Nerissa's gay rizz has me swooning, jfc

Yknow I feel like I should have a main post where I share my Milgram opinions/verdicts (thought of this bc i was writing my sister's opinion on the milgram characters). So I'll go character by character.

Will anyone read this? I don't know but its here

Haruka: I relate to him a bit (shitty mother, intrusive homicidal thoughts, neurodivergence). I def feel bad for him but hes still really guilty in my mind. I just think the whole killing for attention thing is a really dangerous mindset you can't just get out of, especially if you're being told you're not in the wrong. And it definitely seems like he doesn't actually feel bad for the girl he killed, just feels bad because people are mad at him for it. Idk. But I enjoy his dynamic with Muu a lot, even tho its toxic i just think its really interesting. But I wish him the best and he deserves a hug. His songs are mid tho (/hj i like them)

Yuno: I love her personality and I think shes so fun, but I honestly don't think about her a lot compared to the others. But I love her and specifically enjoy her dynamics with (obv mostly in fan content) Kazui, Mahiru and Fuuta. Her and Fuuta are such a good platonic ship (romantic is fun too). Innocent vote, obv. I like her songs, but Tear Drop moreso than Umbilical.

Fuuta: Oh my god I wonder what I think of him. In all seriousness he's a major hyperfixation of mine at like every given moment. I adore him and i think he deserves better and to be innocent. Like he feels so guilty for what he did and he didn't know any better, everyone around him was encouraging his behavior and praising him for it. But then it got too far and all his friends abandoned him and blamed him like. Poor fuuta :( and he's like 100% right when he says him and es are exactly the same. On another note, major fan of 0309 (romantically, but either way works), and also love his dynamic with Haruka, Yuno, Mahiru, Amane and Es. His songs are both in my top three (backdraft being #1)

Muu: Tied for my fav character(? Fuuta might beat her idk) I love her personality and vibe and everything just ❤️❤️ queen shit. And her queen bee design is gorgeous. Typically my favs are men but shes one of the first women ive hyperfixated on this much. Again, love her dynamic with Haruka, not from a like. healthy relationships could make the characters better standpoint, but from a story perspective its interesting. But yeah guilty. As for her songs, INMF is my #2 and i like After Pain

Shidou: Honestly I used to be kinda indifferent about him and just found him to be boring but then I rewatched his voice dramas and read some fics and I like him more now. I feel really bad for him bc he went through a really shitty situation which he felt he had the power to change and was stuck in a shitty moral dilemma bc of it. And in the end he did shitty things to save those he loved and it didn't even matter. He feels so guilty and doesn't deserve it. Innocent <3. Also romantic 0507 ftw (0506 is cool too). Him and Amane are silly too. As for his songs i like them, but they're not my fav

Mahiru: i like her, but im not too like. invested in her ig. But i feel bad for her :( she just wants to feel love and like. clearly she did something wrong but she didn't know she was. She never intended to hurt anyone. So innocent. Unless we find out she like. did something really fucking bad then maybe guilty. But in I Love You it implies it was a mutual toxicity so it probably wasn't something super terrible? But anyway. I love her with like all the characters cuz shes just so fun to see interact w others, but specifically with Yuno, Fuuta, Shidou, Amane and Mikoto.

Kazui: Hes so fun i love him. Like all he wants is to be honest and be himself but he feels pressured to lie and then finally he tells the truth and his wife fucking kills herself like- jeez- poor guy. Like following the gay theory, i get why she mightve done it (imagine being told the romance you built your entire life around for like 20 years was all a lie, and that your husband never actually loved you and just pretended to and every time you kissed or something he was just pretending like. that sucks poor hinako) but its so awful that he had to go thru that. But anyway innocent, kazui come out we accept you. And stan 0507. Song wise cat is easily #4 but. half is ok ig

Amane: Yknow i love amane but I also hate her and i think part of that might be the fandom? idk. I feel sorry for her bc she grew up in such a shitty situation but also i think shes beyond the point where we can uninstill those ideologies. Like shes 12, not 5. And amane says it herself that she has as much of a free will as everyone else and that her decision to kill/stay in this environment should be valued. Not that i think she should remain in this abusive situation, but she's not just some innocent kid whose being manipulated, she knows what she's doing. Hence, guilty. I don't think either vote will change her or anything so im voting with my honest opinion. As for dynamics, i love seeing her interact with all the other prisoners, but especially Shidou and Fuuta.

Mikoto: I love mikoto a lot but im so on the fence about his verdict. Ive been voting him innocent but theres still a part of me thats like. debating it. Bc he shouldn't have to be punished for John's actions, and it sucks that that's the situation hes in, but its that or more murders are left to occur. The main reason i say innocent is under the idea that John could go dormant or just stop fronting as much if we reduce mikoto's stress (like he says will happen i think). But hes so complex and fun i love mikoto. Specifically i love romantic 0309 but also his dynamic w the smoking group and mahiru. Also i love his songs.

Kotoko: I love her but also fuck her for hurting fuuta (and mahiru too but mainly fuuta). She annoys me bc she was so quick to almost murder several people based on a preliminary verdict that was made using little information. Like she knew this wasn't a concrete verdict, but attacked them anyway. I get her ideology of "kill people who evade justice to protect the weak" but only when they've actually done bad things (ie. the guy kidnapping the little girl). But when she doesn't know what they did and knows the person accusing them doesn't either???? Like bruh. But i like her character shes fun. I like seeing how she interacts with es and everyone she attacked. And songs, harrow is okay and i really like deep cover.

Whew im done.

skz as high school cliches

a/n: awww this request was so cute n fun <3 all of these are in the context that y/n and skz are datinf

warnings/genre: fluff, really fluffy, cursing here n there, felix is a nerd but everyone loves him

chan

-Student council president and the classic jock

-soccer team captain, he’s always on top of things, teachers love him

-everyone’s surprised when he says he wants to go into music, but just like everything else, he’s amazing w a guitar and his VOICEEE <333

-everyone hates you two because he fuckin serenades you and shows you off 25/8, writes songs for you and leaves them in your locker and posts you on his social media story like everyday

-he tends to overwork himself, and YOUU you’re just the light at the end of the tunnel for him, you’re his energy shot, he literally needs you to function in the morning LMAO

-probably dress codes you just to see you and then kiss you while you “look” for clothes in the discipline office

-can b v cheeky but he always gets away with it because he’s cute and his stellar performance in literally everything is too good for the school’s reputation

-you guys are definitely the it couple, although you two also love to make it obvious ur dating in the hallway. pls take it somewhere else people are trying to get to class

lee know

-I feel like he’s the annoying boy who sits next to you in class that always teases you endearingly and scribbles on your paper

-compliments your outfits, plays with your fingers during lectures, and always gets called out for admiring you

-during work time he is…so…loves to poke you and just draw on your paper and is all over you

-whenever there’s partner work he immediately grabs your arm like you two don’t sit next to each other LMAO

-he can definitely come off as intimidating to other people, brooding look and so very attractive, and yet you come into the room and he’s just this little fly you’re swatting at all the time

-a little shit but so fucking funny, like the loud kid in class who’s just too funny to hate. probably acts all lovey dovey to embarrass you but then blushes whenever you kiss his cheek

-whenever you give him little trinkets, gum wrapper hearts or little notes you passed during class, he keeps them in his binder and while all his friends clown him for being whipped, he loves just looking at them and he’s so thankful for u and he just LOVES U <333 and he also loves annoying you xoxo

changbin

-class clown but very endearing -loves his friends sm, and loves u even more!! -never switches up on you, he always treats you with respect even if you're gone -most dramatic about your relationship, sighing and saying he misses his s/o, posting imy on his social media stories, whining if he doesnt get the attention he deserves -everyone calls him a simp and he will deny it but its so true -teachers love him even though his grades aren't exactly teacher's pet worthy, some of the teachers always comment on how cute u two are -picks you up after school/gives you a ride, you both get some snacks from a local bakery </3 -oh i just realized the format looks different anyways, always paying for ur dates and treating you like royalty, he puts a lot of effort into the relationship -he can be a little overbearing at times esp for a high school relationship, but he just loves you a lot and wants to express it </3 hyunjin

-the art teacher's favorite, creative department's pride -he's kinda quiet and soft spoken, not only in interaction but in love -draws you in his sketchbook, doodles on your hand, writes "ily" on sticky notes 4 u -his favorite thing is to have u sitting in the art room while he works, you help inspire him and its honestly really calming for him!! -his friends are kinda loud, but its entertaining to watch him let loose and get a little chaotic teehee

-he loves you cuz he can relax with you, he likes to come over and just cuddle while watching a movie, shoving away your homework -only goes to school for you n other close friends -he's really talented in almost every artform, you're so lucky because his promposal is genius wordplay -i however am not a poet so that's up for your imagination -paints your nails, does the thing where ur nail color will match his pinky nail :,) -walks you to class no matter how late it makes him, attendance office hates him -if you do competitive extracurriculars, he draws an obscenely large sign -he can be introverted and reclusive, but he never shies away from supporting you, as you always support him

han

-the kid who reads announcements and is on the school news -probably goes around interviewing students with stupid questions for a tiktok bit -"Debate club meeting this afternoon, I'll be busy on a date with my s/o!" and everyone in class looks at u -ofc he'll ask if you're comfy with his corny, very public jokes, and if you are he is so !!! :D -posts rants on his private story about how cute you are -uses his announcement kid privilege to just stop by your class to "collect information" but he spends like ten minutes talking to you while the teacher is just glaring at him -the radio teacher always has to email an apology but he's too good </3 he wakes up the whole school -please do not ask him for help w homework, he's a great cheerleader but oh goodness gracious

-if anything you're gonna be tutoring him -but he appreciates it so much!! -his friends are v tired of hearing about you, but Han makes sure you feel comfortable with them so you all actually have a ton of fun hanging out -when he's working cameras at a school event he always waves frantically at you or yells your name really loudly teehee -he's always excited to express his love for you, for everyone to see, because you're just!! so!! perf to him!!

felix

-brings you baked goods almost every day, excels in school, sweet to everyone, super smiley, everyone loves him he's just so cute! -but w you,,,he gets to be himself, he gets to make slightly rude jokes, he gets to express how much he dislikes someone, he gets to voice his complaints, and having someone like you listen is more than he could ask for -everyone thinks you're the sweetest couple ever, he always has to be holding your hand !! loves it when you hold his arm because he feels like he's strong and protecting you (from what?? no clue, maybe calculus) -being so candid with you is relieving, as he always feels there's a lot of pressure on him to act and perform a certain way. he's just the sunshiney good kid -obviously you're not a bad influence on him (I think), but you allow him to express himself more freely without fear, you give him confidence

-in exchange, he always listens to you, and he gives amazing advice -also makes amazing strawberry scones <3 -his social media feed is probably just really aesthetic photos of you, his profile is just a fanpage LMAO -always blows a kiss when he sees you in the hallway, all of his friends teasing him -he wants to express his love for you, and you give him the courage to do so seungmin

-not the mom friend, but the uncle friend -always saying weird jokes, asking interesting questions that makes you think, his mind is really abstract but he's also so funny lmao -you two can't sit together in class because when he laughs, you laugh, and then the teacher yells. sigh -teases you so much, texts you during class so your phone goes off, leaving overly cheesy notes in your locker that makes you question his dignity, all his photos of you two are kinda blurry because he's probably giggling while taking it so his body is shakey :( -pays for ur lunch or packs extra snacks for you -begrudgingly gives you his hw or notes you can copy off of -"can i have some of your water" and then he proceeds to CHUG it -his humor is great, but what attracts you is such a fascinating mind. he asks such interesting questions that make you giggle and then go hmmm -"if this world is a simulation, why is it so stagnant? do our controllers speed time up for them, but we don't experience it? like the sims??" -you guys have matching keychains which is so cute and everyone sees them in the hallway and cry because they're lonely -he always makes you smile, he's someone you just connect with and you can laugh with, and he feels the exact same way about you <3 jeongin

-baby face but kinda mean tbh TT -grouchy towards everyone but you kinda trope -sneaks through your window to surprise you with convenience store snacks and his unfinished homework he needs your help on -would smack a bitch if someone said anything bad about you -always looks out for you, he feeds you at lunch, carries an extra pencil just in case, he even tries in class so you don't worry about him falling behind -the best part is that he does his best to take care of himself so he can take care of you, it makes him feel like he's in charge!! -trash sleep schedule but at least you get to wake up to 100+ messages in the morning that span from paragraphs of proclamations of love to a roblox roleplay story video -he doesn't love PDA too much esp in the hallways but he kisses the top of your head when he leaves for class -talks and gushes about you to his friend and his favorite teachers but like makes them pinky promise they don't expose how whipped he is for you -he wants to be cool and mysterious to impress you, but you always reassure him you love him just how he is -that's why he loves you, you make him love himself

Cheerleader Captain {HCs}

Includes: Terushima, Oikawa

THIS IS WRITTEN WITH A GENDER NEUTRAL READER!

Authors Note: This is a sort of collab with @lexysclubhouse based on our conversations LMAO, but seriously go check hers out!

If a part 2 is wanted, leave an ask!

Warnings: Cursing

Terushima

aLRIGHT KIDS LETS GET TO IT

also hello go check out Lexy’s part of this (collab? Idfk)

SO

you two probably met while he was in practice, but since you’re the cheer captain, you needed to get the last jacket for one of your competitions coming up

so they’re on a water break and they just see a random person come in like

👀

are you lost baby gorl 😏

ANYWHO

Terushima comes up to you smirk and all

“Hey gorgeous, you lookin for me?”

You just look up at this man

Bored as hell

And you’re just SILENT

sO HES JUST LOSING CONFIDENCE LMAO

“No.”

YOU JUST SHOVE PAST HIM

HOMEBOY LOOKS LIKE A LOST PUPPY

so you go to your coach, and immediately a smile comes of your face

and he’s like oh my god

Angel 🥺

so you talk with your coach, get the jacket and say goodbye to her

jacket w a v i n g in the wind behind you like there’s literally a fan on but there’s not?

you’re just so cool to him

so he has already fallen like

IMMEDIATELY

was trying to find you but he can’t

He’s over here thinking you’re a 3rd year from how mature you were

(You’re a second year hehehehe)

so the next time he sees you, YOURE at practice!

His team wasn’t told that their gym was gonna be used for a little before practice

So his team got their early and saw your team doing a routine to “Livin’ La Vida Loca”

ONCE AGAIN HE HAS FALLEN IN LOVE AND CANT GET OUT

DUDE

YOU WITH YOUR POM POMS?

YOUR HIPS

MF ALMOST GOT A NOSEBLEED SHIT

LIKE IT WASN EVEN EROTIC

YOJ WERE JUST SO STUNNING AND COOL LIKE SHIT

HE FELT LIKE A LITERAL NERD

the words “I don’t deserve their oxygen” full on came out from his mouth

ONE OF HIS TEAMMATES JUST STARTED WHEEZING LIKE

OH MY GOD

THEIR CAPTAIN?

W I M P

Like you’re practicing in sweats but shit I mean I’d simp 😳

About 2 weeks later he hears about you guys winning your competition

At this point you kind of know him? Like after that small interaction the cheer team and volleyball team were introduced to eachother

Especially since you were going to be cheering at prelims in 2 months

So the next day he pulls you aside and confesses

Stuttering and ALL

HE GOT YOU FLOWERS

LIKE HE GOT ROSES CUZ HES A BASIC BITCH

BUT LEAVE HIM ALONE HES TRYING 🥺

Shit I’d KILL to get flowers from someone

especially him

okay lex not the time

HE TAKES YOU ON A DATE TO THIS REALLY CUTE DINER

YOU KISS HIS CHEEK AT THE END OF THE NIGHT EIRHHTHTYN

YOU LUCKY MF I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

literally the first conversation was about his tongue piercing

And he got REALLY self conscious

BUT

YOU HAD ONE TOO?

WHICH WAS SUPER COOL

LIKE OMG TWINSIES

like of course you took it out for comps and stuff but for just hanging out you had it in

You look so hot with it to him

so two weeks pass and it’s pre-lims!

At this point you’re one of Johzenji’s favorite couples

Like why didn’t y’all get together sooner you cute as FUCK

So you guys are doing a small routine while Terushima goes up to serve

ITS THE SAME LIVIN LA VIDA LOCA ROUTINE LMAO

MANS IS JUST HOLDING THE BALL STARING AT YOU

NOT KNOWING THAT THE WHISTLE BLEW ALREADY

AND THEN HE SNAPS OUT IF IT REALIZING HIS 8 SECONDS WERE UP

HE LITERALLY G A V E A POINT TO THE OTHER TEAM BECAUSE YOU WERE SO PRETTY

Now between switching sides after losing the 1st set, you walk up to him

He’s just staring at you smirking

“So, you wanna talk about that serve?”

“OH IM SOOOOORY, my pretty baby was just so beautiful, I couldn’t look away.”

THIS MAN DOESNT WALK AWAY

HE MF S K I P S

YOURE RED AS HELL

PRETTY BABY?

BEAUTIFUL?

UGH

Oikawa

heheh HES WEARINT MY NUMBER I ALWAYS SCREAM AT THIS

OKAY SO I HAD A DRESM AB THIS

AND I LOVED IT

SO ITS HAPPENING

ENJOY

OKAY

SO

here’s what I’m thinking

Terushima HAS a cheerleading partner?

Oikawa HAD a cheerleading partner

Your schedules just never lined up and it was a mutual break up!!

You guys broke up about 3 months ago so the awkwardness is basically gone?

Like y’all are friends ya know

And yeah both of you do both still think about it randomly

mostly oikawa 👀

So they’re at practice and you come in SPRINTING

LIKE BOYS ARE ABOUT TO BLOW THE WHISTLE TO START A GAME AND THEY JUST SEE YOU ZOOM

SO EVERYONES JUST KINDA WATCHING LMAO

you don’t come out of the office for a while so they end up starting the game

you wanna know who’d up to serve

Oikawa :)

boy serves RIGHT when you come out

Like the universe was like “oh? let’s scare the mother loving SHIT out of ‘em!”

literally hits the wall next to you

“OIKAWA TOORU GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!”

MAN FREEZES

like shit

He was already gonna get scolded by iwa

but you?

he comes up to you with his arms behind his back, his eyes obviously terrified

“Do you know what you just did?”

“Yes.” 🥺

“And do you realize what you’re gonna do?”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

Homeboy has never eeen this side of you so he’s terrified.

And when you go to walk away he realizes you’re wearing a captains jacket

“Wait, Y/N, you got promoted?”

“Oh, yeah, I tried for it like a month ago.”

“Congratulations.”

he kinda just stares at you walk out like

Me?

oIKawA tOoRU

missing my ex?

n e v e r

okay maybe sometimes

so the next time he sees you they’re at the prelims against date tech

And he seems you come in in your uniform

wOOSH 🥰

So you guys lock eyes and y’all wave at eachother

you can see his face is r e d so you’re smiling

the game starts, you guys doing simple cheers, but as they get to the transition to the second set, you guys start doing a cheer to “Idol” by BTS that you choreographed

And seeing you as a captain?

H I T THIS MAN

HIT IT TIL IT BREAKS TYPE BEAT

he literally paused to stare at you, iwa was like

“GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER AND DROOL AFTER THE GAME”

stan iwa honestly y’all would make fun of him together whenever you guys had time to hang out

So, end of prelims, they lost to Karasuno

And you’ve been to his house maybe a few times when you guys were dating?

so you remember where it is

his mom?

kinda shocked to see you?

especially in a cheerleading uniform since she never realized you did that?

but you were talking about how you just wanted to see him

so you go upstairs and into his room and he’s just in the corner with his alien plushy sobbing

Your heart is breaking at this point for this man

You go and sit beside him, him not really acknowledging you

“Tooru, I’m really really proud of you and what you’ve become. That will not be the last time you’re on a court, and I will make sure it that as long as I live.”.

he turns to you and turns his alien pushy, instead clinging onto you

You can feel your uniform getting soaked, but you run your fingers through his hair anyway, giving him forehead kisses

after a while of crying, he lifts his head to look at you, eyes still very puffy

You look at him back and you give him a small smile

And he puts his hand on your chin

Gotta get that kiss kiss after missing you for so long

SOFT MAKEOUTS WITH OIKAWA OKAY

so here you guys are at about 2am

Talking about how you missed eachother

“Y/N, I really want to get back together with you.”

😳

“Who would I be to say no to an offer like that?”

You guys go to school the next day

Give the rest of Seijoh 4 sQUEEZES

cuz they deserve it I love them dearly

on Saturday you guys actually went on a date!!

you wanna know what song came on the radio

MF IDOL

HE TURNS TO YOU GRINNING AND GOES

“Ya know you looked really cute doing this cheer, might want to see it again~”“OIKAWA TOORU I WILL NOT HESITATE TO CRASH THIS CAR”

End note: “Just a Friend to You” begins in two days and I’m v excited! (Once again thank you for 100 notes!) (self promotion ✨) But in all seriousness, please go check out Lexy’s stuff! She’s a great writer and is so sweet ❤️

~ Lex 🖤🤍

You plan on making poly headcanons? Id love to read them

Heck yee, I love poly ships >w< Tbh, the way I see it, even as a harem, there are some pretty distinct smaller groupings. A bunch of em…. Hmmm… I’ll make a list with my thoughts on each. Just plz keep in mind, for the MC ships, I’ll explain more the relationship between the named characters than with them because… MCS are just so varied, I cant account for everyone and how they’d be. And if I do bring em up, it’s based on what I like in my MCs lol <w< Or what I think would mesh the best.

-        Diavolo/Lucifer/Barbaratos: Yee I ship these council goons. Their friendship is so cute, especially how both Lucifer and Barbaratos have a soft spot and give in to Diavolo’s antics uwu Like, I swear, anytime one of them tells Diavolo no to something, the other will help enable him anyways. I’m a sucker for ‘touch starved/needy Diavolo’ too, so I like to imagine the three’s relationship starting as professional with the occasional moments of showing they care, but once they get closer and Diavolo confesses (particularly to Lucifer) about his insecurity in feeling alone, their level of touchy-feely-ness will gradually increase… behind closed doors that is. Barbaratos has no shame in his affections being public, he likes making Diavolo happy, but Lucifer is hesitant to make their relationship known. He’d rather keep up appearances, and Diavolo doesn’t want to ask too much of him, so this is their compromise.

-        Asmodeus/Solomon/MC: Ahahaha look v-v I am not much of an Asmo fan. But I can see his appeal, and I do like the Solomon/Asmodeus ship. That said, how their poly ship can work depends entirely on the MC (tho that’s a given with how different MCs can be lol). Asmodeus is sure to love having two powerful humans be in control of him, even flaunting it as a sort of status symbol. And he’d most definitely act like a brat. I don’t see Solomon as being one to give into Asmo as much as he’d want someone to, so I can imagine this scenario being common, lol:

Asmo going to Solomon for whatever reason. Solomon is busy/distracted and keeps brushing off Asmo’s attempts to get his attention. Asmo gets HUFFY and storms to MC to demand attention from them instead.

Basically, MC would have to bear the brunt of Asmo’s needs lol. Solomon won’t always be so obtuse, but he’s just not as inclined to emotional stuff.

-        Solomon/Simeon/Luke: Love their dynamic. Just friends looking out for each other <3 I can especially imagine them in domestic situations. Their dissing Solomon’s cooking? Solomon’s and Simeon’s shared custody of keeping Luke from trouble? <3 <3 <3 Bonus, heres a scenario I like:

Luke being a ‘helicopter parent’ to Solomon’s annoyance when he gets super into a project. Bringing him snacks, tidying up his workspace, sending him texts to remind him of stuff he needs to do. All the while scolding him for not taking better care of himself, but secretly feeling happy that he is needed. Simeon helps take care of Solomon too, but not to the extent that Luke does. He’s better at watching from the sidelines, amused at Luke hauling a semi-conscious Solomon from bed to get a proper breakfast.

-        Belphegor/Beelzebub/MC: >-> Here’s a bit of a rant. It’s no secret I hate Belphie. No hate to Belphie lovers, y’all are great and free to love who you love, my gripe is just with how little the story did to redeem him to us. Anyways, my hate for him extended so much that it affected my love for Beel too ;o; See, before his return, I LOVED Beel. He was cutting it close with Mammon in being my favorite. He’s such a wholesome boi full of love for his family <3 But with Belphie’s return… loving Beel and hating Belph is just not good for him.It’d never work. They are a package deal. The closest of the brothers. Of course all your time with Beel or Belph would be spent with the other as well. Even Belph tells you that in his dream scenario, he’d run away with you and Beel and live happily together. They are already set on loving one person together, that’s just how it is -w-“

-        Lucifer/Mammon/MC: Mammon is Lucifer’s favorite brother. In particular, people note that he finds Mammon to be cute. Weeeeeellllllllllll, here’s a bit of tmi for my take on my MC, the reason they dislike Lucifer is because his personality is a bit like theirs too, with some key differences. And of course, that being the case…. Mammon is their favorite too. So, the way I see this is, both Lucifer and MC sharing Mammon. Lucifer scolds him, MC comforts and enables him, Lucifer tries but can’t stop MC, and the song and dance continues. <3

-        Leviathan/MC/Mammon: Listen, the beef these two had is the first thing you’re thrown into and I find it hilarious in retrospect. Levi does not like you, and only approaches you to use you to get back at Mammon. This makes Mammon the first to form a contract with you, and later, become your first genuine friend out of the brothers. The first to care uwu Then, WHEN ALL IS SAID AND DONE and Levi has grown to like you, his dialogue about you preferring Mammon? “Is it because he was your first?” Motherfucker, you could’ve been the first if you weren’t so up your ass in calling me ‘Normie Trash’ X,D Jealous shit. But it’s cute in a way. His rivalry with Mammon, their bickering. Both vying for MC’s attention, calling out each other’s bs, later having moments of defending the other when shit gets too far or others attack em, it’s entertaining to me.

-        Asmodeus/MC/Beelzebub: I’ll keep this one short. I can see this solely because Asmo has, on multiple occasions, spoken of his interest in Beel. To be FAIR, Asmo would form a polyship with ANY of his brothers, lol, just typing this one in particular for that reason.

-        Beelzebub/MC/Luke: Absolutely wholesome. Adorable. I feel that out of all the brothers, Luke has the best relationship with Beel. I’d love to see them interact more -w- (I am on Lesson 29). As it stands, I’m jumping into headcannon territory straight up lol:

MC and Luke get close first. Luke is the first person to have reached out to MC with good intentions (which compared to the brother’s hostile initial meetings, is a HUGE relief), and since MC respects and does not tease Luke, he attaches to them like a puppy. Beel and them grow close too with the reveal of the family history, and Beel generally feeling at ease with both people. Can you picture Beel feeling drowsy, draped over Luke as he studies and finding the scent of baked goods and vanilla coming from him comforting? Cuz I can -/w/- Hella cute. Luke IS pushy, and Beel finds it annoying at times. They’d have arguments, and initially, Beel would subconsciously make Luke feel threatened with his size and temper, but with the help of MC interfering, he’d be more mindful of it in the future. With the curbing of Beel’s temper, Luke would also learn to feel more comfortable around him, and ALSO with MC’s interference, he’d be more mindful of his nagging nature. All in all, their arguments would lead to them feeling huffy the next day and giving the other the silent treatment… but then after a while, Luke would bake too much of something and aaah, he GUESSES Beel could have some since it just so happens to be his FAVORITE… and they’d be back to snuggling. Bleeh.

Aight, so that was the list <3 I’m open to others, and if you’d like any more specifics on any you are free to send me more asks! Just that these were the ones I could think of immediately and distinctly. To be fair, MC could be added to any of the ships I have without em, but as stated before, it’s hard to characterize MC as anything other than what I like uwu So I’ll refrain from doing so unless it’s specified as such. My MC, Boo <3 Thank you for the ask!

Illumi x Reader, Emperor AU Oneshot

A/N: Meh, possibly a little basic since it was hastily written, but I felt like writing something other than my main story! I’ll post on AO3 as well~ A baby dose of smut at the end, under 18 please do not interact. 

Also this isn’t proofread cuz yeah, so any mistakes please ignore lmfao

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“Thank you, come again sir!” You said, in as cheerful a tone as you could muster, as you handed over an overflowing cup of assorted, chopped fruits to an older gentleman regular. Now that it was early summer and your family farm’s harvest had been abundant, you and your baby sister sold fruit daily in the small but bustling market of your village. Your stand was successful, owing to the freshness of the produce and the polite cheerfulness you and your sister exuded. 

“I’m surprised you’re still out here!” The old man warned you, steadying himself on his cane as he held the cup with his other hand.

“Of course I am! Who else would serve you your afternoon snack?” You joked, tapping the old man on the shoulder playfully.

He returned an edentulous smile. “Just be careful, young miss!’ He warned, turning to leave.

“Understood, uncle!”

I wonder why he was surprised to see me out here…, you thought but decided to dispel the thought immediately. The old man was a little kooky anyway.

Now that it seemed that the afternoon rush was starting to wane, you inspected your stores and realized you need to replenish. You moved to the back to start preparing more of the fruit, then waved your little sister over.

“Lily, we’re running out of watermelon. Can you be a dear and bring some more?” You whispered to the plucky nine-year-old. “Are you strong enough to carry it?”

“Of course sis!” She grinned and showed a fist. “I’ll be back in a flash!” 

With that, she ran off, down the hill to the farm to collect more fruit. While you were waiting, you continued to work on slicing peaches and mangoes, humming softly as you worked. It was warm outside, even warmer in the tiny shack, and sweat was collecting on your brow as you prepared the next few cups. Once you were done, you would take a short break to get some water, so you focused on your work.

That was until you heard the clip-clop and short whinny of a horse arriving outside the stand. Since Lily was still gone, you rinsed your hands clean with a small bucket of clear water, and went to the front to serve them. 

“Hello, and welcome!” You said, brightly, still drying your hands on the apron, until you looked up and saw not the wandering traveler on horseback as you expected, but a stunning man in the garb of an imperial guard reining in the most regal-looking horse you had ever seen. 

You began to shake, and the guard gave a disarming yet malicious grin as he sensed your fear. 

“I come on orders of the Emperor,” he announced, his voice loud and spirited, and leaned over the counter of the shack, both elbows now propping up his chin. You fell prostrate at the word Emperor, on the sun-baked dirt of the road, but the guard only laughed.

“Get up, I’m not the Emperor, no need for formalities.”

You shook your head, knowing that anyone who had his seal was effectively representing the sovereign and you were just a lowly village girl. What right did you have to hold your head up high?

“Stubborn, are you?” He mused. He entered the shack, which made your heart pound in terror, and nudged you with his boot, then knelt to your side.

“If you don’t get up, you’re disobeying a direct order, and that truly would be a cause for death,” he said. With that, you immediately got up and folded your arms before you, bowing slightly.

“Hello sir, how may I serve you today?” 

“That’s better,” he said, now leaving the shack and returning to the counter. 

“Serve me an assortment and a cup of water. I’m parched.” You nodded quickly, and went to the back to present him with these items. As he drank, you watched him shyly, having never seen someone from the empire this far in the outskirts.

While the guard was stunning, he was odd-looking: pale with hair an unnatural crimson, a slender, pointed face, and heavy-lidded amber eyes, reminiscent of a golden dragon. Even though he spoke in a sing-song voice, he seemed like he could breathe fire at any time. He noticed you watching, and placed the cup down forcefully before he started on the fruit. 

“Like what you see?” He teased. It was already hot in the shack, but now you were burning up. He continued to eat in quiet but ravenously, licking his lips to collect the juices running  watching you carefully as though making a grade in his head.

It turns out he was, because the next thing he said, shocked your entire system.

“It’s your lucky day, little flower. Today is the third wave of concubine selection, and I’ll be your ticket into the palace.”

You were dumbstruck. Concubine selection? Palace? No, what you did was sell fruit, take care of your sister and parents, and work on the farm. That was your existence, nothing less, nothing more. 

“Why do you look confused?” He repeated, in genuine surprise. “The town criers were all over the land and should have notified all the villages to offer up their women of marriageable age. Did they not make it this far?” He tapped his chin, idly, looking up as he thought. “Well, that’s at least five people who will need to be executed when I make it back.”

It suddenly occurred to you. That’s why the old man had been surprised that you were still out in the open. You should have been hidden. You had heard enough about the stories of women who entered the palace and failed concubine selection only to be made slaves immediately. It was awful. Why hadn’t you hidden? Why hadn’t you known? Why had you been out in the open where everyone could see?

Now it made sense that your mother had not come out today with the two of you. Why she had looked at you so forlornly in the morning as you headed out in the morning, and hugged you extra tightly... Now you were angry. It felt like a betrayal.

You had been quiet for long enough that the imperial guard had grown impatient.

“Let’s go~ I don’t have all day.”

“C-can I say goodbye to my family first?” You pleaded. “They’re just down that hill.”

He gave you a cruel smile. “If I see them, I’m formally required to cut them down for disobeying a royal decree in not registering you for the selection.” With this, he unsheathed the sword at his side, and swung twice in swift, sure strikes. “Which would be fun, I admit.”

You immediately dropped to your knees again in pleading for your family. 

“Don’t worry, I’m too lazy to go down there anyway. Plus, I’m late,” he said, re-sheathing his sword. “How about you grab some more of that fruit for the road?”

Finally mounted on the monster of a horse and holding onto the imperial guard’s waist (he had called himself Imperial Guard Hisoka Morow), you were whisked off to the palace. You looked back at your childhood home with tears in your eyes, knowing that unless you caught the eye of the Emperor or received the favor of a high-ranking concubine, you would never have the luxury of seeing your family again. Off in the distance, you could see Lily, running up the hill, a watermelon in hand, and your heart broke.

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Your entry into the palace was a whirlwind. In seconds,  you were treated to more extravagance than you had ever had in your life - inspected by the imperial physicians for health and disease, bathed in milk and rose petals, and dressed in vibrant and soft silk more extravagant that you had ever seen in your life, under the supervision of Imperial Guard Hisoka who stood outside the preparation area, monitoring the transformation of ugly duckling into swan. 

You stepped out on shoes that were like stilts, unable to walk and unsteady, stabilized by Hisoka’s hand outstretched for you. Your ears still stung painfully from the multiple fresh piercings to accommodate the ornate jewelry now framing your face. 

“W-why are you so invested in me?” You asked Hisoka, who helped you a few steps before calling for a palace maid to accompany you. He walked by your side, hands behind his back, staring straight ahead as you continued to hobble. 

“You seem like you have potential, and it’s always good to have an ally in the harem.” He got closer as he whispered this last portion.

“If the emperor doesn’t want you, I’ll add you to my household. I’m quite impressed by how well you clean up.”

You couldn’t tell if it was fear or excitement that caused the flutter in your belly, but you almost stumbled, and Hisoka caught you. Looking at the hapless palace maid by your side, his eyes narrowed.

“You are well aware that a single scrape can cause her disqualification. If she falls, I will have you executed, so accompany her knowing that your life is at stake.” Hisoka threatened. The maid looked like she had aged ten years at once. You were afraid for her, and for yourself, now making sure to take every next step slowly and carefully. 

Hisoka grinned, likely relishing in the extreme power he had over others. 

“I’ll see you at the selection~” He sang cheerfully, as he trudged ahead, sword by his side. 

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Emperor Zoldyck looked from his throne out at the women kneeling on one knee before him, with their attendants, hoping for a look in their direction. Uninterested as usual, the young man, sovereign over multiple nations through subjugation of his four younger siblings, sighed and called over his lead advisor and right hand man, Imperial Guard Hisoka. 

While he was uncreatively named the Treacherous Emperor for his upheaval of the kingdom after his father’s death, he was as beautiful as he was powerful, and so the noblewomen continued to dote on him. However, despite this, he had yet to select his consorts and had never taken a legitimate wife before ascending to power. There were rumors that he was in love with his favorite guard, and this was fueled by the fact that he was bold enough to sit on a throne on his left side rather than stand guard, crossing his legs and looking onto the crowd of women as well.

“I added a few to the selection by the way, your Majesty,” Hisoka whispered to the emperor to the side. “There were a few stragglers.”

The emperor shrugged impassively. “Point out those you found fascinating. I can’t be bothered with this.”

Hisoka’s eyes gleamed as he pointed straight at you, and two other women. Fear struck your heart.

“Rise,” the emperor said, beckoning. You stood up stick-straight from your spot, not having any home training, and stumbled forward, falling into the woman before you. Who fell into the woman before her. Who fell into the woman before her…

Hisoka started to laugh uncontrollably as you got up quickly, gathering your dress, and kicked off your shoes, prostrating yourself again before the Emperor, repeating “I deserve to die, I deserve to die, I deserve to die, I deserve to die.”

The two women who had gracefully made their way to the front smiled and snickered softly, regarding her. Hisoka had to stifle a laugh as well, but the emperor, hoping to establish a sense of order, then turned to look at the rest of his imperial guards.

“Drag those two out.”

The two women froze in fear, and just like that, were carried away, kicking and screaming.

Hisoka, surprised himself, held his laughter, and raised his eyebrows at the emperor. You continued to prostate yourself, crying for having disgraced yourself to the emperor. Exasperated, he rose and without regarding you, exited to his right side.

“The selection is concluded for today.”

And just like that, hundreds of people dispersed. 

Hisoka knelt beside you again, giving you an amused, sardonic look. “I knew you’d be entertaining.” He called your attendant back and ordered her to take you to the temporary lodging palace.

“Once you’re done, go to the office of punishment to receive 10 lashes for allowing her to fall,” Hisoka said to her to your and her dismay.

“It was my fault!” You pleaded.

“Yeah, but you may or may not become one of the Emperor’s precious things. So~” His smile widened. You felt the blood run cold, but accepted defeat. “Rendezvous at the same place tomorrow morning. You haven’t been eliminated yet.”

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Sleep didn’t come easily to you, and by the time morning arrived, the palace maids had to work twice as hard to smooth out the fatigue on your face, as you made it to the selection again. 

This time, the hundreds of women had been split to a select fifty, and you were surprised that you were called. Also noticeably, this time you were closer to the front, rather than in the back, right corner as you had been in the middle. The goal was probably to decrease the number of obstacles you’d have to go through, to your embarrassment. On your way here, you’d already  heard the whispers:

She looks so country…

She can’t even walk in those heels, she was a walking casualty…

Not to mention, she got the other two unfairly punished!

You still continued to concentrate on your balance as selection continued and each woman was individually scrutinized, then it came up to your turn again. This time, your attendant, her butt probably still sore from the 10 merciless lashes given yesterday afternoon, was extremely careful helping you up as you stood before the Emperor. 

You avoided looking into his eyes.

“Greetings to you, your Royal Highness,” you said in a practiced manner, hoping to cover up your country accent.

“Passed.” he said in a calm, even voice. His voice was assuring and alluring but you were in a frenzy of emotions.

Passed? What does that mean, “passed”? 

Before you could figure out what passed meant, you were dragged away.

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It was when Imperial Guard Hisoka came in congratulations, surrounded by a group of senior palace maids, the ones that worked in the central palace only, and two eunuchs, that you figured out what ‘passed’ meant. You were being favored.

Your heart pounded and thumped and cried the entire time you were dressed and prepared. 

Fear of not being good enough. Anxiety of what was to come. Anger of leaving your family. Determination to remain in the emperor’s favor. 

If you were to lose favor, it would be all over for you.

Stripped to your undergarments, made up, and wrapped up in a red quilt, you were carried over to the emperor’s personal quarters, where you knelt in your underwear until he pulled back the silk curtain.

“I am at your service, your Royal Highness,” you said with eyes lowered, hands clammy, face flushed, and heart screaming in your chest.

“Your accent… is entertaining. You may rise.” 

You rose to your feet, hiding your body with your hands in shame. You were so exposed, so vulnerable both physically and in terms of power dynamic. In the snap of his fingers, he could have you executed.

You looked up and finally paid attention to his face, and immediately fell in awe. He was really as beautiful as they said.

His hair was long, lustrous and soft looking, and he had soft features, and smooth skin like a child. But most beautiful of all were his large, doe-like eyes. Despite the fact that you knew he was known to be cruel and quick to dole out punishment, even back in the countryside where you were from, you couldn’t help but fall for these doe-like eyes. 

“What is your name?”

You said your name in a soft mumble, and he repeated it, trying the words on his lips.

“Well,” he said your name out loud again, “I’ve decided to start the harem with you.”

With that, he moved quickly as you were left to process. You let out a gasp as he lifted you up in his strong arms; you reflexively put your arms around his neck. He paused, and looked at your lips longingly before placing you on the royal bed. 

Once you were on your back, he climbed onto the bed, straddling you on both sides. Your whole body started to quiver as you pulled into yourself, but he placed one hand gently on your cheek.

“Relax.” With that he leaned in, his lips cold but soft as they pressed to yours. You felt your body be consumed entirely with that kiss and your body relaxed, your arms and legs laying uselessly by your sides. You don’t remember when your undergarments were removed, but the thin fabric had disappeared, possibly ripped away by him as he distracted you with his tongue exploring your mouth.

He was intoxicating. His kisses traveled from your lips, to your neck, to your collarbones, to  your nipples, abdomen and finally down into your core, where you arched in pleasure, adjusting to a sensation you’ve never yet experienced. His hands traveled gently up and down your thighs as his tongue ran circles, spirals, and figure eights around your clit, and his tongue pierced your warm center, making you moan unintelligibly in pleasure.

“Call me by my name,” he said, his voice about an octave lower as the palm of his hand worked your bud and the tips of fingers worked the sensitive nipple of your breasts.

“Y-your Highness!”

He gave himself two pumps before entering you slowly, giving you a moment to adjust and then thrusting himself forward to the hilt, then pausing, flipping his hair back to keep it out of his face as he hung over you, completely inside. 

You were letting out small, soft whimpers, as you tried to adjust to his size. It was uncomfortable but it hurt in a way that felt good. He didn’t move and you stayed where you were, and he continued to focus on looking at you straight in the eyes.

“No, call me Illumi.”

“Illu..mi,”  you complied, still breathless.

“Good,” he said, as he started to pick up speed. 

The moment seemed to last forever, as your euphoria continued to rise and rise, and he thrust harder and harder inside of you, as if he intended to make a royal descendant that very night. The room was filled with your whimpers and moans, and soon, he let out very soft groans as he finally reached his limit. Your coil snapped first and you released, your vagina seeming to milk him of all he had. Then his final thrust came, and he tipped over as well, filling you to overflow with his royal semen.

He parted from you, and rolled beside you, not saying a word. He didn’t hold you, but existing, in the bed with him, somehow felt like enough. He was the emperor, it could be more transactional than that, but it wasn’t. He had held you, and had put his lips to yours. It was enough for now. You’d only be one of many.

But you were still curious.

“Why me?” 

“Why not you?”

You felt your face grow warm. It was as good an answer as any other. He was the emperor, he could do whatever he wanted. You wondered if you were done.

He got up and walked over to a chest, placed far away from the bed you’d both soiled with sweat and body fluid. You sat up, watching him, curious as to what he was doing. If he would leave, or have you escorted out.

He pulled out something small in his hand that you couldn’t see.

“Turn around,” he ordered.

You obeyed, and he knelt behind you on the bed, his fingers in your hair, affixing the top of your hair into a high bun, then securing it with whatever he had in hand. 

Before you finally drifted off to sleep, you took a peek at the mirror across the room to observe his handiwork; little did you know, he had placed a seal in your hair designating you as his - a single, round-capped yellow pin.

So I actually got tagged by @falsecods and BABABOI I DIDN'T EXPECT THAT THANK YOU??? So sweet of you to think of me bro omg ;_;💞

This appears to be a tag game where you name songs to the letters of your tumblr username!

Hoo boi, it took me awhile to think and find the alphabetic songs correctly and LMAO my music taste is a bit of a wild card it's a mix of j/kpop and other shenanigans plz forgive me if I've cursed anyone with my tastes 😂 (I honestly feel like I'M gonna be the one getting hunted for sport for my selection of songs LOL)

I put in multiple songs under one cuz I couldn't pick between them I hope you don't mind aha💦

Anyway here it is:

U: "Underwater - Baekhyun"

((EXTREME MEME PICK: "U got that - Halogen"))

N: "Naked Arms - TM Revolution" or "No Good - the Progidy"

((EXTREME MEME PICK: Na-Ri-A-Ga-Ri - Lucky Star Net Idols opening"))

F: - "FARADENZA - Little Big" or "Fighting with the melody - Mindless Self indulgence" or "Flowers - iyla"

((EXTREME MEME PICKS:"Fukkireta - Teto Kasane" "Friday Night - Yakuza 0"))

O: "Omen" or "Out of Space" (both by:) - The Progidy" or "ONLY MY RAILGUN - fripSide"

((EXTREME MEME PICKS: "OTN - Kagamine Len/Giga", "Ohedo Julia Night - Mitchi M/Hatsune Miku", "OMG - Iggy Azalea"))

L: "Lone Digger - Caravan Palace" or "Lucky - Lucky Twice"

L: "Lots of Laugh - Hatsune miku" or "Love Again - Miss A"

O: "Otogi Banashi no Hibi - Yunomi" or "Obsession - Innerpartysystem"

W: "Won't fall apart - Jager (INITIAL D)" or "World's end hall - Wowaka/Hatsune Miku" or "Where angels fear to tread - Disclosure"

M: "Mentai Cosmic - Yunomi" or "Miniskirt - AOA" or "Met you on the internet - Reek&Sage"

E: "Everybody Say No" - Polysics"

P:  "Pink Nightmares - Infected Mushroom" or "Piranha - The Progidy"

((EXTREME MEME PICKS: "Pussy All Night - Mindless self indulgence" or "Psyche, Oh Fuck - Renard"))

L: "Loretta - Ginger Root" or "Luv me - AOA"

Z: "Zetsubou Restaurant - Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei ED"

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OOF okay uhhh since this is a lurker account I don't really know who to tag, I don't interact with too many ppl on here gfdsfghkkl. How about anyone who read through this @'s me? :' D

Though if I really must tag someone, @snapperoni @vulpiximisa @noblegasxenon @smeanch,

...And any other followers who had liked my posts! You're welcome to try! ^^

okay ive been wanting to make a post like this for a while but i wanted to make it an essay and i dont know if i can really organize my thoughts in that way yet, so here’s a chronological bullet-pointed dump to explain my very important thesis:

be more chill is about internalized ableism, and jeremy, michael, and christine are all highly autistic coded. this is going to be very long and detailed but only because there’s a lot of details that work very well under this lens.

there’s probably even stuff i missed but this is already extremely long so it basically just functions as a way for me to collect a bunch of details that i can piece together later in a more coherent manner.

“more than survive” in the context of jeremy being autistic works so much. the theme of wanting to be just socially acceptable enough to not burn out or be harassed is so relatable, and it visually establishes very early how jeremy is isolated from his peers due to his own awkward behavior and hypersensitivity. it’s coupled with his very obvious anxiety disorder, but the social aspect just screams autistic coding to me. i take this song to basically be “not having a meltdown is basically my goal but i would love to be neurotypical enough so i can heighten my standards and actually enjoy my social life.” some choice segments:

“if i’m not feeling weird or super strange, my life would be in utter disarray, cuz freaking out is my okay”

jeremy’s house being a mess is partly due to his dad’s serious depression, yeah, but i believe the other aspect is that jeremy’s executive dysfunction makes it just as hard to clean up in his place

he gets super anxious at the prospect of his expected routine being shaken up and having to make the decision on his own of how to get to school

“so i follow my own rules and i use them as my tools to stay alive” honestly sounds like a euphemism for autism to me

jeremy not really realizing that he’s staring at chloe

“avoiding any eye contact at all” explains itself

michael’s introduction, oh my god, every time i watch this part i just adore it. i could talk a lot more about michael’s autism later but this whole segment sells it especially.

first off, michael keeping his hood up and headphones on in a deliberate attempt to avoid social interaction and stay in his own space is such an autistic mood. even before this scene he’s constantly moving in the background to his music a la stimming. in the later performances he spends a lot more time playing with his hoodie strings and even chews on them!!

the fact he doesn’t talk to or even really look at jeremy until his song is done playing also feels very autistic to me! and the way he dances so confidently and basically pretends even his best friend isn’t there for the time being because he’s engrossed in his own passions.

michael is a great friend but it’s clear that he doesn’t really understand that his coping mechanism doesn’t really work for jeremy, and that even though michael feels confident reclaiming his identity as a ‘loser,’ jeremy doesn’t really feel any better about it. i think a lot of autistic folks, or at least i do, have this tendency to assume what works for us works for everyone around us at first due to our struggles with empathy. michael tries his best but struggles to see outside his point of view. it’s mind-blindness in action and jeremy can’t communicate why it upsets him any better than michael can pick up on it not working for him.

near the end of the song, they have a brief moment where all the ensemble crowds in around jeremy and the lights start flashing, which i interpret as a visual representation of sensory overload.

we’ll talk more about her soon, but outside of jeremy’s fantasies about her, christine also avoids social interaction during this number, constantly hiding her face in a book and avoiding eye contact just as much as jeremy. people forget that she’s not comfortable with unexpected social interaction, and that really informs my headcanon for her which brings us to....

“i love play rehearsal” is an autistic anthem. it also works, possibly even better due to in-text evidence, as an adhd anthem, but combined with the above it makes so much sense for her to be comorbid autism/adhd. i did a breakdown of the song in this context before, but i’ll sum it up here

the song showcases what having a special interest/hyperfixation is like. christine is singing to jeremy, yes, but she really seems so caught up in her own passion without much regard for how jeremy is following it, and even cuts him off from responding to her once or twice because she’s just so hyped up on her own feelings. she also basically implies her happiness is reliant on her special interest which is very relatable.

lines like “you follow a script so you know what comes next” also really sell the interpretation that christine isn’t good in unpredictable situations, and has so many identity issues and likes having something to look to where things are laid out for her. i think that stability is what a lot of autistic people look for, especially teenagers.

also with that in mind, look at how upset she gets watching a play she loves about get rewritten into something weird and new that she doesn’t know.

also gotta love how she still self-isolates before this song by focusing on her book, until she has a reason to infodump to jeremy. and then feels guilty afterwards and goes right back into her book while apologizing for getting “carried away”....biiiig mood there

the whole intro scene showcases both of their awkwardness so much. jeremy gets completely thrown off by her sarcastic comment about the swim team and almost believes it, which implies that he can’t read tone very well. and then christine’s “you’re a virgin” comment comes across like she really didn’t think about how that would sound to jeremy before saying it since she only made the clarification after he was ready to panic about it. she has a habit of speaking before she thinks, i think, the self-harm comment is also very awkward considering she barely knows jeremy.

after that scene we get “more than survive reprise” where jeremy admits to routinely having such bad breakdowns that he needs to step out and go to the nurse which works for both the anxiety disorder and the autism interpretation.

i’m not quite sure whether i see rich as autistic (i see him with a lot of mental issues for sure though) so i can’t say much on “the squip song” but there’s definitely something to describing a confused autistic kid as “almost helpless.” rich definitely has a habit of giving too much information though, i’ll say that.

“two player game” is just jeremy and michael being autistic solidarity: the song. i guess this is a good place to say that jeremy and michael work well as a contrast b/w two sides of autistic community, the side that struggles to function and desperately wants a change bc they’re afraid of being alone forever, and the side that tries to love all their symptoms and embrace their autistic pride. and as coincidental icing on the cake, jeremy wears blue (associated with the derogatory views from autism speaks) and michael wears red (associated with combating said views through autistic pride).

btw you could probably attribute michael’s ability to casually down a long-expired crystal pepsi as a sort of weird sensory quirk. and his fixation w/ that sort of memorabilia honestly feels like a special interest in its own right!

both “nice sideburns....wolverine, right” and “like in x-men????” using fiction as a reference point for real life always gives me autistic vibes (esp the first point where he awkwardly uses it to start conversation). can we assume x-men is a special interest? :3

jake referring to jeremy as a ‘freak’ when the squip turns on is really sad in this context but it also does make so much sense

now we get to the squip.....and what do you know, it uses tactics from abusive therapy used on autistic children. dare i say that “be more chill” as a song isn’t just an abuser’s song, but an ableist’s abuser’s song.

first off, the “spinal stimulation.” here’s a not so fun fact: electroshock therapy has been used to discourage autistic behavior in very recent years. (content warning in link for graphic description of ableist torture)

then the lyrics, in which the squip mostly focuses on jeremy’s posture and physically punishes him for disobeying. jeremy is shown to really struggle to stand up straight and pose himself in a normal, confident way, and i think that tendency to be unaware of what our body is doing is a pretty autistic thing?

the fact the squip singles out stammering and refers to jeremy’s “tics and fidgets” brings attention to two more autistic traits of jeremy’s

the squip basically punishes jeremy for responding “incorrectly” to social situations like rejecting brooke, even if they aren’t objectively wrong. it eventually just starts speaking for jeremy because jeremy seems incapable of acting natural. the squip is an abusive autism parent.

“sync up” demonstrates jeremy’s weird relationship with empathy. he wants to be nice to everyone- will has even called him “deeply empathetic”- but he’s initially really bad at seeing other people’s point of view, which is why he positions himself as sort of against the world, seeing everyone as better than him or trying to set up these barriers of Coolness where everyone else must be perfect compared to him. he’s so surprised to learn that the popular kids also hurt because of his strict idea of the social structure. it’s a combination of low self esteem and a black-and-white viewpoint.

let’s go back to christine. the squip, already established as ableist abuser, finds her “highly unusual” for acting in a way that disregards everyone who views her. she has very strange and specific visions in her head, and it seems very natural for her even if jeremy struggles to follow along.

in later performances, she chews on her sleeve and spins around during AGTIKBI. that’s stimming, babes. also gotta acknowledge “i don’t always relate to other people my age, except when i’m on the stage”

i’m gonna use this section to talk about jake and christine. christineis a bit unsure when interacting with jake, until he validates her interest- her acting is what really touches him. but jake, while good-hearted, has trouble being self-centered and thus not fully aware of christine’s own needs and space. so christine is always a little uncomfortable around him, especially in public, and not always willing to socialize. he is right about her being kind of stuck in her comfort zone, though, not doing anything off of her stage. and he is genuinely nice to her, it’s just a matter of their social strategies clashing.

the fact that the squip blocks out michael...i’ve had a lot of times in my life where i was told that socializing with other “weird” people would be counterproductive for my social development and it was part of why i was stuck with so few friends. so i really feel the idea that blocking out the person who helps you feel confident in your atypicality is framed as a good thing so you can act more socially adept, and that doing otherwise would just drag you both down.

hot DAMN does “loser geek whatever” make so much sense for an autistic kid with internalized ableism.

“it’s not only school that’s rough, being lonely’s stupid tough” makes it pretty clear this isn’t about the school social scene as muc as it is the entire social scene of the world. we may not see it, but it’s just (not) interacting with people in general that jeremy can’t stand.

“michael says that weird is rad but feeling weird just makes me sad” as stated above, makes a Lot More Sense with the idea that michael is both a more confident autistic and really bad at addressing jeremy’s own internalized ableism and desire to make connections outside his small friend group.

everything about jeremy boiling down all his problems to his “instincts” sucking and needing to basically be told what to do really highlights how autistic kids can feel broken because of their inability to fit into the social norm, to the point where we repress every behavior that actually makes us feel comfortable and unique. 

not to mention the line about him being seen as a “normal handsome guy” since autistic people tend to be infantilized and never seen as desirable (will roland also implied this line has trans coding which is another discussion altogether but i feel i should acknowledge that here)

all of those terms that jeremy calls himself near the end- namely weirdo, misfit, oddball, freak, failure- all of this sounds like the shit people throw at autistic kids. like this goes beyond anxiety alone, this is jeremy being outcasted and oppressed by the general public due to his behavior. especially the “please don’t speak” part, considering how often autistic kids are mocked for misunderstanding when to speak, how to speak, and what to talk about. jeremy needs some freaking love. :(

“michael in the bathroom” is a panic attack, related to severe anxiety, but i do see a lot of aspects that play into autism as well. the little nervous stimmy movements of foot-bouncing and picking at grout, the explosive sensory overload during the “knock knock” section of the bridge, the whole concept of losing the only person you ever managed to connect to without sacrificing who you are, dealing with this massive change to your sense of philosophy and reality where you pinned everything on one person to ground yourself, and thus you’re now completely lost trying to isolate yourself from this big overwhelming social gathering...neurodivergent anthem all around.

jeremy and christine’s couch interactions during halloween give me such autistic positivity. christine basically echolales jeremy’s weird noise and they both have so much fun vocal stimming that they forget there’s another person in the room. it’s such a sweet moment until jeremy ruins it by realizing that asking her out right after a breakup is Not Really Good For Her.

christine’s reaction to the fire demonstrates a clear case of hyperempathy to me. it isn’t discussed as much as a complete lack of empathy, but autistic folks are prone to feeling way too much especially when it comes to others’ pain. christine talking about how she hates that everyone’s hurting and desperately wants to help but doesn’t know how, and how we’ve already seen how much she struggles to connect with others like jake....it’s a very relatable, very specific autistic mood.

going back to the theme of jeremy and empathy, christine’s above hyperempathy kind of breaks this mold, and while jeremy always does feel for the other kids, by this point he feels so strongly- particularly for christine, who he also saw as a perfect confident being until now- that the squip can manipulate him into “fixing” everyone the same way the squip was supposed to “fix” him. and he never considers that christine doesn’t need to be fixed because he just projects his own insecurity that strongly onto everyone else who seems “weird” in the same kind of way- hence why he assumes michael is jealous of him back in MITB. it’s likely a result of the squip’s manipulation but i feel like mind-blindness is a factor, even if jeremy switches between struggling to process others’ emotions and being extremely empathetic.

michael’s special interest saves the day!!! :D

the whole fight b/w jeremy and michael, assuming it comes from a genuine place of repressed bitterness, has a lot of added subtext with them both being autistic. jeremy accusing michael of “giving up” on social interaction, michael envies jeremy for trying bc michael is clearly Not comfortable in most large social settings, jeremy envies michael for his pride, it just hits home for me i guess

rich calling michael “antisocial headphones kid” honestly how is michael not canon autistic

in the off-bway version michael briefly speaks too loud forgetting that jeremy’s head still hurts which is a relatable Forgot About Boundaries thing. plus him smacking rich playfully forgetting that rich is Still In Pain

“voices in my head” works nice as a fuck-societal-norms-and-just-be-happy song. “embrace the traits that make you so odd” in particular :’)

jeremy remembering christine’s infodump about her obscure bowling alley performance art idea and bringing it up to her again!!!

the squip doesn’t go away because ableism and the anxiety it brings and all the upsetting symptoms of autism don’t go away, but with the right support and confidence you can live with them!!! good message for mental disorders in general and works very well in this context!!!

so in conclusion.....be more chill is autistic pride!!!

let's do a classic Primez ask

thank you lol Prime Time is.....6 am is when im posting this, christ lol what else is new around here........Good Morning in advance lol and [rise and shine sailors it be monday]

2: Favorite book?

i don’t have one lol

3: Favorite fictional character?

i also don’t Properly have like, all-time ultimate Faves in these kind of categories either, but there’s still standouts at least lol......obviously lately it might show that i’m enjoying winston billions a lot, and natch that’s just One of the many wrol roles i’ve been glad to discover. natch winston, jared, and jeremy are fave raves amonth them

5: What’s your favorite fictional ship? (Canon or otherwise)

this is the same as the [fave fictional characters] thing in that like, sometimes i’ll Consume something where i don’t have any, and generally i’m out here multishipping and not like live or die by one Specific Pairing, if i like a character i’ll also probably like Many of their dynamic/s with various other characters, unless the options are That limited.......tying this in to the fave fictional character thing, re: winston, naturally tayston and benston, aka the fruits of us all combining our Genius, are top tier and here’s riawin where we don’t know for sure where it’s going but we’re getting some great Dynamic(tm) stuff anyways.....and natch re: jared i Enjoy Kleinsen (as something to make up ideas about that are outside canon and also as a perspective thru which to analyze canon) and re: jeremy.....stagedorks is beautiful, wild to have canon just give you some content that’s already as good as that

7: List 3 negative traits you have 

well i can be fairly anxious about certain things, which is mostly negative for me lol.........a more negative 2-way street is that i’m just generally in defensive mode around people lol, often i’m like, just trying to avoid Attention entirely and/or like uh oh attention, gotta try to just avoid taking damage from it lol.......on a gradual journey to just being default More Unpleasant / less accommodating lmao......not that i can’t be sometimes, or that i can’t be Genuinely Friendly with randos coz i like their vibe and actually Like socializing lol.........and then re: the challenges of socializing, it seems like maybe when i’m in an interaction i get caught up in [uh oh how do i Respond a) at all b) in a way that’s Good(tm)] and it maybe makes me less attentive to the other person / a worse Listener smh

11: How do you decide when it’s time to cut someone out of your life for good?

idk luckily it’s not something i’ve had to do left and right lol.......but ime it’s Also not exactly like. usually a “ah Now Is The Time to have zero relationship with this person” and most often it’s like [gradual distancing period that is mostly passive] and/or just choosing Not to reinitiate any sort of relationship........though re: more active approaches lol it’s more like. time to try to tune into my [does this feel like something indefinitely sustainable / something you actually Want to have continue in any way] gauge or whatevs. and then still it’s like, sometimes easier if moments happen to come along that provide an [opt out?] choice presented to you kinda lol.........if it’s someone You don’t want to be involved with really but they don’t feel the same and it’s “on you” to decide to peace out at some point it’s more difficult coz such [do you want to opt out]-distilled Moments probably don’t seem to manifest but i think that’s a useful thing to be aware of in itself........i.e. that there’s not always going to be a Narrative-Friendly “point of no return” / clear Line Being Crossed and even if it Doesn’t feel like “i can’t / don’t want to deal with this for Literally one more day” that doesn’t mean you should totally stick it out / don’t have enough reason to decide that you are Done at this particular moment even if you haven’t been Done prior or think you plausibly hold off on it. don’t need to have some kind of story where you think if you Explained it to anyone or everyone it’d universally be understood and everything would applaud like “Yes, the Right Decision” lmao like. not their business....

13: What are your favorite lyrics currently?

well with our groupchat in the replies to that Eternally Crying Over The Bar Song post..........just enjoy the “stay here for a while / cuz it’s nice / cuz it’s holy” part of the refrain, a fun part of the music, and that classic iconis like, lyrics being in a sort of character Voice and yet getting the idea / feelings across effectively even when the words are sort of general or simple.......”shooting from the heart / but we’re all a lousy shot” is great lol and also “say you will always be here” ending with “for one more” is like, there’s another Broader Idea / Sentiment expressed so effectively :’|

17: If you could make a wish, what would you wish for if you knew it would come true?

i can’t do any fun answers lmao it’d just be like [political commentary] but that’s warranted lbr

19: How do you handle heartbreak? Is it something that’s easy for you to get over, or something you struggle with?

lmao i think it is like By Definition not easy for anyone to get over / Not struggle with.........can’t say i’ve had Romantic Misadventures exactly but uh yeah it feels bad to feel bad but i like......wait it out???? idk lmao you can’t really just timeskip past.....Heartbreak Sucks For Everyone Cuz That’s Kind Of The Whole Thing

23: What do you want your future to be like?

pandemic-less, fascism-less........i can’t say i’ve ever been someone like “yea i Know what i want to do and have this whole plan set out how i’m gonna do it lol” i remember when i was like 4 or 5 or whatever being asked What Do You Want To Do When You Grow Up and i was like “shit idk.......i like dinosaurs so i guess paleontologist??” and it was as much a mystery going forward.........always and still mostly playing things by ear with a few vague “if / then” type ideas......aren’t we all though ig

29: Do you think zodiac signs can influence someone’s personality to an extent?

what do i know but i Don’t like or respect the recent years trend ppl being way into it like this isn’t [being really serious about hogwarts houses] or Earnest Myer Briggs Types energy that everyone’s bringing to it......like what are you getting out of trying to be this Prescriptive based on when ppl’s parents got into it. meanwhile i’ve been on the edge of my seat since someone tweeted about “when will we get the first astrology discrimination lawsuit” re: a story about ppl wanting a housemate with a certain sign for compatibility reasons. and like again if it Is like “yes there are time-of-year Personality Types for Objective Real” like. okay, still, what is this Approach that ppl have....doing for anyone.....

31: What does ‘self care’ look like for you?

not very fancy lol i’ll be like “damn i think i haven’t eaten today” and then do it......or be like hey here i’m gonna Do A Stretch or some shit. walk around. step outside if it’s nice. both true that Self Care has inherent limitations re: like we can’t just cancel out all the detriments to our wellbeing via Personal Choices and yet also we can’t Not look out for ourselves how we can......i’ll watch something that i Enjoy. or just knock out if it’s like “christ i need a mood reset” or i’m trying to timeskip through a headache. pet a cat. i like to try to be Appreciative of everyday ordinary shit......also messing around Making Stuff whether drawings or otherwise can be a good helpful use of time, i like talking to people who i like talking to, and other stunning stuff like that lol

37: Have you ever been surprised by someone staying in your life?

not really lol coz again with how i’m pretty slow to realize that someone is like, nonzero actively interested in interacting with me on a regular basis, and then once someone’s In My Life there’s no particular point where i go “whoa....You’re still here??”......ig sometimes there’s like, Friendly Acquaintances where it’d be Unsurprising if they just sort of dropped fully out of the orbit but they do not

41: How do you show you care?

hmm i sure like to do ppl favors / give them gifts / help them out w/ whatever, hang out / generally be Around them where like, doing [parallel tasks] works i.e. maybe we’re doing different things but in the same room.....just like to Talk and all and listen to ppl and Learn Things About Them, try to pick up stuff re: ways that ppl express like “hey to me it conveys Being Cared About when ppl do ___”........food/cooking is a love language......that thing where shit you’d be way too anxious to do on your own For Yourself is like, oh i’m absolutely gonna do it on behalf of someone i care about.......all this stuff is more like, Possible in person lmao rip. i Care you guys

43: Which of the seven deadly sins do you feel represents you the most?

who is your hellsona and what is their origin story (how they got condemned to hell).........if i’m irritable / argumentative am i wrathful? you could presumably someone saying yep it is inherently the one deadly sin of lust if you’re queer.......at any given time i’m passed out and dreaming about “fuck capitalism and the protestant work ethic” and that’s sloth i guess. and okay i went “who named an animal after a The Deadly Sin as if it’s like ‘wow fuck this animal for choosing not to zoom around as though they could and i apparently think that they should’ tf” and in looking it up i immediately learned the Sloth Fact that apparently their shits are insane and also the most dangerous thing they do?? like they poop only maybe once a week and All At Once so that a single dump might knock off a third of their total weight........and it’s pretty much the only time they leave the upper branches of trees, in that they crawl down to hold on to the trunk and take this monster shit and naturally they’re not great on the ground so Pooping is like the leading cause of death for sloths in the wild. and i think they ought to be named after that. 

47: What are you passionate about?

oh man [i am passionate a lot.mp3] lol.........always having a variety of Interestes which i like to talk about / potentially make things about.......decent amount of subjects i like to learn things about even if�� i’m bad at like, actually learning things generally lmao, what’s Not losing focus on shit.......idk it’s not that hard for me to like go off about Whatever, got these jack of all trades interests / areas of Some knowledge, i’m opinionated and probably have something (extensive) to say about anything as just part of my charm lol, and just in general i can get Enthused / worked up about things..........also passionate about various [niche gay shit] things eternally. whoms among us isn’t

[ 365 Days of SasuHina || Day Twenty-Four: Something New ] [ Uchiha Sasuke, Hyūga Hinata, Uzumaki Naruto, Yamanaka Ino, Haruno Sakura ] [ SasuHina, SakuIno ] [ Verse: Best Years of Your Life ] [ AO3 Link ]

“Aw, c’mon Sasuke!”

“There’s no point.”

“It’s a one credit class! Just one hour, once a week. That’s it! It’ll get you outta your dorm, and up and movin’, huh? You gotta try new things, sometimes!”

Scowling as he ducks out from under Naruto’s arm, Sasuke rebukes, “You just don’t want to do a stupid class by yourself.”

“It’s not stupid!”

“Then why pester me about it?”

“Cuz I really do want you to do it!” The blond nudges an elbow into his friend’s ribs, wiggling his eyebrows. “Mostly because I heard it’s a really good place to meet girls! They never have enough guys for partners, so -”

“Naruto, I’m not looking for a girlfriend right now. I’m in uni to study, not get laid.”

“Psh, that puts you in the minority. I think you need a good shag - maybe you wouldn’t be so grumpy and high-strung all the time, huh?”

Color flushes across Sasuke’s nose. “You’re stupidly crude, Naruto...I’m not high-strung!”

A brow perks. “Then why are you being so stubborn?”

“Because a business degree doesn’t require a dance class, Naruto. It’s a waste of my time!”

“It’s just one quarter, Sasuke. It’ll get you out of your dorm for something other than number crunching! And getcha a little exercise...maybe you’ll even have a little fun, huh? C’mooon, ya bastard!”

“Oh hell, fine! Just shut up and leave me alone, will you?” A hand pushes against Naruto’s face as the blond cackles, swerving aside and clearly unbothered. “But if it starts interfering with my grades, I’m dropping it.”

“Okay, okay! But you gotta give it at least a few weeks, got it?”

“Whatever.”

Finally splitting paths, Sasuke stuffs hands in his pockets and heads back toward his dorm. He’s lucked out with a single this year, making his way in and shutting the door. With a flop, he collapses atop the mattress and slings an arm over his eyes.

...he’s going to regret this, isn’t he? Try something new, Naruto says...like it’s just that easy. Forearm moving up to his brow, Sasuke stares at his ceiling. He was hoping to escape his four years of classes without having to dip too much into the social aspect. It was bad enough Naruto got into the same school on a sports scholarship. He’s hardly had a day where his friend from high school hasn’t just so happened to bump into him. Now he’s gonna take a class where he has to actually interact with other students?

Ugh.

Well...this isn’t getting my homework done. Sitting up, Sasuke runs a hand back through his hair before dragging himself to his desk, clicking on a lamp and fetching his laptop.

It’s gonna be a long night.

.oOo.

After a brief Spring break (spent back home with his parents), Sasuke starts his first week back with a dreading in the back of his mind. Come Friday, he’ll finally have to subject himself to Naruto’s hare-brained scheme. He’s pretty much already made up his mind: he’ll be dropping it after two classes. Enough to keep to his word of trying it, and hopefully short enough he’s not too disrupted or annoyed. At the tail end of the week, he makes his way to a part of the campus he’s never been to before: the more...artsy part. Music, dance, theater: those sorts of classes. Looking to the other students he passes by, sure he sticks out like a sore thumb (obviously not one of them), he hurries along to the proper hall, and then the proper room.

Or perhaps “theater” is more like it. He finds himself in a recital hall, complete with a stage. Several other students linger around, and Sasuke can’t help but notice they look like him: meaning someone clearly not here as part of a major. Just...a one-off class.

And Naruto was right: there’s a significant majority of women compared to men.

Speaking of Naruto...he’s not here yet.

...if he stood me up to take this class alone, I’m gonna string him up from a flagpole.

Several of the people already inside glance up as he enters, but thankfully none keep staring. A great majority look just as unsure and almost regretful. Only a handful look genuinely excited. And that includes a pair of women clearly trying to enthuse a third.

“It’ll be fun! I promise - I have a cousin who took this class, she loved it. It’s nothing to difficult, really. Just a few basic dances. It’s super chill.”

“Yeah, for sure! You can totally just take it easy, Hinata. We’ll be here with you!”

Wringing her hands nervously, the dark-haired third wheel gives a nod. “...okay.”

“Okay class!” Stepping out another door, a woman with black waves up in a messy bun and ruddy brown eyes calls their attention. “We’ll be starting in a few minutes! Go ahead and partner up - we’re going to hop right into things.”

Sasuke stiffens. Wait, what -?

“Wait! Hold on!” Bursting through a door, Naruto immediately draws all eyes at his exuberant entrance. “Don’t - don’t start yet!”

The professor perks a brow. “...we haven’t. Find a partner.”

Looking to Sasuke, Naruto wiggles his brows.

“No.”

“Aw, but -!”

“I said no.”

Already everyone else has squared up. The blonde and...pink-haired? women from before quickly latch together, leaving their friend clearly out by herself and scrambling.

Sasuke makes up his mind.

Crossing the room and ignoring Naruto’s call, he steps up beside her. “Hey.”

A startled sound escapes her. “Uh -?”

“Look, you seem just as uneasy as me. We can suffer together.”

Large pale eyes blink at him. “Um...o-okay.”

He nods to her friends. “They drag you here?”

“...y-yeah. Something about...getting out of my dorm and -”

“- trying something new?”

Another blink, and then she actually laughs. “You must have heard the same…?”

“Yeah, from the blond idiot who made a spectacular debut just as we started.”

“He, um...a friend of yours?”

“Somehow, yeah.”

“O-oh!”

“...why?”

Hinata, as she’s apparently called, flushes pink. “I just, um...w-well, my friends, they’re -”

“They a pair?”

“Y...yes.”

“Well I’m definitely not that idiot’s boyfriend. He couldn’t handle this, anyway.”

She laughs again, and Sasuke can’t help a small smile. Where...did that come from? He doesn’t make jokes, not with strangers. He’ll crack something dry with Naruto, and he quips with his brother...but -?

“All right everyone, got a partner?”

There’s a murmur of assent. Even Naruto has one, a girl with matching brown-haired buns.

“Good! I’ve got my husband here with me - we’ll show you the first set of steps. But first, a little something to loosen everyone up. We’re going to take five minutes to just freestyle and get the nerves out. Remember, this is a casual class: not a competition. We’re all here to have fun, and learn a few dance moves. We’ll have a few quizzes about trivia, but honestly this class is pretty laid back.” A manicured nail pushes the play button on an older-style CD player, and random jazz music starts playing through a set of speakers.

“...uh…”

Everyone seems to look around before slowly breaking into random shuffling and jerking. Glancing to Hinata, Sasuke shrugs and shifts his weight a bit, bobbing with the beat. She tries to do the same, giggling a bit as they slowly gain a little confidence...or lose a little care for reputations.

Then the professor - Kurenai, she asks to be called - starts lining everyone up in front of a wall of mirrors before standing with her spouse, Asuma. “Now, take this first position.”

Everyone obeys to varying levels of success.

“We’ll start with four bars of movement.”

And so it goes. The eldest pair demonstrate a few steps, have the students mimic to the best of their ability, and then repeat until they get through an entire song.

“Obviously, this is just like the sketch of a drawing. We’ve got some basics down, but it needs cleaning up. Polishing. Color. I’ll be putting up a video of this on the class digital board you can watch and practice if you want in your spare time, but it’s not required. For now, we’ll repeat the first section a few times until class is over.”

Watching the instructors, Sasuke does his best to fumble through the movements. So far, he has a good sense of rhythm, but not nearly enough certainty in himself to progress. Hinata too stumbles through the paces, her grip dainty on his hands.

“Here,” Kurenai cuts in as the other pairs practice. “You need to be more firm.” She takes Sasuke in her grip, jerking him forward with a small yelp. “You’re the leader! Show her where to go, how to go - she’s depending on you!”

In turn, Asuma sees to Hinata. “You’ve got to hang on, and keep up. Hesitate, and you’ll throw the both of you off.”

Clearly each flustered, the students eye one another before taking up their posture again. Swallowing, Sasuke does his best to firm up his grip. Eyes flickering between his feet and Hinata’s face, he takes them through the first few bars again, and Hinata follows.

“Good, very good! Much better.” With that, the elder pair move to another.

Looking to one another sheepishly, Hinata and Sasuke both chuckle nervously. “That...that was better,” Hinata notes.

“Yeah…”

“All right, that’ll do it for today! See you all same time, same place next week!”

With this being his last class of the day, Sasuke finds himself walking to the door with his new ‘partner’. “I’ll admit...t-that was more fun than I feared.”

“Yeah, it wasn’t too bad.”

“Um...would you...want to be partners again next time?”

Sasuke gives her a glance, a bit taken aback. “...uh, sure.”

“...o-okay! Oh, I...I didn’t get your name…?”

“Sasuke.”

“I’m Hinata! It’s...nice to meet you, Sasuke.”

“Likewise.”

Free of the building, they find themselves going their separate ways. Watching her go for a bit, Sasuke jostles, deadpanning as Naruto latches onto him again.

“Sooo…?”

“So?”

“How’d it go?”

“...fine, I guess.”

“Ha! Told you you’d like it!”

“Whatever…” Maybe he did like it...but he won’t give Naruto the satisfaction.

...at least, not yet.

     PHEW, a wee bit earlier than I've been managing, haha! I need to work on my time management skills, whoops...      Anywho, a little modern action today, specifically college! A subject I know next to nothing about, so...here's hoping I winged it okay, haha! A friend talked once about a swing class she took in school, so...I thought we'd subject Sasuke to some dancing!      But I think he ended up enjoying himself ;3      Aaand that'll do it for today! Thanks for reading!

BTS account 13/10/18

didn’t do merch cause i did that in london, didnt go for studio cause that was probably not feasible with how our lines were going (at least i was too scared to do it).. sucks cause i didnt get allowed into the london booth while in the amsterdam booth everyone was queue-ing up anyways and getting in lol

bolding the subjects so you can skip parts that dont interest you

pre concert stuff So I was going to the concert with a person(Julie) I met through tumblr, she responded to my message asking if people wanted to queue up in GA with me cause I was alone. She was with a group of people and they basically adopted me so that was nice!!  Julie was super kind, constantly looking out for me, for my anxiety too and just I really loved being with her, time really flew!! We prioritized looking out for eachother over seeing the boys so I was really happy bout that! We basically queued up at 7AM in the 'unofficial line' that later on became the official one! Campers were sent out, I believe, but they probably came back early still! We still had a fairly decent spot I suppose? The camping out itself wasn't too stressful but I had a lot of anxiety bout being in the pit in a crowd of people, not havin bathroom breaks and being on 2 hours of sleep gjkfg Julie tried to reassure me through all of that. there were some fans giving out some stuff in the line!! like arts and stuff and i got this from a jimin fansite, i think she was japanese? 

it was so funny basically she did rock paper scissors with fans to determine if they’d win.. i lost but she gave it to me anyways?? LOL she didnt give it to anyone else that lost LOL

gettin into pit Eventually we got in and fortunately my tickets worked!! We like rushed into the left side but the view was not bad, ok, then we tried for the right side and we got similar views? But I think overall it was just a little better! We were around the sixth/fifth row in the pit but we moved up a bit to the fifth/fourth during the concert. I had a fairly good view on the stage, and could see the boys clearly!! I still used my iphone to film cause of the amazing quality zoom it has and i have so much gooood footage ahhhh my hands are super shaky though so thats annoying but oh well, its something! they like handed out water very often thank god so i could cool off and drink durin the concert!! we had to stand for like 3 hours inside so i was getting really nervous but once the concert started it was fine!!

concert Anyways the concert itself was mindblowing? They're actually sosososo good live it's actually insane how they sing live through their choreo or while bouncing around. Tear is still my favorite performance but the crowd went a little too wild around then so i didnt enjoy it as much :( They also did the medley I prefered (w Baepsae) which made so happy cause i got to experience both medleys now jdskfhfsdf.. i do feel like the performances were better for the London date, but the interactions and the boys happiness were on a much higher level in Amsterdam, especially with jungkook flying around trying to dance!! That said I felt like the crowd fell a little bit flat.. When the Jimin/Namjoon VCR was playing everyone was screaming initially for both but after a hot minute they like only screamed for Jimin?? The silence was actually deafening so Julie and I decided to help with Namjoon's screams then, and it was so disappointing we were legitimately the only 2 people screaming for him in such a venue lol. Crowd did however go wild at Kim Seokjin's performance, and IT'S WHAT HE DESERVES. Overall I think Seokjin and Jimin had the best reactions in Amsterdam, and London both.

impressions on boys As for the boys. Gonna be honest with y'all I was so busy filming Jungkook solo all day that I didn't really notice others?? fdjkghdf since i already had thel ondon date i figured today was jungkook's day now i had sights on him proper.. Some notes, Yoongi, Jimin and Namjoon spoke some Dutch and it was super cute!! Yoongi did it first fjgdkhfdg 

Yoongi: Super smol but big hands, and fluffy cheeks (he bloats really easily lolol) his see saw performance was REALLY good today too, i feel like reaction to seesaw is the best, everyone's always singing the whole song w it while most of the crowd struggled with their title tracks in both london and amsterdam LOLLL yoongi must be so proud over it.. also he's the first to speak in dutch to us but it was like really suddenly right before they were performing so nobody really noticed fjghkdfg and u know when he makes a dad joke and he smiles flustered, but nobody reacts to his jokes.. he did that thing LOLLL

Namjoon; very long and slender, his legs are legit 70% of his body and he went offffff today like when he's into shit like tear i cry cuz oh my god merCY kjdfhgdhjkfg Namjoon seemed to really love Amsterdam tbh he kept talking bout stuff to do while the others had fairly standard stuff to say, with a lot of repeat from the london concert too (which is fine vconsidering its hard for themt o speak in eng too)

Hoseok: He looks a lot sharper irl?? im not sure if i said differently last time, but now i saw him up close he's definitely much more handsome, cameras dont do him justice.. also he always has the most gentle smile on his face and it calmed me down a lot jkfgh

Taehyung: tbh im not sure if i missed him but i didnt really see him on my side a lot? i think like a few times i tried to film but couldnt really get it..?? julie did tho.. he's kind of.. small? but not small like yoongi but small like i'd confuse him for a high school kid.. BUT his face?? is really smth else his face is SO small but his features are sooooooo big and sharp.. god himself shaped this boy

Jin: ok yeah this man is 10000% more handsome irl liek i was filmin jk and lost focus and then jin appeared and i almost dropped my phone cause what the fuck?? hes GORGEOUS.. he didnt do the forehead/glasses look today though, unfortuantely cause jesus christ that was something else. he was bein a crackhead to jk again today rofll

jimin: he's legit a fairy irl lol it doesnt make sense.. like.. he's... really pretty....... super super super pretty, guys like legitimiately glowing.. he was super playful today and he seemed really happy to perform on his birthday which is super pure considering.. who likes working on their birthday? he like moved his dressshirt/blouse off shoulder a bit during the fake love portion of the set and oh ym god h..e..........HE... his collar... i want 2 kiss it.......platonically.

as for jimin's birthday.. omg he's so cute? they were at the extended stage when his birthday message came up (a message in dutch) and he like instantly rushed back to the main stage to show off his birthday message and he proceeded to talk in dutch about how it's his birthday, and how army are his gift?? it was suuuper cute!! imagine Jimin practicing his dutch just for this moment fdgkjhdf

jungkookie!!

Anyways onto ma boy!! Jungkook is absolutely unreal pretty. He didn't look as bloated/pained today so i guess i saw The Jungkook today and he's so.. sharp looking??? like his jawline and cheekbones are insane and like the dimple?? ughhhhh he looked a lil smaller now i was upclose but his thighs were still gods gift.. also he did forehead kookie instead of coconut kookie, i remain blessed.. he always hears my prayers..

throughout the show he was honestly super cute, he kept dancing in his chair to the choreo, spinning in circles while doing it, hopping around the stage slowly to wave and look at every fan.. he even looked towards me at some point but i legitimately dodged and turned away cause like I FELT SO GReaYS ANd i'd rather not have him see me like that lmaooo anyways it's so super cute how despite his injury he still tries to give it his all at all times, and now he could walk around he's instantly back at trying to make interactions with all fans?? a precious baby honestly!!

his ending ment was really-really sweet as well and it always amazes me how eloquent he can get when he gets to share us his real feelings.. i really am glad he's not too disappointed in himself anymore and has reached a point where he's just working on getting better instead<3!!

other than that, just like in london.. jungkook's vocals are insane. i don't care that he's not top tier vocalist in terms of technique but he got smth completely else and thats' how comffortably he can move around in his range and remain stable and it's just.. so amazing to hear him hit certain notes with almost.. ease? voice never cracks even after 23948234 songs it's so sickkkk

anyways this was definitely one of the best nights in my life.. despite allt hes tress and anxiety.. i’m sosoosos glad i went through all of this for that.. i had the greatest company and ended up having the greatest experience<3

Survey #168

“i’ve wished for this, i’ve bitched at that, i’ve left behind this little fact: you cannot kill what you did not create.”

Which internet browser do you use? Chrome. Have you ever lived on a university campus? Nope. When was the last time you saw a photo of your ex? *The* ex, when I was going through old photos on my Mom's FB looking for something. Do you play any games on your phone? DragonVale and Pokemon GO. Have you ever shaved your face? Only above my lip every now and then to avoid that dreaded lady-stache. :') What color is your front door? White. What was the last vaccination you got? Couldn't tell ya. When was the last time you were at a party? A year ago. Did you ever get called horrible names like whore, skank, or bitch? The only two I can think of are bitch and martyr. Who’s your favorite rapper? And your favorite song by this favorite rapper? Eminem, "Love The Way You Lie" or "Space Bound." How about your favorite band? And your favorite song by this band? Gah you know the story, I'll just do Ozzy for this one. Hard to say. "See You On The Other Side" probably wins, but "Mama I'm Comin' Home" is on its heels. Has anyone ever made a promise to you that they’d change? Who? Juan, probably. What’s your television addiction? I don't watch TV of my own volition, but I'd be happy to watch The Good Doctor. Have you ever had any painful dental work done? If so, what? Nothing worse than just getting braces tightened. Is there anyone you’d like to apologize to? Dad again to his face about how wicked I was to him and am so thankful he forgave me. I just haven't because I want that in the past and I'd probably break down anyway. What was the last song you listened to that made you cry? Idk. Could you go a month without talking to your best friend? That's my gf, no, I'd lose my mind. Can you make yourself sneeze? No. Is there something that you haven’t told anyone that you actually would like to tell someone? Meh... I think it's better I don't. How has your style changed since you were in high school? Not really. What was the last new drink you discovered that was delicious? Dunno. What’s the most Lisa Frank-worthy article of clothing you own? Nothing, really. What color is the rim around your full-length mirror? Black. What is your favorite way your hair has ever looked? How it is now. What are five things you are good at? Interacting with animals, being there for people, writing I'd like to think, being a great beast mastery hunter in WoW like 1v1 me bro, and uhhhh panicking over the most minute things. What are five things you are bad at? COMMUNICATING, initiating conversation, arguing w/o crying, understanding finances/economics, and math. Do you enjoy drawing at all? I do, but I rarely do it because I'm way too critical and get annoyed. And fixing mistakes cleanly can be hard. I want a drawing tablet one day hopefully in the near future, because I feel like I'd be more motivated to do it.  Quickly fix errors. What was the last thing you were frustrated with yourself about? Oh boy, idk. This is so common. Do you have unusual sleeping/waking hours? No. In your personal opinion, which hair color is the most beautiful? Probably blonde with some darker highlights I guess, if we're talking about natural colors. Actually, for girls, maybe red. How about eyes? Sapphire. Last sporting event you watched? Dance recital. Have you ever had a teacher that also taught your parents? No. Are you skilled when it comes to working in the kitchen? HA no. Do you listen to music while driving? It has to be quiet or I can't concentrate. What’s your favorite style of jeans? (Skinny, boot cut, flare, etc) Skinny. Are you deathly allergic to anything? No. Who was the last person you had sex with? Or are you a virgin? Jason. Are you Italian? No. Would you ever go vegan? There's no way I could survive. Where’s the nearest GameStop near you? Like... 10-15 minutes? Have you had an argument with anyone recently and if so, do you still have issues with that person? Sara, but only because I said something stupid. No, I have zero issues with her. Who was the last person that asked to hang out with you and what’s the story of how you met that person? Colleen, girl scouts. Is there something you generally always ask for help with? Cleaning the animals' cages. Don't have anything to put them in so I hold them while Mom cleans it. Unfair to her, I know, but I can't do both and Mom doesn't seem to mind, plus she wouldn't hold any of them. Do you own a pocketknife, or any other kind of multi-tool? No. What was the last thing you took a video of? Teddy being a goof. Have you ever been somewhere where you didn’t fluently speak the local language? No. What is your least favorite kind of weather? Hot and humid like fuck off. Describe the 'look’ you did the last time you wore makeup. Uhhh mildly winged liner, black eyeshadow, black lips. If you got pregnant the 1st time you had sex, how old would the kid be now? I don't remember when it was 'cuz I've said before I didn't really. Realize it was sex until literally this year when I looked back on it. But anyway, six-ish. Have you ever polished and waxed your car? N/A As a kid, did you have any friends with parents who yelled a lot? Don't think so. What’s the biggest risk you’ve ever taken? ODing. Have you ever lived in a small community where everyone knew each other? No. What are some of your least favorite foods? BEANS, mushrooms, asparagus, brussel sprouts, cherries, nuts, etc. etc. etc. I'm picky as hell. Do you give your pets gifts and treats for their birthday/adoption day? Only Teddy 'cuz I actually know his rip. Has anyone ever set you up on a blind date? If so, how did it go? No. Do you believe your ex cares about you? The only ex I feel /sincerely/ does is Girt. What is the strangest type of candy you have eaten? Idk. What would be your most ideal profession? Meerkat biologist. What kind of rides do you enjoy the most at amusement parks? Kinds that don't make me fear vomiting. What is a topic you definitely don’t want to talk about with anyone? Weight. Where do you carry the things you need with you when leaving the house? Pocketbook. What’s the last thing you made with your hands? Uhhhh a drawing? Have you ever been physically or mentally abused? How did it affect you? No. Do you consider yourself a vengeful person? If so, why’d you think that is? Not in the least. Do you own any accessories with your name or initial on them? I have a "B" necklace somewhere from someone, but. Never wear it. Are you nervous/anxious, for any reason at all? Nah. For once. What was the last compliment you received from the opposite sex? Dad said I looked great when I got in the car to go to the theater. Have you ever been to an orchard? No. :c What are your plans for Halloween? I've no clue. :/ Do you plan on carving a pumpkin this year? Yeah. What’s your favorite Halloween movie? Hocus Pocus. What’s your favorite kind of apple? Red. Do you like to roast marshmallows? Yeah. If you have a job, who’s your closest friend at work? N/A When was the last time you stayed in a hotel? Where was it? Shit, not since a dance competition at the beach years ago. Have you ever gotten your nails done? Like twice because I was invited. Who was the last family member of yours that died? Idk. Who was your favorite president? Not educated enough on this. The last type of sandwich you made or ate: I believe ham, cheese, and mustard. The last time the weather was just the way you like it: Been a long time. The last time you apologized and the last time you received one: I dunno. I say "sorry" like obsessively, but a serious apology, idk. To me, either Mom or Sara. Do you have a smartphone or a dumb phone, or no phone? Smartphone. Do you own any tapestries, and if so, what’s on it/them? No. Have you ever made a collage for your bedroom wall? No. What types of churches do you find really boring? All of them. On what day is your local grocery store the busiest? I would guess the weekend? What day do you usually go grocery shopping? I don't, Mom does. She doesn't have a regular day. What devotional do you read, if any? None. What is your favorite color for cars? Burnt orange. Have you ever tried writing with the opposite hand? How good/bad was it? Yeah, not good. Do you prefer dark, brown or white chocolate? Milk/brown. Have you ever had a controlling boyfriend/girlfriend? No. Have you ever written a love letter to someone as a joke? That's fucking evil. No. How many true heart breaks have you had in your lifetime? One. Do you have any gay family members? Mom's cousin or something. Who was the last person to sleep over at your house? Sara. Would you ever get a boob job? I DON'T NEED ONE LIKE ONE OF THE THINGS I LOOK FORWARD TO MOST WITH LOSING WEIGHT IS NOT HAVING TRISHA PAYTAS TITS. Did your last relationship end because of you or the other person? Me. Have you ever tried to break up anyone because YOU liked the guy/girl? No. What would you think if you found out your ex was gay? My very first "boyfriend" I think actually is. I'd be stunned if Juan, Girt, and especially Jason came out, although Jason would make me fucking cackle. Boy could I say some shit about that. Would you ever take someone back if you found out they cheated on you? Nah son. Have you ever lied to your boyfriend/girlfriend? I've never told a serious lie, but I'm sure I've told like minuscule ones ("I'm fine," etc.) every now and again. Would you be upset if you caught your boyfriend looking at porn? Yup. Minority opinion, but. When was the last time you were on a city bus? Never. Do you have a garden? Does it have flowers, vegetables, or both? No. Have you ever burned an ant with a magnifying glass? No. Have you ever had an ant farm? Maybe? I had a lot of those little animal kit things as a kid, like frogs and butterflies. Have you ever had crabs, turtles, or lobsters? Hermit crabs. Briefly turtles. Has anyone ever told you you’re too young for something? No, I think? Maybe. What about for someone? No. How many times have you changed a diaper in your life? Literally once when it wasn't even dirty???? Why did I do that??????????? Has a younger person ever confided in you as an adult? Yeah. Have you ever felt responsible for someone’s death? No. Who knows your biggest secret and why did you tell them? No one. What’s your best memory with your ex? Aaron: group skating rink date. Juan: I'm not sure, probably making him play a Just Dance game with me lmao. Jason: That's like impossible to say with how long we were together. But a time that will always stand out for me is when we were playfighting, I came storming into the kitchen, big time slipped in the middle of "yelling," and he caught me and we laughed for like a full minute. Tyler: Nothing, really. Girt: He was reading a memento in Amnesia: A Machine For Pigs, and I'll say the writing is very unique, and he got to one sentence he read in THE most incredulous voice, and I spat my drink e v e r y w h e r e. I deadass laughed/cried for like ten minutes and still had outbursts afterwards. It was one of those "you had to be there" things. The last time you felt insulted/offended: Dunno. The last time you held a baby: Over a month ago when I had to hold Keegan for whatever reason. The last form you filled out: Something for my new doctor. The last video game you played: So here's a super weird fact about me; as a kid, I loved hunting games, all the while even then hating hunting for sport irl. Not a clue clue why. I recently got more "back" into gaming and I'm working on beating Dangerous Hunts again. What is your favorite type of cat? Persians. What religion were you raised in? Are you still that religion, if you had one? Roman Catholicism, and no. What religion/spiritual path intrigues you the most, if any? Wiccan and Buddhism. What heritage does your last name imply? Scottish. Recently, what artists/bands have you been listening to a lot? Powerwolf, Mother Mother. Do you know any HTML coding? No. Has anyone ever called you rich? HA as if. What makes you feel beautiful? lol How many bathrooms are in your house? One. Last time you were on a plane and where did you go? March, Illinois. Hopping on one again tomorrow!! Are you considered a very sensitive person? Probably by those who know me well. I know I am. Have you ever told someone you never wanted to speak to them again? Dad, yeah. What is the worst name anyone has ever called you? Being called a martyr still hurts, and that was like two years ago. When was the last time you cried out loud in front of someone? Mom around a week ago or something. Have you ever been questioned by the police? No. Have you ever had to be put on medicine for a mental disorder? Yeah. What do you normally drink when eating at a restaurant? Mtn. Dew if Pepsi products, otherwise Coke. Have you ever been in a car accident? One. Are you currently in a happy relationship? YEAH!!!! Do you normally have nightmares or good dreams? Neither. Just weird. What if a friend asked you to go with her to get an abortion? OH WOW I AM *NOT* THE PERSON TO ASK. I really don't know. I've made my opinion on the subject pretty clear, and if the abortion wasn't for your own mental and/or physical health and rather you just not wanting to face the consequences of your actions, idk if I could go. Have you ever had a deep conversation with someone who was high on anything? No. Are you experiencing problems within a current friendship? No. Ever made yourself throw up? No, I fear vomiting too much to ever. Who of the opposite sex has seen you at your worst? Jason. When at a fast food place, do you usually order a small, medium, or large drink? Medium. Do you dip your pretzels in anything? No. When was the last time you started a new medication? Recently for knee pain. What is your favorite type of nut? None. Where did you eat the best pizza you’ve ever eaten in your life? Literally Domino's lmao. Do you know what year your parents married? No. Do you know anyone who was adopted? Yeah. Do you prefer loose leaf tea or teabags? You know my opinion on tea. What is your favorite place to get Chinese food? I dunno the name of the place Mom goes. Do you part your hair to the side? It's parted far to the left. Is winter your least favorite season? No, it's my second-favorite! Do you know someone who’s a stripper? No. Are you sitting in a spinning chair? No, I'm in bed. When’s the next time you’ll go to a haunted house? I've never been to a "real" one but would LOVE to. How old is too old to trick-or-treat? I really don't care. Honestly believe there's no magic age where it's no longer okay. I still would if not for societal expectations. Have you ever caught a firefly? Yes. Do you own any camouflage? No. What's the next really important thing you have to do? Get to my flight on time. Are you looking forward to anything? T O M O R R O W  A P P R O A C H E S How late is too late for coffee for you? I don't drink coffee. Have you ever written or considered writing a play? No. How about a novel? If so, could you give us the synopsis of the plot? Yeah, as a kid. It was about a family of meerkats of different "breeds" (dragon, fire, ice, etc.) plagued by their king's brother as well as the prince finding love. That's all I remember of it. Who is considered the "black sheep" of your family? Why? Lol me. I'm just pretty different from like everyone with "problematic" traits. What's a color you hate? Puke green. What's an odor you hate? Old garbage. What's a sound you hate? Babies screaming omfg. What's something you'd never ever dare to ask another person? Hmmm. Probably if they've ever been raped or molested. What's something you've always wanted to ask someone but haven't dared? OKAY. So I coulda sworn one of my best high school friends was pregnant in middle school, before I talked to her at all. Then I believe I saw her with her baby once when we were in the gym for something. When we became friends, she never spoke of having a child and most certainly didn't look a bit like she'd had a baby. I never wanted to ask because you know the stigma of teen pregnancy. What is a song you cannot stand? Any country song where the singer has that godawful southern-as-hell twang. What's the worst/best thing you've done without your parents knowing? *shrugs* If you wear earrings, what does your favorite pair look like? Idk, I haven't looked at my earrings in a long time. Have you ever won any money from a scratch card? Like a dollar or so on the rare occasion my parents bought one. How about a slot machine? No. Do you like playing bingo? Sure. What's been the best thing you've found at a flea market? I love this little dragon figure I have. Oh, and my shipwreck lamp! Do you ever glance at people's butts? I'm a sucker for ass tbh okay. Like I'm not a dick that's gonna stare, but I'm guilty of glances, sure. What's something that catches your eye about other people? Their style. What's a random funny scene from a movie that has stuck with you? The first thing that came to my mind is from the Scooby movie where the girl introduces herself as Mary Jane and Shaggy goes, "That's, like, my favorite name" lmao. Oh, the things you miss as a kid. Are you one of those people who will not use a public washroom? I avoid it as much as possible. Have your parents ever disapproved of the person you're dating? No. What kind of things do you collect? Right now, just meerkat and Silent Hill stuff. YouTuber merch will happen when I can afford to buy it myself ha ha. Do you have a thing for body hair? No opinion. Not too into heavy back or chest hair, but still, don't really care. Is there anyone into you that you have no interest in? No clue if Girt still likes me, but if so, I don't reciprocate the feeling romantically. What's the longest you've slept for? Like 11 hours, maybe? Do your parents have a bad relationship with anyone? Not especially other than between each other. Were you raised by someone other than your parents? No. Do you prefer the color pink or blue? Pink. What's the last chore you did? Vacuumed. Have you ever had pet mice? Rats. What is your godmother's name? I don't think I have one. What's the last party you went to? A year ago at Summer's. Have you ever been to a jungle? No. What is your favorite jungle animal? Tigers! When did you first find yourself attracted to someone? I dunno. Elementary school. If you met a genie, what would you wish for? Financial stability, world peace, cure for Alzheimer's/dementia. Have you ever ran away from home? For like two hours or less. Is your father injured? No. He has a bad back, but. Would you be willing to die protecting your country? Like in the military or something? No. Have you ever dated someone from a different country? For less than a day. Are you part Native American? Not that I know of. What are your pets' names? Teddy, Bentley, Roman, Venus, Kaiju, and Mitsu. Do you like to go hunting? NONONONONONO. I'd have a hard time doing it even for survival. Have you ever worked two jobs? No. Who is the oldest sibling in your family? Katie. What are some of your happy thoughts? Being with Sara, imagining a positive future, remembering all I've endured and conquered, etc. etc. What's your favorite pattern for clothes? Plaid, I suppose? Do you ever wear fur? No. Who is the worst boss you've ever had? Why? N/A What are the names of the all the dogs you've ever owned? Trigger, Angel, Teddy, Dale, Delilah, Harley, Cali, and Bentley, I think. Where did you meet your current or last significant other? YouTube. When did you last ride a bike? Years ago. What did you last ask your parents permission for? Uhhh. I dunno. Oh, actually, I was thinking of spending a day with Dad, and I wanted to know if it would bother Mom. She said no, but I don't believe her. I didn't do it, though. Why were you in a waiting room the last time? Psychiatrist appointment yesterday. What's your lawyer's name? I don't have one. Do you own a lot of scarves? Do I even own any??? Would you ever get a face tattoo? No. What kind of car did you take your drivers test in? Haven't taken it. How much was the rent/mortgage at the cheapest place you’ve ever lived? I wouldn't know, I don't pay it. Who in life have you felt the strongest need to protect? Holy shit, Sara. What is the cruelest thing a person has ever said to you? Who even knows. What crime from history fascinates you most? No clue. Who do you think was the worst criminal in history? Maybe Saddam Hussein. Who has the weakest set of values in your family? Idk. What is the most disturbing sound you know of? Bones cracking. What's the shortest amount of time between orgasms you've ever experienced? N/A Which laws would you most like to change? Off the top of my head, we. Need. More. Gun. Fucking. Control. I'm not for a ban of firearms, but jfc, it's too easy to purchase a goddamn killing machine. What the oldest you'd like to live? 80, maybe? After that I can just imagine poor health that would really suck. Which sibling is or was favored most by your parents? I actually think it's me, tbh. Mom and I have an incredibly strong bond and have serious history, and Dad's and mine is very deep and definitely as a kid was the storybook father/daughter relationship, and now that we're reunited, I think we both cherish each other more. What's the biggest surprise you've ever had in bed? Waking up in the middle of the night to Jason groping my boobs. Who is the person you most wanted to have an affair with but didn't? I've never wanted that. Who have you most feared in your life? Dad. What would make you go insane the fastest? Losing Sara for the same reason as Jason. What was the quickest friendship you ever made? I'm not sure. What is your strongest reason for your opinion on abortion? I guess you have the right to be selfish if you're put at risk. You come first. What would you most like to hear from your father? He's proud of how far I've come. What one natural thing would you most like to see? Maybe a volcano erupt from a safe distance. What has been the single most important influence on your life? The breakup. What is the most worthy cause on earth? Seeing all life as equal and actually acting on that. Caring for one another. What would you most easily be driven to kill for? Sara's safety.

Just My Type

It was 7:05 in the morning and I was to busy fxcking my chemistry teacher Mr.Thornhill. To notice we had 15 mins to get to school . I tried to let go from our kiss when he grabbed me by the waist and said “what’s wrong “. “It’s time to go to school jay” I got off of him and put on my clothes. You could tell he wasn’t fully satisfied especially because he didn’t came into you .. “right right” he said while putting his clothes back on and drove you guys to the back of the school where no one can see u guys together.

You guys sat in the car quietly until u pulled him into a kiss. The kiss deepened and he told you tht he wasn’t finished with you and he got out of the car and went inside the building. I sat in the car checking my phone. I got a text from my best friend Steve Harrington. “Where tf are you Evelyn “ he texted. “Wdym?” I replied. “We were suppose to meet at the dot this morning i was waiting there looking like an idiot !” He texted. I totally forgot about tht I told myself. I felt so bad ! “Omg I totally forgot Steve I’m so sorry.. stuff at home is complicated can I make it up to you ?!” You texted back. “Hmmm yes you can tonight at your house I have to study for a test and need your help” he said. You smiled at your phone and got out of the car and heading to the building.

When you walked up the steps to the door of the school you got a text and you looked at your phone and for just a quick second you ran into someone and a black case dropped and you quickly looked up. “ omg I’m so sorry!” You said and grabbed the big case and gave it back to a rlly good looking guy. “it’s fine I should’ve paid attention” he said looking at you . You couldn’t keep his eyes off of you. “I think we both weren’t paying attention” you giggled looking at him. “My name is bradley” he reached out his hand. “My name is Evelyn ” you shook his hand. He wouldn’t let go of my hand and stared at me for like 5 secs long . “Uhh sorry” he said nervously letting go his grip. “It’s fine” you smiled. “Hey would like to go to a show tht my band and I are playing at tonight at the dot?” He said confidently. “Sure what time ?” I said interested. “7 o clock.. i’d love to see you there” he said smiling. After tht little interaction I finally got to class.

My favorite class came.. Chemistry with my favorite teacher ;). I sat down in my regular seat. Mr.thornhill was looking at me seductively. We gave each other long eye contact while i was teasing him by biting my pencil until the bell rang. “Okay class so we are doing a lab so partner up and let’s get started” he said but then the door opened a familiar cute face popped out of the door. It was Bradley. “ Hi mr. Thornhill my name is Bradley I just transferred into this class cuz i had problems in my other class”. He said. “Hi Bradley welcome so just find a partner for our lab and I’ll explain what to do” jay replied . Bradley saw u and caught each other attention. “ Evelyn right ?! Wanna be partners?” He winked . “yah sure !” You replied. Jay saw u guys talking and getting along and he saw Bradley made u laugh when he made a funny face. Jay was getting mad. “Miss Thornhill Evelyn” he mumbled the thornhill part. You looked at jay confused. “I need to talk to u about ur grade” he said. You got up and walked over to his desk. “What do you want jay ?” You asked. “You call me Mr.thornhill in class miss Evelyn!” He said angrily. “Wtf since when?” You replied annoyed . “Excuse me but u need to stop flirting with tht new guy.. i thought i was the only guy ur fxcking” he said while putting is hand on ur bethigh. “Jay I mean mr thornhill he is just a friend! Stop being jealous” you said to him walking away. “Ohh I’m not done with you missy” he whispered and you heard.

When you got back to ur seat Bradley saw ur pissed off face expression. “You look pissed” He laughed. “Is there anything I can do?” He added. “sadly no” you said. “Hey so what is ur band name ?” You asked changing the subject. “The Vamps” He said. “It would be super cool if you could come.. also I rlly want to get to know you” he said putting his hand on your thigh. “Yah I am definitely gonna go i love watching bands and I really wanna get to know you too” you said smiling. You guys worked on your lab and when the bell rang you headed to eat Lunch with steve.

“Hey Harrington!” You said jumping on your best friends back. “Why are u so happy missy?” He asked curious. “What makes you think there is a reason for my happiness” you said rolling your eyes. “Well for starters ik when my best friend is happy about something” he said. You jokingly pushed him. You guys got your lunch and sat with your friends veronica,Betty and Zach. “Hey so I got so much nudes last night it’s crazy !” Zach spluttered out. “Zach no one wants to know how much hoes you get at night” veronica said. “I need more nudes and sex cuz I all I get is Evelyn’s booty or boob pic approvals” Steve said. “Ik we all get them” Zach said laughing. “Well I’m sorry a girl needs help sometimes” you said. “Oh don’t worry we aren’t complaining” the boys said. Everyone laughed at tht. “So Evelyn are u even talking to someone?” Betty asked. Steve got nervous at the question cuz he secretly likes you but only he knows it. “Uhh no all the guys I talk to Just want sex and it’s annoying” You said but u had 2 guys in your mind tht u actually like (jay and Bradley). “Girl that is so true” veronica said. Lunch ended and you guys carried on your day at school.

When the bell rang I got a snap from jay. I opened it and it said *first gif. He was so demanding I loved it I craved it so I went to his room. I saw him on his desk on his laptop grading. I fixed my appearance a little to look more sexy. I opened the door and locked it and put a paper on the window so no one could see what I was about to do. “Hey babe ready to be sore for the next few days” jay said to you coming towards you. “I guess so” you said seductively. You tugged on his shirt and then unbuttoned his shirt revealing is toned body. He took off your shirt revealing your amazing body . He kissed your neck up to your lips and you moaned a little. He picked u up by the legs and placed you on his desk and unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants revealing is big package . You eyed his package with lust. “I want you now” you begged. “ not yet my dear you have to earn it he said pinching your chin he kissed you deeply. He took off your pants and went down fingering You. And then he ate you out. You really needed him inside. “Babyyyy please I need you” he pulled out and placed his tip playfully on ur folds and u tried to push urself into him but he backed out teasing you. He then grabbed your thighs and thrusted hard into you making u moan loud. “Babe shhh the principal is still here” he kept thrusting in and out of you making you roll ur head back screaming his name. “ babe I have cum” he said pounding ur pussy using all his sexual frustration out from earlier. “Please come pleaseee” you both finally released and you guys were breathing heavy and kissed each other. You two were happy that u both were satisfied.

After tht hot session you got your self together and headed home. When you got home you were doing homework and FaceTimeing Steve. He was doing his hair and being all cute and stuff . “ okay sexy Steve why u trying to get all cute and stuff ?” You asked teasing. “Can’t I just look good for myself “ he replied. “I mean go for it but let me know who the girl is first” you said. Little did u know it was you. You guys talked for couple of hrs until it was 6. You had to go to the dot to watch Bradley and his hand play. You told Steve u had to go for dinner. After u hung up you got dressed for the concert. You threw on black jeans with a leather jacket and some booties. You headed out and drove to the dot. When u walked in Bradley saw u immediately he looked so happy to see you. “Evelyn !” He called Out you looked at him smiling.

He pulled me up to the stage *second gif

“I’m so happy you came! I hope you like our band.. you can sit in the front row tables” he said gesturing to a seat. “Thanks Bradley I’m excited!” You said hugging him and you sat down waiting for the performance. “Hey everyone thanks for coming out to watch us perform this first song is going out to a special girl tht i just met today she makes me feel a certain way and I like it “ Bradley said grabbing the mic and beginning to sing just my type. You smiled at what he said. “She lets me down

Then gets me high

Oh I don't know why

She just my type

She's my device

I don't think twice

Oh I don't know why she's just what I like

But I, I, I love it

I, I, I love it” he sang. You were having fun singing along and making eye contact with him. When u were having fun you got a text from Steve you opened it and it read “where are Evelyn I’ve been waiting In your house for 45 mins.. did you forget already”. You totally forgot again about your meet up. It was 7:45 and the band took a intermission. Bradley went up to you. “Hey eve how did you like it?” He said. “You guys are amazing! But I have to go i have studying to do” you replied. “Yeah ofc but wait Evelyn” he said pulling you close to him he looked at you down to ur lips you could tell he wanted to kiss you. He kissed you and you let him and the kiss deepened and then you let go and headed out the door and went home.

When u arrived home you went up to your room and saw Steve shirtless on your bed. “Hey Steve sor..” you said closing the door and turning around to a shirtless Steve. “It’s fine but u owe me now” he said. “W-what do you want?” You said nervously curious. He knew the next thing he was gonna say would change your guys relationship..”I want you to make out with me” he said demanding. You were shocked at what he said u had no idea he even liked you like tht. But you didn’t mind cuz you knew he lacked sexual moments. So you ran to him and wrapped your legs around him on the bed and starting to kiss him and he was such an amazing kisser you had no idea how good he was. “Oh my I didn’t know you were so good at this” you said deeply. “Oh baby I don’t kiss and tell” he replied. So you were wrong about his sexual life. “Get on your knees now” he demanded you did as u were told he pulled down his pant revealing his huge hard goods. You began to rub and suck the tip making him moan. You then preceded to suck all of his length making u deep throat and he then fxcked your mouth . You guys then ended up making out on the bed and cuddled for hours until you both fell asleep.

next chapter coming soon

Qrow

Tell me about how you feel about Qrow for the character meme

Two asks for Qrow! Alrighty!

favorite thing about them: I really like how the show plays off of his Rugged Drunken Mentor figure character archetype. In a lot of anime (and any media in general), that kind of archetype is always romanticized and it's kinda a bad thing b/c alcohol addiction is serious. And we see what alcohol addiction does to someone like Qrow, aka someone who is a broken man b/c of how awful his life is. We even see him trying to move away from his alcohol addiction. On top of that, I love that despite all of that, he tries to be a good person and a loving uncle to his nieces. You'd think with the life he has it's a wonder that he's not a villain, but he is such a big sweetheart who not only trains w/ his nieces but even plays video games w/ them as well and it's just UGHH!! So sweet!! >w<

least favorite thing about them: Uhh... I kinda wish we got him interacting more with other characters? Like I wish we saw him interact more w/ Yang, Ironwood, or... even Robyn? I know it sounds weird to say about Robyn since they were partnered up in V8 but they should have had more interactions, and I think she'd be a really cool sis figure for him too :3

favorite line: "Look, just remember that you've still got a long way to go. And don't think for a second that graduating means you're done. Every day out there is worth a week in this place. You two... you're gonna go far, but only if you keep learning, if you never stop moving forward." (RWBY V3 Ch 4: Lessons Learned)

brOTP: Qrow/Robyn; like I said, I really wish we got more interactions between them. I think w/ their bird motifs and their personalities, I'd see a really cool sibling-esque dynamic going on.

OTP: I do have a soft spot for Magpie (Qrow/Roman) cuz I just think it'd be fun and that they both have some similarities going on too :3 (esp now after reading Roman Holiday)

nOTP: Snowbird (Qrow/Winter)... like even w/o the big age gap between them, I don't want them together considering their interactions and fight in V3 and also knowing that Willow is an alcoholic and her addiction really had a huge effect on her kids, it just makes me not wanna ship them together >_<

random headcanon: He used Tai and Summer's heads as a little perch spot at one point when in bird form.

unpopular opinion: This man's never gonna die. Yeah yeah he's the mentor archetype and those types of characters end up dying, yadda yadda. But look, considering that so many horrible things has happened to him so far in the story and the fact that he's also fighting a really bad alcohol addiction on top of that? Ending his story by just killing him is just gonna be cruel. This guy deserves a break that doesn't end with his life getting taken away. Not to mention, Ruby's kinda already shown many times she doesn't need him to tag along and we literally have a volume coming up where she's just gonna be w/ her team (and Jaune + Neo) so like I think it's already clear that they've moved on from Qrow being just her mentor figure. ... also the "QROW'S GONNA DIE!!!" thing has been going on since V4 and it's getting pretty annoying so shut up, shut up!

song i associate with them: Bad Luck Charm (RWBY Soundtrack-wise); Silhouette (Owl City); End of the Earth (Marina)

favorite picture of them:

Qrow Branwen is going to punch you :)

c. AU 11

gawrsh

Arsé-kun: -Monday, November 8th- Arsé-kun: *Everyone's in class! Everyone's too busy right now. Let's check in with someone else!* Sheepy: Holmes: I deduce… this is the room! How fitting! *he’s trying to seem excited, but he’s nervous more than anything* Arsé-kun: Watson: What gave you the idea? Sheepy: Holmes: ...A gut feeling. Arsé-kun: Watson: So not the crudely drawn sign on the door? Sheepy: Holmes:...Oh, yes, that too. Sheepy: Holmes: Of course, that was the final clue! Arsé-kun: Watson: Just go in already. Sheepy: *Holmes groans and goes in* Arsé-kun: Red: *holding up Crow* Woah... Are they allowed to make angels this small?? Sheepy: Crow: Oi!! I'm NOT small!!! Sheepy: Crow: I'll have you know that among hedgehogs I'm TALL!! At least the ones from the pet stores! Arsé-kun: Red: Compared to Red Magnus you are! You're so small that it's rid⭐ckulous! Sheepy: Crow: Blame my parents, not me! I drink milk every day and it's NEVER helped!!! Arsé-kun: Klimt: Oi, don't drag me into this. Sheepy: Christo: ...Aren't hedgehogs lethally allergic to milk? Sheepy: Crow: Well, it's your parents who decide your height! If I was in control of my height I'd be taller than that dumb Wimpion! Then he could never pick on me. Arsé-kun: Klimt: Is he still picking on you? *he's playing with a butterfly knife* Do I need to interfere? Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, he's a NEET bully! Dark Sun God this, Black Monster that! And then Rom always punches both Wimpion and me 'cuz apparently I'm partially at fault! *pout, pout* Arsé-kun: Klimt: Huh. Maybe I sh- Arsé-kun: Barok: No and do not Sheepy: Holmes: Mr. Reaper! It's a surprise to see you here. Sheepy: Crow: My name is CROW!!! Sheepy: Crow: And I'm too young to be called "Mr"! Call old people like Dad or Uncle that!! Arsé-kun: Barok: Not everything is about you, Crow. Sheepy: Crow: There's no other reapers in the room. Arsé-kun: Barok: Let's keep it that way. Sheepy: Crow: I prefer "Angel of Death" or "Fallen Angel" anyway! Eheheh! They really do sound like cool titles! Arsé-kun: *Raph looks up from working to stare at Crow. How many times do we gotta teach you this lesson, old man??* Sheepy: Holmes:.... Sheepy: Holmes: *thinking*......... Sheepy: Holmes: Oh. I remember you. I watched you kill one of the students once. Sheepy: Crow: He's already dead! It's not killing him if he's dead! Arsé-kun: Barok: Today a detective learns that people die when they are killed. Sheepy: Holmes: That isn't what I mean. Sheepy: Holmes: I mean that I watched him strike one of the students with that guitar he carries around and take his soul, in a room full of innocent bystanders. Arsé-kun: Klimt: Cool. Sheepy: Holmes: Anyway, Mr. Reaper, I didn't expect to see you here. If I'd known, I would've brought my violin. I wrote a new theme song for you. Arsé-kun: Barok: Horrible. I don't want it. Sheepy: Holmes: You sound so eager to hear it! Sheepy: Crow: Myumons get mean when they hear bad enough music, you know! You better not be messing with him! Sheepy: Holmes:???........ Sheepy: Holmes: There's so much I still don't know... Arsé-kun: Raph: Don't worry about it too much. Sheepy: Holmes: I won't. Sheepy: Holmes: I suppose it should be obvious, but... is it true everyone here is actually, well... Arsé-kun: Raph: Sure is! Sheepy: Holmes: Even Mr. Reaper? Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Of course Uncle is an angel. What else would he be? Arsé-kun: Barok: May I offer the alternative? Sheepy: Holmes: Yes? Arsé-kun: Barok: Dead. Sheepy: Holmes:...Dead? Sheepy: Crow: You look lively for a dead guy, Uncle! Arsé-kun: Barok: Horrible. I said that was the alternative. Not that it is correct. Sheepy: Crow: Oooohhh... Sheepy: Holmes: I didn't know you were an uncle, Mr. Reaper. I'm learning all sorts of things today! Arsé-kun: Barok: Unfortunately I have a brother to blame for that. Sheepy: Holmes: He's older than I am and likes gambling. Sheepy: Holmes: How sad for you! I, too, have a brother. He's older than me and likes gambling. Arsé-kun: Barok: And the next time he tries to gamble with me over a court case, I'm going to give him a molotov cocktail. Sheepy: Holmes: You've met him? Arsé-kun: Barok: Sadly, yes. Sheepy: Holmes: Contrary to what the books state, Mycroft and I get along quite well. Sheepy: *Il is busy playing his switch and ignoring all of this* Arsé-kun: *Raph goes back to his stack of paperwork, stretching his two wings out out of annoyance. paperwork* Sheepy: Holmes: I hope you don't mind if I ask a few questions... Arsé-kun: Barok: ... Fine. What. Sheepy: Holmes: Why do some of you have four or six wings? Sheepy: Holmes: Isn't two enough? Wouldn't more get in the way? Arsé-kun: Barok: It's power and rank. The extras can be hidden whenever, but the more they have the higher the rank. Arsé-kun: *Most wings are not out right now that I know of. Raph, again, only has one pair of wings showing* Sheepy: Holmes: So you'll never really be able to know if they're hiding any or not... Arsé-kun: Barok: You could probably guess based on how well known the angel in question is. Most are one or two pairs at most. Sheepy: Holmes: Well known...? Sheepy: Holmes: You overestimate me! Ahahahaha! I don't know a single thing about angels! Arsé-kun: Barok: .... You're hopeless. Sheepy: Holmes: And the loud kid has three pairs... so he's high ranking? Sheepy: Crow: My name is Crow! C-R-O-C -- No! C-R-O-W!!! Arsé-kun: Barok: Yes. Angels of death tend to automatically be six or more. Sheepy: Holmes: And the one with bad vibes who attacked me the other day...? Ah, my brain is all so hazy of that moment. Arsé-kun: Barok: No wonder you're repeating yourself. Judgment got to you. Sheepy: Il: *he looks up from his switch* That is not my name. I also never attacked you. I scared off the source of danger and you happened to be in the middle of it. Arsé-kun: Raph: Draining other angels is not good for them, Il. Sheepy: Il: He recovered, so it's fine. Sheepy: Holmes: That... implies you'd be perfectly willing to do it again. Sheepy: Il: There's no problem with it. Arsé-kun: Raph: If it leaves any harm on them, it is a problem. Memory loss is a problem. Sheepy: Il:.....? Sheepy: Il:....... Sheepy: Il: It takes energy to heal... Sheepy: Il: Improper maintenance can cause future bugs. Arsé-kun: Raph: I've told you that I'll help you when you need it. You don't need to bother with anyone else. Sheepy: Il: ....... Sheepy: Il: I'll ask you for help the next time you're around when it happens. Arsé-kun: Raph: Thank you. Sheepy: Il: But you weren't around this time. Arsé-kun: Raph: ... Fine. Permitted post-event. Sheepy: Il: Thank you. I did a good job! Arsé-kun: Raph: You DID scare away a high level threat, even if it's presence was already permitted. Sheepy: Il: *He's proud of himself!* Sheepy: Holmes: That was my friend... Arsé-kun: Barok: I can't believe you managed to befriend that thing before knowing what you were. Arsé-kun: *Raph's happy that Il's happy. Positive loop* Sheepy: Holmes: He's not a thing. He's simply an entity who is curious about humans. Of course I, a human, could show him just what being one is about! Ahahahahaha! Arsé-kun: Barok: Which you're not. Sheepy: Holmes: Don't you know, Mr. Reaper? Ah, well you wouldn't, because I don't spread this around. But I suppose the new information that we could have known each other before the fall justifies me telling you this... Sheepy: Holmes: I have amnesia. Arsé-kun: *Barok holds a hand out. Klimt pays him without a change of expression* Sheepy: Crow: Wouldn't that be pretty obvious? An angel who doesn't know anything about angels? Probably amnesia! Arsé-kun: Raph: Crow, I had to teach you things as well. Sheepy: Crow:.............. Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, but I'm a farmer! Why would I know anything about that stupid junk anyway?! Arsé-kun: Raph: Because you lived here? Sheepy: Crow: Eh... I didn't really interact with other angels anyway. Life 'n death are intertwined, but just 'cuz you're more on the life side doesn't mean angels are really gonna feel comfortable interacting with someone whose hands are stained with death. Kid or not. Arsé-kun: Raph: ............ Arsé-kun: Raph: I can't argue with that at all! Completely checks out! Sheepy: Christo: Something about you being a brutal killing machine with no remorse for your actions has something to do with it... Did I say that out loud? My mistake. Arsé-kun: Raph: Nope, that's it. Arsé-kun: *Red just sitting there like :> in the background* Sheepy: Il: Machine... Machines cannot feel love. I am very different than a machine. I feel love. I want to feel love, more than anything. I am confident I can feel love. I am going to feel love. Arsé-kun: Raph: And I agree! But you gotta realize it means consequences! Sheepy: Il: Consequences... Oh, saying sorry and moving on works. Sheepy: Il: That's how it works in otome games. Arsé-kun: *Klimt starts to input and gets backhanded by Barok. No.* Sheepy: Il: That's how it works in otome games. Sheepy: Crow: I don't think that you can just get out of murder by apologizing.... Sheepy: Crow: Uncle's job is to arrest you for that. Because he's a prosetuter! Arsé-kun: Barok: You can't. Even accidental or self-defensive deaths are not-- .... Close enough. Sheepy: Holmes: Prosecuter... Sheepy: Holmes: We've worked on cases together before. It's always so fun. Sheepy: Crow: I can't imagine you ever being fun! Sheepy: Il: Raphael. What is a prosecutor? Arsé-kun: Raph: How do I explain this.. They're the guys who are on the offensive side of a legal case. Lawyers in attack mode. Sheepy: Il: I know of lawyers. I played an otome game with one once. Sheepy: Il: He was in defense mode. He taught me a great deal about love. Arsé-kun: *Barok isn't happy about that description* Sheepy: Il: Holmes, too, taught me about love... That love is not just for others, but for yourself as well. Loving yourself is equally important... So said Sherlock Holmes. Sheepy: Holmes: I never said this. Arsé-kun: Raph: Game version of you. Sheepy: Holmes: How did I get turned into a dating sim boyfriend... Sheepy: Il: The Reaper hasn't been, despite working with you. He needs to work harder if he wants to be acknowledged. Sheepy: Holmes: Is this really how anyone wants their accomplishments acknowledged...? Arsé-kun: Barok: No thank you. Sheepy: Il: It's the greatest honor, I think, that someone thinks that you are so full of love that you could teach others about love. Sheepy: Holmes: I feel like "Mr. Reaper" and "Love" are two sets of words that could never go together. Arsé-kun: Raph: Hey, if Death can be represented by an upside down cupid way back when, it still works out now! Sheepy: Holmes: Hmmm.... An upside down cupid... Sheepy: Holmes: So if we put Mr. Reaper upside down, he'd be full of love? Arsé-kun: Barok: Don't try it. Sheepy: Holmes: You aren't adventurous enough! Sheepy: Holmes: It's important to try to experience things like no one else has. That's how you think outside of the box. Arsé-kun: Klimt: I agree!! Sheepy: Holmes: And it would be hysterical! Arsé-kun: *Barok makes a face of disapproval before turning himself upside down on his chair. He's not pleased.* Sheepy: Holmes: Well? Do you feel full of love? Arsé-kun: Barok: I feel a headache coming on. Sheepy: Holmes: A headache of love! Arsé-kun: Raph: Actually, it's the increased bloodflow to the head. Sheepy: Holmes:..... Sheepy: Holmes: How boring... Sheepy: Holmes: I was hoping for fun romance stories. Arsé-kun: Barok: I could tell plenty. Just not about myself. Sheepy: Holmes: That’s not as interesting… Arsé-kun: Barok: Then you get nothing. Sheepy: Crow: Eheh! Yeah, Uncle's too cool to feel love! Arsé-kun: Raph: Speaking of love, how's Watson? Sheepy: Holmes: Hm? He came with me, but I suppose he was feeling shy and decided not to come in. Arsé-kun: Raph: Huh. I wonder why. Sheepy: Holmes: Really, he seems like he'd be less out of place than I am. Sheepy: Holmes: After all, he is the kinder of the two of us! Arsé-kun: Raph: I'm not sure that would be a factor here.. Sheepy: Holmes: Aren't angels supposed to be kind? Arsé-kun: Raph: Key word: Supposed. A lot of us have gotten worse since falling, honestly. Sheepy: Holmes: Why would they become worse? Arsé-kun: Raph: Lots of reasons. Exposure to more than they're used to, trauma, any kind of injuries, not having the ability to function outside of Heaven.. Arsé-kun: Raph: No moral compass, just becoming more human in general since sin was seen as bad, um Arsé-kun: Raph: ... There's more but I can't be assed. Sheepy: Holmes: I see... Arsé-kun: Raph: I don't mind. A lot of things called sinful weren't even anything worth caring about. Sheepy: Il: They weren't anything worth caring about... Arsé-kun: Raph: Well, a lot were! I'm complaining more about minor things. And emotional things, that was such a load of shit. Sheepy: Holmes: Ahahahaha! I can't imagine myself functioning well with so many rules. I just love to find new ways to break them! Arsé-kun: Klimt: Amen to that! Sheepy: Holmes: So you say, but I have a feeling we two have different perspectives on what rules can be broken... Sheepy: Crow: Dad's responsible and follows rules! I think! Arsé-kun: Klimt: One that can't is church sanctuary. ... That's it! Sheepy: Crow:........ Arsé-kun: Klimt: Laws are for humans. Sure, I'll follow common sense, but I'm not needing a guidework to do what's right. Sheepy: Crow: *squinting* Aren't there rules like "don't steal" or "don't kill people" that should be followed? Arsé-kun: Klimt: Well, obviously, but even those have exceptions. Sheepy: Crow: Exceptions or not, if you kill people, you make more work for me! Arsé-kun: Klimt: Well aware! That's why I've been asking you first! Sheepy: Holmes: You ask your son who you can or can't kill...? Arsé-kun: Klimt: If they're not on death's list, then they're not dying yet! Arsé-kun: Klimt: It's a lot of work if they die early apparently. And anyway, I'm not gonna mess with that! That'd be messed up! Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, yeah! It's a lot more work for me! Arsé-kun: *despite the topic, Klimt has only changed from his casual smile once- and that was on bringing up church sanctuary. fucks given: one* Sheepy: Crow: I've already had bad luck recently of ghosts totally embarrassing me in front of everyone.. Arsé-kun: Raph: Oh, one of my patients was there for that. Okita says he went to hell afterwards, or so he claimed. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Sheepy: Crow: Nah, that's not it. Boss just threw him into his coffin so he could feel dead. Arsé-kun: Raph: Well. That's a new one. Sheepy: Crow: He's got tubunkulosis! He's gonna end up dead if he doesn't do anything about it. Arsé-kun: Raph: He sure does! He came back with a note about an adjustment.. I was wondering where that came from! Sheepy: Crow: Wow! For Death, Boss is working really hard to not have work! I should work harder, too. Arsé-kun: Raph: ... Ooh, he'll get mad if I bring this up.. But he's also not here... Sheepy: Crow: I won't tell Boss what you say! Arsé-kun: Raph: Well, in that case... Arsé-kun: Raph: I like him. He's a good man, even when he's trying to be scary. He doesn't need to warn anyone about their deaths or try to be gentle, but he does. You got a good boss, kid. Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, yeah! Boss is very good to everyone! Sheepy: Crow: Without him, I wouldn't be what I am now! Arsé-kun: Raph: Dare I say it, I'd be willing to bet feathers on him being a sweetheart when no ones around! Hell, probably you too. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Me what? Arsé-kun: *Raph does not clarify himself* Sheepy: Crow: Why would I bet on that? I know the answer. Sheepy: Crow: Boss is my family! I can confirm he's a good guy! I wouldn't bet against that. Arsé-kun: Klimt: Man... If I'd known Crow was around, I wouldn't have gotten upstaged! *he doesn't seem to mind, though* Sheepy: Holmes: You have a chance now to try to gain points. ...Ah, rather than being called cutesy nicknames and being treated as a little on the childish side... Arsé-kun: Raph: What, you don't like being called Holmsies? You're stuck with it. We're all stuck with names if we know Iris. Sheepy: Holmes: Well, I've been stripped of my fatherly title and I'm now just the man that she feels the need to warn psople about. "He can be difficult to deal wih sometimes, but try to be patient with him, okay?" "Try to be gentle with him, because his feelings are easily hurt"..... Arsé-kun: Raph: .. Okay, yeah, I can see how that'd get annoying. I'll see if I can sneak a hint to her at work later. Sheepy: Crow: *annoyed tail swishing* Sheepy: Holmes: I suppose I can be unreliable at times... is that it? Hmhm.... Sheepy: Crow: Just 'cuz I see Boss as family doesn't mean Dad's been upstaged or anything! If Iris can have two dads, I can, too. And I have the coolest Uncle in the world. So there! Arsé-kun: Klimt: I was kidding. Sheepy: Holmes: Ah... I wasn't. Arsé-kun: Raph: You could always engage in an "Ask your dad" feedback loop if Watson's willing to fool around a little. Sheepy: Holmes: Watson? Fool around? Arsé-kun: Raph: Yeah, that was the downside. Too unlikely. Sheepy: Holmes: Yes... At the end of the day, he's pretty serious. Sheepy: Holmes: There's no need to follow rules if you aren't hurting anyone by breaking them. He should have more fun. Arsé-kun: *Klimt mimes an Amen* Sheepy: Holmes: In fact, he can break rules with me! Ahahahaha! Arsé-kun: Barok: I'm going to throw you into jail myself. *he cracks an eye open to glare at Holmes* Sheepy: Holmes: Rules and laws are entirely different! You can't throw me into jail for... let's see. Sheepy: Holmes:...Waking up late when I should be at work, eating in no food areas...feeding pigeons food I don't want in no feeding areas... Sheepy: Holmes:....Standing on things that aren't supposed to be stood on...pressing alarm buttons because they're bright and shiny... Arsé-kun: Barok: Some of those are perfectly reasonable to arrest you over. Sheepy: Holmes: Not true! Arsé-kun: Barok: Public disruptions, especially that last one. Sheepy: Holmes:?! Sheepy: Holmes: And yet.... you have no evidence I did any of those things. Arsé-kun: Barok: Not yet. Sheepy: Holmes: Hmhmhm. Good luck. Sheepy: Il: I feel guilt within you. Arsé-kun: Raph: That's ominous. Please word it differently. Sheepy: Il: He is guilty for his crimes and must be punished. Sheepy: Il: Is that less ominous? Arsé-kun: Raph: A little better, but you don't need to punish small things. That ain't your job. Sheepy: Il:....? Arsé-kun: Raph: You deal with the major problems! We can handle small ones. Sheepy: Il: Really....? Hmm... Arsé-kun: Raph: If you needed to deal with all of them, we wouldn't be here chatting it up, would we? Sheepy: Il: Oh. I understand now. Sheepy: Il: So I should spare him. Sheepy: Crow: He's not on my list so it'd make me really bitter if you gave me extra work! Arsé-kun: Raph: Please don't kill other people if you don't have to. Arsé-kun: Raph: Sins are not a good reason to kill while on terra firma. I've told you this. Sheepy: Il:...........*he's mulling this over*..... Arsé-kun: Raph: Killing people gets you in trouble if it's uncalled for. This will affect your ending. Sheepy: Il:....! Sheepy: Il: I have to make him understand his wrongdoings gently. Is that it? Arsé-kun: Raph: That's it, bud. Arsé-kun: *Red continues Vibing in the bg with Christo. Let the real adults talk* Sheepy: Il: My chains are painless if I am careful. Arsé-kun: Raph: Maybe don't do that. He's still healing from other injuries. Sheepy: Il:...? Other injuries? This is difficult. Sheepy: Holmes: Another answer is to not punish me... Sheepy: Crow: Uncle really doesn't look at all like a reaper... Why not "Mr. Dracula" or something? You know, those Victorian goth men who drink blood? A Dracula. Arsé-kun: Raph: Vampires aren't all dracula, and your uncle isn't one! Sheepy: Crow: I know Uncle isn't a... eh... What is it? Vampire? Sheepy: Crow: But he looks more like one than like a reaper. Sheepy: Crow: For example! He always has wine on him! He wears a cloak! His fashion style! Arsé-kun: Klimt: So edgy and so unnecessary! Sheepy: Crow: I used my vague memories of him for a costume a while back, though! For a Halloween gig! Eheheheh! Of course the cattle loved me! Arsé-kun: Barok: ... So you can dress yourself better than your father. That is good to know. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Sheepy: Crow: Well, I had fun with it, but it was mostly just meant for Halloween! Rom was a Frankenstein! Arsé-kun: Barok: That did nothing to clarify if you meant the scientist or the creation. Arsé-kun: *Barok finally gets back up so he can sit upright. klimt tries to take the chair. klimt gets kicked* Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Scientist? Creation? Sheepy: Crow: I dunno what you're talking about! I just know he was dressed as a Frankenstein. Arsé-kun: Barok: ...... Did he have giant screws on his head? Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, yeah! Arsé-kun: Barok: Then a creation. Sheepy: Crow: I know a real one! He's my buddy! His name is Tree! Arsé-kun: Raph: You call him Tree? Sheepy: Crow: Isn't that his name? I like him! He doesn't bully me about my height! Arsé-kun: Raph: His name is Adam... Sheepy: Crow:.....?! Arsé-kun: Raph: If he didn't complain, he probably likes it! Sheepy: Crow:...Wow, I never realized I was calling him the wrong name this whole time... Arsé-kun: Raph: He helps out around the hospital. Sometimes he does janitorial work because like hell are we letting Nyar in! Arsé-kun: *Raph pauses and thinks* Sheepy: Crow: Yeah! I met him around there! I'm always close by, you know! Arsé-kun: Raph: .... Speaking of which, has anyone even heard about that guy lately? I haven't seen him since last week, and that's... Terrifying, actually. Nyar, not Adam. Sheepy: Crow: Who? I don't know that guy. Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, I haven't seen him. Arsé-kun: Barok: I don't want to see or hear him. Sheepy: Il: I don't like him. Misyr feels similar to him, but has a good heart. Arsé-kun: *Klimt has no idea who we are talking about* Sheepy: Holmes: We probably should be very concerned. Arsé-kun: Red: Red Magnus saw crumpled cans on the ground! Red Magnus isn't a slob and threw them out for him! Arsé-kun: *thanks red for your valuable input.* Arsé-kun: Raph: That Sheepy: Christo: Maybe he was feeling strongly hated and left. Arsé-kun: Raph: That's... Really concerning. He's up to something, then. Either here, or anywhere else. Sheepy: Holmes: But is it our job to stop him? Arsé-kun: Raph: If it endangers any of the students? Yes, absolutely. Sheepy: Holmes:...True. Sheepy: Holmes: I suppose we should tell Mr. Carter later... Arsé-kun: Raph: I'll pop in before I go back to work! It's on the way there anyway. Sheepy: Holmes: Good idea. Sheepy: Crow: What's the big deal with him anyway? Sheepy: Crow: Why should we be scared of him? Arsé-kun: Raph: Who? The guy that alternates between useful and murderous? Sheepy: Crow: Nyar. Arsé-kun: Raph: That's what I said. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Sheepy: Crow: So he's scary because he's murderous? That doesn't scare me. Sheepy: Crow: I can beat anyone with my crimson fist! Ehehe! Arsé-kun: Raph: Don't. It's not worth it. Sheepy: Crow: He's that wimpy? Arsé-kun: Raph: .... I'll make a note to expect you as a patient sometime soon. Sheepy: Crow: I bet Rom's way stronger! And he punches me all the time! Arsé-kun: Red: Red Magnus would fistfight a cd rom! *thanks bud* Sheepy: Crow: No, no! He's ShinganCrimsonZ's drummer! He's real cool! He's the perfect adult! Arsé-kun: Klimt: Your perfect adult beats you up? *he starts rolling up his sleeves* Where can I find this fella? Sheepy: Crow: Oh, where can you find Rom? Sometimes the coffee shop, uhh... Sheepy: Crow: With ShuZo... Class... Arsé-kun: Barok: Don't answer that. He intends violence. Sheepy: Crow: With the other bandmates... Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Sheepy: Crow: You'd lose against Rom! Don't even try it! Arsé-kun: Klimt: :) Sheepy: Crow: Really! Sheepy: Crow: He's really tough! Arsé-kun: Klimt: We'll see about that. Sheepy: Crow: ....Eh? Sheepy: Crow: You shouldn't fight him for that. He's just trying to stop fights between us. Arsé-kun: Klimt: Hmmm, so just the neet. Sheepy: Crow: Wimpion's just a jerk! Arsé-kun: Klimt: Hmmm. Sheepy: Crow: He's always calling me a tiny rodent and insignificant. Arsé-kun: Klimt: So let's really show him what insignificant means! Sheepy: Crow: Yeah, yeah! Arsé-kun: Klimt: Maybe I'll do that right quick while you're still here. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? How? Arsé-kun: Klimt: I haven't picked yet! Do you like the sound of a wooden or metal baseball bat more? Sheepy: Crow: I don't think he plays baseball... Arsé-kun: Klimt: Minor detail. Sheepy: Crow: Shuu can be the pitcher! Arsé-kun: Klimt: .... I like the wooden one better, has more of an oomph to it. Sheepy: Crow: Great, that works! Now we just need to find more players! Arsé-kun: Klimt: You only need two players to intimidate someone. Arsé-kun: Barok: ............. Sheepy: Crow: Since when do you intimidate people in baseball? Sheepy: Crow: Man, angels really have a weird way of playing baseball... When I've seen Shuu play baseball, he's never intimidated anyone... Arsé-kun: Klimt: There's a movie about it, but it's more about cheating than anything else. Arsé-kun: Klimt: It's called "Angels in the Outfield". It's boring. Sheepy: Crow: I don't watch movies! I can't sit through something for thirty minutes, let alone an hour or two! Sheepy: Crow: I've gotta be doing something in that time! Sheepy: Crow: Anyway, cheating is wrong! Not even Shuu would cheat, and he's a smug jerk. Sheepy: Crow: He acts all cutesy to strangers, but to people he knows, well... He's got a really dirty mouth! Full of profanity! Arsé-kun: *Barok is leaving the room in the bg* Arsé-kun: Klimt: But is he a problem... Sheepy: Crow: I gotta top him to be the best! Sheepy: Crow: Although... I really gotta find out why so many people like him... Is it his looks? Hmmm... Man, it's really gonna be hard to compare... Sheepy: Crow:....Do people really like such an artificial look? Arsé-kun: Raph: Sometimes, yes! Sheepy: Crow: Well, my cattle love me for my crimson soul! I don't fake anything! After all, lying is bad! Arsé-kun: Klimt: So what, you milk your fans too? Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Sheepy: Crow: Why would I do that? Sheepy: Crow: You only do that to real cows... Sheepy: Crow:........Wait, wait, for cash... No, our merch doesn't sell as well as we would like... Arsé-kun: Klimt: .. Waaait, have you been distracting me from my brother escaping? Sheepy: Crow: No!! Arsé-kun: Klimt: Oh. Well, he did. Sheepy: Crow: I've just been telling you about things while noting that he was leaving and understanding it was beneficial to allow him to escape! Arsé-kun: Klimt: Too bad. He won't get to see justice play out in real time. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? You found another player? Arsé-kun: Klimt: No, I'm just gonna kick his ass for being mean to you. Sheepy: Crow: I think Wimpion would die if you did that... Arsé-kun: Klimt: Now, now, a broken ass has never killed anybody. Sheepy: Crow: Just 'cuz he's like, 6'2" or something doesn't mean he isn't like a piece of celery... Long, but easily snappable! Arsé-kun: Klimt: All right, fine. I'll settle on a bruised ass, that's the lowest I'll go. Sheepy: Crow: Ehhh... if that's the lowest you'll go, I guess that's fine... Sheepy: Crow: But if you kill him, we'll need someone else to write the sheet music... Arsé-kun: Klimt: I didn't say I was gonna do that! I'm not some sort of maniac! Sheepy: Il: You're incredibly guilty. Sheepy: Il: If it were not for the laws of this land, I would pass judgement down on you upon sight. Arsé-kun: Klimt: What? Guilty? But I'm not feeling any guilt at all. Sheepy: Crow: Well, I guess you wouldn't kill anyone... I don't remember you ever doing that back then, anyway... ........... Arsé-kun: Klimt: Well, yeah. I had a job to do then. Sheepy: Il: Ah, how frightening that you feel no guilt for your crimes... Sheepy: Crow: You had a job? Wow, I didn't remember... Arsé-kun: Klimt: How is stopping bad people from doing bad things a crime? Explain that, Hal 3000! Sheepy: Crow: I mostly remember good times more than anything. Like feeding the cows! And petting the cows! And brushing the cows! And caring for the cows! Sheepy: Il: That is not my name. My name is Il Fado de Rie. Arsé-kun: Klimt: Buddy, I'm gonna call you every robot name I can think of. Sheepy: Il: I am not a robot. I am flesh and blood just like you. Arsé-kun: Klimt: All right, you little terminator, you. Sheepy: Il: A robot cannot feel love. I can feel love. I have not experienced such a wonderful feeling yet, but I will one day. Arsé-kun: Klimt: Good luck, susie. I'm gonna go beat an ass for justice. Sheepy: Il:...Susie? Sheepy: Il: As I said... My name is Il Fado de Rie. Arsé-kun: Klimt: Whatever, askinator. C'mon, Crow. Let's teach that wimp the meaning of fear. Sheepy: Crow: Eh? Okay, sure! Sheepy: Crow: See you guys later! Arsé-kun: Raph: See you guys. Don't cause too much trouble, you rascals. Arsé-kun: Raph: Maybe we should get going, Il. I've got work soon and you should probably catch up with Ignis. Sheepy: Il:...*His face may be blank, but he's putting off bad vibes* Sheepy: Il: Work is so soon? Arsé-kun: Raph: Yeah, unfortunately. Sheepy: Il: Then we should go so you have time to talk to Randolph Carter. Arsé-kun: Raph: Good idea! But is everyone else okay with that.. Sheepy: Christo: It doesn't bother me. I would be with Red Magnus regardless of if you were here or not. Arsé-kun: Red: Red Magnus is being used as a stepladder and cannot leave even if he wanted to! Sheepy: Holmes: Thank you for your services. Arsé-kun: Red: What are you looking at? Can I see? Sheepy: Holmes: This book here. Arsé-kun: *Red looks up* Arsé-kun: Red: ... Nope, all I can see is up your coat! Sheepy: Holmes: I'd prefer if you didn't look up my coat... Arsé-kun: Red: Then get your coat off Red's face! Sheepy: Holmes: I'll be down in a moment... Sheepy: *Holmes gets down, holding a strange book in his hands* Arsé-kun: Red: That doesn't look priesty.. Sheepy: Holmes: That's why it caught my eye. I don't think it's supposed to be here. Arsé-kun: *the book is chewing on his sleeve, normal book behavior* Sheepy: Holmes: Ah...I really liked this coat, too... Sheepy: Holmes:...Maybe Watson can fix it... Sheepy: *Holmes looks out the door for Watson* Arsé-kun: *Watson is right outside, smoking a pipe and tinkering with his watch. work you piece of shit.* Sheepy: Holmes: Watson.... Arsé-kun: Watson: Yes? Is it over yet? Sheepy: Holmes: My sleeve is damaged. It's my favorite coat, too. Sheepy: Holmes: It was chewed on... Sheepy: Holmes: You can fix it, can't you? Arsé-kun: Watson: Chewed on...? By what?? Sheepy: Holmes: *He shows off the strange book he found* This. Arsé-kun: Watson: .... Give me that. Sheepy: *Holmes gives him the book* Arsé-kun: *Watson puts it under his leg to keep it shut. denied* Sheepy: Holmes: Is the damage unfixable? Arsé-kun: Watson: It's just a few small holes. I can fix that easily once we get home. Sheepy: Holmes: Ah...! I knew I could count on you! Arsé-kun: Watson: As you should. Sheepy: Holmes: Is your watch broken? Arsé-kun: Watson: Yes. I'm gonna have to let the mechanic get a hold of it later. Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, it's for the best that you didn't ask me. I wouldn't be able to stand sitting and working on something so tedious for very long. Arsé-kun: Watson: That's why I didn't ask you. Sheepy: Holmes: And yet, it seems like an unfair trade that you're fixing my sleeve and I'm not going to do anything in return... Arsé-kun: Watson: You'll be there. That's my payment. Sheepy: Holmes:....! Sheepy: Holmes: Really... Most people would say, "you not being there would be my payment"... Arsé-kun: Watson: We're married, you idiot. Sheepy: Holmes: Ahahaha! I sure am lucky! Sheepy: Holmes: Ah, right. I feel like you would have fit in better at the meet-up than I did. Arsé-kun: Watson: I don't think so. I didn't like how it felt even from out here. Sheepy: Holmes: I felt too normal to be there. Sheepy: Holmes: At the end of the day... I see myself just as human as you, Watson. I suppose it's denial... but I have to ask myself why Mycroft never told me. Arsé-kun: Watson: ... I'm not even full human. You know this. Sheepy: Holmes:.....? Well, prosthetics don't make you any less human. Arsé-kun: Watson: It's a little more than... Ah, never mind. I suppose you aren't wrong. Sheepy: Holmes: Although, I suppose if you really were an angel or something along those lines, to me, you'd still be human. After all, that's all of my memories of you. ... Once again, I suppose that would be denial, but I always considered myself one of the few average people in a world full of things beyond my wildest dreams. I consider you that, too. Arsé-kun: Watson: I'm not an angel, but I appreciate the sentiment. Sheepy: Holmes: Ah, so that's not it. Sheepy: Holmes: I suppose that would be too easy... Arsé-kun: Watson: Far too easy. Sheepy: Holmes: Hmmm... Now that I think of the facts I know... Sheepy: Holmes:.......... Sheepy: Holmes: Demon...but what kind? Are there different kinds...? Sheepy: Holmes:........I don't know enough about these things to be making guesses like this. Arsé-kun: Watson: Perhaps. Sheepy: Holmes: I guess I should know more, but I let the security guard handle such matters. Arsé-kun: Watson: You could always ask. Sheepy: Holmes: Ask? Arsé-kun: Watson: Asking questions isn't suddenly a foreign concept to you, is it? Sheepy: Holmes: No, no, it isn't. I don't know who I would ask about this. Ah, maybe that Misyr Rex fellow who's always rambling about demons. Arsé-kun: Watson: Do not ask him. He does not know anything. Sheepy: Holmes: ...? I suppose if my guess is right, you would know a lot about the subject... Arsé-kun: Watson: ... You can just ask me directly, Sherlock. Sheepy: Holmes: Ahahaha, it's unusual, hearing you use my first name... Sheepy: Holmes:...Are you one? Arsé-kun: Watson: Not entirely. I'll explain more once we're home. Classes are going to be ending soon, and I don't want that knowledge spreading. Sheepy: Holmes: Yes... I can understand that. Arsé-kun: Watson: That being said... I'd better hurry off to work. You can do... Whatever it is you're going to do, I suppose. Sheepy: Holmes: I haven't decided on that yet. Arsé-kun: Watson: Have fun with it regardless. Sheepy: Holmes: I would say the same to you, but I can't imagine your job being fun. Arsé-kun: Watson: It's not. At least I had a break today. Sheepy: Holmes: Ah, I know! Maybe I'll get hurt so I'll have a reason to come see you. Arsé-kun: Watson: DO NOT. Sheepy: Holmes: Too bad. I'll keep thinking on what I should do. Arsé-kun: Watson: Take a lap while you're at it. Sheepy: Holmes: I'll do that. Sheepy: Holmes: Good luck. Arsé-kun: Watson: Thank you. Have fun. Don't get hurt. Sheepy: Holmes: I'll try not to. Arsé-kun: Watson: If you do, I'll give you a reason to mope. Sheepy: Holmes: But my sleeve is bad enough... Arsé-kun: Watson: Exactly. Sheepy: Holmes: So it's not a given with me. Arsé-kun: Watson: Fair enough. Arsé-kun: *4 pm! classes are ended! the students... are released.* Sheepy: Holmes: I'll head off now. See you later. Arsé-kun: Watson: See you at home, dear Holmes. Sheepy: *Holmes heads off to pace laps around the campus* Arsé-kun: Mngwa: --And if I can't do a kickflip, then neither can you! Hell, you'd step on the board and break it because your tits are so fat! Sheepy: Guin: I don't see how my chest would impact that... I think I could do it! Sheepy: Guin: Since you said I couldn't, I feel more fired up than ever to try it! Arsé-kun: Pink: *on the ground* Flip that kick! Right over me! Sheepy: *Guin attempts it!* Sheepy rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 5 Sheepy: *Guin...fails, despite her confidence, and instead hits Pink and trips. Oof.* Arsé-kun: Pink: Oop! Better luck next time! Sheepy: Guin: How clumsy of me... Sheepy: Guin: Next time, I'll do better! Arsé-kun: Mngwa: What'd I say?? Big weights throw off your balance! Sheepy: Guin: And yet, I doubt anyone else can do it either. Arsé-kun: Mngwa: Wheel it over, let me try! Sheepy: *Guin gives it to Mngwa* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 20 Arsé-kun: *Mngwa takes the board and runs off. Distance is required for MAXIMUM SPEED.* Sheepy: *Guin watches* Arsé-kun: *Mngwa 'boards on back, and easily kickflips right over Guin and Pink, no ramp needed. She's very smug* Sheepy: Guin: *clapping* Amazing! Good job! Arsé-kun: Pink: Wowee! Sheepy: Holmes: *He's sitting on a railing on the upper level, He doesn't look at all balanced. His position is such that it could inflict that horrible feeling that one gets in one's gut when they see someone too close to the edge of a high place and imagine themselves in that position.* Good job! Wonderful trick! *He's kicking his legs some and rocking slightly to his right and left. he's having fun* However, there is but one thing that I have the misfortune to remind you of... Sheepy: Holmes: Skateboarding is not permitted on the campus. Arsé-kun: Mngwa: Aw, you again? Sheepy: Holmes: Yes, it's your friendly local detective, Sherlock Holmes! Arsé-kun: *Moriarty started walking in, saw Holmes, did a perfect 180° turn* Sheepy: Holmes:...! Ah! Professor! Sheepy: *Holmes jumps down and starts rushing over to Mori at top speed! He doesn't seem to realize that this should hsve broken something.* Sheepy: *...Holmes collides with him, hugging him from behind!* Arsé-kun: Mori: YOU'RE GOING TO BREAK MY HIPS Sheepy: Holmes: Ahahahaa! Professor! You're going to break my heart if you seem so disappointed to see me! Sheepy: Holmes: I don't think I could break your hips so easily! Although I suppose that's a question to ask Watson later. Arsé-kun: Mori: Please stop rushing me like some kind of rabid animal. Sheepy: Holmes: Hmmm? How else am I supposed to show how much I like you? Arsé-kun: Mori: By greeting me like a civilized human being. Sheepy: Holmes:.....Hmhmhm... I never learned how. Arsé-kun: Mori: Get learning. Arsé-kun: *Mngwa resumes skating around the room in the background. fuck da police* Sheepy: *Guin watches and tries to learn from her* Sheepy: Holmes: Wouldn't you feel lonely without anyone to enthusiastically greet you, Professor? Arsé-kun: Mori: My grandson is more mature than you. Sheepy: Holmes: You mean, your own grandson doesn't come over and hug you? Ahahahaha! How unfortunate for you! ... And yet, I am in the same boat with Iris, where she simply sees me as a man she's been tasked with keeping in line. Ah... It won't do, it won't do at all. ... Anyway, most people are probably less mature than him. That isn't a low bar to duck under. Arsé-kun: Mori: ... This is a fair point. I can't argue with this. Sheepy: Holmes: That's not necessarily a good thing... I feel like childhoods should be spent enjoying your time as a child. There's no reason to grow up too fast. But I guess that isn't my area to talk. After all, what experience do I have being a child? Arsé-kun: Mori: Not enough. You're clearly making up for it now. Sheepy: Holmes: No problem doing it now. Arsé-kun: Mori: Some hapless soul could be getting swindled into buying weaponry right this moment and you're spending it being a child? Sheepy: Holmes: I did walk into that the other day. Arsé-kun: Mori: While it's good for some, it's... Still concerning. I don't want my grandson coming home with a pistol. Sheepy: Holmes: How careless of him to do it while babysitting a child... Ah, I don't know if he bribed Satoru, but he didn't bribe me for my silence. Arsé-kun: Mori: Oh? So you know about the snow golem, do you? Sheepy: Holmes: Of course. I saw it the other day, cursing in front of him while selling people swords. Arsé-kun: Mori: I'd like to punt it across a football field. Sheepy: Holmes: I would like to see you do it! Sheepy: Holmes: Although, your hip might give out of you do. Arsé-kun: Mori: That's the problem. Maybe one of the kids will do it one day. Arsé-kun: Lance: *entering scene from the door opposite of Holmes and under the railing* What is this, some kind of murder mystery party? Sheepy: Guin: We're trying to kickflip. Sheepy: Holmes: Ah! *he looks over to Lance* You're not in the hospital anymore. Good, wonderful! I was concerned about you. Arsé-kun: Lance: Neat. Arsé-kun: Lance: *looking at Holmes* You just missed complaining at me. Arsé-kun: Lance: Complaining to the math teacher? Sheepy: Clover: Is harassing Uncle Mori really so entertaining...? Arsé-kun: Pink: Why're you here, old man mystery eater? Sheepy: Holmes: I don't eat mystery, you know. And anyway... What could the delinquent club be without its mascot? Arsé-kun: Pink: WHAT Sheepy: Clover: A better place, I think... Arsé-kun: *Pink jumps up... And trips on Guin. This doesn't stop em at all* Arsé-kun: Pink: I'm the beloved childhood mascot for wrongdoing! Sheepy: Holmes: Oh. I won't deny it. Arsé-kun: Pink: Boss! I'm gonna bully the bad mascot! Sheepy: Clover: Just don't injure him. Arsé-kun: Pink: B'okay! Sheepy: Holmes: My feelings are sensitive, so don't be too cruel. However... If you are the mascot of wrongdoings as a whole, could you really lower yourself to be the mascot of one little delinquent club as well? Arsé-kun: Pink: I can do whatever the hell I want! Rules are for lawyers and the devil! Sheepy: Holmes: Demons follow rules? But what about that Misyr fellow? Arsé-kun: Pink: who Sheepy: Holmes: At the coffee shop. Purple and pink hair. Always reading detective novels while drinking coffee. Arsé-kun: Pink: That's no demon, no way! I thought that was a cosplayer or an alien! Sheepy: Holmes: He's usually cackling about being a demon lord who breaks all the rules. Arsé-kun: Pink: Or an alien in love with Earth's customs with cosplay and anime! Sheepy: Holmes: To my knowledge, he's just like that. Sheepy: Il: Mascots are always animal based. Sheepy: Il: Ignis is the mascot. Arsé-kun: *Ignis looks up from his borgor to stare at Il* Sheepy: Il: After all, you are a dog! Arsé-kun: *Ignis just looks at Holmes for a solid minute before going back to his borogor* Sheepy: Holmes: Ah... it's him. Sheepy: Il: Shuu is the only alternative. Arsé-kun: Pink: Shuu's the patron god of gacha rhythm games and sparkling so much that my corneas self destruct! Sheepy: Shuu: I'm not interested in plastering my face on the non-existent lame merch that would come out of this club. What do I look like, a cash cow? Leave being an annoying self-absorbed mascot to someone else. Arsé-kun: Shuu: So fuck you. Arsé-kun: Pink: So it's between me, goodie two shoes angel bait detective mans, and the girl named after a cat! A catgirl would make a lot of money.... Arsé-kun: *Pink gets a skateboard thrown at them. Pink doesn't care.* Sheepy: Il: You're forgetting Ignis. Arsé-kun: Ignis: Ignis is not a mascot! I'd love to disembowl a mascot though. Now stop making me not eat my burger! *and back to bourgororor* Sheepy: Il: You could be a mascot for a burger place. Arsé-kun: Ignis: I'd eat all the stock. Sheepy: Il: Like... let's see. Sheepy: Il: You could be a clown. Arsé-kun: Ignis: I'd rather die. Sheepy: Il: I will, of course, be your companion... a handsome, romantic prince, having lived his life trapped in a tower.. only having escaped after years of isolation, now looking for love. Sheepy: Il: By the way, you can be my court jester. Arsé-kun: Pink: Why am I being ignored?? I'm the mascot! That's it! Sheepy: Il: Ah! Pink! I know! Sheepy: Il: You can be the hamburglar! Ah, but that concept is already used... Sheepy: Il: Anyway, little do I know... My life will suddenly change as my true love appears in my life! Can I come up with a romantic enough route for the heroine before she chooses another man's route? Only time will tell... Sheepy: Il:...Perhaps I want my route to be as soulcrushing as possible so the heroine cries tears on my behalf? Arsé-kun: Pink: Well, you gotta find a girl first! Do you actually want one or are you just saying it? Sheepy: Il: Hmmm? Sheepy: Il: Hmmmm... Sheepy: Il: I want to experience all the romantic events in otome games! I want to experience the "kabedon"! I just need to find someone as lovable as an otome ikemen to do it! Arsé-kun: Pink: Why ain't you ever say so? Sheepy: Il: I assumed I had... Sheepy: Il: Perhaps one day... I will experience a kabedon for myself, in all of its romantic glory... Sheepy: Il: But for now... what else... I want to experience being in the cold rain, only to have an umbrella put over me... And then we can both blush in silence because we're a little too close to be able to fit under the umbrella... Sheepy: Il: Ah, or a scene where it's cold, and I've given a coat to warm up... Sheepy: Il: *He cups his face in his hands* At the end of the day... I simply want to experience the romantic scenes in otome games! I don't care if it's by a heroine or an ikemen. Arsé-kun: Mngwa: Good fuckin' luck. I ain't doin' it. Sheepy: Il: I hope that one day I can find a route of my very own... Arsé-kun: *Lance is blogging about weaponry, up against the wall.* Sheepy: Guin: Kabedon...? Ah, Il, do you mean like this? *She approaches Lance and suddenly... slams her hand onto the wall next to him! Kabedon.* Arsé-kun: Lance: ?!?!??? *he's so startled he throws his phone an inch up out of his hands. he catches it, but that isn't the point* Sheepy: Guin: Sorry, did I surprise you? Arsé-kun: Lance: Mmmmmmmmmhm! Sheepy: Il: That's it! A kabedon scene! Arsé-kun: *pink cheering* Sheepy: Il: The heroine is usually kabedon'd by the guy she likes in a serious scene, and they're just close enough that a kiss is possible! And yet..! They generally don't lead to them. Ah, like the time Sherlock Holmes kabedon's you to protect you from oncoming gunfire... How romantic! Arsé-kun: *Lance has since turned bright red and is hiding his face with his hands and hair. Send help.* Arsé-kun: Pink: Did y'all expect differently?? It's Il, romance mans supreme! Sheepy: Guin: I-I don't know! He just mentioned it before and it seemed fun to try! Arsé-kun: *Lance is Dying. Not really. He's gone back to blogging but at a much faster pace, like him finishing the post about the M61 Vulcan meaning he'll be freed from this. Even though he could just turn away from her arm and walk away.* Sheepy: *Guin is flustered and doesn't know what to do. Does she just retract her arm and act like nothing happened? She doesn't know.* Arsé-kun: *Mori takes a picture to send to the resident love expert. And then deletes it because he doesn't need this shit after it's purpose.* Arsé-kun: *Mori does not get an instant reply to the text. Raph must be working.* Sheepy: Il: By the way... Ignis. Is your stomach hurting? Arsé-kun: Ignis: Why would it? Sheepy: Il: Mine hurts in a strange way. Arsé-kun: Ignis: ...? *he puts his fifth burget down to turn and look at Il* Did you eat anything weird? Sheepy: Il: No. I don't think so. Nothing out of the usual. Arsé-kun: Pink: Bet somethin' happened somewhere. Sheepy: Il: I can't eat things that are somewhere else. Arsé-kun: Mngwa: Are you having an emotion? Sheepy: Il: Although, I have mostly eaten sugary things today... Maybe that is it... Sheepy: Il: Emotion... Oh, yes, I do. Sheepy: Il: I feel extreme nervousness. Arsé-kun: Ignis: Why?? Nothin's happening here. If it was, I'd kill it. Sheepy: Il: I don't know. Arsé-kun: Mori: Holmes. Arsé-kun: Mori: See if your husband knows where Raphael is. He's not answering texts. Sheepy: Holmes: ...Right. If Watson doesn't read my texts, I'll head over there. Sheepy: Holmes: [Text: to Watson] Watson. Where is Raphael? He isn't answering his texts. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Holmes] Your timing is god awful. I'm already trying to prevent a Griffin-Okita-Lucan alliance as it is, also I don't know. Sheepy: Holmes: [text: to Watson] He isn't with you? Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Holmes] Not that I've seen recently. I'll make sure he isn't sleeping in his office, then get back to you. Sheepy: Holmes: [Text: to Watson] If he isn't there all together, I'll head to Carter's to ask if he's seen him. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Holmes] Be careful. I heard something is living just off the path nearby. Sheepy: Holmes: [Text: to Watson] Don't worry. I'll be fine. But if you don't hear back from me in the next half an hour, maybe I'm in danger. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Holmes] ... I'll text you myself. Sheepy: Holmes: [Text: to Watson] Good idea. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Holmes] Good luck. If anyone hurts you, don't hesitate to tell me who. Sheepy: Holmes: [Text: to Watson] Thanks, you too. And I'll keep that in mind. Arsé-kun: *we ain't writing for another hour, fuck that, here's a free skip* Sheepy: Holmes: [Text: to Watson] Don't worry. I'm fine. Sorry for the slow response. I got distracted and ignored the ping. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Holmes] Oh Good. I was just about to start calling you. Sheepy: Holmes: [Text: to Watson] No need. Unfortunately, it seems like Raphael never ended up at Carter's. At this point, I'm not really sure where to check. Sheepy: Holmes: [Text: to Watson] Maybe they're just out on a date. Who knows. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Holmes] He'd have celebrated that, no doubt, unless it was a secret. Sheepy: Holmes: [Text: to Watson] It could be! Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Holmes] Thank you for responding at least. Sheepy: Holmes: [Text: to Watson] Of course. I try to respond when I remember to. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Holmes] Bit on the stiff side now? What gives? Sheepy: Holmes: [Text: to Watson] I'm worried about Raphael. He's probably fine, but that doesn't mean I'm not concerned. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Holmes] If we're lucky, he's just preparing some kind of practical joke. Sheepy: Holmes: [Text: to Watson] I'm sure that's it. Arsé-kun: Watson: [text: to Holmes] Either way, call if you find anything out. I'll do the same. Sheepy: Holmes: [Text: to Watson] I will if I remember to. Arsé-kun: *Watson puts his phone away. Other matters to attend to.* Sheepy: Iris: Did he find Raphy? Arsé-kun: Watson: Not yet. He thinks Raph didn't even make it to Carter's. I asked him to call if he finds anything. Sheepy: Iris: I can send out a drone later to go looking! Although... what if someone tries to shoot it down...? Sheepy: Grif: *He's clutching Dr. Griffin tightly* You said that Raphael is missing, and that he never made it to Randy's. Right? Arsé-kun: Watson: That is what was said, yes. Sheepy: Grif: That happened to Wil... yesterday? The day before? Sheepy: Grif: Anyway, I found him injured off path. He had a concussion. Sheepy: Grif: It made me mad, and I intended to rampage about it, but it slipped my mind. Hmm... I suppose House's investigations will be beneficial for deciding who to maul. Arsé-kun: Watson: That does explain why Dr. West dragged him in last evening. Sheepy: Grif: It's possible that the same happened to Raphael. Arsé-kun: Watson: If that's the case... When we're done here, you'd better go looking with Holmes. We don't need a bodycount. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. I can do that. Sheepy: Grif: But if House slows me down, I'll just drag him along. Very simple. Yes. Arsé-kun: Watson: Just make sure he doesn't get hurt. Sheepy: Grif: ...? That's my job. Arsé-kun: Watson: Glad to hear it. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Iris: I hope Holmsies doesn't disappear, too... But I'm sure if anyone could reappear, it would be Holmsies... Arsé-kun: Watson: Is Dr. Griffin still struggling? If not, I'll take over from here. Sheepy: Grif: A little. Yes. Arsé-kun: Watson: So that should be... About five more minutes at most. Sheepy: Grif: That sounds right to me. Afterwards, I'll go join House. Arsé-kun: Watson: And please do. If you find anything, do get into contact. Sheepy: Grif: I can't text very well. Unless you can read and write in R'lyehian or Draconian, I'd need to call you. Arsé-kun: Watson: I never said you had to text. Sheepy: Grif: No. You didn't. I'll just call you. Sheepy: Grif: By the way. Did House mention the office being unusually dark? Arsé-kun: Watson: No, he did not. Sheepy: Grif: I see. So Uncle must have left... Arsé-kun: Watson: ..? Sheepy: Grif:....Surely, a detective like him would find that of note. Hmhm.... Arsé-kun: Watson: It wouldn't be of note if he didn't know about it to begin with. Sheepy: Grif: When I visited, I was told that Wil hadn't visited. As I said, he was injured... But clearly, Uncle was there, because the lighrs were off. Randy wouldn't turn his lights off without expecting him. He can take advantage of the darkness, you know. Sheepy: Grif: How would he not know about it? Arsé-kun: Watson: Perhaps your uncle was serving as a distraction. Sheepy: Grif: So if he never entered the office, he wouldn't notice. Arsé-kun: Watson: I feel like we're on two different trains of thought, but that still applies. Sheepy: Grif: I don't really understand... Arsé-kun: Watson: Let's start over. It's possible Holmes hasn't seen Carter yet, and it's possible he has. He doesn't need to tell me everything he finds. Sheepy: Grif: Hmm... Sheepy: Grif: Well, I should find House near there, then. Arsé-kun: Watson: It'd be most likely, yes. Sheepy: Grif: Good luck with Griffin. I'll head out to find House. Arsé-kun: Watson: Thank you. Do your best out there. Sheepy: Grif: Ah, so if Randy tells me nothing, I should dismember him... Sheepy: Grif: Truly... that is what I am best at. Arsé-kun: Watson: That is the exact opposite of helpful. Sheepy: Iris: You can leave all the detective work to Holmsies, Groffy! Arsé-kun: Griffin: *the bandages man finally speaks up* You're all so loud... Sheepy: Grif: I can silence the world for you. Forever... Arsé-kun: Watson: Please do not injure or kill any patients. Sheepy: Grif: Hmm... Alright. I won't. Sheepy: *Grif just drops Griffin* Arsé-kun: *One dull thud later, Griffin is on the floor.* Sheepy: Grif: I'll be back soon with House. Probably. Arsé-kun: Watson: Good luck. Sheepy: Grif: Thank you. *he heads out* Arsé-kun: *Okay, Grif, where are you going? Are you following the big quest marker, or your own instinct? That's a trick question, both lead to Randy's* Sheepy: *Grif heads to Randy's office.* Arsé-kun: *The lights are on. That is a good first sign* Sheepy: Grif: Hm... So that was a one time thing. Arsé-kun: *Enter? y/n* Sheepy: Grif: Randy. Are you busy? The answer to this question will not impact any following dialogue. It is just an act of politeness to ask. Arsé-kun: Randy: Is today nothing but people interrupting work? First Holmes, now you. Sheepy: Grif: House was here? Arsé-kun: Randy: You only missed him by a couple of minutes. Sheepy: Grif: Did he say where he was going next? Arsé-kun: Randy: He said... He was going to have a drink, and then suggested he'd be looking around locally. And then one other thing. Sheepy: Grif: One other thing? What is it? Arsé-kun: Randy: Something about a.... *he suddenly has a very uncharacteristic, devious grin on his face* Vibe check. Sheepy: *Something suddenly leaps out from Randy and jabs Grif through the chest before he has a chance to respond!* Arsé-kun: Randy: ...... Arsé-kun: *the thing's very appearance has seemingly caused something to happen to Randy, what with him now slumped down into his chair* Sheepy rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 20 Sheepy: *Grif collapses to the ground, dead within seconds...* Sheepy: *Grif is frightened! Grif is injured! Grif is fatally wounded! Grif is dead! The party has fallen!* Arsé-kun: *It becomes eerily silent.... And the lights go out.* Sheepy: *Eventually, Grif wakes up on the cold, wet ground...* Arsé-kun: *It's dark, but not so dark that he can't see.* Sheepy: *Grif looks around.* Arsé-kun: *... He's outside. Off-path.* Sheepy: Grif:....! Sheepy: Grif: If I'm here... does that mean Raphael is here, too? Arsé-kun: *Paimon rolls out of Grif's bag and lights up. You have several missed calls.* Sheepy: Grif: *He picks Paimon up* Dad? You're here, too... Arsé-kun: Yog: *from Paimon* Of course! I have identified that grandfather was most definitely present at the time of your last death, despite being unseen and uninvolved. I'm sorry I could not forewarn you of the ambush. Sheepy: Grif: Uncle must have asked him to be there to blind you. Arsé-kun: Yog: Highly likely, given he's the one that killed you. Sheepy: Grif: Yes... I can't believe he managed to scare me. Sheepy: Grif: Is Raphael near by? He may be in danger. Same for House. Arsé-kun: Yog: I believe so, yes. And his name is Holmes. Sheepy: Grif: Comfort and safety is what makes a House a Holmes... Sheepy: Grif: Anyway, I don't trust him very much. Arsé-kun: Yog: .... He is innocent. Sheepy: Grif: That's not it. I know he is innocent here. Sheepy: Grif: He just reads me too well. Sheepy: Grif: *He starts looking for Raph* Yes... I don't like the way he looks at me. Arsé-kun: Yog: That means he is good at his job. Arsé-kun: *... Another light source is spotted!* Sheepy: *Grif rushes over to the source of light* Arsé-kun: *It turns out there's actually two in the same location! One is Shuu's cell phone. The other is Raphael's halo, being unsteadily held like a lantern by a drunken sailor* Sheepy: Grif: Raphael. I found you. Ah... What do I say here... Sheepy: Grif: You can't hide forever, Raphael. I'll always find you. Always... Arsé-kun: *Raph takes a step back and stumbles, falling onto his rear* Sheepy: Grif:...Yes, that's what I'm supposed to say when I rescue someone. Arsé-kun: Yog: No it isn't!! Sheepy: Grif: What? It isn't? Arsé-kun: Yog: That's only for intimidation! We've been over this. Sheepy: Grif: I see. Sheepy: Grif:....... Arsé-kun: Raph: ......... Sheepy: Grif: I've come for you. Are you ready? You won't get very far if you run, you know. Arsé-kun: Raph: Cut'hat out!! Sheepy: Grif: We're going back to the hospital. Sheepy: Grif: Watson was worrying about you, you know. Arsé-kun: Raph: I ain't think I'm 'n any contition to work righ'now... Tell Watsy I might be a bi'tipsy. Sheepy: Shuu: Can you just go home already? I've been waiting out here for a few hours now for you to just wake up, you lazy bum. ... Hehe ⭐️ Did you enjoy your journeys through the dream galaxy? You really should hire a guide like me. Silly angel ⭐️ Arsé-kun: *Raph blankly stares at Shuu. Processing's a bit slow, give him a moment* Arsé-kun: Raph: How'd you know about th..... A few hours?! Sheepy: Shuu: I've got other knocked out people to watch over. What makes you think you're so special that you deserve a few hours of my time, huh? You think everything's about you, don't you?... Hehe ⭐️Don't you know? They call me the lovely ⭐️ sparkling ⭐️ Dream Prince for a reason... did you enjoy your journey? I hope so... ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuu: Why don't you just go home already? You like sleeping on the ground? Are you some sort of camping lover? Disgusting. You make me sick. ... Hehe ⭐️ Just kidding ⭐️ I have to spare some of my insults for the others, so don't feel so sad about not receiving all of them, okay? Arsé-kun: Raph: Why, you.... Why don'tcha.... *he's got a comeback, but the words aren't coming. he gives up.* Who else..? Sheepy: Shuu: If you go and get yourself knocked out again, I'll dish out new insults towards you, okay? So come back soon ⭐️ Clumsy angel ⭐️ But... Just this once, I'll help you, okay? Because I like you. Hehe. Arsé-kun: Raph: .... Bud, I'd luv t' play along, bu'I got no concep' of thinkin' straight righ'now. Sheepy: Shuu: You never do think straight ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Raph: .......... ......... You right. Sheepy: Shuu: However... As I said, I will help, because I don't want anyone to die here. That's no fun. Arsé-kun: Raph: So let Grof take whoev'else is here? Sheepy: Shuu: Let's see.. An hour or two ago, that obnoxious detective was dumped off here. I could have moved him closer to you to keep an eye on both of you, but I realized that I like you much more by far and decided to just leave him there. Sheepy: Grif: House is here? Arsé-kun: Raph: .... ooooh, Johnny's gonna be maa~aaad... Sheepy: Shuu: Hehe ⭐️Watson wouldn't get mad at me. After all, I'm a poor, defenseless Dream Prince lost in the darkness... Arsé-kun: Raph: Not at you, dummy.. Sheepy: Shuu: But I'm sure if he works his brain hard enough, he'll figure out the true culprit. ... Well, that's not that hard of a question to solve, is it? Sheepy: Shuu: Anyway, I'll lead you back while Grif leads back the other ones. Okay? Arsé-kun: Raph: Yes, please... Sheepy: Shuu: *He hops over to Raph and takes his hand before pointing with his other hand* You'll find the others over there, okay? Have fun ⭐️ Sheepy: Grif:...Thanks. *He heads off in the direction Shuu pointed* Sheepy: *Shuu leads Raphael back.* Arsé-kun: *Raph is, as you've probably noticed by now, absolutely drunk. How this happened has not been clarified, but it explains why he needs the help getting back to begin with. He appreciates the help though.* Sheepy: Shuu: Here we are ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Raph: What a good guide you are... I'd hire you if I could. Sheepy: Shuu: I'm even better with dreams ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Raph: I bet! Arsé-kun: *They enter. Watson is pacing in front of the front desk, looking worried. He only stops when he sees Raph and Shuu* Arsé-kun: Watson: This is.. Not what I expected. Care to fill me in? Arsé-kun: Raph: I, uh. I mighta been drinking with Randy bu' I'unno how anythin' else happened... Arsé-kun: Raph: 'pparently your husband got knocked the fuck out before Grif did... Arsé-kun: Watson: W H A T. Sheepy: Shuu: Hehe ⭐️ Don’t worry, Watson. I watched over him closely… ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuu: Just this once, I’ll help, because you’re precious to me. Hehe ⭐️ You, and Raphael… ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuu: Oh, just so you know, Raphael, I took a quick break from watching you to keep up appearances at the delinquents club. Thank you for not dying while I wasn’t looking, okay? ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuu: Let’s see…. Nyarlathotep is knocking out anyone who enters Carter’s office and then dumping them off the path. That’s a satisfactory answer, isn’t it? Grif is collecting together all the victims right now ⭐️ I think Nyarly was willing to let them just die out there, but I thought it’d be more fun if they lived. Arsé-kun: Watson: .... ........ Arsé-kun: Raph: Makes'ense, fine wit' me! But damn, why we not know 'bout this before? Arsé-kun: Raph: Don't... Don't answer that. Sheepy: Shuu: You never asked, so why would I tell you? You think I can read minds or something? Maybe try using your ⭐️ eyes and ears some and you'd notice people were going missing. ... Hehe ⭐️ It's okay, I know you're doing your best ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Raph: T_T Sheepy: Shuu: People can only do so much... and this area isn't your expertise ⭐️ It's okay, I understand ⭐️ Arsé-kun: Watson: Ah! *he hurries over to Grif, to take Holmes from him* Sheepy: Holmes: .....? Watson...? *He seems groggy...* Arsé-kun: Watson: Yes, it's me. Talk later. Let's make sure you and everyone else are okay first. Sheepy: Holmes: .........*he grimaces* Ugh, my head... ... I couldn't text you, sorry... ...But you didn't either. Arsé-kun: Watson: What? I had a whole conversation with you.... Or I thought it was you. Now stop speaking. Sheepy: Holmes:........ Sheepy: Shuu: Oh? Don't you know? It's Nyarlathotep's talent to imitate others. Arsé-kun: Watson: I wish I didn't. Now I'll doubt every message I get. Sheepy: Shuu: Hehe ⭐️ You don't need to doubt me ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuu:....Just kidding, let's be careful in the future, okay? Trust, but verify ⭐️ Arsé-kun: *raph having wandered off to mope.png* Sheepy: *Holmes is moping, too, but he can't wander off because he's with Watson* Sheepy: Iris: Oh! Raphy! You're back! I was really worried about you, you know! *she pouts a bit before giving him a hug* Don't run off again without saying anything, okay? You gave us all a real scare! Arsé-kun: Raph: Eh? I said where I was goin'... I just sure didn't make it. Sheepy: Iris: ...? Arsé-kun: *Romani staring at all this in the background, looking overwhelmed by the sheer amount of things happening here at once. It isn't much to anyone else, he's just not used to it yet* Arsé-kun: Raph: I said I was goin' to Randy's. I... Was there for a bit, at least.. Sheepy: Iris: Groffy mentioned that his brother was attacked there, too. Arsé-kun: Romani: I'm not sure what's happening here, but shouldn't we open the nearest waiting room and do our jobs?? Sheepy: Grif: Worry not. I have already mostly recovered from being stabbed through the chest. Arsé-kun: Romani: you w h a t Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm? Oh, I got murdered earlier. By Uncle. He was possessing Randy and gave me a real scare when he popped out. Arsé-kun: *romani now looks even more confused. help this mans* Arsé-kun: Watson: .. Okay, enough, let's get moving. If you need assistance, do not hesitate to say so. Arsé-kun: Watson: Griflet, please wait a few minutes before you commit violence. Sheepy: Grif: I can wait. Sheepy: *Holmes leans on Watson some. This translates to, 'yes, I need assistance'." Arsé-kun: *Watson gladly assists Holmes. I mean, he's not glad, shut up, you know what I mean* Sheepy: *Holmes is mumbling incoherent nonsense the whole time. Nobody will tell him to shut up* Arsé-kun: *Raph responds in a similar fashion and gives Holmes a fingergun. Whatever Holmes said, he agrees* Arsé-kun: *... After a few minutes, Watson comes back out to speak with Griflet. He's grumpy* Arsé-kun: Watson: Take your sword out. I'm going to do you a favor in return for finding Sherlock. Sheepy: Grif: *He pulls out his sword* Sheepy: Grif: I didn't find him. The foxy man did. I just happened to have my body dumped near by. Arsé-kun: Watson: Yes, but he isn't doing combat, so this is useless for him. Arsé-kun: *Watson puts his hands on Grif's sword and concentrates. One skill check later, Grif's sword starts to heat up to frankly absurd levels!* Sheepy: Grif:...! Sheepy: Grif: Amazing... This should assist me in destroying Uncle. Arsé-kun: Watson: Keep it sheathed when not in use. It'll cool faster when it's out. Sheepy: *Grif sheathes it* Sheepy: Grif: Thank you. Arsé-kun: Watson: No problem. Give your uncle hell for me. Figuratively. Sheepy: Grif: Right. I will. *He heads out!* Arsé-kun: Yog: ... He is still at Randolph's office. Are you ready? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: Yog: Grandfather is still there, as is... Ah, he knows we're coming. Hastur is there as well, but I believe there will only be one combatant. Sheepy: Grif: I wonder how he knows... Sheepy: *Grif heads to Randy's office once more.* Arsé-kun: *N!Randy is waiting for him. He's sitting on the desk- A very-unRandy behavior. No point faking it more than you need to, ey, Nyar?* Arsé-kun: N!Randy: Welcome back! Are you ready for a second loss today? I am! Sheepy: Grif: Overconfidence will be your downfall. Arsé-kun: N!Randy: That's funny! I could have sworn that I'm winning! Sheepy: Grif: Now that it's my quest to destroy you, I will pursue you unto the very edges of the Earth. Not even death will stop me from ending your miserable existence, even momentarily. Arsé-kun: N!Randy: Aw, don't be so harsh! You wouldn't want to hurt dear old Randolph, would you? Sheepy: Grif:...... Arsé-kun: N!Randy: Attacking my second favorite human in his own office? Have you no shame? Sheepy: Grif: The quest doesn't mention what I should do with Randy... Arsé-kun: *Quest updated! [Quest: R.I.P. and Tear! Defeat Nyarlathotep however you can! Carter's survival is a bonus.]* Sheepy: Grif: It says his survival is optional. Arsé-kun: N!Randy: ....... Arsé-kun: N!Randy: You wouldn't! Sheepy: Grif:....? Sheepy: Grif: Why not? Arsé-kun: N!Randy: That's your boss and your dad's friend! You wouldn't hurt him! Arsé-kun: N!Randy: You would lose your job! You'd be kicked out! Sheepy: Grif:...... Sheepy: Grif: But wouldn't it be your fault? Sheepy: Grif: After all, you're the one who put him in the situation. Sheepy: Grif: The guilt would be yours and yours alone. Arsé-kun: N!Randy: Nope! See! *he pulls out a handwritten contract. It's in both english and r'ylehian* It says here that I have Randy's permission to be here! Arsé-kun: N!Randy: It clearly states that I, Nyarlathotep, am permitted to act as the primary consciousness as long as I do the work I accepted with it! And I have! I've done more paperwork this week than he's done all month! I should get a raise! Sheepy: Grif: That isn't my problem. Randy told me to protect the campus. He never said I couldn't kill him. Arsé-kun: N!Randy: I say you can't kill him! I won't let you! Sheepy: Grif: Okay. Then get out of him and stop attacking people. Arsé-kun: *He's been angered. His offensive stats have skyrocketed.* Arsé-kun: *N!Randy is too mad to respond.* Sheepy: Grif: By being inside of him when you start a fight with me, you are endangering him. It is your fault if he gets injured. Sheepy: Grif: I am perfectly willing to wait until you stop being a coward and hiding in your shell like a hermit crab. Arsé-kun: N!Randy: Oh, no! I'm not letting you outsmart me! If you want me out so bad, do it yourself! Sheepy: Grif: Okay. If that's the case, I'll just pull you out myself. Sheepy: Grif: The rules say that littering outside is wrong. I would never litter outside. There are no rules about inside. Arsé-kun: N!Randy: You better not! I have to clean all that up! Sheepy: *Grif pulls sand out of his pocket and throws it around. The carpet is now sandy. Gross.* Arsé-kun: N!Randy: You're the worst! *he sounds stressed* Now I have to clean that up too?! Is there anything you won't do, you monster? Sheepy: Grif:...Monster...? Hmhmhm... Let's see. Ah, I finished this earlier... *He pulls out an empty wrapper* I was going to toss this earlier, but I kept it on me until then. Sheepy: Grif: *He approaches the trash can, keeping his eye on Nyar, before dropping it... right next to the trash can. Not in it* Sheepy: Grif: How unfortunate. Arsé-kun: *Grif is very immediately slapped with a tentacle from N!Randy's back. He's very unhappy* Sheepy: Grif: Khh! ... Hahahahah... Ah, you know, I came across something earlier, Uncle. Sheepy: Grif: *He pulls out a colored cube. It's a Rubik's cube! It's unsolved* A gift. For you! Arsé-kun: N!Randy: ..... ........... Arsé-kun: N!Randy: Give me that. Sheepy: Grif: Not until you get out of Randy. Arsé-kun: N!Randy: What, you can't do it now? Sheepy: Grif: It's not a gift for Randy. Arsé-kun: Hastur: Boooooo! Where's the climatic fight scene? This improv sucks! Sheepy: Grif: Uncle, look. He wants Randy dead. Arsé-kun: Hastur: So what? Everyone is gonna die no matter what! Sheepy: *Grif and Nyar turn to face Hastur similarly to how Trip and his wife do in Façade when you say something they don't like.* Arsé-kun: Hastur: ... ... ... Just get on with the damn show! Sheepy: Grif: If you don't like it, you can write a better ending. Sheepy: Grif:...Anyway, I guess I can give it to you, just this once. Sheepy: *Grif gives Nyar!Randy the cube.* Arsé-kun: N!Randy: Gimme that! Thank you, have a horrible day! *he gleefully turns around to solve it* Sheepy: *With Nyar!Randy's back now exposed, Grif grabs onto the tentacle and pulls as hard as he can!* Arsé-kun: *With a VERY uncomfortable sound somewhere between a POP and a SQUELCH, Nyar is pulled out! .. Which he wanted!* Sheepy: *Nyar goes for the easy kill, but Grif is faster and stabs him with his very hot sword!* Arsé-kun: *Randolph, having been unconscious this entire time, silently collapses behind all this. No damage taken.* Sheepy: Nyar: Geez, that's hot! Back up, back up! Nobody said you could use that! Arsé-kun: *Hastur is herding cats away from the fight scene and plopping them on a certain fox's lap. Cat given. Cat given. Cat given* Sheepy: *Shuu seems pleased by this! Maybe hiding beneath his rude personality, he actually likes cute things?* Sheepy: Grif: Dad, is it really against the rules to stab him with this? Arsé-kun: Yog: Certainly not. He's just bitter you came with a buff. Arsé-kun: *Nyar is promptly stabbed again with the hellfire-hot sword.* Sheepy: Nyar: Hot-hot-HOT!! Sheepy: Nyar: Alright, that's it! You've ticked me off! Just fall and perish right now! Don't pass go or collect $200! Sheepy: *Nyar goes for Grif's left shoulder!* Sheepy: *Nyar's tendril goes through Grif's left shoulder! Swinging his sword will be more difficult now!* Sheepy: Grif: ...! Ghh! Sheepy: *Grif passes his sword to his other hand.* Arsé-kun: *Hastur starts looking around warily. He seems to have noticed something.* Sheepy: Nyar: Ahahahaha! Try stabbing me like that, kid! Sheepy: *Grif stabs him like that.* Sheepy: Nyar: HEY!! Arsé-kun: *Hastur cackles* Sheepy: Nyar: Don't laugh at me! Man, this day stinks...! This week stinks! Arsé-kun: Hastur: It's going to get worse, don't you worry! Sheepy: Nyar:...What? Arsé-kun: Hastur: It always does! *Hastur starts picking up the cats and also Shuu. There's something going on here and it's sus* Sheepy: Nyar:...?? Arsé-kun: Hastur: Don't mind me! Keep your eyes on the prize! Sheepy: *Grif stabs Nyar again.* Sheepy: Nyar: Owowowow...! I'm TRYING to have a CONVERSATION HERE! Sheepy: Grif: Have a conversation later. Arsé-kun: Hastur: Performers should only focus on their performance, not the audience! Sheepy: Nyar: The audience isn't supposed to pack up and leave before the performance is over! Arsé-kun: Hastur: Let me explain this in a specific way. You know the great Shan play, yes? Sheepy: Nyar: Yes? Arsé-kun: Hastur: The third act is next. Do with this what you will. I'm getting a new seat. Sheepy: Nyar:...?! Shoot, I gotta protect Randy...! Arsé-kun: *Yog personally appears, coming out of Grif's bag, looking extremely distressed.* Arsé-kun: Yog: Griflet. We need to leave. Sheepy: Grif:...? Arsé-kun: Yog: Now. Sheepy: Grif: *He pulls his sword out of Nyar before heeding Yog's words and rushing to leave!* Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, before you go, take this! *He tosses Randy to Grif, who catches him* Arsé-kun: Yog: You know my intentions. Good to know, Uncle. Sheepy: Nyar: I don't care about your intentions. Sheepy: *Grif exits with Randy* Arsé-kun: Yog: You're staying put. I call a truce until the matter is settled. Sheepy: Nyar:...Ugh, if we have to work with each other, I guess we will! Arsé-kun: Yog: It disgusts me too. Don't worry. But not as much as this. Sheepy: Nyar: What a pain! Arsé-kun: Yog: Something will be done to prevent this one day. Today may not be it, but we can try. Sheepy: Nyar:...Yeah, yeah, sure, I guess so. Sheepy: Nyar: For now, let's just do the best that we can. Arsé-kun: Yog: You start. I'll call for backup. Sheepy: *Meanwhile, Grif has brought Randy to the hospital!* Arsé-kun: *Correct response. Good work, Grif.* Sheepy: Grif: I'm back. Arsé-kun: *Raph looks up from his coffee mug at the front desk* Arsé-kun: Raph: You did it! Good job, bud! Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: Please look at Randy. Sheepy: Grif: He should be unscathed, but Uncle was possessing him for a while. Sheepy: Grif:...Ah. That's right. I'd forgotten. My shoulder is injured, too, but I don't need treatment. I should heal on my own. Arsé-kun: Raph: Both of those are concerning, and you're bleeding out. I'll heal you as soon as Carter is dealt with. Sheepy: Grif: I'm good at bleeding. Sheepy: Grif: If you give me a while, I can bleed out every drop of blood. Sheepy: Shuu:.......... Blood is supposed to stay in the body ⭐️ Sheepy: Shuu: If you're good and let the doctor treat you, I'll give you my special ⭐️ dreamy ⭐️ bandaid, perfect for scaring away even the most nightmarish germs... Hehe ⭐️ Sheepy: Grif: Wow... I bet bandaids are tasty... Arsé-kun: Raph: ........... *he just heals Grif now instead, so he can then take Randy and leave the room to not hear that again* Sheepy: Iris: Oh! You brought Andy! Arsé-kun: Raph: Grif got him for us, yep. As far as I can tell from a cursory glance, he's just sleeping.. But he was possessed, so we should probably keep an eye on him anyway. Sheepy: Iris: Possessed...? Oh, no! Poor Andy... Sheepy: Iris: He works so hard for all of us... Why would anyone go out of their way to harm him? Sheepy: Iris:...Oh, but I guess that the culprit is Nyarly. Arsé-kun: Raph: Oh, probably. Sheepy: Iris: I guess we'll only know how he feels when he wakes up... Arsé-kun: Raph: Yeah... Sheepy: Holmes: Obviously, only Randy can know the truth. ...However. I observed a few fascinating things before I was... Let's see. ... Removed from the situation. Arsé-kun: Raph: Yeah... I don't remember as much as you probably do. Sheepy: Holmes: Ahahaha. Let me guess... You didn't notice there was something wrong with the drink? Arsé-kun: Raph: No. I saw him open it, so I thought it was just like that. Sheepy: Holmes: How lucky you are. Sheepy: Holmes: Ahahaha... Now that I'm up, I'm ready to have some fun! Are you ready to join my theater of logic and deduction? I don't mind any comments from the gallery! Sheepy: Iris: Just tell us what you know and sit down! You really shouldn't be running about. Arsé-kun: Raph: Relax, Iris. If he knows something we need, I'd like to hear it first. Arsé-kun: Raph: Just, can you do it sitting down? Sheepy: Holmes: Sitting down? Ah, you think of me as one of those armchair detectives, do you? Isn't that really depressing? Arsé-kun: Raph: Detective or not, you still got bashed over the head. If you have an aneurysm sitting down, you won't hit your head and make it worse. Sheepy: Holmes: No, I think better on my feet! Or crawling around on a crime scene... Or climbing about on a crime scene... Sheepy: Holmes: Anyway, let's begin! First off, Randolph's office was extremely tidy. Normally, it's messy, and he doesn't have the time to clean it up. The natural conclusion would be that Nyarlathotep cleaned it up for him. However, there's another thing. The sheer amount of finished paperwork, all organized in a way easy to sort through. Nyarlathotep has been missing for the past few days, and anyone who visited Randolph's office in this period would go missing. Furthermore, Randolph has not been seen out of his office causing the kind of chaos associated with Nyarlathotep. Meaning... Sheepy: Holmes: Nyarlathotep probably possessed him with the explicit purpose of assisting him in the buildup of paperwork and the growing mess in his office. Arsé-kun: Raph: I'd believe that, honestly. Arsé-kun: Raph: ... So can I go put him down yet? Sheepy: Holmes: Despite the tidiness associated with Nyarlathotep, Randolph clearly has a piece of paper in his pants pocket... Arsé-kun: Raph: ... Huh! Grab that for me, will you? Sheepy: *...Holmes has been pacing back and forth this entire time. It seems he's totally forgotten about Raph... He does, however, go over to Randolph and retrieves the paper.* Sheepy: Holmes: It's a contract between Randolph and Nyarlathotep. It seems they agreed to the possession, so long as Nyarlathotep would do the paperwork and not let anyone interrupt him. Furthermore, he's banned from killing anyone using Randy's body. Arsé-kun: Raph: .... So that's why he attacked us, probably. Sheepy: Holmes: It says that the allowed time is two days... But it's been longer, hasn't it? Arsé-kun: Raph: Probably. Okay, hold your thoughts until I get back, I wanna actually put the poor man down. Sheepy: Holmes: Go ahead. Arsé-kun: *Raph leaves the scene with Randy* Sheepy: Holmes: Is paperwork... Really so fun? I wonder... Maybe he can do mine, too... Arsé-kun: Watson: *distantly* absolutely not Sheepy: Holmes: Ahahaha! Watson! As you can see, I'm doing perfectly-- *He has a dizzy spell and lands on his butt. Oof.* Arsé-kun: Watson: Doing a perfect demonstration of sitting down after getting beaten up. Sheepy: Holmes: It'll take more than a blow to the head to stop me. Arsé-kun: Watson: Ah. So two. Sheepy: Holmes: Let's see... In my mind... Arsé-kun: Watson: Don't make me straitjacket you like our local psychotic. Sheepy: Holmes:....Maybe a really long fall from a waterfall, only to land in the cold, deadly waters below... Sheepy: Holmes: Ah! I know what you could call it in your stories! Arsé-kun: Watson: ..... *Watson leaves* Sheepy: Holmes: The Final Problem! ... Watson? Where are you going? Arsé-kun: Watson: I'm working! Iris, come help me. He's going to continue this anyway. Sheepy: Iris: Okay, Daddy, I'm coming! Holmsies, make sure to find a better place to sit, okay? Like a chair! *She rushes off to join Watson* Arsé-kun: Raph: ... That's rough, buddy. Sheepy: Holmes: ...Everyone thinks I'm at my best when sitting.... *He decides to just lie on his back on the floor* Maybe they should just find a better detective who can do that. Hmmm... Ah, I'm such a useless detective... Arsé-kun: Raph: Aw, don't be mopey. They just care about your health. Sheepy: Holmes: Everyone cares about my physical health but not my mental health. Arsé-kun: Raph: Concussions are both. Sheepy: Holmes: ......... Sheepy: Holmes:............. Arsé-kun: Raph: At least don't take up the entire hallway. What if I wanna sit down and mope too? Inconsiderate. *he's half joking* Sheepy: Holmes: It's a beautiful day to die, isn't it? Arsé-kun: Raph: Aw, you're not gonna be that lucky. Arsé-kun: *Raph sits down right there in the hall next to him and proceeds to be Sulky* Sheepy: Holmes: Maybe Griffin will appear with a knife and do us in. Arsé-kun: Raph: I'd personally rather just get murdered with something unexpected, like a metal chair. Sheepy: Holmes: But if I die, I guess Watson can't profit off of me messing around and throwing around a few deductions... Arsé-kun: Raph: I'm pretty sure he'd be upset from more than just the lost profit. Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, I've got one. Sheepy: Holmes: "The Adventure of the Empty House". He can write about how empty the house is after all of my paperwork disappears. Arsé-kun: Raph: That's depressing. Sheepy: Holmes: Maybe Nyarlathotep would even help him with it. Arsé-kun: Raph: Don't give him ideas. Sheepy: Holmes: I think the last Sherlock Holmes story could be very fascinating if we think hard on it. Arsé-kun: Raph: Sherlock Holmes and the case of Holy Shit is that Cthulhu Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, I don't want to die to a squid. Arsé-kun: Raph: Eh, he's a pussy. Hit him with a boat. Sheepy: Holmes: I think I want my final scene to be fighting a great criminal by a waterfall, embracing my fears of heights... Only to fall and pull down the criminal with me, slowly plunging into the depths... and then darkness. Sheepy: Holmes: Am I much different than the criminal in my final moments? Arsé-kun: Raph: Hmmm. I'm more concerned about the running waterfall theme again. Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, yes, I was told I fell from one as an excuse as to how I got amnesia. Arsé-kun: Raph: Can you maybe stop bringing up the thing that traumatized you to begin with? I'm trying to sulk about being unhelpful. Sheepy: Holmes: Do you think that in such a situation, the criminal and I would feel hatred for one another for putting us into that situation? Arsé-kun: Raph: I think you'd both feel pretty stupid for even taking it that far when you could have just punched him in the dick. Sheepy: Holmes: You'd fill your thoughts with regrets in your final moments? Sheepy: Holmes:......... Sheepy: Holmes: You're incredibly depressing. Arsé-kun: Raph: To be fair, I'd probably not go that far at all. I'm here to help people, not kill. Sheepy: Holmes: A detective isn't so different from a criminal. Arsé-kun: Raph: Are you committing illegal crimes and profiting on them? Are you actually some kind of mastermind? Sheepy: Holmes: I could. Arsé-kun: Raph: If you ever become evil, I'll join you. Sheepy: Holmes: Similarly, a criminal could use his experiences to solve cases. Arsé-kun: Raph: With that logic, a doctor and a serial killer aren't very different either. Sheepy: Holmes: That's not true. Arsé-kun: Raph: Oh? Why not? Sheepy: Holmes: A serial killer doesn't require medical knowledge to kill others. Arsé-kun: Raph: They do if they're the kind that do the weird body horror stuff. Sheepy: Holmes: A great criminal requires knowledge of committing crimes to do his job. Arsé-kun: Raph: Would a doctor and a torturer be a better example? Sheepy: Holmes: I suppose. Arsé-kun: Raph: Huh. Sheepy: Holmes: However... Consider the following. Sheepy: Holmes: A petty criminal couldn't be a good detective using only the knowledge they gained from their job. A newbie detective couldn't use their knowledge of crimes to commit ones of their own. Sheepy: Holmes: So it's just as much about how much experience they have as what it's in, I think. Arsé-kun: Raph: That makes sense! Sheepy: Holmes: Anyway, Lupin wouod be a great detective... Moriarty, too. Arsé-kun: Romani: *wjat* Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, if I get thrown off a waterfall, they could take my job. That's how Watson can continue to profit. Sheepy: Holmes: No, just Lupin. I think I'd want the professor to throw me off of one. Arsé-kun: Raph: I'm sure he'd want to also. Sheepy: Holmes: We really are so close! Arsé-kun: Raph: It's a sign of good friendship when you want to dunk your friend into a pool and both of you enjoy it. I don't know what you have said would be called. Sheepy: Holmes: We're great rivals! Ah, and close friends, I'd like to think. Sheepy: Holmes: Lupin, too... But Lupin would never throw me off a waterfall. Arsé-kun: Romani: Uhm. Arsé-kun: Romani: May I get through?? I didn't wanna interrupt.. Sheepy: Holmes: You can walk all over me. Everyone else does. Arsé-kun: Raph: Don't do that. Arsé-kun: Romani: Sorry again! *he steps around Holmes the best he can* Sheepy: Holmes: No need to apologize to me. Nobody else does. Arsé-kun: Raph: ... We're gonna be here a while. Sheepy: Holmes: Why stay with someone like me when you can be with someome fun? Arsé-kun: Raph: Oh, you know. Having fun with the conversation. Also being mopey. Therapy. Sheepy: Holmes: Therapy? I'm not a therapist. Sheepy: Holmes: I don't know any... ... Oh, yes, I have vague memories of one around when I first fell. Nosy fellow. He made me nervous. I didn't like him. Arsé-kun: Raph: It really can come off that way if you're not willing to share. He probably should have let you open up on your own schedule. Arsé-kun: *very distant sound of a menu pop-up. griflet is still inside the building* Sheepy: Holmes: Well, it's not as though I need one anymore. Arsé-kun: Raphael: Even if you don't need it, it's still good to check in once in a while. Sheepy: Holmes: Hmmm... I'm not interested in that. Arsé-kun: Raph: That's too bad. We already started. Sheepy: Holmes: What? Arsé-kun: Raph: Well, you're already telling me all of this. Even just unloading how you feel is therapeutic. Sheepy: Holmes: Hahahaha... Maybe I got too comfortable? Arsé-kun: Raph: Don't worry about it. No one else is listening, and I can't share this info. Sheepy: Holmes: I see.... Arsé-kun: Raph: Though... Sheepy: Holmes: Yes? Arsé-kun: Raph: ... He's not here. Do you wanna go rearrange Watson's textbooks as a prank? Sheepy: Holmes: Ahahaha! Sounds fun! Arsé-kun: Raph: Don't tell him we did it. See how long it takes him to notice. Sheepy: Holmes: I won't. Arsé-kun: *Dr. Romani "Wot" V2.0 in the bg* Sheepy: *Holmes finally gets up!* Arsé-kun: *Raph also gets up, brushing off his coat* Sheepy: Holmes: I'm looking forward to see how observant he is. Sheepy: Holmes: Anyway, let's go! Arsé-kun: Raph: Lets! Sheepy: Holmes: *He rushes to find the textbooks! No running in the halls, Holmes.* Arsé-kun: *Raph just strolls after him. No rush.* Sheepy: *Grif, meanwhile, is waiting for Romani's return* Arsé-kun: *And return he does, wielding holla holla get dollas* Arsé-kun: Romani: Sorry for the wait! People decided sitting in the hallway was a cool thing to do! Sheepy: Grif: Hmm... Is that so... I should try it sometime... Arsé-kun: Romani: Please don't! You get in the way and it's a tripping hazard! Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Sheepy: Grif: Fine. Arsé-kun: Romani: Anyway, here's the money I owe you! Arsé-kun: *Grif is given twenty dollars ($20)! Put it away! No pop-up because Yog is preoccupied.* Sheepy: Grif:...Thanks. *He puts it away* Arsé-kun: Romani: You did a lot today, too! If nothing else happens, take some time off! You deserve it! ^^ Sheepy: Grif: Uh... Yes. I'll think about it. Sheepy: Grif: Thanks. Good luck. *he heads out!* Arsé-kun: *where you gonna go, grif? you got money!* Sheepy: *Grif heads to the coffee shop.* Arsé-kun: Duncan: Grif! Hiii! Sheepy: Grif: Hello. How is Wil? Arsé-kun: Duncan: He's doin' okay! He's upstairs if you wanna see him! Sheepy: Grif: Great. I'll go check on him. I have news for him. *He walks upstairs to see Wilbur* Arsé-kun: Merlin: *reading over Misyr's shoulder, meanwhile* Sheepy: Misyr: Lupin's a cheater, just like me, but he justifies it because his actions lead to positive results for others. Sheepy: Misyr: I don't really care about results. It's more fun to just snap my fingers and see what blows up! Ahahahaha! That's the Demon Lord way! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Can you justify still reading when I'm here waiting, Grampa? Sheepy: Misyr: Of course. I went back to some previous stories I've read to figure out why Il is so attached to Lupin. Have you seen his Lupin shrine? Arsé-kun: Merlin: No? Do I want to? Sheepy: Misyr: It's full of merch of Lupin and some girl. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Gamer shrine... Sheepy: Misyr: I don't understand the point. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Me neither! So are you gonna teach me somethin' today, or? Sheepy: Misyr: Uhhh... What do I wanna teach... A lot of what I know isn't something a wizard can do. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Blow stuff up? Sheepy: Misyr: Oh, but my abilities aren't really something you can learn! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Awww! Do I have to take a school trip to Hell to learn demon magic? Sheepy: Misyr: Hey, great idea! We could do just that! Sheepy: Misyr: I have something I want to check there anyway. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Wait. Now?! Sheepy: Misyr: Why not? Sheepy: Misyr: As a Demon Lord, I can get there easily. Sheepy: Misyr: Although... Sorry to disappoint... Sheepy: Misyr: Some of what I do is just innately me! Nobody else can do it alone! As long as I understand a concept, I can use it to my advantage and twist it so I can cheat! Ahahahaha! Arsé-kun: Merlin: I haven't even done research yet! I don't know what I'd need to bring! Arsé-kun: Merlin: What would I tell Bedi?? "Babe, I'm going to hell for a field trip!"? Arsé-kun: Merlin: And I use magic, but I don't wanna go if I'll just blow myself up.. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Gosh... But it's Hell.. Sheepy: Misyr: Up to you! Sheepy: Misyr: Personally, I don't tell anyone when I disappear for a bit. Too intrusive. Arsé-kun: Merlin: But I like people knowing if I'm okay... It's nice knowing people care. Sheepy: Misyr: Care...? Sheepy: Misyr:........ Arsé-kun: Merlin: ....... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well, I'm here! Sheepy: Misyr: Ahaha... But do you care just for the Misyr you see? Or the Misyr hiding beneath him as well? Are the feelings real if it's the former, I wonder. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Grampa, why are you so difficult? Sheepy: Misyr: Ahahaha! It's fun, after all! Sheepy: Misyr: Anyway, I'm just messing with you. What you see is what you get with me! Arsé-kun: Merlin: At this point, I don't really care if the inside matches the outside. Why should that matter? You're Grampa. Sheepy: Misyr: Mmm.. I don't really get it, but okay, sure! Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's the best part! You don't have to! Sheepy: Misyr: You've got bad taste, but I can't complain! Arsé-kun: Merlin: I do not! Sheepy: Misyr: Okay, whatever you say! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Okay, so what's blowing something up feel like? Is it like... Really concentrated and then kaboom? Sheepy: Misyr: Eh? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Or does your cool special magic do that part for you? Sheepy: Misyr: I kinda just aim it? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Okay, so it is a little different! Okay, that makes sense. Arsé-kun: Merlin: So it's more just "Hey that dies now" than anything. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Cool. Maybe one day I'll be so good at magic I won't even need to do most of the work! Sheepy: Misyr: Why would I do it properly if I could cheat? That's the Demon Lord way! Arsé-kun: Watson: Telling lies again, Misyr? Sheepy: Misyr: You know me! I'm the lying Demon King! Arsé-kun: Watson: One of these days you'll actually go to Hell, and then what? Sheepy: Misyr: Hmmm? I have before. Arsé-kun: Watson: Oh? Sheepy: Misyr: Every day, in fact! That's my job, you know! Sheepy: Misyr: I mean, where else would a demon king live...? Arsé-kun: Watson: Wherever he wants. Sheepy: Misyr:....... Sheepy: Misyr: Ahahaha, you still think I'm not a demon? Arsé-kun: Watson: I don't. I've seen demons. You look more like an imitator. Sheepy: Misyr:........ Sheepy: Misyr: I was born like this... Arsé-kun: Watson: Hm. Sheepy: Misyr: So maybe not every demon you've seen makes up how all demons look! Arsé-kun: Watson: I could be wrong on that front. I'll retract that statement. Sheepy: Misyr: I just get rid of them when I want to wear human clothing. Sheepy: Misyr: They'd get in the way! Arsé-kun: Watson: .... Fine. But I still don't think you're actually from Hell. That part I'm not giving up on. Sheepy: Misyr: Aren't all demons from there? Arsé-kun: Watson: Wouldn't you like to know? Sheepy: Misyr: Yeah, that's why I asked! Arsé-kun: Watson: Sometimes. Sheepy: Misyr:.... Eh? Arsé-kun: Watson: Would you believe me if I told you some of those were angels once? Sheepy: Holmes: *in the background* He feels like the angels I met earlier. But simultaneously, he feels like my friend who possessed me the other day... Azathoth? Those are really contradictory, aren't they? Sheepy: Misyr: Eh? Sheepy: Misyr: Angels become demons? Sheepy: Misyr:...... Arsé-kun: Watson: Sometimes, yes. Arsé-kun: Raphael: *also in the background* Not really! "Be not afraid" and all that! Sheepy: Holmes: So, do you think he's an angel? He's too nice to be a demon, isn't he? Sheepy: Misyr: I wonder how that works. Arsé-kun: Raph: I have no idea! I can't tell! Arsé-kun: Watson: .... I don't know if it works that way. Sheepy: Misyr: I bet it does! Arsé-kun: Duncan: *to holmes and raph* I think he's an octodad! Sheepy: Holmes: He doesn't seem like father material to me. Arsé-kun: Raph: Well, he IS the 6th Merlin, so he had to continue the line somehow.. Sheepy: Holmes:..... Sheepy: Holmes: Ehhh... Not well? Arsé-kun: Raph: I can see how. Even if he's unrelated to Hell otherwise, I think he's hella cute enough to pull it off. Sheepy: Misyr: *he appears a little flustered... he apparently heard that* Arsé-kun: Merlin: ...? Sheepy: Misyr: Nothing, of course! Sheepy: Holmes: But cuteness doesn't make you dad material, does it? Sheepy: Holmes: Maybe Iris would see me as more dad-like if I worked on my cuteness factor...? Arsé-kun: Raph: It helps in the "getting a wife" part, probably! ... I mean, it does and I know it can. Sheepy: Holmes: I see... I've really misjudged the importance of cuteness... Arsé-kun: Raph: Appearance means a lot, but it isn't always the key feature. Sheepy: Holmes: I think the inside is more important. Arsé-kun: Raph: It's different for everyone. Some people would agree with you. Sheepy: Holmes: I wonder which Watson finds more important... Arsé-kun: Watson: .... Why don't you just ask? Sheepy: Holmes: You can hear me? Arsé-kun: Watson: You're right there. I'm right here. Sheepy: Holmes:....... Arsé-kun: Raph: ....... Sheepy: Holmes: How awkward... You heard everything... Sheepy: Holmes:...Which do you find more important? Arsé-kun: Watson: Inside. Don't you dare take that to mean that I don't like how you look. Sheepy: Holmes: I wasn't going to. Arsé-kun: Watson: *teasingly* Watson doesn't like how I look. What a great day to commit dying on the floor. Sheepy: Holmes: I got over it earlier! I feel optimistic now. Sheepy: Holmes: I'll find another beautiful day to die! Sheepy: Holmes: Just not today. Arsé-kun: Watson: Glad to hear it! Sheepy: Holmes: After all, you're here! There's no reason to get depressed! Arsé-kun: *Watson liked that* Sheepy: Holmes: Anyway, I got it out of my system earlier. Arsé-kun: Watson: Good. I wasn't sure how long I'd have to drag you around for. Sheepy: Misyr: Hey, you mentioned angels turning into demons. Is that real? Arsé-kun: Watson: It is. Sheepy: Misyr: How do they turn back? Arsé-kun: Watson: They don't. Sheepy: Misyr:...They can't turn back? Arsé-kun: Watson: Not that I'm aware of. Raphael? Arsé-kun: Raphael: Ehh.... Only temporary changes. I don't think a long term one can very easily. Arsé-kun: Raph: It can be done! I just don't know how. Sheepy: Misyr: How long is long term? Arsé-kun: Raph: Uh.... At least a hundred years? Sheepy: Misyr: I guess that is a long time! Sheepy: Misyr: I never knew anything about this until now.. That's so scary to imagine. Sheepy: Misyr: Waking up in a body one day that isn't yours... Well, if that happened to me... Sheepy: Misyr: I think I'd probably hide away from everyone I knew so they couldn't see me, too. Arsé-kun: Raph: That's a common reaction. The fear is natural, after all. Sheepy: Misyr:.......Natural, huh.... Sheepy: Misyr: I wonder if thinking you're hideous would be a natural reaction, too. Arsé-kun: Raph: Absolutely. Sheepy: Misyr: After all, I am the handsome Demon Lord! If I became someone else entirely, I might come to hate the new me. Arsé-kun: Watson: Even if only small parts change. The mind is functional and definitely makes sense. Sheepy: Misyr: You say it like you know from experience! Arsé-kun: Watson: You could say that. After all, I do have. Hm. Well. Arsé-kun: *Watson reaches up his sleeve with his other hand and fiddles around with... Something, before pulling it back out.... With the rest of his arm.* Arsé-kun: Watson: First-hand experience. Sheepy: Misyr:...... Sheepy: Misyr: Humans have detachable limbs, hm... Arsé-kun: *Raph stifles his laughter into his hands. The word "stifles" is not actually even remotely accurate. But he's trying* Arsé-kun: Watson: Well, usually only once. This is a replacement. Sheepy: "holmes seems too lost in thought to notice the joke" Sheepy: Misyr: Amazing. Humans can replace their limbs! Sheepy: Holmes: *He seems too lost in thought to register Watson making a joke. Holmes, you missed it!* Arsé-kun: Watson: ... Sherlock, I said that just for you, and you do this to me? Sheepy: Holmes: My apologies. I was considering a few things from the conversation. Arsé-kun: Watson: ... *he sighs and just accepts how awful the next joke is* do you need a hand with that. Sheepy: Holmes: Oh, no, I think I have it under control. Arsé-kun: Watson: ........................ Sheepy: Holmes:.................. Sheepy: Holmes:.....Ahahahahaha! *There it is! The Holmes laugh!* Arsé-kun: Watson: I'm so upset. I'm not making another hand pun for you. It costs me an arm and a leg to make these sorts of jokes for you. Arsé-kun: *Raph has also given up trying to stifle his laughter.* Sheepy: *Holmes is laughing harder! Good job, Watson!* Arsé-kun: Watson: I gotta hand it to you. Sheepy: Holmes: Ahahahaa.... Sheepy: Holmes:.............. Sheepy: Holmes: I think I'm fine without help... Just ignore me and continue your conversation. Arsé-kun: Watson: I can't. I need your help putting this back on. Arsé-kun: *Raphael recovers from his laughing fit, wiping tears from his eyes and trying not to start laughing again* Sheepy: Holmes: Ah, that’s right, I forgot. *He starts putting Watson’s prosthetic back onto him. He’s surprisingly gentle!* Sheepy: Misyr: … Oh. That’s right. Merlin brought a friend with him the other day with a silvery looking arm. With the patterns on it, I assumed it was just a gauntlet. A very, very long one. Sheepy: Misyr: Was that a replacement? Sheepy: Holmes: Gauntlets are a glove. You don’t wear them up to your shoulder. Arsé-kun: Watson: It was a replacement though, yes. Sheepy: Misyr: Hmm. I wonder if demons need them, too...? Arsé-kun: Watson: Sure, why not? They have limbs too, and sometimes those are lost. Sheepy: Misyr: Ahahaha, I guess so! Sheepy: Holmes: Replacing limbs... That feels familiar, but my memory of it is too hazy for me to remember... Sheepy: Holmes: I suppose it's just taking up too much space anyway, considering I can't really focus on it. I might as well just get rid of it. Sheepy: Holmes: I can't see it being useful. Arsé-kun: Watson: You never know. Sheepy: Holmes:........... Sheepy: Holmes: I have a gut feeling I can't get rid of it just yet... Arsé-kun: Watson: You're not a machine. I keep telling you this. Sheepy: Holmes: Ahahaha! I can't let my mind palace become cluttered, you know! Sheepy: Misyr: Mind palace or not, personally I don't think it's a good idea, deleting your memories willy nilly. Although, if I had that sbility, I could get some use out of it! Arsé-kun: Raph: It never is a good idea. You never know if something trivial is why you're the way you are today. Sheepy: Holmes: I often totally forget about past cases because they don't interest me anymore. However... Sheepy: Holmes: I can read his stories and experience them like it's the first time seeing them. Incredible! Arsé-kun: *Watson just sighs* Sheepy: Holmes: Simultaneously, I'm generally not going to forget things I consider important... Arsé-kun: *Duncan is staring at everyone from behind the counter.* Sheepy: Misyr: Oh, shoot! The time! Arsé-kun: Raph: Oh! It's nine! We'd better get going! Sheepy: Misyr: I can't wait a minute longer to go back or my people will get worried! Arsé-kun: Duncan: We're closed! Get outta here please! I wanna play Minecwaft and go eat! I'm hungwy! Sheepy: Holmes: Ah... I'm still feeling energetic. Maybe I'll go bother someone... Arsé-kun: Duncan: Wil isn't here to be sudtle and threatning! Hi! I'm gonna eatcha if youse don't escape! Sheepy: Holmes:...Alright, I'll go. Arsé-kun: Watson: We should all be going now if we want to see tomorrow. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Look at all the hair I have! I'd be awful to eat! I don't even have any nutrients for you, bud! :D *but he does get up* See you tomorrow, Grampa! Sheepy: Holmes: *He leaves!* Arsé-kun: *Watson goes with him* Sheepy: *Misyr rushes to a near by closet and jumps in. So that's why that's there!* Arsé-kun: Raph: .....? *he curiously watches Misyr, and then slips into the same closet after a few moments of deliberation. If Raph's found dead in Miami, we know why.* Arsé-kun: *...And Merlin just teleports out. Classy* Arsé-kun: *Merlin gets home to... A very mysteriously cloudy floor? Who blew up a cotton candy machine and dumped orbs into.... Wait a minute* Sheepy: *Rest in peace, Yog* Arsé-kun: *Yog's just glad he gets to be with Grif right now. High priorities* Sheepy: *Grif is just chilling on the floor. Bedi has his feet up on a chair so he doesn't touch it.* Sheepy: *It doesn't seem like Grif cares that Merlin has entered...* Arsé-kun: Merlin: ..... Hey, quick question, why's your dad our new shag carpet? Sheepy: Grif: Grandpa. Sheepy: Grif: Just don't touch him and you'll be safe. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ....... *already standing in it* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well, I guess I'll be goin' to Hell sooner than I intended. Sheepy: Bedi: Maybe you shouldn't go at all. Arsé-kun: Merlin: And miss a field trip with Grampa? No way! Sheepy: Bedi: Field trip...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yeah, I was gonna tell you! Grampa's gonna show me where he works! Sheepy: Bedi: I hope you have fun. But be careful, okay? Sheepy: Bedi: I'll worry the whole time you're gone, so don't make my worries come true... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Of course! Grampa kicks ass, no way anythin' would happen! Sheepy: Bedi: Well, if you say so. Sheepy: Bedi: No reason not to be cautious. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Of course, babe! Sheepy: Bedi: By the way, um… I’m stuck here… Sheepy: *There’s a cute little octopus with ear-like things on its head, hanging out in the sink. It has itself perched up so it can see everything!* Sheepy: Octopus: You’re stuck here…?! I just want to go back home… My husband’s going to worry, isn’t he…? Hehehe, of course he will. That’s how lovable I am, after all. *It has its front tentacles on its “cheeks”. Cute!* Arsé-kun: Yog: *with his voice coming from.... the entire floor. it's kind of awful,* Then go home, Uncle. Nothing is stopping you. Sheepy: Nyar: My exhaustion is stopping me. Arsé-kun: Yog: That is unfortunate. Sheepy: Nyar: So that's why I'm here. Arsé-kun: Yog: ... Ah, I almost forgot. Here, Griflet. Arsé-kun: *[Rip and Tear: Quest completed! hooraaaay!]* Sheepy: Grif: I did it. Arsé-kun: *Kay is peering out of his room at all this mess. Nothin' he can do about it.* Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, it's you! Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh, for fuck's sake. Why are... Never mind, forget it. Fuck this. Sheepy: Nyar: You recognize me? Aren't you talented! Arsé-kun: Kay: I'm not goddamn deaf! Sheepy: Nyar: Can't you at least call someone for me?! Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, Mop guy! Sheepy: Nyar: You've got a phone, don't you? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Maybe! Why? Sheepy: Nyar: I've got a number for you to call! Arsé-kun: Merlin: What do I get out of it? Sheepy: Nyar: And believe me, I know you're gonna attempt that whole, "oh, maybe I'll call if you beg me! Oh, make sure to give me free stuff!" Sheepy: Nyar: But I can be extremely loud and annoying! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Me too! Hey Grif, where's Elyan? Sheepy: Nyar: If you don't do it, I won't shut up all night. Sheepy: Grif: He's in the bath tub. Arsé-kun: Merlin: *ahem* HEWWO? Sheepy: Elyan: HEWWWOOOOO! Arsé-kun: Merlin: :3c Sheepy: Nyar: Okay, I'll show you what you get out of t. *He gets out of the sink. Based on his sluggish movements, he's not doing as well as his voice might suggest* Sheepy: Nyar: *He wanders over to the microwave* Chef Mike is gonna get it if I don't get what I want! Sheepy: Nyar: Chef Mike's life for my simple, short phone call! All I need is you to call the number, tell the man where we are, and mention that I'm here and waiting for him. Arsé-kun: Yog: Don't touch that. I use that as a gateway. Sheepy: Nyar: So, you call, then! Arsé-kun: Yog: Me and what physical limbs? You at least have them. Sheepy: Nyar: Or *he puts a tentacle on the microwave* Chef Mike's gonna get it!! Sheepy: Nyar: You've got the influence of everyone here. Arsé-kun: Merlin: What if you gave me the number? Sheepy: Nyar: Eh? Oh, right, the number. Sheepy: *Nyar states a phone number slowly.* Arsé-kun: *Merlin plugs it in and makes the call* Sheepy: Nyar: Hehehe.. I get to go home soon... Don't miss me too much, okay? Sheepy: Grif: I won't miss you at all. Arsé-kun: Kay: Get the fuck out of my house. Sheepy: Nyar: ........ Sheepy: Nyar: You might not like me but I like you! Arsé-kun: Kay: Sorry, I'm taken. Sheepy: Nyar: You can only have one person like you? Sheepy: Nyar: Man, you really must be friendless, huh? Arsé-kun: Kay: Ain't anything new. Good try though. Sheepy: Nyar: No, that wasn't an attack. You really only want one person to like you? Sheepy: Nyar: Or do you think I meant it in the lovey-dovey sense? Huh, you must really be full of yourself if that's the case. Arsé-kun: Kay: I don't trust you. You're not getting an answer. It'll come back and bite me in the ass, and I'm not goddamn stupid. Sheepy: Nyar: So you say. Arsé-kun: Kay: motherfucker I know how to cook an octopus, you ain't safe. Sheepy: Nyar: If you try to eat me, Chef Mike's gonna get it! Arsé-kun: Kay: You break it, you buy a fuckin' new one! Sheepy: Nyar: No, I'm not! Arsé-kun: Kay: And you can clean it all up yourself! Sheepy: Nyar: I'm not made of money, you know! Sheepy: Nyar: In fact... Ahahahaha! Sheepy: Nyar: I could just steal one and put it n your dorm! Arsé-kun: Kay: ok Sheepy: Nyar:........ Sheepy: Nyar: *he covers his eyes with his tentacles* It's hard to be taken seriously like this.... Arsé-kun: Kay: ... And you're not getting hyped up, either. Fuck you. Sheepy: Nyar: I just want to go home... Arsé-kun: Merlin: You're going to! I just hung up with him. He's coming to get you. Sheepy: Nyar: Great! Sheepy: Nyar: Thanks, you're the best! Sheepy: Nyar:.....How will I do my janitorial job tomorrow...? Arsé-kun: Kay: The same way you did this week- Not at all. Sheepy: Nyar:....... Sheepy: Nyar:....Everything will get so dirty... Arsé-kun: Kay: A little late for that! Sheepy: Nyar:....... Sheepy: *Nyar is chewing on one of his tentacles, similar to how humans chew on their nails...* Sheepy: Nyar: It's going to be so dirty... Arsé-kun: Yog: Perhaps you should have dealt with that before it got out of hand. Sheepy: Nyar: Well if Randy hadn't gotten behind on his work... I would've been done in a flash! Sheepy: Nyar: And if humans actually threw trash into the trash bins, and recyclables into the recycle bin... Sheepy: Nyar:...And compostables into the compostable bin... Sheepy: Nyar: If humans would actually respect the campus grounds and not litter... And cleaned up after themselves... And didn't toss food to animals, only for them to not eat it... Sheepy: Nyar: If humans weren't such messy creatures... Maybe I wouldn't be in this situation! You know, if humans litter enough and don't clean up, they'll spread diseases and all die off! Arsé-kun: Yog: I don't think they need to litter to accomplish that. Sheepy: Nyar: But it helps! I'm helping humans and I get zero thanks! They don't even understand how important my job is. Sheepy: Nyar: Imagine if this place was a dump. That'd be really depressing, wouldn't it? Sheepy: Nyar: To wake up everyday to a dirty campus... Sheepy: Nyar:........Maybe if I threaten their microwaves, too... Sheepy: Nyar: After all, Randy wouldn't let me threaten much more than that... Arsé-kun: Kay: What if you just make people pay a fine when they litter? Sheepy: Nyar: That's not enforceable. Sheepy: Nyar: I'd have to catch them in the act. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yes? Sheepy: Nyar: I can't always catch them kn the act. Sheepy: Nyar: I wonder if I'll be laughed at... Arsé-kun: Kay: It'd give you somethin' better to do that won't result in Grif breaking you in half. Sheepy: Nyar: Well... Yes... But... Sheepy: Nyar: Hey, I wonder if he got lost? Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Before I lock the door, who the hell is it? Sheepy: Nyar: What? Sheepy: Nyar: A perfectly nice guy! Arsé-kun: Kay: Hm, that knocks out at least half the staff. Arsé-kun: Kay: The music teachers are married, Dio's an asshole, not the gym teacher then... Arsé-kun: Kay: .... *he is thinking hard* Not my math teacher, definitely not Dr. West, uhhh Sheepy: Nyar: You want a hint? Arsé-kun: Kay: Eh, fine. Sheepy: Nyar: He's very fancy! Arsé-kun: *Kay squints. processing* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 1 Arsé-kun: *this did not help* Sheepy: Nyar:..... Arsé-kun: Kay: .... What?! I don't know every motherfucker on campus! Sheepy: Nyar: He always has his eyes closed... Arsé-kun: Kay: O H Sheepy: Nyar: See! You know him! Arsé-kun: Kay: That makes a lot of sense! No wonder he'd always joke about his husband throwing out trash essays.. Sheepy: Grif: He's covered in so many clocks. I ask him the time sometimes. You may wonder why I don't just read his for myself. Arsé-kun: Kay: Because you can't read. Sheepy: Grif:.....Yes... Arsé-kun: Kay: bitch you know what numbers are Sheepy: Grif: I don't really get clocks... Sheepy: Grif: They have no numbers. Just strange characters. Sheepy: Nyar: Like I, II, III, IV....? Sheepy: Grif:.......... Arsé-kun: *Merlin has been slowly maneuvering over towards Bedi through the Yog Fog this entire time.* Sheepy: Nyar: Those are still numbers!! Sheepy: *Bedi hasn't left his chair* Arsé-kun: Merlin: I, II, II, IL Sheepy: Grif: I know Il. Sheepy: Grif: Grandpa blew his hand off. Sheepy: Grif: He talks about otome games a lot. I don't knw what those are. Sheepy: Grif: He puts off final boss energy. Arsé-kun: Merlin: He puts off a "he's gonna kick my ass" energy. Sheepy: Grif: Yes... Sheepy: Grif: He grew his hand back and hurt Grandpa's human. Sheepy: Grif: Speaking of which, Uncle. Did you know that you hit Grandpa's human over the head? Sheepy: Nyar:......... Sheepy: Nyar:.................. Sheepy: Nyar: Well, everyone makes mistakes. Even me! Arsé-kun: Yog: Chekov's gun loads with malicious intent. Sheepy: Nyar: I didn't know! Sheepy: Nyar: Like, yes, I knew he favored the detective! But I wasn't really thinking when I knocked him out. You know how it is. Arsé-kun: Yog: Yes, I do. Sheepy: Nyar: He speaks, and immediately you're filled with murderous intent! Sheepy: Nyar: I was going to just knock him out painlessly. Sheepy: Nyar: But then he was like... Oh! This drink smells weird, so I'll pass! Sheepy: Nyar: Obviously, he didn't say that. He brought it to his lips, didn't drink anything, and then said... Sheepy: Nyar: "...I shouldn't drink. I'm on the job." Arsé-kun: Yog: Letting him go without incident would have made things less suspicious. Sheepy: Nyar:..... Arsé-kun: Yog: Hindsight is always much easier to see. I know. Sheepy: Nyar: I kinda doubt that... Sheepy: Nyar: I feel like he would've caught me on something really minor like... Sheepy: Nyar: "Randy actually wears his socks up to here, but your socks are up to there! So clearly, you're a fraud!" Arsé-kun: Yog: .... ...... I hate to admit that you're right, but you're right. Arsé-kun: Yog: That is, startlingly, almost exactly what would have happened. Sheepy: Nyar: Or, "Actually, Randy sits with a lean of x degrees when he's in this mood and it's this time, and you're sitting with a lean at y degrees!" Sheepy: Nyar: And, you know... After a while, you have to wonder, when is he watching people like this? It's kinda creepy, even for me! Sheepy: Nyar: I think he'd mesh better with someone like Hastur or you, really. Arsé-kun: Yog: why would you just Sheepy: Nyar: Because I'm bitter he ditched us and left us to die! Arsé-kun: Yog: great now he's going to show up Sheepy: Nyar: Great! Maybe he can bring me home! Arsé-kun: Kay: Why is my house a cosmic horror whorehouse?! Sheepy: Grif: Because of me. Arsé-kun: Kay: oh. right. Sheepy: Nyar: Which is, of course, because of me! Sheepy: Nyar: Aren't you so happy that I paired you two together? Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... *he looks annoyed* ... Yeah. I guess. Sheepy: Grif: I met the fox boy off the path. He was watching over everyone you knocked out. Sheepy: Grif: I think he's associated with Uncle... Sheepy: Grif: His hair is yellow sometimes. Arsé-kun: *Merlin has succeeded in reaching Bedivere and has lifted him so they can leave. Provided that they get through the rest of the yog fog first. background events* Sheepy: *Bedi is happy!* Arsé-kun: *Finally, a knock at the door! Kay stares at it because what the fuck can he do with Orb Dad being the carpet* Sheepy: Grif: *He gets up and gets the door* Arsé-kun: Germain: Good evening. I'm here to pick up my small husband. Sheepy: Nyar: I'm here!! Sheepy: *Nyar is back in the sink!* Sheepy: Nyar: Let's go home! I'm really tired! I just want to sleep... Sheepy: Grif:......Wow.... Sheepy: Nyar: Why do you sound like you're judging his taste? Sheepy: Grif: Wow.... Someone likes Uncle... I'm glad he finally found someone who does... Arsé-kun: Germain: It sounds to me that you've been woefully uninformed. That's a simple fix. Sheepy: Grif:? Arsé-kun: *Germain proceeds to just go pick up the tiny octopus. He doesn't answer* Sheepy: Nyar: I was worried you'd gotten lost! Or forgotten about me! Arsé-kun: Germain: Not at all, Pharaoh. I had an encounter on the way here that threatened to stop me. Arsé-kun: *Germain does eventually leave with his very diminutive boyfriend. thank fuck*

BTS Reaction: Them finding out that they’re your first boyfriend even though you were very popular in HS and got proposed many times(request)

Hi everyone! I’m Admin Cloud and I’m a new admin to Nothing-but-kpop-dreams. I’m sorry that this took so long to write this is also my very first reaction. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. 

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Rap Monster / Kim Namjoon - You were at home cleaning up your closet and Namjoon decided to come over to help. Your room was a complete mess when he came over. There were clothes everywhere and it took you a bit of time to answer the door.

“Took you long enough” He chuckled walking into your small apartment.

“Sorry.” You apologize.

Leading him into your room, he laughs out loud at how messy your room was. Although it may sound embarrassing, it didn’t bother you at all since you’ve already seen how messy his room can get. Rolling your eyes, you go back into your closet taking out more clothes that either didn’t fit you or didn’t suit your liking. Looking up, you see one last box at the top of your closet. Curiously, you tippy toe up and reach for it, you hands barely grazing the side of the box. You jump up a little and still couldn’t reach it. You turn around lips pursed together as you look at Namjoon with pleading eyes. He laughs before walking over and grabbing the box for you.

“Geez, What’s in here? Rocks?” He asks as he sets the heavy box on the floor.

“Hmm, let’s find out” You reply, sitting down on the floor and opening the big box.

Your eyes widen as you realize that it’s a box full of your old high school things. Namjoon sits down next to you grabbing your senior yearbook.

“Oh wow I haven’t looked at this in so long” You thought out loud, as Namjoon flips through the pages.

You recall memories you had in high school to Namjoon, mostly about old friends and teachers. Suddenly he turns to the sports and clubs section of the yearbook and notices you in almost all the clubs and sports.

“Wow. Cheer captain?” He marveled.

“Yeah....”

“I’m guessing you were really popular back then. How many guys did you date?” he asks curiously.

“None.” you smile.

“Wait. How many exes have you had?”

“None”

“So--I’m your first boyfriend?”

“Yes. Namjoon. You are my first boyfriend”

He chuckles to himself as he wraps an arm around you and kisses you on the cheek.

“So looks like the nerdy guy gets the beautiful cheerleader in the end”

Jin / Kim Seokjin - You are a famous idol part of a rising girl group from a small company almost unheard of. After the release of your debut song, your group gained so many new fans that you felt the need to do a vlive to interact with your fans. A few months before, as trainees, your group got the chance to meet BTS. Giving you guys encouraging advice on your upcoming debut, at the time, you’ve gotten close with Jin. The connection you two had, was indescribable. Soon after, you and Jin started a relationship, that only grew stronger as the days turn into months. When he publicly announced your relationship, the backlash was almost unbearable, making your company second guess the group’s debut date. Luckily another scandal bigger than your relationship with Jin sprouted making everyone turn away from your relationship to focus on other news. When your group debuted the song, it was almost as if all the hate turned into love, as your groups follower count gained more and more.

So here you are sitting in front of your iPhone camera, and answering questions being sent in from your fans.

“Hello everyone! Thanks for joining me today while I eat my dinner” You say into the camera, pulling out a bowl of jajangmyeon.

Putting some of the noodles into your mouth, you keep an eye on the live comments as people commented on how cute you looked. You smiled with cheeks filled.

“I’ll be answering questions now, so send in your questions!” You announce as you stuff your mouth with more noodles. Reading some of the comments, you notice a bunch of “Will you marry me’s” and “I love you’s”.

Smiling, you put up a heart, “I love you too!” you say.

Going through as many questions as you can do, one comment sticks out to you.

“Is Jin the most handsome boyfriend you’ve ever had?”

You smile widely, blushing at the thought of your boyfriend.

“Of course he’s the most handsome boyfriend I’ve ever had, because he’s the only one I’ve ever had”

The comment section over-flooded with cute reactions. Mostly fans fangirling about your relationship. Suddenly, Seoyeon (One of your group members) rushes into your room hold up her phone to your face.

“Yah! Y/n, Sunbaenim’s on the phone!” She exclaims handing you her phone.

Taking the phone from her, you put the phone on speaker, getting closer to the camera.

“Yah! Jagi, Of course I’d be your first boyfriend! You were waiting for someone as handsome as me to claim as your first.”

Suga / Min Yoongi - Late nights with Yoongi was a typical thing for the both of you. You thought instead of parting Yoongi away from his music, maybe you should just join him at the studio. After the first couple of nights, it became a routine, for you to go to Yoongi’s studio right after work. One night after work you picked up some coffee for the both of you and immediately went straight to the studio. Walking into the room, Yoongi spins around on his chair facing you.

“Were you expecting coffee? Cuz I originally wanted to surprise you with this.” You laugh lifting up the cardboard tray.

“No,” he started “I just needed you”

Smiling, you place the coffee on the side table and walk over to Yoongi giving him a soft kiss on the cheek.

“I need your help with something” Yoongi said with a soft smile.

“What do you need help with?” You ask curiously.

“I’m stuck with this one song I’m working on. It’s about a break up, and I feel like there isn’t enough emotion in it.”

“Yeah?”

“When you and your ex broke up, how did it feel? Did you feel any kind of hurt? Was the hurt painful?” He asked

“Oh,” you say shyly “Uhm, I’ve never had a break up”

“I should’ve expected that you were the heart breaker” He sighs chuckling.

You start to blush at his assumption.

“No... uhm I’ve never been through a break up,” you stated “ever.”

Yoongi’s eyes widen in shock.

“So that means?”

“You’re my first boyfriend.” You smile shyly, as you pull on the sleeves of your hoodie

“Wha-- How? You’re one of he most beautiful girl’s I’ve ever met. Other guys must’ve fawned over you”

“Well...Maybe I didn’t like the other guys”

J-Hope / Jung Hoseok - It was one of those days where you and Hobi would stay at home and do absolutely nothing. You and Hoseok were sitting on the couch watching TV when your phone started to ring. You get up from Hoseok’s side and walk over to the counter to reach your phone. Looking at the number, you tilt your head to the side, not knowing who it was. Answering the facetime call, you see your old friend Doyoon pop up on the screen. You scream in excitement, frightening Hoseok in the process.

“Doyoon! It’s been forever!!” You exclaim

“I missed you too Y/n” he replies smiling at you.

After hearing a deep voice reply, Hoseok rushes over to your side curious to see who you were talking to. Engulfed in your conversation, you didn’t notice Hobi walking toward you, until he wraps his arms around your waist.

“Oh! Hobi, This is my old friend Doyoon” You say showing Hoseok the screen.

“Is this your boyfriend?” He asks

You nod, smiling.

“Y/n and I have been friends since we were in high school. You should’ve seen how the guys worshiped her, she got asked out left and right,” he laughed “Even I asked her out!”

You feel Hoseok tighten behind you.

“But she always rejected everyone! You’re a lucky man” He laughed

You smile as he loosens up. Hoseok lets go of your waist and goes to the kitchen to grab something to drink. You and Doyoon continue to talk, as Hoseok listens quietly.

“You’re modeling now! I saw your photos in a magazine not too long ago!”

“Yeah I’m living the dream! Anyways I have to go, my manager’s calling. I’ll talk to you soon boo-boo”

As you end the call, you see Hoseok leaning against the counter looking down at his drink. You walk around and stand behind Hobi, wrapping your arms around him.

“What’s wrong?” You ask, leaning your head against his back.

“I don’t understand why you picked me for your first boyfriend” He sighs

“Why would you say something like that?” You questioned, frowning as you let go to face him.

“Your friend. He’s a model.”

“Hoseok, I couldn’t date him even if I wanted to. Besides I don’t want to be with him, I want to be with you”

“Y/n  you are so beautiful, it’s a miracle that you actually said yes to me. Why wouldn’t you want to be with someone who’s as good looking as you are, like Doyoon?”

You roll your eyes.

“Because he’s gay.”

Hoseok’s cheeks burn red as walks over and hugs you burying his face in your shoulder as he laughs in embarrassment.

“I love you too Hobi” You laugh.

Park Jimin - After visiting your home town, You and Jimin were on the train heading back to Seoul. While you were there, Jimin learned more about your childhood and where you grew up. The second you stepped off the train, you bumped into many of your old classmates, who revealed to Jimin your soaring popularity in high school. Upon hearing this, Jimin was shocked to find out that he was your first boyfriend and questioned how lucky he was to have such a beautiful girlfriend like you. Here you both were sitting side by side on the train back home enjoying the last few hours you had together before going back to the busy city and back to the busy schedules of reality.

Suddenly a random man probably a couple of years younger than you appears by your side, smiling widely. You shift uncomfortably in your seat.

“uh...” You say awkwardly

The guy gasps. You notice his ears starting to get redder and redder by the second.

“You look just like a fairyyy,” he started “Will you marry me?”

Your eyes widen in embarrassment.

“Oh...Uhm I’m sorry, I don’t know who you are” You say in the most polite way you can.

“Oh gosh. You actually said something to me”

Almost immediately, someone you assumed was his friend, pulls him away apologizing as they walk in the other direction. You quickly turn to Jimin. Your face heated.

“Did that just happen?” You ask confused.

“Trust me, I can’t believe you’re talking to me either” he laughs.

V / Kim Taehyung - It was midnight. You and Tae have yet to fall asleep so here you both were sitting cross legged in front of each other on your bed. You two started off talking about your day at work, but soon after that you talked about almost everything. As soon as you started a new topic about politics, Taehyung groaned falling over to his side and laying on your bed. He takes one of your pillows and props his arm on it, leaning his head on his hand.

“I don’t wanna talk about politics, that’s what old people talk about.” He whined

He sits up again, scooting even closer to you.

“Let’s play 21 questions” he suggests.

“Tae,” You laugh “You already know everything about me”

“Not everything!”

“Fine” You sigh in defeat. “You first”

“Hmm,” He chirped “If you could have any name besides your own what would it be?”

“Uhm...maybe (whatever name you like) because I like the way it sounds” You replied

He smiles, nodding his head.

“Your turn” he says.

“What is something you want to improve on?”

“I want to improve on my drawing” He smiles.

You’ve seen some of his drawings and it always impresses you. How talented this man is, you never understood.

“How many boyfriends have you had?”

“One.” You reply casually.

“I know you were popular in high school! How can you have had only one boyfriend?”

Your cheeks burned a rose color, as you played with your hair.

“I didn’t date anyone in high school”

Taehyung’s eyes widened.

“Wait.”

“You’re my first one” you say hiding your face.

“Jagiyaaaaa” He says hugging you tightly, kissing the top of your head. “Why didn’t you tell me??”

“You didn’t ask” You laugh.

Jeon Jungkook - It was a nice day out. You and Jungkook decided to go out on a walk around the nearby park. Enjoying each other’s company, you two walked in silence. Hand in hand, you lean your head on his shoulder when you hear someone calling your name.

“Y/N!”

Looking up you see a girl around the same age as you running up to you two. You smile politely at her, not knowing who she is. Jungkook looks at you confusingly as you shrug at him, confused as well.

“Y/N!,” The girl exclaims “Hi! It’s been so long”

“Hi” You reply politely with a hint of awkward.

“It’s me! Jihyun, we were both on the cheerleading team in high school”

Your eyes widen as you remember Jihyun, she was one of the cheerleaders you were acquaintances with in high school.

“Jihyun! You look gorgeous! How have you been?” you say.

“I’ve been good!” she smiles, and glances over to Jungkook. Her eyes widen.

“Is this your boyfriend?”

You smile widely at Jungkook, as he pulls you to his side.

“Yes,” you giggle “He is.”

“Oh my gosh! I wish you were in the same high school as y/n and I,” Jihyun starts “She was soooo popular. Almost all the boys asked her out. She even got proposed to”

You feel Jungkook shift uncomfortably next to you.

“How did you get y/n to say yes?” She asked

“Huh?” Jungkook asked confused.

“Yeah! y/n would reject guys left and right.,” she beamed “She even rejected the most popular guy in school”

You look down, shyly as you feel the heat rushing up to your cheeks. Jihyun’s phone buzzes. She looks down at her phone and her eyes widen.

“Oh, It looks like I gotta go,” she apologizes “I hope we could meet up again y/n it was nice running into you.”

Jihyun walks the other way, waving as she left. Suddenly you turn to Jungkook with blushed cheeks. He looks at you adoringly, as his smile grows wider.

“Why didn’t you tell me that I’m your first boyfriend?” He asks.

“You never asked.” You reply laughing.

“So I guess that I’m better than the most popular guy at school”

-Admin Cloud