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thezodiaczone · 4 years

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Gemini Compatibility

GEMINI + ARIES (MARCH 21 - APRIL 19) ♥♥♥♥ You're two high-strung, passionate Fire signs who both like to be the Alpha dominant. As such, you'll need to toss the hot potato back and forth, submitting to the other's rule—at times through gritted teeth. Acquiescence may not come naturally, but it builds a necessary trust. Aries is a paradox: you're the zodiac's infant (its first sign) and its gallant hero (you're ruled by warrior Mars). You want to save the world and be saved at the same time. You'll need to occasionally allow yourself to play wounded knight or damsel in distress, and let your mate charge to your rescue. However, don't spiral into neurotic helplessness or analysis paralysis. Nobody can beat a topic to death quite like you can—but that's what therapists are for, Aries. Neither one of you can be saddled with the emotional care and feeding of an adult baby. You're too independent for that. When your problems gain too much mental gravitas, it's time to move—literally. Disperse your Martian angst and anger with lots of physical exertion. As fellow adventurers, you travel well together. Try snowboarding, exotic bike tours, Costa Rican rainforest expeditions. Passionate sex is another antidote to prickly feelings for your high-touch sign. Like Aries Hugh Hefner, you have a champion libido (and an awesome sense of entitlement). Some Aries couples may mutually agree to flex the terms of your monogamy, although the jealousy it stirs might not be worth the trouble.

GEMINI + TAURUS (APRIL 20 - MAY 20) The stubborn Bull locks horns with the willful Ram, nostrils flaring, heads bowed in determination. So begins a fierce but fiery courtship, as splashy and menacing as a Pamplona stampede. Aggression, however uncivilized, is part our Darwinian natures. It certainly is for your signs—who possess an arsenal of steamrolling tactics, from doe-eyed charm to old-fashioned philistine strong-arming. No weak-willed mate will survive your natural selection process. Nor should he. Neither one of you feels safe in the arms of a mate who can't protect you. Thus, your initial faceoff is simply a warning shot: Show me your strength so I can trust you. Once the fanfare is over, you make a great team—like British pop royalty Victoria (Aries) and David (Taurus) Beckham.

As tight as two mafiosos, you like to dress up and flaunt your natural superiority over the rest of the animal kingdom. The deal is sweet for both of you. Taurus gets an attractive show pony and a lusty mate to satisfy his Earthy libido. Aries has a lifelong provider and benefactor to supply creative freedom and endless playtime. Issues can arise if Taurus grows too possessive or tries to tame independent Aries. Indulgent Taurus will need to remain active to keep pace with the energetic Ram (read: lay off the nightly steak frites and vino). You both crave attention, but don't go looking for it outside the relationship, unless you want a real showdown. Like two tots in a nursery, you share a favorite word: Mine!

GEMINI + GEMINI (MAY 21 - JUNE 20) We'll spare you the joke about there being four people in this relationship, mainly because it's an understatement. Like twin kaleidoscopes, you're each a fractal pinwheel of personalities that re-pattern at the slightest twist. Good news: versatility is a virtue in Gemini-land. Monogamy, not always easy for your restless sign, becomes a non-issue when your mate embodies more personas than Sybil. Dyed-in-the-wool dilettantes, you never run out of things to discuss. Clever Gemini rules communication: your ideas come fast and furious, and you love to debate. Intellectual tussling is a turn-on, although you must take care not to talk over each other. Remind yourself: listening skills are just as important as a well-crafted sentence. The pop psychology technique of "mirroring" (listening, then reflecting back your mate's communication) can be shockingly effective. Your main challenge is making time for each other, since you're both forever juggling any number of jobs, businesses, classes, hobbies, social circles and whatnot. Gemini is a collector; your home can resemble a natural disaster zone, piled to the rafters with books, newspapers, DVD sets from your favorite screenwriter, old-school vinyl, vintage costume jewelry. Forget couples' counseling: a cleaning service or storage unit can save this marriage. (Thank God for the Internet and YouTube.) With your wonder-twin powers, you can start a creative business together. Just make sure to hire a team of Earth or Water signs who can finish what you start, since you'll both leave a trail of loose ends. Light the spark, and let others keep the flame.

GEMINI + CANCER (JUNE 21 - JULY 22) Cancer is an emotional Water sign who loves to nest and bond; Gemini is a restless Air sign who prefers intellect over sentiment. You have similar interests, different temperaments. In many cases, this works out anyway. You both adore culture, the more obscure the better. You love to discover new bands, read novels by controversial authors, gorge yourselves at the jewel of a restaurant tucked into an undiscovered neighborhood. You bond over TV shows and bargain-hunting for treasures (you both have a thrifty streak). No flea market, tag sale or eBay store is safe from your scouring, and your home can resemble a bizarre gallery of antiques and modern gadgetry. The tricky part is when you lapse into astrological auto-pilot. Cancer is the zodiac's mother, who heaps on affection, nurturing and well-intended care. To Gemini, this can feel like clinginess and smothering. Gemini is the zodiac's fickle tween, waffling between bouts of dependence and asserting autonomy. There will be moments when Gemini greedily laps up Cancer's doting, and others when mama bird is roughly pushed away with a sarcastic, heart-piercing insult. Cancer must work hard not to take these moments personally—otherwise, the Crab lashes back with a below-the-belt barb, and it turns ugly. Remember, Crabcake: it's not you that Gemini is rejecting, it's your overprotection. Get a pet to dote on instead. Gemini needs space, Cancer needs reassurance. Memorize this formula.

GEMINI + LEO (JULY 23 - AUGUST 22) ♥♥♥♥ You make great friends, since you both love to gab about everything from the Times to the tabloids, Ferragamo to flea markets. Conversations are fever-pitched and fascinating; you're both well-versed culture hounds. Romantically, the temperature may be tepid, though. Leo is a Fire sign ruled by the blazing Sun—the regal Lion wants to be consumed by passion, heat, devotion, attention. Gemini is an Air sign driven by speedy, information-gathering Mercury. Listening to The Leo Monologues, which span from political diatribes to emotional melodramas, is sheer torture. When Gemini dares to interrupt the King or Queen, suggesting that s/he actually GET TO THE POINT, hell breaks loose. Leo must learn to take Gemini's tough love and unvarnished feedback in stride, not as an ego assault. Unconventional Gem should assent to traditional romantic gestures: red roses, the Tiffany bauble du jour. Learn to adapt. Gemini rules the hands, and will need to put them on affection-hungry Leo more often, since the Lion is greatly reassured by touch. And yes, as an Air sign, Gemini will need to blow a little smoke you-know-where; Leo can be a nightmare without regular doses of praise. Gush and flatter—it won't be the first insincere thing to pass through Gemini's lips. Leo should keep a battery of patient friends on speed dial. Gemini may have multiple personalities, but as a romantic partner, s/he can't be your de facto shrink, psychic hotline, career coach, parent and social director. Spread the demands around.

GEMINI + VIRGO (AUGUST 23 - SEPTEMBER 22) Gemini and Virgo share a common ruler: speedy Mercury, who zips around the Sun gathering light and information, then disseminating it to the masses. You're both natural communicators with a thousand ideas and opinions. Romance is a cerebral affair for your intelligent signs. Conversations spark into lively debates; asking each other "What do you think?" is akin to foreplay. Although Virgo is a more staid Earth sign and Gemini is a breezy Air sign, you share a "mutable" quality. That means you're flexible, and you can adapt to each other's quirks. Good thing, since you each have a bevy of rigid, borderline obsessive-compulsive habits. (Virgo's can include folding underwear into identical, neat little squares; Gemini's usually involve hoarding, starting new hobbies or impulse shopping.) You both love control, though Gemini is loath to admit this, while Virgo flies the flag. At times, you may wrestle for dominance, a habit you'll need to overcome for this match to work. Virgo's nagging can take the wind out of Gemini's sails; Gemini's sketchily researched half-truths set off Virgo's trust alarm. But combine the depth of Virgo's cautious planning with the breadth of Gemini's boundless curiosity, and you've got the total package. You can make great parents, too, since your styles tend to complement and you'll divide up roles with ease. Gemini can help serious Virgo lighten up, and responsible Virgo can help ground the easily distracted Twin.

GEMINI + LIBRA (SEPTEMBER 23 - OCTOBER 22) ♥♥♥♥ You're compatible Air signs with silver tongues and gilded wings, a magical match indeed. Libra is a pretty pixie and Gemini is an impish sprite. Your meeting rouses the fairies and gnomes, stirring up mischief in your midst. You love to mingle and schmooze, and you'll chatter like two little tree monkeys, gabbing a mile a minute. But will the breathless excitement last? Getting past the superficial romance stage is the challenge. You're both so indecisive that nailing down a commitment is like catching moonbeams in a jar. That said, the illusionary quality of your relationship is a magic you both enjoy. It's when life becomes too real that you vanish in a pinch of enchanted dust. To make this last, you'll need to dip your toes into the murky morass of intimacy, then learn to swim. Money can become an issue between you, particularly the way you spend it. Gemini is ruled by intellectual Mercury, and would rather invest in college degrees, a film collection, enriching travel. Libra is governed by beauty and pleasure-loving Venus, and splashes out on art, couture, custom suits, spas. You'll need separate wings for Gemini's books and Libra's handbag or shoe collection. You have different approaches to romance, too. Libra loves a lengthy courtship with all the trimmings, but Gemini bristles at picking up too many tabs, especially with Libra's extravagant taste. You'll probably need to keep separate accounts to avoid meddling in each other's purchase habits. Cut up the credit cards, too—many happy relationships can be destroyed by debt. Don't let that happen to you.

GEMINI + SCORPIO (OCTOBER 23 - NOVEMBER 21) You live on completely different planes, which either turns you off or utterly fascinates you. Both of you are accustomed to reading people like flimsy comic books, then tossing them aside. Here, your X-ray vision fails to penetrate each other's psychic shields. Mutable Gemini is the shape-shifting Twin, home to a traveling cast of personalities. Intense Scorpio is shrouded in mystery and bottomless layers of complexity. Being baffled leaves you without the upper hand, but it also stokes your libido. You're piercingly smart signs who love a good puzzle—this is your romantic Rubik's cube. The challenge sets off sexual dynamite. You tease each other with cat-and-mouse evasions, neither of you making your attraction obvious. This prickles your insecurities, daring you to strive for the other's unbroken gaze. No two signs are as quietly obsessive as yours! There will be frustrating moments, too. You're both prone to depressive spells, and swing from giddiness to unreachable shutdown. Clever mind games edge on cruel or callow, breaking the trust that Scorpio needs. At times, airy Gemini may not be emotional or sensual enough for watery Scorpio; in turn, the Scorpion's emotional and physical passion can be overwhelming to Gemini. However, if you combine your strengths, you'll go far. Gemini is dilettante and a trivia collector who's always got a pocketful of creative ideas. Instinct-driven Scorpio rules details and research—this sign hones in like a laser and masters his chosen field. Whether it's starting a family or running a business, you can be an indefatigable team, with Gemini playing the rowdy ringmaster and Scorpio running the show from behind the scenes.

GEMINI + SAGITTARIUS (NOVEMBER 22 - DECEMBER 21) ♥♥♥♥ You're opposite signs that actually have much more in common than this label suggests. Gemini rules the so-called "lower mind": common sense, reasoning, facts, hard data and intellect. Sagittarius governs the "higher mind": wisdom, philosophy, consciousness, ethics, metaphysics. Together, you find sweet neurological nirvana. You're both restless adventurers who hunger for knowledge and experience. With Gemini's curiosity and Sag's nomadic nature, you get antsy in commitments unless there's a lot of excitement and variety. Boredom is simply not an option for your signs, and you're both involved in a billion projects. Scheduling issues are your biggest hurdle, but for true love, you allow nothing to interfere. Take globe-trotting Sagittarius Brad Pitt and Gemini Angelina Jolie, who traipse the continents with their ever-growing brood. As best friends and playmates, they make their own rules about love and family—and you will, too. Conventional coupling holds zero interest for your signs. Your main difference is in disposition. Air sign Gemini is cooler and distant compared to Sagittarius, harder to read emotionally. The fiery Archer has a hot temper and wears his heart on his sleeve. Still, you make each other laugh; you're both clever, entrepreneurial and quirky. You do best with a common goal that's a thousand times bigger than yourselves, and you'll dream up many. However, you may need Brangelina-sized paychecks to fund your lofty visions. Who has time to consider the bottom line when you're focused on reaching the top? Take time to consider the practicalities before leaping off the cliff. Knowing you, you'll jump anyway.

GEMINI + CAPRICORN (DECEMBER 22 - JANUARY 19) A metaphor for this match: a music producer combines a soulful 1970s classic (Capricorn) with funky electronic hooks (Gemini) and delivers a mashup that's either a mess or a chart-topping hit. You couldn't be any more different if you tried, yet you can really benefit from each other's natural resources. Gemini is ruled by speedy Mercury, the lightning-fast trickster who speaks in silver-tongued half truths. Capricorn's overlord is Saturn, the cautious, conservative planetary patriarch, who only trusts that which stands the test of time. Gemini is versatile and restless, like a fusebox with a million criss-crossed wires. Capricorn is the dutiful ox who carries the yoke and plows the field, rarely diverging from routine. While Capricorn's dogged consistency and family loyalty can frustrate Gemini ("How can you let these people walk all over you?" Gemini asks, referring to Cap's elderly parents), it also grounds the scattered Twins. Gemini is Capricorn's one-man circus, keeping the Goat amused and entertained, adding color to his monochromatic world. You both have a lusty, experimental side, too. The magic really appears when you get physical, which happens fast, since your sexual attraction is intense. In fact, Capricorn is one of the few signs that can spike Gemini's jealousy. There are so many people who rely on sturdy, supportive Cap, and Gemini doesn't like to compete for the spotlight. To make this work, Gemini will have to accept that Capricorn's loyalty extends to family and lifelong friends. Stoic Cap will need to show a little more emotion, since impish Gemini needs to know he can get under Capricorn's skin. It will take time to work out the kinks, but the erotic tet-a-tets will be worth the trouble.

GEMINI + AQUARIUS (JANUARY 20 - FEBRUARY 18) This match of compatible Air signs can feel a bit like high school romance—teasing, texting, movie dates with jumbo popcorn and licentious groping during the previews. You bring out each other's breezy, buoyant spirits, and that's a plus. You'll bond over TV shows, favorite sci-fi novels and superheroes, obscure philosophers, music. With your clever comebacks and verbal repartee, you could take a comedy act on the road. Although you can both be overly cerebral at times, you prefer laughter and light conversation to emotional melodrama. Eventually, though, you need to get out of the shallow end of the pool. Intimacy is a challenge for your signs. We're talking true intimacy—being caught with your pants down and no clue how to get them back up. Telling each other your entire life stories in monologue form (which could have happened on the first date) doesn't count. You must soldier through the post-infatuation "awkward phase," or you'll end up feeling like buddies. That would be a shame, as you can make excellent life partners and playmates. The biggie: you'll both need to give up fibs and lies—particularly lies of omission. You're excellent storytellers and politicos, gifted at crafting a spin to fit your agenda. However, the naked truth is the only way out of the Matrix. Though it may topple your PR-friendly public image, it's a necessary risk you must take to build the character and depth of a lasting commitment.

GEMINI + PISCES (FEBRUARY 19 - MARCH 20) You're both dual signs: Gemini is the Twins, and Pisces is symbolized by two Fish swimming in opposite directions. You're pop psychology's poster children for commitment-phobia. Are you in or are you out? It depends on the day, the mood, the cosmic alignment. Obviously, this is no way to run a relationship—but wait. Here's a golden chance to peer into love's looking glass and see your own shadowy Id mirrored back. Yes, your psyches and hang-ups are as bizarre as Alice's rabbit-hole tumble into Wonderland. Pisces, you really can be as needy, emotionally exhausting and manipulative as Gemini says. Gemini, you are indeed capable of being a double-talking, evasive ice-tyrant with a heart like polished marble. And…so what? If you can actually own your dark sides—which we all have—you're also capable of spreading tremendous light. You must negotiate your differences with transparent honesty, though. Pisces is an emotional Water sign; Gemini is an intellectual Air sign. Unless you balance the proportions, Gemini drowns in Pisces' undertow and the zodiac's Mermaid suffocates from breathing too much oxygen. Gemini must strive to connect emotionally, and Pisces will need to lighten up. Perennial dissatisfaction is also a killer. Don't say you want something, then refuse to be happy when your partner provides it. Gratitude is an intimate act: it requires you to acknowledge that your partner can reach you, a vulnerable place. Two words to save your relationship: "Thank you" and "You're right."

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zebruh · 4 years

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I demand you tell us about your Cronus meta the public needs to know

OH BOY THANK YOU

i should prolly put this under a readmore cause it be long.

its stated that cronus used to be a wizard kid way back in the day right? its mentioned that he picked up human stuff After he died, so me, totally not projecting, thinks that he was bullied to all hell for being very enthusiastic about his interests and you know, being a kid and just having fun. he went thru a Ton of phases during the game trying to figure out something that no one would make fun of him for. he never got the same type of fixation on something like he did with wizards (which he still loves to this day but would never admit it for fear of being mocked) until he died and found out about humans. he got BIG excited because holy fuck look at all this culture every continent is so wildly different from the rest and all of these time periods where the culture was even MORE different oh god oh fuck so much to learn

so he latched onto humans and started researching and the human fifties really hit him on the aesthetic part so hes like “you knowv vwhat? im going to start dressing like these guys. this vwiki says that greasers used to get ALL the chicks and that they vwere rebels and evweryone lovwed them because they vwere rebels, so im going to be one.”

he watched a few movies about the time/during the time so he created this persona, but it didnt really work because his jaded self just shined thru whenever anyone pushed him even an inch. hell try and act all smooth and suave but in reality has all the grace of a greased pig on iceskates and that frozen pond is making some weird crunchy noises. people see thru that suavweness and the fact that its not suave but creepy as all hell and call him a little bitch who needs to step the fuck off and he does the yelling and calling names in defense

the reason why he pushes to get into peoples pants? he wants attention and doesnt care what kind it is. hes gotten so used to being made fun of that hes starved for any attention and doesnt know positive attention at all, so he just takes what he can get. if someone takes pity on him and sleeps with him, he gets clingy and tells them he loves them and never wants them to leave because he thinks thats the only way he can make someone stay.

he thinks that being sexually available to someone means theyre stuck with him now. he really isnt as sex crazed as he puts on, he just wants someone to care about him and all those movies show that when two people have sex, theyre attached at the hip afterward. that it makes them stay together. when it all comes out in the wash, he falls to pieces, begging them to stay and that hell do anything they want to keep them in his life that he really does love them, even if he just met them. hes just desperate for attention.

all he wants is someone to tell him hes not that bad. he wants to be told that someone cares about him. he wants to know that he has value to other people.

his relationship with his lusus is a bit strained. his dad is a clumsy seahorse that gets stuck, hurt, and lost all the time. the whole time, its more been cronus raising his lusus than his lusus raising him. cronus raised himself and his dad.

when the game came and killed his dad, he was unable to sprite him because the body was lost (my hc). he never really got over that. everyone else got to sprite their lusus/keep them alive, but he didnt. they all had a lusus until they died, but he didnt. and there was so much he wanted to tell his lusus before he died. give him an earful for being a shit guardian. he could have done it before the game, but despite all that, cronus still loved his lusus and didnt want to hurt the dumbasses feelings.

if given the chance, cronus can be a very nice person. his whole personality has become a big cry for attention, so if he got someone to tell him that hes a good guy, that hes not embarrassing, that hes good enough, hed have to show who he really is. and that person is so buried deep down that he can barely remember him. but that person is the happy kid who used to be before he was bullied so much that it made him hide how he enjoyed things, even from himself.

cronus can be caring and loving to people if they give him a chance. if someone takes time to push thru the seven layers of fake personality, they can find a heart of gold underneath it.

#vwitty banter #cronus ampora #cronus #Anonymous

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fo-love · 4 years

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💜💘💕 for any of your sweethearts for your ask game? Either way I hope you're having a fantastic day and are getting all the love you deserve! [The-storyteller-and-her-soldiers]

Ahh thank you!! I'm sorry it took so long to get to, I've been pretty busy! I hope you have a wonderful day!! 💙 I'm doing sprite can man for this one 🤡

💜 - how do they/you act when jealous? How easily do they/you get jealous?

I've already said mine enough so here is Shindo's! Gets jealous like how bakugo does except he'll just do that fake joy thing and tell the person to leave or if he's feeling more attached(? For lack of a better word) he'll spin me to face him by my waist and kiss me and glare at the other person afterwards if they're still there.

💘 - PDA, yes or no? How much and how "severe"(for lack of a better word)?

Yes! We both enjoy it (he likes it bc it lets people know I'm taken. I like it bc I'm hella clingy lmao). Though it might get a little much for people sometimes but I try to keep that from happening lol

💕 - your first time meeting their family and their first time meeting your family!

I literally fell for a side character so no family info

His first time meeting my family: I answered the door and let him inside and gave him a hug. My brother came out of the living room, curious about who was at the door and he was basically like "WhO tHe hECk iS tHaT???" which caused 2 of my sisters to come and take a look at what he was talking about. He waved and introduced himself and my younger sister said "oh! You're their boyfriend, right?" he nodded. My other 2 siblings looked incredibly confused and my old sister came to take a look because she heard the mention of me having a boyfriend. And in short the entire time was like this: my youngest sister acting helpless to try and get him away from me (making him extremely uncomfortable), my brother just... Staring at him for some reason? My older sister judging him from a distance, and my younger sister bombarding him with questions while demanding that he keeps his hands where she can see them (bc she didn't want him touching me until she determined he wasn't gonna break my heart 😂)(and him, being the asshole he is, putting his hands on my lower back just to spite her every so often)

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mnhynq · 6 years

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I’m Not That Drunk | Mark Lee

Pairing: Mark x Reader

Warnings: Minor cursing, Drinking

Summary: Drunk! Mark

Mark may have had a little too much to drink, but it leads to fun times :D

A/N: I didn’t add underage drinking in the warnings, because it’s implied that they buy alcohol and I’m not american so it’s slightly based on my knowledge and experience.

okay I’m like 99% sure this has already been done

but ive been thinking about this ever since I saw that preview of the show he’s gonna be on with xiumin

I AM SUFFERING

I won’t be able to watch that without pausing every few seconds

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He makes me so soft this isn’t good for my tsundere image

Anyway, let’s get it

It was Friday and after a long day of classes and being buried large piles of overdue homework you wanted to have some form of distraction

A friend of yours was gone for the weekend

Another was spending time with her boyfriend

You thought about taking up a classmate’s offer to go to a party as a group, but you didn’t really feel like getting shitfaced this early in the month

The thought of calling mark had crossed your mind but you remembered he said he was working on a project that was due the following week

You didn’t want to bother him because you knew that he wouldn’t disturb you if you were in his position

But you were bored

And wanted attention

And you hadn’t seen him all day

And he could probably use a break

These weren’t good enough reasons to him though

The more he denied your wished, the more you pleaded

“Come on it’s fridayyyy”

“Stop whining, I have work to do. You can come over, but you have to promise not to distract me”

This made you pout as if he could actually see you through the phone speaker

You weren’t particularly fond of the idea of just sitting in his room staring at his back

Even though it’s a pretty nice back, yk im js

You figured it was better that being alone at home

You made sure to keep your promise of not getting in the way of his progress, but this didn’t last long

After about an hour of refreshing every social media feed you had at your disposal, playing around with small objects in his room and mindlessly watching cartoons you decided enough was enough

You crept up beside him, slowly raising your head and propping your chin on his desk right next to his arm

He paid you no mind and continued with his work

No one likes being ignored, it just makes you demand more attention

And that’s exactly what you were gonna get

“Maaaarkkkkkkk. Mark. Markus. Mark. Minhyung. Mark.”

In hindsight you were probably being very childish and immature

You would have continued with your childlike behavior if he hadn’t let out a deep sigh and let his head fall back against his chair

You could tell that he was incredibly stressed, yet he was still so determined

Suddenly more concerned about his situation rather than your own, you suggested that you visit the arcade close by

He sighed in defeat knowing that he wasn’t gonna make any more progress today

And so you were on your way

You were bursting with excitement, finally getting a chance to go out and have some fun after had been caught up with school work for so long

You played Foosball, air hockey, played a few video games and talked about your day

You were glad to see him loosen up a bit

On your way back to his place from the arcade you suggested to stop and get some food

You stopped at a pizza shop and went across the street to buy some snacks while you waited

Mark scanned the isles for something that might catch his eye, not looking for anything in particular

While you went in the opposite direction in search for some soda

Not long after you met up with mark at the register a bottle of sprite, a six-pack of beer and two bottles of wine in your shopping basket

“Don’t you think that’s too much?”

“It’s fine, it’s not like we’re gonna drink all of it”

About two hours after you had arrived back home, you realized that you had in fact drank all of it

Well, most of it

Mark didn’t really like one of the wines and only had one glass

you wouldn’t say that you were wasted

but you were both,,,, pretty drunk

him more than you

and let me tell you,, it was a hoot

you knew for a fact that he was drunker that you were because you called him out and he went

“I’m not that drunk”

which is something people only say when they are in fact that drunk

if you thought mark laughed a lot sober then you’re not prepared for Drunk Mark™

he had a deadly case of the giggles

the whole room was filled with his loud cackling along with the echo his hands provided through his powerful claps

whatever he was laughing at probably wasn’t even that funny

but you couldn’t help but laugh just as loud as him purely because he was laughing

sometimes you would just stare at him admiring the slight pink hue that rested softly on his cheeks

he’d catch you staring and both of you would look away

all of a sudden you couldn’t tell if the culprit behind his rosy cheeks were you or the alcohol

honestly I feel like he’d be so clingy

after he had calmed down he’d lay his head against your shoulder

or maybe he’d wrap his arms around your waist and lay his head on your tummy

fdvnelvnl you’d be lying on top of him with your head against his chest listening to his heartbeat while you talked about stupid shit

and the laughing fit would kick in again which wasn’t the best experience for you as your head was on his chest

and you would just be moving vigorously and it would be so uncomfortable

you would sit up straight if you weren’t laughing along with him again

he’d be so flustered yet a bit more confident??? If that’s even possible

like, he’d make a joke or say something flirty then immediately regret it and hide his face in his hands

I didn’t think it was even possible, but he’d be even goofier and even dorkier omg

*mark lee-ing intensifies*

This worked to his advantage because he loved seeing you laugh

He would do awful freestyles

“Gimme a beat”

Would complain when you said you can’t beatbox

“Come on you’re supposed to be my hypeman”

“I’m your girlfriend, not your hypeman”

“You can be both, you’re the only one I trust with this task”

Was he always this dramatic?

Continues his shitty freestyle over your even shittier beat

He’d dedicate songs to you

Probably say some shit like “This one if for you” while pointing at you before starting to sing off key

After all that excitement he would be exhausted and would just collapse on the bed

He would fall asleep almost immediately it’s not even funny

You can tell that he’s a lot less stressed that before and you’re glad you had so much fun

You just hoped he wouldn’t be too hungover the next day

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eversincenashville-blog · 6 years

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Sick

Sick days were a nightmare for you and Harry. Anytime either one of you were sick, the other usually had to rearrange their plans for that day to be there for the sick one. Usually, when you were sick, you were able to still manage to do things around the house, even if Harry insisted you stay in bed all day. You weren’t one to run to the medicine cabinet the minute your throat started to hurt, or when you had a headache. Unless it was the flu, a terrible cold, or the stomach bug, you toughed out whatever symptoms you were having. Unfortunately, that was not the case for Harry.

Harry was almost baby-like when he was sick. It didn’t matter what he had, he would always want you by his side and want to cuddle. Between the two of you, it was preferred that you be the sick one because you never complained about anything, even when it was at its worst.

But this day… this day was different, and it was not you that was sick. It was Harry.

It had all started at 3 o’clock that morning. Harry had jumped out of the bed and sprinted to the bathroom, making it just in time to reach the toilet before spilling the contents of his stomach all over the bathroom floor. The sound of his retching and hurling woke you up causing you to get out of bed and go check on him.

“Harry? Sweetie, are you okay?” you whispered as you poked your head into the bathroom. He was on his knees, hunched over the toilet bowl. His long curls dangling in his face, and his arms were shaking and sweaty.

“Yeah bug, ‘m fine. Go back to bed, I’ll be there in a minute.” he mumbled trying to catch his breath. He coughed a few more times and spat what he could get up into the toilet before flushing it and leaning against the tub.

He ran his fingers through his hair, pushing it out of his face and wiping the sweat from his forehead.

“Let me give you a cool wash rag, maybe that’ll help you.” you smiled kneeling down to grab a fresh wash cloth from beneath the sink and ran cool water over it, soaking it before ringing out the excess water.

You knelt down in front of him and gently pressed the cool rag to his face. He moaned softly at the feeling.

“Feel good?” you asked continuing to gently wipe his face and the back of his neck.

“Mhmm.” he hummed. Harry opened his eyes as you pulled the rag away from his face.

“‘M sorry ‘m sick, love.” Harry whispered. His eyes began to well up with tears as he apologized.

“Oh, Harry don’t cry, sweetie.” you cooed pushing his hair behind his ears and away from his face. He looked pale. Lifeless even. You knew the next several hours would be clinginess and constant cuddling. You had made plans to go shopping with Gemma that day, but it seemed as if those plans weren’t going to follow through.

“You had plans to be with Gemma later today, and I’m ruining it.” he cried.

“Are you kidding me? Harry, you've got the stomach bug. Gemma will understand. She’s your sister for christ sake.” you giggled wiping away his tears with the cool rag.

“Come on. Let’s get you up and back in bed, yeah?”

Harry nodded softly as he grabbed hold of the tub and began to push himself to his feet with you standing closely beside him. As he steadied himself, you rubbed his back and handed him the rag.

“Take this and go back to bed. I’ll clean everything in here and then I'll be back in bed with you.” you smiled.

“Do you have any gum in your bedside table? I need to get rid of this taste in my mouth.”

“Check the top drawer, there should be some mint gum in there.”

Harry slowly walked out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom. You knew he had crawled back into bed when you heard the shuffling of the covers.

You broke out the sanitizing spray and sprayed religiously around the toilet and sink. You wiped down the countertop with a disinfecting wipe, and then squirted hand sanitizer onto your hands.

When you walked back into the bathroom, the glow of the television lit up the room. An episode of Family Guy playing at a low volume on the screen. On occasion, Harry would let out a small chuckle at whatever was happening on the tv.

“Babe, is there anything you want from the kitchen? Maybe some sprite? Gatorade? Maybe some crackers? You need to try to keep things on your stomach if you can, and stay hydrated.” you asked rubbing your thumb across his flushed cheek.

“Not now love. Just want you to cuddle me.” he whispered. You nodded at his request and made yourself comfy back on your side of the bed. You wrapped your arms around him and tangled your legs together as your head rested on his chest.

***

Later that morning, you called Gemma to let her know about Harry’s condition and that you wouldn’t be able to go shopping with her like you had originally planned.

“Harry’s got a bad tummy, huh?”

“Yeah, he shot up out of the bed this morning at 3 am sprinting to the bathroom.”

“Well, it is going round. That bugger, he always gets the worst of the sickness. That’s when I feel bad for him. You know how whine-y he can get when he’s sick. Usually when its a sore throat or his hay fever springs up out of nowhere, he can get pretty annoying, but when he gets sick like that, he’s usually down for a few days.” she giggled through the phone.

“I know. I’m just glad you understand why I can’t make it today.” you mumbled.

“Listen, it’s fine! Go be there for him and get him better, love. We will talk again soon.” Gemma said, her voice sounding tender and soft, just like her mother’s.

“Alright Gem, talk to you soon.” you said and hung up the phone.

You walked back up the stairs and into the bedroom to check on Harry. He hadn’t gotten sick since 6 that morning after he woke up demanding that you wake up and run with him back to the bathroom.

“Hey bug,” he smiled weakly, clinging tightly to a giant teddy bear he had given you for your birthday one year.

“How are you feeling? Are you hungry? Want more gatorade?” you bombarded him. He raised his head up slightly and shook it.

“Can you come here?” he asked waving you over. You smiled and walked over to where he was laying on the bed.

“Sit,” he pointed as he moved his leg from the edge of the bed, making room for you to take a seat.

“What do you want from me, Styles?” you teased.

“Do you know how beautiful you look without makeup? Fresh faced and natural, just the way i like it.” he grinned cheekily.

You snickered and shook your head at his comment, “You’re delusional, you know that?”

“Am not. You just don’t see what I see,” he shrugged. You couldn’t help but take in his appearance. His hair was pulled back into a bun and his tattoos peeped through the fabric of his t shirt.

“What’s going on in yeh head petal?” Harry broke the silence that had fallen between you. His hand running up and down your thigh.

“Nothing,” you smiled embarrassed, “you just, uh, you have red gatorade on your shirt.” you pointed out with a giggle.

Harry looked down at his shirt seeing the red dot of gatorade on his chest. You couldn’t help but laugh at him and his facial expressions.

“Come here you,” Harry grinned as he lunged forward, grabbing you and pulling you down on top of him.

“Thanks for takin’ care of me, pet. Don’t know how I would’ve made it without you.” he smirked.

“Oh please, Harry, you would’ve been fine without me if I had gone with Gemma.” you scoffed.

“Ya don’t know that! I could’ve bloody died!” sarcasm clear in his voice as a smirk grew on his face.

“Shut up, will you, and let me cuddle you.”

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Kiss of betrayal: Part 12

I shuddered as my frame slumped limply against my bonds. Just as I'd anticipated there was no way I was going to be going anywhere on my own. The stasis cuffs holding my wrist let go and I would have fallen to the floor had it not been for Prowl. "I believe we over did it." I grunted softly as he laid me out on the bed, tucking himself into my side as a few drops of transfluid trickled down my thigh from his still half pressurized spike. Jazz flopped limply against my other side, spark still glowing brightly as Prowl pulled me back into a merge. His spark pulsed warm and inviting against mine and I sank more fully into him, deepening our connection. I hadn't fully allowed anyone into my spark since Ironstar took the sprite from me. That had taken a huge toll on me and the medic told me I'd never be able to carry again because of the damage he'd done. The forced destabilization had left my spark running too weak to support a sprite. Prowl caught my sorrow and soothed me down as best he could. *I'm so sorry. I wish things could different.* He nuzzled into me, kissing my neck as I held him against me. *Prowl is not at fault. Soundwave had accepted the lose sometime ago.* Prowl moved more fully into me, gently brushing against me until I opened up, allowing him free pass for the first time. Fingers stroked gently over my sides as he slipped fully into my spark to chase away all the darkness that resided there. It was nice to just be allowed to enjoy this level of intimacy without fear of pain. Jazz nuzzled into my side, fingers petting over my belly as he watched us. I wanted to give him the same trust but I honestly doubted I'd be awake long enough to see the end of this merge. Let alone finish another. "Ah got ya Sounders. Ya need to rest, later on ah'll take care of ya." I sighed, managing enough strength to wrap my arm around Jazz as he smiled against my shoulder. I just hoped they continued to get along so well... Prowl POV: My optics drifted over Soundwave once more as Jazz watched me in shock from several steps away. "Ya bit meh...* Even through near crushing demand to drive away the intruder I had enough thought left to felt ashamed of myself. Jazz edged forward and I couldn't stop the low growl that rumbled from my chest. Soundwave slipping an arm under my front legs and pulled me back into his lap as I fought for what little control I had left. "Prowl is likely sparkcalling. Praxian's can become quite possessive of their mates durning that time. Once we have fully established our bonds it will ware off. It may help Prowl to have your full attention. It will help him recognize you as a mate until his coding settles." Fingers brushed my fur and I felt most of tension ebb when Jazz stopped looking at Soundwave. "Go on, everything is fine Prowl." Soundwave gave me push toward Jazz who was just sitting in the chair now. Slowly I moved over to him, resting my helm in his lap when I got close enough. He sighed, brush his thumbs down my cheeks as he offered his neck in submission. That finally banished the last demands to run him off from my coding and I leaned more fully into him. "Its OK Prowler. Ahm here too ya know, ya don't hav'ta protect Sounders from meh." He pulled me up, lifting my helm so we were at optic level before kissing my muzzle. "Ah love ya Prowl..." His sudden confession through me for a loop but I was over joyed to finally have my feelings requited. Jazz laughed, shaking his helm and I realized I'd began wagging my tail without even thinking about it. "Oh Prowler, yer so cute in this form. Come on, ah'll rub yer belly." That did sound good. I stepped back, letting him stand and this time the coding didn't rebel nearly as much when he approached my other mate. He was able to settle into his side without any protest and I hopped up as well, stretching out over them both as Jazz struggled to get free. "Personal space Prowler. Belly rub does not mean ya lay on top of meh." He said finally escaping as Soundwave chuckled, fingers rubbing my audios gently. "Prowl will be feeling clingy for a while, Jazz should know that. It will pass in a few cycles." It hadn't passed, if anything it had gotten worse and I could now say with a high degree of certainly that I was not sparkcalling. In fact I was beginning to think it had less to do with me and more to do with Soundwave. Jazz seemed to be showing some of the same symptoms as myself, just not as strong. He was more tense than usual and while he wouldn't attack anyone unlucky enough to cross our path he still put up an imposing front that warned anyone else off. I sighed as I watched my mate twitch against the bed lightly. Jazz was busy ensuring no one was too close to our flat so that left me to watch over our other pack mate. My optics flickered around the room as I laid over him, protecting him from anyone that may find their way inside. The door swished open and I sat up on my hunches until Jazz came around the corner. Soundwave sat up next to me. Hand running over his spark as he refused to look at us. "I believe I need a medic..." I shifted back to mech form flanking his left side as Jazz took his right. This wasn't going to end well, but what could I do? Soundwave POV: The streets leading up to and entering the clinic were thankfully empty, giving Prowl no perceived threat to protect me from. I just hoped that Ratchet would be exempt from his aggression. Most medics opted to have several codes installed that helped to calm not only sparklings but also seekers. If memory served it had become law for medibots have their carrying codes online durning shifts in order to avoid being offlined by a panicked seeker. I hoped it worked as well on my trine mates. There was no one inside as I stepped up to the desk and rang the bell. There was a room always prepped for emergency, and had this been such I would have gone directly there. Things being how they were I opted to wait the few kliks it took for Ratchet to wake from his nap and motion us back. Prowl paced me several steps while Jazz flanked my side as we approached the room. The door came in reach and I held my vents as Ratchet moved over to me. Neither Prowl or Jazz showed more than passing interest in him though thankfully as he did a quick scan with his optics. "What brings you here today?" The cot dipped slightly under my weight but I had no doubt to the integrity of it seeing as it was built to hold far largest mechs than myself. Ratchet stood waiting for his answer and I triggered my spark open. "The passed 6 orns I've been having symptoms of carrying, but my spark is too weak to be able to support a sprite." I lost count over how meant times I'd told myself that since I first felt the tiny flicker against my spark. I didn't want to let that hope take root only to have it yanked away. Ratchet inclined his helm, scanning over my spark before raising an optic ridge toward me. "Ratchet has identified the cause?" He chuckled softly. "Yes, I'd say it's fair to say I've identified them. 4 and half deca-cycle's should take care of that for you." My optics brightened and for a second I didn't dare to let myself believe what he'd just said. My throat tightened, refusing speech as lubricant began building behind my optics. "Ratchet is sure? How-... How long until they will destabilize?..." Pain lanced my spark at just the thought of having to feel another of my sparklings lose its change at life. He shook his helm. "Its too late for that I'm afraid. Their already too strong to be able to destabilize and I'd strongly advise against trying since it will do irrepairable damage to your spark." For a long klik I could only watch him in shock before managing a dry crack of my vocalizer. "How?... A former lover forcefully destablized my fully developed spirte leaving my spark too weak to carry..." Ratchet drew back at that, anger burning bright in his optics as he watched me. "Was that at your request?" I shook my helm, rubbing over my chassis. "It was against my wishes... Ratchet is sure they will not be lost?" A sad smile crossed his face as he clasped a hand on my shoulder lightly. "They are going to be just fine. Your spark reads just fine to me but I believe I know what happened. Both Jazz and Prowl have abnormally strong sparks and as I'm very sure you've found out they're very ambitious durning interfacing. Sometimes too much so." His optics narrowed and my mates took a collective step back. "Let me catch you in here because you've over worked yourselves." Prowl growled at him but shuffled back as a wrench was smacked in Ratchet's palm. "Don't you growl at me!" Prowl peeked out from behind Jazz and I couldn't help but laugh. I never thought I'd get the chance to feel my sprite grow next to my spark and being here now was nearly overwhelming. Ratchet caught my attention once more. "This is important, you need to keep interfacing and merging frequently. Normally I'd said no less than twice every 6 groons but given your history I want you merging at least 6 times a cycle. The sprites will canniblise your spark if they aren't given proper care." I nodded, glancing towards my mates. "We will be sure to follow your advice. When do you want to see me for my next check up?" He seemed thoughtful for a moment before answering. "We'll set your check up's for every orns to be sure there are no complications. I don't foresee any so long as you continue as you are, it's only to air on the side of caution. Have you ever carried to term?" I shook my helm, fingers still rubbing over my chest as I fought to wrap my mind around the fact that I was really going to become a carrier. "No. I was rather young when my sparkling was taken from me. I am glad that I have been given another chance." Fingers curled around mine and I squeezed back, glancing over to see Jazz watching me. "That would explain why you both have been hovering. I did not know Polyhexians became protective over sparklings." Ratchet snorted. "Polyhexians are quite aggressive when it comes to there mates and I'm honestly surprised has done so well in your trine. In most cases one member is singled out and bullied until they either leave on their own or are forced out. Trines like your rarely work out but you seem to have a knack for beating the odds." I frowned, glancing back to Jazz as he leaned back into Prowl. "It wasn't without some hurtles but I believe we're passed those now." Ratchet nodded, looking to a shelf behind him. "Do you feel you're in need of any additional additives? Getting them from your partner is preferred but twins can be hard to keep up with." A large bag of powdered ore was set down but I declined. "If we find it too taxing keep up with demand we will discuss that later. As of now I am getting plenty. Jazz and Prowl may need that though to avoid their frame being depleted of vital metal." Prowl took the bag when it was offered. "2 level scopes a day for both of you should be sufficient to avoid any deficiencies that would send you to me. On your way so I can get back to my nap. And good luck! If those young ones are anything like your mates you're going to need it!" The old medibot called after us as we were shooed from his office. Prowl POV: A soft smile curved my lips up I felt the gentle knocking under my hand even before I onlined my optics. "Shhh let your carrier rest." I rubbed firmly against his strained middle as one of the twins demanded attention. It was still so hard to believe that we were at a point that my biggest worry was my mate being woken to early from his slumber. The door opened and even though I knew the odds of it being anyone but Jazz I still caught myself growling at him until he was in view. "How is he?" "The contractions finally evened out. They're still spaced pretty far out though. In the last groon he's only had 4." Jazz nodded, smoothing down my left door as he watched us for a long moment. He had been helping in the construction of a new housing complex a few miles away in preparation for some new arrivals. I had offered to swap out with him every few groons but he thought it would be easier on Soundwave to have a steady partner durning separation. He was probably right and I was sure to update him on any changes. Things had been pretty mellow this cycle so far but I could tell he was dragging. "Why don't you stay with him? Things are progressing slow anyhow. Ratchet said it could even be another cycle yet. Let me help with construction while you rest. You're not going to be any good to him if your ready to fall over." I caught his hand and he gave in with little resistance until I had him tucked into my spot at Soundwave's back. "Rest your hand here, they like to feel you right now." His fingers were carefully arranged against my mates over extended plating but I doubted Jazz was even online long enough to know it. I should have insisted a few groons ago but he was as stubborn as ever and would have fought me over it ending in stressing Soundwave, something he needed as little of as possible. A last glance was given toward my soon to be extended family before I slipped away to pick up where Jazz had left off...

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