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a soft chap 32! @gigiree @megatraven @luvclick

guess who didn’t finish this until like an hour ago hahah you could even argue i literally just finished it since i didn’t finish going over it until now. oops. but i still reached over 5000 words which is what i kinda planned since i wanted to make the chapters longer (still gonna take forever tho hahahhahahhhh) anyway this chapter got real soft in the end and i just. dang. wow i love when these kids get soft

Read from the beginning/where it’s originally posted here

Story description: They say that curiosity killed the cat. But it can do a whole lot more than that.

Chapter description: Marinette saves a life. Other stuff happens, and then these kids get soft for each other.

Rated: T (because some things may not be suited for some audiences... nothing major for this chapter honies)

Marinette stared at Alya. After everything that had happened, Alya just passing out from heat stroke felt a little underwhelming, and Marinette took a moment to think about the strange humor in that.

And then it finally registered in her mind that Alya had passed out from heat stroke.

“Oh, God,” Marinette muttered, panic starting to set in. “What do I do, what do I do, what do I do?” She put her hands in her already very disheveled hair, looking around at the orange dirt and rock and feeling the heat of the air pull beads of sweat out of her pores.

As she was looking around frantically, her eyes landed on a very conveniently placed water cooler with a small stack of Styrofoam cups stacked next to it. She fumbled for a cup with shaking hands and poured some water from the water cooler into it, praying she didn’t spill most of the contents by the time she reached Alya.

She hurried over to where Alya had collapsed on the bridge, careful not to look over the sides at the flowing river of molten lava. Kneeling down, it struck her that she still had no idea what to do.

Yes, she had water. Did she know what to do with it? No.

“Please don’t be dead,” she said softly, placing a shaking finger on Alya’s neck to try and feel for a pulse. “That would be very bad.” She had a pulse, but it was a little faint. Marinette breathed a sigh of relief none the less.

She looked down at the quickly evaporating cup of water in her hands and then at Alya. “Please don’t take offense to this,” she said, and then dumped the water directly on Alya’s head.

Alya spluttered awake, her dark green eyes snapping open and very quickly focusing on Marinette, who immediately shifted backwards to give her some space. Her gaze flitted around the surroundings, seeing the water cooler, the cup in Marinette’s hands, Marinette.

Realization at what must have happened dawned on her face, and she stared at Marinette with a bewildered look.

“Um.” The initial freak out of witnessing someone collapse had faded and was now replaced with the freak out of reviving someone who had collapsed who just so happened to have a nasty habit of trying to kill humans. Now that Marinette had gotten this far, she had no idea what to do next. Alya could literally kill her at this moment, and it would all be Marinette’s fault because she revived her.

But Alya didn’t do anything.

She carefully stood up on the rickety bridge, regarded Marinette for a moment longer, and then walked away. Walked away.

Marinette sat on the bridge for who knows how long, wondering how her luck managed to be so good in that moment. And then she realized that her skin was starting to burn a little from her proximity to lava. And that her shin was stinging. And that there was a deep ache throughout most of her upper body.

Now that there was no adrenaline pumping through her veins to help along her movements, it was a difficult task to stand up and walk to steady ground.

She knew Chat would be returning to her at any minute, but she didn’t really like the idea of sitting down and waiting for him by the water cooler and trying to tend to her wounds. The best option was to continue forward and rely on the hope that Chat would find her again, which didn’t seem all that unrealistic since he had done it before.

Continuing on the path, she was very relieved to see a save point glittering on the ground a few feet in front of her. Blocking the path after the save point stood what looked to be a laboratory, pristine and white. There were two paths that went to the north and south, which Marinette guessed were ways to get past the laboratory, but the north path was blocked by two guards who seemed relatively passive about her presence.

Thinking about how to keep moving came second to the save point, though. Save points could heal. Which means that when Chat met back up with her again, she wouldn’t have to worry him too much.

The world went still as she touched the save point, and the blistering heat of the air lessened a little. Marinette breathed a little sigh of relief.

Seeing such a strange laboratory in a place like this…

You’re filled with determination.

Would you like to save?

Marinette pressed the ‘yes’ button, the heat immediately biting at her cheeks as the world unfroze.

“It’s pretty hot here, and I promise it’s not just because I showed up.”

A small shriek slipped from Marinette mouth as she jumped back, one hand clutching her chest, the other held out in front of her in a defensive manner. Chat stood staring at her, seemingly amused with her reaction. “You scared me,” she said, relaxing a little at the sight of his face.

“Really? I hadn’t noticed.”

It only took a moment for Marinette to remember on what terms they separated on, and she frowned, looking over his expression to check for that look of hurt that he’d had when she brushed him off. There wasn’t any trace of it.

“Is Manon safe at home?”

“Extremely grounded, but safe,” Chat said with a shrug. “But I think she’s okay with her sentence for now. By the time her mom finished scolding her, I’m pretty sure she was ready to pass out. I left when her mom made her take a nap.”

“That’s good.” A worry that had been weighing Marinette down lifted. And now to the other worry. “I… I’m sorry for acting cold to you when you left to take Manon,” Marinette said, voice hesitant. She chewed on her bottom lip for a moment, then looked up at Chat, who was watching her carefully.

“But you aren’t sorry for what you said.”

Marinette took a deep breath. “No. I’m not.”

Chat let out a sigh, running a hand through his hair. “I figured as much.” He looked down at the ground, making a fist in his hair as he thought. “I think we’re just going to have to agree to disagree, bug,” he finally said, looking up at Marinette and letting go of his hair. It stuck up at several odd angles.

“I don’t see why we have to disagree,” Marinette said, crossing her arms and furrowing her eyebrows. “I don’t want you getting hurt.”

“Yeah, and I don’t want you getting hurt,” Chat countered, giving her a look that said she wasn’t understanding something very important. “There’s so much at stake if you get hurt, and I’m just trying to protect you.”

“The same goes for you,” she said, unrelenting. “When I saw Alya just now-”

“You saw her?” Chat interrupted. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

She blinked. “It wasn’t a big deal.”

“So, what? You’re just going to not tell me things because you think it isn’t a big deal? Even though it is?” He was obviously angry, but Marinette couldn’t really understand why.

“Of course, I would’ve told you at some point, it just didn’t seem that important at the moment,” she said, taking a step back. “Stop being ridiculous.”

“I’m being ridiculous?” Chat demanded, and Marinette shrank back a little. “I’m just trying to help you out, make sure you don’t get killed! It’s like you don’t understand how much I care about you and how much I want to be a part of what you’re doing.”

Marinette looked down at her boots, trying to think of what to say to that. “You’re right, maybe I don’t,” she said slowly, picking her words carefully. “I don’t understand how much you care, but if it’s like that, then you don’t understand how I care.” She paused, looking up at him. He was taking in every word she was saying, and she knew that now he would actually listen to her. “The reason I’m so intent on you staying away when Alya is around is because I care about you. You say you want to protect me, and I’m saying that I want to protect you.”

Chat blew out a breath, his shoulders falling as if his muscles were just now letting go of tension. “I know that,” he said, nodding his head. “I know that, but I think it’s a little late for that if Alya already knows I’m with you. There’s no point in trying to protect me from her if she already knows, okay?”

Marinette didn’t like it, but she nodded. “Okay.”

“Now can you tell me what happened?”

And so, she told him everything.

“Can’t say I’m pleased with being called a traitor,” Chat mumbled after she finished. “But it looks like she’s finally understanding that you aren’t evil. She’ll probably stop hunting you down.”

“Because I threw water on her face?”

“Yeah, pretty much.” Marinette rolled her eyes. “Sure, it sounds dumb, but Alya has a strong sense of loyalty. It’s why she’s stuck with the Royal Guard for so long, even though she didn’t agree with the policies at first. You saved her life, so now she probably feels indebted to you.”

“Which means that she won’t be killing me so avidly.”

“Basically.”

“Nice to know.”

Chat looked up at the white laboratory behind Marinette, a strange look crossing over his face. “So, what’s next?” She looked over at him, raising an eyebrow. “Ah, I guess I should be the one figuring out what’s next.”

“You being the tour guide and all.”

“Right.” He looked around, his eyes catching on the guards blocking one path. “Best not to get in any sort of fight, so that path is a no go. We can go through the lab pretty easily, I think, so that’s an option. The other path,” – he pointed to the unblocked path – “is where the ferryman is, so if you want to go back to Snowdin or Waterfall for any reason, we can go there before the lab.”

Marinette pulled out her yo-yo, opening up the storage compartment and peering at the contents. She had a bunch of odds and ends that she’d collected in there, as well as a few more gold coins than what she remembered having. Her stock of food had been depleted to one unicicle, Stormy’s Nice Cream, freeze-dried packaged food, and Fu’s crap apple. It seemed like too much for one person to have, but then again Marinette got hurt quite often. And she’d very much like extra just in case Chat got into trouble, too, which was almost a given.

“I think I want to head back to Snowdin for a little bit,” Marinette said, closing her yo-yo and slipping it back into her pocket. “Just to go to the shop and get some food before we move on.”

Chat scanned Marinette’s face, and then the entirety of her appearance. Under his scrutiny, she shrank a bit, suddenly feeling a little self-conscious. She knew she probably looked more than bit rough, given that the last time she had a proper shower was when she and Chat were in Snowdin.

“We’ll stop by Grillby’s, too,” Chat said with a nod of his head, starting to walk towards the path to the ferryman. “It’s been a while since we had a proper meal. And I think we should get some rest at the Inn, too.”

“We just had rest at Nathaneal’s,” Marinette said, although she wasn’t really protesting to the idea of a shower and a warm bed for at least a couple of hours.

“Real rest,” Chat said, casting a look over his shoulder at her and giving her a soft smile. “We both know we need it.”

They reached the end of the path, the sound of slow moving water echoed throughout the cave-like place, which had the same sort of blue and purple rock that Waterfall did. Reading a book on a small boat that was floating gently on the waves of the river was a man wearing clothing Marinette would best describe as archeologist-like. He wore an Egyptian ankh around his neck, and the glass lense of one side of his glasses had been shattered, giving Marinette a clear view of his unsettling blue eye, no iris or whites that she could tell. A pharaoh’s headdress adorned his head.

“Jalil,” Chat said, and the man looked up from the thick book in his hands, leveling Chat and Marinette with a stare that made Marinette’s blood run cold. His blue eye seemed to glow unnaturally, while the other eye was just a regular cerulean sort of color. It didn’t help that he didn’t seem to be pleased with their presence.

“Chat,” Jalil replied, snapping the book closed with a sharp thud. His gaze shifted to Marinette, who was standing rigidly perhaps a foot her so behind Chat. “I haven’t seen you before. Who might you be?”

“My name is Marinette,” she said, stepping forward.

Jalil got up from his lounging position on his boat, stretching and popping his back, and he placed the book on top of a pile of others. “Well, Marinette, would you care for a ride on my ferry?”

She looked over at Chat, unsure. It sounded as though Jalil was only offering a ride to her. “I would,” she said hesitantly, “but Chat also-”

“I know that,” Jalil interrupted, and although his voice wasn’t loud or scary, it still made Marinette flinch. “If he’s with you, he can ride.”

“Oh, okay,” Marinette said, her voice small and unsure.

“Thank you, Jalil,” Chat said, bowing his head a little.

He side-eyed Chat, his lips twitching just the slightest bit down before his expression returned to neutral. “Don’t mention it.”

Chat helped Marinette into the boat, gripping her hand as she stepped inside and not letting go until he himself was inside as well. As if he was afraid Jalil would leave without him.

Jalil picked up the oar to the boat, positioning himself at the bow and slowly steering the boat onto the faster waves of the river. The boat rocked gently with each stroke Jalil made, and Marinette sat with her legs drawn in, her limbs feeling stiff.

She looked over at the pile of books by Jalil’s feet. They were all about time travel.

They spent a few minutes in silence before Chat spoke up. “Have you… made any progress?” he asked, and Jalil’s grip on the oar tightened. His knuckle turned white.

“No. She’s just as lost as the last time you bothered to ask.” Marinette didn’t miss the bitterness in his voice.

For a moment, Chat remained silent, and when Marinette looked over at him, she saw that he was worrying his bottom lip with his teeth, his eyebrows scrunched together. “Jalil, you know I-”

“Science isn’t your thing anymore,” Jalil interrupted, tone blunt and monotonous. No trace of emotion whatsoever. “I know.” And then quieter, to himself. “I know.”

The rest of the ride was spent in a heavy silence. When they reached a small snow-covered dock, Jalil gently pulled the boat to a stop, dipping his oar deep into the water and holding it there, as if that was the anchor.

“Service is free,” Jalil said as Chat climbed out of the boat and helped Marinette out as well. “Come to me when you want to go back to Hotland.”

“Thank you, Jalil,” Marinette said. He only offered a slight nod, picking up the same book he’d been reading when they’d arrived and opening it back up. It’s like Chat and Marinette didn’t exist anymore.

“I’m sorry about that,” Chat said dipping his head as he led Marinette through the quaint outskirts of Snowdin. “Jalil and I have a sort of history.”

“And it isn’t all that great?”

Chat glanced back at the direction of the ferry, his footsteps pausing for a moment. “He partially blames me for something that happened in the past. He blames me more for not helping to fix it.” His steps resumed, and Marinette followed after him, trying to process the words.

“Why aren’t you helping now?” she asked, looking over at him. His eyes were troubled as he stared down at the dirty snow. “I mean, if you’re okay with me asking.”

“No, no, it’s fine,” he said, casting a look over to her before returning his gaze to the snow. “It’s a valid question. I wish I could provide you with an answer that made sense.”

“So even you’re not sure why you aren’t helping?” Marinette asked, her eyebrows knitting together. “Chat, that’s-”

“Don’t get me wrong; I know why. It’s just that the story is pretty complicated. Not to mention long.”

Marinette was silent for a beat. “Okay. Just… Tell me when you think we have time. When you’re comfortable.”

Chat looked over at her, and his expression was as soft and smooth as honey, his lips turning up into a little smile. “Thank you, Marinette.”

They were now in front of the small shop that they had intended to go to, and Marinette gave Chat one more worried look before she pushed the door open and stepped inside.

Rose, the shopkeeper, stood behind the counter, arranging some products and trinkets into a pleasing pattern. She looked up at the tinkle of the bell attached to the door, and her face brightened visibly.

“Hey!” she exclaimed, and Marinette blushed a little at the broad grin that spread across her face. “I remember you! That newcomer who was just passing through with a special friend.” Marinette blushed even more. “Though I don’t remember catching your name.”

“Marinette,” she said, walking forward a little shyly. “Hey, Rose.”

Chat looked between the two, his eyes narrowed. “Well, we’re just here for-”

“Oh, goodness, Marinette! Is Chat the special friend?” she asked, her eyebrows raised. Marinette looked over to Chat, and she realized that the last time she’d been in the shop, she’d bought a bell for Chat. Which he was still wearing. She guessed it wasn’t hard to put two and two together.

“It’s really not like that,” Marinette said, waving her hands a little and blushing furiously. She wondered if she was lying.

There was a beat of silence. Chat stepped up beside her, slinging an arm around her shoulder. “Sweetheart, it’s not nice to lie like that.”

“Oh, my God,” Marinette mumbled, trying to decide if she should get even more flustered or just roll her eyes. It felt like it had been forever since he’d used such a dumb nickname and had teasingly flirted with her. Now that her feelings were a lot more solid than before, she wasn’t sure if she could handle it.

“I was right,” Rose cooed, and Marinette shrugged out of Chat’s grasp, putting a hand over her face. “Oh, no need to be embarrassed like that. Being in love is great.”

“She’s right, honey,” Chat whispered into her ear, and Marinette could just imagine the horrible smug, shit-eating grin on his face. She shoved his face away.

“Anyway,” Marinette said, trying to shift the conversation away from whatever was happening. “I came to get some more food.” She looked around the shop, her eyes catching on a cooler she vaguely remembered.

She walked over to it and pulled out three bicicles, thinking about how much the other ones she’d bought had helped her. “I think this’ll be all,” she said, placing the bicicles on the counter.

Chat walked up behind her, placing his chin on her shoulder and wrapping his arms around her waist. Marinette’s heart did a little dance. “Are you sure that’s enough?” he asked, and she turned her head a little to look at him only to find that he was already looking at her, his face centimeters away from hers.

“I still have all the other stuff,” she said, trying not to show how much that affected her and turning back to the counter. His hair tickled her cheek.

Rose told them how much it would be, and Marinette pulled out the gold coins from her yo-yo, carefully counting them out and placing them on the counter. After they had paid and Marinette had put the three bicicles in her yo-yo, Rose gave them a little smile.

“I’m glad you two came in when you did. I was just about to head out to visit my partner out by the capitol. If you had come a little later, you would’ve missed me,” she said, and she grabbed a bag behind the counter and lifted it up for them to see.

“That would’ve been bad,” Chat said, though he didn’t sound like he would’ve cared much. Marinette raised an eyebrow at him.

“It was nice seeing you again,” Marinette said, disentangling herself from Chat’s arms and watching as Rose stepped out from behind the counter.

“Same to you, Marinette,” Rose replied, following them as they walked out of the shop. She flicked the light switch and the warm glow of the shop turned off. When she was out into the snow, she shivered. “I hope to see the both of you again soon,” she said, turning back to them and giving them a parting wave before heading off to what looked like the dock that Chat and Marinette had been. For a brief moment, Marinette wondered if Jalil would be back there when she and Chat wanted to leave. She shook the thought away.

Marinette turned to look at Chat, raising an eyebrow. “What made you act like that?” she asked, and Chat stuck his nose in the air.

“I’m sure I have no idea what you’re talking about.” The smile playing on his lips told her otherwise. “Where do you want to go next? We could eat before sleep or after, your choice.”

For the moment, Marinette let Chat’s behavior slide. She thought for a second. And in that second, she realized the drowsiness pulled out of her by the cold air. “Sleep first.”

“You got it, bug.”

The Inn was right next to the shop, so the walk wasn’t a long one. When they walked inside, Marinette recognized the boy behind the counter, and it seemed he recognized her as well. A playful grin pulled at his face when he saw Marinette and Chat walk in together.

Chat held out his hand to Marinette. “What?” she asked, tearing her eyes away from Ali.

“Give me some gold coins so I can pay for our stay.”

“What? I can pay for it myself.” She looked over at him, squinting at the noticeably jealous look on his face, his eyes fixed on Ali. “Don’t tell me you’re jealous.”

“Hm.”

Marinette looked at Ali, who seemed to be laughing a little. “Oh, my God, you’re ridiculous,” she said, letting herself laugh and pulling out her yo-yo to hand Chat the money.

“Call me whatever you like, sweetheart,” he said, walking to the counter by himself and thrusting Ali the money before returning to Marinette. “But ‘careful’ is my middle name.”

“That’s kind of a bad middle name,” Marinette said as Chat led her to the room they’d be staying in. She waved to Ali as they left the lobby.

“Thank you.” Chat pushed open the door to the room, letting Marinette go in before he followed after her. “Do you want to shower first?” he asked, and Marinette raised an eyebrow at him.

“Are you saying I look dirty?”

“Yeah.”

She laughed. “Yeah, I’ll shower first.”

Pulling her yo-yo out of her pocket and setting it on the nightstand, Marinette looked around for a towel, found one in the closet by the bathroom, and then walked into the bathroom before shutting the door. She took her hair out of her pigtails, making a face at her dirty appearance in the mirror.

The shampoo was the same as last time – CB brand and glittery pink – and Marinette knew she’d have to brace herself for whatever jokes Chat would throw her way after her shower.

Her shower was short and wonderful, the warm water sliding down her body and relieving the stress in her muscles that she didn’t even know was there. It seemed she had just gotten so used to being wound up.

When she finished, she toweled herself off and gave her hair a quick brush through with her fingers, trying her best to fix her bangs into something half-decent. She got back dressed in her tank top, sweater, and shorts, which looked just as new as when she first got them. She grabbed her boots and hung the towel around her neck as she walked out of the bathroom, leaving the light on for Chat.

He was laying on the bed, his hands underneath his head, eyes trained up at the ceiling. When he noticed that she had finished, he sat up, looking over at her at grinning at her glittery hair. “I had missed that hair,” he said as he stood up.

“Yeah, and I had missed when it was clean,” she said, giving him a light shove. “Now you get clean, too, and we’ll match.”

“Oh, how couple-y.” He danced out of her way as she tried to slap his arm, disappearing into the bathroom and closing the door with a laugh.

Marinette sat down on the bed with a soft smile on her face, running the towel over her hair one last time, her eyes scanning over the room. And then they caught on the closet by the bathroom. Chat didn’t take a towel in the bathroom, did he?

The water wasn’t running, and it would probably be a process to take off the leather bodysuit he was wearing, so Marinette figured she wouldn’t burst into the bathroom and find him naked. It would be fine. She hoped.

She grabbed a towel from the closet, gave two short knocks on the door as a slight warning, and then opened the door.

He was facing away from her, his shoulders stiff, head bent down. He wasn’t wearing the leather body suit. He was wearing a regular plain, white t-shirt and blue jeans. The sight of his bare arms, tan and muscular, made Marinette freeze.

Slowly, he reached out to the countertop, where a silver ring sat. Marinette watched the movement of his bare hand, the way the lines of his bones moved under his skin. He put the ring on.

His shoulders relaxed. He brought his head up, and Marinette saw his black cat ears materialize on top of his head. She saw the outer edges of his domino mask finish materializing as he turned around.

“Marinette,” Chat said, his tone something unidentifiable. “You startled me.”

She stared at his arms, his hands. The area of skin where the collar of his t-shirt dipped low. “I-I’m sorry,” she stuttered, finally looking up at his eyes, which were the same as they always were. “You hadn’t taken a towel in, and I figured you weren’t naked yet, so I-”

“It’s okay,” Chat soothed, taking the towel from Marinette and putting a bare hand on her shoulder. She resisted the urge to stare at it. “Thanks, sweetheart.” With the same hand that was on her shoulder, Chat pushed her gently out of the bathroom. He gave her a smile before closing the door.

Marinette walked calmly back to the bed, where she sat down and flopped back. She put her hands on her face, resisting the urge to scream.

In retrospect, she did understand that Chat couldn’t wear that bodysuit all the time, but the sight of his skin still came as some big shock that rattled her insides. And it looked like the mask and ears could also be taken off, though he didn’t seem like he wanted her to see that.

She thought about what Chat would look like without the domino mask and the bodysuit. It was near impossible.

Chat got out of the shower a few minutes later, but Marinette didn’t look at him, keeping her hands over her face. She heard his footsteps approach the bed.

“Yes, I know. It’s a shock. I can dress in clothes that aren’t leather.”

Marinette snorted out a laugh, but she still didn’t look at him.

“Are you embarrassed by the sight of my perfect and flawlessly tan skin?”

“Narcissist.”

“You bet.”

She lifted her hands to look over at him. He wasn’t wearing the bodysuit, just the same white t-shirt and blue jeans, but he was still wearing the mask and cat ears. He was looking at her with concern.

“I don’t know why I’m so surprised,” she admitted after a moment, sitting up and making room for Chat to sit beside her. “Objectively, I understand that you probably don’t wear that all the time. Still weird, though.”

He let out a little laugh, and he took her hand as he sat down, playing with her fingers in his lap. “See, that’s why I wear the suit. People’s eyes will burn if I don’t.”

Marinette looked down his hands, feeling the skin on skin contact. “My eyes aren’t burning.”

“Must be because you’re special.”

They spent a minute or so in silence, and then Marinette looked up at Chat. There were little flecks of pink glitter in his hair. She brought a hand up to run her fingers through the wet golden locks, her hand catching on a few tangles. “We match,” she said, gesturing to her own hair.

“How couple-y.” He brought his hand up to her face, pushing her still-damp hair behind her ear and tracing her cheek with his thumb. He leaned forward, and for a moment, Marinette forgot how to breathe. He bumped his forehead with hers. “We should sleep.”

“Our hair is still wet.” She got up from the bed anyway as he pulled back the covers.

“It’ll be fine.” He climbed onto the bed and pat the mattress beside him. “What’s the worst that could happen?”

“We both get sick and die,” she said, laying down beside him.

“Or our hair dries nicely as we sleep and we don’t have to worry about it when we wake up.”

They were both laying on their sides, facing each other. Their hands filled the space between them, and Marinette looked at the skin of his hands. She reached out scarred fingers, slowly entwining them with his smooth ones.

Her eyes flicked up to meet his, and she almost couldn’t handle the look on his face. The soft smile, warm eyes – it was almost too much. But she kept staring. And he kept staring.

“You have to close your eyes to sleep,” he whispered.

“The same to you.”

“I don’t ever want to look away from you.”

“God, you’re a sap.”

“You’re right.” He squeezed her fingers. “Close your eyes.” She closed her eyes.

She felt him kiss her fingertips, and then she drifted off, finally asleep.

#miraculous tale #miraculous tale fic #i sort of gave up on the chapter description lmao im sorry #its just that so many different things happen that it's like?? it can't be summarized so easily in a couple of sentences #but trust me its a good chapter #foreshadowing happens and its Good #also i sent a screenshot of th last few lines of this chapter to a group chat im in and one of the members was like #'i can't believe you wrote soft and also relationship goals'#and i was laughing so hard because ive never even been in a relationship isn't writing cool #also im sorry if portions of this chapter are slow or blocky i had real bad writer's blocj for the past couple of weeks but i kinda #tried to push through it the past couple of days #i think the block was like a direct result of heckin binge writing 5000+ words in a day with the last chapter hahah #i wrote at most like 3000 today so it shouldnt be too bad this time around #anyway yesterday i went thrift shopping with a friend of mine an she bought so many dad shirts it was great #and she convinced me to buy this super questionable 80's style windbreaker #when i wear that out i have 0 doubt that i will be shunned but its chill maybe im wrong #but i also got a couple cute clothes and i found a reall y nice regular old zip up sweater #you wouldn't believe how hard those are to find #like i don;t want some faux velvet almost pea-coat think with big buttons and no hood #i just. want a regular sweater #and i found one #im pretty happy about that #and i got other cute clothes so im excited bout that #i think i had chemistry homework but i don't really want to do it #i think there's a test tomorrow and i haven't studied but i have it atthe end of the day so it's okay #also ive been listening to my sappiest playlists for th past few days and its just like #aaaaaaaaa #also as i was writing the end of the chapter today i was listening to shawn mendes so that probably explains how soft everything got lmao #but yeah ive been listeing to soft music that's for being in love and idk about love but like is definitely happening right now and #idk how to feel about that

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sweetcherry7 · 4 years

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Getting reall feuckn' tired of these "misstresses" asking me about my personal info before giving me any proof your reall and not trying to scam me. I DO NOT PAY. I dont need to pay to be denied and teased. Im a sexy bitch on grinder and like most of you bitches know a horny man isnt hard to find. And ur not the kind of Dom i want if ur not wanting me to live with u so u can use my holes whenever. Train me as u see fit. And make sure im staying on my sissy tasks to be the best cock toy house slave you deserve. Dont fuckn' bother me. I dont get off on waisting my money. Bo offesnse. Yall are really hot and some of yall id be verry interested in libing with. But dont ask for personal info. And dont expect me to pay. Read my fuggn' bio. If a dumb sissy like me can read and put it together tben u supior doms shouldnt have a problem understanding it. Thank u for coming to my Ted Raint. Stay safe out thier girls and boys.

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sumblebuttz1987 · 7 years

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SaeyougXMc //Smut fic PT 2

Her Blossom

• This fic is based on a high school AU on Mystic messenger. Mc is a pure clean white rose, who is very curious what the feeling of sex is like. When all of a sudden she meets the devil Saeyoung who steals her purity and stain her petals. • __________________________________________

Everyone was sat down.

The blonde, the female, Saeyoung, the silver , the black , the dude that grabbed my boobs and me. The blue haired boy stood up and shook his head in shame.

???- look at you all. Aside from this poor lady. I cant belive that its are first day here at this school and all we’ve done is caused trouble. I cant always keep you people in line. Jahee your fine. But Jumin, all you’ve done is neglect everyone and everything and literally pretended you don’t exist. Zen you could adult a bit more instead of acting like every girl is apart of your fan club, yoosung chill more instead of running into things. Sarean WTF MAN, and most importantly WHAT THE FUCK SAEYOUNG!

DONT BE RUNNING AROUND INTO THINGS YOU SHOULDNT BE RUNNING INTO!

I.. am so sorry miss. I just-

Mc- Its.. perfectly fine.

Everyone looks at me like I’m crazy. Which their probably right.

Mc- I should take more responsibility for my actions. None of this mess would of happended if I didnt run away. I’m not the most bright person on campus.

I get up and dust my skirt, grabbing my bag and parting my hair away from my face. I feel like I’m on the verge of tears and a mental breakdown right now.

Mc- However. You can easily avoid me in this campus, as theres only one of me. Lets say this. I’ll walk away and act like I never even seen you around before and act like nothing happened.

Great, I’ll be on my way now.

I start to walk away from the group of students, and rub my eyes as I feel a slap of shame hit my face and my nose starting to fill with fluid of me being sad. I quicken my pace as I know this will turn ugly, but my feet have a different thought.

They just make my life better by making me trip over a crack in the path. I fall to the ground hoping the hit would end my life, because I feel like shit until. I feel a warmth grab my hand and another wrap around my waist.

I look up to see who saved me from my fall, to find myself in the arms of Seven.

I can’t help but smile and look at the ground. I can even find a negative scentence to this positive outcome but-

Seven- I’m sorry for what we caused today.. but Its kinda hard to forget a cut- I mean a warm hearted girl like you. And I mean, it would kinda mean alot to me- Umm us if we had someone to show us around and have a new person to the group.

He looks into my eyes, and attempts to give a warm welcoming smile. And holy shit it works. I feel my cheeks plump up and a grin spread on my face. Seven’s expression changes from warm and welcoming to greedy and lustful as his hand raises to wipe the upcoming tears from my eyes, until a familair childish voice snaps me and him back into reality.

???-Saeyoung~ come on, dont hog her to yourself!!

He blinks and smiles.

Seven- Lets go join them shall we, ha lol almost got ya there. Lololol.

I turn my body around facing the direction where I knew this is where my new future would begin.

It was the start of the year, it was the first day and so many things have happened I made a group of new friends. My boobs were groped. I met a really fucking cute guy who is the reason of all of this and last but not least, its not fiction ITS FUCKINNG REALL HAHAHAHA!

The bell rang, to wake me from my evergoing class naps. I look up only to realise I slept in history. Kinda glad I did. I grabbed my stuff and walked out the door. I had just a tiny bit of drool from my mouth and my hair was a bit fuzzy, My legs were numb and my back was sore. My apartment was like 10 blocks away from school so I had a while to think back of what happened today. I stepped outside of the school gates only to see the carpark was packed with girls around the new students car. Jumin, zen, yoosung V and jahee were chilling and looked kinda disturbed. I had a small feeling that this would happen alot. I smiled only to realise Yoosung had noticed me… Oh shit, I mean its a good thing but-

Yoosung- HEY MC! WANNA RIDE!~

I shook my head but I smiled. He smiled back. Some girls behind the large group sneered at me, and looked kinda angry.

Girl 1- Ugh. Whys she getting the attention of them shes just a lonely loser who trys to be different because she can’t be as cool us us.

Girl 2- I heard shes, a slutty whore. I saw her walk into those really shady streets byherself, and she was already on Saeran today like omg get a life.

They both laugh knowing that I could hear in my distance. I just kept walking. Not really giving a dam. I also had a feeling this could get bad, with all the girls talking shit about me. Look did I choose for this, did I want to grab the attention of these hot specimens!!

NOT REALLY

I walk past the crowd and head past the shops and the pub. I start to walk uphill, I hear a loud car drive up behind me. So I just turn up my headphones to full blast and keep walking. The car gets louder and I get more annoyed. I turn to my side and look. It turns out to be the twins. He turns off the car as I stop in his presence. His brother stops texting and looks at me, his cheeks dust with a pink as he probably remembers the events that happened today.

Seven- So uh.. do you want a ride?

I look at him and look at my shoes then I look at him. I think I could use a lift, but I’m also really hungry.

Mc- If.. you know your ok with that?

Seven smiles and bites his lip. His brother turns to the front and covers his mouth.

Seven- hop In.

His car is a black convertible with white leather seats and a gold trim around the outside. I make sure to be very careful with the car, I chuck my heavy ass school bag in the back and throw my droopy legs in the back aswell. I sit down getting a feel to the leather against my skin. I look up to see Seven adjusting his review mirror to be looking at me. I can see his golden eyes staring at me, and he bit his lip again. Dose he have a habit or something?

Seven- so where we off to sweet?

Mc- I know this might be trouble to ask, but I was wondering if we could go get some icecream or something..?

Saeran lights up as If it was Christmas morning. Seven, looks at him and looks back at me.

Seven- Sure thing.

He turns the car on, and the. Radio pops on. He strokes his hair and moves the grear stick, he licks his lips and reves the engine, changing it to the first gear. I dont think mum will mind but I better be home not too late. We drive along the long dim streets covered with the shadows of trees. I start to get tired, and somehow even though seven and his brother is a stranger I kinda feel safe and warm inside, weird feeling. I look back up at his eyes in the mirror and as I do he dose aswell. I start to get a little bit tired so I lay down and just close my eyes for a second or to.

I hear talking, but then I hear nothing aswell as the sound of silence as the car turns off. I slowly open my eyes only to leave a yawn in the air. I blink realising that were not at the ice cream shop. I widen my eyes and look both ways, seven pops up in front of me as I get out of the car.

Mc- where are we?

He looks at me, only to continue to stare with those lustful eyes, that kept pulling me in to something that felt wrong but also felt so right.

Seven- My home.

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A/N

• final part is next

#Saeyoung #seven #707 #mystic messenger #fanfic #zen #Jumin #V #Yoosung #Jahee #Mc #707 mystic messenger #smut #otome game #love #highschool AU #Luciel #Choi #707Xmc #fanfiction

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batflashed · 7 years

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yeah omfg i sent so much more i think they disappeared but it was just about trans wally coming out 2 bruce and bruce like replying that he jnew and at first wally gets rly angry before he realizes bruce cares. and hes done all these little things to help wally never noti ed. and also he never rly brings up the topic either at all and just kinda kept treating wally like he always had and in that way it shows and wally realizes this all in the moment of bruces guilt and hugs him and just

also there was something in there about bruce showing wally a binder design he made that would make it a lot easier to like run around and fight crime in bcuz he noticed wally was having trouble a lot with that and wally is so happy he just cries and he feels bad actually taking it bcuz wow he doesnt deserve something so wonderful but batman insists and helps him try it on and just aaa

i cant believe like the most important parts of all that got so mixedd up im upset now im sorry i shoulda like labeled em or something holy heck it sounded so much better all together tbh. but ye tldr trans wally comes out to bruce but bruce already knows. wally is mad before he realizes all bruce has actually done in the split second of bruces guilt and bruce is about to apologize when wally just hugs him. and also super cool superhero binder design cuz its hard 2 run around in a normal 1.

i shouldnt be laughing as hard as i am but i am because literally like literally no context from the other messages like lmao oh my godi literally missed the most important part oh my GOD LMAO i was like WHAT lmao im laughing because i just i couldnt even FILL THE GAPS oh my god

also this is absolutely BRILLIANT i love this so much ;; bruce would definitely design stuff for wally absolutely oh my god i love this i love this so omuch ;; bruce just like just oh man

knowing and just it doesnt reall y like what just like wally being like “bruce i’m trans” and bruce being like “yeah? iknew?” and wally is lik e?? immediately really angry!? and then like, bruce is like oh, um, like oh man he’s pretty bad with social cues right so by the time he suddenly gets guilty and starts to apologize

wally’s arms around him and just i love it so much i love it thank you

#Anonymous

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voidwizerd-archive · 7 years

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[[ (not yet) moirail to the rescue phew!! ]]

vvestigialvvoltage wwiz did somethin happen i aint gotten much through my dash yet but somethin feels off

vvestigialvvoltage wwiz ?

wiz-texts ....sorry

vvestigialvvoltage are you okay wwhat happened

wiz-texts i dont think talkin to me is a good idea right now. i jus did somethin awful n i have no idea why

vvestigialvvoltage wwiz please tell me wwhats goin on

wiz-texts i wish i could blame th anons for everythin but... all they did was present th option. im th one who took it

vvestigialvvoltage wwiz can you come here

wiz-texts they said they could take th scars away. forever. but th price would be forgettin Kankri .... i dont remember Kankri someone else had to tell me who he was

vvestigialvvoltage wwiz please come here

wiz-texts what good would that do

vvestigialvvoltage it wwould make me feel better please

wiz-texts im sorry im sorry now im hurtin you too

vvestigialvvoltage im not hurt im wworried

wiz-texts im hurtin everyone i hurt SUGARY n i dont even know her!!!

vvestigialvvoltage an you shouldnt be alone like this an i cant come to you

wiz-texts i should be alone. i already fuckin did that to myself

wiz-texts th others say its gonna get better n i know they wouldnt lie but *how*

vvestigialvvoltage wwiz

wiz-texts everythins gone i keep goin through all my tags n th messages n i cant remember its gone all of it is gone its never comin back

vvestigialvvoltage WWIZ

wiz-texts what!!

vvestigialvvoltage just come here

wiz-texts no

vvestigialvvoltage i cant help you through the connection

wiz-texts no one can help with this i dont think

vvestigialvvoltage an i think i havve somethin for you but i cant open it

vvestigialvvoltage i dont knoww wwhat it is but it says its for you wwhen i try i dont knoww wwhere its from an its scarin me a little

wiz-texts .... its your chip though i dont understand how someone else could get a file onto it without you noticin

vvestigialvvoltage i dont either thats wwhy its scarin me

wiz-texts i dont.... i dont wanna leave this room im sorry i cant

wiz-texts but fuck im sorry im bein a goddamn coward

vvestigialvvoltage its okay im just im really wworried

wiz-texts i know i know im sorry im bein a shit friend

vvestigialvvoltage its okay wwiz

wiz-texts no it isnt no it fuckin isnt .....n i still aint moved an inch. fuck this. fuck thisssss

vvestigialvvoltage wwiz just can you find somethin to focus on

vvestigialvvoltage um try makin somethin maybe somethin complex

wiz-texts cant think dont want to

vvestigialvvoltage okay then make somethin that feels nice instead

wiz-texts what if it blows up that happened once

vvestigialvvoltage reall ?

vvestigialvvoltage wwhat happened

wiz-texts yea i tried to make somethin that could guide me home u remember how my arms look ...looked well it was from that

vvestigialvvoltage okay wwell maybe that wwas just not specific enough ?

wiz-texts i dont fuckin now there aint exactly nothin to b specific with???????? transportalizers dont go there that was th first thing i tried

wiz-texts i dont wanna talk bout that its makin things worse

wiz-texts i wanna be alone i should be alone just leave me alone ......

vvestigialvvoltage im sorry

vvestigialvvoltage > The next thing you know, you're in Wiz's room, slightly dizzy and still shivering from the voodoos that moved you here.

wiz-texts > All the furniture in your room has been shoved to block off the windows and door.

> You don't notice any arrival. You're huddled in the very back corner of the closet, past the mirror, buried under blankets and curled in as tight as you can. You've long since cried yourself out and now feel sick and numb.

vvestigialvvoltage "....Wwiz...?"

> You don't see them, and that worries you more. He said you'd go right to them....

wiz-texts "Go 'way," you mumble in response. You figure it's someone calling from the outside. You're not letting them in. You're not letting anyone in. You deserve to be alone.

vvestigialvvoltage > You figure out the voice is coming from the closet, and head there.

"Wwiz, it's Vvoss..."

wiz-texts > You don't respond, shuffling to try hiding yourself more. The blanket pile shuffles with you.

vvestigialvvoltage > You peer in, pushing things out of the way.

"I'm already here an I ain't leavvin, so you might as wwell showw yourself... you don't gotta talk or anythin... "

wiz-texts > You keep trying to shrink back even though you're already against the wall. You keep your eyes shut. You wonder how he's even here, and figure Lilac probably has a hand. Why, you don't know. But here he is.

> You just want to be left alone.

"...I ain't comin out."

vvestigialvvoltage > You finally spot the moving blanket pile, and make your way over.

"Okay. Then I'm comin in. "

> And you do so.

wiz-texts > You whimper in protest as blankets are moved away and hug your knees tight, holding your head and keeping your eyes shut.

> He shouldn't be here. What if he got in trouble??? He shouldn't *be here.*

vvestigialvvoltage > You pull the blankets back over you both afterwards. There's something calming about having them there. Once that's settled, you squirm around to find a comfortable position to wrap your arms around them.

wiz-texts "You shouldn't be here."

> It's mumbled as you stubbornly refuse to relax into his contact, and you catch yourself stupidly wishing for the older Vvoss you got to meet a little while ago. You miss the moirail you don't have yet. Ridiculous.

"Vvoss, you could-- you could get in *trouble.*"

vvestigialvvoltage "I don't care. "

wiz-texts "You should."

vvestigialvvoltage "Nah. "

> You settle yourself comfortably with your arms around them, resting your forehead against their shoulder from behind. Cling fish!

wiz-texts > You don't say anything or move for a long, long time. But eventually you unfold, and move to hug him back. Your fingers fidget with folds of blankets, forehead bumping with his as you actually open your eyes again. It's just to stare down at the floor, but still. It's something.

"...Thanks."

vvestigialvvoltage > You smile when they start to uncurl, and shift positions as appropriate to make sure you both are comfortable.

"I'd say you're wwelcome, an you are, but really you don't gotta thank me. You'd'a done the same for me."

wiz-texts > That earns a very faint laugh.

"Yeah I would've. ...How long can you stay?"

vvestigialvvoltage "As long as you need."

> The laugh makes your spirits lift a little.

wiz-texts "Careful with things like that, Vvoss, you might never come back."

> The joke sounds weak and your voice is barely there but hell, it's an attempt.

vvestigialvvoltage "An I'm sure Y wwould havve somethin to say about /that/!"

> You respond to the spirit of the joke rather than the words.

wiz-texts > You give a quiet laugh to that, absently leaving a kiss on his forehead before wrapping yourself around him in a hug. You don't exactly feel better; in fact it's hard to tell what you're feeling at all. But you don't feel like everything is on fire, at least.

"Thank you for coming."

vvestigialvvoltage > Something buzzes in your skull. Your pan aches, and you aren't sure why. Everything seems normal...?

> You push it aside and wrap yourself around Wiz back, nuzzling into their shoulder.

"Like I said before, you don't gotta thank me, but you're wwelcome."

wiz-texts > One of your hands pets through his hair. It's cool and soft and you like how it feels. How he feels. You still don't feel okay, and you have no idea how to even begin making up for what you did to Kankri, but... this is a start. Breathing again is a start.

> You're so grateful he came. You think this might be the first time Vvoss has stuck with you even when you've tried distancing yourself. Lilac does that, yes, but... Vvoss hasn't, before. He's never answered no with no.

> You're so proud he did. And so damn grateful.

vvestigialvvoltage > You purr, softly, at the hair petting. That feels nice. You're glad they're feeling at least a little better.

> Your head isn't filled with much in the way of thoughts right now - thinking was making it hurt more, and you don't want to deal with that.

#logs #vvestigialvvoltage #the wiz drama

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maevans90 · 5 years

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What hurts the most

You know flock closing really blows. It feels like I did something but this really had nothing to do with me I still have the after affects. I’m still looking for a new job. I guess it just reminds me how I wouldnt be here if I hadn’t fucked up at gables. Aep denied me for my back ground. Sw won’t hire me because I do t have a cdl and everything else I find is miles away. It’s not like landscaping was something I really wanted to do for the rest of my life but I was good at it and In a decent position and I give it up to do line work and now look....... I had to make it uncomfortable or you would never leave. ........but am I suppose to leave this type of work? Am I suppose to quit smoking? Am I just siluppose to find another company? I u derstand this was to intiate change but I’m not sure what to change. I was doing fucking good making great money driving a company truck. Man when I think about it the shit reall pisses me off and not to mention I just moved into a house a month before it all happened. So now I’m really broke trying to keep the fucking thing and it just feels so fucking bad. Keep my fucking head up !RIGHT? I can’t leave because of the house. I can’t find any line work here because of options. So I have to go on the road to stay a lineman or try and get my cdl on my own. Which means I have to risk the money myself to make it work. I’ve got nothing but time now I guess just study study. Save the money to get and then try and find work here. If I dont get it then I’ll know! If you arnt willing to go for it then you shouldnt have it. Problems that I have to be idle on are my down fall because if I can’t take an immediate course of action I focus on another task and sometimes that fucks me. I can do this and it won’t break me but it’s fucking bullshit. Mikes been working with gables as a sub and he said man I do t know what you did but everyone of these guys tell me your a hell of a hand! The bounce back goes hard just watch.

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softroleplay-arc · 5 years

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i rlly miss someone and i want to check on her nd see how shes doing but our friendship ended on not good terms (not exactly bad ones either just not good) but i cant like stop thinking about it?? what do i do?? i know i’ll probably regret it if i do because i’ve been trying reall hard to make it seem like i dont care anymore andi i just like forgot all anout her and stuff so she’d do the same or me but i still do and like ugh its something i know i shouldnt do but im kinda hoping someone will tell me to do it anyways like be honest tell me i shouldnt because i khkow it but its not helped me not think about it either

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survivorcostarica · 6 years

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Ep. 1 - “Imagine suffering, imagine euthanizing yourself, imagine losing your will to continue on...” - Randy

i cant see pls send imitrex

i have a crush on cole, i'm in this game and virgin islands with him and i really like talking to him. he is really genuine and easy to talk to, i feel ridiculous for admitting this but this was the first thing i thought to confess about lol

I want to shoot myself in the fucking face what is my tribe?!

Cole is such a messy thot, Kevin is that but without being remotely good at the game, Arika and Julia are best friends IRL and 1000% will be working together. Louise is a fucking saint but that also terrifies me because I can't do shit against her without being a terrible person. At least Madison is really down to earth and chill even thought I've known her for two days and met her on Club Penguin. I don't know Bryce, Noah or the other one so they're 1000% my go to people right now.

Ohkay hi hi. My name is Bryan and I’m here to try and NOT flop at this game. Ok sooo. I’m looking at my tribe and i notice. My best friend Madison is here. Just kidding i HATE her. Or at least that’s what i will want people to think so we aren’t targeted for our friendship or whatever cuz we had BEEF in our last game. Um. Josh is also here. I was in another game with him but i didn’t really get to talk to him that much. Other than that cole and Kevin seem nice enough and are talkative so that’s good. I guess I’ll just be able to talk more with other people later.

Imagine suffering, imagine euthanizing yourself, imagine losing your will to continue on in an ORG you were last minute filled into. I literally hate this whole tribe so much, and I'm going into this game with the mindset that we are losing every single immunity and reward. When I saw the first three cast reveal posts i prayed i wasnt on the orange tribe. i actually believed and god, and asked him for forgiveness for all the sins ive committed and pleaded my case to on why i shouldnt be on this tribe. but, alas here i am. so its time to play i guess I'm not good with social game, and thats why i usually fail at survivor. I always have a good first few days, but then its just me being inactive and skirmming my way until my inevitable premerge eviction. But in this game im literally going to pull all the stops i can. I will start to set up my reputation as a good survivor player. And it starts here. Even if nobody pms me I will take this game by storm. Meaning right now its getting good with the influential such as Jay and Drew. They have a few buds on the other tribe, and working with them can only help me when we hit merge. i'm also going to keep Chrissa tight because she is just such a good ally, but its also going to be hard to protect her as she is such a shit competitor. But thats all plans let me talk about to cast Cameron: Love cameron our last org played together we made final 3, and he asked me to cut him. I will keep him under my sphere of influence especially since he said he isnt familiar with this group of players Chrissa: I also love chrissa. She can be a little annoying sometimes, but she always has good intentions. She is fiercely loyal, and thats something great to have in an ally because numbers are more important in survivor than big brother Constance: I don't like him. I want nothing to do with him. The closest association I ever had with constance was us two being on the same cast reveal post. And I'm far more than content with that interaction. He's from facebook, and that means he is going to stir the pot when there isn't any stirring necessary. He is going to make a move just to make a move, and if I cut him earlier the better. But if I can work with him, and test and experience how he plays this game. I do think it would be more entertaining Drew: I have good relations with him but really havent played an org with him. I have no intentions on backstabbing him especially in this cast. I do think he will either slide into the shadows, or emerge as the person calling the shots for this tribe. Jay: Same as Drew tbh. They're together as a duo, so anything one does the other will follow. I'm not going to beef with him Jill: I haven't met Jill before this. but she is the driest person i have pm'd in a while. Me and her are having forced small talk, but i dont want to lose connections with her yet. I'm hoping she isnt well liked or well received so she can leave. Reagan: Me and her have butted heads so many times in vls. If you wanted a fight. Its going to be between me and her i bet your hat. Sam: I dont know if he's a newbie or from a community. But me and him kicked things off really well, and I'm feeling natural chemistry with him. I'll keep him near my sphere of influence for sure. Roxy: Going against Roxy is such a stupid move. Because she's just going to waste her whole entire game trying to vote you off. She gets really bitter easily, and i dont know what the hell she's saying half of the time. I dont understand her game or her mouth so im just gonna let her be...

[12:25:40 PM] 👑 Queen Roxy 👑: dam stop tryna out do my intro do I have to add my likes too? tch [12:25:48 PM] 👑 Queen Roxy 👑: I like big BUTTS and I cannot lie [12:25:53 PM] Chrissa Bullard: lol [12:26:54 PM] 👑 Queen Roxy 👑: okay Ill admit idc about the size of your butt [12:27:01 PM] 👑 Queen Roxy 👑: even if you have a small butt id still potentially like u [12:27:12 PM] 👑 Queen Roxy 👑: but yall are gay so like what can a straight gal like me do [12:27:29 PM] Chrissa Bullard: hello sam and roxy with her butt equality [12:29:22 PM] Jill: if u wanna be my friend add me and SAY hey bc i forget to add people [12:29:53 PM] 👑 Queen Roxy 👑: and I say HEY what a wonderful kinda day [12:29:54 PM] Jill: also msg me ur pronouns thanks [12:29:57 PM] 👑 Queen Roxy 👑: you can learn and work and play [12:30:26 PM] 👑 Queen Roxy 👑: my pronouns are "my lord" and "your highness" [12:30:51 PM] 👑 Queen Roxy 👑: I said I was a she cause dan didn't take me seriously even tho imma hella serious [12:30:52 PM] Cameron Bee-Culpepper (Atomic Admin): my pronouns are he/they and they are actually serious :) [12:31:02 PM] 👑 Queen Roxy 👑: oi how dare you say I aint serious [12:31:36 PM] Chrissa Bullard: your highness is serious do not get my lords pronouns wrong :P [12:31:41 PM] 👑 Queen Roxy 👑: :/ I'm the lord and the queen roxy herself [12:31:42 PM] Chrissa Bullard: seriously though [12:31:47 PM] 👑 Queen Roxy 👑: of course my pronoun is your highness [12:31:57 PM] 👑 Queen Roxy 👑: thank you ! see? chrissa gets it! [12:32:02 PM] 👑 Queen Roxy 👑: look I even have a crown as proof [12:32:07 PM] Chrissa Bullard: true [12:32:13 PM] 👑 Queen Roxy 👑: i trans-itioned from being a commoner to being a queen [12:32:51 PM] 👑 Queen Roxy 👑: also if i don't pm you its cause i avoid social interactions at all times [12:33:00 PM] Chrissa Bullard: a mood [12:33:05 PM] 👑 Queen Roxy 👑: and i haven't left my house in 9 days [12:33:13 PM] 👑 Queen Roxy 👑: apart from an hour once to go to the gym [12:33:17 PM] 👑 Queen Roxy 👑: i haven't recovered since i take medicine. its called coffee. it helps releave the symptoms of being dead inside

My tribe is probably going to be useless. Which means that we have to turn it OUT for immunity. Randy, Roxy and I are all attempting to make flags. I have faith in Randy's abilities... roxy, not so much. But she does have a good artistic ability, so I hope she turns it out for this. We can hope. We can hope.

Blah blah blah. Confessional confessional. The immunity comp is a flag making competition. Which means i can’t really participate. The one we have so far tho is super cute!! There’s a Julia on our tribe. I have to start learning people’s names. Ugh. Too much work.

I think like our tribe will win immunity, looking at cadejo’s scores, they seem like flops I mean that tribe is super ugly so ya know… cute is gonna devour gorgeous. Anyways Anthony is doing great at the flag I gave him the ideas, he executed them for me so everyone is great. Also i got this red KEY

I really don't like my tribe but I think I like the other tribe even less just from the few people I've encountered before or at the very least heard about. If anything though that's great for me because I have all of two or three people I remotely care about so I have no issues with taking people out.

RANDY'S FLAG LOOKS TERRIBLE! but we're going with that one anyway!!! even though its literally furry meme nonsense!!! so i hope to god i dont get targetted when we lose bc i made an effort not to be a grumpy ass beyotch!

ummm roxy said she and sam wanna align with me!! it's so early!!! I may work with Reagan bc we worked together previously I think!! Everyone else seems fine. I'm gunna msg drew and everyone else tomorrow or later and say hey I've been napping!!! Go team

I honestly think im going because peop le don't tell me anything I'm scared

[3/28/18, 1:55:57 AM] Drew (heuse1ac): "I love y-...ughch..." [3/28/18, 1:56:05 AM] Drew (heuse1ac): Cameron 2k18 im just gonna put this here ;)

Anyway. Here's some tea. Roxy thinks I talk too much about being in the hospital. Sorry sweaty, I'm disabled, I'm gonna be in the hospital. And I have the right to talk about whatever I want. ANYWAY, Constance, the literal loml, gave me this tea so that's great. I LOVE HIM. So we made an alliance of me and drew, because drew has a "bad reputation" (sweetie, you were the one making tasteless comments night one, let's not get it twisted here!!) We talk a bunch, we have good laughs, and we head to bed. I went into this round wanting to target Roxy anyway, but she just went painted a bullseye on her back for me!

This first round felt so nostalgic to me, in the sense that being gone from these games for a while allowed me to step back and revitalize the way that I play games. In the beginning of the game, I felt an immediate connection with Cameron. He is someone who has a really nice, personable outlook as a person and I could see myself becoming really good allies and friends outside of this game. I also really enjoy Drew, Sam and Jill. Drew: I was excited to see him in this game because we just met a few days before the game started because he flirted with me a little and I thought he was a nice guy in general. I haven't had the chance of getting to know him all that well yet, though he stated to me that he will not write my name down throughout the game when we were first added to the tribe, so I hope that stays as promised. Sam: We both come from the same community but we both individually transferred to Tumblr at different points in time. I don't know him well enough to say he could be someone I stay with for the long run, but I have had a few calls with him and he seems pretty straightforward about what he wants in this game and where he wants to go. I'll leave it at that for now. Jill: She is literally everything that is me. "I'm going to see my sugar daddy," "I am eating a whole barbecque chicken pizza to myself," "I need money" I LOVE THIS CHICK! We need to align and become friends for sure because I can't see myself without her! One smaller relationship I have is with Chrissa and that will require some work on my part, both game wise and friend wise included. We had a rough past on a personal note but we are working our ways around it to become friends again on a personal level, not even on a game level. I feel like if Chrissa is able to handle herself in this game with me the way she did in Arrakis ages ago, she should be good to go with me! The people I really don't talk with or connect with right now are Jay, Roxy, Randy and Regan. - Jay just hasn't spoken a lot, but that may be subject to change? - Regan has this huge negative perception that everyone has given about her and I'm honestly not about holding past games or whatnot against anyone. If she is as crazy or as ballistic as people say she is then that will happen on it's own accord. - Randy is..Randy. I'm not really putting a whole lot here. He comes off extremely weird to me and I'm not feeling it. - Roxy and Randy both share the same trait they don't mind expressing: their messy players. I'm not one to want to play with people who are going to knowingly make things difficult for me in this game moving forward. I feel like getting out people who tend to be wildcards for my individual game will boost my ability to better know the personalities I surround myself with. Intended Target: Roxy Reason: I had a call with Sam and discussed some feelings about the challenge for the flag that had taken place. In my individual opinion, expressing the idea of putting in effort for a challenge and then doing the opposite of what you said you would do, shows a false sense of sportsmanship and that bothers me. Roxy said she would make a temporary flag as a concept, but never did and constantly said "I'm lazy, so I don't want to do it." Adding on to the reason above, I was asked if I wanted to be added to a call with Sam by Roxy as they were both speaking with each other and I said I wouldn't mind joining. We both tried asking Roxy about potential ideas for the vote off and Roxy made it clear that Regan would be too easy to get rid of. Then came the critical point of the conversation where Roxy would bring up Cameron and Drew's names, stating that Drew apparently has a bad or weird reputation in the Tumblr community of games, but this is COSTA RICA not any other game. She also stated in regards to Cameron word for word that, "I just think Cameron talks about themselves too much in the main chat, and that brings people to feel for them more, and that makes them look bad" and this was in relation to when Cameron stated he was in the hospital. I found that to be extremely bothersome because otherwise, Cameron has never talked about himself constantly or anything like that. My intentions are to pull myself, Drew, Cameron, Jill, Sam and Jay to vote out Roxy. I started the idea when I asked Sam on call blatantly and he agreed and I calmly took it by step. That's all I have folks! I hope this works out and if for some odd reason I go home first, well then it was fun while it lasted!

Okay so I need to catch yall up on how shit can turn into bliss SO reward I literally ate shit in. i scored to lowest out of everybody in the whole cast. Making myself inferior to competition flops like Chrissa. So that wasnt really well. However my soccial game has been stepping up. Even though im lacking a little bit in the pm part of my game. I have been having good chemistry with literally everybody in the tribe chat. I have also led us in the flag immunity. So me and Cameron made a flag. And the tribe had to pick which one, and it was pretty set even. I do think the end result wouldve been the same but it was nice to see people on my side and supporting me. So then we lose the tribal flag, and im literally yeeted away from the tribe. Which is really good since with this tribal vote i wouldve been thrown under the bus. allegedely roxy has been throwing names around, and had i stayed in the tribe it might of been my name that was thrown around since it was my flag that lost. so im happy to avoid the drama of the first vote. but now that people have bonded since roxy's polarization im starting to become more outcasted. I just need go stronger for immunities and amp up my social game even more. Since ive been to the other tribe I have a feeling on whats happening. Cole is aligned with all them bitches. Literally Madison Louise are people he's played with before, and when we talked in pms he said this tribe is full of his friends. He is very safe in his tribe which is really nice. Since the League of Gays need to work together at the merge : ~)

#survivorcostarica

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leinatch · 7 years

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Fun Stranger

So, i'm coming late. Literally, late for about an hour and half. And, i believe the seminar just began 30 minutes ago. Why? Cuz... Indonesian. Nope. Jakarta citizen do and understand this damn much. Start from transportation and so on. Well, we know right? Yup. It shouldnt be an excuse. So, dont copy mine. Mrs Susi said "tidak boleh. Tidak sehat".

Then, i see the chairs. Not gonna sit on the first three lines. This is not class. Second, i'm late. Please.. Try to not distract others. So... I pick the fifth lines. Its near the door. Then, as eastern used to say "permisi", right?

When my ass touch the chair, suddenly i felt something from the right of me. I still focus with my breathe (yes, i'm running to the venue) and prepare my mind to be on the venue. Wait, put the curious thingy inside. Yup. Right there. I paused for a seconds. *feel the vibe* ('kay, not fault. Guess so me having monologue). I dont turn my head to right. Nope. I'm late, remember? I focused on the seminar for the whole session one.

The speaker says "okay. We'll break for about an hour and going back again to this room. Happy lunch time". I pack my stuff then, wait, why is she not stand up? When i stand up, she also stand up. For a miliseconds, i surprised. Never experience this before.

**monologue**

☺Wait, did she wait for me?

😆FOR REALL?! WHOA, THIS GIRL BROKE YOUR RECORD DUDE. DOES SHE, DOES SHE?

☺Yeah! I had the same thing like you. We'll see. And, lets behave for a moment, will ya?

😆I know, i know. I'm going to watch ya. Ciao~

**end of monologue**

Me: hei

JS: hei

Me: lunch time 😄

JS: sendirian?

Me: me? Yup. Literally, sendirian. Single *insert fun face here*. Lu gimana?

JS: ngga, ada cowo gw di sebelah

Me: *ouch!* oh, darimana betewe? *sodorintangan

JS: *salaman* dari Bandung. Ke sini pas diajakin aja ama cowo gw

Me: *ngutmanggut* rajin ya. Jauh-jauh menimba ilmu loh

JS: hahaha.. Ngga, kebetulan gw juga udah ada jadwal dari Jumat. Gw pikir yodahlah, skalian sebelum balik ke Bandung

*bla-bla-bla*

Then, we get in convo for about 15 minutes before her boyfriend came out and yeah, she introduced me to her boyfriend. Then, i excuse myself to somewhere. In the middle of convo i mention an acquintances that i just knew about a week ago. We have something in common coincidently. I wanna laugh so hard. How could it be? (No, i dont laugh that moment)

It was sweet surprise due to the gloomy weather. And, that day was a first day of the month. Actually, i'm interest with her background. Seems fun and challenging.

#funstranger #dailylife

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jeanettef · 7 years

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Letter from the past that I have never send

Dear P,

I dont understand why its steal hurts me that you forget me, thet you didnt care to write me, didnt care to talk with me, didnt care to be true with me... I sopose to know that its only words and you only tell me what i want to hear. You didnt want to continue talk with me after I come back to poland, but I was writing so you felt like you have to anwser me. Later you was tired of it and anwser with more time. You only write me first one time when you needed grafica things, if not this you probably wouldnt write me...I write you first most of the time in our conversations. I think if I wouldnt write you, we wouldnt talk, because you didnt care to talk with me or to know how I am. I knowed how thigs are for reall, that is only words and you dont have feelings for me... but I wanted to belive in this,I lied myself because I knowed that the true is going to hurt me so much, so I pretent that all is ok and that you care something about me. But when I look from bigger perspective I see that even first day you try so much to kiss me, you told me that maybe you could have sex with me... and I start to think that you wanted to meet with me because you wanted to have good time, do sexual things and later nothing more, is perfect situation I would go to poland and we dont see anymore probably never. Later when we start to meet in your flat we did a lot sexual things, yes I like it, but its not ok , I feel like you only wanted this things, dont want talk or know me better... you didnt ask too much about me. when we did things in your bed, you tried to tell me something that I will agree you to put head of your dick in me. I wasnt ready for that, I knowed that its not going to be only head, you wanted more. When you knowed I was a virgin after this time of try to fuck me you was tired of me because you couldnt have normal sex with me. I ask you some times why you didnt want to have sex with me in that last days before i go to poland, you never anwser. this hurt me, I felt rejected and it wasnt the first time, I felt bad that I dont turn you on and your dick couldnt even stay hard the last day. the last day I felt so humilated, so stupid, that I cant turn you on , that you dont want with me , that you dont care to spend time with me...

I only wanted to be close with you. We were next to each other in the same room but we werent together, you were doing your things and dont even listen when I try to tell you some things. I missed you being in the same room because I couldnt talk with you or hug you. I always hug you when we go to sleep together, but you didnt..I wanted this, I wanted you hug me and show me that for you I m important and I just wanted to feel you close. You said sometimes that you love me... why you did this? why? I dont know if I can belive your love, in belmez I wanted so much it to be true because I start to have big feelings to you so I wanted to belive... but in your home I saw that you dont care to spend time with me, you didnt care to talk with me, after i come back to poland you didnt care to have contact with me or know how I am , on the road from belmez to cordoba in the bus you didnt care to be so close to me, to talk you only though about carnaval, this was more important than me leaving and we never look again... this is how much you loved me, I wasnt important ... you only wanted to have good time withouth problems...

You "promise" me that you will tell me when you will have time to talk on skype, time runs , you finished school, have time but you never write me, you forget about me because you dont care . I was nothing more imortant for you... only a girl like every other girl... you can fuck me and forget me. i was your friend with benefit i think ... but not for me I never treat you like that, i had feelings for you. I think you are good person, I know this, but I let you hurt me. It hurts me that you dont even care to talk with me and that you lied me. You should never lied me about your love to me. You didnt love me... maybe you liked me something. You knowed that I fall in love and its hard for me to say you goodbye , you knowed that I need time to forget you. I know its my fault that I hurt, because I was naive and fall in love and everything, but I cant accept the fact that you lie me about your feelings and you lie me that you will write me when you will have time.... of course you are not going to write me. I m not the girl that forget easylly feelings, I m so stupid in this. I dont know how I can live normally like this, I m so tired with this feelings, I cant belive in people love, care because it can hurt me and I m to weak to feel like this more time. I tried to forget about love and dont want it anymore but I cant lie myself that it was my biggest dream to find love in life and have good familly... but how? its only a dream, nothing more, maybe never come true...to dont get hurt anymore I need to lost my feelings and dont feel anymore so no one could hurt me again. be hurtless, dont belive in people feelings and lies, have only sexual relationship so I dont fall in love . I dont know if I can be that kind of person and fuck withouth feelings, only sex. no more feelings. be a bitch that dont feel nothing. I m not like that. I wanted to finish contact with you in a good way, I wanted t remember only good things of you... but me stupid hear and my stupid mind dont let me forget about you and you didnt help me with it. I m hurt. I felt like I was nothing important for you. I m a really sensetive person and I cant just move on from all this feelings I feel. other thing is that I lost my virginity with you, its a big thing for me. I only wanted to do this with a good person that I can remebere good. and now I destryed because I have also some bad memories with you because of my feelings. I didnt want to regeret lost my virgity, but sometimes I feel like that, I dont like this. it was important for me, I didnt want to hurt about this and now I do. You should stop me from this, you knowed that it was important for me, If you didnt care about me you shouldnt take my virgity.

I autodestruct myself thinking about this. You prabably never though about it. I was just fall in love with you and would do a lot to you. I was happy some time with you, but now I m so sad. was that all worth it...I dont know, I spend more time sad, than happy being with you... its not normal. I m a sick person. I dont live that I m so sensitive and have so strong feelings and cant easyly move on. I m a shit. I know that the biggest fault in my suffering is mine, because you didnt hurt me intentionally ... but you also have some fault you lied me, you said that you love me, you said that you will write me when you will have time but you never did, you knowed me . I dont know if I can send you this message, because this message can destroy a change that we stay in good relations and maybe could see in the future. you choke soetimes that when I will have boyfriend we can do a threesome... I think that this was real thing that you want from me. this kiss with a girl... I mostly did this because I knowed you will like this. I wanted to make you happey, I wanted to make you horny, I wanted to you stay safe and good. I had feelings for you... I steal have feelings but I think this are my sick feelings. I should forget you long ago like you forget me in the moment we said goodbye in cordoba. I cried a lot in a road to barcelona. I crie

Probably you wont understand me because you dont know this feelings. This is life.

09.10.2015

#love #hurt #letter #heartbreak #first love #story time #letter that i have never send #goodbye my lover #forget #forgive #find new happiness #new life

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