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Requested by @mugmaya19

Request: If you are taking in requests could you do one where we just randomly grab their face and kiss them around their face’s before we just walk away like nothing happened? Again if you aren’t doing that then feel free to use this as a way of creative thinking! Have a good day

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Omg I had so much fun the writing of this!! I love them so much! 😭❤

I think the chosed scenario was adorable and I absolutely loved it!

I hope you'll have the same fun with the reading of this!

Btw sorry for the picture of Sally :")

(You don't know how much I loved writing Poppy's part- 😭❤)

×❢ About my work ❢×

no proofread, it can have spelling mistakes, look, idk if they can blush or even have a heart, but now they do, okay? lol, no smut, just sweet fluff, no pronouns used for the reader, petnames like darling, love, hon.

Fandom: Welcome Home horror project by Clown

Character(s): Wally Darling, Barnaby B. Beagle, Eddie Dear, Julie Joyful, Frank Frankly, Howdy Pillar, Sally Starlet, Poppy Partridge, The Reader|You| (Y/N) |Neighbour

Ship(s): The characters x The Reader|You| (Y/N) |Neighbour

Form: Headcanons

Wally Darling

"Wally, come here, I want to show you something!" 

• after you placed his face into your hands 

• You started kissing him around

• cheeks, lips, nose

• gosh he felt like heaven between your kisses

• he just sat there still as he accepted his fate

• not like he would want to disagree :D

• after some time, he even leaned forward a bit to have more

• he decided that it was his turn to give you kisses

• he was planning to give a "mwah" to you

• but you turned away and left him

• (a.n: *dramatic gasp* how dare you?! >:c) 

• he was just sitting there and confusedly watched as you left

• "Where are you going, neighbour?"

• dw, if you're not getting his smooch now, you'll get it later, I can promise that! 😌✨

Sally Starlet

"Sally, can you come here for a minute?"

• she was practicing, so at first she wasn't too happy that you disturbed her

• "Yeah, yeah, I'm almost finished (Y/N)!" 

• after a few minutes she were already in front of you with a furious look

• (a.n: how dare you disturb her? >:( /jk) 

• "What do you want, (Y/N)?" she asked impatiently. 

• but you just stood up and gave a small kiss on her lips without an answer

• she was too surprised to react anything, so you continued

• her face was between your soft hands, while you gave an another kiss on her forehead

• she didn't fight too much about it

• she even leaned into your touch

• after you were done, you thought that you can just simply walk away

• well, *chuckle* no. 

• you DISTURBED her practice, then made her heart skip a beat and fall in love with you AGAIN, and after all this, you wanna just WALK AWAY like nothing happened?! 

• she quickly catched you by your wrist with a unsatisfied look and a smirk on her face

• "No, I think not, (Y/N). We need to talk."

Frank Frankly

"Frank, can you come here?"

• first he just approached you innocently, but he could feel that you were planning something

• he didn't know what specifically, but the aura around you could tell that you're on something

• but he still walked up to you and asked 

• "What do you need, darling?"

• you gently put your hands on his face 

• and give one kiss to his forehead 

• an another to his lips

• and an another one to his right cheek

• "What are you doing, darling?" he asked as he softly pulled you closer to him by your hips. 

• you just kept kissing him, didn't bring yourself to answer

• you didn't let him to give back the kisses, but he could catch one and return it

• he even hummed from the enjoyment of your affection

• he could stay like this forever and ever

• but you let go from him

• the moment that he realised that you're planning to go away, he quickly grabbed your wrist and pulled you back to him

• "Where do you think you're going, love?" 

Barnaby B. Beagle

"Come here, Barnaby!" 

• he feels like heaven between your hands

• he immediately leaned into the touch as you started kissing him around his face

• gosh your rubs feels so good! 

• I can imagine that he gently starts biting your hands in an affectionately way

• he even closed his eyes from your sweet kisses

• but as soon as he stopped feeling your touch, he quickly opened his eyes confusedly

• in the last minutes, he still hoped that you'll turn back

• but you didn't :(

• "Uhh... (Y/N)? Buddy? Where are you going?" 

Howdy Pillar

"Howdy, can you help me, please?" 

• he came up to you obliviously

• "What is it, hon?" 

• he's always ready to help you, when you need him

• you asked him to come closer and he did as you requested from him

• you softly grabbed his face and started placing sweet kisses on his face

• he softly chuckled at the first ones

• he's more like a kiss giver than receiver, but although he enjoys it

• when you wanted to leave, he just simply whined

• "No, don't go, (Y/N)!" 

Poppy Partridge

• Today Poppy seemed like she was pretty frustrated. Her wings were shaking, making the binding more difficult to her. You decided to check on her and give her a little comfort. 

"Wa- Wait, Poppy, let me help you!" 

• you made her to let go the sweater that she was working on and after her attention was on you, you've finally could help

• you gently started to caress her wings, attend to not to crease her feathers

• and gave soft kisses around her beak

• but she's just got more frustrated and flushed

• when you were about to leave, you actually changed your mind

• she didn't say anything 'cause she was too nervous and shy to say it out loud, but her eyes were literally begged for your affection

• please give her more, she deserves it! ♡

• (btw the sweater which was she working on, it's actually for)

Julie Joyful

"Hey, Julie, come here!" 

• she approached you happily and smiley, like she always does

• what she didn't know that you were planning to make her heart jump out of her chest

• ( i mean, in a metaphoric way)

• "What is it, (Y/N)?" 

• you didn't pay attention to answer, instead you just grabbed her face and started kissing her around

• i can imagine that she giggles while you kissing her 

• she actually leans forward to make your work easier

• when you walked away, Julie just simply started to follow you with a disappointed look

• "Aww, where are you going, (Y/N)?" "Don't leave me here!" "But (Y/N)!" 

• she will keep ask more until you actually give the kisses to her

Eddie Dear

"Eddie, can you come here for a second?"

• I can assure that you kept kissing him much longer than just a second lol

• he was there in seconds

• just like always, he's ready to help you in anything

• "Is there something wrong, hon?" 

• at first, he wanted to return the kisses when you started to give them to him

• but later he finally catch up that it was you what will give the kisses

• so he just leaned into your touch and enjoyed your soft kisses

• as he got more comfortable in your touch eventually he closed his eyes

• he was just about to get too comfy, when you stood up and walked away

• He calls after you worriedly. 

"(Y/N)? Did I do something wrong?"

• he's more worried than confused, 'cause he's afraid that he did something wrong to you

• please give him more kisses to make sure that he's loved and he did nothing wrong (and that he doesn't cry) 

🌸~Kisses and Confessions~🌸

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Third person p.o.v

It was a lovely day in the neighborhood. You were sitting outside playing julies complicated hop scotch game while frank stood by reading a hook. Right now you were shockingly winning even though you couldn't understand a lick of the rules she came up with. "Gosh darn it! How am I losing to you so quickly?" Julie complained as she stomped her foot in anger. Frank looked over and scoffed. "Julie if (y/n) is so confused by your rules and yet still manage to win at this game then don't you think maybe you ought to change the rules and make it more playable?" He spoke keeping his eyes peeled to his book. With you hands placed proudly on your hips you let out a victory laugh. "Hahaha! Well, looks I win Julie! You owe me that cake now!" You beamed in joy.

Julie threw her hands up in defeat. "Arg! Alright fine you win!" She cried out loud and playfully slapped your arm. You let out a chuckle and patted her back. "Hey frank how long did it take for us to finish the game?" You asked looking over at the other who was very well invested in his book. "Approximately 1 hour and 35 minutes." You blinked in awe. "Wow it felt way longer then that!" Julie nodded in agreement.

As the 2 of you cleaned up the sidewalk and proceeded to doodle with colored chalk you looked up and saw wally strolling down the sidewalk, hands rested behind his pockets. "Hi wally! Wanna join me and Julie for some chalk art?" You asked as you waved your arm. Wally stopped looking down at your little drawings. He held back a chuckle seeing a doodle of frank looking like an angry monster. "Those look really good. I particularly like this one of frank looking mad." Wally hummed as he pointed at the drawing. "EXCUSE ME?!?" Frank yelled as he scrambled to look at the drawing. "I do not look like that! Julie!" Frank yelled some more. "How did you know I was the one who drew it?!" "Because (y/n) doesn't draw me like that!" Frank and Julie argued as you and wally watched them bicker back and forth.

"So you up for some drawing?" You asked holding up some chalk. "It seems fun but I'm afraid I might have to pass." You cocked your head to the side. "I'm on my way to howdys shop to grab a few things." "Oh! Sorry to keep you waiting then! Go on and head to the shop, oh and tell howdy I need some more glitter glue please? Julie used up all of mine for Sally's last play" you spoke with a pout.

Wally softly chuckled and nodded his head. "I'll be sure to let him know." He hummed getting ready to head off. "I'll see you later then (y/n)." Before you could wave goodbye you watched with wide eyes as wally lifted his hand, pressed it against his lips and sweetly blowing you a kiss with a wink. Your face flushed a bright red and your heart skipped a beat as you watched your neighbor walk away.

Since...when did he know how to blow a kiss? You don't ever recall barnaby ever teaching wally how to blow a kiss. And barnaby usually teaches wally a whole bunch of things. Perhaps you'd have to ask barnaby yourself.

"Me? Teaching wally how to blow kisses? Nope sorry little bud but I never taught him how to do that." Barnaby hummed looking down at uou as you walked beside him. Holding a hotdogs in his hand. "Really? So...you mean he learned how to blow kisses all by himself?" You asked slightly surprised by this fact. "I guess it is kind of shocking isn't it? Little wally learning how to do something without my help this time! My buddys growing up" Barnaby spoke as he faked a sob causing you to chuckle. "Might as well start getting used to it. Once wally learns something new he'll be doing that non-stop for days." You blinked slightly confused. Who would blow kisses every single day?

That sounds absolutely ridiculous!

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Oh wow barnaby was actually right. As each day passed wally would continue to blow kisses to every neighbor he ran into. He'd blow a kiss at Eddie as he passed by delivering his mail, He'd blow a kiss to howdy after leaving the store and even blowing a kiss to frank while he was out catching butterflies. But for you, it was completely different. Wally wouldn't just blow kisses in your direction. Whenever he greeted you he would grab your hand a place a soft kiss on your skin. Whenever he'd pull away he would never let go of your hand. He'd firmly grasp it between his fingers. His thumb rubbing in slow circles over the top of your hand in a soothing notion. You didn't mind of course. It was rather nice to be greeted with a kiss on the hand. Especially when it's someone you fancy over.

Day by day you'd gotten very used to the casual greeting of the platonic hand kisses. But today was much more different than it was before.

You were at poppy barn helping her make sugar cookies for julies little tea party and sleepover that was going start in the afternoon. As you were busy mixing the dough poppy plopped down on a chair next to you. Dusting the flour off her apron with her feathers. "Thank you once again for helping me dear." You shook your head with a smile. "Aw it's no problem poppy! I always enjoy baking with you. It's much more fun than staying at home." You hummed as you begun to roll out the dough. "I'm looking forward to what the others will bring to the tea party!" Poppy nodded in agreement. "I believe frank told me he was going to bring lemon custard." Your mouth watered-down you heard the word 'lemon.' Frank had always told you how rich custard was and it seems today you'll finally be able to try it!

"Wow that sounds yummy. I hope this time Julie has actual tea instead of fruit punch. Last time she added too much sugar! I didn't get a wink of sleep that night either!" You huffed while cutting out cookie pieces. Poppy let out a chuckle, flinching when she heard the oven ding. "Oh! The first batch is done!" She got up and grabbed her mits and pulled out the pan of freshly baked cookies. "Now we need to wait for them to cool and then we can decorate them!" Poppy sung, her feathers ruffling in excitement. You smiled as you proceeded to place the next batch of cookies onto another tray. You hummed a sweet tune looking forward to the party and sleepover later tonight.

As the hours pass, and after you helped poppy stack the cookies on a bigger tray, you rushed home to get your sleeping bags and dress in another more casual outfit. Once you made sure you were neatly dressed and had everything you needed you quickly ran back to poppys barn. The two of you happily walked towards julies hose together. Chatting about you've been up to. You even brought up how wally has been greeting you with hand kisses. Poppys eyes widened. "Oh does he now. I know the dear likes to blow everyone kisses these days but I dont believe I've ever seen him be as gentlemanly with anyone else other than you (y/n) hun!" Poppy chirped. You lightly blushed looking at the ground. "Oh I'm sure he's just trying to be more neighborly. I am still pretty new to home after all!" You stumbled over your words.

Poppy squinted her eyes leaning her head down towards your level. "Perhaps it's something more than just wanting to be more neighborly hmm?" The bird teased. You chuckled and shook your head. "Oh stop! I'm fairly sure wallys just trying to be nice" you softly spoke thinking about what poppy had just said.

Could wally possibly...be doing more then just trying to be friendly towards you?

As the two of you reached julies house you noticed you were the last ones to arrive. Uh, you didn't think baking cookies would have kept you that long. After setting down the tray outside in the back on a neatly decorated table you noticed wally talking with howdy and barnaby. Your face wanted up when you made eye contact with your little crush who begun walking your way. Your heart fluttered once wally was a few inches away from you. "U-uh hi wally! Nice to see you at the tea...party....today-" you paused as you noticed wally leaning forward.

He lifted his hand and cupped your cheek. Tilting your head to the side wally softly pressed his lips against your cheek giving you a gentle loving kiss. Your eyes widened and face flushed a bright red. A few seconds passed before wally pulled away holding both of your hands, intertwining your fingers with his. "Hello (y/n), I'm glad you were able to come today." Wally spoke in his casual monotone voice. You couldn't manage to stare at your neighbor in the eyes. "O-oh wally, I couldn't pass up the chance to spend some time with all my friends!" You stuttered feeling wallys soft grip on your hands. You glanced up looking at the others droopy eyes and sweet cat like smile. "Ahahahaha-" you let out a nervous laugh. Wally tilted his head to the side. "Is there something wrong? You look rather nervous." Wally asked leaning closer to your face. You shook your head. "NO, NO, NO of course not! I'm all good!" You exclaimed out loud.

Good going (y/n), way to make yourself look like a fool!

Throughout the duration of the teaparty wally didn't seem like he wanted to leave your side. At the table while the others mingled over sweets and tea, wally scooted his seat close to your seat, your shoulders brushed up against each other. You listened to julies story about how one time her and frank where chasing butterflies and frank ended up rolling down a hill. You chuckled as Eddie held back frank from tackling julie to the ground for bringing up the story while poppy and howdy panicked at the scene.

As soon as night time fell and everyone cleaned up outside the rest of the gang set up their sleeping bags in the living room. Of course some furniture had to be moved around to make enough space for poppy, barnaby and howdy to all fit in. But once everything was set up, Sally rushed to set up a pillow fort for her special puppet shadow show. She's been working on it for days just for this special occasion and she's been very eager to show off her skills!

Crawling underneath the fort and finding a comfortable position to sit in you waited for the show to start. You chatted with howdy about his day. He told you about his massive shipment he received early in the morning that took him hours to stock up on the shelves. You promised him next time you'd be there to help. A moment later Sally crawled underneath the fort, a big flashlight in hand. "Ok guys! I finally found my flashlight! Now, gather around as I tell you the tale of a princess and her knight who saves her from a big scary dragon!" Sally exclaimed waving her arms up in the air as she plopped down in the ground. 

Just as you were getting comfy in your spot, you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist. You looked behind you to see wally staring right at you with his usual droopy eyes. "Are you excited for the shadow puppets (y/n)?" He asked pulling you closer resting up against his chest. You were thankful it was ŕatger dim under the fort else wally would gave been able to see you blush like crazy. "U-uh yeah! Sally's been talking about it all week, I've been looking forward to...it..." you slowed your speech when you felt wally lean down rubbing his cheek against yours. "I've been looking forward to it too. I'm glad I get to watch it with you" he softly hummed pressing a kiss against your cheek once more.

You were extremely confused on how wally started to randomly become very touchy with you. You didn't mind it at all! Really, you enjoyed it but you still didn't know if wally saw you as something more then just a neighbor. Which it slightly frustrated you not knowing if he reciprocate his feelings back. Perhaps maybe after the shadow puppets show you'll talk to wally privately to finally ask. 

You adjusted yourself in wallys grasp while the others crawled into the fort, while poppy slightly struggled she currled up behind wally. You looked over and patted your lap motioning for poppy to rest her head on your lap, which she gladly did. You hummed softly patting her head as the phppet shadow show began.

In the middle of the little show wally would sneak kisses in between. One kiss on your cheek, one kiss on the crook of your neck, one kiss at the back of your neck etc. You couldn't help but shiver with every kiss given. It distracted you from focusing on Sally's play that you flinched when she let out a loud "ROAR!!" Startling both you and poppy. Well that definitely woke you up. "And after the prince destroyed the dragon, he took his princess by the hand and rode happily into the sunlight. The end!" Sally finished with a bow.

Everyone clapped while julie hooted and hollered. "WHOOPIE! HOORAY!" she yelled furiously clapping. You let out a chuckle. "That was really good sally! I'm impressed you managed to learn shadow puppets so quickly." Sally proudly grinned. "Why thank you (y/n)! I bothered howdy for days as practice!" Howdy nodded his head letting out a chuckle. "I'll admit it gave me something to do during slow days. You've gotten really good the first time you showed me sal." howdy spoke before yawning.

Julie clasped her hands together, Startling frank who glared at her. "Alright I think its time for all of us to hit the hay!" The others nodded in agreement while yawning in synch. You let out a yawn as well and stretched your arms as wally finally let you go from his grip as you each crawled to your sleeping bags. "Julie why must you insist on sleeping next to me?" You heard frank complain as he settled in his blankets with julie snuggling up beside him. "Because frank! I like sleeping next to you!" Julie sleepily sung while rubbing her tired eyes. "But Julie do you not recall the other times we had a sleepover and you kept repeatedly hitting me in the face while you were sleeping?" Frank grumbled while julie let out a weak laugh. "I pinky promise I won't hit you at all! And if I do then next sleepover I'll sleep next to (y/n)" you snapped your head looking over at the two. "Hey- what!? But I don't want to be slapped in the face by Julie! She hits hard!" Frank smirked as he settled in his sleeping bag. "Trust me, I know." He ended with a snicker. You let out a groan laying your head down on your pillow waiting for the others to fall asleep.

A few hours had passed. You opened your eyes and peeked around the room seeing the others sleeping peacefully while frank was being squished to death by Eddie and julie. You smiled before looking over at wally. You reached out about to tap his shoulder when you paused. You began to grow nervous. You never had to talk about your feelings to anyone before other than poppy at times let alone wally. Would it be a good idea to talk to wally? What if he didn't feel the same way? What if he brutally rejected you? The fast racing of your heart got your nervous shooting up. You shot up out of your sleeping bag and quickly, yet quietly, ran out of the living room to the backyard.

You sat on the swing set outside. Lightly swinging back and forth. Shivering at the cool air that hit your skin. "Agh...what am I thinking? He's just being nice is all..." you looked up at the night sky. Staring at the stars that twinkled brightly. "Wally probably thinks I'm weird..." 

"I think you're very lovely (y/n)."

You flinched hearing the sound of wallys voice coming from behind you. You jumped off the swing stumbling as you turned around seeing wally standing a few feet behind you. His figure luminated by the moonlight. Drowned in a soft light glow.

'He looks so beautiful...' you thought to yourself.

"OH-UM...wally I thought you were sleeping hehe" you nervously laughed fidgeting with your fingers. "I couldn't really sleep. What's got you up at this time of night neighbor?" He asked walking forward standing much closer infront of you. Your face scrunched up as you looked down at the ground. "Well...I uh-...the same with me. I couldn't really sleep either" you lied while rocking back and forth on the balls of your feet. Wally tilted his head to the side. You could feel his eyes piercing right through your lie. "Hmmm is that right?" He asked resting his chin in the palm of his hand while his arm rested underneath. You slowly nodded your head, refusing to make any sort of eye contact with your crush. "You seemed rather tired during Sally's shadow puppet play. I saw you yawn many times."

You hitched your breath.

"You seemed to sleep peacefully a few hours ago before you woke up so suddenly. Are you sure it's because you couldn't sleep and its not something else?"

Your face flushed red as the embarrassment grew. He watched you sleep so he most certainly knew that not being able to sleep wasn't an excuse. You looked up finally feeling defeated when you gazed right into his eyes. You let out a sigh and shook your head. "No...it's not because I couldn't sleep." You turned around wrapping your arms around yourself. "What seems to be bothering you friend?" Wally asked. You cringed at the word 'friend'. "Well...I just...wally I-" you struggled to find the right words to say. Wally patiently waited for you to speak. You let out a shakey breath before you finally found the courage to confess.

"Well..you see..these past few days you've been...er...doing certian things that make my heart flutter. At first you only blew kisses, not just to me but to the others as well. Hehe I was rather impressed you learned how to do that without barnaby teaching you. But, later you've been giving just me all kinds of kiss. Fist it was in the hand and then it was on the cheek, my neck and- ARG" you slapped your hands over your face feeling more embarrassed than ever. "Wally... I'm just confused if you...see me as just your neighbor or as- something more. I can never understand what you do or say." You mumbled into your hands.

Wally walked up behind you, placing his hands on your shoulders and carefully turned you back around facing him. He reached up and slowly removed your hands from your face before cupping your softly. His eyes staring right into yours. "Silly (y/n). You're so sweet and kind," he begun, his thumb softly stroking your cheek. "I love all my friends the same but, you're much more different then they are." His smile widened when he saw your eyes light up. "I only begun to notice it a while after you moved to home. But I very much adore everything about you." Wally could feel your face heat up between his hands. "I don't think there's anything about you I could ever dislike. To me, you're the most wonderful person I've ever met." He finished as he went and leaned forward to place a gentle kiss on your forehead.

A smiled painted its way onto your lips as you reached up and softly grasped his hands with yours. Your heart skipping a beat as you leaned into the kiss. All of your nerves suddenly disappeared. You pulled wally into a hug. His body going limp yet he didn't seem to mind it at all as you squeezed him tightly.

"I love you wally..."

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"I love you more (y/n)."

While the two of you were outside having your moment the others had woken up and watched the entire thing go down behind a window. Julie happily stimming from excitement while slapping frank on the back. "I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT, I KNEW IT, I KNEW IT!" Frank let out a grumbled grabbing julies hands and placing them down by her sides. "It was very much obvious that these two had a thing going on. However I think wally may have been a bit TOO obvious." The others nodded in agreement.

As you pulled away from the hug you glanced over and noticed the other peeping from the window. "HEY!" you yelled causing them to scrambled and fall. Poppys feathers flying in the air as she squawked. You shook your head and let out a chuckle. "We sure do have some crazy neighbors don't we?" You asked as the both of you began walking back inside. Wally nodded in agreement. "But I enjoy their company very much." He leans down to give you another sweet kiss on the cheek.

"But I enjoy your company most of all~."

||THE END||

[[OUAGH I hope I did a good job here. I tried to add as much fluff as possible so it ended up being pretty long. My apologies. But with this story finally out of the way ill be able to work on requests in about a week or so! Thank you all for the support! It means alot to me♡]]

your month = your song <cpt. John Price ver.>

songs describing your relationship with captain John Price based on your month of birth! (+ some extra lyrics)

Ghost's version

Just imagine this man in a white robe on sunny saturday morning, sippin' his dark black coffee and singing these lyrics to you... I think we all can agree that these songs are so Price coded and he sings and dance with you to them anytime

January

"Everlasting love" by Love Affair

"Open up your eyes, then you'll realize here I stand with my everlasting love

Need you by my side, girl you'll be my bride

You'll never be denied everlasting love"

February

"Can't help falling in love" by Elvis Presley

"Like a river flows surely to the sea

Darling, so it goes, some things are meant to be

Take my hand, take my whole life, too

For I can't help falling in love with you"

March

"Cheek to cheek" by Frank Sinatra

"Heaven, I'm in heaven

And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak

And I seem to find that happiness I seek

When we're out together swinging cheek to cheek"

April

"Stan by me" by Ben E. King

"When the night has come and the land is dark

And the moon is the only light we'll see

No, I won't be afraid, oh, I won't be afraid

Just as long as you stand

Stand by me"

May

"Careless whisper" by George Michael

"We could have been so good together

We could have lived this dance forever

But now, who's gonna dance with me?"

June

"Put your head on my shoulder" by Paul Anka

"Put your head on my shoulder

Hold me in your arms, baby, squeeze me, oh so tight

Show me that you love me, too"

July

"Good old-fashioned lover boy" by Queen

"I can dim the lights and sing you songs full of sad things

We can do the tango, just for two

I can serenade and gently play on your heart strings

Be your Valentino, just for you"

August

"Fly me to the moon" by Frank Sinatra

"Fill my heart with song and let me sing forevermore

You are all I long for, all I worship and adore

In other words, please be true

In other words, I love you"

September

"Just the two of us" by Grover Washington, Jr.

"To make those rainbows in my mind when I think of you sometime

And I wanna spend some time with you

Just the two of us, we can make it if we try

Just the two of us"

October

"Wouldn't it be nice" by The Beach Boys

"Maybe if we think and wish and hope and pray, it might come true

Oh, baby, then there wouldn't be a single thing we couldn't do

Oh, we could be married, and then we'd be happy 

Oh, wouldn't it be nice?"

November

"Sway" by Dean Martin

"Other dancers may be on the floor

Dear, but my eyes will see only you

Only you have the magic technique

When we sway I go weak"

December

"Oh, pretty woman" by Roy Orbison

"Pretty woman walkin' down the street

Pretty woman, the kind I'd like to meet

Pretty woman, I don't believe you, you're not the truth

No one could look as good as you"

I might just make my own post about it but it’s 3 am where I am rn so you can beat me to this, what do you think about the houses that aren’t Home itself? Poppy has the most obvious horror potential, but I’d like to see the concept of technically working from home and what that does to your mentality too. Both Eddie and Howdy really seem to live and breath their jobs (which can also be a consequence of cartoon logic but shh) smth Frank and Julie are outdoor types smth ok I’ll go to bed

HMM. well i think it's all home, in a sense. i've talked a lot about how i think it's very likely that home the house and home the town are a singular entity, with the house being The Epicenter of it all a la the brain and/or heart (you could say.... *dons sunglasses* that home is where the heart is. *sick guitar riff*)

as for how each house relates to its individual occupant - i feel like in order to really talk at length about that, we would have to actually see the interior of each house (speaking of which, casual reminder to anyone reading that "Each house is a single room. There do exist separate sets that the show 'says' is part of a neighbor’s house, though." is a real piece of livestream trivia that exists. i'm sure it's nothing though /s.) in the case of eddie and howdy specifically, i absolutely agree that the fact that there seems to be no such thing as work/life separation for them feels A Lot More Ominous than it would in a non-horror project. however, i think it might lend itself less to "what working at home does to a mf" horror and more "what working customer service does to a mf" horror. it is interesting though that according to the linked trivia doc, howdy does have something of a one-sided rivalry with eddie (a playful one, but still) seemingly just by virtue of them being the only two neighbors with 9 to 5 jobs, since otherwise it's like comparing apples and oranges. something about being pitted against each other as a distraction...? feels like a bit of a reach right now, but i'll put it away in case it does come up later.

there is one interesting thing i wanna note about the placement of howdy and eddie's buildings: on both the website map and the rough sketch of the town's layout that we see in this concept art, the bodega and the post office are positioned the closest to the town's exit. is this an advantage? or a sign that they're seen as more "expendable" than the rest of the town's residents for whatever reason? or maybe (likely) something else entirely? something to keep in mind, i think.

“Your eyes are red… Were you crying?” for Julie x Rin

Rin hadn't expected to walk into Ormond and find Julie slumped into a couch.

Truthfully, she hadn't even come here to see Julie- at least, that's what she was telling herself. She was supposed to have come here to ask Susie about some books, and maybe, maybe, make small talk with Miss Kostenko if she happened to see her.

It seemed the books would have to wait, the small talk taking precedence with the way Julie was staring dejectedly at the ceiling and scrubbing at her eyes with the sleeve of her flannel.

Rin crossed the floors of Ormond, tugging her frayed kimono tighter to her chest. She couldn't feel the cold anymore, but something about the repetitive motions calmed and soothed her- probably reminding her of back when she was still alive.

But she was alive, wasn't she?

She gave a soft shake of her head, putting her quandaries aside and cleared her throat.

"Julie?" She asked, using the softest voice she could muster, "Are you alright? You look like you've been crying."

Julie looked up at her with those big baby-blues she was sure would send her heart into a frenzy if it still beat.

With furrowed brows she nodded.

"I wanna go home," Julie whispered, "I'm so tired. That thing never stops screaming in my head. Frank's a dick and won't listen to anyone, but really we're all just hurting."

Rin offered a soft smile, sitting herself down next to Julie. She knew the anger all too well, the feelings drowning her when she was sent into a trial. She wanted revenge, and while she knew it was nobody here's fault, it was hard for her to see the truth when she was sent to kill them. She only saw her father- and to her, the Survivors were the embodiment of him.

The Entity controlled them- and unless they were already a mess before being brought here, she was almost certain that they were all in the same boat.

Almost nobody actually wanted to be here.

It was just what it had to be.

"I'm sorry, Julie," She finally answered, gaze lingering on the blonde's face, "I wish I could fix things- but know you're not alone."

Julie scooted herself closer to Rin, resting her head on her lap and tugging her blanket over the pair of them.

This wasn't really something out of the ordinary for them- and while Rin normally wouldn't entertain such affections from someone, she had to admit to her soft spot for Julie.

"Can you stay with me for a while?" She asked, snuggling herself into the blankets, "I just don't want to be alone right now."

Rin felt something tug inside of her- maybe the new equivalent to her heart quickening its pace.

"Of course," She responded, as she gingerly rested her hand on Julie's head.

Anything for you~

May I get The Legion but they befriend a really loving and caring survivor who basically becomes the groups mom/big sister?

This is such a precious ask 🤍 I can certainly try! I’ve never done one like this so I’m sorry if it’s not what you were hoping for! 🤍

You had just awoke yet again from that damn black mist that surrounds you before a trial. As you looked around, you noticed you were at Ormond. It was freezing and you instantly regretted not bringing your jacket.

‘Isn’t this the place that Jeff said some teenagers hang out at?’ You thought to yourself as you walked through the snow, hearing it slightly crunch under every step as you approached the resort building. As you reached the inside you could hear the slight crackling of a fire, you hadn’t seen any other survivors as of yet so you went to check it out, if there’s warmth anywhere in this place at least one of them has gotta be there, right?

Right you were, you seen the silhouette of somebody sitting in front of the flames, but you couldn’t make out who it was yet as they had their back to you and their hood up. They were male, that much you could make out but you didn’t remember seeing any of the survivors putting a hoodie on when you were all preparing for your trial. You shrugged your shoulders and gathered it wasn’t that big of a deal.

You approached the hooded figure, preparing to sit down next to them. “Cold day huh?” He asks, with a slight laugh. “Yeah, I wish I’d brought my jacket. This place is always cold, but I don’t mind it. It beats the humid and clammy farm.” You reply, looking over at him to see his reaction. He just laughs, “Yeah, I like the cold. Been accustomed to it for years.” He states. You look at his face, trying to pinpoint if you had ever seen him before, you really couldn’t remember this guy but he gave off a good vibe so you decided to chat a little longer, considering there was no killer nearby as of yet.

“Have you seen who the killer is yet? I haven’t seen or heard them or the other two survivors.” You ask, trying to get another conversation going. “No idea, maybe it’s a stealth killer and the other two are just playing passive.” He replies, to which you ask “Maybe, well I’m gonna try get this gen done, you can help me if you’d like? Or you can go try find the other two see if they need help with anything?” He looks up at you with a smirk, “I’ll go find the other two, see you soon.”

Before you could even reply he was vaulting through one of the windows. ‘What a strange guy’ you thought to yourself as you started to work on the resorts generator. You couldn’t stop thinking about who that guy was and why you couldn’t remember him. When you got back to the campfire you would have to try find him and get to know him better, he seemed pretty cool after all.

Before you could even keep the thoughts running through your mind, the generator roared to life. You must have been that lost in thought you didn’t even notice two of your other survivors had been mori’d. “Was I really that deep in thought? I need to find that guy before it’s too late.” You said to yourself, there was only 2 generators left to pop so one of the other survivors had been cranking gens, you hoped it was that new guy. Hopefully you can both escape together, you kept saying to yourself as you stepped back out into the skin biting blizzard outside.

As you were heading towards the killer shack to one of the last gens, you heard a scream, but it was a woman’s. You turned fast on your heel, sprinting towards where it came from. As you reached the area your heart started to race and even in this teeth chattering cold, your skin was getting clammy, the killer was close.

You heard the mori happening just on the other side of the wall as you stepped back through the doorway into the resort, you couldn’t believe it. It couldn’t be? Could it? As you peered around the corner, you saw the same hooded figure from earlier getting up from the ground and wiping the blood from his knife onto his leather jacket. You let out a gasp, you couldn’t help it. The shock was too much, he whipped his eyes towards you and you stumbled back, right into the reception counter of the resort.

“It was you? All along? Why didn’t you just kill me earlier, back at the fire?” You asked, in an angry but anxious tone. He let out a smug laugh under his weird smiling mask. “Because, you’re the only survivor who didn’t just run from me. You actually had a conversation with me, some days I just don’t wanna kill you know? Killers have off days too. It was nice to just be normal, even if it was only for a brief time.” He replies.

You look at him, he doesn’t look like he’s going to harm you any time soon. You let your guard down slightly, hoping not to regret it. “So what now? Are you gonna kill me?” You ask him, to which he takes his mask off, shaking his head. “No, I won’t kill you. You seem cool, and I’d actually like to talk to you some more. And I think the others would too, they keep asking for another person to hang with us.” You look at him with a slight frown, “Others? There’s more of you?” You ask him, to which he laughs and replies “Just trust me, meet me here after the trial, around 6pm. I’ll introduce you to the group, the hatch is just outside. If you’re not there within 10 minutes then I’ll get the message.” You were about to reply but before you could, he sprinted away. You had never seen a killer run so fast. Your mind was going a hundred miles per hour, ‘the others’ kept playing over and over in your mind, they must be the teenagers that Jeff had told you about. You soon made it to the hatch and off you went, back to the campfire.

As you arrived, the other survivors weren’t around. The majority of them must be in other trials and the ones that were in your previous trial were probably healing up near the river. So off you went, it was already 5:30pm so by the time you reached the Ormond realm it would be nearing 6pm.

It felt like hours that you were walking through the gloomy damp woods, until you felt that blustery air nipping at your skin once again. You were close. It was just after 6pm, as you neared the Ormond Resort entrance you seen him. The hooded guy, you still don’t know his name. ‘I gotta ask for it as soon as possible. Who doesn’t ask someone’s name straight away?’ You thought to yourself, rolling your eyes.

“You’re finally here!” You hear him shout, he actually seems excited about this. It was nice, a lot of the time the rest of the survivors are all doom and gloom because of trials and how bad they’ve been hurt. It was heartwarming to hear someone actually happy for once. You approached him with a smile, “Yeah! I’m here, what’s your name? I’m sorry I didn’t ask earlier, I don’t know why I didn’t.” He laughs, “The names Frank, now let’s get inside and meet the others.” He says as he motions his arms towards the doorway, you step in and the heat hits you instantly. You hear faint music getting louder the further inside you get, it’s that song called ‘Heads Will Roll’. You hadn’t heard that song in years.. You look to Frank and he’s already in front of you, motioning you to go into the main part of the resort with the fireplace from earlier.

As you step in you see three people, one girl has blonde hair, shaven on one side and looks quite tall, by her body language she seems really confident. The other girl has pink hair and looks slightly shorter, by the way she’s standing she seems timid. The guy had his hood up but you could make out a slight goatee and is about the same height as Frank, by the looks of him he seems the most chill one. You look to Frank, studying him. He had deep brown eyes and brown hair, with a neck tattoo. ‘Who did that? Is he even of age to get a tattoo?’ You thought to yourself.

Frank suddenly snaps you out of your daze, he tells you the groups names. You learn that the tall girl is Julie, the pink haired girl is Susie and the hooded guy is Joey. Before you can even introduce yourself you hear Frank shout “So guys this is who I was telling you about!” All three look over to you, you smile and before you can say hello, Julie shouts “Hey newbie, nice to finally meet you. Come over here and chill with us, we got snacks and drinks if you want any. Just help yourself!” As you’re walking towards them, Susie approaches you coyly. “Hey, it’s nice to meet you! I hope we don’t seem too intimidating, we just don’t get a lot of compan-“ before she can finish her sentence, Joey comes over and puts his arms around you both, leading you to the seating area, “Nice to meet you man! Come sit, I’m in charge of the boombox so if you have any requests come to me and I’ll look through our tapes to see if we have it!” Joey boasts.

You couldn’t believe how nice they all were, it was so different to being sat back at the survivors camp. As you sat down you grabbed a can of soda, looking at all four of them being all hyper and chatty. Julie asked if you were okay to play truth or dare, to which you accepted and thankfully so. You learned a lot about the group, who you now know as ‘The Legion’ due to you asking what the graffiti at the top of the stairs was. You also learned that Frank had a rough family life before the realm, so he sees The Legion as his only family. Julie is the hairstylist and tattooist, she told you that if you wanted a new look she’s your girl. Joey is the musician and fitness fanatic, if you want to tone up or get really fit he’s gonna be the one to help you. And you learned Susie is the medic and beauty girl. She takes care of all the wounds and can make you look like a 10, even in the entities realm.

You noticed Frank was drinking quite a lot, he started to get even louder than he was to begin with but then he suddenly crashed down on the sofa next to Joey and all four of you looked at him. He let out a sigh, “No one is ever nice to us. It’s always us four who are seen as the outcasts because we’re so young and rowdy. The other killers find us annoying and the survivors just think they can be toxic to us during trials. It gets lonely here, I wanted to bring you here so you could see we’re just like anyone else. We’re just trying to get through everyday without pissing the entity off.” You look at him, he looks really down about this. Susie starts to fidget and adds, “We don’t get a lot of company, it’s like now that you’re here a hole has been filled. I know it’s only been a few hours but we don’t get any visitors and it means the world to us that you even want to stay in the first place.” Joey and Julie don’t say anything, they just look at you wide eyed, with smiles. Like children looking to their parent for reassurance. “Well you guys know if I didn’t want to be here I’d already be gone, I love chilling with you all. It’s so different than having to deal with the low mood back at survivor camp, I’d come here every day if I could.” You tell them, to which all their faces light up. Before any of them can say anything, you hear the clock chime 11pm.

You were having that much of a good time with them you didn’t notice how late it was, if you stayed past midnight the entity would punish both the killers and survivors who broke the rule.

“I have to go guys, it’s getting late.” You state, standing up out of your seat next to Susie. “Damn it’s that time already?” Joey asks. “Time flies when you’re having fun so they say.” Julie adds, Susie gets up and gives you a hug goodbye, “You’ll come back won’t you? It’s been awesome having you around, even just for a few hours.” You hug her back and smile, “Of course I’ll be back.”

You say goodbye to the other three, to which they all give you a hug and tell you that they can’t wait for the next time you all hang out.

Months went on and every single day you went to visit The Legion, every day that passed, you spent less and less time at the survivor camp. To which you didn’t miss at all.

Most days consisted of you all hanging around the resort fire, playing boards games and truth or dare. You always talked about your trials, mainly about which survivors didn’t make it and what killers you juked.

Other days you would watch Julie give Frank some new tattoos and watch him grit his teeth in pain if she pressed a little too hard, on purpose that is. Every time she did it she had a smirk on her face, your time with Julie was always chill. You would always gossip about killers and survivors whilst doing each other’s hair and she would ask you advice on what to do to catch survivors who are looping her and other times she would ask you for relationship advice. She would often show you her new sketches of her tattoo ideas, she was an amazing artist. She told you her dream job before the realm was to be a tattoo artist, so in the realm she uses Frank as her canvas. She would always show her true feelings to you after a few hours of talking, she knew she could cry around you because you wouldn’t judge her on anything. And if she got too sad you would always make her favourite drink, which was Monster Energy mixed with rum. You really didn’t see the appeal but she always appreciated it and drank it within 5 minutes and always seemed to pick up after that and a sisterly hug from you. After the first week of hanging out with Julie, she gave you one of her earrings to keep. She said that maybe it would help you have more confidence in trials by reminding you that no matter what happens, she is always there and will have your back.

Your time with Frank is always therapeutic in a weird way, if he isn’t getting tattooed he’s wrecking some part of the resort just because he can. He let’s you join in and get your anger of toxic trials out by letting you break snowboards and set them alight, or throw his knife at targets and slice at the dummy’s that are out in the ‘garden’ area of the resort. You can always vent to Frank and he can always vent to you, nothing is hidden between the two of you. He often talks about how he would have loved to have been a stuntman for movies back in the normal world because he lives for the adrenaline rush of things. You both also know each other’s crushes inside the realm and often joke about who you ship one another with the most. He always pairs you with your least favourite killer and to be snarky you always pair him with the survivors who loop him the most. You also race each other around the resort to try prove who’s the fastest, you have the classic sibling rivalry with Frank. He’s like the little brother you never thought you would have in the realm and you both live to annoy one another. The keepsake Frank gave you was one of his old band tees that doesn’t fit him anymore, it was a Hollywood Undead tee. He always blasted them from his Walkman, soon as you neared his room to you could hear one of their songs coming through his headphones. To which you would rip it off his head and startle him.

You never stop laughing with Joey, he is such a joker and always knows how to cheer you up after a rough trial. After a while he put all your favourite songs on a mixtape that he made for you, to which he wrote ‘Big Sis’ with a heart next to it on the label. You have no idea how he got the songs in the realm but you both jammed out all day to it. He fixed up his old cassette player for you so that you could take it back to the survivor camp and play it, he had to show you how to use it of course. You were used to CD players and MP3’s. He also helps you out when it comes to trials by letting you train with him, he taught you how to loop killers for longer by chasing you to build both his and your stamina up. He told you that if he could’ve stayed in the normal world, he would have trained to be a professional boxer to compete in the Olympics. Joey is a softie, he talks to you about anything and everything. He often talks about his past and his family, saying how much he misses them and wonders if they still think of him. You always reassure him by telling him they could never forget a guy like him, but he has his new family here with you and the other three. If he gets too upset you always have his favourite snack to pull out of your pocket and give to him. Joey LOVES food, you learned that when you went to clear his room out whilst he was on a trial and you found tons of empty chocolate bar wrappers and potato chip packets in his top drawer. You and Joey often arm wrestle and it gets super competitive, whoever wins gets to be the boombox DJ the night after.

Susie looks up to you a lot, as she’s healing your wounds after trials she always asks how you can be so strong, especially when it comes to facing killers and getting hurt. The most she gets hurt is from pallet stuns and slight punctures for decisive strikes, when you come back you have holes from the hook piercing through you and slashes all over your body. She finds it hardest when you come back after getting mori’d, especially by Kazan... She never had a big sister before the entities realm. She told you she has always wanted one and you were everything she ever needed in a sister. Susie is the most emotional of the five of you, she often comes back from trials and cries on your shoulder about toxic survivors whilst you rub her back. To cheer her up you tell her she can give you a makeover and that you will do hers in return. Susie is really pretty, if the entity didn’t take her she would have been the beauty queen of her high school for sure. She told you she would have been a beautician if she hadn’t been taken. This often makes her sad too but you get her back to her cheerful self when you ask her to do a certain makeup look on you. She loves that you like her makeup styles, it gives her the confidence she needs. Susie was always making something in her room, one time you went to see her and seen that she was making some kind of bracelet. She noticed you in the doorway and ushered you in. “It’s almost ready! Me and the other three have one already, it’s a friendship bracelet! I made it your favourite colour.” She snipped the last few strands away and placed it on your wrist. As you lifted it to your face to study it, you noticed it had your initials engraved on the small metal plaque and underneath your initials it had ‘The Legion’. They truly did see you as one of them now and it was so heartwarming for you. “Thank you Susie! It’s absolutely beautiful, I’ll never take it off.” Susies face lit up, her huge smile revealing her braces.

If any killers are too brutal with you, you best believe these four will mess with them by taking things from their realms or hiding their weapons so they’re late for trials and get punished by the entity. Frank and Julie are the aggressive ones so a lot of the time they go to fight the killers and often lose, especially if it’s Michael or Kazan. You always know when they’ve had a fight because when you reach the resort you see the bloodstains in the snow leading to the doorway. If you get there in time you always help Susie tend to their wounds and thankfully, due to the miraculous healing speed in the realm, they’re back to normal within an hour.

Anytime you’re around the survivor camp you always get snide comments about how you’re a traitor, these same survivors always screw you over in trials by using diversion near you and not getting you off the hook. You always tell The Legion which survivors do this and every trial that they go against those survivors, they tunnel and mori them to make them suffer and hate the trial even more.

You also won’t ever help the survivors that are toxic to The Legion during trials. You will make sure the killer knows where they are by fast vaulting around them and you will never attempt to get them off of the hook.

If you go against any of The Legion, they always let you get hatch at the end of the trial and you purposely don’t do generators just to give them more time to find the other survivors. It gets them good treatment from the entity.

No one messes with you or any of The Legion and gets away with it. Having a family in the realm was something you never thought you would have, but with Frank, Julie, Susie and Joey, you have never felt more at home.

I hope this was okay! I’m sorry it was really late too, I’ve been dealing with a loss but I’m finally starting to feel okay again! Thank you for the ask, I really appreciate it! 🤍

To The Vows You Take - Chapter 4

Chapter 3

The next day they arrived in Vegas. (YN) was still trying to mask her disappointment, but she knew she had no one to blame but herself, as it was her idea that they not tell the others. The ceremony for Mikey and Alicia's was quick and sweet and perfectly them. The good spirits seemed to run through everyone to some extent, and the show went off fantastically that night. Because they had the next day off, the band was able to stay over in a hotel and get a break from sleeping in the cramped bus. (YN) and Frank were sharing a room, and she was glad to have some time alone with him, to hopefully suss out how he was feeling.

Frank walked into the room first and dropped his stuff on one of the beds. If there would have been a third person sharing a room with them, they would have shared a bed without question, but because Mikey and Alicia got their own room and Ray and Gerard were sharing, there was no third person. (YN) hesitated. Would they still share? Why would they if they didn’t need to, especially if he was losing interest in marrying her, like she worried he was. Then Frank sighed. When she looked over, he was rubbing his face. 

“I really was looking forward to today being our day. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy for Mikey, but…” he trailed off.

(YN) immediately turned and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. She unzipped her bag and pulled out something she’d been hiding from Frank the whole tour. When she emerged, she found Frank laying back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling.

“I was really excited for today too, and I even bought this to wear and everything.”

Frank sat up and his face softened immediately. “Damn (YN), you look so…”

“Bridal?” (YN) laughed as she did a turn. The white halter dress hit just above her knees. It wasn’t a traditional wedding dress by any means, but she wasn’t the traditional type, and what they were doing wasn’t traditional either.

“Beautiful,” he answered.

“Oh, thanks,” she blushed. “I’m gonna go change outta this before I get it dirty somehow.”

When she closed the door behind her again, she took a closer look at herself in the mirror. Her hair was a mess from air drying after the quick shower she took after the show, and what was left of her eye makeup was smudged all over. 'And he still said I'm beautiful,' she thought to herself and smiled. 

When she came back out, she had changed into her PJs, bag in hand. Again, she hesitated, still not sure if she should climb into the open bed, or the one Frank was on. He was now ready for bed as well, looking at the tv station listings.

“Wanna watch a movie?” He asked, glancing up.

“Yea, whatever’s on,” she replied. Finally she decided to take the open bed. She didn't want to make things awkward or be presumptuous that he would want to share with her if it wasn't necessary. But when she glanced over at him, it almost seemed as if he looked hurt and her heart broke a little.

Getting up, she grabbed an extra pillow from the other bed, and climbed in next to Frank. “So what’s on?” She asked again.

He smiled softly. “Umm, not much. Do you just wanna go to sleep?”

“Yea, now that I’ve stopped moving, I’m kinda tired,” she replied with a yawn.

Frank reached over and switched off the light. The curtains weren’t closed completely, so the glow of the Vegas lights kept the room from being pitch dark. Frank was laying on his back, and (YN) had to fight the urge to reach out and trace his silhouette with her finger.

"Umm, so I was looking at the schedule," (YN) started breaking the silence in the dark.

“As you do,” Frank replied, rolling over to face her, even though it was dark.

“As I do, and I have an idea if you’re interested.”

“Go on.”

“Projekt Revolution starts on July 25th. We’re scheduled to fly out to Washington on the 24th, but what if we flew to Vegas first? I mean July 23rd is when Bullets was released, so it’s a good date.”

“It’s risky, what if our flight gets cancelled or something?”

“No risk, no reward,” she smirked and Frank laughed lightly.

“That’s my girl,” he replied and (YN) could tell he was smiling. “July 23rd it is. Much better than whatever today’s stupid date is.”

“Completely agree,” (YN) laughed.

~

Tour life was never slow, but somehow the wait until July seemed unending. The first European leg of the tour was wonderful, but the second North American leg was certainly more eventful. 

Not long into the run of dates, members of the band and crew were struck with food poisoning and tour dates were forced to be cancelled. The band holed up in a hotel for days until everyone had gotten over the virus. To (YN), those days were a blur of getting perfectly acquainted with the toilet bowl, unable to keep anything that she consumed down. And by her side through it all was Frank, who had skipped out on the meal that had everyone laid up because his stomach had already been upset that night. 

“You really don’t need to be here,” (YN) wrasped, throat raw from getting sick over and over.

“Yea I do,” Frank replied. “How many times have you stuck with me when I was feeling sick?”

“But the one time I should have, I didn’t.”

“Don’t beat yourself up,” he smiled, brushing a sweaty strand of hair off her forehead.

(YN) smiled weakly. “Yea, I think the food poisoning is doing a good enough job of that anyway.”

“Besides, it’s in sickness and in health, right?” Frank laughed lightly, looking away. He wasn’t sure he wanted to see (YN)’s reaction.

“True,” she replied, trying to sit up. “Umm, when we get married, are we gonna write our own vows?”

Frank swallowed hard. She had no idea how many times he had rehearsed all the things he wanted to say to her in his vows, but he didn’t know if he was ready to tell her yet. “Umm, I’m not sure,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck.

(YN) nodded. “I thought I’d just say whatever felt right in the moment.”

“That’s a good idea,” he replied. “Less pressure that way.”

“Yea. This should be the least pressure-y wedding ever,” she laughed, her voice sounding even more hoarse.

“Sure is a good thing you aren’t our singer,” he said, taking the opportunity to change the subject that he had brought up in the first place. “Your throat sounds wrecked.”

“I can’t sing on a good day. We never woulda made it out of Jersey without Gerard as our frontman.”

Frank felt his stomach drop as a new concern flitted through his mind. What if she developed feelings for Gerard? Or some other guy? It always hurt when she was dating someone else, but what if she left him to be with someone else? That would irreparably break him.

“You woulda made it out though,” he heard her say, pulling him out of his thoughts. “Nothing coulda stopped you. You’re too amazing and talented.”

“Is your fever spiking?” He tried to bring some levity to the moment, reaching over and pressing his hand to her forehead, but her words were making his heart swell.

“I’m serious,” she replied. There was a look in her eyes that he wasn’t sure he’d ever seen before. “I… I’m lucky to have you in my life.”

Frank blushed. “Thanks,” he mumbled. “Umm, I’m gonna go get you some water.”

(YN) nodded and settled back against her pillows. He didn’t find any in the mini fridge in the room, so he grabbed his wallet and headed down to the vending machines. When he came back, (YN) was asleep. He placed the water bottle on her nightstand before leaning in and placing a kiss on her forehead.

Chapter 5

Thoughts on everyone in the realms?

"Short Answer; I made a chart. Not a well drawn chart, mind you, but a chart. Sometimes you don't wanna put effort into drawing 50 something faces"

"Long answer, uh....well lemme go down the list"

Claudette: My Starflower~!! She's so sweet and kind and amazing in trials and every time I see her I swoon a little- I love her so much~ Dwight: He's cute- And he's a good leader, despite his nervous personality, he knows how to bring a group together. Final guy potential. Ash: ....Don't...Tell him I said this? But uh....Evil Dead was one of my biggest comfort series, the thing that got me through losing both my parents....the thing that helped me transition, pick my name, and fueled my FX hobby. And I'm still attached, even realizing he's a real person and all- But...it's weird to just, be upfront with something like that, so I'm just...burying it as best as I can. David: He's a little rough around the edges but he’s good to have in a trial, plus when you can get past the walls, he’s nice to talk to. Kate: Her music by the campfire is calming and she’s such a sweetheart. If we were in a better situation I’d love to learn Guitar from her, but, it’s hard when you’re a moment away from a trial at any given time. Amalthea (@askthewidowstars OC): She judged my entire vibe but jokes on her I’m the one who snagged a cutie for life- Meg: If I had a dollar for every time she left me for dead I would have enough money to paint the entire campfire in solid gold. The only time we’ve ever properly talked was about SAW traps and 90% of it was her admitting she could beat every single trap because she was ‘built different’  Jeff: He’s a sweetheart and really nice to be around. Sometimes when we’re by the campfire in our downtimes I’ll let him draw on my arm. it kinda makes me want a tattoo, honestly. If we ever get out of here, I might get one. Steve: Bros!! We kinda make up team ‘Altruistic Himbo’, Plus the ‘Babysitter/Brother’ Vibes mesh really well. I kinda wanna re-style his hair though, mostly because it looks fluffy, and nice to play with.  Quentin: Bros!! We’re gonna make matching T-Shirts about committing Arson on Freddy in particular. He’s fun to hang around in our downtime, and I hope there’s a chance he can get some actual rest, even in here. He deserves it. Adam: If Dwight wasn’t the leader I feel like he’d take over the Reigns. I feel like he’s the calm type that doesn’t handle energetic types well though. Which, y’know, makes things hard.  Nea: Anytime I see her she’s either sneaking around the map and watching everyone get killed, or doing something stupid to get herself killed. I’d get grey hair if We were actually friends.  Feng: Gamer bros- I got to find out we actually played a lotta the same stuff before we were taken by the Entity. We get a chance to nerd out in between trials- Laurie: Best Final Girl hands down. I kinda hope she can teach me Decisive Strike one day- I feel like its also just a little awkward since again, still a fan of Myers Nancy: She doesn’t agree that Demo’s a good boy, which makes sense, but we but heads over it. Also I’m pretty sure she wants me dead for touching the bones around the map one too many times. They’re just too tempting.... Jake: He’s pretty quiet, but he’s helpful in trials. I heard he’s been to a convention a few times, but I don’t think he’s actually into it as much as I thought...Which kinda sucks. I’d love more cosplay buddies y’know? Yui: Kinda makes me want a motorbike. We don’t talk but she seems really cool. A little too cool to me around if that makes sense.  Yun-Jin: She benefits off of throwing everyone else under the bus. And 90% of the time she will throw everyone under the bus. Even if she needs actual help to escape the trial.  Cheryl: Cheryylll!!  She’s really cool and honestly would add her to the ‘Can kill god if she was not nerfed’ Squad. Especially since y’know, she has- I bet if we got enough of the kids together we could just beat the Entity’s ass. I know she could.  Tapp: Always been a fan of Tapp before I was taken, although I feel like he’d wanna arrest me if we weren’t in the Entity’s Realm. I might be a little too excited for my own good about Kramer’s work. I don’t think he’d believe the fact its a movie either.  Ace: He’s kinda like the Uncle of the group around the campfire, but, coming into trials, He’s still for saving his own skin- You can also only stand dad jokes for so long. Especially in an eternity like this.  Leon: He’s cool!!! I got so excited first realizing He and Jill were here, and I wanna get a chance to talk to him about everything that went down, but Haven’t got the chance. He’s nice inside of Trials though, usually doesn’t leave anyone behind. Not a fan of getting blinded though.  Jill: She knows how to lead the trials well, and I look up to her a lot. She’s always been such a badass!!  Bill: If Bill gets his hands on a weapon the entire Realm would be fucked. Badass as hell and Kinda scary. Another one on the list of ‘Entity needed to Nerf’ Felix: You’d think a Childless Father and a Fatherless son would be able to bond a bit more, but, I think we each kinda get the same vibe of homesickness from one another. He’s kind though, and it’s neat to see his work whenever we’re by the campfire.  Elodie: She’s better at helping out than most of the others, but she’s still in a survival of the fittest mindset. I loved hearing about her studies from before she was taken though. I feel like if we had more time we could dig deeper into this whole world and what its about. But we don’t get that- Zarina: We just don’t really click as much, honestly. I’d love to get to know her better but I think she’s more into digging into the killers and what she can find out about this place. Which y’know, could be better done with a team. Sage (@askthewidowstars OC): HUSBAND!!! My husband. I love him to the Moon and back. He’s amazing and I miss him even when we’re five feet apart-  ...I need a hug now-  Amanda: Best girl hands down!! We vibed a lot in between Trials talking about her traps and old designs, she was impressed by my knowledge, and we hang out in Gideon sometimes!   Ghostface: He’s pretty cute- Also fun to be around, even if he’s kind of a dick when he’s actually at work, it’s better when you’re outside of a Trial. It’s also neat to see he’s not just two idiots in a halloween costume and his own person, as much as I love the Scream Series, too-  Leatherface: Bubba!!! Honestly I’d handle being chainsawed. Fuckin Love Bubba-  Huntress: I wanna learn how to throw hatchets but I know I never will. She’s kinda scary, but also I feel like if she could adopt some of the others in the Realms, she totally would.  Oni: The only times I’ve ever really seen him is just before my skull gets bashed in. All I really have associated to him is the splitting headache.  Twins: I’m gonna punt Victor into the sun. I haven’t been good around kids beforehand and this tiny gremlin motherfucker just makes it worse.  Pinhead: I was so excited to see him!! He’s one of the few that talks more often than not in a trial, and he’s always had this air of elegance about him which makes it so much cooler! I’d be tempted to grab the box to solve it, but, at the same time Dwight’s already been hunted. I just...want to see how it works, really. Maybe if I ask nicely? Nah, probably not.  Pyramid Head: He’s so fucking COOL!!! He’s always just been really fucking cool and I still get stars in my eyes. I wanna re-create his weapon one day.  Joey: Joey’s one of the chill killers to be around, probably my favorite amongst the legion. Also Cosplay gang?? Hello? Susie: She’s cute!! I like her vibes whenever there’s not violence involved. I wonder if she’d ever get into costume making, she has the artistic eye for it. I also wonder if she’d ever dye other people’s hair...I’d kinda want green tips one day- Frank: Still wanna throw a palette at him. He’s one of the more serious of the Legion, and usually the one you’d find with a Mori. Not as Serious as Julie but only because he has the cocky god complex to go with it.  Julie:  She’s definitely the most serious out of the Legion. There’s no real rest whenever we’re in a trial against her. Scary as hell and less of a bastard than the other three.  Hillbilly: I know he deserved a lot better than this, especially after hearing more about him. I...Haven’t gotten to see much than the end of his chainsaw though.  Blight: This dude’s singlehandedly bringing back my fear of needles and I thought I lost that with HRT- Also like, dude spits up orange fuckin everywhere.  Michael: My Mans!! I always get a little excited knowing we’re up against him. It’s habit- It’s kinda weird to see him easily affected by like, palettes or flashlights though.  Spirit: She seems like she could be nice when there’s some downtime. I’m also one of the few that can understand her well enough, which probably makes things easier. I found out she’s basically my age when I survived a trial by myself. I’d hope to hang out more sometime. Nemesis: God he’s so fucking tall. Kinda surprised it was Nemesis out of everyone that could’ve been brought, and also, kinda terrified? Still am kinda terrified. I’m surprised he hasn’t just torn up an entire map yet. His zombie minions are also annoying. Wraith: All this motherfucker does is roll up to pull me off Gens and Exist as a problem. I don’t see much of him outside of a Trial. Trapper: Motherfucker Incarnate. If the Entity lets us throw hands I’m fighting him first.  Freddy: ....Gross. I liked the Nightmare on Elm Street series a lot, but...Freddy as a person? Ew. Especially this iteration.  Demogorgon: Demopuppy!! He’s a good boy and he deserves to get treats. Even if the Treats are flesh....I wonder if he likes candy though. Trickster: Pretty!! He also Gives me DIO vibes because of the Jacket and the Knife throwing...Imagine if a killer could stop time...that’d be terrifying. Deathslinger: I wanna sit down and look at his gun more but I also feel like if I ask I’d just get shot on sight. Intimidating as hell but also cool. Mary: ....Still on the very complicated ‘Ex Girlfriend that murdered me’ State. It’s hard to avoid her though. Especially since she wants to get back together since we’re stuck here. Nurse: She does not help my fear of Hospitals, honestly. While she’s easy to go up against, it’s still eugh. Plague: I really, really hate her power. The Sickness and the Vomit is just- Eughhhhh- It just hits every bad sensory issue at once.  Clown: ...I get killers are Killers and aren’t supposed to be good people but also like....Disgusting. Please Remove from the Realm. He’s just- ...Ew.  Doctor: NOPE. NO. NEVER. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO.

so Plague is A tier? so Myers is A tier? So Talbot is a Tier? So Nemesis is A tier? So Pyramid head is A tier? So the twins are A tier?

ok fine ANON since ya wanna be like that I'll list each one.

Evan: A tier (Like a Dad I dont want nor does he wanna be.)

Philip: A Tier (Wish I could talk to him more..)

Max: B Tier (Cool but floats the "Gonna kill you because Phase like Myers)

Sally: A Tier (Good nurse, good Mom)

Myers: C Tier (Cause.. yea)

Herman: D Tier (Shock me again and I'll start punching him with rubber gloves)

Anna: A Tier (If only she'd remember my name..)

Bubba: A tier (Scared big brother type but I'd try his chili to make him smile.. Yea I know whats in it, grow up)

Freddy: F-uck off tier (Burn creepy ass)

Amanda: A Tier (Good friend, good listener too)

Kenneth: C- Tier: (Alright but titters a fine line between manageable and annoying)

Rin: A Tier (Feel sorry for her. Wish her the best)

Frank: C tier (A bit large headed for one guy but can SOMETIMES be alright )

Julie: A tier (Stubborn but level headed. Respectable)

Susie: A Tier (Like a younger sister, would let her light fires when Sally aint looking)

Joey: A tier (Good friend, all around great guy)

Adiris: D Tier (Personality wise shes ok, can't understand her language.. no one can I think.. Simon does, but her power and worm skin can burn in hell)

Danny (and others): B tier (a good killer and impressive skills but damn does he feel unsafe to be around)

Demogorgon: D tier (Bite me once, shame on you-)

Hag: D Tier (-Bite me twice? Fucking stop I said no the first time!)

Kazan: A tier (Good role model for the respectable killer. Plus I wanna sit on his shoulder at least once to be taller)

Caleb: A tier (Nice collection alcohol bottles I use for my molotovs)

PH: B tier (a little cryptic and doesn't talk but hasn't tired to hurt me yet so..)

Talbot: C Tier (Try and stick me again old man and we'll see if orange looks good flowing from your body in gallons)

Twins: Tier B (Charlotte is alright, Victor can get punted out the trial door for all I care)

Ji-woon: .. A Tier: (Good singer.. a little egotisical at times but a good friend and idol to have here.

Nemesis: A tier: (Helped me beat up frank once when he tried to feed Simon so hes cool)

Elliot: A Tier (Cool guy, a little cryptic but can be pleasant to chat with)

Carmina: A tier (her crows might swoop at me from time to time but herself shes cool.)

Survivors are all A tier except

David: D tier: (Try and Fight Susie again I'll start letting her bring Demo along just for you)

So here comes another valentine's gift for the glorious @franks-mixtape ! If y'all remember the 2 Franks that are brothers and werewolves that I wrote some time ago, this is going from that again because I thought about it randomly and felt like I then needed more of it sooooooo yeah! If you DON’T know, the gist is being that his Frank and my Frank are half brothers. Father being a werewolf to both which resulted in his Frank being a halfling, while mine is whole werewolf due to different mothers. 19 years apart until both came to Ormond where they met up and figured out they’re brothers. So there ya go!

Warning(s): probs just standard cussing, buuuut that’s it lol

Don’t forget to like, reblog, and follow if ya wanna see more! (◍•ᴗ•◍)❤

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A Wednesday. Worst day for the 14th to fall on. Especially since it’s in the middle of the school week. Frank James Morrison sat there in the last class for the day, English. The teacher decided to focus on how Valentine’s day started from some dude who got executed in Rome or some shit. He wasn’t paying attention, finding it useless to learn about. Emerald green eyes lazily gazed around the room till they landed on his brother’s russet hair.

Frank Fenik Morrison was there a few seats to James’s left, amber eyes were trailing over the printed paper the teacher had passed out previously. As much as he was into literature, if he wanted to learn history on a subject of a man who was killed for trying to teach his religion to the Romans, he would’ve in his history class.

Fenik really was just idly taking his pencil to scribble a random design on a blank spot on the paper, the teacher’s voice seeming muffled in the background. Darkening some lines on the drawing, he felt a nudge in his mind, like someone nudging him with their arm. He lifted his eyes up and flickered to the side where gemstone eyes met and locked.

‘Dude. This shit is boring. Can’t we just.. skip out on this?”

‘I wish. But we can’t or shit’ll go down. Plus, they’ll know it’s us since we have the same exact name, minus the middle name.’

This made the raven-haired Frank sigh out loudly. He slightly scrunched his face up at hearing his other half chuckle both from a distance (thanks to his heightened hearing) and in his mind. Since figuring out the two had the same father, name, preference in tattoos, music, and other things, it made for the two getting along pretty easily. It resulted in a sort of bond to form. Since their father was a werewolf, it resulted in an animal like bond to form, that ran deeper than a standard sibling bond. Emotions, feelings, and thoughts were connected. It resulted in a mind link to have basically silent conversations.

‘Jesus fuckin Christ we have thirty minutes left of this bullshit. Feels like it’s taking foreverrrr!’

Fenik had to cover his mouth to stifle the laugh that bubbled up. Hearing him complain like a child made for lightening the boring mood. The internal complaining actually helped pass the time till the bell rang. Kids instantly got up with grabbing backpacks and shoulder bags alike and hurried for the door as the teacher called out that their homework from 2 days ago is due by Friday. Most likely, no one paid attention.

The two Morrisons waited at the bottom of the steps of Fairview, waiting on the other three of their odd pack in the snow. It didn’t take long for Julie, Susie, and Joey to come out. Julie adjusted her coat she has on as she hurried a bit down the stairs, being mindful of the snow-covered steps as she went over to the russet-haired Frank and planted her lips to his. This drew a very pleased growl from him as he kissed her back. Thankfully, those dreaded words to the holiday weren’t uttered.

“A’ight sluts! What’s the plan for today for shit to fuck up?” James asked, the name making Joey chuckle. “I’m lookin’ for chaos to burn down the grossness I feel from all this love shit.”

“I second that. There’s this jackass that’s been trying to feel Susie up in history when it comes to turning in work,” Julie huffed out. This made Joey look at the pinkett with concern on his face.

“And ya haven’t said anything?” Susie looked away at the tallest’s question which made him sigh. “Sus, ya gotta tell us when this kind of stuff happens..”

Her head only lowered before she pulled her hood up to hide her face. Joey had let out a sigh and draped an arm over her shoulders before looking at the other three. Amber, emerald, and brown eyes met and they all shared the same thought.

‘Trash the fucker’s place’

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To cut things short, finding where the guy lives wasn’t hard. They did the standard: Egging the house, toilet paper thrown and draped over trees and parts of the house. But the brothers took it an extra step by managing to get up on the house with wadded up toilet paper, where they then shoved it down the chimney to block it up since smoke was coming out of it. And they were out as quickly as they came with a job well done. 

They all split to head to their homes, hearing distant sirens meaning the house called the fire department which was sweet music to them. Of course, the russet-haired teen snuck over to Julie’s place after her father passed out for their... usual time together. Raven, as another nickname to call James rather than by his middle name like Fenik, was laying there in bed till about midnight he heard his name being called through that mind link.

‘Thought you were busy bangin’ up Jules.’

‘Shut up and get your ass out here.’

‘Fiiine. But I still wanna hear about your adventures in the pussy caaaave!’

James snickered when he bet the other was rolling his eyes outside, but he got out of bed to get dressed in his usual letterman with an extra layer underneath since it is midnight and it’s still winter. Out the window he went and onto the ground below where his brother is standing and waiting.

“Alright, whatcha want butt sniffer?”

“Don’t. Anyway, thought it be nice to hang out since school has been riding out asses with work to get us “prepared for college” which I could care less for.”

The raven-haired teen nodded. “Yeah. It’s a lot of bullshit. Ffffuck I hate being a senior.”

“I feel that,” Fenik agreed with a nod of his head. As usual, the two headed into the forest since it is their escape, and the only way that the wolves within the both of them can be let out. It’s a nice reliever since a lot of the times going out was never an option and it would make them feel cramped.

Usually, they don’t speak when out in the forest unless they do their usual practice. But for now, it was nothing but a run. Fenik in full wolf with James keeping up at an easy stride. Surprisingly, there was no clouds which let for the moon to shine bright in the sky and reflect off the snow, practically lighting their path. 

They didn’t know how long they’ve been running, but they did come to a stopping point when the two Morrisons came across a big tree. It was there they stopped and flopped down at the base at the big roots, James leaning on Fenik and a hand running through the rust-colored fur in slow strokes.

“Ya know... I’m a bit jealous you can shift and I can’t..”

“Seriously? I dunno. I’d be pretty happy with just the heightened senses n shit.”

This made for emerald eyes to look at the wolf, which in return, amber looked back at the halfling. Concern was felt on both sides. Concern for how one felt left out of things, and concern for how the other didn’t care if shifting was a thing or not. James scooted himself a bit close to be able to wrap an arm around the back of the head of the large wolf and pressed his forehead to his, letting silence overtake the quiet between he two of them.

Something happened since one moment the raven-haired teen was small in comparison to the wolf with clothes on, to suddenly not and... the same size. It was like his body just relaxed for him to suddenly shift, but the realization got for the two to jump up onto their paws and look at each other.

James now was suddenly the same height, same build. Black fur made him look like a shadow o the white snow. Vibrant green eyes stood out like unknown lights in the darkest parts of the forest. The two were quiet, before sounds of excitement left them and they became nothing but giant mounds of fur and limbs with barks and yaps leaving them.

What felt like hours of nothing but romping around in the snow, they both flopped down panting with tongues hanging out of open mouths and tails swishing in the snow. Two sets of gemstone eyes gazed up at the night sky, the moon nothing but a white orb to the side of their vision.

“I hate valentine’s, but this? This is the greatest fuckin’ gift nature let me have haha!” James boofed out, letting his paws stretch out in front of him. It felt like all his limbs were sore from being contained, and finally was allowed to be out.

“Oh trust me. Being this way is heavenly. Feels like what freedom from the system should be. And now that you can shift, we can do this a hell of a lot more. And no one can stop the hell we’ll raise.” Fenik let out a chuff, a canine version of a chuckle. The black pelted one chuffed as well before rolling onto his side and laying close to the rusted pelt one and pressed close.

They were content like that, black mixing with rust, emerald and amber. It took only a nudge from Fenik to say that it’s best they get going. James got up and shook the snow from his fur, waiting for his brother to get up. Both standing, they trotted off to the edge of the forest where they shifted back to their human selves.

“This weekend. Can... we go running again? And... maybe teach me some wolf stuff since now I can shift?”

“Hell yeah man! I’ll be waiting ‘round seven. Sound good?”

James nodded with a slight smile before it fell. There was hesitation, but Fenik could feel it and brought his brother close for a hug. He melted into it and hugged the other back. They stood like that for some beats before breaking it off and headed to their homes with goodbyes through the link. Days and nights for now on were gonna be different, but they were gonna be hella enjoyable and that feeling of being left out vanished. Everything felt right, just as it should be. 

THE BIRTH OF PRONGSLET

It was the hottest day of July 1980. Even the birds who were daring enough to fly in this kind of hot weather get fainted. On the other hand. In a small town of Godric's Hollow there lives a family of two which will became a family of three in about a month.

Lily Potter was sitting on her favourite comfy arm chair, which was gifted by her darling late mother-in-law. James on the other hand was watching her with full of love. More their marriage is getting older, his love for her was getting expand.

"Is it important for Dumbledore that only you have to go for the mission?", Lily asked her husband with her best puppy eyes.

"Yes it is my sweet little Evans. I have to go and please don't you worry Sirius and Marlene will be here with you. I asked Peter but you know he seems lost these days, I hardly saw him this month", he said.

"I am really worried for him. When Dorcas died he seem pretty lost, afterall it was his wedding day when death eaters attack us and killed her along with many", she said sadly with tears in her eyes.

"Potter when all this will be over, I am fed up of this!", She sob in James's chest.

"This all will get over soon Evans don't you worry", he assured her even though he was not sure that they'll survive this war.

"But you have to James Potter for your son" he thought to himself. Not waiting for a moment James lift Lily's chin and they start kissing eachother passionately. Lily forgot all her worries and James, well James be James he forgot that what year it is. It seems like hours of kissing when they get disturbed by someone.

"Ughh!!! James what the hell are you doing. You are doing dirty if I'll be a minute late you two merlin knows what you start doing.", It was Sirius.

James throw a pillow on him and Lily just rolled her eyes because it is now a regular thing.

"Won't you kiss me when we get married Siri", Marlene said with a smirk.

Sirius decide to change the topic. "And how is my baby stag? I hope he is not making his mommy angry because this is not healthy for his papa", he said jokingly.

"That's harmones Black, you think that Marlene will spare you when she will carry your child", Lily said fiercely.

"Well that's a bad news for you Sirius because, you will not be spared in a few months", she said blushing. For a moment their was complete silence in the room. Sirius's eyes were like saucers.

"Y-ou Y-ou mean", he couldn't say anything more. "Yes Black, you are going to be a father. Last week I went a muggle hospital because I was not feeling very well. Remember Sirius when I throw up on your favourite leather jacket and I told you it was definitely the spaghetti we ate from a local muggle van. It was not the fault of the spaghetti, it was this.", She hold her belly with a smile.

He hugged her tightly. He was sobbing, his every emotions were all heightened. He didn't know what to say and what to do. All he knew that he was really happy.

"Congratulations you two, i am really happy for both of you. Now our child has another friend along with Neville. You know that Alice and Frank got their child yesterday and they name them Neville.", Lily said with full of emotions.

"We'll let them play for hours, they grew up together. They can have pajama party thrice a month. They can study with each other, play quidditch.", Lily said with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Well we'll see that later, now I have to go otherwise Dumbledore will beat my ass", he said and bid a goodbye to Lily by kissing her.

Few hours later Sirius was doing his funny antics suddenly something dropped on the roof of Potter's cottage. It was very loud.

"What was that?", Marlene asked worriedly.

"You two please stay here and let me check. Do not move from here, am I clear?", He ordered firmly and armed his wand. Five minutes later when he came he told everyone that their is nothing to fear of its just a stupid storm. Lily and Marlene let out a sigh of relief.

"I don't feel good, I think I need to pee", Lily said who was now wet with sweat.

"Lils are you fine?", Marlene asked worriedly. To which Lily replied with week yes.

Lily was in pain, but she knew it wasn't labour pain. A month is still left, is it or not? She doesn't have time to think all this but still she was worried. She didn't notice that their are still two steps left on the stairs, before she can understand something she lose her balance and fall on her large pregnant belly. An electric shock of pain ran through her body, she screamed really bad.

Upstairs Sirius and Marlene heard a loud thud and Lily's scream. Sirius got worried sick so do Marlene. They both rushed downstairs. When they reached downstairs, their feet was dipped in pool of blood. Lily's pain on the other hand was getting much much worse. She thought she will die.

"Lily what happened, Are you fine?", Sirius asked anxiously.

"Ohh yes yes look I am really happy, I wanna dance like a maniac.", Lily said angrily to Sirius.

"I think she is in labour, we need to take her to the hospital now!", Marlene ordered.

"Actually Marls we can't go outside now.", He said, not meeting his girl's eyes.

"What have you done now?", She asked.

"Well the loud voice we have heard earlier was not because of a thunderstorm, it was the actually some death eaters. I placed some strong charms on the house so that they can't enter in this house or harm it in any ways. I didn't told you two because I don't want you two to panic.", He said, his eyes was not allowing him to meet Marlene or Lily.

Marlene lifted Sirius's chin and hold his head with her soft hands and said, "You haven't done anything wrong my love, you were just trying to keep us safe." She also hugged him and they start kissing eachother, totally forgot about Lily who was laying of the floor.

"I don't think that this is good time for your romance! Do something!!!", She yelled in anger, if Lily was not in pain she gave good remarks for their couple goal but this is not a good time for Lily to give good couple remark.

"Lily I think you are delivery the baby now.", Marls told Lily.

"WHAT? NO! IT'S TOO SOON!!! I AM NOT READY FOR THIS AND JAMES IS NOT HERE!!!!!"

"Red head please try to understand, baby don't ask your permission to came out, you fell from the stairs that's why he is demanding to came out", Marls put her hands around Lily's chest and ordered Sirius to lift up her legs so that they can take Lily to bed and deliver the baby.

"Now Lily I want you to push. I want you to push hard as you can, am I clear? Push hard", she ordered her as she put support for her back and neck from pillows.

"Sirius I am going to get some things to make this easy and you check that baby's head is coming or not.", Marls said and left the room. Sirius was thinking about what she had asked him to do, check the head of the baby.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WAITING BLACK? COMEON CHECK!!", Lily demanded.

"James is going to kill me after this", he mumbled to himself.

"And if you didn't check then I'll kill you black!!", Lily yelled again.

After gaining some courage he pull the end of Lily's maternity gown and her innerwear. Sirius's face was red like Lily's red hair, but still he has to do this.

"Are you having a look of it or checking the baby's head?", She screamed again.

"No I don't see the head", he said and suddenly a slap landed on his cheeks. Sirius was shocked but didn't say anything because he knew that Lily is in pain. On the mean time Marlene also came with towels and a bucket of hot water.

"Sirius you go and sent an owl or anything to James to inform him that the baby is arriving soon.", She said and he did as he told.

Lily's pain was increasing second by second, she held her belly with her hand hoping that this will decrease her pain, but nothing helped her.

"I swear if ever Potter dare to touch me I'll hex him", she screamed her lungs out.

"Well I've seen my uncle Alphard helping few dragons laying eggs as he was a dragon researcher. It is like that?", Sirius asked.

"DON'T YOUR DARE TO THINK ANY OF THAT OR I'LL MAKE YOU FORGOT YOUR NAME!!", Lily shouted, which increase her pain even more.

"LOOK THIS BABY DIDN'T EVEN BORN YET AND HE IS TAKING SIDE OF HIS UNCLE SIRIUS", she shouted again.

"Lily please don't shout, this will only increase the pain. Just look at me and breath.", Marlene asked her. Lily breathed just like Marlene and soon her pain decreases a little bit.

After a minute when Marls think that things are under control, she asked Lily "Now tell me, do you feel the baby coming out? If yes start pushing.", Marlene said to which Lily nodded and start pushing because she can feel that the baby wants to came out to see the world.

Sirius was worried sick because James trust him for Lily's security and now he cant do anything for her sister who was in extracrusiatus pain, Marlene on the other hand thought the same. Lily was sobbing but she can't do anything.

Lily was pushing even more hard which cause her more pain, but she has to be strong to because James and her both dreamed of their baby since they got the news of Lily's pregnancy. She think about her argument about their baby's first word or his favorite color or future favorite Hogwarts teacher and subject. She was lost in her own thoughts suddenly she felt that the pain she was baring from hours suddenly vanished.

Lily's body was numb for a second, she wasn't in her consciousness. In the meanwhile Marlene ordered Sirius to bring a pair of scissors and clips, ofcourse to cut the umbilical cord. Yes the baby has born, but Lily doesn't know.

"How this pain end? Does someone told the baby to came out some other day?", she asked when she regain her consciousness after few minutes. but she got no response, for a moment the room was filled with dead silence. "What happened to yo guys? say something.", she asked.

"CONGRATULATIONS FOR THE BABY BOY!!!", Sirius screamed from the top of his lungs. Lily was shocked for a second then start crying out of happiness, so as Sirius and Marlene. Marlene's tears were not of happiness it was of sadness because no one noticed that the baby was not crying.

"Wait a minute why he isn't crying?", Lily asked worriedly.

"Oh comeon Evans he is son of James Potter and no son of James Potter cries.", He tried to assure Lily that everything is okay but deep down he got worried.

"Shut up Black! Marls try to rub the back of him", Lily commanded and Marlene does as she asked but still nothing happened. Anxiety and fear of losing a child was spreading all in her heart and brain.

"T-try CPR on him!", Lily screamed and Marlene again does as she said but still nothing happened and then the worst part came. Suddenly the door burst open and James Potter entered the room.

"LILY FLOWER!!!!", He called out her name. The world revolved around James as if he is standing in the middle of a carousel. He was worried sick, he was afraid and most importantly he was happy.

"J-James the b-baby is not crying.", Sirius told him but James doesn't understand what he meant by 'Not crying'. "Oh come on Padfoot, no son of James Fleamont Potter cries.", He said jokingly.

"HE IS SAYING THAT OUR BABY IS BORN DEAD YOU FOOL!!", Lily screamed at her husband. James was still where he was standing, all of his excitement vanished. He thought that his world came to an end.

"What? No give me my son! I'll try something", he said seriously.

"Prongs we tried everything, their is nothing you can do", Sirius said sadly while Lily was crying like a child who lost her candy.

"NO! HE CAN'T BE DEAD, YOU UNDERSTAND?", James yelled at his best friend.

Suddenly an idea came to James's mind.

"Their is one thing that I can try, remember Lils whenever we says 'Mischief managed he kic—", but before he could complete his sentence suddenly the baby kicked on Sirius's face.

"H-he kicked!!!", Sirius exclaimed out of happiness.

"repeat with me 'Mischief managed'.", He ordered and they all do the same as he says and the baby start kicking more and suddenly he started crying. Both Lily and James's heart was full of happiness, James hugged Lily who was laying on the bed. They both were crying in happiness.

Few hours have passed and Potter cottage got new guest. Remus and Mary was their.

"So my cub give you four a massive heart attack", Remus joked.

"Yes he is just like his father, he start pranking us as soon as he born. Merlin knows what he'll do when he got young", Lily rolled her eyes.

"So here is the star of the night.", Marlene came into the room, holding the baby into her arms. She gave cleaned him properly and well dressed him.

"Tell me who he looks like", Remus asked.

"Well definitely he looks like me", Lily said with pride.

"Sorry to break it to you that he is carbon copy of James, his black mop of hair, his face shape, his nose, his lips, his everything.", She told.

"Yes!! I won the bet!", James squeeked.

"What bet?", Remus asked.

"Potter and I were arguing over who he'll resembles most. Potter said that he'll look like him and I said that he'll look like me, and decided that whose prediction came true will be free of changing diapers for a month after the birth of our baby and here we are Potter won", Lily rolled her eyes and the marauders sniggered.

"Let me hold him.", Sirius asked.

"No he is my son, so it's my right to hold him first.", James argued.

"No I will hold him first!", Sirius pouted.

"No I will!", James pouted too.

"No one I going to hold him first other than me. Marls give him to me.", Lily said fiercely and she does as Lily commanded.

"No one can won from this redhead.", James muttered under his breath, unfortunately Lily heard it.

"I am not going to pretend that I didn't heard it.", She said. James rolled his eyes. After a few minutes of mother son moment she handed Harry to James and James was thrilled when he saw the face of his son. He was just like him, except for his eyes. He has Lily's eyes.

Lily asked Sirius which he haven't think about in his dreams.

"Sirius Orion Black, will you be his Godfather?", She asked.

"Me Godfather?", Sirius asked Lily as if there was another Sirius in the room.

"Yes you silly, we don't have any better option other than you or moony, but you know his furry little problem. If something happened to us the ministry will not allow him to take our baby under his ward.", She said sadly.

"Ofcourse I will be his godfather.", He screamed from the top of his lungs.

Finally it was Sirius's turn. Sirius cautiously hold him and he was out of words after seeing the beauty of the little thing he was holding.

"Hi baby, I am Sirius Black. You godfather.", The baby just hold tight the a strand of Sirius and not let it go.

"Looks like Sirius got an admirer.", Lily said.

"OH MY MERLIN LILY!! HE IS SOO SMALL!!!", he screamed with happiness as the baby let go his hair.

"Yes he will grow soon, but we need to name him first. James and I decided to name him Harry, after James's godmother Harriet Wingrave.", Lily said with a sweet smile on her lips.

"Okay so hello Harry Potter. I am your Godfather, I promise you to protect you at any cost. Together we'll make your mummy and daddy mad, you can always pee on your father's clothes but please spare mine because it's my favorite leather jacket. When you'll grow a little bit I'll take you on a ride on my motercycle. I'll give you every happiness you deserve kiddo.", Sirius said with a heavy throat because he was getting emotional as he was saying every word.

"Looks like someone is getting emotional.", James mocked him and he received a punch from Sirius.

"Let us raise a toast for Harry Potter, son of James and Lily Potter and heir of the potter line.", Marlene said as he handed each one of them a glass of vine.

"Harry Potter" they all chanted in a unison, not knowing about the danger that shall cost the life of someone's life or someone's freedom, but they didn't know now so they don't care about anything.

Back in Hogwarts Dumbledore immediately apparated from Hogsmede to Potter Cottage and house of Longbottoms to give them the news they least wanted to hear now, but Dumbledore has no option because the more time he takes to tell them, the more danger they get.

~THE END~

4, 8, 11, 12, 13, 17, 21, 29, 42 for frank

Character Development Questions | accepting

Lemme slap this under a cut because oh boy some of these questions-

A bunch of triggering things below, I did tag them, but I may have forgotten some things so read at your own risk.

4. Has your character ever witnessed something that fundamentally changed them? If so, does anyone else know?

Things he doesn’t remember, but due influence his nightmares are: watching sb o.d on the floor of his parents living room when he was 5. His mother violently pushing him back into his room and leaving bruises on his arm. Being starved for “misbehaving”. His parents beating the shit out of each other.

Things he does remember and have severely traumatized him: being raped and repeatedly sexually assaulted by his step mom to try and make him stop being a “fag” (Julie’s the only one who knows the full extent of that one), having a bottle thrown at him and cigarettes burned into his chest by one of his foster fathers for being what he perceived as queer (same home as step mom above), never having anything stable in his life, and  having social workers tell him to man up and shut up every time he cried when he was a pre-teen.

The Legion all know about this. They all try to make him seem as comfortable as possible, but his trauma manifests itself violently. Both towards himself with his history of self harm and suicidal thoughts and tendencies as long as not being able to process his emotions as anything other than getting mad at himself or someone else. Which led to a lot of fights and shouting matches. Also why he killed the janitor, he was so fucking afraid of losing the only people who had stayed by him.

8. Has your character ever fired a gun? If so, what was their first target?

No, but he really wants to.

11. In what situation was your character the most afraid they’ve ever been?

Obvious answer is to read #4 and you’ll see which one I put first. Those few weeks he spent there genuinely terrified him, he legitimately thought they were going to kill him.

12. In what situation was your character the most calm they’ve ever been?

In Julie’s arms after he opened up to her about everything, he couldn’t stop crying, but the way she ran her fingers through his hair and jus mumbled that it’s okay felt like heaven. She’s always been his comfort in that sense.

13. Is your character bothered by the sight of blood? If so, in what way?

He’s not bothered by it, he’s seen his own plenty of times, but it does send him into a frenzy if there is a lot. Where he can’t focus on anything and his heart pounds in his head. Just him being stressed and smelling blood can start to trigger it, it’s never pleasant.

17. What was your character’s favorite toy as a child?

He doesn’t remember anything before maybe half way into the school year of 7th grade when he got that absolute nightmare family, but it was a really torn up bear that one of the people that would come to buy drugs from his parents gave him. He loved that thing, it was his only comfort in a room that he couldn’t even look out of the window in.

21. If something tragic or negative happens to your character, do they believe they may have caused or deserved it, or are they quick to blame others?

Quick to blame others at first, but the further it goes the more he implodes on himself and starts blaming himself for fucking everything up in his life again. Especially if it’s someone he cares about.

29. What did your character dream of being or doing as a child? Did that dream come true?

Ironically as a kid, he really wanted to be a police officer. He wanted to make sure no one else got hurt like he did, but the longer he stayed in the f.oster care system the more he realized they didn’t give a shit about anyone but themselves.

42. Has your character ever had a parental figure who was not related to them?

Nah, he’s been on his own. He hates authority.

If you wanna count interactions, Nep’s Jeff has pretty much become his adoptive dad.

The Hidden Shop

"This place must be new" Julie states peering into one of the cloudy windows. Alex squinted into the building not being able to make out anything.

"I don't know seems pretty old," Reggie says as he nudged a squeaky sign.

'alchemy'

A loud squawking noise suddenly fills the air. A small owl sat near the entrance of the door. It ruffled its feathers at Luke, who was holding a stick menacingly.

"Leave the poor thing alone, Luke"

Ignoring Luke's pout Alex walks toward the disgruntled bird. At a slight glance, the owl looked normal. The feathers at the top of its head were pink and slicked back. Looking closer Alex could see tiny stars in its feathers.

"Why does that Owl's hair look better than mine?" Reggie jokes as Julie reangles the stick out of Luke's hand.

"Because it is," Luke says only to let out a squeak as Julie turns the stick on him.

"You don't get to speak until you apologies " She declares, swinging menacingly at Luke.

"To the Owl? No way I'm-" He stops as Julie raises a brow and readjusts her grip on her weapon.

With a small huff, Luke makes his way toward the Owl. Honestly, Alex sometimes wonders how Luke always ended up in weird situations.

"Look," Luke says arms crossed as stands in front of the bird, "I'm sorry I disturbed you or whatever"

The owl, however, would have non of it. Turning away from Luke and ruffling its feathers up. Alex wished he could inherit the level of pettiness in one movement.

"Oh, come on you don't have to be like that!"

Luke shouts when the owl turns away from him. He stomps his way in front of the bird and held eye contact.

"I'm sorry"

This time it seemed to work, or maybe it just got tired of Luke. With a small node of its head, the owl began to flap its wings. With one last look toward Luke, it disappeared through the entrance of the building.

"uh... guys, please tell me I'm not going crazy"

Reggie begins slowly inching away from the sign of the building. Alex was just as shocked as him.

The old building walls begin to change when the owl flew through them. The once flakey paint of the sign turned new and fresh. While the old wood of the doors straightened out.

The entire building seemed to grow bigger as the doors changed to accommodate. Even the writing on the sign seemed to have got a renovation. It know read in clean and steady handwriting.

Alchemy

"So" Luke walks toward the entrance doors and touches the handles. "We're going in right?"

And they did, despite Alex's protests, honestly, why did no one listen to him?

"Come on Alex, live a little," Luke says as he pushes the door inward.

"We're dead" Alex points out following closely behind Julie. Even with his unease, he would rather be with them than all alone.

The inside was just as pristine as the outside, with glittering marble floors, and oak tables. Most of the seats were filled and a faint whiff of cinnamon wafted through the air.

Alex had to force himself to not stare at the people scattered around the shop. People covered in amour, and strange clothes. Alex silently hoped he was losing his mind as a squid in a suit, holding a cupcake, slithered past them.

They made their way toward the cashier's desk situated at the back of the building.

"Um.. excuse me but, what is this place?"

Reggie says to a short-haired girl behind the counter. She looked normal enough, not counting the almost see-through wings on her back.

"You guys are new here, huh?"

She says stroking a small cat that lay beside her. The girl seemed unconcerned with their presence like she had been expecting them.

So not only was the place filled with magic, know they could be seen as well. Alex doesn't think he can handle any more shock in one day.

"Yeah, we're kinda new to this whole ghost thing" he finds himself saying as Luke and Reggie look at a sludgy creature passing by.

"Well," she says as she digs around under the counter "You've come to the right place,"

She comes back with two pieces of golden paper and hands them to Julie. "If you wanna work here, you have to ask Willie, he should be upstairs.

Alex peered over Julie's shoulder at the papers, it was a job application. Julie gapes at the other girl as she rings up a customer.

"How did you even know I wanted to-"

Julie doesn't finish as the girl shoos them toward some stairs. Well, they were already here why not go up a creepy set of stairs?

Not that he could call them creepy, the stairs looked just as good as everything else in this place. Honestly, it seemed like Alex was the only one questioning things.

"Alex I can feel you thinking," Julies says as they ascend the stairs, stopping now and again to move out of the way of other customers.

Alex has to grab Reggie before he runs face-first into a white-haired man, and a man dressed in bright colors. Did the other one have a lute?

"Yeah dude, you're like oozing anxiety"

"What did I say about that word"

Alex says as Luke opens the doors that lead to the second floor. Somehow this part looked weirder than the last.

"I mean how are you guys not freaking out? What don't even know what this place is-"

His train of thought is quickly derailed as he focuses on a short boy, quietly putting up bottles.

Why was he so pretty? Who was he, and how did he make Alex's heart skip a beat, and make his palms sweaty. They hadn't even talked yet, and Alex already feels like they've known each other for years.

"Guys, I think Alex died again" Reggie states as he waves a hand in front of Alex's face.

"Or maybe," Julie says with a teasing tone in her voice

"He saw a cute boy" she laughs as she follows Alex's gaze toward the boy.

Feeling his cheeks flush Alex sputters indigently as Luke wiggles his eyebrows at him.

"I wasn't-I just-he's so" Alex struggled to find the words as he mumbled.

"Pretty?" Julie says

"Handsome?" Reggie says in a singsong voice

"Hot" Luke says pinching at Alex's cheek

And honestly, that didn't help at all in Alex's crises, was he that obvious? If Luke noticed, then it must be obvious. Oh god, what if the cute boy noticed him staring. Alex doesn't think he would be able to handle that without dying a second time.

But it seemed like Luke had other plains as he dragged Alex toward the boy. Meanwhile, Reggie and Julie, the traitors, took a sudden interest in a candle.

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Willie's day was pretty normal so far, well as far as normal goes with his profession. He opened up shop at 7, enough time to prepare for the many people who came in at 9.

But there was one thing that managed to slip his mind as he opened up for the day. Allision, one of his workers, had quit yesterday. She had reluctantly left to rule over her late father's kingdom.

Her leave was sudden and unexpected, so much so that Willie had forgotten she wouldn't be at the shop.

Usually, there would be two people for each portion of the shop to make sure everything was in order. And every week everyone would switch. And today was Willie's and Allision's turn to restock the magic part of the shop.

Only the problem arouse when Cherry and Oliver needed a few extra hands with the bakery. Willie's brain had just automatically assumed that Allision would take care of the work upstairs.

And with that in mind, he had opened as soon as he was done with the bakery.

Which meant he had to scramble to restock the various potions and magical items, thankfully no one needed them as soon as they opened.

He could ask Frank to come in a little early, but Willie knows the man's exams would be soon.

Letting out a small sigh Willie picked up the small box of potions in front of him. Willie could handle the magic shop, after all, it wasn't like he hadn't before.

Distracted by the small buzzing coming from the cards attached to his hip, Willie has to dodge to not run into Luie, a small sludge creature.

Stopping at a counter he pulls out a slim black card from the deck, and gently placed it in front of him.

"Hey, Boss so you remember how we need some help?"

Cherry's voice rings out from the card he had put down.

"Yeah, how could I forget?"

Willie refuses to acknowledge the slip up he had made, he grabs the first bottle to put on the shelf as he listens to Cherry.

"A human just came through, looking for a job for her and a friend"

She states with the ching of the register accompanying her voice. She pauses to take someone's order before she continues.

"There were also a couple of ghosts with her, I think the blonde one is exactly your type"

Willie holds back a groan as he hears Cherry laugh on the other end. For some reason, his workers loved matchmaking him. His one saving grace had been Cherry who had shooed everyone off when they tried putting him with the latest person. But it seems like not even Cherry could hold herself back.

Snatching the cards back up, thus ending the connection. Willie let out a huff as he continued putting the potions on the shelf.

Honestly, Willie can't understand why they thought he needed them to butt into his love life. He didn't want to date anyone, he had his shop and he doesn't need anything else.

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Alex was going to faint. He had gotten Luke and Reggie to leave him alone by distracting them with the trinkets nearby. And Julie had dropped it on her own, seeing how uncomfortable Alex was.

And everything had been fine for about 10 minutes. They explored the shop, and Alex continued to sneak glances at the boy as he made his way to the back.

Eventually. Julie finally remembered why they were there in the first place.

"Guys, focus we're supposed to find Willie"

Alex doesn't know how, but as soon as Luke registered Julie's words he fell.....right where an owl soundly slept. Needless to say, the owl wasn't too pleased.

Loud squawking and shouting filled the air as the same owl from the entrance picked at Luke.

"Wow I've never seen her so mad before, what did he do?"

Alex glanced at the boy who had situated on the counter, swallowing back his embarrassment. Just act naturally he told himself, stuffing his shaking hands into his hoodie.

"He fell on her, though he did threaten her with a stick earlier,"

There short and to the point, he even managed to keep his voice steady when he said it.

"A stick? I'm surprised she didn't run him out already"

Alex feels the boy shift beside him as they watched Luke's futile attempts to get the owl away.

"Does she, uh do that often?"

Alex leans himself on the counter missing the other boy's stare as he watched Reggie cheer the bird on.

"All the time, especially when someone tries to steal...I'm Willie by the way"

It takes Alex's brain a few seconds to register the name, wondering how they didn't find out sooner. Willie was the only one who seemed to be working. Alex chalks it up to there excitement they had when they entered the shop. At least Julie didn't have to worry about Willie being a demon.

"Alex and my friend Julie is looking for you, she wants to know if she can work here"

"Well, why didn't you guys say anything sooner?"

Willie says as he hops down from the counter, letting out a loud whistle. Almost instantly the bird's focus changes from Luke, flying away from him and perching onto Willie's shoulder.

"So,"

He says once Julie helps Luke up from his place on the floor.

"I hear one of you wants to work here"

Bioshock Rebirth Part 1 told in a humorous way

Showed this to @feckinatlas like some of the others. I had this in my draft oh wait. Yeah this is part of my Bioshock Rebirth AU, my reimagining/reboot of the Bioshock franchise. While I don’t wanna write a full on novel because I’m lazy like that. Yet I wanted to make a funny recap. Originally this would of been part 1 and 2. But I decided to keep as 1 right now.

Basically was inspired by stuff like the ByteSize recaps of The Last Of Us. So if you want to know the full story but keep it short. Despite some parts seem long and deep. Yet this is told in a humorous way. Hopefully you enjoy it. Including the night before I am uploading this. I decided to add Booker’s parts because I imagine him as a boss.

Part 1.

Archie: My aircraft was shot down and now it crashed into the ocean near this lighthouse! What the Hell is all this!? Andrew Ryan? An underwater city called Rapture? Weird looking people trying to kill me? Weird diving suit monsters with drills? Little girls holding giant needles? What the Hell is going on down here?

Atlas: Oy lad! My name is Atlas. I’m the leader of the rebellion going against Ryan. He’s an asshole and I made the distress call. We need to take Ryan down and we need your help.

Archie: Okay man who I trust and grow to admire as a father figure who reminds me of myself. Hi two ladies.

Daisy: Hey there I’m Daisy. I’m Atlas’s 2nd in command and....I guess I’m gay with Diane.

Diane: We had a weird history.

Archie: Ah no judgement there. :)

Atlas: Now we need your help rescuing this young girl Ryan has imprisoned. We don’t know why she’s imprisoned but we need to save her.

Later.

Elizabeth: I’m Elizabeth and I want to go Paris! But I’m stuck in this tower. :( But you’re real and that’s so awesome! :D

Archie: Hi Elizabeth! I’m here to rescue you! 

Bluto: Who in the fuck wants her out!?

Archie: AH SHIT HE’S A BIG DIVING SUIT MONSTER! 

*When they get out.*

Elizabeth: Oh my God it’s so great out here!

Archie: Oh crap I’m starting to like her.

*As they explore Rapture more.*

Atlas: Ah crap they’re working like a team! She’s using these small tears to help him out while he shoots stuff!

Elizabeth: I feel like I’m gonna lose my mind and go crazy seeing all this death and unpleasant stuff. :( Especially after meeting that Steinman guy.

Archie: You’re going to be alright. Nothing is gonna hurt you. Don’t become apathetic. We’ll get through this together. :)

Elizabeth: I feel comfortable with you. :)

Atlas: Now since that Big Daddy is dead. Put that Little Sister out of her misery!

Archie: Oh Hell no man! There has to be another way!

Brigid: Do not hurt my little ones. Hello young man and young girl. Use this thing to free them from their torment.

Archie: Ah thanks lady. :)

Atlas: Don’t trust her Arch! She’s responsible for them!

Archie: But she’s trying to help them! :(

Booker: Argh! I work for Ryan’s personal guard! You’re Atlas’s Dog. I’ll send my troopers to get that girl back. Including I’ll wonder if I should capture or kill you!

*After going around unpopulated and some populated parts in Rapture for nearly a week.*

Archie: Ah man Tenenbaum’s safehouse is pretty nice. And these Little Sisters are kids and are great. :) Yet Brigid seems weird around. Especially she looked like I looked familiar. Even Atlas did so too. And sometimes he says these three words sometimes and my head hurts.

Later.

Julie: These are my franken trees.

Archie and Elizabeth: Woah!

Later.

Cohen: I’m Sander Cohen and I’m a weird and disgusting artist guy! 

Archie: Ugh I don’t like him.

Elizabeth: Me neither.

Jasmine: Hi I’m Jasmine and I’m a stripper. :)

Archie: This Jasmine lady is very nice. Glad we were able to rescue her.

Later.

Bluto: Argh! Give me back Elizabeth! I’m trying to protect her! 

Archie: We need to stop the Proto-Daddy! We have to kill him.

Elizabeth: No I can’t kill the closest thing I had to a protective brother.

Archie: I understand that Elizabeth but we have to stop him or he’s gonna cause more death and destruction. I would love if there was another way. Including there’s no turning back if you have to stop him.

Elizabeth: I understand but let me be the one who has to put him down. I’m not going to enjoy this.

*Puts him through a tear that sends him into space as he falls from orbit.*

Bluto: Nooooo! You were my best friend Elizabeth!

Elizabeth: :(

Archie: I’m sorry for your loss. I’m sure he was a great friend. *Hugs her to comfort her.* You’re still a good person.

Booker: Argh! That’s it boy scout let’s fight! Why the Hell aren’t you mutating? Why are you so badass? How are you able to kill so many of my troopers with some what ease! Fight me boy scout! I’ll show you how a real soldier fights!

Archie: Okay gruff old man!

Booker: No you beat me! I just want my daughter back! She’s the only important thing in my life! She deserves better than this. :(

Elizabeth: You’re my father. 

Archie: I’m not gonna kill you because while you’re an asshole. You don’t wanna hurt children and you still love your daughter. Now let’s go Elizabeth. 

Later.

Atlas: Alright Arch we’re close to getting to Ryan. How about you go to Ryan and take him down. Whether you kill him or not. I’ll take care of Tenenbaum and Elizabeth since they trust me a lot. Even though with Tenenbaum she still doesn’t trust me fully.

Archie: Thanks Atlas. You’re a great friend. :) Now excuse me while me and some others go to Ryan. You can take care of the two closest people I’ve known in my life. I’m sure they will be in good hands.

Later.

Archie: It’s over Ryan! 

Ryan: A man chooses. A slave obeys. A broken slave has no purpose. You’re a broken machine who’s entire life was a lie. 

Archie: Bullshit. >:(

Ryan: Would you kindly? Familiar phrase.

Archie: Ah my head hurts AND OH MY GOD ATLAS KEPT USING THAT PHRASE AND I’VE BEEN SEEING WEIRD SHIT LIKE ME WANTING TO KILL YOU!

Ryan: Yes he has and you saw that Fontaine was involved in your process. Now beat me to death with this golf club so you can prove you’re just a slave.

Archie: Hell no old man! >:( *Takes the genetic key and goes back to Atlas.*

Later.

Archie: Atlas how did you know of the WYK plans?

Atlas: I don’t know what you’re talking about boyo? But hey did you know Elizabeth’s lips taste like strawberries? She tried to kiss me you know.

*Atlas gets knocked out by a wrench and Archie finds the two ladies tied up.*

Elizabeth: Oh my God you came back! I found out I was born full of ADAM!

Brigid: Yes he did thank goodness you came back. Atlas terrorized us! 

Archie: I’m here to save you two from Atlas because he’s been lying to me about a lot of stuff. *His radio gets called.* Hello?

Atlas: Code Yellow. >:)

Archie: AHHHHH! I’m slowly dying and it’s more raw now! My life is flashing right before my eyes! 

Elizabeth: Oh no Archie! :(

Brigid: We need help and have to find the stuff to stop him from dying! We owe it to him!

Archie: I’m slowly losing my mind! I’m dying! I’m remembering everything! Andrew Ryan! Frank Fontaine! Yi Suchong! Brigid Tenenbaum! Jasmine Jolene! the Lutece twins! Johnny Topside! What the Hell happened to me!? What is my life!? I’m remembering everyone I met in Rapture! I’m not 23 and actually 5 years old!? My name is Jack Ryan!? What the Hell happened to my life!?

After that he wakes up.

Archie: Brigid knew who I was! I’m angry! >:( She had a hand in ruining my life!

Elizabeth: Archie no! I forgave Brigid! Please don’t hurt her!

Brigid: Ah yes you’re pointing a gun on me that I made sure has no ammo. I think you finally remember everything. :(

Archie: My real name is Jack Ryan. I’m actually 5 years old. I literally was ordered to snap a puppy’s neck by Suchong. Frank was gonna use me to save Elizabeth and kill Ryan! You were one of the people responsible for ruining my life!? And you didn’t tell me when you found out it was me!? I’m not a actual human because of what you, Fontaine, and Suchong did to me! I was supposed to be a slave! What the Hell did Johnny Topside do to me!? >:O

Brigid: Yes I had a hand. But I feel great shame. You were meant to be a sleeper agent. But Johnny discovered you. He couldn’t handle the idea of someone like you going through that. So he kidnapped you, punched Suchong in the face, and he had help reprogramming you. I felt empathy as well. This happened when I realized what I did to the Little Sisters. Me and him changed your life. We gave you the name Archie. While the Lutece twins made sure you were in a place where Fontaine could never find you.

Archie: Johnny did that?

Brigid: Yet due to the experiments done on you. Along with you going through military training. You became stronger than you ever were. Yet it was your own choice to become a soldier.

Archie: Woah.

Brigid: Fontaine used Johnny’s death as propaganda. As if Johnny was the first to rebel against Ryan. In a way he did. But the truth was that all Johnny wanted for you was a normal life. In a way he was practically the real Atlas in a way. Since Atlas was inspired by him. Including some of Johnny’s traits and memories went to you in a different way. He became a slave to give you freedom. And I feel terrible that I couldn’t save him. :( You don’t have to forgive me. 

Archie: I forgive you. ;_; *Breaks down crying as Brigid, Elizabeth, and the Little Sisters hug him. Because before this. He showcased he was more human than he ever was.*

Later.

Archie: We gonna stop Frank! 

Atlas: Oy you fucking mistake! You were the closest thing I had to a son! You were meant to be my Ace In The Hole! Yet you didn’t kill Ryan! You got too close to Mother Goose, the Little Magician, those brats, and anyone else! Johnny Topside ruined everything! Tenenbaum betrayed! So you know what, I’m gonna take the woman you’ve grown to love! She and all the ADAM in this city are gonna make me a lot money! You are gonna die alone because you have everything I didn’t have!

Archie: Johnny Topside was more of a father than you ore Ryan could ever be! >:(

Atlas: That’s it time for the disappointment wrench! >:(

*Hits him with the disappointment wrench.*

Elizabeth: No! ;_;

Atlas: My secret is out! I gonna get the Hell out of this city! Everything’s gone busto!

Archie: We gonna save Elizabeth! He has the genetic key! We need to kill Frank Fontaine!

Daisy: We the remaining rebellion can help you!

Archie: That’s great! But I’m worried we may need some Little Sisters help to free Elizabeth! I don’t want to put them in danger.

Brigid: Don’t worry I’ll trust you and we believe in you. We’ll help however we can.

Later.

Archie: It’s okay Elizabeth! I’m coming! Holy shit Frank is that you!?

Atlas: I’m half transformed by this ADAM and using some power from Elizabeth. Now time to go mano a mano against you.

*Both men just scream battle cries at each other as they fight to the death.*

Atlas: I’m so angry at you! I’m gonna beat you to death! Meaning you can’t save this woman you’ve grown to love! 

*Miranda, Sally, and some Little Sisters free Elizabeth so she can use a tear on him.*

Atlas: Ah crap! 0_0;

*Archie screams a battle cry as he stabs Atlas in the chest with a ADAM syringe and hangs him brutally down a glass ceiling. Resulting in the death of Atlas/Frank Fontaine.*

Archie: Hooray we did it! :)

Elizabeth: Yes we did it! :)

Daisy: Fontaine is dead! Ryan is gone! Let’s make Rapture a place where a community can safely live at. :)

Archie: I’m not alone anymore too. I have a family now! 

*Two months of changing stuff as much as they can. Since there is the scary risk if Rapture is found by the surface.*

During that time, relaxation, relationships developing. Also this.

Jasmine: I’m sorry that I sold you for money. I know you must hate me. 

Archie: I forgive you. :) I understand and you’re my birth mom.

Jasmine: Thank you. ;_; *They just hug each other.* I’m so proud of you.

TASK 001:

FLAUNT Magazine sits down w/ Amethyst Pryce!

Amethyst is struggling to hear over a blow dryer. We’re in a small photography studio in at PRYCE Production Studios and the 26-year-old beauty is honing her look before the shoot. Everyone was a little late (traffic), but now the space is humming with garment hangers sliding across clothes racks and paper grocery bags shuffling snacks to their designated areas. Amethyst is seated in a sweatshirt, juggling two stylists preparing her for a shoot, interview questions, and FaceTime calls from a teenage sneaker broker and influencer. Last night she was battling with her event planner trying to iron out details for her upcoming event for the famed PRYCE Productions, and she’s preparing for a huge roll out to reintroduce the company to this generation. But despite this dizzying to-do list, the Bay Area native is relaxed, almost unbothered. It’s just another day in Amethyst’s world. Her brother Akeem Pryce is nearby, keeping her sane by forcing her into rap cyphers with him. This puts a lot into perspective but the question still remains: who is Amethyst Pryce?

Interviewer: For those who don’t know, tell us a little about who you are.

A: I’m the daughter of Allen Pryce, one of the most critically acclaimed producer/directors in the movie and TV industry. My brother, Akeem and I are the heirs to PRYCE Production.

Interviewer: That’s a crazy world to be apart of, dating must be crazy? Do you find it harder to date?

A: Well I think I make it hard, I don’t allow myself to make one person a priority.

Interviewer: Now you said ‘person’, does that mean you aren’t totally hetero?

A: Amethyst smirks, before giving a simple head nod. Women are nice to look at, can you blame me? Don’t get me wrong I love men, but it’s something about loving a woman that just... I can’t explain it.

Interviewer: So in your own words, what do you identify as?

A: I’m bisexual, gender wise I am female and I use she/her.

Interviewer: So earlier you mentioned that you were an heir, let’s expand on that and your role at PRYCE Productions.

A: Sure, I have taken on the role as Producer/Screenwriter. I’ve pretty much been a writer my whole life. I’ve always loved having writing as an outlet especailly with everything I’ve been through. The producer role was introduced to me by my father, who got me the opportunity to intern for Quentin Tarantino.

Interviewer: Wait, THE Quentin Taratino?

A: Yes, Mr. Pulp Fiction himself.

Interviewer: I have to admit, that’s pretty impressive. How did he introduce you guys and did you even know how big of deal that was at the time?

A: The day of my 17th birthday, and it was the summer, July 7th. Cancer gang baby! So I was old enough to know like who he was and what that opportunity would mean for me. I just remember my Dad calling me into his office and there he was. Quentin Tarantino in a tie dye shirt. And the rest was history.

Interviewer: So I’m sure you gained a lot knowledge and experience from both him and your father. Are you afraid of letting them down? That’s a lot of pressure for someone who isn’t even in their 30s yet.  Do you have any fears at all?

A: I can’t lie and say I don’t feel any pressure but pressure makes diamonds and I’m already a gem. I think I’m just afraid to not accomplish everything I want to professionally and personally before I die.

Interviewer: So, what are your aspirations:

A: I want to make my first million dollars from a film or TV show that I wrote and produced by myself, no Daddy involved. I got all this old money, I wanna be able to say I got some of it on my own. I want to find love someday and have a big ass family. I really want to have a house in the Philippines as well. A big ass crib.

Interviewer: Most of your goals seem pretty family-oriented, which is surprising because you’re very driven and flashy. Some could mistake you for boujie, especially with your upbringing. What do you have to say about that?

A: I get that assumption a lot. Crazy thing is, I’m only so ‘flashy’ because of my mother. I remember watching her get decked out in the flyest shit to go to galas and movie premieres with my father. She was an amazing host and always had us looking fly whenever she hosted parties. I get my sense of style from her. She was everything. I’m not boujie though, maybe a lil girly but hey.

Interviewer: Some people may be familiar with the tragic loss of your mother, but to some this is all new information so if it’s alright, can you talk a bit about that?

A: My mother was diagnosed with stage 3 brain cancer, the proper term is Glioma. My brother and I didn’t know because she begged my father not to tell us. So we basically went on about life like nothing was wrong. Eventually her condition worsened and she ended up in intensive care in the hospital, soon after that she was gone.

Interviewer: That must have been tough, I couldn’t imagine dealing with something like that. I’m so sorry for your loss.

A: Thank you but I didn’t lose her, I gained an angel. I talk to my mom every chance I get. On days I feel like I can’t get through, I just feel her presence and her love. It’s funny because even in the afterlife, she remains the glue of our family.

Interviewer: That’s a beautiful way to look at it, you have this strength about you that just glows. How are you not married yet?

A: Shit, you tell me honey? If you let my best friend Ashtyn tell it, I’m a grandma and a prude.

Interviewer: Are you really?

A: Hello no, but she thinks I work too much and don’t make enough time to play. And she’s not wrong, but I just feel like if you like me then you should be fightin’ for my attention. Chase me and I’ll love you forvever. A girl likes to feel appreciated.

Interviewer: Well, you heard it here first ladies and gentlemen, if you want a chance with Amethyst you’re gonna have to come correct.

A: Period! Nah but I just want some romance, like 4 page letter, getting caught in the rain kinda romance.

Interviewer: Well since we’re on the topic, what are your likes and dislikes?

A: I like wings and I love sushi. I dislike waiting and I hate repeating myself.

Interviewer: So impatient and greedy? Got it.

A: Oh, wow. I can’t say you’re wrong.

Interviewer: If you had to describe your social media presence, what would you say?

A: My twitter is a bunch of inside jokes and me rambling at 3 A.M. Snapchat was originally just for my close friends but I’ve opened it up for my fans so I can take them through my work days at PRYCE Production studios and just my work days and trips in general. My instagram is my favorite app to use because I get to showcase my style. I love to put looks together. I’m the type of girl to beat my face and get dressed just to go get a snack from the kitchen.

Interviewer: Now take us through your phone, what’s going on there?

A: I have three phones. One is a business phone, for all holllywood friends, contacts and connections. One phone is kinda like a business phone but I use it to stay in contact with staff at PRYCE Production studios. And the last one, of course, is a personal phone for friends, family and a boo thang when I get one.

Interviewer: Okay, I love to end interviews with this question becasuse the answer says a lot more about you than anything else will. What is your music taste like?

A: Oh that’s a hard one. I really love all genres. I can go from Biggie to Mary J. Blige, to Old Dominion, to Elton John, to Queen to Frank Ocean, to Juvenile, to Too Short... It all depends on the mood I’m in or the mindset I need to be in at that moment.

Interviewer: I think that is officially one of my favorite answers. Amethyst, thank you for sitting down with me today. I can’t what to see what you do with PRYCE Productions

A: Thank you, it was a pleasure being here with you, truly. This was fun.

The one with teenage whores and miniskirts

July 12, 1986.

Today, as of writing this, I have to admit to something, and not to mention, it's the one thing I hate doing. I actually have confess to doing something kind of off-color. I say this because the whole neighborhood is on high alert still from the murders and I have been needing a release of sorts.

(Charlotte's note: surely it can't be that bad? One time a button flew off of my top and it showed off the front of my bra and a lot of skin. I didn't realize it at first, even with all of the leering gazes at me.)

It was kind of a warm day today and so Ceecee and I were walking about the neighborhood in these little black miniskirts and matching camisoles, and our mirrored sunglasses. She made a joke about the two of us wearing black even in the hot summer sun, I forget the exact phrasing of it but it got a laugh out of me. I also told her we should perform another show dressed like this but in an outdoor arena where the audience consists of sweat and flower power as far as the eye can see. All the while, the two of us should garner enough sweat to render us the hottest chicks in Seattle. We were sitting at the little juice shop a few blocks away from the neighborhood, right there on the front porch so we could feel the cool lick of a breeze coming in from the Puget Sound. I was thinking about Joey and James, and if either of them received my letters. Ceecee sat there in the chair underneath the umbrella sipping on her little cup of strawberry kiwi juice with ice mixed in, and then at one point, she peered over her sunglasses at me. She might've been looking at my chest, I can't say. But I noticed her staring at me and I asked her, "penny for your thoughts?" And she replied, "do you ever think of the boys at all?" "All the time. Ever since I sent off the letters to James and Joey, I've been thinking about them so much as of late." She folded her arms over her chest and atop the table—it was one of those tables with the phony diamond-shaped grating making up the top of it. But I don't think she cared about whether or not upon lifting her arms, she had those markings on her skin. She licked her lips and let the sunglasses slide down the bridge of her nose a bit so she peeked over at me. The sun was high in the sky at that point, such that even the slightest of breeze could send me into a rouse of euphoria. "Do you remember when we were in high school," she began again, this time in a low voice, low enough just for me to hear, "and if we weren't studying music or writing and whatnot, I would try and get a rise out of you and guys I thought you liked?" "How could I forget?" I teased her, sipping through the straw. "So what do you think?" she continued. "What do I think what?" "About James and Joey. You oughta share your feels for them. I saw how the two of them were looking at you when we were performing outside of the Coliseum when the show was cancelled. Joey had this spark in his eye the second you opened your mouth. And then there was James and how he held you when we were in the hotel a couple of weeks ago on your birthday." I squirmed in my seat. I never liked it when Ceecee would whip out questions like that in high school and to this day, I still feel put in a Petri dish and slotted under the bottom lens of a microscope. "Come on, Chris. Admit it—there are two guys you've got your eye on. Surely you feel one more than the other." She gave her reddish hair a light toss back from her neck and I could tell she was feeling hot herself. "Last night, Clara and I were talking to each other about the guys. And she told me Frank and Charlie seem like such sweethearts, because they were willing to let her get close to them both. I have to admit, I think Kirk and Cliff are both totally hot. I can see it in their eye, too. Cliff thought I was this hot little thing while Kirk could hardly take his eyes off of me. Now what about James and Joey for you, though?" I nibbled on my bottom lip. I'll admit, I felt so much uncertainty right at that moment. We were out in public with the sun beating down on the umbrella over us and the breeze lacked enough to make me want my scrunchie. I didn't have it because I never thought it would be that hot under the umbrella. "Come on, Chris. You always came up short in school—but we're not teenage whores anymore. So come on. Uncover yourself." I sighed through my nose. "Okay," I started. "First of all, I like how James always keeps me guessing. And I think it's just his blond hair, but I almost felt like I saw some of myself in him when we first met." "Wow," she remarked, reaching for one of the napkins on the table before us. "He also seemed... I wanna say 'lost'. Like he doesn't have any idea where he's going in life. It makes sense given his past and whatnot. I like how tall he is, too. Makes me feel a little more... I'd say feminine." "And what about Mr. Joey?" "Joey..." I was diving into unknown territory here. Talking about James allowed me to dip my toe into some reservoir of myself that I was unaware of for years. I looked on Ceecee, who kept the tip of the straw pressed to her bottom lip. "What do you think of Joey?" she repeated, still keeping her voice low. "Joey... is..." I sputtered. "Yes?" "...sexy." Her lips curled up into a mischievous smile right then. "Oh, come on, you just wanted me to say that," I scoffed at her. "Alright, I'll admit it," she teased me, accompanying it with a roll of her eyes. "But be honest, though. Tell me what it is that you want with that reg." "James, I wanna help and collaborate with. Joey—" I paused again. It was on the tip of my tongue. "Chris, have you ever touched yourself before?" she asked me. "What!" I could feel my face growing hot, and I had no idea if it was from the heat of the sun or from embarrassment. "Be honest, have you ever touched yourself before?" "Like..." I nodded down to in between my legs. "Exactly." I shifted my weight in my seat again. "Don't tell you haven't!" "Cees, I've always been focused on school and improving our careers. I could never muster the time or the energy to do something... like that." "Well, it's really simple, though. Just think of Joey and put your hand down your pants and stroke your fingers on that spot right between your legs." "Ceecee!" I hissed at her. "What?" "We're in public!" "That just makes it hotter, though," she pointed out. She turned her head, probably to make sure no one was looking in our direction. "Think of his dick," she whispered into my ear. "Think of his butt. Picture him with no clothes on!" "Ceecee!" "Chris, you obviously think he's hot stuff given you hesitated twice when you tried to talk about how you feel about it." The whole thing made me so uncomfortable. I wasn't used to feeling that way about someone, much less someone like Joey. Whenever I tried to not think of him, I could only think of him more and more. Ceecee's mischievous grin wasn't helping matters, either. "I don't want to talk about it, though," I insisted, standing to my feet, picking up my juice, and stalking away from there. The sun beat down on my back but it was the least of my problems at that point. I uncovered something within me and my own best friend kept pushing me towards it when I didn't want to, at least not right there in public. "Chris, wait!" she called after me. I kept walking up the sidewalk, underneath a row of oak trees, much to my relief because the breeze had held still for too long at that point. I took my seat behind one of the trees there on the grass. "Chris!" she repeated, but I didn't turn around even with her calling out to me. "Chris," she said again in a huff. I folded my arms over the tops of my knees to hide myself from her. She sat down right next to me: I glared over at the sunglasses still balanced on the bridge of her nose. "Why did you do that?" I demanded. "You put me in a really uncomfortable position back there, between the damn heat on the umbrella to the fact I could never answer a question like that, especially in a public setting." "I know, I know," she confessed, "and I feel bad, too. When you stormed away, I thought 'shit, that was too much. I've gotta apologize to her.'" I fumed and turned my head away from her to take another sip of juice. I never liked answering those sorts of questions and I still don't, even with Ceecee having pushed me over the edge like she did. "You know, if it makes you feel any better," she began again, "I had this weird feeling when Cliff first laid eyes on me, like he wanted to have sex with me right there in the alleyway outside of the Coliseum." "Really?" I was shocked by that. "Yeah. He kept looking at me like he was checking me out and whenever I said something to him, he got this... I wanna say naughty look on his face. Kept licking his lips and at one point, I looked down at his jeans and I could sense it." She shifted her weight right there right next to me. "I also wanted to bring it up because I've always wanted to talk about other things other than the same shit we talk about all the time, too. Yeah, it's kinda dumb at times—especially now with the King of Hearts on the loose—but you know, I think of it as like with music. There comes a point where it stops being playful and turns into serious business. There comes a point where the phrase 'I wanna fuck someone silly' stops being a joke. So—I hope you can forgive me for pushing you over the edge." I was silent for a good long while before I spoke again. Maybe she was right and maybe this was a sign that I need to stop feeling as though the whole world is out to get me. We're a band, for crying out loud. Maybe this was a step in the right direction for me, to admit that I feel like this for a guy I met not even a few weeks ago. "You know," I started again, "if it makes you feel any better, I'll have you know that yes—I meant it when I said Joey is sexy." "I thought so," she confessed. "It was just that momentary hesitation that gave it away. But I just couldn't resist the grin on my face when you said that, because I thought 'yes! Chris is the real deal!' But that's good, though, that you think he can get it. So let's expand on it—what do you like about him?" "I like his legs, he's got very nice legs." "They're awful thin, though." "He's a hockey player so I would think of nice, sinewy toned muscles." "Oh, I see. What else?" "I like his hips, too." "Ooh, sensual. I've always had a thing for hips, too." "I like his hair. It's that nice lush curly black hair that's got this sweet flyaway quality to it." "Kirk's hair is like that, too," she added. "Oh, yeah, it is! And... I don't know about you, but... Joey just looks—sweet, I'd say. You know, he's got those big brown eyes and that kind of shy look on his face. He looks like a really sweet guy. We also haven't heard him sing, either." "Oh, I know!" Ceecee declared. "I'm dying to hear him sing. Kirk and Frank both say he's got pipes like it's nobody's business. I hope we can hear him at some point." "And—this is just me, but I like how skinny Joey is. I dunno, he's just—" And once I couldn't resist the smile on my face, I knew that was it. I am attracted to Joey. "—just something about the lack of flesh on his body that makes me—" "Chris," she stated. "Yeah?" "You know, we're in miniskirts." "And?" "There's no one around, either." "Ceecee, no." "Come on. Like I said—just reach down and have a little touch in between your legs. I'll admit it was weird for me when I did it the first time. But think of Joey—think of everything that gets you riled up about him and touch yourself." I nibbled on my bottom lip and realized she was right. We both peered around to make sure no one was walking by or so happened to look in our direction. I sighed through my nose and took one final sip of juice before I unbuttoned my skirt. Despite the heat, she nestled up right next to me to protect me. I sank my fingers on the inside of my underwear and down in between my legs. I thought of Joey's legs, docked in those skintight painted-on jeans and accentuated by his black leather boots, stretching all the way up to his hips and his waist. I could only imagine how his butt looked in them. He's so skinny, and yet so hungry. Hungry for those cupcakes. Hungry for something else. So my apology is I'm sorry I actually jerked off in public. I never got caught given Ceecee had a good watch on the street before us, but I'm glad there wasn't a cop roaming about because a ticket for exposure is the last thing my mom needs to worry about, what with the murders and the victims resembling to me and whatnot.