#everyone else. >:( u r on thin fucking ice
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im seeing all this kenny hate on twt - ppl bein like trade him he’s trash bc steelers suck this year. worst ol in the league, toothpick lookin defense minus cam heyward (that is OVERPAID) and the best WRs in the league they keep telling me except i seen johnson fumble more balls than catch and claypool middle name is butterfingers and the coaching staff is trashhhhhhhhh and their attitudes trashhhhh. like ur kidding me ur kidding me. also shoutout to my boy george pickens manifesting some throws for u. everyone else ur on thin fucking ice.
but what im trying to say is these people know fuck all abt football/struggle/building. yinz lame as fuck. there are the games where u just sit and take it (thats where we are rn) and THEN there are the games where you feel it inside of you, like that unacceptable “get him off the field” feeling. r yall feeling THAT? or r yinz jus talkin. and everyone better quit actin like the steelers have even been good the past 5-7 years. like what we doin ok cuz we got a winning season and make the playoffs? listen to me my sweet summer children, this is PITTSBURGH. every year we dont win the fucking superbowl is a losing season. THAT is the standard. you wanna win some games? bitch we need to win the world
#AND MAKE IT 7!!!! best on planet earth#i love my city and my team but yinzers are so fuckin fake and coddled and fairweather. like yall ready to quit after 4 games?#yeah walk away then baby walk away#steelers#mm.txt#pgh
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just know that if I ever leave tumblr…. im gonna supernova FOR SURE. like I will be EXPLODING. just know……
#so much pent up rage#mutuals u r safe and beloved#everyone else…. thin ice#personal#like I am sick and insane#i will be blowing the fuck up
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thinking abt how many of u guys would hate bakugo if he were a girl......
#bnha#mha#idk maybe im biased bc i don't rlly like him that much but so many ppl let him get away with so much shit#if he were a female character he would be violently hated by like 80% of the fandom instead of winning the popularity poll every time 😐#anyway there are only like 3 ppl who like bakugo that i actually trust with it (jules my beloved <3)#yes u like bakugo but u like him for smart reasons and u like female characters who act the same way he does u are so smart 😌#everyone else. >:( u r on thin fucking ice#////
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omg just found your account and i'm in love hey, could you do akatsuki headcannons of them being jealous cause u r talking to another member in a flirty way, hope that makes sense. xx
Warnings: Fem!Reader, language, suggestive themes
• Tobi
◊ Let me tell you, Deidara is on thin fucking ice
◊ He is constantly flirting with you and when you remind him that you're with Tobi he just scoffs and keeps flirting like you're joking
◊ Tobi is very protective and even though he trusts you he gets jealous and insecure very easily
◊ He probably wouldn't directly confront Deidara about it but he would do subtle things to make it apparent that you are Tobi's cute lover, not Deidara's
◊ He would come up behind you and pull you close, chirping about how much he loves you, and how much you love him, while Deidara rolls his eyes
◊ Please just hug him and reassure him that you love him, it makes him melt every time
◊ "Tobi just gets...worried Y/N-Chan...He- I love you..."
• Pain
◊ Pain is majorly territorial
◊ He will threaten anyone if he even suspects that they have intentions
◊ He will attack someone if they continuously flirt with you but he tries not to if it's an Akatsuki member
◊ That being said, when Zetsu keeps flirting with you he gets mad
◊ Generally dislikes PDA but he will resort to it if Zetsu doesn't let up
◊ He'd pull you into his lap or use terms of endearment in front of everyone
◊ "As my goddess, you shall always stay by my side. I will not let anyone get in the way of that."
• Itachi
◊ He's so insecure
◊ Itachi would be very possessive but would repress it
◊ He would subtly threaten someone, or remind them who you belong to if their flirting starts to get out of hand
◊ Itachi tries very hard not to say anything, but he will seek your attention if you've been giving someone else a lot of your time
◊ Deidara flirts with you constantly, and you're pretty sure it's just because he hates Itachi
◊ Itachi will just eerily stare at him over you shoulder until he stops
◊ "Love...stay with me for a while, please."
• Kisame
◊ He is soo possessive
◊ He trusts you 100%, but he's still paranoid you may leave him for someone else
◊ He's super passive aggressive when someone tries to flirt with you
◊ Generally his appearance alone is enough to scare off anyone that wants you but there are exceptions
◊ Tobi doesn't outright flirt with you but he compliments you constantly and tries to get very close to you, too close for Kisame's liking
◊ Kisame will lurk and give you lots of affection so that Tobi knows your his, he is also not above marking you
◊ "You're mine, sweetheart. I want everyone to know that."
• Kakuzu
◊ This man, will beat some ass
◊ If anyone even looks at his darling the wrong way, they are toast
◊ He won't do PDA, like ever, but he will scare people off in other ways
◊ Is not above killing someone if they get too close to you
◊ Kakuzu trusts you...but not anyone else
◊ Don't make fun of him for getting jealous, just run your fingers through his hair and tell him how strong he is, that will cool him down much faster
◊ "If anyone even dares to touch you...I will have their heart."
• Sasori
◊ He'd make someone a puppet if they said the wrong thing to you
◊ He'll openly threaten anyone that gets too close to you
◊ Depending on who is flirting with you, he'll respond with varying degrees of aggression but he'll never ignore it
◊ Kakuzu shows interest in you and it pisses Sasori off
◊ Sasori and Kakuzu have had a lot of passive aggressive stand-offs, but neither of them are savage enough to just start fighting over a girl in front of the entire Akatsuki
◊ You are a work of art and like in a museum, no one is allowed to touch the exhibit
◊ "I simply cannot allow these imbeciles to disrespect you with their dirty words."
• Deidara
◊ He will never admit it but he is slightly insecure
◊ Tobi always flirts with you just to mess with him
◊ He knows you would never even think of leaving him for Tobi but it still pisses him off
◊ If you respond positively to Tobi's flirting, -like giggling or even just letting him continue to flirt with you- then Deidara will get mad
◊ He'll tell you how much of an idiot that Tobi is and how you shouldn't even waste your time in his presence and, and-
◊ You just need to kiss him and make sure he knows you'd never leave him, especially not for someone like Tobi
◊ "You are art, un. Art that no else is allowed to admire but me."
• Hidan
◊ Arguably the worst of all the Akatsuki in regards to jealousy
◊ He's not insecure and he doesn't think for even a second that you'd leave him but it pisses him the fuck off when anyone even tries to flirt with you
◊ He will throw down, he doesn't give a damn who's flirting with you
◊ Hidan respects you a lot, but he can be objectifying and possessive sometimes
◊ It's actually because he respects you that he wants you to himself so much
◊ He'll do anything to get someone away from you and assert his dominance, including kissing you in front of them, attacking them, hell, he'd even fuck you in front of them to get the point across
◊ "You're fucking mine okay? I won't let anyone else have you."
• Konan
◊ Konan is a bit insecure that you'd leave her, poor baby has baggage
◊ She wouldn't necessarily get jealous very easily, but she would get insecure if you were giving someone else a lot of your time and were spending more time away from her
◊ If someone is openly saying lewd things about your or being pushy, that's when Konan starts to get upset
◊ She has no problem with putting them in their place or simply pulling you close and making your relationship apparent
◊ Like Pain, Konan isn't really one for PDA, but she will certainly do it if it means others will keep their hands to themselves, we're looking at you, Hidan
◊ Overall, Konan's fairly passive as far as jealousy goes, but you should still take the time to make sure she knows you love her, she appreciates it
◊ "I get...worried, darling. What if someone tries to take you from me?"
• Zetsu
◊ Zetsu is a little complicated with jealousy, but both sides agree that you are theirs, and no one has a right to touch you but them
◊ If someone keeps flirting with you, he can generally scare them off by just being there, especially if he makes it clear that you are his
◊ PDA is definitely not his thing but he'll lean in and give you kiss just so that everyone knows who you belong to
◊ Black Zetsu is literally outraged when anyone tries anything with you, and he will 100% try to at least maim them
◊ White Zetsu is much more laid back but unlike Black Zetsu he gets insecure, he sometimes worries that you would rather have a human lover, which plants other insecurities in his head that he's not good enough for you
◊ How aggressively he reacts essentially depends on who and how much they're flirting with you, but no matter who it is, they are not safe
◊ "You are mine. And I am yours."
#naruto x reader#tobi x reader#obito x reader#pain x reader#itachi x reader#kisame x reader#kakuzu x reader#konan x reader#sasori x reader#deidara x reader#hidan x reader#zetsu x reader
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Chrom: Alright, we’re done decorating the Christmas tree. Stahl, would you mind putting the angel on top?
Stahl: Oh, sure *Throws Donnel on top of the tree*
Henry: Here’s a fun Christmas idea. We hang mistletoe, but instead of kissing, you have to FIGHT whoever else is under it.
Robin: Henry, no.
Lon'qu: Mistle-FOE.
Robin: Please don’t encourage him.
Chrom: You know what they say, you have to kiss under the mistletoe.
Robin:
Robin: Chrom, that's a lettuce leaf.
Basilio, dressed as santa claus: Alright children, time for a vibe check!
Basilio: Your vibes are absolutely DISGUSTING kid. *Goes to yeet the child, Flavia and Olivia running to stop him*
Robin: Chrom, can you hang the lights?
Chrom: Why?
Robin: You know why!
Chrom: Yes, but I want to hear you say it.
Robin:
Chrom:
Robin, glaring: I’m too short.
Ricken: I hate you with every inch of my body.
Gangrel: Well, that's not a lot of inches.
Stahl: You believe me?
Lon'qu: Stahl, you're one of the few good people on this planet. I'd believe cartoon birds helped you get ready this morning.
Frederick: Quick, Robin ’s coming, everyone pretend that you’re gardening. Chrom, grab that little hoe
Chrom: *Picks up Tharja*
Gaius: So, I'm going to grab a healthy breakfast.
Frederick: Are those gummy bears wrapped in a fruit roll-up?
Gaius: Breakfast burrito, but yeah.
Frederick: I pity your dentist.
Gaius: Joke's on you, I don't have a dentist.
Robin: I panic when people compliment me.
Robin: I never know what to say.
Frederick: Great job at practice today Robin!
Robin, panicking: MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Inigo: What’s that story where they bring the monster to life and then have to destroy it?
Brady: Frankenstein?
Owain: Frosty the Snowman.
Owain: Now it’s time for some witty back-and-forth banter! You go first!
Brady: *Enraged screaming*
Owain: Okay, look, I’m not sure where to go with that.
Gaius: *Walks in the living room* hey guys, watcha watching?
Libra: Cake boss
Gaius: THERE’S A BOSS OF CAKE!?!? *Grabs a Brave sword and starts to leave*
Libra: Where you going?
Gaius: Gotta de-throne a motherfucker.
Robin: What are you, 5?!
Vaike: Yeah, 5 heads taller then you.
Robin:
Vaike:
Vaike: Please don't kill me.
Henry: *Covers Ricken's eyes from behind*
Henry: Guess who!
Henry: He’s sweet, adorable, and he’s gonna get really mad if you get it wrong.
Chrom: *Carries all of the groceries in his arms*
Robin: *Reaches out to grab a couple of groceries*
Chrom: *Switches all of the groceries to one arm to hold Robin's hand*
Robin: That’s not what I...okay.
Henry: I'M SCARED OF ELEVATORS
Henry: Buuuttt I don't wanna walk 4 floors down.
Henry: I'm gonna jump lmao
Henry: P A R K O U R
Ricken: NO WTF-
Cherche: I don't know where everyone ended up last night, but is everyone alive and not in jail?
Gerome: Alive.
Cherche: And not in jail?
Gerome: *Read 7:21am*
Cherche: GEROME-
Inigo: He’s making a list, he’s checking it twice!
Henry: He’s gonna find out who’s on thin fucking ice!
Both, in unison: 🎶Santa Claus is calling you outtt!🎶
Owain: Who decided to call it 'emotional baggage' and not 'griefcase'?
Morgan: He's onto something.
Brady: *Deep sigh*
Laurent: My body is betraying me.
Gerome: No, you're exhausted.
Gerome: That happens to people when they keep throwing themselves into danger and refuse to sleep.
Laurent: Well, I highly dislike it.
Gerome: You just need to rest. Close your eyes and--
*Laurent closes his eyes*
Lucina, who just came in: Oh my god. Is he dead?
Frederick: Can I see you? Now.
Gaius, slipping on a camo jacket: You can try.
Gaius: Welcome to the Shepards! Please leave your sanity and common sense at the door.
Laurent: Won’t I need those?
Gaius: Not anymore.
Stahl, skipping stones with Lon'qu: Wow, it's such a beautiful evening.
Lon'qu, under his breath: Take that you fucking lake.
Flavia, answering her phone: Lon'qu? I’m on my way back-
Lon'qu: Aliens are attacking the house.
Flavia: What-
Lon'qu: Oh good, Basilio found the chainsaw, nevermind.
Flavia: WAIT, LON'QU, DON’T HANG UP.
Chrom: This time, we fight Grima using our superpowers.
Chrom: Our two brain cells.
Chrom: Robin. Frederick. It's your time to shine.
Donnel: Be careful marchin' today. It's ass-eating season
Stahl:
Stahl: Donny, do you know what "ass-eating season" means?
Donnel: Yeah, there's ice and snow, so it's all slippery out there. You could fall and eat ass.
Stahl: Who taught you that?
Donnel: Henry..?
Gaius, calling Miriel:
Miriel: Hello?
Gaius: I love you.
Miriel: What did you do.
#fire emblem awakening incorrect quotes#fire emblem awakening#fire emblem#incorrect quotes#chrobin#lon is totally basilios son shhh#stahl x lon'qu#gaius x miriel#donnel and stahl are such good friends stfu#flavia control ur husband#henry!inigo#i dont like tharja dont @ me
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Hey I just read your sfw Tom ABC’s and I gotta ask any chance we can get a NSFW ABC’s for Tom? 🙊🙈😍 obsessed with your writing and just discovered you!!
Author's note: Here it is ! I hope you’ll like it ! I’m all very new to writing smut so i really think i could’ve done better but i guess it’s with practice that i’ll get better ! Anyway, have fun ! Also, I took the alphabet from @malfycs you can find it here (Btw, her NSFW alphabet about Draco is crazy ! I recommend reading it if you haven’t already and you like spice !
Warnings: 🔴+18🔴, This thing is all about sex so if you're under 18 please don't read it !
Words count: 1,5K
Masterlist
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A = Aftercare (What they're like after sex)
Tom loves to cuddle you after such an intimate moment. He always covers you in kisses and caresses to make you feel loved. He also tells you a bunch of cute words in your ear, never falling to make you fall a little more in love with him.
B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner's)
His eyes, for sure. It's the first thing people see in him, and it's normal because they are incredibly beautiful. He knows the power he holds when he looks right into your eyes and loves to see you get lost in them.
And for you, It's hard for him to choose one favourite part of your body since he likes every single inch of you but you would bet that he particularly likes your belly, at night we're your cuddling on the bed or in the couch, he always lay his head on your tummy while you play with his blond hair. He also always leaves kisses all over it, which never fail to tickles you and he loves hearing your laughter when he does this.
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically... I'm a disgusting person)
Tom biggest fear is that you'll feel degraded during sec so when he feels the need to cum he'll completely refuse to cum on your face on in your mouth if you don't give your consent to it. Otherwise, he'll cum in you or on your belly.
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Tom secretly the biggest dream is to go around the world with you and have sex in the most beautiful places. He already imagines himself eating you up on a beach of Hawaii or Bahamas, making you love in a bedroom with view of the Eiffel Tower, pounding in and out of you while your moaning resonate in the lanes of Berlin.
He'll propose the idea to you soon enough.
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)
It might not seem like it, but, Tom knows what he's doing. At least after making a few times, your first time together was really banal and clumsy because of the level of stress Tom was enduring, but he was already so much better the second time.
Why ? You may ask, because he remembers EVE-RY-THING. He studies all your reactions and notes in a small corner of his head all of yours weak spots and things that makes you go crazy. Trust me, after a few times, Tom is completely able to make you come in a matter of seconds if he wants to.
And the more you have sex the more it gets better since he's always searching for a new spot to exploit to make you come for him.
F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)
Tom's favourite position probably the missionary, he finds it perfect. As a shy and romantic guy in bed he loves the intimacy and the proximity of it. He can easily kiss you while he makes love to you, or kiss your neck to make you even more crazy. He can also look at your beautiful face screaming his name, which drives him insane.
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
Tom is globally serious with you're having sex, but he can crack a joke once in a while to take the pressure off. Especially before it actually begin. He'll bring a bad pick-up line often inspired by Harry Potter like "Would you let me Slyther-in tonight ?" Is his favourite one so far, he used it a lot, but he always tries to find new ones.
H = Hot Spots (Places that drive them crazy)
Definitely his thighs or his neck, every time your hands touch his thighs he can't help but jump a bit and looking at your hand to make sure you don't move it too far in front of people because this shit can turn him on in a matter of seconds.
And his neck because when you're starting to kiss it or bite on it, he can turn into a totally different person. You can say bye to the pure and cute Tom to leave room for a dominant and nasty version of him which can be surprising at first.
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspects)
Well, there is two Toms. The really romantic and gentle Tom and the dominant and rough Tom it really depends in his and your mood on the moment.
He'll either be really loving, covering you with kisses and caresses for you to fell like the most precious thing in his eyes which you are. He'll do everything to make you feel all the power of his love, and he loves to hold your hands while making it.
Or, he'll turn into the unknown version of him. If he's mad at something, nervous or you two have been away for a long time, he'll become rough and dominant. Shocking, slaps (on your butt) and even love marks to remind you who you belong to.
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)
He only does it when he's away from you for a film otherwise when you're around him there is no need to do it.
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
Something Tom loves to do is to take ice between his lips and trace a line on your body. Seeing the block of ice melting on your warm skin drives him crazy. And you, you love the contrast of the cold feeling on your body, it makes you even more turned on.
L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)
Simple but your bed, you both like to be comfortable and the bed is the best place to be.
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
Something that can go crazy in less than a second is when you clearly ask him to fuck you. With that, Tom wouldn't a second to get you undressed to satisfy your wishes. When you kiss him languorously too, which can be a problem sometimes when you are in public and your kisses give him an erection.
N = NO (Something they wouldn't do, turn-offs)
Don't you ever think of having him touching your feet. He hates it. And like mention before he doesn't like a situation where you could feel degraded, so you can cross out BDSM, he doesn't like the idea of being violent (more than just give you a slap on your ass), he doesn't find anything exciting about it.
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
He likes both to be honest, he doesn't really have a preference, he loves when you suck his cock it always makes him feel extremely good and make you realise it with his moans. But he also loves to hear you moans his name as he eats you up, and you just taste so good he could do it all day.
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? Etc.)
Like mentioned before, it depends on Tom's mood.
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
It's not his favourite way of having sex, but he doesn't mind it if you don't have much time, and he's really horny. Quickies happen a lot when he's promoting a new film, since during these period he doesn't have a lot of free time you two manage to have quick sex between two interviews.
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
Yes ! A lot of Tom's first time were with you, he's always up to try new things with you.
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last...)
Tom can honestly last really long, he knows how to keep himself from cumming
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
The only toy Tom own is a connected vibrator. One he asked you to put it in, and you went to a dinner together. Let me tell you, he had so much fun making it vibrate at the most random moments to see you keep yourself from moaning in front of everyone, and he found it so fucking sexy. You probably had the best sex night after that.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He does it all the time, he would slip some nasty words in the crook of your ear to make you shiver before disappearing. Or something else he loves to do is to snog with you until you almost do it but then get up and do something completely different, he finds it so funny when you get mad but also so hot, so he never teases for a long time before he actually fuck you mercilessly.
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
Tom definitively makes some sounds in the sheets, he likes you to know how good you make him feel. He's also really vocal at the moment, telling all kinds of dirty things in your ears. "Just like that." ; "You make me feel so good darling." ; "You're so tight." ; "You're so beautiful." ; "Continu like that." And that's only a little part of what he can tell you.
W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
Tom doesn't stop after you had an orgasm, actually, it makes him even more horny and will continue to fuck you until you have a few more. Otherwise, he doesn't feel like he did a good job.
X = X-Ray (What they look like under clothes)
Tom is a grower, I'd say about 6 inches at rest and almost 9 when he's hard. Also, his cock is long and thin, so he's definitely big enough to satisfy you.
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
He never says no to a good romp, especially with you. He just can't contain himself when he's around you, you're just too damn desirable. He always feels the need to feel his naked body against yours.
Z = ZZZ (... how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Not that quickly actually, he likes to cuddle and talk with after a such intimate moment. And he usually waits for you to be asleep before him before he can allow himself to do so.
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MUSIC
fave genre: r&b and pop, for sure
fave artist: ariana grande, halsey, savannah ré, normani, alina baraz, kiana ledé, chloe moriondo, troye sivan, the neighbourhood, bastille, 5SOS (& luke hemmings solo !!!!!! my baby) — basically i love music, we been knew, i have so many faves i can’t pick one
fave song: rn it’s for sure ur best friend by kiana ledé ft kehlani or girl on tv by chloe moriondo
most listened to song lately: according to last.fm, it’s wild side by normani agskdhsk i do wish she released it without cardi tho i’ll die on this hill idc its fine i just skip her part
song currently stuck in your head: you right by doja cat actually and ur best friend i couldn’t stop singing those two at work
five fave lyrics (in no particular order, there’s too many i love omg)
“i know i’ll never meet your expectations / but the picture that you paint of me looks better in your mind” — high, 5SOS
“you don’t believe in one divine / but can you tell me you believe in mine? / ‘cause you’ve been my god, my god / and when you’re gone i’m godless, i’m godless” — godless, banks
“you’re the only one, you’re the only one / i’m so wrapped up in a daze / hoping this is just a phase / but when all is said and done / i know you are still the one” — the only one, the black keys
“i get lost inside all the stars in your eyes, it’s a galaxy / you control the tide like the moon in the sky, you’re the gravity” — more than enough, alina baraz
“standing there, you look at me / understanding everything / yeah, it’s so fascinating / you patch up the blood and the cuts / but our blood got mixed up / so i guess we belong to each other” — love song, yungblud
radio or your own playlist | solo artists or bands | pop or indie | loud or silent volume | slow or fast songs | music video or lyric video | speakers or headset | riding a bus in silence or while listening to music | driving in silence or with radio on
BOOKS
fave book genre: idk i prefer like YA novels and romance i guess but idc really, i just don’t like fantasy stuff like harry potter or . historical fiction?? i guess you could call it?? (tried to read pride and prejudice for leisure ……….. boring as fuck like holy shit) or science fiction like boring boring boring idc no offense to anyone that loves it of course
fave writer: don’t have one really
fave book: aaaaaa i don’t have one of these either !! the one that always comes to mind though is giovanni’s room, but i just love that book, it was brilliant
fave series: mmmm i don’t really like series but caro’s got me into reading trc so i guess that’ll be my fave series once i’m done!
comfort book: rwrb <3
fave book to read on a rainy day: giovanni’s room sgsjdhsj i literally reread it bc it has some of my fave lines ever
fave characters: adam parrish, blue sargent, ronan lynch, gansey but he on thin ice, ari and dante, aiden navarro, alex claremont-diaz, charlie and nick (actually . everyone in heartstopper except the characters that are a plague <3), and more that i cannot think of most likely
five fave book quotes: (again no particular order i love so many)
“My dear fellow, you forget that we are in the native land of the hypocrite.” || “The world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold. The curves of your lips rewrite history.” — the picture of dorian gray, oscar wilde
“topography on the map of you, a world i’m still charting.” — red, white, and royal blue, casey mcquiston
“It is cruel to have made me want to live only to make my death more bloody.” || “I loved him. I do not think that I will ever love anyone like that again.” || “And here my baby came indeed, through all that sunlight, his face flushed and his hair flying, his eyes, unbelievably, like morning stars.” || “And there’s something awful about being at the mercy of a stranger.” — giovanni’s room, james baldwin (ik i cheated so bad w this SHUSH)
“And then I think we all realized what fools we’d been. We might get out sometime, but she was locked up forever in that body.” — girl, interrupted, susanna kaysen
“You and I, we don’t walk the lines. We just follow the echoes.” || “My mother used to say, ‘Don’t throw compliments away, so long as they’re free.’” His face was very earnest. “That one wasn’t meant to cost you anything, Blue.” — the raven boys, maggie stiefvater
hardcover or paperback | buy or rent | standalone novels or book series | ebook or physical copy | read at night or during the day | reading at home or in nature | listening to music while reading or in silence | reading in order or reading the ending first | reliable or unreliable narrator | realism or fantasy | one or multiple POVS | judging by the covers or by summaries | rereading or reading just once
TV & MOVIES
fave tv/movie genres: coming of age, romance (ehhh to some degree), i like indie movies, idk same as books i dont like science fiction, historical stuff, or fantasy im boring okay
fave movie: dont have one tbh
comfort movie: speech and debate or easy a
movie you watch every year: dont have one
fave tv show: dear white people or skam + remakes, i like other ones tho like stranger things
comfort show: skamverse <3 not exactly an answer but mhm
most rewatched tv show: skamverse or dear white people OR THE FOSTERS …. dude …….. i used to watch that all day every day then they took it off netflix …. now it’s dance moms i play for background noise and watch on occasion
five favorite characters: lionel higgins, joelle brooks, olive penderghast, lucas lallemant, eleonora sava, fallon carrington, howie (speech and debate), connor walsh, annalise keating, wes gibbins, archie coleman, ellie chu, beth harmon, lara jean covey (yes here i am overlisting again i’m so sorry)
tv shows or movies | short seasons (8-13 episodes) or full seasons (22 episodes or more) | one episode a week or binging (well …. i don’t binge actually i have a horrible attention span) | one season or multiple seasons | one part or saga | half hour or one hour long episodes | subtitles on or off | rewatching or watching just once | downloads or watches online
#tag game#this was long but i enjoyed i havent done one of these in a while so yeehaw#its also been in my drafts for days rip sorry i know i got tagged eons ago
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Danganronpa 2: Prologue & Trial 1 thoughts!
Okay… so…
I was originally gonna do this “trial thoughts” idea for sdr2…
But I got kinda lazyyyy
(Also you can’t really have a trial thoughts without…y’know, a trial to think about)
Either way, I literally just completed sdr2, I have many, MANY thoughts…
So imma write them down:
Wait
That voice…
Rat Man?!
What’s he doing here???
Everyone else?
What’s with all the computers n stuff
Who’s this dude?
Nice eye designs tho
Didn’t I already learn this from dr1?
Hajime hinata, hm?
Who names their kid “future”?
Actually…it’s better than some names out there
Wha?
Scawwy……
A…door?
Who are all you people?????
Togami?!
What’s he doing here?!
And who are you people?!
The door won’t open?! Why???
Who’s that?
Behind the podium?
What.
Who’re you?
A stuffed animal
aKa: UsAmI
Ngl she is kinda cute.
Teacher?
Chihuahua?
I can hear the concern in her voice
whAT???
BAHAHAHA
an ISLAND?
That is as “non-answer” as you can get
Poor usami…
Please Rat-Man don’t be THAT self-aware
Oh his name is Nagito? Huh.
Still calling him Rat-Man
Even the controls are self-aware!
How is that tv even working?
Yea how IS Rat Man so calm
Nice music tho
Ultimate Lucky Student?
How original
Oh god he got them self esteem issues
So that’s how we’re introducing e-handbooks huh
Oh that’s her theme!
Sounds cool
He’s kinda like Makoto
Oh we walkin?
BAHAHAHAHA
he looks so jankyyy
Jabberwock, huh?
That’s a very large statue
And next to it is a very large man
Oh its Togami…
Hnnngh……
When did he get so big, anyway??
Last I saw he was rail-thin
At least I got a hope fragment out of it
Why is hajime so lanky?
A ranch? How cute!
Moo-cow?
HUH???????
Ok I’ve seen crazy stuff but that’s just ridiculous
A kid?
Hiyoko?
She looks cute!
Oh.
Good on her
She’s kinda mean but seems mostly harmless
Oh I didn’t even see her there
Hm…
Why r YOU expositing to me, komaeda?
Don’t ya think Akane might wanna tell me about herself?
She just don’t care
Why is Komaeda’s sprite so tall?
Don’t tell me hajime’s the same height as Makoto…
Oh great it’s the token bastard…
I could punt him
How mean…
This island is free of danger you ignoramus
Ngl she looks rad(ly cute)
LET HERRR TELL ME KOMAEDA
and I’m supposed to care…why?
Oh dang he’s big
What a cutesy name tho
“Round Cat”
Hajime what are you implying by “loud body”
Oh does he know Leon then?
UMM
WHAT IS THAT
GOOD SIR PUT THAT AWAY
she looks kinda like a hardass
She’s pretty in like a mysterious way
Oh is she gonna be the Celeste?
They sure are intense
The…more you know?
Just walk away, hajime
Gamer girl real??
7th island?
I can already tell that guy’s trouble…
Hmm
ok
Ok cool but why nevermind?
Oh SHE’S the Celeste
Ok cool
What.
A freak?
W H A T
good SIR.
Dude please
A market?
I did not bully her, KOMAEDA
oh she’s the Toko (pre-UDG)
I AM NOT BULLYING HER
she looks cool
I like her, she’s so high energy!
Good hearing
An airport, huh?
Aww, no engines
Soda?
He seems nice
Huh…
Gundham? Like the mechs?
I took care of 3 dogs and two cats!
How mean..
Ice?
Breeder?
Oh we’re at the beach
Why didn’t you finish that story, Togami?
U hiding something, Togami?
Aww, how cute!
Aww…I would’ve taken one…
SWIMMING?! Cool!
Why is Nekomaru wearing a Speedo?
Hanamura’s really going there huh.
Yay! Summer fun!
What.
No
Nonononononononono
NOOOOOOOOOOOOO
WHYYY
I JUST WANNA HAVE SUMMER FUNNNN
FUCK YOUUU
UGHH
not Usami!
She does look weird
Monobeasts? What?
Oh an actual opening
Nice intro
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SO true colorpicked flags r so much fucking fun until u try to do the bi flag with a cat who is entirely gray-brown (gerbilstar)
ok but ANYWAYS . im gonna work backwards instead and start with gerbilstar bc oh my god oh my god i love them i love him so much shes my favorite ever i love her
so gerbilstar !!!!! gerbilstar actually came to be partially bc i noticed canon warriors shitty at best ablest at worst way of handling disabled cats (but thats a story for another time) and i wanted to make a warriors oc out of my pet gerbil which is where gerbilstar got her name
gerbilstar is almost completely blind in both eyes and has been forever but instead of being forced to be a medicine cat she became a warrior and eventually a deputy/leader because of her charisma, strength, and perseverance
shes bisexual and polyamorous goes by she/he/they and she has 3 wives all of whom are featured in the last post (all excluding muddypaw) and she has adopted muddypaw and marigoldpaw !! muddypaw is the token boy of the family and marigoldpaw is the token cis . theyre on thin ice /j theyre very loved and cared for
other than that she honestly doesnt have all That much of a backstory?? shes just chilling with her family and her clan and everyones just vibing isk what else to say GDJAGDKS
heres them again not by me but instead by sneechain on toyhouse
I fuckig love him ohmy god?!??! We love she/he/they pronouns! and oh em gee a poly cat!!!!!! Poly rep is so ! like bro IM polhy!!!
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suprise vist
chpt-3 warning this is a bit messy so if you get confused tell me oki? oki!
“Hey gem how’s things going” Obara asked as he walked into the room “not any better I managed to get rid of the internal bleeding star mostly helped with that but something stills blocking it also I’m low on my so I can’t do anything to counter it” gem sighed “can’t void cancel out spells?” He asked “oh yeah he can..is he wake?” She asked “no he’s still sleeping if anything happens call me ok?”
He left the room and walked around ‘I have a strong feeling I know who did that to him but I need to make sure’ he thought. Then the doorbell rang “huh who could that be” star mumbled before opening the door “HEEEE LLLLLLLL OOOOOOOOOOOO dear shooting star!!” Someone shouted and hugged the life out of star. Then everyone paled ‘nkitas brother!!’ They thought at the same time.
“H-hey what are you doing here” lex said nervously with a nervous smile on here face “i came to see my baby boi! Why else!?” he shouted. “U-um i thought you were coming next month…” star said out of breath “yeah i was planning to but...I COULDN'T HELP IT!” he shouted hugging star tighter “heya frosghen you’ve really grown heh and you finally have a chest too!” he chuckled “YOUR ON THIN FUCKING ICE YOU PIECE OF SHIT” frosghen shouted upset, she huffed and looked to the side “whats the real reason you came here?” she asked looking down “well...i had a bad feeling I decided to act fast...when nikta didn't answer my calls I started to worry..considering the last time i brushed off a bad feeling he got badly hurt..” he looks down “oi buddy my eyes are up here”star glares still trying to escape his grip “oh sorry forgot I was holding you” he smiles slightly “tch how can you forget someone in your arms!!” star wiggles around more.
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There's a knock at her door “oi chara” a voice called “come in,” she said in a calm tone as she finishes signing something “were back from are job” a cheerful voice chimed in “and?” she asked “not much happens with them there pretty much normal same thing with the other two” “Butt eheh butt” the cheerful voice giggled “oi nalle focus” “r-right sorry anyway they all have there own form of straight here I wrote them down” she hands her a paper “i'm surprised you took notes” “oh shut up erii” she growled at her teammates
‘hmmm Nalle Sworea, age 34 yet she looks like she’s 20, her orange eyes and bright hair makes her stand out..which is why she’s mostly under freshens orders, but considering there on vacation she's under my orders, her power body puppet allows her to take control of multiple targets at once and control them like puppets just like the name says, this also allows her to take over their body which means she best for stealth missions but freshens division is more biased on being forward and aggressive without thinking much. Although she prefers carrying a giant sword around that looks like a knife...hmm’
she reads in side her head then looks back up ‘then there's erii drwin, age 28 yet he look 24, blue eyes and purple hair is hard to come by now-a-day’s his uniqueness also makes him stand out..but yet he’s undetected whenever he goes on jobs..which is why he’s under gems orders, gems team is more of a strategy based team where they both work on stealth and knowledge, like every good team they don't look the part of stealthers which makes it better for them to not be suspected when something happens, his power temperature. As if it wasn't clear enough by the name, this allows him to change temperature however it’s only around someone or something to ridiculous heights or freezing cold, his targets body will go into shock with the sudden increase in heat/ the drop of heat. This gives him a chance to sneak up and kill them with ease….however this powers a weakness when it comes to people immune to temperature changes.he’ a gun user which means he has a slientser’
she reads of his incomplete page. “Hmm” she looks at them to hear them arguing “mmmmm…..” she deadpans “oh well I didn't decide to stay in that abandoned house!” “whatever were lucky she jumped out the window before she got to her” he glared “yes we are otherwise lex would have been on are tails” nalle sighed “what do you mean she was here?” chara glared jumping out of her chair “yeah she said she was gonna stay around for awhile before are big attack” nalle coward a bit at the nomad demon “tch we can't attack with her around she’ll do too much damage..” she sighed as she sits back on her chair…”you are dismissed” “yes ma’am!” they bowed and left the room “hmmm so your here...guardian demon...huh...so I'm assuming you're here to bother lex and try and distort her to become like you hmmm. A fallen guardian…ehehe i must say i'm amused so what will your next move be” she takes a sip of her tea and looks at a picture “i assume you got and easy death nkita~” she smiles evilly.
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“Oh...so he’s dead” the brother looked down with tears slowly filling his eyes “hey dont worry im sure gem can revive him! Shes the best shot we got!”void said patting his back “yeah...i hope so..” that made void from ‘like dude im tryna keep you in high hopes tf?’ he thinks then he looks at lex “hey there's something we need to check out” he bluntly “huh…” she looks at him confused as he gets up and puts on his shoes “just come on” he grabbed her hand dragging her out of the house.
“O-oi void let go!!” Lex make chopped his hand “ow!” he screamed holding his arm “the hells you deal i told you we need to be quick” “n-no..no you didnt “ she deadpanned “oh i should have told you sorry” he chuckled “.....” she backed up a bit from him “hmm something wrong?” he asked “since when the hell did you say ‘sorry’” she says looking at him suspiciously.
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Stranger in a Strange Land
commentary below. SPOILERS:
SCRUFFY SAM!!
SCREECH MICHAEL. My heart skipped a beat ALDKAKD
he’s so cold and apathetic
A+ Jensen’s acting but I MISS DEAN ALREADY AND WE’RE ONLY LIKE 2 MINS IN
Michael’s little smile is so not-dean I HATE IT I WANT MY DEANIE BEANIE (but Michael is such an interesting character already AJDKAKD CONFLICTED)
Michael is so cold and calculating
THE TITLE CARD ~flap flap~
The bunker is so full of people I’m still not used to it
S c r u f f y s a m
Dean’s been possessed for 3 weeks??? NO
Sam looks so sad and lost SOMEONE GIVE HIM A HUG
Sam filling the leadership role is amazing 12/10 would recommend
JACK MY NOUGAT SON
Bobby is teaching him how to human. A m a z i n g
Jack is a hunter in training absolutely adorable
CASTIEL!!! CAS!! CASSIE!!! ! !
It’s been 3 weeks and Cas is meeting with demons he’s already so desperate
“I thought you and dean were joined at the… everything” I JUST CHOKED
Demon Dude ships destiel confirmed™
I love badass Cas
….oh… this is how Cas gets beat up
My bABY
aw commercial break already?
ANAEL IS BACK
MICHAELS TRUE FORM *dies*
Anael figures everything out in the first few minutes of course
Michael with his “what do you want” card not sure what that’s about
Can Michael read minds or something??
JACK AND SAM ARE ADORABLE
Sam is in full on Dad Mode with the bedside chat
“I have faith in you and I believe in you” I’m CRYING
WHO IS AWAKE?
LUCIFER
STOP HAVING SAM INTERACT WITH HIS ABUSER
oh wait it’s nick
Ok
That’s… hmm.
Sam is so stretched thin trying to keep everyone together
At least nick acknowledges sam’s past abuse by Lucifer
THEY KIDNAPPED CAS
DONT FUCKING HURT MY BABY
Sudden commercial break about rabbits like DAMN that was a mood shift
“It’s a trap” “yep” sam is so Done with everything it causes me pain
But I love the growing sam/cas relationship. It’s about time they built that up.
JACKS LITTLE SMILE IS THE LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL
“Coffee has no effect on me” same cas, same.
“Saltwater taffy… or infants” those two things should not be grouped together… and I feel so bad for laughing
Sam biting his nails is such an innocent expression of his emotional state
Sam is so close to giving up it’s hurting me on so many levels
Mary actually being a mom FINALLY
“I have to think about the good or otherwise I’ll drown in the bad”
Sam: you know what to do. everyone: no we fucking DO NOT
“You are my Beyoncé” I’m CRYING 😂
Demon named kip… my kind of humor
“Let’s make a deal” FUCK
commercial break ugh
“You volunteer” ALL HAIL KING KIP
^why do I find that so funny why is my humor so nonsensical
“I ain’t afraid of you” sams like BITCH YOU SHOULD BE EVERYONE ELSE IS
THIS IS AN AWESOME FIGHT SCENE
Jack being the protector is adorable
YOU GET HIM JACKIE
“Aw balls” HAHAHAHAHA
“Stab them with the pointy end?” ME AS FUCK
“There will be no new king of hell, not today, not ever” ABSOLUTE BADASS
demons are like IM OUT
Commercial break ajdkakdka
Is sam using a beer as an ice pack?
A mood™
SAM AND CAS E M O T I N G I love it
“All I did was get punched in the face” “to be fair we all got punched in the face” 😂
Cas with the “You got me… you have your family” had me crying THE FEELS
Jo calling sam?
Michael teaming up with the vampire has me feeling !!!!????
Overall this episode was incredibly quotable. Strong start to the season
I’m living I’ve missed spn so much
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11 for cas!
( * seven minutes in heaven . )
➥ ( 11. ) needy, hungry kiss.
WHEN YOU LOSE EVERYTHING & all at once, it’s laborious & nearly impossible to escape a mindset so disturbing, jaundiced & detrimental. you morph into an ominous, dark thundercloud, spreading your electrifying negativity like a virus via air particles. those whom you haven’t pushed away yet, you’re poisoning with your blackened blood that’s being paradoxically pumped by the sheer N O T H I N G N E S S between your rotting lungs. you inject your venom into their pristine flesh with every graze of your lips & teeth against their body while hidden beneath thin sheets. all of your friends you’ve abandoned, determining that you’ve acquired a peculiar taste for the menacing touch of self-hatred, the strangling embrace of solitude & the deadly kiss of depression, a taste none of them would understand. you resort to numerous unfit lovers whom you throw away when they fail to make you feel ANYTHING, even if it’s repulsion. you’ve become erratically violent towards your own skin & bones, mutilating & scorching not only your own costume but the world around you as well —— seeing something consumed by flames is comforting & calming, makes you feel as if the destroyed object might sense a sliver of what your insides are going through constantly, or at least when they’re not numbed by the substances that will steal your life away prematurely. all of it jeremy has tasted on his tongue, felt on his skin. all it took was a single summer for him to lose two of the most substantial people of his life and for everything to turn to shit. so far, he’s been through three notable phases & all of them could be linked to a particular love interest of his.
CASSIUS HWANG —— the happiest version of jeremy. back then, everything was normal &, most importantly, easy & painless. he often dreams of the life he used to have & is desperate to experience it all over again.
RHEE TAEMIN —— the worst version of him, one that he wants to erase from his own memory. one that he’s ashamed of, one that he despises with every single cell of his lanky body. occasionally he’s tempted to fall back into his old ways, but, thankfully, he’s regained enough strength to pull himself up every single time & escape his old vices’ vicious claws.
KERRY HIMURA —— the newest version of the artistic male, one that’s yet to be fully explored because he’s stuck healing & finding himself all over again. it’s as if he’s walking on thin ice, deathly afraid of potentially relapsing to his second phase, when all he wants to do is be who he was while dating cas. he masks his true sensitivity with jokes, too busy teasing people to form DEEP, emotional connections with them.
EXTREMELY INFREQUENT ARE THE INSTANCES when the four of them find themselves in the same room, when all of jeremy’s emotions and old selves come crashing together, his various identities colliding and threatening to D E M O L I S H anything and anyone, guilty or innocent, that’s in their way with an overwhelming, disastrous force. he’s on edge whilst appearing to be comfortable on cassius’ sofa, his feelings confusing the living fuck out of him as his wild eyes try to take in everything that’s going on around him. the only indicator that he might be feeling UNEASY is his left leg which is mercilessly bouncing, though, if you know jeremy, you know that’s one of his many, many annoying habits that he can’t seem to shake off. on days when it’s just too hard to breathe, jeremy skips out on these cutesy get-togethers and exchanges them for a night of spray painting and liquor abuse. however, today’s too special for him to ghost on his friends, both in an unexpected, unannounced manner & with a fake excuse. a long time ago, this date used to be one of the most I M P O R T A N T ones to him —— CAS’ BIRTHDAY. days before it, jeremy would prepare gifts for his then boyfriend, little drawings and paintings, he’d rehears playing his favourite songs on his old, beat-up & sticker-covered acoustic guitar, even when he wasn’t the biggest fan of said tunes. he’d treat him like a king on that day, perhaps only a smidge more than he normally would on any other —— he always made sure that cassius was feeling good and was treated properly. whilst recalling some of their joint memories that he holds very dear, like piercing cas’ nose and inking up his skin ( a sign of TRUST in jeremy’s eyes ), or having him lovingly hold remy’s hand when a piercer stuck a needle through his privates, his often red-rimmed, black oak bark orbs are tirelessly following the birthday boy who’s dressed up so nicely. even jeremy found it in him to put on a proper outfit for this occasion —— a dark rose gold silk dress shirt embellished with onyx embroidery on its collar & the very ends of its sleeves ( dae did make him laugh previously by saying it looked like a delicious, mouth-watering raspberry adorn with the sun’s breathtaking golden glow ) paired with tight charcoal jeans that beautifully show that he never skips leg day at the gym. they carry his characteristic edge & rebellion, since they’re tastefully ripped. when he talked to the blond, they might have told him that the fashion major of the group would surely find him attractive in this outfit, which might have caused him to smile secretly. his stomach was tied in knots at the thought of kerry’s reaction & impression of his garments which he assumed she’d keep to herself. chimlin did surprise him with her obnoxious ‘ OMG LEE, YOU CLEANED UP NICELY ’ which earned her a scoff from jeremy who stated that he had a good fashion sense, but that he preferred his cozy, oversized sweatshirts. though, surely everyone would argue that tight-fitted shirts like this one, which show off his lean waist & broad shoulders, suit him far better.
THEY’RE ALL SUPPOSED TO BE pregaming before going out to celebrate cassius’ birthday, but the architect has done his fair share of prepregaming all alone in his bedroom before kerry, bless her heart, came to notify him that it was time for them to leave & go to the mansion next door. though he was, at first, buzzing around the little brunette, complimenting her new hairdo & expressing that he could never in his life decide whether it fits her better than blonde locks or not, once he stepped into his ex’s house, it all stopped abruptly. the two men from his past aggressively dragged his thoughts & feelings away from kerry, mostly because seeing them in the same room always reminds him of how defeating it feels to hurt or be hurt by another person. he realises how badly he’d burn her if she came too close, how she’d get swallowed by his endless darkness if she peeked into his heart —— HE’D DESTROY HER. she doesn’t deserve that. thankfully, he’s not in the limelight tonight, resulting into no one noticing how mopey he’s become whilst sitting on this damned overpriced sofa and gulping some fancy-ass, well-aged whiskey. he’s not sure exactly whose idea was it to engage in many different drinking games, but he sure does pick up on chimlin trying to persuade them to play seven nights in heaven —— sure that childish bitch would propose that, a lover of all things dramatic & secretive. he witnesses her hand the empty whiskey bottle to the peach-haired man, encouraging him to give it a spin. it unsettles the tattoo artist who immediately recalls his ex-boyfriend crawling out of a closet with a blossoming bruise on his neck, made by no other than han yeseul. he’s well aware of the fact that he doesn’t get to be J E A L O U S, mostly because that night he got marked up by kerry and, yes, he fucking liked it, but it still made him feel uncomfortable, tightened his chest significantly. he knows that during these past three years cas must have dated, loved, screwed who knows how many people —— it’s something inevitable —— but the thought of him loving someone else shatters his whole being, mostly because he hasn’t been able to have true feelings for anyone ever since they parted ways. perhaps because he didn’t get proper closure.
HE’S ITCHING FOR A CIGARETTE, a glorious death stick that would ease his nerves while the bottle’s spinning on the floor, making him queasy as he thinks about all the possible outcomes of this situation. he knows that cas doesn’t mind that he smokes, but this happens to be junhyuk’s house as well & he has no fucking clue how the writer feels about having one lit in his home. this is why jeremy ends up anxiously drumming his tattooed, slender fingers on his knees instead. he could deal with cas going into that stupid closet with dae, jaewon, jaesung, dylan and kerry. everyone else ? it’s a strong no from him, considering that yeseul, rin and chim could do who the fuck knows what with him, jun is obviously into him, and … having taemin & cas in a small closet together ? a war would happen and there’d be only ONE survivor ——- yes, he’s the one to blame for that as well. his lids shield his eyes from the bottle, protecting them from what’s about to happen & his head falls back —— he’s not even tipsy at this point which SHOULDN’T come as a surprise to anyone since he’s quite experienced in this domain, his body used to all sorts of opiates that it’s begun to welcome them as if they’re a normal part of his system. having tuned everyone out for a mere second as he braces himself for the worst, he suddenly senses a shove to his ribs —— he’s being elbowed by none other than daehyun for a reason still unknown to the older male. as soon as his chestnuts are revealed, they’re faced with the opening of the glass bottle, which is pointing at him, & numerous sets of eyes boring into him —— F U C K. act cool. act fucking cool. this ? this is the last thing he thought would happen. jeremy forces out an exasperated sigh and theatrically reacts as if he’s done with their childish bullshit when in reality his heart’s shaking in terror in its cavity, like a leaf repeatedly hit with light wind. he pushes himself up & off the elegant piece of furniture casually, his body moving unhurriedly, and refuses to allow anyone to see how solicitous he is about what’s in his and cassius’ near future.
JEREMY’S MASK FALLS AS SOON AS the door closes behind him & he’s all alone with his former lover. his beaming smile lights up the darkness of the tight place they’ve been shoved in, his whole expression indicating that he’s nothing but amused & sated. he reminds himself not to lean back & hit the wood in order to prevent the others from being suspicious of what they’re doing. ❛ oh me, oh my … all alone with the birthday boy ? me ? how did i get so lucky ? ❜ it occurs to him that he has no idea what cas is feeling towards him at this point, or if he has any feelings left for him after all this time. hell, he has no clue what the fuck his own mutilated, bleeding heart wants. still, he takes a courageous step forward, carefully presses the older against the closet wall and snakes his arms around his neck. it feels delightful doing it to someone else for once. although his go to type are petite girls & boys alike ( exhibit a, KERRY —– exhibit b, TAEMIN ), he’s always loved his and cassius’ height difference, basked in feeling small for the first time in his life in the taller man’s arms, adored how he could feel like a protectee rather than a protector, even though cas is much softer & sweeter than jeremy is. it’s good not to get neck & back cramps from leaning down so much, even more amazing having to look up in order to see his handsome features. ❛ this must be the best present you’ve gotten thus far, but the night is full of surprises, cassie. ❜ a whisper taunts cas’ earlobe, along with a set of incisors that graze it dangerously. his desire leads him to the jawline he’s explored many, many times ( much like every other spot of the radio host’s body ), his naturally pouty lips planting kisses on their path to jeremy’s final goal. a pair of nostalgic, desperate hands caresses cas’ sides and then goes all the way down to POSSESSIVELY cup the curve of his back, squeezing hard enough to make their hips clash together, and perhaps earn a gasp. ❛ do you still have that little tattoo i gave you down there ? ❜ of course it couldn’t have disappeared on its own, like cas did from jeremy’s life, and the younger truly doubts cas would go through all that pain just to get it removed, but he needs to ask, his question making his smirking lips brush against the other’s —— he doesn’t cave in just yet, though, he waits for the answer to his teasing. in a pointless attempt to bring his F R I E N D closer, he rests one of his hand on the back of the taller’s neck, and with a hard grip on his thigh, brings his leg up and around his own waist, pressing cas into the wall. immediately after connecting their mouths for the first time after three years, jeremy has to pull back to catch a breath because the overwhelming, much needed contact sucked all the air out of him with its intensity. like a starved animal, he eyes the other’s parted, glossy lips ravenously, along with his somewhat hooded soul windows, & his irresistible expression pushes jeremy into a lip-lock that promises to provoke a spontaneous combustion. his blood vessels are boiling, body shaking as his tongue licks between cas’ precious pillowy softness, tugging on his bottom pinkness afterwards. using his exceptional upper body strength, he picks cas up for a few seconds, just enough for him to crouch and sit on the floor with cas on his lap because ... why exactly would he be standing if he can be comfortable on the ground while sharing needy kisses with the birthday boy ? jeremy slowly dials down on the desperateness, savouring the moment while he can. he pulls away, his hands going up to the other’s face. he brushes his knuckles against his cheek which leads him to gently cradling both of them and tracing cas’ adorable dimple with his thumb. ❛ happy birthday, cas. ❜ he whispers softly, pressing their lips together in a fond, lingering peck. his eyes are shut, his brain going back to the texts they exchanged the other day, when cas asked him whether he was still in love with him. this, this very moment is when jeremy’s insides start PAINING HIM UNBEARABLY.
#i'm sorry#this boy is a mess#and i love the fact that he overthinks yet comes off as a thoughtless idiot ??#( cas. )#riotvcn#( meme: done. )
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City Lights
Pairing: Y O O N G I x R E A D E R
Genre: F L U F F & A N G S T
Word Count: 7.033
Summary: Min Yoongi is the one man in your life who you love unconditionally, despite having ended your relationship a month prior. It’s not until you spot him at a nightclub do you realize that maybe it wasn’t a great idea to go out after all.
Rating: PG-13
The moonlight shining upon the puddles littered on the desolate street of your neighborhood become your sole source of entertainment, as nothing but darkness and homeless cats seem to be roaming at this hour. It isn’t that late, mind you, as it is only a quarter past eleven, but considering you haven’t left your room in what feels like an eternity, so used to falling asleep by nine, you suppose that this will be a late night for you.
Street lights hang brightly above your tousled hair, a result of self-pity and hatred, caught between going out, staying in, and going out again. In the end, you chose to leave your hideout, craving the high that could only come with the deafening music and sweaty bodies compacted into a small place that is a nightclub. The clicking of your chunk heels on the concrete resounds between the empty alleys, bouncing off walls that can’t be seen behind the cloak of black.
The alcohol has had some effect on your sadness, pushing it further into the recesses of your mind, but the numbing feeling could only go so far, banishing the thoughts but seldom disintegrating the pain in your chest.
From what you can remember, it has been a month since you’ve last seen Yoongi, the only serious relationship you have ever been in, the only person you have ever broken your walls down enough to love. Rarely can you trust someone to maintain close friendships, especially romantically, as you have a track record of being heartbroken many times, screwed over, abused, neglected, just to name a few of the unfortunate events that you experienced while dating. But to this day, no one can compare to the relationship you once had with him. Those two years spent together mean everything to you, and as much as you like to think you’ve completely moved on, you realize how entirely inaccurate that is.
You miss him.
The relationship itself was straight from a fairytale, the type of romance that lasts a lifetime, and for a while you sincerely thought that everything was perfect that it was you and him against the world. But you were so utterly wrong.
His reasons for ending the relationship were nothing more than rubbish to you, poor excuses made up by a man who sincerely didn’t want to be tied down, so used to the bachelor life that the thought of settling scared him.
But you knew better.
He had found someone else in those two weeks of your absence as you traveled to visit family, those two weeks somehow changing everything that by the time you returned, his heart had already moved on. You could tell. He didn’t have to say anything. Just the way he looked at you was all it took for you to notice that the relationship you once had was no longer there.
At the time, there wasn’t much you could do but hold on, praying that maybe if you tried harder, he would stay. But of course, that wasn’t the case. No matter how much of yourself you poured into your relationship, it was all in vein, every part of your self-esteem broken the moment he uttered the most cliché words in the book – we need to talk.
Every night since the breakup has been nothing but pain, either sleeping too much or not enough as tears coursed down your cheeks, leaving your nose raw and lips chapped, becoming nothing but a sobbing mess on top of your bed. You haven’t seen your friends either, ignoring their calls and pleas, simply choosing to isolate yourself in the comfort of your room.
You try to convince yourself that you don’t need anyone and that they will all turn on you, but even the loneliest of creatures desire some kind of skinship.
You keep reassuring yourself that you had made the right decision to cut everyone off from your life, a small sacrifice to protect your heart in the long run, but as of right now, it hurts like hell.
You wish you never knew what love was. That way life like this might be a little less insufferable.
As you inch closer and closer to the inner city, you hear the incessant chattering of drunk patrons littered outside the bars, the booming music from the nightclub nearby, and for a moment you debate if this is the right choice. Quickly, you swallow the doubt, not in the mood for internal conflict, having had enough to last you for the next century. The only thought that should be on your mind is drowning this fucking heartache.
The chilly air nipping at your bare legs underneath the leather skirt only fuel you more, the pricks of pain reminding you that deep inside, there is a pain much worse. Not even the catcalls bother you, a simple reminder that the male heart is nothing more than a bundle of sinew and muscle full of nothing but primal sexual desire. Disgusting.
Peering into the distance, you notice the neon signs of the Midnight Hour, likely one of the sketchiest clubs in the whole area, but also the one with the cheapest top-shelf drinks. Besides, you always carry your pepper spray everywhere, a nifty gadget gifted to you by your father disguised as a thin-banned watch adorning your wrist.
How clever, you thought, vision swimming as the scent of Jack Daniel’s carried from your breath, the puffs of white forming at your lips.
Walking directly past wandering eyes only makes your skin crawl, the lust filled stares only urging you to walk faster. The entry to the club doesn’t come quickly enough as your wrist is suddenly grabbed, and you are pulled aside by some strange man with the scent of cheap vodka spilling from his very being.
“Hey preddy lady, wer’ ya think ya goin’?” So drunk off his ass, he can’t even blink both eyes in unison, his slurred speech only a small indication to how intoxicated he truly is. His reddened eyes and sweat covered fringe only add to his creepy demeanor, and as he leans his face closer to yours, you swear your heart stops.
Using your elbow, you jab him in the stomach, giving you the chance to free your wrist before running to the club where the bouncer generously lets you in without proper identification.
Once inside, you check one last time out one of the windows, and with the strange man nowhere to be seen, you relax slightly before scoping out the place.
To your left is the dance floor, full of sweaty and fumbling bodies underneath a plethora of bright shining lights with music booming loud enough for the floor to vibrate intensely. They all seem to be enjoying themselves, lost in lust as they grind on each other, some in partners while others clumped into an orgy of sin. Since you want to go all out, you figure that eventually, you will end up on those lit up tiles with the rest of them, but before that, you require a bit more to drink so that just maybe, you’ll let loose.
To your right is the sitting area full of couches, tables, and the glorious bar surrounded by shelves upon shelves of liquor. Your mouth begins to water at the thought of the luxurious burn that comes with the alcohol, coaxing you in a blanket of warmth that otherwise could only be achieved through that irritating emotion which you refuse to speak of. Why you are even thinking of it, you have no idea, but you simply blame it on the sadness creeping up from the depths of your soul. But you don’t want to listen to reason, at least not today. It is your day to be free, and you are going to enjoy the hell out of it.
Sauntering past the drunks and sexually aroused, you weave through the tables, pulling up a stool at the bar only to be met with a familiar face.
“Namjoon? You work here?” You ask, eyes popping out of your head at the sudden revelation.
All he can do is chuckle as he finishes mixing a drink, handing it off to a mess of a girl to his left before returning in front of you.
“Yeah, only sometimes though. I needed a second job and since no one I know would ever come here, I thought I’d be safe. But apparently not…” He says, eyeing you curiously, noting the way in which you swayed slightly in your seat.
“I don’t think you need another drink though, I get off in an hour then I’ll take you home, alright?” Just from his tone alone, you can tell that he isn’t offering, he is telling you the plans.
Batting your eyelashes and pouting your lip, you give him the sweetest look you can muster, a look of sadness that you can’t decipher is genuine or not, but when he gives you one look, rolling his eyes, you know that he’s caving.
“One drink, okay? That’s all you get.” A statement to which you can do nothing but smile, the corners of your mouth turning upward with small lines adorning your slick skin.
Releasing a sigh, he grabs a highball glass from the bottom shelf, pulling out a container of grapefruit wedges from the fridge and a plate of salt. Using his expertise and fancy tricks to impress you, or more-so the other women littering around the bar, after a few flips in his hand, he dips the rim of the glass in the salt, adding grapefruit juice, lime juice, and a bit of sugar before pulling out the holy grail – tequila. Adding tequila, club soda, and ice, he tops it off with one of the grapefruit wedges, sliding it over to you before placing his forearms on the table to cushion his chin.
“It’s called a Paloma. I think you’ll like it. It’s sweet, like you.” With the clumsiest, most awkward wink you’ve ever seen, he leaves you to sit with his cheesy comment as he attends to others sitting at the stools.
For a moment, you’re speechless, the whole encounter only registering moments later when you’re left fighting a smile. A response you wish you didn’t have but with the alcohol already in your system, it’s hard not to give him any ideas about how much you genuinely love his awkward flirting. It doesn’t matter how many times he’s tried, it’s like a breath of fresh air every time, something you didn’t realized you enjoyed until now. And besides, you know it’s nothing serious, that he would just rather see you smile than sitting at the bar with a frown plastered to your face.
And that is something you are grateful for.
Lifting the glass to your lips, you take in the concoction of salty and sweet liquid, the flavor of the juice far overpowering the bitter taste of the tequila, and for a moment you wonder if he had put in any alcohol at all. You wouldn’t slip it past him to serve you a virgin drink, but once you sense the distinct aftertaste along with the glorious burn down your throat, you are at ease.
Rarely ever do you overdrink, well aware of your limits, but tonight all you want is to forget, forget the pain nipping at your heart, the pain that manifested itself as dark indentations underneath your eyes. Moving on is never easy, of course, and you don’t expect it to be, but to feel constant suffocation is a whole new symptom you weren’t originally prepared to deal with.
You might as well consider it dry drowning.
As you continue to sip your glass, you realize that this night might be the thing you need. A night when you can drop all insecurities and enjoy yourself amongst utter strangers who have no reason to judge you other than your embarrassing dance moves. Which, at this point, you could give two shits about.
With the coolness in your hand, the condensation sliding down the glass into your palm, your body relaxes against your seat. For a moment, time stops and as you watch the ice swimming in the pink liquid, a melodic and hypnotizing motion that entrances you to the point where you almost don’t notice Namjoon speaking directly in front of you.
“Hey kid, can you hear me? I knew you had too much to drink…” Running his fingers through his stray bangs, he reaches for the glass in front of you, but not before you can grab his wrist.
“I’m fine, I promise. Just a little tired.” Removing his hand, he allows you to chug the rest of it, using your forearm as a temporary napkin to wipe the excess liquid on the corners of your mouth. Once the glass is briskly taken away, you hop from the stool, but not before his voice rings in your ear once more.
“Where are you going?” He asks, a sudden look of horror on face.
Quirking your brows, you look behind you, but noticing nothing unusual, you return your gaze to him with more confusion than anything.
“Dancing… where else would I go?” Giving your best attempt at a smile, you simply wave before walking in the direction of the dance floor, completely ignoring his incessant ‘wait’s in your departure.
It’s not that you have anything against the man, you really adore him, but you know his only goal is to get you to call it a night, so that maybe he won’t have to carry you home. But you can handle your own. You hope.
Walking between the hordes of sex-crazed party-goers, you look for an open spot on the highlighted tiles, eyes scanning every inch only to find little to no space left. But it isn’t in you to give up so easily, especially when you had come all this way, out of the comfort of your own being, just to dance between sweat covered bodies.
Squeezing in between spaces, you look around at the various faces, all either lost in lust or substance abuse, all of which leaves them with giddy smiles and hooded eyes. You realize the fake happiness that comes with an environment like this is what likely draws people in and what makes them return, just the air itself entirely different from anywhere else you have ever been.
The speakers, nearly the size of you, send vibrations through the floor and up your legs, the beating of your own heart now in sync with the rhythm of the music. It is like the music took control of every motion, your hips gently swaying along to the beat. Albeit it not being your type of music, you couldn’t deny the rush it gave you, the bass only getting louder with each successive song.
Looking ahead, you find the DJ at his booth, the master behind the computer and expensive equipment lost in his own mix.
Focusing on the crowd once more, you smile at the few who happen to make eye contact with you, an impulsive response you have despite knowing they likely don’t even realize you are there. But when you happen upon a mop of raven hair that is all too familiar, you immediately freeze in your spot, the room suddenly quiet.
The last person you expect to see, the first person you want to see, is standing all of four feet away from you, grinding his dick into the backside of modelesque brunette.
“Of course…” you mutter, suddenly reliving his final words before leaving your apartment all those days ago.
This is what he wants. He wants to be able to dance with random girls without facing the repercussions. He wants to party all night and sleep all day without having to message someone about how he won’t be coming home that night.
But never did you expect to see him here of all places. It only irritates you further.
It’s not in your place to get him to stay, to get him to call you or want your relationship back, but the vindictiveness inside of you seems to be egging you on to do something you wouldn’t normally dare to do.
But again, maybe it’s the alcohol.
Looking around, you watch as couples and a few individuals dance with vigor, and if sex itself was a dance move, then they would all be experts.
From the corner of your eye you notice a lone girl dancing beside a couple, likely the result of third wheeling that she originally never signed up for. You can tell from the way she moves that the drinks she consumed are finally hitting her, but that doesn’t dissipate the look of pure boredom decorating her face.
Stepping between the small spaces toward her, you try to catch her attention, but as she continues to stare off into the distance, a few flawless curls hanging over her face, you realize that you will have to be blunt.
“Hey…” tapping on her shoulder, you garner her attention, and when she looks over at you, she gives you small smile.
“Would you like to dance?” The liquid movement of her tongue across her glossed top lip sends a shockwave through your limbs, the clear interest in her eyes only inciting excitement in the pit of your stomach.
Strolling over, she finds solace against your chest, one leg in between your own as she begins grinding into you, the sway of her hips matching your own perfectly. This chance meeting only works out for you doubly, as this girl is both the perfect revenge plot and so perfectly your type. Just looking at her sends your heart to another planet, and you swear if you weren’t so in love with that bastard, you might just take her home.
Even under the hot disco lights, you can see the blush across her smooth skin, her cheeks so round and soft that you swear they would make perfect pillows. Every second you find yourself losing sight on the goal, so lost in her beauty that for a moment all you can see is her. Everything about her – her nose, her eyes, the shape of her cupid lips – is enough to send you into the pit of lust. Tonight is about having fun, and you sure as hell are going to have the time of your life.
Placing your hands delicately around her waist, you push yourself closer to her, grinding her equally until you hear a gasp escape the seam of her lips, and the moment she returns the gesture, instead circling her arms around your neck, you realize that a certain pair of brown orbs are looking in your direction.
From the corner of your eye, you notice the way he cocks his head to the side, his date now facing the wall behind him as he tries to search his mind if he is truly watching you in front of him. Even if he does finally understand that it is indeed you, he doesn’t do much of anything, instead leaning his chin on her shoulder as his eyes scan every curve of your body as you dance.
Just the thought of him watching shoots fire through your veins, something sinister pooling within your heart as you stare down the lips of the intoxicated girl in front of you. Seeming to understand the undertones of your glare, she leans closely, ghosting her lips against yours, her hot breath hitting you along with the overwhelming scent of several gin and tonics. For a moment she backs away, looking you directly in the eye for the green light, an act of pure generosity that you are nearly stunned speechless, but with lust clouding your vision, you nod immediately, granting her the access she desires. Within seconds, her lips are on yours, a mess of angry tongues and clashing teeth, the act of her nipping on the flesh of your bottom lip sending electricity to your toes. Reaching your hands behind her neck, you pull her in closer, her mewling only encouraging you to dig your nails into her skin as she melts in your arms. The exchange is heated, her hands sliding down your chest stopping on your thighs as she inches closer and closer to the hem of your skirt.
Even in the middle of the crowd under the cloak of darkness, you feel as if you two are alone, lost in a world where no one else is welcome – a sanctuary of small moans and passionate touches.
In between love nips and battles of the tongue, you both break, gasping for air, hooded eyes while dripping in sweat. Neither of you seem to be aware of your surroundings, until the expression on her face contorts into a mix of shock and concern, the moment now long over as she flattens the wrinkles of her dress and licks her lips.
“I’m sorry, I think my friends are trying to leave, and I have to pretend to be sober. Um…” She starts, shouting over the booming music. Frowning, she pulls out her phone from her bra, handing it over for you to type in your number.
“Sorry, it’s sweaty.” She states, both of you erupting in a fit of laughter.
It isn’t every day that you get to meet someone like this, a temporary fling or not, she seems extremely nice, and if it wasn’t for your current state of isolation, you might consider calling her.
Once typing in your number, you hand it back over, a smile on her face as she scans over your name in her phone. With one final nod and a kiss on the cheek, she rushes through the crowd toward her friends, the last thing you see being her blonde curls and they fall effortlessly down her back.
For a moment you’re sad, already missing the company, but when you remember the existence of a certain someone, you straighten your posture. When you turn around, you heart nearly drops to the floor as his fingers become entangled in her hair, the passion of their kiss radiating like a heat wave.
Lips forming into the straight line, you try to hold back the tears from spilling, convinced that karma sincerely never works in your favor to begin with, as this is what you deserve for even staying and trying to make him jealous. You should have known it wasn’t going to work anyway, he was the one who left you after all.
As much as you want to look away, you can’t seem to break your eyes away, the sight sending your stomach into a hurricane of feelings, none of which are the least bit comfortable. Everything only gets worse as you watch his hands snake around her body only to stop at flesh of her ass. Noticing the way he kneads her with his hands, you try your best to suck in the sobs, but when you glance upward, you heart stops once you realize his eyes are open, looking in your direction.
Something inside of you snaps, no longer able to maintain this front. Before he has the chance to see the first tear fall from your eye, you turn around and rush through the sweaty bodies, nearly squeezing yourself to death as people continue to dance hectically, completely ignoring your very existence. Once off the floor, you rush to the women’s restroom, not even bothering to look over your shoulder. It all becomes too much, the emotions you tried so hard to suppress finally bubbling to the surface in a wave of nausea and sadness.
Leaning over the sink, you turn on the cold water, splashing you face to try to calm down, but instead it only mixes with the salt dense tears, the flood gate finally releasing. So lost in your sobs, you don’t notice the figure that slips into the bathroom behind you, not until there is a death grip around the back of your neck.
Pulling you backwards, you are forced against a large body, and through the filthy mirror, you notice the distorted look on the man’s face, his grungy appearance and dilated eyes reminding you of a certain someone you really hoped you’d never see again.
“Perty lady, fancy meetin’ you here” He slurred into the curve of your neck, goosebumps spreading like wildfire across your skin as pure panic began to set in.
You try to dislodge yourself from his grasp, but his grip on your neck is tight enough for you to lose consciousness. As the blood flow to your brain slows down, you lose all strength in your legs, collapsing to the dirtied floor in a heap. No longer having the energy to reach for the button on your watch, you simply succumb to your fate. Your vision becomes blurry, his words sounding like nothing more than radio static in your ears, and although you know you should be fighting til your last breath, you suddenly no longer have the willpower to do so.
But when the door to the bathroom violently swings open, a glimmer of hope flashes behind your lids. Once his large fingers are removed from around your neck, you take in the biggest breath of your life, coughing at the sudden rush into your lungs. Your throat is on fire and despite hearing the struggle from behind you, all you can focus on his steading yourself enough to stand up, so with this opening you can escape and just go home.
Looking over your shoulder, your eyes widen at the sight in front of you – Yoongi standing over the man on the ground, his fist pounding mercilessly against his face until trickles of blood turn into rivers of crimson from his nose and mouth.
Suppressing the panic, you jump into action, holding onto Yoongi’s arm for dear life in hopes that he will let the man live to see tomorrow. For a moment, he stills his motions, looking over with nothing but pure ferocity in his eyes, bloodied hands still curled into heavy fists. But upon seeing you with tears falling past your chin, his eyes soften and he removes his weight from the man’s chest.
His focus changed in an instant, the only person in his view being you, his frown and soft features forcing a flood of feelings to spread through your chest. You try your best to hold in the sobs, the mix of fear and overwhelming joy doing little to help you control your reaction.
“Don’t cry, baby, don’t cry… I’m here.” He says gently, pulling you into his arms and he rubs circles across your back.
The pet name alone is enough to break you down, but to feel his touch, something you craved for so long, only creates another storm of emotions, more and more tears falling from your eyes. As much as you want to hate him and loathe him, you can’t deny how much you truly miss having him around, feeling his touch, and smelling that God-awful cologne that he always seems to love. It all hits you like a wave, and you find yourself collapsing more and more into his chest, never wanting to let go, so much so that you nearly dig your nails into his back, too afraid that if you let go, then he will walk away forever.
“Come on, let’s get out of here.” He tries to pull you up from your spot, but when you shake your head vigorously, he only lets out a sigh before holding you tighter.
For a while you both sit there on the floor, completely oblivious to the world outside the bathroom door. Instead, he simply hums against your hair, leaving butterfly kisses in his wake as he rocks you back and forth. A part of you feels as if you are caught in a dream, like this is a moment that is too good to be true, but when you feel the pounding in the back of your head and the stiff muscles of your neck, you remember that this in fact real life, that you almost died, and that the love of your life is sitting here holding you.
Is this a blessing or a curse?
Likely both.
“Okay, we really should leave before someone walks in here and sees this bastard on the ground.”
Chuckling lightly, you nod in agreement, allowing him to stand first before helping you up. Wrapping your arm around his shoulder, he leads you out of the bathroom, checking the surroundings to make sure no one else is around to see the unfortunate condition you both are in. Seeing no eyes, he helps you across the room through the crowds of people, his arm wrapped tightly around your waist to keep you steady. All you can do is look at the floor, nothing but shame in the forefront of your mind.
What did I do to deserve this? You thought, looking back at the night which was originally supposed to be a happy outing.
More than anything you realize that this night will only leave you with trauma, horrid memories of the man keeping you up at night for the next several weeks. You weren’t ready to go out, and now you will pay the price.
Once outside, he drops your arm, holding your shoulders until you are able to stand fully on your own. Removing his own jacket, you watch as he ties it around your waist, his fingers tying a gentle knot with the sleeves.
“Get on my back.”
Looking up at him, you eye him curiously, his words taking a second too long to process. Just from the dim streetlights, you can tell that his features softened, his genuine self now standing right before you. There is always a persona that he puts on whenever he is out in public, one very different from the one he adorns when he used to be around you. But now he seems to be back.
Nodding your head, you wait for him to turn his back. Placing your hands on his shoulders, he bends down toward the ground, low enough to where all you have to do is fall on top of him. Once secure, he stands up with your legs wrapped around him, but the moment, you feel your skirt ride up past your waist, a heated blush spreads across your cheeks.
So that’s what the jacket’s for.
Without another word, he begins to walk in the direction of your apartment, the once littered streets now desolate and empty. Having little to no energy left, you lean your head on his shoulder, watching as a few cars drive past while businesses shut down the lights and the owners go home. The night, unlike before, is quiet, the air even colder than before as the wind bites at your exposed skin, all the way from your legs to your tear soaked cheeks. You try to focus on something else, anything, to get your mind off his presence because the moment you do, you won’t want to let him go. S is difficult to fight against, but for both of your sakes, you will try.
Closing your eyes, you try to control the urge to vomit as bile begins to work its way from your stomach. The movement only seems to aggravate the feeling, but with every ounce of concentration you hold it in. But that only seems to last for so long.
“Yoongi…”
“Hm?” He questions, looking over his shoulder at your resting figure.
“I’m going to puke.” You state matter-of-factly.
“Shit. Hang on, we’re almost there.”
From your position on his back, you feel him pick up his pace, doing his best to make his movements as fluid as possible only to stumble on his feet several times not even a minute afterwards. Instead, you try to control your breathing as to not aggravate the situation, but with every passing moment, you feel yourself coming closer and closer to the edge. The last thing you want is the vomit on him, and you would rather not stop in the middle of the sidewalk to throw up onto the side of a building. You just want to be home.
Keeping your eyes closed, you begin to hum a melody, one that has been stuck in your head for the past several months. You aren’t sure where you heard it, but ever since then, it hasn’t once left your head, leaving you to hum every chance you got. For some reason, it has the power to calm you down whenever you were upset or angry, and in this moment, it seems to suppress the nausea, at least long enough until you reach the house.
“You… remember that?” Yoongi asks quietly, slight shock lacing his voice.
For a moment you stop, soaking in his words.
Did he recognize it?
Mustering the strength to speak, the only response you can give is a cryptic one.
“I… don’t know.”
Not saying a word, he continues to walk, suddenly squeezing tighter around your thighs. For a while there is nothing but silence between the two of you, until he finally speaks the words that have been hanging from his tongue.
“That was the song I wrote the one night we got snowed in and we drank in the living room… remember? To be honest, I don’t remember any of the lyrics, but to this day I still think about it… I really wanted to write a song for you then.”
Searching in the depths of your mind, you try to recall this night, but when you think you remember something, you quickly realize that the only valid memories left of it are opening the bottles of wine and burning yourself trying to light the fire.
“Where are your keys?” He asks through heavy pants trying to catch his breath.
Rummaging through the pocket of your jacket, you pull out the silver key attached to the small Totoro plush, the very one he had gifted you on your birthday. All the feelings begin to rush back, but before you let it get further, you hand over the key, allowing him to unlock the door.
But once inside, you can’t wait any longer.
Hitting on his shoulder, you signal for him to let you down, and when your feet reach the wood flooring, you kick off your heels before running in the direction of the bathroom. Having time to close the door, you nearly rip off the toilet seat just in time to let out the contents of your stomach.
The heaving doesn’t stop as the alcohol has finally caught up with you, nothing but stomach acid leaving the recesses of your throat. Clutching onto the toilet, you try your best to control it, but your body seems to disagree.
Just then, the sound of footsteps echo between the bathroom walls, hands pulling your hair back and away from your face as you continue to empty the contents of your stomach. Once there is nothing left, you leave your forehead against the cool porcelain, sweat dripping down the back of your neck with more tears pricking at the corner of your eyes. When you feel a hand rubbing circles on your back and massaging your tense shoulder muscles, you are able to relax slightly, melting into his touch as he calms you. For a while you both sit like this on the floor, the nausea slowly starting to disappear.
Lifting your head, you look over your shoulder at Yoongi who has a timid smile on his face.
“Fuck, I’m sorry, Yoongi. You shouldn’t have to be here…” Placing your head back onto the toilet, you try to calm your beating heart, the realization that he is here in the flesh hitting you all at once. All you know how to do is apologize, the guilt overweighing your undeniable desire for him to stay.
His only response is to chuckle, a few more rubs against your back before he is standing up.
“Don’t apologize. I’m just glad you’re okay…” Drifting off at the end, he tries to hide his smile by biting his bottom lip, but when you glance back over, you can immediately tell that he is enjoying every moment of your suffering.
“You’re such an ass you know that.” You spit, holding onto the sink as you stand on your own two feet.
Rubbing the back of his neck, his smile immediately disappears, a look of pure guilt replacing it. He no longer makes eye contact with you, instead looking at the floor as you try to regain your balance.
A part of you feels bad, but you also know that the pain he put you through is far worse than him having the decency to bring you home.
“I’m sorry… I just missed you. A lot.”
The words that fall from his lips leave you speechless, a mixture of joy and utter disbelief. But now isn’t the time to cave, you need to stay strong for your own sake.
“You know you broke up with me right.” You ask incredulously, playing a hand on your hip as you await his (likely pathetic) answer.
“Yes… I do. And I know I messed up one of the best things that’s ever happened to me.” Lifting his head, he stares into your eyes, but what surprises you more than his words are the single tears that fall effortlessly down his cheeks.
“I was so lost without you, I didn’t know what to with myself. I made a mistake, but I was so afraid you wouldn’t take me back that I tried to forget because I didn’t think I could handle the rejection, especially after what I had done to you. You don’t have to believe me, but I’m telling the truth.” His words ran together seamlessly as he finally got it off his chest, the weight of his emotions hitting you like a ton of bricks.
He is never one to express his emotions easily, so whenever the words just tumble from his lips, you are always taken aback by simply how many feelings he is capable of hiding from the world. One would never guess just by looking at him how sensitive and extremely caring he is, but that is also one of the many reasons why you have come to love him so deeply.
“It’s okay, Yoongi… really, it’s okay.” You aren’t entirely sure if he believes your words, but he nods anyway to reassure you that he is at least listening.
The silence that fills the room is slightly uncomfortable, but not as much as you would have thought it’d be. You suppose it’s to be expected of a reunion like this, but it doesn’t stop your skin from crawling thinking about what will happen next.
“You can leave, if you’d like… Thank you for taking me home.” Untying the jacket from your waist, you hand it back to him, leaving your gaze on his feet knowing that if you dare looked him in the eye, you would crumble.
“You want me to stay, don’t you?” Bolting upright, you stare at him with wide eyes, the smirk on his face and his cocky tone only making your stomach flip a million times over.
He knows you so fucking well.
Rolling your eyes, you push past him and out of the bathroom, walking to your bedroom as if he no longer exists. Pulling out a pair of sweats and a t-shirt, you change out of your outing attire, fully aware that his eyes are boring holes through your very back.
“Why don’t you take a picture, it will last longer.” You remark, false irritation lacing your monotone voice.
“I already have plenty of those.”
Turning around, you glare daggers in his direction, his outburst of laughter now filling the room. A part of you wants to slap him, but whenever you see his gummy smile like this, you can’t help but smile yourself. It is a laugh you haven’t heard in ages, and it becomes a sweet sound to your ears, one you are certain you never wish to be away from again.
“Shut up and come to bed.” Leaving him on his own, you climb under the covers, pulling the comforter over your head as you face the opposite wall. When your hear him drop his pants, the sound of his belt hitting the floor, your cheeks are set on fire, a string of thoughts running through your mind at the implications of him being in bed with you and what that might mean moving forward. But for now, you decide to enjoy the moment while it lasts, the day already far longer that you would like. Once he turns off the light, you take a few moments to breathe and collect yourself before he has the chance to come near you, but with every step, you heart only rises in your throat. Feeling the covers being pulled back, you count down the seconds until you feel him scoot up against you, his face plunged against your pillow.
“I missed you so much…” He mutters into the back of your neck, voice dripping with honey and sincerity. It only makes your heart ache for him, all negative emotions you had felt dissipating. There is so much you want to say to him, to tell him how glad you are that he’s here, but a part of you wants him to spill his heart, forever lost in his words.
“I feel like I never told you this enough, but I think you are so beautiful. The way you make me feel is indescribable. You bring me so much happiness and without you, I felt like I lost a part of myself. I promise I will never hurt you again… if you allow me to stay.”
His frail voice is like an open window to his soul, the sadness you feel no longer an emotion you are sharing by yourself.
“Yes, Yoongi, you can stay.”
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CHAPTER 4 EVENT(S)
Here’s like, an image summary. - Mod War
If anyone's by the foyer, you notice that lights flickered a bit and the setup of the letters and purple lights (which was still there, surprisingly) begin to glow.
If you are not here, wherever you are, you have a gut feeling of... this again. Some ghostly feeling, you could say. Something is compelling you, somewhat.
[1:25 PM] Willy Wonder | UH OH: Willy stepped out of his room and, for some reason, instinctively went to the lights again. Upon seeing them lit he pulls out his ID again.
[1:26 PM] Willy Wonder | UH OH: Willy looked around and then back at the lights. "Hey..." he muttered out, seemingly at the lights.
[1:28 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: RENZO STOMPS OVER TO THE FOYER.
[1:28 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: Uzoamaka is here! Kinda terrified!
[1:28 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain: Hana is here. "...The fudge is going on..." she muttered.
[1:28 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: Cerviel poked out of his room at the messages, excited. Friends!!!
[1:30 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: Artemis is here, soaking wet. Lovely.
[1:30 PM] Willy Wonder | UH OH: "So... Anybody got anything to say to those beyond the grave or are we just gonna stand here?"
[1:30 PM] Hazel | baby chain: Hazel appears.
[1:30 PM] Lake Kawaguchi |: Lake has arrived.
[1:30 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain:
[1:31 PM] Hazel | baby chain: Hazel hooks arms with Hana and Lake.
[1:31 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain: Hana gets a little less pissed off.
[1:31 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: "Um..." She looks a bit reluctant, crossing his arms. Ah shit, how this works has left her brain.
[1:31 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: "You look like you just came outta water park." She comments to Artemis.
[1:32 PM] Lake Kawaguchi |: Lake gave Hazel's arm a little squeeze. (:
[1:32 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: Cerviel is still holding his doll. "Do our friends have another message for us?"
[1:32 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: Renzo points at the lights. “Speak or else.”
[1:32 PM] Monoboar!: The purple lights flicker again.
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[1:33 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: Renzo is waving enthusiastically with both hands.
[1:33 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: His eyes lit up. "Hello!"
[1:34 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain: "GUAAAHAAAAA!!!" Hana yelped, breaking into a cold sweat. "I-I'M GONNA DIE!"
[1:35 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: Uzoamaka is startled from Hana's outburst. "Ha-Hime-sama, please! You're going to be fine!"
[1:35 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: "I was in the pool." She squints at the lights. "Who is this? Hellooo?"
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[1:37 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: Cerviel smiled at the lights. "Hello, Eri! Thank you for the fox you made me!"
[1:37 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: “Errrrrrieeeeeeee...”
[1:37 PM] Hazel | baby chain: Hazel looks uncomfortable... but still happy to know Eri is speaking.
[1:38 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: The journalist waves.
[1:39 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain: Hana bolts behind Hazel and Lake. Her eyes are as wide as saucers. "It's a ghost, Uzoamaka-chan...! I'm gonna be possessed and then I'm gonna, uhhh..." she blinked. "Then, I'm gonna die. I mean, It's probably not really Eri-chan."
"...Right?"
[1:39 PM] Hazel | baby chain: "Who knows... it's quite understandable to be cautious, though." Hazel smiles reassuringly at Hana.
[1:40 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: "We just got this set of lights and whatev's behind it."
[1:40 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: "I'm... I'm sure it's her."
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[1:41 PM] Monoboar!: This pace is much faster now.
[1:41 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain: "No. Nuh-uh. That's not real."
[1:42 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: "Mm. You all.. not having fun- Getting along down there? Wally being a pompus bitch?"
[1:42 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: Cerviel frowned a little at that.
[1:43 PM] Willy Wonder | UH OH: "Wow."
[1:45 PM] Hazel | baby chain: Hazel shrugs.
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[1:46 PM] Hazel | baby chain: Damn. Hazel shakes her mothefucking head.
[1:46 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain: Hana giggles a little at that.
[1:46 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: "Tell him to ease the fuck up or I'll make him. Somehow."
[1:46 PM] Hazel | baby chain: "Hopefully he is resting easy, at the very least."
[1:47 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: He sighed. "That's mean."
[1:47 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: Uzoamaka chuckles behind her hand.
[1:47 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: "That's Wallace, alright." She whispers to herself.
[1:47 PM] Keekoo Taisei | :(: Keiko was here all along. Nice.
"Be nice to him, Eri-san..."
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[1:49 PM] Hazel | baby chain: "Oh... who's this then?" Hazel asks curiously.
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[1:51 PM] Willy Wonder | UH OH: "...Is this some kind of code?"
[1:51 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: "Eh!? We had an Ultimate Traveler and Ultimate Puppet in the mix!?"
[1:51 PM] Keekoo Taisei | :(: Keiko goes pale. "You're not our friends..."
[1:51 PM] Willy Wonder | UH OH: "Maybe it's a travelling puppet."
[1:52 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: "What ther fuck- What's your name then, fucker?"
[1:52 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: “Heeeeheeeee..”
[1:52 PM] Riku Yasui... yep: "That's creepy,"
[1:52 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: Cerviel tilted his head. "Potential friend then?"
[1:52 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: “More dead people!”
[1:52 PM] Hazel | baby chain: "How odd... hopefully they aren't bad, if they're with our friends." Hazel shifts nervously.
[1:52 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: "I know enough Goosebumps to know that travelling puppets are no good!"
[1:53 PM] Willy Wonder | UH OH: "I don't trust puppets period."
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[1:55 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: "You're shifty as fuck. Why are you with them? What, is purg some sorta relm for ki--" She paused, brows furrowing. She was joking but shit, that'd be fucked up if she was right.
[1:57 PM] Hazel | baby chain: Hazel throws her arms out to calm down Artemis.
"Lady Artemis, we don't understand what's happening either, but just try and stay calm, alright?" She says. "Who knows how the undead world works..."
[1:57 PM] Willy Wonder | UH OH: "No names? What, did they forget them or something?"
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[1:58 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: "..."
[1:58 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: "Of the galaxy?"
[1:58 PM] Hazel | baby chain: Heh. Of the galaFUCKYOU
[1:58 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: HELP.
[1:58 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: "You did not-"
[1:58 PM] Hazel | baby chain: Hazel looks at Uzoamaka weirdly.
[1:58 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: His eyes are almost sparkling. "Guardian angels?!"
[1:58 PM] Willy Wonder | UH OH: "Doubtful."
[1:59 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain: "SEE! SEE! I WAS RIGHT! I WAS RIGHT! I'M TOTALLY RIGHT ALL THE TIME! IT WASN'T ERI-CHAN! IT'S A D-D-D-" she pauses, breathing in deeply. "A DEMON!!!"
[1:59 PM] Hazel | baby chain: Hazel jumps. "Lady Hime-sama, it's Guardians, not Demons...?"
[2:00 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain: "B-Buh..." she frowns. "I don' believe it."
[2:01 PM] Hazel | baby chain: "Fair enough..." Hazel looks conflicted. "But we have to try remaining calm over this- I-I... I don't want to get all emotional... or scared again. Fuu..."
[2:01 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: "They're ghosts, how bad would they be?"
[2:01 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain: "Hmnnn...I'll calm down, but only for you, Hazel-chan...everyone else, you're on THIN ICE!"
[2:02 PM] Hazel | baby chain: Hazel goes ^_^""
[2:02 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: "Well.. if they're demons they'd bet scared off with holy water, right?" Were the fuck would you get that, Artemis.
[2:02 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: "This isn't a church, Artemis."
[2:02 PM] Riku Yasui... yep: "If they are ghost do they have triangle ghost headbands or even a ghost tail? Do they still look like yourself even after death? Actually don't answer. That's too many questions to answer" Riku said. His just shocked to be talking to the dead.
[2:03 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: Renzo smiles at Artemis.
[2:03 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: Artemis can't see it but they are! :)
[2:03 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: "We can make it. I think- You'd just... have to boil the hell out it, right?" Oh my god.
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[2:04 PM] Lake Kawaguchi |: I have friends in Holy Spaces?
[2:04 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: "Like.. the sanctuary?"
[2:05 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: "Teehee!"
[2:05 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: "Oh my god we're in Jesusland."
[2:05 PM] Hazel | baby chain: "I don't get it."
[2:06 PM] Hazel | baby chain: "STOOOOP!" She snorts and bats Uzoamaka's way.
[2:06 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: "We got fucking christian ghosts in purgatory?"
[2:07 PM] Hazel | baby chain: "I mean-" Hazel tries to make sense of that.
[2:07 PM] Hazel | baby chain: "...are we going off track? They asked for questions, yes?"
[2:08 PM] Monoboar!: The slow pace comes back again.
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[2:09 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: "Oh my god. I was joking. I didn't- What the fuck."
[2:09 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: "......" He shifts uncomfortably.
[2:09 PM] Hazel | baby chain: Hazel looks like she's about to explode.
[2:09 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain: "..." Hana was about to say something, but then she closed her mouth and went back to standing behind Hazel and Lake.
[2:09 PM] Willy Wonder | UH OH: "Well god bless."
[2:10 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: Uzoamaka loses it.
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[2:11 PM] Hazel | baby chain: "Right! Right!" Hazel looks like she's suppressing laughter
[2:11 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: He looked back at the lights. "What are we supposed to do?"
[2:11 PM] Riku Yasui... yep: "Have you seen God or Death?"
[2:11 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: "NO-"
[2:11 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain: "O-Okay..." she cleared her throat. "Uh, like, who are you really? Why did you even wanna talk to us today?"
[2:16 PM] Monoboar!: E
[2:16 PM] Monoboar!: R
[2:16 PM] Monoboar!: S
[2:16 PM] Riku Yasui... yep: "Oh"
[2:16 PM] Hazel | baby chain: Well, that prospect sounds comforting.
[2:16 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: Okay! Cerviel looks uncomfortable.
[2:16 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: "They're helping!"
[2:17 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain: Hana blinks.
[2:17 PM] Hazel | baby chain: "What should we do, then... H-Helpers...?"
[2:18 PM] Monoboar!: S
[2:18 PM] Monoboar!: T
[2:19 PM] Monoboar!: A
[2:19 PM] Monoboar!: Y
[2:19 PM] Monoboar!:
[2:19 PM] Monoboar!: F
[2:19 PM] Monoboar!: O
[2:19 PM] Monoboar!: C
[2:19 PM] Monoboar!: U
[2:19 PM] Monoboar!: S
[2:19 PM] Monoboar!: E
[2:19 PM] Monoboar!: D
[2:19 PM] Monoboar!: Pause.
[2:19 PM] Monoboar!: M
[2:19 PM] Monoboar!: A
[2:19 PM] Monoboar!: S
[2:19 PM] Monoboar!: T
[2:19 PM] Monoboar!: E
[2:19 PM] Monoboar!: R
[2:19 PM] Monoboar!: M
[2:20 PM] Monoboar!: I
[2:20 PM] Monoboar!: N
[2:20 PM] Monoboar!: D
[2:20 PM] Monoboar!:
[2:20 PM] Monoboar!: W
[2:20 PM] Monoboar!: A
[2:20 PM] Monoboar!: T
[2:20 PM] Monoboar!: C
[2:20 PM] Monoboar!: H
[2:20 PM] Monoboar!: I
[2:20 PM] Monoboar!: N
[2:20 PM] Monoboar!: G
[2:20 PM] Monoboar!:
[2:20 PM] Monoboar!: A
[2:20 PM] Monoboar!: L
[2:20 PM] Monoboar!: W
[2:20 PM] Monoboar!: A
[2:20 PM] Monoboar!: Y
[2:20 PM] Monoboar!: S
[2:21 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: Hm. "That's not fucking scary at all."
[2:21 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: Now Uzoamaka is terrified!
[2:21 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: Cerviel looks like he's gonna be sick. "We're being watched by someone?"
[2:22 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: "Well, Monoboar's watchin' us, right? So, there has to be someone behind that."
[2:22 PM] Willy Wonder | UH OH: "Somebody is behind this and they are watching us..." Willy looks at Uzoamaka.
[2:23 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain: "GYAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!"
[2:23 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: She looks back, face wavering.
[2:23 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: He hugged his doll. "That's.. not good."
[2:24 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: "Ohhhhhhhhhoohhhh....."
[2:25 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: "W-Well- What else should we do?"
[2:25 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: "How do you know?" Renzo asks the lights.
[2:26 PM] Monoboar!: Slower pace this time.
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!: S
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!: E
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!: E
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!: N
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!:
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!: K
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!: I
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!: L
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!: L
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!: I
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!: N
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!: G
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!:
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!: G
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!: A
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!: M
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!: E
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!: S
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!:
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!: B
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!: E
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!: F
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!: O
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!: R
[2:27 PM] Monoboar!: E
[2:28 PM] Lake Kawaguchi |: "...This is, like, a thing? Like, a thing that's happened before? Plural?"
[2:29 PM] Willy Wonder | UH OH: "Other killing games...? Were they made by the same person?"
[2:29 PM] Monoboar!: M
[2:29 PM] Monoboar!: A
[2:29 PM] Monoboar!: N
[2:29 PM] Monoboar!: Y
[2:29 PM] Monoboar!: D
[2:29 PM] Monoboar!: I
[2:29 PM] Monoboar!: F
[2:29 PM] Monoboar!: F
[2:29 PM] Monoboar!: E
[2:29 PM] Monoboar!: R
[2:29 PM] Monoboar!: E
[2:29 PM] Monoboar!: N
[2:29 PM] Monoboar!: T
[2:29 PM] Monoboar!: P
[2:29 PM] Monoboar!: E
[2:29 PM] Monoboar!: O
[2:29 PM] Monoboar!: P
[2:29 PM] Monoboar!: L
[2:29 PM] Monoboar!: E
[2:30 PM] Monoboar!: The letters light up more frantically.
[2:30 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain: "Wuh-What the..."
[2:30 PM] Lake Kawaguchi |: "...What the fuck?"
[2:30 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: "We see... this is not the first time........." Renzo is :pits: rn.
[2:31 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!:
[2:31 PM] Lake Kawaguchi |: "What the fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck?"
[2:31 PM] Lake Kawaguchi |: "What the fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck?"
[2:31 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: Cerviel stepped away from the lights. He looks like he's gonna cry.
[2:31 PM] Riku Yasui... yep: Riku looked down.
"How terrible,"
[2:32 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: "This is fucking awful, other people has been through this shit before?!"
[2:32 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: "So.. we can't stop it?"
[2:33 PM] Monoboar!: I
[2:33 PM] Monoboar!: P
[2:33 PM] Lake Kawaguchi |: "TERRIBLE IS UNDERSTATING IT, YASUI-KUN!" Lake's voice rose an octave, "WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!! WHAT SPECIES OF FREAK DO YOU HAVE TO BE TO SET UP A FREAK-FUCKERY CARNIVAL LIKE THIS!?!?"
[2:33 PM] Monoboar!: R
[2:33 PM] Monoboar!: A
[2:33 PM] Monoboar!: Y
[2:33 PM] Monoboar!: Y
[2:33 PM] Monoboar!: O
[2:33 PM] Monoboar!: U
[2:33 PM] Monoboar!: C
[2:33 PM] Monoboar!: A
[2:33 PM] Monoboar!: N Small pause after.
[2:33 PM] Monoboar!: D
[2:33 PM] Monoboar!: O
[2:33 PM] Monoboar!: N
[2:33 PM] Monoboar!: E
[2:33 PM] Monoboar!: B
[2:33 PM] Monoboar!: E
[2:33 PM] Monoboar!: F
[2:33 PM] Monoboar!: O
[2:33 PM] Monoboar!: R
[2:33 PM] Monoboar!: E
[2:35 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: "..I hope we can. I don't want any of our friends to die again."
[2:37 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: "Fuck! This is-" Artemis huff, tightly gripping her hair. This si fucked up! She's angry, she really wants to break something but she can't. "Why?1 Why is this heppening?! Why are people doing this?!"
[2:38 PM] Monoboar!: A steadier pace ensures.
[2:38 PM] Monoboar!: I
[2:38 PM] Monoboar!: N
[2:38 PM] Monoboar!: V
[2:38 PM] Monoboar!: E
[2:38 PM] Monoboar!: S
[2:38 PM] Monoboar!: T
[2:38 PM] Monoboar!: I
[2:38 PM] Monoboar!: G
[2:38 PM] Monoboar!: A
[2:38 PM] Monoboar!: T
[2:38 PM] Monoboar!: E
[2:39 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: "Investigate what exactly? Just any old thing around here?"
[2:40 PM] Monoboar!: L
[2:40 PM] Monoboar!: O
[2:40 PM] Monoboar!: O
[2:40 PM] Monoboar!: K
[2:40 PM] Monoboar!:
[2:40 PM] Monoboar!: A
[2:40 PM] Monoboar!: R
[2:40 PM] Monoboar!: O
[2:41 PM] Monoboar!: U
[2:41 PM] Monoboar!: N
[2:41 PM] Monoboar!: D
[2:41 PM] Monoboar!: Pause.
[2:41 PM] Monoboar!: U
[2:41 PM] Monoboar!: S
[2:41 PM] Monoboar!: E
[2:41 PM] Monoboar!:
[2:41 PM] Monoboar!: H
[2:41 PM] Monoboar!: E
[2:41 PM] Monoboar!: A
[2:41 PM] Monoboar!: D
[2:41 PM] Monoboar!: S
[2:42 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: "Use my head..."
[2:43 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: "Ugh- I'm using commitin' crimes, not investigating them..." She huffed, gritting her teeth. "I'll try my fucking best, though. I wanna punch the mastermind in their stupid fucking face."
[2:43 PM] Monoboar!: Out of nowhere, the lights shut off in the foyer, taking the purple lights along with it.
[2:44 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: "SHIT."
[2:44 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: "Whoops."
[2:44 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: "FUCK-"
[2:44 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: Cerviel let out a startled whine. "What the heck!"
[2:45 PM] Willy Wonder | UH OH: "I guess that's the last we'll be getting out of that..."
[2:47 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: "..."
[2:47 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: "Long power outage."
[2:47 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: "..Do you think we've lost the lights for good?" Nervous.
[2:48 PM] Monoboar!: "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU GUYS DO." A familiar boar's voice echoes through the foyer.
[2:48 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: "Hi!"
[2:49 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: "SCATTER!"
[2:49 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: "SHIT IT'S THE PIGS!"
[2:49 PM] Willy Wonder | UH OH: Willy scrambles up the stairs onto the balcony.
[2:50 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: "We thought it was the boars....?"
[2:50 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: Clicking footsteps go out the foyer and into the darkness.
In reality, she's in the bedroom hall.
[2:50 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: Artemis dashes to hide behind some furniture. "IRRELEVANT, RUN!"
[2:50 PM] Monoboar!: "YOU DAMN KIDS KEEPING SCREWING UP MY DAMN MANSION!"
[2:50 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: Cerviel moved behind a plant. Completely hidden.
[2:51 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: Renzo doesn't understand why everyone is running.
[2:52 PM] Monoboar!: After some time, the lights return back, and a pissed Monoboar is in the midst of the foyer.
[2:52 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: Renzo waves.
[2:52 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: Artemis is somehow hidden underneath a couch.
[2:52 PM] Monoboar!: "THE ELECTRICITY COMPANY IS GONNA BE ALL OVER MY ASS!" He glares at Renzo. "YOU."
[2:53 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: "Weee?"
[2:54 PM] Monoboar!: Monoboar grabs a bucket of paint thinner/cleaner and a rag out of... his ass, handing it towards Renzo.
"CLEAN THE PAINT. I'M GETTING THIS OFF." He refers to the setup.
[2:54 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: "Okie dokiee!" They take the cleaner.
[2:55 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain: Hana had scurried away long ago, screaming fearfully as she did. She's probably underneath a piece of furnature or something.
[2:55 PM] Riku Yasui... yep: "Renzo you're not the pigs maid,"
[2:55 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: "NO-- OUR GHOST MATERIAL."
[2:55 PM] Monoboar!: With his bare hooves, he rips Willy's purple lights off the walls, maybe breaking a few bulbs here and there. His movements were vigorously violent, as if this setup killed his parents or something.
[2:55 PM] Hazel | baby chain: "NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
[2:56 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: "We are helping," Renzo opens up the paint thinner.
[2:56 PM] Willy Wonder | UH OH: Willy looks over the balcony, seeing his lights be harassed. "I liked those lights..."
[2:56 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: He's still pretending to be the plant but he's in tears.
[2:56 PM] UZOAMAKA! 🖊 😧!: Uzoamaka sees the onslaught happening, and frowns.
[2:57 PM] Monoboar!: Monoboar throws another rag from his butt to Riku. "YOU CLEAN TOO!"
[2:57 PM] Monoboar!: He snorts in anger.
[2:57 PM] Riku Yasui... yep: "No,"
[2:57 PM] Hazel | baby chain: Hazel lobs her shoe at Monoboar.
[2:57 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: "ZOZO NO-" Artemis wriggled from under the couch, getting stuck halfway out. "FUCK!!"
[2:57 PM] Monoboar!: He dodges that shoe.
[2:57 PM] Hazel | baby chain: "Damn."
[2:57 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: "...." Renzo is cleaning the wall now.
[2:58 PM] Hazel | baby chain: Hazel sighs and just scurries to get the shoe.
[2:58 PM] Monoboar!: "THOUGHT THIS DAMN THING WOULD PACIFY YOU KIDS- SNRK- BUT IT'S EATING UP ALL THE ELECTRICITY!"
[2:58 PM] Riku Yasui... yep: "Let's continue doing that just to mess with the pig,"
[2:58 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: "Ooohhhh adult things.... adult boar things....." They murmur in a sing-song tone.
[2:58 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: Quietly. "...You should pay your bills."
[2:59 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain: A sharp, high heeled shoe with a pink bow on the top ejects out the bottom of a couch and smacks Monoboar's hoof.
[2:59 PM] Monoboar!: "WHO THREW THAT."
[2:59 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain: Silence.
[2:59 PM] Hazel | baby chain: Hazel coughs.
[2:59 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain: She giggled from underneath the couch.
[3:00 PM] Monoboar!: "I'm gonna lose it with you brats! Delusional thinkin' ya got hope!"
[3:00 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: Renzo scrubs harder. Violent scrubbing.
[3:00 PM] Hazel | baby chain: "Shut up, ugly!" Hana seems to have rubbed off on her.
[3:01 PM] 🔫Artemis🔫| AAA GO CRAZY: "Fuck You! I may be stuck under this couch but I'll fuck you up!"
[3:01 PM] Cerviel Winter | Sad: He's typing on his ID from behind the plant.
[3:02 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain: "YOU SMELL BAD! YOU SMELL LIKE GARBAGE!" screamed a voice from underneath the couch. "YOU LOOK LIKE MY GRANDMA'S THANKSGIVING DINNER! IF YOU HAD HAIR IT'D BE GREASY!"
[3:02 PM] Monoboar!: "IT'S LIKE I'M RUNNIN' A DAMN PRESCHOOL. CLEAN THE SHIT UP OR I'M EXECUTING YOU ALL."
[3:03 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain: "YOU WOULDN'T DO THAT! YOU WOULDN'T HAVE ANY TOYS TO PLAY WITH, THEN, STUPID HOG! YOU'RE SO STUPID YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO PLAY WITH REAL TOYS! EVEN A PRESCHOOLER CAN DO THAT!"
[3:03 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: Renzo rips their rag because they scrubbed too hard. They gently place it on Monoboar's head. "Do you have extras friend?"
[3:03 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain: Hana's seething bitch!!!
[3:03 PM] Monoboar!: Monoboar hands Renzo three more rags.
[3:03 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: Rags.
[3:04 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: They return to cleaning, muttering under their breath.
[3:05 PM] Monoboar!: Monoboar storms off in a huff, off to go evade some taxes or something.
[3:06 PM] Hana Minami! | baby chain: Hana crawls out from under the couch and towards Hazel, standing up and brushing off her apron and huffing, too. Her left foot was shoeless.
[3:06 PM] 🔥 ZOZO! 🔥 Tired.....: Even after Monoboar was gone, Renzo continues scrubbing off paint.
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We all know it’s true.
Eleven missed calls from an unknown number. Part of me knew I should’ve answered after I had noticed the annoying bot never left a voicemail. Spam, I was sure. That was until a person from my past, someone I hadn’t seen in over ten years, showed up on my doorstep in the middle of the night, face pale and eyes bloodshot. Even now, some twenty four hours later, I’m still shaking in disbelief, trying to convince myself the thing she reminded me of didn’t happen, that the childhood memory she had awoken was somehow false. “I’m sorry,” the woman said, her voice trembling. “Needed to talk but every time I called your mailbox was full, so I had to come...had to,” she added, momentarily raising a thin, rectangle-shaped box held in both hands.
Dumbfounded, I squinted at the box for a moment, wondering what the fuck an Ouija Board could have to do with anything, then locked eyes with the stranger standing on my shadowed porch whom surprisingly had a vaguely familiar face? I couldn’t tell if the ice-cold rain had caused her mascara to run or if she’d been crying; in either case something was very off. “Do I know you?” Nothing else came to mind, as stupid as it sounded coming out of my mouth. ‘tis a fair question, I thought. Then it hit me.
“Karen?” I gasped. Looking like a complete idiot, I stepped back and waved her inside. “Listen,” she said, not moving, “I know this is going to sound crazy, trust me, I know, but I have to ask one thing, then I’m gone.”
Holding up the Ouija Board box again, she spoke louder, “Do you remember when we played with this?” I still wasn’t comprehending what the hell was going on as I stared at my name next to Karen’s etched on a corner of the box in blue pen with a heart between them. Maybe, I’m having a nightmare I thought, knowing for sure without a single doubt I had written that little love note and several other things on the inside cover, one of which I knew had something to do with the reason Karen had mysteriously popped back into my life. Sure enough the memory of 4th grade Karen and myself flashed through my mind like a whirlwind, and suddenly I recalled the cryptic message, the prophecy, the thing everyone now knows is true, and how we both were sure the other had written it though neither of us ever confessed to moving the planchette. Eyes wide, words poured from my mouth “Yes... oh my God... it can’t be... I wrote it in black marker on the back of the board, didn’t I?” Lightning stuck in the distance as Karen began vigorously ripping the board from the box, then she flipped it over so I could read my own childish handwriting. “Fuck,” I muttered, and as I read slowly, we both whispered the words in absolute unison, “Epstein... didn't... kill... himself.”
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