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flowerwrites06 · 3 years

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break my mind’s eye special — jjk

Plot: Jungkook thinks marriage is the only way to seal a deal.

Pairing(s): Druglord!Jungkook x Fashion Designer!OC (Name: Belle)

Rating: G | PG | M | R 18+

Type: Drabble | Oneshot | Two Parter | Series

Word Count: 7k+

Genre: Mafia | Angst/Smut/Fluff

Tags & Warnings (for entire series): drug dealing, marriage through trickery, explicit smut, drug use, dubious consent, prostitution, miscarriage, lots of manipulation, impregnation through manipulation

Walking through the dark halls of permanently stained apartment building, Jungkook finally stood in front of a familiar number written on the text. He rapped at the wooden door a few times hearing a couple of grunts and rummaging from the other side. He sighed. “It’s me, Hoseok, you don’t have to hide the weed.”

“ Oh! ”

A few locks clicked here and there before the door swung open to welcome a light air of smoke mixed with the stench alone that could make Jungkook high. Hoseok gave him a loose smile, holding onto his arm as a wide grin spread across his lips. “You finally made it!”

Jungkook hummed trying not to grimace too much at the smell as the older male closed the door behind them.

“Come on, tell me…” Hoseok patted his back, prancing towards the couch where the coffee table was exuding smoke.

The apartment was miniscule with one bedroom door open on the left and a tiny kitchen on the right with a window next to the fridge. Another one near the dining table. Walls were a gross green tint and the floors a dull brown with black velvet couches that were ripped a little at the edges. But Jungkook could not complain.

“Tell you what?” The younger male dropped his bag on the floor and sat on the couch next to him, burying his hands into the pockets of his hoodie.

Hoseok picked his joint back up and hovered it near his lips. “What was prison like?” He sucked in his cheeks causing the ambers to light up at the end before he blew the thick smoke away from Jungkook.

“Like living with a bunch of criminals. What else?”

“So just like old times then.” Hoseok smirked.

Jungkook glanced at the male for a moment before scoffing out a chuckle. “Yeah…pretty much.” Except there was one difference. Every time he pranced with criminals like himself in the past, he was a leader. In prison, he was young, fresh meat. Before he would also come back home to a warm embrace in bed instead of a steel bed alone with a stinky roommate.

“Well it’s all over now.” He blew out another puff of smoke, shifting to rest his head back against the couch. “You can start doing something else with your life. Something different. Not a lot of people like us get that chance.”

For the first time, he noticed a slight sadness in Hoseok’s tone despite being pumped with artificial endorphins.

His eyes flickered down to the coffee table, noticing the burger wrappers and scattered newspapers. One of them immediately caught his eye. Jungkook sat up again, pulling one of them out of the pile, the right corner of his lips twitched seeing the familiar face.

‘ FAMED DESIGNER KIM BELLE RULES TOKYO FASHION WEEK ’

A side by side picture of a model wearing violet and gold ensemble which almost resembled the traditional kimono with a modern, royal twist. The picture on the right showed her. Belle wearing a simple black dress with her gorgeous waves out and a gracious smile spread across her lips.

‘ Twenty seven year old fashion designer Kim Belle takes all the popularity and buzz with her winter designs for Tokyo Fashion Week. Showing her long love for traditional Japanese fashion culture along with an inspiring movement for domestic violence and trafficking victims by showcasing broken chains and kimono style gowns. An elegant mix of grace and fight for personal freedom. Truly an impressive successor to the legend that was Madame Saito and we are definitely going to keep an eye out for more of her daring projects. ’

“She made a big damn name of herself.” Hoseok broke through the thick coat of silence Jungkook had around him.

“She deserves it.” More than I ever did.

The older male searched his expression for a moment, scoffing a little. “Dude, I have to ask.”

Jungkook met his gaze as he leaned back onto the couch again with the newspaper still in his hands. “What?”

“Why her?”

His brows furrowed. “What do you mean?”

“I mean you—literally could’ve had anyone in the entire country to pose as your fake wife or whatever. But you chose a fashion designer who barely knew anything about you to begin with…” Hoseok shook his head with a light wince. “What was your angle?” Some part of him did not want to believe Jungkook simply blackmailed someone for his own amusement because he knew the man was better than that.

Jungkook wished he had a decent reason to blurt out to him. Maybe he was just inherently evil and wanted to hurt Belle for his own pleasure. Maybe he wanted to fuck her one time just for kicks before dragging her out a little further until it was too much. Maybe he was just sick in the head, wanting to claim a girl who could not say a word against him because her and her brother’s life were wrapped around his finger. Except none of them felt like the truth. “I honestly thought she’d say no.”

“Oh fuck off—”

“Seriously I…” He shrugged a little. “I really thought she was going to punch me and storm out of there with her brother.”

“But the guards wouldn’t let her. I mean—no offense, buddy but you would’ve probably killed her. Knowing you from back then.” Hoseok scrunched his nose lightly.

“She did something ten times more dangerous though.” Jungkook couldn’t resist the jolt of pride bursting in him. “I destroyed her—so she waited until she destroyed me.”

Hoseok chortled a little, voice incredibly raspy. “I wouldn’t call going to jail for your crimes destroying you but sure…”

Jungkook shared a small laugh, nodding as he looked at her picture again. He could almost still feel her soft skin underneath his palm. How her hair smelled when he would hug her from behind as they slept, the way it soothed him to a calmer sleep.

“It’s a thing of the past though…” He tilted his head as his expression turned a little more serious. “…right? No more pulling her into shit she doesn’t deserve?”

“Yeah—yeah, of course.”

“Good…cause Belle’s the star of the city now. One wrong move towards her, you’re back in jail or worse.” Hoseok raised his brow a little making sure there was not a hint of determination on that young face of doing anything stupid. “You don’t have guards or power by your side and Taehyung isn’t addicted anymore. Has a wife and kid…he’s got the dad anger. So he will beat the living shit out of you if you give him the motivation.”

“I know, Hobi.” Jungkook chuckled, patting his thigh gently. “I don’t want her to go through it again either.”

Hoseok hummed a little taking another waft from his joint as he looked out the window, the sky tinted purple. “Alright. I’m gonna go and eat my girlfriend out.” He patted his shoulder, walking up to his bedroom.

“You had to look at the time for that?” Jungkook winced despite the grin on his face.

“Brother, when you’re together for this long, things need schedules.” He walked out of the bedroom with a black duffel bag putting out the joint onto the ashtray. “Food’s in the fridge and there’s Netflix open on the laptop.”

Jungkook waved him off before the door clicked close leaving him in his thoughts. For some reason, all he could do was look back at the newspaper and try to salvage that warm feeling again. The feeling of a true home that could never be.

Purple faded into a deep blue across the skies as Jungkook paced around the apartment in his bare torso, scattered with more imperfect tattoos. One cellmate liked doing tattoos because it calmed him down so the younger male did not hesitate much to let him use his skin. He was a nice man who had been thrown in jail for being a drug mule all his life and Jungkook could not help but have a nauseating guilt in his stomach.

Drug mules were essentially trafficked human slaves from Jungkooks’ experience. Their owners use their lives and bodies to transport goods without being detected and usually they start off terrifyingly young or desperate or both. All this service was done for almost little to no money. They were more abused victims than criminals but the legal system were not good at telling the difference sometimes.

Jungkook allowed his body to be used as if giving himself some kind of cathartic relief allowing the broken soul to control something else for a while instead of being controlled. Thus his skin now littered with designs of devil horns, tiger flowers and his own personal request was a tiny print font ‘B’ on his collarbone. No one could truly see it up close but he wanted to feel it there.

Chugging a generous sip from his beer bottle, he quietly observed the night sky glimmering with stars while the city shone in neon. The one thing his mansion lacked was the clear view of how alive everything looked at night.

A knock sounded on the door causing his head to shoot to the side.

Hoseok should not have been home at this hour. Even if he was, the man would not knock in his own apartment.

Jungkook opened the kitchen drawer and brandished a knife before making his way over to the door. Another knock sounded again. It was a gentle knock. Almost shy. But he knew better than soften up so easily. Carefully, he peeked through the peephole trying not to make too much of a sound even though the wooden floors creaked far too much.

His heart jumped right up to his throat seeing the familiar face on the other side. Jungkook almost dropped the knife on the floor trying to focus as best as he could. Was he drunk already? Was he dreaming? Gulping down, he placed the knife on the side table along with the beer bottle and opened the door.

When the view became clear to him, Jungkook let out a sharp breath. “Belle.”

Her hair was shorter up to her shoulders compared to the length in the newspaper picture except she still always kept her natural waves. Eyes a little glazed while her flushed lips spread into a weak smile before pressing them together again. “I-I don’t–I don’t know why I’m here.” Belle’s furrowed her brows a little.

“It’s okay.” He whispered. “Come in.”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course.” Jungkook smiled even though a small tinge of sadness shone in his eyes.

He opened the door further for her to enter before closing it behind him. Eyes flickered down to her grey sweatpants and frilly white socks paired with a thick sweater like she just woke up from a nap.

Belle kept her back to him for a few minutes, pretending to observe the apartment even though she was really just trying to figure out why she was here. Questions muddled her mind over and over again. Any valid or logical answer. There was nothing. No reason to be standing here when she tried so hard to walk away from him. She did everything to get away. Now she walked right back without any coercion.

Jungkook tilted his head attempting to meet her gaze but decided not to force it too much. “You cut your hair.” A smile twitched on his lips. “It looks nice.”

She absentmindedly touched her waves, breathing out a small chuckle. “Thank you.”

“Uh—how did you know I was here?”

“Namjoon helped me track you down.” Belle mumbled, guilt pooling in the pit of her belly going behind Yoongi’s back like this. She still remembered what Namjoon said when he gave her the address.

‘I’m only giving you this because I know you’re tough as nails…no matter what people say to you…but the second anything goes wrong, you call me.’ Namjoon had become a close friend in the last few years. He had been escorting her back and forth from home to work.

Yoongi had been disallowed to see her after being undercover so he could get a proper therapy before doing field work again. So Namjoon seemed the next obvious choice to take care of her.

Finally Belle turned around to face him, eyes raking down his torso and seeing new designs etched on his skin. Not as precise as the phoenix but still beautiful. “The tattoos look good.”

Jungkook glanced down at his torso with a soft grin. “A friend did them for me.” He met her gaze again even though she quickly averted it, plunging silence back into the room as they waited for it to be filled. “Belle…why are you here?”

Her body deflated as the question lingered in the air, lump growing in her throat while her knees kept trembling. “I—” Belle closed her eyes. “I mis—I missed you.” She smiled sadly before trailing her glossy gaze away again. “It sounds stupid when I say after so long.” Her voice kept getting constricted from the lump, tears filling at the brim of her eyes. “But I still think about you…I still kept that—stupid letter after all these years.”

A familiar warmth seeped through his veins knowing she missed him but it still mixed with dread and guilt. Jungkook scarred her memories forever with his presence and she was so confused on what it meant. He could see the way she shifted and looked away as if trying to push reality away but face it all the same. “I hurt you a lot. I’m so sorry—if I—if I could do it all over again, I’d do it better.”

“How could it have been better?” Belle shook her head. “We met when my brother owed you a debt.”

Jungkook raised his shoulders. “Maybe we’d have met at your boutique.” He attempted to smile a little at the thought of just walking into that boutique and falling in love the normal way. The happy way. “I’d have flirted with you a lot and you’d roll your eyes at me. We’d travel together to Paris or Tokyo, explore the things we love and eat ice-cream until our stomachs ached.” A tiny chuckle passed through his lips.

Belle had to suck in her trembling bottom lip as tears began escaping down her cheeks. “And?”

“We’d get married…properly. Away from my family, we’d relax somewhere at a beach.” The visions in his mind played without any effort causing his eyes to flood knowing it was all an impossible dream now. “We’d have children…we’d love them so much, Belle—”

She couldn’t hold in the sobs that shook through her body. At the very mention of children, Belle felt a tingle under the skin of her belly, memories of the aches still lingering. “Why didn’t you just take the money?”

“What?” He whispered.

“Why didn’t you just take the money? And don’t tell me it was because of business or keeping up appearances. Why? Why me?”

The ever burning question. Even the interrogators asked them the question. What was the motive to taking in Miss Kim? A lot of people owed you debts. Jungkook only answered with a vague, menial answer that had no real connection to his deeds as a boss.

“It was—it was just an impulse…”

Belle’s expression hardened even though her eyes still looked so vulnerable and broken. “An impulse?” Her voice was small and meek. “That’s it?”

“I didn’t think you’d—say yes.”

Saying it to Hoseok was easy. Saying it to Belle felt evil. Jungkook noticed the darkness clouding over her beautiful features, a mixture of heartbreak and pure rage.

“You put my brother’s life on the line and you thought I wasn’t going to say yes?” Belle winced, tone rising back to its original power. A harsh slap of reality learning that one of the most traumatizing experiences of her life happened because one man had an impulse decision to use his power over her.

“Belle, it was years ago—”

“So why am I still getting nightmares about it?!” She shrieked leaving a tense silence to plunge into the room while her voice still echoed through the walls a little. “W-why h-haven’t I stopped seeing t-that mansion every time I close my eyes? Wh-why do I wake u-up scared that I’m still in that room w-while they watch—” Belle let out a loud, trembling breath closing her eyes. Tears rolled down her cheeks, dripping to her chest from her jawline as she hugged herself tightly.

Jungkook stammered, swallowing down the painful lump in his throat as he attempted to keep his composure. “You didn’t have to come and see me.” He whispered.

“I wanted you to see me.” Belle sniffled shakily. “Staying away from you doesn’t help because you could always push it out. I can’t—I can’t push it out because it’s inside me.”

“You think all this has been easy for me? That I just pushed it out?” Jungkook shook his head with a pained expression as their gazes met again. “Yeah our first meeting was an impulse but that didn’t mean it was always like that. I stopped a lot of contact with my family when you told me you were pregnant. That letter was meant to be the last thing I said to my parents before we left.”

Belle wanted to argue that he just started getting sympathetic after her pregnancy but she would be a hypocrite. Even she felt softened knowing a child was growing inside her. “You wanted to kill the mayor too, Jungkook, how long would that have taken?”

“Overnight if it meant I’d be escaping somewhere with you.” Jungkook spoke without hesitation, still remembering all the plans he had in place for their move.

“But I would’ve lost the baby anyway.” She smiled sadly. “It was natural causes.”

The male took a few careful steps forward, trying not to intimidate her but hopefully close a little more distance between them. “I didn’t just do it for the baby, Belle.” Jungkook sighed. “I did it cause I love you…but I knew we couldn’t be happy if we were at that mansion and I was still running the cartel.”

Belle sniffled. “I wish you didn’t love me.” Her chin trembled, her body tired of brewing more sobs as tears filled her eyes again. “I wish I didn’t love you. Maybe all this would be easier.”

“When has it ever been easy between us?”

“That’s the problem.” She pressed her lips together. “Love shouldn’t be this difficult. Maybe sometimes but—every single day wondering whether what you’re feeling is real…or worrying that something terrible is going to happen if I stay with you for too long.” Features contorted in pain as she stumbled on her feet a little.

Jungkook’s inhibitions banished immediately seeing her trip slightly, rushing to her side and gently holding onto her arm. Before he could say anything, he felt Belle rest her head on his chest. A burst of butterflies soared across his belly having that familiar smell touch his nostrils and the warmth of her body radiating onto his cold bare skin.

They didn’t say a single word as Jungkook properly wrapped his arms around her body, fingers brushing through her soft hair. Her sobs were quiet but her body still trembled and his embraced tightened a little. As if praying that all of her pain could be transferred to him so she did not have to suffer through it all.

Belle should have pulled away the moment he touched her but the warmth was too much. Her body felt heavy against his, melting onto his skin almost like they could join as one. Maybe that could repair some of the damage. Breathing became steady as she allowed herself to relax. A protective part of her still tried ensure she was not too vulnerable but another part said it was too late.

In this particular weakened moment, she was his and he was hers.

15 unread messages.

Namjoon: How did it go? Are you good?

Namjoon: Taehyung said you didn’t come home last night.

Namjoon: Belle?

Namjoon: I don’t want to have to track you down.

Namjoon: Please tell me if you’re okay.

Namjoon: Yoongi and Taehyung found out, I’m sorry.

Belle: I’m okay.

Namjoon: Jesus, don’t scare me like that.

Namjoon: Where are you?

Belle: I’m still at Jungkooks’ place.

Namjoon: Okay. Is everything alright?

Belle: I don’t know.

Namjoon: What do you mean? Did he hurt you?

Belle: No.

Namjoon: Just tell me what happened.

Namjoon: Look I’m not Yoongi or Taehyung. I won’t get mad, alright? You can tell me.

Belle: I slept with him.

Namjoon: Okay that’s fine.

Belle: No it’s not.

Namjoon: Did he hurt you or force you or anything?

Belle: No, no it was consensual.

Namjoon: Then I don’t see an issue.

Belle: How?

Namjoon: Considering he’s a former drug lord, I expected far worse things done to you then you two just consensually having sex.

Belle: Are they really angry?

Namjoon: I’ll handle Yoongi and Angel’s handling Taehyung. They’re grown men, they’ll get over it.

Namjoon: Just come back up again.

Belle: Okay. Thank you, Joon.

Namjoon: Anytime.

Belle let out a sigh, chest falling a little as she hugged her phone for a moment before placing it on the nightstand. Eyes scanned the ceiling, a few brownish stains here and there but nothing far too putrid. Her old apartment usually had those stains after a storm. She felt Jungkook shift a little, his arm still resting over her body while his face buried into her neck. It was so easy allowing the warmth to coat their little bubble.

Except it was not a bubble of theatrics. She was not pretending to be Mrs. Jeon anymore. She was a fashion designer with her boutique and Jungkook was a regular man trying to get by in the city. They were two normal people with no real threat to be together but they were here.

The ache between her legs still pulsed a little when she remembered the night before.

The very minute she resorted to hugging him, Belle knew it was going to be difficult to turn back from it. Deep recesses of her mind surfacing up to whisper in her ear that it would be okay just this once.

To feel him again.

To have his head between her legs at this moment, kissing and nibbling on all her sensitive nub while his fingers pads dug into her thighs. Jungkook took his time. Licking a stripe tantalizingly slow, tasting her juices until it was the only remnant on his tongue. He let out a breath through his nose as his lips wrapped fully around her clit, suckling passionately until her thighs closed up around his head only making him moan.

Belle whined against the vibrations on her aching, sensitive skin as her fingers found themselves knotting in his hair. Chest rising and falling she faced the ceiling. Lower belly burned and tightened as Jungkooks’ movement did not falter, shaking his head a little to jolt more of that head-spinning heat.

…

Bed creaked as Belle straddled him, bouncing at a steady pace while her hands rested on his torso. Moonlight painted her sweat glistening skin through the window. As if the whole city could see her relishing in her own guilty pleasure. Except the guilt was nowhere to be found.

His hand trailed up her abdomen to cup her breasts gently, digging a little into her tender skin to earn a small whimper from the woman. Then he moved up to her neck. Jungkook cupped the side, thumb tracing her bottom lip while the other hand gripped at her shaking hips.

Belle suckled on his digit muffling her moans all the while clenching tightly around his member until it sent shivering tingles up her spine. She hummed in satisfaction as Jungkook groaned at the pressure.

“You feel so good.” He pushed in his thumb a little further watching her slightly drenched curls fall over her face. A smile curled up at the corner of his lips hearing the sinfully loud squelch sounds their thrusts emitted. “So fucking beautiful.” Jungkook whispered. He forced himself to keep his eyes open, wanting to take every second of how she tried to suck on his skin harder every time she dropped down roughly.

“I’m close.” Belle’s words were a little muddled against his thumb. Her thrusts grew desperate and relentless, pussy squelching violently as their incessant moans swirled in the sex scented air.

Bursts of searing heat and unbridled pleasure shook through their limbs, pulsing through her veins as Belle’s movements became sloppy. Jungkook had his head pressed deep against the pillow as his muscles tensed feeling her walls clench around him before he pulled himself out, release spewing out onto his belly. Belle cheekily reached down to touch his reddened member, giggling lightly when he jerked against it.

Jungkook followed with a breathless chuckle of his own as she rested back on his chest, uncaring of how messy they were.

It was the first time they laughed after sex.

Granted it was not much but last night gave her a dreamless sleep. A welcomed type of sleep. They cried, hugged, moaned and laughed. So many sensations all at once was bound to make anyone have such a deep sleep that they do not want to wake up the next day. A wonderful feeling. It would be temporary before her other dreams settle in again but Belle was not going to let them get to her this morning. She wanted to relish in this new, momentary peace.

Jungkook began stirring more, light hum under his breath until he finally opened his eyes to a calming sight. Tired vision still a little blurred but he could always make out her face. “Sleep well?” His voice grumbled despite the smile creeping on his lips.

Belle turned to meet his gaze, mimicking his gentle smile. “Really well.” The curl slowly disappeared from her lips as reality seeped through their comfort. “We can’t see each other anymore. You know that, right?”

He nodded although solemnly. “I know.” Whatever red string they forced themselves to tie around their pinky finger had to separate one day. Even when reluctance settled in. “Like you said, love shouldn’t be as difficult as ours was.” Jungkook shifted so he lay down his back, one arm curled so he could rest his head on top of it.

“I don’t have to leave now though.”

“What, you want more?” Jungkook licked the inside of his cheek as a smirk formed, one of his hands reaching out to gently touch her lower belly.

Belle pushed his hand away with a chuckle. “No…I meant something else.” She pulled the sheets up to cover herself a little, goosebumps forming on her skin when the room brushed a little cold. “Ice-cream. We could get ice-cream.”

A jolt of nostalgia burst through him as he remembered the last time that request was passed between them. Despite expecting a child back then, Jungkook preferred this more knowing Belle was sitting here by her own volition. That was what mattered most. “Yeah…we can get ice-cream.”

Tiny slab of pink and mint down the food line of the city. Belle somehow managed to make his black T-shirt and her sweatpants look strangely put together while he buried himself in his hoodie. They walked inside the cute parlor immediately greeted by a kind boy at the counter.

Making their orders, the couple took their ice-cream cups to a booth at the corner.

Thankfully the parlor was empty since no one bought ice-cream this early in the morning so it would be difficult for them to be spotted.

Journalists eventually grew bored of doing stories on Jungkook and Belle’s ‘tragic love story’ but she knew the moment, a single person saw them, it would be chaos.

“Did you have any trouble these few years?” Jungkook asked feeling a sense of joy in his mouth as the sweet taste touched his tongue.

Belle shrugged lightly. “Apparently there was a hired hitman for a while but he was quickly detained. Then a stalker which lasted for a few months.”

“What did he want?”

“Namjoon found out he was a spy for a gang called Pogpungu Pa.”

“Fucking tongue twister.” Jungkook scoffed. “They wanted a large percentage of my cocaine supplies in exchange for prostitutes.” He waved his spoon. “Told him I didn’t work in that line of business so the Don got pissed.”

“Well he’s also detained. Namjoon’s been very quick in dealing with them. Probably happy to be out on the field again with Yoongi still at his desk.” Belle suckled the remnants of brownie bits from her spoon.

“Why is he at his desk?” His brows furrowed.

“Standard procedure, I guess. Every detective is meant to have a few months of therapy and leave from field work. But I’m pretty sure it’s a new thing that the mayor advised.”

“They’ve been doing a lot of things.”

“A lot of good things.” Belle corrected, narrowing her gaze even though her expression was not completely serious.

Jungkook smiled lightly picking up another small scoop of his ice-cream. “You’ve been doing a lot of good things. The Tokyo fashion week.”

Her eyes almost immediately lit up when the topic was mentioned and Jungkook couldn’t help but feel accomplished that he initiated it. “You knew about that?”

“Saw it in the newspaper. It looked good.”

Belle grinned from ear to ear, eyes shining in the bright lights of the parlor. “Angel helped me with the movement. She wanted to create a shelter for domestic violence victims like her. So I offered to promote it in the fashion shows.”

“Oh yeah Hoseok told me…Taehyung and Angel, they have a kid, right?”

“Yeah…” She giggled lightly. “A little baby daughter.”

“That’s good.” Jungkook nodded with a wide smile. “He’s all okay now?”

“Clean and sober for four years. He—relapsed another time but when they got married and then started trying for children, he never went back again.” Belle murmured still remembering the happiest look on Taehyung’s teary eyed face when he first held his baby. That was all she ever wanted for her brother. True happiness. “I kind have you to thank for that.”

He hummed in disapproval. “Don’t, please—the way I did it was wrong.”

“Yes but everything happens for a reason. I think if that didn’t happen…he might not be here at all.” Belle shook his head. “He also did technically meet Angel in the Sangria House. The only reason we even had her booked was because I met Seokjin at the party with you.”

Strange how time fools you in that way. It makes you feel regretful of the bad things that happened in the past except you could not possibly take them back because it would mean diminishing the good things along with it. Delicate and strange thing time was.

“I would’ve never been free from that place if you didn’t go behind my back.” Jungkook smiled down at the cup. “I’ll always be grateful for that.”

“Speaking of which…how is it like being a normal joe in the city?” Belle asked with a cheeky glint in her eye as she tapped her fingers against the ice-cream cup.

“Apparently you have to pay for grocery bags now.” He waved his spoon around.

“Yes for recycling and it’s been happening for a very long time.” She smiled.

His bottom lip jutted out in a little pout. “Not from what I remember.”

“Since when have you ever shopped for groceries?”

Jungkook scrunched his nose a little poking into the mint chocolate ice cream to pick out the chips. “Since yesterday.” He mumbled. “But I’m happy…” He nodded letting his words linger in their comfortable silence. “Or at least now I can do things that make me happy.”

“You could travel to Tokyo and Paris, eat ice-cream until your stomach aches…” Belle grinned. “You can get married to someone you love dearly and have lots of children. No more deals though.” She raised her index fingers as a warning.

Jungkook laughed. “No more deals, I promise.” He mixed around his melting ice-cream for a bit enjoying the little swirl. “What about you? What’re you going to do?”

“My therapist said I should take some time off from the boutique when I get the chance.” Belle quoted her therapist mostly but she never really thought about the prospect on her own until she discussed it with Yoongi. “Yoongi suggested we could go to Norway to disconnect for a little while.”

“Yoongi…wait, are you two—”

“No, silly. As friends.”

“Ah.”

“You think if I had a boyfriend like Yoongi, I’d sleep with you again?” Belle scoffed even though a smile tugged at her lips.

“Hey I’m pretty tempting.”

“Not that tempting.”

Jungkook scrunched his nose at her before chuckling as he practically slurped on his ice-cream at this point.

The couple sat in silence for a few moments finishing their breakfast desserts, unable to keep smiles off their faces.

“We go our separate ways now, yeah?” He spoke the truth this time. The satisfaction in his belly along with the warmth in his heart softly stating to him that it was time.

Belle smiled, a slight twinge in her chest but nothing compared to the relief brewing inside. A whisper in her ear telling her it was okay. It was okay to move on. “Yeah. No more looking back.”

Throwing their empty ice-cream cups away, the pair walked out of the parlor towards Belle’s car. Jungkook’s apartment was a few minutes’ walk away. She wanted to drive because it made it that little bit easier to go back home immediately. At this point, they both deserved one thing to be easy.

Belle gave him one final smile before climbing into the car and driving away.

Jungkook didn’t wait a second as he turned on his heel and walked back to his apartment.

This was the true final time they saw each other. They would not turn back. There was no need to anymore.

As soon as Jungkook walked into the room, it smelled a whole lot more different than it did the first time. The only smoke emitting was from the pan exuding a warm, delicious scent. Morning sun beaming through the windows making it look a tad bit brighter and the floors almost shone clean now.

“There you are!” Hoseok announced with a grin. “Did you go out for a jog?”

“Yeah…a little bit.” He answered absentmindedly.

A figure with short, black hair stood at the kitchen counter setting some bacon and eggs up on the plate. She looked up and immediately give him a similar bright smile as Hoseok.

“Ah—this is Rosyne.” Hoseok touched the womans’ shoulder. “Rosyne, Jungkook.” He gestured over to the younger male.

The two exchanged greetings before Hoseok invited him over to the kitchen counter to have breakfast. He wanted to tell them that his stomach was a little full from the ice-cream. But it felt so peaceful when he saw the giggles shared between them while eating, random conversations that no one really cared about but it made them smile.

Jungkook stayed still for a moment watching them so easily be vulnerable and happy around each other. “Hey, you guys want to go to Paris?” He sat down on one of the stools.

Rosyne’s eyes widened a little as the request lingered in the air while Hoseok looked amused but taken aback at the same time.

“Why the sudden interest?” Hoseok chuckled, sticking his fork into some scrambled eggs.

He shrugged. “Might be cool to disconnect for a little while.”

“Prison wasn’t disconnecting enough?”

Jungkook nudged his arm with a light scoff. “You know what I mean. What’s the worst that could happen?”

“I’ve—always wanted to see the Louvre in real life.” Rosyne raised her shoulders, giving Hoseok an adorable smile.

“Don’t spoil him, Ros.” Hoseok glanced at the both of them for a few moments before letting out a defeated sigh. “We’ll think about it.”

Jungkook did not argue any further after that and began taking careful bites of the breakfast even though it might give him a stomach ache later. The thought of something actually exciting happening this year or the next year made him happy enough to keep going on this new life.

Carefully padding into the apartment, Belle’s footsteps were soft and barely echoed across the walls but there was no use in being discreet. Especially since Yoongi, Taehyung, Namjoon and Angel were all in the sitting room. Bloom sat on the floor completely focused on banging her little drums that Namjoon gifted her on her first birthday.

Once Angel looked her way, everyone else followed suit. Yoongi was the first one to shoot up to his feet and stomp towards the woman.

“What took you so long?” Yoongis’ words sounded more like pleading than anger. “Are you hurt?” Eyes frantically examined her body until his gaze darkened as he stopped at her neck.

Belle hovered her hand over the patch of skin that definitely had a few purpling marks scattered but she kept a calm expression. “Everything’s fine, okay? Nothing happened.”

“No something happened.”

“Yoongi, fuck off.” Namjoon grabbed his shoulder and led him to the side. “Good to have you back in one piece, B.”

As the two men sat near the paneled windows muttering a few things to each other, Belle caught another figure coming towards her from the corner of her eye. She took a deep breath keeping her gaze on her brother.

Taehyung looked so much taller now. Loose emerald shirt with golden vectors as opposed to the old black hoodies, his eyes were a little darkened from exhaustion but this time it was to take care of his baby rather than an accidental bender. The serious expression on his face added more to the fact that Belle had her older brother back. He was sturdy in his appearance and confident in his stance. The look of a man who had gone through a tunnel of hell and found happiness at the end of the trail.

“How’d it go?” He asked.

“Pretty civil…” Belle nodded, playing with her fingers a little. “…considering the circumstances.”

Taehyung hummed in approval. “That’s good. And that?” He waved his index finger across his own bare neck while looking at hers. “Good or bad?”

“Good.” She smiled faintly. “Really good.”

He grimaced a little. “Gross.”

“Shut up.”

Taehyung could not seem to keep his serious expression as a light chuckle broke out of him, shifting on his spot to loosen up. “But—no more, right? We’re gonna try to get back up again? Start over?” He would be the last person to ever judge Belle for her impulses. What he did know is that the impulses were not meant to be a constant.

Belle did not hesitate to nod. “I uh—I wanted to go to Norway. With Yoongi…” She glanced over to the side seeing Yoongi give her a more apologetic look which the woman smiled in response. “And maybe you guys too? Get away from the city for a while.” She shrugged. “Might even give me inspiration on the new line.”

He thought on the idea for a moment but quickly had a wide grin on his lips. “Angel’s been talking about going on a holiday. We could talk about it over breakfast.”

“Let me just go freshen up.” Belle patted him on the shoulder before making her up the top level of the apartment to her bedroom.

Being the owner of a prestigious boutique came with its perks when she managed to get a big enough apartment for three people including safety for children. It was in the highly populated areas of the city which is meant to be the best area for the position they were in. With Angel’s first husband and Belle’s connection to the Jeon Cartel, the more witnesses around them, the better.

Walking into her bedroom, Belle had one thing in mind before going to shower as she opened her walk-in closet. On the top shelves a box had been hidden under some folded sheets. She reached out and pulled it towards her feeling the light trickle of dust flow through the air making her sneeze.

Sniffling a little she brought the brown box and sat down on the bed with it. Belle paused for a moment, a very light tinge of dread brushing through her but there was a strength that seemed to power through it. Taking a deep breath she clicked open the box. Two tiny yellow shoes on the right hand side causing her to let out a shaky sigh, smiling a little as a few tears filled her eyes.

Belle held the shoes gently, hugging them to her chest before placing them on her lap. Then her eyes moved from the bracelet to the piece of folded paper. The warmth in her belly soared again taking the letter, unfolding to reveal the heavy promise scratched across the surface. The promise that kept her up at night for this many years. How much words could impact a mind was both fascinating and terrifying.

No more though. It was time. Something her therapist said to her in one session Belle would never forget.

It’s never about one solid destination of healing. You will never know exactly when you were healed. All you can know is when you decide to start or keep healing. That is what’s important. After that, everything will flow by you…in the future, it will all seem like a dream. But you’ll feel so proud of yourself when you look back, Belle. Even more proud than I am of you now. You’ve done so well and I hope you’ll keep healing.

Belle placed her fingers at the top of the letter and ripped it half, letting out a deep of relief as she put them together, ripping it again. Smaller and smaller the pieces became breaking off like petals from the already withering flowers in her heart. A smile widened on her lips as she let out something in the mixture of a chuckle and a sob, tears freely leaving her eyes. Teeny tiny pieces piled on the bed. Helping to remind her that they were just words after all.

With steady hands she gathered them together and threw it into the bin under her nightstand.

Then Belle took the yellow shoes and walked to the living room.

The group were already settling around the kitchen counter when she arrived. Angel had Bloom in a high chair feeding her some custard looking mush which she seemed to enjoy though slightly confused by the taste.

Belle walked over to where the child was and gently placed the yellow shoes on her socked feet. She could not help but grin seeing how it fit perfectly. Everything happens for a reason.

“Those are beautiful.” Angel gently touched the soft fabric. “Did you make them?”

“I got them from the market years ago.” She softly brushed through Blooms’ thin dark hair as the child tried to peek at what her aunt put on her feet.

“We were just talking about the trip to Norway.” Taehyung spoke up leaning against the counter next to Angel.

“Yeah, why was I not invited?” Namjoon pouted a little.

Belle stammered, chuckling lightly. “It was Yoongi’s suggestion…we can all go together. I thought you wanted to do field work for the rest of the year.”

“Still would’ve liked to be included.”

Bloom squeaked in response to Namjoon’s mumble, bouncing up and down her seat.

“Might need a babysitter if Taehyung wants to get laid.” Yoongi mused.

“Ah, language.” Angel covered Blooms’ ears but the baby only grinned wide looking at Yoongi.

“She’s not going to know what it means.”

“Listen, we’ll go together.” Belle silenced the group for a moment. “Namjoon forgets to take breaks from work anyway so it’d be a good way to force him out somewhere relaxing.”

“Norway does have a low crime rate.” Taehyung spoke.

“So it’s settled. We’re going to Norway and forget about our problems for a month.” Angel announced glancing at each one of them for a nod of approval.

Belle grinned seeing the group dive into their conversations about what to do in Norway and what hotels to book or the sights to see. No worries of any impending problem or event that could ruin everything. It was just peace in the loudest way possible. All you can know is when you decide to start or keep healing. That is what’s important.

She broke for her family once.

Now she was going to keep healing for it too.

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amysteriousmessenger · 3 years

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RFA+ V and Saeran with an MC who asks for more affection ;;;

down and cuddle I hope you like this, anon!! <3

RFA (+ Saeran and V) when Reader asks them for more affection Headcanons (small references to nsfw)

Yoosung Kim

Yoosung’s a little bit like a puppy when it comes to affection, he’s always excited to see you and is super depressed when you leave. He was usually a bit clingy anyway so when he suddenly disappeared to spend even more time than usual on LOLOL, so it’s understandable that you felt a little bit ignored.

You told him that he had been kind of neglecting you recently because of LOLOL championships and he immediately felt super bad about it, he hadn’t meant to ignore you but he was just too into the gaming mindset, especially since he had gotten his new set up.

He’d worry that he wasn’t a good boyfriend and would promise to make it better, he’d offer to make you an omurice and a coffee with extra love for lunch, ask if you wanted to go for a walk together around his campus or maybe even a trip to the cinema if you had time - his treat, for making it up to you.

Once you saw that he was making the effort, you’d probably let him go back to his championships after a while as long as he promised to come and cuddle with you in the evening. Of course, he will.

Zen/Hyun Ryu

Zen had gotten a really good part in a new production, and whilst you were very proud and excited for him, you absolutely hated the new hours he was working. The rehearsals were really tiring and lasted pretty much from 9am to 9pm, so by the tie Zen got home he usually didn’t even have time to properly relax before needing to go to bed. You tried to put him first since it was his career but after a while, it made you feel so ignored.

He usually called you on his lunch breaks since he liked to go for walks on them for some fresh air and you asked if you could spend the weekend together. Zen sighed and was about to say that you couldn’t since there were weekend rehearsals coming up and you just couldn’t stop yourself: you cried and quickly hung up in hopes he didn’t hear. He did. He knew.

Zen was very aware of how difficult adjusting to his new hours had been for you and had he had been neglecting you as a result. You wouldn’t need to ask him for affection because he would already know that you needed it. He’d plead with the director to see if he could have the weekend off, claiming a ‘family emergency’ because, well, it technically didn’t feel like a lie to him. He’d send a quick text telling you that rehearsals were ‘cancelled’ for the weekend so he was free to do whatever his princess wanted.

When Zen got home that night, he’d turn up with flowers, a few cans of beer and something for dinner, He’d spend the night giving you all the affection you could ask for, and then even more on top of it. Zen wouldn’t even let you shower alone, he’s gotta make up for the lost time.

You’d definitely be getting all of the attention in bed that night too, and then again and again until he practically collapsed asleep on top of you.

Jaehee Kang

Jumin had started a new cat project and it had meant so, so many late nights and early mornings for Jaehee. It hurt your heart, it felt like you never saw her. And then, when you did see her, she was always stressed and tired, and barely affectionate. You knew she couldn’t help it but it still hurt to have her feel so distant.

You’d come up behind her whilst she was working once and ask for a little bit of attention and been almost immediately blown off. Jaehee’s tiredness had made her words clip just a little too harshly and she realised they had as soon as she felt your arms slink away from her as you silently got up and went to bed alone. She felt so guilty.

Jaehee would wake up extra early the next day to make you breakfast in bed with all of your favourite foods. She’d made you a very fancy looking coffee and decorated a little heart and a smiley face onto it out of cocoa powder and foam.

She’d sit with you as you ate, leaning her head on your shoulder and apologising for not giving you enough affection recently and that she hadn’t meant to sound so cold. Please reassure her that it’s okay, Jaehee is always struggling to balance everything.

Jumin Han

Jumin wasn’t particularly great with overt affection, he tried his best but it just wasn’t at the forefront of his mind. When you asked him for more affection, he’d immediately apologise and tell you that he would try harder, but internally analyse where he had been going wrong. He’d been spending late hours at the office, and he’d had a few more business meetings than usual on his schedule, so he’d figured that it must have been it.

He’d a little concerned that he had made you feel insecure by not giving you enough attention. He knows that romance and intimacy is not his strong point, but Jumin really didn’t want you to suffer as a result of his oversight on this.

If possible, he’d have Jaehee reschedule any appointments he had over the weekend so he could take you for a surprise weekend break in order to spend more time with you. Jumin also knows that you’re not won over by his wealth, and if it’s his love you’re asking for then it’s truly his love that you’re after.

If he didn’t have any more appointments that day, he’d work through his lunch break in order to get all of his paperwork done early and would inform Jaehee that he was leaving and to summon Driver Kim. Jaehee had barely shouted a ‘Mr Han!’ before he was already out of this office.

On his way home, Jumin asks Driver Kim to stop by one of his favourite wineries so he could pick up a special bottle for the two of you to share that evening.

Jumin essentially spends the evening doing things that he thinks would make you happy. You sit, chat, enjoy a glass of wine on his roof top terrace, god- you even cooked together. It was was hilarious to see Mr CEO-in-line Jumin Han try to cook something edible for dinner, but you couldn’t tease him too much since you knew he was making this effort entirely for you.

Saeyoung Choi

Seven struggled to let anyone in. the only person who he had ever let in had been his twin brother, Saeran, which admittedly had not ended well for either of him. Seven had let you in despite trying to hard to push you away, and whilst he had loved you with his entire heart, sometimes he struggled with not holding you at arms length. He still got into his own head about it and isolated himself from time to time. For the most part, he wouldn’t even be aware that he was doing it. He’d just get into his own head too much and stress himself out.

It wasn’t until he heard your little knock on his workroom door and saw your teary eyes, asking if he was mad at you, that he realised how neglectful he must have been. You asked him if he could spend some time with you, that you hadn’t seen him properly in days and how much you missed him. Seven swore, in that moment, that he audibly heard his heart crack.

He opens his arms and pulls you to his chest, stuttering an apology out for being so absent. He’ll make it up to you, you can do anything you want. You can even wear his jacket if it would make you happy. Usually it would make you happy, but he had been sitting in it for days and it was ever so slightly stinky so the first thing you wanted him to do was to have a shower.

He’ll spend the rest of the evening with you, bullying Yoosung over messenger. Seven just wants to make sure you spend the night smiling and laughing with him and knowing that he loves you very damn much, even if sometimes he gets into his own head about it. If you just want to watch a movie and cuddle on the sofa then he’s absolutely up for it, but he can’t guarantee that his hands won’t roam here for there. He might mean it innocently, or he might suddenly grab you and tickle you until you’re wheezing. His choice is between him and God.

Saeran Choi (GE Saeran because it wasn’t specified)

GE Saeran was already incredibly affectionate, to the extent that when you were alone he was a little bit shameless about it. He had spent far, far too long without any sort of affection in his life, so he’d be damned if he wasn’t laying his claim to it now.

When you expressed to him that you wanted more affection, his initial thought was an anxiety that he had somehow been neglecting you without realising. after you assured him that that wasn’t the case, his very swift follow up thought was that he was so unbelievably happy that someone wanted his affection. You not only wanted his love to begin with but you somehow wanted even more of it. Surely, he wasn’t allowed to be this happy.

Saeran’ll want to know if there’s anything specific that you want him to do so he can get to it right away, but if not, he’ll get to spend blissful hours in his greenhouse and study thinking of new ways to demonstrate his love for you. He keeps a little notebook of ideas for dates and gifts and little bouquets and their meanings that he wants to make for you.

To start with, he’ll get you your own little desk in his study where he dries and catalogues different plants incase you just wanted to spend more time with him when he was working.

He loves the domesticity of his life with you and already showers you with his attention so he’ll have to try hard to think of new things. He still isn’t very good at large amounts of social interaction with people who aren’t you or his brother, but Saeran will do his best to branch out with different date ideas like restaurants or arcades for you to try something different (he saw a video of Saeyoung in one and thought it looked fun, but worries it might be a little overwhelming for him).

Once he was able to go to the cinema, he really liked going there with you and then getting to go home and cuddle you, partially because you’re you and secondly because he likes that you smell of sweet popcorn.

V/Jihyun Kim

He’s a little surprised at first, he had hoped that he was always giving you the affection and love that you needed but he realised he had probably been spending more time in his studio than he had been meaning to. However, V has a lot of love to give and he’s utterly ready to devote himself if that’s what you need from him.

V will also initially ask if there’s anything specific that you’re lacking from him so that he can work on it but if it’s just that you’re feeling distant from him, he’ll try to plan more activities for the two of you to do.

He’ll try to be more physically affectionate, since he can regularly write verbal poetry without meaning to and since he’s physically been absent whilst working, he thought that perhaps the extra physicality might help to compensate. He fluctuates between very withholding and overly forthcoming depending on his emotional state so it really depends.

However, the best way he can give you affection is to bring you into his studio with him since he’s his most intimate space.

The way he’d show his affection to you best if by you letting him paint you onto a canvas. So, if you were willing to let him, he’d love to paint you. He’d also love to photograph and paint you naked for his personal collection, of course, but he genuinely feels as though it would bring the both of you closer and give him the opportunity to provide the affection you’re seeking from him.

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pocketramblr · 4 years

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how his hair do that, 5 options

the following is a crack fanfic in five parts, each section on the same premise but not same continuity. also, very spoilerish

bnha manga spoilers below! very recent leaks below! very spoilery!

Better than a charcoal milkshake v 1

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When the heroes first attacked, alarms blaring, compound up in chaos, Dabi snuck away. He let the others pour out of the doors and down the stairs, and crept backwards, turning and running once he was certain no one would notice him.

Not that it would matter much if he did, but why waste the energy on killing them too? He’d need all his firepower today.

Dabi tore through the halls to his room, making it there and slapping his card against the scanner. No time to lose, not when he knew he needed to take care of a few more things before locating where Endeavor was in this heroes’ mission.

He kicked open his bathroom door, hands occupied with carefully pulling the black wig off his head- snagging that on his staples was just the worst, and he couldn’t have blood messing this up today.

Not yet, at least.

Under the bathroom cabinet he grabbed the bag of powery charcoal. It was supposed to be used for some beauty purpose or another, something about enriching hair that didn’t even work- but it would work to darken his white locks.

He poured it on, barely bothering to lean over the sink and keep it from going everywhere. As a final test, he once more wet a bit of it, the color seeping from the hair as it dripped.

He already knew it would work, that’s why he had intercepted so much of it before the quirk cultists could offer it to Toga or Hawks or whoever, but his heart was racing with both nerves and pure excitement.

Finally. The day he’d burn it all down, and make them see why.

He left his door open as he ran back out into the hallway, making a beeline for where he left Hawks. First things first, take care of that, then find Endeavor.

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Better than a charcoal milkshake v 2

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“Hey, put me down by that camping supplies store. And Skeptic too.” Dabi ordered, surveying the carnage of Jakku and glancing over at the man hunched over his laptop.

Said man looped up sharply at that, frowning and spitting that he wasn’t going to do that or something.

Dabi didn’t really pay attention to that.

“Where?” Gigantomachia asked, still rumbling forward towards whatever he smelled. Two masters or something.

Compress cleared his throat and translated for the currently blinded giant. “It’s at 4:05 o’clock, I’d say thirty feet forward.” He then looked over at Dabi, mask as unsettling as any of them. “You’ll be carefull too, on your personal mission?”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” Dabi waved him off, snagging Skeptic by the back of his shirt and tugging as Machia scooped them up and placed them on the pavement.

He ran inside the evacuated store, mercifully empty and not decayed, and started looking for the bags of charcoal.

When he found one, he tore it open. Charcoal fell to the floor, and he ground his boot down into it.

“What…” Skeptic seemed without words, for once. Good.

Dabi tore off his black wig, tossing it aside. He wouldn’t need it anymore.

“You wear a wig??”

“Yeah.” He started to scoop up handfuls of the charcoal, rubbing it into his hair. “Hey, go grab me some water, and then go set up the cameras. We got a show to put on.”

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Stinky dumpster boy

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“But my good name?” He sneered the word and all it implied in the world of false heroes, “is Todoroki Touya.”

With that, he dumped the water over his head, and it streamed down over his face, filthy.

The dirty water, practically mud, stung the places on his face where his skin was barely stapled together, and Dabi was reminded of why he didn’t bother with showers anymore- the pain.

But now his true colors- literally- were revealed and it was all worth it. All the truth was out, and the truth had always hurt him.

Shoto, who seemed to be trying to juggle first aid on like, five different people with two random heroes he didn’t know next to him, gaped.

“Come on, I know my face has changed, but my own family should still be able to recognize me, yeah? But you never did. You never did, Todoroki Shoto.”

Dabi suddenly found himself encased in ice.

Ah, this again.

“Yumi’s is colder.”

Shoto’s jaw dropped, then he glared. “Stand back.” He said as he stood up. “He just dunked water on his head, to cool him off I bet. If he is Touya, his body never could handle his own heat. If he’s not… those burns come from somewhere at least.”

Ok, now Dabi was offended.

“What do you mean, ‘if I’m not’?” he demanded. “I just revealed my white hair? I know that’s what the picture on my shrine looks like, you never even looked at that?”

“How do you even know what your shrine looks like?” Shoto sounded dangerously close to judgmental for a little brother who was probably as emo as Dabi had been at his age. “And wait, that cup of water was supposed to wash out your hair? What, do you never bathe or something?”

Ok, now Dabi was really offended.

“Of course I bathe! I just have to sponge bath, because I don’t know if you’ve noticed from having your own scars, but when they take up most of your body and are killing you they end up controlling a lot of your life!”

Ugh, asking him if he didn’t bathe. He’d understand that asked of Shigaraki, sure, but him? Shoto had gotten close enough to smell him, at least.

“Um, sorry to interrupt,” the hero in blue, the one that was tending to Eraserhead, raised his hands. “But uh… do you want some help with that?”

“I’m fine, don’t want to cool him off too much so he can fight longer.” Shoto shook his head.

“I was talking to him.”

“Oh.”

“What?”

The hero waved his hand, bubble of water pulling up from the ground. Then he pointed to his own head. “I can take care of that? At the very least it’ll be cleaned out and um, whatever color it should be?”

Dabi stared at him. Shoto stared at him. The other hero in green stared at him, and the one who’d offered help started to sweat noticebly.

“Eh, sure, whatever.”

The hero nodded, and the bubble of water floated over to him, disappearing in his hair.

The bubble floated out a couple of time, murky brown and black with ash, dirt, oil, blood, anything else he’d never thought about too much. It would wring itself thin, much dropping, and return to cleaning.

Finally, his hair was mostly white and thoroughly soaked.

“Thanks.” He called over.

“Yeah.” The hero answered, still frantically trying to help Eraserhead with his free hand, which he’d gone back too as soon as he thought Dabi was distracted. Buying time.

The other hero was on his fourth facepalm.

Shoto just looked contemplative.

Endeavor, one of the ones receiving treatment, sat up but looked like he was going to pass out.

Well all right then. Time to really start- the hair snafu didn’t matter. They were all going to die that day anyway.

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Weirdest commercial I’ve ever been in.

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“We’ll be dancing in hell together, Todoroki Enji.” Dabi finished his speech with a sneer.

The watching heroes were all stunned silent, mouths open, eyes wide. The revelation must be sending them, like it would all who were watching Skeptic’s broadcast. This would burn it all down, perfect.

“I don’t understand…” Enji managed to say, spitting out a bit of blood.

“What, you don’t understand how I survived, or how I hate you so much I’d hurt innocent people over it? Because that second part is exactly what you did, take out all that self-loathing and insecurity, rage at your shortcomings and condemn children not born yet to them. Guess it’s a family trait.”

“No, not that,” He waved a hand. “I mean, I totally get how you’re a wreck, even if all of your other siblings managed to not become mass murders, I mean- I don’t understand, how did that pint of water wash out all of your hair dye? Aren’t you better funded after the Deika merger, can’t you afford proper hair coloring?”

“I was also wondering that.” Shoto admitted.

“Same.” The hero in blue nodded. The hero in green facepalmed.

“Water?” Dabi repeated, then looked at the can he’d tossed aside. “Oh, no. This isn’t water- it’s a momento of the only true hero.” He bent down, picking up the can and studying the image on it.

“Stain was right, you know.” He mused. “About hero society being rotten. So rotton, so full of fakes, that there was only one that deserved the title. He just got the wrong hero, guessing All Might.” Dabi snorted at the very idea. “No, the only real one, the pure one, the one that defines heroism, the only one with a kill count higher than me- for all the dear old man and his biggest fan Hawks tried, of course- is Wash.”

“… Wash?” Shoto cocked his head. “Wait, like, Wash, Wash?”

“The one and only. That’s how this Official Wash’s Hair Washing Serum, the only product that can wash out all dirt, dye, and any other kind of grime, in just one go.” He shook the can around so they could see. “What, you all thought I could just magically lighten my hair from black to white in the space of one fight?”

“No,” Shoto said, like a liar, and then he threw a glacier at Dabi, and the fight was on in earnest.

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Old news

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“And now you’ll see who I really am, who you’ve created.” Dabi poured the bleach over his head, giving it a moment to sink into the hair before he shook it out, grinning wide enough to tear his staples.

The heroes on the ground and the few tending to them stared in shock.

Then Shoto gasped.

“Hawks?”

“What? Where?” Dabi whirled around, looked up, because he was really sure he had managed to make sure that pest wouldn’t be flying or fighting again, but well… he’d thought that once before and been wrong then.

“No, you- you’re Hawks, you dye your hair black when its in Dabi mode, and its that beachy yellow blond in Hawks mode.” Shoto nodded to himself.

Blond? Dabi tugged at a lock of hair, and huh. It did seem more yellow than white.

“How could he be Hawks?” The hero in green demanded incredulously, before the hero in blue grabbed his arm and pulled it back to holding down Eraserhead for bandaging.

“The burns and staples are part of the disguise,” Shoto explained. “Fake, and misdirection. You were trained from young childhood to be a hero, sent to join AfO and the league as a spy, where you gained a fire quirk and decided to switch to the villains’ side because you hated the life you were forced into.”

Dabi stared at him.

Shoto stared back.

Enji stared at both of them.

“How are you so smart and so stupid at the same time?” Slipped from chapped, burnt lips.

Shoto looked offended at that.

“I mean, you’re half right, yes that’s what up with Hawks, yes he was sent as a spy, but I knew and I killed him at the compound. And not, like, in a metaphorical way.” He added when he saw something spark in Shoto’s eyes. “Literally. I’m not him. He is completely separate person and body than me and I totally literally killed him.” Or like. Close enough. “And like, thirty other people who were completely innocent.”

Or close enough, he really didn’t bother to keep track, but thirty sounded like a big number. Especially of murders.

“So then who are you?” Shoto asked.

“What, you don’t recognize me, little brother?” He almost growled it, feeling very tired of this all of a sudden.

“Little brother?” Shoto repeated, eyes wide, then narrowing. “Wait, how…”

“Oh not again.” Enji muttered.

“Not again?” Dabi asked. “Wait, you actually managed to drive one of the others to this too? And cover it up? Man, Enji, you’re more rotten than even I knew then!”

“One of the others?” Shoto looked around wildly. “What are you talking about?”

“I was talking about how Shigaraki also randomly showed up and called a first year student “little brother”.” Enji looked back over at Dabi. “What were you talking about?”

“Shigaraki did what?” The pyro looked over his shoulder, finding the villain looking absolutely stoned on the ground, almost as vacant as some of the unconscious heroes, with a curly haired student laying bloodied nearby, staring up at him. “Wait, which student is his little brother?”

“Midoriya, apparently.” Shoto shrugged.

“Midoriya?” Dabi almost choked on the name. “As in, the green bone-breaking kid? Isn’t he like All Might’s lovechild or something?”

“That’s what I said too!”

“I mean, his hair was also lighter when he showed up today.” The hero in blue pointed out to his fellow in a voice that would have been too quiet for Dabi to hear had everyone else not gone silent as well.

“And bleach boy tried to do the same thing with the bleach, yeah. Here, I’ll tie this off, you go take care of Bakugo.”

“I’m Todoroki Touya!” Dabi snapped. “Or I used to be called by that name, anyway, before you nearly killed me, Enji. Let’s just- get back to fighting, yeah, I’m going to kill you.”

#kjhgfghjk #this really is just me making fun of the hair thing #brought on by me and my sister giggling over possibilities #from 'do he wash' to 'wait... hair bleach doesnt work like that it'd be yellowy first'#my fic #my writing #ok i think thats enough tags #bnha manga spoilers #bnha #wish tumblr would give me my line break rights back #crackfic

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Roleplay Server Log #217

“Masky and Ring Leader, Hyrule Crawling, Candy Seed, Mada”

-Next Morning-

[Ring Leader] Wakes up and stretches before looking around. She's very confused as to where she is as she stands up. She spots a staircase and approaches only to jump back with a loud yelp as something comes flying at her and disappears-

[Steve] Has wandered up to get some fruit and a bit of coffee for his mate. - Hello?

[Ring Leader] - Hello? Where are you?

[Steve] At the top of the stairs. By the polar bear pen.

[Ring Leader] Hesitantly darts up the stairs and almost runs into Steve-

[Steve] Reaches out instinictivly to catch her-Hey! Be careful!

[Ring Leader] - Ah! Sorry! And you are?

[Steve] I'm Steve. Deerheart said your name is Ring Leader?

[Ring Leader] - Oh yes! I'm Splender's proxy!

[Steve] So are you like a secretary or something?

[Ring Leader] - Kinda? I help Splendy with his job by bringing him saddened children or cheering them up myself

[Steve] Oh! Then you should visit the nearby village while you're here. It's full of kids. Some of them you might.... kinda already know... actually..

[Ring Leader] - Oh, really?

[Steve] Yeah, Doc rescued them from Lj's circus. But they're all alive again. Mostly.

[Ring Leader] - Oh, Splendy never let me go there

[Steve] It was pretty sad. Doc had that stare afterwards.

[Ring Leader] - I'm sorry to hear that- Her stomach then growls- Oops, hehe

[Steve] Are you hungry too? I was just going to the kitchen.

[Ring Leader] - Yeah, I guess I am

[Ring Leader] - Oh, but we should probably grab Masky as well

[Steve] Shivers a little - Masky? Is that the one that.... belongs to Slender...?

[Ring Leader] - Yup!

[Steve] Oh-okay- nervous- He's in the room on the next floor up, but you have to go through the kitchen and back around.

[Ring Leader] - Okay, lead the way!

[Steve] Swallows nervously and leads her back up into the vine room-

-There's a bit of a sour smell coming from the room Masky's in-

[Steve] Sniffs- What-what is that?

[Ring Leader] - Oh, Masky smokes so that's probably his cigarettes

[Steve] It smells terrible!

[Ring Leader] - Yeah, Splendy won't let him do it if he's around

[Steve] You go down and get him, that's too foul for me. And let him know not to do that in the house. If it's annoying my nose, Doc will go ballistic. TLOT too, brines have really sensitive noses.

[Ring Leader] - Okay!- She skips on down the stairs

[TLOT] Got tired of waiting for Steve and came upstairs - What the fuck?! Is the carpet on fire?!

-After a few moments Ring Leader returns with Masky-

[Steve] Points to Masky- He did it!

[Masky] - What!?

[TLOT] That horrible smell! It stinks like burning zombie guts!

[Masky] - You mean my cigarettes?

[TLOT] I don't know what that is! But don't do it again!

[Masky] Pulls the carton out of his pocket and smacks one out- These

[TLOT] Has visible nostrils for a moment and steps back - At least put it in your inventory!

[Masky] - Inventory?

[TLOT] Retreats to the other side of the room-

[Steve] Snatches the small packet and tosses it back so it bounces into Masky's inventory

[Masky] - WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO!?

[Steve] I put your stinky thing away.

[Masky] Looks like he's about to punch Steve-

[Ring Leader] - Masky please, calm down, you'll have another attack

[TLOT] He's still got it.

[Steve] Attack?

[Ring Leader] - All proxies suffer from various stages of Slender sickness, Masky and Anne are probably the two worst off

[TLOT] what kind of symptoms?

[Ring Leader] - Dizzyness, coughing fits, coughing up blood, nose bleeds, gaps in memory

[TLOT] That's pretty awful. Is it from the EMP Slender gives off?

[Ring Leader] - Yeah, I have a very mild version, once in a blue moon I'll get a bloody nose

[TLOT] Do you need a potion? You'd feel better for a little while at least.

[Ring Leader] - Oh no, I'm fine, and Masky has his pills

[Steve] Stomach growls- Oof...

[Ring Leader] - Oh right! Food!

[TLOT] Sounds good to me...

[Steve] Is edging towards the kitchen while keeping an eye on Masky

[Masky] - I'll be alright, go ahead without me Ring Leader

[TLOT] Touches Masky's mind ever so gently to look at his display and check his health-

-His hearts look sickly but there are a few more than there should be-

[TLOT] Brows furrow- If you're sure....

[Masky] - Positive- He heads back towards his room

[Steve] Is already in the kitchen and bustling around-

[TLOT] Turns to Ring Leader- you coming?

[Ring Leader] - Oh absolutely!

[TLOT] Smiles as he sees Steve, who already looks happier

[Steve] Is expertly flipping pancakes dotted with little white pixels-

[Ring Leader] - Oh goody! Pancakes!

[TLOT] Raiding Doc's vines again?

[Steve] Maybe....

[TLOT] I'll make the coffee. - Starts getting out the stand and bottles like he's setting up a chemistry set.

[Ring Leader] - OOh! That looks fun

[TLOT] Just a bit of coffee. My beans take several different steps to get to something that tastes correct. They double as a third level potion once they're done.

[Ring Leader] - Cool!

[HG] -comes down the stairs there is a butter fly on his head-

[TLOT] Hg! Haven't seen you in a bit. Hows it going?

[Ring Leader] - Hello!

[Steve] Preps a plate of pancakes and slides it to her and starts stacking another for Hg-

[Ring Leader] - What berries are these?

[HG] -nervous because he hasn't seen ring leader before- hello. I have been good I have a house now.

[TLOT] They're lightning berries, they kinda fizz and pop a bit. It's okay though, they taste too good for anyone to mind.

[Steve] Ring Leader? This is Herobrine the Gardener.

[Ring Leader] Tries some- It's like pop rocks! Oh, yes?

[TLOT] Pop rocks? Like popped chorus fruit?

[Ring Leader] Taps her cane on the ground, a handful of pop rocks popping out and falling into her hands- Here, try some

[TLOT] Puts few in his hand and slurps up some with his forked tongue, there's a faint sound and his eyes go wide- They make noise?! I think the berries are a bit less aggressive. And softer.

[Ring Leader] Giggles and offers some to the other two- It's a pleasure to meet you HG!

[TLOT] Passes around the coffee bottles -

[Steve] puts a fork on Hg's plate- Here, you try some HG. Have breakfast with us.

[HG] -take the pop rocks and tries some he tenses at the feeling-

[Steve] Tries the pop rocks- That's so weird! The taste like, cheeries? But not?

[Ring Leader] - Most kids love them!

[TLOT] Hmm, what's in them?

[Ring Leader] - Sugar

[TLOT] Actually Doc's baby Yaunfen would probably go nuts for them. They live off sugar, literally

[HG] -after the feeling of the pop rocks go down he sits down and tries some of the pancakes-

[Ring Leader] - Really? That's so cool!

[TLOT] They came from a modded seed, the plants bear candy and ice cream instead of flowers and fruit. Even the dirt blocks are made of cake

[Ring Leader] - I wanna go!

[Steve] Snaps a flower off the lemon tree and brings it over for Hg's flitter - For your little buddy Hg.

[TLOT] Ask Doc when they get up, I'm sure they can find it easily. That's a pretty low-stress errand.

[Ring Leader] - Okay!

[HG] -puts the flower on his head and flitter flies and lands back on the lemon flower-

[Ring Leader] Quickly finishes her food- Delicious!

[TLOT] - is making bacon- I wonder if doing this will summon.... THEM?

[Steve] Oh! You!

[Ring Leader] - Who?

[Steve] He's being naughty.

[TLOT] Chuckles- Cp's wife Lie Looooves bacon-

[Ring Leader] - CP?

[HG] cp is mean

[TLOT] Tall Herobrine? Red hair, v-neck shirt? Sometimes a cat?

[Ring Leader] - Oh! Herobrine!

[TLOT] Well there's lots of Herobrines, even though we're a decently rare spawn, but Doc has a knack for bringing us together. Your brine is our creepypasta Herobrine. So, Cp.

[Ring Leader] - Oh, okay...

[TLOT] The Testificates on my seed considered me a cautionary story, a legend of sorts, and gave me a title. I'm known as Herobrine The Lord of Tears. So TLOT. Just as Hg is Herobrine the Gardener. There's also Herobrine the Nether Keeper and Herobrine the Griefer King, and even a Kittybrine.

[Ring Leader] - That's so cool!

[Steve] It would be super confusing otherwise. We also have plenty of Steves and Alexes with different variations and spellings of their names.

[Ring Leader] - I wonder how much longer Splendy will be...

[TLOT] If you're just looking to kill time, go ask Doc about the candy seed. I bet they're up by now. Anyone want some bacon?

[Ring Leader] - I'll take some bacon first!

[HG] what is bacon and do you have the seeds to grow? I want to grow as many things as possible

[TLOT] Makes a big fan of some strips and splits it with her and Hg- It's pig meat, Hg. But if you can make a bacon tree, you'll be the most popular brine on the seed.

[Ring Leader] Happily munches away-

[TLOT] Chomps a strip Steve is holding out for him and gives him a sultry look-

[HG] I never ate a pig before I have never been good with a sword or had the guts to hit a pig with one they have such cute little faces

[TLOT] Ah. I understand, but you have to go with your metabolisim sometimes. I need meat. Sometimes raw. I feel sick otherwise.

[HG] I have been doing good eating plant I like making cake sometimes if I can get the suplise

[TLOT] You and Doc both. They really like carrots.

[Steve] Didn't we have a carrot cake recipie?

[TLOT] Maybe?

[HG] I have a lot of carrots now they are growing very big

[Steve] Considering that stuff you water everything with I can imagine.

[Ring Leader] - I think I'll go see if I can't find Doc now

[Doc] -Is tending to hir pokemon in Deerheart's study-

[Ring Leader] - Um... Where should I start looking?

[HG] -gets up and waters the lemon tree to let it become a full crop again-

[TLOT] Their room is on the right at the top of the stairs - points- Just call down softly. Deerheart tends to wake up first but stay in bed. Don't be shocked if she's naked, that's normal.

[Ring Leader] - Okay!- She skips up the stairs and stops at the top of the ones which lead to Doc's room- Doc?

[Deer] - Come on down!

[Ring Leader] Goes down the stairs- Hi! I'm looking for Doc!

[Deer] - Down those stairs right over there

[Ring Leader] - Thanks! SHe heads down the stairs- Doc?

[Doc] Down here! - Xe's feeding hir pokemon

[Yaunfen] Watching from atop Deerheart's desk while sucking happily on a blue gem-

[Exeggutor] Makes a weird digital noise at the newcomer.

[Galvantula] Is clinging to the wall above the group

[Archen] Running and flapping like a small, colorful chicken.

[Ring Leader] - Hi! So TLOT mentioned something to me about a candy seed?

[Doc] Oh? You mean Yaunfen's home seed? What about it?

[Ring Leader] - I was wondering you could take me to see it?

[HG] -Tries to follow where Ring Leader went-

[Deer] - HG? Are you lost?

[Doc] Sure! It's a really pretty seed. I can always get some more candy and stuff for the little one- gestures at Yaunfen-

[HG] oh no I wanted to see doc I heard TLOT and Steve tell ring leader to come here so I was trying to find hir

[Deer] - Right down there HG, just go down the stairs

[HG] thank you -goes down the stairs-

[Doc] Hey Hg, did you need me too?

[HG] i wanted to see this candy place too and to tell you that i have a house so if there is any plants you want to give me i can grow them there

[Doc] Well there's plenty you can pick up there. If you like sugar of course. And I'm glad you hae a place to call your own as well. No more skulking around

[HG] that will be interesting to have a lot of candy plants

[Ring Leader] - Should I bring anything?

[Doc] Nah, I'll give you each a backpack trunk in case you fill your inventory- Calls up - Deerheart? I'm gonna go pick up more candy for Yaunfen. Should I take them or leave them with you?

[Deer] - You can leave them here, surprise them with treats

[Doc] Can you come down?

[Deer] - Absolutely- She comes on down

[Yaunfen] - Burp!

[Doc] Is obviously feeling better and does a graceful slide on the quartz floor with just the tiniest trail of sparks. Xe sweeps Deerheart around and kisses her while dipping her passionately-

[Deer] Squeaks in surprise but is soon returning the kiss-

[Doc] Gives her a wonderfully loving gaze before releasing her gently onto her hooves again. - Thanks for watching the baby.

[Deer] - Of course love

[Ring Leader] Is giggling-

[HG] -was distracted by trying to pet Exeggutor he didn't notice deer and doc kissing-

[Exeggutor] Is patting Hg with it's leaves playfully-

[Doc] Straightens hir coat and spawns a pair of saddle bags, stripping it and making two rucksacks from it. - Here you go guys-

[Ring Leader] - Thanks!

[HG] -takes the bag while still petting Exeggutor- thank you doc

[aven] -pokes ben-

[BEN] Grumbles- What?

[aven] we should play some video game maybe hyrule would pick up a word from a game that has nothing to do with water

[BEN] - And what game wont leave one of us cussing our heads off?

[aven] legend of Zelda?

[BEN] Gives Aven an "Are you fucking kidding me look"- Uh, water temples?

[aven] we aren't going in them

[BEN] - But there's still so much water!

[aven] but don't you want to teach hyrule about legend of Zelda?

[BEN] - Once he's a bit older and we can take him there, then yes

[aven] but I want to play a game

[BEN] Suddenly smirks- How about a different type of game?

[aven] I would say yes but who would watch hyrule gem and her guardians aren't here

[BEN] Groans and mumbles under his breath-

[Hyrule] -is wiggling and managed to flip himself on to his belly-

[BEN] - SHIT! HYRULE!

[hyrule] -is trying to stand on his hands and knees-

[aven] I think he is getting ready to crawl

[BEN] - Well let's get him out here so he doesn't fall and hurt himself

[aven] -pick hyrule up and puts him on the floor between ben and her-

[hyrule] -starts with a slow crawl-

[BEN] - He's moving!

[Aven] -has a big smile on her face- oh he is doing a great job

[hyrule] -crawls over to BEN-

[BEN] Moves so he's a few feet in front of Hyrule- Come on, come to Dada

[Hyrule] -crawls back over to BEN-

[BEN] - Yay! Good job buddy!

[Hyrule] -crawls over to Su who is laying in her bed-

[BEN] - Er, should we stop him? He may pull her fur...

[su] -nuzzles Hyrule before making a quick yip-

[BEN] - Come back here Hyrule

[Hyrule] -crawls back to BEN-

[BEN] Picks up Hyrule- Yeah, that's our smart boy!

[hyrule] -bops BEN's face-

[aven] he is our brave boy is isn't scared of anything

[BEN] - Except water

[aven] it's seem like he is the opposite of afraid of water

[BEN] - Shush

[hyrule] wa-er

[BEN] Groans-

[aven] seen he likes water

[BEN] - WHHHHHHHHHHHHY!?

[aven] why do you think ben take a wild gess based off of our fear of it

[BEN] - To torment us and drive us nuts....

[aven] because he never developed the fear because he never drowned he never experienced it so he just doesn't fear it

[BEN] - No drowning...

[aven] that's the point he never did so there was no way to get hydrophobia

[BEN] - He'll never go near it

[aven] ben he loves water you will have to accept it when he is walking around and one day gets swimming lessons

[BEN] - Never

[aven] you and me both know he likes no loves water and I will be the one to encourage that so you will have to stop me from letting gem teach him which will be hard because you will also have to go though the guardians and i know you can't

[BEN] - Aven, I have defeated Ganandorf numerous times and stopped the moon, I can reverse time if I so choose! Do you really think I'm so pathetic that those things can stop me?

[Aven] there are more then one and two of them are taller then gem and they don't have organs so you can't stab them to death and they did a pretty good job of holding you back that one time we gave hyrule a bath

[BEN] Growls-

[aven] even so do you really want hyrule to be sad because you won't let him get near water

[BEN] - I don't want what happened to us, to happen to him!

[Aven] but it won't no one will allow it

[BEN] Whines-

[Aven] do you trust gem not to hurt hyrule

[BEN] - When not around water? Yes

[Aven] why not around water

[BEN] - Because it's water!

[aven] if she would never let hurt hyrule on land why would she let hyrule get hurt in the water

[BEN] - I DON'T KNOW!

[Aven] ben calm down listen we really don't have to deal with that right now he only just started to crawl but just keep in mind no one will let him drown

[BEN] Whines again while still holding Hyrule-

[hyrule] -is wiggling in ben's grasp-

[BEN] - Shhh, it's okay Hyrule- He bounces his son a little

[hyrule] -giggles-

[BEN] We really do have a perfect child, don't we?

[aven] yes we do

[BEN] - It weird you know, I know Painter and Judge want a kid, but it's weird to think of other pasta's having kids...

[aven] I guess it's a little weird but it would be interesting what would happen being our kid has the same eyes we have what would happen with them

[BEN] Snorts in amusement- Or CP and Lie!

[aven] my best guess like another brine

[BEN] - Yeah, but what sort of temperament would it have?

[aven] i'm not sure maybe one day we will know

[BEN] - Yeah right, I mean, I know CP is good with kids and all but...

[aven] he also curses and yells a lot

[BEN] - Don't get me wrong, I think the kids would have a good life, especially with Lie as it's mom, but with CP around it would probably be stressful

[aven] yea I can see that

[BEN] Sighs- I'm getting hungry, what's there to eat?

[aven] gem normally leaves meals in the closets chest to entrance of the storage room we should check there

[BEN] - Will you please go get some?

[aven] sure -goes down to the storage room and gets some food and comes back with to plates of food-

[BEN] Is laying on his back with Hyrule on his chest-

[hyrule] -is bopping ben's face-

[aven] I got food

[BEN] - Are you trying to get Dada's nose?

[hyrule] -does get his nose and get a good grip on it-

[BEN] - Oh no! My nose!

[aven] -puts ben's food above his head and sits next to him-

[BEN] Nasally- Feed me?

[aven] hyrule is in the way I can't -starts eating her food-

[BEN] Gently starts moving Hyrule farther down his chest- Come on Hyrule, breakfast time

[hyrule] -lets go of ben's nose-

[BEN] - Ready to eat Hyrule?

[Hyrule] -baps ben-

[BEN] - Hey Aven, if you feed me I'll feed Hyrule

[aven] sure -puts her food down and grabs bens and hold out a bit for ben

[BEN] Opens his mouth-

[aven] -puts it in his mouth-

[BEN] Chews happily with a mumbled thanks-

[aven] your welcome

[BEN] Points at Hyrule's bottle as he sits up, holding Hyrule-

[hyrule] -is trying to grab in the direction o the bottle-

[Aven] -goes and gets the bottle and gives it to ben-

[BEN] Immediately starts feeding Hyrule-

[hyrule] -is happily drinking the bottle-

[BEN] - More food babe?

[aven] -gives ben some more of his food-

[BEN] Then returns his attention to Hyrule-

[BEN] - We need to get a babysitter soon...

[aven] yea but don't be surprised of they give them a bath

[BEN] Growls-

[aven] oh come now you should expect that if he is dirty

[BEN] - He's fine!

[aven] -rolls her eyes a little- he is fine now but he is going to be getting dirty faster now that he can crawl-

[BEN] Whines again-

[aven] -gives ben a kiss on the cheek- your a good dada

[BEN] - Yeah yeah

[aven] -leans on the wall-

[Doc] So we'll have to travel through the outside a bit to get where we're going. But I'm used to giving rides. You two ready to go?

[Ring Leader] - Oh absolutely!

[HG] i am nervous but yes

[Doc] Makes a hole in the firewall and shifts as xe phases out the hole, the dragon is waiting on the other end to carry them- Just hop on, I'll carry you both.

[Ring Leader] - Cool!

[HG] -nervously gets ok and holds on to his watering pail for comfort-

[Doc] Closes the hole- When you live with creepypastas, it's useful to be large, it helps prevent fighting.

[Ring Leader] Giggles as she settles herself- I'll say, Slender often uses his size and tentacles to break up fights

[Doc] I tangled with Slender once like this while he was hurt. He still beat the crap out of me thrashing around. But he would have smashed me flat in my normal shape.

[HG] he sounds scary

[Ring Leader] - Yeah, but at least he's protective of his family

[Doc] I know, I'm not trash-talking him. He's one tough cookie.

[Ring Leader] - Now then, let's get going to this candy seed!

[Doc] Trots through the statick and soon reaches the right spot, xe makes a door and slides inside. The sky over the seed is a lovely shade of pale blue and the pastel trees cast faint shadows over the iced cake ground.

[HG] whoa

[Doc] Trots down the airblocks and walks along the ground level. The surface is peppered with lollipops and popsicles growing like flowers.

[HG] are these plant?

[Ring Leader] - THIS IS SO COOL!

[Doc] Yep, - Xe slows so they can get down. Pick a few, as long as you carry them in in your inventory they'll grow just fine on our seed. - At Ring Leader- You see where my little one gets it. They fit right in here.

[HG] -gets down and tries to water them-

-The plants get larger-

[Doc] chuckles- Now you made em too big to fit in your mouth!

[Ring Leader] Jumps down and starts collecting things-

[HG] -waters a tree-

-The pastel tree shoots up a few blocks and drops the local saplings. They seem to be mounded cones of mint chocolate chip ice cream.

[Ring Leader] - Can we eat these?

[Doc] Yes! And Hg, you should know that one already, TLOT planted one at the spawn.

[Ring Leader] Picks up one of the cones and takes a lick- Yummy!

[HG] -starts collecting things so he can grow them-

[Doc] This is why I only feed Yaunfen sweets. They're home seed is made of nothing but. - xe spots a chicken - watch this- The big dragon wiggles their butt like a cat and pounces on the chicken. With a wild skwak it lays an egg and xe lets the bird go to grab it-

[Ring Leader] - What is it?

[HG] -goes over to the chicken and pets it-

[Doc] Chocolate, with some kind of sugary filling thats yellow and white.

[Ring Leader] - So like a cadburry egg?

[Doc] I guess? Is that a human candy irl?

[Ring Leader] - A very yummy one!

[Doc] Offers her the big egg - if it's your fave you can have it

[Ring Leader] - Thank you!

[Doc] Looks around for some water, - there's something else I've been wanting to pick actually...

[HG] -is collecting as many candy like plants while petting any animal he passes-

[Ring Leader] - What is it?

[Doc] Hey Hg! Use your can to get some milk if you find a cow. Steve said it's vanilla-flavored. Hm?

[HG] I don't have a bucket

[Doc] Oh, I'll spawn one, hang on-

[Ring Leader] - What do you want to pick?

[Doc] Fusses around and gets a bucket from the creative, it's an empty seed so there's no resistance to changing modes- Here you go - the pail is a cute purple with tiny white flowers- Oh, the local equivilant of sugarcane.

[Ring Leader] - Do you need help finding it?

[Doc] It'll be near water. They're tall and stripy

[HG] this is a nice bucket I like the little flowers

[Doc] Everything here is so cute.

[Ring Leader] - Can we also bring back one of those chickens? I'd love to have one of them

[Doc] Sure! I'll find the spawn egg and you can just tap it out whenever you get home. - Fusses around-

[HG] -goes off to look for more things and a cow-

[Doc] Don't get lost Hg! There are mobs. They just looks like decorated cookies and such.

[HG] -isn't that far but is out of sight because he is behind some trees-

[Ring Leader] Is looking around herself, still licking her cone-

[Doc] Is keeping an eye on both of them and finds a small pond. Xe takes a drink and sneezes - It's all fizzy!

[Ring Leader] - Fizzy?

[Doc] Yeah, it's sweet and bubbly, it's weird.

[HG] -finds a cow and gets some milk then pets it HG comes back to the others- I found milk

[Ring Leader] - So like soda?

-The cows look like pinata animals-

[Doc] OH YEAH! You're right. I had that once. Damn that was a long time ago. first time I ever went irl.

[Ring Leader] - I love soda! It's so good!

[HG] -balances the pail on doc's back-

[Doc] Makes a weird face- why are you putting that there? I'm not a shelf.

[HG] but you wanted the milk and you where busy talking and I didn't want to interrupt so I put it there so I could go look for more plants

{Doc] I wanted you to try it, silly. Lie has one of those cows actually.

[HG] oh -pick back up the bucket and tries it- this is good

[Ring Leader] Spots something striped- Hey! Is that what you're looking for?

[Doc] Peeks into the shadowed space- OW! Fuck you! - Xe snaps on something with hir jaws and there's a bit of a clatter-

[Ring Leader] - You okay?

[Doc] Has an arrow in hir nose and spits out a candy striped bone- Yeah. Here skeletons also have stripes.

[Ring Leader] - I'm sorry!

[HG] are you ok

[Doc] It's okay, just pull it out for me please.

[Ring Leader] - Sure! Just bend down a little

[Doc] Hunkers down- At least it tasted good.

[Ring] Yanks the arrow out with a practiced motion-

[Doc] YOW. Thanks.

[HG] doc can I use the top of your head to look out for more plants?

[Doc] Sure- is already low to the ground - keep an eye out for anything striped-

[HG] -gets on top of Doc's head-

[Doc] Lifts up so they can both see. Over the next rise there's an extreme hills biome and quite a few endermen milling in the shadow under an overhang. They look like pocky sticks with a crumble coating.- Weird to see so many of them out in daylight...

[HG] yea -is trying to look in other directions-

[Ring Leader] Is just happily gathering things-

[Doc] Oh, duh! I bet the End is getting pretty full, oh well. Tough luck for them.

[Doc] Heads off along the bottom of the hill and the trees part to reveal the ocean. There's a thin ribbon of boiling liquid strawberry lava pouring down from a cliff into the sea.

[Ring Leader] - Oh, that looks hot

[HG] -is looking along the coast for any new plants-

[Doc] It has a really interesting flavor when it cools. Those black blocks under the water are a spongy black licorice. Here, hop on my back again. I'll just walk in the water, I can see what I need from here-

[Ring Leader] - Okay!

[Doc] Scoops up a flat orange disk from the water and passes it to Hg- Lillpad. I think it's some kind of flat fruit thing.

[HG] this server is very interesting -the flitter on HG's head is resting takes the lilly pad-

[Ring Leader] Wipes her face a little, thinking she has a bit of ice cream on her upper lip-

[Doc] Trots through the shallow water and finds a stand of what xe's looking for. - There we go! Pick a bunch. They're like a flaky tube cookie with cream in the middle.

[Ring Leader] - Um, in a minute- She's looking for something in her pockets

[HG] can I have some to plant?

[Doc] Yes, grab em all. I want to grow some for Yaunfen- Is watching the trees. It's a swampy area with lots of licorice rope vines making shadows under the trees-

[Ring Leader] Dabs at her upper lip where a bit of blood is trickling from her nose-

[HG] -climbs down doc's neck then gets off and picks some of the sugar cane then starts going for the vines-

[Doc] Hears a squishing noise a bit too late and fires a bolt of statick into the trees. The big slime cube explodes into a bits of flying green jello that go everywhere. - Blech.

[HG] -is covered in jello- ew

[Ring Leader] Yelps and drops her now blood spotted cloth- Oops

[Doc] Wipes hir face and smells the blood- Did someone get hurt?

[HG] i'm ok

[Ring Leader] - Sorry, side effect

[Doc] Side effect of what?

[Ring Leader] - Of being a proxy

[Ring Leader] - Um, could you hand that back to me please?

[Doc] It fell in the soda water- hang on- Xe fishes out the cloth and passes it to her- can you explain to me what's actually wrong? Is it a blood taint like Grinnys radiation?

[Ring Leader] - It's from all the EMP, that's all

[Doc] I see... - xe passes her the full bucket again- have some more milk. It won't help you in the long run, but it's in-game purpose is to cleanse any poisons from your system. It'll stop your nose-bleed at least.

[Ring Leader] - Oh that's okay, it will be over in a minute or so

[Doc] slyly -you know... there is one other solution...

[HG] -is grabbing vines-

-the bright red vines give with a rubbery snap, they're probably cherry flavored, maybe strawberry.

[Ring Leader] - What is it?

[Doc] Looks at her straight on - You could always hang out with us until you turn digital.

[Ring Leader] - No, that wouldn't work

[Doc] Why not?

[Ring Leader] - It's because of the bind between proxy and master. You know the pain you go through when you get hit with one of Slender's blasts? Imagine that 24/7, that's what will happen if the proxy is digital

[Doc] Gets a really sad expression and brushes hir mane against Ring Leader like a cat butting - I'm so sorry... You poor thing.... And Splender too. He just wants to have friends and being around humans just kills them slowly... It's so terrible- Small tear ecapes.

[Ring Leader] - Hey, it's okay, that's one of the reasons I accepted Splendy's offer, so I could be there for him

[Doc] Is still crying a little bit. - I don't get it. You guys just act so casual about these terrible things...

[Ring Leader] - Because we've accepted it

[HG] -come back over to doc- don't cry do you need to hug my water pail it always makes me feel better

[Doc] Busks against HG a bit too- Thank you... I just can't. I don't understand it at all.

[Ring leader] - Hey, at least I'm better off than Masky

[HG] -surprised by doc's butting and makes a small eep sound-

[Doc] Because Slenders waves are stronger I imagine....

[Ring Leader] - True, but his proxies are also granted the ability to just be normal humans every once in awhile

[Doc] Backs off Hg to not scare them- For what purpose?

[Ring Leader] - Because what he asks of them is very stressful, it's why all of his proxies have some form of mask. When they remove the mask, all memory of being a proxy vanish and they can spend time as normal humans, oblivious to the other part of their life

[Doc] Then does that mean that Jewel and Jane are also proxies for someone?

[Ring Leader] - No, they just have masks, like EJ

[Doc] Okay.... - Xe scratches at the surface underneath hir feet and some sticky blocks of toffee pop up - We should keep going. It'll be night soon.

[HG] -climbs back on to doc's back-

[Ring Leader] Wipes away the last of the blood- Lets go

[Doc] climbs out of the water and runs along the shore, looking for the end of the swamp biome

[Rung Leader] - Are we looking for anything other than this sugar cane?

[Doc] A pumpkin would be nice... It basically just a big hollow chocolate thing - Is sniffing around- Look for something with a face... that doesn't try to attack.

[Ring Leader] - A face?

[HG] I would like a pumpkin as well

[Doc] Yeah the pumpkins grow with a jack o' lantern face already part of them.

[Ring Leader] - Pre-made jack-o-lanterns!

[Doc] They kinda ooze eggy stuff when you light them up too.

[Ring Leader] - Cool!

[Doc] Snuffles around and comes comes nose to snout with a pig in the underbrush- SNRK!

[Ring Leader] - Oh cool! What's that!?

[HG] I think it's a pig

[Doc] Yeah. It's some kind of sweet thick stuff.

[Ring Leader] Hops down and looks around- Hey! There's something dark over there!

[Doc] Be careful....

[Ring Leader] Moves closer, climbing up a few blocks- Hey! I think it's a pumpkin! She begins pulling at it

[Doc] Give it a couple of good smacks. Either punch or karate chop.

[Ring Leader] Whacks it with her cane a few times and it pops up-

[Doc] Perfect. You guys want to head back now?

[Ring Leader] - Sure

[HG] could I have a copy of the pumpkin?

[Doc] Sure! I'm going to plant them anyway.

[Ring Leader] Climbs back on top of Doc-

[Doc] Okay! - Xe strikes a bit of a pose and makes an opening before skittering into the outside again. It's a bit cold and staticky and xe makes haste back home with hir riders. The sky is clear blue and inviting as they pop back onto the server. The brighter colors seeming almost glaring after all the pastels.

[Ring Leader] - Well that was fun!

[Doc] Agreed. I like that mod a lot. - into the chat- Sweetheart, I'm home!

[HG] it was an interesting trip these are some interesting plants too

[Deer] - There's a surprise for you here~

[Doc] Gives a little thrill that shakes hir frame. - Yow. On my way! - Xe copies the pumpkin for Hg and passes it-

[Ring Leader] - Can I come with you?

[HG] -takes the pumpkin- thank you doc for letting me come along

[Doc] You're welcome. I'm glad you're settling in. If nothing it's nice to have a brine around with such a soothing hobby-

[Mb] Because they're near the nether portal house- GO FUCK YOURSELF-

[Doc] Ahem....Yes Ring Leader. You should stay with me anyway since Splender isn't back yet.

[Ring Leader] - Then lead on!

[HG] I think I will run back so I can start planting these

[Doc] Well I need to change so I can get in the house. I can't phase through the walls with riders... - Hunkers down a bit - You'll just end up on your butt outside

[Ring Leader] Slides off again-

[HG] -gets off as well-

[Doc] Shifts back and dusts off hir coat- Ah, it's always nice to come home with a full inventory from a good days exploring. And safe trip for you Hg. Come visit anytime.

[HG] I will -runs off in a blur-

[Doc] Fast little bugger isn't he?

[Ring Leader] - I'll say...

[Doc] Leads Ring Leader into the house and they head back down- Deerheart? Where are you?

[Deer] - Bedroom

[Doc] Hesitates - Should I... be alone?

[Deer] - No, that's not necessary

[Doc] Ah, not that kind of suprise then.... - Heads down.

[Ring Leader] Follows them down-

[Deer] Is fully clothed and biting back a large grin-

[Doc] Looks slightly suspicious - Um, Deerheart?

[Yaunfen] Perks up and loudly exclaims- MADA!

[Doc] Yaunfen! Awwwwwww! - goes for the hug. - My sweet little baby-

[Yaunfen] Mada! Mada!

[Doc] Emotionally melts- So proud of you! Deerheart... Did you teach them that?

[Deer] - They figured it out when they couldn't figure out if you were a mom or a dad

[Doc] Snuggles against them- I'm whatever you need me to be.

[Ring Leader] Claps happily- This is so great!

[Doc] At Yaunfen - I brought you something special too- Xe takes one of the copied pumpkins and plunks it on the floor-

[Yaunfen] Sniffs at it and then dives right into the top, splattering the innards everywhere-

[Doc] Tumbles back on the floor laughing. - What a mess!

-There's a slight disturbance as something enters the server-

[Doc] Did you feel that? I wonder if Splender's back.

[Ring Leader] - WHERE!?

[Doc] Tries to pinpoint him- I'm looking

-It's difficult to find him, but it's in Splender's house-

[Doc] He's in his house. I'll walk you over there. It looks like Yaunfen is sufficently entertained for the moment. Sorry about the chocolate mess love. I'll help you clean it up when I come back.

[Deer] - Or maybe I'll help make a bigger mess that you'll need to clean up

[Doc] knowing grin- Saucy little thing....

[Ring Leader] - Come oooooon!

[Doc] Okay okay! - Rushes back up the steps and leads them out through the horse pen level and then through the garden and down the hill to Splender's house-

-There's movement inside of Splender's home-

[Doc] Calls out to him, not wanting to just barge in-

-There's a short wail from within-

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