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kangaroo-sniper-imagine · 3 years

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Mercs who didn’t pay attention to their family trees

-I’m only doing a few mercs, cuz otherwise this would be huge-

Scout and Spy

When Miss Pauling introduced their newest recruit, The Thief, everyone was at least interested with the new blood. They were useful on the field; fast, silent, deadly, quickly able to steal the info case and dashing back to safety in record time. They were closed off at first, like many are in a new environment, but quickly opened up as soon as they were settled in.

The only person who didn’t quite connect with them was Spy (shocker). There was something about the new recruit that stuck him odd, something familiar about them that he couldn’t just put his finger on. The Frenchman’s son felt similarly.

“It’s like I already know ‘em; which is weird ‘cuz I’m dead certain we’ve never met before.”

It wasn’t until several weeks later, as the ten of you all were joined in the rec room, just enjoying each other’s company after a successful match. Jacque sat in the corner with Mick {not to derail but I totally think that they’re secret best friends who roast each other on the field}, both sipping at their drinks and idly talking as Jeremey sat with them, having a loud conversation with Jane from across the room.

Then they heard it. A deep, throaty chortle that was extremely unattractive, coming from across the room, coming from you

Both Jacque and Jeremy froze, the sound too familiar for it to be comfortable, eyes snapping to you, where you were wildly laughing with Travish. The Scotsman was sloshed and laughed along with your, his thundering laughter almost drowning out your own. Almost.

The sniper took a slow sip of his beer as he as well looked upon the commotion. He hummed in thought, and turned to the frozen spy. “Izzit jus’ me,” he drawled, gesturing with is beer can to you, “or do their laugh sound a lot like yours?”

Scout slowly turned to his father, rage in his eyes, but all Spy could do was watch you laugh that awful laugh. His brain slowly connected the evidence, memories of 20+ years ago invaded his mind, a dalliance with a woman who looks shockingly like you, the nose that you share with him and Jeremy, your strange obsession with your appearance, and most damning of all; the shitty laugh that you’ve seem to inherit from Jacque.

With a deep breath, the Frenchman stood up, determined to get out of the room and hide in his abode so he could scream in peace, but the sudden influx of the realization, rather, caused him to faint.

He awoke, what he assumed, several hours later, in a familiar camper bed. In his peripheral, Jacque could see Mick smoking a cigarette and reading a newspaper with one hand, a mug of coffee in the other. Without even looking up to confirm that the Frenchman was awake, the sniper spoke.

“Your kids are right pissed at you, mate.”

Jacque cursed.

Heavy and Soldier

Pauling was ecstatic to introduce more help, probably under the impression that this person to pick up the slack the other leaves so that her evenings won’t be filled with killing and covering up murders and thefts. Some young thing with a thick, almost indiscernible accent who spoke rarely and quietly. You were called the Electrician, for your… odd choice of weaponry.

Your gun was one of your own design, one you were very proud of, that rather than bullets shot out electrical charges, either stunning your opponent to help assist another teammate in a kill or give off a charge so intense it kills. You spent most of your free time in your assigned work shop improving your gun’s design and creating new weapons.

More than once, the team would hear a loud scream and the sound of a loud thud, only to come and find your door blown wide open and you stuck in the adjacent wall, hair shocked to stiffness and a new white streak added to your hair. Needless to say, you kept the team on their toes with your eccentricities. For some reason, your antics made Mikhail exceptionally worried. It was a weird knee jerk reaction he had, something that hadn’t flared up since he was younger, watching over his sisters.

About a month after your arrival, Jane caught you in his raccoon infantry pen, cooing over the animals that flocked to you. It was the first time he saw you smile since you’ve gotten there, and the first time he’s seen you out of your combat gear, now you wore a too large tee shirt and denim shorts, toes in the Arizona sand, scratching the chins of the furry animals. Deciding to try his luck, Jane approached you with a bellowing welcome, startling you, but you greeted him back regardless.

Jane noticed how much you liked watching the raccoons play with each other, but noticed you looked sad too.

“What’s the long face for, private?”

Your face pinched. When you spoke your words were slow, not used to English. “They have… family. I do not.” With a heavy sigh, you tried to elaborate. Jane didn’t mind waiting for you to collect your thoughts or your thick accent. Years of hanging out with Travish and Ludwig extremely sloshed had taught Jane patience in regards to others when they’re trying to speak an unfamiliar language.

“Mother was from… Russia? But father was from Norway, and mother went to there with him. When mother and father… died,” Jane’s heart twinged at the way your face fell, “I do not know how to find mother’s family in Russia, and father had no family in Norway. So I stay in Norway.” A beat of silence passed as you scratched the head of a curious baby raccoon that strayed closed to you. “I stay alone.”

Jane busted out crying, pulling you into a bear hug and vowing to be your surrogate family for as long as you want. He made it his mission to figure out who your family is. The first thing he did was write down the name of your parents, fully planning on hunting down your relatives after some good old fashioned American bonding.

Just as he was about to reunite with you after grabbing a baseball form his room, the American ran into Mikhail, who seemed pissed off

“You touch Sasha?” He accused, one large finger jabbing into the soldier’s chest. Jane couldn’t find it in himself to get mad at the accusation, he was a man on a mission to cheer up a sad kid and no angry Red was gonna stop him.

“No time,Sputnik! There’s a sad private who needs a moral boost and a good old game of catch!”

Rage quickly turned to confusion, then mild understanding. “Electrician is sad?”

Soldier gave a speedrun version of your sad backstory, even going as far to show the names of your parents to the Heavy. The Russian surveyed the sheet and he sighed. “That is not how name of mother is spelled.” He informed.

Jane scoffed. “And how would you know?”

Mikhail threw the American an unimpressed look. “Because family name is mother’s name before marriage.”

There was a second of realization.

“... is it a common last name?”

“... nyet.”

“... you might want to call your mother to confirm something.”

“... Heavy just might.”

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The next morning, Mikhail knocked on Jane’s door so early in the morning, the vet wasn’t even awake yet already doing his morning exercises.

The American looked up blearily to the Russian, one hand scratching his buzz cut head.

Mikhail looked grim. “Heavy call mother. Mother says that Electrician’s mother is cousin to her.”

Soldier mulled over the information. “So… your mama’s cousin is Private Zappy’s mama, so that makes us-

“Makes ME second cousin.” Mikhail insisted.

With an air of smugness, Jane flashed his left hand, displaying a wedding band. “Then I’m their second cousin in-law.”

Mikhail grumbled in annoyance and rolled his eyes, complaining in Russian. “Right. Sister Zhanna’s big mistake.”

With a sense of new found energy, Soldier stuck his chin up high and began marching towards your room, seemingly not aware that he was in only a pair of his tighty whiteys.

Mikhail sighed again but followed Jane regardless to tell you the news of your newfound family.

Medic (italics is German cuz lets be honest, who wants to translate all that)

After months of complaining to Pauling, asking for more on field medical help, upper management finally relented and hired a new mercenary, some bright young thing going by The Nurse.

You were studious, and compared to Ludwig you were very tamed. You saw this opportunity as a job to perform and not a way to finally experiment legally on people without getting arrested the way Ludwig does. You took your work seriously, dutifully dressing every wound, handing out pain medication, assisting Ludwig in his surgeries. You certainly helped lessen his work load during battle, helping with minor injuries so that the doctor could focus on his Ubercharge and on more serious injuries.

You two were professional to each other; despite showing you weren’t exactly sadistic you never chastised Ludwig for his somewhat cruel experiments, and you were always respectful to him and everyone else around you, which is something that impressed him (considering how noting the rest of the team is).

One day while experimenting on Heavy, you solemnly standing next to the doctor with your face covered like the good little health professional you were, the Medic fuzzed in German, adding, “I need a bone saw.”

Without him translating, you turned to your side and snatched the instrument off the tray, passing it to the doctor.

After a moment of thought, Ludwig spoke again. “You speak German?”

“Ja, I am from Germany after all.”

The russain’s rib finally took the blade and now was slicing easily. “What a coincidence. Which part?”

“Munich, but I left while I was very young when my family moved.” After another brief pause, you add, “I actually wanted to become a nurse because of Munich.

Ludwig didn’t mention that he, as well, came from the same city, rather, he decided to prod you and learn more. It was so rare to meet someone he could have a conversation in his mother tongue with.

“What in Munich made you want to become a nurse?” Reaching into Heavy’s chest with a scalpel, Ludwig began to sever the arteries attached to the heart.

“The University. My family lived nearby, and seeing the students come and go made me want to join them… actually a relative went there. My family was very proud of him and I wanted to go with him, but, ah, I was only a child.” Without being asked, you held out a silver pan that Ludwig deposited the heart.

The doctor started the timer, watching the mutilated chest cavity, waiting for the oregano to regrow due to his most recent experimental ‘medicine’. “Hmm, which relative?”

“Oh, my father’s brother’s wife’s…. something.” You replied idly, fetching a notebook and pencil to record the time. “Nephew or cousin’s nephew or something. It is a distant relation. Lost his license though.”

“Really? How?”

“He removed someone’s skeleton if you can believe it.”

Ludwig’s fist clenched so hard that the stopwatch broke. Dammit, now he has to start the experiment all over again.

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miss-kittys-magical-library · 3 years

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Someone Saved My Life

(Jack x Rin Davies, Pt 1)

Word Count: 3600

Warnings: nothing just intimacy, implied sex and a bit of angst thrown in for funsies

A/N: Jack takes Rin to the Yorkshire Moors for their first holiday together. After all they've been through together, they could use the time away. And yet their first night ends with the arrival of an unwanted guest. ((Totally didn't plan on writing anything let alone another story for the two of them. Was going to try to work on an Ivan story, but I tossed around this idea for months now, and it just felt right? Self indulgence is my new name when it comes to writing!))

Things weren't always perfect between Jack and Rin. Jack had days where he slipped back into isolation. The sadness would swell and he wouldn't sleep. Rin knew those were the times he was surrounded. Overwhelmed. And while he mostly ignored the dead, she could feel when they simply refused to ignore him.

They would come in droves and scatter about any room Jack was in. Crammed together like sardines in a can all shouting for messages to be passed to the living. Sometimes Rin would give him a wide berth, the death and decay crawled along her own skin. She would dress with every inch of her skin covered and attempt to sleep alone while Jack banished himself to the sofa. Those nights resulted in him exploding with anger and shouts of desperation to be left alone.

The guilt would wash over Rin. They're a couple, she would remember. Partners. Not just lovers and friends. You take the worst of one another as your own, and she could ACTUALLY do that for Jack. Letting him be was not a choice anymore, no matter what he believed.

Rin would go and gently talk Jack down into her lap. His thick mass of waves and curls against her bare thighs would be sweaty. He would curl on his side with a hand under legs instead of his cheek. His other by his mouth so he could anxiously chew on the already devastated thumb nail. She knew his eyes would be jammed shut.

Rin would brush the curls off Jack’s forehead with fingertips. Fingers that traced delicate and light patterns over his temples and cheeks where they wiped away tears as she hummed. Her thumb soft along his lips before they ran back up where she would press her index, middle, and ring finger into his temple. Then she would sing and fill his head with warmth and love to bring the light instead of death.

“Someone saved my life tonight..” And Rin would look up and around at them all. Her voice came out soft and full of affection. She would narrow her eyes in their direction. Silently chastising them all the while comforting Jack.

His body relaxed as she continued, “You almost had your hooks in me. Didn't you dear. You nearly had me roped and tied. Altar bound, hypnotized, sweet freedom, whispered in my ear. You're a butterfly, and butterflies are free to fly. Fly away..” Her hand would sweep in a wild gesture along the lot of them. He would be asleep, and she would be alone with the shock of the departed that they had another to see them.

As long as Rin connected with Jack he wasn't alone in his ability. They discovered that with Finch. Jack was the conjurer; Rin the conduit. A hundred years ago they would have been rich in the spiritualism movement. Now they were labeled mental and mad and stuffed full of chemicals, their gifts silenced.

Never again for either of them, Rin would hold back the dead so her love could sleep and get peace. When she interfered the protection emanated from her. They would stop shouting, stop begging, just.. stop. Rin would flick her hand like she was casting a powerful spell, her eyes set in determination. Then they would be gone.

Then there were times like this. When Jack closed up his shop with a sign that said “I'm on Holidays. Dunno when, I'm almost thirty and this is my first one.” He put himself and Rin on a train up to Yorkshire where they hailed a cab to what was theirs for the next month.

Rin gazed in delight at the two story stone cottage. It was covered in ivy and moss with a carved stone fence and a picket gate. There was a little English rose garden off to the side of the house, and wildflowers simply everywhere else. In the hills beyond stood grazing cattle and a pond. Behind the hills of Yorkshire.

“Oh, Jack,” it was just a breath that managed to escape her.

“D’you reckon it's alright?” he scratched his shaggy head. There was worry in his green eyes as he glanced towards his partner for approval.

Rin’s eyes met Jack’s, and she slipped her ungloved hand inside of his. Their palms together, she squeezed. “This is stunning,” she hoped to reassure him. Her gratitude and pleasure flowed from her body to his through her touch.

Jack had just bent to kiss Rin when someone interrupted them and cleared their throat. A feminine voice shouted, “Yoo hoo! Hello!”

The couple turned to see a stout, round faced cheerful old woman in the garden. She wore a wide brim straw hat, an old dress and an apron. Rin was reminded of a human Mrs. Potts as the elder smiled wide.

“Aren't you a delight!” she beamed. Making her way to the gate she stopped. “I'm Mrs. Barrow. My husband, Henry is round back in the barn. Oh it's been AGES since we've had newlyweds.”

Jack's cheeks pinked, but Rin giggled. “No. We're not married.”

“Oh, sinful little doves.” The old woman winked. “By the looks of him, I can see why.” She fanned herself dramatically and Jack now turned red. He scratched at his head even harder whilst his eyebrows disappeared in his hair.

“This is Jack, and I'm Wren. But you can call me Rin! Are you the caretakers? Is this your house? We're on our first holiday together.” The words tumbled out of the young woman before she could stop herself.

“Oh no, little Wren. Henry and I..” Rin had let go of Jack's hand to shake Mrs. Barrow’s. The moment she let go, the old woman disappeared. Rin gasped and turned to her boyfriend.

“She was telling us she and her husband did live here. Died from the Spanish flu a hundred years ago.” Jack gave a little shrug, but a tiny grin had crept into the corners of his mouth. “They love it here so much, neither moved on.”

Rin reached for him, and his hand covered hers. The old woman reappeared. “Sorry, Missus. I didn't know?”

She laughed heartily in response, “Sometimes Henry and I forget we're dead. Never had someone who could see us before. Let alone a couple. The moors are full of ghosts, mostly long gone. None of us here for a bother, especially since your beau here looks exhausted. Just popped in for a bit of cheek and a greeting. If you need us, give a shout ok?” Then she was gone.

“Why can't they all be like that?!” Jack almost shouted his question.

“Maybe we should move up here where they've had time to get used to it? The ones in Manchester are all.. fresh and selfish and confused.”

Rin pulled Jack towards her for a kiss. His tongue teased her for the briefest moment before he picked her up and carried her in his arms towards the cottage.

“What are you doing?!” she squealed.

“Dunno. Little biddie thought we’re married,” he leaned in to kiss her a few more times. He waggled his eyebrows, “Might as well act like it.”

“Jack, we just got here!”

“I've been ready since we woke up. We’ll have a shag then go out to the pub for a few pints and some fish n chips.”

“Romantic,” Rin rolled her eyes as Jack opened the door around her.

“Oh, you love me!” Jack set her down in the foyer then playfully slapped his girlfriend on the ass.

Rin jumped and bolted up the stairs before he could catch her. “I do!” she called down to him. “What's that vow? Till death do us part?” She started to strip her clothes off to her bra and panties. Her finger made a come here motion before she disappeared around a corner.

Jack's face fell, but only for the swiftest of moments. “Even then you wouldn't be gone.”

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Rin snuck out of the bed as she so often did after they had sex. Mostly because it was the soundest Jack ever slept with his long limbs stretched out as if she wasn’t there. Or he would envelop her in his arms without a choice. And even though she understood Jack's desire to be with her constantly, sometimes Rin felt smothered.

Now she stood at the foot of the bed to watch Jack's breathing as his sternum rose and fell with a steady rhythm. He laid on his back, arm above his head in a languid position. The sheets barely draped across his hips to reveal the V shape of his pelvis and just a tuft of pubic hair. Rin’s eyes kept going until she felt her heart between her thighs and not in her chest.

“Go take a bath,” her brain scolded her. “Wash off the train and sex before you go out for dinner. You stand here any longer, you'll wake him up by straddling him.”

Rin’s body wavered. I mean, that was an idea. “BATH, ADERYN DAVIES!” At least her inner monologue didn't use her middle name.

Rin closed the door and turned on the hot water. She was lost in thought as it filled. How she and Jack developed a willingness to share their bodies with one another in the light. That she relished how their chests and mouths and skin dissipated into reciprocated emotions. Jack was addicted to it the way she could absorb him and switch places with him. Show him what it was like to be her. Empathy became his heroin.

Rin climbed into the tub and settled against the porcelain. She relaxed her mind and body until only her breasts remained afloat. She never took a bath. Not since her time in hospital when she and Jack met. Where the dead tried to drown them. But she and Jack saved each other.

Maybe because they were nearing the three year anniversary of that awful time, but Rin thought about it more these days. She held her hands above the water and ran her scarred fingers over the further damage she had done to herself. The long jagged line from her wrist to forearm. Usually she wasn't quite THAT bad off when she tried to commit suicide, and even now she couldn't remember what was her trigger that day.

“There's not even a word to describe how bloody melancholy suicides are when they come ‘round,” Jack would say. “Maybe desolate?”

“Did you ever try?”

“Not that I remember. Didn't wanna upset Emma. Always seems so messy. Guess maybe I was doing it slowly though, the way I lived. We're ok now, right?” he would ask and kiss her hand.

“We're diamonds, Jack,” she would respond, "Unbreakable.”

Now Rin knew he was in the doorway. It was hard to sneak up on her if you gave off too much emotion. Currently Jack was as warm and comforting as the water she floated about in.

“You alright?” his sleepy voice carried a trace of concern.

Rin looked up and back at him, her fingers still on her scar. “Yeah! Just thinking about us. This.”

The air shifted. A wicked grin played across Jack's face as he walked around the side of the tub. His naked body in full view. Rin’s face flushed and her heart raced, but she kept her composure on the surface as he stepped in to join her. His hands on her waist drew her into his lap. She threw her arms around his neck as they held onto each other tightly. Jack pressed his lips to Rin’s neck where he kissed a trail down over the curve of her shoulder.

“Jaacckk,” she whinged. “Come on I was sat here having a think, and you’re like a teenage boy with this!” She tried to hide a moan when he bent her back to capture her breast in his mouth. “Bless,” was her response.

“I can't help it!” he teased from between them. “I have so much lost time, and you’re so bloody sexy.”

“Will you put that thing away!” Rin’s voice was louder, but still had laughter in it. “C’mon Jack. This should be sweet and romantic. Somehow you always turn it into a porno.”

“I can't help that my,” Jack pointed his finger towards the water and whistled, “likes you. Loves you? Always wants to be in you.”

“Cock, Jack. It's called a cock. Shouldn't it be used to me by now? It's been almost a year.”

Jack stopped teasing Rin. He looked at her seriously now. Those green eyes seemed to search her soul as they moved back and forth over her face. “One year?”

“Yes.”

“I can't believe I had forgotten you all the time between..” his voice trailed off.

“It's ok,” Rin spoke softly.

Jack turned his bottom lip out, “Now I'm sad. So we should shag in this bathtub, then I won't be!”

Rin groaned for a long time after that. “No!! Sex in hot tubs or bath tubs or pools isnt the best. Water is a shite lubricant, trust.”

Jack pushed her away and feigned disgust. “Have you shagged in them before?”

“Once or twice.”

“With Roland?”

“What?! No! I told you we only had sex once. Then he left LITERALLY the next day. Why are you so weirdly jealous of him? It wasn't my first time. I've been with loads of men.”

Rin sat back again on her side of the tub. She reached for the body wash on a shelf, and started to use it on her arms and chest. Her eyebrow arched as if she was trying to challenge Jack to get angry at her sexual history.

Jack pulled his knees to his chest. “Are you hoping I get pissed that you've had sex with other guys? Of course you have, you're beautiful. Roland is just so.. Roland.”

“Fair play, but he has a gift like we do.”

“Ghosts and music. Worst super powers ever,” he mused.

Rin opened her arms and motioned Jack to settle in between them and her legs. He turned and laid down with his back completely pressed into her. She kissed his cheek then gestured for him to tilt his head back with her finger under his chin. Jack obeyed with his eyes closed.

Rin cupped water in her hand and poured it over his hair. She repeated the process a few times before he sunk down under the water. She marveled at how long his hair was when wet or straightened. At how long his arms and legs and torso were as he held on to her own knees that were drawn up around him. At how far he had come from the man drawn into himself high, on psych meds, with dirty fingernails and rough cheeks. Now he was open and present and relaxed in her arms.

“Birdie,” Jack started calling her that out of a desire to give her some kind of nickname. Love and darling and babe weren't enough.

“Jackie?” only Rin got away with that. She put some shampoo in her hand and lathered them together in front of their bodies before she dove into his hair.

“You're making me sad thinking about how poor I was when we met. You know, passing it from yourself to me without meaning.”

“What?” she was concentrating on massaging Jack's entire head. Her light fingers made circles and gentle scratches. Then they widened and she drew bigger circles. She didn't want to leave out one inch of his scalp.

“You're body, it's pressed to mine? You're passing along your thoughts without noticing because we're relaxed. But also, please keep doing that. Holy shit that feels nice.”

Rin kept on. She alternated from soft to a little harder to as much pressure as Jack allowed. He gripped her calf and ankles now wrapped around his waist. She used her thumbs to stroke his temples and rub across his forehead before going back to knead the rest of his head again.

Her attention back to reality instead of just on making sure Jack was cared for, she realized what had happened. “I'm sorry! Sorry. I can block it if you want?” She separated her body from his and unwound her legs. Jack held on.

“It's fine,” he reassured her. “Just let me mind your body too?”

Rin snickered, “You minded my body for about an hour already.”

Jack gave an annoyed smirk and rolled his eyes. “I mean like this!” he gestured towards her washing his hair.

“You can wash my hair. That would be lovely.”

“Why don't I..” he stroked his chin. Jack's eyes settled on the stuff she had spread out on the sink. “Shave your legs?”

“Blimey,” Rin whispered. “Really?” Her heart took to pounding in her ears. She eased him down into the water to rinse everything from him clean. “Jack that's very..”

“Intimate?” he was already standing to carefully choose what was her razor and shaving cream. He held them in her direction for approval.

“Actually, yes.” Rin nodded, “And yes. This is really different from shaving your face, y’know. I've got to trust you completely because that is a new blade, and I always nick a damn patch of skin.”

Jack sat back down in the water, placed the razor on the edge of the tub and lifted Rin’s ankle. He pinioned her foot to his chest and bit his entire bottom lip. She felt exposed, made vulnerable by this position. He was looking at the half of her naked body just below the water’s surface. The can of gel faltered as he shook it.

“Jack! You're shaving my legs, not my twat. Eyes on what you're doing!” Rin snapped her finger to catch his attention.

“I can do-”

“Keep speaking, and no sex for two days.”

Jack frowned but sprayed the soap on her shin. He spread it around from the ankle up to her knee before trying to go higher. Rin held up her hand, “Only strippers and sex workers shave that high!”

He snorted and continued on the back of her leg and made sure to get the back of her knee. She was especially ticklish there and jerked her body and giggled as a result. They both could be in trouble: Jack with a sharp object; Rin with the ability to kick him in the sternum if he wasn't careful.

“Better luck if you're facing away from me. You have to shave with the blades towards my knee. You best sit back against me like before.”

“Or,” Jack held the razor backwards with the head towards his wrist. His thumb on the grooved grip as he placed it delicately by Rin’s ankle. The handle was awkward in his large fingers as he took it gingerly and with the utmost of care upward. The blade made a path in the cream as he moved it up to her knee.

Rin inhaled as he did the same gesture again. She exhaled when the razor met her kneecap. Steady breathing with each swipe along her leg. The tip of Jack's tongue stuck out from his lips as he concentrated. He worked and focused and shifted her calf just enough to get the sides and the back. The only sound in the bathroom was the splish of water when he cleaned the blade after each path.

“Oh,” was all that left Rin’s mouth the entire time. Her eyes never left Jack's face while his own refused to break away from her leg.

“You alright?” Jack finally looked up at Rin just as he was getting a start on her other leg.

Rin shook her head with enthusiasm. Now her turn to bite her bottom lip before a giant smile crawled from ear to ear. “I'm grand! I love you.”

And just like he always did when she said that, Jack looked sheepish. Like he still couldn't believe that any.one would love him let alone a whole family of them. Rin. Emma. Billy. Jerry. They all loved him without condition.

“I love you too,” Jack smiled in kind. It reached his eyes in wrinkled skin in the corners of them. He made his way around his girlfriend’s other leg and realized something had grown inside of him. He was starting to care for himself.

So this is it, Jack thought as he finished shaving Rin’s legs, I think I love myself?

Before he could say anything the doorbell rang downstairs and scared the shit out of them both. They scrambled to their feet and started to dry off in a harried way. In the bedroom, they threw on clothes as the bell rang out again with more insistence.

“Can ghosts ring?”

“No! Not usually. BLOODY HELL WE’RE COMING!” Jack shouted as he rushed down the steps. He turned the light on in the foyer and opened the door. Rin couldn't make out anything but Jack’s shocked voice. “What the fuck are you doing here? You're two weeks early, mate.”

“She.. I should've.. Wren.. I lost my..” the words were broken up by Jack's body.

Rin made her way down and peered around Jack's shoulder. A tired, swollen eyed man stood on the front stoop. His hair was a curly mess; his goatee and mustache looked like a positive fright. She could tell he hadn't been sleeping much. It was the first time Rin had seen him alone in the last year. It was the first time Rin had seen him in PERSON in maybe seven in spite of all his promises.

“ROLAND?!”

Both he and Jack turned towards Rin and shouted simultaneously, “Surprise!”

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pupa-cinema · 4 years

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Tanabattalion☆Returns Analysis (七夕リアン☆リターンズ考察)

By Sekihan via https://lineblog.me/omedeta/archives/9380720.html. ~~Reading the Lyrics~~ I see. I don’t understand ‘em at all🤔 Let's review them bit by bit then, shall we. 'At my side you were when you said “Do you know what Chikuwabu is?” Today marks 2 years of nights we’ve spent together like this I really hope I’ll be able tell her...' Ah, so it’s a song about a couple. Yeah yeah. “Chikuwabu” is buzzword for ‘Oden noodles’ that only people from Kantou know, so the girl asking the question must be from Kantou. Meaning her boyfriend, the main character, must be from somewhere other than Kantou, yeah that makes sense. It’s like their 2nd year anniversary together then or something like that. Yeah yeah. 'I stub my pinkie toe on the edge of a cabinet It hurt so much I got sent into shock, I kicked the bucket’ I see. The main character dies. 'I’ve tried to tell you my feelings 100 times before, but still after all this time I still left them unsaid' So he wanted to tell her something in the intro (on that special day) but... This clutz of a main character went off and died before he could say it. What a clutz. The number of attempts he’s made at telling her this important thing is.. exactly 100 times. He keeps track huh, he’s quite the feminine main character. So his 100th attempt also ended in a failure. Yeah yeah. 'Let me stay with you Come wake up my cold corpse (body)’ A sudden twist into horror. Even after death he still wants to stick with his girlfriend. He wishes with all his heart: Enough to turn into the walking dead. Kinda like Colin🧟‍♂️🧟‍♀️ 'I won't die, I can’t die Because I love you My 101st confessionI pray it reaches you The Sanzu River, the galaxy’s rivers of stars I’ll push through all of them just to see you Our bond holds even millions of lightyears apart A couple’s necromance, ah what a dumbbell' Wait this is ‘Monday 9’. So the writer just wanted to reference this, I bet. “I won’t diee. Because I love you.” (✳︎'Monday 9' is the word for the dramas that air at prime time on TV https://wiki.d-addicts.com/Getsuku_(Fuji_TV), with the show '101st Marriage Proposal' among them. A notorious line from an episode is these exact words… After a character expresses their distress and terror of falling in love, another character runs out into the rain, almost gets hit by a bus, is safe by a hair, then wails them out at his beloved. Seki’s imagination recreated this zombie style.) On the night of Tanabata, do Hikoboshi and Orihime cross the galaxy that divides them. Once a year, this is the only time they can finally see each other. That’s the common conception of the legend of Tanabata. Likewise, the main character of Tanabattalion Returns.. crosses the galaxy’s river of stars, or more like the River of Sanzu, just to see his beloved. It’s truly necromantik. (A deadly romance). Ah what a dumbbell. (✳︎Dumbbell - Or the true word “baka-chin” is a diss coined by Takeda Tetsuya. In stories he told on his shows, his mother would call him ‘baka-chin’. ) '"I love you so much thatI could just eat you up🤤" This here zombie’s confession rehearsal' So it’s a joke based on the way Zombies are known for eating humans. That’s actually adorable. It’s not funny but still 🥺 I feel as if I’ve heard of this “Confession Rehearsal” thing before... 'I get dressed up from happy go lucky head to toe and head out My legs are dragging, will I make it in time…' If you’re gonna see your special someone then you gotta dress up, y’know. The reason it’s “dress up from happy head to toe” is because it's a reference to our band name Happy go Lucky Heads. (✳︎ The word “Dress-up” is “おめかしOmekashi” here. As the word has “Ome” in it just like Omedetai, Seki changes the Ome in the lyrics to be written in the same katakana way as the band name, instead of the standard hiragana spelling. Imitating the way the band Boyz || Men change every “to” in their lyric booklet to be written as “||”.

The main character... He died and became a zombie because he stubbed his toe so His ambulation is wonky, he can’t get much speed. Even though he needs to hurry up and reach her before the night of Tanabata ends! He’s in a pickle🥺 'I won't die, I can’t die Because I love you My 101st confession I hope it reaches you With my rotting brain I Considered and chose A bolt nut ring I hope it will look good on your finger' These lyrics are the same as the first chorus so I omitted some of them. (✳︎Here Seki uses the word “割愛” for “omit”… A word which has “愛(love)” in it. It has “愛” in it because it’s a bit more intense than a mere omission, it more leans towards “Force self to let go of something, even if don’t want to.”Seki's word choice is cute.) I got the idea for the engagement ring from zombies’ heads. A bold nut ring. Ahh. ‘Cause it’s the whole Monday 9 thing. Yeah yeah. So when he says “I hope it looks good on your finger” ... He must be fully committed to giving it to her.

'I won’t die, because I love you I won’t die, because I’m going to make you happy' For the recording I screamed this part of the interlude. The second line is still the 'Monday 9' thing. During concerts I’ll actually straight up tell a story here. What’s wrong with being a bit like King-Show. 🥺 I say it so fast, as if a guns to my head. So I need to put a lot of brain power into making sure it’s intelligible. 'July 7th, a sunny day I found you There, under the night stars shooting down, was the sound gunfire I’ve been shot in the head' "'Us staff searched long and far. Until at long last I found Her 🥺'" ↑This reference is unrelated. I just wanted to say it. (✳︎A notable line from this variety show). Now. On this Tanabata night, under the wide open starry sky, did he finally find her. The moment of truth to confess his feelings. His 101st attempt! I won’t die! Because I love you! I won’t die! Because I’m going to make you happy! (In other words: please marry me). He says! Even though he’s already dead! Alas... Instead of hearing her voice say “Yes” The last sound he ever hears is Her scream, along with the roar of gunfire. It’s said that zombies can’t die but With a headshot you’re certain to K.O. them. Just like “Shoot him in the head! (頭を狙え！)”(✳︎Seki writes it in English here then adds JP translation. Thanks Seki for being fluent in English). The classic phrase from zombie movies. Hey, who the hell shot him! Who! 'I won't die, I can’t die Because I love youThe bolt nut ring It hope it reaches you The Sanzu River, the galaxy’s rivers of stars I pushed through all of them just to see you Our bond holds even millions of lightyears apart A couple’s necromance, for now and forever more' If you think about it.. He’s a zombie right, It’s hard to tell if he truly has consciousness or not. So then what the hell was this all about?! You may be wondering but This is fantasy, fiction. Or... You may instead be worrying “Will he not be able to give it to her anymore...” The “I hope it reaches you” lyric holds true for this too. And as you may have already guessed, in the last chorus, as his consciousness is slipping away He sees a dream. In his dream I bet he’s succeeded in confessing to her. In giving her the ring. If he was still human this would be considered homicide,It would be a bad-end but He’s a zombie soIs it a bad-end Or a happy-end..Which.. For her, who’s still alive, and for him, who's a zombie, This is how it has to be. Though it’s impossible to know what’s truly right but. Anyway That calls it for my explanation of Tanabattalion Returns. The title is reference to Return of the Living Dead 3. My favorite of the Living Dead/Battalion series. (✳︎In Japan the title of the series was localized to ‘Battalion’ and the 3rd as 'Battalion Returns'! This is because zombies come in such huge armies, my guess is this conveyed the sheer volume more concisely to the JP audience.) This is probably the first ever love story about a zombie and stuff like this, right? IDK but. The guy who wrote this song is gonna try his best to write lyrics that’re easier to understand from now on. Promise.

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eldritchsurveys · 4 years

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Why did you last feel like crying? >> When I checked my bank account because I was trying to decide whether to get HBO Max or not, and I discovered that my stimulus check is coming on Wednesday. I’m just really relieved, lmao. Had just about resorted to convincing myself that I wasn’t going to get one at all. But now I can get some stuff I need but can’t normally afford!

How long ago and why did you last feel infuriated? >> I don’t remember. It probably had to do with people making noise.

Do emotions control you or do you control your emotions? >> Er. Well, here’s the thing -- on a good day, when I’m not having Symptoms Of Disorders, my emotions can be pretty manageable, or at least my management of them can feel pretty competent and compassionate. On the other days, my emotions can be a fucking game of Minesweeper where all the squares have mines in them. Except one. One square has 100 mines in it. The probability of stepping on that square is like 80%. So.

Do you keep your friends secrets/private information to yourself? >> Well, yes, if that sort of thing was shared with me.

What negative quality do your friends bring up the most? >> I... don’t think I’d like to be friends with people who have a habit of bringing up “negative” things about me.

What quality do you think you have that others don't think you do? >> I don’t know, I haven’t taken a poll or anything.

Do you often "jump" to conclusions? >> I mean, maybe. I don’t know how often I do it but it’s probably the average amount.

Do you find being alone with strangers scary, interesting or indifferent? >> That definitely depends on the context of the situation.

Do you think you know a lot about the world? >> No, because I don’t.

What about the world do you wish you never found out? >> ---

Do you know first aid? >> Not really, mostly because I’ve rarely had an opportunity to practice it.

Does the sight of blood make you feel sick? >> Not as a rule.

Does your first name have an L in it? >> No.

Middle name have a C in it? >> No.

Last name have a R in it? >> No.

Do your initials spell a legitimate word? If so, what? >> No, they don’t. But Sparrow’s spells “SAD” and that’s pretty funny.

The word above, does it have any connection to you at all? >> I mean, she is on antidepressants.

Do you prefer classic rock or nope alternative? >> Nope alternative???? I don’t know if that’s a typo or what but that’s hilarious to me for some reason. Anyway, I listen to both classic rock and alternative.

Do you like Kings of Leon? >> Sure. They’re, like... motel-grunge/motel-rock adjacent. (I can’t be the only person who’s made up that term, for certain kinds of bands. Like Queens of the Stone Age and shit. Sometimes Kings of Leon gives the same vibe, but... cleaner, I guess.)

How about The Script? >> Never heard of them.

Does crying make you feel better? >> Sometimes, but first I have to go through the hell of letting myself cry in the first place.

Do you know a girl called Becca? >> No.

How about a guy called Gregory? >> No. I almost said yes and then I realised I was thinking of Greg Hirsch from Succession. smh

Does someones background effect whether you'll be friends with them or not? >> Their... background? What kind of background are we talking about here?

How about their religious background? >> I mean, I don’t think I could be friends with a fundamentalist evangelical Christian. But most non-fundie versions of religions are okay with me.

If someone admitted cheating in a past relationship of theirs, would you trust them? >> ---

Do you drink tea and/or coffee every day? >> Nope. It’s almost warm weather time, so I won’t be drinking much tea at all until fall, unless it’s iced.

Did you ever want to be a cook as a kid? >> No.

How about a fashion designer? >> Yeah, I used to draw outfits and shit. I still think fashion is a fascinating industry but I want no part of it myself.

Do you wish that magic was real? >> I mean, no, not really. Also, like. I have Inworld. So.

What food would you love to wipe off the face of the earth? >> ---

Can you use a bottle opener? >> Sure.

Do you own a cheese grater? >> Yeah.

What time will it be in 38 minutes time? >> 11.06p EST.

What day/date will it be in 11 days time? >> The 20th of May.

Have you ever owned a pet fish? >> Nope.

Do you prefer fire or ice? >> I have no general preference. They’re both valuable.

Do you rap along with rap songs? >> If I know the lyrics, yeah...

When happy, do you become more talkative? >> Not necessarily. Sometimes I’m happiest in silence.

Bowling or sailing? Why? >> ---

What colour is your kettle? >> Black.

How about your microwave? >> White.

Do you prefer sitting in the front or back of a car? >> It doesn’t matter.

How about in a train? On the bus? >> I have a specific seat I like on the bus. Train, doesn’t matter. (On the subway, I liked sitting in the smallest seats so there’d be less chance of someone sitting next to me. Some of the newer trains have that one-seater that flips up, by the door? Love that seat.

Do you care about politics? >> Fuck no.

Obama or Bush? >> Well, that’s this survey dated.

Blair or Brown? >> ---

When did you last cook something from scratch? >> I don’t remember.

What things make you jealous? >> ---

Are you offended easily by non politically correct language? >> I’m not easily offended, period. Most things I recognise aren’t meant to be taken personally by me, specifically. But obviously I’m leery of the usage of incendiary language -- I’m not going to hang out with someone who throws around racial slurs or mocks people for having feelings about words meant to hurt them, like, duh.

Do you think the censors/fcc go a bit too far or are just right? >> I have no opinion about this, especially not a generalised one.

Do you feel hungry, thirsty, sleepy or none of the above? >> I’m getting tired because it’s around my bedtime.

What's your I.Q? >> ---

What's your Mum's Mum called? How about your Dad's Dad? >> ---

Do you prefer crepes, pancakes or waffles? >> Waffles.

Do you have ice-cream in your fridge right now? >> I think Sparrow still has some in there. Oh, and I still have a few mochi ice cream balls.

How about chicken nuggets? >> No, just fried chicken.

Do you eat fish often? >> Not as often as I’d like.

Have you ever taken a martial art? Which one{s}? >> No.

Do you know anyone who is scared of you? >> I don’t know if anyone’s afraid of me. If someone is, I bet they’re not going to go around telling me about it.

What person who has died would you bring back and why? >> ---

Do you like watermelon? >> Eh. I don’t get the hype.

Can you remember the month of your first kiss? >> ---

Do you make friends easily? >> No.

What makes you different from everyone else? >> Nothing, dude. I mean, I obviously have differences from people I know, or people I might encounter, but not from literally every human on earth.

I give you a piece of paper. What do you draw/write on it? >> ...

What pictures or photos are up in your lounge? >> My what.

Do you like purple and white patterned things? >> Not especially.

Do you know anyone called Pipa? >> No.

I say purple, you think... >> Sparrow, because I think she’d paint the whole world purple if given half a chance.

What do you think is the most interesting thing about you? >> Just, you know. My existence.

Do you like being complimented or does it make you uncomfortable? >> It can make me uncomfortable because of brain shit, but I also appreciate it and will try to express appreciation instead of discomfort.

Does the description of your starsign correspond with your personality? >> No, because the language of astrology as used to describe a person is more complex than just wherever the Sun was when you were born.

Do you have a photo album? >> No.

What artists paintings do you find the most beautiful? >> *shrug*

What about the most disturbing? >> *shrug*

Have you ever gone to a camp or summer school? >> No. I did summer theater once and I’ve gone to day camps.

What was your favourite cartoon as a child? >> Johnny Bravo is the only cartoon I remember watching, tbh. I didn’t get to see a lot of television unless it was the boring ass shit (to a child, anyway) my dad watched.

What was your biggest fear as a child? >> Thunderstorms. Until I hit thirteen and then suddenly I just... wasn’t afraid of them anymore. Don’t ask me how it happened, I really don’t know. (It might have been more gradual than that, of course. Memory is unreliable, especially from that far back.)

Would you rather be able to fly or breathe underwater? >> Breathe underwater. So, you know, I could actually not almost drown for once.

What about invisibility or mindreading? >> Invisibility. I want nothing to do with other people’s minds.

Do you like what you see in the mirror? >> No, which is why I don’t look in the mirror unless it’s necessary.

Which stereotype do you dislike the most? >> All of them??? Stereotypes in general?

Can you remember all your past teachers names? >> I can remember more than I’d expect to remember, but definitely not all of them.

Do you like talent shows? Which ones? >> No.

Have you ever failed an important exam? In what? >> Yeah, I failed the English midterm and final in 11th grade -- well, I say “failed” but it’s more like “I got a zero because I literally turned in a blank sheet of paper”. I... was definitely struggling.

Do you find people taller than you intimidating? >> No.

Do you think you are better than people of a different country/background? >> Fuck no???

What's your favourite thing about your country? >> Dude.

What's your least favourite thing about your country? >> Sigh.

Who is your favourite bzoinker? >> I don’t have a favourite, I just use bzoink to find surveys.

What websites do you have bookmarked? >> I have a lot of websites bookmarked.

Do you use bows and ribbons to decorate your gifts? >> No. Well, I’ll stick a bow on a Christmas gift because why not, but outside of Christmas I don’t even wrap gifts. I might put it in a bag but that’s it.

Do you listen to the same type of music as your parents? What type is that? >> I grew up listening to soul and R&B and gospel, so yes, that’s all still part of me.

What TV show scared you as a kid? >> None.

Family Guy, The Simpsons or South Park? Why? >> Hmm. Well, I don’t really know anything about The Simpsons, but I’d probably like it better than Family Guy, and South Park is so hit-or-miss (with a lot of misses) for me that I can’t really deal with it anymore.

#surveys #survey #random survey

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cloudywithachanceofwatering · 4 years

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Plance au where it hurt

I warned you . I really warned you .

Also , the ending is rushed . Sorry , my patience is low . I truly am a failure .

Edit : maybe it wont hurt so bad

Plaance god tier au where pidge and lance hooked up in the club and pidge got preggers . Unfortunately , the child died under mysterious circumstances during the third trimester . Lance had been with her the whole time , so he tried his best to comfort her even when she pushed him away .

The next year , lance left to pursue his career in the garrison in hopes to forget his pain . Pidge had left to recooperate , unsucessfully . She ended up avoiding meds and fell into anxiety and depression . They avoided each others interactions because they felt like they were the reason the child died .

The following year , lance and pidge had met in the same club again . This time , they were drunk enough to hook up again for real sad sex . A lot of tears and love , but in the end it was a one night stand . The next morning , lance left the motel without telling her . He didnt want to hurt her any more than he already did .

After realizing she was pregnant after a month , pidge hit the road with little to nothing . All she had was ten thousand dollars from stashing money for her baby , most of which her parents and brother had given. Pidge decided to get a cheap van from the scrapyard , got a liscence for the car , ditched everything she had inside and with her little driving skills , went off to somewhere she didnt know . All she really had was a driving liscence to prove her identity . She hid it away .

In the end , she only had a five thousand left . Yes , this was a time where everything wasnt real . This is a fic . Do not take things too seriously .

She literally disappeared overnight - nobody really knew where she went . All they had was a bought cheap van to go off on . How far couldve she went , people asked . Shes just a child , everyone said , unable to find her within a twenty mile radius the next day .

Pidge had driven for days , trying to get to the rural countryside as fast as possible . She found a little village after being lost for hours on end on a obscure forest path - and decided she was going to stay .

The villagers immediately noticed her van . Soon , a crowd formed and when she stepped out of the van , they crowded around her like scavengers looking for prey . They spoke in french , oddly enough - a mix of it . Italian , french , spanish was what she heard all at once .

A red hair girl put up her fist , silencing the villagers . " Hello , " she spoke in french . " Can i have a house ? " " No , " the red haired girl said . " The only house left are in the fields . It is dilapitated . " " Then can i have it ? " The villagers thought about it , buzzing even louder for a while . " Yes . We can help you fix it , " pidge heard from a few people at the front . It seemed to be agreed .

The villagers buzzed around for a bit , discussing their next move . Eventually , they asked a old lady to take her in while they went to look for items to fix up the house with . The red haired girl , with a thick french accent , told her in english : " We will help you . Come with her , she will feed you . "

And oddly enough , it felt like home . Their hospitality - it mustve come from a lack of visitors and her odd way of entering , their curiousity - but pidge was too tired and hungry to be cautious . It was the best human interaction she had for days . The red haired girl proceeded to bring out her items for two guys to take int othe home of the old woman .

The old woman , she was called " old rosa , " had no name . So she took in the name old rosa . She could speak english fluently , although she tripped over her words a bit . " My dear , come and eat , the villagers will help bring in your items . I suppose theyll make your van a bit more hospitable for you . " " Where are you from ? You speak english quite well , " pidge had asked . " Britain , my dear . Although i dont know where . But i do have a postcard with a picture - me and my parents . Everyone says it is a place in Britain , the english folks did . It was a baby me . But now , i cannot remember for the life of me where i am from , my name , my everything . The villagers , they took me in . Incredibly kind of them , " old rosa told pidge fondly .

" Why have you come ? " she had asked pidge . " Because i am pregnant , and to run away , because my relatives will speak to me unkindly if they knew , and i did not want to disappoint my parents and everyone around me again , " pidge sighed . She crossed her arms , unsure if she made a good decision or not telling her . Old rosa simply smiled , wrinkles becoming even more prominent . " I have a child myself - she has a baby boy . She can help you , if you want . The doctor is her husband . They can help you , but they might get a bit too excited about a new baby , " old rosa laughed . Pidge giggled , despairingly remembering what lance said about her giggles and laughs . How cute and bell-tinkly they were .

Oh , how she wished he was here to help her , but only the crevices of her mind said . She had long pushed him away , for the sake of her sanity . Her eyes welled up a bit nonetheless , and she gently thumbed over her stomach . That day , she had woke up alone and cold - perhaos it was for the best . At least you didnt pay for the motel room , a tiny thought sparked . It didnt help much , but a shimmer of hope tugged at her heart . Maybe she could pull through , with or without lance .

Old rosa present a bowl of rice and two poached eggs inside . " I really couldnt do much - i just wanted to make something quick for you my dear . Besides , the resources man hasnt arrived yet . On sunday he will , and on sunday we can go visit him for food . Yes , we are self-sufficient , but the doctor needs items . The resources man is very kind . He gives us what we need for free . I think the government set aside money for us - very kind of them . "

Pidge quickly came to realize her chatter as she ate . She smiled , breaking the poached egg and deciding to mix it with her rice . Old rosa just kept smiling , talking on and on about everything . It felt so nice - like her brother and mother fussing over every little thing that happened to pidge every day .

Another flicker of sadness - how lonely she was . If only she had her family , her lance - no , not her lance . He was just a little crush . That is all . But homesickness struck - how far away was she from her family ? It was selfish of her to leave .

The red haired girl came back in . She spoke in their mixed language - " The van , we tried to make it more homely , rearranged items but kept in sight . You do not have much , so we gave you some blankets and a mattress and pillows and clothes . "

Yes , this wasnt home , but pidge could deal with it .

As the year went by , pidge quickly upholstered her van-home into a much homier place . She made a few good friends . Connor , the fabrics person , he was incredibly kind and sweet , came over often to check on her and drown her in soft wools and cashmeres of all colours . He felt oddly motherlike , perhaps because of his feminine preferances . Old rosa became increasingly motherlike too , taking more and more care of her . The red haired girl , osara , she made sure pidge had priority to make sire the baby would be safe , along with her .

Old rosas daughter , maybellina [ yes , maybelline the makeup brand however you spelled it played a part in this ] , was very kind and loving , like her mother . Her husband , tom , made sure she had checkups every now and then , sometimes popping over randomly to check on her .

Sometimes she would visit connor - he had a huge old castle as a house , his family hadi t for generations . Although he was lonely as the only one , it was fine by him . They were walking up a whole lot of stairs to his sewing and looming room thing , when he had abruptly asked : " Pidge , i was wondering , do you know someone called katie holt ? You come from somewhere else , right ? I have told you before , i study at the garrison . Someone called katie holt , she had disappeared . I heard her parents , her brother and his boyfriend , they have been searching endlessly . They do not know where to find her anymore , " connor said . Oops , yikers ! Haha , no good . Thats all pidges mind provided before shutting off .

So she just stared at him blankly , before connor being the huge softie he is , started blushing and buried his face into her hair , murmuring something along the lines of " im too soft for this . "

And that , my friends , is how the start of something more than a friendship begin . Perhaps pidges mind shutting off helped .

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Lance had firstly , freaked out after pidge went missing and secondly , spent his weekends trying to find clues of her anywhere . So when connor , the nice guy [ actually nice ] asked him what he was doing in the middle of class , he decided to just spill the beans for the sake of his sanity and his already sad heart . " She used to go by the name of pidge . Pidge gunderson . Shes the fu-ing cutest girl youll ever see , " lance had ended . Yes , he self censored himself . Connor was still pure .

Oddly enough , connors eyes seem to be interest at the name of pidge . And even more weirder , he asked lance to be his teammate for this science project on fabric tendancies . The garrison is weird , dont question it . So connor invited him to his home , which worked out well cause all weekend lance just went pidge mode . And he decided to pry more cause he seemed to know a bit .

So that weekend , he saw a girl with long hair that vaguely looked like katie holt . " This is a pidge i know , " connor said . And oh fuck , it clicked in his head - connor's brain shut off after realizing what he did .

Pidge had changed - her hair became longer , more fluffy . Lighter coloured too , from spending time outside . And the most prominent change - she had a baby . With curly blonde hair . And blue eyes .

In lances mind , he couldnt fathom why he had ever decided to leave the motel room anymore . And neither did pidge .

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In the end , everything ended with a flurry of kisses and love , before night struck , and the next morning lance had left again . He had to go to school , which was logical of him . So she didnt put it against him , just helped him get ready and said bye at the door , albeit sadly .

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The years went by . Her little dilapitated house was finally put together . What little she had , pidge tried to make the best of it . She slept with her two children to keep them warm .

Yep , child uno numbero two . I dont know spanish , sorry . I am trying my best on duolingo , though .

Connor still checked up on her , lance still asked about her . He was like the middleman . Poor guy had a affinity for both of them .

One day , lance showed up randomly with a nice suit and a sexy , sleek black car . " Pidge , your parents . They are trying to pry anything about you from me and connors cold , dead hands . Just go back to them , please . Im sorry i didnt have the heart to come visit . "

For whatever reason , it sounded so halfhearted for both of them . Maybe because lance didnt want to make her leave her home and talk to her about it . And they both knew it .

Pidge , she felt hostile .

So she made sure her children never spoke to him if he came .

The next time , he tried to coax her to leave with him to go home . Not happening .

The third time , lance got hella pissed , and started packing up their things . " Lance , why are you doing this ? I dont want to go back . "

And lance softened . " Because i want to take care of you . I finally found you , finally get to see my children , and i finally have money to take care of my family . "

Pidge dragged him out . " Ill consider it . "

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The next time he visited , pidge was ready to leave . " Ive said my goodbyes , said ill come visit . Dont let me down . "

The first thing they did was pack up her items . Put it in her old refurbished van , and while pidge drove his car , and lance drove her old van .

They went to the village , said one last goodbye , and with heavy hearts left . But something inside of pidge lightened . She was finally going home .

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Osara , old rosa , maybellina , tom , connor , they all came to visit pidge and lance when they got married . Their children - samantha for the older curly blonde and girasol for the younger straight black haired - were the little bridesmaids . How cute .

When matt and shiro got married , everyone came back again to celebrate .

Years went by . The village finally got internet , so lance and pidge got the occasional call , and called here and there . Connor and pidge and lance were still as close and cutesy as ever . They visited the village , watched it grow and expand . Helped pidges old friends out . They dragged connor out of a abusive marriage that firstly , left him with seven children , and secondly , a lot of freedom .

And life was nice . Even though pidges family were heavy pissed , they got over it within minutes and only had love left . Even when times got rough with connor when his family was slowly falling apart because of his wife , he managed to kick her out . Very nice .

And a lot nice things happened that lead them to a nice little marriage again , with a epic threesome . Yay for me wanting fluff ! Yay for connor , poor guy !

Fin

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I warned you , the ending was rushed .

Heres the original draft [ read for loss of braincells ] :

DURING HIGH SCHOOL LANCE AND PIDGE DID THE DEED , PIDGE GOT PREGGERS , LANCE SAID BYE AND SO PIDGE ENDED UP MOVING TO A RURAL AREA CAUSE SHE WAS SCARED HER FAM WOULD FYCKING HATE HER DUMBASS SO SHE PACKS UP AND GETS MONEY FROM WHEREVER SHE KNOWS OF AND THEN SHE JUST TAKES A BUS RIDE FAR FAR AWAY SOMEWHERE SO SHE COULD SAVE MONRY AND BE SELF SUFFICIENT IN A RURAL SHITHOLE AND ALL SO SHE LIVES IN A SHITTY DILAPITATED COTTAGE WITH HER KID WITH VIRTUALLY NOTHING LILE LITERALLY NOTHING ALL THE CLOTHES SHE HAS ITS FROM DUMPSTERS IN THE CITY AND THERES ONE FUCKING MATTRESS IN THE ONE ROOM AND LIKE A TABLE WITH TWO CHAIRS THATS IT BUT PIDGE SOMEHOW MANAGES TO WEASEL MONEY INTO HER FAMILY AND ALL AND ONE DAY LANCEP ULLS UP YEARS AFTER IN A FANCY FUCKING CAR AND SAYS HEY SORRY SHES LIKE NO FUCK YOU BUT LANCE COMES BACK THE SECOND TIME AND PIDGES LIKE KID DONT COME OUT IF THUS CUNT COMES BUT EVENT7ALLY THE THIRD TIME HE WRANGLES HER INTO HIS CAR BY LITERALLY TAKING THEIR SHIT AND SAYING YOURE MOVING AND HE ASKS HER KID TO FOLLOW HIM AND THE DUMBASS KIDS LIKE UH MOM LOL OK SO THEN PIDGES LIEK WHAT THE FUCK AND HE FORCES THEM TO HIS HOUSE SO THEY CAN LIVE A BETTER LIFE AND HIS KID WONT BE FUCKING UNEDUCATED AND UNVAXXED AND EVERYTHING AND HE CAN ACTUALLY MAKE IT UP TO PIDGE AND THAT PIDGE CAN GO HOME TO HER FAMILY SO PIDGES LIKE WHY AND HOW THE FUCK DID YOU FIND ME AND LANCE JUST SAYS HE SPENT FUCKING YEARS GOING FULL ON SHERLOCK HOLMES TO FIND HER DEADASS SO BECAUSE HER KID LIKES LANCE SHES LIKE FUCK OK SO EVENTUALLY THEY KISS KISS FALL IN LOVE BAM END YAAAAS

HWEN I SAID GOD AU I MEANT IT THIS HAS BEEN IN MY HEAD FOR MO N T H A

ANYWAY ELABORATING ON KISS KISS FALL IN LOVE HE GETS THEM A EPIC NICE HOUSE AND NEW CLOTHES AND SHIT AND CHECKS ON PIDGE AND HER KID EVERY FIVE SECONDS TO MAKE SURE THEYRE OKAT AND HE PLAYS WITH PIDGES KID EVEN WHEN HE HAS LITERALLY NO TIME LIKE HES WEARING FANCY CLOTHES AND HAS A CONFERNECE AT 3PM BUT ITS 255 AND HES STILL PLAYING WITH HER KID NADP IDGE HAS TO FORCE HIS DUMBASD TO LEAVE AND DO THE MONRY MONEY SO PIDGES LIKE HEY KID DO YOU LIKE PLAYING WITH HIM HAHA HES YOUR FUCKING DAD AND SHES LIKE WOOOAAAHHHH CAUSE SHES A DUMBASS KID SO DUMB KID LOVES LANCE RVEN MORE AND PIDGES LIKE I TILD HER YOURE HER DAD OKAY ILL GO COOK POTATOES NOW AND LANCE IS HAPPY HAPPY SO AFTER THE HAPPY HAPPY LANCE GOES INTO THE GUEST ROOM TO TALK TO PISGE CAUSE THATS HER HOME NOW AND THEY JUST DECIDE TO PUT AWAY THEIR UNDERLYING ISSIES FOR THEIR KID AND BECAUSE SEX MAKES EVERYTHING BETTER THEY HAVE SEX AND WOW LOOK PIDGES PREGNANT AGAIN FOR FUCKS SAKE SO LANCE TAKES CARE OF PIDGE LEGIT NOW AND GETS PIDGE A FUTURE JOB AFTER SHES DONE WITH CHILD OUT AND ALL SO ITS ANOTHER DUMB KID WHOOPIE WOWOWOWOWWO WHO FUCKING KNEW SO NOW HER FIRST KIDS LIKE TWO YEARS OLD BECAUSE THE ORIGINAL KID THAT SHE AND LANCE FUCKED WAS DEAD YEAH IT DIED BUT SHE WENT TO A CLUB AND FUCKED DRUNK LANCE AGAIN AND LEFT OR SOMETHING GOD ONOWS WHAT HAPPENED CAUSE LANCE SURE AS HELL DOESNT SO NOW PIDGE IS LIKE OH MAYBE HE ISNT A SHITBAG AND LANCES LIKE HEY HOT MARRY ME AND SHES LIKE LOL OK SO THEY KISSED KISSED FALLED IN LOVED

#plance #pidgance #voltron pidge #voltron lance #voltron #vld pidge #vld lance #cloudyhadachanceofwatering

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enchantingkittengaditor · 4 years

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The Fae | 6. This Is How We Do

POV: Maya

At around 10 pm I got a text from Simone that Tegan was out cold and to come to her room ASAP.

“How-how is she?” I say physically having to grab the side of her dorm door to make sure I could turn in time after running halfway across the school in six-inch heels just to check that my best friend hadn’t a) died or b) had another seizure or c) she did something neither of us would see coming.

“Hi. She’s fine she just exhausted herself using magic and transforming for the first time. Maybe just stay with her tonight to make sure she’s OK when she wakes up. You’ve got a big day of classes tomorrow,” Emily responded as I regained my composure and everyone else arrived behind me. “Oh Lady get off her bed she doesn’t like dogs and you’re meant to be with Sky. I’m sorry about that.”

“It’s OK. Tegan actually does like dogs and maybe sh’s just worried about her,” Simone said from the edge of Emma’s bed.

“Luckily for you Lady, Sky’s staying for a few days so you can stay here if you wan although Sky might not be too happy about that. But all of you should go to sleep it’s late and you have a Pixie class in the morning,” Emily said as she disappeared around the doorframe.

“Good night professor,” we all chorused as the boys started saying their goodbyes to their girlfriends or crushes.

“Good night girls and boys remember you have to leave in about 5 minutes if you want to avoid Grizelda and Saladin’s routine searches!” She shouted over her shoulder halfway down the hall already.

“She’s right boys, me and Tegan may have figured out how to use an old Asgardian spell to hide a kitchen but we can’t hide you from Grizelda,” Emma said moving toward the open door checking that the boys still had time to disappear.

“Couldn’t we just hide in the kitchen?” Will asked clearly confused from his earlier conversation with Tegan.

“No One and I mean No One goes into our kitchen to hide from Grizelda because she will find it and it has come in very useful recently. So no,” Emma shot at him before pointing her finger at the door telling them all it was time to go.

“See you all tomorrow. You have a self-defence class with us. Though we’ll probably be beating all of you in matches.”

“Thomas be glad Tegan is unconscious because she would physically fight you right now and you would not come out of that fight alive,” me and Simone said in unison glaring at him.

“Yeah right.”

“She’s been training with two assassins since she could walk, her godparents have saved earth from crazies and she knows how to break every bone in your body while naming it and knowing your bone density.”

“So conclusion, don’t fuck with Tegan.”

“I’d like to see her try.”

“Well, the good news is you can tomorrow buddy. Till then we should be heading back to the ship before Grizelda and Saladin find us here. Good night ladies,” Lachie stated, dragging a very unhappy Thomas away.

“Emma can me and Simone sleep here tonight? I just want to make sure Tegan’s OK,” I asked. I worry about her a lot, I always have ever since we became friends on her first day of school. Since her first seizure. Since she was first bullied. Since she left. But I know she doesn’t need protecting and she’d tell me to just buggar off she could deal with herself.

“No you two need to sleep and Tegan will be fine. I’ll see you in the morning. OK?” Emma said pushing us towards the door. “She has Lady and me and you’re next door if I need you. She’ll be fine Maya.”

“Fine, see you in the morning but if anything, and I mean anything happens let me know. I worry.”

“Sure just get some sleep, we have to prove the boys wrong in the morning after all. Goodnight.” Emma slammed the door in our faces as we turned down the hall to our room.

“I’m sure she’ll be fine Maya.”

“I know she will be, but last time this happened she wasn’t. I scared me shitless as a little kid and I don’t want her to go through that again.”

“Come on let’s go to bed, time flies when you’re asleep.”

“Life is soup and I am a fork,” Tegan announced as she placed her plate on the dining room table in front of me.

“What the hell does that mean?” Marketa questioned her while I laughed at her feeble attempt at humour.

“It means that I for one want Natasha to take me out under a pierogi moon.”

“She’s attempting earth humour here, which is bad,” I said swapping my blueberry muffin for Tegan’s chocolate chip one without her caring.

“Ok after me translating that, what’s on the schedule for today Alexa?” Simone said looking at Tegan.

“Haha very funny. The time you spent making that joke you could have been studying for your American History test. Other than that we have at Alfea, Pixie something, self-defence, History of Magic, Transfiguration, and finally study hall. In Boston, you have Geometry, American History, Music, English, Chemistry, our regularly scheduled Maddie and Dodger weirdness, PE, Study Hall, and then Health. So you need to utilize study hall here.”

“Your memory is so weird.”

“Good now that we’ve established that we should really be heading to the courtyard, we have to meet up with the teachers in five minutes so grab your food ladies we have travel plans.”

“How do you know any of this stuff?” Estelle stated looking shocked that Tegan could hold that much information in her mind.

“I read the syllabus. Now we should go,” Tegan said I could see she was still the same girl that would have panic attacks if she was late so I got up and grabbed my bag ready to go giving Estelle and Marketa a look that read ‘follow her or else, bitches’.

“Fine, let’s go.”

“Today Ladies we will be going to Pixie Village where hopefully some of you will bond with pixies who will help you. Each pixie has something they are in charge of like each of you. Bonding with your pixie is like love at first sight and cannot be forced. If you don’t bond with a pixie don’t worry it isn’t the end of the world, and you will when it’s your time. Now remember to have fun and remember to learn about pixies,” Roxy said as the plane landed outside of the village.

As we started down the ramp to the ground to walk the final distance to pixie village I spotted three pixies racing toward the town square of pixie village but sadly they didn’t see Tegan and she didn’t see them while she was rooting around her bag for something. They collided with her causing them to fall to the ground. Tegan then realized what she did and tried to catch them but only managed to catch one of them. A pixie about 9 cm tall with blue and purple hair and a pink dress.

“I’m so sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going. Are all OK?” She said placing the pixie back on the ground through the expression in her eyes she didn’t want to let her go.

“We’re fine. I’m Zaria, pixie of the mind and creativity,” said the pixie Tegan had caught.

“Speak for yourself Zaria, I think - I think I met my fairy.”

“Emma.”

“Cindy.

“Mischief.”

“Candy.”

“I love candy.”

“I love mischief.”

“That was weird,” Tegan said helping all three of them up off the ground.

“And I am Mira, the pixie of friendship. I can see that you two have a very strong bond and I hope that we can have one half as strong.”

“Me too. I’m Maya fairy of fire.”

“Congratulations, girls you three have already bonded with pixies, now you can just spend time getting to know them and let them get to know you,” Roxy said as Tegan pulled out her sketchpad and meds from her backpack, continuing to walk towards pixie village with Zaria on her shoulder.

“What would anyone we knew in primary school say if they could see the real pixie hallow?”

“I don’t know but I do know it’s not called Pixie Hollow. Fine. I don’t know maybe with a panic attack?”

“Girls, meet our pixies. Piper, Maria and Aphrodite,” Estelle stated pointing at the pixies near her, Simone and Marketa.

“You girls have 5 minutes before we have to get back on the plane. Your pixie friends are going to be coming with us and you all have a lesson with the boys from Red Fountain,” Roxy shouted from the plane.

“You seem like you have something hidden in your brain, a block of some sort,” Zaria said to Tegan causing her to frown as we walk toward the plane.

“Why do you say that?” I asked her.

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I Know The Feeling

God fucking damn it, this is the 4th time I'm having to write it, Tumblr is being such a bitch this week. But I love you, Theseus.

English is not my first language.

Not British, I hail from India.

It had been nine months. Nine months since Queenie went over to the Dark Side for love. Nine months of frantic searching by Tina, aided by Newt (they had finally become romantically involved). Nine months of denial by Jacob. Nine months since Leta had sacrificed herself. Nine months of wrath and depression by Theseus, whose nightmares plagued him every single night, he had been so close, he could've saved her, he could've had his fianceé with him in his office right now, smirking at him as he got ready for an interview with a candidate for Deputy Head Auror. But he had been too far away and far too slow and so he was alone.

He had loved her, despite or maybe because if her dark past. And he had lost her.

°°°

'Oh Morgana's saggy tits!' You thought most improperly but you felt it was quite appropriate considering you were facing the door to the rest of your life. Alright, maybe that was a tad dramatic but the gossip you'd heard about the strict, capable, young and handsome Head Auror was going to be one intimidating interview.

There was also the fact that you held a tiny grudge towards Theseus Scamander who everyone attracted to men had a crush on because when he was a seventh year (and a Prefect and a Seeker) had your Crup (a dog like creature resembling a Jack Russell terrier) sent back home when he found you, then a mere youngling of a first year, playing with it because only cats, toads and owls were allowed at Hogwarts. It was a barmy and most discriminating rule but no matter how much you argued against it during all your years at the magical school, it was all in vain. But at least your protesting had let you meet- never mind.

But seriously, just because he got your dog (who was now in the throes of old age) sent home was no reason to hate him. Much.

Making up your mind to have a bit of the courage Gryffindors were so praised for and to not say a single syllable about the old Crup, you knocked on the door. Hearing a deep, sultry voice say "Come in", you walked in the tidy, dark panelled office.

Your first thought when you saw Theseus Griffin Scamander (headcanon) was 'Jesus, Mary and Joseph' even though you weren't Christian. This was because the man in front of you was positively delectable-tall and fit, broad-shouldered with dark but sparkling blue eyes, curly but gelled hair in a dozen shades of brown, and with a smattering of freckles across his cheeks and nose.

Then 'Do not have an orgasm.'

Then 'NO DOG TALK'.

"(Y/N) (L/N)?" He asked with a curious look- probably because he was wondering why the odd stranger was looking at him like he had the head of a bull instead of a normal human one.

Do not talk about the Crup.

Do not have an orgasm.

No dog talk-

"You sent my Crup away."

Why am I even here if you never listen to me?

"Pardon?" He asked, bewildered and a little bemused because of your sudden blush.

Do not explain, it'll make you seem cra-

"I, er, see, when I was a 1st year and you a 7th, you sent my dog home because he wasn't allowed at Hogwarts." You bit your lip, drawing his attentive, blue gaze to your mouth.

Oh well, conscience. Appears that I'm about to break your other rule as well.

He frowned and suddenly his brow cleared. "You're the Crup firstie. Merlin, you were such a shrill, chubby thing them. You look really marvellous now." Realising what he said, he blushed the colour of his house. To cover up his blunder he said, "I tell stories about your every Christmas, you know."

"Exhilarating." You deadpanned. "Just what I've always wanted to be known as- a shrill, chubby Crup obsessed firstie."

After a bit more of stuttering and ice breakers, he got started on your file and looked impressed. "Quite qualified, O's in all subjects except an E in Potions and -" He smirked and made you go weak in the knees but you smirked yourself. "A D in Divination."

"Couldn't help it." You shrugged. "I fell asleep in every class and once dropped a Dungbomb in the old coot's tea. I'm lucky not to get a Troll."

"Well, thankfully you don't need a Divination degree in the Auror sector." He smiled and that resurrected every single almost-skeletal butterfly in your stomach.

After a bit more talk about Hogwarts and your five year long Auror career, he leaned back and started, sternly. "I want an honest answer, (Y/N). Why an Auror?"

Heck, you were hoping that he wouldn't ask that. Nevertheless, you answered instantaneously, in a dead calm voice. "Grindelwald."

His face hardened and steeled. "Elaborate."

"My partner-" Your tone made it clear what kind of partner you meant "- was brain washed and recruited into his side. Couple of months in, (preferred gender) woke up and realized (preferred gender) was too soft for it all and wanted out and-" You didn't finish but merely shook your head, trying to keep your tears at bay. "I was 20 and (preferred gender) was barely 22. I wake up everyday wanting to kill the murderer and then sleep somehow every night, regretting that he isn't dead or wishing he was." You spoke venomously.

Raising your (H/C) head to look at Theseus, you were surprised to not see any semblance of putting in his handsome features but only determination and.... understanding.

Belatedly, you remembered that his fianceé Leta Lestrange too died in Paris because of Grindelwald.

He exhaled and the expression in his blue eyes made him seem older than he was.

"I know the feeling."

Maybe that was partly why you two forged such a strong friendship. Why after 5 months of camaraderie, he asked you out. Why after four months of dating and a near death experience, he asked you to marry him.

"We're in war, (Y/N) and, and as much as I'd like to avoid another Leta and you'd like to avoid another (ex's name), the love I have for you is stronger. When I saw that spell hit you....and I realized it was a green one, I was dead sure that I'd kill myself if it turned to be what I thought and you were dead. I can't live without you and I don't want to. I know it's early...and I don't have a ring but-"

"Yes, of course. It's yes, Thes, yes! It's always going to be yes."

'And that's why-' Theseus thought as you lay next to him on your wedding night, hearing your exhausted, even breathing and smiling, 'I fell in love with (your gender).'

'And that's why-' You thought as you lay next to him on nearly every night since, hearing his shallow, tired out soft snoring and smiling, 'I love him.'

Thank you to @jordsie for your stories and your comment, it made me stay up till 1 o' clock here to finish this story and make sure it's actually posted properly. Love your fics and hope you tolerate this.

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1112lw · 5 years

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Every question!!

SDFFSDFG DAM OK SIS

LONG POST AHEAD IF U LITERALLY WANNA KNOW ME PERSONALLY JUST READ THIS LMFAO

1: Name: Arche/Jupiter, my close friends know my real name so!

2: Age: High school has just been done so try to guess

3: Fears: Heights, oral presentations, the dark

4: 3 things I love: Drawing, men- concept art n stuff like that

5: 4 turns on: Oh here we go- uhh thighs, messy hair? when they give u The Look or when they. say things i will not talk about here HHGBDF n uhhh Arms 👀👀

6: 4 turns off: weird macho attitude, overly confident bullshit, being selfish and fuckboys in general

7: My best friend: not sure what this means but my bff is named Daphnée n i love her and ive known her my whole life so

8: Sexual orientation: homosexuale

9: My best first date: :))))))) as if

10: How tall am I: sigh. I’m 5″4

11: What do I miss: sometimes i miss the feeling loved ig

12: What time were I born: 12:19

13: Favourite color: pink!

14: Do I have a crush

15: Favourite quote: My senior quote!! “if what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger, I’m telling you I’m immortal”

16: Favourite place: well? my room ig? I like my yard too

17: Favourite food: ugh ramen,,,korean dishes are TASTE as fuck but i also like classic ass spaghetti so like lol

18: Do I use sarcasm: does it look like i dont

19: What am I listening to right now: dr.phil LMFAO

20: First thing I notice in new person: Hair and eyes!! also how they laugh

21: Shoe size: Like. a 7-8 in women’s 6 in men’s

22: Eye color: Hazel/Golden yes bitch let me be special

23: Hair color: it’s either dark brown or golden brown idk

24: Favourite style of clothing: bruv its either kpoppie fuckboy or uwu skirts pastels

25: Ever done a prank call?: no i have anxiety

26: Meaning behind my URL:

27: Favourite movie: rise of the guardians and HTTYD

28: Favourite song: Comeback Home (BTS cover)

29: Favourite band: looks in the camera i dont know nan molla huh

30: How I feel right now: I’m fine im hungry

31: Someone I love: shoutout to my babeys in my server ily

32: My current relationship status: Single(tm)

33: My relationship with my parents: theyre fine ig just a bit tired

34: Favourite holiday:

35: Tattoos and piercing I have: Ear piercings? that’s it

36: Tattoos and piercings I want:

37: The reason I joined Tumblr:

38: Do I and my last ex hate each other? I sure hope not?

39: Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts? A bit ig?

40: Have I ever kissed the last person you texted? Literally no

41: When did I last hold hands? Like last Friday

42: How long does it take me to get ready in the morning? 20 minutes

43: Have You shaved your legs in the past three days? no i havent shaved in like months

44: Where am I right now? in my room, in quebec, canada

45: If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me? bitch i sure hope my friends would

46: Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level? fuck my ears

47: Do I live with my Mom and Dad? yeah

48: Am I excited for anything? yeah? yeah

49: Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to? ig? always

50: How often do I wear a fake smile? just at work tbh

51: When was the last time I hugged someone? not long ago i cant tell but my friends r cuddle monsters so

52: What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me? i havent kissed anyone so

53: Is there anyone I trust even though I should not? lemme think uhhh no not rlly im not dumb

54: What is something I disliked about today? i woke up n i thought i had school lol

55: If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be? oh john cock i want to be ur best friend

56: What do I think about most? i daydream 24/7

57: What’s my strangest talent? uhhh i can put my thumb behind my hand?

58: Do I have any strange phobias? trypophobia, if thats “weird”

59: Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it? depends on what the video is, mostly behind

60: What was the last lie I told? idk answering to my deadname

61: Do I prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online? online

62: Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens? I slightly believe in ghosts? also aliens GOTTA exist so

63: Do I believe in magic? i think!

64: Do I believe in luck? yeah

65: What’s the weather like right now? very pretty i filmed a video outside!!

66: What was the last book I’ve read? L’Étranger d’Albert Camus in french class

67: Do I like the smell of gasoline? yes my dad’s a mechanic

68: Do I have any nicknames? a lot a lot

69: What was the worst injury I’ve ever had? bitch @ my birth #neverforget

70: Do I spend money or save it? i have 40$ in my name right now

71: Can I touch my nose with a tounge? no

72: Is there anything pink in 10 feet from me? yes highlighter

73: Favourite animal? cats or otters

74: What was I doing last night at 12 AM? FBISDFD NO WE DONT TALK ABOUT IT

75: What do I think is Satan’s last name idk he can have any last name he wants!!!

76: What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it? everytime i start hearing “waiting for you anpanman” or “i just wanna go home” 👀👀

77: How can you win my heart? aaahh. be a twink. b fashionable. b funny. cheesy. pls romance me like a npc in the sims 2

78: What would I want to be written on my tombstone? s(he) died smh

79: What is my favorite word? cunt is SUCH a satisfying word

80: My top 5 blogs on tumblr? oh great uh honestly cant be fucked

81: If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say? please have brain. PLEASE

82: Do I have any relatives in jail? i sure hope the fuck not?

83: I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power? either invisibility or mind reading

84: What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on? ahaaa “what are your intrusive thoughts”

85: What is my current desktop picture? my lesbian sims getting married LMFAO

86: Had sex? no

87: Bought condoms? no

88: Gotten pregnant? NO

89: Failed a class? i think yeah maths last year

90: Kissed a boy? :(((

91: Kissed a girl? no

92: Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain? no

93: Had job? I have a job rn so

94: Left the house without my wallet? yeah when i go to school

95: Bullied someone on the internet? define bullying?

96: Had sex in public? virgin squad

97: Played on a sports team? yeah

98: Smoked weed? no ew

99: Did drugs? no ew

100: Smoked cigarettes? NO EW

101: Drank alcohol? yep

102: Am I a vegetarian/vegan? no i’d die

103: Been overweight? i’m twig

104: Been underweight? i think i was underweight when i was young? i was very Small

105: Been to a wedding? yes very long boring

106: Been on the computer for 5 hours straight? bruh. everyday

107: Watched TV for 5 hours straight? probably?

108: Been outside my home country? ONCE

109: Gotten my heart broken? TWICE !

110: Been to a professional sports game? yesss canadians game!!

111: Broken a bone? no

112: Cut myself? not technically

113: Been to prom? SOON SOON SOON SOSOSNSBFSHDD

114: Been in airplane? once

115: Fly by helicopter? i am not rich bitch

116: What concerts have I been to? noneeee- WAIT NO MARIE MAI

117: Had a crush on someone of the same sex? not sex but for the purpose of pretending i have a penis yes plenty

118: Learned another language? yeah!! i learned english, i almost learned spanish and i’m trynna learn korean now

119: Wore make up? i try!! but i’m not super good

120: Lost my virginity before I was 18? not 18 yet but it’s goin that way

121: Had oral sex? as if

122: Dyed my hair? i wishhh

123: Voted in a presidential election? I WISH THE ELECTIONS R ONE MONTH B4 MY BIRTHDAY

124: Rode in an ambulance? nope

125: Had a surgery? yes at a week old

126: Met someone famous? i think yes but i was super small

127: Stalked someone on a social network? define stalked?

128: Peed outside? yes

129: Been fishing? YES

130: Helped with charity? i think? we do volunteering so

131: Been rejected by a crush? not directly

132: Broken a mirror? no

133: What do I want for birthday? boyf......boy..boyff

134: How many kids do I want and what will be their names? oh man uhh maybe 2-3, i dont know their names yet honestly

135: Was I named after anyone? MY DAD NAMED ME AFTER A FUCKIN CLIENT HE MET. as for my actual name now I named myself after my fav video game character. lit

136: Do I like my handwriting? yeah!!

137: What was my favourite toy as a child? bitch hot wheels

138: Favourite Tv Show? hells kitchen,,,,judge judy,,,anythin like that

139: Where do I want to live when older? honestly i wish i could just live in japan or tokyo, or new york? but i will most likely end up in montreal

140: Play any musical instrument? i used to play the clarinet last year!!

141: One of my scars, how did I get it? the one on my knee, i scratched my desk with my knee

142: Favourite pizza toping? my dad makes AMAZING sea food pizzas,,,

143: Am I afraid of the dark? a lot

144: Am I afraid of heights? A LOT

145: Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad? idk prolly? im a bit of a goody two shoes or however u spell it

146: Have I ever tried my hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end: dont we all

147: What I’m really bad at: organizing my anxiety n shit i get overwhelmed

148: What my greatest achievments are: finishing high school

149: The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me: honestly has to be that time someone dug up my vent post about being dysphoric to try to say i hated myself with some dumbass DySphorIa Is SelF HaTRed argument

150: What I’d do if I won in a lottery: pay my parents’ debt off, buy 284223$ of BT21 merch, pay my whole college/uni and transition

151: What do I like about myself: idk i like how i literally do not give a fuck anymore and ive learned to love myself instead of trynna care

152: My closest Tumblr friend: @peptobismol-official @ace-landofthesun @dorkalisious and ana but idk her @ anymore :((( ana pls

153: Something I fantasise about: we dont talk about that

154: Any thoughts on the paranormal?: lit. please stop crawling in my ceiling !

ok now that u know my whole biography. go doxx me ig. bye bye

#Arche.txt #asks #ask #long post

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teddystrap · 5 years

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[神なる君と] Spirit duo - Yuzuru

Hmm I think the recommended order of the routes is: Narumi -> Yuzuru -> Yakumo -> Rei (-> Mikoto). So I kind of spoiled part of Yuzuru’s story by doing Yakumo first. But I wanted to do the two osananajimi routes one right after the other to get a good comparison. Also this route proves why Yakumo will always be my hero, even though he himself doesn’t feel confident enough to fulfil the role.

-Ninokami Yuzuru-

Yes I know your name is spelled with a 「づ」 not a 「ず」, but ‘Yuduru’ just sounds incredibly stupid to my English-speaking brain, so...

Yuzuru is the president of the student body and Yakumo’s close friend and classmate. It was revealed in Yakumo’s route that several hundred years ago, he saved a Takekiyo ancestor from being a human sacrifice by giving him a medicine that brought him back from the dead - thereby extending the curse to the kid’d descendants. Now here we get the full story:

Yuzuru was once a God (his surname ‘Ninokami’ is a dead giveaway), he came to earth and befriended a child (Yakumo’s ancestor). Later he found out that the child would be sacrificed to prevent the Great Demon’s curse, so he tried to persuade him to run away, but the child refused. So in the end the villagers got their sacrificial ceremony, and Yuzuru stole a forbidden medicine from Heaven and brought the child back to life.

For that he was punished, stripped of his godly powers and banished to earth as a demon. A blizzard started happening around the same time that lasted many years and claimed many lives (by famine), and the humans totally thought it was his fault for saving the boy (even though he did it after the fact so there was no conflict). The villagers locked him up in a dungeon and tortured him for many decades. At first he believed that the boy he saved would come and rescue him, but he gradually lost hope, and finally when the boy (now an old man) came to save him, he had already reached misanthropy level 900...

As part of his punishment, he is supposed to perform community service on earth and accumulate enough karma to restore his godly powers and return to Heaven. So he’s been happily (well, deep down angrily) doing that for a few hundred years, until Sakuya and co. came along. Early on in the route, Sakuya was confronted by the baleful spirits who died during the famine, who asked her to avenge their death by killing *a certain demon* (ahem *Yuzuru*).

Not knowing who they are talking about, she went to Yuzuru for help, and ofc he refused. So then she went back to negotiate with the spirits and they started attacking her like crazy. Yuzuru saved her and healed her, using up all his karma in the process, so now he has to start over from zero. He decides to start a new life, so he erases everybody’s memories (yes he can do that) and disappears without a trace.

The next day Sakuya goes to school and enters the *Twilight Zone*, because nobody knows/remembers ‘Yuzuru-senpai’, and there’s no record of him ever existing. Finally she found Yakumo who also remembers the poor bastard. Yakumo speculates that those closest to him have memories that are too strong to be erased by his memory-erasing powers. They hold a group meeting to try to find him, but in the meantime time is of the essence because even their memories are fading...

Yakumo-nii-san totally came to our rescue in this route ｯ(ﾉω･､)ﾟ.+°

Sakuya goes to Mikoto for help, and he takes her to the Ancient God who placed the curse on Yuzuru. For some reason the Ancient God takes the form of Yorihito the stone hound with evil eyes and has a disembodied robot voice. But anyway. The Ancient God tells her Yuzuru’s whole history, and she decides to return his act of grace by helping him return to Heaven.

She eventually finds Yuzuru and latches on to him like a stage-5 clinger because she’s scared he’ll disappear again. Then, with the help of Aki and Fuu-san’s tools, she goes back to find the baleful spirits and successfully sends them off to be reincarnated. This drained a lot of her powers and she fell sick for a while, until Narumi notices something is wrong and her life is at risk.

She goes back to the Ancient God, who tells her that the bad energy from the spirits is slowly eating away at her, and she will die in a few years - unless Yuzuru gives up all his supernatural powers to heal her, and becomes a regular human. So she doesn’t have to die, and he can stay on earth with her. Two birds with one stone, how convenient, you can’t make this stuff up... except Otomate totally did rofl XD.

(Also somebody probably should’ve told her this stuff before she went and saved those evil spirits huh.)

All this talk about the impenetrability of Fate is frankly kind of ironic in a ‘choose your own ending’ visual novel.

So Sakuya doesn’t want to keep Yuzuru from returning to Heaven. She tries to come to terms with the fact that she’s going to die... when Yuzuru found out about all this from Narumi, and decides to give up all his powers to save her. He takes her to a hilltop on hoshimatsuri night and gives her the Kiss of Death Life.

In the good end he gets a job after graduation at the same government agency as Aki and is responsible for watching over the peace of Mikagurayama. He asks Sakuya to move in with him (she agrees ofc), and they get married after a few years. (She also gives him a badly knit scarf but whatever.) I didn’t make enough save states so I couldn’t get the other/bad endings, but tbh I don’t think I’m strong enough to handle a tragedy, after everything that this route has put me through...

[Thoughts] Honestly this route is the most emotional one for me so far, I felt like I really went through an entire relationship in this short span. The common/early events were a riot. I love the back-and-forth exchanges between them - you get some of it in Narumi/Yakumo’s routes, but since they were already close to her to begin with, the later contrast/transition in the interaction is not as great.

Normal couples finish each other’s sentences, but soul mates finish each other’s tsukkomi!

In a lot of ways I felt like Yuzuru really pushed Sakuya to her limits. In Yakumo’s route she was trying to be an emotionally responsible adult, but here she’s giving her best in everything she does - whether it’s working at his store or helping out with the student government events. Also Yuzuru is the only one who’s able to force her to study lol.

And ofc the grand gesture she did risking her own life to send him back to Heaven - she has to make sacrifices in every route, but here it felt like she really did it for him and not just for love. It seemed like she forgot about herself / their future momentarily when she was just thinking of making him happy by fulfilling his wish. I thought it really fit her personality.

Yuzuru is a total sweetheart!! I already liked him in all the other routes, and his own story certainly didn’t disappoint, he honestly can do no wrong. I almost feel like saying, here, here’s an ‘asshole’ character done right - he comes across as an asshole but everything he does is incredibly sweet and selfless (a ‘sharp tongue full of love’, as they say). Unlike in some games where the do-S bastards do nothing but abuse the heroine and she somehow still ends up falling in love with them out of some Stockholm Syndrome or something. But anyway that’s another story.

One thing I noticed is that Sakuya says, ‘うれしい／うれしかった’ a lot in this route, which is proof of how happy Yuzuru made her and what a great guy he is (*/^-^)/. Seriously this game just has one great character after another, I feel like I like each one more than the last and I can’t choose!

When Sakuya told Narumi her fear of losing her memories of senpai, Narumi opened his mouth to say something, but then thought better of it... I wonder what he was about to say?

Sakuya is also extra cute in this route - the way she held Yuzuru's hand and wouldn’t let go when she finally found him, the way she got jealous that he was polite to everyone else, etc. It almost makes up for her eating up all his karma lol. Also I guess the writers are trying to avoid spoilers, but I kind of wonder what happened to Yakumo in this route, because there was no mention of his ‘condition’ here. (This route did display the epic bromance between those two, though. Even more than in Yakumo’s route.)

...At this point I only have Rei’s route left, before I get to the hidden character ԅ(≖‿≖ԅ) [ミコトさん、私を待っててくれ！]. Rei is adorable even though I don’t get the romantic feels for him (#shouta; I guess the fact that he’s unusually mature for his age makes up for it a little bit), but nonetheless (a) his story is a total mystery, and (b) I’m really curious how the writers would make his ending work, since as a ghost/wandering spirit he’s supposed to find his purpose and be sent of back to the reincarnation cycle.

#otome #otome game #idea factory #otomate #kami naru kimi to #psp #visual novel #wafuu #supernatural #romance #sakurai takahiro

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obviousartist · 5 years

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So no one asked for this but here it is

this is so random gosh

@luxet

Questions in bold

Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora?

Spotify ‘till the end!

Is your room messy or clean?

It would probably surprise people, but it’s so dang messy.

What color are your eyes?

Brown.

Do you like your name? Why?

I don’t know, I feel like it’s kind of overused because I know a ton of people with the same name.

What is your relationship status?

Single pringle! Although some people are trying to set me up. So far, no progress, which is fine by me.

Describe your personality in 3 words or less.

Dude, I died.

I know that’s not a real description, but I’m a HUGE pessimist, and I use that sentence too much, I should probably stop, but dude, I actually died, though.

What color hair do you have?

Brown.

What kind of car do you drive? Color?

Non car = non couleur

Where do you shop?

Where DO I shop? When was the last time I went shopping?

Edit: okay so I went shopping today. At Harris Teeter. Is this asking where I like food shop or where I clothes shop?

How would you describe your style?

Dude, I don’t have a style. I am soooooooooo style-less. I don’t know, though, because Buzzfeed (not an accurate source) always says I’m a hipster. Although, it also says I’m 50, which I can assure you, I am not.

Favorite social media account.

TUMBLRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What size bed do you have?

Twin. But I should really get a new one.

Any siblings?

One annoying as f**k brother.

If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be? Why?

Great Britain. Lots of culture, and they speak English too. Or NYC. Also much culture and BROADWAY, GUYS. BROADWAY!

Favorite Snapchat filter?

Non Snapchat = non filter

Favorite makeup brand(s)

I wear makeup like twice a year, okay? IDK.

How many times a week do you shower?

Usually every day, but I only wash my hair three/four times a week.

Favorite TV show?

I mean, Ellen is great, right?

Shoe size?

You can’t laugh. It’s a 4/4.5 women’s.

How tall are you?

We are now 5’2”. I know, shorty here.

Sandals or sneakers?

Sneakers. My nails look like trash.

Do you go to the gym?

Sometimes. Not usually, though, because I do many other physical activities already, so it’s not really helpful to wear myself out if I have to dance the next day or something.

Describe your dream date.

Ok. As a forever single pringle, I don’t really know (as of now). But. I will say that a serious creative something would be actually really nice. Not like painting class. But like reading. Performances. Things like that. Even movies (although the book is probably better).

How much money do you have in your wallet at the moment?

Kid, I’m broke. Haha. #liveswithparents

What color socks are you wearing?

I am currently barefoot, as I like it.

How many pillows do you sleep with?

Two. Deux. Dos. Due. Duo.

Do you have a job? What do you do?

No job here.

How many friends do you have?

I don’t know. I have my best friends and then I have my friends and then I have my kind of friends and then I have my acquaintances. I know a lot of people. I don’t like a lot of them.

What’s the worst thing you have ever done?

I don’t know. Not for me to judge.

What’s your favorite candle scent?

Vanilla.

3 favorite boy names

Alex, Jordan, and Eden.

3 favorite girl names

Alex, Elizabeth, and Jordan. Big fan of unisex names.

Favorite actor?

I don’t knowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. Why did I start this, this is very hard?

Favorite actress?

Emma Watson. That one’s easy.

Who is your celebrity crush?

We’re still sorting that out; hold on. ONE ETERNITY LATER . . .

Favorite movie?

The Parent Trap? The Sound of Music? IDEK ok?

Do you read a lot? What’s your favorite book?

Of course I read a lot. STOP ASKING ME TO CHOOSE MY FAVORITE CHILD. THERE IS NONE.

Money or brains?

I have neither, but if I got to choose money or brains, I would definitely choose brains.

Do you have a nickname? What is it?

No nickname. I guess I’m just not that kind of person.

How many times have you been to the hospital?

I regret to say a few.

Top 10 favorite songs

You’re really in for it, guys. I’m Not Famous - AJR Me Too - Meghan Trainor Uma Thurman - Fall Out Boy Nightmare - Halsey Boy With Luv - BTS If I Can’t Have You - Shawn Mendes I Don’t Care - Ed Sheeran SOS - Avicii Summer on You - PRETTYMUCH Kiss and Make Up - Dua Lipa Summer - Calvin Harris

Others include:

Bloom - Troye Sivan

You Need To Calm Down - Taylor Swift

Do you take any medications daily?

I take vitamin D/calcium supplements. Not medication, but okay.

What is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc)

A what what a what what what? I’m guessing oily?

What is your biggest fear?

Scaredy cat here, so I’ve got a lot of fears. I fear failure and being unwanted, though.

How many kids do you want?

Two. Deux. Dos. Duo.

What’s your go to hair style?

Ponytail.

What type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc)

Medium, I guess?

Who is your role model?

Emma Watson. Misty Copeland. Our female leaders leading change in the world.

What was the last compliment you received?

Uhm. I have no idea, man. I don’t even remember when it was.

What was the last text you sent?

No texting, but I do Skype. “Look kid idk but u said bye so ur loss”

How old were you when you found out Santa wasn’t real?

I had had my suspicions. But I don’t know who it actually was, and it is driving me kind of mad. I can assume it was my parents.

What is your dream car?

Honda Civic. Very sleek, not overly expensive.

I feel so boring.

Opinion on smoking?

DON’T FREAKING DO IT! I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU SMOKE. DON’T DO IT!

Do you go to college?

One day, my friends. One day.

What is your dream job?

Photographer? Editor? I don’t even know, okay?

Would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs?

Suburbs. You don’t have to drive really far to get somewhere, but it’s still kind of calm.

Do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels?

Yes. Always.

Do you have freckles?

Nope. Zero. Nada.

Do you smile for pictures?

Sometimes.

How many pictures do you have on your phone?

No phone, but I have a crap ton on my computer.

Have you ever peed in the woods?

Yeah. It was awful.

Do you still watch cartoons?

Non, merci.

Do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds?

Can I not eat either?

Favorite dipping sauce?

Soy sauce. Or sesame oil, depending on what food it is.

I’ll settle for ranch for some vegetables.

What do you wear to bed?

Sweatpants/shorts and a T-Shirt/cami.

Have you ever won a spelling bee?

No, I wish.

What are your hobbies?

I play piano and I dance. I also die, but we don’t talk about that.

Can you draw?

I’m decent, I guess. No. I’m awful.

Do you play an instrument?

Piano and viola. DON’T @ ME ABOUT PLAYING THE VIOLA.

What was the last concert you saw?

My school orchestra concert.

Tea or coffee?

Water. Orange juice. Neither.

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts?

Starbucks.

Do you want to get married?

Oui oui.

What is your crush’s first and last initial?

Uhm. Okay. So. SD.

Are you going to change your last name when you get married?

I don’t know. Depends on their last name.

What color looks best on you?

Black/navy blue.

Do you miss anyone right now?

My mom went somewhere (not disclosing) and my friends from school because it’s summer.

Do you sleep with your door open or closed?

Shut. Always. I have a brother. And a cat.

Do you believe in ghosts?

Non.

What is your biggest pet peeve?

People chewing with their mouths open. Ew.

Jeez I have so many, we’ll just say that for now.

Last person you called?

My mom.

Favorite ice cream flavor?

Vanilla. I promise I’m not boring.

Regular Oreos or golden Oreos?

GOLDEN!!!!

Chocolate or rainbow sprinkles?

Rainbow.

What shirt are you wearing?

An old Battle of the Books T-shirt from school.

What is your phone background?

No phone, but my computer background is an image of the Slytherin common room.

Are you outgoing or shy?

I am selectively outgoing.

Do you like it when people play with your hair?

I don’t know because no one touches it.

Do you like your neighbors?

I don’t know my neighbors. There’s this family that moved in and I’ve seen like two kids. Once on the day they got here. Another time when one of them was mowing the lawn. I don’t know them.

Do you wash your face? At night? In the morning?

At night.

Have you ever been high?

Non, merci.

Have you ever been drunk?

Non, merci.

Last thing you ate?

Peaches and apples.

Favorite lyrics right now.

STOP MAKING ME CHOOSE MY FAVORITE CHILD.

But: “Shade never made anyone less gay,” Taylor Swift - You Need To Calm Down

Summer or winter?

Summer.

Day or night?

Night. It’s currently 10:48 PM over here.

Dark, milk, or white chocolate?

White chocolate all the way.

Favorite month?

August.

What is your zodiac sign?

Leo.

Who was the last person you cried in front of?

I don’t know, okay? Probably my mom, though, knowing me.

I’m so boring.

Thank you so much for reading all of the sh*t I wrote up there.

#send me asks #idk man #wtf tumblr #what am i even doing #uhmmm #okay #random #boring #ugh ugh ugh

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kseniazhuk · 6 years

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11 questions (times three)

rules: answer the 11 questions; make 11 of your own; tag 11 people

(if you don’t know this is a sideblog of my main which is @biazhy, but i started writing here and i don’t feel like rewriting)

I was tagged by @ermalmeta <3 who wrote incredible answers and questions, and i hope he has a good day ok, nico you’re amazing (and i started writing this, but during the time it took me to finish up i was also tagged by

the wonderful agata!! kiełbasa queen <3 @curse-of-rose, and queen of football and humor oliwia <3 <3 @ninetyminutesofsuffering whom i both love and they both wrote fantastic answers and questions

NICO’S QUESTIONS

what’s the most important lesson you’ve learned in your life so far? that you can absolutely choose what kind of person you want to be to other people, and that no person just “is like that”; you can choose to be kind and giving and caring - and you can choose to be completely cut off from other people, and only talk to and support them when you have to or not do it at all. i’m saying this because to a certain extent i’ve been both, i’ve always been introverted and prone to isolating myself, but the past few months/years i’ve started trying to become more open and like i’ve thought a person should be, and idk i want to be kind and caring and therefore i try to be like that and fail i guess

would you rather learn and be fluent in a language in one day or learn how to play an instrument perfectly in one day? be fluent in a language. learning languages is fun, but i’d really want to be able to express my emotions and have coherent conversations with my friends without having to look up words and taking years to answer, i feel like it’s really limiting me right now.

what’s your favorite movie genre? why? sci-fi i think, i like impossible things and just things not having that much to do with real life, and i like imagining other worlds and planets and a positive and interesting future. i like the thought of infinity, and that’s something that for me is connected to science fiction, since you could really do anything you want.

one of my favorite lyrics is “in una spiaggia resta unico ogni granello di sabbia” (“in a beach every grain of sand remains unique”). what do you think about it? i think it’s absolutely correct, and sounds great. small, similar looking things in a plenitude aren’t identical. there are more than seven billion people on this planet, and no one is the same. we might seem like we’re drowning in one another and that oceans of people look the same, but no one is the same.

what’s your biggest regret? that i didn’t turn myself into a social person who parties so i’d have actual friends at this high school h a, before i started high school i didn’t know everyone drank and partied all the time, so i wish i’d had the guts early on and actually gone to “insparken” (an initiation party for first-yearers) so i could be like the rest. i don’t want to, but i guess i’ll never find out about all that partying you’re supposed to be doing when you’re a high school and die a sorry loser ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

if you could tell the person or people who’s hurt you the most in your life everything you want or have always wanted to tell them, what would you say to them? hmmmm, that it’s too late to try and they really haven’t had as big a part in my life as they try to convince themselves they had (since what hurt me was their absence), and that adults shouldn’t guilt trip children, and that after him trying to stop me from learning thai i’ve given up (for now).

what’s a book that you couldn’t stop thinking about for hours after you read it and why? maybe it’s silly, but it was “assassin’s fate” by robin hobb - the last book in her 677834823 novel suite realm of the elderlings, which is a lot more introspective and character based than the names make it sound. (spoiler) i had basically followed the main character fitzchivalry’s entire life in those books, and he did so much and felt so much but he never lived up to his full potential. he had children whom he never lived with or raised fully, he never let molly (his wife) know everything about him or shared important parts of his life with her and his relationship with beloved (the other main character) was always restrained somehow, and it just made me feel so empty - like, no matter how much you live nothing is ever going to be as good as it could have been, and we’re always going to be limited and constrained and it broke my heart somehow, since i had always wanted things to be perfect, but now i’ve started accepting that, no, things are never going to be perfect or optimized (well, small things might be, but something as big as life? no), but we can still try to improve things and try to not be afraid of sharing and caring about other people. i don’t know. those books are amazing.

do you have any song lyrics tattooed? if so, which one(s)? if not, would you like to someday? nope, i don’t have any tattoos, and i don’t think i’m ever going to get any tbh - but if i would tattoo song lyrics i would probably go for something silly and optimistic like “кожны свой дзень, і кожны свой крок, я выберу сам” (in all of my days and in my every step i will choose myself) from выберу сам by naviband. i love that song so much, and i wish i could be that warm and optimistic.

are you a person who cries a lot? do you think there can be strength in crying? yes, i cry all the time, everything makes me cry. and, yes, i think there’s strength in letting your emotions out instead of repressing them; there’s strength in letting yourself be and do what you feel like doing. i don’t think all crying has to be a display of strength, sometimes it’s for no reason and it’s just what our silly bodies and brains tell us what to do - and that’s okay too. but maybe that’s strong too, i don’t know shdjkhdskjf but, yes, the short answer is yes to both.

what’s the best purchase you’ve ever made? i live with my family and i hate buying things, i really only buy what i need so uhhhhh an eraser? i don’t live by myself or get my own furniture or stuff really, and i hate buying clothes and do it as rarely as possible so hmmmm ? lonely planet’s russian language phrasebook for tourists? or erasers those are Good Shit

think about this last year. have you changed? how so? and do you like that you’ve changed? yes, i’ve changed. i think i’m better at trying to show people that i care about them, and better at talking. but at the same time i isolate myself more in real life, and my stress and mental health have gotten somewhat worse - but i’m more open about it? i like that i’ve made the decision to be warmer to the people around me, and that i try to be more positive, yes, but i don’t like how much i scare my mom and i wish i had a better attitude of my own life, and that i became more active instead of more passive (like i’ve become). i don’t know how to change that.

AGATA’S QUESTIONS

Android or iPhone? well, I have an iphone right now, and it’s aesthetically more pleasing, but from a security and idk use perspective I know android is better.

Smut/fluff/angst? fluff all the way, smut makes me uncomfortable and for angst there’s actual canon and real life.

Your favourite song? I love so many, but it’s biažy by naviband

Your favourite food? hmmm this thai dish called pad khaprao (everyone spells it differently but it’s chicken/soy/chili/holy basil and it’s soooo good)

Do you drink alcohol? nope

If you could change one thing in your appearance, what would it be? get rid of all my excess body hair - little moustache, leg hair, back hair etc i hate it

Do you like Christmas? i like being with my family and eating, so i guess. it’s nothing religious in my family.

Do you believe in ghosts? i don’t want to, so i don’t.

What’s your favourite smell of shower gel? i like things like that to smell as little as possible, they come off as too artificial a lot of the time and then it’s just annoying, but i used to have a grapefruit scented one i liked.

What’s your favourite TV Series? dr who

Do you like your life? objectively it’s not that bad, i guess, i’m the problem, and not my surroundings...

OLIWIA’S QUESTIONS

How many books have you read this year? definitely not enough :/ i’ve had too much to do and now i can’t concentrate, 10-12 probably

If you could move out wherever you want with nothing stopping you, would you do it? sure!

What’s your preferred study method? ummmm doing math problems? math/physics are really the only subjects i study for properly these days. and for other subjects making practice questions/fake exams for myself.

Which fictional character represents you? i...don’t know. what makes fictional characters interesting is the fact that they do things, and i don’t do that :/

What do you like to do in the evening? the evening is the only thing i really get anything done. when there’s nothing left i have to do i like to listen to music? and be on the internet dhjhjdf

You can pick one skill you instantly become the best at. What is it? i don’t know exactly what you mean with “the best”, but i wish i were better at drawing, and more motivated to do it, and if i could become better at depicting things exactly, i wish i could draw that way where it just looks like absolute magic

Do you like doing chores? no, not really. when i’m anxious and not tired at the same time vacuuming and doing the dishes can feel calming somehow though.

What’s your favourite sport to play? if you asked this in swedish i would’ve said “frågesport” which means like quiz and literally means “question-sport” but sadly that doesn’t work in english i don’t like any sport at all and i’m terrible at everything.

What was the last tv show you watched? buffy the vampire slayer

Do you regret anything? yes, the vast majority of everything i’ve ever done.

What’s your favourite foreign dish/cuisine? lasagna or sushi it depends on my mood and the weather

my questions

what song have you listened to the most in your life?

what was the first word you learned, how old were you? (if you don’t know - what was your first memory?)

if you could go back in time and change the course of one historical event (without directly affecting the existence of you and the people closest to you i.e. you/your significant other/your relative/your friends wouldn’t disappear), which one would you change and how?

what sound calms you the most?

say you could only be good at either painting/drawing or singing/playing instruments, which would you choose, and why?

what’s your favorite fairytale or myth?

if you could become competent, say c1 level in one language instantly, which one would you choose?

do you want kids?

which historical period interests you the most and why?

how many countries have you been to?

would you go to space if you could? not as a commercial trip, but as part of a mission to explore, or research something?

i really don’t know who to tag, and you don’t have to do it if you don’t feel like it gdsjfhdshdfsfds but i tag: @balkanheart @artemlukyanenka @senneks @summerrainmp3 @veviara @milanstankovic @wholockiandalek @tolstayas @simargl @deszcz-jesienny @ltaeyonqs

#tag thing #long post much oversharing #my questions are annoying jsdkhjdfsfdj don't answer them if you feel uncomfortable

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amusewithaview · 7 years

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The Dragon of Hell’s Kitchen

IN WHICH @shu-of-the-wind AND I ARE MUTUALLY TERRIBLE AND ENJOY TORTURING MATT MURDOCK MORE THAN IS SAFE, SANE, OR REMOTELY HEALTHY. Or, when two authors of our particular bent get together, Matt Murdock S U F F E R S.

amusewithaview

OMG YES

i think we've surpassed Dom!Matt and gotten into territorial Dragon!Matt who is hoarding both hell's kitchen and his significant other

shu-of-the-wind

HE /KNOWS/ AND AS SOON AS HE GETS HIS SUB ALONE HE JUST

HANDS EVERYWHERE

AND "WHO DO YOU BELONG TO"

yeah basically he's a dragon xD

This Is My Person Do Not Touch

amusewithaview

YES BASICALLY

matt would be like hi yes these are my people, do not touch and that is MINE, DO NOT TOUCH

shu-of-the-wind

DO! NOT! TOUCH!

DO YOU NOT SEE THE HICKEYS

amusewithaview

like there are a bunch of "MINE"s but there are levels of how fucked up you'll be if you stray over that line

shu-of-the-wind

YUUUUUUUUUUUUP

(consider now: weredragon Matt Murdock

Matt who is half dragon and can't shift and now all his instincts are driven right into This Is My City You Don't Touch)

amusewithaview

I AM CONSIDERING

the dragon of hell's kitchen, half myth and all monster

shu-of-the-wind

(....Matt who maybe has gleaming red scales up his spine from the small of his back to the middle and over one of his shoulders)

amusewithaview

do not go out after dark if you've got mischief on your mind

shu-of-the-wind

He can smell it and he'll scorch it right out of you

amusewithaview

i am grinning the evilest of grins right now

shu-of-the-wind

I'm glad

(also: the horns are real

He shifts when he goes out at night and those horns are /real/)

amusewithaview

i slightly want a crossover with my dragon!darcy fic where they meet and greet and it's very amiable because no overlapping in hoards yes, good

shu-of-the-wind

!!!!!!!!!! Yes omg xD

No overlapping in hoards, all is well

shu-of-the-wind

We will get along fantastically so long as you don't touch my hoard

amusewithaview

OH MAN, YOU KNOW WHO WOULD BE THE BONE OF CONTENTION BETWEEN THEM???

JENNIFER WALTERS

shu-of-the-wind

ABSOLUTELY

Darcy: ....mine.

amusewithaview

because she is bruce's cousin and, while not a scientist, very smart and also hulkified

BUUUUUUUT

shu-of-the-wind

Matt: I FOUND HER /FIRST/

amusewithaview

she's a lawyer and hangs in the kitchen

YES

shu-of-the-wind

Jenn: OH MY GOD BOTH OF YOU /FUCK OFF/ (jk she loves them but being a tug of war toy between two dragons is not fun)

amusewithaview

jen has to deal with two dragons snapping and snarling over her and also OBSESSIVELY TRYING TO CARE FOR HER WHEN SHE GOES ON RESEARCH BINGES HELP BRUCE STOP LAUGHING AT ME

shu-of-the-wind

Skdjdjfhsjbfjed

amusewithaview

bruce: *sips tea darcy has flown in for him from india*

shu-of-the-wind

Matt who will come in to her office with food and /glare/ in his way until she eats it

amusewithaview

tony: shhhhh, just let it happen

shu-of-the-wind

Darcy who turns up without warning and books of English common law she had flown in from Dover

amusewithaview

darcy makes care packages with tea and coffee other assorted nonsense and then makes the saddest most manipulative puppy eyes if they go unused and somehow she always KNOWS

shu-of-the-wind

YUUUUUUUUUUUUP

amusewithaview

matt HATES darcy's little sisters because they like taunting him and they visit REGULARLY

shu-of-the-wind

SNORTS

(she might have set them on him deliberately)

("Darcy says stop stealing from her hoard."

"Stop setting my paperwork on fire.

amusewithaview

darcy totally wouldn't do that, honest, she just pointed out that there was another dragon in the city and that it would be proper to pay respects oh and have you guys met foggy? YOU SHOULD MEET FOGGY

shu-of-the-wind

SNORTS

BLESS

Foggy who was the first member of Matt's hoard after Jack Murdock died and so he's just like

So used to being fuss over /constantly/

(Matt's hoard is in broad terms Hell's Kitchen but he takes special care of the people closest to him)

amusewithaview

foggy does not realize that darcy's sisters and/or mother are not eyeing him up as potential hoard but as potential MATE

shu-of-the-wind

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Matt /does/ and he doesn't have a clue how to feel about it

amusewithaview

on the one hand MINE and on the other hand he is... oddly proud of foggy? and also having foggy spawn around for the rest of forever sounds delightful?

MATT IS SO CONFLICTED

WHAT IS HIS LIFE

shu-of-the-wind

....goddamn now I want to do a dragon!Matt au with regular human Darcy whoops

amusewithaview

why do you want regular human darcy (not that i am objecting)

shu-of-the-wind

I'm not good enough at smut to do the BDSM au xD

Mostly to differentiate from your dragon Darcy au xD I think

amusewithaview

I BEG TO DIFFER THANKS

shu-of-the-wind

Although witch!Darcy with dragon!Matt could be super interesting

amusewithaview

YOU DO SOME OF THE BEST SLOW-BURN AND UST IN THE BUSINESS

shu-of-the-wind

sksjdjsjhdjsjdbejd

JEJDJSNFBJSBFJENDNJABFJSJD

LIES

amusewithaview

witch!darcy who totally thinks dragon!matt is warning her away from his territory and doesn't realize he's trying to hoard her until he's neck-deep in her life and she tries to run but WHOOPS, TOO LATE, YOU DONE BEEN BAGGED AND TAGGED GIRL

I ONLY SPEAK THE TRUTH

shu-of-the-wind

Re the dragon thing YUP HE LIIE

HE SMELLS HER WITCHINESS FROM ACROSS THE DAMN CITY AND WHEN SHE SHOWS UP IN THE KITCHEN ONE NIGHT ALL HIS INSTINCTS /SCREECH/

shu-of-the-wind

AND HE JUST STARTS GIVING HER THINGS AND TURNING UP OUT OF NOWHERE AND BEING AWKWARD AND GLOOMY AND HIGHLY DEFENSIVE OF HER FOR NO REASON OTHER THAN TO IRRITATE HER

(or so she thinks)

amusewithaview

witch!darcy slowly acclimating to being part of a dragon's hoard and grumbling all the while, ignoring foggy's shit-eating grin because she's not sure of the source, finally granting that she is being hoarded and bitching about it and foggy spills the: actually he's COURTING you beans and she flips out all over again

shu-of-the-wind

And then WHOOPS

SNORTS

YEAH BASICALLY

amusewithaview

YES PLEASE I LOVE THIS MAKE IT A THING PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE WITH A CHERRY ON TOP I WILL WRITE YOU A RECIPROCAL THING PLEASE

shu-of-the-wind

!!!!!!!!!! DEF CAN DO

I have class at two tomorrow but I can write before that xD

amusewithaview

LOL - no deadline, i am working on a thing i owe emma/waffles now because she wrote me a porn and then requested a pregnancy fic but i gotta rewatch FF: rise of the silver surfer first

shu-of-the-wind

Witch!Darcy who might be able to cast any spell she wants in the technomagical realm but getting a dragon off her back is fucking iMPOSSIBLE

(The first time she does healing magic on him and sees all those scales up his back and all the scars like she realizes she doesn't /want/ him to leave her be, now)

amusewithaview

*snort* and then getting a dragon off her back is LITERALLY IMPOSSIBLE once he gets a ~taste of her in a physical and not magical way

shu-of-the-wind

Y U P

(dragons bite during mating)

amusewithaview

OF COURSE THEY DO

shu-of-the-wind

Darcy starts getting /very/ proud of the bite marks on her shoulders

amusewithaview

darcy has three or four patches of red scales she has to keep hidden because sometimes when matt bites WITH INTENT it leaves actual permanent marks

shu-of-the-wind

Y u p

amusewithaview

shu-of-the-wind

(the first time /she/ bites /him/ he loses his goddamn mind)

amusewithaview

i just want all of the grumbly matt and reluctant/oblivious darcy while foggy knows EXACTLY what's going on

shu-of-the-wind

Foggy teases the living shit out of Matt when Darcy's not there

amusewithaview

darcy all: I DO NOT NEED A DRAGON IN MY LIFE THANKS BYE

matt: YOU DO AND HIS NAME IS M-A-T-T

shu-of-the-wind

"I don't get why dragons don't just /say/ something instead of all this fussing."

Matt: /growls

amusewithaview

matt: i give you permission to stay in hell's kitchen (dragon translation: if you move into my territory you're MINE)

shu-of-the-wind

YUP

Y U P

consider: Darcy moves out of the tower because she keeps fucking up Tony's equipment by casting spells with it and the first night in her new apartment in Hell's Kitchen the Dragon shows up and just kinda

shu-of-the-wind

Glowers at her for a bit

amusewithaview

foggy: is gleeful but also slightly concerned re darcy because he knows matt's proclivities (that thing with the necromancer's daughter in college was super trippy)

shu-of-the-wind

(Matt's brain, shrieking: MINE! MINE!! MINE!!!!! NOW MINE IN MY HOARD MINE I DON'T CARE IF SHE'S A WITCH AND THUS DANGEROUS M I N E)

amusewithaview

foggy: meets this grumbly witch with colorful knit hats and scarves and suddenly understands why matt is coming home with TONS of skeins of colored yarn

shu-of-the-wind

sjdjrjdjrjd

He leaves it on her fire escape every day until it rains and then he starts leaving it at her doorstep and Darcy just /sighs/

amusewithaview

foggy: sidles up to matt, "those don't even match"

matt: *twitches violently*

shu-of-the-wind

Because does he /have/ to do this with such /nice/ yarn

(Matt who buys yarn purely on feel because it's his dream to have something made by his witch and he couldn't stand it if it were scratchy)

amusewithaview

darcy: dude, stop leaving passive aggressive commentary on my sartorial choices

matt: you mean? presents?

darcy: what?

matt: *silently glowers and slinks away without explaining*

foggy: *dies laughing*

shu-of-the-wind

(also, he has a vague idea that softer is better quality)

S N O R T S

Matt is huffy for like a week

Because they were /presents/ goddammit

amusewithaview

matt finally finds a present that darcy WILL accept and spends like a week preening and joyful and then darcy shows up and wards his office to hell and back while he's out (this is where she meets foggy) because she has some harebrained idea that the present confers a DEBT and she knows better than to be indebted to a DRAGON

shu-of-the-wind

Matt who turns up one day with this really gorgeous set of knitting needles and leaves them on her desk and she's just

Is this an apology or????

/wards everywhere

amusewithaview

only it turns out that now she's just surrounded matt's workspace with the scent and taste of her magic so he's literally inundated ALL THE TIME with how talented and awesome she is and HE CANNOT STAND IT

shu-of-the-wind

Matt who has to /walk through her wards/ on his way in and out of the building every day and his knees give out every time

shu-of-the-wind

Matt just /whines/ and Foggy is like

Just write her a love letter or something you psychotic lizard

shu-of-the-wind

(Karen thinks all of this is fucking hilarious)

SJFJDJJFJED DARCY REALIZING KAREN HAS MAGIC AND WINDS UP TAKING HER AS AN APPRENTICE AND MATT'S JUST LIKE

HE'S SO PROUD WHEN KAREN MANAGES TO CAST SPELLS BUT ALSO NO YOU'RE MESSING UP DARCY'S WARDS

NOOOOOO

amusewithaview

matt shows up at her place and just stares at her with intent until she opens her window: WHAT DO YOU WANT

matt: *literally just breathing her in*

darcy: *hello, anyone home???*

matt: thank you for the warding, it's giving karen a headache though

darcy: ???? i need to check on soemthing

darcy: so karen is a budding witch and also she's now my apprentice bye

matt: WHAT. W H A T. NO

shu-of-the-wind

(Matt winds up being a cunning lil lizard and showing up at her bedroom window every night to "check on Karen's progress"

amusewithaview

karen's first project is putting wards on the office and she layers them with darcy's which is totes cool because since darcy is stealing matt's secretary she OWES him again so she goes and WARDS HIS APARTMENT BUILDING

shu-of-the-wind

Really just to get himself covered in her smells and her magic)

amusewithaview

MATT IS UNDONE

shu-of-the-wind

HE IS THE BIGGESY MESS

The only time he's a bigger mess is when Darcy takes it upon herself to make a protection charm for him

Laid into a cross made out of sterling silver and /drenched/ in her smells

And he's just like

HER MAGIC IS ALL OVER ME ALL THE TIME

amusewithaview

darcy does not realize that she is now part of matt's hoard until some big climactic event hits the city and he FINDS HER and takes her someplace SAFE with foggy and karen and a few others and darcy looks around and puts two and two together and goes NOPE, GOTTA GO VISIT MY GRANDMA OUT OF STATE FOR A WHILE

matt is like a cat wearing a catnip collar

shu-of-the-wind

Y u p

He keeps /playing/ with it

amusewithaview

foggy: "you're gonna go blind...er"

karen: *snorts*

shu-of-the-wind

(Darcy's grandma is just like. Mi amor, you have a dragon willing to do /anything/ for you. Get on that boy.)

amusewithaview

darcy's grandma: honey, you got yourself into this mess, might as well make the best of it.

shu-of-the-wind

Yuuuuuuuuuuuup

amusewithaview

darcy is still in violent denial of matt's fuzzier feelings and only JUST THEN accepts that she is in a hoard and maybe friends with a dragon

the difference between darcy who thinks she is grudgingly allowed in the dragon's space and darcy who realizes she is hoarded and FRIENDS with the dragon is lots of magic. and hugs. and matt S U F F E R S

shu-of-the-wind

(Matt who /freaks out/ when she comes back into the borders of the Kitchen and basically flies to crash into her and drown in her smells because YOU CAME BACK YOU CAME BACK YOU CAME BAAAAAACK)

shu-of-the-wind

He might possibly bury his face in her hair and breathe as deep as he can each time

amusewithaview

darcy: oh my god are you like this every time somebody leaves and enters your territory?

matt: no

foggy: YES

karen: *looks at foggy skeptically*

foggy: college was... weird.

shu-of-the-wind

(there was an incident after Foggy went on study abroad that they prefer not to discuss)

amusewithaview

YES

foggy escaped their dorm room eventually, but he was wearing matt's clothes and ONLY matt's clothes for like a week. MATT IS MUCH SMALLER THAN HIM AND IT WAS AWKWARD

shu-of-the-wind

Sidifueud and Darcy gets used to the idea of being friends and then like. Possibly Kitty Pryde (ironically, a dragon were herself) shows up and is like

Girl that boy has been wooing you for months

Do you have any idea

You're driving him /nuts/

amusewithaview

He has basically done the dragon equivalent of lighting fireworks in the shape of MARRY ME and simultaneously peeing around her in a circle and also literally carving out his heart and presenting it to her

like, he gave her SCALES to use in her spells

HIS SCALES

darcy: ...but i used the scales on wards FOR HIM

shu-of-the-wind

Kitty is /astounded/ when she hears that because oh my /god/ do you have any idea how we /feel/ about our scales

They're chips of our /souls/ basically

amusewithaview

kitty: *sees the wards and HOWLS with laughter because, seriously, that poor boy*

shu-of-the-wind

Darcy: ....but... Matt...no...that's...I'm in his hoard, I'm not... you're--

Kitty: honey that boy would actually throw himself into ice for you and that could kill him

amusewithaview

kitty: next time you see him i want you to put both your hands on his cheeks and hold him and then see what he does

amusewithaview

darcy: whyyyyyyy?

darcy: wait do you think he's gonna... kiss me or something?

shu-of-the-wind

Christ Matt would just fuckin drop into the floor his knees go out so fast

amusewithaview

kitty: i think he's gonna go catatonic

kitty: and it will be HILARIOUS

kitty: i'm gonna take pictures

shu-of-the-wind

Sjdjdjsjdhsjdj Darcy doesn't work up the nerve for the whole day and then she just kinda does it in a joke way but Matt is like

amusewithaview

darcy: *firmly* you're wrong, and i'm gonna prove it

shu-of-the-wind

Suddenly and completely high on life holy shit this is the /best best thing/

amusewithaview

matt just... is completely still but also vibrating so hard darcy's arms shake

amusewithaview

like he's going to burst out of his skin but also he is incandescently HAPPY

shu-of-the-wind

And his eyes are /huge/ and he's just

There's this really slow smile that turns into something huge and brighter than she's ever seen on him

And then /whoops/ her heart's gonna burst

amusewithaview

I KIND OF WANT MORE DARCY DENIAL BECAUSE A RELATIONSHIP WITH A DRAGON IS *FOREVER* AND ALSO HE NEEDS TO DO MORE WOOING NOW THAT SHE REALIZES THAT'S WHAT HE'S DOING, LIKE - DOES HE WANT KIDS? HOW BIG IS HIS HOARD? HOW MANY PEOPLE ARE IN HIS HOARD?

what does it mean for HER and her MAGIC if she mates to a dragon?

shu-of-the-wind

Y U P

amusewithaview

WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT THIS, MATT

shu-of-the-wind

Darcy like

Tears her hands away and /bolts/

shu-of-the-wind

Because SHIT IF KITTY IS RIGHT THEN

U M M

amusewithaview

matt is literally too stunned to chase her

shu-of-the-wind

Foggy: ... what'd you do now?

amusewithaview

like he just kind of stands there and SWAYS for a minute

shu-of-the-wind

Matt: ???!???!?!!?!?

Matt who essentially has just had Darcy say "yeah you can court me if you figure your shit out" with her hands and then she panicked and ran away

He's overloaded

amusewithaview

kitty hunts darcy down: you're going to have to talk to him

darcy: i know, that's the mature thing to do -

kitty: well, yeah, that too, but i meant that he's going to hunt you down sooner rather than later and you're gonna wanna be prepared

shu-of-the-wind

Aidjdiej Matt who like

amusewithaview

darcy: hunt... me down?

kitty: if this was a couple centuries ago you would have been stuck in the back of a cave or castle until you didn't smell like anything BUT HIM and then MAYBE you'd get outings sometimes if the wind was right but luckily dragons have grown as a species

shu-of-the-wind

He holds off until Kitty leaves Darcy alone because she's in /his hoard/ but Kitty is also better at breathing fire than him

amusewithaview

darcy: ???!!!!?!!

shu-of-the-wind

Darcy: I will set his tail on fire if he tries that with me.

Kitty: You already have him mostly trained it's fine

amusewithaview

kitty: oh honey that's encouragement. use ice if you need to get the point across

shu-of-the-wind

HEJFHHEJDD OKAY BUT

amusewithaview

I HAVE THIS MENTAL IMAGE OF DARCY HURLING ICE CHIPS FROM A CUP AT MATT WHENEVER HE DOES SOMETHING SUPER DUMB

LIKE, JUST, HANDFULS OF ICE

shu-of-the-wind

AFTER THEY GET THEIR SHIT TOGETHER DARCY WILL JUST FORM ICE IN HIS CLOTH WHEN HE'S BEING AN ASSHOLE

AND YUP

Y U P

HANDFULS OF ICE AND SNOW

amusewithaview

and matt is just PAINED like "darcy this melts and gets wet everywhere"

darcy: THEN STOP BEING A DUMBASS

shu-of-the-wind

"STOP BEING A DIPSHIT"

amusewithaview

darcy: I WILL FREEZE EVERYTHING YOU LOVE INCLUDING MYSELF

shu-of-the-wind

Skdjjejdjejdj

amusewithaview

darcy: *encompasses her whole body in a two inch layer of frigid air

shu-of-the-wind

Winter is the worst and best season

shu-of-the-wind

Darcy comes in with snow in her hair

And Matt's just like

amusewithaview

but she also wears lots of knitwear

shu-of-the-wind

I MUST P MY HANDS EVERYWHERE RIGHT FUCKING NOW

*PUT

Darcy, bemused: I have heating spells, you know

Matt: I AM GOING TO BREATHE ON YOU ANYWAY

amusewithaview

matt: *high on darcy smell and darcy feel* LET ME WARM YOU UP MY WAY

shu-of-the-wind

I'm still just

The first time Darcy bites him Matt loses his fucking mind

amusewithaview

shu-of-the-wind

amusewithaview

it's worse than that time darcy used one of his leftover scales to make herself a protection amulet

shu-of-the-wind

He loses his /fucking mind/ and won't stop making little growly chirpy noises and nipping at her and hands /everywhere/ and Darcy's like

Holy shit that's a thing for you, huh

amusewithaview

matt: *literally beyond speech*

shu-of-the-wind

He can't talk for /hours/

amusewithaview

darcy: *adds play-biting to her repertoire of 'how to drive matt absolutely nuts'*

shu-of-the-wind

It's only after when Darcy kinda rests her fingers to the mark she left like "sorry I bruised you" and Matt is like

amusewithaview

darcy: proceeds to gently nip his fingers in public WHENEVER the opportunity arises

shu-of-the-wind

"You should never ever ever apologize for that"

amusewithaview

matt: both hates and LOVES this

shu-of-the-wind

"Please bite me all the time"

amusewithaview

matt: MORE BRUISES PLZTHX

shu-of-the-wind

MATT IS SO FRUSTRATED BECAUSE HE WANTS TO DRAG HER INTO HIM AND NIBBLE AT HER BUT HE /CAN'T/

IT'S NOT HUMAN AND HE HAS TO PRETEND HE'S HUMAN BUT HOLY /CHRIST/

amusewithaview

and darcy just GRINS at him and she is SHOWING HER TEETH and he CAN'T DO ANYTHING

shu-of-the-wind

I'm gonna have to write this in the morning goddamn

amusewithaview

and if she's feeling EXTRA mean, she'll kinda tap at him with her magic too and matt is just: total shutdown, cannot function, has to be guided like he's ACTUALLY FUNCTIONALLY BLIND AND DEAF AND MUTE TO THE WORLD

shu-of-the-wind

Y U P

amusewithaview

I LOVE ALL OF THIS

shu-of-the-wind

She gets frisky on snow days especially and will tap at him with her magic to kinda give him an excuse to cling to her as close as possible

amusewithaview

BUT ALSO I NEED TO GO TO WORK IN THE MORNING SO I NEED TO GO TO SLEEP NOW

shu-of-the-wind

Okay I have to go to bed but please consider:

Darcy: I get to keep my job. And do what I want. I'm not gonna be in the apartment all day.

Matt: *buzzing out of his own skin* Obviously.

amusewithaview

i honestly feel like we should share this entire convo with the world because it's hilarious

shu-of-the-wind

Darcy: You can't growl when people talk to me.

amusewithaview

Matt: sounds fake but okay.

shu-of-the-wind

Matt, through his teeth: Fine.

shu-of-the-wind

Darcy: And you can't bite my neck in public. Or my ears. Or anything really.

Matt: KEJDJEJFHEJDJJWD

amusewithaview

Darcy: You also can't growl when people touch me INNOCENTLY.

shu-of-the-wind

Matt, darkly: No touch is innocent.

amusewithaview

Darcy: YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN, DO NOT LAWYER ME HERE.

shu-of-the-wind

Matt: I DON'T LIKE OTHER SMELLS ON YOU.

amusewithaview

Darcy: THEN HELP ME SHOWER THEM OFF.

Matt: ....this is an acceptable compromise.

shu-of-the-wind

Darcy: THEN WHEN I GET HOME AT NIGHT YOU CAN SHOWER WITH ME OR SOMETHING IDK

Matt: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

shu-of-the-wind

/snorts

Darcy: ....you don't want me to stop doing magic or anything right because--

Matt: DO ALL THE MAGIC PLEASE OH MY LORD

amusewithaview

Matt: NEVER STOP YOUR MAGIC EVER

Matt: YOU SHOULD MAGIC ALL OF YOUR CLOTHES

Matt: AND MY CLOTHES

shu-of-the-wind

ALL OF THEM

AND THE BLANKETS

AND THE WALLS

AND EVERYTHING

shu-of-the-wind

MAGIC THE FRIDGE

amusewithaview

Matt: AND MAYBE COME REFRESH THE WARDS IN MY OFFICE ONCE A WEEK JUST IN CASE

shu-of-the-wind

I DON'T CARE

amusewithaview

Matt: OR DAILY, DAILY IS FINE

shu-of-the-wind

Darcy: ....but Karen.

Matt: DAILY.

amusewithaview

Matt: SHE NEEDS THE PRACTICE

Matt: YOU'RE ONLY HELPING HER

omg i need to SLEEP NOW

IT IS MIDNIGHT

shu-of-the-wind

Darcy: ....or I could just. Ward you in the morning

amusewithaview

Matt: EVERY DAY?

shu-of-the-wind

I'm sORRY I JUST LOVE THIS SO MUCH

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Darcy: ...sure?

Matt: SOLD.

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Darcy: It takes like ten minutes

Matt: /swoons

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Matt: SHOULD YOU REFRESH IT AT LUNCH TOO?

Darcy:...no.

Matt: *pouts*

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I can't stop laughing oh my god

BDSM turned into dragoncrack I love it

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other dragons cannot decide whether to laugh at him or be jealous of him

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(jealous. Definitely jealous.)

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and darcy has to meet all of the local dragons so matt can show her off and also so he can say HANDS OFF

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SNORTS

Frank Castle, sadly: ....I could use a witch.

Years later: Karen is a fully fledged witch and fond of his dumb ass for some reason.

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darcy: HAAAAAAVE YOU MET KAREN?

karen is like: this is my dragon. he is an idiot. and he bruises easy. i love him.

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frank: *is always holding karen's flower no matter where they go*

frank: *literally has a necklace of flowers that karen made for him as a joke once, and then it turned into an actual protection ward and now he WON'T TAKE IT OFF EVER*

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FRANK LOVES HIS FLOWER NECKLACE

SO MUCH

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it is made of daisies and carnations

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THE TERRIFYING PUNISHER WITH DAISIES AND CARNATIONS AT HIS THROAT

NOBODY DARES COMMENT

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when he has to go into REALLY dangerous situations, karen breaks out the crown

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/clears throat

KEKFJEIFJISJFJS

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Oh My good

(go to beeeeeeeeeed)

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I KNOW

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The flower crown is all daisies and thistles xD

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BUT THIS IS HILARIOUS AND NOW I AM PUNCHDRUNK AND I JUST

DRAGON MATT

WITCH DARCY

I WANT TO SEE HIM SUFFER

like you should literally name this fic "i burn, i pine, i perish"

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I WILL DO THE THING AND SEND YOU SNIPPETS

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O H M Y G O D

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and it should just be like 10,000 words of darcy making matt suffer

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SOLD

I AM SO DOWN

I WILL DO THE THING

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darcy makes matt suffer and foggy is LIVING

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Foggy is overjoyed

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like he is making popcorn for the entire supernaturally aware portion of hell's kitchen

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Foggy, the first time Matt comes back from failing hard at giving Darcy presents: ....new pick not working out?

Matt: Shut up.

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Foggy: ooooooo, feisty

Matt: /growls

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Foggy: What DO you get for the witch who has everything... and wants nothing to do with you?

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Foggy: You don't scare me, gecko boy

Matt: I'M NOT LISTENING

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Foggy: She's on Stark's payroll, pretty sure she could buy and sell us several times over.

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Matt: N O T L I S T E N I N G

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Foggy: Well maybe you should START listening AND using your WORDS.

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Matt slams the door and Foggy is just like

I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME

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USE YOUR WORDS, NOT YOUR NOSE

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Thor, meanwhile, is watching all of this from Stark Tower and COMPLETELY APPROVES of Darcy's new valiant protector.

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Thor shows up one day and is like

I HAVE SLAIN MANY MIGHTY DRAGONS BUT NONE HAVE HAD SO FINE A TASTE AS YOU

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Foggy: Does she smell as suspicious of your intentions as she looks? Because wow. She thinks you're sketch as fuck, man.

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I AM CONTENT LEAVING MY LIGHTNING SISTER IN YOUR CARE

Foggy is /losing his shit/

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Matt:...*is slightly relieved he doesn't HAVE to fight for Darcy BUT HE WOULD DO IT IN A HEARTBEAT*

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HE WOULD FIGHT AND WIN

DEMIGOD OR NO

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FOR HER

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Darcy, at a distance: STOP MEASURING YOUR DICKS JESUS

Kitty: Honey, no, it's a dragon thing

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Foggy actually receives knitwear from Darcy before Matt does and he actually feels kind of bad about it but Matt just tells him to wear it because it's soft and perfect and ONE of them should get to wear something from her...

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Oh my god Matthew you dramatic child

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Foggy: .... are you... getting high off of my new scarf?

Matt: NO.

Foggy: I'm going to put this in the closet.

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Darcy like

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Foggy wraps the scarf around Matt's stuff because he is a Good Bro and then takes his stuff before Matt so Matt has plausible deniability.

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Eventually starts giving Matt knitwear

And Matt doesn't wear it

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Because he's /hoarding it/

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WHYYYYYYY

OMG YESSSSSSS

it is his pillow

and darcy thinks he doesn't like the pattern or something so she KEEPS TRYING and matt is just like YESSSSSS GIVE ME ALL OF YOUR KNITWEAR

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Matt: IT'S IN MY CLOSET

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Foggy: I'VE SEEN YOUR CLOSET, IT IS NOT IN YOUR CLOSET, YOUR CLOSET IS FULL OF LIES AND SO ARE YOU.

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Darcy eventually confronts him like

Dude if you don't want it I'll stop giving you knitwear

Matt, panicking, shows up the next day wearing gloves and a scarf and a hat

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none of them match even REMOTELY

all of them are weirdly worn out

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(and socks)

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ALSO, I want Matt to be slightly inexpressive in human form because stuff doesn't translate well but he's actually the MOST EMOTIVE DRAGON EVER like other dragons are like Dude, Chill, CONTAIN YOURSELF MATTHEW YOU ARE MAKING US LOOK BAD

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Darcy: ....wut

Matt: MOAR

HE'S THE CUDDLIEST DRAGON

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He like

He's the most expressive lil bean of a red dragon

He wiggles and his tail flicks around and he flares his wings and he has all these cues

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And in human form he's this walking stump

With no ability to express himself

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in dragon form he has an entire MANE of semi-flexible horns that retract and lay flat and puff up and do all sorts of things

and in human form he has fluffy hair

it doesn't translate well

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It really doesn't

Oh my god just

With that in mind

Matt racing to Darcy when she crosses back into his territory

But he's flying and running because dragon form is faster

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And whoops there's a massive horse sized red dragon aiming right for her should she run

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IF SHE RUNS THEN HE HAS TO CHASE HER AND NEITHER OF THEM ARE READY FOR THAT OH SHIT

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Darcy: YOU ARE NOT CRASHING INTO ME WITH CLAWS DUDE

CHASING GAMES OH GOD

MATT LOVES CHASE GAMES

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I HAVE TO GO TO BED

I CANNOT

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IT'S HIS MAIN FLIRTATION MECHANISM THAT ACTUALLY TRANSLATES

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I HAVE WORK AT 8:30AM

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I mean me too xD

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Guh

GO SLEEP

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GOOD NIGHT SHUU

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Gnight :3

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THIS HAS BEEN AWESOME FUN AND GOOD NIGHT!

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I'll send you snippets

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YAAAAAAAS

OKAY GOOD NIGHT

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SLEEP WELL

Today at 4:39 PM

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Honestly want to publish this conversation of dragons on tumblr

May I, please?

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Of course of course

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YAAAAAAAS WILL DO WHEN HOME

#amuse writes stuff #darcy lewis #matt murdock #darcy x matt #darecy #devilshock #fantastical fun and devious dragons

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Grandma (Part II)

A NeighborAU Cassian x Reader

Fandom: Star Wars

Summary: The guy next door should be responsible for the things his cat did in your house.

Part of @propertyofpoeandbucky & @the-new-fanfic-order Galactic Fanatic AU Challenge

A/N: Finally!!! After two months of writing block I come back again, check out the playlist I did for this story (hope you guys like lo-fi). And because everybody deserves to be in a rom-com with our favorite captain I’m gonna use neutral pronouns for Reader. Feedback would be cool, English is not my first language.

(Part I)

Someone knocked the door many times. ‘What was that?’ Cassian thought, even better who could go to his house on Saturday morning when he was reading a good book and drinking black coffee in peace? He tried to ignore whoever it was but knocks kept on and on. “Coming!” then Cassian felt pissed off. He opened the door… and it was you holding Grandma, your chubby white with orange Scottish Fold.

“You?!”

“Yes, me. Take us to the vet. Now” that sounded more like an order than a suggestion.

“Still with it? It’s been a while”

“Exactly a month” You said when Kaytoo showed up, when he looked at Grandma he stood in back feet and tried to reach her but you waved your hand to keep him away.

“You know I don’t have…”

“Time for this? Whatever, I don’t want to know about your busy life, take me to the vet now!”. Cassian didn’t answer you but closed the door very slowly instead not breaking eye contact with you. He tried then to go back to his book, he couldn’t, not with you knocking also kicking the door over and over.

He finally opened the door, limited to say “fine”.

The way to the vet was an awkward silence that kept going in the waiting room. Cassian sat in the same couch than you as further as he could be reading his book, you tried to entertain yourself by petting Grandma when she suddenly walked toward Cassian to laid down on his lap. For a moment you worried Cassian could get angry or set her aside… but he didn’t. Instead he closed his book to pet her in the right places, making Grandma purr. He even called her cute names in a calm tone.

The scene took you aback; you couldn’t believe the man in front of you with his cold nature showed on his face yet short temperament had a soft side too. Later you thought that it could be usual, he has Kaytoo after all, he should know how to pet it but still.

Curiosity took the best of you at the end. “You do this often?” he looked strangely at you, your question took Cassian for surprise. “You know like get along with you cat”

“Not at all. Kaytoo is a pain in the ass he doesn’t even let me pet him, when I try to he scratches me or attacks me jumping into me”

“An asshole, just like his master” you joked, he looked at you burrowed brows, he got offended by it. “As the say goes” you corrected yourself.

“Yeah, I still wonder why this cute kitty belongs to a noisy, uneasy person”

Now it was your turn to get offended but not in the way you did the first time you fought with him, more in a playful way. The dude has humor sense after all. You gasped and said: “I am really cute too, but you need to know me more”.

You lost yourself on the blurry black and white figures the ultrasound showed in its screen, trying to find something inside Grandma’s belly like one of the kittens but no, everything looked odd. Ribs? Guts? That bean shaped thing? Nothing at all until a small circle beated accelerated. “What is that?” you asked to Doctor Mothma.

“That is the heart of one of the kittens, oh look!” one of the kittens stretched inside its mom and make everyone in the room got astonished, Mrs. Mothma, her assistant, you, even Cassian who smile a little. He was happy and you couldn’t believe it. ‘Every time Cassian smiles a puppy dies’, some part of your brain joked about it making you feel guilty, the other part was still in shock, first his soft side now his smile! Too much. Cassian felt how you stared at him, felt ashamed and went again to the grumpy face, oh, good when it lasted.

“Well well, it looks that the kittens are all good, as I can see there will be five of them that can be born every moment” The session finished, you took Grandma in your lap to made your way outside, Cassian stood to talk with Mrs. Mothma.

“If you or your partner have any prob-” “wha-what?!” Cassian almost yelled at her.

“Did I say something wrong?” She didn’t understand why Cassian had to freak out.

“They’re not my partner, we’re not even dating, we’re just neighbors”

“Is that so? But you look so cute together”. Cassian didn’t believe it, he will never date you, how could he? He barely knows you and more than talk to each other both of you pick an argument so it’s impossible but… he remembered you said you had a soft cute side that shows up when someone knows you better; from where he stood he could see you tickling your cat in the belly, happy, carefree, cute even. What? No! Still impossible, he said to himself.

“Anyway here’s the bill” Mrs. Mothma said, Cassian took the paper and felt his body froze in surprise by the cost of the ultrasound, he couldn’t help to shout his head off you could hear him from you were.

You chuckled. “We did it Grandma, what a tool”. Grandma meowed back.

A week later you ran out of cat food; poor Grandma ate too much calories for her and the pack inside her so you went to the supermarket to buy the things you will need for the kittens also groceries. You walked with your cart trough the corridors when you bumped into a girl. “Y/N?”

“Iylla?” You felt happy for find your friend. “What a coincidence, what are you doing here?”

“Well you remember Poe? He ran into a college friend, they have spent minutes talking about things I don’t understand” she pointed where his boyfriend and his friend were. You found out Poe’s friend looked familiar.

“Cassian?” You hid from him behind your cart. “You know him?”

“Well yes he is my neighbor” right then and there you had an idea; you took cans of cat food, baby blankets and whatnot. “Help me with this” you give half the stuff to Iylla, you kept the other half to yourself as both of you made your way to the cart that had Cassian’s groceries. Iylla helped you put all the things inside the cart as quiet as possible, you didn’t want Cassian to notice.

“Why do you do this?” Iylla asked confused.

“Basically his cat got Grandma pregnant so I forced him to-”

“Grandma is preggies?!” She felt too excited she forgot you were trying to hide from Cassian. It was too late, both men turn around to find you trying to run. Facepalm.

“Y/N!” Poe was glad to found you. “Oh not again” you know how Cassian felt.

“Hey! What’s up? What a coincidence” you tried to sound cool, you failed again.

“What are you doing here?” Poe asked

“Yeah I walked around, and walked around, trying to find you know, things…” you giggle nerviously. “Oh god it’s too late I. Must. Go.” You took your cart and ran away. How embarrassing. You made your way to checkouts, pay for your groceries, took your bags but you didn’t move from the front of the cash registers waiting for Cassian, for the cat food, only for the cat food. Yeah.

Ten minutes passed when he got in line then you notice something strange: everyone around him went head over heels for him; the casher, other workers, the rest of people in line, everyone. They blushed, giggle nervously, some women even bit their lips while undress him with their eyes, it was like you could read their minds. The scene made you sick, your blood boiled, your hands turn into fists, you want to punch him in the face but why? Why get angry with a man who is no related to you in any way? It’s not your problem how he lives his life and, in this case, how people react to him, then what was that? you went deep in your inner crisis until Cassian snapped his fingers in front of your face. He was angry, furrowed brows, killer sight and all that shit again.

“Don’t look at me like that!” You said.

“Then how?” Cassian said softly but with sentiment. “How could be my reaction when someone put their stuff in my cart waiting for me to pay for them?” Another day, another argument began.

“First” you raised a finger, “I’m still with my stance of you paying all needed to the kittens so get used to it. Second” another finger added, “I have reasons to be mad too, what were you doing in line?”

“Doing what?”

“Wow how modest of you, how the hell did you cast a spell on all those people?”

Cassian turned around to see the cashiers sighing, waving at him, “Oh, that”. He shrugged his shoulders “I’m not sure”.

Then you were upset. “Liar”

“It’s true” he wasn’t angry anymore, he calmly tried to defend himself. “That thing happens every time I’m on a public place, works on waiters, taxi drivers, hostesses and many others.” He said while walking to the parking lot with bags on his hands leaving you behind. You followed him close.

“How and why? It’s not like you were the most handsome man in the world”

He stopped to look at you, raised an eyebrow also smirked. “Jealous?” You felt some mockery in his voice along with confidence.

You gasped “Me? As if”

“Ok then, get in the car” Cassian took the keys to turn off the alarm of his car.

“Huh?”

“Let me take you home now that I found you here” He limited to say.

“It’s not necessary” you said, “I’m a strong independent sensual person who can take their groceries all by-” in that moment your bags broke and all your stuff fell on the floor, you stood there not knowing what to do except for let out a long loud groan in frustration. When your lungs got empty you found Cassian had already put all your stuff in the trunk and started the car engine, waiting for you.

“Get in”

“Ok”

#star wars #star wars fanfiction #cassian andor #cassian andor x reader #rogue one #rogue one fanfiction #rogue one fanfic #star wars fanfic #grandma #propertyofpoeandbucky #the-new-fanfic-order #canon and me

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