k

Notes: This chapter is a little longer, there’s an extra cut at the end, and loads of fluff! Hope you enjoy and chapter five is yet to come!! ^^

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Jean stood there shocked at the corpse that lay in front of him. How did this even happen? Marco wasn’t that far the last time he checked.

“Is that...Marco?...”

He stood there petrified as his hand clenched. How could this have happened in such a short time?...a lady then asked for his name. Jean was very deep into thought, but eventually gave in.

“Marco...Marco Boddt.”

“Thank you young man.”

---

You left the place where you were last standing. You were still upset because of what happened, but decided to let that go as you watched Jean. He seemed so...helpless. You didn’t need to know much to understand that someone probably died...and Marco if anything (since he wanted to go and check on him).

Instead of forcing him to tell you anything, you put your hand on his shoulder. It showed comfort from a distance which gave enough space. He seemed grateful for your gesture, and looked back at you. Teary eyed, he placed his calloused hand onto yours. The Bonfire was now taking place, and you brought him to an area where you both could sit.

Jean hugged his two knees together, and yet still managed to hold your hand. You didn’t move it though, knowing it was helping him cope.

Sasha and Connie joined not much later, and you all huddled together. You felt the sorrow they expressed and well...you felt such sadness as well. You may have not known everyone, but Marco was still a dear friend to you, heck most of the people in your squad (being Eren, Mikasa, Ymir, etc) were somewhat dear to you. You just, never let them get too close was all. You wished you had let Marco at least. He had always reminded you of Bertholdt...except...he was more optimistic and confident. You truly did enjoy his company, and were sad that it was now gone.

As you all sat, you then saw Bertholdt who stood alone. You sighed as you got up, slipping out of Jean’s grip, on your way to Bertholdt. Yes you were still very angry at him (along with the other two), but you’ve always had a soft spot for Bertholdt. Since he was like an older brother, you could never not forgive him. As soon as you reached him, you gave him a hug. He returned the favour as you whispered:

“Thank you...for warning me in advance. Honestly, I’m still pissed off that you guys didn’t say anything, and did things without my input. But at the same time, your advice did save my behind...somehow,” you chuckled as he nodded.

“I’m sorry Y/n...in truth, I should’ve stayed quiet...but I knew I needed to do something.”

“Yeah...just...no more secrets. Okay?...” he stood there as you sighed yet again.

“Let’s go,” on your way back, you hear as the two teased Jean.

Halfway through, Bertholdt stopped and told you he needed to meet with Reiner, whereas Jean had noticed your presence and tried pushing the two away.

“Ahhh, so that’s your competition. Although, I don’t think incest is a good idea-”

“He’s not her actual brother...idiot,” Sasha scolded which caused the two to argue.

“Guys, shut up. Y/n is coming,” they both quiet down as you approached, smirking at each other in “secrecy.”

You sat beside Jean still concerned. He seemed to relax a little now that you were beside him. That being the case, you finally asked:

“So, how are you feeling?” he looked at you, and then your hands.

“Ah yeah...I’m feeling better,” he cleared his voice. He looked shy for some reason...maybe it wasn’t that, but him being vulnerable?

“What about you?...I know Marco was also a good friend of yours.”

“Hmm...honestly, I miss him a lot. If he were here, he would say something motivating, inspirational even. I wish I got to know him a lot better seeing how nice he was. Well...regardless...I’ll make sure that lives like his don’t go in vain.”

“Mhm,” you scooched in closer.

“Are you still going to join the military police?” you asked as he looked troubled. Maybe he wanted to join the Garrison? You stretched your arms as he stared you down.

“If it helps, I’m joining the Survey Corps.”

“What, why?” a tone of concern splashed over as you eyed him.

“Well...I think everyone...deserves a fair chance...a fair chance at life. And if titans are the obstacles weighing down that opportunity, then I'll try doing anything that will help you guys get one step closer...I really will.”

If only you could do this back at home, in Marely. But killing off titans would never be the answer, not there at least. The heavy boulders they placed on each, and everyone of your shoulders, would never allow the chance of a fair life. One that you have always wanted. So if you couldn’t live out that dream (for yourself at least), you would try to help those here.

At first, you would never have thought to do such a thing, but as time passed, you accepted this place as one with just as many problems as your own. They weren’t that different, except Paradis had a better chance at a newer start. You then looked up to see the stars glisten so freely. One day, you hoped you would be able to as your hand reached for the sky.

“I think...I think I know what I want to do, thanks for that,” honestly, you had hoped he would pick the Mountain Police. It was a lot safer compared to the corpse, and well...it was something he had always gravitated towards. You didn’t want him to die out there...you couldn’t imagine him doing so.

Something you found a little funny was the difference between Jean and Bertholdt. Bertholdt and you were very close, and you would never want him to die. But if he ever did, you were prepared for such an event. But imagining Jean going through death was something that you couldn’t even bring up. You knew Jean was somewhat special to you, but in what way exactly? Maybe in a...no. You couldn’t. You couldn’t think such thoughts.

“Here, we should get going,” he offers his hand and helps you up.

You both walked to your quarters. While doing so, you could see that Jean seemed on edge. You weren’t sure as to why, but by the time you reached the door, all you could do was stare. It seemed as if both of you needed something...but the real question was “what?” What did you both need.

He then put his hand in his pockets, looking downwards as he mumbled the words:

“Well...goodnight.”

“Night.”

He started to make his way, and so did you. Before you could close the door, he caught it mid-way exclaiming:

“Y/n, wait!”

He gives you a small violet. It was a little roughed up (due to his pockets) but you admired it anyway. The way the petals clung, and they way he looked so disappointed in himself (for roughing it up) made you smile. You then put it on top of your right ear, adjusting it the best you could without a mirror, to then asked:

“Does it look good?” he moved it once more and swept a strand of your hair.

“Yeah, much better,” he then drew back quickly as you felt your heartbeat.

“Sleep well, okay? Jean?”

“Yeah, you too.”

---

It was finally the day where everyone had chosen their regiment. Annie ended up joining the mountain police. Based on what they told you, she would be a spy from a different (and more “important”) standpoint. Jean however, decided on the scout regiment, along with the rest of your friends.

“Jean, are you sure? The interior is a lot safer if anything, you should go before it’s too late-”

“You can’t convince me otherwise,” he winked as you shook your head.

“Plus, I can’t let you guys have all of the fun, killing titans? Yeah right, also, I won’t let Eren beat me.”

‘Oh...he must mean Mikasa,’ you thought.

At this point in time, you decided to accept that you had feelings for Jean. Though it was hard at first (because of your boundaries), you eventually gave in with each moment you spent. You were smitten with his charms, laugh, and smile. They kept drawing you in and never disappoint.

You weren’t going to lie, you were scared. Not only were your walls down to such an extent, but you were getting so attached to Paradis. Him just being one of the sources of that connection. It terrified you alright, but that warmth Jean gave, comforted you instead.

The way he would always tease you, make your day brighter, and just grab your attention in general, made you happy. But what kept you anchored was both your fears, and reality. Hearing that he wanted to beat Eren, reminded yet again as to who he liked. Mikasa. Even though you knew she loved the hot head, Jean liked her, and if you could support him, that’s all that mattered.

You crossed your arms in disappointment.

“If you want to beat him, there are so many other ways.”

“Like?”

“Your looks?” you both stood there in an awkward silence. He then tried to laugh things off.

“Okay okay, I’ll be truthful, I can’t let you go out there alone-”

“I have Reiner and Bertholdt-”

“Nonsense, you may have those two, but you’ll need a Jean as well.” You laughed at his remark and so did he.

“No but...being a part of the interior would be a safer option, plus...isn’t that what you’ve always gone for?”

He looked back at the others and said: “Yeah but, now this is what I’m going for,” you smiled a little worried, but knowing Jean, you guys could pull through together (hopefully).

Erwin said the last of his congratulatory speech, and you all headed for the stables. You were getting ready for the expedition that was yet to come. You watched as Eren, Mikasa, and Armin grouped together. You and Jean had just started walking, so the others (along with the trio) were in front of you.

“So, you’re telling me that you’ve all decided to join the corps?”

“Of course, why else would we be here?”

“Then Jean, Marco, and Annie joined the interior?-”

Jean then appeared in front of them along with you.

“Marco’s dead.” he said bluntly. Eren looked very shocked.

“Marco’s not, you must be joking-”

“Yes...he is…” you ensure as your arms crossed.

“I wish I could say I wasn’t, but he is.”

Your cloaks were then given out. “The wings of freedom…” Hopefully, one day, you could grasp onto that feeling along with the people who stood beside you.

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“Listen Mikasa, unlike you we’re not willing to just throw our lives away for Eren.”

“We need a reason so we don’t hesitate when the time comes.”

“Show us your worth.”

You felt guilty while listening to this. Yes, you would “try” to sacrifice yourself for any comerdae, but when it came to Eren, it would probably be best if another titan ate him (you cherished him as you friend, but also acknowledged him as your enemy).

Yes, it may sound cruel, but your mission would be back in operation if he did so...but then again, did you really want to succeed in such a cause? The look on Reiner’s face reminded you of what your purpose was, and you sat there composed as Jean went on.

You admired his character. He really had grown up a lot during the time he’s spent here. Everyone agreed with his statements whereas Eren took it as a hard pill to swallow. You then all went to your horses (needed for the expedition) and started preparing for the fight ahead.

He was saddling up and looked over at your side, you caught him in the act and made a face. He made things so obvious which amused you. He shot up immediately as you proceeded to tease him.

Show us your worth,” you playfully said while giving him a dramatic stare.

“H-Hey! I did my best, quit yapping,” you both laughed as he came up and pulled you in by your belt. You were baffled (and flustered) to then see him tighten your buckle.

“Just in case...I can’t lose you to another incident...like I almost did last time.”

He probably said that due to the fact Marco was now gone...you nodded and grabbed his hand before it left you, shaking it. He was a little confused, but then heard the words:

“You can trust me, so don’t you dare wipe my trust away,” he chuckled at what you said and tightened his grip.

“I won’t. So stay safe out there, okay?”

“I will, and you better as well-”

“OhOho, am I intruding on this lover’s quarrel? I sincerely apologize with my utmost apology,” Connie teased as Sasha joined in:

“Jean, how dare you. Stealing my girl away? You can’t! She makes the best pancakes there are! Don’t do this to me!” Sasha sobbed as Jean turned red

“OH SHUT UP!”

To your surprise, Reiner jumped in.

“They have a point, if you’re going to take our Y/n away, you better have our approval if anything. Remember, no sneaking out past 9-”

“Says you,” you scowled as he laughed. You have to admit, when Reiner was in his warrior mode, you hated it. He was such a jerk and you needed that personality to disappear, and be on its way. But when he was himself, he was genuinely kind. Yet every kind smile had it’s fair share of frowns. You still wanted to know more about him, and hey, if this Island deserved a chance, so did he.

“I, ugh. Let’s get going, I don’t need a lecture from Captain Levi.”

You laughed and followed along with everyone else.

Jean POV

I liked Y/n...if you couldn’t tell by now. I knew I could make things obvious, but was pretty sure I could cover up my tracks. I’d say I’m pretty good at that...yeah…. Well, regardless, I’ve known for a little while, but wouldn’t say it’s been a very long time.

Even though I had confronted my own feelings, I never tried doing the opposite. It’s not that I didn’t want to confess, rather, some things held me back. One: there’s never been a good time to say anything. As of recently, things have been so hectic and well, Y/n and I have barely gotten any alone time. Two: I was a little insecure when I started liking her. There were just so many other guys who seemed more beneficial than me...even EREN if I had to admit...no...I take that last part back. Lastly, three: I didn’t want my feelings to ruin our friendship.

I really did like her though. Also, I’m not going to deny that I did have a thing for Mikasa (way back when), but after getting to know Y/n better (and myself in general), that feeling of pure attraction faded away. She’s a nice girl, but not my type of woman (whereas Y/n was).

I heard the war cries of those beside, behind, and in front of me. Each filled with ambition along with mine. Not knowing if this would be their last day, or if there would be a tomorrow, made their yells and screams even louder.

I watched as everyone around me poured their hearts into their calls, while Y/n simply sat there, prepping for the battle ahead. From an outsider’s perspective, she might have looked scared, but knowing her, she was just focused. Trying to get a piece of mind before another war commenced.

I rode off with my squad, things were going according to plan until titans started showing up one, after another. Luckily I was able to escape in the midst of it all. Though terrified, I tried my best to keep myself level headed. Even so, I almost died in the process. A titan was on its way to crush both my horse and I, but one of my cremates killed it. Unfortunately, the next titan to come took him out as I ran.

` I was then riding on my own, hoping I could scope out Y/n if the chance was given. I searched everywhere while riding faster, and faster. Although no traces were found, I did bump into Reiner, Armin, and a large titan.

“Why is she running infront of us?”

Armin then explained his theory, about someone else hosting the controls of that titan. Although I wanted to think of something else, I couldn’t just disregard his statement. This being the case, next thing you knew, I was a diversion trying to get the best of the female titan. I swung from her backside trying to get to her nape, but she protected it as I flew.

To my failure, Reiner decided to be a suicidal maniac (yet again) and plunged straight towards her.

“You maniac-” only seconds later, did he escape and we were on our way to find a safe zone.

We ended up going to a remote place with no titans, a couple of trees, and well...ourselves (along with the horses). We sat there hopeless wondering about what our next move would be.

‘I wonder where Y/n is…no...we need to find a way to get out of here first, then I can think about her…’

“Only two horses eh...I guess one-”

“Jean, I found your horse while riding. It seemed terrified.”

“My horse, Buchwald!” I calmed him down by brushing on his mane.

“I’m surprised you came," Reiner said to Christa.

“Well, I wasn’t too far and had Jean’s horse as well. I simply followed it, and it led me to you guys.”

“Wait, Christa, did you happen to see Y/n by any chance?” I asked worried and she thought to herself.

“Hmmm, last time I recalled, she went west from my squad. I haven’t seen her since but, if she’s with Ymir, she should be fine!! Don’t worry too much.”

Even though I felt uneasy, Christa’s gratefulness (towards us being alive) took my mind off of things. We then started to ride around the field, looking for any squad nearby. Luckily, we spot one in the nick of time, and join them.

---

“Yeah, I’m sure the commander is looking for shade, that way, he can set up a picnic for his scouts.”

“That’s very...unlikely,” Armin replied.

‘Great, we have to sit in these trees for gosh knows how long. This is going to be a pain,’ I swung along with the others.

Titans sprawled all around us and we all sat waiting for other orders. Not only wasI agitated at that, but also at the fact I haven’t seen Y/n even once. Where could she have gone? Last time I saw, she didn’t venture too far from me...well...that was at the entrance, so who am I kidding.

I looked around the trees to see many cadets, but not Y/n. Armin caught me doing so, and sighed as I then looked back at him.

“What?”

“You’re worried about Y/n-”

“Maybe I should use my ODM gear to look for her-”

“Jean,” Armin interrupted.

“I’m sure she’s fine, she’s with her comrades. Plus, have a little faith in her. She’s a fighter you know?” he smiled as I sighed.

“Yeah...she is...really is,” I then grinned hoping that...she still was one...literally.

“It’s not that though...I just...don’t trust her surroundings,” I peered down and saw almost a dozen titans. Armin nodded and then said:

“Yeah, and we shouldn’t either.”

I started to think to myself. I knew he meant that in a more “literal” way, but looking at it in a “metaphorical” stance, got me thinking differently. I know I’ve gotten to “know” Y/n during the time given, but have I really gotten to “know” her?

I think I did?...but then again, Y/n has always had a side I’ve never been able to reach. You know, she’s always talked about finding freedom for others, giving them the chances they deserved...but never talked about what she wanted. I hoped...truly hoped that maybe I could help her reach that feeling as well.

---

We all retreat in failure. The female titan had gotten away, and now here we were. So many lives lost for such a useless operation.

‘No Jean...let’s not think like that...I wonder where Y/n is,” I started riding faster to the front of the brigade, hoping I could find her.

I passed horse by horse, person by person, yet to my dismay...nothing. I broke a sweat while riding to see Ymir. Reminding myself as to what Christa had said, I approached and asked:

“Where’s Y/n?”

“Ah, she’s in the cart over there. Don’t cry too much,” she smirked as my eyes widened.

‘Why the hell was she laughing?...the hell is wrong with her?...’

I rode towards the cart Ymir pointed to. I didn’t think to look through any, because I had assumed she would be alive. I gave myself a moment to prepare myself for the worst. Even though I did so, I knew nothing would be able to prepare myself for her death...never…. I could feel my eyes water, still shut, ready to open until I heard a voice.

“Jean?”

“Y/N!? YOU’RE ALIVE!?” my eyes widened almost immediately.

“Yeah...I lost my horse and hurt my ankle during the process. Ymir basically carried me the entire time, but once we had decided to retreat, I told her to drop me off here.”

‘That wench-damn, she really got me thinking differently,’ I sighed and nodded my head.

“Are you okay though?”

“Yeah, it’s nothing to, ouch-” she winced and my reaction was to swoop in, but I pulled back as she adjusted the cloth given.

“Okay then...I’ll ride beside you until we get back,” the person riding the horse then winked at me and I panicked.

Hoping Y/n didn’t see, she grinned saying: “Alright, don’t miss me too much though.”

“Haha, I won’t.”

‘Because I already have...so much…’

Original POV

When you had gotten in the walls, you weren’t welcomed with the best greeting. Jean had made it his priority to shield you, and you were grateful for that. As soon as you made it back to the stables, before the medical team could take you, Jean insisted he would instead.

You weren’t exactly sure as to why, but you didn’t oppose it. He carried you by resting his right hand under you, and his left behind you, making sure he didn’t crush your legs in the process.

“Could you...um...cling onto me?” you quickly draped your arms around his neck as he started walking. It only felt like seconds before you both appeared at a field. Tall grass roamed everywhere, along with an assortment of both insects, and flowers (more grass if anything though).

He analyzed the area to then shake his head.

“Ah, I’m really bad at this,” he muttered.

“Sorry��” he placed you on the ground (gently) and then took off his cape. After doing so, he then placed you on top of his cloak, and you giggled.

You wouldn’t deny that it was cute. Even though your clothes were splattered in blood, he still put in the effort so you wouldn't dirty yourself even more. He seemed very stiff, it looked as if he was nervous. You weren’t sure as to why exactly, but regardless, you gave him the time he needed to adjust. You teasingly patted to your left, and he quickly moved over to sit. You let out a small laugh at his attempt, which put him at ease.

“It’s very pretty.”

“Not as pretty as you are.”

“I’m sorry, what?-”

“I-I mean, well...UGH DAMN IT!”

You sat there stunned. Did he really meant what he said? You looked at him shyly as he started to mumble to himself. What if he did really mean it?...But Mikasa?...you were so confused. Very actually. He exhaled and looked back at you.

“Is your ankle feeling better?”

“Yeah...I guess so,” you both sat in silence, until he said:

“Y/n...you’re a good friend,” all optimism had gone down the roof as you sat there confirming your thoughts about him, and Mikasa. He could tell the mood had instantly changed, and tried fixing it.

“No, wait, that’s not what I mean damn it. Here goes nothing...Y/n...I like you...like you a lot to the point it drives me crazy. I couldn’t stop thinking about you throughout the entire expedition. Wondering if you were safe or not...if I would make it out alive in time...”

“You know, originally, I had thought that I would need the right time to tell you how I felt, but I soon realized that time wasn’t going to wait for me. It may sound a little cheesy, but we could die today or tomorrow. That being the case, I needed to tell you as soon as I could.”

You looked at him as his expression had softened. Although he was looking at the sun setting in front of you, you could tell his heart was seeking elsewhere. That place being you. This feeling... the warmth...it felt so familiar, but instead of feeling foreign, it felt natural. You gazed as fingers played with the grass that lay beside you.

You felt as ease knowing that he liked you back, and that the Mikasa ordeal was over with...hopefully...since that doubt still ran through your mind, you asked:

“Wait, you do?-”

“Before you say anything, I need to prepare myself.”

“For?”

“Rejection.”

“What?” you laughed as he closed his eyes.

“Of course, only a girl such as yourself would give up on this beautiful masterpiece. That’s how special you are.” he winked as you rolled your eyes.

“No but...I am being serious. Although I confronted that way I felt not too long ago, I’ve always had this lingering feeling in my gut...for you…” he blushed and you followed. But just to make sure:

“What about Mikasa? Didn’t you want to beat Eren?...what happened to that.” a little scared for his response, he said:

“Oh, I meant in general. I gotta try and surpass him at least. He may be a titan but well...I’m Jean,” you both laughed.

“So...what about you?”

“I...can’t...I like someone else…”

He paused, shocked. Sure rejection was one thing, but thinking you liked someone else made his heart sink.

“It’s Bertholdt I’m assuming?..”

You shook your head.

“AHH DON’T TELL ME IT’S EREN!!” you laughed and kissed his cheek. You could feel his face burn up after you doing so.

“No, I’m just kidding. I like you too, a lot...a lot more than you know.”

He held his cheek for a moment, it almost seemed as if...he wasn’t functioning (A/N: ExE JEaN hAS StopPEd WorkiNg). He then looked at you shocked, and beamed brightly (to the point it was blinding, but in a good way).

“You mean it!?”

“Of course-WOAH!”

He lifted you up out of joy, you winced a bit (bc of your ankle) and he immediately stopped. He’s a tad worried (but more excited) and immediately asked: “sorry, you okay?”

“Y-yeah,” the cape that was draped around you, was now wrapped around your figure since he adjusted it. He then puts his head in the crook of your neck and said: “thank you Y/n…”

“For what exactly?...”

“For not rejecting me,” you laughed and you could feel him smile on you.

“No but in all honesty, for being there. You’ve always had my back in times where I never knew I needed it. Humbled me when I should’ve done so myself, and cared for me when I was reckless. And now...you’ve given me the best gift I could ever have.”

“That being?”

“You of course.”

Your smile softened as you kissed his cheek yet again, making his head raise, meeting eye to eye.

“You’re one of, if not the best thing that’s ever happened to me...Jean”

ExtRA (in dot jots/hc’ish):

Warning: slangish grammar

EVERYONE WAS SPYING

Y'ALL COME BACK TO SEE CONNIE'S BALD HEAD WAVING THROUGH A WINDOW

JEan yELlEd aT thE PooR Boy

He (being Connie) then rats everyone out and they come forth (with such spying eyes)

Eren then yells: “SO ARE YOU GUYS DATING NOW, OR WHAT!? WE’VE BEEN WAITING FOREVER!”

“WHAT!?” you both exclaim

Sasha *visibly crying for a dramatic effect*

Christa looking like a saint blessing a marriage between two doves

Ymir: “y’all ain't slick, that’s all imma say.”

Bertholdt be giving older brother vibes, and don’t say anything. Reiner on the other hand, makes a face (teasing of course) and walks away with Berty (it’s like, giving his baby away...which is illegal)

(Jean feeling like he’s committed a crime after Bertholdt’s reaction-)

Mikasa smiles for once, and is awaiting for your answer

“Well-”

“Yes, yes we are...if he’s okay with it-”

“O-of course I am,” you both blush as Eren rolls his eyes (teasingly)

“You guys are like a bunch of kids. Alright, we should head to bed now. Y’all have all the time in the world to be lovey dovey, but for now, let’s hit the hay.”

For once, Jean agrees with eren who gives you both a playful grin

“Especially you horse boy, you gon need it-”

“WHAT DID YOU SAY!?” -a very angry JeAn

Armin taps your shoulder and whispers “congrats,” as he catches up with the other two

Jean is visually embarrassed, but then looks at you and feels nothing but happiness, along with yourself. One you hoped would never disappear.

Ⅲ > Ⅴ

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Nähkästchenplauderei

For those who didn’t know, that’s German. Normally it would be “aus dem Nähkästchen plaudern” which literally translates to “to talk out of the sewing box”. It’s a common phrase in Germany. Means something like “to spill some beans” or “to catch up on all the gossip”or “to share private information”.

Reason why I’m telling you this?

It’s me, Elena. This is a new part of my blog now. I want to involve all of you more in my daily writing and and the related funny stories, problems or ideas and inspirations. Maybe that’s interesting for you. Maybe it’s just a therapeutic exercise for me, when I’m (not) in the mood to write. Not sure yet. xD

I’ll call it “Nähkästchenplauderei” because I talk about me and writing fanfic but not really about their content. I’ll give you some insider stories about the fanfics I wrote/will write. Funny things. What happened to me during writing it, what gave me inspiration and how I do my research or what is important to me about a certain story and why I’m writing it. The daily life (cough *and struggle* cough) of a writer. If you’re not interested in these pieces of information, then you’ll see just the heading and you’ll know ‘Aaaah, that’s not a story I can read so that’s not interesting for me’. So it’s easier for you to skip. But I thought this could be interesting for you. I want to get to know you more and you can always laugh with me or smack your forehead because of my craziness. This could be fun and I am encouraging you to discuss themes or to tell me your opinion or own experiences. Of course, I hope that many of you take part. ❤️

I’ll tag you all only in this part, afterwards you can tell me, if you want to be notified. If you don’t drop a comment, I’ll automatically take you off my taglist for “Nähkästchenplauderei”. I don’t know how many parts this will have. I’ll write one every time I’m in the mood for it.

*oOo*

Nähkästchenplauderei - A blog about my blog.

A new passion - Or the story of me buying a guitar on Amazon at 1am

I always do a lot of research for my stories. I know some authors hate it, but I love doing research. It’s like playing detective and investigating while educating myself further. I always do Pinterest boards (I can share them with you, if you want) for my series because looking at the pictures and the links inspires me during writing. The ‘Simple Man Series’ is Set in an alternative universe where Jensen is a Country singer. I had no idea about country music, to be honest. I got all my knowledge about it from watching ‘Walk the line’ but that’s it. Obviously, I needed to do research! I created a Spotify playlist for the series (which I will link as soon as it’s uploaded).

When I wrote Suspirium or collected pictures for my Pinterest boards I always listened to it. Somehow I fell in love with this kind of music. I never played an instrument because I didn’t have the patience. I played to flute in fifth grade, because it was part of the Music class. We even got grades for playing it. Let me tell you, it was a disaster! Always got Ds. Although I got an A one time. Every time I practiced the flute, my dog started to howl. You see, it really was awful. I believe that’s why I lost the interest in playing an instrument. I still went to the choir, though, because I loved singing (still do). I always said, if I had the patience I’d love to learn the piano or the guitar, because these are basic instruments and you can play everything on them.

Guess what? I sat there and was writing Suspirium when an idea started to from in my head. There are dozens of Corona online lessons for the guitar, beginner models of guitars aren’t that expensive and you can still sell them or use them as decoration. Normally, I overthink everything. I need ages to make an decision, normally weeks or months till I lost the interest. So I did my research. Which model? Acoustic, western or concert? Which size? Guitar scale? How do I identify a quality product? Best YouTube channels? Best apps?

Found a black one and I immediately fell in love with it. And guess what? It’ll arrive by tomorrow afternoon! :D I really did it and I’m a bit proud of myself for not overthinking it! I’m looking forward to learning every song of artists I love. Adele, Pink, Ed Sheeran, Sam Smith, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Linkin Park, Train, Oasis, James Arthur, Tom Walker, Lewis Capaldi, James Blunt, Bruno Mars, Coldplay, Shawn Mendes, John Legend, Common Linnets, Lumineers and thousands more. Of course, some of my new Country faves, too.

My first song will either be ‘Simple Man’ because the story was inspired by it and it was the first song that I’ve heard Jensen sing or ‘Hey there Delilah’ because I love that one right now. It’s my current catchy tune.

These will be followed by ‘The One that got away’ by Pink and ‘Bonfire heart’ by James Blunt. If these four aren’t too difficult, of course... I’ll keep you updated. :D

*oOo*

The story behind Suspirium - Or as I like to call it, the story of reviving a more than dead language.

I have that idea since I’ve started this blog some time ago. I wasn’t sure if I should make it a Dean, Sam or Cas story, so I brought my arguments up and you could decide which professor you want, remember? As soon as you chose Sam, I knew that he would be a Latin Prof. That’s based on the canon in the series and my preferences. Sam is the best in Latin in the entire series. And I am able to read, translate AND EVEN SPEAK Latin, so it’s something I can relate to. A great subject, although I know that the opinions on Latin are different.

I can speak five languages (German - my mother tongue, English, Spanish, Dutch and Latin, I’d like to learn French soon) and I personally think Latin’s a beautiful language. Of course, it doesn’t sound as beautiful and elegant as French (although French has its origin in Latin). But a language is a lot more than the emphasis. In one of the first chaps of Suspirium Sam and Reader discuss the beauty of Latin.

“Latin is the language of law, architecture and engineering, the military, science, philosophy, religion and - of particular interest here - the language of a flourishing literature which for centuries served as a model for all Western literature. The Latin of literature speaks of love and war in hundreds of masterpieces, reflects on the body and soul, develops theories about the meaning of life and the tasks of man, about the fate of the soul and the nature of matter, sings of the beauty of nature, the meaning of friendship, the pain of losing all that is dear to one; and it criticizes depravity, ponders death, the arbitrariness of power, violence and cruelty. It creates inner images, puts emotions into words, formulates ideas about the world and social life. Latin is the language of the relationship between the one and everything.” Suspirium, Chapter 3

Roman poets are more than two millennia dead, BUT the themes they wrote about (Love, pain, friendship and braveness, also sex...) are still actual in our society. They stood the test of time. A language where no ‘thank you’ exists, just a ‘to be thankful’. This language is mysterious, its culture unbelievable nowadays. It’s like an enigma that wants to be solved - or not, depends on you and if you learn your vocabulary. Trust me, I had to learn that the hard way in seventh grade. ;)

Sam is basically my old Latin teacher. He uses the same methods and tells the same things. He makes jokes, adds additional information and makes his students question the meaning behind the poems and stories. Sometimes I even used words my teacher said to us. I looked up some of my Latin notes and use that for the lectures. It’s a lot of fun and that’s where I get my inspiration from. A big thank you to my teacher. This story would not work out without him always encouraging me and explaining everything to me, even if he had to do it three times. Gratiam habeo, magister. :D

Questions for you, only if you want to:

Do you play an instrument? Which or would you like to play one?

What’ your favourite genre and who’s your favourite artist and which song?

How many languages do you speak? Which? Which would you like to speak (in addition)?

Wanna tell me your name and origin?

-> Next post will probably be about how I make my covers, choose GIFs, find inspiration on Pinterest and Spotify and my first friendship ever on Tumblr some years ago. And how I got in touch with SPN.

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the wedding date - ch. 6

a/n: hope you enjoy! heads up the next chapter will be nsfw

part 6 of the percabeth fake dating!au

part 1

“Cheers!”

Piper and her bridesmaids clinked phallic shot glasses with “P GETS J’d” engraved on the sides, and each downed shots of tequila.

The interior of Cabin 10, Piper’s old cabin, had been completely redecorated by Drew and Leo that afternoon. The pink walls and vanities that littered the floor were decked out in various penius paraphernalia. The bridal party, all decked out in clubbing clothes and bridesmaid sashes, all gathered around a truly impressive array of alcohols and cocktail ingredients to pre-game Piper’s hen do.

Leo climbed on top of a pink velour ottoman, “Ahem, attention!” He clinked a hot pink penis-shaped straw against his shot glass, “Welcome to Beauty Queen’s Final Night Out—”

“Ah, ah, ah, no, Leo, that is not what we’re calling it,” Piper chimed, sucking on lime.

“Fine, Piper’s Penis Parade—”

“No.”

“Rest in Peace, Piper’s Innocen—”

“Leo.”

“Fine! Piper’s bachelorette party,” Leo grumbled, “Got an exciting night for you ladies planned. Argus is gonna drive you guys in-land to the club, you’ll dance the night away with an open bar, and he’ll drive you guys back here when you’re all thoroughly blacked out. Be mindful, though, for those in the wedding party, we have a dance lesson in the morning so go crazy, go stupid, but you have to have a functioning body in the morning.”

Even though they were just going to the one-and-only source of night life in Montauk, Annabeth looked at her friends, they looked amazing. She felt extremely good herself in a short, black bodycon dress that showed off her athletic build and her “man killer” heels from college — the alcohol in her system helped too.

As Leo rattled off the list of things to be mindful of during the night, Annabeth leaned over and began to make herself a martini.

Piper, in white jeans and a flowy, low-cut top under her sparkly white “Bride” sash, nudged Annabeth as she plopped an olive into her glass, “Hey, make me one too. A double if Leo is going to keep on talking.”

Annabeth chuckled, glancing over to Leo atop the footrest who had been joined by Drew in listing off the acceptable songs to request to the DJ. She handed Piper the martini glass.

“Thanks,” Piper muttered, throwing it back, “I am exhausted after today, but Leo insisted I have my bachelorette party tonight with everyone here.”

“Today was so fun, though,” Annabeth said, “I forgot how much I missed this place.”

“Percy looked like he was having a good time.”

“Oh? I’m glad, I was a little nervous about bringing him.”

“I could tell. But he’s great, ‘Beth, really. I’m glad you brought him,” Piper said, “I know I only met him this morning, but you guys are good together. I just sense this easiness with the two of you. He seems to make you happy”

Annabeth flushed. Percy did make her happy, “Yeah, he’s—Percy’s a good guy.”

Thalia, who was downing her second drink, piped into their conversation, “We’re talking about Percy? Yeah, Annabeth, Percy. I mean, wow. That is a hot piece of ass, right there. And I like men and women so it takes a lot to catch my eye.”

Annabeth nodded in agreement and grabbed a hard cider from the cooler just to keep from having to respond.

“I mean you always got the cute ones, didn’t you?” Thalia said, taking the cider from her and handing Annabeth her empty wine glass. “Percy, Luke...”

“Thalia—” Piper said.

“But then again, it took you years of pining after Luke for him to notice you. It’s funny how you and Percy, how long did you say, a month ago? Only? And you already brought him to us. I can see why though, he’s so goddamn attractive.

Annabeth’s face and anger flared, “Thalia—”

Thalia rambled on, “Perfect timing so you could have a wedding date because gods forbid perfect Annabeth with her perfect career and perfect life not have a perfect date, too. It was easy though, right, because all the guys fall for Annie! He’s no Luke, though.”

“Enough, Thals. She’s just drunk, ” Piper muttered to Annabeth, rolling her eyes. She could tell Piper was annoyed with her fiancé’s sister. Thankfully, Leo had finished explaining proper night club dance circle etiquette and Drew started blasting trashy pop.

Knock, knock.

“Was anyone missing?” Piper asked, counting heads around the room, “No, all five of you are here, Calypso wasn’t feeling well and Reyna’s down with the boys.”

“I’ll get it!” Thalia said, crossing the cabin to the door, a fresh glass of rosé in hand.

It was Percy.

With the tequila and wine already flowing through their veins, Piper’s bridesmaids erupted in squeals when they saw him — an expected reaction for any attractive man who happened to fall prey to a bachelorette party.

Annabeth stood from Piper’s side and met him at the door, “Hi,” she said, her eyes bright and cheeks flushed from the alcohol.

“Wow,” Percy said, seeing her short, black dress and stilettos, “You look amazing.”

“Thanks,” Annabeth smirked, this dress was a killer every time. “What are you doing here?” Annabeth was acutely aware of all the girls staring daggers at them.

“You forgot your wallet in our cabin,” Percy said, holding out her black leather wristlet.

“Oh, thank you, I didn’t even notice,” Annabeth said, taking it from him. Percy glanced over her shoulder and also noticed their audience. He waved.

“Sorry to intrude, ladies.”

“No, no!” Drew said, clambering over everyone to meet them at the door, “Have a drink with us!”

“Nah, it’s alright,” Percy said, brushing his dark curls out of his face, “I should head over, Jason invited me to join his stag night.”

“What are you guys doing?”

“Just some beers down by the lake.”

“Don’t forget board games,” Piper called from where she was lounging, “Jason will definitely insist on board games.”

“Are you heading down to the lake now, Percy?” Leo asked, “I’ll join you.”

“You’re not coming with us, Leo?” Annabeth asked.

“Please, I may be the Man of Honor, but I still want to hang with my boys. Shall we Percy?”

Percy nodded as Leo ran down the itinerary again with Drew, the acting party planner in his absence. Percy settled his hands on Annabeth’s waist, kissing her lightly on the cheek, “Be safe tonight, okay?”

Annabeth flushed from the kiss, but retorted, “I can take care of myself.”

“I know you can.”

“Ready, Perce?” Leo said, striding towards the door. Percy nodded.

“Bye,” Annabeth said, waving with the hand clutching her wallet, “Have fun.”

The door had barely shut before Annabeth was attacked with squeals about how attractive Percy was.

“Where the heck did you find him, Annie!” “Where can I get one?” “It’s like you bought him at a Build-a-Boy.”

“You have no idea,” Annabeth muttered.

____________

“I will trade you two ballistae for your war elephant,” Frank said, pushing a pile of chips towards Nico.

“Fat chance, Zhang,” Nico said, “We’re not letting Hannibal go for some ballistae.”

Frank and Percy and Jason had gotten on well during capture-the-flag today and invited him to come along to the bachelor party. Percy had felt a little weird crashing since he had met all these guys just this morning, but there was something about being at a summer camp that accelerated friendships — like how when you would meet a kid at the playground and be playing like you were best friends five minutes later.

They had set up a nice spread at the lake dock, beer, chips, cigars (just for show, Nico was the only one he held one in his mouth and it was unlit) and, as Piper had promised, board games. They were playing a game called Siege that Frank had brought over for Camp Jupiter. It was super complicated with lots of pieces and points and bonuses so Percy had teamed up with Frank for the first round.

Leo pulled up a folding chair to their table and handed out beers, “Who’s winning?”

Jason grinned, pushing up his glasses, “Me, who else.”

“My bad, I’m slowing Frank down,” said Percy, “I just can’t wrap my head around the objective of the ‘Octavian’ card.”

“No one ever does,” Leo chuckled, “Doesn’t matter though, Percy came by the girls’ cabin earlier. You’re winning no matter what. The ladies love you.”

Percy grabbed a handful of chips, “Shut up, Valdez.”

Jason shuffled his cards, “He’s right, Percy. You got Annabeth, that is quite the respectable feat.”

“Oh?” Percy said. He recalled Rachel always talking about her roommate during Romeo & Juliet rehearsals, and he remembered seeing her and thinking she was them most beautiful person he’d ever seen at opening night so getting to know Annabeth today had been a dream. He could tell right away she was not someone to be messed with, but it was interesting to hear about her from her childhood best friends.

The conversation had finally pulled Frank away from his card game strategizing, “Annabeth’s scary.”

Will piped up from the edge of the dock where he was strumming his guitar, “It’s true. I’ve known Annabeth since we were seven and one time she punched this one camper in the face when he tried to give her a flower.”

“She always wins capture the flag. One, because she’s an awesome battle strategist, but also because everyone’s too scared to find out what’s going to happen if she doesn’t win.”

At that moment, Reyna, Jason’s best woman, came over, “I started a bonfire if you guys want to roast hot dogs.”

“Oh, heck, yes,” Jason said, abandoning the game, “You’re the best, Rey.” Jason pecked her on the cheek. She lovingly shoved him.

Leo followed him, “Yeah, RA-RA, you are the best.” He also leaned to peck Reyna on the cheek, but she held up a hand.

“Don’t even think about it, Valdez.”

“You want to grab some hot dogs?” Percy asked Frank.

“Nah, I’m good. Still stuffed from dinner.”

“Same.”

Will and Nico also decided to stay behind at the dock with them. Nico was on his umpteenth beer and nicely settled in his chair, and Will leaned against him, still strumming a tune on his guitar.

Frank set down his cards, “How did you and Annabeth get together if I could ask?”

Percy cleared his throat, he and Annabeth had repeated the story many times today, but he still needed to be careful to keep things as vague and close to the truth as possible, “Rachel directed a show I was in, and we met at opening night.”

“I’m glad you made it past her hard exterior, not a lot of people do. She is scary, but it’s because she’s guarded.”

Percy nodded, he loved hearing more about Annabeth, “How old were you guys when you met?”

“I was sixteen, she was seventeen. Being a teenager really just is the worst, I felt all awkward and huge, but she helped me out. She cares a lot, and once she cares about you, well, let’s just say she’s a great person to have on your team. But you know that.”

“Right.” Percy had of course noticed right away that Annabeth was a guarded person, but they were so easy together. He felt a jolt of pride that he too got to experience the softer, caring side of Annabeth that really only her childhood friends experienced.

“Who’s a great person to have on your team?” Luke had wondered over from the bonfire.

Frank reddened. Percy cleared his throat, “Annabeth.”

Luke paused. “Oh, uh, yeah. She is.”

“I know,” Percy said, holding his gaze.

“Look man,” Luke said, “I’m sure someone filled you in, and I know it’s awkward—”

“Oh, I don’t feel awkward,” Percy said, “Sorry if having your ex’s new boyfriend around makes you feel awkward.”

Frank’s head ping-ponged between Luke and Percy.

Luke’s gaze hardened, “I don’t know what you’ve heard about us—”

“Yeah, man, fuck you for real,” Nico barged in, slurring his words, “You really messed up with Annabeth, that was such a dick move. Wasn’t it a dick move, babe?”

Will stood up with his guitar, and hoisted Nico up from the chair, “I think it’s time for us to go and put this one to bed before he says anything else. Come on, babe.”

Jason, Leo, and Reyna returned with a plate of roasted hot dogs and buns. “You two leaving?” Jason asked.

Will nodded, motioning to Nico slumped against his side, “It’s time.”

Percy stood, too, “I’ll go with you. Jason, thanks so much for letting me crash your party. Goodnight everyone.”

As Percy walked through camp back to Cabin 3, he let his thoughts wander to the blonde that had been on his mind since opening night of Romeo & Juliet. He was so surprised with himself when he received that call from her and immediately said yes. Truth was, he had already been planning on asking Rachel for her number. He honestly would’ve been her date to this wedding for free.

_____

Annabeth was so drunk.

She had been pissed at Thalia, and flustered by Percy so she coped by being Piper’s drinking buddy and took shots with the bride all night.

The lovely bride-to-be was currently weeping in her sister’s lap in the backseat of the car. “I just, hiccup, love Jason so much, Drew,” Piper wailed, “There’s just, like, so much love in me for that stupid, hiccup, dumb blonde.”

Drew had taken her sister-of-the-bride duties well and took care of them that night, including rounding them all up from the dance floor to bring them home at midnight. She smoothed Piper’s hair, “I know, sweetie, it’s because of mom. She really fucked us up in the love department.”

Everyone else was also in various stages of inebriation — Thalia was pouty, Hazel giggly and happily, and Annabeth was feeling brave and confident and was laser-focused on one thing — Percy. She wanted to see him and his stupid hair and stupid green eyes and stupid cute smile now. They say sober thoughts are drunken actions, and she needed some action with Percy.

The car dropped them off at the Big House, and they stumbled as a sloppy, bachelorette amoeba to Cabin 10. Drew did her best, passing out makeup wipes and finding everyone sweatshirts to trade for their alcohol and sweat soaked dresses. Soon, Piper and Hazel were snoozing and tucked into a bunk bed. Annabeth had thrown her hair into a ponytail and pulled on a camp shirt and yoga pants. She could always hold her liquor so her peak drunkenness manifested as a confident buzz.

Drew had already slipped on a matching silk pajama set, “Annie, you wanna sleep here? There’s room.”

“No thanks, I think I want to sleep in my own bed.”

Drew grinned, “Use protection, Annabeth!”

_______

Percy’s dreams always took him to the water. He was surfing. He was swimming. He was a kid splashing in the water with his mom. He was swimming with a beautiful mermaid with long, flowing blonde curls. She was getting dragged by the current and getting tangled the seaweed.

“Hey!” bubbles spewed under his mouth, “The seaweed, watch out! The seaweed—”

“Percy.”

Percy woke up to Annabeth sitting on the edge of their bed, gently nudging him awake, “Hey, Seaweed Brain.” He sat up.

“Is it time to start getting ready?” he mumbled, wiping away drool.

“No,” she grinned, “It’s like two in the morning. You were dreaming.”

“Oh, um,” Percy flushed.

Annabeth stood and held out her hand, “Come on a walk with me, I want to show you around camp.”

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28 Unexpectedly Awesome Things To Do In Seattle

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28 Unexpectedly Awesome Things To Do In Seattle

Seattle is a melting pot of culture, rain, and coffee.

1. See a majestic sunrise at Smith Tower.

The Space Needle is for suckers. Any true Seattleite knows that the Smith Tower — a local best-kept secret — has an equally amazing view of downtown Seattle.

2. Feast on corn dogs and strong drinks at Unicorn Bar.

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Tucked away on Capitol Hill is a carnival-themed dive where you can drink to your heart’s content, eat deep-fried Snickers bars, and prance around in a unicorn helmet.

3. Have coffee like a true Seattleite at Cafe Allegro.

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With a coffee shop around every corner, an Americano is always at your fingers — but Cafe Allegro, Seattle’s first coffee shop, has one of the best. (Other worthy contenders? Cafe Lladro, Milstead, and Stumptown.)

4. Brunch like there’s no tomorrow at the Portage Bay Cafe.

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This Seattle brunch haven is known for its organic ingredients and delicious American fare. Line too long? Just skip to the front — you’ll (probably) only be met with a grimace and a healthy dose of passive aggressiveness.

5. Become one with nature at The Seattle Arboretum.

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Birkenstocks optional.

6. Set sail (for free!) at The Center For Wooden Boats.

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Every Sunday for the past 25 years, volunteer skippers and crew take Seattleites out on the water gratis — on spirit boats, schooners, and even the occasional yacht.

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Two words of warning, though: 1) You will most definitely become addicted to Brouwer’s Café’s dragon sauce. 2) For each Rainier or Coors Light you fail to drink, a hipster loses his mustache.

8. Party like you’re from The 206 at Rock Box.

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Karaoke until closing time? Check.

9. Eat organic at Local 360.

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All of the items on Local 360’s menu are all sourced from within 360 miles of its location. Also on hand? One of the best burgers in Belltown.

10. Have an outdoor adventure at Discovery Park.

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Walk the coast, sit in the grass, and pitch a bonfire on a warm summer day. Parched from your nature quest? Stop into Oliver’s Twist in Magnolia for cocktails like The Bumble — with bourbon, lemon, and creme de peche.

11. Rent a canoe at The WAC.

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The University of Washington (Go Huskies!) has a backyard filled with scenic wonders. Pass the blooming cherry trees in The Quad, walk down to The WAC, and canoe to your heart’s content. The WAC is open to the public, except for those who lost this year’s Apple Cup. Sorry Cougs.

12. Enjoy a taste of Asia at Uwajimaya.

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Whether you’re looking for mochi candies, bubble tea, or frozen chicken feet, Uwajimaya supermarket has all of the above. It’s also in the International District, which is worth a trip on its own.

13. Class up your night at Needle & Thread.

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There’s no official drink menu at this speakeasy that’s hidden above Tavern Law. Instead, you’ll tell the bartender your liquor of choice, and they’ll work their magic.

14. Pull up to Dick’s Drive-In.

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Seattle has a plethora of locally sourced, gluten-free, vegan, and organic food available, but let’s be honest: Sometimes you don’t want any of that. Enter Dick’s — for every Seattleite’s favorite $2 non-organic, extra-gluten, cheese-filled burger.

15. Travel to Europe at Shultzy’s German bar.

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Backpack to the heart of Seattle’s University District for this popular German bar, complete with rowdy college kids, and a menu of Germany’s best brews. Ready for a challenge? Get a boot of beer for you and your mates — whoever takes the last sip pays!

16. Experience Vietnamese culture at Green Leaf.

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The “Seattle Freeze” is alive and well, but the steamy bowls of pho at Greenleaf will definitely help with that.

17. Play tourist on the water taxi to West Seattle.

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Locals and tourists will agree that the water taxi has some of the best views of the Seattle skyline. Ensure you don’t look like the latter by wearing your wool socks, hiking boots, and Patagonia jacket.

18. Give into your sweet tooth at Molly Moon’s.

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Failure to sample the salted caramel will result in the biggest regret of your life — other than your crazy ex.

19. Hide away at the Knee High Stocking Club.

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Behind the barely-marked door, you’ll find a well-stocked bar, inventive craft cocktails, and a vibe that’s a welcome throwback to the ’20s.

20. Go pet and hipster-watching at Greenlake.

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Head to Greenlake for a stroll around the blissful lake alongside ducks, dog-walkers, and on occasion, a techie in the flesh.

21. Grab a hot dog after a night out.

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Yes, a hot dog. Every New Yorker knows a pizza slice is the best way to end a night on the town. But every Seattleite knows a night isn’t complete without a stop by the local hotdog cart. For a true Seattle experience, make sure to pack on the cream cheese. (It’s a ~thing~.)

22. Plan a date on Capitol Hill.

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Come rocking your chicest flannel and trek to Sun Liquor on Capitol Hill. Here you’ll find handcrafted adult beverages — like the Mai Tai, of course — that can turn any rainy day sunny in no time.

23. Get spooked in Pioneer Square.

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What’s scarier than a bar without PBR? A ghost-guided tour in Pioneer Square, where you can learn about Seattle’s spooky history from a Pioneer Square pro.

24. Escape to Vashon Island.

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A perfect day-escape — where you can a) find solace, and b) do yoga on a paddleboard amongst quinoa-eating yuppies. Namaste.

25. Hitch a ride on The SLUT*.

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No trip to Seattle is complete without a few drinks and a fun ride. Take a spin on the South Lake Union Trolley for a scenic tram ride.

*C’mon, what did you think we were talking about?

26. Take a trip to Myrtle Edwards Park.

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For a high you won’t forget, head to Myrtle Edwards Park for swimming, picnic spots, and Seattle’s annual Hempfest.

27. Root for the home team.

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Looking for a great view of the the beloved Seahawk’s Stadium? Befriend a resident of Stadium Place for a shot that dreams are made of.

28. Head to The Hill for a phenomenal photo op.

Pro-tip: You’ll find one of the best views in Seattle at the Volunteer Park Water Tower.

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Do you remember Do you remember when you got so plastered Let it slip that you're a - Do you remember, Before you went to china You stuck that hotdog in your FRIDGE And do you remember all those funny bits, When you took your shirt off and showed your BELLY BUTTON Do you remember when you left that lamp on, And everyone saw blood on your TAMPON. YOU WERE MEANT TO STOP ME TOM IM SORRY Do you remember when, You smoked that blunt Started acting like a bloody... NICE GUY Do you remember when you smashed a glass bowl, A big Shard flew right up your.. Do you remember when you wore red lipstick, left a mark right on his big.. Do you remember riding like a demon Ended up choking on his Poked a cat Do you remember when you got so plastered, Let it slip that you are a.. Do you remember when I gave you protection, But you couldn't manage to get an CORRECTION I DID, I DID DO IT, HEY YOU WERE THERE, I DID DIDNT I.... My turn. Do you remember those peaceful nights. The starry skies, the moon shined bright. You whispered in my ear.. Come fuck me tonight. But I said no! I wanted to remind celibate. Because I'm a good Christian. I could take up a missionary position? That would be perfection - I mean perdition ... Memorable was the smoke, from the bonfire that we stoked. We told jokes, and spooky stories, and roasted Marshmallows. And I was joyful! My dreams were soft and MOIST. Gabi: 3am Megan: I was warm and cosy. Tom: Through bonfire smoke he appeared. Beth: I was fucking wasted. Mesha: In the middle of nowhere. Tom: An industrial factory, abandoned. Angela: He looked abandoned. All: Lost. Gabi: Just a dog really, nothing special. Mesha: I’ve never liked dogs. Angela: No way! I love dogs. Tom: He was so happy to see us, came right over Megan: A sausage dog Gabi: Skipping over All/Tom: Everyone wanted a touch Beth: I was attacked by a dog. Mesha: He didn’t have a collar, Angela: Maybe we should search for his owner? Beth: I was bitten, I’ve got scars. Tom: He sat in the middle of our circle, Gabi: I kept expecting his owner to turn up Mesha: Pull us out of this strange, Megan: Wonderful Beth: Situation. All: All eyes on him. Tom: He moves, (in cannon) we (I) follow. Angela: He’s in charge now. Megan: We could take him in! Angela: Share him Tom: One day a week between us.. Gabi: It could work Megan: Yes Beth and Mesha: No Gabi and Tom: Perhaps Angela and Megan: yes! Gabi: Well, majority rules Megan: Our foster dog. Angela: Our friend. Everyone: George Hayden: Welcome to the group George 2. Everyone: George is sick. Megan: Once he’d clear a bowl of food in thirty seconds. Beth: Nowadays, he scarcely opens his mouth. Angela: Once he’d grin like a happy dog. Mesha: He would leave muddy paw prints on my lap, Beth: He would yip and yowl for attention. Tom: Nowadays he can only manage a weak growl. Gabi: George is shutting down. Everyone? His eyes are sad. Beth: He can't stop crying. Mesha: He's doesn't understand what's happening to him. Tom : Why can't he run anymore? Everyone: George is dying. Beth: His stubby legs tremble with each step. Gabi: So he sleeps and dreams of old days. Angela: Leftovers of summer barbeques Tom: Shredding furniture and playing the fool. Megan: Being pampered every Tuesday. Angela and megan: Cuddles and TV in the evening. Mesha: Nowadays, George wakes up in agony. Megan: : We should have taken him to the vets! Gabi: We should have looked after our friend, the way he looked after us. Tom: Strange how quickly affection can turn sour. Beth: He sprayed out Diarrhoea onto my silk dress. Tom, Mesha, Beth: Now that’s betrayal George. Mesha: That’s something an enemy would do DUO LOGUE B: Oh look, There's lucy danni says, dancing the dinner table. She married your ex Dylan ya know A: oh no there's Cal I better keep a low profile B: Ugh she's seen me now, I better go say hi, I mean we used be best mates --. How fucking awkward A: she's coming over, I better be polite B: dammit, she's got this real look of fear in her eyes, like fight or flight, She gets off the table, hi A: oh hi Annie, haven't seen you in forever, how have you been since we were last together? B: yeah fine couldn't be better, why did I do this, this is awkward as hell and it doesn't help she's drunk as well - how fucking awkward A: oh good to hear, why did she come over she can see I'm not up for this chat B:how have you been…? How's the new family? Dylan, swear I really miss him *bluuurrrrp* and you asss welll I've missed you! A: what is she saying? Dylan why talk about him?! Got married two years ago B: yeah I saw Facebook. Danni was made of honour. And Ella was bridesmaid. And Evan. And Sarah. And Luke surprisingly. And James. And you sisters best mates cousins sister A: must got lost in the mail, there's that guy I met one Me: how fucking awkward Whahey gonna vomit, Ella's gonna vomit Blugh blugh soaked in vomit Now they're soaked in vomit Blugh blugh soaked in vomit Lizzie soaked in vomit Passed out in her vomit She's passed out in h r vomit Waney gonna vomit Blugh blugh soaked in vomit Blugh blugh Lizzie soaked in vomit Passed out in her vomit She passed out in her voooomit Party monoluge Fetch a stranger, your not in danger! So come in closer, take their hand, turn around. Now find a new partner, get friendly. Scratch their back, you enjoying that? Put your hand round their shoulder, be a bit bolder! Now have a sway, start this way. Now jump in the air And do your disco dares Scratch your leg and turn around I dare you to sit on the ground Now don't play dead just bob your head Get up now and find a pal Shake their hand and say hey man (or lady) And turn around we're going again Jump jump in the air I'll give you a disco dare I dare you to wag your tails! Shake them! Come on shake that butt! Now stay still freeze and wait! Now follow me! Come on get walking! Now ready to speak? Repeat after me! Wooohooooo! Woooo wooo woohoo woo woo woo (bark) I said rarrrrhhh Barh barh barh I haven't seen these lot in years and they're still a bunch of twats. They've got good hearts and all that, but they're boring as now Surprisingly the art world is a lot more thrilling If I go now They might not notice the door, going On like this could be a seriously boring Oh free alcohol Don't mind me It's really hot in here, I can feel sweat beading on my skin I've had a few now. Loosened up Apparently it's my dare, Evan says, well it's only fair I've got to lick Luke nipple , It's going pussey Ella says she'll pour me a drink, Make it a vodka and coke, triple! I'm too old for this shit, oh fuck you're at a party embrace it This is the old gang, it's time to face it, You're gonna do some gross shit tonight Let's fucking do this Fishy wishy FISHYWISHY REWORKED I had always been such a twat - I said But I loved fishy wishy more than life - I dare So I really wasn't expecting thaT - I could see I said, If I ever get where I want in life - I could see from his stare He'll come with me, taking it in his strife. - The intent That's when I heard Ella shout I DARE YOU Tooooo swallow, drink, down, drown, guzzle, gobble, sip, slurp, consume, devour, chomp, wolf, nibble, ingest, swill, scoff, slug *Breathe* chugalug fishy wishy I was chugging his bowl with such fervour Still swimming unaware of his impending murder Tears streamed down my face Or was that fish water I was insane, I was really gonna drain his fishbowl Sink my tiny little friend whole I was really sad she felt really bad I felt him wriggling My belly was jiggling Neknomination A true abomination He was my best friend But I felt him blending With my dinner Forgive me lord I'm a sinner New one - dog speech He shook with fear on the dust sheet. We didn’t want any mess. He looked at the world through playful eyes. A: How can these people be so cruel - Pretending to sense movement and pouncing on it. A: I use to know them way back at school - Our heads followed it like laser beams. It seemed to move faster than our thoughts could. A: The stuff we use to do was never this extreme, I actually enjoyed it and was even very keen - It was trying escape the situation wasn’t it? He watched as we nourished and befriended him. A: But I guess they've turned into a monster - Can’t turn back now. A: An evil curse ridden monster - We circled around it trapping it in the centre, blocking off any escape, Silence. A: Things suddenly turned dark - No more playing - it stopped moving and paused time itself. Suddenly it growled out! A: The people I called my friends? What have they become? - He made a trilling sound, Our contact was affection to him. Love. A: I have a life and a family to - Can’t turn back now. A: I am sweet, kind and loyal to you - We weighed up our options A: Have they forgotten that I am alive? - We come to a conclusion A: No, we have to do something about this - Song It's there,in front of me My one chance to be free This thing, this dare Time to show how little I care Oooo I'm standing here Oooo I'm still standing here IT keeps looking at me With love in its eyes But I don't say word Good times have to end No chance to pretend Its time to just let you’re your hand go Let my hand go I see it rising Your desire to keep on trying No need to weep Have to put this dog to sleep Oooo, I'm trying here Oooo, I'm still trying here It keeps looking at me With fear in its eye But I don't say a word This all has to end No chance to pretend It's time to just, let my hand go Let your hand go Anthem. Original (04/06/17) C We're young and free Just dancing to beat G All night until the suns up Am Living our lives so recklessly F All night until our times up Funny how the day turns around With a drink in hand and you're party bound Wednesday night Where else would we be We'll party all night just watch and see Laughing and dancing all through the night Not a care in the world Not tonight Falling over and over again Cause the musics so loud we can't be still Chorus. Don't stop now the fun is just beginning We're all here, and we are all living Nothing can stop us No nothing will break us We're in it together We're here for each other No distance between us will keep us away We're here tonight Yeah we're here to stay No matter the decision we gotta make We're keeping all our demons far at bay Oh we're all falling apart Oh we don't want the fun to stop Oh decision oh decisions Can't we leave them til Twilight Oh decision oh decisions Can't we throw them out of our minds Oh we all have our own lives Oh but tonight we reunite Oh decisions oh decisions Can't we leave them til twilight Oh decisions oh decisions Can't we throw them out of our minds Chorus x 3

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