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ashironie · 20 days
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spoilers for tmagp ep 12. im making this on tuesday then relistening and adding more thursday.
i’ll be doing 2 in front of every thought i had on my second listen
Alex doing the title card? maybe a norris case? mayhaps?
2 Is getting of in relation to the bonzo lap dance turned dismemberment?
oh god.. first ep without a transcript… what the actual fuck are they saying
2 Oh thank god i have the transcript… sam actually got some rizz
celia and sam in the off room? i assume that’s why it’s so FUCKING ECHOY
2 Panting? man this guy is out of shape
2 awwww i kinda heard this part my first listen through </3. Alice unrequitedly loves Sam and Sam unrequitedly love Celia who unrequitedly loves Lena who unrequitedly loves Gwen who unrequitedly loves Alice (i don’t ship half these but it is funny to joke about imo)
2 SAM IS SUCH A CHARMER I NO LONGER WANT HIM TO DIE FIRST (sorry colin, looks like your up, and so is your time)
awwww, celam fans are gonna eat good with this one
my headphones are also broke so i can’t hear jack
ALICE YAY!!!!
2 something about alice makes tmagp 10x more understandable
aw but you love him for it :7
SHE IS JEALOUS!!!
he is so not over the institute, sam and alice are alike like that, he’s not over tmi she’s not over him
awwww alice stop being such a pessimist! like please do say it, i want sam to get out of this bullshit alive as much as you but like… yk
2 OH MY GOD “im sure celia would just love that” SALT IN THE WOUND SAM SALT IN THE WOUND!!! SHES IN LOVE WITH YOU YOU IDIOT DONT TALK ABOUT YOUR CRUSH IN FRONT OF HER!!!!
NORRIS!!! I WAS RIGHT!
norris sounds so robotic, i think i even heard him skip a bit. it’s either jonny is too much of a theater kid, or this is actually important to the lore. norris being less human, sounding less emotive, maybe a bit sad? hm? maybe a bit lonely?
2 the skip is on the words “Policy Number: 548651-656” and on “2024” or more specifically the numbers, which isn’t important in don’t think, but really does remind me of tts
fraud?? ooooooOooooOOOOooooo
ha “acting in good faith”
2 love the way Alex says dickheads, it’s so specific and so pointed
hey i know what a stag is!! i watch a british bitch give one to a 70yo! (its a bachelor(ette) party, im pretty sure)
a lunch box? OH MY GOD BONZO! IS IT BONZO OH MY GOD BONZO?
2 don’t you DARE insult my dear dear comic sans
YES BONZO!!! MR BONZOS ON HIS WAY HE WANTS TO STAY HE WANT TO PLAY!!!
wait why does lena want him murdered?
YES IT WONT TURN OFF!!!
wait cheer?
ew, i hate bonzo
ew…
HUG IT WHY ARE YOU HUGGING IT?
ohhhhh it looks not bad
JOEYS BOOTS????
OH MY GOD IS THAT WHO LENA WANTS DEAD?
OR THAT GUY WHOS STAG IT IS
2 “Just then the googly eyes turned to me,” im sorry but that will never not be funny. i am both disgusted by bonzo and think everything he does is hilarious.
oh god
ewwwwww
WHY ARE THEY LAUGHING? oh they didn’t know
wow dude i feel like that’s overkill bonbon
dut do
why is this SO visiral?
2 ugghhh i love the voice acting
His teeth are not soft
alex saying “bonzo…? bonzo bonzo?” is absolutely hilarious (although i don’t think it can top jonny’s “baaaaa”)
“none of us were left whole” WOW DUDE YOU LOST YOUR FUCKIN HAND?
AW SHIT
YEAH SUE EM! SUE EM TO HELL!
GWEN!
HAHA ALICE YES
AHHHH DYHARD MOMENT DYHARD MOMENT!!!
ALICE WAS SERIOUS!!!!
ALICE IS TRYING TO COMFORT GWEN AWWWWWWWW!!!
SERIOUS TALK!
THAT LITTLE GWEN LAUGH!!!!!
I WAS SO SCARED WE WOULDNT SEE GWEN
awww gwen getting her hopes up that alice isn’t fucking with her, so cute
YES!
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sneaky-salty-bitch · 2 years
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For your character asks, Ted for 11, 12, 17, 18, and 19? If its not too much :)
11. This character's favorite piece or pieces of clothing?
Obviously, his Jordan’s/Nikes. He’s gotta show those kids he’s cool. Ugh. He’s such a dweeb. I love him so much. 🥺🥺🥺
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I may, or may not, have an unhealthy obsession with his shoes. It’s like Benedict’s bracelet all over again. Ugghhh 😬
12. How they sleep?
On his back, but once he falls asleep he sprawls all over the bed. UNLESS… he’s sleeping with someone he loves, in which case, he doesn’t move a muscle. ;-;
17. What they'd sing at karaoke?
I think it depends on who he is with at said karaoke bar, but honestly go-to song…. I can just see him going ham on the Spice Girls “Wannabe” song. I also want to say “The Gambler” by Kenny Rogers, or “Bye, Bye, Bye” by *NSYNC, but I think that’s just because he’s already sang those. HOWEVER!!! His drunk karaoke song would 100000% be Man! I Feel Like a Woman! By Shania Twain and he would get super into it with his flamboyant-ness and no one can convince me otherwise. Oof.
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18. Special talents they have?
Baking!! Homeboy loves to bake 😪🤧
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Also I get a vibe he’s really good at useless card tricks 😂
19. When they feel safest?
He’s a simple man underneath it all. He feels safest around the ones who have never, or rarely, hurt him. Beard and Rebecca. - there’s obviously others, but those are the top two. I didn’t include Henry just because those wounds are still raw and being with him probably reminds him of his ex wife. Or even when he’s with him he has to be with his ex wife, which is a time when he doesn’t feel safe. Also, I think he feels safe when coaching, it’s his happy place. 🥺🥺😩
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Oof I took so long to make these gifs and for some reason the quality transferred into shit 😂😂😂😂 but it’s late and I’m too tired to care rn
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Agents of SHIELD S1E4-S1E7
This show is looking interesting. Skye is hot, Ward is hot, May is hot too.
Up until now, they are just working on one case per episode. I'm wondering if there is a point to everything. I hope they have a bigger objective later on.
Agents of SHIELD S1E4
-men in red face masks are creepy as fuck
-Skye taking "me time" in the car is so relatable
-I love FitzSimmons hanging out with Skye, the three nerds are so adorable
-"Not the water bottle" "our parts aren't p*ni**s" the way I laughed
-"Stupid tall person" loool as a small person myself, Skye I feel your pain
-"Safety off" and magazine off lmaooooo Skye please pay attention to your training
-Gotta admit Ward in a suit is handsome
-Her eye is the camera?! oh fuck so gross and I so skipped this part
-"Superspy is ticklish" I love Skye have I mentioned that before?
-I don't understand why that eye thing doesn't also transmit audio. like if it can transmit images, then surely it should be able to transmit audio too, but I guess not, the super evil organization just happen to have forgotten about that
-EyeDoctor!Simmons is sooo cute
-This organization that controls people is definitely gonna appear again isn't it
-The card game lol Fitz is the most adorable person ever
Agents of SHIELD S1E5
-Oh no the rising tide again. Skye pleaseeee don't do anything to help them. (She's totally gonna do something to help her former friends ugghhh I can feel it approaching
-She didn't say no to knowing him ugghhh she totally knew him it's all over her face
-They are in a relationship huh. she's gonna get busted
-Skye is stunning but i'm just waiting for her to get busted at this point
-Busted by May
-Honestly busted by anyone is better than busted by MAY
-MAY is hot but she scares me
-Seeing Coulson being disappointed in Skye hurts and I'm surprised by that emotion
-Ward arresting Skye also hurts I hope she contributes to this mission and makes things right
-Simmons is the sweetest angle she's the only one still friendly to Skye and telling her about the missing button.
-Oh this boyfriend is such a hypocrite. Skye will definitely break up with him after all this
-Another episode, another person who doesn't want to be rescued
-The Chinese dialogue is soo awkward lol, especially Chan's "天生我材必有用" That's so cringe. who wrote the Chinese dialogue lol. May's Chinese is pretty good tho.
-The girl scientist deserves that tbh. She was pretty evil from the beginning
-They've tried two kidnap cases so far and both ended up with that person getting rescued dead. The success rate is not that high
-Skye's motivation was understandable. I'd also be trying to find my parents if I'm an orphan.
-She also deserved that jail bracelet lol
Agents of SHIELD S1E6
-I'm glad that FitzSimmons are still friends with Skye
-FitzSimmons mimicking Ward is the funniest thing ever
-Is it my illusion or is Fitz having a crush on Skye while Skye is shipping FitzSimmons together lol
-The cat incident between FitzSimmons is so hilarious
-I would have been pissed if someone put a cat's liver next to my lunch too Fitz, I feel you
-Oh no not Simmons! She's the cutest cinnamon roll this is not fair
-The way Fitz charged into the lab is so heroic I cannot
-Imagine charging into a lab with a possible deadly virus inside
-Fitz is my man he is so good oh god
-When Simmons talks about telling her dad first ohmyheart I cannot
-oh Ward is so handsome when he just jumped
-Jemma Simmons I'm so glad you didn't die
-oh wow the Skye and Simmons hug is so good. They are going to be such good friends aren't they
-I'm not very invested in how Coulson was brought back to life. I know it's like a thing in the plot, I just am not interested
Agents of SHIELD S1E7
-We are going to the hub huh. What is a hub anyway
-I finally figured out why they had a character like Skye
-She's basically the viewer, asking questions a viewer would, because she's an outsider like "what is a hub" "Is this level thing necessary"
-Fitz with his cart stuck is soooo funny I cannot
-Simmons packing Fitz a sandwich that's so sweet
-Fitz is too much of a sweetie to do something this dangerous I don't want him to get hurt
-Fitz and Ward are going to develop an unexpected bromance by the end of this episode aren't they
-Skye is insanely beautiful someone please send help How is she this pretty Who gave her the right
-"Bad-girl shenanigans" Simmons you are so cute
-"You certainly have a gorgeous head don't you" "I like men that are about my height but heavier than me" That's absolutely gold. Jemma Simmons please never change
-meanwhile, Skye is dying inside lmao
-Honestly Fitz is soooo brave in this mission. I feel bad about him losing his sandwich but man was he courageous and smart in this episode
-I feel like Ward finally started to respect Fitz in this episode
-Thank god Skye and Simmons figured out that there is no extraction plan
-I'm getting emotionally attached to this team ugghhh
-May is sooooo cool
-So Skye's mom is shield?
-more secrets about Skye's past? she's just a girl? why?
-I have so many questions
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inkribbon796 · 3 years
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The Deal Ch. 1
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Summary: A New deck of cards into Egoton and the storm starts rolling in. Mare literally takes Nate’s body for a run all over town. No one is happy.
A/N: In Poker the “burn” is when you discard the top card before each better round.
Also I have the arc cover and it’s not the best but I’m happy with how it turned out, hoping to get covers for all the arcs now and to go back and do that arcs I’ve already done. After that I might do some individual short covers in the style of comic books. Example, this would be issue number: 132.
Here’s just the art.
Chapters: 1, 2, 3
Chapter 1: Burn
Both Nate and Mare had been on edge all night. Ever since Logan had been taken to the hospital, Mare had been racing around town.
Any time he suspected there was someone following him, he left the area and kept running until he felt he was safe.
It had been three hours and Nate was sober again, and had a migraine but Mare didn’t care, he was too suspicious and too spooked to want to go back to the house.
“We could go back to the base,” Nate reminded.
“Don’t trust the heroes,” Mare denied.
“Come on dude,” Nate complained, “I’m hungry, and tired. We need to stop.”
“You can sleep, I got the body,” Mare offered.
“I’m not clocking out, I trust you but not that much,” Nate argued, trying to surge to the front.
During the argument, a magical arrow shot out and almost hit Mare in the head. Both host and demon startled, cursing as a single hunter closed in with their staff raised at them.
“Dammit Nate, stop running I wanna talk,” the hunter shouted.
“Taylor, fuck off!” Nate shouted. “I’m not stopping so you can shoot me in the head!”
“That was a stun spell and you know it,” Taylor shouted as they kept chasing the singer. “I wouldn’t have to stun you if you had slowed down.”
The next stun bolt hit its mark and Nate’s feet locked up. Between Nate and Mare’s auras it wouldn’t last for long but when the hunter pointed the staff at him it was clear that it didn’t need to last long.
“I’m alone, I’m not bringing you in,” Taylor promised.
“Why in my right mind should I believe you?” Mare growled, trying to throw the spell off and stand.
The hunter spun the staff around and pointed the base of the pole at Nate, a silent offer. “Because you’ve been harboring that demon bastard for this long and it hasn’t caused trouble yet. So either you really do have the situation under control, or we haven’t spoken to Nate even once since you got into contact with us.”
Nate finally got back in control and got up on shakily legs. “Ugghhh, I could use a burger and a nap.”
“I’ve got orders to bring you in, but I’ll just say I lost you. I’m pretty sure they’re watching your place,” the hunter reported.
“I figured,” Nate groaned, rubbing at his eyes. He looked away, “Which town are we in?”
“The English one,” Taylor answered.
“Brighton, okay,” Nate started walking towards the base. “Maybe I can find Logic and patch things up, he looked pretty pissed.”
“I’ll head back, try to stay out of trouble,” the hunter told him and they disappeared in the night. Nate headed back to the base with Mare still playing passenger.
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THE DECK PRINCESS - [ii. The Talk]
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🔹Pairings: EXO x BTS x OC
🔹Genre: Fluff, Cardau, Adventure, Powers, Reverseharem, Love, Mates
🔹Ratings: General
🔹Warnings: Light Swearing
🔹Word Count: 2.9k+
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“I’m up, mom. Stop screaming.”
I groaned as another round of screaming started from downstairs.
“Lee Yoonmi! Get up you lazy girl. We have guests coming over soon.”
I buried my head deeper into the pillow. After last night’s rowdy party and then the extra run back to the house has left me exhausted and cranky. Considering I returned just before 5 in the morning and my wake up call started at 9, I can proudly say I’m utterly screwed. I might just have to take a bunch of pills to get rid of the incoming headache that will soon plague me.
“I’m up, mom. Please stop screaming.” I growled, not bothering to open my eyes. “See, I’m getting ready.” I made some uncoordinated movements with my arms on the bed before dropping them like a sack of potatoes.
“Hurry up!” I smiled. That’s usually the warning I get before she leaves me alone for an hour.
“Okay.” I said into the pillow before changing sides to get into a more comfortable spot.
“I mean it Lee Yoonmi!”
“Ugghhhh... MOM!” I whined pulling myself up from my warm comfort. What is wrong with this women? I just want to sleep. I need to sleep. Three hours of sleep is not fun. Screw the guests. I don’t want to meet them. They can go and fu—
I stopped.
“No.” I exclaimed as I suddenly remembered who was coming today. “No, this can’t be happening.” I quickly picked up my phone and looked at the time. It’s 10am.
“Fuck” I’m so screwed.
You see, today I’m getting a special recruitment visit from a very prestigious academy in all of Seoul.
The Celestials Academy. I know the name is not that grand but still. It’s one of the world’s best academy that houses the best of best. All of its graduates are now big companies CEOs and major share holders, ruling the world by the tip of their fingers. Infact, my whole family has been to this academy. My parents. My grandparents. My great-grand parents. My great great-grand parents. It’s a tradition. So it’s obvious, that I, Lee Yoonmi, the only child of my father would attend this place.
THAUK!
I winced as my foot hit the dresser. I totally deserve this. I have been prancing around the room trying to get ready for the special visit, but ended up making more of a mess than the actual dressing. I looked at my toe in worry. It was red. And it was throbbing in pain.
“Fuck!” I cursed as I tried to hold down my scream. “Deep breadths, Yoonmi. Deep breadths.” Why does this always happen to me?
I was about to give my dresser a deathly glare is when a flash of black stopped me. There was something lying at the foot of it. Exactly where I had happened to hit my foot.
“Oh, what the hell? What are you doing here?” I grumbled picking up the familiar looking playing card. “Shouldn’t you be on the table?”
I looked at my study table where I had last placed this card. It was empty. The window behind it was wide open. The wind must have flown it all the way across the room. Just like it nearly took my eye out last night.
“Ya! Are you a trouble magnet or something?” I rambled as placed it on the dresser and continued to fix my jeans. “You should know, I blame you for this. Because of you I had to take a detour last night in heels to escape your little fans. Nearly broke my ankle from all the running. And now I’m super late for my interview that will possibly decide my future in the Lee family.”
Is it weird that I’m talking to a card? Something tells me it can hear me.
Looking at the mirror, I sighed sadly. My eyes were red and puffy from the lack of sleep. My lips were chapped due to dehydration and my skin colour had turned two shades darker than normal. I am well and truly fucked.
“Again, I blame you for this.” I repeated as I picked up the card again. As predicted, it was larger than a normal playing card. The sides were curved and there were specks of small white galaxy like blobs that covered the dark background. It seemed like the blobs were moving and twinkling just like what a normal galaxy would look like from under a telescope. The silver diamond in the middle of the black wispy background was shinning for some reason. The sun rays from the nearest window sparkling the diamond like the real thing. The surface felt smooth. There was also some writing underneath it. Two characters. They looked pretty similar to the old Hangul characters that was taught to us in history class last year. Hmmm. I might have to refer to my notes to see what it means. Meanwhile, I flipped the card around. The other side was blank white. But I could see faint outlines of vines forming around the border of the card. They had a light green tint to them.
“You’re such a weird card.” I hummed, narrowing my eyes slightly. Something is not normal about this card. It was warm. Like it was buzzing with energy. As if it’s waiting for something.
“Why were they after you? Heck, why did I even decided to pick you up? You do know Song Mina is going to kill me if she finds out I took her precious card. Actually on second thought, I don’t regret taking you. I don’t like her anyway. So I don’t really care if she’s still out there crying over her harem of boys to find you. Besides, I can see you are in a very bad shape. All these tears and rips. It makes me feel sad. I don’t know why.”
It was true. The state of this card is making my heart ache. Even though the diamond was shinning, the sides and the white blank side are carved with creases and slices of lines.
“Am I going crazy? I’m talking to a card.” I mused, shaking my head. “Yeah, I AM going crazy.”
Suddenly, the card grew warm. A tingly feeling went through my fingers. I looked weirdly at it.
I think I’m really going crazy.
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I looked weakly at the peas on my plate. I had just finished my breakfast and was starring at the extra big green peas that my lovely mother has decided to dump on me for some unknown reason. Don’t get me wrong, I love peas. But today, they seemed too sweet for my taste.
“Why aren’t you eating, sweety?”
I looked up at my father’s clean face. His face portrayed unknown worry. I couldn’t grasp what he was thinking but by the side glances that he kept giving to my fumbling mother, made me worried. They both were acting weird since the moment I have come downstairs to join them.
“They’re too sweet.” I said, dropping my chopsticks loudly on the table. Unknowingly, my hand went to the side pocket of my jeans where I had placed that weird playing card. It was still warm. I could feel it vibrate a little but I ignored it and just continued to run circles over it with my fingers. I just needed the satisfaction that it was still there.
“I thought you said they were coming.” I suddenly said, looking at my watch. They should have been here by now.
“Actually, they are not coming till two in the afternoon.” My mother said slowly.
“What?” I questioned, looking at the time again. “That’s still two hours away!”
“We know, sweety. We just wanted to have a little talk with you.” My father spoke, putting his own chopsticks to the side. That wasn’t a good sign.
“You guys are making me nervous. Did I do something wrong? Look if it’s about last night then I’m sorry that I sneaked out. I know I wasn—“
“Wait, You sneaked out last night?” My mother exclaimed.
“Uhh...” I looked at their confused expressions in worry. I wasn't supposed to say that. Oopsie. “I-I uh... I m-meant I snitched out.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Uh.. It means I snitched out all the food from my secret stash.”
“You have a secret stash of food?” I bit my lip in annoyance.
“Yes, mom. I have a secret stash of food.”
“Why?”
“Because I get hungry.”
“But there’s food in the kitchen.”
“I know.”
“Then?”
“Then what?”
“Then Why?”
“Ugghhh...” I groaned, pretending to hit my head on the dinning table. This is getting nowhere.
“Honey, you can drill her with your questions later. We have more pressing issues to discuss right now.” My father cooed my mother to a stop. I whispered a thank you to him. He was pretty lenient on me. I bet he already knows I sneaked out last night.
“But..”
“Ji-soo...” My mother sighed heavily.
“Fine.” She said before snapping her head at me. “But this isn’t over young lady. I know you sneaked out last night. I’m not deaf.”
I nodded nervously. It’s better to just roll with it.
There was an awkward silence for few seconds before my father bursted.
“Yoonmi, there is something that your mother and I have hidden from you.” He started lightly, taking in my change of expressions carefully. My eyes had narrowed at him. “The reason we are telling you this is because you are about join the academy that will either make or break your future.”
I sat up straight at his word. Make or break my future? What is he on about?
Now, even my mother was starring at me with an intense look. There was absolute something serious about this situation.
“What do you mean?”
“Yoonmi, you are a Card Wielder.” My mother announced. I gave her a funny look.
“I’m a What?”
“A card wielder. It’s a term used to refer a person who posses the abilities to summon Warriors from cards. Now, I know this sounds crazy, but please let us explain what warriors and cards are before you start asking us million and one questions.”
I gave them a weird look. Yes, I did have a bunch of questions running through my mind but I will let them explain first. Who knows they might be playing a prank on me?
“Many centuries ago, a secret society was established to protect the world from unknown forces. It consisted of card Wielders and warriors. The warriors were a magical race that once inhabited this earth before they were all trapped within the playing cards. They are beings who look like us, who act like us, who feels like us. The only difference is that they each posses magical powers that can be used to save the world. Their cards, is like a small prison that keeps them in-place. The masters, which is us, have the power to summon and use them in whatever way we want to. Over the centuries, our society has flourished. We were able to build various governments, schools, hospitals and companies around the globe with the help of the warriors. And you my sweetheart, you are also a part of this growing society. The celestial Academy that you will be going to is full of Card Wielders. It was built to train young Wielders on how to use their warriors properly and achieve things that you could never dream about before.”
I was dumbstruck. I’m a card wielder? There were human like beings in playing cards? With magical powers? A secret society? How am I supposed to digest this? This is a bloody clusterfuck they dumped on me!
“I know this is a lot to take on, sweety.” My father voiced out. “But don’t worry, Professor Lizing will explain more about the cards and warriors when she comes around.”
I stared at them. Is it my turn to speak? I don’t even know what to say.
“You guys are pranking me, right?” I started. “Please tell me this is a prank.” I said in desperation.
“No, Yoonmi. It is not a prank.”
I suddenly gripped the table as I sucked a deep breadth. Are they being serious?
“I don’t believe this.” I denied, shaking my head vigorously. “There’s no way something like a Card wielder or warriors exist! It’s all fiction!”
Both of my parents exchanged looks. I banged my hand on the table loudly to gain their attention.
“Do you guys have any proofs?” I demanded, pinning them with a glare. They again exchanged looks. “Stop looking at each other and give me the damn proof!”
Suddnely, a deep humming buzz echoed just before everything on the table started levitating. I stumbled back in fear as the peas on my plate were now twirling in mid-air right infront of my own eyes.
“That’s the power of levitation. I gained it when I acquired a special ‘air’ deck when I was 21.” My mother announced like it was nothing. I looked at her with wide eyes.
“And this is what I like to call ‘water splash’.” My father spoke just as a glass of water beside me erupted, splashing all its water into my face. I coughed and wheezed at the sudden attack. “A pair of twin warriors. The most naughty duo you could ever find.”
“Static.” My mother continued, clicking her fingers. I suddnely felt a shiver before my brown bangs on my forehead rose up in the air. I could see sparks flowing through them.“A nice little trick for a little payback.” As if on cue, one of the hair touched my raised eyebrow and I felt a small shock run through me. It threw me off my high stool in an instant.
“Sonic Boom. I clap my hand like this and BOOM.” And just like that a loud boom was heard, and both the ladies of the house covered their ears to protect them. When it stopped, a ringing was left in my ears and the whole dinning table was trashed to bits. I could see my squashed peas under a broken leg table.
“Oops, sorry.” My father laughed nervously, wincing at my mother’s glare.
“You know what, maybe your whipped ass would look better with that sorry.” My mother exploded just before she raised her hand. I ran to her in an instant and held her boney fingers from producing anymore of this magic.
“Stop. Please stop. I get it. It’s all true.” I exclaimed in desperation. “I believe you.”
They both looked at me and flushed.
“Sorry.”
I ignored their apology and pondered on this new development. If this is true, does that mean I’m like them? I’m a wielder? why haven’t they told me this before? That I’m not a normal person.
“Wielders have magic?” I questioned unconsciously.
“Oh no, honey.” My mother waved at the question. “Wielders are normal. We just gain a small amount of power when we gain a full deck. It depends on the deck’s basic element or how powerful it is.”
“Decks?”
“Ask professor Lizing. I think she will be able to explain you this a bit better.”
I nodded.
“Hold up...” I said standing up. My face was still dripping with the splashed water. “You said card Wielders summon warriors from their cards, right? But I have never done that before. I have kissed hundreds of playing cards when I was little. As far as I know there was no warrior wheezing out of them.”
“It only works on special cards, Yoonmi.” My mother explained. “Cards that are larger than a normal playing card. They each have a individual design and colour to it. They are magical cards. You will feel them buzzing with energy. They will seem very... alive.”
My body froze. Cards that are bigger than normal? Buzzing with energy? They don’t mean.... no way. Are they referring to that weird card I found yesterday? There’s a freakin person living inside it?!
As if on instinct, I slapped my hand onto my right pocket. It was growing warm again. I could feel it buzzing.
“Every wielder gets their first card by the age of 8. And from there on, they build their collection up to form decks. There’s no limit on the cards and there are hundreds of decks out there for Wielders to choose from.”
“But I haven’t even gotten my first card yet. Does that mean I’m a late bloomer?” I questioned worriedly. “Is that bad?”
They both looked at each other before facing me again. Did I just see them cringe?
“Well, technically it’s both bad and good.”
“Explain.” I ordered, pining them with my best glare I could muster up.
“It’s bad because you will be looked down upon by the other Wielders if you don’t get a card soon and it’s good because it means you are destined to have more special cards.”
“Destiny? Special cards?”
“You will learn about this at the academy. We can’t tell you anything else.”
I nodded. I get what they mean. My brain is still trying to filter out the information they dumped on me earlier.
“So, I’m going to be bullied unless I get a card soon. Great.” I huffed. Bullied at school and now bullying at the academy. I’m screwed from all sides.
“I’m gonna take a break. Please let me know when they are here.” I announced before leaving the room with a loud bang. Yeah, cue in my theatrics.
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myassbrokethefall · 5 years
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I can see Mulder and Scully ending up in a cranberry bog on a case somehow (Mulder's fault naturally). How would they react to getting climbed by the spiders?
Mulder would FLIP OUT and immediately stride his long stork legs out of the bog as fast as he could, while frantically pawing at his face, leaving Scully completely on her own, and disgruntled, in the middle of the bog in her much-too-big waders, absently pulling spiders out of her hair. 
The cranberry farmers would be snickering as discreetly as they could at the city boy and his discomfort. Scully, to be clear, would not LOVE the spiders or anything, but damn it, Mulder brought her out here to look for some bog monster and he can’t even be in the bog for five seconds because of a few little spiders?!? Come on. She rolls her eyes, flicks a few more spiders off her, toddler-marches out of there after him with her dignity mostly intact, thanks the farmers for their time, takes their cranberry-jelly samples that they were given by the farmers who don’t get a lot of visitors from the freaking Federal Bureau of Investigation and weren’t sure what the polite thing was, and lets Mulder explain emphatically to her in the car about how this lead is a dead end and it has NOTHING to do with the spiders, it’s just, he’s tired of being jerked around by these know-nothing sources, Scully, why do they want to keep the truth from him UGH WHAT IS IN MY HAIR oh it’s a leaf UGGHHH LET’S JUST GO STRAIGHT TO THE AIRPORT SCULLY, EVEN THOUGH OUR FLIGHT ISN’T TIL 7:30, I’VE HAD IT WITH THIS CASE. 
Instead of going straight to the airport though they go to King Richard’s Faire, which is right down the street in Carver, MA, because, why not? Mulder almost passes out at the ticket prices, but puts it on the Bureau credit card and hopes for the best. They do try to casually engage faire-goers in conversation about whether they might have heard anything about a mysterious creature who has been seen near the cranberry bogs around here, but everyone, including someone dressed up in a wolfskin bikini (note: it’s 59 degrees out) and someone in a full pirate wig and waxed mustache and carrying a lightsaber, looks at them like they are nuts. Mulder eats a legge of fowle and Scully gets chowder in a boule, they share a hot cider and are surrounded by bees until Mulder chugs the rest while giving the bees dirty looks like they might possibly be in cahoots with the spiders, Scully makes friends with a blacksmith, they watch a joust, Scully impresses a bunch of SCA types in line behind her (along with the knife guy himself) with her accurate knife-throwing, they watch the candle-making guy and then Mulder buys Scully a cool dragon candle, Scully buys Mulder a purple jester hat with bells and makes him wear it (it will, she says, help her keep track of him), Mulder gets shanghaied into being the audience participant in the comedy magic show to Scully’s great amusement, Mulder tries 4 times to ring the bell with the hammer and finally gets it and high-fives a bunch of bemused nearby children, they overpay for food tickets because the system is very confusing and end up with like 7 things of fudge and still have tickets left over and give them to a family on the way out, and they drive up 495 to the airport still not having solved the case of the cranberry bog monster but feeling like they can live without knowing, thank you very much. 
Thus undisturbed, the cranberry bog monster goes back to eating all the cranberries it wants in exchange for also eating deer ticks, which the Massachusetts cranberry farmers since time immemorial have felt is a pretty square deal. And the cosmic ballet goes on. 
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littleogreboii · 4 years
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NYA! KAI FORGOT TO DEFROST THE CHICKEN! Chapter 2: step one get a job, step two: regret your life choices
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Summary: Lloyd questions his life choices as a 16 year old, runaway dropout. Kai is pulling ideas out his ass for his Buzzfeed articles, which means he’s doing great. Nya is getting sick and tired of how incompetent her mentor is.
Chapter Summary: Nya likes her boss, but he is an idiot and one day, she will be his superior. First, she needs to finish her apprenticeship under him.
AN: Also featuring my lack of knowledge of mechanics. And, her boss talks about jerking off at one point, so be warned, that's there. And of course, swearing.
AO3 | FF
“Hand me the doohickey, Mia.” Nya’s boss reaches a hand out from underneath the car.
“It’s Nya.” She bites out in response. “And what do you need? A screwdriver? Pliers? A wrench? Funnel? Hammer? A pick?”
“God, you’re fucking annoying.” He groans. “A wrench. Hand me a wrench, women.”
“What kind of wrench? An oil filter? Allen? Box-ended?” She lists several more types of wrench before her boss rolls out from the car.
“Oh my god! I’ll get it myself as you’re so incompetent.” He sits up and pushes past her to reach the table. “I don’t know why I thought taking on an apprentice was a good idea. You’re useless.”
“What for asking questions to make sure I hand you the right tools?” She retorts.
“If you had been listening to my explanation, you would know what tool I need.” He grabs a crowfoot wrench and retreats back under the car.
She resists the urge to stamp her foot like a petulant child. “I’m sorry, I did not realise you complaining about your neighbour’s dog constituted as an explanation.”
“Ugghhh… do you ever shut up?” The sound of him hitting something makes her jump. “Why don’t you go make some coffee, huh? Make yourself useful for once.”
“You’re a terrible mentor.” She complains, but heads towards the break room anyway. She shoves a cup into the coffee maker. She decides if he’s going to be useless today then she’s going to make her own coffee first. She presses the button for a latte and watches the coffee maker whir to life. She has just finished making her latte and set her boss’s coffee up to make when he walks in.
“You know it’s polite to make your boss’s coffee first. You know like respect your superiors and shit like that.” He scolds as he approaches the coffee maker.
She smirks. “Sorry, I didn’t realise your dumbass would be done this quick. I thought you would still be trying to remember simple tool names.”
He rolls his eyes. “You’re a bitch.”
“Careful. I’ll report you for workplace harassment.” She’s laughing though. Her boss is an idiot and completely useless, but he’s entertaining to watch.
He moves to stand in front of her, throwing an arm on the wall to trap her in place. “You love me too much to do that.”
“Come any closer and I’ll break your arm.” She goes to jabs him in the stomach and he leaps back. “Besides, I seem to remember you forgot my name earlier.”
“Ah right. Your name.” He grins. “It’s slipped my mind for some reason.” Nya rolls her eyes. “Damn it’s on the tip of my tongue. Mmmm… Sia?”
“No.”
“Leah.”
“Nope.”
“Samantha.”
“Not even close.”
“Oh I’ve got it.” He lets out a short chuckle and raises his hand. “Nyah.” He bends his hand into a paw shape.
“I hate you.” She rolls her eyes. He does this everytime.
“I’m just playing. I know it’s Nya.” He waves her off. “Anyway, you’re free to go for the day if you wish.”
“Why? You got plans?” She teases.
He smirks. “You betcha. It consists of me, a laptop and copious amounts of lube.”
“EW!” She groans. “You’re disgusting.” She pours what remains of her latte down the sink, deciding he can wash up. “I’m out.”
“What don’t wanna watch me jerk my brains out?” He laughs.
On her way out, she pretends to hold a phone to her head. “Yes, hello. I’d like to report workplace harassment.” He simply blows a kiss in response.
She pops into the locker room to grab her backpack, letting her hand run across the other lockers. She checks her reflection in the mirror she’d glued to the inside of her locker. Smiling, she slams her locker shut. Finally, a day she’d managed to avoid smearing oil on her face. She swings her backpack onto her bag and heads out. She glances around to ensure no one’s nearby before tugging her jumpsuit out of her ass crack. 
Then, she proceeds to walk down the street towards the shop. She’s not the biggest fan of the shop nearby as most of the employees are assholes, but it’s cheap and close. She sighs. Everything would be a lot easier if Kai let her get a motorbike. She thinks she deserves one. Afterall, she does want to work as an auto mechanic for the rest of her life and what sort of auto mechanic doesn’t have a sweet ride? Maybe she should build one in secret. Then, Kai can’t complain. Well, he can because that’s ninety percent of what Kai does.
She enters the shop and takes a quick glance at the tills. She resists the urge to pump her fist in the air. It’s the blond kid on tills and he’s the nicest one. It does help that a couple years ago that he turned a blind eye to her trying to steal some food for her brother. She shakes her head, not allowing those memories to resurface. Instead, she grabs a basket and heads down the first aisle.
It takes her all of 15 minutes to grab what she needs. Then she’s on her way to the tills, forcing herself to not look at the chocolate that’s on offer. She places her basket down and begins unloading.
“I hope you found everything ok today, miss.” The cashier smiles as he begins scanning her items.
“Yeah, thanks.” She returns the smile. They continue in silence for a bit as she unloads and he scans.
He taps a few buttons on the screen, before turning to face her. He avoids eye contact. “That will be $40.67.”
“Right.” She fumbles with her purse for her card. Grinning when her hand catches hold of it, she whips it out. He presses a couple buttons then she inserts her card into the machine. She types out her pin and waits for a beat. 2 beats. Then, she removes it and places it back in her purse. Chucking her purse in a pocket, she tries to cram all her shopping into a bag as fast as possible. It causes her to fumble again and she berates herself internally for it. 
Once she’s ready, he waves. “Thank you. Have a nice day.”
She nods in response. “Thanks, you too.” And she heads off, praying that Kai hasn’t burnt down the flat in her absence.
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caroline18mars · 5 years
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A Man On Fire - Chapter 25
A birthday present from me to you all, thanks for reading always!
“Take a walk with me?” Jared whispered as he got up from the table, late lunch had turned into dinner and was meant as a private tête-à-tête for the two of them, but got spoiled by practically everyone in the crew joining them to celebrate the last final touches to the show, tomorrow they were gonna kick off this tour and it seemed that everyone wanted to let loose one last time before the stricter diets and lifestyles were gonna have to be respected as from tomorrow too. Oh god yes, take me away from this too crowded, too loud bunch of egotrippers, Shannon was nice though, he seemed to be the only one, apart from his brother of course, who really seemed to take a liking to her, he had questioned her incessantly about her work and seemed genuinely interested in her. “Yes of course” three simple words but oh that was so very ladylike, everything she had rebelled against since she was a kid, but still she grabbed the hand that he offered to her all gentlemanlike. “I forgot how cold Germany can be in the winter” she shivered as she stepped out into the cold evening air and quickly zipped up her leather jacket that still wasn't exactly winterproof, “here” Jared took his scarf and rolled it around her neck “tomorrow we're getting you a proper wintercoat” oh that Jared-scented warmth that rolled over her body, intoxicating. He grabbed her hand, oh right, they'd never done that before really, his hand was tightly holding hers and it was so comfortably warm “and to think you grew up around here” he dug his free hand deep in his pocket. “I didn't grow up here at all, I was born in Italy, that was always our homebase, we travelled and lived all around Europe for my Dad's work, like a tribe of modern day nomads, I constantly had to change schools and friends..the best way to get bullied, especially if you're 12 and you have an aristocratic title stuck to your name”, oh that came out like a torrent, while she barely said anything about her youth or her childhood, he was just so easy to talk to. “I bet you were never bullied” of course he wasn't, stupid thing to ask a man that was oh so confident all the frikkin time, “nope, I wasn't..I guess I was always on the other side..” he hesitated, it wasn't easy admitting that he had often been the designated bully. “Oh..” she acted all casual, but deep down his confession dissapointed her, he felt her go all quiet “anyway, now we're on the topic of family, you seemed to really get along with Shannon” and boy was he happy about that, a talkative Shannon was a happy Shannon, “yeah, Shannon's great..are you really sure he was the reason you had to fly back here? I don't see him as the guy who'd trash a hotelroom somehow” big brother was definitely a really cool guy. “Well, he did..let's just hope his coke-buddy stays far away from this entire tour, listen you're gonna have to start trusting me a whole lot more if you want this to go anywhere” stop it ok, why are you suddenly so pissed off? Is it because she admitted to being bullied and you don't know how to handle that? Because she's obviously still bullied by Sean and Shayla and you don't want to fire either one of them, because you're about to start a world tour and you actually need them? Or is it just Shannon that is a loose cannon and who's driving you nuts because all you can do is  just wait around for his little Miss Sunshine to appear again and watch their next explosion from the front row?. Her hand pulled back from his and all confused he stopped to see her stand there staring at him with those burning charcoal eyes that nearly glowed in the dark “what is it? You ok?”. Harper cocked her head “what did you just say to me? 'if I want this to go anywhere' what? and where exactly do you want this to go, nowhere at all? I should be lucky to be around mr. Rockstar? Like some privileged groupie, right? Is that it? You're bored already and you asked me to take a walk to tell me that? Fuck off, Jared, just fuck off”. She didn't shout or yell, she just calmly said what she had to say without making a scene, “I don't believe this” she mumbled as she started walking and then running away from him who stood there speechless and heartbroken, what the fuck just happened?
When she reached the hotel and her own room, she was still fuming, did she overreact? Maybe..no, no way, she pulled his scarf from around her neck and threw it on the floor in disgust, stupid ass, how could he be so cold? There was a knock on the door, no, reception guy, I don't need you to bring up my spare key card like you mentioned right now. Thank god, she opened the door, still in a blazing fury though “Hey..” he swallowed hard, “Jared..” she mumbled like he was the last person she was expecting, “can I come in?” please let me in, I'll crawl, I'll beg, just let me in. Harper rolled her eyes and walked back into the room, leaving the door wide open for him, “I'm sorry, babe..” he closed the door behind him and followed her inside “are you,Jared? Really? Because I don't know what to do anymore? With you I don't know my left from my right anymore” no tears Haper, don't give him the satisfaction. “I'm in this for the very long run, and I'm sorry, it just came out all wrong” he breathed as he tried to lock eyes with her, which wasn't easy, her body language said it all, she was just as nervous and insecure as he was. He walked over to her and let his lips crash down on hers, “you're the best thing that happened to me in a very long time, and I'm just not used to it anymore, I guess, I'm sorry, alright?” he whispered as he pulled back to look into her eyes “I'm sorry, I want you, I really do”. Enough, the fight was over, she just couldn't resist him and deepened the kiss when his hands drifted down her back to her butt, in return her hands roamed under his shirt, fingers felt every little bulge of his abdomen, up to where his chest expanded and the ripple of muscles under his skin drove her insane, she wanted him so much her stomach ached in anticipation of the obvious that was about to happen. His fingers impatiently tugged at the zipper of her jacket, almost breaking it as he yanked it down and pushed the jacket over her shoulders, their lips refusing to break contact. The urgency in their actions suddenly died down when he pulled her T-shirt over her head, and he took his time to admire her semi-naked chest “you're so beautiful” he breathed, his fingers digging under the straps of her bra, letting his mouth follow the same path pushing them down her shoulders his fingers digging under the straps of her bra, letting his mouth follow the same path pushing them down her shoulders with a tug of his teeth. Expert hands flicked open her pants and there wasn't even a shrug of her hips necessary as they pooled round her ankles in a second, what a body, what a sensational body with curves in all the right places. Wow, wait a minute, I need to see more of you too, mister, a T-shirt hooked in his long hair, ugghhh, come on, she nervously tugged at his shirt “alright, alright” he grinned as he untangled himself and threw the shirt wherever it wanted to fall. “Come here” that stupid, deliciously horny grin just wouldn't leave his mouth when he picked up her up and carried her over to the bed, this was happening, this was finally happening, he threw her on the mattress and crawled over her on all fours.
Kisses, bites, licks, it was a dazzling mix that trailed up her abdomen, that hot, wet mouth was intoxicating, she lifted her head to look at him when he paused, oh those hands..she let her head fall back in bliss when his hands cupped her breasts, his tongue licking the gap between them. Instinctively she opened her legs to accomodate him so he could pay extra attention to what he was doing right now, oohhhh, ahhhh, yes, the lace of her bra raked against the already hard nipple as he pulled down the cups, she looked up again to see him look at the two globes that were pushed up round and firm on a lace platter. Yessss, oh god yes, finally, his warm, wet tongue swirled around the painfully throbbing hard nipple, now the other one..ahhhghhg..she pushed her hips up in delight, grinding against the rock hard bulge. “What do you want? Huh? Come on tell me” his eyes were glazed over with lust as they connected with hers briefly before he continued his divine assault on her breasts, “uhhhh” was all that she could utter, she had officially lost her marbles, “cat caught your tongue? Lemme guess, is this what you want?” one hand cupped over her warm core and gave it a squeeze, a finger found its' way underneath the lace, whoooohooooo, rip it off, just rip it off. It was like he read her mind, because in the blink of an eye the lace ripped. No, no, where are you going? She felt his body disconnect, ohhh, the last textile barrier, she sat up to help him unbutton his pants but then she was pushed back against the mattress, what? Oh god, what the..no that monster would never fit..he didn't give her time to overthink it, there was the feeling of something the size of an orange being pushed inside of her, a sharp cry left her lips like she was being split in two. This felt so..hot..so very tight..oh god, try not to cum straight away..ohhh, hips that tilted a little, was this little minx urging him on? He kissed her and then looked her straight in the eye as he pulled back a little and then plunged deep inside of her again, it was so hot to see her breathless with every thrust that turned into a firm, steady rhythm. Half an hour later they were a hot, sweaty, tangled mess, one kept firing on the other to go harder, faster, deeper, hands squeezed, nails dug into damp skin, they were both raw and rushing towards a climax that the other seemed to keep on delaying, Harper couldn't keep on going, she needed to cum or she was gonna explode so she rolled from under him and put her hands on his chest while she straddled him and slowly let him slide inside of her with a deep groan. All he could do was admire the view of this wild, beautiful woman taking what was hers, she set the pace and it wasn't slow at all, she was on fire, her sweaty body bucked and grinded, and she let out a low howl as he reached for her breasts, cupping, kneading, tweaking her nipples while she rode out her fury. A ringing in his ears, flashes of light and the tight, warm squeeze in his groin, ohhh..his hips started spasming, and with that he hit her spot so hard, a hot glow, muscles strained to the maximum and then relaxed, strained again as she felt his release shoot up inside of her.
Clutching her heart, she let herself fall next to him, grinning as her orgasm still kicked around her body, Jared put his arm around her and pulled her against him, no distance between them anymore, he just wouldn't allow it. “That was..” he kissed her damp hair, “incredible, I know” she finished his sentence and kissed his chest, the smell of sex still heavily present on his skin, “I really, really lo..like you, my beautiful Coco..I don't ever want you to leave me again” his emotions were getting the better of him, but he meant every single word. Silly man “I like you too, floppy hair, you're a-h..” she stifled a yawn, a cruel jetlag and post-coital bliss? Not a good combination “..mazing” she snuggled a little closer while he pulled the blanket over them, no don't do that, floppy hair, I'll be ready to go again in a few minutes, promise! How long had it been since he had actually slept with a woman, as in hold her all night long, wake up with her?..he couldn't even remember, but everything he had dreaded so much, and pushed away as hard as he could, like commitment and togetherness, a relationship a word that scared him senseless, had gone right out the window the minute he'd first kissed her. He would hold her all through the night and the nights to come from now on, he'd hold her until the morninglight would come creeping into this room and then he was gonna fuck her brains out, simple: sleep, wake up, fuck, eat, work, show, fuck, hold her, repeat..
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matt-skc-rp · 4 years
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*Makeup* Snowed In -Institute|| Youniversity Advent Day 21
“Hey are you busy right now?!” a voice shrieks over the phone.
“Now?..Why?” Matt groans a little, listening to the girl clearly in the kitchen wherever she was.
“Who’s that?” Gabbie asks from under his chin, planting a chase and loose kiss on his neck beard.
“Your sister-”
“Is that Gabbie?! She’s stuck here too?” Kristen interrupts him, “Hey girl! You wanna come and be cozy with me and Pj?”
Matt rolls his eyes, knowing that they’ve been in this position since midday yesterday. Even walking out to the common area’s kitchen felt like taking a hike through the overwhelming two and a half feet of snowfall that had come through the mountain pass and put the buildings on snow lockdown again until they could clear the weather and the walking paths safely for students to go outside. Gabbie laid next to him without her contact lenses and wearing one of Matt’s shirts of a band that she liked. Their legs were wrapped up like tied strings this time around since they were taking either their fifth nap or going through their third sleep cycle. They had only recently realized how much stillness and warmth came from their time together. Matt’s poetic perspective fueling this kindling creativity in Gabbie, which was causing her to write and make little ditties to accompany words that came to her. It was the whirlwind of creativity she was looking for. It felt so freeing, and in the freefall Matt was there to catch her in her spirals and cared for manic outbursts- even if it meant he wasn’t allowed to talk or touch her. 
It was on a limb that she was here. She slowly began to warm up to Matt’s gentle yet skittish energy, realizing that his playfulness came from a cute place and not in order to cause her pain. Part of her wanted to believe him and wanted to hope her fear would subside. Then she found out about the snow. They weren’t that close but he was kind. She didn’t feel well and he cared, and was patient. He made her laugh. It was a lot for her. Hearing Kristen’s voice made her curl into him. She wasn’t ready for this. Gabbie hadn’t spoken to her in a while, what would she think? “Wait, wait,,why is she here?” she asked, “Is she here?”
“Yea, Gabs! I’m making PJ and I some late lunch, did you guys wanna combine parties?” she asked.
“I’ll let you know,” Matt said, rubbing Gabbie’s back and hanging up, “We should get up and talk to other humans.” 
“Ugghhh” Gabbie whined, “You’re right, we should...but...but we’re coming right back here, right?”
“Just down the hall, so it’s not like we’re doing anything for a video.”
“Fuck it, I got a block going on anyway...we can go,” she sat up, crawling down his bed and grabbing her freshly washed underwear and sweats.She grabbed one of Matt’s hoodies in the dim lighting, realized immediately how lost in his smell she was. The musk of his cologne, cigarettes, and his sweat made such a calming effect wash over her. Matt walked up to her, not changing out of his sweatpants and throwing on his other hoodie and holding Gabbie’s hand as they walked to the common area opening, seeing Kristen and PJ sharing a quick kiss over the sink. “Kristen Mcatee! Have you no shame?!” Gabbie exclaimed jokingly.
“You’re the one wearing Matt’s hoodie!” she said after she jumped back.
“My clothes are in the wash!” she argued back, walking over to check out the grub, “What’s on the menu?”
“Egg toast, some sausages, scrapple- did I say that right?” PJ said, looking down at Kristen.
“Yes, you did, brother! Scrapple and I’m gonna make some rice and fish with some mixed veggies! Gabbie you can help me chop up the veggies and the boys can prep the fish and boil the rice!” Kristen directed excitedly.
“What were you guys doing in Matt’s dorm?” PJ asked, going to the freezer and pulling out the two different types of fish.
“Pull out the shrimp, too, I can fry it up real quick,” Matt says quickly.
“I-I’ve been here since yesterday..I didn’t realize the snow was gonna get as bad as it did. I had really bad writer’s block in video ideas and composing for my songs..” Gabbie mentioned, going to grab knives from the other side of the kitchen nook, “Uhh bab-Matthew?”
“Hm?” he turned around, trotting up to her automatically and held her waist, “Wassup?”
“Knives?” she asked smiling under him as she had missed his touch and didn’t want to sound needy, but absorbed it while he was there. He reached past her, brushing his arm along her side, and unlocked the drawer with his key card and pulling the handle back. 
“Thank you,” Gabbie cooed, getting drunk from his touch.
“No problem sugar plum,” Matt said quickly, kissing her head and sliding back over to PJ, “Ready?”
“That looks like way more than beating some creative block,” PJ chided.
“And where did you find the nymph?” Matt asked, pointing down, then exclaimed when he felt a swift fist to the back, “Fuck!”
“Kristen, I think nymph wasn’t supposed to offend you,” PJ giggled, looking back.
“He knows my name, he should use it,” she bit back, trying to calm herself down. 
“Anyway, Kristen and I were having a study date and got caught up in some chitchat when the school went on lockdown, so we settled in and after I calmed her down about the fact that she’d be stuck here for a while..Then she said she wanted to cook,” PJ explained.
 “It helps pass the time and I asked him if he thought Matt would be down to join and he told me to call you or go down the hall,” Kristen said, “I figured you were with some schmuck.”
“I’m not a schmuck!” Gabbie sucked her teeth, “And why aren’t we making like, hot cocoa or something better?”
“There isn’t enough food in the dorms, they expect us to eat at the cafeteria,” Matt mentioned, “We take turns buying some ingredients that can hold up in the freezer if we get lazy or stuck.”
“I think we have cocoa..if not would warm chocolate milk do the trick?” PJ asked, “There’s plenty of tea.”
"Do you at least have marshmallows?" Gabbie asked, poking her head in between the two at the refrigerator.
"I got a bag a few days ago unless someone devoured it by then. It should be, okay it's half gone, but there's still enough," Matt said as he went over the girl with his arm, opening the cabinet. Gabbie was caught underneath him, smelled him again, and robotically clutched him closer, causing the boy to exclaim quietly and turned to her under him and he lowered his arms around her, causing the girl to swoon knowing that he was hiding her feelings.
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