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legolaslovely · 4 years

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One Love

A/N: The long awaited Kili Ones story! (For me anyway, I have had this idea in my head for WEEKS and it’s finally here!) This story is an AU that revolves around all dwarves being paired One to One, which as @dreams-of-wander has taught me, is not canon. Thank you so much to @dreams-of-wander , @nerdbirdsworld and @patchworkideas for helping me immensely with this story. <3

Pairing: Kili x Human!Fem!Reader

Word Count: 3,770

Warnings: Post Battle of the Five Armies, Everybody Lives AU, One to One AU (see author’s note above), drinking/alcohol, comfort, love confessions, angst that ends in fluff DUH

Summary: (Y/N) and Kili met during the quest for Erebor. Long after the mountain is reclaimed, they are brought together again and Kili learns some things are not as easy as fate seems to make them.

This is by far my favorite picture of him look at his EARS <3

Blessed years had passed since Erebor was reclaimed by its rightful king. The realm was painstakingly restored to its former glory and the carnage and destruction forgotten by all who had seen it. Each loss was remembered and celebrated, but none were commemorated like those of Thorin Oakenshield’s company- saviors and warriors of the Lonely Mountain. They were believed to be the most courageous and wise champions in all Arda. However, some nights, they were simple and brash beings who indulged in far too much food, ale, and amusement.

The Grand Hall had often held scores of bodies, but never as much noise as that which came from thirteen dwarves and one rather quiet human. Deep and shrill voices like dragon fire, twisted and flew out the closed doors and down the corridors as one almost unbearable wave of sound. Guards at their post sometimes confused strange guffaws with shrieks of pain, popping their heads into the Hall to check on their King. But all inside were always safe, despite the tall tales that led to arguments with corrections, and imaginary details that led to more bellowing laughter and table slamming.

By the time the sun had set, five fresh casks had been dripped dry by the rosy cheeked companions. Dwalin respectfully drank the share of those missing: one small but hungry hobbit and one very large and thirsty wizard. It was his voice presently booming and slapping the ears of those around him.

“I was the first one. Me! First in the house, waiting hours fer another one of ye bastards to show up!”

“That’s not true, brother,” Balin said. “I was the first one. I remember dear ol’ Bilbo showed me ‘is shelves a cheese-”

“’Twas me!” Dwalin yelled. “It was hours before any a ye arrived.” His hand swung as he spoke, sending his empty mug falling and rolling across the table.

Kíli stood, reaching for the mug, but (Y/N) pushed him down. She had been sitting next to him, snickering by his side at the crude jokes and untrue details of the many stories that had been shared. She stood, slipping around Kíli’s chair and taking Dwalin’s empty mug.

“Thank ye, lass. Yer too good, too good. I was the first! I swear on me Ma’s beard.”

“Don’t ye swear on my Ma’s beard when yer lyin’!” Balin said, hurrying to swallow his sip of ale.

(Y/N)’s eyes could have rolled out of her head. The pair were two of the most intelligent dwarves she’d met. However, if either got a lick of ale, this is the argument they’d bring back to life, though all around wished they’d leave it dead in the ground. The worst of it was that only Bilbo had the answer, but the hobbit was hundreds of leagues away in the Shire, safe in his armchair or at his desk with his book.

That thought warmed (Y/N) more than the ale did, but she continued filling Dwalin’s mug at the cask. She filled another for Balin just in case, not wanting to be the center of yet another teasing quarrel between the brothers.

Their mother’s beard was still the topic of conversation when she set the mugs down on the table. She sidestepped quickly, missing Balin’s flailing arm, but she wasn’t quick enough to escape Dwalin.

“(Y/N), do ye know what a ‘One’ is, lass?” he asked, gripping her hand.

“Sort of,” she said.

“Well, me dear,” he said, stumbling to stand. His chair fell to the ground with a crack as he dropped to a knee. “Yer mine.”

A chorus of laughs and slaps sounded but Kíli’s “What?” practically echoed in the hall.

Dwalin continued. “Yer the one human I haven’t wanted to throttle as soon as ye opened yer mouth!” He patted her hand and gave her a soft shove back to her seat.

“I’m honored,” she said, taking a long draft from her own mug. She gave Kíli a look with wide eyes rolling, and shrunk into her seat at the new attention she was being paid by the table. “So, who was it that arrived first?” she asked, sending a wink to her side.

“Me!”

“I was!”

Kíli remembered the night in the Shire fairly well. He couldn’t tell anyone who had arrived first or last, or what kind of cheese Bilbo had stuffed in his shelves. However, he could very clearly recall the first time he’d seen the surprise human Gandalf had brought. She was tall and quiet, but not at all nervous of the dwarves who glared at her and spat questions. Peculiarly beautiful. Kíli could paint her exact appearance from memory.

Though her personality had bloomed in front of him since that night, (Y/N) was still obviously entertained by the dwarves. Kíli watched her hide chuckles behind her mug of ale, rarely taking a sip that would leave her lips shining. She sent him sideways smirks and smiles when the company stumbled across their inside jokes or fondest memories. Equally as often, she turned to Fíli, patting his arm or laughing at his quiet eye rolls and head shakes.

Then she left him. She flew across the room, quick and steady as an arrow shot from a bow, to save Ori from being flattened by racks of cheap ale.

“Wait, Ori,” she said, “let me do that.” She took the cumbersome, empty cask from him and set it back on the stillage with a grunt.

“I wannanother drink,” he said with a scowl.

A chuckle escaped her. “We need a new cask first. Sit down and I’ll bring you a mug, hm?”

“Jus’ one more,” he said. His puss was starting to lift, turning to a blush at a woman’s attention.

She set a hand on his shoulder. “All right.”

The thunk of wood on wood sounded behind them. Kíli had easily replaced the empty cask with a new one. “Go sit, Ori. We’ll bring it to ya.”

Ori turned to (Y/N), chin falling, swearing a silent oath. Then he turned and waddled back to his seat, accepting a hand from Bofur instead of falling and hurdling to the ground. (Y/N) slapped Kíli’s arm as he snickered and screwed the spigot into the cask.

“Should we really give him another?” she asked.

Kíli shrugged. “Dwalin’ll walk him to his chambers later. Let him have his fun.” While her head was turned and he was allowed to look, Kíli admired the curve of her cheek as she smiled, her slim fingers around the mug handle. She’d almost caught him staring. “What do you know about Ones?” he asked.

“A One is like a soulmate, if I’ve eavesdropped correctly,” she said with a wink. She moved Kíli’s distracted hand and slapped the spigot with the heel of her palm, catching the flow of ale with Ori’s mug. “You dwarves only love once and everybody has a ‘One.’ Is that right?”

Kíli hummed.

She leaned against the stillage, hip out with one foot crossed over the other. If she’d learned anything from the dwarves, it was the easy posture she was exhibiting. She was stiff and tall as a board when they’d first met.

“It must be a comfort to know someone is out there especially for you,” she said. “Us humans, we just wander around blind, lucky if we ever run into anyone good.”

“You don’t believe in Ones?” he asked.

Her face scrunched like she’d been caught rummaging through a farmer’s fields. “I believe you when you say you have a One. But I don’t think I have a soulmate. I guess humans just have to do it the hard way. Meet the right person and let something grow. Takes a long time.”

“You and I have known each other a long time.”

Ori gave out a slurred call for his ale that shattered any hold Kíli may have thought he had on her. He took her hand as she turned, trying to preserve the moment.

“Come take a walk with me,” he said.

She delivered Ori’s drink, waved at Fíli, ignoring his scowl of abandonment, and followed Kíli out of the Grand Hall. By the time she’d closed the heavy doors behind her, the guards were already disappearing around the corner to leave her and Kíli alone in the cool corridor.

“Sick of the old stories?” she asked.

“No,” he laughed. “They remind me of the night we met.”

She stuck up a hand. “Please, spare me! Tell me any story but that one. Dwalin loves to tell me what you all thought of ‘Gandalf’s human spy.’”

Kíli crossed the corridor to stand next to her- closer- and leaned back on the rough stone. “Not everyone thought that.”

“I know. I remember you were the first one to smile at me that night.”

“Because I knew you were special.”

She breathed out a laugh, a little hum, and Kíli enjoyed the grin that spread across her face. “Is that what you dragged me out here to say?”

“Yes and no.”

She turned to him and he wished he would have drank some ale tonight. Something for the courage to ignore her burning beauty, her quick laugh, the intelligence radiating from her and sharp wit telling her that he was stalling.

“This conversation is long overdue,” he said. “But it’s something rather difficult to just bring up, though apparently, Dwalin has no problem with the subject.”

“Which subject is that?”

“Ones.”

“Oh-”

“You’re mine,” he said. “You’re my One.” He could have broken the news better, he could see that clear in her astonished expression.

“Me? But that’s... not possible. How do you know?”

He took her hand, encasing it between both of his, treasuring her closeness. “Trust me. I know. I have never felt this kind of attachment, this pull to anyone.”

She smiled, but her head was shaking. No. “What you’re feeling is camaraderie. This closeness between humans and dwarves is not common, so it’s no wonder we all feel differently when we’re together.”

“That’s not it,” he said. “I have been waiting for this feeling my entire life and I’ve found it only in you. I know it’s hard for you to understand-”

“That our creators- Aulë and-and- that they made us for each other?” She slid her hand from his grasp. “How could that be? We come from such different worlds. If Gandalf and I had never met, I wouldn’t have come on the quest and you and I? Our paths would never have crossed! How cruel would the fates be then? Is this some big joke to-to whoever it is who makes these rules?”

His temper- agony and desperation both- rumbled and rolled and he watched her cower at the raging fire behind his eyes. “How could you say that? This is not a joke! You know how important this is. You know exactly what this means to a dwarf, what it means to me!”

“Of course. I didn’t mean it like that-”

“How could you ever think I would joke about something like this? Do you really think me that insensitive?”

“No!” She grabbed at him and he permitted her hold, but she shrank from his shadowed face. “Kíli, I’m sorry. Please, I just- there’s so much of this I don’t understand.”

“What is there to understand? I love you! More than I have ever loved anyone. Can you tell me that you feel the same way?”

She said nothing.

“I see.” He jerked from her grasp and vanished down the winding corridors.

***

Even as she stood completely alone, she could feel Kíli’s presence beside her- his frantic yet passionate persuasion trying to breach impenetrable fear. He’d left her there in the corridors to listen to his words repeating in her head- how she should have understood, how she made him feel alone. His words, however harsh, were honest, and his gaze so intense, they permeated her temperate thoughts and left them broken like ice shards. She hadn’t managed a sole word when he needed it most. And those she had spoken tore their relationship like precious silk.

She had single handedly sucked the joy from the brightest creature she’d ever known.

The doors of the Grand Hall creaked open, letting a breeze of hearty laughter and ale breath wisp through the corridor. A blond head peeked out and it didn’t take long for Fíli to slide through the doors and then down the wall to sit next to (Y/N). His hand squeezed her knee.

“You know his temper,” Fíli said. “He’ll return when he’s calm.”

She hummed. The company witnessed all of Kíli’s explosive arguments with his uncle during those long months on the quest of Erebor. He’d defend the group’s human or the kingdom’s heir and that low, smooth voice of his would grow sharp and tortured. But no matter what opinions were thrown and no matter how quickly he stormed off, Kíli would always return with a cool head. (Y/N) often wished the first part could be skipped.

“Every ounce of patience in the Durin line was designated to you, it seems.”

He chuckled. “When you meet our mother, you’ll see how true that statement really is.”

She smiled. The movement pushed a tear to slide down her cheek that was immediately wiped away. She’d heard countless stories about Dis. A strong dam to be surrounded by detonating, angry dwarrows all her life. One was born with that kind of strength, it wasn’t something learned.

“There’s so much I don’t understand,” she said. “The only reason I know barely anything about Ones is because Bofur likes to chat when he drinks. Now Kíli’s off who knows where because I didn’t know how to react. I really hurt him.”

Fíli’s stubby fingers wrapped around hers to stop their mindless wringing. “You did nothing wrong.”

“I did the worst thing I could have ever done. I hurt him, Fíli. You should have seen the way he looked at me before he left.” Words, air, tears- they all stuck in her throat for a moment. She squeezed Fíli’s hand and whispered. “I said something I shouldn’t have. I don’t know how we’ll move on from this.”

“He’ll forgive you.” Fíli ignored her as she shook her head again. “He will. And if anyone deserves Kíli’s forgiveness, it’s you. No one can blame you for feeling shocked.”

“Couldn’t he be wrong? How do you know someone is your One?”

She watched him think. Thick hair, round eyes, wide nose, neat braids. Dwarves weren’t very different from humans, she thought. Or maybe she’d spent so much time with the company that she didn’t notice most of the physical distinctions anymore. Their heart and passion, however, those things never escaped her attention. Especially Kíli’s.

“I haven’t met my One, so I don’t know what it feels like,” Fíli said. “They say it’s like trying to describe the sun’s warmth on a chill day. It’s just something a dwarf inherently knows.”

“Sounds wonderful,” she said. She listened for footsteps but she and Fíli were alone in the corridor. “Has Kíli said anything about it?”

Fíli could barely hear her ask the question. “He said it was overwhelming- that you were almost too much to bear. We were starting this journey, leaving home and sprinting straight into a dragon’s mouth. All he focused on until that night was controlling his fear and anxieties, on keeping himself and me safe for Ma. Then he saw you and everything around him and inside him went from raging, stabbing fire to soothing waves of peace. You were his ‘calm and comfort and safety,’ he said. Everything was right when you walked into the room.”

“He said that? When?”

Fíli shifted on the floor. “The night we met in the Shire.”

“He knew immediately? Is that common? Is that a dwarf thing?”

“No,” he grinned. “It’s a Kíli thing.”

They sat knee to knee on the cold floor and Fíli answered all of her questions, starting with her prominent “Couldn’t he have picked someone easier?”

“He doesn’t pick, (Y/N). Ones are created as halves of the other. You were made for each other.”

Fíli found fun in explaining the innermost concepts of Ones, enjoying her wide eyes, embittered sighs, and impatient questions. Kíli was the same way when their mother told them both about her and their father and Fíli silently reveled in that knowledge.

The two close friends bonded impossibly further over their shared interest: Kíli. They both laughed- tension, jitters and tears bouncing off the stone around them and echoing throughout the corridors. She listened eagerly to the particulars of dwarvish traditions and customs, often asking for more details. She eventually let her feelings slip.

“His One should be a dwarf. He shouldn’t have to explain rituals and customs and soulmates, he should just enjoy them.”

“He would appreciate sharing these things with you, teaching you about them,” Fíli said.

She hummed. “But he deserves something better. Something easier.”

“You speak like you don’t mind your part in this,” Fíli said.

Roaring and table slapping sounded from the Great Hall as if the very proposition was so preposterous. The company was continuing their celebration while its three youngest members debated the rest of their lives.

She sighed, the breath shaking and Fíli knew any hope of jest was gone. “Fíli, if I’m lucky, I might live another-”

“Don’t.”

She took his hands and squeezed. “I could live another forty years. He will live another hundred and forty. It would leave him alone for so long... It can’t be me.”

Fíli took her face in his hands, catching the streaming tears that poured down her cheeks like silent rain. Thumbs like boats swept them away, but they kept coming. He tried to look at her as if that exact thought hadn’t been plaguing his mind since Kíli told him the truth. “Don’t think of that.”

“It can’t be me.”

“Look at me.” He waited for her to open her eyes- devastated and dripping, but calm. “Kíli would not want two hundred years with someone else. He’d take a single day if he could call you his for those hours. He loves you.”

***

By the time Kíli’s scraping boots sounded in the corridor, all three heads were calm. As Kíli’s slumped shoulders made their way to them, Fíli squeezed (Y/N)’s hand and slid back into the Grand Hall where the raucous never ceased.

Kíli fell to his knees before (Y/N) could stand. Dark brows hid even darker eyes, things that were usually bright, beautiful and warm. He took her hand and apologized. “I should have never treated you so harshly and it was cruel of me to storm off like that and leave you here alone.”

“No, please. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean what I said.”

“I know.”

Her gaze fell to her lap. Two large hands were wrapped around hers again as if in their rightful place. “Kíli,” she said. “I know that I hurt you and for that I am truly sorry.”

“(Y/N).” He lifted her chin. Every angled feature had gone soft before her. “There is nothing for you to apologize for.”

She nodded. “I just needed some time to understand what this all means.”

“And I should have given it to you. You can have all the time you need. And if you want to go back to Gondor, continue living there, I understand-”

“No.” She shifted, rising to her knees and inching closer. She held his face. “Kíli, I will not abandon you. I won’t leave you without... a piece of you.” She looped his waving hair behind his ear- big and pointed- and grinned.

“Now is not the time to be making fun of my ears again, (Y/N).”

“I didn’t say anything.”

He hummed, a warning. Then his features lifted as thick fingers wrapped around her wrist, bringing her hand into his again. “It wasn’t supposed to be like this. I wanted us to have a calm, positive, and I hoped even romantic moment and I completely failed.”

“Not completely.” The way he was looking at her, taking her in, couldn’t be classified as anything but romantic. “All that matters is that you told me. But are you sure I’m-”

“You’re it for me, (Y/N). There’s no question.”

She would have dragged her hand away, created space between them, but she could still see the pain her previous distance had caused. “Just tell me, am I taking you away from someone else? Isn’t there another woman- dam- out there who is waiting for you? You’re her One?”

“No,” he said, vigorous head shaking freeing his messy locks. The smallest smile. “No. It doesn’t work that way. Dwarves are paired. Since you’re my One, that means there is no other dwarf for me. Only you.”

Her soft, “Oh,” made him panic.

He inched backwards on his knees. “No, I didn’t mean to- I should have worded that better.” He sighed, ridding himself of his incessant, jittery thoughts. “(Y/N), I know you don’t feel for me as I do for you-”

“That’s not true. Kíli, I love you very much, it’s just-”

His strong fingers strangled her hand. “You do?”

Every bit of her restraint left her with her chuckle. “Of course I do. How could anyone not love you?”

He didn’t give her time to admire the bright smile her confession caused. He immediately brought her into a dwarf’s embrace, resting his forehead against hers, sharing the same air, the same content hums, the same moment in time.

“But Kíli,” she said. He heard the nerves there. “This isn’t going to be easy. You’ll have to teach me so much and-”

“We’ll learn together.” He kissed her- a kiss he could live on forever- and pulled her into his arms right there on the floor. He immensely enjoyed this human way of embracing as well, he thought.

He held her close, arms tightly wrapped, fingers twirling hair, comfortable in the silence until she laughed so loud it startled him.

“What is it?”

“You didn’t hear that?” She asked, turning to him. “They’re still going on about who arrived at Bag End first!”

“I guess I was too distracted,” he said.

She grinned, took his face in her hands and kissed him. Then they both agreed not to go back into the Grand Hall until one of the pestering brothers left for the night.

“Fíli’s smart enough to save himself.”

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fearofaherobrine · 5 years

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Roleplay Server Log #389

"Training, Totally Whipped, Brine Babysitting, EAlex Lament”

[EAlex] Is sweaty and exhausted, but finally manages to hold a portal long enough for someone to hop through before it crumbles.

[BEN] - Well, you're starting to get there...

[EAlex] At least I could get in and out without help. That's better then nothing...

[BEN] - Yeah, but now you have to learn how to navigate in the digital void

[EAlex] Hey.... do you care if I take my shirt off? I feel like I'm going to pass out I'm so hot.

[BEN] - Uhhhhhhhhh

[EAlex] Adjusts her front- Stupid breasts... would it bother you?

[BEN] - Well it would certainly be distracting...

[EAlex] That's not a no and I'm soaked. - She pulls her shirt off and puts it in her inventory. - Oh thank goodness. - Her breasts jiggle free. They're just average boobs.

[BEN] Is immediately staring- Boobies

[EAlex] Sour- Yeah. I hate them.

[BEN] - Boobies are awesome

[EAlex] Not when you're not supposed to have them. I'd pop them off and give them to you if I could.

[BEN] - I mean, TLOT could do that for you... He made me female for a little while

[EAlex] It's been on my mind of late... My spawn was stolen when I was formed. I was supposed to be a Herobrine...

[BEN] - Well then go talk to him, you've earned a break from portal making anyways

[EAlex] I'll take that as a compliment. You're a good teacher.

[BEN] - Well I did teach all the other pastas

[EAlex] Then I have one more thing to thank you for. I get the feeling Cp doesn't like being helpful, but he has been anyway. And I would probably have never met him or the others if he couldn't escape the game. I just have one little worry...

[BEN] - And that would be?

[EAlex] Licht. I like her, and she's pretty oblivious... I wonder if me being a guy would change her feelings at all? And how that might make me feel...?

[BEN] - You won't know until you try, and if you don\t like it TLOT could always change you again

[EAlex] Is it really that easy? I mean, you said he did it to you, right?

[BEN] - For him it is

[EAlex] Makes a resolute face- where do you think I could find him?

[BEN] - Ask for him in chat, or just think his name really loudly

[EAlex] wide eyes- He's really that sensitive?

[BEN] - Oh yeah

[EAlex] Cripes. - She screws her eyes shut and thinks of him as hard as she can-

[TLOT] Whispers to her in chat- Did you need something EAlex?

[EAlex] out loud- Holy crap! I mean, yes... if you aren't busy... I was hoping... like we talked about...

[TLOT] I understand. I'll be there shortly.

[BEN] - See? Easy peasy

[Steve] Opens the door on the far end of the room for his mate-

[TLOT] Thank you. - He raises an eyebrow ever so slightly at EAlex's partial dishabille -

[BEN] Obvious boob staring is obvious-

[EAlex] Points at her chest- I'm still hesitant but... could you... get rid of these?

[Steve] Chuckles- Well you know how to get BEN's attention.

[TLOT] Cracks his knuckles a bit- Of course! I was in the mood to do something good today. - He focuses his power and grasps EAlex's boobs a bit fiercely.

[EAlex] Squeak of suprise!

[BEN] Snickers-

[TLOT] Presses the boobs flat, leaving just the nipples protruding.

[EAlex] Happy gasp-

[BEN] - See? Easy for him

[EAlex] Just staring in wonder because it didn't hurt or anything.

[TLOT] You're welcome.

[Steve] Steps over near BEN with a big smile. - So how's your son faring?

[BEN] - Good, should probably be heading back soon anyways. Almost time for dinner

[TLOT] Well give him our best then at least. I htink we can take it from here for now.

[EAlex] Is obviously still really tired, but much more elated.

[BEN] - Alright, I'll be back in the morning

[TLOT] Would you like a teleport? I know it's a bit of a hike.

[BEN] - Sure, why not

[TLOT] types with a bit of a flourish and bids BEN farewell before tping him directly to Hyrule.

[BEN] Vanishes-

[Lie] It's been a few days since Doc's visit and she is in a huff. She's covered in dirt and honesty pollen from having been thrown from a particularly difficult horse multiple times. She marches over to Karla's place and knocks on the door-

-the door opens slowly and apparently by itself...-

[Lie] Sticks her head in- Karla?

[Banette] Peeks out from behind the door- Ba?

[Lie] - Hey Banette, do you know where Karla is?

[Banette] Points towards the back of the house. -

[Lie] - Thank you- She offers a berry

[Banette] Takes it happily and noms on it. They finish it quickly and give Lie's leg a hug before letting go again and shutting the door behind her.

[Lie] Heads for the back of the house-

-There's a quiet sound she hasn't heard in quite some time. The chattery clacking of an old sewing machine-

[Lie] Follows the noise until she finds the source- I see you've figured out how to connect your machine to the redstone

[Karla] Hmm? Oh I had help. - her old machine has a cord trailing off the back of it that's been jammed into a block of redstone that's embedded in the floor beneath the table. - It's such an interesting material. - She inclines her head towards the couch with a shhh gesture-

[Ever] Is curled up in a little ball fast asleep on the wool couch.

-The Wunderwaffe is perched on the footstool and glowing softly blue as it hums to itself-

[Lie] - Yeah it is. One of my hearts is made from it

[Karla] That's quite poetic. - She pushes the fabric aside a little and crosses one boot over the other- so what brings you over today?

[Lie] Sighs a little- I... Need to borrow a whip

[Karla] I see... - She looks her up and down- Has it been an unusually rough day wrangling your husband?

[Lie] Blushes- No! It's a troublesome horse

[Karla] Is that what you're calling him now?

[Lie] - No! Besides he'd never let me do anything like that to him, especially since it could potentially cause permanent harm

[Karla] I thought you had to actually be angry for that to happen?

[Lie] - Well, yes, but still... Besides, the only time he's ever been remotely submissive is under the influence of the lust nectar...

[Karla] That's one of those facts you tuck away for later...

[Lie] - Iiiiiiii may have landed in some honesty blossoms...

[Karla] Steeples her fingers- How interesting.

[Lie] - Eh heh... So, about that whip...

[Karla] Ah yes, something long and hard to suit your needs. I think I can oblige.

[Lie] - Thank you, it will be useful

[Karla] Gets up smoothly and starts hunting through her posessions-

[Ever] rolls over with a soft Snnnnrk-

[Lie] Shifts a bit as she waits, realizing the double meaning in Karla's words-

[Karla] Pulls out a very long leather whip that curls at her feet and examines it with a smile before putting it back. - I presume you'd prefer a crop?

[Lie] - Yes, kinda hard to use a bull whip on a horse when you're riding them

[Karla] My little joke- she draws out a crop in a rather stunning shade of red- Will this do?

[Lie] - Yeah, that should work just fine

[Karla] Offers it to her and tugs it playfully when she grasps it, before letting go.

[Lie] - If your not super busy, I'd appreciate a bit of help so the horse can't run off

[Karla] Ooh a bit of restraint as well? I'll assist.

[Lie] - If you want to call it that- Is getting redder in the face

[Karla] Makes a gracious gesture- lead on then-

[Lie] Heads back outside and towards a small pen with a single saddled horse in it. It's a chestnut and it is far from happy- Alright, let's try this again

[Karla] Gives the horse a good stare. - Naughty beast. Defying your mistress.

[Lie] Hands Karla a lead and leads the horse back out of the pen before swinging up onto it's back-

[Karla] Nice form-

[Lie] Waits for Karla to attach the lead before clicking at the horse and encouraging it onwards, there's an immediate response of stamping and snorting from the disgruntled animal. She gives it a quick whack with the crop which certainly gets it's attention-

[Karla] Barest lick of her lips- And now we see where one of your strength's lie.

[Horse] Starts bucking hard and Lie sits deep in the saddle-

[Lie] - Easy now...

[Karla] Sometimes they just need reminding who is in charge.

[Lie] - Yeah well this ones being dif ASSHOLE!- She shouts as she's thrown and lands in the grass

[Karla] Gives a sharp tug on the lead and shortens the rope in her hands, she delivers a fierce smack on the horses chest and hauls it into a more submissive pose.

[Lie] - Fucking asshole...- She approaches again to get back on- I swear this one must be glitched in some way, I've never had this problem with any of the others

[Horse] Ears are pinned back flat-

[Lie] - Oh knock it off!

[Karla] Gets in the horses face and makes sure it's seeing every inch of her dominance- Behave.

[Lie] Hops back up into the saddle-

[Horse] Paws, trying to hit Karla with a front hoof-

[Karla] Slaps the horses nose firmly-

[Horse] Tosses head in annoyance-

[Lie] - Alright, let him out on the line

[Karla] Backs off and feeds some slack out for the horse-

[Horse] Takes off, trying to run-

[Lie] - Oh no you don't!- She turns it's head so it circles tightly on itself until it can't move- Behave

[Karla] Don't forget the whip...

[Horse] Bucks-

[Lie] Promptly smacks it again- Why are you so difficult!

[Karla] Maybe this one just needs a bit rougher treatment? - Her words are dripping with innuendo.

[Lie] Makes frustrated noises- I'm about ready to just let this one go wild!

[Karla] Perhaps you should drop them off at my house for a while.

[Lie] - Are you suRE!- The horse rears and she almost falls off

[Karla] Oh yes. I like a challenge. Especially when I'm feeling so much younger and spryer then I have in decades.

[Lie] Dismounts and the horse tries to slam it's body into her, she quickly smacks it- STOP THAT! If your sure Karla...

[Karla] Yanks the lead very short and smacks the horses chest again- You're a stubborn one, aren't you? This will be entertaining.

[Lie] - I'll follow you back, help you get it settled. I don't suggest putting it with the other horses

[Karla] Do you have some spare fence... pieces?

[Lie] - No, but I have some wood on me, I can build some quickly enough

[Karla] Good enough for me.

[Godmorgan] Is sitting listlessly at their desk tapping away at buttons as they look over new merch ideas-

[Doc] Rings Dofta a few times and then tries Fangbo insted when there's no answer.

[Fangbo] in the phone - Hmm? What's up Doc?

[Doc] Huh? I mean... is there any chance I can get a clean version of the newest update from you? I already know it's going to cause some 'old map' issues, bugs or no.

[Fangbo] Perhaps... - She smiles a bit to herself- do I get anything out of it?

[Doc] Takes her a bit too seriously and looks around in consternation- ummm...?! How about a houseplant that blooms lollipops? And I'll bring you a cheerie pie!

[Fangbo] Trying to disguise her suprise because she was totally kidding- That... that would be awesome! Come see me and I'll drive you over.

[Doc] Okay, I'll change into some street clothes and be there in a flash.

-Little time passes-

[Fangbo] Lets herself into the office quietly with Doc in tow.

[Godmorgan] Goes to take another sip of coffee and finds their cup empty, with a sigh they stand and start heading for the atrium-

[Fangbo] My office is a bit cluttery, why don't you come sit in the atrium and I'll get a copy from the main terminal?

[Doc] Okay. It's pretty in here anyway. - they lean back on the bench and touch a few of the little flowers that bloom in the planted bed in the center.

[Godmorgan] Walks in, almost bumping into Fangbo- Oh, sorry! What are you doing here so late?

[Fangbo] OH! Just uh, forgot something. Doc and I were out and about and I thought I'd just pop back in for a sec.

[Doc] Friendly wave and closed mouth smile so they don't see hir pointed teeth.

[Godmorgan] - Checking on your newest project again? Or did you finish already?

[Fangbo] Dramatic sigh- You know nothing is ever really finished...

[Godmorgan] - True, I'm stuck with more merch stuff, but I swear next con Jeb is going with me...

[Fangbo] Well it is Minecon.... I don't think he can weasel out of that one...

[Doc] Perks in interest.

[Godmorgan] Is silent for a moment before making an aggravated noise and tossing their hands up into the air and stalking towards the coffee pot-

[Doc] Whispers- Minecon?

[Fangbo] It's a huge gathering of people who play Minecraft.

[Doc] That sounds neat!

[Godmorgan] - It means my workload is tripled at least!

[Doc] What do you do? If you don't mind me asking.

[Godmorgan] - Merch, debugging, coding... And I'm the one sent to almost every convention...

[Doc] But you get to roam around and meet new people and see new places, that's kinda cool.

[Fangbo] Quietly sneaking off to get the file.

[Godmorgan] - No I don't, I either have to be at our table or at panels, really don't get to see much of the con if anything

[Doc] Aww. I'm sorry. But you're doing good work and it's appreciated a lot. Especially the debugging.

[Godmorgan] - Yeah, now if only we could fix a few glitches with the latest update... I wonder though...

[Doc] Little shiver - Well... nothing wrong with a few glitches... it's the bugs that need ironing out... right?

[Godmorgan] - Well it's a bit of both really... Hey Fangbo!

[Doc] Worried look-

[Fangbo] Yes?

[Godmorgan] - Dofta said the phantom problem got fixed by an old friend of Markus', any chance we could rope them in again for more work?

[Fangbo] Eyes flick to Doc- Maybe?

[Doc] Bites hir lip, accidently exposing some fangs - He's pretty busy...

[Godmorgan] - You know him?

[Doc] He's a friend of the family yes...

[Godmorgan] - I mean, if he can figure out how to stop the bubbles that rise from the magma blocks from launching players into the air...

[Doc] Snorts- I think he'd not only not help, he'd stand there laughing his ass off and throwing players into the bubbles.

[Godmorgan] - It only happens if they are wearing frostwalker boots

[Doc] He'd still think it was hilarous.

[Godmorgan] Just sighs- Well, I've spent enough time talking, back to work...

[Doc] Don't work too hard. - chuckles- If you stay up too many days, the Phantoms wil getcha!

[Fangbo] Snorts-

[Godmorgan] - Yeah yeah, don't stay up too late Fangbo, I saw on the board you have an early meeting

[Fangbo] I do?

[Godmorgan] - Yeah, something about the... You knows?

[Doc] You knows?

[Fangbo] Oh... nothing bad I hope?

[Godmorgan] - Just the usual talk, numbers and such

[Fangbo] Oh good. No need to keep counting and bothering them.

[Doc] Is as keenly alert as a pothead trying to determine if someone else is 'cool' or not.

[Godmorgan] - Anyways, catch you in the morning

[Fangbo] Yeah... you too

[Godmorgan] Goes back to their office-

[Doc] Well that was a tad awkward.

[Fangbo] They don't know. It's okay.

[Godmorgan] Yawns and walks into the doorframe of their office-

-thud-

[Doc] Winces- ooh.

[Godmorgan] - Maybe a nap is in order first...

[Fangbo] I htink so, but stay here. Don't try to drive. actually.... Go sleep in Jeb's office. He's got the biggest chair!

[Godmorgan] Stumbles as they turn around, spilling a bit of coffee- Sounds good, show that bastard what happens when he sends me to too many conventions

[Fangbo] Hahah. He'll probably be too stunned to be mad.

[Godmorgan] Heads down the hall to Jeb's office-

[Winston] Is heading into town, his arm needing a small bit of maintenance-

[Coffi] Opens the gate for him with a little bow- Hello sir! Having a good day?

[Winston] - So far, is Tungsten in his forge today?

[Coffi] Last time I saw him he was discussing saddles in the bar with Cheez.

[Winston] - Thank you- He heads towards the bar dodging children as he goes

[Penut and Jelli] Are playing with their kids outside and give him a friendly wave-

[Beanz] Goes storming past with an armload of books-

[Coocont] Is laughing a bit too loud on the side bench of the bar [drunk] Their mate Pinapple just shakes his head fondly-

[Winston] Approaches the bar, giving Pinapple a nod in greeting before looking inside-

[Tungsten] Is munching on a sandwich while Cheez is obviously telling him about something that involves creepers [judging by the faces he's pulling]

[Winston] Approaches respectfully- Tungsten?

[Tungsten] Oh, hello Winston.

[Cheez] Looks up quickly- The name Flicker having just crossed his lips.

[Winston] - I hate to intrude, but I believe my arm may be in need of a bit of maitenance

[Tungsten] Sure! - He stuffs the last bite in his mouth and finishes it. - Should I wake up Copper? Or is it a little tweak?

[Winston] - I'm not certain, but every once in awhile it seems to... Lose connection with the rest of my body if that makes sense

[Tungsten] Alright, lets go get the expert then. Sorry Cheez. You can tell me the rest later.

[Cheez] Obviously a bit intimidated by Winston- Of course..!

[Winston] Steps aside so Tungsten can lead- I do not mind if he follows-

[Cheez] Are you sure?

[Tungsten] Leads on towards the forge-

[Winston] - I am certain- He follows Tungsten out

[Cheez] Goes back to rambling. He's apparently been recruited to help with Flicker's creeper herd temporarily as she has some small ones at the moment. - They're pretty cute, even with their permenantly sour faces.

[Winston] - Ah but the little ones can be a handful, the Master is learning that first hand

[Tungsten] Oh yeah! We heard about the little sprout. Did she turn out cute?

[Cheez] I bet she's gonna be a handful, but hey at least she can't get annoyed and explode on you right?

[Winston] - She's already learned to set herself on fire

[Tungsten] Oh no!

[Cheez] That's going to ruin a lot of baby clothes....

[Winston] - The flames are not yet hot enough to harm anything

[Tungsten] Well that's good. - he opens the door to the forge-

[Drillby] Back so soon? I was just tidying up. Hey Winston, Cheez.

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[Tungsten] Goes to get Copper's bow.

[Cheez] Warms his hands by the lava pools a bit-

[Drillby] Is your arm bothering you Winston?

[Winston] - Yes, it seems to just stop working at times

[Tungsten] Gives Copper's bow a gentle pluck-

[Drillby] oh dear

[Copper] The large Testificate forms- Aye? What do ye need?

[Tungsten] Winston's arm is on the fritz.

[Cheez] Is just watching the big ghost in awe-

[Copper] - I see... Let's take a look

[Tungsten] Pats the table so Winston can sit down and lay his arm straight for them to see.

[Drillby] breezes past with a bundle of dusting feathers and places an upright torch on the table for some extra light-

[Winston] Obliges, laying his arm out flat-

[Copper] Watches as Tungsten works on getting the outer plate off-

[Tungsten] So... did it just slow down and stop or did you have a bit of damage that might have made it stop working?

[Winston] - Nothing more than the usual spars...

[Copper] - Then that prolly be your problem

[Tungsten] I get the feeling Cp hits pretty hard...

[Copper] Glances at the inside of the arm- Aye, the wiring be coming loose... We should probably consider makin a stronger arm...

[Tungsten] I'm all ears. Should I be fetching TLOT or Doc for some melted bedrock perhaps?

[Copper] - If that's what ye think would be best for this, but take yer time. Remember, this arm was rushed

[Tungsten] Well... unless he's in creative..? I mean Cp can't break bedrock with a regular weapon.. can he?

[Winston] - Not normally no, not unless he is tremendously angry

[Tungsten] Then that might be the answer.

[Drillby] Not to butt in, but... TLOT may be the better choice for this. Bits to assemble will be more workable then something melted, unless Doc wants to make the casing themselves.

[Tungsten] I think they'd be more inclined to make a fleshy arm anyway.

[Drillby] Can you -chat- Winston?

[Winston] - No, that seems to be unique to Endrea

[Drillby] Okay, I'll just try and get his attention- He screws his face up and concentrates on calling for his Herobrine-

[TLOT] Sends back a loud enough reply that all present hear it mentally. - I'll be there in a minute, darn it... let me get my pants on... sheesh...

[Copper] - I warn ye, this may take a few days

[Tungsten] What, re-doing the string part? I guessed as much.

[Copper] - Aye, I suggest taking the skeletons measurements and fixing his wiring first

[Tungsten] I can do that.

[TLOT] Tp's himself to Drillby and steps away to avoid clipping him for more then a second or two- Something wrong?

[Cheez] Sir! - polite bow-

[Copper] - The skeletons arm

[TLOT] Confused - Do you want me to shape him a real one?

[Tungsten] No... we were hoping for some stronger raw materials. Can you break bedrock?

[TLOT] I can pick it apart.

[Copper] - So long as it can be formed into a stronger arm

[TLOT] So you actually need sheets of the stuff?

[Tungsten] Just something I can form.

[TLOT] I'll have to help you assemble it.

[Tungsten] I would be honored to have your assistance.

[TLOT] Just nods-

[Winston] Cocks head as he feels a wave of energy from CP, it's slightly panicky-

[TLOT] Perks as well and sends to him mentally- Cp? do you need help?

[CP] - Aether puking and Blake is trying to eat it!

[TLOT] Throw a piece of food, that should distract him-

[CP] - It's not helping!

[TLOT] Is anyone else there?

[CP] - No!

[TLOT] Ugh... - He searches around and forces a Tp to Hope's position to avoid the puking baby- Sorry kitten!

[Hope] Spazzes-

[Aether] Is crying and on fire-

[CP] Has a bit of puke on himself as he tries to block Blake-

[TLOT] Grabs Blake's collar and the wolf freaks out and howls loudly-

[CP] Takes advantage of the momentary distraction to throw down a sponge-

[TLOT] Down Blake! Heel!

[Blake] Isn't having any of it and whines for Lie-

[CP] - Fucker, Lie is working the horses and doesn't need you chasing them!- He starts working on calming Aether

[TLOT] Gives up and drops a post and a lead, tying the wolf to it.

[Blake] Sad howl-

[Aether] Still crying-

[CP] - You didn't have to fucking come over here TLOT

[TLOT] I thought you could use a hand. I was in the middle of something too.

[CP] - Oh boo hoo, your sex was interrupted for no reason

[TLOT] I wasn't having sex, I was in the bathroom. Cripes. And I rushed over to help your general anyway.

[CP] - Which one?

[Aether] Is finally starting to settle down-

[TLOT] Winston. His arm is malfunctioning again.

[CP] - Right, he mentioned that earlier today

[TLOT] Tungsten got as far as asking me for some bedrock to play with before you called for help.

[CP] - I didn't call for help

[TLOT] You know what I mean. Don't be a sourpuss. So whats going on with Aether? That was a lot of puke.

[CP] - I don't know

[Aether] Some small sniffles-

[TLOT] Notices and touches her mind curiously-

[Aether] Just isn't feeling good, it's mostly just an upset stomach-

[TLOT] Someone has a tummyache.

[CP] - No shit

[TLOT] Just checking on the baby! You're touchy today.

[CP] Slight eye twitch-

[TLOT] Eyes narrow - ah... I see the problem. Not enough adult time. Parenting is a full time job.

[CP] - Shut up

[TLOT] I could give her a few drops to settle that out you know...

[CP] - You are not giving my daughter blood

[TLOT] Just thinking aloud. Though you know it wouldn't hurt her in the slightest.

[CP] - I don't want her to get a taste for blood OR coffee

[TLOT] Eyebrow- Worrying about your offspring being bloodthirsty is ironic isn't it?

[CP] - Shut up

[Lie] Is coming back from outside-

[TLOT] Twigs to Lie coming back but doesn't turn around. - what's the matter Cp, you still don't trust me?

[CP] - I'm a fucking creepy pasta TLOT, a violent one. I can't risk that being passed on to her

[TLOT] Smiles widely. - I knew there was good in you Cp. We just had to dig deep to find it. For what it's worth; I'm proud of you.

[CP] Growls a little as Lie opens the door-

[Lie] - Oh, TLOT. What are you doing here?

[TLOT] Just came over to give Cp a hand. Aether had a bit of tummy trouble.

[Blake] whines for Lie-

[Lie] - Puking again? I don't what's causing it...- She goes to release Blake

[Blake] Happy woofing and scampering-

[TLOT] Have you tried just giving her a bit of potion?

[Lie] - I don't even know if that's safe for her...

[TLOT] Tilts his head- she's not a mob.

[Lie] - Yes, but she's so little...

[TLOT] You could have Sweet Alex hug her?

[Lie] Makes a slightly unsure noise-

[CP] Snickers a little- I'm pretty much the only other one she'll allow to hold Aether

[TLOT] Not even Markus?

[Lie] - Well yes him! He's family...

[TLOT] Looks between them, feeling the undercurrent of frustration- I think both of you may need a break...

[Lie] - Yeah but with her tendencies to catch on fire...

[TLOT] Does it hurt?

[CP] - Nah, her flames aren't hot enough to hurt yet, just scares the shit out of Notch and Stevie

[TLOT] Would you like me to watch her for a bit? Fire doesn't bug me.

[Lie] Hesitates-

[CP] Glances at his wife-

[Lie] - She gets so cold so easily though...

[CP] - I think you forget who is standing in front of us...

[TLOT] Plus I was going to head back to the forge in town to help Tungsten. That's pretty toasty.

[Lie] Is uncertain-

[CP] Sighs and approaches TLOT- I will completely end you if anything happens to her

[TLOT] As if I would ever allow harm to you and Lie's most precious creation.

[CP] Scowls-

[Lie] - Wait, I'll go get her carrier!- Turns and takes a few steps before teleporting

[TLOT] Focuses for a moment, basically telling Steve to meet him in town. he hesitates- did she just..?

[CP] - Has been for a few days, I don't think she's realized yet

[TLOT] Stifes a laugh- Anything that helps her learn I suppose.

[Lie] Teleports back in with the carrier- Okay, I also grabbed a change of clothes, some more diapers, a bottle, and her sheep

[CP] Goes and put Aether in her carrier, gently pushing aside some of her bright red hair-

[TLOT] I'll guard her with my life.

[CP] - You'd better

[TLOT] Smiles knowingly- You two have fun. I'll walk over there, so you won't worry.

[Lie] Watches nervously as TLOT walks off with her child- CP...

[CP] Immediately scoops his wife up and takes her up to the bedroom-

[TLOT] Heads back to town. He gives Steve a kiss as they cross paths in the square. The two re-enter the forge with the baby-

[Tungsten] Oh my goodness! Is that?

[Drillby] She's darling!

[Cheez] 99% eyeballs-

[Winston] - Ah, little Aether

[Aether] Burbles-

[TLOT] Finds a spot to set her carrier down and Steve sits on the floor next to her to entertain her a bit.-

-The forge is nice and warm-

[Copper] A wee lass-

[Aether] Happy squeal and kicks around a little-

[TLOT] The first child of two Herobrines. That we know of at least. - He flips a cobble to bedrock and starts picking pixels off of it.

[Tungsten] She's got her fathers wild hair.

[Winston] - And his fire

[Aether] Tries gumming her foot-

[Copper] - The wee ones always bring joy and entertainment

[Steve] Those are your toes! I think the real fun will be when she starts learning words.

[Winston] - She is beginning to figure out different sounds

[Steve] Maybe I can help! - He fusses around in his inventory and pulls out some random items -

[TLOT] Ho boy...

[Steve] This is a carrot. caaaar-oot

[Aether] - Ahpbbbbbft

[Drillby] Is giggling - That's so cute.

[TLOT] Is making a pile of bedrock bits-

[Steve] This is wheat, wheeeeat.

[Aether] More non sense-

[Steve] Shows her a lemon, some cheeries, and Drillby's shears, he's just enjoying playing with her.

[Tungsten] Is tracing out a shape and placing the teeny cubes into it's outline as TLOT molds them back together-

[Copper] Glances at the bows- Ye may like to let Aurum out

[TLOT] looks up for a moment and grins hugely. -Aurum doesn't know Cp has a child-

[Tungsten] Smiles as well- I'll get the bow.

[Steve] Giggles sweetly- this should be funny.

[Copper] Steps back to give them room-

[Tungsten] Gives the bow the smallest, artful pluck. His tone is merry and sing-songy- Aurum? Wake up, we have a surprise for you...

[Aurum] Wakes up and stretches- What is it? A special project?

[Steve] a More like a new friend... - he indicates the smiling baby

[Aurum] Smiles- Aw, look at the tiny one. Who's is she? Or did you find her somewhere?

[TLOT] That bit of artful crafting belongs to Lie... And Cp.

[Steve] Aurum, this is Aether.

[Aurum] Tries to keep a straightface but ends up bursting out laughing- Old sourpuss made that!? Ha! Oh that is rich!

[TLOT] She's already learned to set herself on fire just like her daddy too, thankfully the flames aren't actually hot... Yet.

[Aurum] - Oh I am not going to let him live this down, for all the times he grumbled about my kids crawling over his feet

8:55 AM] Lie: [Aether] Starts to make a bit of a fussy face, her stomach still not feeling the best-

[Steve] Aww don't be sad. Aurum came out to see you. He's all spooky and translucent, isn't that neat?

[TLOT] She's got a tummy ache. I offered a little blood but Cp practically had a fit. He's rather afraid of her getting a taste for it.

[Aether] Starts crying and accidentally pushes her lamb out of her carrier-

[Tungsten] Reachs down with one huge hand and sets it next to her again- There there. No need to be sad.

[Aether] Catches on fire-

[Steve] Yikes!

[TLOT] Sighs.

[Drilby] HOLY SHIT

[Aether] Is not happy and is pretty much surrounded by unfamiliar people-

[Aurum] - Oh that is most certainly the old grumps kid

[TLOT] Sits on the floor and takes Aether in his arms -You can be firey all you want. Your mom and dad need some alone time or they're both going to explode.

[Aether] Is just wailing-

[TLOT] Looks around with a very serious scowl - none of you saw anything, or else? Get it? - He nips a finger on one of his fangs and a drop of blood wells up on the surface of the skin. He pokes it into her mouth and wipes the tiny drop on her tongue.

[Aether] Makes a face at the taste-

[TLOT] Yeah, I know you're too young for coffee.

[Aether] Fusses and rubs her face-

[TLOT] Gives her the smallest kiss on the forehead. - Feeling better now? - He focuses on turning his glitch up and holds the baby against his warm golden armor.

[Aether] Starts settling down a little and gives a big yawn-

[Winston] - I'm just glad most of the time she has her mother's temperment

[Tungsten] Has gone back to arranging bedrock bits on the table- I wonder how else her mothers part of the crafting will be expressed?

[Steve] She might have red hair, but I bet she'll have a green thumb.

[Copper] - The wee one will certainly have an interesting childhood

[Aurum] Chuckles a little- Just wait till she hits puberty, then her fathers side should come out

[TLOT] Lulling Aether gently- And she'll have all of us to watch over her and teach her how to use any powers that might come out as well.

[Aether] Is getting very sleepy-

[Cheez] Cp is going to freak if she starts dating anyone...

[Winston] - There isn't exactly many options in that department at least

[TLOT] Quietly- Brines are meant to be rare...

[Winston] Winces a little as the wires in his false arm are fully reattatched-

[Tungsten] Sorry.... I'm trying to be gentle.

[Winston] - It's fine, it's not unexpected

[Aether] Finally drifts off-

[Steve] Is just wearing a really sappy smile watching his husband in all his firece and godly regalia holding the tiny sleeping infant.

[TLOT] Look up a little- Bet you never thought we'd get this far with Cp....

[Steve] Well we didn't exactly get off to a flying start.

[Winston] - I believe I heard about that specific incident from the Mistress at some point

[Cheez] The whole village knows... It's a brave Steve who kicks a brine in the cubes.

[Steve] Or a dumb one...

[Aurum] - I don't think I've heard about this?

[Steve] I have this thing about my hair.... I don't like people messing with it and I got cursed to have it super long for a short period of time.... I did some dumb stuff....

[TLOT] Like killed an Enderdragon alone.

[Aurum] - An impressive feat

[Copper] - Indeed

[TLOT] That was Ashe's predessor, later on we found out he was a bit of a dick to the Enderman anyway, so good riddance.

[Winston] - Ashe has grown into a fine young dragon

[Steve] Yaunfen too, and Celine, Crim, Pinwheel, Willow and Oak. We have so many awesome dragons.

[TLOT] Speaking of Pinwheel... I wonder how she's faring with Slender and Mirabella in the house...

[Winston] - She is staying with Dr. Emmerich for now

[Steve] Somehow... I think that's a pretty good match...

[TLOT] They both have a taste for murder.

-There's a thrum of pleased energy that passes over, noticed mostly by TLOT-

[TLOT] Ahh someone got their sweet relief at least. And it's not Doc and Deerheart destroying their playroom in a riot of scales for a change.

[Steve] Snorts with laughter.

[Cheez] Goes pink with embarassment-

[Winston] - Good, both of them have been running themselves near ragged

[TLOT] Hence the reason us babysitting was insisted upon.

[Aurum] - Well, at least the baby is in safe hands

[EAlex] Wanders down to the kitchen and runs into Deerheart- Whoops! Sorry...

[Deer] - Oh hello! Do you need something?

[EAlex] I wouldn't say no to a little food but I can get it myself.

[Deer] - Nonsense, your a guest here. I see you've made some changes though

[EAlex] Blushes- I just asked for that one thing for now... I wanted to see how it felt...

[Deer] - Well whatever you decide on, I hope you're happy with it- She pulls out some lemon pies and offers one to EAlex

[Alex] Takes the yellow pie curiously- I feel better... I'm still a bit uncomfortable but I don't want to... move too fast. And there's Licht to consider too. - Their expression is wistful.

[Deer] - Ah yes, the officer

[EAlex] Slumps into a chair and takes a bite of the pie in their hand. - I have feelings and... I'm afraid she'll never feel the same. She's such a mystery.

[Deer] - Well, she's not like the rest of us. She doesn't have much interest in the world online, nor is she digital in any way. She's quite literally from a different world

[EAlex] Takes another bite, and mumbles around their food. They're obviously a bit depressed too- I don't know what to do... And her world is so complicated... I tried to make a basement under her hosue so I'd be less in her space and she made me fill it back in again.. something about a landlord. What a terrible thing, someone claiming a patch of ground they don't even need and making people pay to live there...?

[Deer] - Well their world is a lot more crowded and limited too

[EAlex] I keep trying to show her how beautiful our world is.... I keep hoping I'll stir her imagination... it feels so hopeless...

[Deer] - She's set in her ways, and that makes people stubborn, but have you considered how much she might like her life the way it is?- Passes some tea to EAlex as well

[EAlex] I don't want her to change... but I'd like it if I could invite her to play and it would be a thing she'd look forward too. I just want to spend time with her.

[Deer] - She seems more like a lone wolf to me. She may like being alone

[EAlex] Looks down at whats left of the pie and begins to cry softly.

[Deer] Sits next to her- Just take your time, be there for her as a friend first. Trying to rush things will only push her away

[EAlex] Puts a hand over their heart cluster - I know... It just hurts right here.

[Deer] Because your hearts want it, just be patient, and things might work out

[EAlex] You're lucky... I've seen the way Doc talks about you. You're their world.

[Deer] - Because I literally am the world

[EAlex] You know what I mean. They love you so much. I hope someone looks at me like that someday.

[Deer] - You'll find out eventually

[EAlex] Shoves the last bit of pie in hir mouth. - Any suggestions apart from that?

[Deer] Thinks for a moment- Instead of only trying to share your interests, try some of hers with her as well

[EAlex] Okay... I'll try. I think I should head back for now. I've been gone for a few days at least...

[Deer] - If you want, I've already white listed you so you can return whenever you want.

[EAlex] Thank you Deerheart. - Xe cleans the tears away with the edge of hir shirt, and stands up to make the opening. It takes a lot of effort but xe makes it through and peeks out of Licht's computer.

[Licht] Had only just gotten home and is putting some stuff away-

[EAlex] Moves to Licht's phone and watches her quietly-

[Licht] Seems mostly relaxed and hums a bit to herself before pulling a book off of her bookshelf to read-

[EAlex] Tries to see the books title-

-It's a cheesy romance novel-

[EAlex] Retreats back to the computer and opens a browser window. Xe looks up the author and reads a bunch of summaries, then reviews and then hacks into the site itself and starts skim-reading a digital copy of the same book-

[Licht] Reads for quite a while before her phone goes off-

[EAlex] Can faintly hear her on the phone from the other room-

[Licht] - Yeah sure, I'll come in... Are you positive about that?... Yeah, gimme like fifteen minutes and I'll be there

[EAlex] Slips back onto the phone and hides behind the wallpaper, xe's still reading but along for the ride now-

[Licht] Grabs her gear for work and heads out to her car. She makes the short drive to the precinct. She enters the building and is handed some files and given a quick degriefing. It's a missing childs case-

[EAlex] Still reading and listening. Xe's wondering if there's any way xe can help as well.

[Licht] Goes over what they know, from what the father says, a random couple kidnapped his child from the street after they had left a restaurant-

[EAlex] Searches around to see if there are any security cam feeds in the vicinity-

[Licht] Inquires about camera's and a coworker responds that the restaruant camera's only show the father and daughter leaving and heading towards the nearby city park-

[EAlex] Starts searching other electronics for any clues as well-

[Licht] Gets to work on her computer first-

[EAlex] Comes up empty and decides to just finish hir book for now.

[Licht] Spends several hours looking at information and is exhausted by the time she heads back to her car to go home-

[EAlex] Goes to the computer again and looks for just the right background photo. When Licht finally walks by the computer, the wallpaper is a luscious photo of a huge bundle of heritage roses with a wide silk ribbon encircling them.

[Licht] Gives a tired smile- Evening EAlex

[EAlex] Slinks into the frame. - I was thinking of you... I practiced long and hard with BEN and I can get around the electronics much more easily now.

[Licht] - That's good, so no more cables?

[EAlex] No more cables, and... I got rid of something else too.... - They stand up straighter so Licht can see their now flat chest. - Just the top... for now...

[Licht] - Does it make you feel better not having those?

[EAlex] Yes. They felt bad. And it made me feel bad about myself.

[Licht] - Then I'm glad you're feeling better

[EAlex] How about you? How are you feeling?

[Licht] - Stressed, there's currently a missing child

[EAlex] Is there anything I can do to help?

[Licht] - Well unless you can find a camera that actually saw the event...

[EAlex] Do you have a file with all the basic info in it?

[Licht] - Of course, I sent it to my private email

[EAlex] Mind if I pick through it?

[Licht] - Go ahead

[EAlex] Is reading and already thinking. - I know this is gonna sound dumb... but... we kinda know multiple psychics. Is there any way to get a hold of something we could take to one of them?

[Licht] - I'll see what evidence brings in tomorrow

[EAlex] So... uh... read any good books lately?

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CHASTANTINE

thank you friend.

Gives nose/forehead kisses: um Chas is the obvious answer (if only bc John couldn’t reach his nose/forehead w/o the #kissingstool) but I also think that when Chas is asleep and John’s feeling particularly affectionate but not willing to show it he might do a forehead smooch. w/e w/e I just think it’d be cute.

Gets jealous the most JOHN. Like, obviously. Maybe when they were younger Chas got jealous but by now he knows John too well and isn’t going to expend the energy on being jealous. Esp bc I bet John would try to make him jealous for the attention and he’s not going to reward bad behavior.

Picks the other up from the bar when they’re too drunk to drive: I mean canonically:

But also I’m dying at the potential of it being the other way around like, John can’t drive, but if Chas were drunk, would he try? Would he try and catch another cab and drag Chas home? Would he end up making Chas pay for that too bc John doesn’t like, carry money? The potential for disaster delights me – any time John tries to do something decent it goes so badly, he’d probably end up hailing like a haunted serial killer cab or something and then the night ends with Chas dying, again, and at that point like you might as well have just left him at the bar, John.

Takes care of on sick days: I’m soft so obviously I like to imagine when John is sick (even just like having a bad mental health day, not uncommonly) that Chas goes full mother hen, but I imagine that’s when John sends him off to Brooklyn so he won’t be around to do it, and it’s all very tragic but sometimes Chas picks up on it and comes home early and rolls his eyes at John for being such a disaster but makes him dinner and tries to be comforting.

Drags the other person out into the water on beach day Oh god neither but I feel like more likely John, just to be a little shit. Like in the early days John dragged him to some shitty Atlantic Ocean beach when the water was freezing and gross (idk, Blackpool? Coney Island? Same dif?) and made Chas go out into it, on like the one weekend they hung out where John wasn’t hung over.

Gives unprompted massages They’re both pretty touchy but I think Chas – like John is sitting all hunched over like an idiot and Chas just really thoughtlessly gives him a shoulder rub while checking in on how he’s doing/if he’s hungry/w/e. When Chas does it it’s without agendal but if John tries it’s foreplay, so.

Drives/rides shotgun: Chas obviously drives, always, and gets super nervous when John, for whatever reason, ends up having to, but I’m still delighted by (and may still write, idk) a thing where Chas tried to teach him to drive (WHO ELSE WOULD, in any canon honestly) and it was such a disaster they’re both forever scarred by it.

Brings the other lunch at work: lol at John having “work” but again probably Chas. At best maybe John gets some takeaway, calls Chas to come pick him up somewhere, and offers him chips from the backseat. (Chas has a NO EATING IN THE CAB rule but like - c’mon).

Has the better parental relationship: LMFAO. I mean honestly TECHNICALLY John because at least his dad is (usually, tho it depends on the canons) still alive. Also per my recollection Thomas Constantine mellows A LITTLE (like Gemma seems to have fondish memories of him as a grandfather) so they might at least be on speaking terms. I actually don’t remember if he’s still alive in the show canon but I think yes?

Tries to start role-playing in bed: oh BOY. Well probably John lbr but also imagine a scenario where Chas, thinking that John wants a little more ~spice~ in their love life, bc he assumes John’s more kinky/misses doing that kind of thing, awkwardly puts some scenarios out. And John’s like ok sure let’s go with that but Chas is too embarrassed about it to commit, OR IS HE?

Embarrassingly drunk dancer: Both, but for different reasons – John does the punk jumping/flailing nonsense but Chas is like, a white dad. I mean like it’s possible that bc he’s a bigger guy Chas has like, more awareness of his body and how to move it in a dancing sphere but also: lol no.

Still cries watching Titanic: I can’t imagine either of them watching Titanic except to make fun of it – if nothing else it’s TOO LONG and I have trouble picturing John being patient enough for that. But I think they do watch movies (John’s weirdly up on pop culture in the comics at least – like he references Star Wars/Trek and Doctor Who and This is Spinal Tap, because JOHN CONSTANTINE IS A NERD.

Firmly believes in couples costumes: I wanna say Chas only bc I think it’s a very Brooklyn Hipster thing to do clever couples costumes (like, puns) that take A LOT of explaining and John’s like WHY THIS but Chas is like I ASK LITERALLY ONE THING OF YOU, EVER. As an aside I also imagine Chas makes the costumes (he definitely makes Geraldine’s) bc he’s handy like that.

Breaks the expensive gift rule during Christmas: Honestly bc Chas actually has to earn his money, I think it’d be John, because he saw something nice Chas would like and like, “liberated” it. Chas is like ‘you tried so I’m not even going to ask where you got this, thank you.’

Makes the other eat breakfast: Chas usually but John apparently does like to make breakfast for his partners so when John’s in a good mood and Chas is like, willing to indulge it and eat a lot of carbs, it’s John.

Remembers anniversaries: I think both but neither of them bring it up bc what if the other didn’t remember??? They don’t want to make it weird. (but Chas is more introspective than usually kinda just being like ‘wow have I really been doing this casual unspoken maybe FWB/maybe something else thing with John for this long?? should i stop?’ but then John’s especially sweet that day bc he remember too and idk Chas is like ‘no never mind this is fine’. I mean is it tho????? who knows. Anyway they have a secret anniversary fuck and John gives him a sweet forehead kiss once he thinks Chas is asleep. #callbacks).

Brings up having kids: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. (my horribly sappy headcanon for this is that when they were younger (pre-Renee obviously) and doing the casual WE’RE JUST FRIENDS WHO MAKE OUT SOMETIMES thing, edging toward Legit Dating, Chas floated the idea of kids not being so bad, maybe, one day, who knows, NEVER MIND and John was like, oh no. Or else John was having some drama with his sister/his niece and/or his own father and was like ‘ugh who’d ever want to have kids, like the world needs any more needy shitty bastards in it’ and it was Chas who was like, oh no. And/or John noticed Chas wanted kids and realized that’s something he’d never be comfortable dealing with, so he did his One Decent Thing of the year and broke up with Chas over it, but in the least mature way possible, ie, cheating on Chas or saying the whole thing was getting too boring for him.)

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#chastantine #ship meme #quasistellar #long post #sorry not sorry #i just have a lot of headcanons #john constantine #john constantine kissing dudes 2k14 #chas chandler #he's a bear. and he's a daddy. he's a daddy bear

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