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Scottrospective: Scott Pilgrim Vs the Universe or So Sad So Very Very Sad

Hello all you happy Scottaholics! And welcome back to Scottrospective, my 8 part look at Scott Pilgrim: all 6 volumes of the comic as well as the game and movie just in time for their respective 10th Anniversaries. If your just joining us or needa  quick refresher, here are links to the other four parts, in order: Precious Little Life, Vs The World (Comic), Infinite Sadness, and last month’s look at my favorite volume Gets It Together. And if that’s not enough to fill your belly with Scotty Goodness, hop over to my patreon, patreon.com/popculturebuffet.  There you’ll find reviews of all the content I didn’t have time for in the retrospective proper: Free Scott Pilgrim, The Wonderful World of Kim Pine, Monica Beetle, Style, and the bonus comic strips. It’s only a dollar to get access to the bonus reviews, and every bit you can give not only helps me make these reviews int he first place, but gets me closer to my stretch goals, the 25 and 30 dollar ones including looks at O’Malley’s Other Works: Lost At Sea and Seconds for the former and Snotgirl for the latter. 

But more than plugging my past and paid works, there’s something else far more important I need to get to before I get into this one: Thank You. No Seriously thank all of you who have been reading these, liking them. My Precious Little Life Review is easily one of the most liked things i’ve ever had on this blog, getting more viewers every day, and last month’s look at Gets it Together is STILL racking up likes. Given most of my non-duck reviews, paid for and on my own time, tend to be ignored half the time, this just warms my heart. It shows me two great things: that even after a decade Scott Pilgrim still has a huge following and given how young this platform tends to skew that it’s gaining more fans every day, and that people care about what I have to say about htis wonderful comic. It really touches me to both know my voice matters and that something I truly loved as a teen and still do now is STILL picking up more and more fans. What i’m saying is you guys are the best and I wouldn’t be doing these reviews without your support of my very hard work. These are some of the hardest reviews i’ve done at times, but seeing you all enjoy them makes it all worth it. 

As for the Volume itself there’s something I just gotta get off my chest right away: I HATED this volume when it came out. To understand why you have to consider my mental state: I was a teenager at the time, in my junior year of high school. Scott Pilgrim was my goddamn world: while I was picking up comics monthly at the time this was honestly the first north american comic I loved and obessed over and Scott and friends were like family to me. To an awkward teen who couldn’t talk to girls, struggled to keep the video game club a friend founded together in a way that in hindsight was wholly unecessary, and getting messed with due to my anger issues by friend, foe and frenemy alike, Scott was my port in the storm. A sunny version of Tornoto where I could retreat to to feel at peace.

So yeah this shattered the fuck out of that peace and was essentially one long slow motion kick to the balls to a younger me: Hollie gets derailed and horribly betrays Kim, runing my faviorite characters life and leading to her LEAVING, Scott and Ramona’s relationship crumbles, the band breaks up , and the volume ends with Gideon still gunning for our hero because life hadn’t punched him in the face enough for one month. I was livid, not stopping the series, obviously, but upset that everything i’d grown to care about was basically gone in a flash and couldn’t understand WHY O’Malley would fucking do this to me. This volume was also what kept me from re-reading the books for as long as I did as while the rest had fond memories all the ones I had of this one were pure misery.

But by the time i re-read it in december of last year I had two important things in my hands that helped me truly enjoy this one: The first was Volume 6 itself: knowing things would work out, that most of the bad stuff would be undone and in a truly awesome and satisfying way helped.

The other thing was the perspective that came with growing older: For one as an adult while I still like Scott as a character and find him intresting I no longer look up to him, nor put stock in his hapiness for his own. Sure I still care about characters and relate to some, but Bojack Horseman taught me the hard way you CAN’T put all your hopes in a character’s fate or them getting better for you to get better. 

The other is that while this volume again is pretty bleak after a while.. it’s also NECESSARY. Part of the series charm is i’ts realisim and a sad part of real life is people can drift apart from you, and things can change seemingly all at once. And things moving the way they do is necessary for the ending: every step and move here puts things where they need to be for the final chapter.  The pain our heroes go through is necessary so they can all grow.. except Stephen and Wallace. Stephen sucks and Wallace dosen’t need to change. He does need his own spinoff. But for Scott, Ramona and Kim the trials to come are necessary to make them into their best selves by series end. 

So join me under the cut as we get sad so very very sad, this is Scott Pilgrim vs the Universe. 

Precious Little Life:  We open with Scott’s Birthday! Hit it MC Chris!

But yes it’s septmeber and Scott is now 24 years old. Also Julie is there because presumibly Stephen dredged her out of her swamp for the evening despite Julie likely not wanting to be there and Scott sure a shell not wanting her there.  He vows that he will be the best 24 year old ever...... yeah let’s take a brief look into the future to see how that pans out

But we have a full volume and more metaphorical rakes to whack Scott in the face before that paticular one. 

A MONTH AND A FEW DAYS LATER

It’s the day of the dead, whoa ho way down in Tornoto. It’s hosted by Satan Herself, who dosen’t realize the holiday for hags was yesterday. This is for remembering the dead and rising out of the grave to go resuce your young wards by ramming a bunch of guys in butterfly costumes with your car or stealing your children’s kidneys.  This is Rat Girl’s new place, a fancy loft she and 3 other girls went on to throw the best parties beaause of course. She’s also a bitch to our hero and heroine because of course. 

But Scott soon has more important things to worry about: Ramona spots his next two opponents.. the twins hinted at last time, Kyle and Ken Kataynagi, Perfect Jerk and Handsome Asshat respectively.

Kyle and Ken are easily the least intresting of the 7 exes. With the other 4 so far having been a loveable ham, a stoic movie star whose suprisingly nice and dies via skateboard, a gloriously douchey and dumb psychic evil version of our much more loverable dumb douche with personal connections to both him and Ramona, and Roxy who was genuinely sympathetic, held back by her own selfishness and anger.. we get.. two smug assholes who use robots. Their not UNINTRESTING, the robots have cool designs and the fight with them is genuinely exciting.. but they just don’t have the charisma or personal factor. Their jsut two assholes ramona dated at the same time who happen to know more about her well guarded past than the other exes and are more liable to bring it up.. and even then it’s not anything new as Envy pulled similar tactics far more intrestingly in volume 3. THey don’t ruin the volume or anything, thier fine, but I just wish O’Malley had done more. Especially since he clealry had more intresting ideas with them: the sound battle we saw in the movie was an early draft of this and one early draft had Scott’s previously unseen brother Laurence working with them. I don’t knowWHY he scrapped that as it raises the stakes and makes this far more personal for Scott. Which at this point is what the exes SHOULD be: Todd and Roxy BOTH were more personal threats, Todd being his ex’s boyfriend and first love and Roxy being a genuine competior for Ramona. These guys again are just two douchers who show up because we need 7 douchers to complete the doucher circle. 

So the twins declare their not going to fight scott.. and instead send a tiny robot to fight him. Awww. But for this fight O”Malley does something really intresting and creative.. he dosen’t focus on it. No really Ken and Kyle are dicks to Ramona so Kim wisely gets her out of there, and the two have a casual talk on the balcony while Ramona smokes. It’s some fun banter between the two that both shows why their shipped to all hell. The two just play off each other really damn well. Though we also get Craphole asking people if they want to come watch Scott get beat up because the worst. 

Something important character stuff comes up though: As was shown last time at her rightful rage that Stephen HAD an opportunity to book a gig and kept refusing it for his fecking album, Kim is still fairly salty about the whole recording an album bullshit. The biggest part of it..

It’s something you really DON’T expect to here coming out of kim: that she really LIKED the band. But beneath the pillar of salt she puts out daily... these were her friends, this was getting to do something creative and passionate, and it was a break from the daily grind. Even if her job isn’t TERRIBLE, getting to watch movies and hang out with her best friend Clerks style.. it’s still a retail job and those still weigh on you.. though frankly i’d take one of those over food service but sadly tha’ts what i get most of the time. This was fun.. and Stephen ripped that away from her for his own selfish reasons. No one else in the band really cared about making an album.. if Stephen REALLY wanted to find a more professional band.. then he should’ve just told them so Scott and Kim could find someone else to do guitars for them. Instead he forced them into doing something they don’t want to do and refuses to actually play shows, which COULD help both perfect songs for the album version and get them new fans for said upcoming album and provide them recurring venues to SELL said album,  because he really just wants to be with Joseph and fuck anyone else. Stephen is really just an inhernetly selfish git and i’ll get more into that in a bit. But first Wallace has a text for Scott. 

Now I COULD have just skipped over this.. but I didn’t want to. Plus we dont’ se Wallace for a while in this story so i’m taking what I can get. 

So back to Stephen being a repugnant ass. I’ve been waiting for this scene for the entire retrospective. I”ve hinted at it, and largely blamed it for why I hate him so damn much. The time is nigh to explain WHY. 

Stephen is with Knives, as the two are close friends and such. Stephen expalins Sex Bomb-Omb isn’t playing because he and the personfication of bitchiness broke up. Which knives points out is for...

But it’s clear from context this was the LAST time. Why he still got invited I dunno, plot convience. So far so normal.. until Stephen picks up that Knives is STILL hung up on Scott. Which is understandable crushes can last a while but i’ts equally understandable that Stephen is utterly baffled by it. Which I get,  I didn’t make an entire tom lucitor retropsecitve because I liked that his relationship with Star ended with him stepping aside due to what the show thought was “true wuv” but what comes off instead as his self loathing casuing him to blame himself for a realtionship that’s crumbling for reasons that aren’t his fault. 

And his actions here are incredibly well meant: He bluntly gives Knives the wake up call she DOES need: Scott cheated on her, he dated her because she was easy to date, strung her along for a bit while seeing someone else, then dumped her with not one care for her well being. That is stuff she NEEDS to get into her head so she can move on. She needs to see him for what he IS and not for what she’s built him up as in her head. And while yeah his rant DOSNE’T take into account the fact Scott geninely tried to make up for his actions in volume 3, Stephen wasn’t there for that and Knives probbably didn’t tell him about it.  So from his point of view scott broke her heart and did nothing.. and evne IF he knew that, Scott still hasn’t tried to do anything since despite Knives still being obessed with him nor come clean to her or Ramona at any point. Scott deserves this call out and the consequences that come with it. 

So your probably wondering WHY I hate Stephen because of this scene when he’s you know, RIGHT. Well it’s simple: being right dosen’t save you from being a MASSIVE hypcorite. He’s railing on Scott for cheating and hurting someone.. when he cheated on Julie and would’ve hurt her if she had the capacity for human emotion, empathy, or self awarness. The ending of the last volume and how bad, even for them, their relationship was implied the hell out of it, with him nervous when she brings up being paranoid over knives.. as if he WAS cheating. on One Face just not with a teenage girl but a grown ass man who hates everyone as much as BLARARARGAGAG does. 

Not only that.. but he was with Julie for the SAME DAMN reasons Scott was with Knives: it was easy. Now I WILL grant Stephen some sympathy: he’s a queer man and as one myself, bi for the record, I GET how fucking hard it is to come to terms with that, that what you thought you were isn’t ENITRELY true or, if Stephen is gay and not bi or pan, ENIRELY FALSE. So I do have some care that it was hard for him to sort all this out. I do and that Jospeh could’ve seduced him or what not. We don’t have all the context here. But he STILL cheated at the end of the day instead of telling her he was queer until MONTHS later.  And why yes the fact I have to feel bad for JULIE does make it that much worse. And yes their relationsihp COULD simply be that toxic or she could’ve gaslit him, but it seemed more like their relationship was messy breakups and getting back together over and over. While Julie IS vile, she’s not a domestic abuser mental or physical as far as I can tell. She’s a bitch and their relatioship is unehlathy but there was no indication their relationship involved gaslighting or evne phsyical violence: it was just fucked from minute one. So yeah he stayed in an awful relationship beacuse it was easier than coming out, when he should’ve broken it off as soon as it was clear he and Joseph were actually going somewhere. Waiting while he figured out who he was is one thing, tha’ts fiar, but cheating on someone just because you don’t have the nerve to break it off with them when their genuinely awful to you and your only hurting them as much as they can be hurt by dragging this out... yeah that just makes you an ass. 

Another point of contention is that he NEVER called Scott out on this. Never. Not even after this scene. Never encouraged him to tell Ramona or apologize to Knives, again he didn’t know Scott already had tried that. Never gets on him.. he just ignores Scott’s shitty behavior like eveyrone else and unlike Kim, whose still got unresolved feelings and is at the very least clearly bothered by his shitty behavior, and Neil, whose young and thus like me likely looked up to Scott at the time, he dosen’t have an excuse other than “Well I don’t want to ruin our friendship by actually calling him out when he does something objectivionally awful.” Especially since Wallace DID actually take action: he didn’t break up the relationship or say anythign to Ramona, which is wrong... but he did tell scott flat out after his first date with Ramona to break up with Knives. And when Scott chickned out of that, Wallace gave him the ultimatium, may it live in empathy, to do so or he WOULD tell Ramona. And at least Wallace has a motive for not telling Ramona other than “I don’t want to risk my friendship with a guy I really don’t care about and think is shitty”. He wanted to see Scott recover from Envy, something Stephen never gave ONE. SHIT. ABOUT. He saw Ramona was good for him and knew telling her, while the RIGHT thing to do, would severely harm Scott, and by volume 4 leave him homeless. Plus Wallace frankly enabled him for some time anyway, letting him live at their place rent free and paying for all his food and frequently letting Scott steal his credit card. WIth Wallace at least while it’s not the RIGHT move, it’s understandable and complicated vs Stephen who really dosen’t seem to like or get along with Scott after volume 1, suddenly cares what happens to his relationship. 

And what proves this... is this little exchange that ends the conversation. 

Knives despite her issues, despite blinding herself to how Scott treated her, despite everything... thinks Ramona should know. And she’s right. And Stephen KNOWS THIS. He knows it was the right thing to do and just.. takes a swig instead of admitting he’s a fucking hypocrite or explaining himself in any way.  He NEVER cared about Ramona’s feelings or how this would effect her or saw her as important in any way shape or form. Kim at least clearly feels guilty. Wallace clearly is only doing so because it’s better for both her and Scott that their together and is a flawed human being. Stephen.. just dosen’t do so out of some masculine bullshit code of not ratting out your friend and his own cowardace. He clearly COULD go walk up to Ramona right now and tell her, but he won’t. And again I don’t buy he honeslty cares enough about Scott for their friendship to TRULY be enough of a factor to stop that. Fuck. Stephen. Stills. 

So Scott wins naturally, but is bummed there’s no reward.. but Stephen points out there’s tons of free food over yonder so he noms before he and Ramona leave. 

We get some cute domestic bits with Scott and ramona: Scott playing games on her phone all day, the two cooking dinner, and Scott admititng he hasn’t thought of envy at all. “I have you now”. Though through it there are some signs of unease: Scott finds a letter to Gideon, and Ramona asks about her hair and stares out into the window. Nice little hints that even before the big bomb abotu to drop she’s not at ease.. she loves Scott.. but it’s hard for her to let herself BE happy. It’s easy to wager she wasn’t for most of her life. 

Can’t Face Up

So next we find Sex Bomb-Omb working on the album. Or rather Stephen and Joseph are. Scott and Kim are praying for death but death won’t come and Kim wonders why the fuck this isn’t finished. Joseph wants her out of his house... forgetting that Kim lives in said house. 

Still his expressoin implies he’s going to do a murder on her if she stays in the room and since Drummers are hard to come by Stephen spirits them to kim’s room for a band meeting. Turns out they do have a gig but naturally Rosemary’s Baby booked it... and they haven’t practiced in months because Stephen’s a moron. He theorizes it’s Freddy’s Revenge, which is admitely probably valid though Kim can TELL something worse happened Stephen won’t cop to because he’s a piece of shit. I spent several paragraph’s establishing that. They try blaying and two sucktacular minutes i’ts clear their fucked sunday. 

So after a scene of Knives trying HARD to justify Scott’s actions and blame htem on Ramona, to no success, we get one of my faviorite parts of this book: Scott rambling on for god knows how long about the x-men while Ramona gets dressed and is presumibly barely listneing. 

I relate so hard to this it hurts. While not this era I wll GLADLY go on and on about X-Men and anything X-Adjacent at any goddamn opportunity and anyone who reads my blog on a regular basis and you know this. I need to tlak more x-men outside of my slowly failing New X-Men retrospective (Which is on the back burner because no one seeems to genuinely care after chapter one). If I did have a signifgant other, they would probably end up in a situation like this quite a lot and i’d have no shame about it. 

I also love this scene even more as while I DID love x-men at the time, I wasn’t quite the mega fan I was, nor as familiar with Claremont’s long, epic and often fucking weird in the special wonderful way only comics can run. Given I OWN over half his run at this point, that has changed. Though oddly not this part. So not only do I get Scott’s talking about x-men I Know what SPECIFICALLY. 

And for the unitatied, a quick explination of what the fuck Scott’s going on and on about: In the late 80′s, the x-men fought a reality warping malevolent trickster god named the Adversary. IN order to beat him their friend forget had to perform a cermony to lock his ass away that required willingly given life forces. The X-Men did REALLY fucking die.. but the Goddess Roma, daughter of Merlin and enemy of the advesary brought them back to life. With their deaths having been broadcast on live tv, and with tons of dangerous enemies at their heels, the X-Men choose to let the world continue to think they were dead so they could hit said enemies where it hurt.

SO this is where Scott’s story comes in:The X-Men’s first mission was clearing out the reavers, a bunch of racist cyborgs, from a ghost town which they took over as their base. As Scotty said they traveled all over the world, fought aliens, more racists, and then went to New York as it literally went ot hell. it’s a LOT and I haven’t read most of that era. I just know about it. I have read that last part though: the x-men were ambushed while wolveirne was away by said racist cyborgs so Psylocke shoved them through the siege perilous, a gate thingy romana gave them that would give them a new life and amnesia and such, leaving wolveirne to get crucified till Jubilee, who’d been hiding in their base gary busey style, freed him. The two would travel the world, find psylocke body swapped which is why she was asian for several decades, and get into general stuff for a few years real time till the X-Men slowly reunited. And you probbaly dind’t need to hear all of that but your life is better for knowing it. 

As you can tell Ramona’s discontent is mounting. And probably not because of Scott rambling about x-men. Last night he told her about the time Magneto beat them all because they stupidly rushed him one at a time then forced them into high tech chairs while a robotic nanny babbied them and then esecaped because shut up before fighting magneto, getting surrounded by lava and having beast ASSUME they were dead because fuck actually coming back and searching just in case like a rational human being because magma or no the x-men have surivived worse, including the depths of space, and restoring all of reality from scratch.  I may of just read those issues tonight. 

She procedes to make things worse for our hero as when he asks fo rher advice.. she reveals she dosen’t like his band.. and while she means nothing BY that, she’s nice about it, telling him his band sucks days before a sudden show where you guys eat a lot isn’t something you do. Wallace is naturally even less helpful and maybe his not liking the band is why we barely see him interact. Maybe he just figured Stepheen was on the fence sexuality wise but wasn’t willing to put up with Julie to test that. I dunno. 

So at the restraunt Stephen’s a dick, refusing to help Scott with his problems. WHich for once are legitamte as he worries abotu Ramona keeping secrets. He just wants to talk about hte band.. but 48 or something hours after this he has no real plan. 

Scott mopes to Kim about Ramona and she has some sage advice for him...

Also thing one and thing two are at the bar with a remote. This cannot end well... granted givne our heroes are not at all prepared and are playing two diffrent songs, this was never going to end well. 

And things only get worse for Scott in the bathroom.. he’s not there.. but his girlfriend and his ex are. Knives tries to work it out.. but Ramona being a bit short with her, which is fair given Knives tried to stab her a bunch a few months back and never apologized, leading to a quick fight.. but with Knives heart not in it this time and Ramona pissed and this time NOT confsued as to what the hell ihs going on, it ends with Ramona slamming knives into a wall... and Knives sadly revealing the truth to Ramona...

The scene hits like a truck with both devistated.. Ramona not having realized Scott with this shitty.. and Knives FINALLY accepting that he is. Finally letting her obession with him drop and realize what he was and what he did and let the full impact hit. The last part also hits hard “No One Else Would’ve Told You’.  It’s a sad hard truth and it’s CLEARLY something that hits both women hard.  For Knives it’s realizing Kim and Stephen, who she’s increidbly close to at this point, both don’t have the stomach to do the right thing, and thus hid this from her and Ramona. Stephen DID tell her.. but he still didn’t have the guts to tell RAMONA nor the actual care. It’s the realization the people she looked up to truly let her down and that she had to do what they couldn’t, even if it tore her apart to do it. For Ramona it’s realizing her closest friends outside of Scott could’ve told her and never did. No matter how close she’s gotten to Kim and Wallace, neither gave a fuck about her rights or her need to know. 

So Ramona is rattled and barely speaks while Scott has been fighting anothe rrobot and ends the gig accidnetly smashing his bass. Stephen is pissy with him and blames hi mfor runing the gig, which turned out to be a trap anyway complete with fliers. 

Ramona decides to gently throw him out as he forgot his keys while his other friends won’t house him leaving him with the one friend he has who dosen’t hate him right now. WALLACE!

The Glow:

So at Casa De Welles, Wallace has some buddy time, not making any bones about the fact Ramona clearly threw Scott out for the night and wearing a neat robe. Scott mopes about the fact he hasn’t met mobile whose apparenlty on the astral plane. I wonder if he has any buisness with Emma.. I mean the x-men did live in san fran sicsio but given decimation didn’t have many psychics. Might’ve been tryign to get another one. THey didn’t have a whole island that walks like a man yet.  And while Wallace wasn’t in much of a coaching mood last time he is willing to help. He couldn’t get bupkiss on the twins since Scott can’t even remember their names, but he did pull off a miracle. Despite their being a million Gideons in New York.. Wallace found THE Gideon. Granted all he got was his full name, Gideon Gordon Graves, and a few burry photos, one with Ramona confirming this is our douche, but given he had only a first name and an ex to work with this is some damn fine work. Wallace asks scott about his future with Ramona but he just.. has no earthly idea because of course he dosen’t. He hasn’t REALLY thought about what comes after beating the exes because he never thinks anything through. Interesting stuff The next day Scott meets up with Kim at No Account Video and we get our first, and I mean literally first, indiciation things are falling apart with her and Hollie. Scott wants to say hi, Kim refuses him and gives a smart ass comment when he asks if them being roomates isn’t working out. He wasn’t even being a dick it’s just clear SOMETHING bad’s going on she won’t talk about because she puts up walls around hrself on a GOOD day and this clearly isn’t one.

It gets worse when they stop by Stephen’s place only to find Neil whose both taken up a combination of smoking and moping in a dark room. Never a good sign. Nor is Stephen apparenlty being at band practice.. meaning either he lied to Neil about where he went.. or he already started the band we’ll see him with next volume and is already stabbing his friends in the back. There wasn’t much to like about the guy to BEGIN with, but his behavior just gets worse with every volume and it’s reached it’s apex here. The speech was shitty enough, I spent several paragraphs explaning why, but the rest of his behavior isn’t much better. He abandoned two people who were, for god knows what reason loyal to him and abandoned the band because of some bearded asshole probably encouraging him to. 

We also get some telling behavior on Kim’s part. Whlie she’s usually morose around Scott in the face of this both just hang out, it’s plesant. She even smiles when she asks if it’s going to be a regular occurance when he stays with her that night. Granted she brings back her frown soon after, but as has been clear her feelings for him never really went away entirely, and this is the closest the two have been in volumes, just enjoying each others company. It’s also telling that Scott trusts kim with a favor.

We see the favor the next page: Kim hangs out with Ramona.. and Scott marchs in completely on purpose soon after. Granted Kim probably didn’t know THIS was part of the plan, and it’s mildly stupid.. but it DOES show progress for Scott. Keep in mind his usual tactic is “avoid the fuck out of it and hope it goes away’ So ACTUALLY wanting to talk about things and find her again, and not doing it in a creepy way but simply drawing her out with a friend, shows SOME maturlity. It’s still not the most mature.. but with Ramona clearly not wanting him at their place, her work not having a set location as she just picks stuff up and drops it off (And even if she’s picking up packages at the post office we don’t know which one or if there’s multiple and even if we did scott sure as hel l does not), he was out of options. It also WORKS, with Ramona breaking her mopeynesss to laugh and Kim stunned it didn’t just piss her off further. 

So we find out what happened with Hollie when Scott brings up jason. She points out they were dating but... welllllllll

Yeah... as you could probably tell I do not like this plot point at all. For one thing we never really got to KNOW Jason, and with him and Hollie getting a little too cozy at the end of the last volume...

It’s clear his ONLY roll in the story was to be there so Hollie could betray Kim in some way. And look I get a LOT in this series happens while we’re not looking, ti’s part of it’s charm. Things not pausing for the side cast is a trope I enjoy: it allows some things to progress faster and allows for some intresting stories when the main cast catches up. Steven Unvierse and Ducktales both used this well as does Scott Pilgrim but all three weren’t immune to someitnes goofing up and taking it too far. 

This whole situation is that: Hollie is a character I got attached to: She had a great report with kim, they were really close and she offered her a place to stay when it was clear she was miserable with the four horseman of the bitchpocalypse she lived with. So while having her suddenly heel turn is realistic... it just feels thorughly unsatisfying. We do not see Hollie again after she’s sudeenly derailed, so we never get to see what she’s apparenlty REALLY like or get any explination why this happened. Suddenly Kim’s best friend is a douchebag even though it makes no sense for her character. Just because in real life people can turn out to be really shitty on a dime dosen’t mean it’s a neat thing to READ in a story and it feels like a waste of what was one of the series best side characters. And granted i’ve been through FAR worse treatment of side characters, trust me but this one still blows to this day and if there is a netflix adaptation this either needs to not happen or have actual depth. Seriously Netflix your adapting everything else, get on the bus already. 

Scott is GENUINELY apologetic, we’ve rarely seen him this nice but he genuinely feels bad for her.. and unlike Stephen’s thing it’s okay to feel shitty someone got cheated on even if you were a cheater in the past. As I said Stephen wasn’t wrong about how Scott treeted knives.. he just also was trying to take moral high ground which Knives proved he absolutely did not have in seconds.

This triggers Ramona’s glow, the squggly line thing that shows up over her head ocasoinally.. and while Ramona grills Scott... Kim just finally asks what the hells up with her head. Scott’s reaction is “OH good you guys see it too”. Kim does try to show it to ramona but it’s gone by then and she drops it for now and outside encourages her to come to Julie’s latest shitty party.. I mean their miserable but at least it gives thems omething to do

So we get another instalment of “Scott rambles about the X-Men” or New Mutants in this case as we’re talking about Magik, Aka Illyana Rasputin 

So for the long version: The X-Men were staying at a creepy temple that Magneto had been working out of beause the mansion was being repaired. Colossus, everyone’s favorite Russian and Deadpool co-star, had his kid sister Illyana with him as Arcade, a ginger maniac assasian whose gimmick is creating elaborate murder theme parks, kidnapped her in a plot to get the x-men to fight Dr. Doom for him. Given this was during the Cold War they coudln’t exactly take her back, so she stayed with the X-Men and her beloved big brother. 

So naturlaly the spooky temple decorated in Cthulu’s had a portal to hell in it and  an evil and genirc looking fucker named Belasco kidnapped her to a hell dimension known as Limbo>  the X-Men went after her as you’d expect and things got WEIRD as due to some complicated and weird time dialition stuff I sitll don’t quite understand there ended up being two copies of the x-men: ours who came in right after, and a second batch who stayed there for about 7-8 years and got warped by Bellsaco’s magic as he killed or changed most of them. As a result Storm became a sorcerer to fight back, Kitty Pryde became some sort of cat creature and Kurt became a creepy evil version of himself. Illyana stayed htere, learned magics from both storm and asshole, learned to fight from cat kitty, and eventually escaped after a lot of horrible bullshit, hardnered and with her soul scarred from it, now a teenager. She joined the New Mutants, the training class of x-men in the comics, soon after. She’s a member agian in present day, one of the great captains of Krakoa, and one of the two co-leaders of Krakoa’s younger mutants, i.e. 20 something to teens and kids. 

This is the best of the two scenes as the narrative , or at least Scott’s versions parallels Ramona’s own; Getting taken in by an evil man and feeling tainted by that. 

So at the party Ramona runs into Neil whose a dick about it and with some girl. She WAS going to be fleshed out more in the original draft but Brian ended up scrapping it for time, but does regret it. It’s here we get Neil’s face punchingly dickish comment that’s also a massive hint as to Stephen’s sexuality. 

Yeah even if Stephen’s been an UTTERLY shitty friend to him.. this was uncalled for even for the late 2000′s. What a prick. I do like the arc of Neil slowly falling apart though getting more and more bitter as his old friends abandoned him casually, especailly Stephen. While his comment was still HORRIBLY unwarranted even with Stephen being a dipshit. 

Speaking of assholes we get our last major with Julie who berates Scott for grabbing some booze and brings in the twist. I’m.. i’m not even bothering to give her an insluting and weird nickname. She’s still a HORRIBLE piece of shit, as she brought Scott’s enemies there to try and beat him to death for her own amusment and berated him for getting booze at a party she CLEARLY expected him to come to, but she’s ALMOST gone. Seriously after this she’s GONE for the volume and barely in the rest of the series. So i’d rather celebrate FINALLY having earned my freedom over worrying about her any more than i have to. Cue the music!

So with that Kyle.. or is it Ken. 

But the blonde one needles ramona, giving her her faviorite booze and telling her “this is all just temproary”

So Ramona gets all glowy.. and Kim gets her phone out....

The Universe Fights Back So in a random bedroom Ramona gives up the ghost: SHe DOES know what that is she just can’t tell Kim. Kim accepts it and they share some drinks. Scott, after beheading the douche bros latest science project, joins them and we get a lovely scene of the three drinking and bonding and geneuinely just having a good time. Though Kim DOES mention that she wants to go back to school.. This will naturally be very important. 

What’s more important is this scene is ENITRELY while I poly ship these three dum dums. I mean while part of thier hapiness here is their blasted out of hteir heads, it’s also just Kim’s wall sbeing down. She tells the two she loves them, and I think MEANS IT. Not to mention this...

Okay maybe it’s just the two of them but they also love Scott. And again I get htier VERY obviously drunk.. but given Kim and Ramona are clearly actively supressing any bi parts of themselves most of hte time this is telling. The fact Ramona asks kim to sleep in THIER bed, likely with them, is ALSO very telling and Kim only dosen’t because their using sub space. No really that’s the only reason this volume didn’t end VERY diffrently with the three of htem having a three way before the argument coming up.. and possibly fixing said argument by having kim to mediate. I mean I get Scott’s not a big part of this so if you don’t want to ship him with them and just leave them alone that’s fine, ut I like the idea of them as a throuple: they ballance each other out.. and frakly with Scott’s irresponsblity and Ramona’s emotoinal issues they need someone to call them b oth out in the relationship, while these two are two of the only three people in the work i’ve seen Kim take her walls down for. Not even Jason got that, but Jason was also a carboard cutout. 

Things take a turn from Kim.. from an almost threesome where she CLEARLY would be getting most of the attention... to two assholes kidnapping her. Now while I don’t like the twins that much their plan for the final act IS actually clever: their the first ones to think to actually use the people Scott cares about.. or anything resembling strategy really. Matt just charged int here, Lucas coudln’t give less of a fuck, Todd just used brute strength like a teletkentic juggernaught, and Roxy DID use some but it was less to actually fight scott and more to get into ramona’s pants again. The twins see Kim clearly still loves Scott, and that while he acts aloff to her sometimes she really is one of his best friends. No really, think about it. Wallace is his BEST friend.. but Kim sticks by him even when he’s shitty, calls him out when needed, and despite her grumpiness is the one who has the most faith in him out of ANYONE. It’s a large point of the volume: she dosen’t bother watching the fights.. because she belivies he’ll win simply because he’s Scott. That’s love right there. The kind of love that gets you kidnapped as part of an elaborate scheme but love nonetheless. 

So we then get the scene that’s been coming for five volumes... after having sex, Ramona confronts Scott. While Scott admits he didn’t cheat on her with knvies, the other way around, that’s not better. He admits he’s been trying to forget about it.. and she calls him a bad person. And that. .hits him hard. While he DESERVES scorn for what he did... as he puts it next he’s been trying to change for her. To BE better. And all she sees, and outright confirms is another evil ex in waiting with Scott DESPERATE to prove her wrong and wrongly thinking beating the next three exes will fix this. It’s a VERY hard sceen to watch as while Scott does deserve this.. it’s also hard not to feel bad for him too. It really sums up the character: He is a dick.. but he’s TRYING to be better. He WANTS to be, he just dosen’t know how. And MAN can I relate to that.  It dosen’t help that Ramona is clearly projecting her own insecurties about this lasting, about actually being happy and about this really being her life onto him, using this as an easy out after having a month of doubt. Yes Scott did something unbelivibely shitty.. but both are trying to take the easy way out of it instead of genuinely discussing why it’s shitty, what he did was wrong and geniuinely unpacking if this is the end. Ramona clearly wants to bail, and Scott clearly just wants to punch a few guys to make it better. Neither thing will work. They need to work thorugh their issues to work... but neither is capable of that right now. They both want to run from the problem. 

This volume is in part about Ramona herself.. and showcasing her OWN flaws.. and like Scott her biggest is that she runs. She wants to escape her past too and both assumed the other would be an easy fix, that by having a good partner they’d be better.. when really their both mildly shitty people who need to make peace with their past and repair the bridges they’ve burnt and flip off the ones not worht reparing instead of running from it all the time. But sadly before both can.. their just gonna run again. Because sometimes fixing yourself is just not that easy. 

So the next morning Scott’s heart stops fo ra second when Ramona is seemingly gone.. only for her to instead be in teh shower. But Scott gets a text telling him the twins have Kim and TRIES to tell Ramona.. but she’s in the shower. As a result she’s worried he just ran off... and makes a decision , her hair cut back down after growing it out this volume, a sign of her hapiness.. now gone. 

The Glow Part 2 So at an abandoned wherehouse the fight is on. The twins have the advantage in part because Scott is hung over.. something they take offense to.. even though they were THERE last night. He was at a party. They don’t know he teatotles. What state did they THINK he’d be in this morning?

We also find out their origin: as Scott correctly guessed at the end of last volume, Ramona dated them both at the same time and pit them against each other. They found out and vowed to always fight as one.. which means Scott is not only fighting two equally powerful opponents at once, but two who work as a perfct team and double hurricane kick him. They also mentally break him down, pointing out her previous job and how she’s a runner and she’s here to run from her past working for Gideon.

They aren’t but I already went into that so let’s get onto more pressing issues: Scott is not only hung over but now doubting himself and his dumbass plan to beat gideon and magically fix things, while Kim is naturally not happy about being stuck in a cage all night. And while at first she’s genuinely just grumpy as always as it becomes clear Scott has lost hope and the twins are going to win this one her expression is heartbreaking...

After EVERYTHING she still loves him and can’t bear to see him in so much pain... and can’t loose him.. so she gets desperate and claims Ramona texted him to give him hope. 

This is one of Kim’s definting moments, the other coming next month. When faced with the person she loves possibly dying.. she lies to him.. so he can surivive. So he can have hope and make it through this.. despite how much it’s CLEARLY KILLING HER to not only tell him someone else loves him but to clealry lie that person loves him, knowing it’ll hurt him more.. but knowing if she DOSEN’T he’ll die. It’s one of the most painful, heartbreaking and beautiful moments in the entire series. It’s why I said earlier while I don’t like the brothers their climactic fight his excellent.. because it is. Their verbal breaking down of Scott is hearbreaking and Kim’s sacrifice equally so. 

And before stomping them into coins SCott shows further growth.. by showing he CAN give off a good one liner now...

So Scott beats them and gets Kim out of the cage, worried about her.. but despite having a chance, Kim lets him get on his way to ramona and morsoely wlaks off... while ominously the sign points out this will soon be the Chaos Theater. There’s still one left to go. 

But.. it’s sadly not enough. While Scott gives her a heartfelt speech... even if he quotes the song as long as you love me... he dosen’t care who she is.. but Ramona does.. calling herself a bad person.. as she vanishes.... and I cry my eyes out again. God two really heartbreaking scenes in a row sweet jesus this volume will be the death of me.. and not just because i’ts taken so damn long to write this review. And on top of tha the looses the cat and ends up locked out. 

World of Ruin:

So yeah if you thought those bits weren’t easy.. it only gets roughter as we see Scott in the aftermath of the breakup. His dream world is now desolate and he’s alone. Now to his creidt as much shit as i’ve given him Stephen didn’t ENTIRELY abandon Scott: he put him up fo rth enight (though he kicks him out after work) and offers to take him to after work drinks. We also see a nice side of Scott’s intimdating boss as she offers her symaptheties at him crying... while he says it’s the onions... he’s transparenlty lying. 

Next up is Kim. Though she dosen’t have a couch because Hollie sold it.. which as dickish as she suddenly is it IS her couch as Kim points out.. so yeah Kim and Scott end up sleeping awkardly in the same bed facing away from each other.. and to add another emotional guttpunch at the worst possible time: She’s going back home. 

Stacey is even lesss helpful as SCott continues to ask about cats and is unsypantethic about her leaving despite you know,  him REALLY not being at the shit talking her stage yet bud. At least we do get to see Stacey in this one I genuinely forgot she was in it. 

So at Wallace’s he’s no help either pointing out she might be with someone else because he’s wallace and we meet a guy with Glases.. and in his bad state Scott assumes i’ts gideon. it’s not though. WE finally meet Mobile!

He’s exactly what wallace needs.. a fellow sarcastic asshole. 

So next up is Kim’s goodbye.. which once again is really emotinal..a nd not just because  my faviorite character is leaving and again, younger me didn’t know this wasn’t forever.. or that she’d be back for a rather huge role next time. But still it’s a damn good scene that shows how far Scott’s come...

While the first part is standard... the second is Scott realizing that she still had feelings for him, clearly given her actions during the fight, and he’d been a right dick this whole time never dealing with it or apolgoizing for his past. Granted he still has a way to go to REALLY apologize for it... but he’s trying and means it. And with her possibly never seeing again.. she needed that. Also her coat is damn cool. I’d say I want one like that btu i’d really prefer one like Scotts complete with x-men patch. Pax Krakoa bitches. 

We get a really nice scene after where we meet Scott’s parents! Their also really kind helping him get a new place and move on... and runs into another glasses guy. But this time it’s Laurence! Who he drop kicks.. and then gives a broken bass back to. Eh... i’ve seen worse relationship with siblings honestly. He didn’t murder scott’s friend or plunge a whole galaxy into war or try and murder his daughter. Other Scott’s weren’t so lucky. 

So after that awkardness SCott finds the note to gideon which is a break up letter... she never sent. However there’s something more pressing as he gets a call... and you can probably guess given his luck lately who that’s from. 

Eh it’s not that murderoius creep but another one. 

The end.. is in a few weeks.

Final Thoughts: 

As I said I hated Vs the Universe on first read but re-reading it with hindsight and maturity.. it’s damn good. It’s depressing as hell.. but the things it does need to happen to push scott into a bad enough place for the next volume to work, and are natural: Ramona and Kim leaving, The band  breaking up, Scott kicking his brother in the face.. all natural things. It hurts, this was a HARD one to write and I only feel the next one will be harder because it’s way longer with less slice of lifey stuff to skim through in my recapping. 

But it’s a damn good one, with fantastic art, really gripping scenes, x-men refrenes and a spotlight shone on my girl kim. Even it’s weak spots dont’ hurt it: the twins are only weak by comparison, and still work well enough for the story, pushing ramona into the bad mental place she needs to be for the story to work. Hollie’s thing DID Need to be written way fucking better... but it does push kim into leaving which is CRITICAL for next time. So they aren’t GREAT elements, but they work. The only real other problem I have is knives just.. vanishes after her scene outside of one bit with Stephen, but that I can understand as the book is pretty tightly packed and she gets a fitting sendoff next time anyway. All in all another amazing entry and the perfect warm up for one of the best endings in comics history

Next Time: I said it and I meant it: one of the best endings in comics history as Scott hits on some exes, fights himself and betters himself as he prepares for his finest hour! Will Ramona Come back? Will Kim? Will Julie?... to answer your questions yes yes, and god dammit. Thank you all for reading, see you at the next rainbow. 

#scott pilgrim #scott pilgrim vs the world #scott pilgrim vs the unvierse #kim pine #ramona flowers #julie powers #julie power #steven stills #stephen stills #joseph #wallace wells #kyle kyatanagi #ken kyatanagi #gideon gordon graves #gideon graves #stacey pilgrim #mobile #laurence pilgrim #knives chau

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Learning to live:Chapter 2

So what brings you and the rugrats to Charming?" Tig asked. I knew he wasn't really intrested, he just wanted to know if I was going to be trouble, I won't but my ex might be. "Well, I got tired of my kids sperm donor cheating on me and being a junkie. After 7 years of it, it gets old" I said looking down at my feet and taking deep drags of my cigarette. "Why didn't you leave sooner lass?" Brit's ol'man asked.

"Honestly, I didn't think I deserved better or would ever find anyone who would ever want me." I answered still looking down.

"Fuck that prick! You deserve better babe. You're a damn good momma, you work every fucking day and never do anything for yourself, shit whens the last time you've actually had fun?" Brit asked me.

"Umm...Like real fun? Probably the last party I went to at Uncle Tom's clubhouse when I got arrested." I said looking up with a shit eating grin on my face.

"I wouldn't say getting arrested is fun." A bigger guy with glasses piped in as he walked up to us.

"That's because you've never been arrested with this bitch!" Brit said. "I remember it like it was yesterday. We was 16 and ate shrooms for the first time. And for some reason we thought it would be fun to get payback at some fucking blonde bitch for calling us biker whores and shit so we stole her car and pushed it into the lake!" Britni said laughing reminiscing on the memory. "You pushed a car in a lake and didnt get jail time?" The bigger guy asked again. "Oh that's not why we got arrested!" I said laughing. "Miss let's sneak into the local bar and dance naked on the bar is what got us arrested!" Britni told them still laughing uncontrollably at the memory.

"Yeah, I got public indecency and underage intoxication." I told them "You also tried to blow the cop to get him to let you go!" Britni reminded me. "Fuck, I forgot about that! Hey, at least he was attractive!" I said laughing "Dude he was twice your age!" She replied.

"We used to have so much fun. I miss it so much, all these fuckers want to do is drink till they pass out or bury their face in pussy!" Brit said putting her arm over my shoulder and squeezing.

"Well I haven't had sex since I got pregnant with Rayne and I haven't drank till I passed out since I was 18 so I'm not much fun anymore."

"Well we'll just have to change that! You're a hot peice of ass babe! You gotta get laid!" Brit said smacking my ass.

"Wait, did you just say you haven't had sex since you got pregnant with your girl..shes what like 5?" Tig asked with wide eyes.

"Yepp, she'll be 6 in September."

"But, you're like super hot!" The bigger guy said.

"Well thanks, I'm sorry I didnt catch your name."

"Phil." He told me.

"Well thank you Phil. But a lot of people dont think so, including myself. I still have baby weight to loose and it's been almost 6 years so." I said with a little chuckle.

•Happy's POV•

This chick was crazy! Staying with a dude for 7 years getting cheated on all because she didnt think anybody would want her! And not having sex in 5 years but knowing her boyfriend was out fucking anything with two sets of lips. She deserved better! The sparkle in her eye and the way she laughed while remembering all the fun her and Britni used to have warmed my heart even though I'd never tell anyone that. Everyone deserves to blow off some steam every now and then. Hell if I didnt get too I'd loose my fucking mind! And what the hell was she talking about no one wanting her, fuck I'd take her to my dorm and have my way with her right now! She was perfect! Beautiful face, tattoos lining her arms and hands, long thick black hair that I wanted to wrap my hands in, nice full chest that you could definitely tell was real the way they bounced when she laughed. Light skin with a slight olive undertone, a nice waist with a little belly from having kids, wide child bearing hips with a nice plump ass to match. She was bigger than the girls around here but shit that's what I liked something I could be rough with in bed and not worrying about breaking her. She may be bigger but you could tell she worked out, her ass was nice and firm but still had that fantastic bounce when she walked I could only imagine what it would look like bouncing on my dick. I wanted to find the fucker that ever treated her wrong and make him regret every single time he put his hands on her.

I remembered seeing her at the gas station and couldn't get those beautiful green eyes and plump lips out of his head then to see her pull up her and find out she's staying. By the time it was all said in done I'd have this women and she'd never remember that prick.

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"Shut the hell up girl! I know you workout everyday!" Brit said pushing my shoulder. "Not everyday, and now I wont be able to since I don't have anywhere to keep up my boxing lessons." I said looking over to check on the kids.

"Happy boxes, he could teach ya a little." Tig said grinning at Happy.

"I'm sure he's busy with other things. I'll just have to stick to walking or jogging then the kids can tag along."I said shrugging it off.

"Be out here tomorrow morning at 8." Happy said which shocked all of us.

"I'll be there, Thanks." I said shyly.

"Alright let's go get you and the kids settled in. I'm sure you have a busy day tomorrow." Britni said breaking the conversation.

"God yes, I have to get the kids enrolled in school and look for a salon and see if they're hiring." I said exhausted just thinking about it.

"Well the school thing I can help with, Tara, Jax' ol'lady can help with that she just enrolled Thomas their youngest. And as for a salon there is only one and it's a barber shop most women go to Oakland to get their hair done but he's a good friend and with some talking to should give you a booth. I know the ladies would love a hairstylist closer home." Britni said filling me in.

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After about a 10-minute drive from the TM we arrived at Britni's apartment.  The kids were beyond excited to get settled in somewhere for more than a night, and I couldn’t blame them in all honesty I was too. Brit pulled her Camaro into the garage and I parked by the sidewalk that lead to her  “apartment” as she called it, to me it was just a small house. She walked up to the car and immediately started helping me get things out. The kids had already jumped out and were sitting on the steps that lead up to the porch.

“Just get what ya’ll need tonight and I’ll send someone over tomorrow to help you unload the rest?” She stated opening the back hatch.

“Oh, you don’t have to do that I can get it. I packed it myself.” I replied with a chuckle.

“Don’t argue! Anyways if I didn’t send someone to help Gemma would have my head.” She said with an eye roll.

“Is someone afraid of this Gemma?” I asked with a smirk.

“We all are.” She answered flatly. “Wait till YOU meet her! I’m sure you’ll give her a run for her money!” She said with that smirk of hers that I knew meant trouble.

“Great! Can’t wait!” I said sarcastically grabbing the kids’ bags.

Brit grabbed my bag and led me to the door, unlocking it and entering the house. She had a nice place. As soon as you walked in the door you entered the living room, which she had painted a dark gray with a black leather couch and recliner on one side and a big flat screen TV on the other. The living room led into the kitchen, which had a small island in the middle of both rooms, it was simple black and gray just like Brit. I noticed that there was a door on each side of the living room, which I was guessing was the two bedrooms.

The kids hurried inside and stretched out on the couch and turned on the TV making them selves a home right away. I followed Brit to the door that was on the right side of the living room.

“It’s not much but its better than where you was.” Brit said as she walked in the room and flipped on the light.

 “Anything was better than that! I’ll never be able to repay you, you know that right!” I told her in all seriousness.

“Shut your mouth, you and those babies are all the family I have left, if something would have happened to you I would of lost my mind. I just wish I could have got you out sooner, before the beatings started.” She said low.

“How did you know about that?” I asked looking down at my feet.

“Let’s just say Jamie called me every time you was in the hospital.” She told me.

That boy, I swear he might be quit and keep to himself but he never misses a thing.

“Annie, why didn’t you call me sooner? I would have got you out. I have a whole MC that would have backed me!” She said grabbing me by the shoulders and making me look her in the eyes.

“I was scared, you don’t know how many times I tried, I tried so fucking hard but I could never do it.” I said starting to cry.

“After the last time he put me in the hospital I was done. He really did a number on me that time.” I said lifting up the bottom of my shorts and showing her a scar that went 8 inches across my upper thigh.

“What the fuck Annie!” She asked running her fingers across the scar.

“My shorts were to short for a “Fat Bitch” to wear so he decided that he need to make a permanent mark to show me that my shorts had to be below that line.”

“This is the first time I’ve wore shorts in two years.”

I told her still looking at my feet.

“Babe you are worth so much more than that. Why didn’t you tell me what was happening?” She asked me again.

“I was embarrassed. I was such a strong person before I got with him I didn’t take shit from anyone let alone a man. Then I got with him and it was like I was trapped. I was scared to leave because if he ever found me I was sure he would kill me, and I couldn’t do that to the kids. That’s why I came here, I knew if he finds me here and kills me at least they had you to protect them. I cant let him get my babies..he would destroy them. They’re so innocent and sweet and have such a big heart and he’s so evil he would ruin them.” I rambled to her.

“I’m so sorry Annie, but know you are safe here YOU and those kids. Neither the MC nor me will let anything happen to you. And I promise you we will get the old Annie back! Now lets get you all settled in, you have a busy day tomorrow.” Britni said giving me a longing hug.

We walked out to the living room to see both kids passed out on the couch. I grabbed their blankets from their bag and cover both of them up and them a kiss on the forehead before I went to get ready to go to sleep myself. Britt went over and locked the door “Don’t worry only people that has a key is Chibs and Happy and they shouldn’t be by tonight.” She reassured me. I gave her a nod and told her good night. I went to my room and took off my clothes to change into a big-oversized Harley Davidson shirt and pair panties. I checked my purse for the 9mm that I picked up before we left West Virginia from an old friend. I made sure the mag was filled and out of the gun and laid both in the draw in the nightstand by the bed. The only thing that was going to help me sleep at night is knowing I had something to protect my babies! I laid in bed thinking about everything I had to do tomorrow and drifted off to sleep.

#sons of anarchy fanfiction #sons of anarchy #happy lowman #chibs telford #happy lowman x oc

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Chapter 12: Escape to the Hard Life

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Wendy awoke.

Just outside her open window, she heard her brother running the lawn mower. Doing it early in the morning was just his way of reminding her that she had promised to mow the lawn. But since she’d procrastinated for so long, he got a bigger allowance for doing it instead.

Ugh. I forgot again. Rub my face in it, why don’t ya?

She didn’t even bother opening the drawer of her dresser, because all her clothes were lying on the floor where she’d left them in the past week. She’d meant to get the laundry done yesterday. And the day before that. But she always just said ‘I’ll to it tomorrow’. But then the tomorrows came and went, and the laundry never got done, and her plans always bumped on back to ‘tomorrow’ once again.

Ugh. I’ll do it tomorrow.

So she crawled out of bed and into her cleanest dirty shirt, and began to prepare for the day.

When she came out of her room ten minutes later, with a backpack full of gear and an armful of armor, her dad was reclining on the couch watching TV.

He wasn’t looking so great. Juan’s mom had scratched him in the shoulder, sawed him in the leg, and threw him against the side of the house. He was still hurting pretty badly, and simply couldn’t find a way to sit that didn’t tweak something somewhere.

But Daniel Corduroy was a very manly man; such mortal pains were trivial to beings like him. He didn’t complain or whine. He threw no fuss whatsoever. He just kept the bandages where they were, kept the ice against it, and watched TV like normal. WHAT’S A LITTLE PAIN? He thought. I’VE HAD WORSE. WAIT, MAYBE I HAVEN’T… OH, SHUT UP ME!

Wendy aimed for house’s front door, which meant walking directly between him and the TV. She expected her dad to mutter some annoyed remark at the interruption, like usual. But instead, he broke his eyes entirely away from the screen, reached for the remote, and turned it off. “HEY.” He said, and gave her his full attention.

She stopped walking, and turned to face him. “Hey.”

“DIDN’T SEE YOU YESTERDAY.” He grunted. “WHERE WERE YA?”

“Oh, just…” She glanced around, trying to think how to put it. “Well… We were looking around, trying to figure out where the killer robots came from. And… Well… Yeah.”

“FIND ANY ANSWERS?”

“…Yeah.”

“WHERE?”

“It’s… Uh…” She hesitated to say it. “…Kind of a need-to-know basis…”

“…YOU… WAIT… HUH? YOU’RE GONNA KEEP A SECRET FROM YOUR OWN FATHER?!?”

She glanced about nervously. “Well… I kind of have to. Just… Trust me, it’s for the greater good that it stays between as few people as possible… It’s… We said to keep it a secret. We promised… I promised to take some very… Very amazing and scary things to my grave… And I wouldn’t betray that.”

This made a bit of sense to him, but it still annoyed him. He frowned up at the ceiling for a few seconds, and took a deep breath to calm his great annoyance. “SO.” With a mighty and obvious effort, he moved on. “WHO’S ‘WE’?”

“Huh?”

“WHO DO YOU TRUST THAT MUCH? MORE THAN ME?”

“Uh… I… I do trust you dad, it’s just… Okay, uh… The Pines men… Uh… Stanley and Stanford. Remember them? Used to own the Mystery Shack…”

“A’COURSE.”

“And Dipper, their great-nephew… I was with him all of yesterday.”

Dan nodded. “OH YEAH. THE LESS-GIRLY ONE. TELL ME ABOUT HIM.”

“Huh?”

“… YOU’VE BEEN SPENDING A LOT OF TIME WITH THE KID. TELL ME ABOUT HIM.”

“He’s… Uh… He’s a good man.” She stated simply.

Dan pondered this for a moment. “…MAN?”

“That’s right.”

“…HE’S BUILT LIKE A GIRL HALF HIS AGE.”

“Oh yeah?” Wendy fished her brain for some great comeback. “Well… Eh.”

Dan considered this. It seemed wrong to him that of a pair of mixed twins, the smaller one would be the boy. And it seemed further wrong to him that said boy would be given such a share of respect and trust. It seemed even further wrong to him that the boy’s obvious shortcomings would be so consistently and totally overlooked… Dan didn’t want to think too hard about all this though, because he knew he was probably wrong… But still.

He looked back up at the ceiling and took another deep breath, while he endeavored to drag his mind back on-topic. “HOW MUCH LONGER IS THIS THING GONNA TAKE?”

“Like… Solving the mysteries of these robot things?”

“MAKING SURE THEY DON’T DO THIS NO MORE.” He pointed to his bandages. “HOW LONG ‘TILL YA BEAT ‘EM?”

She shrugged helplessly. “Like, I don’t know! This isn’t a war, dad! We don’t have an enemy that we can stand up to, it’s just a bunch of… Wild animals, we don’t even know how many! And this isn’t a job, either! I don’t have a schedule to keep or a wage to earn… I’ve put maybe 40 hours into this mess just this week, not including the time I spent recording in my diary or with you at the hospital. And we have NO idea how close we are to solving the mystery, and even LESS idea WHAT to do once we solve it…”

“40 HOURS THIS WEEK?” Dan frowned.

“Yeah.” Wendy grunted.

Dan considered this, and decided to remind her of her second priority. “YOU KNOW, YOU STILL NEED TO GET A JOB THIS SUMMER.”

Wendy closed her eyes. She had been meaning to forget that part for a while now. Her hands balled into fists within her pockets. “Yeah.” She grunted again. “I know.”

“HAVE YOU BEEN LOOKING FOR A JOB?”

“No.” She admitted, as politely as she could manage.

“YOU KNOW YOU SAID YOU WANTED A ‘GOOD’ JOB… THAT MEANS YOU NEED TO SET YOUR SIGHTS HIGH. YOU NEED A RESUME… YOU FINISHED THAT YET?”

“No.” She admitted.

Her dad frowned. “HAVE YOU EVEN BEEN WORKING ON IT?”

She took her balled fists out of her pockets. “No.” She admitted.

“…HAVE YOU STARTED IT?”

“No!” She spat.

This annoyed Dan even more. He stared up at the ceiling for a few more seconds, and breathed deeply again. He looked back at her again. “THIS IS YOUR LIFE, WENDY. YOUR GAS MONEY, YOUR DRIVER’S INSURANCE, YOUR CAR SOMEDAY, YOUR COLLEGE IF YOU WANT…”

“I know, but… There’s always stuff that… Look, it’ll GET done, dad! I’ll get a job. I will! Just…” She gestured to the armor she had in her hands, then to the door. “There’s other stuff to do…!”

“THERE ALWAYS IS! BUT IF YOU REALLY WANTED THAT JOB, YOU WOULDN’T JUST COME HOME AND WATCH TV LIKE YOU DO! YOU WOULD WORK FOR IT!”

“Yeah. Thanks. I will.” Wendy turned and made for the door.

“LOOK, I KNOW YOU DON’T WANT ME REMINDING YOU, AND I KNOW IT’S YOUR LIFE, BUT I CAN’T JUST SIT BY WHILE YOU BLOW IT!” He bellowed. “YOU’RE RUNNING AROUND CHASING GHOSTS, AND YOU THINK THAT LETS YOU GET OFF RESPONSIBILITIES! I CARE ABOUT YOU, WENDY! SOMETIMES IT SEEMS I CARE MORE THAN YOU!”

“Sure…” Wendy grunted, stepped out the front door, and slammed it shut behind her.

Ugh.

The job… Her dad expected her to have a job… It wasn’t a huge expectation, really. It was perfectly reasonable… It just happened to be the straw that broke the camel’s cool. She didn’t want to deal with this. She didn’t want to think about it. She wanted nothing more than to forget all about it. She was so… Very… Done.

She eased herself down onto the front step, pulled out her phone, and began to check through her recent messages.

-Nate found a way to make paint cans explode! Come to the football game tonight so we can totally terrorize it! -Lee

-Why aren’t you texting me? I thought you wanted to go out again! -Joe

-Free subscription to our weekly newsletter! Simply call 8005554592 with credit card information -$$Win Win Baby$$

-Robbie says he can give us a ride to the forest today. Ready to roll out at 10:00. -Dipper

-I still love you, btw. >3. -Joe

-Oops, I mean <3. -Joe

-Credit Union Fraud Center: Fuel tax $38.83 on card 6800 of your account. If valid reply YES, if fraud reply NO. To opt out reply STOP. -Credit Union Fraud Center

-3 people liked your status update.

-I understand the urgency of the matter. I’ll be at 412 Gopher Avenue on the 10th. -B.Blandin.

-I’M MOWNG THE LAN AND GETING YOUR ALLOWANS! NYEH! -Bro

-Your library book ‘Cryptids: Pseudo-Science or Reality?’ has been overdue as of 05/14/2012. Return by yesterday or pay the full buyout price. -Gravity Falls Library

-Did I mention I found a way to make paint cans explode? Instant graffiti! -Nate

She scrolled through the messages. The words entered through her eyes and into her subconscious, but they didn’t get much further than that, because she didn’t care what they said; not even a little.

This wasn’t important. This wasn’t relevant. This was just her friends, her family, and the whole of the rest of society, trying to get in at her. Trying to get a piece of her. Vying for her attention, her time, even her money… Everybody wanted a piece of Wendy, everybody was saying something different and confusing, and the only method she had to survive was to retreat: shut it out and ignore it.

She began to delete texts.

Only one really stuck out to her, and she kept it.

-Robbie says he can give us a ride to the forest today. Ready to roll out at 10:00. -Dipper

There it is.

The mission. The plan. The duty. The purpose. There was one thing at least which was tangible and real.

Here in this normal life, where everything was ordinary and routine, here was where reality was at its most confusing, most burdensome, most troubling and depressing. But in that other life, where everything was crazy and hectic, where so much good and evil hung in balance, that was where things started to fall into place. That was where she stopped being confused, and could finally stand tall enough to stop being lazy. She could forget her family, her ex-boyfriends, her responsibilities, her laundry… It freed her. This crazy life was the one place where she knew how to live.

That was the life she loved.

-Ready for pickup now. She texted Dipper back. -I’ve got my armor if you’ve got yours. See you in a bit.

Dipper tossed his backpack and armor into the back of Robbie’s van, where they clattered to a stop on top of Wendy’s. Dipper slammed the doors back shut, and made his way toward the front of the vehicle.

“So… Like, where is this place again?” Robbie was saying, as he pulled out his phone and opened the ‘maps’ program.

“Oh, you know, just… Back in the woods.” Wendy shrugged. “Uh… Head South on Befufftlefumpter Avenue, and I’ll let you know from there.”

“Oh… Okay.” Robbie put away his phone. When he noticed Dipper standing at the door, he gestured toward the back seat. “Hey, you can sit in the back, little man.”

The back seat was stuffed chock-full of edgy, gothic clothes, edgy, gothic skateboards, edgy gothic musical instruments, candy wrappers, and edgy, gothic candy wrappers. “Great.” Dipper grunted, and began shoveling the junk aside, just to make room to sit down. Robbie started the engine before he’d finished, and lurched down the road toward the forest.

From there, the trip passed in a boring sort of way. Up in the front seats, Wendy and Robbie chatted about the most recent death metal albums, arguing about whether the songs had lyrics or were just screaming, theorizing as to what those lyrics might be, gossiping about the personal lives of the band members, etcetera. Dipper tuned out after a few minutes of this, then opened his journal and looking back over the notes from their first visit.

The first time, they’d only made it into the metal forest about half a mile. Then the underbrush and accumulated malice of the sharp leaves got so painful that they couldn’t continue. This time however, Wendy’s improvised suits of armor should be able to get them as far as the needed; far enough to reach the alien coordinates.

‘Betty and Barney’ said they’d set up ‘fortifications’ there. With any luck at all, the place would hold some answers.

The pavement ended after about ten minutes of driving. The gravel ended about ten minutes after that, and then the van was bouncing and rocking its way along narrow, overgrown dirt roads, up into the hills and deeper into the unknown.

The road took one final bend toward the old logging areas, and here they instructed Robbie to stop. This was the closest such roads reached, so they’d have to continue on foot from here.

Dipper and Wendy hopped out of the van and circled around to the back, where they began to unpack their equipment, and suit up.

“Hey…” Wendy remarked. “Why’s there a third backpack in here?”

“Huh?” Dipper looked down at it. “I don’t know. I thought you put that here.”

“Nope.” Wendy reached over and picked it up. “Well, there’s nothing even in it except some old glitter…”

“Oh, okay… Wait, what?”

They were interrupted from their discussion by Robbie, who had followed them around to the back of them van. “Woah.” He blinked, as he regarded their armor. “Is all that really necessary?”

“Oh yeah.” Dipper told him.

“Eh.” Wendy shrugged as she pulled the leather gloves and composite gauntlets over her arms. “We’ll see. But it can’t hurt, right?”

“Uh… So… Look…” Robbie shrugged, and shoved his hands deeper into his pockets. “Like… You know that I wasn’t a chicken the last time you guys went out there. I actually did want to come.”

“I know.” Wendy hiked up her leggings, and tightened the belt. “But you were wearing flip-flops.”

“Well… Look. I’m wearing boots this time. And I’m still not chicken.” Robbie gestured down to his boots. “I, like… I heard what happened to your dad. I heard that this thing really hurt him. So… Like, that sucks. And I want to help. I want to do this. I do.”

Oh… Dipper realized. That third backpack must be his. He was planning to come along the whole time… What did Wendy have to say about this? He looked over at her.

Wendy lowered the shoulder pads into place, and cinched the straps up around her waist. She glanced sideways at Robbie. “You really want to risk life, limb, and skin out in a deep, dark forest where the leaves are literally thousands of knives?”

“Is that what this is?” One of Robbie’s eyes was completely obscured by his hair, but the other one got really wide. “Like, what kind of knives? Do they slash or just stab?”

“Umm… Yes.”

“Woah…” Robbie blinked. “That’s… Like… Hardcore.”

“And it’s what we’re dealing with.” Dipper told him. “Hence the utterly necessary armor.”

“Yeah.” Wendy threw the chainsaw chaps across her back, and buckled the legs around her wrists. “I mean… You can come if you want, but…”

“UH…?” Dipper looked up at her, wondering if she really meant that. Robbie was useless, right?

“Oh yeah? Hey, look!” Robbie slipped back toward the front of the van, and came back in a minute covered head-to-toe in ultra-edgy, ultra-gothic black leather. He was also holding his mom’s sawed-off shotgun. “I got this!” He told them.

Dipper snorted. “You look like a… Like… I don’t know, like Catwoman or something.”

“HEY!” Robbie snarled. “At least I don’t look like some junior-high flag-football-dropout superhero-wannabe!”

“Is that what this is?” Wendy tied her hair back to make way for the helmet. “I always fancied we were more of… Post-apocalyptic rhino-hunters.”

“Well… I mean… You look fine, Wendy, but this guy’s helmet is bigger than his torso!”

“You know what?” Dipper snapped. “Fine! I look ridiculous! I’ll admit it! But at least I AM going out there prepared. You just got all your stuff just now, and shotguns don’t even work on these things!”

Robbie turned toward him, and frowned. “You’ve got some MOUTH, don’t ya, ya snobby little pipsqueak?”

“Woah, dude.” Wendy was about to put on her helmet, but instead she set it down and put up her hands to ward off a potential fight. “Back off…”

“You know what? You think you’re so much better than me!” Robbie stepped past Wendy and shoved a finger in Dipper’s face. “You always have, and now it looks like you always will! Dipper’s the smartest! Dipper’s the bravest! Dipper’s the hero! Dipper’s the manliest little snot-nosed 12-year-old brat on the face of this whole stupid Earth! You think you’ve got it all together huh?”

“I’ve never said that or thought that!” Dipper took a step forward, and didn’t flinch even a little. “All I’m saying is that we can’t use you if you’re not prepared! You didn’t even pack anything in your backpack!”

“Dudes!” Wendy repeated. “Chill!”

“You just want to kiss me off again? Treat me like pointless trash, just like you always do?” Robbie said.

“Wouldn’t you, in my place? What AM I supposed to do with you?!?” Dipper lost his temper. “Robbie, the ONLY halfway-competent thing I’ve EVER seen you do is hypnotize Wendy!”

There was silence for a good minute.

Dipper thought through what he’d just said. He wished he hadn’t said it, but too late now. He closed his eyes, bit his lower lip, and balled his fists. Why can’t I ever just shut up?

Robbie took a step back, and his eyes fell to the ground.

Wendy didn’t say a word. She just donned her helmet, and turned away.

Robbie and Dipper looked at each other.

“Well.” Robbie finally grumbled. “I guess the winners write the history books, huh?” And then he turned away, went back around to the front of his van, and climbed in. The engine sputtered a few times before rolling over, and then the vehicle lurched to life, turned around on the narrow road, and started back down the hill.

Dipper and Wendy hiked in silence.

“Sorry.” Dipper finally said.

The word wasn’t half out of his mouth before Wendy interrupted him. “Dude. That’s what you say every single time that whole hypnosis thing comes up. You always just start apologizing! Well look, I forgave you! See? I’ll do it again: I forgive you. Just like the last, like, four times. So ease up already, okay?”

“Oh… Okay…”

“Only one thing: I forgave Robbie too. So don’t go dragging him back into this. We’ve all moved on. We’re all sorry. And nobody’s more sorry than him. Nobody wants to move on more than him.”

“Yeah… I guess… Sorry.”

“Yeah, I heard you the fifth time.”

“Sorry.”

“Sixth.”

“Yeah, yeah. Okay. I get it, I just… Yeah.”

“And look.” Wendy said. “Don’t get hung up on this sort of stuff, man. You’re sweating bullets over the distant past, when all you really need to do is chill out, calm down, and stick to what’s important.”

“But… Aren’t my friends… My relationships… You? Important too? Like, I mean… I’m just… I don’t know, I was a jerk to Robbie wasn’t I? I should apologize to him, huh?”

“Look dude, that’s none of my business. But you know what is my business?”

“What?”

“The one thing we’re both good at, dude. The mission. Tell me: how close are we to the metal forest?”

Dipper nodded. “Yeah.” He reached up underneath the armor’s chestpiece, where he’d put his map before setting out today.

It wasn’t there.

“Uh…” He checked his back pocket, his front pocket, and all the other little chinks in the armor. He could’ve sworn he left it in here somewhere… “Uh…” He repeated. “We should be pretty close… I guess… I mean, I must’ve forgot my map but we should know when we get there, right?”

“It’s kind of hard to tell, but if you pick individual trees and look real close…” Wendy picked up a rock, and pitched it at the trunk of a tree up ahead. The impact made a loud metallic ‘BONG’ sound. “You can tell them apart.”

“Huh.” Dipper squinted around at some of the other trees, and saw that they were standing right at the end of the organic forest. Past here, there was a few hundred feet of mingled growth, and then the full-metal started in quickly. “We should, like… Paint a line or something.” He suggested.

“Yeah…” Wendy pulled out a rattle can of paint, and drew a long red stripe on the side of the nearest tree. Then she dabbed her finger in some of the excess paint, and wrote the words ‘DANGER, KILLER ROBOTS BEYOND THIS POINT’ above the line. “There we go… Ooh, wait. In case anybody’s coming the other direction…” She swung around to the other side of the tree, and wrote ‘YOU MADE IT OUT ALIVE. YOU DA BOSS’.

“Great.” Dipper nodded. “Now… Ugh, oh man… I forgot my map. How we gonna find the coordinates?”

“We’ll just find it with our razor-sharp senses, willy intellects, and cunning instincts.” Wendy promised, with utter confidence.

“Uh… Does that work?” Dipper frowned.

“HECK no.” Wendy pulled out her own map. “We’ll just use mine. Where’d you say it was?” She pointed to a point on the map. “Here?”

“Yep… So… That way.” He pointed to the South-East.

“That way.” She confirmed, and started into the trees.

And so they continued. They passed through the forest’s outer regions, where the trees were further apart and the air was clear. They reached a small creek; the same on from their first visit. But this time they didn’t follow it; they crossed straight through, and continued on without stopping. Their destination lay beyond.

A few minutes later, the forest grew thicker and became immersive; the air smelled like iron filings and odd chemicals, normal moss and grass had disappeared entirely, and the clicking and buzzing of wildlife replaced the ordinary birds. Indeed, the whole world seemed ever-so-slightly colder and greyer. This place was alien in every way.

Their armor really started to prove itself. Their ears began to fill with clattering, scraping and tapping, as the razor-sharp branches and leaves assailed them and bounced off. Blow after blow was warded off by the armor plates, and more and more nicks and dings and scratches and abrasions appeared in the surface. But each mar was only surface deep; none of the blades were getting more than a few millimeters into the plastic, as their branches simply weren’t stiff enough to push them deeper.

Working wonderfully.

But this constant barrage wasn’t the hardest part of the journey. The ground beneath their feet was becoming… Strange. It wasn’t a flat surface anymore, or even what passed for ‘flat’ in normal forests. This was uneven; rough; chaotic. Every available surface was either a root, a branch, or some ancient deadfall. The heaping masses of living and dead metal rose and fell in miniature hills and valleys below them, entwining with itself, and hiding all else, even the dirt and the rocks. The ecosystem had consumed the very landscape.

There came to a point where a thicket of trees and bushes formed a sort of short cliff, and the only way to walk through was to climb a few feet up a tree, do some tricky footwork across the bows, and descend the other side. Wendy climbed up ahead of Dipper, wrapped an arm around a higher branch, and extended her other down to him. They gripped each other’s wrists, and she hauled him up beside her.

“Ugh.” Dipper said. “Why’s everything getting so… Like… I mean, where’s the ground?”

“If I had to guess…” Wendy looked around. “I’d say the actual ground is about 5 or 10 feet below the roots and logs we’re walking on. But just, like… When the old trees topple over, new trees use their remains for food, and grow right in the same place. And then those new trees-on-trees fall over too, and more grow on top of them, yadda yadda, right? …So over the years…” She steadied herself against the trunk, and jumped across a short gap. “It just stacks on top of itself.”

“Uh… That makes sense…” Dipper made the same jump right behind her, and would have lost his balance if she hadn’t caught him. “Why don’t normal forests do that, then?”

Wendy shrugged. “Normal forests do that too. Especially the old-growth forests, where my dad takes us hiking… That’s how I know.”

“Yeah, but… So why is this place such a tangled, deep mess? Normal forests are usually pretty flat.”

“I dunno… It’s probably because there’s no forest fires around here. In normal forests, a big ‘ol fire washes through about every 50 years, and cleans up all the deadfalls.”

“Huh… Yeah… And it might be because rain and water doesn’t dissolve or wash the rotten chemicals away.” Dipper theorized. “Everything is… Everything’s all solid. Normal life is based on liquid water, so things kind of… Rot away easier. But here, it’s all frozen in place. Static.”

“Ooh, that’s a good theory.”

Wendy reached a place where they could descend out of the tree, and back down to the ‘ground’. So she took a jump, aiming for a patch of grass. But when she landed on it, it gave way beneath her with a loud snap and creak. She lost control of her descent, and began falling further than intended.

“Wendy!” Dipper yelped.

But she didn’t fall far; only up to her armpits.

“Agh! DANG it!” She winced, as she tried to get her elbows under her. “Ow.”

Dipper descended more carefully, ran up to her, and offered his hand. “Are you okay?!? Did… Like… Did anything stab… Uh…”

“Ugh…” She took his hand, and pulled herself out of the hole. “Oh, ow, that’s gonna leave a bruise. Take note: this is all very hard. It hurts to land on.”

“Yeah… Are you okay though?”

“Uh… Yeah. I’m fine… I’m not skewered like a pig, if that’s what you’re wondering.”

“Err… Yeah… Okay.”

Wendy looked back down at the hole. The grassy landing pad had been growing in a gap between two fallen logs. When she’d hit it, the impact had knocked the smaller vegetation loose, leaving a sort of tunnel. Down in the gap, they heard something alive move about, then clatter away from them, off through the ground.

“So…” Dipper frowned. “If the forest is made of a whole bunch of stacked logs, are there tunnels and gaps all through it then? Like, I’m sure this isn’t the only place where the grass is loose.”

“Yeah… It’s like… Like a ‘Super Plumber Bros.’ game.” Wendy said. “We have to hop and jump between platforms, because there’s pits and spikes and crumbly parts everywhere below you.”

“It’s kind of scarier when it’s not in a video game.” Dipper noted.

They stood staring for a minute.

“So…” Wendy said. “Are we gonna go down there, or what?”

“Uh… Well, did you see anything cool down there?”

“Uh…” She reached back into the hole, and came up holding some fat, round plants. “Nothing but some… What are these? Fruit? Mushrooms? I don’t know. But they were down there.”

“Heh. Okay.”

She shoved them in her backpack, and they continued onwards above ground. High in the treetops above them, a small herd of five-armed ‘monkeys’ glance down with curiosity. Dipper waved up in a friendly way, but the harmless little animals didn’t respond. Instead, they just went back to cutting up and eating little bits off the tree branches.

After a while, they sat down beside a log to rest for a minute. Dipper reached into his backpack and pulled out his walkie-talkie. Ford had been kind of nervous about them going in alone, so it would be good to let him know everything’s all right. Hoping the signal would reach, he pushed the radio’s button and began to speak. “Hey Ford, just calling to let you know we’re all—”

As soon as the radio signal left the device, the forest leapt to life around them, and the teens realized that they’d accidentally wandered directly into the center of a large herd of pony-sized robot creatures.

Dipper hadn’t even noticed them ahead of time. Their spiny backs and long heads were colored and textured in an identical brown/grey to the rest of the trees, and the solar panel arrays on their tails looked a lot like those of the living bushes.

Nearly perfect camouflage. Perfect for sneaking up on people and attacking.

But they didn’t attack. If anything, they seemed as confused and startled as Dipper and Wendy were. Most of them stood in place with their antennae out, scanning side to side. The others watched the scanning ones, unsure if they should be panicked or not.

Dipper could see that no attack was forthcoming, but he didn’t want to provoke them anyway, so he turned his walkie-talkie off entirely, and returned it to his backpack.

One nearby creature seemed to notice them visually. It turned toward them, and approached until it was about 10 feet away. The teens stood up slowly, ready to fight or run if it did anything aggressive. Dipper wasn’t sure if they were in danger, however. Unlike the robot lion, which was sharp and hooked all over, this creature appeared entirely unarmed. It had no saws in its mouth, just a set of clamp-like jaws. Even its feet lacked claws; the fingers were short and stubby, almost like hooves.

Dipper supposed it could try to ram them with its gigantic, long head, but other than that it appeared perfectly harmless.

“So…” Wendy said. “It’s a herbivore, or what?”

“Well, it doesn’t have saws… Yeah, I think it’s harmless.” Dipper took out a disposable camera, covered up the light to prevent startling it with a flash, and began snapping pictures.

Wendy remembered the ‘fruit’ in her backpack. “Uh… Hey big guy… You want this?” She pulled out the food, and held it out to the creature. It shied away at first, then its antennae perked up, and it took a few steps closer. “Okay.” Wendy said. “Yeah. Herbivore.”

“It’s just, like, a robot deer or something.” Dipper said, and took another picture as it got close.

Then the creature opened its mouth. There was another mouth inside its mouth, and this second system shot outward about two feet and snagged the food out of Wendy’s hand.

“AGH!” Dipper yelped.

“Woah!” Wendy jerked her hand back.

The robot held the fruit in its first set of jaws, and began to grind at it with a drill bit in its second. When it was through, it took another step toward them, as if asking for more.

“Okay…” Wendy said. “Yeah. Still a robot deer… It just…”

“It has a head that looks like a Xenomorph.” Dipper observed, and took another picture.

“Yeah.”

“Nothing wrong with that.”

“No.”

“Just kind of weird.”

“Yeah.”

“Kind of freaky.”

“Yeah.”

It took another step towards them. “No.” Wendy said, as the deer/xenomorph thing got closer. “NO. Nothing more. No more fruit or stuff. Go away.”

It extended its second mouth again, and turned to Dipper. Okay. He thought, suddenly nervous. Its head is 4 feet long. That means its mouth can pop out 4 feet. Which means it can probably reach me from here… And it can definitely reach my…

The mouth shot out again, aiming for Dipper’s camera. He jerked it out of the way as fast as he could, and the deer’s drills did nothing but nick the chest of his armor.

“Hey.” Wendy stepped forward. “Shoo. Come on dude, shoo. Shoo. No more food. Take your weird long drill head, and take it way out of here. Go on, git.” She put a hand on top of its head, and pushed it away. It shook her hand off, and took another step inward.

“HEY!” Wendy yelled at it. “SHOO!”

It didn’t have ears, so the yelling was slightly less than effective.

“Yo.” Dipper brought his gauntlet down on top of its head. Not quite a punch, but almost. “Shoo!”

Its body was very hard and tough, so a measly half-punch wasn’t all that effective either. It turned toward him.

“Okay, look stupid thing.” Wendy said. “I’m like, up to here with your crap right now. Why don’t you…”

Just then, her words were cut off by a sudden noise, coming from the North; a clattering, and banging. The robot deer froze, extended its antennae all the way, and looked off in that same direction. All the other deer in the forest did similar.

The noise changed to a grinding, abrasive noise; the sound of saws.

All the deer tucked their long heads down close to their bodies, fanned out their solar panels like warning flags, and sprinted off through the trees to the south. In a matter of seconds, they were gone, and all that remained was some flattened grass, and some pictures on the camera.

Dipper and Wendy turned toward the sound of the noise, and crouched down behind a tree trunk. “You think that’s…?”

Wendy nodded. “Dude, I bet it IS! Let’s go see!”

They carefully began to crawl their way through the trees, staying behind logs and bushes whenever possible.

The finally stopped about 30 feet from the sound, and made themselves as hidden as possible.

“Magnet guns.” Wendy told him.

They both drew their weapons. (Not to use, just to have.) Dipper drew his camera as well.

And then they peaked over.

A deer robot lay on the forest floor, mangled and broken. Two full-grown lion-bots stood over it, digging into its torso with their massive saws. Sparks, debris, metal shavings, and bits of oil flew all over the place, as the deer’s motors, batteries, and functional parts slowly but surely disappeared into its killers.

The lions were pleasantly ignoring the humans for the moment, so they got comfortable and kept watching. Dipper lined up his camera, and began snapping pictures, while Wendy took a good look at the creatures themselves.

One was Juan’s mom. It had the damage that her dad had given it in the fight, as well as the ‘mom parts’ that Mabel had first pointed out.

The other was ‘male’, judging by the lack of these same parts. The male was slightly bigger, with a slightly shorter torso, longer antennae, and lighter coloring.

But curiously, although they’d never even seen this male before, it still had some damage; damage they didn’t give it. The plating on its right side was dented and twisted by a big, burned crater, partially exposing the hydraulics beneath. As if somebody had hit him with a grenade or a flamethrower or a… Laser blaster or something.

“Hey.” Wendy whispered.

“What?” Dipper looked over at her.

Wendy pointed to the blast mark, and shrugged. “Eh?”

“Uh…” Dipper frowned at it, and then shrugged. “Maybe there’s creatures out here with built-in ray guns?”

“…We should look out for that.”

“Yeah.”

And then Dipper’s phone rang.

Ford nervously drummed the six fingers of his hand against the table, while he waited for his great-nephew to pick up. What’s taking so long? Dipper’s usually pretty punctual about answering…

“Hey!” Stan called from the next room. “Did you ask Dipper yet?”

“Trying now!” Ford covered up the speaker and hollered back. “Just calm down Stan; it’s probably no big deal…”

“But it could be a big deal!” Stan reminded him. “You need to get a hold of him!”

“But he’s not picking up! He’s—”

Ford suddenly remembered just where Dipper was: an alien forest where the dangerous creatures heard and smelled through radio and electrical signals. Wait a minute, why is his phone even on at all? Ford wondered. If Dipper had any sense at all, he would have shut it off entirely. If anybody called him, the signals it shared with the cell tower could give away his position… Oh well. He must have just forgotten.

WAIT A MINUTE! Ford frowned as a new thought entered his mind. I just called him! Oh dear… I might have actually have put him danger, just by doing that… Oh my…

Ford was about to hang up, when suddenly Dipper’s voice sounded over the speaker. “HEYGREATUNCLEFORD THISREALLYISNTHEBESTTIME COULDICALLYOUBACK?”

“Dipper! I’m glad you’re all right! Listen, this is fairly imp—”

“NOTTHEBESTTIME!” Dipper repeated. “WENDY! HIDE DOWN THERE! I’LL FOLLOW YOU! GO GO GO!”

He heard the sound of a magnet gun discharge over the line. And in the background, was that the sound of saws?

“I’ll make it fast!” Ford promised. “Dipper, have you—”

Dipper hung up.

“Have you seen…” Ford looked at the phone for a second. He really had just hung up. He must actually have been in trouble… Ford closed the phone and slipped it back into his pocket. In the parlor’s new silence, he finished his sentence quietly to himself. “…Have you seen Mabel…”

A few hours earlier, Robbie’s head bounced side to side as his van rolled its bumpy way back down the roads, leaving Dipper and Wendy at the end of the trail at the top.

As he drove, a great many dark and edgy thoughts were going through his mind. Dipper is such a jerk… I could beat him in a fight… I wish I had… He just cheated… Wendy and I could have made it work… I didn’t mean to hypnotize her… Well, kind of… Well I only half meant to… Has Wendy ever forgiven me…? And what’s with those two now? They’re doing all this stuff together alone, and Dipper got rid of me today just because I’m intruding on their ‘alone time’... If they didn’t mean for me to come along, why would they throw in a 3rd empty backpack?

Wait a minute, they said it wasn’t theirs… Who packed it then? And why would they pack nothing but some glitter?

“Hold on.” Robbie mumbled, as he glanced over his shoulder.

To his surprise, he didn’t see the back of his van. He saw a young girl’s face, about 2 inches from his.

“HELLO!” She announced, more than loud enough.

“Ah geez there’s a kid in here!!” The van almost crashed into a tree as he stomped into the brake pedal. When the vehicle was safely back under control and stationary, he turned back to address his stowaway. “What the heck? Why are you here?!?” He asked. His brain worked through this new development. “You stowed yourself away in a backpack…? Wait, that doesn’t even make any sense! How did you load it into the van while you were still inside it?” He demanded.

What’s her name again? He racked his brain. I don’t quite remember, she’s just kind of the ‘Girly Dipper’ that set me up for a date one time… Well, I hate Dipper but I like girls, so… I don’t know…

“Oh, pshaw! You crack me up sometimes!” Girly Dipper rolled her eyes upwards as she leaned one cheek into her elbow with a mysterious grin. “Sneaking myself past the closed and locked doors from inside a backpack… That was the easy part! The hard part was fitting a pig in there too!” She produced a full-grown pig, which promptly emitted a loud snort.

“AGH! PIG IN MY VAN!” Robbie tried to stand up, and bumped his hair on the ceiling.

“And if you’re wondering how I did that… Well.” Girl Dipper smiled again. “You should really check out my YouTube video: ‘Mabel’s Guide to Showing Up in unexpected times and Places’.”

“Uh…”

“Yeah! It’s super informative! And a masterpiece, if I do say so myself. A true classic.”

“Okay…” Robbie sat back down hesitantly.

“So… Riddle me this, my gnarly old friend.” She abruptly changed the subject. “I guess Dipper and Wendy don’t want you going on their thing, huh?”

“Uhh…” Robbie squirmed rebelliously. “I didn’t even… Like… Wanna go on their stupid thing anyway. If I wanted to roll around in knives all day I would’ve just ransacked my dad’s morgue…”

“Well… If you don’t want to do that, how would you feel about helping me collect stuff?” She reached into her sweater and pulled out a map, scrawled all over Dipper’s handwriting. “Not as much danger, but the work is more important. And we’ll make lots of new robot friends!”

“Huh?”

“See, sometimes I don’t think Dipper trusts me.” The girl admitted with a shrug. “Maybe he’s right not to… Sometimes. ‘Cause we all do silly stuff that’s not very smart… But… But this time, I think he’s wrong. ‘Cause see, he wants to, like, kill the robot creatures and stuff like that… And I don’t think that’s really all super ethical or whatever. So I… I have another mission. A happier, funner mission… So what do you say, Mr. Buddy-Pal-Chum-Friend-Pal?” She gave him a gentle little punch on the shoulder. “Would you consider being my dark, edgy chauffeur/bodyguard for a day?”

“Uh…” Robbie frowned. “Uh… I guess…?”

“Awesome!” She squealed.

“SQUEE!” The pig squealed.

The girl then reached over Robbie’s shoulder, and put the van in ‘park’. “Let’s go do this thing!!”

#The Forest Of Daggers #Gravity Falls #wendy corduroy #dipper pines #shapeshifter #see you next summer #wendip #wendipweek #wendy x dipper #fanfiction #fanart #scifi #alien #robot #ghost

[hereitalkonandon]

Murder

I didn't actually stop talking to her or anything, she just sort of started doing her own life, and good for her, I was never going to love her back, I knew that, and she didn't want to accept it, I think.

Her self-esteem was so low that maybe just loving her as a friend and giving her as much attention as I could was enough for her, but I never did either of these things. I'm glad that she's out of my life though, because she couldn't help but be mad at me for not loving her back and I was always going to be wrong then, maybe most people able of experiencing one-sided love can't help but be bitter. I strongly suspect I would never feel one-sided love.

Maybe I do now, but it's just what I've told you many times, while I'm still not sure of how she feels, I can't really feel that it's one-sided. So I could never be in my friend's shoes. It would be too obvious. I had no reason to choose my girlfriend other than liking her better, even if my friend somehow fooled herself into thinking I loved her too.

Unlike my situation with my girlfriend. I was extremely jealous during our whole relationship, and she had wanted to leave for years because of it. But I don't remain unsure just because I want to fool myself, it's just that I can't honestly know if she has her reasons for deciding to stay away but still loving me, instead of coming back and repeating the same story when it comes to my jealousy, it's not like I don't have even more reasons now.

So I wouldn't know if my friend also liked me as a person, she was extremely supportive when my dad died and when my ex-girlfriend left and I know that perhaps she was doing it to get something out of it, but maybe by then she was mostly convinced that me ever loving her back wasn't likely.

I do know she was unfair to think I was evil just for not feeling anything towards her. I agree that a normal friend cares for you, but she knew all about it, how my relationship with my ex-girlfriend was probably messing my feelings up and making me different from normal people.

Since you mention manipulation, maybe she tried to manipulate me, it wouldn't be odd, though I honestly think she was sad when she acted like it and I would feel unfair if I didn't say so, I always acted annoyed and she didn't gain anything from it. 

And she never succeeded when it came to playing games. This one time she pretended she was running away from her home and staying with her grandma over a fight with her mom just to see if I would call her worried, she told me herself afterwards. No, that didn't happen. Why would I worry about her staying with her grandma. She would always tell me whenever she did something just to get a reaction from me. 

I spent a lot of hours with her during my relationship but it was only because I felt like it, I love talking even if love being alone, and even if she ignored most of it, since she just kept insisting and insisting whenever I was angry and wouldn't leave me alone anyway, I just kept answering and interacting.

She was well aware too, and it was another thing that bothered her. She would always say that it made her mad and sad that I only put up with her because I loved talking and because she didn't bother me that much, and because I knew I would hurt her if I didn't and since it really wasn’t a big deal why not just talk to her and give her what she wanted. 

Yeah she would always call me a toxic person, and I would say that she was obviously a toxic person too, but she never accepted it, and that what could be more toxic than maintaining a friendship with someone you claimed was so disgusting.

Overall I think she is honestly a great person and a great friend, but her romantic feelings towards me didn't allow her to be fair when it came to judging me, and maybe she never did anything out of friendship. I've never watched American Psycho so I don't know the context of this quote "You're not terribly important to me", but it always made me think of her, not that the situation between us made me laugh or anything. I can see how it was frustrating for her.

Now I've talked way too much about her once again even when she doesn't even matter, so as I said, that's the only reason I avoided talking about her. But I felt like being fair to her and saying that. I just wouldn't know what was actually going on inside her head. So even if I wrote all of that, since she doesn't matter to me, and I feel bad saying that, so maybe just a little bit by now, tiny, and likely not even love but pity, you can just drop this topic if you want, but it also doesn't bother me because I just talk and talk about everything. 

Well you say "the women you have encountered throughout your life" but the actual number is just the three of you, that's funny. Well, other than family, I've talked to enough people and a few girls were my friends at school, I never cared for bullies and also had some awkward/brooding/gay/disabled male friends (the popular kids that weren't bullies were their friends anyway), as in I would eat with them and hang out, but exclusively at school. 

They didn't know much about who I actually was and I was already not into socializing, they thought I was smart and always joking and laughing, they noticed some things made me angry too, but not at them, just that I was that way.

I had a neighbor when I lived with my parents, we were friends for three years or so, the last time I saw her I was six, back when my parents divorced and I moved to my grandma's place. I can't remember our last interaction but it was probably nice, I can't remember a lot about her, just that we were often together. 

I had some of my ex-girlfriend's passwords too until she changed them after some months, so that's how I knew some stuff about our break up too. Whenever she would break up with me for three days or so she never bothered to change them either and that's how I knew what she was up to.

Oh OK, so there's this song I really like called Only The Young by Brandon Flowers, maybe you already know it, I mention it because I was listening to it today while running and it often makes me emotional. Whenever I listen to it, I feel like I'm not among the young, and that I'm doomed, not because of my age, but because I've seen so much even if I'm immature sometimes, but that it would be a hopeful message if I weren't this selfish, that I'd be glad that the young can break away even if I can't and if I don't want to. I would never be the type of person that feels good about others suffering with me because at least I'm not the only one though.

I read what you said about your ex-boyfriend many times but I didn't feel like I should even try to say something about him, not that I had anything important to add, just that whatever thought I had, it didn't feel like it was worth wasting your time with him.

Other than never wanting to be like my father, I never felt any hate towards him when he was alive, and I loved him even after he died, but after a year or so I started to feel a lot of anger towards him precisely because he died, so I can't forgive him because he is dead, the fact that he is dead is what makes me dislike him so much. I know I'll never stop disliking him until he stops doing that. Being dead. I would always rather be angry than sad anyway. Before my ex-girlfriend left I was rarely sad, but I've almost always been angry 24/7.

When I was a kid someone told me of a mother that started beating the corpse of his son up at the funeral because he died because he was a drug dealer and she was always telling him to stop. Since my dad died before my break up I never got to stop loving him but my sadness over him turned into dislike before my girlfriend left, that had nothing to do with her.

I dislike him because he is being stupid by being dead and not alive and I was 22 and too young to not have a father and he was 47 and too young to die. He was a good dad but he was so irresponsible when it came to money, he never once bothered after the divorce, he left everything up to my mom, I judge him for it but I don’t hold it against him, but on top of that he couldn't even manage to stay alive, he couldn't even do that. He had one job, not dying. I would never forgive someone for something they did over them dying though, I don't really see it like that. If I love a person and that person dies then if I loved them I would still love them, but I wouldn't forgive them.

Your boyfriend and your mom are being so dumb. And it's stupid of me to tell you too, because as if you didn't know already, that everything can kill you and that some people just die for whatever reason no matter how healthy they are but you don't intentionally ruin your damn lungs to make it happen faster. And worse because she is your mom, she should try to do everything to live as long as she can to be there for her daughters.

And so should your boyfriend, try to be there for you because he is basic and dull, so he should be thinking he will be with you forever since I doubt he can ask for more out of your relationship, and so he should be thinking that no one could protect you like he can even if you don't need him to, because no one could love you more than he does. 

Yes, I understand that you are just sharing your thoughts and I like knowing them. But I also agree in the sense that you shouldn't gossip about dead people, only judge them because of what you are sure that they actually did, because it's not like they can say if the gossip is true or not. So you also shouldn't tell lies about them either of course, that would be disgusting.

I don't think someone deserves to die because of a lie though, it's because of the lie that this man told my girlfriend. Back when she left, she was 23 and I was 24, she met this man at school, he was 32, she was doing this thing for him that I can't remember what is called, when you have to work for free to gain some points while you are still at school so you can graduate.

The first time they ever talked was through Facebook, he sent her a really creepy message saying "hugs and kisses" and things like that, so unprofessional, telling her how to get to his office and ask for him, and his name. I'm sure they had never met before. That's just how tacky he was. She thought nothing of it but I told her to be careful, it didn't feel right, even if he wasn't that old. She was a student, he was a grown man with a job and all, and she was working for him.

After ten days of knowing him she suddenly told me she didn't love me anymore, but she often liked to do that, so it didn't mean anything, but at the same time, I was often jealous so I also always used to suspect that maybe she liked someone else. She denied it, of course.

I was on her Facebook and she started talking to him, it was obvious that he was hitting on her, he thought she still had a boyfriend, she technically still did, it had been some hours after breaking up with me, so he mentioned something but subtly "oh it's normal for you to be lazy about going out, though, you have a boyfriend" and she just said "no I don't anymore, I dumped him because he was so jealous" and so he said "oh, then let's have a date, to show him", and they kept talking but I don't remember what stupid thing one of them said that made me really angry and I started writing using her account, but saying it was me, of course.

He had the nerve to say (and I'm telling you all of this so you see the kind of coward he was), "I didn't ask her out. I’m not attracted to her. Read before you speak, I said it was for work" that was a lie, he asked her for tea at first, he said it was for work, but he was being flirty, but he also had just asked her out as I've already told you, I didn't even bother answering that, what he had said was just too stupid to bother.

Then he said he didn't like her and he had no intentions of doing anything with her, and that he wasn't going to allow me to tell lies about him, then he said the equivalent of "if you'll excuse me" and "left" the conversation, I was about to say something else and leave too but my girlfriend kicked me out of her account.

So I sent him a single message with my Facebook, telling him that I knew he just wanted to sleep with her and ditch her, but that we had known each other since 2005, and that he was taking advantage of us having problems and maybe ruining her life because I wouldn't be able to forgive her if they did anything sexual together, that she was basically a girl next to him, and that I would leave it up to his "conscience" (he didn't have any). That was the only time I ever talked to that excuse for a man.

From the conversation they were having before my girlfriend changed her password (I then spent months being able to see her messages but not all of them, because notifications would be sent to her email and I still had that password) minutes after I started talking, it was obvious, without a doubt, that he was making her think he wanted a girlfriend, he literally said so even if not directly “what I need is a girlfriend”, and that he wanted something serious with her, he kept bragging without bragging about his last girlfriend breaking up with him because he was always working so much and studying so much and so focused.

I can't read my ex-girlfriend's thoughts, but I'm pretty sure that the only reason she dared to leave me (she wanted to because of my jealousy but never could and never dared to sleep with another man just to make me leave her instead) was because she thought she was about to jump into another relationship with a man that she thought was attractive and maybe worth it.

We spoke that same day because I called her and told her to stop being stupid, it was so obvious to me that they were going to sleep together even if they didn't say it, so I was warning her she would regret it and I would be unable to forgive her, that she knew that, she said a lot of things but also "we don't know what's going to happen anyway, what if I even end up marrying him though?".

Anyway, she ended up disconnecting her phone and turning off her cell phone because I kept trying to call her and warn her not to do it. I never beg, so since she didn't connect her phone or take my call after an hour or so, I stopped trying because then it would count as begging, at first it was just me trying to continue our conversation as I often tried to do whenever she left.

I didn't know anything about her for about three days, until she called me one morning. She asked me if I was threatening the other guy and telling him I was going to beat him up. She was really calm, I told her I wasn't, and I wasn't laughing but my voice even sounded like I wanted to laugh because I couldn't even believe (also, no, this isn't the lie that made me want to murder him yet) that someone that stupid and that cowardly existed.

She was already seeing him or whatever they were doing. What was the point of telling lies about me? Anyway, when I said I wasn't, she also said, that it seemed odd, that she told him I wasn't like that. I asked her if she had already slept with him and she told me she had (lied about the day) and I probably started to yell or something and she probably ended the call because of it, I just remember we didn't talk for long.

After maybe ten minutes she called me again, this time she was really angry, but not just angry, I could hear the hatred too, I didn't know what she wanted, and the first thing she said was. "Oh so you want to burn me" as if I was supposed to understand and just hearing that made me really angry too because I had already figured out it was a new lie. And to me it immediately made sense that anyone who wasn’t an idiot would see that the fact that he came up with something else in a matter of minutes right after the first thing wasn’t very effective was extremely suspicious, but she’s a dumb plant. So she started explaining, not because she didn't believe I didn't know, but for the sake of keeping the conversation going I guess.

She said he told her I had also threatened him saying I would upload pictures/videos (he probably didn't elaborate so that huge stupid girlfriend I used to have would confirm his version and fill in the blanks, he just knew he wouldn't automatically sound like a liar even if those things never existed, he would just claim I told him that knowing he didn't know if we ever did any of that or not) of her naked.

I was so angry, I couldn't understand how someone so monstrous, so gutless, could exist. To this day of course he never made the slightest attempt to talk to me, he didn’t need to. To me it makes no difference, he basically accused me of having raped someone when he was well aware that it couldn’t possible be true.

I had never done anything to that person other than tell him not to take advantage of her and that he was older than her and to think about what he was doing in one single message from my account other than the brief conversation we had on her Facebook. He was also a proven liar and I told her that, he had already denied in that same conversation, while she was reading, that he had any intention towards her, told me he wasn’t attracted to her, and acted all offended when I confronted him instead of being decent enough to outright say he liked her and he was hitting on her.

He had already slept with her. I couldn't understand how someone so low could exist. Even if he had anything to gain, it was disgusting (and the fact that something like that was the second lie that came up to his head spoke so much about how sick he was, it made me worry about her being with him, of what he could do to her, so I told her to be careful once again), but it didn't even look to me like there was anything to be gained from this lie at that point.

When I told her I obviously didn't tell him anything and that I would never do that, and that I didn’t even have anything anymore (I didn't, I'm sorry I deleted everything because I wish I still had it so I could watch it, but I would often be anxious about someone entering my home and stealing all the stuff I had of her naked, or someone hacking my laptop, so I had already deleted every single thing I owned of her naked about three years before the end of our relationship) she said "Why would he lie about it?" and I said "Why do I have to explain why someone so stupid would say something like that? What do I know? Why would I do this? What are you even talking about. You don't even know that person and I don’t either. You've known me for almost ten years. And I would never do this but if I did, why would I ever think that that man would care in the slightest about me sharing you naked if he has known you for ten days? I'm not stupid enough to think he would care. Why would I think that would stop him from sleeping with you. I knew he had no principles the moment he started hitting on you knowing that you have a boyfriend, so it certainly wouldn’t be because of some sense of morality either. Nothing makes sense." 

I was shouting, mostly, I had never been so angry, this is why whenever dumb people over the internet say about someone else in articles or whatever “he is clearly guilty, look at him getting all angry about being accused, look how he is losing it, he looks crazy, he would be calm if he were innocent” I know they probably have never been accused of something that disgusting. Oh, I don’t know, Brittany, perhaps everyone reacts differently, maybe he is enraged and baffled about people hating him for something he didn’t do and that someone would dare make that sort of lie about him, angry for even having to justify himself in the first place when he didn’t do it and so he doesn’t owe anyone anything, and then only to have everything he says dismissed. And this is also why I always about those all news. Everyone is just so stupid.

What angered me the most was that she was the person I loved the most in the world and she would believe that about me, and that someone would just try to ruin my life like that, out of nowhere, for all he knew she could just have hated me for the rest of her life after ten years like it was nothing.

And she just said "Because you want me to come back, you just want me to say I didn't sleep with him so you can take me back, but I did, a day after I left you. And even if you show these things to my dad, I'll never come back." and I told her "I wouldn't take you back anyway if you have already slept with him, so all you are saying is so pointless. But I never said that, leave me alone. But if you didn't do anything, you can come back, it's okay, I don't care about what you are saying now, it's okay." And she, being this extremely smart woman answered "OH, you see. You did do it. You did it. You want me to come back, that's why you did it, that’s why you are trying to come back, you have practically confessed, accidentally." OH, I sure love smart women, you see. How clever of her. 

So I told her "I want you to come back because I love you. You left me. You will see I'm right because I'll never upload anything, I don't even have anything to upload even if I wouldn't." And she said "I know he is telling the truth because of who you are" so I obviously answered "then you don't know a thing, because I've never done anything like that, you have been with me for so long and I've never done anything that seems unfair or lied to you" and she said "yes you know who you are, you are a son of a bitch and you know it" and then I don't remember how the fight went just that I told her “no, I don’t know it because I’m not.”

And no, I wasn't a son of a bitch so I didn't know it. And also I wasn’t angry because of the insult, I have never cared when people say anything about my mom to make me angry. OH, they are so clever, they are insulting my mom, so talented, please release me. I know whatever they say about my mom isn’t true, so if I wasn’t angry in the first place, I won’t just because they mention my mom. And if what they said about my mom were true, then why would I be angry. Not that she was trying to make me angry by mentioning my mom, though, I just remembered that most people go crazy if you talk about their mom. They are so dumb. 

Before that day she didn't know it either. During our relationship she would say out of nowhere that people like me didn't seem real whenever she saw something really ugly, that this world was a really bad place and no one cared about doing the right thing. But all of a sudden it turns out that I've always been evil and disgusting and we both were aware of that because of what something she didn’t even know was saying, because “why would he made something like that up” yes, that was the most relevant part about the whole thing, his motive, sure.

Anyway, after that call ended, she called me after three hours or so, yelling once again, telling me to stop calling that thing, I can't even call him a man anymore ever since I started writing. So he was pretending I kept calling him and telling him I would do it if he didn't break up with her. That kept happening during the whole day and I was getting so tired of it, she probably called about six times or more, every few hours.

I also told her, from the start, that I wasn’t sending him anything, to ask him to show her the messages, because he said I was sending him messages on Facebook, I told her he would obviously refuse. And of course, he didn’t have any proof, so the next time she called she said I made a blank account just for the messages. Yes, that’s why, not because he was making it up and had absolutely no actual proof. And now that I talk about this, this is sort of why I never talked about this until now, I’m so unlucky that I thought if you ever get any message you would blame me after knowing this, and now I feel stupid for talking about this, it wouldn’t surprise me, not that you believed it, but that something happened in the first place, bad thing after bad thing and coincidence after coincidence just keep happening to me, but I’ve spent so much time writing about this, and I wouldn’t mind, and still delete this, knowing my luck, but I can’t just leave it at “I once wanted to murder someone only because of a lie” I didn’t mean it like that, it wasn’t like that and it was the only time I ever wanted to murder someone, I also don’t want to lie about the reason, I don’t like lying.

That’s why I sometimes believe there are many gods, and that for whatever reason I’m important enough to one of them to hate me. I still love my life and want to live forever though and that will never change no matter what. This reminds me that on your post you said, that anyone would ask god for help and mercy when desperate. I never have, I know you were just generalizing. Whenever I’m desperate I curse him and tell him to keep going, that he will never make me sorry of being alive, that the worst he can do is murder me and he will if he wants no matter what I say. I do it just in case it’s his fault, and once again, just that one god, assuming there are many. Because I absolutely refuse to believe that if there is only one god he would bother annoying me, I’ve never done anything to him or to anyone, it would be so stupid. If there is only one god then I would feel love towards him, he wouldn’t do things just to harm me. No, I could just be really unlucky, and I hope that’s the actual reason, the other option is horrible, I’m not afraid though, but who would want that to be true. I just mean that because of all the things I’ve seen the idea of something messing with me doesn’t seem so crazy. I’m not scared because of what I’ve already told you, if he can do something to me and he wants he will, all I can do is give him the finger, even if I really hate that sign, but I do it, I reserve it just for him, and he is likely not even there.

The last time she called I was really angry because she once again told me to stop calling that stupid coward, that she wouldn't come back, that I could upload whatever I wanted and she wouldn't, the same things she kept repeating, so I started shouting things about that disgusting idiot and told her I would even get him thrown in jail if he didn't cut it off, to tell him, because I wasn't actually talking to him no matter what he said and I had nothing to say to him, but to tell him that, my mom took my cell phone away and told her to stop bothering me, that she knew who I was and to tell that person to leave me alone and to go pick a fight with people his age or he would have a problem, that we were children next to him and to go mind his business and stop telling lies.

I wasn't listening to what my girlfriend said but I remember my mom said (and she is one of the few moms that actually knows his son also, I've never been afraid of her, and I never hide anything I do from her, I'm shameless, I don't care about anything, well other than a lot of positive stuff about me that I hide from anyone but you, if anything) "and I know my son too. He is manipulative, yes, and you knew it and it clearly didn't bother you that much until now, but he doesn't tell lies. So it's so weird, that you are telling me you know him. You don't know anything or you wouldn't believe that" so I guess my girlfriend was saying that she knew who I was.

Little did she know that the person that has seen the worst things about me is my mom. Not because it was a secret but because she probably didn't pay attention. Also, I'm not manipulative, or maybe I am, but I never lie or pretend, and I never tell people something would hurt me or make me sad if they don't do it, I'm always honest and people that love me often end up doing what I want anyway. I think that what’s wrong with manipulative people is that they lie in order to get something or that they force you to end up doing it against your will somehow, like the person that told that lie to my girlfriend. Well, I’ve never been charming, and I don’t lie, I wouldn’t know how I do it, if I do it at all, but my mom and my girlfriend would say I do it, it’s likely they are right.

Maybe it's actually called being persuasive and maybe it's because I'm smart and it works. Whatever it's called, my mom was well aware of whatever my girlfriend was whining about, and she still knew I wouldn't do that. My friend was really angry that she would believe something like that, I honestly believe she was angry and that she wasn't just pretending, she only thought I was a monster because I didn't love her, but she loved me after all, so she didn’t like when someone else was being unfair to me, and even if I didn’t care for her, I used to be really angry at her big sister whenever she was being mean to her, she thought she was so much smarter than her and she wasn’t, the kind of person to mock someone and act all superior. My grandma was angry too, but it's not like any of that says anything, people that love you often refuse to believe bad things about you.

I'm not like that, my mom loves lying to get out of trouble, I would believe she lied about something, it depends on the lie. My grandma once told me she would grab an envelope with money if she found it out there on top of whatever furniture but not in someone’s property. I told her she shouldn't, it wasn't hers and she knew it, someone left it there for another person to pick it up and that person knew who they were. She said it wasn't anyone's either if it didn't have a name, and that even if it did, it was the person's fault for leaving it out there, that you should know better. She said everyone would take the envelope, that I would even if I said I wouldn’t. She was obviously wrong and it made me really angry so she had to hear me for over an hour saying, a lot of people would take it, but not everyone, and I certainly wouldn't. So I would believe some things about my grandma too. Not that I think anyone that took the envelope would be a bad person. But it would speak so much about their principles, and I care way too much about that to ruin them over some damn money, no money is worth that, no one would find out, but I would know, and I’m with me 24/7. I don’t care about my reputation either, just about people not believing lies about me as I told you in another letter.

The point is I didn't do it. She didn't call me again, not for that reason, but she called me twenty days after the day she first left. That's when she wanted to come back, this woman, was apparently so deeply disturbed, and wanted to come back with someone that threatened to beat the new person she was seeing up and that kept threatening to share her naked body. I don't understand how a man this jealous would ever think it's a good idea to allow every man on Earth to look at her naked body until the end of time if I was supposedly still trying to make her come back and I told her so when she called me to accuse me, but okay.

She said he obviously lied to her, probably only to have an excuse to ditch her, he never admitted he lied and she is a plant, she doesn't care that much for justice, so I don't think she ever asked him for an explanation. Because after that day he told her that he didn't want any trouble with me, that he wanted to be an astronaut and go to Russia, a lot of stupid lies just to stop seeing her (he isn't one yet, he will be one, but I know he probably still dreams of it, I stopped checking on him after a year, he never once mentioned what he did to me, he never made any reference, any sort of apology, why would he, he probably forgot all about it after a week or so and if he didn’t he probably thought he was right to lie about me because I argued with him that one time, over wanting to sleep with my girlfriend and ditching her, I'll never understand how some people find it so easy to ruin someone's life over a lie and just move on) and she said the reason he wanted to stop seeing her was because in the end, he wanted her to do a lot of stupid things to him, he was submissive, he didn't like that she wasn't who he thought she would be in bed (they never talked about it so he had no reason to assume that she wanted to beat him up other than her angry plant face), and he wasn't either, so she didn't mind that he wanted to ditch her. They still sort of kept in touch for a month or so after that, I found out afterwards, but she just moved on with her life too and they never spoke again, they soon stopped having each other on Facebook too.

I asked her if she had really slept with him and she obviously said it was true. I couldn't help but cry because unlike what I do with my mom and my grandma, I didn't want to believe the things that I already knew she was capable of until I had proof, I even apologized for crying, I know I shouldn't have, but she never saw me cry, maybe ten times in ten years, I doubt it.

But I suddenly got an idea, because she said she wanted to come back since the start of the call, and she told me she wanted me to tell her what it was, but I said it was something bad, that she would believe the lie about me then but that it was a lie. She insisted. So I said, if she allowed me to murder him, I wouldn't mind that she slept with him, I could forget it, he would be dead, that it wouldn't be now, that it would be in ten years. No one knew what had happened between us, but I'm not an idiot, I would wait for a really long time anyway, what I wanted was her answer.

I told her all of that. She said no, of course. and she was clearly afraid now. I told her that obviously the life of someone that lied to both of us, being well aware of how important and long our relationship was, that it was clearly more meaningful then. So she immediately took everything back, and said she didn't love me (right after saying she did, that she wanted to be with me for the rest of her life, that that’s how she knew she would never do something like that again if I took her back), that she was just lonely, to forgive her, that she was sorry to bother me, but to not do that, that she actually wanted to meet other men.

I told her I would never do it if she didn't want me to. But that it would only work while she didn't sleep with someone else, because if she did, I would have no excuse to murder him of course, that I wasn't going to murder a man just for sleeping with her. So, that same night, I saw her talk about sexual stuff with him, but I know she really wasn't that much into it. She was only into being submissive and he clearly didn't want that from her, so their conversation was really stupid, and they never saw each other again other than for business, she slept with other men, and all of the story that you already know.

It speaks so much about her, though, that she would be friendly with someone that did what he did to me. For years, I would be so enraged whenever I thought of him, but thankfully, he is nothing now, he always was. I've always cared about my principles. About doing what feels right to me and only me. Not about being a good person.

I didn't want to murder him because of what he did to me, I wanted to murder him so I could forgive my ex-girlfriend, and murdering someone capable of telling such a lie wasn't against my principles. Then, the life of a disgusting coward, or fixing the life of my ex-girlfriend who was clearly suffering because I wouldn't take her back. I chose fixing the life of my ex-girlfriend of course. But if she didn't agree, it was pointless. First, because she didn't love me that much, if she wasn't willing to allow me to do whatever it took to fix her mistake. But also, because I wasn't going to murder him any time soon and I was well aware that by then she would have slept with other men anyway, making his dead pointless. I wouldn't be able to forgive her anyway. So why even bother murdering him. 

You wouldn’t remember it now but when we first started talking I told you I’ve never cared for revenge, that I didn’t waste any time with people that aren’t worth it, and that if someone is worth it then I don’t want to hurt them no matter what they did.

No, your hubris didn't become your doom. Your dumb ex-boyfriend promised more than he could deliver and that's why he ended up walking way after talking so much about love, and you obviously believed him, you had no reason to doubt him.

What you said about your boyfriend not caring about everything being in vain, we don’t know it yet, if it's actually in vain. But let's say it is. That the end is oblivion. Just think of your favorite food or of your favorite thing ever, something you truly love, yes, you do it or you eat that thing, and you know you will do it again. But even if you knew that could only eat it once, it wouldn't stop tasting good, and it would be meaningful while it's happening. 

And maybe since you will only exist while it's happening, that's because oblivion wouldn't matter, as long as we enjoy it here and as long as it has a meaning while we can actually experience what we are supposed to experience. Even if it's something like your boyfriend's dumb game.

And this also makes me think of your loved ones. Even if you were going to die and disappear completely, that still wouldn't make your love for your sister less meaningful than it is right now. So that's the point, it's important now. But that said, I'm really angry at everything involving death and I refuse to die and I want us to live forever.

This is already really long, but I'll say something that I believe about hell, I think if there is a god, punishing someone for eternity wouldn't make sense. Because let's say a man raped and murdered a lot of women and animals, and did everything bad that you can do while you are alive. After billions and billions and billions of burning or of any kind of terrible pain, that would surely be enough.

I'm not even talking about that man being sorry, maybe he wouldn't be, just afraid of the punishment going on if he doesn't change his mind. I'm just talking about the actual punishment. It would seem stupid to keep going after such a long time, billions and billions of years. What would the point even be.

That's why if there are gods, and if they have a hell, since they would probably be smarter than us, an eternal punishment would probably seem stupid to them too, and they would punish you for as long as you actually deserved it no matter what you did, but not forever.

I can't think of anyone actually deserving an eternal punishment. Not even if I try to picture (and I don't do it, that makes me feel awful) a man doing something terrible to thousands of animals, torturing them, and a lot of things but that's it, I don't want to think about it, not even then.

Because obviously there would come a time when he was done paying. I'm not saying I would like him after that, but that I would agree that it was enough. If I was a god though, I would probably find a punishment unnecessary, but that’s another thing, I was just saying why the idea of hell seems so stupid to me.

I think you are like the sea mostly because of what I've already said about it, it's strong and it's destructive, you can be if you want to, obviously, everyone that's strong can, I think. Unless you are disabled, unable to move and talk and see, and everything, that's very specific though, but then you can be destructive to yourself, I guess, you can have terrible thoughts and put yourself down. Not you obviously. But I said it was something healthy too, because of what you said yourself, you enjoy it, for so many things, most people just love the sea, and see so many things. I also said is deep and sort of endless, you are those things. I didn't read my letter again, I just thought of what I thought you had in common. But yeah, the thing about Kylo's lightsaber isn't even about traits, other than intensity, and something I felt out of nowhere.

Maybe, before I read some terrible story about some pets dying in a fire, I would have talked about something with fire. But ever since I read that, fire often makes me think about people and animals that have died in a fire, and that's terrible because a lot of deep stuff talks about fire and I can still appreciate it but it's not the same now. But it depends, I still enjoy songs that talk about fire, and if I see a bonfire and things like that, it doesn’t make me think of something else burning. I’m just no longer into comparing people to fire.

[gallifreyansalt]

on my old DA from earlier this year, I did a tag 

time to see how my old answers have changed :)

tag is under the cut because im not evil

1: Is there a boy/girl in your life?

Yep!

2: Think of the last person who hurt you; do you forgive them?

Nope.

3: What do you think of when you hear the word “meow?”

Ruff

4: What’s something you really want right now?

Cheesecake

5: Are you afraid of falling in love?

Not really

6: Do you like the beach?

Yes

7: Have you ever slept on a couch with someone else?

Jes I have

8: What’s the background on your cell?

My boyfriend c:

9: Name the last four beds you sat on?

Mine, uhm my parents, my cousins and uhm my other cousins

10: Do you like your phone?

yeah its chill

11: Honestly, are things going the way you planned?

No, but it'd be boring if it did

12: Who was the last person whose phone number you added to your contacts?

uhm i dont remember

13: Would you rather have a poodle or a Rottweiler?

a rottweiler

14: Which hurts the most, physical or emotional pain?

emotional pain

15: Would you rather visit a zoo or an art museum?

a zoo!

16: Are you tired?

yeah

17: How long have you known your 1st phone contact?

OKAY so my 1st phone contact is my boyfriend and I’ve known him roughly 9 months

18: Are they a relative?

Nope

19: Would you ever consider getting back together with any of your exes?

No lol I’m good with my boo

20: When did you last talk to the last person you shared a kiss with?

Just a second ago

21: If you knew you had the right person, would you marry them today?

definitely.

22: Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

I would kiss them until their lips fell off

23: How many bracelets do you have on your wrists right now?

1 if you dont count a rubber band

24: Is there a certain quote you live by?

“try not to mistake, what you have with what you hate, it could leave come the morning!” -Matchbox Twenty, How Far We’ve Come

25: What’s on your mind?

My boyfriend is so cute I wish I had somebody to just spam with pics of my bf

26: Do you have any tattoos?

Nope

27: What is your favorite color?

Black, red and white

28: Next time you will kiss someone on the lips?

Next time I see my boyfriend

29: Who are you texting?

My boyfriend (he’s my only friend rip)

30: Think to the last person you kissed, have you ever kissed them on a couch?

Uhm yes 

31: Have you ever had the feeling something bad was going to happen and you were right?

YEP. 

32: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex you can talk to? 

Help I’m genderfluid. (Sex- I have one or two guy friends)

33: Do you think anyone has feelings for you?

I would hope my bf does

34: Has anyone ever told you you have pretty eyes?

Many times. (It never bothered me or made me feel special until I started hearing my boyfriend babble about my eyes at 2 am when he’s sleepy. The cutest thing I stg)

35: Say the last person you kissed was kissing someone right in front of you?

I would cry and then beat whoever the f--- is kissing my boo

36: Were you single on Valentines Day?

Feb. of 2017, I was ;-;

37: Are you friends with the last person you kissed?

YES

38: What do your friends call you?

Atlas, Cammy, Cam (Cam is my birth name *belch*)

39: Has anyone upset you in the last week?

Yeah :/

40: Have you ever cried over a text?

Yep

41: Where’s your last bruise located?

On my neck ;) (IM KIDDING I THINK MY HAND)

42: What is it from?

Colorguard

43: Last time you wanted to be away from somewhere really bad?

Earlier today

44: Who was the last person you were on the phone with?

My friend Katelyn

45: Do you have a favorite pair of shoes?

Yes

46: Do you wear hats if your having a bad hair day?

I will try, but my school dress code doesn't allow hats so I usually wear it up in a ponytail

47: Would you ever go bald if it was the style?

Nah

48: Do you make supper for your family?

No, we all make our own food

49: Does your bedroom have a door?

Si

50: Top 3 web-pages?

Tumblr, Twitter, and The Sims Resource because im a cc no life

51: Do you know anyone who hates shopping?

Yes I do

52: Does anything on your body hurt?

My back because I have to slouch in this chair to see my computer screen

53: Are goodbyes hard for you?

Depends

54: What was the last beverage you spilled on yourself?

Uhm... a soda ;-;

55: How is your hair?

Silky for once

56: What do you usually do first in the morning?

Check my phone to see how long I have to “get ready” (/sleep)

57: Do you think two people can last forever?

Yeah, if their love and loyalty is real and strong.

58: Think back to January 2007, were you single?

Well I had just turned 4, so I assume so.

59: Green or purple grapes?

Green 

60: When’s the next time you will give someone a BIG hug?

When I see my boyfriend because I never get to see him so I always give him like giant bear hugs

61: Do you wish you were somewhere else right now?

Yeah. Far, Far away from here.

62: When will be the next time you text someone?

After my boyfriend gets out of the shower (oh my god I have no friends)

63: Where will you be 5 hours from now?

Probably asleep or babbling to my boyfriend about how I want to transfer schools already

64: What were you doing at 8 this morning.

dying (well said, old me)

65: This time last year, can you remember who you liked?

Yes, I was head over heels for one of my guy friends

66: Is there one person in your life that can always make you smile?

There are many

67: Did you kiss or hug anyone today?

Do my dogs count?

68: What was your last thought before you went to bed last night?

I have exams tomorrow.

69: Have you ever tried your hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end?

Many times

70: How many windows are open on your computer?

2. (This page and also my tumblr page)

71: How many fingers do you have?

I'm not sure...

72: What is your ringtone?

The default ringtone

73: How old will you be in 5 months?

15

74: Where is your Mum right now?

In her room sleeping probably

75: Why aren’t you with the person you were first in love with or almost in love?

Because we broke up woooaah

76: Have you held hands with somebody in the past three days?

Nope

77: Are you friends with the people you were friends with two years ago?

Like one person

78: Do you remember who you had a crush on in year 7?

7th grade? Yes

79: Is there anyone you know with the name Mike?

I don't know anyone personally with that name, but I mean... Stranger Things.

80: Have you ever fallen asleep in someones arms?

No, but I've woken up in someones arms < THAT WAS OLD ME OMG POOR BABY FALLING ASLEEP IN SOMEONES ARMS IS SO NICE AND CUDDLY AND WARM FUDGE

81: How many people have you liked in the past three months?

ONE c:

82: Has anyone seen you in your underwear in the last 3 days?

Well... no

83: Will you talk to the person you like tonight?

Yes c:

84: You’re drunk and yelling at hot guys/girls out of your car window, you’re with?

I would never yell at hot people. Hot people are intimidating.

85: If your BF/GF was into drugs would you care?

Yes!

86: What was the most eventful thing that happened last time you went to see a movie?

I had to awkwardly smile at my boyfriend and his parents as I snuggled in his jacket cause I was freezing. 

87: Who was your last received call from?

My friend Kate

88: If someone gave you $1,000 to burn a butterfly over a candle, would you?

Yeah, and then my friends would do it too so we'd have like, 3000 dollars.

89: What is something you wish you had more of?

Friends

90: Have you ever trusted someone too much?

yes

91: Do you sleep with your window open?

nah

92: Do you get along with girls?

No girls are mean (trust me I’m biologically female)

93: Are you keeping a secret from someone who needs to know the truth?

Not that I know of

94: Does sex mean love?

okay this depends. in the way most people will think, no. But like, if you've been in a relationship for a while and want children then I think that's pretty dang lovey.

95: You’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, is that a problem?

Nah we’d probably just keep making out

96: Have you ever kissed anyone with a lip ring?

No

97: Did you sleep alone this week?

No I have my doggos

98: Everybody has somebody that makes them happy, do you?

Yes

99: Do you believe in love at first sight?

Meh

100: Who was the last person that you pinky promise?

Oh gosh I don't remember

#oh my god im too obsessed with my boyfriend #who wants to be my friend #i need more friends i have only one #ts4 #sims #sims 4 #aspacedragon

[eris0330]

The human weapon | Part five

Pairing: JungkookxReader

AU: Robot!Cyborg, Sci-fi

Genre: Angst - Romance

Word count: 5.2k

A/N: A/N: Yes, two parts is up, since I thought one part was a little too long so I cut it in half. Enjoy!

☽M. List☾ ; 1 // 2 // 3 // 4 // 5 // 6 // 7 // 8 // 9 // 10 [END]

“Maybe something with more cleavage?”

You huffed out of the black dress, supressing another defeat of finding the right one. Your eyes glaring towards the tall handsome man behind the curtains, separating you from killing him with his next suggestion.

“For the last time…. I AM NOT ABOUT HOOKING UP WITH SOMEONE”

“Come on Y/N. Don’t tell me, spending time with ‘Mr. Busan boy’ didn’t give you a tickle in the Venus?”

“YOU’RE SO GROSS! DON’T!”

“If you didn’t want to hear about it, why did you invite me to shop then?”

Jin was right, you knew what you stepped into when texting him this morning. But Jungkook wouldn’t understand the meaning of looking like a million, and Namjoon was too practical in his own way. The two of them could use the day on training with his weapons, while you finally got the time to find the right dress, to impress your sister at her wedding. Being caught up with your career ever since you were in high school, you didn’t get to make a lot of friends. Namjoon was the only one, to see the potential inside and didn’t mind not seeing each other for weeks. Winning an award or a game, felt like winning the lottery. It was the only thing that mattered.

“Because I miss spending time with my friend” You muttered in exhaustion, putting on your tight jeans while cursing under your breath of the choice of clothing for the day. Pulling away the curtain, you were met with an interesting but lazy look from your shopping partner. Shrugging it off, you walked towards the exit to destroy another dress shop.

“This, is probably the first time in years. You called me your friend, strange.” You ignored the comment, but realised how little you took him for granted. Jin was your manager, but also a companion. He knew when you were down, or just needed a full day to hit the boxing mattress out of anger. Even letting you crash on the couch, when Taehyung decided to flee. He was always there, you were just too busy with yourself.

“You were always my friend.” Entering the pink shaded shop, with pretty females and clothing racks collecting the new and on-sale dresses caught your eyes. Jin was rather occupied, watching the cute blonde flee to the backroom, gulping in the sight of the strands covering her back.

“Hey, Casanova! I could use some help here”

“Sure…”

Holding up different kind of dresses, from princess to gothic queen, Jin walked over to stand behind. The size difference was perfect, making him look over, getting the same view of what exactly you looked at.

“How about the pink one?”

“Pink doesn’t suit me.”

“Have you tried?”

His fingers lingered on a white dress, with a pink tint covering the whole fabric. Diamonds along the cleavage line, as a corset held the whole body in an hourglass form. A slit in the skirt, revealing your skin under it with a flirtatious skill. You weren’t the kind to choose dresses, or rather, skirts. You were fine in your sweat pants, jeans or shorts. It was comfortable and dolling up with everything, didn’t seem necessary inside your apartment all day long.

“No, I haven’t.”

“Then scoot away Princess, and put this on”

A pair of big hands comforting your shoulders, you were escorted towards the mini rooms filled with mirrors. The outstanding dress warming your arms, while almost giving up trying it on.

“Jiiiin…. Pink isn’t my colour!”

“Come on Y/N, just try. If you don’t, we will never know!”

It was like having a big brother, pushing you to do things you didn’t want, or protection from any evil. He only wished for the best, when you begged him to choose the right dress. Getting told that your ex-boyfriend would be there, he wished for his eyeballs to pop when you entered the room. The heartbreak he created, would make him regret every decision through his years together with that obnoxious woman. Sipping up the dress, and undoing your high pony tail, letting the freshly dried strands fall upon your collarbones. A last smile and twirl in front of the mirror, taking in the shaded pink fading in on the honey delicate skin.

“Please don’t tell me you’re going to take this long putting it on, for the wedding. You’re like a sloth, so slow” Jin’s mocking comment, hearing his impatient vocals rush through the curtains, you revealed yourself from the blocking piece of fabric, leaving the man speechless. His eyes glowing with sparkles and the sound of his throat, trying to create a simple word. It amused you, seeing him like this as if you had won a competition.

“What do you think? Mr. Impatient”

“…Wow….”

“Really, that’s all?” Your hands finding place upon your hips, while swinging them from side to side. His pupils following every movement, as if he was in a trance.

“I-I mea-n-n …. Wow”

“Spit it out dork” You hurried with a smile, trying not to take the opportunity for granted.

“You look beautiful.” Finally collecting a solid sentence of compliment, you felt better in putting on the dress. Jin wasn’t so bad shopping with, the pink shade with white underneath, did wonders to your skin. The shape of the corset, giving you a banging body along with the slit on the skirt, revealing your toned legs.

“Thanks, Jin. You did well”

“Hell yeah I did” He laughed, making your eyes roll. It didn’t matter for how long you knew him, there was no doubt he would let his own ego skydive for your sake.

“I bet Taehyung won’t be able to take his eyes off you.”

“I guess…” Pouting upon the comment, you looked into the mirror with the dazzling girl in a pink dress looking back. The diamonds lingering along the edge of the top, your fingers stroked to feel the pricks poke along the skin. Imagining the facial expression on Taehyung from the other side of the room, gave you butterflies, but reminded of Jungkook made your heart skip a beat. Was it really Taehyung you wised a reaction from?

“WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY APARTMENT!!!”

Clothes, burnt spots on the wall, pillow fluff sticking everywhere and furniture in ruins. Namjoon hiding behind the nearest plant, Jungkook stood oblivious in the centre of the whole room. Your shopping bag and Jin following along behind, making his mouth gap in surprise watching the mess.

“What in the world happened in here…?”

Jin closed the door behind, while stomping your way towards the glassed man. The fear in his eyes growing, as you grabbed the collar of his shirt, dragging him along the floor as he prayed.

“I swear- I didn’t know it would come this far… HE WAS SO GOOD THO” Throwing him in front of yourself on the floor, he was positioned in a bow. His nose only a few millimetres from the burnt spot and Jin collecting himself, to what to do. Your hands forming into fists, trying to keep your anger at bay.

“Why… inside…. Kim… Namjoon.” Within gritted teeth, you heard the snorts of Jin from the entrance. Namjoon mumbling towards the floor, making it unable to hear what he was saying.

“I-I was the problem… It started raining and I didn’t want him to get a cold…” From your right, you watched Jungkook come closer with fiddling fingers. Turning your attention towards the boy, you walked further. His eyes growing at each step of intimidation and feeling your anger linger on the shoulders.

“Don’t be mad at him, be mad at me…”

Eyes locked with his hazel eyes and sweat drops forming on his forehead, you took in a deep inhale. The exhale watching his breathing slow down and his sight turning softer. He could sense it, the way the anger disappeared. The black coal spots on the carpet and any furniture your eyes pointed towards, your anger build quicker. But the sight of Jungkook, it was erased in seconds. His significant smile growing, while you gave up on trying.

“I’m not mad at you, it’s okay, you tried to protect him.”

“Okay?! Okay?!” Namjoon stood up from his position in protest, while brushing off the dust from his pants. A sight of defeat and confusion, while walking towards you for innocence.

“Don’t push it science guy.” You glared, making him pout in defeat. His arms falling to his side, while hearing footsteps coming closer.

“You must be the mysterious boy, that Y/N told me about. It’s nice to FINALLY meet you, my name is Jin, a friend.” A kind bow, receiving the same back. Jungkook looked at you, searching for an answer. Nodding in agreement, you smiled in assurance of that Jin wasn’t an enemy.

“I’m Jungkook”

“Jin?” Namjoon questioned, examining the taller pretty boy. Adjusting his glasses, he looked again while watching the smile grow on Jin.

“It’s been a long time Namjoon. I thought you were working in a different country, I haven’t seen you for months.” He laughed, hugging each other in a familiar way. Namjoon was always with you, during tournaments, watching you from afar while standing with your manager, Jin. They grew a love for music and passion for work, while developing a special relationship. It was creeping along their spines, but they both knew, you were the root of it all. When you disappeared from the field, they didn’t know if they should keep in contact or not.

“I have been working a lot”

“Me too, Namjoon. Me too.” Jin chuckled, clapping a hand on Namjoon’s shoulder.

“So, has the men found their clothes for the wedding?” He continued, while watching the facial expression fall on Namjoon.

“Oh no….”

“Please tell me you found a tux…” You pleaded, watching Jungkook’s eyebrows scrunch together. Namjoon shaking his head in denial, realising the one task on his list, that he hasn’t completed.

“THE WEDDING IS TOMORROW NAMJOON” You yelled, watching the clock to be shown that the shops have already closed.

“I FORGOT! WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO NOW???” Chaos and panicked abrupted the delightful atmosphere, trying to find a way to get a tux for the boys. You didn’t have any nice clothing for a guy, and neither did Namjoon.

“Now, now kids. Take a deep breath and let me take care of it. Let me borrow the boys and I will take them to one of my good friends, who owns a shop. He got everything, and always has his style on point. Also saved my ass, when I had to go to prom a few years back. They don’t call him “J-hope” for nothing.” Jin interrupted with hands in defence, trying to calm the down the situation. Your anger pulse dangling at its highest, waving your hand to the boys.

“Go. I’ll clean up the apartment. Do whatever” You exhaustingly spoke, making Jin walk first. Namjoon following afterwards, while Jungkook hesitantly walked with effortless steps around, as you cleaned up the pillow fluffs.

“I…. Will you be here when I come back?” Turning around to the face boy, you tilted your head to the side.

“Yes, I think I will have to clean up this mess the whole night” You huffed, looking at the pieces of wood flowing on the floor. Everything was a mess, and a good night sleep didn’t seem too enlightening at the sight of it. A chest blocking your sight, feeling his arms wrap your tired body against him. Listening his heart beat follow along with your own, while trying to understand what is happening.

“I’m sorry for making a mess… You can be mad at me.” He whispered on the top of your hair, feeling his exhales against your skin. Your legs feeling like spaghetti, trying to adjust the warmth growing in your body. Shaking your head and fondly stroking his muscular arms, the chills on his skin tickling your palm.

“I can’t be mad at you…. Just, do it outside next time, okay?”

“Okay..”

It felt like an eternity within his arms, swaying you from side to side, but you didn’t mind. The feel of his heart thumbing against your cheek and his breathing hitting your skin like a summer breeze.

“Jungkook, are you coming?” Jin barged in, making your interactions break apart. The frigid air flowing over the places he burned with his touch, while giving you one last look before turning his heel. Jin raised an eyebrow, watching your flushed cheeks in the dim light.

“Yeah, Mr. Busan boy totally doesn’t do anything to your wild hormones” He chuckled, before closing the door behind him. The sound of a car driving away, you continued to clean up the mess. Your hands feeling cold, but your cheeks burning. It was an odd combination of confusion, happiness or regret.

“Y/N..?” Jungkook pushed the front door, to be entering a dark apartment. Only the sound of wind hitting the leaves of the tress outside, made a living inside. With slow steps and care, he proceeded to walk further inside. Calling your name with such delicate whisper, unaware where you were. Jungkook could never imagine it wold be so much fun, spending time with Namjoon and Jin. They both told stories about you in high school, and how stubborn you were when climbing a tree to get the perfect red apple for them, falling in the process. He loved hearing about you, when he wasn’t around. Imagining the smile, he loved to see every day, in a prior version of a smaller face and same delight. They even taught about flirting and bad pick-up lines. Even found out, that Jungkook couldn’t react to alcohol. Jungkook had to walk home alone, hoping that they wouldn’t get a scare when putting the adults to sleep in the single bed. He could barely keep himself in his own skin, waiting to see your face again.

Putting the bag aside on the kitchen counter, he noticed a familiar light snore close by. Following the sound in curiosity, he spotted a blanket shaped like a ball on the couch. It moved, or rather, breathed. You were asleep, snoring at the exhaustion for the day as for cleaning up most of the dirt in the apartment. He chuckled, finding it rather cute to see such a thing. But you were right, you would be here when he came back. Locking the door and securing the apartment, he joined along the messy couch to feel your body press against him. Your head falling into place onto his chest, getting him to stop breathing for a few seconds. He wouldn’t dare to wake you, but realised how tired he was for himself. Wrapping another blanket around you, his arm found place upon your hip tucking you closer. Feeling your blood rush and heartbeat against his skin, flowed along his own towards his cheeks. It was warm, and fuzzy.

“Good night, Y/N.” A shy kiss planted on the top of your head, making you mumble in the state of a dream. Closing his own eyes, to arrive at the same dream land as you, he hoped that the nightmares would disappear forever being with you and in fact, he didn’t mind the idea.

“Hey, sleeping beauty, if you don’t get your ass up from the couch you will never be ready for the wedding!”

“Huh? Jin?” Your eyes fluttered open at the sound of his strong voice colliding with your ear drums, making your perfect slumber come to an end. Stretching your limbs, the time has disappeared but it felt like you had slept for ages and have had the most amazing night, despite the lousy burned couch. Your hand fondled upon a different blanket, than the one you remembered from last night. There was no memory of anything after having a break down over the amount of burnt floor pieces and most reliably fell asleep in the process.

“Did you give me this blanket?” You muttered, trying to adjust at the sunlight coming through the curtains. There were a few hours before you had to go see your sister, at her wedding. Newer people to see and older friends to greet.

“No, and I asked Jungkook to come over to my place with Namjoon. I’ll have them to get ready and prepared, before we come and get you too.” Jin chuckled, unveiling the sunny Saturday morning to your puffy face.

“Are you invited to the wedding too?” You yawned while looking sceptic at him, not remembering that your sister has met your previous manager.

“I have my ways…. Namjoon asked.” He mumbled, folding your blankets while walking towards the exit.

“By the way, I have someone you should meet. Not only is he great at dancing, but he is amazing in fashion too. Mr. J-Hope” Opening the door, a taller and much more defined guy walked in. His hair was styled in a flirtatious style, just showing enough forehead in the middle while parted. A blinding smile, which was like walking into the sun. A pair of light denim jeans with a black belt, while his loose white T-shirt was tucked inside.

“Call me Hoseok. You must be Y/N? Jin proposed you needed a stylist for today and since I don’t have any clients, I thought why not?” His voice was even more impressive, and it was like receiving a Christmas gift earlier than expected.

“Thanks… I’m sorry to trouble you” You shyly spoke, trying to keep your excitement down. It was like he could read any emotion hidden inside, as you bowed politely.

“No worries. Jin told me about your dress and I think I can make a great makeup look fit perfectly!” He chimed, while clapping his hands in enjoyment. Hoseok was a huge ball of sunshine, and you didn’t mind putting your ‘look’ into his hands.

“Well, kids. I’m going now, be ready at 5pm because we will be right outside. At least you got a few hours, so I hope it won’t stress you too much” Jin claimed, waving goodbye to retreat to his own apartment.

Stuck together with Hoseok, he didn’t seem to mind that it was the first time meeting each other. Chirpy and in delight, he put out his bag filled with makeup tools and look books. Taking in your unwashed face and natural beauty, he smiled while thinking of a perfect look.

“Subtle and delicate. Or, Flirty and sexy?” He questioned, making you shrug on the shoulders.

“Maybe we can mix… But first off, go take a shower. You will feel more refreshed after a clean wash and I’ll get right into the facial products. If I make you feel uncomfortable, please tell me.” He smiled, making your knees weak of his kindness. Nodding in agreement you went towards your single bathroom, to a take a morning wash. The water was washing off the morning eagerness of dullness, as you felt like a new-born baby in seconds. After some time of cleaning up, you went towards the kitchen where Hoseok had set up his ‘studio’.

“You already look beautiful, I doubt we can do much more to it!” He chimed, making you flushed while taking a seat at the counter island.

“So, have you thought about the boys in a tux? Been ages since prom” He commented, trying to ease your nerves about having to see a lot of ‘old friends’.

“I have never seen them in a tux. I’m quite impressed that Jin got Namjoon into one…” You chuckled, feeling Hoseok’s fingers run through the strands of your silky hair.

“Yeah… Jin was actually the one client I was struggling with about a tux. When he reached out to me for prom, he seemed so helpless but was insecure about the idea. I could understand him, it didn’t seem like that his classmates would wear one then, why would he?” You wondered what Jin was like, back when you weren’t in his life. There wasn’t a lot of small talk, while working together, but old high school fuck ups wasn’t one of them.

“Though, he ended up being the most handsome man at prom. The girls could barely keep their fingers to themselves, literally. He realised, that he enjoyed the spotlight. More of all, he got the face, so I don’t see a problem with it”

“I understand, his looks are no joke” You chuckled, feeling the freshly warm curls land on your shoulders.

“Well, your hair is done, what do you think?”  Hoseok spoke determent, holding up a mirror for you to see. Within minutes, he had already strived to get a subtle hairstyle. Light waves that goes the right way, while making your face seem smaller than regular.

“I like it” You spoke, making him clap in victory.

“Right, now it’s time for makeup. I’m thinking a bit of a mix with gentle, innocent look, with flirtatious lashes and sexy eyes” He visualised it all in his head, while stroking your cheek in delight. Feeling the plush flesh, you couldn’t help but smile at the professionalism and openminded person.

“Besides, a little bird told me about this one guy you need to impress at the wedding?” Picking the right shade of foundation, he spiked up another conversation. You pondered on the question, before determinedly answered.

“Yeah. I’m really curious what his reaction is going to be”

“Understandable. I was told he looked really good, but you need to look better” He snapped, while tapping the foundation into the skin with a beauty blender.

“He does look really good, he has such an amazing smile” You blurted out, not even trying to cover up your blushed cheeks.

“Oh girl. I don’t need any blush for you, since you got that taken well care of already. I don’t blame you, he is fit and looks healthy. I’m surprised he doesn’t have a girlfriend” You felt slightly embarrassed, but it didn’t matter when Hoseok didn’t mind about it.

“He must mean a lot to you, since you react this way?” He chuckled, making you close your eyes of all the memories together.

“Yeah…” You mumbled, feeling your toes curl of the thought about him.

“What was his name again…?” His eyebrows scrunching while putting your smokey eye shadow on the lids, letting care take over. Opening your mouth for the certain answer, the next thing could only shut you up.

“Jun-“

“Taehyung? Kim Taehyung, right?” Moving away to find the next shade, you were speechless of what to say. Taehyung was going to the wedding, your first love. Your mind didn’t spare a piece of him, while Hoseok probably talked about him all along. Jungkook was the first person, that were popping underneath your lids at the thought of anyone special.

“Did I do something wrong?” Being taken out of spacing off, you were met with a worried look. Shaking your head lightly, you smiled softly at him.

“No, you didn’t.”

“Good, I would hate myself if I made you feel uncomfortable” He chimed yet again, making you smile fondly at his personality.

Even though putting make up and doing your hair didn’t take a long time, there was still a few hours before the others would arrive. Setting up a nice talk in your kitchen, Hoseok was your next friend to let inside. He was witty, friendly and positive. Sharing a bottle of wine together, went down before you could put your dress on. Changing in front of Hoseok and letting him help zip up the dress, didn’t feel weird with the professionalism that lingered in the air. A pair of heels, that might make you regret even buying them in the first place after a while. You looked stunning, and Hoseok was proud of his achievement. The timing was right, as you heard a honk from the outside. Checking the last details, you were escorted down the stairs to the exit.

“Ready to blow their minds?” He chuckled, getting a hold of the door handle.

“Definitely”

In a swift movement, the door was opened to be revealing three handsome guys in tux at the end of the stairs on the side walk. Each of them in black and white, different combinations but your eyes fell on Jungkook, with his sleek dark-brown hair parted the way like Hoseok’s. A simple black tux and a bowtie matching, with an amazed expression seeing you walk down the stairs. You felt intimidated, by the way he stared. He was speechless, making it unable for you to not blush for a reaction.

“Wow Y/N, you should wear a dress more” Namjoon commented with a smile, rubbing the back of his neck. His light brown hair giving him a cool look, combed back to reveal his flawless skin and without glasses. Hoseok was right, Jin looked stunning in a tux. Manly and with a sleek smirk making him look cooler, and less of a dork if you knew him beforehand.

“Hand me the money then, so I can buy more dresses like this” You joked, making him chuckle back.

“I’m impressed. Hoseok did an excellent job on you” Jin spoke, guiding towards the back of the car.

“I didn’t do much. Most of it, is something that was already there” Turning around you noticed the quick wink that you received, feeling bubbles rise in the bottom of your stomach. Giving him a hug while thanking him in silence, you were then seated in the back of the car. Hoseok was the driver and ‘luckily’, you were seated beside Jungkook. There was about a 20-min drive, before arriving at the wedding and Jungkook were silent most of the time. You bit on your lip in nervousness, unsure if you should comment or let it go. But, he was the only one, you wished a clear reaction from, just a word.

“Hey…” You heard the silent whisper from your side, looking into his brown doe eyes. Gulping at the caught of the contact, you felt the heat rise in your cheeks.

“Hey” You smiled lightly, but exhaled in response of finally getting him to talk.

“You look…” You waited, but he couldn’t proceed. Jungkook looked confused, but wanted to say it straight. Putting your hand on top of his, you assured him with your expression that “It’s okay”.

“Beautiful. You look beautiful…. But, it doesn’t seem satisfying enough. I want to say you look amazing, excellent, beautiful, magnificent, like an angel, but it’s hard to come up with just one word…”

You were taken aback by the way he tried to detail everything, making your heart thumb harder in your chest. Squeezing his hand as a thank you, you gave him a sly kiss on his cheek. It felt warm and fuzzy, like the way he does to you, when just holding hands.

“You look amazing too, Jungkook” You commented, making his smile grow in the sight of your eyes. You loved the way he smiled, it was so clear and delicate. Small or big, but the best part, he scrunched his nose sometimes. The way he showed true happiness, was through his scrunches.

“Should I drop you off here, or?” Hoseok asked the crowd, before pulling up on the sidewalk.

“Yeah, thanks Buddy.” Jin spoke from the side, clapping the back of Hoseok’s shoulder. Giving each other a reassuring smile, he requested to all of you, to call him if you needed a ride home. Hoseok, was a true angel.

Stepping outside, you noticed the crowd of multiple people standing along the entrance. Everyone was waiting for the bride, that you were going to see very soon. Trying to scan the wave of people, Jungkook took your hand in his. Out of all, he didn’t know what to do in these kinds of situations. Wrapping your arm around his, you walked together inside the church finding the right seats. It didn’t take long to see your sister walk down the aisle, waiting for her groom, Jimin almost crying at the sight of her. You never met your brother in law, but according to Jaein, he was a real softie. Jungkook seemed amazed from the most parts, memorising the steps, movements and words exchanged in front. The commitment, that he has never tried.

“You may now kiss the bride”

Even though it was a beautiful moment, for your family and friends, specially your sister. Your eyes still tried to find the culprit hidden between people, but never caught him. Did she really invite him?

Walking outside to see them take off, you have never seen her so happy about becoming someone with a new last name. The way her eyes sparkled and unforgettable smile along with her soul mate, touched something in your heart. Maybe this will happen to you, one day. There was transport from the church to the ball room, where the wedding would be celebrated. You and Namjoon had to explain to Jungkook the traditional about a wedding. The flower throwing and dancing, or other things with the groom’s socks and bride’s veil. He seemed genuinely interested, but you and Namjoon couldn’t help but feel a little anxious. Letting him outside with people, that he didn’t know and things he didn’t know about. It was dangerous, but you both knew, it was something he had to learn one day.

“Y/N YOU’RE REALLY HERE??” Not even a single step inside the ball room, you were hugged tightly by your sister.

“Of course, I came Jaein. I would never miss such a big event, by the way, you look absolutely stunning”

“Thank you. I’m finally Mrs. Jaein Park”

“Who’s your new friend? I don’t think I have seen him before” She added, while giving a sight towards Jungkook. His body frozen at the intimidating eyes, you firmly wrapped an arm around his.

“This is Jungkook, he’s from Busan” You responded, making him bow politely as if it was necessary. She couldn’t help but smile at the boy, while pulling you closer to whisper.

“Is he your date?? He’s really cute”

“Jaein!!” You blurted out, making your sister giggle. Jin wished her the best, but it all ended with a clarification of how they knew each other. Apparently, Jaein had a huge crush on Jin back in High school. In fact, Jaein was his date but he was swarmed by girls most of the night, they never really got to have a dance together. They seemed like close friends, but now that Jaein was married, she couldn’t help but show off.

“See, you could have gotten all of this, if you just took your time to dance with me~” She joked, while assigning to Namjoon how everything went that night. It was nice, to finally be together. There wasn’t a lot of people you knew, but you didn’t care. This would be the last time, you would ever see them again, aside from your friends. Jungkook seemed to adjust, getting a lot of questions from Jaein about how you and Jungkook met. But at least, Namjoon had your back about all of this. Possibly, would be a good idea to get a hold of what Namjoon have explained.

“Y/N?”

Not even turning around, you remembered that voice. The voice, that made your heart race by just a simple name calling. Even months after the break, he could still do the same.

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[sunset-lover-la-blog]

Scott McCall meet the pack and him (very long and kinda dirty)

Scott McCall imagine You were sitting in a park when a cute boy walk toward you S: Hey Y/N:h-hi. You said blushing so hard S:Do you go to Beacon Hill high school? Y/N: Not yet actually I just move in that house with my mom(you live next door stiles’) S:Really!he say exited My best friend live next door Y/N:Sooo...I guess I’ll see you a lot near my house He laugh S:yeaaah.he say chuckling Stiles come running St:SCOOOOOOOTT!!!!!!! Sc- ott (he’s hardly breathing) St:OH GOD I run my freaking life You chuckle S:What stiles?he said while rolling the eyes and sigh St:Welll... Liam is going ...out tonight with a girl called Valerie Brown! He’s said with taking he’s breat again Y/N: Wait what!? Who’s Liam !? St: Oh god...you are very pretty You blush a little less than when Scott talked to you Y/N: Thanks...Well who’s my sister is going out with?! Scott and Stiles: YOUR SISTER ?! Y/N: yeah my little sister Is Val S:Well Liam is my friend so she’s in good hand Y/N:Yeah but I don’t want those hand on my lil sister’s pants or something else! Scott and Stiles and you laughed so hard S:You have a really cute laugh Y/N:Thank😊 St:Shit Lydia found a body at the pool Y/N: A body?! Like A DEAD BODY ??? S:Well shit St:Fuck... S:wait I smell like something... St:Oh no... Y/N: Ummm I gtg right now sooo... S:Wait Y/N! Y/N: yeah... S:are you a ... Y/N:Yeah... St:Wtf can someone explains me something?! S:Y/N is a... St:a...? Y/N:Banshee and ... S:Wait I tought you were a...? Y/N: and a werewolf specially a true alpha... St:no way...How the fuck you can be these two at the same time? Y/N:My dad wa- you got cut off by Scott S:A were wolf and her mom is an banshee right ? Y/N: How do you know that?! St:Lydia told us that she had-you cut him off Y/N:Lydia?Lydia Martin?how do you know her?! S:She’s you cousin right? Y/N:Yeah St:Y/N is a chimera by birth! You didn’t say anything S:Y/N ?are you okay Y/N: not really... St:Why Y/N: I left mystic falls because of all that supernatural stuff and now I got even more here S:Dont worry I’ll here for you He hugs you really thigh St:I gotta go like right now Lydia need me You and Scott: Bye S:sooo... wanna go to my place ? Y/N:Sure! .............................…………………..………… At Scott’s S:my mom’s not here.wanna watch a movie ? You stay silent Y/N:Scott...who’s that? Pointing at Isaac,Dereck,Allisson,Aiden,Ethan,Malia and Theo (btw Allisson and Aiden’s not dead and Theo is not evil but he still hot Af ) S:Oooh...Well they are my friends Y/N:Well hey guys ??:Hey I’m Isaac you are very pretty. You blush Y/N:Thanks ??:I’m Aiden but I have a question?Did it hurts when you fall from heaven ? You laugh a little Scott look pissed ??:Hey i’m Allisson and I think your shoes are nice where do you take them? Y/N:Umm in a little store in mystic falls I Think ??:hi my name is Malia and i’m totally jealous your hair is sooooo pretty Y/N:Well thanks I like you hair too ??:Hey I’m Ethan and I’m gay You chuckle Y/N:Well i thinks I would be able to remember who’s is who now Everyone laugh ??:Hey I’m Derek how old are you? S:Dude calm down You chuckle Y/N:well 17 D:shit.. ??:Hi you are absolutely gorgeous and btw I’m Theo Raeken You blush a lot Y/N:Thanks and I’m Y/N by the way I:sorry but do you have a boyfriend ? A&D&T:Yeah? Y/N:Well i don’t think so ...you said sadly S:Why do you said that ? Y/N:Well i used to date someone (Damon Salvatore)but when I move here he didn’t want to talk to me anymore sooo... I:oh...i’m Sorry Y/N:Its okay he’s a dick anyway Everyone Laugh S:I have a question for You guys? Wth are you doing in my house? M:Well we were bored so we go to your place but you weren’t here so we were waiting for you S:I can hear your hear beating faster M:Fuck Al:Actually we were looking for Liam but he’s in a date with a lil girl Y/N:Yeah my lil sister Everyone except you and Scott were surprise A:you don’t look the same at all ! Y/N Wait you already see her?! D:Yeah Liam camed at the loft with her Y/N:I smell something... Ethan talk with Aiden mentally E:Is she a supernatural thing? A:I dont but she’s really hot E:yeah but don’t forget that Scott like her A:What?! E:Are you kidding you are an idiot! A:What !? E:He’s was so pissed when you and the boys were talking to her, his heartbeat are beating faster than usual but not that fast A:Oh shit i’m an idiot E:Yeah lucky you that you have me A:oh shut up E:you shut up Aiden push Ethan and Ethan punch Aiden but Scott stop them before things get toxic Y/N:Guys someone is coming wait two people... Someone knock at the door... It was.......... Lydia and Stiles You ran up to Lydia and you guys hugs for like 1 minute everyone was silent and staring at you two M:umm the fuck? Stiles said something that was goosebumping for you all St:guys...the Kanima is back and he killed Mrs.Brooks at the pool I:Shuuuuuuuuuuuts Stiles she cannot know!he said while wisper very loud Y/N:Ummm Isaac? I:Yeah... Y/N:I heard You I:Shit A:Are you a werecoyote ? Y/N:No... Scott looks at Lydia L:She’s like Theo T:What?! Y/N:I’m a chimera D:With what ? Y/N: A lot of thing S&St:Wait aren’t you two things like you said before ?! Y/N:No Stiles cause you didn’t let me speak! Everyone laugh St:yeah I speak to much Everyone agree T:so what are you? Y/N:take a seat E:why? Y/N:TAKE a seat please Everybody seat Y/n: well my mom is an banshee and my dad was a werewolf Al:yeah Y/n:but when my dad died like when I was 10 my uncle was very sad so he went crazy and try some crazy experience with me and my siblings My sister was 6 and my brother was 12 s- S:you got a brother? T:Jace Brown? Y/N:yeah how do you know ? T:i went once in mystic falls to see my friend damon and he was there-you cut him off Y/n:How do know damon ? T:we were young at we went to the same summer camp how do you know him? Y/n: Well you remember the guy who was my boyfriend ? A&E:Yeah? Y/n:Well it’s him T:oh shit... Y/n:What?!... Al&M&D&T:Y/n don’t turn around and don’t scream,Scott calm down and Ethan & Aiden get together slowly You turn around and see a ...berserker You run to him and hug him Everyone was shocked Y/N:What? M:did you just hug that !? Y/n: Yeah i didn’t have the time to finish my story but I a chimera banshee,true alpha,berserker,coyote,Jaguar,kanima,kitsune water and human you said little bit happy S:What... A&E:The... D&M:Fuck! I&T: this is so Al&St:Cool Y/N:yeah I know The berserker come with Kate Argent Who apear in the door Allisson didn’t look at her K:Hey guys!hey Derek you miss me? D:Not really... Kate has a smirk on her face K:I know you missed me Derek rolled his eyes Y/N:Kate what are you doing here ? K:What I cannot see my favorite godchild Everyone expect you and Kate: Godchild?! Y/N:Yup...but Kate What was the real reason? K:Actually someone really wanted to see you she said looking at the berserker You chuckle Y/n:I missed you too Cookie!you said while Hugging him he’s like a dog for you S:okay well guys me and Y/N really wanted to watch a movie so if you ca-he got cut off by...someone banging on the door... Malia open it and said:who the hell are you? ??:I’m actually here for someone so get the fuck out please You recognize the voice Y/n:WTF are you doing here ?you said mad and pissed ??:I’m sorry You ingnor him T:wait i remember that voice! Y/N:Damon get the fuck out of here! S:Damon the damon you were talking about? T:yeah Da:Theo Raeken is good to see you too? St:What is going on ? L:Damon! Da:Oh hey Hi Lydia how are you ? L:go away Da:I don’t think so A&E:Go away or we gon’ beat the shit out of you! Da:I don’t think so...he said while smirking I:Why?we are 7 vs 1 Da:Oh god Y/N you gotta to be kidding me?!Werewolf really you can do better ! St:How does he know ? Da:And a human?!he said laughing L:Go away Damon! Da:Oh there a werecoyote here too doesn’t it? M:How? Y/N:Guys I forgot to tell you... T:He’s a vampire S:Well crap Da:Oh my lord Y/N I’m sorry please take me back! Y/N:Hell no you cheated on me with my best friend (Elena) and stoped talking to me you are a jerk Da:I was*He said sadly Y/N:Damon you’ve been such a dick and I thinks you deserve a second chance-damon cut you off Da:really?! Y/N:Yeah but in friend i’m Over you... Da:I understand.He said quite happy S:so Damon right? Da:Yeah S:Do you live in mystic fall? Da:not Anymore I was tired of all that shit Y/N:so you move in Beacon hills ? Damon:Yup Y/N:That Nice S:Y/n? Damon? You and Damon:Yes S: do you want to join the pack ? Y/N&Da:Heck yeah ! Li:Nice we gotta celebrate this! Liam and Val came in V:Damon? Da:Sup Li:Who are you? He’s looking at you V:she’s my sister Li:Oh!nice to meet you I’m Liam Y/n:Nice to meet you too I’m Y/N Liam look at you and smell you Y/N:What are you doing? Li:you are a berserker!guys go away from her Everyone laugh Li:Why Are You All Laughing SHE IS DANGEROUS!!!! V:I’m one too Li:Well SHIT! A&E:We all know Li:Really? S&St:Yup Lydia run to Valerie and hug her ❤️ V:Cousin!!! Li:Cousin? Y/N:Yup He look at you confused Li:wait you are a were Jaguar ? Y/N:A chimera mixed Li:The fuck Y/n: i’m A mixed of a lot of supernatural thing like a banshee,Kanima,kitsune of water,an true alpha,berserker ,coyote and an human Li:Holy shit that way more cooler than being a werewolf St:Liam Shut up ! Damon laugh so hard so everyone laugh a lot too Li:Val what are you ? Val:Umm actua-Damon cut off again Da.actually she's a chimera werewolf,Berserker,kitsune of air and human Li:Okay Thanks but who are you and what are you ? Da:I’m Dam-cut off by Val V:He’s Damon the ex fucked up of Y/N and he’s a vampire she sais childish Da:Thanks Val he said sarcastically St:I kinda like him Da:yeah me too Al:so i’m Gonna go its 2 am and tomorrow I got to go hunt we my dad Da:Well shit she is a hunter right ? S:Yup Da:She’s hot Al:Thanks I’m Allisson Da:Damon Salvatore T:Yeah I’m gotta go I’m tired it’s was nice to meet you Y/N Y/n:Bye Theo bye Alli I&D&A&E:We are going to the loft bye guys Y/n:Bye see ya tomorrow L&St:Tomorrow at 7 Party at the loft Everyone : yeaaaaah! Val:Y/N mom is at mystic fall can I go at Liam’s please Y/N: yeah but no sex without latex Liam is red bright so is Val Val:Thanks bye guys she run holding liam’s Hand Malia:I’m going to Brett’s bye S:Bye guys Everyone is gone You and Scott are alone at his place S:Y/N? Y/n:yes Scott? S:I like you...a lot You are blushing so hard Y/n:M-me too S:D-do you wanna be my girlfrie-you cut him off by kissing him so he kissed back and it was passionate and heated he pulled out S:i guess that a Yes ? Y/n:Actually no... S:What?he’s about to cry Y/n:Just kidding He’s smile Y/n:Of course i wanna be yours S:oMG you scared me! He leaned for a kiss so you do And it start to a make out session on the couch but it get a lot more heated You get on his laps and his large hand are on your hips you start kissing his neck and doing and hickey but I come off anyway so you just keep kissing his neck.You take off his shirt and start touching his abs and lay him on the couch and kissing his abs he let out a little moan so he take off your shirt and flipped you so he is so on you. He kissing you neck and found you “soft spot” and you let out a little moan and he take off your pant and you take him’s off Too so now you are in bra and panties and he is in boxer.you run upstairs very fast and go to his room and lay down on his bed and he came in the room he wanted you even more so he fucked you you guys stop after an hour you fall asleep on his bed.You wake up before him and you put one of his shirt who is bigger than you so we cannot see your underwear.You go downstairs and do breakfast for Scott.You do bacon,egg,sausage,pancake and toast You were about to go upstairs but Scott was already downstairs cause he smells food Y/n:Morning Babe S:Morning Gorgeous Y/n:I do some breakfast S:Thanks I was so staaarrving are you a chimera mixed with chef cause this is delicious Someone knock at the door You open it and see the pack Isaac,Derek,Aiden,Theo,Stiles,Liam and Damon are staring at you with mouth wide open cause you forgot that you ait got no bra and pants The girls are laughing Scott get a little jealous Da:Umm Y/N... Y/n:What? He make you sign to look at what you’re wearing with his eyes wide open Y/n:Shit You run upstairs and get change but you don’t have other clothes... Y/n:Shit i don’t have any clothes Malia heard you so she run to her house to get some clothes for you because she really wanted be your friends (she live near Scott’s) She run upstairs everyone was like “the fuck?” M:Y/n? Y/n:Yeah ? M:i got some clothes for you Y/n:Omg Thanks a lot Malia you are a very good friends M:no problem You were very short like 5feet so she brought you some small short and a little crop top that were exactly your size except the short were kinda short and you got a big a$$ sooo... You go down stair after like 10 min Everyone was looking at you shocked Y/n:What is all that I had ! Scott take is jacket and put it on you S:i don’t like that the other are looking at you like that.he wisper in your ear. D:sooo what did you do yesterday night? He asked you two S:we watched a movie E:lies! A:Heartbeating fast! St:Busted! Val laugh like everyone I:plus y/n got a hickey on her neck Da:It doesn’t come off cause Scott is an alpha L:What did you really do guys? M:Yeah? Scott and you said nothing and looking at each other blushing T:O St:M I:G Li:They V:Had Al:SEX Everyone was laughing Y/n:Sooo Liam,Val what did you do yesterday ? Li:just chill at home S:LIES! Da:BUSTED! M:is that an hickey on liam’s neck?! Li:no it’s a bruises! A&E:LIES! I:BUSTED X2 ! D:O Y/N:M L:G Da:They T:Fucked ! They went red like a tomato .………………………………….…….......…… before the party The girls was getting at lydia’s And the boys at Derek’s to get this ready You wear a red dress tight and some high heels black and you had space bun. Lydia wears a black dress tight with white high heels and wavy hairs. Allisson wears a blue navy tight dress with grey high heels with a French braid. Malia wears a grey tight dress with red high heels and a messy bun Val wear a white tight dress with blue navy high heels and Two French braid You all match The theme of the party was neon light So you all wear neon makeup style Osheaga ………......…………….……………………….. The party You girls got into the loft. You start to dance with Theo cause he asked you and you said yes Lydia dance with Stiles Val with Liam Malia with Brett Allisson with Derek Isaac dance with a nowhere girl who was obvusily drunk Aiden dance with Chloe a girl who go to the school Ethan dance with Danny And Scott is jealous cause you were dancing with Theo and kinda sexual but no kissing cause you guys cannot get drunk but suddenly you got pulled away from Theo Y/n : wtf ? You say kinda dizzy (get this from an episode) S:Y/n?! Are you okay All the pack except Lydia and Stiles was getting dizzy like they were drunk that was the music? M:Y/n... Y/n:Stiles...s...to...p... th...e.. ..m..u...s...i...c St:What ? L:Stop the music! Stiles look at the DJ who look at you with a devil smirk Lydia kicked the speaker but is not the only speaker Some people drag you to another room and put gasoline on you all and they are laughing at you guys and they keep getting the fire near you But you cannot move One more minute and you guys burn down Stiles punched the DJ and Lydia Screams as hard to break the speaker and it work you guys woke up and Scott was the first one up but the person who keep the fire didn’t see him and he knock out him you all wake up and you put some Kanima venin in the man so he cannot move for 7 days The party was finish and you all got home. You go to scott’s and he looks mad. Y/n:Babe are you okay ? He ignore you Y/n:SCOTT MCCALL!? S:What? He said while controlling him to not cry Y/n:are you crying? S:No Y/n that a lie.What wrong? S:Do you really have feeling for me ? Y/n:What the heck of course I do!what is this question? S:that the truth Y/n:I know I never lied to you S:Do you like Theo ? Y/n:Yes but has a friend S:okay do you find him more attractive than me ? Y/n:Scott?!of course not !but yes he is attractive but less than you! S:I’m so sorry y/n i let my jealousy over me cause I don’t want to loose you...you are MINE!I-I-I love y-y-you y/n Brown... Y/n: Scott... You look at each other in the eyes Y/n:I love you Scott McCall End I hope you like it it take my 3hours I’m so sorry if they are mistake Tell me if you want part two? #teenwolf #ScottMcCalldirtyimagines #Imagines #ScottMcCallimagine #ScottMcCall #Teenwolfimagines