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My Dungeon Meshi Modern AU Thoughts Instead of Writing My Economics Research Paper lmao
Ughhhh,,,, okay have been thinking about them all day and if one person manages to make it through the void and hear me out and talk about them with me then I’ll be happy lol.
WARNING: this is stupidly long, like I spent an absurd time writing every single little detail down. With that being said here we go:
cw//mentions and minor graphic descriptions of death, bullying, discrimination, injury, abuse, trauma, mental health issues, and abandonment
• Laios
- currently 26 and living with his sister Falin
- studying zoology part-time at the local college
- mostly does night classes since he works 1-2 jobs during the day to help pay for his and Falin’s tuition and apartment
- he and Fallin took their dog Muimui when they moved out, they also feed the local stray cats
- lived on a farm with his sister and parents when he was a kid, and is where his love of animals comes from
- however did not have the best of childhoods, as he was a frequent target for bullying due to having undiagnosed autism, and his father was very much a “nothing is wrong with you, toughen up the world isn’t going to coddle you” kind of person
- this was further cemented when he cried going hunting with his dad for the first time and refused to eat any of the deer or rabbit they had caught
- his mom had her own mental health problems that she was never diagnosed for, so often she fell into the same mindset as her husband when it came to Laios’ and Fallin’s behaviour, only she was more erratic due to her fear of one or both of her kids becoming like her
- never forgave his father after he sent Fallin off to a private middle/high school far away from their home, little did he know it was because the severe bullying Fallin was receiving was too much for her, and he wanted to send her away before she got hurt or worse
- nearly tried to run away at 16, however was caught by the police almost immediately and returned home
- completed his high school diploma and took off with Muimui without even saying goodbye to his parents, Fallin nearly joined him in the city but since she was still under guardianship of her parents, she couldn’t leave until she became an adult
- once graduated, she reunited with Laios in his apartment where they now live
- works nearly full-time at Senshi’s restaurant and works part-time as a janitor at their local zoo (he wants to be close to the animals lol)
- very busy but he makes it work, Marcille and Kabru have no idea how he does it without any meds or caffeine
- either has a worn out picture of him and Falin with their old dogs, or has a hand-made drawing of his theoretical strongest monster in his pocket that he looks at whenever he needs inspiration
- both him and Falin live wayyy out of the city center since rent is fucking abysmal downtown
- insists on taking the bus or walking everywhere since taxis and buying a bike costs too much, even if the commute is like 2 hours with 3 transfers
- despite this, he still has a drivers license
- the kind of guy you would expect to be eating leafy green tofu bowls from your local hipster vegan bistro, but is actually the kind of guy who eats the dubious $4 ground beef chubs and off-brand deli ham from walmart
- socks and slides with free college club t-shirts and cargo pants from the gap that come with like 50 pockets so he can carry all his stuff (the stuff mostly being dog treats and loose bird feed) bro has no drip aside from one outfit put together by Marcille
- uses the same highlighter blue and yellow adidas backpack he’s had since middle school, carries literally everything in there
- doesn’t listen to music, but if he does it’s rain/nature sounds with the $2 headphones you get from the dollarstore
- not much of a gym freak and usually just goes casually, prefers sports to working out (will have a protein shake but does not invest in creatine or other pre-workout supplements)
- either uses the same recyclable water bottle with the label torn off from a pack of 50 he got 3 years ago, or just uses one of his protein shake bottles I can’t decide
- hangs out with Marcille and Falin the most often (since Marcille constantly makes excuses to study with Falin at their apartment), sometimes gets smoothies or juice with Kabru if they run into each other
- hangs out with Senshi and Chilchuck less often, their time spent together is usually limited to having a beer after closing the restaurant or meeting together with everyone else to have dinner every couple months
- goal is to become a wildlife biologist when he graduates
- more to add if I think of it
• Fallin
- currently 23 and lives with Laios
- in her second year of studying veterinary medicine at their city’s main university
- grew up with Laios and her parents on their farm, also developed a deep love and appreciation for animals early on, but while Laios was more interested in the study of their behaviour, she was more interested in healing them
- also has undiagnosed autism like her brother, only when it came to her behaviours, she stood out a lot more and was subsequently bullied heavily for stimming, having major sensitivities to light and sound, self-isolating, talking to inanimate objects or “ghosts”, having a special interest in things like bugs or plants, and having a very specific schedule that adults had to help her with
- never really understood why adults or other children treated her differently, as she thought it was normal for everyone, however was still affected by having no friends aside from her brother during her younger years
- the bullying got so bad that kids began physically tormenting her, and since she never told Laios (who was in middle school and couldn’t always be with her), there was essentially no one to defend her
- very sadly culminates in an incident where she was intentionally locked in a graveyard overnight, and although she didn’t sustain any injuries she was fairly traumatized by the event, it was the final straw for her father to send her away to a private school at 12 years old to finish her education
- moved to a different city the next year where she stayed in dormitories, had her own room due to enrolling late
- also initially had a hard time making friends, and often cried since she couldn’t be with Laios, however no one bullied her for her autism and most often ignored her or gossiped
- had Marcille as a “buddy” to help her get acclimated to school life, however their relationship was quite awkward initially as Marcille thought she was unnerving and frankly a little stupid, however was completely shocked at Fallin’s nearly perfect grades
- school policy at that time stipulated that students had to return to the main hall for dinner at a certain time, however when Fallin doesn’t show up, Marcille has to look for her
- she finds Fallin at her secret hangout spot, similar to her dungeon in the anime, a corner with a group of trees and thick bushes that opened up into a grassy nook and a little pond, there they talk about what she does there and why she skips
- also similar to the anime, a fox (rather than a slime) catches them by surprise, but as Marcille tries to get it to run away by throwing rocks at it, Fallin stops her and explains it never comes closer than the tree line, she then points out that hurting while it’s already injured (has a slight limp) will cause it to die, allowing for the prey animals like squirrels and rabbits to eat away at most of the fauna surrounding the school, basically emphasizing the importance of all animals in an ecosystem and how it’s wrong to try and shift the ecosystem solely for our comfort or benefit (cheesy I know but it’s for the plot)
- she then offers Marcille the raspberries that grow on some of the bushes, and soon after Marcille asks if she would like to be friends
- they remain as friends in school only for another year, as Marcille graduates early and leaves Fallin behind much to her heartbreak, however does promise that she’ll visit and reunite with her soon
- by the time she graduates, she moves in with Laios and begins attending the same university as Marcille, there their friendship is reaffirmed, and they both start to develop feelings for one another
- full-time student but does work a few shifts at one of her university’s coffee shops whenever she can (tends to feel guilty about Laios helping her out with tuition on top of taking care of everything at home)
- in the honours program, and although she gets good grades her commitment is often questioned due to her habit of skipping
- reason for skipping is because she often does volunteer work at a nearby veterinary clinic
- unlike Laios, Fallin likes to bike to and from her classes
- it’s her main source of exercise, though she also does go to the gym if she has time, girl is absolutely built and is much stronger than she appears
- lives off of daily sweet treats and fried bologna sandwiches or tomato soup made by Laios
- frequently raids the raspberry bush growing outside hers and Laios’ apartment building, as well as the crabapple tree that technically belongs to the house next door but has its branches growing over the fence separating them
- also does not rely on excessive caffeine, but she does enjoy tea and coffee unlike Laios
- has a fjällräven backpack that Marcille gifted her for her birthday, mostly full of her textbooks but she does use it to carry rocks or sticks she finds interesting
- water bottle is a very dented bright pink hydro flask (also gifted to her by Marcille)
- has the jean shorts, tucked in t-shirt, and long cardigan look on lockdown, also wears hiking boots or converse, rarely is she seen in flipflops
- no make-up either, Marcille had to practically beg her to at least start using a clear lipgloss
- isn’t picky about music and usually just listens to whatever Marcille or Laios plays, sometimes she indulges in some lofi hiphop beats if she’s studying
- obviously best friends with Marcille but does not know she has a crush on Marcille, and thinks that her intense feelings of love and happiness are just normal girl friendship feelings (oh you poor thing)
- only vaguely knows of Senshi through the leftover food Laios sometimes brings home after his shifts, with Chilchuck she is more familiar since she sometimes visits him with Marcille on the weekends
- favourite thing is when her, Laios, Marcille, Izutsumi, Chilchuck, and Senshi all gather to get dinner together
- when it comes to her parents, she still maintains contact unlike Laios, though her messages tend to be generalized or cordial (not necessarily her intention it’s just she isn’t sure what to talk about in regards to her life beyond school)
- goal is to become a travelling wildlife vet
- more to add when I think of it
• Marcille
- is currently 26 and lives by herself (due to it being a modern au I’m imagining all races have the same lifespan of around 70-80 years)
- had probably the most normal upbringing and early adulthood out of all of the characters, both of her parents were very loving and attentive, always encouraging her and supporting her keen intellect through her hobbies
- however, they weren’t always around due to being very busy as government lawyers and often working late, she has very distinct memories of winning math and science awards as a child, looking out towards the crowd only to see her parents weren’t there
- was generally quite lonely during her childhood since she had no siblings or cousins to play with, a similar situation at school where most kids considered her stuck up or bossy when in reality she was just smart and was blunt about telling people when they were wrong about something
- is very close with Chilchuck, having known him and his family since she was little, although them all getting together was fairly rare, some of her fondest memories have been when they’d go on family trips together and she would get to play with Chilchuck’s daughters
- lost touch with him from ages 9-15 but reunited with him at 16 while he crashed at their place after his work injury and during his divorce, became very close with him during this time and developed a deep familial fondness for him despite all his teasing
- at 19 years old, she suffered a great deal of mental anguish as Chilchuck began to lose contact with her, Fallin was considering moving to a different city for university, and her father died due to a very sudden and unexpected stroke, she felt as though everyone in her life was slipping through her grasp and as a result, developed severe depression that would last until she completed her masters
- luckily, she had a good support system during that time and she was able to make it through the worst of it, however she still does struggle with motivation over simple tasks such as doing her hair or brushing her teeth
- her mood and outlook is much better though, having mostly returned to the same bubbly and dramatic personality that she once had
- is best friends with Fallin, and met her while at private school, mostly explained above, but her initial reaction of Fallin was quite negative before switching around after she realized that her way of thinking isn’t always the right one, even if the facts are right, her perspective and way of interpreting them isn’t always going to be sound
- this new perspective is what caused Marcille to become so enamoured with Fallin, eventually becoming a stupid crush that sticks with her to this day
- has her own studio apartment downtown, brand new building and everything (both parents are government lawyers so you can imagine the kind of money she has lmao)
- has a fawn floppy-eared bunny named Ambrosia
- despite her wealth, she doesn’t look down on her friends whatsoever, if anything she buys them expensive gifts as an act of kindness rather than an act of arrogance or condescension
- in the middle of attaining her phd in microbiology while doing independent research specializing in the study of telomere function
- attends the same university as Fallin
- graduated from high school at 16 and was done with her undergraduate by 19 and her masters by 21, a lot of people tend to think she’s full of herself but she often disregards them as people who don’t try hard enough
- born to carry her baby blue apple ecosystem in a cute tote bag, forced to haul her 7 biology textbooks in an ugly ass dark purple swissgear backpack she picked out when she was 12
- she has an unhealthy addiction to coffee and diet coke, literally cannot function without at least one per day
- cannot cook to save her life, lives exclusively off of pre-made grocery store meals or the sandwiches her university’s grab-n-go store sells, the kitchen aid mixer in her kitchen is practically a decoration at this point
- is actually the kind of person to be eating the leafy green tofu bowl from the local hipster vegan bistro
- has her own car and license, but lives close enough to her university to walk, Laios cannot fathom why she pays insurance every month for it but hardly uses or let anyone else use it
- I personally think she likes to rollerblade too
- jogging is her main form of exercise, but will also do yoga or calisthenics occasionally, probably the type of person to fall for a juice cleanse scam until Laios or Chilchuck scolds her for not eating enough
- I feel like she would be an intense swiftie (sorry :3) other than that, she likes the typical pop radio stuff that is played constantly
- at least she’s not a Stanley cup girl, she will use her scuffed gallon water bottle with the printed times of day until she dies
- very fashionable and loves to wear makeup, like wide leg pants or pleated skirts with penny loafers and cutesy blouses, a firm believer that any Korean makeup brand is far superior than anything Sephora could offer
- practically attached to the hip with Fallin, girl will find any excuse to study with her (the most pathetic sapphic ever someone put her out of her misery)
- otherwise, she’s buddy-buddy with Laios and Kabru but that’s about the extent of it, she’s known Chilchuck since she was little so he’s like an uncle to her
- she is quite friendly with Senshi and enjoys his cooking but hasn’t known him for a long time like the others, Izutsumi she treats like a little sister/niece and is always buying her things
- more to add when I think of it
• Chilchuck (you can tell he’s my fav because he has one of longest backstories lmao)
- currently 49 and living with Senshi and Izutsumi
- owns a two bedroom bungalow outside of downtown but still within the city, saved up for it after his divorce
- used to live in the suburbs with his ex-wife and daughters, but before that it was a shitty apartment close to where Laios lives now
- teen father, had Mayjack when he and his wife were 17 and had to graduate early so they could move out, they had Fullertom soon after and then Puckpatty by the time they were both 20, they got married at 22
- since neither could afford university at the time, Chilchuck went straight into a locksmithing trades program so he could have a decent income, his father had instilled a deep sense of responsibility and honour towards being a provider so he threw himself into his work which caused his and his wife’s initial frustration with one another
- when he was done apprenticing and when the kids were old enough to go to school, his wife went to university to begin studying teaching so she could become a professor, despite having to be home more often, Chilchuck still remained somewhat emotionally detached from his family
- by the time his daughters entered middle school, they had bought a house in the suburbs and his wife became qualified to teach
- feeling pressured by the mortgage, debt, and having to save for his daughter’s college, he began drinking more and taking a lot more hours at work, if he wasn’t working he was at the bar with his coworkers, he often didn’t come home until it was very late
- the final straw for his wife was when he showed up to work severely hungover and exhausted, then proceeded to nearly die in a home renovation project (passed out standing up and fell of a 20ft scaffolding, broke his hip and pelvis pretty badly as well as his humerus and quite a few of his ribs, also had a life-threatening brain bleed due to a skull fracture)
- at that point, all three of his daughters were already in university or trade school so his wife moved out and sold their house while Chilchuck was recovering in the hospital, she moved into a townhouse closer to the city’s main university where she still lives now with Fullertom
- having basically nothing in his savings, he crashed at Marcille’s parent’s place until he could save up a bit and get an apartment or townhouse (he and Marcille’s dad were friends in high school), essentially lived on their couch for about two years
- during this time, he became known as “Uncle Chil” by 16 year old Marcille and he developed a close uncle/niece relationship with her
- teased her as much as any uncle would, but also took her out shopping every couple of months, could never afford the stuff she wanted but he always got her lunch
- eventually, he saved up enough for the down payment of the two bedroom bungalow he lives in now and moved in, initially lost touch with Marcille but started being there for her more after her dad died, even began getting in touch with his daughters again at Marcille’s suggestion
- from then on, he took his work life more easily and tried to make time for himself in between shifts so that he didn’t feel he needs to drink himself stupid every time he came home, tried to pick up multiple hobbies and eventually settled on pottery making and brewing his own alcohol (that he sells…. mostly lol)
- meets Senshi at 42 when he is called in to install the locks and security system of the new restaurant Senshi is building, initially they had not been super friendly with each other, as Chilchuck found it infuriating how Senshi kept on wanting changes to be made to his security system, and how he was basically a walking construction accident waiting to happen
- once everything was finished however, Senshi offered Chilchuck a free dinner at his place as an apology for being stubborn, and unable to say no to free food (and alcohol) Chilchuck agrees
- they become friends after the dinner, however proceed to dance around each other for another 4 years until Marcille threatens to tell Senshi about Chilchuck’s feelings if he doesn’t confess himself
- Chilchuck does eventually confess (during a very charged “guy’s trip” to a resort in Mexico) and they start dating, after the trip, Senshi and Izutsumi move into Chilchuck’s place where they still currently live
- thanks to living with Senshi, Chilchuck adopts a more healthy lifestyle where he stops smoking, eats more, and drinks less, in return, he helps Senshi manage Izutsumi during her teen years as well as help out around his restaurant when he has time
- is generally living comfortably now, with a nice salary and more free time to commit to his hobbies, despite this he still deeply cares about his work and is a union man at heart who is always willing to rally behind his coworkers and organize when something happens
- mostly listens to 80s dad rock and some 90s grunge, is very proud of his CD collection
- dresses similar to Laios, however ditches the college club t-shirt and cargo shorts for polos shirts and chino shorts or dress shirts and casual slacks, also wears tacky boomer sandals for his feet or his construction boots
- drives a land rover defender that he bought in high school, cares for it deeply but isn’t a car guy by any means, he does the bare minimum maintenance to keep it safe and functional
- carries his minimal stuff in a sling bag and lunch cooler, but he also has a survival backpack in the back of his land rover for emergencies
- is a Stanley cup owner, has two, one from the 70s that his dad gave to him, and another white modern one from Marcille, his older one is covered in princess stickers from when his daughters were young
- pretentious black coffee drinker, makes fun of Izutsumi all the time for the amount of simple syrup and cream she puts into her iced coffee
- is okay at cooking, but is definitely more of a grill master, never ask him to deep fry anything though
- is also surprisingly handy thanks to the skills his dad passed onto him, speaking of his family, he isn’t very close to his mother and siblings since they all moved back to their home continent after Chilchuck graduated, he still sometimes travels alone on special holidays or on the anniversary of his father’s death but only if he can afford it
- is now a supervisor of his own crew, initially he wanted to own his own locksmith company, but he also wants to retire soon so he needs to save up as much as he can
- has two main friend groups, one he refers to as “the freaks” which includes Laios, Marcille, Fallin, Kabru, Izutsumi, and Senshi, and the other he refers to as “work” which includes Namari, Mickbell, Kuro, and Dandan
- is closest to Senshi and Marcille, seeing them as his family, however is a bit more distant with Izutsumi since he doesn’t want to automatically take on a “step-dad” role in her life, the reasoning mainly stems from his respect of her and her decisions on who she gets to let in her life, but is also because he wants to avoid things becoming awkward between them
- is, if not begrudgingly, friendly with Laios and Fallin, deep down he cares about them more than he lets on, is mostly cordial with Kabru
- is surprisingly close to Namari, however they keep their relationship strictly within their workplace and the bar they sometimes hit up afterwards
- is closer to his ex-wife and daughters now, having dinner once a month at his ex-wife’s house, they still haven’t really reconciled but they’ve allowed each other to move on
- more to add when I think of it
• Senshi (also super long please forgive me)
- is currently 52 and living with Chilchuck and his adopted daughter Izutsumi
- lives in Chilchuck’s house, but used to own a condo near the restaurant he used to work for
- when he was a child, he lived on an entirely separate continent in the remote far north, the village he grew up in was known for its mining industry, most of the community including his parents were miners, however an accident killed his father and cancer killed his mother when he was a baby, so his father’s friend Gillin took Senshi in when he was 2
- due to the mining culture surrounding the village, it was expected that Senshi also become a miner when he grew up, this coupled with the hyper-masculine ideas of honouring his late father and carrying on the bloodline, made Senshi not really put in much effort into school since he believed it had no use for him, a decision that would later hinder his career and degree options greatly
- once graduated from high school, Gillin immediately had Senshi take his safety courses and get his certification so he could get a job as soon as possible, with some references from Gillin himself, Senshi was able to land a beginner’s position within the company Gillin was in
- worked 7 years mining coal until the mine ran dry and he had to look for work elsewhere, jumped positions between 3-4 companies over another 8 years mining iron and copper until he landed a 2 year contract at a remote but booming silver mine
- was put into a 6 man team composed of himself, Gillin, Brigan, Invar, Totan, and Noor, where they would descend into a highly unregulated and dangerous mountain mine and extract the massive veins of silver, they all were paid well, but the conditions were next to abysmal
- 1 year and 9 months into the contract, a rockslide on the south side of the mountain caused a cheap tunnel support to collapse over the only exit leading out of the stope they were mining in, effectively trapping them indefinitely
- luckily they had a ventilation shaft, but none of them could fit inside and escape or yell for attention since they were trapped over 200ft deep and 500ft in the mountain, so their only option was to ration their food and wait for help to arrive
- they do try to escape in other ways, such as mining through the collapsed support, however this only leads to injury among the group, and as much as Senshi wanted to help, he was under strict instruction by Gillin not to over-exert himself, even though he wasn’t a kid anymore, he still had the most strength and wits among them all, this also results in him receiving the most food much to Brigan’s rage
- in an attempt to be useful, Senshi started drawing up the maps of the mine to see if there was a tunnel close by they could mine into
- as more time passes and they realized no one would be coming to help them, their escape attempts become much more desperate, one attempt to blow up the collapsed tunnel entrance with their remaining explosives leads to the death of Totan, another attempt to start mining over the collapsed tunnel entrance leads to the death of Noor, one last attempt to remove the panelling lining the ventilation shaft so they could be able to fit through leads to the death of Invar, leaving only Brigan, Gillin, and Senshi left
- after six weeks of being trapped under ground, Brigan mentally snaps and tries to cannibalize Senshi so they could eat his flesh, this leads to a physical altercation between Gillin and Brigan which ends in an unstable overhang of rock to collapse and crush Brigan and for Gillin to succumb to his wounds and exhaustion
- alone and starving, Senshi realizes he is now skinny enough to fit through the ventilation shafts and crawl his way out, he uses a combination of ropes and support spikes to help aid him, but soon quickly realizes he mostly has to navigate in the dark
- for two more weeks, Senshi follows the map he memorized and the feeling of airflow to make his way out, only surviving off of his remaining water, in the end he managed to crawl out of a shaft just outside the mining camp
- relived and also deeply saddened, Senshi remains near the shaft until some workers doing a perimeter check find him in the morning, he is promptly taken into the hospital to treat his injuries
- after explaining the situation to the police and his boss, his boss offers him a $30,000 payout to keep quiet and say nothing, the officers say it is possible to take his boss and the company to court, however it would likely put him into massive debt trying to find a good lawyer, in the end Senshi takes the money and leaves the camp for his village
- what’s left to him by Gillin is another $50,000 in savings and property assets, the rest is given to his remaining family, the first thing Senshi buys with the money is his adamantine pot and mythril knife, using both to make a soup Gillin would often feed him, and leaving five bowls of it outside of the collapsed silver mine before moving out of his village for good at aged 35
- he moves to the continent and city where all the other characters are currently living, buying his condo and deciding to enter into 4 year culinary school program
- during these 4 years, Senshi comes to realize that cooking is his true passion, finding it immensely rewarding and fulfilling, and even though he didn’t make many friends due to his unorthodox taste and recipes, it was still the most happy he’s ever been
- about 1 year after graduating and getting a job as the main line cook for a high end restaurant, Senshi meets and adopts 5 year old Izutsumi
- he initially sees her wandering around the green belt outside and behind the restaurant, kicking rocks and occasionally running and hiding in trees, he was always worried she was homeless, however would always see she was gone by the time he was done his shifts
- around five months of this, Izutsumi notices and begins to approach Senshi, as if she had wanted food, Senshi would usually offer some of his packed lunches or leftovers and she would always accept and sit next to him while they ate
- Izutsumi usually never spoke but was always ravenous, Senshi often worried that she was being abused, but whenever he would ask she would always say no, and since she was a healthy weight and never had any bruises or welts, Senshi reluctantly believed her, after that though he began packing more food
- eventually, a woman (Maizuru) approaches Senshi after one of his shifts and bluntly asked if he would like to take care of Izutsumi from then on, baffled he asked who she was and why she knew he was feeding Izutsumi, and she explained that she is her caretaker
- she also explained that since Izutsumi seemed to trust and respect Senshi the most, that he would be the best person to give her a chance at a normal life and raise her into an adjusted adult, due to the fact that she has no regard or interest or respect in her or the rest of her foster family, she then conceded that her question was rather sudden, but still implored Senshi to take her into his care or otherwise she would be forced into an orphanage
- thinking of Gillin, and with the wound of his crew’s death still in his mind Senshi, perhaps impulsively, agrees to take Izutsumi in, much to Maizuru’s delight and thankfulness
- the next day, she returns with Izutsumi and her things and tells Senshi that she will handle most of the legal paperwork aside from the few forms that he will have to sign
- from that point onward, he took care of Izutsumi and made sure she got through school, although she wasn’t completely responsive and obedient, he was still very patient and understanding with her, except for the first few times she would keep on running away from school to join him for his lunch breaks
- they have a very trusting relationship with one another, and Senshi is the only one Izutsumi will open up to, Senshi often encouraged her talent of athleticism by signing her up for various sports, he was and still is very attentive towards her needs and is always feeding her the things she likes (and dislikes)
- Senshi works at the restaurant for another 9 years, simultaneously saving up for his own restaurant and saving for Izutsumi’s college, at age 45 he meets Chilchuck during the construction of his restaurant and they form a close friendship
- subsequently, he is introduced to Marcille, Fallin, Laios, and even Kabru, but still mostly interacts with Chilchuck and Itsuzumi
- however he is quite close with Laios since he works as a server at his restaurant and is very enthusiastic about his cooking technique, flavour pallet, and types of dishes he serves
- at age 49, he officially opens his restaurant and starts dating Chilchuck, the three of them all move in together and become a household unit
- is now very happy with where he is at in life, works and manages his restaurant while still making time for Izutsumi and her hobbies, is very close with Chilchuck and becomes the first person he opens up to about his past and what he went through, generally the grossest and most sappiest old couple you will ever meet
- made a Senshi-sized hole deep into the fabric of Chilchuck’s home, converting his backyard into a full vegetable and flower garden that he maintains, is super proud about it and often leaves the prettiest flowers on Chilchuck’s side of the bed or in a vase on Izutsumi’s bedside table
- head-chef and owner of his restaurant, his favourite part is being able to cook what he wants for a very specific audience (people like Laios)
- his food is not super high-end but also not like a family diner either, a healthy mix of both, like kid friendly while still being classy and opulent enough to take someone out on a date there
- drives his beloved suzuki carry to and from work every day, does a good job maintaining it on his own despite it being boring according to him
- I honestly don’t really know what Senshi would listen to, I feel like the most in character for him would be folk music from his home country or bossa nova i can’t really decide
- coffee with lots of sugar but no cream or milk, prefers drinking black tea with milk and honey if he has a choice
- bag is a basic backpack with minimal items like wallet, keys, lipbalm, mints, etc… always has a change of clothes in case his gets dirty at work, also has extra hair and beard nets, some stuff for Izutsumi is in there too
- water bottle is also a vintage stanley cup, but his is wayyy more dented than Chilchuck’s and older (from like the 50s) refuses to buy anything else until it is unusable, has had the same piece of duct tape sealing a leak near the bottom for the past 20 years
- also can’t decide if he’s a t-shirt or Hawaiian shirt kind of guy, probably a healthy mix of both, also mostly wears shorts or a kilt-like garment native to his home country, lives exclusively in sandals you will never find him in close-toed shoes unless he’s working
- funny story deriving from this fact, the first impression Chilchuck ever had of Senshi (aside from “damn he’s kinda hot”) was “oh my god how the fuck is this guy not dead” due to the fact that Senshi showed up to the construction sight with flip flops, no safety helmet, and no safety vest on whatsoever
- more to add when I think of it
• Izutsumi (still a cat-girl in this universe)
- currently 17 and living with Senshi and Chilchuck
- used to live with the Nakamoto’s as a foster child, however hated living there due to the unfamiliarity and attempts at sweeping her past trauma under the rug and refusing to treat her for it
- life before the Nakamoto’s is fuzzy, it’s implied by her councillor and confirmed by Maizuru later on that she was raised by her mother until she died or abandoned her at 3 years old, was then placed into the care of another foster home who physically and verbally abused her, keeping her chained up in the basement most of the day and hardly feeding her, if not forgetting about her all together
- she was taken in by the Nakamoto’s at aged 4, and had a very hard time managing her due to her stunted social skills, anger issues, and delayed language development manifesting itself in avoidance behaviours such as running away and lashing out violently
- had frequent nightmares during this time, resulting in her becoming very clingy during the night
- would often run away to the green belt close to her house, the same green belt that was connected to Senshi’s restaurant
- initially only approached him because of the smell of food, her prior abuse and malnutrition resulted in an early form of binge eating, so she often sought any sight, smell, or taste food as a way of safety and comfort
- unlike all her previous caretakers, she found Senshi to not be malicious or uncaring towards her, especially after he started sharing and bringing food for her, her ease around him didn’t go unnoticed by Maizuru who then offered Senshi the deal to take care of her
- initially hated living in Senshi’s condo since the small space reminded her of the basement she was kept in, but soon found it to be much more comfortable if she could smell the food Senshi would make
- Received counselling for her trauma and slowly began to get better, however she would still frequently act out or skip school as a coping mechanism, however, Senshi helped her regulate her energy and emotions through signing her up for various sports, she did volleyball, hockey, wrestling, swimming, etc… until she settled on gymnastics and Muay Thai
- has somewhat of a complex towards love and attachment, in that she doesn’t fully believe an individual cares for her or loves her so will often do whatever she likes both because she doesn’t think it affects the other person that much and because it will prevent people from wanting to get close to her and have a meaningful relationship, a complex that stems from her past abuse
- is now in a much better headspace than she was in, as she has two caretakers who are patient and understanding with her, but are also willing to discipline her and prepare her for the outside world, she also has a good external support system and even a friend at school whom she often hangs out with
- she is currently in her junior year of high school, with decent grades, but only because Senshi and Chilchuck want her to do well so she has more options for university
- her best subjects are science, phsy ed., english, has a hard time with social studies and math
- her one friend her age is Tade as they both are frequently sent to the after-school homework program to help improve their grades, Izutsumi is usually good at shouldering off her homework to her in exchange for ice cream or food, but she’s usually caught and forced to do double the work
- Tade is also a foster kid of the Nakamoto’s, in fact she was the one Izutsumi would usually go to sleep with if she had a nightmare, so they never hang out at her house and either stay at Izutsumi’s house or hang out at the local park/mall
- is very talented athletically, and has won multiple awards at gymnastics and Muay Thai competitions
- still a ravenous eater, but with a crazy fast metabolism so she gains almost no weight, still picky with vegetables and mushrooms but will still eat them as long as their hidden in her food well enough
- coffee flavoured milk drinker, if there’s even a hint of bitterness in her coffee she’s throwing it out
- is into most old alternative or indie rock, appreciates Chilchuck’s taste in music immensely, she’s been learning how to play the bass recently
- has been learning basic recipes from Senshi and can manage a few dishes on her own, is much better at baking overall, never leave her alone with the blowtorch or barbecue though
- aside from sports, she enjoys playing video games and sleeping, she likes mostly storytelling or competitive console games like Skyrim, God of War, and Call of Duty
- bag is a simple black backpack that has all of her papers and textbooks haphazardly shoved in with no regard for neatness or organization, on a good day a pencil will be in there too
- water bottle is non-existent, she uses drinks from the school water fountain as an excuse to get out of class and wander around for a bit
- is old enough to drive and has her license, but doesn’t have her own car yet and still has to catch the bus, if she does drive it’s Senshi’s suzuki, Chilchuck let her drive his land rover once and she backed into a pole
- lives in crop tops and shorts, is actually quite fashionable but doesn’t have the energy or motivation to pull anything off, either wears converse, slides, crocs, or doc martens as footwear, most would describe her style as grunge-ish
- makeup is hit or miss, sometimes she can muster some concealer and eyeliner, but for the most part she just washes her face and nothing else, she is big into jewelry though and likes to wear lots of accessories
- has been allowed to pierce her ears quite extensively, as well as her nose, however both Senshi and Chilchuck have drawn the line at any other face piercings until she’s an adult, much to her dismay
- outside of Senshi, Chilchuck, and Tade, she is probably the most friendly with Marcille and Fallin as they frequently visit and interact with her, Marcille especially loves to spoil Izutsumi with treats and gifts since she never had a little cousin growing up
- Izutsumi likes Fallin for her quietness and ability to keep out of her business, however saw first hand how weird she can be when she held up a massive rhinoceros beetle without even flinching, also when she kept on excusing herself to their backyard to go snack on their strawberry plants
- Laios and Kabru she knows of, also finds Laios to be very weird but is less friendly about it than she is with Fallin, his lack of understanding of social cues also confuses her
- more to add when I think of it
AND THATS IT!!! This was stupidly long, I hope I didn’t bore you to death lol. I’ll probably do another one of these so I can include Chilchuck’s daughters, Kabru, Namari, etc… maybe with some additions to the main cast, but yeah that’s about the extend of it, hope you enjoyed :3
#dungeon meshi#delicious in dungeon#laios touden#falin touden#chilchuck tims#senshi of izganda#izutsumi#marcille donato#modern au#farcille#chilshi#labru if you squint#dungeon meshi minor characters#this took me forever I am so exhausted#I kinda wanna make a fic out of this but I have no idea what plot line or what character I should even focus on lmaooo#hooray for hyper-specific character interpretations!!
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You Can't, You Can't Catch me Now
I'm coming like storm into your town
Part 1/Part 2/Part 3/rest on Masterlist
[Mentor!Coriolanus Snow x time-travel, thg-era, tribute!reader x toxic!Finnick Odair (in the Peacekeeper era)]
Warning: gore, blood, gun and knife violence, serious injury, death, physical assult, possibly non-con...as I said, maybe...
Summary: You are a rebel, the last chance of the rebellion against President Snow. You're told to go on one last mission to kill the man who massacred Panem. It took you years to understand your mission when you became [name] Lily Baird, starting from the age of five till before the reaping day of the 10th Hunger Games.
The day you began your plan to destroy President Snow before he became the villain he was meant to become.
'Both sisters, Lucy Gray and [Name] Lily Baird are a part of the Covey, and though they have been chosen as tribute for both District 12 and 9 because of our own mistakes, we hope they will stay safe.'
You knew about [Name] Lily Baird, named after her because your mother was inspired by her fiery personality and strength, but now you realize that you were transported to a time before the Baird sisters died, one of sickness and one because of Coriolanus Snow himself.
'I will kill you, President Coriolanus Snow.'
Coriolanus stood beside his cousin, lost in his train of thought. Tigris paused to question him about his tribute since he had mentored her during the day before noticing a scratch on his face.
‘Coryo! Why haven’t you put a bandaid onto that cut?’
Coriolanus glanced at Tigris before gazing at the scratch on his hand.
He was sure that the scar on his face was worse than his hand but he abandoned the thought of covering it because…Well, what if [Name] Lily Baird had attacked him because she liked him? He had seen her red face multiple times and she always ended up extending her claws like a cat.
‘They’re her marks on my skin.’ Coriolanus shrugged, glancing back at Tigris as she stood by the stove lost in shock. She grimaced as he gently smiled at the thought and walked to the dining table where Grandma’am sat.
The old woman glanced at him before settling down and calling a maid to hand her the scarf.
Grandma’am has always been stuck in a world before the Civil War between the Capital and the Districts so Coriolanus intervened through the elder woman's anger at a non-existent person and went to fetch it from another room.
Tigris sighed, gazing back at the boiling cabbage in a hot pan in front. Her mind kept on sliding back to her cousin’s answer about why his tribute kept on attacking him.
‘ Her marks on my skin? Well, isn’t he delusional…’ Tigris mumbled before going back to the hot pan on the stove.
‘Sejanus,’ the boy beside Coriolanus looked up at the blonde near him.
‘Yeah? You need something?’
‘Does [Name] Lily attack the other tributes like she does to me?’
Sejanus stopped chewing midway through the sandwich Ma had made.
‘No, she’s nice once you meet her the second time. I saw her with Dill, Wovey, and Reaper once and she was teaching them about how to tell the difference between certain seeds for some reason.’ He shrugged. ‘Apparently, Wovey and Dill were interested…Why though?’
Sejanus then glanced at the scars Coriolanus had received from his tribute and frowned, having heard about what happened yesterday. Tigris had told him about it when he had stopped by their penthouse.
‘So…I’m the only one? I’m special to her?’
Clemensia Dovecote, one of his acquaintances since they weren’t close, interrupted the conversation before Sejanus could respond.
‘Listen, Coryo, don’t get caught up in your delusions. She hates you, I’m sure about that.’
Coriolanus scoffed at the girl in front of him before grinning at you while you were being dragged by a Peacekeeper.
He stepped towards you, ignoring his friends' comments, and wrapped a hand around your waist but was pushed away.
‘Get off me!’ You sneered before stomping away in an angry fit.
Coriolanus glanced back at his friends but ignored them once they shook their heads, mentally telling him that, ‘they told him so.’ But unfortunately, he had lost himself to you.
At least to his future First Lady of Panem.
One sentence kept repeating in his head while he was following you,
‘I’m her only, she made me claim her as mine.’
And without sensing the slight possessiveness coming from your mentor, you glared at the arrogant boy who was meant to keep you safe.
‘Really wish I could destroy you now, Coriolanus Snow.’
next chapter is gonna be Sej x Lucy Gray sooooo be warned ig?
#tom blyth#tom blyth imagine#ballad of songbirds and snakes#coriolanus snow x reader#hunger games#president snow#coriolanus snow smut#coriolanus fanfiction#coriolanus imagine#coriolanus snow#coriolanus x reader#yandere coriolanus snow x reader#coriolanus x you#young coriolanus snow#coriolanus smut#sejanus plinth#snow lands on top#thg tbosas
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Fish Lips Part 6
Ship: Aonung x Kiri's twin sister!Reader
Warnings: Language, bullying, gore, fighting, talk of war, injury and blood, slow burn, enemies to lovers (not really a warning just some people don't like that trope), death of (a) character(s), not proofread
Words: 3,170
Keys: (y/n) = your name,,(y/i/n) = your Ikran's name,, Neural Queue= the braid extension of a Na'vi's nervous system that allows them to link up to animals and Ewya,,(y/II/n) = your ilu's name,,
Chapters; Introduction || Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6 || Part 7 || Part 8 || Part 9 || Part 10 ||
Spoilers for Avatar: The Way of Water A whole ass lot.
I'm so pissed off at my cat because he wouldn't let me go to sleep so I am so fucking tired. I really couldn't figure out how to start off this chapter, so I just threw something random in and made the ending part longer than I originally was planning. While I'm writing this, I am currently eating a whole bag of candy that cost me twenty dollars, if you're reading this Safeway, you suck. One is called box of Boogies, ssssnot your regular gummy!!
Some of the links for the taglist aren't working if you asked to be on the taglist and you didn't get a notification but your name is on the taglist, I do not know why but your profile is not coming up.
Over the next week you and Kiri free dived a bunch together, checking out new spots and Tsireya teaching you new animals. You both even joined some breathing lessons with the rest of your siblings.
You had noticed that while diving in deeper water with Ronal and Tsireya she was watching you and your sister, not letting you breath. You began to notice her around more after Kiri demonstrated her ability to guide fish. You hoped it was just her being interested in you two and not keeping an eye like you were dangerous or something.
You had a connection to nature like Kiri, but it was different. Prey animals seemed to dismiss your being and go to Kiri, while Predators were more likely to be interesting in your presence rather than Kiri. Even so, that did not stop prey animals from coming up to you in greeting, like a child would to its mother.
Tonowari took notice of this when you visited him while he was checking up on the Skimwing, Aonung had wanted to show you 'a warrior's ride' is what he called them. They came right to you as one would do with an old friend. It was odd so he mentioned it briefly to Ronal who stated you and Kiri's odd relationship with nature.
Her first encounter with your 'odd' behaviors was when she and your mother were speaking with one another by the water, and she noticed how unlike the others you and Kiri seemed to be attracting wildlife, including fish breeds known for hiding away from Na'vi.
You didn't seem too interested in the fish surrounding you, but Kiri was all over it, playing with them. You seemed to be the protector while Kiri was the nurturer. She asked Neytiri about it and she mentioned your odd birth and how you've always been like this.
" They are my miracles from Eywa." Is what Neytiri always said if someone mentioned it to her.
Right now, you sat with your older brother, eating fruit your mother had picked for you. Neteyam gestured for one and you handed him the smallest one in the basket." Really, greedy." He rolled his eyes, and you grinned at him before handing him another.
It was peaceful day, you and Neteyam had gotten your chores done quickly and you had the day off from training. Then through the silence you heard shouting, it sounded to be your brother and other boys.
You looked at Neteyam and you both stood up. Abandoning your fruit on a nearby rock you followed him towards the commotion. As you got closer you saw a group of boys including Aonung pushing and shoving your brother.
" Leave us alone!" Kiri shouted and Neteyam and you both picked up the pace. He went up to Aonung as you stood next to Kiri, grabbing her hand.
Pulling his shoulder, Neteyam aggressively swung Aonung around to face him." You heard what she said," Neteyam touched a finger to Aonung's chest, glaring at him." Leave them alone."
" Ah big brother comi-." Aonung stopped him by putting a hand to his chest, not sparing him a glance, too busy eyeing Neteyam. Neteyam lifted his finger to Aonung's face." Back off," He shoved his finger into Aonung's chest, a scowl on his face." Now."
Aonung glanced at Lo'ak then his eyes, briefly meeting yours before he raised his hands up in mock surrender. He smirked at Neteyam who began to back up." Smart choice. And from now on," He looked around at the group of boys." I need you to respect my sister." He looked back at Aonung and his friend next to him hissed at Neteyam.
Aounung stopped him with his hand again, his friend obviously looking for some type of confrontation. Kiri stuck her tongue out at them and you roughly grabbed Lo'ak, giving him a dirty look as he looked away. Pulling Kiri by the hand you both turned around and Lo'ak walked past Neteyam who rubbed his head lightly.
Neteyam rubbed Kiri's shoulder in comfort as you all were leaving." Buh-bye." One of the guys taunted." All freaks, a whole family of em." Your ears went back in anger but you ignored him as best you could, unlike Lo'ak who turned around towards them.
" Lo'ak." Neteyam warned as you all turned to look at him." Stupid idiot, ignore them." You hissed in English to him and he turned to look at you both." I got this bro's." He put his hand up at you both, as he walked towards Aonung.
" I know this hand looks funny," He stopped in front of Aonung who was analyzing your brother with a smirk on his face. He waved his pinky in the air." Look, I'm a freak, alien."
The boys snickered behind Aonung who let out a small chuckle." But it can do something really cool. Watch." He began to ball up his fist, Aonung watching his hand." First I gotta ball it up real tight like this." He let out a small smile." Then." He let out a quick punch to Aonung's face, who wore a shocked expression.
Two more punches and Aonung was on the ground, you giggled to yourself and Kiri slapped your hand. You stopped but watched the scene in front of you." It's called a punch bitch, never touch my sister again." Lo'ak warned and the boys squared up, hissing at Lo'ak.
Aonung tackled him to the ground, not giving Lo'ak time to fight back. He shoved Aonung off of him, getting on top of him and punching him in the face. The boys began to pull Lo'ak's tail from behind him, one of them slapping his face with their tail.
Neteyam scratched his head and sighed, joining the fight as Kiri watched worriedly. Neteyam immediately sent two of them to the ground, one of them getting up and tackling him. Another one joined him, holding him down.
" This is so stupid!" Kiri shouted, staring at them with a dumbfounded expression.
You scowled as one of the boys who was on Neteyam went over and pulled Lo'ak's leg as another pulled his leg. Lo'ak didn't let go of Aonung though and pulled him with him by the ear.
" Ow my ear, let go!" Aonung shouted." He's got my ear!" You jumped in, punching the boy who was holding your younger brothers tail. The boy stumbled backwards, and you took this chance to kick the other boy who had Lo'ak by the foot.
One of the boys sent a punch to your face, which you dodged. Grabbing his arm, you bent it behind his back and pulled upwards. He let out a scream and pain and the other one pushed you off him. Before they could pin you, you kicked on in the face, the other grabbing your leg.
You sat up and punched him in the throat and he fell off, you stood up with a huff. Pulling Lo'ak off Aonung you threw him to the side." Stop!" You yelled and you got a shove to the ground, hitting your face on the ground.
Blood ran down your nose and you hissed at the boy above you." You bitch!" Lo'ak shouted, kicking the boy who pushed you between the legs.' Looks like you need some more warrior training, punches not landing right?" He taunted with a scowl, you pulled him back, helping him avoid a punch to the face.
" What is going on here!" Ronal was there again, this time with your mother who ran over to Kiri. You shook your head looking at the ground. This was the second time Ronal had caught you in a fight, now it involved her son.
Everyone immediately stopped and Neytiri came over, grabbing you and Lo'ak by the ear as Neteyam went to stand next to Kiri. She let out a hiss." Do you know how to keep out of trouble!?" She scolded all of you under her breath and hit the back of your head.
Tonowari and Jake weren't far behind, you put your head down immediately as you saw him. You were most definitely in for more than a scolding this time.
" I deeply apologize for my children, I will take care of this immediately." He apologized to Ronal and Tonowari, Ronal walked over to Aonung who was standing up with embarrassment on his face. The tip of your ears heated up as your father walked over, pulling you and Lo'aks arm, ushering Neteyam forward with his knee.
You glared at Aonung who was giving you glances, heat spreading to your neck in anger at the boy. Jake pulled you both all the way home and Kiri left to go find Tuk.
He pushed you all forward into the tent, and you all hurried inside turning around to face the entrance of your Marui. Neteyam held his lip and you moved his hand to briefly look at the cut. " What was the one thing I asked!" Jake started, standing in front of you, trying to control his anger poorly. " The one thing." He repeated looking at Lo'ak.
" Stay out of trouble." Lo'ak spoke." Stay out of trouble, right!" Jake said louder. Neteyam stood in between them, putting his arms up to try and defuse the tension between his brother and father.
" It was my fault." Neteyam tried taking the blame for it, failing as his father shook his head.
" No, I dont think so you gotta stop takin the heat for this knucklehead." Jake hissed looking towards Lo'ak." Look dad, Aonung was picking on Kiri, called her a freak." Jake paused for a moment, looking conflicted, he scrunched his nose up in annoyance, looking back to where Kiri and Tuk were with their mother outside the tent.
He turned back." Go apologize to Aonung." He said almost regretfully." Lo'ak gave a confused look." What?" He asked softly and Neteyam looked away in irritation." He's the chiefs son, do you understand." His voice was softer but still held a demanding tone." I don't care how you do it just go make peace." Lo'ak looked down and Jake ushered him out." Just go."
As Lo'ak left Neteyam and you began to follow after, but Jake gave you a nudge to stay back as he turned to speak to Neteyam." Hey." He called out and Neteyam turned to look at him.
" So, what'd the other guys look like?" Your father asked and Neteyam glance to you then back to Jake." Worse." He mumbled and Jake gave a teasing look." That's good." A lot worse." Neteyam added with a goofy grin." Get outta here." Jake teased and sent a small smile his way.
Neteyam left with a quick ' sorry' glance to you and your face fell as your fathers face hardened and he turned back to you." This is your second altercation with a group of guys." He scolded and you looked up at him, head still facing down.
" I was defending Lo'ak and trying to get him to stop." You licked your lips." Punching them doesn't get them to stop." Your neck was purpled in embarrassment, and he sighed while rubbing his eyes in frustration.
" You are now grounded to the hip of me or your mother, understood." You began to protest, and he raised his eyebrows." Until I say so, understood." You nodded your head, clenching and unclenching your jaw. "Yes, sir."
" Sit here, don't move." He demanded and you placed yourself down on the ground, rubbing your nose. He went outside to talk to Neytiri and Kiri came in with Tuk." You should've let it be." She hissed, grabbing a bowl and rag." Are you okay?" Tuk examined you and you pulled your arm from her grasp." Just a bloody nose."
Kiri came over, forcing your head up and aggressively rubbing the smeared blood off your face." Skxawng." She grumbled at you, and you rolled your eyes." Yeah, me, I'm the skxawng."
For the rest of the day, you had sat with either Jake or Neytiri, bored out of your mind. Right now, you were helping Kiri and your mother make dinner. Kiri looked quite upset still about Aonung and him calling her a freak.
"What is wrong?" Neytiri asked as she handed you fish to place on the cooker." Nothing, I am fine." She mumbled in response, but something was obviously wrong." Why should I not be fine." Neytiri gave her a look as Kiri slammed one of the wraps down on the leaf plate and Neytiri looked up at her.
She moved over to Kiri, placing a comforting hand to her leg." Why can't I just be like everyone else?" She asked, looking away and Neytiri gave her a soft look." Oh Kiri." She pushed some of her hair behind her ear and you flipped over some of the fish on the cooker. Glancing over at your father who was looking up at Kiri from his place cutting fish. Kiri pulled away in annoyance, looking down at the ground.
Your mother moved back to the middle of you both, taking off the fish as you placed the wraps on the cooker." Why must you be in every fight that breaks out?" Neytiri questioned you, she looked annoyed, but her tone gave away her amusement.
Your ears turned purple in sheepishness; you scratched your cheek." I was trying to get them to stop." You let out an unamused chuckled." But I've already been lectured about using violence to stop violence." She grinned at you, rubbing your head. She wasn't too mad, knowing that you all were just defending each other.
Later that night, you kept peaking your head out to look at your sister Kiri. She was sitting there with her feet in the water, looking upset." Go comfort your sister." Neytiri spoke through the silence, your ears moved backwards towards her voice." But what do I say." You mumbled, you were horrible at comforting, normally that was what she did.
But as you stood up to go to her, your father sat down next to her. You listened in on their conversation." So, what is it babygirl?" He asked after a moment of silence; she turned her head away to wipe her tears." Missing Spider?" He asked and she nodded, sniffing." Yeah." He looked almost relieved for a moment, before she spoke again." But that's not it."
You felt something hit your head." Ease dropping is rude." Your mother hissed at you, and you turned away from their conversation, going back to fiddling with the bracelet you were still finishing for Tuk. The necklace that was broken was discarded into your small bag of belongings, to be used for a separate project as most of the pieces were now gone.
Tuk walked in with a basket for Neytiri and came to sit next to you." Ooh, it's so pretty." She moved her hand to feel the shells you had woven delicately into the bracelet." No touching, I'm not finished." You teased her with a smirk, and she pulled her hand back admiring as you worked.
Neteyam came through, angrily holding Aonung by his braid." 'Teyam?" You questioned him but he waved you off as he walked him towards where your father and sister were.
You immediately got up to trailed behind them." Tell him what you told me!" Neteyam growled at Aonung who shoved his hand off his braid. Aonung let out a deep breath. Beginning to explain how he went beyond the reef with Lo'ak and left him there, as a joke.
" A joke!" You shouted eyes wide at the boy, Jake raised a hand to you." You stay here with your mother; I'll take care of this." You huffed and your ears went back, glaring at Aonung as you ran to the safety of your mother.
You placed yourself aggressively on the floor next to your mother who eyed you closely before trailing her eyes towards your father, Neteyam, and Aonung." What is happening?" She asked you and you grimaced." Aonung took Lo'ak passed the reef and now he's missing." You hissed and she gasped.
" Missing?" she began to pace, Tuk coming over to you and rubbing your knee as you angrily worked on Tuk's bracelet. You waited until you heard someone shout " The Sully boy has been found." Without hesitation you picked yourself up and ran towards the group of people.
You stopped next to Ronal, a decent space between you two and you immediately scanned Lo'ak for any injuries. Neytiri ran past you, examining Lo'ak more closely. Grabbing her shoulders, she let out a huff of relief.
Neteyam came and squatted next to you and your sister peaked over your shoulder in worry, fiddling with her hands." I pray for the strength that I will not pluck they eyeballs out of my youngest son." She lifted her hand to his face, closing it with an airy hiss.
" No, my son knows better than to take him outside the reef." Tonowari placed a hand on Aonung's neck, bringing him to a knee." The blame is his."
Jake nodded." Okay," He tapped Lo'ak's arm." Let's go." Lo'ak refused." No, this is not Aonung's fault, this was my idea. Aonung tried to talk me out of it." Everyone turned to him shocked, even Aonung was confused. When Lo'ak sent a glance your way you tapped your head with your pointer finger, signaling to him that he's an idiot.
Everyone didn't believe him; it was pretty obvious that he was saying untruths. " Really." He looked at Tonowari, your father hopped up next to Tonowari and Neytiri grabbed Lo'ak's arm." Come on." Jake tried to hurriedly get Lo'ak up, trying to get him to shut up.
" Lo'ak." Neytiri whispered to him and Tonowari and Ronal shared a glance." I'm sorry." Lo'ak apologized again." Come on." Jake repeated and Lo'ak followed up." I got this." He whispered to Tonowari sheepishly, walking behind Lo'ak towards your Marui.
You followed after your younger brother, trailing next to Neteyam." Dad, you told me to make friends with him." Lo'ak explained, turning around to face him." That's all I was tryin-"
" I don't want to hear it." Jake looked down at Lo'ak you watched, squished in between your mother and older brother." Dad," Lo'ak whispered, trying to get Jake to listen." You brought shame to this family."
Lo'ak looked down, saddened, looking back up he eyed his father." Can I go now?"
" Any more trouble I jerk a knot in your tail, you read me?" His rigid tone suffocating the air." Yes sir," There was a tense silence and Jake motioned his head forward signaling Lo'ak could leave.
Neytiri turned to Neteyam." Where were you?" She asked, Jake following her gaze to him." Yeah, what happened to keepin' an eye on your brother?" He asked, but this time not as harsh. Neteyam bowed his head." Sorry sir."
The walk back to your families Marui was tense and quiet, and you went to bed early that night.
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The Lou Lou Special
An Elvis Presley One Shot
A response to the writing game prompt: “Do you mind? I came in here to get away from other people.”
Warnings: kissing, fluff, Texas? some historical inaccuracies. All the typos. I literally just finished writing this. It is perhaps the fluffiest and most innocent thing I have ever written.
Summary: Lois is away from home, visiting her family in Texas, when her cousins abandon her after an Elvis Presley concert.
7:15 PM, Thursday, June 16, 1955
Midland High School, Midland, Texas
The sun was setting off in the distance, and the warm, rich golden oranges, yellows and pinks of the dusk sky almost made the oil rig silhouettes look beautiful. Even so, Lois wished she was back in Pasadena, getting a malt in Old Town with Jean and Ruby, perhaps talking with some of the older boys from her high school. Or sitting back giggling with Jean as as Ruby flirted and tried to get someone to buy her fries. It had only been three days since she’d been shipped off to Texas, but she was already homesick. She sighed. Right now, Lois would even settle for a night taking her bratty, unbearable her 8-year old brother Ritchie out to a movie. Anything to not be here, stuck with her cousins, a living tribute from her parents to kiss up to Zeyde. Nate’s snickering brought her back to the present, and Lois pressed her hands into the cold brick ledge and turned around to look at her cousin.
Nate sipped from his flask, and handed it to his friend, what was his name, Ralph? Nate’s sister Sharon lit a cigarette and blew her smoke to the side, her dark red lipstick smudged the tip. It reminded Lois how simple her own make up had been, she touched her purse and pulled out her light pink tinted lip pomade, reapplying it with her finger.
“Want some?” Sharon asked, a sneer in her voice as her cigarette ash fell down onto the concrete floor. She thinks she’s so cool and sophisticated now that she’s graduated from high school. Lois was now the only student among the group, Nate worked for Zeyde, and Ralph did something for an oil company. The boys had been in the same grade, and Ralph was much closer to her cousins than she was.
Lois shook her head, and looked back out over the ledge, this time down to the front of the high school, watching groups of other young people, and some of their parents, walking into the entrance below.
Ralph took another swig of the flask and thumped it in Nathan’s chest. He looked at Lois and Sharon, then back at Nate. “We should do down, I wanna get to the front where we can dance with some of the girls.”
With that, Nate led the way off the rooftop and down the stairs to the back of the high school.
Nate’s voice echoed as he called out in the stair. “Dance? Who’s the cat we’re seeing tonight anyhow?”
Ralph bounced to the bottom stair. “Elvis Presley, he’s on the Hayride radio show, but I saw him in Houston with my brother. He’s wild. I bought all his records.”
“Never heard of him,” Lois whispered.
“Don’ you listen to the Lousiana Hayride out there in San Diego?
Lois shook her head, and whispered, “It’s LA actually.”
“What was that?” Ralph asked, but Nate hit him on the shoulder as they turned the corner.
“Don’t pay any attention to her, she doesn’t know anything, she’s barely 16.”
Lois sucked in her tummy, and hung back, trailing behind them while they wound their way through the high school hallways, encountering more and more people as they closed in on the auditorium. Ralph, Sharon and Nate fell in with some friends they recognized, and Lois trailed further behind, listening to them excitedly talk about their summer plans. One girl asked Sharon when she was moving to Austin for college and Lois tuned out Sharon’s exuberant gush about her dorm and her roommate and the new Cadillac convertible Zeyde had bought her. What a brat, if Zeyde knew what you said about him behind his back he’d give you a slap in the face stead of a new car, Lois smiled to herself. She toyed with the idea of slipping away and seeing if they noticed as the group got farther and farther ahead of her. Several other kids now walked between her and her cousins who had made their way to the front. Lois decided to just hang back and stay, she had no plan for how to get back to the house if she snuck away. So she meandered to a clear spot against the wall, pushed a lock of her dark, brown hair behind her ear and leaned back, picking at her finger nails and scanning across the dark room.Uh. Three more weeks here. I guess I should be happy I got off the ranch tonight, she told herself, thinking of Bubbie back at the main house, probably knitting on the porch or bossing some of the servants around.
The lights dimmed, and the crowd went quiet. Looking around, Lois realized that all the seats were filled, and there must have been fifty people so lined up along the walls, more in the back. I guess this Melvis guy must be popular here in Texas.
A bright light appeared in the center of the stage, and Lois noticed the big bass and drums already set up. A man in a bright silver dinner jacket and suit pants ran out onto the stage to take the mic, and the crowd cheered.
“HeyyyOOO there all you Midlander chicks and chucks! It’s me, Moon Mullican, that handsome rascal who sneaks into your bedroom every night…… on KCEK, that is! Don’t pout, don’t be a lout, daddy’s here and the night is clear for us to have some fun. So stick with me, chickadee, we’re gonna have a party!”
Lois, shook her head to herself, he sounded just as bombastic in his sing songy bantering voice as the radio DJs back home, except with a slight Texas twang. The same twang her mama had been trying to rid herself over the last twenty years in the California sunshine.
Moon’s voice rang out again, and the cheering died down.
“I know he needs no introduction, this boy’s records have been skyrocketing right up the charts. He’s only twenty years old, and has a new distinct musical style. An’ I see all the little gals out there are all ready to scream and shout, with out a doubt, so let’s give a warm Texas welcome to that Hillbilly Cat, that Memphis Flash, ELLLvezzzzzz Presley y’alll!!”
A tall, young man ran out from the wings with a big grin on his face, and Lois gasped at his see-through white lace shirt, tucked into a pair of white dress pants with a silk, pink strip down the side. A guitar hung down at his left hand, and he hit Moon on the shoulder, shaking his hand, then turning to smile at the guys filling out the band behind him. Putting the microphone back into the stand, Elvis slapped his guitar and leaned forward, stuttering and tapping his right foot. He exuded a nervous, excited energy, and his voice was low and deep as it cracked.
“He - he - he - hey y’all, How are ya?” he asked the crowd, and they called back with whoops and claps and cheers. “It’s a real honor to be back here in oil country and play for ya folks. A real honor. I always say, Texas people are, are, the bestest people, an y’all make us feel welcomed an right at home and we wanna thank ya.” He smiled as some of the kids cheered and clapped and called out his name. One girl at the back called out “I love you Elvis.” He smiled into his guitar, responding with a smirk. “I - I love ya too, honey. Well, y’all paid for a show, and that’s what we’re fixin ta give ya. So, well, this un was a single that came out last year on Sun Records. Maybe ya heard and if not, well, it goes sumpin’ like this.” Elvis began to strum his guitar, he closed his eyes, and burst in to the loud opening mewl of “Good Rockin’ Tonight.”
The auditorium filled with the band’s music, and the audience began to stand up in their seats. Almost everyone standing near the wall rushed to the front and began dancing and bouncing up and down. The energetic, country picking of the guitar and the fierce urgency of Elvis’ voice grabbed Lois and she found her feet pulling her forward, mesmerized by the way Elvis moved and sang. He was a man possessed as he swung back and forth, playing guitar as his knees seemingly had a life all their own, jerking and squirming their way across the stage. She found her own feet moving side to side, and relished the feeling of crinoline swishing over her thighs under her dark blue navy skirt. Her cousins and Ralph had ended up in the middle of the crowd dancing at the front of the auditorium, and Lois made herself at home, alone, comforted at least being able to see them from a distance from where she was at the right side of the stage. Closing her eyes, Lois let her self move and twist to the music, then smiled awkwardly at the two girls near her when the song finished.
Lois looked up at the stage, noticing how Elvis clutched the guitar close to him, tightly, as he began to sing “That’s All Right Mama.” During the guitar solo, which the skinny little man in back played, Elvis staggered over to where Lois stood and she moved to lean up towards him against the stage, entranced and unable to stop herself from the gravitational pull of his quirking smile. He bite his lip, and locked eyes with her, muttering a low “How you doin’ tonight, darlin?” from the stage. The air hitched in Lois’ throat as she laughed nervously and breathed a “good” up to him in reply. Elvis winked, then moved back to the mic and finished the song, pulling his hand through his hair and looking back at Lois with a wide, beaming grin. The girls behind her squealed, and told her that they couldn’t believe how lucky she was. Lois didn’t hear them. She was transfixed, and let her self go, bouncing up and down as the band continued to play song after song, “Blue Moon of Kentucky,” “Heartbreaker,” “Baby, Let’s Play House.” Lois had never seen anyone like Elvis, his legs were spread out wide, he swiveled his knees and thrust his hips up into his guitar, and the girls next to Lois screeched when he swaggered near them, reaching out to try and touch his white hush puppy shoes.
Elvis began to strum his guitar and then stopped to speak into the microphone.
“Hold it now, fellas, let’s get real, real gone with this one.”
Smirking, he started playing the guitar again, singing “Milk Cow Blues,” and shouting out “Let’s Milk it,” as the lead guitar player began his solo and Elvis began to swing and wiggle vigorously across the stage. After the solo, Elvis held his guitar aside so he could yank up his belt, laughing at himself and how his shirt was coming out of his pants. Lois blushed, as she caught herself staring at his groin. As if sensing her eyes on him, Elvis looked up at her, and grinned, walking back to the mic to finish singing.
Elvis thanked the audience after that song, and Lois leaned harder against the stage, watching as he wiped the sweat from his face and into his quiffed pompadour. Elvis and the band walked off the stage, and he shot her a kiss as he walked off. Lois stood there, giddy, her whole body felt charged with an electric fire. She steadied herself, catching her breath for a few minutes, then turned around to watch the audience slowly filter out of the back. Lois’ heart started to race when she realized she had lost sight of her cousins, they had not hung back like she thought they would. She started to slowly pace around the side, looking for their faces in the crowd, before quickly walking outside gasping as she saw Sharon’s new convertible pulling off from the parking lot. Lois blood began to beat in her ear drums, and she walked back in, looking around the auditorium for any face she might recognize from previous visits to Texas. Or a kind smile she could trust. She got back up to the front of the empty room and suddenly felt very frightened and abandoned and alone and could feel the tears welling up behind her eyes, so she ran out of the side door and into a nearby stairwell where she sat down and let it all out.
“Ughh, I hate Texas. And I hate Nate. And I hate Sharon and her stupid new car.” Lois stammered to herself through the tears. Then she heard the door to the stairwell crack, and yelled over her shoulder.
“Do you mind? I came here to get away from other people.” Lois wiped her eyes, and turned around to see the singer, Elvis, standing in the doorway behind her.
“Well, hi ta y—you, too, baby.” he smiled, and walked over before plopping down next to her. “Jus loading up the car, and I thought a cat was dying in here. Came to save its life.” He put his arm around her, instantly familiar, and squeezed her waist. His thumb rubbed up and down to soothe her. Lois had never been this close to a boy before, and she trembled at his touch but didn’t pull away. “Hey, sssh, ain’t gonna hurt ya.”
She turned to look up at him, a soft chuckle escaped her mouth as she said, “I know, I’m not scared of you.”
“Huh, well, ok then, fearless wonder. Tell me why you’re in here crying, hate to see pretty girls cry.”
Lois leaned into his shoulder, embarrassed. “Ughh, I got left here and I don’t know what to do.”
Elvis patted the top of her hair. “Yeah, I saw you from the stage, looked like you were all alone through the show. Ain’t ya folks coming to pick ya up?”
“Nuh uh, I came with my cousins. They didn’t want to be near me during the show, I guess I cramp their style, then they left afterwards without me. Sorta a practical joke, I suppose.”
“Well, c’mon, let’s go find a phone and get you daddy to come getcha.” Elvis stood and Lois pulled herself up on his outstretched hand. His face still gleamed with a slight sheen of sweat in the dim glare of the stairwell, and his hair had a glossy radiance to it. She leaned on him for balance, and he put his hand on her waist as she adjusted herself. A blush crept up her cheeks, and Elvis’ lips quirked.”What’s your name, lil’ gal?”
“Lois. Lois Stern.”
Elvis spoke slowly, and softly, stepping back and talking her hand to walk out of the stairwell. “Well, alright then, lil’ Lois, let’s go call ya dad.”
Lois gasped as he walked her in to the hallway. “That’s just the thing, I’m visiting from Los Angeles, and, and, I don’t know my grandparent’s number, or my aunt and uncle’s…”
Elvis stopped for a minute. “Hmm, know where they live?”
“Not the street, but… they live at Quien Sabe Ranch, people round here might know where that is.”
Elvis stopped to think. “K, this is what we gonna do.” His voice was low and playful. “I gotta take the boys back to our motel, then I’ll drive ya home. Sound good?”
Lois nodded, she couldn’t help the dizzy feeling of relief and excitement and attraction that radiated from her face, and Elvis chuckled as he pulled her into his side and walked her out the back door.
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Dipping her french fry in her strawberry shake, Lois looked up to see Elvis’ horrified expression. She giggled.
“What? Never seen someone mix savor and sweet before? It’s delicious, you should try.” She reached across the table with her half eaten fry, and giggled more at his scowl.
“Uh uh. No thankee. No ma’am. These are potatoes and this is a shake. Sometimes they mix in my mouf, but uh, somethin about dippin it in.” He shook his head. “Nope, just don’t sit right with me.”
“C’mon, I promise you’ll like it.”
Elvis shrugged and sat up, and smiling. “Ugh, alright, can’t say know to you, lil’ Lou Lou.”
Then opened his mouth, and Lois fed him the rest of her strawberry milkshake covered fry. He sucked back up over her finger with a devilish glare, and Lois laughed, pulled her finger out of his mouth,
“Ya right.” He said licking his lips. “S’good. S’perfect. Huh, shudda known, the lil’ Lou Lou special would taste just… mhmmm.” He grunted.
Lois chuckled uncontrollably. Then stopped when she noticed an older couple at a booth down the restaurant looking over at them with disdain, and then whispering to each other. She looked back at Elvis, his lace shirt, eye liner and greased back hair made him somewhat of a spectacle in Midland, Texas. Lois slid her left saddle shoe along the inside of his hush puppy, her knee grazing his slightly. It was the second most forward thing she had ever done. The first being getting in his car with him and three men, dropping them off at a hotel, and then riding alone with him to grab something to eat before he drove her home. Elvis leaned his knee back into hers, arching his left eyebrow up.
“Mhmmmm?”
She nodded her chin at the booth behind him. He turned his head to look as she said, “I think you got some fans?” The couple scowled and looked away when Elvis waved at them.
“Aw, they just sore I got a fancier shirt then them.” He took a big bite of burger. “Sow, whads yoar sthorry, darglin?” he asked, mouth full of food and eyes full of mischief.
The door bell rang behind her, and more people came into the diner. Lois didn’t notice. She breathed deep, savoring the spectaclar turn of events, the sweetness of the strawberry shake, the warmth of Elvis legs as they slide tighter on either side of hers and she breathed in with a smile, feeling her blush return.
“Hmmm, well, I’m 16, I love in Pasadena, California, and I’m stuck here in the middle of nowhere Midland Texas for three weeks.” She sipped her shake. “My mom grew up here, met my father in Houston, and he took her back out to Pasadena where he’s from, and that’s where I live with my kid brother. But my grandfather, well, my mom says if I want to go to college or have a wedding, Zeyde’s the one who’d pay for it, so its my job to come visit and make nice.”
Elvis hand moved over Lois’ knee, rubbing the top.
“Hmm, zeyde, you Jewish?” Lois nodded. “Ya know, my neighbors back home in Memphis are Jews, or they were, ‘bout half ma friends are. They taught me yid-a-yish, ya know.”
“Hmmm.” Lois flipped her hair to the side, tucking her dark curls behind her ear. “I hope they taught you yiddish, too, might come in handy if you ever play Brooklyn, or LA for that matter.”
Elvis squeezed her hand. “I know ya aint makin’ fun of the way I talk, are ya Lois?” Then moved his fingers down to pinch her knee.
Lois squealed, inviting another sharp look from the other couple at the back.
“No, no no. I swear, I didn’t mean it,” she yelped as he ticked her leg, she almost fell over giggling when he stopped.
“Whoweee,” Elvis exclaimed, catching his breath from laughing. His eyes locked with Lois’ and his expression became more serious. “Whoweeee… hmmm. Ya got a boyfriend out there, back in Passsa -a -dena?”
Lois shook her head, sucking up the last of her shake.
“Ever had one?”
She shook her head again, looking down.
“Ever been kissed?” his voice cracked as it hit a higher register.
Another head shake. “Nope, I’m preparing for life as an old maid. Weighing my options, librarian or school marm?” Lois smoothed down her white blouse, straightening the dragonfly broach above her breast. The light glinted off of the rhinestones in it and she looked back at Elvis. He pursed his lips, his hand now moved under her skirt and over her bare her knee slowly, firmly, insistently.
“Mhmmmm, I think you could probably do whatever ya set ya mind to. But I promise ya, you’re too pretty to be a spinster, Lou Lou. Mhmmm. Someone’s liable to grab ya up, when you least expect it. I bet you’ll be married ‘fore you’re twenty. If that’s what ya want.” He squeezed her knee. “Right, let’s blow this popsicle stand.”
Elvis’ pink Cadillac Fleetwood drove up the road, passing the large metal sign with Quien Sabe Ranch hollowed out. He had stopped at a gas station to get directions, thankfully the property was a well-known local landmark, and once they had got to a certain point, Lois had been able to help with directions. His arm tightened around her shoulder, and she rubbed her head into his arm, hating the prospect of leaving the warmth of his touch, the delicious feeling of being enclosed in him completely.The large house at the center of the property was aglow, and little lights twinkled from the other houses and buildings around the compound. A small pond sat beside the big house, and Elvis pulled next to the tree there, about twenty yards from her grand parents front door.
“You didn’t tell me you lived in a manshun.” Elvis finger traced along the top of her arm.
Lois turned into him, her mouth next to his ear as she whispered. “I don’t. I live in a small, three bedroom house in California. Think you’ll ever come out that way?”
Elvis pulled her into him. “Hell yes. You know.” He drew back from her, turning to look into her big brown eyes, his large fingers feathered over her forehead, and his face lit up with tender excitement. “You should start a fan club. I don’t have one there yet. Start a fan club for me, out in Los Angle - les, mhmm?”
Lois looked up in to his eyes, the earnest emotion she saw there was so intense she immediately acquiesced, shaking her head. “Yes, of course, gosh. Me?”
Elvis smiled. “You’re swell, you know that? And pretty.” His fingers trailed down to Lois’ waist, it felt like the whole side of her body fit into his large hand as she pushed into it.
“I bet you say that to all the girls”
Elvis leaned in closer, his nose hovered above hers.
“Nope. Only tha pretty ones.”
His hand moved up, and his thumb slid over her torso, coming to notch right below her breast. Lois exhaled slowly.
“Can I kiss you, Lois?”
She answered by leaning up, and kissing him first. Smooshing her lips fervently, awkwardly, roughly onto his. Her arms snaked around his neck as Elvis smacked off, laughing, both hands at her waist.
“Whooooa, whoooo.” he leaned in, and softly kissed Lois’ cheek. “Slow down, baby, slow down. This ain’t the Kentucky Derby.”
Lois giggled, then moaned as he kissed her neck and peppered a trail of soft kisses from her jaw to her mouth. She moved, slowly, with the rhythm of his body as he kissed her again on her lips, this time pushing his tongue into her mouth, and grinning as she jerked back, wiping her mouth with surprise and catching her breath.
“S’called a French kiss.” Elvis announced, rubbing her arm.
Lois grinned. “You know, I’ve never been kissed before. I …” she smiled sheepishly. “I think this is the best night of my life.
Elvis smirked, and squeezed her shoulder.
“Tell me your number baby, I’ll call you when I come out to California.”
“Do you have something to write it down with?”
Elvis pointed to his head. “Nu uh, this is all I need, just tell me your number. C’mon now, I gotta get back, heading on to Abilene early. Reckon the boys already put an ABP out for me” He cupped his hand over his mouth, as if talking into a police radio. “Look for a young gal, dark, dangerous, pretty as heck—”
Lois slapped his shoulder. “Ok, ok, ok. My number is FA 3- 2780, that’s FA for Fairoaks, 3- 2780.”
Elvis bent over and kissed her cheek, then leaned across her lap to pull her door open. “Alright Lou Lou, FA 3 - 2780, got.” He grinned, as she got out of the car and turned around to see his eyes following her as she walked up to the house and went inside the door. A low whistle came out of the car as she swished her hips a little more and she grinned into herself. Later that night, after explaining most of what happened to her grandparents in thebroadest, vaguest terms possible, Lois would go on to collapse upstairs on her bed, and spend the night replaying her time with Elvis, trying to conjure up the feeling of his arm around her and his lips on her mouth.
8:35 PM, Sunday March 25, 1956
The Stern Household, Pasadena, CA
The sound of her mother answering the phone stirred Lois from her homework, and she stared ahead at the TV.
“C’mon Ritchie, put the Ed Sullivan Show, huh?”
Her brother turned and stuck his tongue out at her.
“Thought you were doing homework, four eyes.” He laughed, nodding at her new glasses.
Ugh, glasses, an annoying brother, I really will die a spinster.
Just then, her mother leaned into the living room from the hallway.
“Lois? There’s a young man on the phone for you. He said his name is Elvis Presley….” Lois jumped up off the couch with a shriek. Marjorie Stern looked with alarm at her daughter as she dashed for the telephone. “Wait… that name sounds familiar, is he in your class?”
Lois grabbed the phone, waving her mom away.
“Hello?”
“Hey, Lou Lou? That you? Where you been, I've been calling you all day. I just got to Los Angle - less. When can I pick ya up? Been hankering for that Lou Lou special. Ya know, something sweet and savory mixed ta gether.”
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I had a few headcannons regarding the Different Species Mane Six AU
-Due to her cat like nature Twilight has some more carnivorous traits, like she'll mainly eat just fish and chicken but it's still a little off-putting to other ponies. She also has a tendency, like actual cats do to other young animals, to adopt who she considers 'kittens'
-At first RD was ecstatic she became a dragon because she looked so cool, until she realized that she couldn't really eat her favorite snack like normal. Also she was grounded when she accidentally ate most of her mom's jewelry collection.
-Fluttershy actually has a changeling build more similar to a Changeling Queen but without the massive horn, and despite her added height and her new looks she'll just shapeshift into a small animal to get out of stressful encounters.
-When AJ got her Yak form Big Mac became a little jealous that his little sister was now taller than him, also AJ can now just headbutt the apple trees to get them out. However on her first attempt to do so she caused an entire tree to come crashing down.
-At first Rarity shut herself in her room for weeks when she became a Kirin, it took all of her family to convince her to come out. Rarity also has a small problem trying not to show annoyance at her customers sometimes when they complain about a dress, her new mane slowly becoming fire.
-Pinkie specific griffon is part pink cockatoo and part housecat, she actually uses her parrot mimicry to make parties even more fun. When she tried flying with her new wings she accidentally ended up in Ponyvillie, and met the cakes who thought she was an orphaned griffon cub
I love the idea of Twilight being cat like! I think it would be fun if she didn't even hatch Spike and he was an orphan baby/young child drake and she just decided "my child now"
may be even finds him on the first episodes while they explore the Ever Free. Young abandoned dragon lost in the dangerous magic forest, Twilight: PROTECT CHILD
#writing prompt#drawing prompt#mlp#mlp fim#mlp au#mlp alternate universe#mlp twilight sparkle#twilight sparkle#mlp rainbow dash#alternate universe#mlp rarity#rarity#mlp fluttershy#fluttershy#mlp applejack#applejack#mlp pinkie pie#pinkie pie#mlpfim#prompt from the inbox#inbox#ask box#prompt from the ask box#prompt submissions#submission#mlp au lore#mlp fim au#my little pony au
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The next character on the list is Windswept Box the tabaxi rogue, who holds a special place in my heart for a number of reasons.
He's a silly femboy cat with all the pride in the world. He's cuter than you and he knows it, and will do anything he can to use that fact to his benefit.
Box is actually the character I've drawn the most. Partially because I haven't quite hit a spot where my depiction of them seems entirely accurate to the version in my head.
He was initially made for a campaign, but when that fell through I ended up recycling him to play in a play by post westmarch server.
For a while he remained that smug catboy, but then Bridget came out in Guilty Gear Strive & I couldn't resist the chance to depict some of my own experiences with my gender through them.
Which is why it's been really weird to introduce 'him' with those pronouns, because eventually, with the help of some friends (and some pushy fey) she figured things out.
I liked this one a little better than the first, but something about her left hand & face never sat right with me. Also, yes, she very much borrowed a portion of Bridget's outfit ^^;
At one point she attended a ball, and I drew some art specifically for the occasion. I think this is my best drawing of her to date.
At one point after this she came across a gag potion that changes someone's sex for 1d4 hours, and it left such an impression on her she immediately began looking for the manufacturer to try figuring out how it worked. She was never very smart, but through the help of some friends (and the drunkard alchemist who made the gag potion in the first place) she did eventually manage to make a permanent version and medically transition (not that it changed her much)
I enjoyed her build mechanically a bunch too. Swashbuckler 11/Way of Mercy 6, with a bonus Peace Cleric 2 towards the end, thanks to the influence of her S.O., who was also a cleric.
Backstory:
Abandoned on the streets in a small port town as a child, Box got up to mischief all over town in pursuit of food to eat and good places to nap. Taking advantage of how adorable she was to get out of situations or scam people without consequence.
One day, around when she was nine or ten, she was caught by town guard and locked in a cell. Seeing her there, the guard captain took pity on her. Having just lost his wife, and having a daughter around her age, he figured she could use some company, and adopted Box as his own.
Having done half of her growing up on an empty stomach, Box hardly had any strength to her, and when the captain decided to teach her to defend herself, it quickly became clear she just wouldn't be able to bear wearing heavier armor or using a big polearm like her sister, so he taught her to fight dirty. To use any advantage she can in a situation to come out on top, and more importantly, alive.
Once she came of age, she was put to work underneath her father, not as a guard, but as a penetration tester. She had a knack for getting into places she shouldn't be, and could give pointers on how to make things harder for other people to do the same as her.
Eventually though, her sister left town to become a guard at a larger town, and she was left alone. Quickly growing bored without her best friend, she ended up wandering away from home and off to adventure.
#dnd oc#dnd character#tabaxi#dnd art#dnd character art#dungeons and dragons#transgender#trans femme#trans
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baby! congrats on your raise, you soooo deserve it! and probably moving to LA is such a big deal too! there’s nothing quite like a nap in your childhood bedroom! i just woke up from one bc i visit my mom every weekend and decided to stay here one more day😂
idk if i ever told you that the black kitty’s building took my offering of the spay appointment, but they did. and we took her and she was already spayed😭 so yeah, it seems someone either tnr’d her and didn’t ask for an eartip cut or she was actually abandoned. which sucks fr, im glad she was spayed and everything (since they had to open her up to confirm, we told them to make the eartip cut). but it kinda sucks that she didn’t have the eartip bc we could’ve used that spay for another tnr case that was brought to us afterwards😪 but im still glad that we took her in and got her eartip done so nobody else tries to spay her again😂
and i love hearing about people converting their bfs to kpop. i saw this vid yesterday and asked my bf to rank his faves based on this: https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTLL8EEyf/
and he completely changed his answers from what i expected😭 he said, in no particular order (bc he just wouldn’t rank them): minho from shinee, mingi from ateez, san from ateez and bambam (who is the only one that didn’t surprise me). and i asked him about his other faves like jimin, taemin, changbin, i.n, scoups and bangchan (yeah he got a lot of biases😭). and he was like “they’re in a different category, i love them.” 😭😭😭
i would’ve loved a whole presentation but i think he’s even too indecisive to commit to a permanent list😂
and also your friend is so real for his felix gifts! that’s too freaking cute. pls life bless me with an irl like him🙏🏻 i only have one friend that likes kpop and she isn’t into skz so i get my kpop full from social media and/or yapping to my bf about it😂
ily baby🫶🏻 i hope you have an excellent week💜
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THANK U BABYYYY I AM SOOO STOKED 🫶 LA definitely isn’t confirmed yet but my sister lives in SoCal and my parents want to move there eventually so they’re like why don’t you just go there too?? And now I am seriously considering it bc I don’t want to be away from any of them! Nothing set in stone just yet but I will keep you posted 👼 PLEASE I visit my parents every weekend too and usually we just watch a movie or something but sometimes I have to ask if I can just nap there bc naps in your childhood home hit SOOO DIFFERENT…..
Also NOOOOO I can’t believe she was already spayed! And they didn’t bother to cut the ear tip! ☹️ that’s so unfortunate that it could’ve been used on another kitty BUT I’m glad at least she is spayed so she’s not out there having a million babies and shortening her life span. Thank you for caring for her regardless, I’m so glad to have an anon who cares for kitties the same amount that I do LOL I could listen to stories of cats all day 🥹🫶
HELPPP THAT IS SOOOO FUCKING FUNNTTTNRJKJE also the Kai rover edit is SO REAL…… the fucking things I would let him do to me 😦😦😦😦 my friend has become SO OBSESSED with Felix (probably because I post about him nonstop on my ig stories) and he sends me Felix content all the time now 😭 he and his girlfriend texted me earlier today and said they’re heading into town this weekend to their closest kpop store to look for Felix stuff for my Felix shrine™️ LIKE THEY ARE THE FUCKING BEST PEOPLE I KNOW ACTUALLY…… these texts he sent me just this week totally geeking about felix 😭 the second one was literally an hour ago like he catches Felix’s posts before even I do 😭 I love him so much I’m so lucky to have a friend like him
I LOVE U BABY ANGELLLL have the best week ever!!!! 💓💕💓🩷👼🫶
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Well, considering that I'm coming out of not being able to move my dominant hand for a long time (I couldn't draw cries), I'll ask questions.
Also-ran
Will Brie have interactions with other characters? (I'm talking about characters like Red, Blue, Gold, Green, etc.)
Publicity is important, and considering that she wears clothes from a brand originating from Paldea, would they invite the little changeling to Paldea so she can talk about something? I could also give talks to children who feel abandoned (something quite common, but not said, at least in the anime, Brock and his brothers are a great example, even if that is in Kanto)
At some official gala/event she said "what the hell" to the repercussions and just took off her shoes?
Considering everything about how people try to imitate her idols, what have been the waves in the population in trying to follow her and be equal to her? (the girl is feral, she is made differently, even if they managed to give her a life outside the forest)
How would she behave if she went to Alola? (her parents are pokemon, and Alola is one of those who most see pokemon as equals)
Into the wild
Do you know the "El Macho" meme from Despicable Me? is that Volo? (he has a son with what I think is one of your wildest ocs, she fishes with her teeth!)
The Wisteria
Does she also show her love with bites? (like when cats get affection overload)
What would her future relationship with Shinjuro be like? (because, you know, alcoholism, even though he left it that's how she met him)
Does the Cat stay with the Owl? What is her ship name?
Would she plant a tree like the one she had in the backyard of the house? (because of the symbolism and familiarity)
Gone Fishing
I feel like I know her but at the same time I don't, any information about her?
Will she be one of those who hides or will she send everything to hell with her and not care how people look at her because she is proud of her? (because, you know, racism)
I feel like her clothing style is that of a surfer and/or swimmer, I also feel like she dresses like Nani from Lilo and Stitch? (Also, Nani is a goddess, she gave everything for her sister, and David is a loving person, I also adore him)
I'VE BEEN STRUGGLING TO ANSWER THIS ASK BUT TUMBLR MOBILE HAS BEEN SCREWING ME OVER BY GETTING RID OF MY STUFF BEFORE I HAVE A CHANCE TO SAVE FOSKFNNF
ANYWAYS.
yes, brie will have her interactions with others, and as a reminder, Alola Noa and Scarnoa are also in this same continuity, so...lmao :V
Sawyer might pop up, I need to cook more with her first before I come up with an answer. And Punch Baby Akari definitely did exist, her bloodline continues lmao
She'd get along with the Pokemon of Alola so, so well, especially qhen interacting with the Tapus.
AND YES I KNOW EL MACHO, LMAO, yeah that sounds about right.
Andou does show love through bites, watch out. And the Cat and Owl shipname would be idk, Sunflower?? That sounds cute.
Andou sticks around close enough, though she will move in with Himejima, she just bounces from one place to another for training and socialization.
Shinjuro needs to pspspps for kitty to warm up to him. It'll take a while, but eventually. And yes, plant tree for Fujisaki house. :V
Mako is still a babbu, but she is very feral and a brat kid who drives her papa up the wall. But she is love and cherished. And also pretty fucked mentally since she's matured wayyyy to quickly for anyone of her physical age (its the discrimination and injustices)
Also yes, she'd vibe with Nani wear, tho she mostly sticks with comfy clothes.
At least until Nami and the others get to her, so she goes from shorts and t shirts to haltertops at the least, brought to you by Nami growing tired of her dorsal fin ripping the back of her shirts lmao.
She's the ship dress up doll at times lmao.
Otherwise, she keeps to herself unless otherwise. She checks for the right timing, if she sees it, she'll take it and say whats on her mind
Mainly when she knows she isnt alone to face the backlash lmao
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My RL Sims-Story (18+)
CW addiction, drugs
The next morning D. & I were alone in the house! Um, not really as you can see. His sister was here for a short moment but she had to leave and so I haven’t seen or met her yet. She just stopped by to bring the two kittens here, while I was still sleeping, because I was so broken last night.
Daniel came to me and tried to wake me up. I asked him what we did last night? I didn’t remember, I just knew how I fell asleep. He said that we didn’t do anything. That’s why I also asked him, if he was disappointed in me, but he told me not to worry about it, and besides, he wanted to show me something.
I was so surprised by these two cute, little kittens. 😻 I would have loved to hug & cuddle them immediately, but I saw that one kitty was very shy. She just went to Daniel cautiously and the other one was...in a bad mood? She wanted to scare the shy kitty I think? In any case, she was not interested in us and ran back to the kitchen. The shy kitty was a bit stressed because she didn’t know me, so I just watched Daniel try to calm her down.
But later both kittens came to me by themselves and they have not left my side. Especially the shy one, she is so affectionate. She loved being cuddled and having us around. She was just the perfect cat for me! Sorry, the shy kitty is a HE! A tomcat!
But where did Daniel get those cute kittens? About 12 weeks ago, Daniel found two cute little puppies on the side of the road. They were wrapped in a blanket, behind a bus stop. Someone didn’t want them and just abandoned them! What kind of people do this? 😠 Two little baby kittens!!! Why didn’t they just take them to a shelter? Fortunately, he found the two puppies and took them to a vet. They were lucky because it was not cold at this time of the year and the vet said, that they must have been there, for half a day. Daniel and his sister took care of the two little kittens, they had to feed them every 3 hours. The two have not slept for almost 3 weeks and alternated each other. The light grey cat liked his sister more and the shy, Daniel. When Daniel had to go back to town, for his job, his sister took care of both kittens in the meantime. They didn’t want to separate the two. 💜
Me: That’s so sweet, he remembers you? He’s so careful, but he wants you to to pick him up, I think.
Daniel: I don’t want to scare him, but since he came up to me on his own, let’s try it.......Hey, bud! You all right? That’s my gf she’s nice! You don’t have to be afraid of her. You’re gonna like her, I’m sure.
Me: Awww! 🥺 🥰So cute! I’d like to cuddle him too! Aww, he looks so soft & tiny! But I’ll wait a bit longer because he’s so shy. And your sister’s puppy? It’s a boy or a girl?
Daniel: A girl! ...But hey babe! See how clingy he is, he purrs, I think he’s happy. You wanna try?
Me: How cute! 😻 He feels so good and relaxed with you. I don’t want to stress him, he almost falls asleep, how sweet is that?... And you know, I didn’t think you’d be saving little puppies. 😳
Daniel: Who wouldn’t?? They were abandoned behind a bus stop. I just had to! You know? 🤷♂️
Me: Yeah, but you took care of them afterwards, you could have left them at the shelter.
Daniel: Sure, but I just couldn’t! In the shelter I was asked, if I know someone where the two kittens can stay. They had so many other animals there who were sick and needed help. They then explained everything to me. But if I couldn’t take that responsibility, I could have left them there. But I wanted to try! And tbh, in the last two months, my sister has been almost alone caring for the two.
Me: Still, you saved them 😍 and barely slept for weeks. You know, I like you more & more! 👉👈 ....How about we catch up on what we missed last night? 😏 And...the nights before and before...You know, what I mean!
Daniel: Suddenly you’re in such a hurry? I think I should have shown you the kittens much earlier. 😉 😄
Me: No, it’s not just because of the kittens!! You know, that I’m totally into you! But somehow, something always gets in our way, and mostly it’s my fault. But that will change from now on! So, are you coming? 😏
Daniel: I’m definitely coming! We have 20 minutes. That one guy I told you about comes over.
Me: He’s comming here? In your house? But he’s a dealer. 🤷♀️
Daniel: I’ve known him since I was....19? He doesn’t deal! He just knows someone who does and yea, that’s....all! 😕
Me: Um...you’re 21! So you don’t know him for that long!
Daniel: He’s ok! And you need that drug! Not me! I can live without it, after all, I have you now! 😏
Me: Yeah, sure! But you’re right! I’m the prob, but I’ll make it up to you! After the summer holidays, we’ll both quit together....But since this guy is coming, we postpone our hot date! But postpone does not mean cancel! I promise!
Daniel: Ok! But there's no escaping babe! I don’t care what happens! No more excuses or cancellations!
Me: No, certainly not!
I was so naive to believe that we will quit that drug after the summer holidays! It could have worked out! I mean because of Daniel! But tonight he will take that drug with me and he will unfortunately fall back into his old habits. 😞 His addiction will take complete control over him. For me, this has already been the case for a while. I put us both in this situation. 🤦♀️ But in the end, I’ll come to my senses and get us both out of it. No, actually it was Daniel. And my parents.
And this guy who’s gonna bring us drugs, is totally crazy! First Daniel’s Mother yesterday and now that weirdo! 🤨 And since I mentioned D.’s Mom, she’s gonna catch us doing drugs. I thought she was gonna freak out and yell at us, like my Mom did, but no, everything’s different with her, even this. 🤨
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I'm gonna ramble about April and Cindy so don't mind me
So April and Cindy are sisters from a large trading port. Their parents own a farm and the girls helped take of it. The whole family got sick, and their parents died but the girls lived. April was 6 and Cindy was 10
They continued running the farm, but essentially became wards of the city since they were orphans. Cindy would trade homemade jewelry for food. She traded a bracelet for what she thought was a dragon fruit. She took it home and cut it up for April to eat. Turns out it was a devil fruit. The Thorn Thorn Fruit.
April possess the ability to sprout thorny vines from anywhere on her body. The thorns are as sharp as knives and the vines can't be cut by a simple blade.
Cindy took a job on a trade ship when April was 12 and Cindy was 16. April was so mad, she didn't want her sister to abandon her. She used her powers to hurt Cindy. In her mind, if Cindy wouldn't stay for her, then she'd definitely stay if she was in the hospital.
Cindy managed to get away from April and boarded the ship before she could take anymore damage. Cindy has a nasty scar running up her left arm from April.
The trade ship Cindy was on was lost in the Florian Triangle. April was devastated. She resented her devil fruit ability and vowed to never use it again. She started looking into research on reversing the effects, eventually joining the Marine Science Unit and working under Dr. Vegapunk. She's almost as smart as him and learns fast.
Soon a pirate by the name of Lioness Mane started to make herself well known. Her bounty continued to rise as she plundered every trade town she could get close to. She looks familiar to April, but she's so insistent that Cindy is dead that she doesn't want to believe her sister would become a pirate.
April is placed on Garp's ship to conduct her research in an inconspicuous place. She meets Koby and Helmeppo and forms a friendship with them. She and Meppo argue like a cats and dogs and Koby is like their mediator. (he thinks they should just kiss and get it over with) as much as April and Meppo fight though, they won't allow for anyone else to insult or hurt the other.
Lioness becomes Koby's pirate gf after she's caught by Garp.
Even after April saw Lion in person, she refused to believe it was Cindy even though she knows deep down. Even saying to her face that "My sister is dead, you're nothing but pirate scum."
That's what I have so far. Eventually I want April to start doing morally and ethically questionable things. She joins up with Doflamingo after defecting from the marines.
Also another fun fact about Cindy/Lioness is that her ship is a cruise ship she robbed from Crocodile
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So lest call oldest brother Asshole & other brother Jay.
So Asshole wanted to clean the basement & Jay was like "Okay, we should all probably go down there & grab stuff we wanna keep before throwing everything away" [It has a lot of our childhood stuff as well as all/most of my aunts stuff] & SOMEHOW this spawned into an argument, which culminated in Asshole yelling at Jay that Jays technically not supposed to be here & he should leave & not come back & to move out.
So Jay is staying at a friend's place & is gonna get his rabbit in a few days.
Instead of apologizing & admitting he was wrong/a dick, he's now just telling me we've gotta move out [he also said Jay makes more than him which... Sure Jay makes a bit more than our areas minimum wage but 1: Jay works in fast food. Asshole is a teacher [ikik teachers don't get paid loads but... Even if his pay is shit it's still not a huge difference compared to Jay] also 2: For a couple months asshole WAS paying for everything because Jay's work got shut down [remodeling that ran really long] so he absolutely can pay the bills himself, he just doesn't want to. [Plus our mom moved in, so he could ask her to help w/ bills or he could've asked me to get a job to help w/ bill, he's just an asshole who doesn't actually care, he just wants to look like he's in the right.]
Also by work things out w/ my dad, I assume asking him if I could move in [which is a horrible idea because he & one of my sisters, one that still lives w/ him, are extremely allergic to cats & I'm not gonna abandon my cat ???] Or seeing if my dad could pay for an apartment [or idk seeing if he could get one of my siblings that have their own places to let me stay w/ them]
[Also if you're like "Why weren't you ALREADY helping ??" Well, Jay told me not to a few months ago because the foodstamps are in my name & getting a job could make them lower & they already barely cover us already. But DW, I'm applying places now]
Mind you Asshole was planning on moving out. So he was just willing to leave us stranded or barely getting by [or not at all getting by & having to split up] but is now whining about Jay leaving AFTER HE FUCKING TOLD HIM TO LEAVE ?!?! [Also this wasn't even a "I think I may, no nvm that's a dick move thing" he told me yesterday, before he realized Jay took him seriously, that he was gonna move out...]
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Here’s a prompt:
Ser Pounce-a-lot being an absolute menace to everyone but Anders!
Just so y'all know, *I* know that Pounce is canonically an Orange gentleman but I stubbornly headcanon him as a tuxie. I have a cat named Ser-Pounce-a-Lot and, in my head, I always sub tuxedo!Pounce for tabby!Pounce for his sake. I also hc the warden as having his sister (my other cat), Tessie, as a sort of live friendship bracelet thing. Ask me about the whole story, I've got it all figured out.
Pounce's Man || Rating: M || pairings: non-explicit explicit Fenf!Handers, implied Merribela || word count: 562
Anders didn't get it.
"This cat is a menace, Blondie," Varric complained, holding the culprit out for his human to take. The cat's normally-white paws were stained black with ink, as was his face, and there were paw prints across Varric's desk and manuscript.
"Seriously, love, how do you stand it? If this is what happens when we lock him out I shudder to think what he does when we go out without him." Marian looked down at Anders through her eyelashes. It would have been sexy if it weren't for the sheer exasperation written on her face.
"It is a little distracting," Fenris said, behind- and balls-deep in- Anders. "I am not letting him in, no matter what." Their threesome had been interrupted by plaintive meows and halted entirely when the cat began to scratch at the door.
Back at the Hanged Man, Isabela was showing her tits to anyone who cared to listen. "He gave me a fever, Anders. You know I love you, and thanks again for taking care of it, but how in the void did he manage that?"
Merrill leaned in closer, poking at the angry scratches across her breast. The swelling had subsided, mostly, but it was still red. "It's ve-ry impressive, Isabela. The scratch, not your breasts. Though they're impressive too." She looked at Anders, brow furrowing. "He is quite cute, but he might be the naughtiest cat I've ever met."
Aveline was pointedly looking away. "It'd be better if he helped out with the mice. Did you know one ran right past him, last time you visited the Keep? I don't think he even noticed."
"He's a good boy," Anders protested every time. "Just not very smart! That doesn't mean he doesn't have good intentions, you know?"
"What were his intentions when he ruined my draft?" Varric tried to scowl but failed as the black-and-white cat sauntered across the table and butted his head under the dwarf's chin.
Anders sighed. "Exactly that! He likes you! And deserves more attention than parchment, isn't that right, handsome boy?" Pounce purred.
Isabela said nothing, just boobed breastily at him with a meaningful look.
"He wanted to cuddle. His nails were just a little too long."
"And when he yowled at us the other day? Bodahn had to re-polish the door to fix the scratches, you know." Hawke folded her arms.
Anders froze. "Is this an intervention for my cat?"
Fenris shrugged. "Call it what you will. He is a... unique animal."
The mage sat back, almost offended. Pounce had abandoned Varric, ambled back down the table, and settled in Anders' lap. "He is a gentleman. I didn't give him up for the Wardens, and I'm not giving him up for you all, either."
"We never said that!" Hawke leaned on her hands. "Just suggesting a little... work/Pounce balance."
"He has separation anxiety! And saved your life, Bela, if you've forgotten already."
"I'd have ducked in time, sweet thing. Though he took out that bandit admirably."
Anders raised an eyebrow. "See? He's a crucial part of the team."
They didn't understand. Maybe they never would. But so long as Anders had Ser-Pounce-a-Lot, and Pounce had Anders, all would be right in the world. As he lay in bed that night, Pounce curled up next to him- waking himself up every few minutes with a hiccup- Anders smiled.
Cat tax! This is the manthemyththelegend while I was writing. also don't @ me regarding certain word choice i had an opportunity and took it god dammit
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Wahoo!! it’s done!!
Warnings: mild gore, abandonment, death, attempted murder, magic surgery, implied dissociation in pov character
Cecile Dies At The End.
The morning after the wedding, Cecile was anything but pleased. Her new husband who did not love her, slept beside her, her new ruby glinting on the nightstand. Cecile’s neck craned up, and she looked at first one, then the other. If she had been a different woman, she might have let her heart ache at the situation. Slowly pulling herself up, through the foothills of pillows, she looked at the man she’d married with the same calculating eyes she’d lain upon everyone else.
Atlas was not a bad man, exactly. He was no fairytale villain, despite the role he would play in her life, despite the fact he was a kind of pretty that made Cecile feel guilty to look at him. She looked away, forgetting last night, and slipping out of bed. In spite of her attempts not to wake him, came the creaking of his yawn, and languid movements. Like a cat in a favorite patch of sun, he writhed around, before pulling himself up and twisting to face her. It unnerved her, how he twisted; he twisted too far to be comfortable, she thought. It shouldn’t be so easy for him to move like that. His eyes settled upon her, and she thought of the mouse she saw yesterday running from a cat. Idly, she wondered if her sister Adalaide had been right.
“Good morning, My Jewel,” he sang, in low notes, in a creaking and tired voice. A sharp-toothed smile settled upon his face, as he laced his fingers together and twisted around again, now onto his stomach, resting his chin on his hands.
Realizing she had held still, watching him, Cecile made her way to her vanity, picking up a comb. “Husband,” she said, getting used to the sound of it, “Good morning.”
He chuckled at that, swinging his body around, and pulling his body out of bed.”Are you well? How did you sleep?” he murmured, looking at her in much the same way she had when she’d first awoken.
In the morning light, Cecile had a much better look at the rest of him, and not just his fey features, and once again was unsettled. Thin enough to see his ribs, and- She glanced away, feeling her face heat. Through her hair, the comb ran. “I am well enough,” Even to her own ears, she sounded dispassionate, “I slept well.”
Atlas nodded, dressing himself in handsome sepia monochrome; a wellfit waistcoat, paler button down, and trousers neatly tailored to his gaunt form. Silence hung in the air, as if he wasn’t sure of what to do now. Now that they were married, there was nothing but fear to stop them. Atlas didn’t break the silence, but he did break the stillness with sudden movement. He took the ruby, and took to his wife.
She moved back, instinctively, yelping as she crashed into the vanity. It wobbled, the mirror threatening to tip in its fastenings, and a thankfully-closed small pot of some salve or lotion jumping to the hardwood floor. It sustained but a crack. From downstairs, a tea kettle whistled. Atlas’s mask melted, eyes widening, lips twitching down into concern. At the same time, Cecile swept downward, picking up the jar, setting it firmly down in its place. The comb in her hair was forgotten, as she clicked into the proud stance she walked the streets with. Even in her nightclothes, at her average stature, it– Would have been intimidating, had Atlas been anyone else. The worried man let the ruby weigh down his pocket, as he backed up.
“Adalaide is waiting downstairs,” he soothed, hoping to rid her of this fear. They both knew they had such a short amount of time to get what they wanted; Cecile’s eternal life. It had been the reason for their marriage! Cecile took an unsteady breath, and sharply nodded. Yes, her sister was right downstairs. Her sister, who had sworn this would make her grave. Who’d possessed but for a time the Ruby that would weigh her soul down.
Atlas made his way downstairs. Through the hall, leaving Cecile alone to dress. The halls were gorgeous, and a painting he had commissioned of them both hung outside their bedroom. Light as air, his footsteps barely made noise as he padded down the spiral staircase. Padded into the room to go meet his new sister-in-law, who happened to be brewing some almond tea.
Unbeknownst to Cecile, as she pulled her hair into a half chignon, the laughter she heard floating up the well was not indicative of joy. It was one of amusement, surely, and she smiled about that, picking up a red vial, ignoring the strands of silver. No, she could not hear the precise words, but she could hear her husband’s voice cut clear, as she buttoned up her blouse. He sounded calm. She could not hear her sister. Had she, she might have then known just how dire the situation was.
Adorned in her fine dress, Cecile made her way down the staircase. She lingered in front of the painting, her own painted lips twitching into a grin. It had been painted a week ago, the both of them in their wedding clothes. Cecile Gray and Atlas Fairchild. How long would the both of them look like that? Skin smooth and clear, mood bright. Though, she supposed, the artist hadn’t quite captured the glint of their eyes. Her own inky eyes were difficult to capture, she knew that, but Atlas’s tawny eyes shouldn’t’ve been nearly so difficult. She did not think of the gray she had seen in the mirror, the gray that was not in the portrait. Reminded of her goals, she turned away from the painting, and carried on down the stairs.
As Cecile descended, she heard the conversation from the kitchen, and she ignored the ice suddenly shooting through her heart.
“Really now,” came the playful and chiding voice of her husband. “Cyanide won’t do a thing, Ada dear.”
“You’re a monster, Atlas,” followed her sister, sounding defeated.
“Yes, you should have factored that in if you were going to poison me. Iron shavings, now, that would have worked.”
Good god, Atlas was laughing. Cecile’s icy heart sped up, her feet following the pattern. Leaps and bounds down the stairs, railing clutched tightly, so that she mightn’t get tripped up by her skirts.
Arriving in the kitchen, chest heaving with her heavy breathing, she was taken aback. There they stood: Atlas and Adalaide. Kitchen hardly out of sorts, but for the pot of water on the stove. Sister far more out of sorts; hair undone, her waistcoat rumpled, her unpainted lips twisted into an angry frown. Atlas was ruffling her bobbed hair, grin showing off those damnable sharp teeth. A bad idea, as Adalaide snatched his arm away, and was about to speak- before noting the presence of her younger sister.
The young butch’s shoulders snapped back, hands moved to smooth her clothes. Which did nothing to hide the distinctly non-pocket watch bulge in one pocket. Warmly, Adalaide turned to greet her sister.
“Good morning, Cece,” she sighed, the presence of her sister calming her.
Oh, that nickname hadn’t been used since childhood, and Cecile swallowed her discomfort. “Adalaide,” she returned. “Are you alright?”
Ada’s hand cut through the air, as if to brush Cecile’s worries away. “Of course I am, I was simply having a discussion with,” a sharp glance toward Atlas, “him.”
Bolstering this, Atlas cut in, “My darling sister-in-law was making us morning almond tea!” As if to drive in the point, or perhaps in sheer appreciation, he took a sip of the drink. “Why don’t you have a cup?”
Her stomach turned, but she couldn’t find it in her to resist. She didn’t want to rile the situation up again, curious though she was. Stretching up to the cabinet, she fished out her favorite mug. God, this house must’ve been made for giants. Though, she supposed, given her husband’s height, it might have been.
Morning ritual carried on; Adalaide picked the teapot up, pouring the tea into the mug. Cecile took a sip, the warmth spreading through her hands and throat. Ugh, she hated how easily it soothed her. Was it the tea, or the routine? Regardless, she did enjoy it.
Getting away from the interloper, Adalaide bee-lined for the pantry, fetching a floral-print jar. Opening it, the kitchen filled with the scent of biscuits, and for just a moment, they might have been back home. Cecile could have thrown all of this away yesterday, instead of locking herself into this fate. Yes, this is how things were, there had to be no chance of running. There had to be no fear. This had to work, or- Well, it wouldn’t matter.
Biscuits, tea, the morning ticked away. No eggs, no bacon, no oatmeal. Not even leftover wedding cake. The wedding had gone off without a hitch, aside from her sister’s attempt, once again, to convince her to hightail it. Even now, the kitchen door was within reach. Adalaide was right there. Atlas couldn’t catch them, could he? Where would she even go? Didn’t she want this?
Thoughts interrupted by Atlas’s warm hand closing around her wrist. “We really must hurry along,” he urged. This close to her, touching her, her bones thrummed. All too aware of her beating heart, of that damnable ruby, Cecile finished off her tea, and the last bit of biscuit. Without meeting anyone’s eyes, she nodded.
Leaving the kitchen, wrist-in-hand, they continued on. Unable to look at him, unable to face the way he loomed over her, she let her gaze fall upon the walls. They’d been painted green, had plenty of pictures hung upon them. She remembered how the man she married had been, when they hung them up. Portraits of family, of faraway woods, of a castle that looked fantastical. How masterful. They passed door after door in the corridor, which felt near endless, but at last?
Atlas let go of her wrist, to graze his fingers over the lock of a door. “Open,” he suggested, voice stern. The lock obeyed with a click. Cecile chose not to think about it, as they started their way downstairs. Atlas went first, and he did not look back to ensure she followed. Once again, she made the choice to doom herself. Down the stairs, glow stones illuminated their path. Down, down, down. The air weighed on her, and she did not think of the scent of earth now filling that same air. Down, down, down.
Atlas leaped over the last two steps, and offered his hands to help Cecile over those trick steps. She took them, and followed his same path. They’d done this many times, and though she could avoid the trap itself, the fact he was willing to catch her warmed her heart. Reassuring. Adalaide had to be wrong, he wouldn’t hurt her.
To the center of the lab, they traveled. It was a strange place, though she’d become rather familiar with it over the time they’d discussed this. Strange machines snaked through the place, juxtaposed by a wooden box that made her hungry when she approached. In the center, however, was a chair, and this made her smile. It was not the chair she’d expected, but a beautiful carving- Leather straps were nailed into it, regardless. She’d have to take her place. Forcing herself forward, she did so. Seated, she took a deep breath, though she wanted to scream.
Atlas was silent as he carried out his task; strapping her down to make sure she would not twitch as he did what he must. She thought she was used to how he felt, close to her, thought that she had grown used to his strangeness. No, though she would learn to in time.
“How’s that?” he asked, crouched down as he pulled the last strap tight and buckled it.
Shifting around, or attempting to, she answered. “Tight enough.”
“Perfect,” Atlas purred. What he did next shocked her; he kissed her on the cheek. Whether or not the following laughter was genuine or not, she could not have told you. What didn’t surprise her, however, was his steady hands unbuttoning her top, rolling up her sleeve.. The cool air was welcome on her skin, really, as distant as it had begun to feel. The faery took the ruby out of his pocket, dropping it into Cecile’s lap. The weight of it felt like hardly anything at all. Perhaps it was the power thrumming through the mage-scientist’s lab, perhaps it was simply her emotions overclocking themselves, but Cecile felt calm.
Far too calm, she realized, as Atlas fetched a small tray, and wheeled a machine with odd tubes and dials and knobs. First, a towel was tucked into her shirt. Next, her skin was cleaned with some cold and foul smelling liquid. He paused, and picked up one needle, leaving the liquid to dry upon her chest. The needle made it’s way into her vein, a faint prickly sensation. Atlas picked up a shining black knife. “I’m sorry,” he breathed, but he did not hesitate. To hesitate would be to prolong her pain, she knew. Did she respond? Cecile wasn’t sure.
Detached, floating, she watched his incision into her body. Pale skin opened up, and she noted how red her blood was travelling through the tubes of the machine, how cold it felt on her body. Atlas murmured something, perhaps a prayer. He allowed her to bleed, picking up some sort of strange scissors. Cold, she was so goddamn cold. He was letting that infernal machine take it from her, and he was letting the rest spill out! She hoped that she’d managed to say that out loud. He ignored her, carrying on as he must.
“Close your eyes, my jewel,” he begged.
She ignored him, far too fascinated with this strange procedure. Immortality would be hers. Head fixed into place, muscles twitching in their bonds, Atlas picked up the bone-cutters, and removed a section of ribcage. She fell lax, leather straps holding her up. Her last sight was of her husband’s fingers, holding a shiny red something, before the light in her eyes went out, her last thought petering out into nothing.
What happened next, Cecile could not say with certainty, though later, she would be informed of it. How Atlas opened her heart up, and stole her soul. A sliver of ruby sealed in her heart, a fiber of her heart sealed within the ruby. How her blood had been replaced.
The morning after the resurrection, Cecile was pained, but pleased. Her new husband, who wrenched her from morality, slept beside her, her heartful ruby glinting on the nightstand. She had awoken in his arms. Alive. That was good. The air smelled of iron. Hunger clawed at her stomach, and she had no shirt, though both were better than death. As she rose this time, however, her exhausted husband slept on. No morning confrontation, no sound of a tea kettle. Nothing but Cecile and her mirror.
Cecile peered into the looking glass. The wound from yesterday had been stitched up carefully, and the redness of her skin made the rest of her look paler than usual. Atlas must have removed her makeup, as she could see each imperfection, the fever flush of her cheeks. Leaning in closer, Cecile analyzed herself. And pulled out a gray hair. Perfect, everything was perfect. She had what she wanted. Opening a jar with a hairline crack, she spread a healing salve over her wound.
Cecile tugged on a shirt, and clambered down the stairs. Silence filled her home.
A note with water splotches was left on the counter, magnet holding it to a teapot.
Goodbye, Cecile. I love you, but you gave your life away yesterday. I cannot, in good conscience, watch you destroy yourself. I love you, farewell. - Ada
Oh.
Oh.
No, this was silly. She’d come back, wouldn’t she? Her big sister would return, and maybe yell at her, wouldn’t she?
No. No, not this time. No, this was the real price for her immortality. Unwilling to touch the note, she made herself no tea, did not fetch yesterday’s from the icebox.
Cecile went back upstairs, regarding the portrait once more. She would look like that forever, or, once her skin cleared. Would Atlas?
Atlas was asleep, and Cecile was alone.
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A mother’s love, a new generation. Straight photography.
Angel, Smokey, and candy. We had Angel and Candy since elementary school. Sadly both Candy and Angel passed away in the last two years. Both dogs had multiple health issues, Angel had CHF and for the last four years of his life he had to be given medication twice a day every day. Candy had cancer for the last three years of her life, had multiple surgeries costing thousands of dollars and the last two years was on and off medications. The amount of love, money and effort my sister gave to these dogs is comparable to that of what a mother would've done. I applaud my sister for bringing them with her when we all moved out of my parents house and for the sleepless nights and early morning she had taking care of these dogs.
Orange Blossom, also know as OB, is my husband's first pet. One of the funniest stories I ever heard is when my husband was in little league football and had his team over to his house celebrating his birthday and they accidentally let the cat out. In the middle of the party my husband broke out in tears, laying on the couch and not speaking to anyone. My mother in law stopped the party and made a bunch of 13 year olds pause the party and look this cat who was down the street hunting mice. My husband isn't the most affectionate when it comes to animals but this cat, his first cat, is his baby and he would do anything for him. OB is now 14 years old and still running our house and the other two cats
Toby, also know as rat boy, one of the most aggressive smallest dog I have ever had the pleasure to own. We probably heard he's so ugly he's cute several times before. He bite my upper lip off when I was 10 years old and I was still the same one who woke up every 2 hours to take him out to pee when he had surgery for kidney stones and had to take him outside to pee. The same one who would blend his food up when he no longer had any teeth to chew his food and carried him places when he no longer knew where he was because he was blind. Our rat boy, the first one to pass and the first one to cause the biggest heart break of our lives. He may not have been the sweetest, the cutest or the bestest but he was our baby
The new generation, Sparky (orange big one in the back), Smokey (big eared sticky dog in the front), and a Canelo (little rat dog). All these dogs are rescued dogs that my sister owns, the same sister who took care of Angel and Candy. 2/3 new dogs have backgrounds with being homeless bait dogs in the street and now come with behavioral issues but with enough love and patience my sister has managed to make them feel safe enough that they no longer feel the need to be on fight or flight mode.
The New Generation. Stella, the small one, and Nina, the bigger one. Both are my babies and my best friends. I've had them both for closer to four years and over the years both have had health issues. Stella has a seizure disorder and I have had to get used to holding her while she has seizures, pushing medications into her nose and giving her pills when she's stressed to prevent the seizures. The first time she ever had a seizure, it was in the middle of the night and she sleeps right next to me, I woke up screaming and yelling for my husband. I kept repeating she can't die over and over again until it stopped. we then ran to the pet hospital and dropped over a grand for her to stay overnight and have labs ran on her. This has happened 3 more times and while it's a hit on our wallets we're not giving up on her. it's our responsibility to love and to care for her, I signed up to be her mom and I would be a monster if I abandoned her and when she needed me the most. Nina is probably the most anxious dog I have ever had. Her previous owners said she took up too much of their time and they didn't have the patience for her. I found her on Facebook and I knew I had to get her because she was a bigger version of Stella. When I first had her, I was actually scared of her. She does this grunting thing where it sounds like a growl but it's really her talking. I didn't know she was a talker but we time went on she grew more of a personality and really grew into herself. While she still gets anxious we learned that she needs to get trazadone to help her when she'll be stressed and she's no longer afraid to live anymore.
The overall theme I chose is about being a having your own family, now I understand many people don’t agree with the fact that having a pet isn’t the same as having a child but I fully disagree with that. All of these dogs have insurances, dental cleanings, vaccines, take up your time, are given showers and many other things. My dogs have their own t-shirts and we’ve even done Halloween photo shoots with our pets. The amount of love my sister and I give our pets came be compared to that of a mom giving love to their children. In these pictures we captures our pets spending quality time with each other and how we have managed to turn them into our own little family, they are our fur babies.
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~Wereology 101~
[WP] A sitcom where a Werewolf Pack and a Vampire Clan are good friends with each other, going against the usual trope of Werewolves and Vampires are enemies of each other. Describe a scene from this kind of show. [u/Wixin74 - Reddit]
Inside the Crypt Cooler, a retro ice cream parlor with plenty of odd flavors, high schooler Doug Howlet (Werewolf) sits across from fellow student Phasma Crowe (Ghost). Doug looked over a page in his notebook labeled, "Ghosts, how do they work?"
"So, you were born a ghost?" asked Doug. "and not, like, you were reborn or anything like that. You were always a ghost?"
"Yep!" said Phasma as she took a long sip of her Boo Berry smoothy. "I was actually born not too far from town."
"Seriously?" asked Doug.
"Oh yeah, it's really a beautiful story," said Phasma. "It was late in December. My mom had just shot Santa- " Phasma was interrupted by a sudden *THUD* on the glass, surprising the two teens. A pale young boy has his face pressed up against the glass.
"HOOOOWLIE!" Howled the young boy. "Hello, Phaz!"
"Hey, Vin," replied Phasma. Vincent ran to the front door. A humanoid ghost appears wearing an apron with the restaurant's logo and name on it. The ghost opens the door and motions for the boy to come inside.
Vincent rushed to his friends via a cloud of smoke, sliding through Phansma so he could sit on the inside.
"There are other kinds of were-animals!?" asked Vincent, eyes wider than good china.
"Yeah...you didn't know that?" asked Doug.
"No, I just ran into a glass window on purpose," said Vincent. "Of course, I didn't know, you're the only were-anything I have ever met! Old country, remember?"
"Right, my bad," said Doug. "But yeah, there's not much to it. Over time, through evolution, magic, or mad science, depending on who you ask, the were-curse spread to other animals. Fish, birds, some cryptids, and I think there's a were-dinosaur somewhere in the southwest."
"My sister once met a were-cat at Comic-con," said Phasma, "beat her in the cosplay contest."
"Let me guess, Felicia from Darkstalkers?" asked Doug.
"Nope, genderswapped Beast Boy," said Phasma.
"Anyway, why are you freaking out about this?" asked Doug. "It's not that big of a deal."
"Says you!" said Vincent, "You have spent most of your life as a werewolf, the coolness factor has worn off for you."
"I've woken up with a dead rodent in my mouth, butt naked, several times," said Doug, "How is that cool?"
"My point exactly," said Vincent. "Other were-beasts means cool new power for me to photograph and document for my family back home! Ooooh! Do you know any were-cats? My Mama loves cats!"
"How would I know?" said Doug, "It's not like there's a group chat for were-animals."
"But there is a support group for the newly turned," said Phasma. "They meet at the school the week before a full moon." The two boys look at Phasma, curious and confused. "Ghosts don't need to sleep, and I like to wander. Sue me."
"This is perfect!" said Vincent, "A detailed look into the work it takes to control the beast within!"
"Don't make it sound too fun," said Doug sarcastically.
"Hey," said Phasma, "you're the one who didn't want to help Vin with his report. Don't be mad at him for finding an alternative source because of your baggage. Who knows? Maybe a support group is just what you need. A little extra training and social interaction never hurt anyone."
"...right?"
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Welcome to Hallows Town.
To most of the world, The Hallows is a mysteriously abandoned town and the basis for most scary stories. Vamiperes in the church, haunted ice cream, and sewer people all started in this little eerie town.
However, if monster blood runs through your veins, you can see the ruins of Hallows Town for what it really is: a quaint little suburban town straight out of a sitcom.
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Vincent Ikgor V is an exchange student from a traditional vampire community in Europe. He came to Hallows Town on a mission to show his community the joys of the outside world and to get them to open their borders fully.
Vincent stays with his exiled distant Great-great-great-great-great-great grandfather and quickly meets his new neighbors, The Howlets, who are Werewolfs. In the Grim Era, werewolves and vampires were brutal enemies, but as times changed, so did relations.
Now, Douglas "Doug" Howlet acts as Vincent's pessimistic guide and best friend as the two explore the human & monster worlds in...
Hallow Dreams
Only on ToonTV. Starting October 32nd, 3023
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Mike checked on Bria before going to bed. She was fast asleep with Cookies and Bon Jovi beside her. They could sense their human was having trouble, so they wanted to be near her to provide comfort. It was nine o’clock in the evening, so she had gone to bed early. He noticed her phone on her bedside table. She had likely fallen asleep while talking to Brad. He wanted to go through her messages to find proof of her cheating, but he decided against it.
His mind brought him back to when he found out Anna had cheated on him. He remembered the pain and anger he felt. It took him a long time to forgive her. He didn’t want Brad to go through that. After closing the door, he went to his room and got ready for bed himself.
Brad was grieving the end of his relationship, while also going through the pain of finding out Bria had cheated on him – twice. She also admitted to having slept with Jon. Mike apologized. He had no idea. Thank you. He encouraged him to feel whatever he needed to for however long he needed to. Grief was a process and he needed to do whatever he felt comfortable doing. Whether that was making music, talking to someone professionally, or crying.
He did cry but in private. Maybe he would talk to his rabbi at his temple. That sounded like a good idea. She was still going between Brad Pitt and Jon. They knew she was going back and forth. They were not going to forbid her from seeing the other, but they didn’t necessarily like it either. Both of them were finding out she was hypersexual.
She and Brad talked about her moving in with him. The only non-negotiable thing was that she had to bring her cats. They were like her children. He would learn to love them. What were their names? Bon Jovi and Cookies. Why was her name, Cookies? Because she had a twin sister who was adopted separately named, Cream. Okay, that made sense. If she became his girlfriend, he would spoil her by giving her whatever she wanted. Money was not a problem for him.
After finalizing everything, she went home to talk to Mike. He and the band were overwhelmed by the cats and Misty demanding attention. She picked up her cats and brought them out of his studio before closing the door behind them. Meow! They didn’t like a closed door. She carefully dropped them on the floor. The guys thanked her for taking them when she came back in.
Misty was also thankful. Mike asked what she and Brad decided.
“I told him that the only thing I wanted was to bring my cats. He said that was okay. He’s giving me time to figure things out with you.”
“We will talk about that later. Can you distract the cats for us?”
She sighed before leaving the room and closing the door behind her. Brad has no idea what the hell he was getting himself into. She required a lot of patience and support, especially when she was acting out. Joe asked what it was like. It was exhausting sometimes because he never knew what kind of mood she would be in. They mostly saw her when she was in a good mood.
What was going on right now? She was likely going through an episode of bipolar and was not thinking rationally. Her bipolar and Borderline Personality Disorder worked together. Right now, she was hypersexual, looking for validation that she was loved, and very impulsive. She was not thinking about the consequences of her actions. That was not an excuse. He had never seen her like this before. If she did move in with Brad, it was not going to work.
He didn’t have the patience to go through her mood swings or fear of abandonment. At most, he gave it a year or two. Rob wanted to check in with Brad, but he didn’t want to say anything inappropriate and cause him to freak out again. He kept a stone-cold expression on his face, so nobody could tell what he was thinking. Brad.
He had intrusive thoughts about loving his body. Even with therapy, he couldn’t get rid of everything in his head. He didn’t have anyone to talk to because nobody understood what he was going through. It was an obsession and he admitted that. He was obsessed with him. But his mind brought him back to when he freaked out at him. It was a cycle of obsession and guilt. Just love me. That was all he wanted. He fantasized about feeling his lips on his and running his hands through his hair.
Why does he have to be so damn attractive? He hated him for it. Stop invading my mind! He thought about picking a fight, just so he had a reason to hate him. But, he couldn’t do that. Not to the other guys. What if they got tired of his behavior and kicked him out? He would hate himself for that. The band was his life. He was also going through pain, so it wasn’t the right time.
After finishing their discussion, they came out to find Cookies waiting for them to open the door. Finally! She meowed angrily. If it wasn’t Bria, it was the cats. She came over and picked her up. Cookies calmed down as she petted her head. They followed her into the living room where the cats were playing and sat down. Bon Jovi came over to investigate the new humans. She sniffed their legs. Phoenix bent over and scratched her head. Thank you, human!
Since the humans were no longer busy, they received attention. Joe grabbed a rope and started moving it around the floor. Bon Jovi pounced on it, making him laugh. They all watched, as she played. The cats were interesting. They wanted things on their terms. If things were different, they got upset. They could also be very demanding, especially when it came to food.
But they were Bria’s babies. She was distracted by the thoughts in her head. After getting up, she went upstairs. Mike excused himself to check on her. Her door was closed, so he knocked and announced himself before opening it. He found her on her phone. Bria. She started crying, so he asked what was wrong. I don’t know. She didn’t know what the hell was wrong with her. He didn’t know, either but he wanted to help her because he truly loved her.
He thought she was having a manic episode, but he wasn’t a mental health professional. What did she want to do? They could go to the hospital or they could contact her therapist in the morning. She wanted to go to the hospital. Was she in danger of hurting herself? No, she just didn’t want to wait until the morning. Okay. He excused himself, so he could talk to the guys. She nodded.
“What’s going on? Is Bria okay”, Phoenix asked concerned.
“I’m taking her to the hospital. She needs to talk to a professional and see what’s going on. I’ll be back in an hour or two. Then, I’ll order delivery for us. There’s beer and drinks in the refrigerator, you guys can help yourselves too.”
“Don’t worry about it. Is it okay if I order takeout and have it delivered here?”
“Yeah, go ahead.”
Whatever Bria was going through, they hoped she would be able to receive help. It sounded serious. This was not like her at all. He went back upstairs and helped her pack a bag, while the guys talked about where they wanted to get food from. They decided on pizza since it was easier. When he got back upstairs, he hugged her and let her cry. He also told her again that he loved her. I love you too.
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