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vetlan · 3 years

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Summary: Nothing says "Impromptu Darkwing Duck Reunion" like being arrested for something a group of lookalikes did, and then being bailed out by a… Darkwing Duck cosplayer? Fanboy? Well, there were odder things that happened in relation to that cursed show.

Characters Present: Megavolt ( Actor ), Quackerjack ( Actor ), Liquidator ( Actor ), Bushroot ( Actor ), Darkwing Duck ( Drake Mallard )

Notes: The Actors are named after the original Voice Actors! Also this isn’t meant to make much sense, I just sat down today and chose violence, and by violence I meant a “short” humor fic based on the idea of the old actors seeing their villain alter-egos on the news. Serisouly how did this turn into writing almost 5k words in one day...

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Dan Rattus-Sphynx was having a bad day, but not a terrible one. He was stuck in traffic on his way home after a long day at work, thinking on the cold tv-dinner he'd be indulging in while wondering what was causing the hold up -- unfortunately, if he'd been listening to the news on the radio, he would've been tipped off to the one fact that was about to turn his bad day into a terrible one: the old cast of Darkwing Duck was to be brought in for questioning. After Jim Starling's little explosive breakdown, when mirror-perfect images of the old actors started looting and terrorizing the city, the mayor wanted to take no chances.

And maybe then he wouldn't have laughed and asked the cops if they were a fan of his work as Megavolt -- he was pretty sure now, sitting in his cell, that they took that the wrong way.

He was the first to be apprehended.

Next came Michael Peckbell, once known as the actor behind Quackerjack, who was embarrassingly enough, arrested in a clown costume. Dan genuinely tried to hide his snickering as the old clown jingled miserably into the cell, done arguing for his innocence. It is only after he threw a dirty look at Dan that he recognized who he was sharing a cell with, and his annoyance turned to recognition and then confusion, head tilting to the side and making his hat jingle.

"Wait, why are you here?"

"Same reason you are, I guess… There's a warrant for our arrest because some lookalikes decided to rob banks while cosplaying as our old Darkwing Duck roles."

"No, seriously, Dan, why are we here? I was at a brat's blasted birthday party when these BRUTES went and tackled me!" Hands on his hips, Michael didn't look particularly amused as he tapped his foot, and Dan tried his best not to get short with the ex-actor turned party clown.

"Hey, I am serious! It's all they're showing on the news, I got taken while driving home! Wait, shh, do you hear that--" "Oh no, you're not shutting me up--" "I'm serious serious Mike, listen!"

Holding the duck's beak shut, which earned him another dirty look, Dan shuffled them closer to the holding bars so that they could listen to the news from the dingy little tv at the start of the holding cells corridor. Seriously, couldn't they turn the volume up a little? Luckily, as if hearing his silent wish, they do turn the sound up.

"... we interrupt this segment to bring an update on the current string of robberies and break-ins that have been plaguing St. Canard to inform that massive plant growths are starting to block off city exits, we strongly recommend that you resist fleeing the city and instead head home where it is safest -- ah, I am now getting reports of streets being flooded! Again, stay indoors and do not head out until further instructions! Your city's law enforcement is currently working with Darkwing Duck to apprehend the criminals behind this!"

"Oh quack, actual super villains, we're doomed!" A wailing voice can be heard from the front of the police station, paired with a stern: "GET IT TOGETHER, they have Darkwing Duck on the case!" The commotion paired well with the confused and genuinely taken aback look Dan and Mike shared.

"Drkwng dck?!" Mike tries to get through his beak, then realizing Dan was still holding it shut and slapping the hand away. Probably for the best right there, as that exclamation would've been much louder otherwise. "Has the world gone cuckoo? He's fiction! We're fiction! Well, not us, we're not fiction, but the characters we played! They can't be serious, this why we're here? Hah! Give me a break!" The party clown jumps on the cell bars, shaking the door and making a ruckus, refusing to believe a single thing he's heard: "Ha! Ha! Ha! Very funny, now let us out!" Each 'laugh' is punctuated by a vigorous shake and increased irritation, visibly huffing from anger from his beak… and absolutely not helping their case. One policeman dared peek over their way, and he squealed!

(Jeez, what is it with clowns and short tempters?)

"Would you cut that out? You look deranged! Is this what you do at birthday parties?" With a sharp tug at the back of the collar, Dan manages to pry his ex-co-star from the bars, who seemingly immediately deflates and jingles to one of the benches, sitting with his elbows on his knees and his cheeks in his hands, absolutely pouting. "I'm not any happier about this than you are, you know! But it makes sense! Almost! It explains why we couldn't get any work done at the office today, our system kept going down like someone was messing with it!" That earns him a scoff from his current cell companion, and Dan can't help but throw a look in the clown's direction. "What?"

"You, work in an office?" The question can come across as derogative, but there's genuine curiosity there. "I thought you were big into the acting thing, had your big break and everything as a villain or something." A pause. "Well, bigger villain than before."

There Dan pauses, brings up an index finger as if he's going to make a point, then just sighs and practically collapses into a slouch. It has been a while since the last Darkwing Duck meet-up, huh? No wonder Mike was so out of the loop.

"Yes, well, I gave it up. Want to hear a secret?" An earnest jingly nod is his reply. "I was asked to return for the Darkwing Duck remake… reboot… whatever movie they were making, but I just said no. I feel like I got typecast into the 'weasely evil rat' archetype, you know? After a while, I just started to wonder if people were laughing with me or at me. At least you made it work out somehow."

"That's exactly my deal! People kept making me into the laughing stock so I figured I might as well be an actual clown and beat them to the punch. The brats are annoying, but it beats the circus I was at before the show. Keeps me from getting rusty, even if I'm just going through a checklist of party-tricks at this point." From his pout, Mike perks up, banging his fist on the bench to his side before standing up again, seemingly bracing himself for -- ah, he twirls into a handstand, and Dan claps in genuine amazement.

"Wow, you still got it!"

"Eh, it's nothing. Unlike you guys, I had to work with Jim directly, by his rules. No doubles allowed, or I was a puffy-tailed coward. Quackerjack had no real special effects, remember? Just toys and acrobatics to use against Darkwing Duck." He could do it, but admittedly his endurance wasn't what it used to be. Still, to be a bit of a show-off, Mike stays like that for another minute before twirling right side up, trying to shake off the dizziness that came up with it -- only to stumble and be steadied by Dan when the lights in the entire station flicker and a distant rumble shakes the entire street, and suddenly they remember their current predicament. Yeap. Whatever was going on was very real.

"Hey, cut that out!" Someone calls from the front of the police station, and Dan tries his best not to sound absolutely peeved off when he answers back. "It's not me, you bumbling meatheads!" He genuinely tried.

The silence after that is frustrating and uncomfortable. Meeting up was nice and all, but no one was talking to them, they didn't know if their friends and family were safe, and apparently, the city really was being overtaken by super-powered criminals based on characters they played in a kid's tv-show. So Dan sat on the bench, momentarily stunned by that fact even though he was the one trying to convince Mike it made sense, all the while the clown decided to tire himself out further by continuously jumping up to try and look out the tiny cell window they had.

"Would you STOP your jingling about!?"

The only answer Dan got was a raspberry blown in his direction. Real mature.

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Tino had made his mind up the moment he caught sight of himself on live tv robbing a bank: he was turning himself in. For one thing, it would immediately prove his innocence because he couldn't be robbing banks if he was in captivity, and then he'd hopefully be safe from these super-powered evildoers! Alright, so, well, his initial plan was to flee the city, but then his green lookalike decided to go and BLOCK every exit to St. Canard just as he was trying to drive away. It was almost impressive, really, to see what a bigger budget could have gotten them back in the good old days, but it was mostly terrifying that the guy behind these massive green growths was out there. W-w-what if these copycats had some sort of personal vendetta against the originals?! He wasn't sure why they would, but he wasn't taking any chances! He was driving to the nearest police station and that was it!

Only one road is cut off, the other is flooding towards him and it takes all his composure to slam on the reverse and scream at the same time, and instead, Tino decides to just head for the high ground at a park and go from there. Tino might have been speeding for the first time in his life just then, but he figured that it was fair -- and hey, maybe a cop would come and arrest him! No such luck, however.

The mallard duck looked positively green in the face ( no pun intended ) as he thought over his options, though it felt more like he was frozen in shock, just sitting there with his hands on the wheel and looking straight ahead. Was that… the ground shaking? If he looked at his bobblehead of Bushroot (which he'd be tossing out after this endeavor, thank you very much), he could take note of how it kept shaking as if with the steps of a giant duck --

The passenger door to his car opens, a figure jumps inside and Tino screams like a banshee and just tosses his wallet and car keys at them, fruitlessly trying to open the door and escape after he reactively locked them with the press of a button.

"TAKE IT, I DON'T NEED IT, I'M A POOR COLLEGE PROFESSOR SPARE ME --"

"JUST CALM DOWN, I DON'T WANT YOUR DANG -- wait Real? Tino Real?! It's me! Jack Pumi! Old co-star?!" And as if a switch had been flipped inside Tino's head, first his voice gives out and then his beak shuts, and his feathers unruffle themselves. Yes, he knew a Jack Pumi, that's right.

"Oh, sorry friend! You really shouldn't sneak up on a duck-like that, I feel like I almost laid my heart there!" Tino practically melts into his seat as his stress is wrung out of him at the sight of a familiar face during these scary times. "What brings you to… my car?" Hey, why did Jack get into his car?

"Ah, don't sweat it old chum! We're all a little jumpy nowadays, criminals on the run and all that." The Bushroot bobblehead is starting to shake with considerable vigor, but this is missed by the two as Jack pats Tino on the shoulder. "As for why I'm here --" A look in the rearview mirror, the surprisingly unmistakable sound of a car being stepped on not too far behind them by a giant clown robot. "DRIVE!"

You didn't have to ask Tino twice, even if they both fumbled with the keys back and forth before finally taking off as a massive foot concaved the ground where they just were, but it was best if they focused on that later. Right now, they were flooring it to… somewhere.

"Just like the good old days, don't you think? So, what's the plan, captain?" As Jack tried to hold on through Tino's panicked driving, he felt he might as well make some small talk -- not to mention that he talks when he's nervous.

"In the good old days, we were the bad guys squashing innocent civilians, and I have to say, it isn't much fun when you're on the other side of it! And p-plan, well, I don't know, drive until it leaves us alone? Until the deranged clown gets bored?"

"If I recall, boring that quacking menace is the last thing you want to do…"

"Well, what do you suggest?! Ohnononoit'sgettingcloser!" And the laughing is getting considerably irksome, if not straight up giving the both of them goose-skin.

"Where were you going before I showed up, why were you just sitting there at the park?"

"I was thinking of driving to a police station and hiding there, but the streets got flooded so I drove to higher ground and then… I froze in the existential terror of considering that a super-powered copycat of myself was wreaking havoc."

"First: beats driving in circles trying to lose this clown, second: boy I feel ya, but now's maybe not the time to focus on that pal-io! How's about you really step on the gas and see if we can't throw it off? There, right there! Turn!"

A paired screaming match occurs when Jack just grabs the wheel and sends them on a sudden turn right, Tino struggling to regain control of the car before laughing hysterically with nervous energy as Quackerjack's mech kept going straight… before turning to look at them again. They screamed again and floored the gas as far down as this crusty old car could go.

Meanwhile, Quackerjack just let out a singular 'huh' at the realization that there was a car under him the whole time… before devolving into a manic fit of giggles at the realization of the terror he caused to the two little bugs hidden under his massive robot's beak. Oh, he loves being a bad guy. Endless fun!

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"I'm TELLING you, that's a giant Quackerjack robot! Look! Look!"

"How many times do I have to tell you that I can't jump that high?!"

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The rest of the drive was… surprisingly peaceful. Sure, there were random root systems on the road that pretty much served as speedbumps every so often, but outside of that there was no sign of any evildoers, only the ominous red glow in the sky coming from some skyscraper or other, neither Tino or Jack cared much for the fancy science labs uptown… but that probably explains the commotion going on! The bet was on if it was science or magic behind this mess, and Tino was feeling pretty sure about his bet on magic.

Alright, so maybe peaceful wasn't the word, more like… eerie. But it beat constant panic 100%, so Tino wasn't complaining! About that, at least. He was most certainly complaining about his current treatment at the police station -- they wouldn't arrest him! Which wasn't a complaint he thought he could make.

"We're not looking for fanboys, we're looking for the actual actors to turn themselves in!"

"F-fanboys!? Why I oughta -- do you expect me to grow a plant on top of my head? I'm Tino Real, I played Bushroot, this is Jack Pumi, he played the Liquidator. What's next, you expect him to turn into liquid?"

Perhaps a bad choice of words, as that's exactly the footage that was shown through live news on the tv right then and there, Bushroot and the Liquidator teaming up and just wiping the floor with what appeared to be… Gizmoduck. Huh. Oh well.

"Honestly, yes. We already caught the other two, and they're not causing any problems anymore."

"Wait, other two? Do you mean Dan and Mike?" Jack interrupts, only to be interrupted himself by the officer that had just been speaking. "Quackerjack and Megavolt," the officer corrects.

Tino can't resist facepalming.

"You can see Quackerjack in the distance from here…" It was true, it looked like he was headed for the building emitting that ominous glow, for whatever reason, but there's no missing that giant clown robot-toy thing. That murmured exasperation does give the officer pause, and he holds up an index finger telling them to wait where they are… which they do, with a tap of a foot and impatient crossed arms, as he walks around his desk, doggy tail impatiently swooshing behind him… before quickly tucking between his legs as he hurried back inside, seconds before the lights inside the station all shut down, emergency generators kicking in seconds after.

"Quackerjack, Megavolt, accounted for. You were right." Snout pale, the dog looked like he was sweating underneath his coat of fur, licking his lips in nervousness. So maybe they shouldn't have been quite as ruff when apprehending the first two… Oh well. "I don't care anymore, you can share a cell with the other washed-up acts." The green duck said something about it being safer in than out, and well, the police dog couldn't exactly argue against it. Besides, the mayor said to apprehend them, right? Hopefully, no word about them trying to turn these two away would surface…

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"Dan, Mike, buddies, remember me?!"

That got the two sitting in the cell snap their heads up so fast, one could almost hear a whip crack, and Mike punches Dan in the shoulder, a large grin on his face. "See, what did I tell ya, they got caught too, which means they know we're innocent, so they have to let us out. That, and you owe me 20."

"Funny joke, clown, they're joining you, not the other way around."

One click, two click, and Toni and Jack join the other two actors inside the cell, and Toni nearly kisses the floor he's so glad to be inside and safe. Well, safe-ish.

"Haha, don't mind him, we just had a rough trip on the way over, traffic was absolutely killer!" No, Jack couldn't help it, he had to make that joke. "We would've gotten here sooner, but we spent like ten minutes driving away from a killer giant robot that looked like… what's with the clown costume?" It wasn't Quackerjack-y, but that was definitely a clown outfit.

"Oh, was that your car?! Ahahaha -- sorry, sorry, but that's all I could see from that window -- he almost crushed you two a good five times! And I'm a clown. End of story." The tone of voice certainly said so, but then it quickly turned to confusion. "Wait, what do you mean 'gotten here sooner'? You want to be in jail?"

"Well, we, we, we were going to turn ourselves in! And we did! It's safer to be in here than out there, you know! You watched us almost get crushed!"

Mike looks like he's about to say something, and then he realizes Toni definitely had a good point there, so he settles on shrugging his shoulders, looking at Dan and hoping he'd have any sort of opinion on this other than just 'meh'.

"So…" Dan starts, feeling particularly coerced by Mike's incessant staring, but not having anything interesting to talk about.

"So…" Jack copies as he looks around their holding cell before slapping his hands together. "We're staying in here until this all blows over, as I'm pretty sure they know we're not the ones causing the big old ruckus. Kind of slaps me with a terrible sense of deja-vu, to be quite honest. The Fearsome Four, back together!"

That does bring up some amused mumbling from the group, even if the mere mention of the show had since gotten stale thanks to Jim Starling's obsession with it, mentioning it wherever he went.

"The only thing that's missing is Dorkwing Duck, huh?" Mike adds, snickering to himself, before pausing with a pensive look on his beak, and Toni can't help but regret what he's about to ask:

"What's on your mind, Michael?"

"Just thinking, really, but… What if this is Jim's doing? You all heard how he went crazy about the movie, right? Single handedly got it canceled, got into a fight with the new guy playing Darkwing Duck. What if this is him trying to reboot it on his own now?" Ignoring the fact that it sounded like a conspiracy theory, it almost made sense. He hasn't been seen since, so what if he was planning his comeback all this time?

The four occupants of the cell look at each other, and then break down laughing.

"As if! That thick headed, self-centered dimwit couldn't plan something this far ahead!"

"Where would he find these super-powered copycats, anyway?!"

"You'd think he'd come for the source material, if it came to that!"

"Ahaha, I know, right!?"

And just like that, the ice was broken, and the four of them made themselves as comfortable as they could in their current situation, deciding to look at it as a surprise reunion. Funny how most of their problems with the old show stemmed from Jim…

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A large explosion echoes through St. Canard, and Mike wastes no time in trying to peek out the tiny cell window while a commotion began at the front of the police station. The ominous red glow faded from the sky, the plants withered, lights flickered back on through the city, and floods ran down drain pipes.

Whatever it was, it was done. Hopefully.

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The next morning wasn't exactly glamorous. They were served their breakfast slop and told to wait until they fixed the bureaucracy involved in this mess, because apparently there was no paperwork for "interdimensional villains from an old live-action hero show", and there was no real proof they weren't connected somehow.

"Outside of the fact that we spent all night in here?! Let! Us! Out!"

"Seriously, what is it with clowns and short tempters…" Dan mutters, but all that Toni and Jack offer him is a vague shrug. Mike was just like that, why else would they pick him to play Quackerjack?

"Experts agree, stressing yourself out won't get you anywhere, friend!" Jack starts, even if he's not exactly sure who the experts would be in this case. It does make the duck stop trying to strangle or otherwise pry the cell bars appart with sheer physical strength -- that, or someone was finally coming to see them. Turns out it was the later, but Jack would like to believe he helped anyway!

No words of acknowledgement, just the same cop that greeted Toni and Jack yesterday, but now, instead of a scared look on his face, he looked positively starstruck. Which would be nice, if he hadn't made it clear that he didn't care about their acting careers, so what gives? The four of them look at each other, and after a vague shrug from Dan, they file out of the holding cells and make their way out. Or plan to, at least, until Mike comes to a full stop and forces everyone behind him to stumble over each other.

"Hey, what gives --!"

"JIM!? I WAS KIDDING WHEN I SAID THOSE THINGS YESTERDAY, I DIDN'T THINK IT WAS ACTUALLY YOU BEHIND THIS --"

The clown-attired duck rattles off, and that startles both the party behind him and the supposed Jim, who jumps a whole foot into the air and stretches his hands in front of him, trying to calm the shocked duck down.

"N-no, no, you got it all wrong, I'm Darkwing Duck! The one and only! Technically based on the remake but we don't talk about it! AlsoI'mabigfanandIwaswonderingifyouwouldn'tmindsigningthisposter--"

The first part wouldn't be unbelievable if it had been Jim, but the mention of a remake knocked it down a peg, and then saying he's a fan and asking for an autograph, even if said all in one breath, definitely meant it wasn't Jim. The (once) Fearsome Four let out a shared sigh that they didn't know they were holding as they surrounded this… cosplayer, for lack of a better term.

"Could've fooled me, you're his splitting image, I tell you what… Well, no, you're smooth. He was more…" Mike takes a second to mess up his face feathers, making it look like he'd been sleeping face down for a month. "Gruff, yeah? You look like a baby in comparison."

"Hey! I'll have you know I saved this city from complete annihilation!"

"What was that about a poster, kiddo?" Jack interjects, leaning over Mike's shoulder. "I guess it's the least we can do for saving our city, and in turn us. Not going to lie, it's been a while since I've signed a poster, ever since I started selling --"

"Tupperware?! I have your entire collection, you weren't lying when you said those things could last!"

Jack had to stop and blink for a second, even if his brain automatically had him fetch a pen from an inner pocket. The guy was a "hero", yet here he was fanboying over a tupperware salesman. "Haha, well, I don't like having my face attached to cheap products, what can I say. So, who do we make it out to be?"

"Uh… Darkwing… Duck?"

"Creative," Dan adds with a snicker, but takes the pen from Jack anyway to sign the poster.

"Short notice, what can I say, I came as soon as I heard that they had you guys locked up in here, after making sure the interdimensional evil-doers were in their respective places of course!" The masked duck before them poses in what they guess he thinks is a heroic pose, and out of politeness they don't mention that it makes him look like an absolute tool.

"So those… look-alikes, they're gone? Oh, I never realized quite how frightening our characters were at the time, it was just a silly children's cartoon…" Genuinely, all that Toni wanted now was to crawl home and pass out for a week straight, even if he might miss a weeks worth of work. He felt like it was only fair!

"Darkwing Duck guarantee! I would tell more in hopes of assuring you, but it's all classified, I'm sure you can understand. Just know that there's a real hero watching St. Canard now! Petty thug or super-villain, I'm your guy!"

The poster goes from hand to hand, and they all sign it before giving it back, and the excitement the masked duck shows for it is a little nice, as Jack had mentioned previously. Usually Jim hogged all the attention at fan meetings, whether the fan wanted it or not.

"Oh Launch… I mean, LP is going to eat his scarf when he sees this! You guys have just made a hero's day! Say, would it be too much if I asked for a h--"

"Yeah, no, too much." Dan deadpanned, and everyone agreed wholeheartedly, instead offering a handshake instead, which is gladly taken.

"So, what are your plans now? I could give one of you a ride!" Wringing his hat between his hands, this Darkwing Duck wannabe looked like he wanted to tag along with them, as if he expected them to act like they did on the show, and an awkward look was shared between the four of them. How to gently let this guy down… Seriously, they didn't need a vigilante deciding reality equals fiction -- IGNORING THE EVENTS OF LAST NIGHT.

"Thanks but no thanks, my plan is to go home, pass out, and forget this ever happened." Answer, you just don't, it's a grown man for quack's sake. Mike drops the cape corner he was inspecting and waltzes out the door, his hat jingling behind him.

It didn't take much for everyone else to follow after.

"Pretty much." "Ditto." "I'm still not certain it wasn't an overly elaborate dream."

Not taking a hint, Darkwing Duck follows after them, waving as they all squeeze into Toni's little car. "Good thinking, guys! Just remember, if there's trouble --"

"You call DW!" Alright, he could have that one freebie on the house, Jack decided, even if everyone else in the car stink eyed him for indulging the masked weirdo. "What, it is a catchy tune!"

The car wasn't the only thing grumbling as it drove off.

#dt17 #darkwing duck #drake mallard #quackerjack #megavolt #bushroot #liquidator #fanfics.#i would post else where but im lazy #maybe later #washed up four

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its-the-g-tea-babey · 5 years

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Joker Asserts Dominance Over Banjo

It was a wild day at the Smash Mansion. It had been revealed that Terry Bogard would be making his way to Smash Bros, Banjo and Kazooie had finally arrived, and even SANS (from Undertale) was here! It was exciting for the fellow fighters to meet Sans, along with Banjo and his Bird friend. Everyone was crowded around the bear and bird duo, along with the skeleton.

Everyone except for Joker, that is.

As much as he wanted to meet Sans (he was a big fan of Undertale), he was scanning the scene with an air of dismay. He was almost certain he had been replaced by Banjo and his bitchy bird (who was not unlike Morgana), as they crowded around him and bombarded him with questions about his hometown now that Gruntilda wasn’t terrorizing Spiral Mountain anymore.

He secretly yearned to be at the spotlight, savoring his extremely extra and flashy moments as a Phantom Thief. But with Banjo being a cultural icon, it wasn’t very likely that he would be getting the spotlight soon.

Actually, scratch that.

Make it never.

He would never be popular ever again. He frowned as he gazed longingly at the other fighters, wishing they would notice he wasn’t there. But they wouldn’t. They wouldn’t notice him. Not over Banjo. He glared at the pudgy bear as his saddened frown turned into a rage-filled grimace. That bear, the one that took all his friends from him and left him to rot.

Damn him.

Damn him to the darkest, most sin filled pits of hell.

Hey, wait a minute.

Sin.

Joker’s eyes widened as the back of his mind made a plan. A devious plan to get rid of Banjo and Kazooie once and for all. A smirk split across his lips as his tongue licked and covered them with saliva. “I know what to do…” The Phantom Thief muttered devilishly as he slunk further into the shadows, planning on hatching his wicked plan very, very soon. “You better enjoy your time here, scuzz-fur and bird brain, for it’ll be very short.” He chuckled ominously as he disappeared from view.

***

It had been three days since Banjo, Kazooie, and Sans had come to stay at the Smash Mansion. It had been eventful, to say the least. The child fighters always fought over who would get to fight Banjo next, Pit would always be next to Sans, cracking terrible angel-themed puns (which Sans himself highly approved of) and Fox was surprisingly the only one to wonder where the actual hell Joker went. The vulpine pilot brought this up at the lunch table while talking to Palutena, Olimar, Kirby, and Ganondorf.

Palutena made a face like she left the oven on at her home as she realized that Joker was gone for the span of three days and she never noticed. “I don’t think he’s in trouble, he can take care of himself. He did kill a god, after all.” She said, despite the immense guilt and worry seeping into her words.

“You don’t sound so sure of that Palu.” Fox replied.

Kirby piped up. “You think he ran away cause he thought we didn’t love him anymore?”

McCloud’s ears flattened against his skull as remorse flooded his senses. “Considering his past, it’s very possible.” He said sadly.

“And the fact we’ve been basically latching onto Banjo and Kazooie doesn’t make it any better.” Ganondorf pointed out.

“You’re right, though I wish you weren’t…” Olimar, who had stayed silent the whole time they were talking, decided to put his piece onto the puzzle and help them in what way he could by throwing his input out there.

They all decided to put all their efforts into finding Joker and convincing him that he was still loved and wanted in the Smash Mansion.

***

“Where do you think he’ll be at 5:30?” Joker’s voice questioned.

“I dunno. Probably the garden.” Sans shrugged.

“Great! You just have to walk up to him, start up a conversation, tell him that there’s a fighter he never met, bring him to me, and bingo! Considering your charisma, quick wits, and his stupidity, there’s a 100% guarantee this’ll all work out!” Joker shot up from his seat and clapped his hands, fully knowing Banjo and Kazooie were going to get what they deserved very soon.

“Hehe. The funniest thing about this plan is that it’s not really a lie. There really is a fighter he never met, due to you hiding yourself so well.” Sans chuckled dryly.

Joker shrugged and nodded his head in agreement before sitting down once more. He looked at the clock. It was 5:27. He smiled broadly as he turned to his bony accomplice. “It’s time!” He beamed. “Sans, you must go to the garden!”

The skeleton winked at his Phantom Thief friend as he got up and started to walk out before turning his head towards Joker quizitivly. “What do you plan to do with them once you have them, kiddo?” He asked.

His beaming smile turned into a sadistic smirk as his eyes narrowed in an almost lusty way. “Something very, very wicked, my bony friend!”

Sans snorted loudly. “Okay. You do you kiddo. But i’m watching.” The skeleton had the final say as he left the room with an objective in mind for once.

***

It was bright and sunny when the bear Banjo and his bird friend Kazooie (who was tucked away in his backpack) strode into the garden to look at the flowers and cool his mind. He had been there for a few minutes when he heard the sound of someone walking towards him. He turned around to see Sans strolling on the path, while absentmindedly looking around, until setting his eyes on Banjo and waving to get his attention.

Banjo waved back and hopped over to the skeleton. “Lovely day, isn’t, Sans?” He cheerily called out. Sans shrugged his trademark shrug. “Yeah, I could guess so.” He replied. “Guessing is all you can do with that thick skull of yours, hollow-head!” Kazooie crowed. Banjo slapped the breegull on the back while muttering a hushed “Kazooie!” reprimandingly and looked up. “I’m very sorry about that, Sans.” He apologized profusely. Sans shrugged once again. “Nah, it’s nothin kid. Besides, I need you to come with me. Apparently there’s one fighter we somehow never met. I was shocked myself when I first met him. He’s a real piece of work, that’s what I say.”

Banjo’s shocked expression turned into one of excitement. “Well where is he, Sans?” The bear asked. The skeleton chuckled. “He’s somewhere in the back halls. Here, i’ll take you to him.” Banjo nodded swiftly and excitedly as he walked behind Sans, who showed them the way.

Sans snickered silently as he led the way to, unknowingly to Banjo and Kazooie, their doom.

Mission accomplished.

***

The door to the storage room opened as Sans walked into it with Banjo and Kazooie behind him. The group looked around the place in confusion as they wondered where this missing fighter actually was. Sans scratched his head, despite how impossible it may seem. “Huh. That’s strange. I thought he would be here.”

“Why would he be in a storage closet?” Kazooie piped up. Sans said nothing as he used his telekinesis to shut and lock the door, much to Banjo and Kazooie’s surprise. Banjo turned over to Sans while Kazooie flew out of the bag and attempted in vain to open the door. “S-Sans! What are you doing!” He gasped out.

“Helping me, worm-face!” A mysterious voice boomed. The lights went brighter, enough to reveal the mysterious figure, a teenager with a coal black ankle-length tailcoat, along with a dark gray high-necked waistcoat, that was embellished with shimmering gold accents, ink-colored pants, brownish-black shoes with pointed tips, a pair of bright red gloves, a black and white birdlike domino mask which drew attention to his eyes, which were blood red and almost glowing. The boy grinned as he descended from the top of the shelf, crimson eyes shimmering evily.

“Hey! Who are you?” Kazooie squawked loudly, obviously angry at being betrayed by Sans. The masked teenager smirked. “The name’s Ren. Ren Amamiya. But to all, I am known as Joker, the Phantom, the Trickster, and, hell, some even know me as Akira Kurusu, although Akira Kurusu is actually my middle name.” He cleared his throat. “But enough with that, I shall soon have my revenge, so you don’t need to hear my life story.”

Banjo tilted his head. “Revenge? On us? Why?” He asked in confusion. Joker shook his head. “Ever since you came here, nobody has talked to me, or even noticed that I was gone! Before you came along, I was loved and cherished by all! You stole everything from me!” He started to quiver with rage, and jealous, anger filled tears began to grow in his eyes as he lost more and more of his composure and began to be driven more and more by his own hatred. “And you’ll pay!” He growled. “You’ll pay for everything!” He snarled as he lunged straight for Banjo, whose eyes were wide and scared, and gripped him by his arms, claw-like fingers drawing blood from the frightened bear, eyes wide, insane, and flickering from blood red to silvery gray.

Kazooie then leapt onto Joker and started pecking at his hair, to which the phantom released Banjo and started scratching and clawing furiously at the freegull before finally hitting her hardly in the chest and watching her fly from his head to the ground in a crumpled mess. “Banjo…” She coughed weakly. “G-get out of here now…” Banjo shook his head and tried to run over to Kazooie, but tripped and fell over a bone which Sans conjured. The skeleton walked over and tied up the bear securely, so that he couldn’t escape while Joker did the same for Kazooie. The phantom thief crouched next to Kazooie and grinned. “I’m going to enjoy this a lot.” He taunted. Kazooie grimaced. “What are you going to do, scum-bag?” Joker brightened up, despite just being insulted. “This.” He said right before grabbing Kazooie and licking her beak. The breegull squawked in disgust as Joker licked her a second time before putting her head inside his mouth. Kazooie cawed and crowed as she attempted to escape Joker’s maw, but to no avail as Joker continued to swallow her whole until she was fully in his stomach chamber, making sure to remove the ropes binding the bird. Joker licked his lips and patted his bulging stomach contently, whereas Banjo looked the fighter in fear, for he had just watched Kazooie get eaten alive, by a teenage boy, no less! Banjo’s eyes widened and he gulped as Joker set his sights on the bear and started to walk in his direction. The phantom crouched, his distended belly sticking out. He tilted Banjo’s head up to his eye level. “You’re gonna be with her soon, so don’t worry about a thing.”

“Kinky.” Sans commented as Joker loosened the ropes on Banjo so that he could eat him easier. Joker then licked his nose, before putting his face inside his mouth and gulping and, despite the bear’s struggling, managed to swallow him whole as well. He fell to the floor huffing and puffing after he found out he was too heavy to move. Despite this, Joker was being washed over by a wave of euphoria that wasn’t about to end any time soon. He rubbed at his own stomach, not understanding why the hell he was so happy about it, but then it hit him: Banjo and Kazooie were at his mercy. If he decided not to lift a finger, they would both be converted into pudge on his figure, and he liked that. A whole fucking lot. Perhaps, he thought, perhaps he would try this on someone else. Maybe that meddlesome assist trophy Waluigi would be an ideal next target, for he was very, very annoying. Maybe.

#joker #persona 5 #ren amamiya #persona 5 protagonist #my stuff #soft vore #sans #sans undertale #banjo #kazooie #banjo kazooie #unwilling vore

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I wrote these a bit lengthy, so I’m sticking a cut here bc spoilers for 4.5 but I was an indecisive bean and there’s an entry for Serella, Uthengentle, and just because I write him enough that I might as well, one for Aymeric as well! Thank you for the ask! \o/

(edit: OR IT JUST WON’T LET ME ADD A CUT WHAT THE ACTUAL SHIT TUMBLR I’M ON THE DESKTOP SITE SO FAIR WARNING SPOILERS FOR 4.5 AFTER THIS EDIT OKAY THANK YOU I’M SO SORRY WTFFFFFF)

Serella:

My name is Serella Arcbane. (her name is underlined)

Not so long ago I would have found it ridiculous that I needed to remind myself what my name is. Given that I can count on one hand the number of times I’ve been referred to by my name instead of a title, however, I think I’m allowed. Now that I have another one, however temporary...it seemed a good time to remind myself.

Antecedent...the title carries with it too much pain. Too much loss. The remaining Scions approved of my accepting the title for lack of anyone else with any seniority willing or able to take it. I remind myself that it’s temporary, that the second even one of my companions wakes up, I get to just be the Warrior of Light again.

Just, I say. As if it were an inconsequential thing in itself.

At least then, when I was naught more than the Warrior of Light, I was able to still be Serella. I wasn’t made to isolate myself from everyone I know and love. It hurts, knowing that I had finally found family amongst so many people, so many I hold dear, who now can’t see me, either because they are unable to make the journey or because it would be improper of them to do so.

Ma came to visit me today. Her visit...I don’t know. When she called me by my name...I didn’t even respond to it at first. It was as if I had just...forgotten it. Perhaps I did. Perhaps I will again. She suggested I write it down. Said it’s how she remembers the little things about Da. I don’t know if it’ll help. I wish he was here, too. Of all the things I’ve forgotten, that I can’t remember what he looked like hurts me the most.

I’ve forgotten so many things I took for granted. So many little things about those I love. In writing, I hope I can remember at least a few- or at least, be reminded of them.

Raubahn has this deep belly laugh when I crack jokes with him- and really, he is the one constant patron of my puns, readily exchanging more with me for as long as we both have jokes to spare. Says it’s from years of being a father. I can’t remember how his laugh sounds.

Merlwyb would refuse to admit it- and if she ever catches wind of documentation of it, she’ll throw me to the Sahagin, of that I have no doubt- but I miss her singing. Low and rumbling as thunder, textured like velvet but fills the room like smoke. I’ve forgotten how the tune goes, which is ridiculous. I’ve heard her hum it a thousand times.

Aymeric...gods, for how he haunts my dreams you would think I would remember his smile. I should. I remember the things that made him smile. When I would bring sweets from that one chocolatier in town, or sweets from somewhere I had recently traveled. When I would move his bangs to kiss his forehead. Or sometimes...just when he looked at me.

What shade of blue were his eyes? Were they a deeper shade like the night sky over the Steppe? Or was that the blue of his coat that I’m remembering?

Why am I forgetting everything so quickly?! I have object permanence! It’s only been some moon and a sennight since I last saw everyone! I’m not some geriatric invalid rapidly losing who I am! I’m not some tempered thrall of a primal, adrift in want to serve my master and bereft of all concept of self! I am not-

(The following lines are writ with words made illegible with scribblings of ink and lines frustratedly crossed through them with enough force to nearly tear a hole in the paper. At the bottom, as if in triumph, there are only two more legible sentence:)

I am Serella Arcbane, and no one can take that from me. Not even a god.

Uthengentle:

Visited Ma over coffee this morning. I went fully intending to just say goodbye then and there. Made sense, I figured. We were leaving tomorrow.

I couldn’t say goodbye. I tried, Rhalgr knows I did.

Had written a letter ahead of everything just in case. Only makes sense, given our line of work. Left that instead. Didn’t even have the stomach to say goodbye at the door. I left while she went to make another cup for me. I’ll have to apologize to her later. If we make it back.

...When. When we make it back. No sense in the doom and gloom; we’ve been through such shite before. Doubt this would be the end of it, either, but I can hope.

Ellie’s been having worse episodes with that voice, nearly passing out a time or two from what F’lhaminne told me. I hate I can’t be more help. I wish I could at least understand what she’s going through. All I get is headaches, sometimes a flash of an image, but it never bothers me. Krile suspects that has to do with Serella being more sensitive to aether and the Echo than I am.

I just hope they stop once we leave. They should, right? If we’re going where we’re being called, they have no reason to keep callin’, I’d assume. Or their arseholes, and will do it anyway. Won’t matter. Let ‘em. We’ve got our family to save.

...Well. Some of ‘em. Still feels wrong to abandon everyone on the front lines. We should be there. The closer we get to leaving, the more ill I feel about it. From what Ellie said, she’s not faring much better in that regard. Said Aymeric told her to let them handle this fight, but he’s gotta know without us it could go either way. The man’s not stupid- none of ‘em are. Raubahn promised he’d defend the camp with his last breath...but I don’t want it to come to that.

Riol’s been scouting in Thancred’s place- from what he’s been able to gather, the Garleans are holding their cards to their chest. They have something big planned, and they’re just waiting for the right time to use it. Is that time when we’re out of the picture?

I hate that I don’t know, and I can’t find out before we leave.

I hate even more that we have to leave at all, but it’s clearly not something we have a choice in. Either we go to them, or we’re pulled to them. Better we still have our bodies and our senses and just bite the bullet.

Warned Hilda to up the Watch with the Templars out of Ishgard. Not that she needs that warning; woman’s an unstoppable force already. It could be her and her alone standing at the gate if the Imperials march on Ishgard, and the safe money would still be on Hilda, far as I’m concerned.

I know my friends are capable without me around. I know they don’t need the Warriors of Light to keep them going. Doesn’t mean I don’t just want to be there to protect them- or failing that, die with them- and just fuck off to some far flung wherever.

We’ll be back before we know it. I’ll see to it myself if I have to.

Aymeric:

The battle continues into its fifth week, now. Though we have not lost an ilm to the Imperials, nor have they lost ground to us. Losses on both sides are mounting. We are hitting a breaking point, everyone can sense it. That there is a turning point fast approaching is not in question, but to which side the tide shall turn.

O Halone shield your children from the encroaching dark, I beseech thee.

The Warriors of Light make to leave in search of the Scions. The Alliance had to all but force them into leaving this battle to us, a turning point that came with the fear that (there is a name crossed out) the acting Antecedent had fallen to the same affliction that had claimed the rest. With her restored, however, they yet have hope to find those whose souls have been set adrift from this star. I only hope their path leads to victory, and then to home.

(the remainder of the entry is written in a different ink, presumably at a later point in time. The letters are splotched in places with drops of water.)

I nearly lost her. When Estinien laid her lifeless body in front of me, I feared the worst. We bore her to Ishgard with the full expectation that she would not wake. By the Fury, but when she did...

We are...no longer courting. I remind myself of this every time I am made to respond to one of her missives. That we are only separated by temporary obligation is beside the point: whatever relief I might have felt, whatever ache I carry in my chest will have to stay there, so long as she holds the title of Antecedent.

Only for now. Another reminder to myself.

She yet shields me, even now, so far from the battlefield as she is made to be. Her promise still sits upon my hand. It shall do so unto death, and longer yet. I have already requested she not be allowed to take the ring from my finger. I have no need to be freed from it in Halone’s halls; regardless of her own heart, if I am the first to fall, then I will wait. I had long since decided thus, even before we were betrothed.

I only wish I had not been so reserved with her for so long. I should have made more time for her. I swore to her I would never take her for granted and yet to dwell on our courtship, I always took her return as given. Now...now I only pray, and continue to fight that I might live to see her return.

(there are entire swaths of sentences scratched out, only some words such as, “promise,” “love,” and, “forgive,” are barely legible)

She must return. I know not what to do without her otherwise.

O Halone guide my beloved home in victory.

#chysgoda #thank you for the ask!#why yes I'm still on this feels train!#spoilers for 4.5 #ffxiv rp ask meme #Serella Arcbane #Uthengentle Arcbane #Aymeric de Borel

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Shadow Bladers

[Continued from {here}]

I WANTED TO SEE THEM ALL UNMASKED....................BeyBurst I will never forgive you if you never give me this, they're too good to just forget about, dammit

...God, I wonder if they're all even still alive?? The ones that got dropped in the Failure Holes were literally just. Never seen again. Well, I mean, we saw their masks crumpled up and strewn all over the ground outside later BUT THAT'S NOT EXACTLY A GOOD SIGN, NOW IS IT

AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH

Also, at least most of the shadows do TRY to mimic some aspect of their opponent's personality, not just their beyblades and fighting styles, but they're usually bad at it lmao. A for effort, boys. Also their stupid black catsuits are High Fashion and I approve.

Yellow Eye

Well, this is...unfortunately, the one we've seen the most of, out of the shadows. He's actually got a name, unlike all the others: "Richard Yellow", supposedly. Very convenient last name there, but I'm gonna call him Dick.

He, uh. Gives me MAJOR skeevy pervert vibes?

...???

That aside though, his sheer fucking terror post-Pit, when Boss actually {SPOILER ALERT} DID come back and kick his ass [YEEEEEAAAAAHHH] and he looked up at Ashram like "Oh...oh no. I am very, very royally fucked" was good for really hammering in the fact that Bad Shit happens to Snake Pit people who lose. Though, I think we actually briefly saw Dick again sometime later and he didn't look any different, so whatever was done to him after that, if anything, certainly wasn't deadly which GIVES ME HOPE FOR THE OTHER GUYS......

Also the sad thing here is the fact that, without the mask, this weird little bastard might actually be cute if he didn't do That with his damn lipstick. At least, I HOPE that's lipstick and he just sucks at wearing makeup?? And the "Welp...shit." moment when Boss lost to him in the Snake Pit but DIDN'T fall down the hole like he was supposed to was fucking hilarious tbh. "Is this allowed?? Can he do that??? Should. Should I do something about this? Mr. Ashram sir???? Is this allowed???? hhhhHHHHHE'S BREAKING THE RULES HGKSLSJFLK?????"

4/10, I'm forever bitter about the fact that ONLY this shadow got unmasked onscreen ;-; IT'S NOT FAIR

Black Eye

This bitch. This pompous, taunting bitch. He's absolutely terrible and he's perfect and I need to see him again.

He was actually REALLY successful at behaving just like Dyna...except he was acting with an outdated character script because Dyna's not an asshole like that anymore. Black was playing the part of "early s1 Dyna" exceptionally well, though. He was playing mind games exactly like Dyna did back then. The resemblance was uncanny, he even managed to actually unnerve Dyna himself. Flawless execution. Kudos, buddy.

The fucking crystal ball thing is just unbearable though, holy shit he hams it up way too much. I would say that, hell, he MIGHT actually be able to ~see into the future~, considering Clio's Exceptionally Compelling Evidence that spoopy psychic majick possibly does exist to some degree in BeyBurst, buuuut...I know how IRL FAKE psychics work, and they, uh, act exactly like Black. Basically [at risk of oversimplifying], if they can get into your head and make you BELIEVE something's going to happen, then they can make it happen. Which is exactly what Black did to score that Over Finish against Dyna. And Dyna noticed it -- he noticed that he lost that point because Black's words were getting under his skin, and so his hands weren't steady when he launched. And when Dyna stopped believing Black after figuring that out, Black lost. Black's scenes were actually quite nicely written.

10/10. This guy's awful, but he's good, man. What's this overenthusiastic theater kid doing down in a damn torture pit, anyway. He should be out swindling people with palm readings or some shit.

Grey Eye

“IT'S ALL MUSCLE, BRO”

I just can't really form a solid opinion on this one aside from the fact that he seemed like a fun guy? Cooza kicked his ass pretty fast and then he was gone. Hm. 5/10.

Azul/Azure Eye

Perfect. Perfect and amazing. Very very fluffy and very very nice, how the hell did this sweet boy end up in the torture pit?? He LIKED Valt and Valt's friends -- I think his friendliness was sincere, if not a bit exaggerated and maybe slightly condescending? He certainly wasn't actually mean to them so much as he was really just...playful. More than that, he HELPED Valt. He fucking told Valt how to use his damn beyblade properly [though he wasn't expecting Valt to be able to use a newfound technique so well immediately, but still].

And. And he calls himself "boku-chan" if I'm not mistaken?? Which is a super cutesy way to say "I/me"? He’s like, referring to himself as "cute little me" asdhgklksjg

I'm nnnnnot sure which way is the intended "correct" way to spell his name, though? "Azul" and "Azure" BOTH mean "blue", and they are pronounced exactly the same way with a Japanese accent [there's basically no audible difference between "L"s and "R"s]. Is there any actual official info that explicitly states the correct spelling?? I haven't found any. Most people seem to have gone with "Azure" [including the team subbing the raw episodes], but I was always more inclined to say "Azul" because that's a Spanish word and the Snake Pit is in Mexico?

Also he makes dumb puns. I love him. This one's my favourite shadow guy, no contest. 100/10.

Violet Eye

Poor Violet, oh my god. We didn't even get to see very much of him because Shuu was an asshole lmao.

Seriously, Shuu barged into his room, interrupted his fight, and then kicked him off the platform. Into the Bottomless Doom Pit.

That scene with Violet makes me think that literally all of the masked guys probably fucking hate Shuu just as much as Violet and Norman do, hahaha holy shit. He'd throw any of them under the bus [or rather, down the big hole] for so little as just getting in his way when he wants something. Jesus christ.

6/10, Violet was a jackass but he was funny. He played a pretty decent "early s1 Wakiya", too [generically cocky and insulting, etc.] Not NEARLY enough screentime though, thanks Shuu

To cap off the post, the entire concept of these guys is...neat IN THEORY, but actually pretty dumb and of course it didn't fucking work. It was, quite frankly, amazing that Dick managed to beat Boss. Their gimmick was to mimic Valt's friend group, but. You just. You can't fucking beat someone with their own tricks. Particularly when they've been practicing those tricks longer than you have. If they know the shit better than you do, you can't beat them with it. An actor who plays a kickboxer in a movie would likely get the shit beaten out of them by an actual kickboxer. The fakes just...really couldn't win here. •︵•

#Beyblade Burst #Beyblade Burst God #Long Post #Ashram really is more interested in looking cool and SEEMING clever than he is with actually...#...making solid plans that will. You know. Work.#Eclair-hair dumbass: ''Ah yes! I will send in a troupe of ACTORS to beat experienced people at their own game!''#''I will also brainwash a mentally unstable child into becoming a mindless murdermachine!''#''There are NO flaws in my logic lol im so smart. Absolutely none of this will backfire on me at all no sir.''#''Also my hair totally looks good!''#He's so busy patting himself on the back that he forgets to actually be smart lmao Ashram is so fucking funny #I mean. On top of literally getting children KILLED he has also broken SEVERAL other laws but he's just. Such a pathetically bad villain.#Idiot with money.#Where did he GET all his fucking money anyway?? I want to know more about Mr. Fuckup Man #CK dissects #Yellow Eye #Black Eye #Grey Eye #Azul Eye #Azure Eye #Violet Eye

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comicteaparty · 6 years

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August 23rd, 2018 CTP Archive

The archive for the Comic Tea Party chat that occurred on August 23rd, 2018, from 5PM - 7PM PDT. The chat focused on Pathways: Chronicles of Tuvana by Elaine Tipping.

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✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

COMIC TEA PARTY START!

Good day everyone~! This week’s Comic Tea Party is now officially beginning~! Today we are discussing Pathways: Chronicles of Tuvana by Elaine Tipping~! (http://pathways.smackjeeves.com/) For those new or in need of a reminder, discussions about the comic are freeform, so please feel free to bring up whatever you wish. However, every 30 minutes I will be dropping in a discussion question for participants to help those who would like a prompt. These questions are totally OPTIONAL to answer! If you miss out on any though, they’ll be pinned for the duration of the chat once they’re posted~! Remember, constructive criticism is allowed, but the primary focus here is to have fun and appreciate the amazing comic~! All that being said, let’s get started and have a great discussion!

QUESTION 1. What is your favorite scene in the comic so far and why?

snuffysam

the most recent couple pages are my favorite

"help me!" hides under cape

Kabocha

Ufufufu. Actually I'm really enjoying the current scene and chapter with Atawn trying to escape. Both he and this guard are in for an adventure... Also, the guard is such a good egg. I hope we find out their name soon.

Respheal

The guard is a good friend

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

yeah i loved the cape thing. mostly cause i appreciate any cape that is big enough to hide a whole person

Respheal

I liked finding the people in the cave because that was the first bit where I was really like "Go on....-scoots forward in seat-"

Kabocha

The stakes are super high, too. Like, I'm already super into the adorable scholar character type, so I want to protect him. I'm a little bit surprised how quickly things escalated. (Well, not really)

YES

I wonder what the deal is

http://pathways.smackjeeves.com/comics/2595217/pathways-58/ We know they're considered Gods now, but it's like. ........ All right, so....... how doomed is everyone, and how many survivors are there going to be out of the researchers, not counting Atawn

snuffysam

doomed from the gods or doomed from getting their camps burned?

Kabocha

It's DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM Does it really matter? I mean, Zealots are gonna zealot....

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

unless the zealots arent zealoting and just know more and are trying to save everyone from the scourge that is their spooky gods

TriaElf9

Eee I'm glad people like the cape bit, I'm so happy we hit it before this chat happened ^_^

🎵Tenor🎶

IDK if ill be back in time but wanted to say I love the story and art and I have so many speculations. Love its presentation and eager 4 more

Kabocha

@✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨ ...Good point. That would be a twist XD

"OUR GODS ARE AWFUL, WE WANTED THEM TO REMAIN BURIED AND DEAD"

snuffysam

"nobody leaves" sounds like a fun way to save people

as does setting their tents on fire

Respheal

My first impression is that the Akarna aren't awful? I didn't get that sorta vibe from them.....in what little we've seen

But yeah, zealots gonna zealot

Kabocha

What types of gods command you to light things on fire?!

The best ones

.......or the worst ones, if they're living things

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

well tbf they couldve lit the tents on fire while the scholars were inside

legit that is what i expected when atawn turned the corner

to just have on fire ppl everywhere

>_>

Respheal

Hahaha kinda x'D

That woulda been baaaaaaaaaaad

As if the situation isn't bad enough as it is

Kabocha

you mean they're not planning to do that now?

I mean, they realized Atawn escaped, if he gets caught, he's SUPER dead

and so is the guard, I'm sure

Respheal

.....probably

They certainly don't want this info leaving

Kabocha

Yeahhhhhhh

Respheal

Makes me wonder if they have some more "humane" way of not letting the information leave

Since clearly the books aren't leaving this camp

(Mind wiping? I dunno lol)

Kabocha

What is the magic like in this world, I wonder :3

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

i think they mentioned they were gonna lock them up

so just eternal prison

forever

Respheal

Kabocha

They're going to get tired of feeding them at some point

TriaElf9

Yeah I will note, that big tent was the main research tent, so essentially they burnt all the information that'd been collected

And yeah, they have indeed started the clock on that, where it leads, we'll have to see ^_-

Kabocha

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

TriaElf9

TELL ME ABOUT IT it's very hard to not just blurt it all out AHHHH

Respheal

x'D

It was smart to tell Atawn to just memorize everything though

Kabocha

I'm not at the point in the comic where I can start spouting conspiracy theories. I MUST KNOW MORE

Respheal

Good bit of foresight there

Kabocha

or am I

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

plot twist: everyone just goes home and lives happily ever after, no deaths. and the bad guys pay for the damages.

TriaElf9

I want to know the theories!!

AHAHAH perfect, it's just festivals and parties until the end

Respheal

All I know is I'm in the "An Akarna person joins the party" party

Kabocha

Ahahahaha

The Guard's actually a spy

Respheal

Wakey, wakey, Akarna person, you've overslept by like a thousand years

Kabocha

He's infiltrated the Mikarna, and is looking to get information out about their gods, and the TRUTH about the Akarna's sudden disappearance

The truth being they have a secret magitek that was sealed away -- because they threatened the world. The other countries engaged in a war with them resulting in a pyrrhic victory... and forcing the Akarna underground for millenia...

.................................And they all had cake

TriaElf9

mmmm cake

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

well at least cake denotes a happy ending O_O

Kabocha

That's the terrible Magitek secret the Akarna had. A killer cake recipe.

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

the one cake to rule them all

snuffysam

there's a reason they call it death by chocolate

Kabocha

GASP

TriaElf9

AHAH ^_^

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

aside from the guards since were still on favorite scene i want to mention i really enjoyed the festival montage. it was nice seeing all the activities, and i think the fireworks at the end really tied it all together with some beautiful imagery

Kabocha

A shame they're going to soon be embroiled in an international incident

TriaElf9

Aww, yay! ^_^

eheh

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

well we have to have calm before the storm O_O so ill take what calm i can get

Kabocha

I'm sure there'll be plenty of nice, calm moments

TriaElf9

I actually drew all that after having gone through festival season here, as well as a fireworks festival, so I had a lot of places to draw from for inspiration ^_^

Kabocha

enough for us to get attached to all of the adorable characters

Awww

TriaElf9

OH yes, I want to show the world through down-time as well as the AHHH time ^_^ it can't all be AHHHH or we'd get tired

Kabocha

YES

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

i also wanna say i really love that one doublepage where you see the crowd and the wall. i really love that huge sense of scale that makes you go "dang those walls are some marvel of architecture."

Kabocha

The color illustrations for pathways are a treat, too

http://pathways.smackjeeves.com/comics/2534068/chapter-2-the-dig/ Like, even though this is based in what could be a very brown landscape, the reds and greens add such a nice warmth to it, and the cool blues for shading are just pleasant

TriaElf9

Fun fact, that city is actually the smallest of the main cities in Tuvana ^_-

And I'm glad that page came out well, it took foreeeveerrrrrrr

Kabocha

http://pathways.smackjeeves.com/comics/2622607/chpt-3-attack-on-the-camp/ ...To be honest, it took everything in me not to start throwing fire puns when this page came out

Respheal

Do it

Unleash the puns

Kabocha

It's so serious in context, I can't help but make fire jokes

TriaElf9

I love how it was all "yeah, I'm gonna start this comic, it'll be great! I'll just start with....a massive festival... with thousands of people WHY DID I DO THIS TO MYSELF

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

i demand fire puns

Respheal

They are both very nice cover pages

Ha! xD

TriaElf9

omh puns are the best

Kabocha

This cover page is HOT -- have you seen it yet?!

TriaElf9

HEHEH

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

beautiful

serious context is even more reason for puns

gotta defuse that tense situation

TriaElf9

so true

Kabocha

The Mikarna really brought the heat!

My passion for this comic cannot be extinguished!

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

but puns aside i do think the chapter covers are really nice. its some immensely beautiful coloring.

TriaElf9

Ah, Miakarna ^_^

but yes, they did bring the heat eheh

aww, thank you! ^////^

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

masterpieces. kabo just gonna have to make a book of puns to story situations

Kabocha

Things are really heating up for the researchers... ....You could say it's... in tents...

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

the holy head guy was like "you need to put the heat on." miakarna set the tents on fire. holy head guy like "I DIDNT MEAN LITERALLY"

Kabocha

PFFFF

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

QUESTION 2. After discovering the supposed Akarna, things go downhill for the scholars at the ruins rather quickly. Do you think that Atawn will manage to escape? If he does, will he actually manage to make it somewhere safe, or will he be pursued and captured eventually anyway? Where will Atawn even go? Why do you think that Miakarna guard is helping Atawn, and will the guard suffer consequences for helping later on? Will Atawn’s records be of use, and if so how? What do you think will happen to the other scholars that Atawn left behind? Lastly, what do you think will be the consequences for the Miakarna regarding their actions? Will they spark a potential war, or will their declaration of the scholars being profane be allowed to stand?

Kabocha

Someone told the Mikarna to light a fire under someone's ass to get all the research disposed of -- they probably weren't meaning literally

TriaElf9

Oh man, all great questions!!!

snuffysam

maybe this whole thing is a misunderstanding. maybe the miakarna are fine with discovering religious secrets, they just don't like holes in the ground.

Kabocha

@snuffysam -- like Trypophobia, just on a large scale?

where there's one hole with people in it, there might be another

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

holes are like graffiti of the earth

cant have hoodlums adding their graffiti

snuffysam

my hope is that atawn and the guard become best buddies and escape to visit taria and friends. and then the gang has a bunch of misadventures in an attempt to quell a brewing holy war.

Kabocha

http://pathways.smackjeeves.com/comics/2610497/pathways-62/ Well, Rykhana'i will probably not take this well. "Oh, yeah, we uh, lost one of your guys, and burnt all their research. No you can't visit them. NO. THEY'RE TOTALLY FINE"(edited)

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

this is assuming they can get word out. which tbh i do think they can

i think atawn will make it

with the guards help

Kabocha

we can hope

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

i believe O_O

although i dont think the guard is going to be safe in the long run

Kabocha

Is the guard already raising death flags for you?

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

yes

ankoart

Atawn's gonna escape, but probably be pursued as he tries to tell others about what he's seen. A man on the run! The guard is gonna join him cause he probably knows shady stuff is afoot and feels guilty just standing by and doing nothing. He seems like the thoughtful type, and he probably became a guard to protect and serve others, not deceive them.

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

super death flags

the guard is a profaner O_O

Kabocha

To be honest, I think Atawn's more likely to be injured badly and have to adapt, the guard will be fine long-term.

ankoart

-hugs the guard- don't you touch him

TriaElf9

eats popcorn, grinning

Kabocha

oh no

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

yeah i do get the impression the guard has a kind soul at least and is becoming disillusioned

which good for the guard

Kabocha

I still think the guard's a spy

TriaElf9

WHY CAN'T I DRAW THE COMIC FASTERRRR so many parts to get toooo

Kabocha

AHAHAHAHAHAH

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

someone on the inside should be thinking "maybe its us who are the bad guys"

TriaElf9

"are we the baddies?"

ankoart

Maybe the real baddies are the friends we made along the way

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

LOL the plot twist of the century

Kabocha

http://pathways.smackjeeves.com/comics/2550453/pathways-43/ I dunno, Guard totally knows who the baddies are. They're very observant

OH NO ANKO

@TriaElf9 -- ....how long until we find out the Guard's name

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

in regards to the other scholars i also see death flags over them. like i think for now theyll be locked up. but then ya know, public executions of the profane and all that to set an example

im gonna burst out laughing if the guard's name is "Guard"

Kabocha

As soon as Atawn finds a place to stop and write a letter, there's going to be a newspaper or something: "SCHOLARS FIRED"

TriaElf9

AHAH

Respheal

> FIRED

Why

Why do you do this

TriaElf9

We'll learn more about the guard soon, I've drawn those pages already, it's just a matter of getting to them in the posting schedule ^_-

extra extra, read all about it! ^_^

Kabocha

@TriaElf9 appreciates my awful, awful jokes

ankoart

It's good to have things to look forward to reading soon!

Respheal

The guard seems smart, so I imagine they'll make it out of this alright I don't foresee them following the narrative much though? But that's just my guess

TriaElf9

I'm trying to build a buffer, so I'm like a bunch of pages ahead, so I keep getting surprised when I check the site and we're not there yet lol

Kabocha

Aaaaaaa I know this feeling. XD But that's okay

So, so far, I can group everyone in this comic into two distinct groups: "Adorable Characters I must protect" and "Flamethrowers"

Respheal

Yes xD

TriaElf9

EHEH

ankoart

I get the feeling they're gonna be joining the narrative to stay~

Kabocha

Actually, you know.... Could we call this event the start of a... flame war?

TriaElf9

I think the other question is, how is this all going to affect Atawn really ^_-

AHAHAHAH

Respheal

istg

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

i feel the guard will be around for a while at least. the guard will rise to help again O_O

atawn will be fine. no years of therapy needed or anything

Kabocha

Yep

Respheal

Oh yeah I imagine the guard'll be back at some point if we do part ways with them now

TriaElf9

no survivor's guilt or anything NAH

Kabocha

definitely no therapy necessary never

Respheal

Ahahahaha poor Atawn x'D

Kabocha

Y'all should look at the vote incentive

snuffysam

atawn and the guard get captured. the rest of the comic is taria and gang doing something completely different.

Respheal

Wait

Waaaaaaaaaaaait

the person behind Atawn

TriaElf9

Oh yeah, my full cast art reveals a lot lol

Respheal

I rescind my remarks; Guardfriend joins the gang

Kabocha

GuardFriend is even more adorable without the helmet

TriaElf9

tho it takes the context of connecting faces and people eheheh

excelleennnttt ^_^

Kabocha

+10 want to protect score

Respheal

Also I do really love the umbrella idea with that art. So cute!

ankoart

I wanna know more about the dragons. Everyone deserves dragon cuddles.

Kabocha

YES OH GOODNESS

the dragons are freakin' CUTE

Respheal

Shvir is a good noodle friend

TriaElf9

I also wanted to do a pride yukata picture, but I just didn't have time that month, sadly

Kabocha

How large do the dragons grow?

TriaElf9

a full cast of 8 characters turned out to be murder on the hands lol

they vary in size

they can be tiny to massive

Kabocha

Oooh

ankoart

I need one

Alakotila

Just in time for the cute dragon talk!!

TriaElf9

I haven't much gotten into the dragon stuff yet, but a few people picked up on some of it during the first chapter

eyy, dragon talk! welcome! ^_^

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

the dragons were cute but i was curious why all the royalty seemed to have them

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

pant pant pant

Sorry I'm late!

snuffysam

maybe just a popular pet

a popular, expensive pet

Respheal

I suspect there's more to it than that

TriaElf9

more popcorn and grinning

Kabocha

I imagine there's some sort of bonding

ankoart

Yeah they seem like more than just "pets." Companion seems a better word

TriaElf9

Companion is a very good word for it ^_^

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Heehee~

So i see you're the creative mind that made this comic, aren't ya Tria?

ankoart

I'd like to know how they find each other, dragons and their people.

TriaElf9

I am indeed ^_^

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Heehee, pleased to meet ya~

TriaElf9

and I'm having such a hard time not just like spilling all the beaannnssss

Kabocha

Are you cackling like mad?

ankoart

Oh no, all these beans!

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

maybe its both. maybe the dragons are companions...but also expensive pets O_O

TriaElf9

cackling ^_^

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

A 500 dollar pet?

Kabocha

Don't spill the beans, they're needed for setsubun

TriaElf9

very true, gotta keep those oni out

I will drop that size of dragons is actually a plot point, there is a reason to size ^_-(edited)

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

oooh?

Kabocha

Ooooh

Interesting...

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Are you hiding something from us?

Kabocha

............................................................................ HMMMMMMM

Well, yes, that's the point of telling a story :'3

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Ye~

Kabocha

things are hidden from the reader and gradually revealed

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

And I like that there's dragons that are friendly to each other

TriaElf9

it's not a huge thing, really, but there are layers to it ^_^

Respheal

It's definitely just the royal people that have dragon companions, since a merchant recognized them as royalty for having dragon companions

A pact, mayhaps?

ankoart

The bigger the dragon the gayer you become

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Hmm, Ice Candy

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

i feel like it must be related to magic somehow. but thats all i got on that one. need to see the dragons more.

Kabocha

It's interesting that royalty is easily able to walk amongst their people. Must be a pretty peaceful country.

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

As a food enthusiast I need to know exactly what kind fo treat it is

Is it like water ice but with bigger chunks of ice?

Kabocha

It'd be a shame if the Mikarna did something....

TriaElf9

Oh Ice Candy is similar to shaved Ice ^_^

snuffysam

might just be a funny way to say sno cone

yup got it in one

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Heehee

I was thinking of having a snow cone earlier lol

TriaElf9

they call it kakigori at festivals here

and it's one of my go to favs, so I had to include it of course eheheh

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

You live in Japan?

TriaElf9

I do! ^_^

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

That's epic! I always wanted to see what living there was like but I'm too afraid to leave my own home XD It's got everything I could want, but I digress

Kabocha

http://i.imgur.com/sZQnzuA.jpg This, I feel, is an accurate representation of the Mikarna. But, y'know, with fire

Respheal

snrk

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

And I love that the dragons share the treats with their masters~

ankoart

Haha, cat reaction posts are always best

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

So many food vendors too at this fair in the first chapter

Respheal

A cat dragon

snuffysam

i feel like fairs generally have a lot of food vendors?

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Yea

though some just serve lots and lots of fast food

and it's usually the same stuff every time

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

tbf in the comic its the harvest festival

TriaElf9

the dragons are very cat for sure ^_^

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

and well

harvest

food is implied in the name O_O

snuffysam

you know what my favorite thing to harvest is?

ice

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

You have a good point there

TriaElf9

It's basically a matsuri

ankoart

lol

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

>harvesting ice

Kabocha

http://pathways.smackjeeves.com/comics/2521877/pathways-8/ EVERYONE MUST ATTEND AND HAVE FUN

TriaElf9

it's a festival to celebrate a time or a thing, but they also have staple foods at these things

Kabocha

actually, Shvir's expression is just Way too cute there

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

like the aforementioned candy ice?

wondering what flavors they have there too

TriaElf9

various Tuvana fruits flavors probably

also, I am that servant, and Taria is deffo people trying to get me to stop working and GO TO THE DARN MATSURI lol

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

i feel like being told its a royal order is a gurantee to not have fun. too much pressure. starts running around forcefully laughing saying, "AM I HAVING FUN NOW!?"

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

In the end it's all about the matsuris

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

QUESTION 3. At the beginning of the comic we are introduced to Taria, Dhiren, and Quinel, royalty far detached from the current situation at the ruins. What do you think their overall roles in the story will be? Will they deal with the situation at the ruins personally, have heavy involvement in the political arena regarding the Miakarna, or will they be involved in some other way? Will Dhiren successfully have his ceremony to celebrate the promise of Cova’t with Jorah, or will the situation with Miakarna throw those plans into disarray? Will Quinel’s role at the House of Healing be significant, and do you consider it foreshadowing of something to come? What about Taria? Will her fighting skills come into play, her apparent charity, or something else?

snuffysam

i think they'll be among the first to find out about the tent-burning

TriaElf9

AHH EVEN MORE GOOD QUESTIONS

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

That's our Rebel!

snuffysam

atawn manages to escape and gets word to them somehow

TriaElf9

Given that Taria and Atawn are from the same country, that's a good bet ^_-(edited)

snuffysam

and honestly quinel being a healer could factor in right then and there

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Maybe~

snuffysam

i doubt he'll escape without a scratch

Kabocha

Taria strikes me as an action princess, so she's going to want to be out there to check on things. I wonder if she knows Atawn though?

Yeah, Quinel's going to be very useful... ............."Yeah, we'll dispatch our best healers to help" ...."Everyone's dead."

TriaElf9

I wonder what the state of necromancy-like magic is in Tuvana? ^_-

Kabocha

.................

OH NO

TriaElf9

This could mean everything OR NOTHING

cackles more

Kabocha

They're going to end up pod people! and then there to wage war against their own peoples!

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

quinel for resident necromancer

Kabocha

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Finally, I binged all the way to the end so far!

Respheal

Just need a lot of diamonds.........#dnd(edited)

TriaElf9

We also have 3 more characters to meet ^_-

Kabocha

I object to this! Atawn strikes me as much more likely to approach Necromancy from a scholarly point of view.

TriaElf9

I can't wait for chapter 4 ahhhhhhhh

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

3 more to meet, you say? :3

TriaElf9

so many diamonds

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

quinel's healing will be useful tho. healers are always useful.

Alakotila

hohohoho

TriaElf9

need that revial spell lol

Alakotila

I guess I can't say anything there

Kabocha

OH DEAR

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Made it for the second hour. ^.^

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

hey math~!

Kabocha

ALAKOTILA KNOWS SPOILERS

TriaElf9

woo, welcome! ^_^

OH RIGHT

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

I also like Atawn's water-generating ability

Alakotila

EDITOR IN THE HOUSE

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

also HEY MATH!

TriaElf9

MY EDITOR KNOWS THINGSS

Kabocha

:'3

Respheal

That was handy xD "Oh, no access to water....welp. -generates water-"

Alakotila

that was a whole ton of good questions up there Rebel!

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

speaking of the water-generating ability i was super stoked to see magic used for something practical like that

thank you

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Oh, you're the editor of this here story?

Alakotila

yeah! that was awesome!

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Hmm, so the royalty will probably have to try and calm down the populus when they see all the smoke from the fire.

snuffysam

how far away is the site?

Alakotila

just the copy editor! all fabulousness is created by @TriaElf9 !

Respheal

I imagine the camp is pretty far away

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

There is hydrogen and oxygen in the air, just need the magical bonds.

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Sometimes mundane is all you need

And nice X3

Kabocha

If you really want it to explode, just break those bonds

TriaElf9

yes, they check me on my very over use of commas and my rambling ahah

Kabocha

and uh ....add a spark

ahahahah

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

lol

TriaElf9

Yeah the camp is pretty far and surrounded mostly by mountains

we'll see more of the land in the next upcoming bit

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Oh Tria, I have a small idea for the sit if you're the one that made/coded it(edited)

Kabocha

Rumors of the scholars' fate may spread like wildfire once Atawn escapes....

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

so i feel like war is for sure brewing and theyll have to try and stop it. cause at the very least i think this current discovery is gonna make the miakarna invade all the ruins which iirc are spread out on all four lands

TriaElf9

and I'm glad you're liking the magic! I'm really proud of the system and can't wait to share more ^_^

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Yea, it's really good magic~!

Kabocha

The Akarna ruled the world with their cake recipes!

Alakotila

CAKE

Kabocha

I mean, they were considered Gods... OF BAKING

TriaElf9

Oh and no, I have loads of help on the site, I'm useless at those things lol

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Lol, alright then

ankoart

Now I wanna make cake

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Cause I thought of suggesting using the arrow keys to navigate through pages

instead of just clicking the page

also

DID SOMEONE SAY CAKE?

TriaElf9

I always want cake, I went out and got cake during last night's typhoon

Kabocha

Ooooh, what kind of cake though

ankoart

-stares at bag full of ingredients to make ace dessert- maybe I'll finally do that this weekend

Respheal

....-wants cake now-

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

I got italian ices during a bad thunderstorm

Alakotila

that's pretty extreme cake getting lol

TriaElf9

I think the arrows do navigate?

snuffysam

this... this is the true power of the Akarna!

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

They take the cake.

TriaElf9

I got strawberry shortcake b/c of course ^_^

Kabocha

I think Justin means using the arrow keys on the keyboard

TriaElf9

ooooh

ankoart

YOU BOUGHT CAKE DURING THE TYPHOON? (Haha I thought about stopping by a conbini actually but I was actually soaked)

Kabocha

That... might be doable...

TriaElf9

I have no idea if SJ has the ability to do that ^_^;;

Respheal

It does, I can link ya

Kabocha

throw it at me

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Back on fave scene, I just wanted to mention I liked the bit near the start where it looked like as the people were meeting back up, so were the dragons. That was just a nice little detail. Hadn't expected different breeds of dragon.

Alakotila

the dragons are wonderful

TriaElf9

oooh I love that bit!

Kabocha

Shvir is like... a noodle cat dragon

TriaElf9

and yes, I wanted to vary dragon types ^_^

Kabocha

also the meeps are great

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

I wonder how many dragon species total exist

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

And in terms of theories, when they first found the door, I wondered if they'd open it and that high priest guy would just be sitting there with a TV. And he'd go, "Well damn, you found my tech man-cave. Now I have to kill you."

Did not expect the frozen gods.

TriaElf9

EHEH

Kabocha

Are they frozen or just... On ice?

TriaElf9

pay no attention to the man behind the curtain

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Ice see what you did there.

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

i expected religion breaking secrets but not frozen gods

Kabocha

It looks vaguely computerized. They need an IT person to come in and take a look before the whole system freezes up

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

for a sec I thought they were mummified

ankoart

They're taking a long nap. I relate to them.

TriaElf9

Also, dragon-wise, so far we've met Tova, Shvir and Var ^_^

snuffysam

the secret is that's where candy ice comes from!

the frozen gods!

ankoart

Ice candy, god flavor

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Interesting that the most important God was at the top, as opposed to at the bottom. Is it really safe up there? Is that also where the power is being generated? (And are they "on ice" in a magical way or a tech one?)

snuffysam

"And are they "on ice" in a magical way or a tech one?" is there really a significant difference?

Kabocha

The ice treats are like soylent green

Respheal

por que no los dos?(edited)

Magitek cryostasis

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Well, this is mostly a magical world, but that area was only recently getting magic, hence the desert. Maybe there's an incompaitiblity... or maybe all the magic was being absorbed by the stasis tubes. So could make a difference for plot.

TriaElf9

oh mannnn I'm loving this AND equally tortured that I can't say anything aHAHAH

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Hmmmm

You're onto something Math

TriaElf9

I'll be dropping more in chapter 4, so look forward to that ^_-

snuffysam

yeah i'm just saying that in this world, it seems like magic has a big impact on technology, and vice versa

TriaElf9

I wish there was a plotting emoticon

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Gotcha.

Maybe the dragons are actually mechanical beings.

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

yeah i feel like its significant that it looks like theyre being preserved by technology in a world where there isnt a lot of technology around or so it seems

TriaElf9

I will say some of the things people have said today are indeed on the right track

now the question is WHICH of the things muhahahah

Alakotila

hmmm yes

where did the tech come from?

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

I wonder that as well

Respheal

Aliens

Alakotila

ALIENS

Kabocha

They're gods because of the tech!

TriaElf9

that's another emoticon we need

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

"What solved the world crisis?" "Aliens."

Kabocha

any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic!

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

The shipping of Atawn and that Guard is the right track, yes? Surely someone already proposed that?

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Always blame it on them

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

The Gods are actually aliens. They crash landed here and decided to seal themselves away from the cavemen until there was a decent enough civilization to rule over.

Alakotila

setting ships sailing is fun

snuffysam

actually i don't think anyone mentioned the atawn x guard ship

Kabocha

They gave people enough to get started, then went into stasis until they could take over

snuffysam

even though it's a pretty good one

TriaElf9

I've gotten some comments on the comic about it, but not here yet

Kabocha

"Yeaaaaaaaaaaah, your world isn't comfortable enough... we'll be back when you make it better..."

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

snuffy: Glad I corrected that oversight then.

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

i feel the atawn x guard ship is just obvious is all. they got all them googly eyes going.

Kabocha

Ahahaha, right?

Alakotila

LOL rebel

Kabocha

but more than anything, I want to protect them both

Alakotila

do they

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Rebel: Maybe the Guard has a nice sister he wants to marry off, who knows.

Alakotila

I gotta look closer for the googly eyes

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

"I want a smart guy, but not a guy who's TOO smart. The scholar who dehydrates himself will do nicely."

TriaElf9

AHAHAH

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

no the lol part is to the fact i now cant unpicture them with googly craft eyes glued to their eye lids.

http://www.hobbycraft.co.uk/supplyimages/564756_1000_1_800.jpg

ya know those kind

TriaElf9

dehydration is definitely something to look for in an SO

Alakotila

oh so those kinds

yeah

I can see how that would give the ship away

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

"Stay hydrated!!"

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

"You know where there's some moisture? In mah mouth..."

TriaElf9

PFFT

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

"I have a spell though." "Oh, well fine."

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

thats gonna be the guard's best selling pick up line book

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

In terms of the fact that there's new characters we haven't met - there's four kingdoms who can lay claim to that one area, right? And we've seen two of them...? Maybe there will be counterpoints to Taria. (Or is Dhiren already one?)

Like, they'll have a Summit.

TriaElf9

Dhiren and Quinel are from another kingdom yeah

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

dhiren and quinel are both from kuvar

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

I really want to see the other kingdoms now that you mention it

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

I am SO bad with names.

TriaElf9

The only one we've yet to see is Durhan

lol me too, and I wrote them ahah

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

this is why notes exist

especially when you got a billion fantasy names

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

"There's these four kingdoms, uh... A B C and D."

TriaElf9

I changed the spelling on a few, and I keep getting confused eheh

yuup, I have so many lore notes ehehe

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Do they speak different languages in the different kingdoms, I wonder?

Or is magic the universal langauge?

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

thats a good question

about languages

Kabocha

We can probably safely assume the characters all are fairly well educated

Alakotila

Is there a common tongue?

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

When magic's involved, spelling counts.

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Yes

snuffysam

to be fair, we don't know if the guard is well educated

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Who knows what can happen if you mis-pronounce a certain spell

snuffysam

he may have just been hired to stand there

Kabocha

I dunno, I'm still going with spy theory

TriaElf9

there is at least a common tongue, yes

so far we've seen that and magic

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

snuffy: True, but they probably don't want people who are too dense walking over the scholars.

"This is actually a recipe for biscuits, yes."

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

QUESTION 4. The comic quickly makes it apparent that there are many mysteries afoot regarding the past. In regards to the ruins, what do you think the Miakarna are hiding and why? Did they know about the supposed Akarna there? Are they protecting the land simply because they believe it’s holy? Alternatively, is something else going on? What lengths do you think the Miakarna are willing to go to protect the ruins? Atawn also briefly mentions that magic had not returned to the area the ruins are in. What do you think that means for the past and present day of the story’s world? Of a last note, do you believe the people under the ruins are the Akarna, and if so, what are they doing there?

TriaElf9

SO MANY GOOD QUESTIONS

Kabocha

Qualifications for being a Mikarna guard: -The ability to yell "PROFANER" in at least 3 different languages -Looks good in helmets -OK with bringing the heat(edited)

TriaElf9

EHEHEH

snuffysam

the way the miakarna were acting was like there was a specific thing they didn't want the scholars to find. so i think this was that thing.

TriaElf9

and an almost fanatical devotion to the Akarna

snuffysam

like each day they seemed more worried that the archaeologists were going to find something

Kabocha

The Miakarna probably knew, or had an inkling of what they'd find, just not WHERE and when. And they're hoping to harvest that sweet, sweet cake technology

TriaElf9

hey, cool cake in a desert? priceless

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

snuffy: I got the impression that they didn't know what it was they were even protecting though. Like, they didn't want them to find... something... this is probably it, burn it all.

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Of course

use fire at first resort

Great idea

TriaElf9

people knowing things and straying from their control is BAD

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Yes(edited)

snuffysam

i'd hate to see what the miakarna will use after fire fails to get atawn

Kabocha

OH GOSH

THE AKARNA KNEW... how to make ice cream cake

like the perfect ice cream cake

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Unless the Miakarna are actually under the mental control of the Akarna. Subconsciously or not.

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

im gonna be honest i think its a mix. like the miakarna were told something vague like "this is the final resting place of the akarna" cause there has to be a reason they already considered the land sacred. so they knew theyd find something they either proved that right or wrong. and then ya know, they found pods.

Kabocha

GO HOME EVERYONE WE'VE SOLVED THE CONSPIRACY

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

BY BURNING IT ALL \o/

Kabocha

.............

darnit

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

the miakarna being under the control of the akarna sounds interesting though

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Rebel: Or maybe they were just told that where the magic was weakest was the final resting place or something. Way vague, which is why they don't want anyone until they figure it out themselves.

Alakotila

it does make sense they'd have been told something vague AT LEAST in order to consider it sacred

I wonder if they expected to find what they did

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Arkarna are all telepaths.

Kabocha

The Akarna were the ones who made the desert

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

swings pendulum "You are getting... creeeepy."

snuffysam

*dessert, kabo

TriaElf9

PFFT

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

as a general semi crack, semi serious theory, i think theres gonna be war as the miakarna block the others from the ruins. but then theyll wake up an akarna. and then the akarna will yawn and wage an even bigger war and everyone will have to come together to scream oh shit oh shit the gods want to murder us.

Respheal

Ahahaha I can get behind this theory x'D

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

never trust the pod ppl

Respheal

The pod gods

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

better, even more specific

Kabocha

An ancient empire awakens, bent on reclaiming the world they once dominated. A small group of people, drawn together by a common cause, are determined to stop them. However, they face more than threats from the outside.... I mean, the synopsis of the comic is this....

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

dont trust pod gods

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Rebel, I can totally see that. Suddenly the Miakarna wave the white flags, "Stop shooting at us, we're under attack from within too."

Respheal

Yuuuuuuuuuuuppppp r.i.p. everyone when the pod gods wake up

TriaElf9

author cackling continuessss

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Unless the Gods decide to use the Miakarna as the instruments to wipe out the other kingdoms.

Kabocha

Does "Mi" have a meaning

because Mi-Akarna

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Mama Mia.

Kabocha

are we following hi-fu-mi here

bc if so, this means they're the third iteration of the Akarna's people... potentially

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

mi actually used to be my because the miakarna are the descendants of their slaves O_O

Kabocha

GASP

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

They're also probably great at dodging magic, if they're spending a lot of time defending a region that doesn't use it.

Kabocha

Bwahahahahahaha

So, basically, we can sum this up as: "They're all doomed"

The Akarna join with their faithful servants,and..............................

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

R.I.P. everyone

Kabocha

TAKE OVER THE WORLD

snuffysam

unless a rag-tag group of friends can stop them!

Respheal

Well if the Miakarna consider the Akarna to be gods, I can't imagine it'll take much to convince them to join in on the conquest

ankoart

Everybody wants to rule the world

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

maybe this will be a technology vs magic war. cause the akarna could be technology wizards instead of regular magic wizards. and the akarna are the reason magic went away.

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

oooh

That'd be epic

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Leaves it up to the cat dragons to save the day.

ankoart

Cat dragons save the day! That would be the best

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

The smallest and cutest fighters

Kabocha

The akarna are all sudo rm -rf /

snuffysam

the entire story is just the akarna trying to remember the admin password

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

"As soon as we thaw out our army, you'll be in trouble."

(Wasn't there an episode of Star Trek Voyager like that?)

(Dragons Teeth or something.)

snuffysam

use a blow drier to thaw out the army

have to go to the store for extension cords because of the size of the room

it's a whole thing

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Unless blow drier runs on magic. Also, they'll have fabulous hair.

Kabocha

Sam -- you know, they probably just have to boot into single user mode

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

"Aim for the heads." "Why aren't they wearing helmets?" "Would you cover up that hair?"

Kabocha

http://pathways.smackjeeves.com/comics/2595215/pathways-56/ "What, you must be mistaken" Clearly they know what's up

Gaslighting before they torch the place

Respheal

I dunno, might be legitimate surprise

TriaElf9

which one which oneeeee ~dances~

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

i read it as legit surprise too

Kabocha

....you missed the joke T_T

TriaElf9

OHHHHH YOU

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

i saw it O_O i just dont have a witty response to it XD

Kabocha

ahahahaha

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

TriaElf9

sorry I'm getting prepped for critical role lol

Kabocha

It's ok XD

I'm being awful

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Seeing that panel reminds me, did all characters have slightly pointy ears, or no...?

TriaElf9

I HAVE FAILED YOU

it's mixed

Kabocha

IT'S OK, THIS COMIC IS WONDEFUL

TriaElf9

Dhiren and Quinel both have rounded ears

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Gotcha, thanks. I wondered about races at some point there, then forgot.

TriaElf9

so does Vala

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

I guess it's connected to Kingdoms.

TriaElf9

yup, it's just a little detail ^_^

it's actually not a spoiler or anything, it's just a genetic variation in this world

like connected earlobes or detached earlobes

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Nice detail. Actually, really good artwork, given the large setting too.

Kabocha

I'm 100% here for the pointy ears

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

interesting.

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

There's also, like, foreground-background in places.

Kabocha

@TriaElf9 -- now, I have to ask one question before it gets to the end... Is ther ea character we'll get to shout "YOU HAD ONE JOB" at

and will they have a ribbon

TriaElf9

it's more of a "this isn't Earth" tidbits ^_^

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

is there any sort of discrimination caused by the difference in ears or is everyone shrugging about it?

TriaElf9

also I like pointed ears ahaha(edited)

Alakotila

me too

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

The person who made the large cloak, when it fails and Atawn is seen. Had one job.

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Mind of I say one last thing before this chat ends?

TriaElf9

for sure!

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Because this is an incredible read so far with lots of cool (and sometimes cute!) ideas and I love everything about it thus far

TriaElf9

eeee ^////^

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Hope it continues on and we experience a lot more about this world you created

(and long live candy ices!)

TriaElf9

I've been working on this comic for a few years now, building the world, I'm so glad people are liking ittt ^_^

oh it'll keep going for sure ^_^

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Glad to hear!

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Is Tuvana the land or the planet?

TriaElf9

and if we hit the next goal on my patreon, it'll reliably update twice a week

ankoart

Thanks for taking time out of your busy schedule to chat with us!

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Sweet!

TriaElf9

instead of my 1-2-1-2 pattern I have now

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

yeah the effort put into the world really shows through. its got a lot of those necessary details that really bring the foreignness to fruition.

TriaElf9

it's both

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Gotcha.

TriaElf9

the world is the land is the planet

TriaElf9

Tuvana is what they call the whole thing, and then there are 4 distinct countries

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Helps the aliens out that way.

TriaElf9

heheheheh

hey it does have a dash of sci fi ^_-

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

That's cool~

TriaElf9

I've only had one panel with it I think, but keep an eye on the sky, there are a few cool things there ^_-

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Yeah, definitely didn't expect the pods... I wonder if they're all actually functioning? Oooh, what if they're all just holograms?

"Thank you for opening my pod, this is a recorded message..."

TriaElf9

EHEHE

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

"...to build the thermonuclear device, insert tab A..."

Respheal

Now I'm going back through, looking at all the sky shots lmao

Divulge your secreeeeets(edited)

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

i feel like some of the pods must of failed maybe. at the very least i can hear them waking up and being like "General Lod is okay but General Joe Bob kicked the bucket I'm afraid."

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Always nice to have reasons to go back. Like, even hair has tufts and strands.

Kabocha

AHAHAHAHAHAHHA

TriaElf9

it'll show up more in coming pages

Kabocha

I can't wait to read more

Superjustingo of ✨Time🕑&Space☄✨

Same here~

TriaElf9

but the night sky has a little fun thing ^_-

MathTans the super Pun 👑Prince👑

Rebel: Hope they took out life insurance.

snuffysam

looking forward to more world building!

Kabocha

I want to see more cuties

TriaElf9

oh there will be more cuties for SURE

also more world building

Kabocha

EVERYONE IS ADORABLE NEED ALL OF THEM ALL THE TIME

TriaElf9

chapter 4 we get some world lore AND some cuties

✨🐱 RebelVampire 🐱✨

COMIC TEA PARTY END!

Unfortunately, the scheduled Comic Tea Party time is now up~! Thank you everyone so much for reading and joining this week’s chat~! We want to give a special thank you to Elaine Tipping, as well, for making Pathways: Chronicles of Tuvana and volunteering it for our reading queue. If you liked the comic, please be sure to support Elaine Tipping’s efforts however you’re able to. All that being said, if you would like to continue discussing this week’s comic, we highly encourage you to do so~!

For next week, Comic Tea Party will focus on The J-Man by Jonny Aleksey. As always, please use the next several days to read as much of the comic as you would like. We hope to see you next Thursday on August 30th from 5PM to 7PM PDT for the chat~! Until then, happy reading~! @The Undefeatable Jonny Aleksey Comic: http://jonnyalekseydrawscomics.com/thelatestpage/

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daughterofcyclops · 6 years

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☞ MEET THE MUSE.

RULES: Don’t reblog, repost.

☞ TAGGED BY: @splinter-sister

☞ TAGGING: @pecu-liar @askjervis @flightlessarcticphoenix @ymiascribbles @chalcanthite-gem

► NAME ➭ “Apple Sten”

► ARE YOU SINGLE? ➭ “Im not sure actually but it's really none of your business.”

► ARE YOU HAPPY? ➭ “...sure, why not.“

► ARE YOU ANGRY? ➭ "Not really, just tired.”

► ARE YOUR PARENTS STILL MARRIED? ➭ “ They never married thanks to her. She dropped me to my grandparents and left Jerry without a word. Or that's his version of it all. I believe he scared her away or worse. “

☞ NINE FACTS!

► ‘BIRTH’ PLACE ➭ " At my grandparents at Metropolis. Ma said Maria and Jerry wanted to be close to family and pa's sister was midwife and wanted to help out. Cute story and all but to be honest, they were broke and Jerry never was good side of the law. I know he couldn’t risk to get caught even it would have killed Maria or me."

► HAIR COLOR ➭ “Brown”

>►EYE COLOR➭ “Green...but pa always said my eye is like emerald. I like that better.”

► BIRTHDAY ➭ “30th of March.”

► MOOD ➭ “ World is going to chaos, but that’s none of my business.”

► GENDER ➭ “Are you blind or something? I'm lady to you mister!”

► SUMMER OR WINTER ➭ “Beer tastes better at Summer.”

► MORNING OR AFTERNOON ➭ “ it's easier to catch people with their guards down at morning. They will be prepared at afternoon and I don’t need the mess.”

☞ EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE!

► ARE YOU IN LOVE? ➭ "... sure, why not.”

► DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT? ➭ “ Love is fake and makes people crazy. Jerry and she got it going when they first met and guess where it all went? Now we are all doomed eternity in hell or worse. What's the point if you cannot trust the other person?....but in other hand my pa and ma fell in love fast and...were happiest people I ever knew. It would be nice if... nevermind. ”

► WHO ENDED YOUR LAST RELATIONSHIP? ➭ " She did but not because she wanted to. She was too far away and we could see each other maybe once a year. I didn’t want it to end but what can you do? I wonder what came of her..."

► HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN SOMEONE’S HEART? ➭ “There was this chick at high school who followed me everywhere like a puppy. She didn't love me, she loved my eye. It was annoying... but she wasn't that bad to be honest. Of course I had to broke up with her but she didn't take the hint at all! I couldn't get her off my back and was lost what I should do with her. I shouldn't have told Jerry (my father) about it... I didn't see her since I told him.”

► ARE YOU AFRAID OF COMMITMENTS? ➭ “ Nah”

► HAVE YOU HUGGED SOMEONE WITHIN THE LAST WEEK? ➭ " I don’t like to be touched by others to be honest. It doesn’t feel safe, expect if I can trust them. There isn’t many people who have have that privalegde.”

► HAVE YOU EVER HAD A SECRET ADMIRER? ➭ “... there is one old gay man who is Japanese art collector at Metropolis. I met him at one art exhibition and he have been on my neck ever since. I hate people like him. They would grab my eye with a spoon if they could and left my dead corspe to rot. They are freaks.”

► HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN YOUR OWN HEART? ➭ “ ...by trusting Jerry in the first place. I should have known better...”

☞ SIX CHOICES!

► LOVE OR LUST ➭ “ Lust is more fun and easier to manage.”

► LEMONADE OR ICED TEA ➭ “ Ice tea, I don’t care for the sweet stuff.”

► CATS OR DOGS ➭ "Cars of course! My dream baby would be Chevrolet Bel Air from the 50′s. It has the class I deserve.”

► A FEW BEST FRIENDS OR MANY REGULAR FRIENDS ➭ “My trusties and sisters are Red( @missducktato-art , Rachal ( @splinter-sister ) and my dear Fawn ( @dorinah ). I also enjoy the company of Skinner( @ymiascribbles ), Mute ( @littlemurmurder ) and Mad Hatter ( @askjervis )

► WILD NIGHT OUT OR ROMANTIC NIGHT IN➭ “Why be romantic when you can be wild?”

► DAY OR NIGHT ➭ "Night, it’s easier to get away with difficult situations.”

☞ FIVE HAVE YOU EVERS!

► BEEN CAUGHT SNEAKING OUT ➭ "Unfortunately I am not a ninja.”

► FALLEN DOWN/UP THE STAIRS ➭ “ Maybe when I was a kid?”

► WANTED SOMETHING/SOMEONE SO BADLY IT HURT? ➭ “All the time.”

► WANTED TO DISAPPEAR ➭ “It’s impossible with face of mine. If I could change it all, why not?”

☞ FIVE PREFERENCES!

► SMILE OR EYES ➭ “...are you playing with me? I don’t care for eye puns...but I like eyes better. Those are mirror tho the soul after all.”

► FAT OR SKINNY ➭ “If they can swing, I don’t care what they look like.”

► SHORTER OR TALLER ➭ “...I don’t care.”

► INTELLIGENCE OR ATTRACTION ➭ “Both are good. You can manipulate people with either of those elements, unless the person they try to manipulate is me. I like brains over, you know, curves and all. Of course curves can make things more interesting.”

► HOOK-UP OR RELATIONSHIP ➭ “It’s easier to live with hook-ups but it would be nice to have someone trust worthy in your hurt.”

☞ FAMILY!

► DO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY GET ALONG ➭ “I don’t have family and that’s that.”

► WOULD YOU SAY YOU HAVE A “MESSED UP LIFE” ➭ “...it could have gone smoother if I would have not been an idiot.”

► HAVE YOU EVER RAN AWAY FROM HOME ➭ “Not really. I loved ma and pa...I shouldn’t have left with Jerry. If I hadn’t, I would have at least died with them and speared me from all the shit he put me trow.”

► HAVE YOU EVER GOTTEN KICKED OUT ➭ “ Maria throw me out before I could even speak and Jerry throw me to asylum. What a rolemodels they were...”

#Apple sten #tagged #meet the muse

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siderealscribblings · 7 years

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Every Ladynoir Fic Ever (for Bullysquadess)

Happy Birthday @bullysquadess ! Thanks to you I’ve been sucked into this fandom and achieved minor internet infamy. Please enjoy this finely roasted Ladynoir in honor of your name day.

Disclaimer: This is a work of parody aimed at overall fandom trends and not at any one author or story. None of this is meant as a personal attack on anyone; just a sporking of common Ladynoir fandom tropes.

Please enjoy.

The cerulean skies above Paris’ venerable and antediluvian streets gave way into a rich mauve tinged with the auburn hues of a dying day. On the streets below, Parisians came and went, unaware that the most romantic act in the history of the cosmos was being prepared not three stories above them.

“And we all say

"Oh, well I never, was there ever

A cat so clever as magical

Mr. Mistoffelees"

Humming a jaunty cat-like song to himself (AN: get it? It’s because he’s a cat), Chat Noir went about lighting each of the two thousand one hundred and sixty two candles strewn about the rooftop; one for every hour he knew and loved the most wonderful, sublime, perfect, flawless, radiant, resplendent, exalted, magnificent, regal, truncular, and ethereal girl in all of Paris.

Nay, all the world!

Such was his love that he converted the rooftop retreat where they were to meet for their Nightly Evening Patrol into a lush, romantic scene out of Kenneth Branagh’s wettest Shakespearean dream. Laurels and ivy hung from every corner of the confused tenant’s roof. A record player played a suave Edith Pilaf song (AN: because they’re French) as celebrity chef Wolfgang Puck prepared a delightful evening meal for Paris’ greatest heroes- prime roasted rib, herbed potatoes, and garden salad for the Lady, and half-cup of Friskies “Friend-Zone” mix for the gent.

Chat may have spent upwards of eighteen thousand euro on his little surprise, but it was money well spent. After all, it was the three-week anniversary of the first time Ladybug accidentally spat on him when trying to dislodge a fabulous booger from her perfect nostrils! Such an occasion demanded splendor the likes of which Paris had never seen before. The rooftop scene before him made Versailles look like a dilapidated crack den full of sentient cockroaches, but still it wasn’t enough for his Lady, his partner, his love, his star, his treasure, his catnip (AN: get it? it’s because he’s like…a cat and stuff) his everything, his-

“Whats up ass clown?” Ladybug greeted, swinging onto the rooftop and shattering the intricate four thousand euro Ladybug ice sculpture centerpiece like it was Chat’s heart.

“Dinner is ser-AUGH!” Wolfgang Puck cried as Ladybug pushed him off the roof and into an open dumpster on the street below.

“What the hell is all this supposed to be?” Ladybug sneered at the wall of origami butterflies Chat had painstakingly folded over the course of the last seven months.

“Oh, w-well those are just origami butterflies to represent all of the akumas we fought together as a-”

“Ugh,” Ladybug groaned, blowing a raspberry and using a nearby candelabra to light the origami wall on fire. “Gross.”

Chat’s ears drooped like a kitten that had been caught pissing in the houseplant. “But...I thought we could have a fun dinner together.”

A vein in Ladybug’s forehead bulged as she drew a paper fan from nowhere and bashed Chat across the nose. “Ughh! We don’t have time for fun! We have a serious and sacred duty to defend the people of this city! There is no time for fun!”

With that, Ladybug upended the beautifully carved table that Chat had spent ten years working on over the edge of the building and on to Wolfgang Puck’s head as he attempted to crawl to safety.

“Vamoose!” Ladybug cried, latching her yo-yo on to a nearby lamppost and swinging across the street.

Chat let a single tear roll out of his emerald green orbs which he quickly captured in a small glass phial so his father could use it in his Eau de Puss line of cologne. Ladybug never, ever, ever had time for anything other than straightlaced business and if it weren’t for the fact that they were supposed to be partners, she would have probably lit him on fire and tossed him in an open sewer drain by now. He would have deserved it, of course; his perfect, flawless, effervescent, stalwart, gladiator goddess of a Lady could have singlehandedly ended crime and cured cancer without his help at all, and his continued presence in her life was as a cancerous zit marring the face of perfection.

But oh; oh! How he loved her! Even with the constant battery, verbal abuse, and veiled death threats she hurled at him every time she opened her mouth, he was one smitten kitten!

“Oi, Simba!” Ladybug called from two rooftops over. “You have ten seconds to catch up and then I’m beating the everloving shit out of you!”

Yowling, Chat Noir scampered on all fours across the rooftops, landing with a pirouette behind Ladybug as she glared hard-boiledly across their city.

“So, m’lady, shall we take a swing along the Seine before heading to the Eifel Tower to close off the evening?” Chat Noir said hopefully, passing her a basket of food he saved from her wrath.

“Ughh,” Ladybug groaned, rolling her eyes. “Why is it always the Eifel Tower with you?”

“It’s certainly the most romantic spot in the city,” Chat Noir purred, waggling his eyebrows as Ladybug drove her elbow into the side of his head. “Ow! Wh-Why are you hurting me so much?”

“Sorry; I have a thing for some other guy so I can’t be civil with any other boy, otherwise I’m basically cheating on him,” Ladybug said, pouring Lucky Charm gasoline on a Lucky Charm table and grabbing Chat around the waist.

“Is that why you hurled a textbook at my head when I said hello to you the other day?” Chat asked.

“Basically,” Ladybug said, shrewishly suplexing her partner through the burning table. “You should know better than to say things to me by now.”

Chat Noir’s flirting was especially grating to her, because he flirted with literally everything that had a pulse and pair of legs. She was fairly sure that he once chatted up a mailbox because it was dark and his feline cat vision hadn’t kicked in yet. It was gross and didn’t make her jealous at all. I-It’s not like she liked him or anything!

Sh-shut up!

Ladybug’s tsundere inner monologue and Chat Noir’s pained, burning screams were cut short by the sound of a high pitched scream from just down the road. Without looking to see if Chat had recovered from her right hook, she took off, latching on to the spire of the Eiffel Tower and landing in a crouch near the far banks of the Seine.

All around her, people were necking in the streets like teenagers at summer camp; a summer camp for nerds who had never kissed anyone before. A ten car pileup in the middle of the road blocked traffic on all sides as the citizens of Paris lived up to their romantic stereotype by Frenching the first age appropriate person they saw. The half your age plus seven rule was in full effect for it seemed that even Hawkmoth had standards of basic decency when it came to brainwashing the Parisian populace.

“Okay, furreeze!” Chat Noir cried, landing with his claws out and leg outstretched like a cat as he surveyed the scene. “Who is respawnsible for this hissterical catastrophe?!”

“Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” Ladybug groaned for thirty full seconds, pausing only to roundhouse kick Chat in the head. “Yeah, what he said, but not completely idiotic; who’s in charge of this fiasco?”

The Parisians seemed to be too busy playing tonsil lacrosse to answer Ladybug, but across the avenue, a low, throaty chuckle pierced the symphony of sloppy face sucking.

“Huhuhuhu,” the shadowy figure chortled, stepping out of the darkness. “So good of you to drop by, Ladybug...drop by for your doom!”

A hail of gold crossbow bolts assailed them from the shadows and Ladybug dove out of the way before Chat could throw himself in front of her as he usually did. From the darkness, a cloaked figure emerged, a bright sparkling grin the only thing visible from under his hood.

“You might have done well against Dark Cupid,” the hooded stranger chortled. “But you have yet to face the wrath of-”

The akuma threw the cloak back, revealing a painted on, bright pink bodysuit complete with assless chaps and heart shaped pasties.

“-Cupid Cupid!” Cupid Cupid crowed, soaring into the air on fluttering wings made of questionably shaped feathers. The citizens sucking face paused their tongue lashings to chant “Cupid! Cupid!” in unholy unison.

“I thought the full moon wasn’t until next week,” Chat snickered as Cupid Cupid shook his barely covered rear. His pun earned him another smack in the back of the head from Ladybug with a stray brick, who loathed humor in all its many forms, but puns more than anything.

“With the power of love and beauty, I’m here to take your Miraculouses, win the day, and bump this fic from a T to an M rating!” Cupid Cupid said, gyrating in a way that made Ladybug, Chat Noir, and Hawkmoth halfway across the city deeply, deeply uncomfortable. “Suck my throbbing love rockets!”

“Oh god, why?!” Ladybug cried, dodging the hail of crossbow bolts that crashed into the sidewalk with a hail of lewd cries. They scampered around the akuma showered them in a golden stream of heart tipped bolts, cackling as distantly Huey Lewis and the News blared on the speakers. But as agile as Ladybug was, Cupid Cupid’s golden shower (of bolts) managed to rain down and hit Ladybug in the side of the shoulder. She tumbled in midair, landing across the street as Chat Noir’s glowing green eyes narrowed into feline slits. Now madder than a cat in a room full of dog shaped rocking chairs, Chat Noir pounced on Ladybug’s prone form, carrying her up and on to the nearby rooftops away from the cosmically inappropriate akuma.

“Ladybug!” Chat Noir yeowled, shaking her stirring form with a pained expression. “Ladybug answer me!”

Ladybug’s pale blue eyes fluttered open, staring up at the young man standing over her. “Adrien?” Ladybug crooned sweetly and with more affection than she would have ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever…ever shown her partner.

“Uh…n-no, definitely not Adrien Agreste,” Chat Noir chuckled nervously, freezing as Ladybug cupped his face, eyes now literal heart shapes as she leaned in.

“Come on, model boy, let’s make out!” Ladybug said, making octopus-esque kissy noises as Cupid Cupid cackled in the distance.

“It’s no use; she has fallen under my spell and now thinks of you as the object of her affection!” Cupid Cupid cackled, firing his crossbows into the air like Yosemite Sam on the Fourth of July while shaking his hips. “She now has an insatiable desire to suck face with you while I make off with your Miraculouses!”

“How is this an effective akuma idea?!” Chat Noir hissed, trying to keep Ladybug from planting her lips on him.

“How is akumitizing a four year old a good idea?!” Cupid Cupid shouted. “Hawkmoth isn’t too good at this game, is he?!”

“Point,” Chat Noir said as Ladybug pounced on him, pinning him to the rooftop.

“Aaaaaaaaaadrien,” Ladybug said in a strange, gushy tone that reminded Chat Noir of Chloe in a way that made his hair stand up on the back of his neck. “I’m soooooooo glad you’re here and not my flaming dumpster fire of a partner~ I love you, Adrien! I always have!”

Another single, perfect tear rolled down Chat Noir’s cheek, for he knew that Ladybug was actually not really in love with him. She, like everyone else, was fooled by his corporate, soulless, perfect model boy persona. She had rejected the real him; the one who liked to run on rooftops, make terrible puns, and occasionally shit in a cardboard box full of sand because it felt good sometimes.

Ladybug would never love the real him; a cold, cold fact that did nothing to diminish the selfless, pure, innocent, all too perfect and unconditional love he felt for her. Even as her yo-yo wound its way around his wrists, effectively cutting off bloodflow to his fingertips, his heart was full of nothing but pure, beautiful love for the girl trying to bite his lower lip off.

“Uh, L-Ladybug, I can’t really feel my fingers,” Chat Noir panted as Ladybug tugged at his bell collar.

“Shh, Adrien, let’s just get you out of this…” Ladybug frowned as the bell stayed in one place. “What the hell?! Where’s the zipper?”

“Why would I have a zipper?!” Chat Noir meowed (AN: like a cat). “Why would my magic catsuit have a zipper?!”

“Fun?” Ladybug and Cupid Cupid suggested at the same time.

“Why are you still here?!” Chat Noir hissed

“I’m the creepy makeout akuma; what did you expect?!” Cupid Cupid crowed. “Don’t tell me your dad never taught you about the birds and the bees!”

“This isn’t exactly the birds and the bees; more like the ladybugs and the…cats or something,” Chat Noir muttered, eyes widening like a cat who just saw a canary as Ladybug withdrew the large, vibrating object she Lucky Charmed.

“Come on, you stupid zipper,” Ladybug said, pulling her Lucky Charmed chainsaw out and revving it against Chat Noir’s suit to no avail. “Gimme that sweet sweet Adrien fruit.” ‘

Wriggling under her, Chat Noir managed to arch his back like an angry cat and kick his baton between his chest and the revving chainsaw. The chainsaw flew up in a high arc, shearing Cupid Cupid’s lewdly shaped wings off his back. Much to the displeasure of Cupid Cupid (and a hidden Alya who was hoping to capture lewd Ladynoir content for the Ladyblog), the phallic wings seemed to hold the key to Ladybug’s brainwashing. She blinked, shaking her head as she looked down at her partner with thinly veiled disgust.

“…ew,” Ladybug said with a deep scowl, kicking her partner off the roof. “Looks like it’s up to me and only me to save the day. Lucky Charm!”

What followed was an acrobatic series of maneuvers involving a pogo stick too upsetting to print here. Suffice to say, Ladybug managed to get the fedora off Cupid Cupid’s head and purify it before Chat Noir could untangle the yo-yo around his wrists. As the butterflies disappeared, Ladybug held a fist out in front of her face and casually bumped it with her other fist.

“Good job, me and only me,” Ladybug said, scowling at Chat Noir as he stood up. “Oh…are you still here?”

Chat Noir’s ears drooped under horrible horrible Ladybug’s horrible words, prickling her black and icy heart enough to elicit a resigned sigh.

“Fine,” Ladybug conceded as though she were fighting to throw up with every word. “You…weren’t…entirely…useless…this time…”

Backhanded as it was, and even though half his hair was still missing from when Ladybug set him on fire, Chat Noir, our beautiful and innocent sunshine boy incapable of wrong, warmed at Ladybug’s snide comments, purring and rubbing against her legs before she kicked him off the roof.

“Don’t let it go to your head; I’ve had bowel movements that were more productive than you were, not-Adrien,” Ladybug huffed, with a blush. “B-Baka.”

“I don’t know what that means, but I think that’s a good thing,” Chat Noir said, climbing back up on to the roof as Ladybug’s earrings beeped. “Oh…guess it’s time to go.”

“Yeah, sure, would you look at the time,” Ladybug said as her earrings beeped again. “Gotta go.”

Chat caught her arm, and as Ladybug turned to stab him in the collarbone for daring to occupy the same space as her, she caught sight of his soft expression in the moonlight. She didn’t want to admit it (because if she did, Adrien would somehow know and accuse her of being a whore) but Chat Noir was kinda sorta handsome in a Kovu from Simba’s Pride kind of way. The kind of handsome that made her question a lot of things about herself; namely if she needed to register for Paris’ next furry convention as a keynote speaker. But mostly the fact that she had never even considered Chat Noir as a thinking, feeling entity until she sucked face with him. Something about shoving him against the rooftop and making out with him made her see him as something almost sort of approaching something that could almost be mistaken for human.

“I know you’ve stated multiple times that you’re uncomfortable revealing your identity, but I’m gonna ask again because, fuck your feelings I guess,” Chat Noir chuckled in that boyish way of his. “Why can’t we tell each other who we are?”

The truth was that, despite being one of two superpowered demigods that protected Paris’ on a daily basis, Ladybug was…afraid that Chat would be disappointed if he ever found out who she was. He was in love with Ladybug who was completely different than her in every single way. If he ever found out that his Lady was just a fashion designer, artist, video game champion, graphic designer, baker, professional phone thief, and student council representative, he would throw up in his mouth and claw his eyes out for having ever been attracted to such a hideously ordinary cave troll. Even if her family, friends, classmates, neighbors, customers, fashion moguls, and passing rock stars all universally adored her, there was no earthly way that Chat would ever bring himself to care about the heinous sewer witch that was Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

“You know why,” Ladybug said sternly. “If we ever tell each other who we are, the Seal of the Apocalypse will be unsealed and the Dread Wolf Fenris will rise from the east to devour the sun. Quetzalcoatal would literally return to duel the Smoking Mirror at the end of the world as the seventh seal of the apocalypse would be unsealed, letting Satan’s forces up to ravage the planet. If I told you my name, Hawkmoth would literally hire a squad of disgraced Navy Seals to kill us and steal our Miraculouses. Up will become down; left will become right. Reality as we know it will absolutely cease to be if I ever knew who you were. Total, total disaster.”

Chat Noir nodded solemnly. “So you’re saying it would be…apo-cat-lyptic?”

Ladybug stared at him for a long moment before summoning a red and black spotted handgun and shooting Chat Noir in the leg.

“Same time tomorrow, asswipe,” Ladybug said, swinging up onto the rooftop as Chat Noir lay bleeding under a streetlight. As he clutched his shattered kneecap, the only thing he could think of was that Ladybug promised to meet him tomorrow, and how lucky he would be to be in her presence if he didn’t bleed out first.

“Guess tonight…really ended…with a bang,” Chat Noir said, aiming a fingergun at Ladybug’s retreating figure before passing out in the middle of the road.

#bullysquadess #my writing #ml fanfiction

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krakenator · 5 years

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CHAPTER 9 aka “Let’s go lesbians!”

SPOILERS are sprinkled around extremely liberally for The Property of Hate

Masterpost here

Melody and Julienne join The Party! A singer, a dancer, and an actor make a triple threat baby!

Though the true triple threats out there are the people who can do all those things. I would put myself as an example but said Real Threats are people who can do it all well

…y’know we haven’t seen RGB dance but… it would not surprise me. My god. That’s why he’s so strong. He dances

Maybe the real triple threat was the object-heads we met along the way

Still on that opening page though, have I talked enough yet about Melody’s dialogue? Because a glissando is an excellent way to convey and agreeable hum.

Wow parents really were right that tv would rot my brain look at this poor doggo

Yo yo yo that’s the snail from the Pool of Tears in chapter 2!

So all I need to do to get Inspired is to lick a technicolor dream-snail, got it

Oh damn it, it’s a bright idea

Ey the picture frame clouds are back. Wow they are moving fast- heckuva wind

Oh yeah and TOby’s there. Enjoy the view lil buddy

Looks like the armchair Hero slept in at the House of Paint’s become more realized as a What. Wonder why it’s heading down to/past the Pool of Tears

How often do you think someone in this world goes to, like, hang their coat only to realize the coat-racks missing and just go “oh damnit it went sentient and wandered off. Well. Inconvenient. But godspeed I guess”

So I know the ball and chain Hero’s fashioned for her TV guide (FUCKIN JUST REALIZED THAT ONE) is rolled like like a yarn ball, but my boat-brain looked and it and said “monkeyfist. Big ol’ monkeyfirst for swinging around. Throw RGB REAL far”

How is modmad so good at speechbubbles. RGB’s shaken text/box is hilarious. Melody’s notes are connected by a beam, she’s beaming

rekted for the 11th time in 4 days

This is a good opportunity to take a moment for me to appreciate modmad’s HANDS. RGB’s hands are always exquisitely drawn. Like, the third panel especially, goddamn. Second appreciation is how damn expressive RGB is. I gushed about my love for the wives designs last chapter, I guess it’s finally time for RGB’s turn

For having NO ACTUAL FACE the man is supremely easy to read as a character. He doesn’t have eyes, yet you know when he’s smiling for real anyway! Looking back at the first few pages, that’s SUCH a fakey-fakers smile to the genuine ones seen throughout the rest of the comic. Combined with his body language- just fantastic

And then! The drooling! The initial reason I wanted to do a more thorough reread was when I realized the colors correspond to emotions and whatever RGB is feeling most strongly in any given moment, those are the colors he drips. Which is! Fantastic! It gives yet another avenue by which to see RGB’s character and an excellent supplement when the man is, again, emoting with NOT-A-FACE

His antenna crack me up. They start the comic so straight. So ironed out and spiffy and like 3 days into his newest Hero they are chronically crinkled up like tissue paper. It gives him this impression of being completely frazzled at all times, which. accurate

Back to your daily scheduled TPoH though; eeey, Assok’s speech-texture has some black triangles in here for copying Julienne’s words!

Yikes. RGB’s tried to take Heroes back before huh. Considering he hasn’t given up on his “save this doomed world” plan after all this time, how absolutely/repeatedly disastrous was “get my friend back home” for him to concede it as impossible??

Aaaand we’re off to the races Market!

RGB: LETS GO LESBIANS LETS GO!!

BIG DAMN SMOOCH! YES!! LOVELY! Also Julienne’s resting the blunt side of her knife on Melody’s head and I’m die

Melody’s dialogue is the symbol for a “natural” note. She’s replying “naturally, duh” to RGB’s question

If Julienne wasn’t already married to Melody I’d seduce that big instrument lady myself

Accept the compliment Assok! You did good!!

Random thought and back to RGB being stealth STRONK- Hero found the [—–] to be heavier than it looks and yet RGB is walking around with it all tied to one foot completely unimpeded

Im fucking snorting. The way RGB says “…that’s the sea.” Like he can’t believe Hero is being this dumb. If course it’s the sea! Obviously!

NO RGB, NOT OBVIOUSLY

D’you think if RGB saw how water and seas behave in our world he’s be equally bewildered as I was the first time I read this page

So I took the time to look up Julienne’s name and now im BIG MAD. Julienne is a way of cutting things into long thin strips! It’s a fucking culinary pun!!

Y-yo… that’s just a big damn eye.

AND/OR an impact crater. Except the ground they’re standing on wouldn’t be flat if that were the case

But it is also DEFINITELY a fairy ring, as the next page describes this is EXACTLY how fairy rings work

K so this entire page is just that one verse from “Cover is Not the Book”

Bruh. This looks like myelin sheaths on nerve axons. Myelin is an insulator just like [—–] is described to be! Except the metaphor ends there because myelin is supposed to be there and protects the axon/accelerates signal speed. Assok is basically chewing nodes of ranvier into existence instead of the breaks between myelin forming naturally. And that’s my degree put to use for the week

Also HEY. I had the thought earlier that the sick tree might be a Yggdrasil thing but didn’t put said thought down cause there wasn’t a whole lot behind it save for “big tree, big big tree”. But NOW it turns out there was a small SERPENTINE creature CHEWING AT ITS ROOTS

ASSOK’S THE NIDHOGGR

Everyone: RGB smart?? as if. RGB: EXCUSE-

absolutely huge mood there buddy

HEY MODMAD. TURN ON YOUR LOCATION WE GOTTA TALK ABOUT PAGE 162 FORESHADOWING HOW RGB BELIEVES THE SUCCESSFUL HERO’S JOURNEY HAS TO END

Hero is the flower that will die even though she’s saved the World >:(

“all flowers must die to complete their purpose” is also a funny phrase to be throwing around when Negative’s presence sprouts blue roses which shatter apart when he leaves

“Flowers need roots to live”, further implicating Negative as the (ha ha) root cause of the blue roses and vines. and we again see here, the flowers die but the branches they bloomed from remain

ALSO consider the flowers seen around characters heads when they dream/are asleep- those flowers also must go away when people wake up

Taking this a step further, Negative can be further associated with RGB’s subconscious/being unconscious by his flower-spawning

Lesbians Fight TV-Dad for Custody of Daughter

It’s “make fun of RGB hour” on TPoH and im living. Sharp, sour, cheesy poop indeed

Gotta remember to contrast this against when Hero actually drinks his colors later

gotta remember that this is 4 PEOPLE THAT RGB HAS FUCKED OVER BANDING TOGETHER TO GIVE HIM SHIT. LIKE, HE’S KIDNAPPED THEM ALL, HE CAN’T COMPLAIN

Under the sea, under the seeea~

Uh oh. UH OH THAT’S A SCISSOR BLADE

UH OH

Melody shouted in sforzando but it’s already too late ;_;

Oh! And the notation on top- that tells you to use a mute. God dammit

I knew this was coming and yet I am devastated anyway. goodbye my sweet wives your time was too short. Please come back one day

It’s also notable that Hate cut them out right at the border before the third and final protection on the Market begins. We know later that the darkness blots them entirely out of Hate’s view, so if they’d made it just a bit further She wouldn’t have been able to capture them like she just has

D’you think RGB knows exactly what’s happened to them?

If bodies of water are another form of Good Protection, then Fears hanging around the Pool of Tears is doubly weird

Yikes tho good thing Hero hopped off, can you imagine if Hero had gotten snipped away alongside her moms?? Terrible

Jeebs are you telling me that Hero would have eventually started to fade if she’d carried that pile of [—–] long enough?! RGB! BAD DAD! GET ‘IM HERO

Then again, this means he was probably planning to carry it himself most of the way. He has certain advantages after all- he overgenerates color for himself. It’s probably why he lasts as long in the storm of Nothing as he does…

Oh no OH NOOOOO ASSOK HEARD MELODY’S SHOUT

Is that-? Could it be-? By jove, it is. RGB IS INITIATING AFFECTION AND COMFORT EVERYONE! YEEEEEEAH, MAKE UP FOR THAT BAD-DAD BEHAVIOR!

HEY NOW WAIT THE FUCK A MINUTE THERE- BUTTERFLY SHADOW

HEY. Her schism’s opening back up! Nothing on page 166, but once Julienne and Melody are gone in page 167 we see it starting to open back up

!! RGB OFFERS HER HIS HAND? HIS PHYSICAL, ACTUAL HAND?? HELLO????

And the third return of “just this once” is killing me dude

Poor Assok get scronch

Girl what makes you think TOBY and JULIENNE trust RGB?! Additionally, why are you including Dial on the list?! Is he just That Charming?

IN FACT, every single person Hero just listed? RGB has personally ruined their life! he’s killed ALL of them! HERO I UNDERSTAND YOU’RE 6 BUT

Hero trusts Dial oh no. this can only result in bad things

Butterfly, flying off in defeat: goddamn fucking idealistic children making it hard for me to steal them away and end their story, come on! Dump the chump and let me end you!!!!

Back on that schism though- it opened up once they started fighting at the sun tree, and just now when the wives disappeared. I would say it’s ripped open by experiencing fear, but it definitely was not open when Hero saw Neggy Boi wrecking shop

Join me in the next chapter when our intrepid duo speedrun Pajama Sam: No Need to Hide When It’s Dark Outside!

#tpoh #tpoh time with Gill #the property of hate

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5hfanfiction · 7 years

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Crack A Smile - III

Princess Lauren had been sitting at her throne for the better part of four hours now, listening to countless men and women try to woo her and coax her into laughing. She hated the feeling, honestly. The only thing that kept her sane were the thoughts of the little flower thief that had been visiting her every day.

Lauren was stunned that someone so low on the hierarchical scale could have such an impact on the her. After a few visits, the guards began watching Camila closely due to suspiciousness, but were stopped immediately by Lauren. That evening, after Camila had left, she informed Troye to tell the guards that Camila was allowed full access to the royal gardens without suspicion. Troye smirked at Lauren, saying something about enjoying looking at pretty ladies, before leaving to tell his guards what the princess had ordered.

As much as she would hate to admit it, Troye was right. Camila was a beautiful girl, and she caught Lauren’s eye constantly whenever she was around. Her hair fell down past her shoulders in chocolate waves, her brown eyes sparkled in the light of the sunset and especially when she smiled, and her laughter made Lauren’s stomach flutter with an emotion she hasn’t felt in a very long time. Her jokes were absolutely awful but Lauren appreciated her regardless. She knew it was a dangerous prospect, developing a soft spot for one so common, but she couldn’t help it. Lauren had developed a soft spot for her chef, for Normani and in a vicarious way, for Dinah. Now she was growing one for the flower thief.

A handful of suitors were removed from the list alongside Bradley; a duchess named Taylor from the Swift kingdom was removed for her arrogance, a jester named Zayn was removed for punching a prince (he was probably punished severely for his stupidity), and a duke named Austin was removed for touching the princess both inappropriately and without her permission. Lauren actually ordered Troye to throw him into the dungeons so that he may never disrespect another woman again.

After the incident with the duke, Lauren informed her parents that she was finished with suitor business for the day and quickly retreated to her room before anyone could complain or ask questions.

Bursting through her doors, she slammed them hastily before laying her back against them. Lauren’s breathing became shaky as the tears began to trail down her cheeks, and she slipped down to the floor as she began to cry. She held her face in her hands and she cried, upset that that imbecile thought he could touch her like that, and that she was doomed to be unhappy and alone.

A noise from outside her window made her silence herself quickly, tears still streaming as she listened intently. The noise was faint, too hard to hear from her doorway, so she stood quietly as she moved towards the balcony.

Was she hearing.. Singing?

Peaking out her balcony doors, she saw her little flower thief Camila wandering aimlessly through the gardens, a beautiful tune filling the air as it left her lips. Lauren was absolutely stunned. Never in her life had she heard a voice so beautiful, and Camila looked so effortless doing it. She leaned against her balcony ledge and watched the thief run her hands across the flowers as she sang her song.

When the song came to an end, Camila jumped slightly at the sound of clapping coming from the balcony. Looking up, she saw the beautiful princess clapping for her with an actual smile on her face. Camila gasped loudly, covering her mouth to contain the sound.

“That was amazing, Camila. Never have I heard a voice quite like yours,” Lauren said, still smiling.

“And never have I seen a smile as beautiful as yours, m'lady,” Camila said, still gaping in awe at the princess.

Lauren seemed to realize that she was smiling and blushed furiously, moving to cover her face with her hand.

“Please don’t stop smiling!” Camila yelled somewhat desperately.

“I haven’t smiled like that in a very long time, little thief,” Lauren spoke, her tone somber but honest.

“I thought we agreed that I’m not a thief as long as I tell you terrible jokes!” Camila pouted dramatically.

“You’re lucky I enjoy your company, Camila, or I’d send Troye after you.”

“You mean your personal guard? The one who is most definitely sleeping with your bard?” Camila jested with a smirk.

“I-wha-how could you possibly know that?” The princess spoke flabbergasted.

“I may or may not be very good friends with Shawn,” Camila shrugged.

“A-and you’re not.. appalled?” Lauren asked, curiously and a little bit hopefully.

“Why would I be?” Camila asked. “I believe we all deserve the opportunity to love whomever makes us happy. Who am I to judge if a man lay with another man?”

Lauren smiled, a very small smile but Camila had been watching her long enough to notice it.

“Are you hungry? I can ask my chef to bring something here for us to share?” Lauren asked as she changed the subject, hoping Camila would accept.

“Oh no I couldn’t possibly impose, let alone eat royal food when I am but a lowly commoner,” Camila shook her head quickly.

“Nonsense, you’re more than just a commoner, you’re my friend,” Lauren said with such finality that it made Camila’s heart swell. “Now wait a moment, I will be back shortly.”

As the princess left the balcony to go gather her chef, Camila stood there dumbly looking at where she once stood. The princess thinks that they’re friends? Her, the most beautiful woman in all of the kingdom, enjoyed the company of someone as insignificant as herself? The thought was bewildering but here she was, having conversation with the princess daily and she hasn’t been killed yet, so that had to mean something.

When the princess returned, she returned with a shorter girl with blonde hair and a smile that could rival the sun. The girl had a silver platter of food that Camila couldn’t see from below the balcony, but she bet it was amazing if this was Lauren’s personal chef.

“Camila, do you think you can climb those vines up to the balcony?” Lauren asked, pointing to the large vines growing alongside the castle wall that led up to the princess’s balcony. Camila looked at them and nodded before beginning her ascension. After a few moments, Camila was stood on the outside ledge of the balcony in front of the princess.

“You can come onto the balcony, you know,” Lauren joked.

“I prefer this, honestly. Makes me feel dangerous,” Camila smirked at the princess. Lauren blushed slightly before turning towards her chef.

“Camila, this is Allyson, my personal chef and one of my best friends,” Lauren introduced her, and Allyson extended her hand for Camila to shake with a smile on her face.

“So this is the infamous flower thief I’ve been hearing about these last few weeks,” Allyson smirked. Camila raised an eyebrow as she smiled at Lauren, who blushed once again.

“I’m glad to see someone can make our little grump even a little bit happier, so whatever you’re doing, please do not stop,” Allyson said with a smile, and with that she set the tray of food down and bid Camila and Lauren adieu.

“So,” Camila started as she grabbed a grape, “you talk about me, huh?”

“Only to the people who’s opinions matter to me. Allyson, whom you’ve just met. Troye, my promiscuous personal guard. And Normani, my personal maid.”

Camila choked on the grape she was eating.

“Are you okay?!” Lauren asked frantically. Camila waved her hand at her before swallowing the grape and coughing violently.

“Normani?” Camila asked once she could finally speak.

“Yes, do you know her?” Lauren asked curiously.

“I take your flowers daily to give to her lover to give to her,” Camila laughed at the irony of it all.

“Wait, you’re friends with Dinah?” Lauren asked bewildered.

“I live with her, m'lady,” Camila smiled. “She’s the one that gives me money to feed myself. No wonder she’s been giving me sly looks every day..”

“Damn, I really need to meet Dinah,” Lauren mumbled to herself.

“My my princess, did you just use an inappropriate expletive?” Camila joked with a smirk on her face. Lauren just shook her head, the corners of her lips upturned ever so slightly.

“Your smile, as small as it may be, is even more beautiful up close,” Camila whispered honestly. Lauren just rolled her eyes, but the color in her cheeks gave her away. Grabbing a piece of fruit from the tray, she gracefully fed it to her little thief.

Camila chewed it slowly, her eyes rolling back at the sheer delicacy in her mouth. “What on earth is that?” She asked excitedly.

“A cantaloupe, little thief,” Lauren spoke. When Camila looked at her dumbly, she added, “a melon.” Camila’s mouth opened in an “o” shape as she finally understood.

“Hey Lauren?” Camila asked, a mischievous smirk on her face.

“Hmm?”

“Why can’t melons be wed?”

Lauren groaned, she knew another pun was coming and she would have to endure it. “Why?” Lauren sighed.

“Because they cantaloupe!” Camila yelled, a bright smile on her face.

“You can only speak that joke because I just taught you that word,” Lauren said pointedly.

“Yes, well it makes for a good pun, does it not?” Camila asked, still smiling.

“Whatever helps you sleep at night, little thief.”

The two spent the rest of their evening together eating fruit and talking of their past. Camila told Lauren a great many stories of her life, of running from the guards to her family out in another kingdom.

“Why are you here if your family is in a different kingdom?” Lauren asked curiously.

“Why do you never smile or laugh anymore?” Camila asked, her tone challenging.

“Touché,” Lauren spoke as she looked down somewhat ashamed.

“One day, I will tell you my story, when you are ready to tell me yours. Does that sound fair?” Camila asked softly, her hand resting atop the princess’s while her thumb caressed the back of her palm. Lauren would never admit it, but the skin where the thief was touching felt as though it was set ablaze, and Lauren found an odd comfort in the feeling.

“That is quite fair. I hope one day I am ready to tell you,” Lauren spoke honestly.

“And I hope you know that you will never hear any sort of judgement from me, dear princess,” Camila spoke lowly with a comforting smile.

With that, Camila began her descent down the vines. As she went to exit the gardens, she looked back at the balcony to see Lauren watching her go. She gave the princess a smile and a small wave before leaving, hoping the tightness in her chest would dissipate as she left the princess’s presence.

(As always, you can find my story on wattpad here)

#UPDATE #series #AU #slash #camren #romance fluff #submission #Crack A Smile

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Dreemurr Academy #3 (FellSwap Gaster)

Dreemurr Academy, a prestigious closed-off college for monsters and humans alike of all ages and worlds.

This includes myself, though I'm sort of a in-between.

I'm Lynsie, the human anomaly. I'm a human, but I can do magic like monsters. I'm an oddball.

That's the thing about making a school that is open to multiple alternate dimensions. Weird things are bound to show up. Even a bunch of the same person. From what I saw on orientation day, the same faces are scattered around all around.

To fix these type of issues, everyone that has a multiple or doppelganger is given a school name so there's no confusion.

Other than that, it's fairly normal. The hierarchy is the simple.

The Deans are made up of the same people, skeleton monsters that go by the name of Gaster. One is a teacher of the Sciences, goes by Wingding. He's a kind and understanding man, but is known to pull a prank or two. They all speak in a typeface sign language but use telepathy magic so others understand. It's been said no one has ever heard their real voices and those that have are no longer at the academy.

Another Gaster dean teaches Home Economics, he goes by Wingy. He's a bubbly sweet guy that loves his work. Nothing makes him smile more than seeing the joy on a student's face when they take pride in being able to do something they first thought they couldn't.

Another Gaster dean teaches the studies of Magic, he is called Fall. At times, he can be cynical, malicious, and sarcastic. He has a commanding presence that exuded gravitas, authority and control, able to keep a class quiet without effort. Yet there is a kindness to him, it's rarely seen, but not unheard of.

Another Gaster dean teaches History, his nickname is Dings. A cold, bitter, and sometimes childish man. He tends to hold grudges against troublesome students and is extremely spiteful toward those whom he dislikes. Yet those that can take his punishments are rewarded with his respect. He is a teacher that commands respect and who's grades are earned with doom hanging over your head.

The Professors are also skeleton monsters, but not all are the same person. The Psychology professor is a guy named Papyrus but goes by Stretch. He's the favorite among students because he's so laid back. He chews a tooth pick in class to suppress his urge to smoke, but we all know he does so when on break. He's really good at reading students and helps out when able. All in all, he's the cool teacher.

The Literature professor is a Papyrus that is called Fell. He is the one teacher everyone dreads. Very strict and old fashioned. He does not tolerate interruptions and will humiliate those he feel need to be taken down a notch. Such things take there toll on him and often squeezes a stress ball that he keeps in his desk. But he is a very passionate man when it comes to his work and takes his subject seriously, even though this makes him into a bit of a grammar nazi which is why many students get low grades.

The Biology professor is a skeleton called Sans that sometimes goes by Classic, whatever that means. He is very cheesy and comes off as lazy, making puns that have people cringe yet secretly love them. He is very protective of his students and will go out of his way to help them. He does not tolerate bulling of any kind and can be quite scary. He's the second favorite among the students.

The Physical Education professor is also a Sans that goes by Pain. He is also a stern and old school type of teacher, only he tends to be more cruel in humiliation of students that are unprepared. While his scope is all around, he prefers the darker side of the study. Using borderline violence to weed out the weak that think taking his class is a easy A. There is mercy in his dojo, but it must be earned with blood, sweat, and tears.

The Students are broken into four groups based on which part of the four years they are currently in. The first years are called freshmen. Second years are sophomores. Third years are juniors. And fourth years are seniors. There are some variations on this topic, but this hierarchy of college students is still readily recognizable by everyone.

Me? This isn't my first rodeo but not my last. I'm a sophomore and have gotten the gist of who's who and what's what. I get along with students and teachers. I've always been a middle ground type of girl.

I didn't come looking for friends, but they just seemed to find me. Funny enough, my buddies are the brothers of the professors. Stretch's brother is a freshman, his name is Sans but goes by Rascal. Fell's brother, also a Sans, is a sophomore like me and goes by Edgy. Classic's brother is a Papyrus, a freshman that goes by Papy. And Pain's brother is a sophomore Papyrus by the name of Slim.

I've always been a tomboy. I prefer the guys company. They're different and fun, even if they can be a bit odd sometimes.

Rascal, as the nickname implies, is the school clown/prankster. He likes to test his limits and challenge authority, even dishevels his uniform to assert his individuality. He comes off as a slacker, but secretly very deep, clever, and loyal to a fault. He likes taking his brother's class so he can improve his skills with messing with people, mostly his brother as he disrupts his teachings when he sees a chance.

Edgy is shy around new people and slow to open up, enjoying a laugh with friends when able. Though he appears weak or even nerdy because of his glasses, he is far more tougher than he leads on. He doesn't take crap from anyone. When alone, he's angsty and borders on straight up angry. Getting a pissy attitude when annoyed. Like his brother, he is very passionate about literature and does his best to impress his brother, going so far as to become the teacher's pet.

Papy is easily the most loveable guy in the whole school. Very cheerful and optimistic, he tries his best no matter what. He doesn't like conflict and tries to keep his brother out of trouble when the teacher pulls a prank. I find it sweet of him to take his brother's class even though he doesn't particularly enjoy it, just so he can stay close to him. Like I said, this guy is a loveable soul.

Slim is easy going. He doesn't take things too seriously and never breaks a sweat over hard exams. The only thing that breaks his cool is his smoking, he really gets tense if he goes too long without his fix. He's incredibly smart and instinctual, good traits to have when dealing with his brother. While he does attend his brother's class, he merely does so as a request of his brother who likes to make sure he doesn't slack off due to not being challenged enough.

All of them are oddly related to each other in some form. Gaster's, Papyrus's, and Sans's are brothers. Yet I see them all as different people. I value them. They're helping me even if they don't know it. I am not so confident in myself. I tend to isolate myself, go at things lone wolf style. It's how I've always been. Then I met them and slowly my world began to expand bit by bit. I'm still not comfortable with others. But with them, I can step out from behind my mask for a bit, and really be myself around them.

Today is a typical day. Classes seem to take longer than normal, which isn't necessarily a bad thing with most of them. Again, knowing how to get by and being ready for them helps big time. And Professor Dings's Philosophy class is most definitely one of those need to be ready for classes. He looks for reasons to fail others, if you don't meet his high learning standards you get bad grades or kicked out.

" 📪 ✋ ✡ ✌ ❄ ❄ ✌ 📂📄⌛📪 👍✌ 👌 ✋ ✋❄ ❄ 💣 💧❄ 👍 💣 ✋👍✌❄ 👎 ✋ ❄💧 ✋ ❄✋💣 📬📬📬❄ ✌ ✌ ✌✋ 💧❄ ❄ ❄❄ 💣✌ 💣 ✋ 📬" (NOW, IF YOU'LL ALL TURN TO PAGE 126, WE CAN BEGIN WITH ONE OF THE MOST COMPLICATED POINTS IN TIME...THE WAR AGAINST THE OTTOMAN EMPIRE.)

Score! I've been waiting for this point in study. It has my favorite person in history in it.

" 👌 ✞ 💧❄✌ ❄📬📬📬 👍✌ ❄ 💣 ✌❄ ❄ ❄❄ 💣✌ 💣 ✋ ✌💧✍" (NOW BEFORE WE EVEN START...WHO CAN TELL ME WHAT THE OTTOMAN EMPIRE WAS?)

A boy in the back raises his hand.

"✡ 💧✍" (YES?)

"Uh...Was it about furniture?"

Dings's eye twitches.

" ❄ ❄ 👍😐 ❄ 💣✡ 👍 ✌💧💧 👌 ✋ ❄ ❄ ✋💧 👌 😐 ✌❄ ✡ ✌👍 ✏" (GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY CLASS BEFORE I THROW THIS BOOK AT YOUR FACE!)

The guy isn't sure he means it till said book is hurled his way, making him flee the room.

"*sighs* ✌ ✡ 💧 ✍" (*SIGHS* ANYONE ELSE?)

I look over at Dings's younger brother Slim, we're his best students so we often go back and forth with Dings's grading attention. Slim merely nods before putting his head down, so I raise my hand.

" ✡ 💧✋ ✏ ❄ ✞ 👎📪 ✌💧 ✋ 💣 ❄ 💧 💧📬" (LYNSIE! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, PLEASE INFORM THESE FOOLS.)

"The Ottoman Empire was a vast and powerful force that was formed in 1229 and finally ceased to be in 1922. The Ottoman Empire, also known as the Turkish Empire or Ottoman Turkey, was an empire founded in northwestern Anatolia in the vicinity of Bilecik and Söğüt by the Oghuz Turkish tribal leader Osman. After 1354, the Ottomans crossed into Europe, and with the conquest of the Balkans the Ottoman Beylik was transformed into a transcontinental empire. The Ottomans ended the Byzantine Empire with the 1453 conquest of Constantinople by Mehmed the Conqueror. During the 16th and 17th centuries, at the height of its power under the reign of Suleiman the Magnificent, the Ottoman Empire was a multinational, multilingual empire controlling much of Southeast Europe, parts of Central Europe, Western Asia, the Caucasus, North Africa, and the Horn of Africa. At the beginning of the 17th century the empire contained 32 provinces and numerous vassal states. Some of these were later absorbed into the Ottoman Empire, while others were granted various types of autonomy during the course of centuries. With Constantinople as its capital and control of lands around the Mediterranean basin, the Ottoman Empire was at the center of interactions between the Eastern and Western worlds for six centuries. While the empire was once thought to have entered a period of decline following the death of Suleiman the Magnificent, this view is no longer supported by the majority of academic historians. The empire continued to maintain a flexible and strong economy, society, and military throughout the seventeenth and much of the eighteenth century. However, during a long period of peace from 1740 to 1768, the Ottoman military system fell behind that of their European rivals, the Habsburg and Russian Empires. The Ottomans consequently suffered severe military defeats in the late 18th and early 19th centuries, which prompted them to initiate a comprehensive process of reform and modernization known as the Tanzimat. Thus over the course of the 19th century the Ottoman state became vastly more powerful and organized, despite suffering further territorial losses, especially in the Balkans, where a number of new states emerged. The empire allied with Germany in the early 20th century, hoping to escape from the diplomatic isolation which had contributed to its recent territorial losses, and thus joined World War I on the side of the Central Powers. While the Empire was able to largely hold its own during the conflict, it was struggling with internal dissent, especially with the Arab Revolt in its Arabian holdings. During this time, major atrocities were committed by the Ottoman government against the Armenians, Assyrians and Pontic Greeks. The Empire's defeat and the occupation of part of its territory by the Allied Powers in the aftermath of World War I resulted in its partitioning and the loss of its Middle Eastern territories, which were divided between the United Kingdom and France. The successful Turkish War of Independence against the occupying Allies led to the emergence of the Republic of Turkey in the Anatolian heartland and the abolition of the Ottoman monarchy."

"❄ ✌ 😐 ✡ ✏ ❄ ✌❄ ✌💧 👍❄✏ 😐✌✡📪 ✌💧✡ ✈ 💧❄✋ 📬📬📬 ✌❄ ✌💣 💧 💧 ✋ 👍 ❄ ❄ 😐 ❄ ❄❄ 💣✌ 💣 ✋ ✍" (THANK YOU! THAT WAS PERFECT! OKAY, EASY QUESTION NOW...WHAT FAMOUS PERSON IN POP CULTURE TOOK ON THE OTTOMAN EMPIRE?)

A girl raise her hand.

"Madonna?"

Another book flies and she flees. I look at Slim and he's sleeping, so I guess this is my day today.

"Sir. I believe you are referring to Vlad Dracul III. Best known in pop culture as Count Dracula."

" 👍 ✌ ✌✋ 📪 ✡ 💧✌✞ ❄ 💧 ✋👎✋ ❄💧 💣 ✌✋ ✋ 📬 👌 ❄ 💧✋ 👍 ✡ 💧 💣 ❄ 👌 ❄ ✡ ❄ ✌❄ ✞ 👌 ❄ 💧 ❄ 💧❄ 👎✡ ❄ ✋💧 👍 ✌💧💧 ✌💧 ✌ ✌💧 👌✌💧✋👍 😐 👎 📬📬📬❄ 💣 ✡ 💧✋ 📪 ✌❄ 💣 ✌ 💧 ❄ ❄ ✌💧 ✞ ✌👎 👌 💧❄ 😐 ✍" (ONCE AGAIN, YOU SAVE THESE IDIOTS FROM FAILING. BUT SINCE YOU SEEM TO BE THE ONLY ONE THAT EVEN BOTHERS TO STUDY FOR THIS CLASS OR HAS A GRASP OF BASIC KNOWLEDGE...TELL ME LYNSIE, WHAT MEANS OF TORTURE WAS VLAD BEST KNOWN FOR?)

I smile and stand up...Here comes the fun part of this class, making others sick with the truth.

"Yes sir. *clears throat* Vlad Dracul III born in 1428, was voivode or prince of Wallachia in Romanian three times between 1448 and his death in 1477. He was a very intelligent man for his or any time. Torturing his enemies in ways that were both physically and mentally painful. The tortures and executions which Vlad ordered were not out of caprice, but always had a reason, and very often a reason of state. Such methods include but are not limited to, burning, skinning, roasting, boiling, feeding the victims to their friends/relatives, dismemberment, drowning, decapitation, disembowelment, and etcetera. One example is in 1459, Ottoman Sultan Mehned II sent envoys to Vlad to urge him to pay a delayed tax on non-Muslims of 10,000 ducats and 500 recruits into the Ottoman forces. But he refused, having already paid 'tribute' and refused to support the enemy. When they threatened him, he had them killed by nailing their turbans to their heads, because they were being rude for not removing their hats before a person of high status. Yet that is but a taste. His real and most well known act is the reason he earned the name Vlad Tepes, or the Impaler. The body of the victim, who would still be alive during all this, was aimed ass first to the tip of a not too sharp wooden stake while a horse was attached the the victim's legs to get that much needed force to drive that sucker up there. Now the sake itself was usually oiled and smooth, so that the victim wouldn't die right away from rupture and shock. The height of the stake was also a indication of the victims rank, so the worst the enemy was, the longer the butt stabber got. Getting back on point...*snickers* Once mounted, gravity or the force of the horse would pull the stake right through the body. Most times it popped out the mouth, other times around the torso, and the rare skull popper was always a treat. As bad as that all sounds, there were other instances where victims were impaled through other orifices or the abdomen and chest. Victims came in all forms. Men, women, children, animals...Even infants were sometimes impaled when the stake went through a pregnant victim's body. But to be fair, victims of impalement were mainly enemies, the sick, the already dying, and criminals. Oh! Records even show that some victims were impaled in such a way so that could be hung upside down on their stake. Death came slowly. Taking anywhere from hours to months. Invading forces, men known for savage brutality, were horrified at the sight that guarded Vlad's territory, the Forest of the Impaled. Tens of thousands rotting dead and living souls lining roadways and city walls. It...was...bloody...epic!"

In the course of regaling, ten other classmates fled to go vomit, marking a new record in my book. Yet per usual, Pain is most pleased by my attention to detail.

"👌 ✌✞ ✏ ✡ ❄ ✌ ❄ 👌 👍 ✌😐 ✋ 💧 💧 ❄ 👎 💣 ❄ 👍😐📬 ✋❄ ❄ ✌❄ ❄ ❄ ✌✡📬📬📬 ❄ 💧 ❄ ❄ ❄ 💧💧 📬 💧 ✌ ✍" (BRAVO! YET ANOTHER BUNCH OF WEAKLINGS SORTED FROM THE FLOCK. WITH THAT OUT OF THE WAY...LET US GET ON TO THE LESSON. SHALL WE?)

[4 hours later]

The bell rings.

"✌ ✋ ❄📬 ❄ ❄ ✡ ❄📬 ✌ 👎 👍 ✋ ✡ 💣✋💧✋ ✌👌 ✋✞ 💧📪 ✌👎 ❄ 👍😐✋ 👌 😐✏" (ALRIGHT. GET OUT OF HERE YOU LOT. AND FOR ONCE IN YOUR MISIRABLE LIVES, READ THE FUCKING BOOK!)

We start to file out.

" ✡ 💧✋ ✏" (LYNSIE!)

I freeze.

"Yes sir?"

"💧❄✌✡📬 ✋ ✌✞ 💧 💣 ❄ ✋ ✋ ✌ ❄ ❄ 👎✋💧👍 💧💧 ✋❄ ✡ 📬" (STAY. I HAVE SOMETHING I WANT TO DISCUSS WITH YOU.)

I am confused. My grades in this class are among the highest, only second to Slim. I look at Slim as he passes me. He just smiles and pats my shoulder, as if saying 'good luck' and he leaves me to my fate.

"Yes sir."

" 👎📬 📬📬📬 👍😐 ❄ 👎 📬" (GOOD. NOW...LOCK THE DOOR.)

"S-sir?"

" 👍😐 ✋❄📬" (LOCK IT.)

I feel uncomfortable about this.

"Let it be known this is weirding me out sir."

" ❄ 👎 ✌ 👎 ❄ 👍✌ ✋ 📬" (NOTED AND NOT CARING.)

I lock the door and approach his desk.

"What is it you wanted to discuss with me sir? Am I not preforming well enough? Is my average slipping?"

He eyes me.

" 📬 ✡ ✌👎 💧 ✌ 👎📬 ✡ 💣✋ 💧❄ ✋ 📬" (NO. YOUR GRADES ARE GOOD. YOU'RE PREFORMING JUST FINE.)

"Then why ask me to remain after hours?"

"❄ ✌ ❄ ✋ 💧 ✋ ✋💧 ❄ 😐 📬" (THERE ARE THINGS I WISH TO KNOW.)

"Such as?"

" ✌❄ ✋💧 ✡ ✌❄✋ 💧 ✋ ✋❄ 💣✡ 👌 ❄ ✌ ✡ 💧✍" (WHAT IS YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH MY BROTHER PAPYRUS?)

I blush.

"S-slim?"

"✡ 💧📬" (YES.)

"He's my friend."

" ✋ 👎✍" (FRIEND?)

"Well, yeah. He was the first person to even acknowledge my existence after orientation last year. I think it was because I made a joke of some kind. He laughed and made a joke back. We did that a few times, exchanged pleasantries, and that was it. We'd see each other in class and meet at lunch. Been buddies ever since."

"❄ ✌❄ 💧 ✌ ✍" (THAT'S ALL?)

"Yes sir."

He stands up and starts to circle me.

"💧 ✡ 👎 ❄📪 ❄ 💧 💧✌✡📬📬📬 ✌ 👌 ✌ ✡ ✋ 💧 ✋💣📪 👎 ✡ ✍" (SO YOU DON'T, LET'S SAY...HARBOR ANY FEELINGS FOR HIM, DO YOU?)

I blush hard.

"Sir, that is awkward as hell to ask."

"✌ 💧 ❄ ✈ 💧❄✋ 📪 💣✌ ✏" (ANSWER THE QUESTION, HUMAN!)

His tone is annoyed and yet not his normal level either, this sounds real.

"I don't know how to answer the question sir."

" ✠ ✌✋ 📬" (EXPLAIN.)

"Sir, I'm not sure that I can."

He shoves me hard into his desk.

"👎 ✡ 👎 ❄ ✡ 👍✌ 💣✡ 👌 ❄ ✍✏" (DO YOU OR DON'T YOU CARE FOR MY BROTHER?!)

"I don't know!"

" 👎 ✡ ❄ 😐 ✍✏" (HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW?!)

"Because I never thought about it!"

He glares at me.

"✋ ✌❄📬📬📬 ✠ ✌✋ 📬 📬" (I REPEAT...EXPLAIN. NOW.)

"*sigh* I do like Slim. He's a great guy. But..."

"👌 ❄✍" (BUT?)

"I don't know. I just...I don't feel anything. Maybe if he came off as more than a friend or big brother, or even showed interest in me a little in that way...But I guess it's for the best anyway. He can do better than me. I'm just human after all."

"💧 ✡ ✌ ✡ ✌✞ ✋ ❄ 💧❄ ✋ ✋💣✍" (SO YOU REALLY HAVE NO INTEREST IN HIM?)

"Not in a romantic way, no sir."

" 👎📬 ✞ ✡ 👎📬" (GOOD. VERY GOOD.)

"Why are you so interested if I do or not? Does he like me? Did he ask you to ask me?"

"✡ ❄✌ 😐 ❄ 💣 👍 📬" (YOU TALK TOO MUCH.)

He pins me to the desk, his grip on my wrists is painfully hard.

"✡ ✌ ✌ 💧💣✌ ❄ ✋ 📪 ✡ 💧✋ 📬 ✡ ✞ 👎✋💧✌ ✋ ❄ 💣 📬 ✋ ✡ 👎✋👎 ✌✞ ✋ 💧 💣✡ 👌 ❄ 📪 ✋ 👎 👌✌👌 ✡ ✌👍👍 ❄ ✋❄📬 ✞ ✋ ✡ ✌ ✌ 💣✌ 📬 👌 ❄ 💧✋ 👍 ✡ 👎 ❄📬📬📬❄ ✌ ✋ ❄ 👌✌👎 ✌👌 ❄ ❄ ✋💧📬" (YOU ARE A SMART GIRL, LYNSIE. YOU NEVER DISAPPOINT ME. IF YOU DID HAVE FEELINGS FOR MY BROTHER, I WOULD PROBABLY ACCEPT IT. EVEN IF YOU ARE A HUMAN. BUT SINCE YOU DON'T...THAN I WON'T FEEL BAD ABOUT THIS.)

"About wh..."

I'm made silent by his mouth on mine and I'm stunned. He's kissing me? He's really kissing me?!

"S-sir? W-w-what are you doing?"

"👎 ❄ ✌✡ ✋ 👍 ❄ ✋❄ 💣 📪 ✡ 💧✋ 📬 ✡ 👍✌ ✋❄📪 👍✌ ❄ ✡ ✍ ❄ ✌❄ 💧 ✡ ❄ ✌❄ 💧 ❄ ❄ 💧❄ ❄✋💣 📬 ❄ ✌✡ ✋❄ ❄✋ 💧 ❄ 💧 ✋ ✌ 👎 💧 👎💧 💧 ✋✞ 💧 ✋ ❄ ✡ 👍 📬 ❄ 💣 ✡ 💧✋ 📬📬📬👍✌ ✡ ✋❄ ❄ ✍" (DON'T PLAY INNOCENT WITH ME NOW, LYNSIE. YOU CAN FEEL IT, CAN'T YOU? THAT RUSH OF ENERGY THAT FEELS PENT UP FOR THE LONGEST TIME. THE WAY IT TINGLES THE SPINE AND SENDS SHIVERS INTO YOUR CORE. TELL ME LYNSIE...CAN YOU FEEL IT TOO?)

I bite my lip and look away from him much to his interest.

"✡ 👍✌ 💧 💣 ❄ ✋ 👍✌ ❄ ✡ ✍ ✡ ❄ ✌❄ 💧 ✌ 😐 👎 ✋ ✡ 💧 📬 ✋❄ 💧 💧 👎 👎 💧 ❄ ✋❄✍ ❄ 💣 💣✌😐 👍 ❄✌👍❄📪 ❄ 💧❄ ❄ ✋ 📬 ✌ 👎 ❄ 💧❄ ❄ ✋ 📪 ❄ 💣 ✡ ✌ ❄ ✋❄ ❄ ✌💧❄📬" (YOU CAN FEEL SOMETHING CAN'T YOU? YOU FEEL THAT SPARK DEEP IN YOUR SOUL. IT FEELS SO GOOD DOESN'T IT? THE MORE WE MAKE CONTACT, THE STRONGER THE FEELING. AND THE STRONGER THE FEELING, THE MORE YOU'LL WANT IT TO LAST.)

"Sir...This...It doesn't seem right."

" ✡✍" (WHY?)

"You're a Professor, a Dean even, and I'm a student."

"✌ 👎 ✡ ✋ ❄ ✋💧✍ 👌 ❄ ✌👎 ❄💧📬 💧 ✌💧 ✌ ✌❄✋ 💧 ✋ 👎 💧 ❄ ✋ ❄ ✋❄ ❄ ✌👍 ✋ ✌💧 ✌ ✌❄✋✞ ✋ 👍 ❄ 💧❄ 👎 ❄💧 ✌ 👎📭 💧❄✌ 📪 ✌ 💧❄ 👎 ❄ ✋❄ ✌ ❄ ✌👍 ✌❄✋ 💧 ✋ ✋💧 ❄ 👎 📬" (AND YOUR POINT IS? WE'RE BOTH ADULTS. SO LONG AS A RELATIONSHIP DOES NOT INTERFERE WITH TEACHING OR HAS A NEGATIVE INFLUENCE ON THE STUDENTS AND/OR STAFF, A STUDENT WITH A TEACHER RELATIONSHIP IS NOT FROWNED UPON.)

Oh dear lord, he's thought about this so long he looked for anything bad that would mess with it.

"👎 💧 ❄ ✌❄ ✌💧 ✡ ✋ 👎 💣✋ 👎✍" (DOES THAT HELP EASE YOUR WORRIED MIND?)

"W-why me? I'm not special."

"*sighs* ✡ 💣 💧❄ ✡ ✌💧❄ 💧 💣 👍 ❄✋💣 👌 ✋ ✞ ✠ 👎 ✞ ❄ 👌✞✋ 💧✍ 👎 ✡ ✌ ✡ ❄ 💧 ❄ ✞✌ ✡ 👎✍" (*SIGHS* WHY MUST YOU WASTE SO MUCH TIME BEING VEXED OVER THE OBVIOUS? DO YOU REALLY NOT SEE THE VALUE YOU HOLD?)

"I never really had much of a opinion of myself, no sir."

" 💧❄ 💣✡ 👍😐📪 ✡ ✌ ✌ 📬 *groan* 📪 ✋ 💣 ✌👌 ❄ ❄ 👍 ✌ ❄ ✌❄📬" (JUST MY LUCK, YOU'RE A WALLFLOWER. *GROAN* WELL, I'M ABOUT TO CHANGE THAT.)

He gets off me but keeps restraint of my wrists in one hand while dragging me behind his desk. There he fiddles in a desk drawer and pulls out hand cuffs much to my confusion.

"✡ 👎 👌 ✌💣✌ 👎 👌✡ ✌❄ 💧 💣 ✌ ✋ ❄ 📬 *cuffs my wrists* 👌 ❄ ✡ 👎 ❄ ✡ ✌👌 ❄ ❄ ✌❄📪 💣✡ ❄📬 ✋ ✌💣 ✌ 💣✌ 💧❄✌ 👎✌ 👎💧📬 ✌ 👎 ✡ 💣 ❄ 💣✡ 👎💧 ✋❄ ❄ ❄ ✡✋ 📬" (YOU'D BE AMAZED BY WHAT SOME PEOPLE ARE INTO. *CUFFS MY WRISTS* BUT YOU NEEDN'T WORRY ABOUT THAT, MY PET. I AM A MAN OF STANDARDS. AND YOU MEET MY NEEDS WITHOUT TRYING.)

He reaches into the drawer again and pulls out a gag.

"S-sir...?"

"✌💧 💣 👍 ✌💧 ✋ 👎 ✋😐 ❄ ✌ ✡ ✌💧 ✌✡ ✌ 👎📪 ✋ 💣 ✌ ✌✋👎 ✡ 👎 ❄ 👌 💧✋ ❄ ❄ ✋💧📬 👌 ❄ 👌 ❄ ✌❄📪 ✋ ✌ ❄ ✡ ❄ 💧✌✡ 💣✡ ✌💣 📬" (AS MUCH AS I WOULD LIKE TO HEAR YOU AS WE PLAY AROUND, I'M AFRAID YOU'LL NEED TO BE SILENT FOR THIS. BUT BEFORE THAT, I WANT YOU TO SAY MY NAME.)

"Sir? Dings?"

"💧✌✡ 💣✡ ✌💣 📬" (SAY MY NAME.)

"*gulp* Gaster?"

"*coos* 👎 ✋ 📬📬📬 ✡ 💣 ❄ 📬" (*COOS* GOOD GIRL...OPEN YOUR MOUTH.)

"May I ask one last question sir?"

"*sigh* ✋ ✡ 💣 💧❄📬" (*SIGH* IF YOU MUST.)

"H-how far are you going to take this?"

"✌💧 ✌ ✌💧 ✡ ❄ 💣 📬 📬📬📬 ✡ 💣 ❄ 📬" (AS FAR AS YOU'LL LET ME. NOW...OPEN YOUR MOUTH.)

Vaguely it crosses my mind as to why I'm obeying him at all. But once the idea to stop all this even registers in my brain, the gag is tied on and I'm made mute.

"💧 👍 ✌ 👎 ✋ 📬 ✞ ❄ ✡ ✞ 💧📪 ✡ 👌 ✡📬 👎 ✡ 😐 ✡✍" (SUCH A GOOD GIRL. EVEN THOUGH YOU'RE NERVOUS, YOU OBEY. DO YOU KNOW WHY?)

I shake my head.

"✋❄ 💧 👌 👍✌ 💧 ✡ 😐 ✋ ❄ ❄ ✡ 📬 ✋ ❄✍" (IT'S BECAUSE YOU KNOW I WON'T HURT YOU. RIGHT?)

I blush faintly and nod.

"✌ 👎 💧❄ ❄ 👌 👍 ✌ 📬📬📬 📬 ✌ ❄ 👎 ✋ ✌ ✡ 💧❄ ✋👎 📁 💧 ✌👎 💧 ✡ 👍 ✌ 📬 ❄ ✌❄ ✋💧 ❄ 👌✋ 💧❄ ✌👎 💧 ✋❄📬 ❄ ✌❄ ✋💧 ❄ ✌ 👌👎💧💣 ✋💧📬" (AND JUST TO BE CLEAR...NO. WE AREN'T DOING ANY STUPID '50 SHADES OF GREY' CRAP. THAT IS THE BIGGEST LOAD OF SHIT. THAT IS NOT HOW REAL BDSM IS.)

I look at him funny and he gets flustered.

" 📫 ✌❄✍ ✌💣 ✋ ❄ ✌ 👎 ❄ 😐 ❄ ✋ 💧 ✋😐 ❄ ✌❄✍" (W-WHAT? AM I NOT ALLOWED TO KNOW THINGS LIKE THAT?)

I just shrug.

" ✌❄ ✞ 📬 ❄ 📪 ✋ ✌ ❄ ✡ ❄ 👎 💣 ✌ 👎 ❄ 👍😐📬" (WHATEVER. NOW THEN, I WANT YOU TO HOLD ME AROUND THE NECK.)

I look at the cuffs and then him before reaching over his head to drape my arms around his neck.

" 👎📬 ✞ ✡ 👎📬" (GOOD. VERY GOOD.)

He takes control by holding my waist as he sits down on his chair and pulls my on top of his lap.

"✡ 💧❄✋ 💧 💣 👍 💣 ❄✌👌 📬" (YOU STILL SEEM UNCOMFORTABLE.)

I give him a look of 'you think'.

" 😐📪 ✋ ❄ 👎 ✌ ✡❄ ✋ ✡ ✡ ✌ ❄ ✌👎✡ 📬 ❄ ✋💧 ✋💧 ✌ 💧❄ ✌ ❄ 💧❄📬 😐✌✡✍ ❄ ✋ 😐 ✋❄ ✌💧 ✌ ✠❄ ✌ 👍 👎✋❄ ✌💧💧✋ 💣 ❄📬 ❄ ✋😐 ✡ ✌ ✡ 👎 ❄ ✠❄ ✌ 👍 👎✋❄📪 👌 ❄ ✡ ❄ 💣✡ ✋ ❄📬" (LOOK, I WON'T DO ANYTHING YOU FEEL YOU AREN'T READY FOR. THIS IS ALL JUST A TEST. OKAY? THINK OF IT AS A EXTRA CREDIT ASSIGNMENT. NOT LIKE YOU REALLY NEED THE EXTRA CREDIT, BUT YOU GET MY POINT.)

I shrug again.

"✌ ✋ ❄📬 ❄ ✋❄ 👌 👍 ✌ 📪 ❄ ✋💧 ✞ ✌✞ 💧 ❄ ✋💧 💣📬" (ALRIGHT. NOW LET IT BE CLEAR, THIS NEVER LEAVES THIS ROOM.)

I nod.

" 😐✌✡📬📬📬✋ 💣 ✋ ❄ 💧❄✌ ❄ 👌 ✋ ✌ 👍❄✋ ✌❄ 📬" (OKAY...I'M GOING TO START BEING AFFECTIONATE NOW.)

With his hands on my waist, he begins rubbing gently like how a kitten would knead on someone.

"✡ ✌✋💧❄ ✋💧 💧 💧 ❄📬📬📬💣💣💣💣📬📬📬✌ 👎 ❄ 👌 💧 ✡📬📬📬 📪 ✋💧 ❄ ✋💧 😐✌✡✍" (YOUR WAIST IS SO SOFT...MMMM...AND TO RUB HERE SLOWLY...HEH HEH, IS THIS OKAY?)

I smile a bit and nod which makes him smirk.

"💧 ✍ ✋ 💣 ❄ ✋ ❄ ❄ ✡ 📬 ✋ 😐 ✋ 👍✌ 👌 ✌ ❄✌👎 ✌ 💧 💧 💣 ❄✋💣 💧📬📬📬" (SEE? I'M NOT GOING TO HURT YOU. I KNOW I CAN BE A TAD HARSH SOMETIMES...)

To that I snort a laugh and he rolls his eyes.

" 😐✌✡📪 ✋ ❄ ✋❄📬 👌 ❄ ✡ 😐 💣 👌 ✋ ✌ 👎 💣✡ 👌 ❄ 💧 ✌ 📬 💧 📪 👍✌ 👌 ✌❄ ✋ ❄✋💣✌👎✌❄✋ 📬 👌 ❄ 👍 ✌ ✋❄ ❄ 💧 ❄ 💧❄📬📬📬❄ 💧 ✋😐 📬📬📬 👍✌ ✌ ✡ 👌 💧 ✞ 💧📬" (OKAY, I GET IT. BUT YOU KNOW FROM BEING AROUND MY BROTHERS HOW WE ARE. SURE, WE CAN BE RATHER INTIMADATING. BUT ONCE ALONE WITH THOSE WE TRUST...THOSE WE LIKE...WE CAN REALLY BE OURSELVES.)

I nod with understanding and nuzzle his forehead, making him blush.

"✋📫✋ 💧 ✡ 👍 💣✋ ✌ 👎 ❄ 📬📬📬*deep breath* ✋ ✡ ✌ ❄ ✌ 👎 ✌ 💧❄✋ ✌👌 📬📬📬✋ 👎 ❄ 💣✋ 👎 ✋ ✡ ✌ ❄ 👎 ❄ ❄ 👍 💣 📬" (I-I SEE YOU'RE COMING AROUND THEN...*DEEP BREATH* IF YOU WANT AND ARE STILL ABLE...I WOULDN'T MIND IF YOU WANTED TO TOUCH ME.)

My face gets really red and he eats it up.

" 😐 ✌❄ ✡ 📬 ✡ 💧 ✋ 👍 ❄📬 *licks his teeth* ✋❄ 💣✌😐 💧 💣 ✌ ❄ 💣 ✡ 📬 ❄ ✠ ✡ 📬 ❄ 😐 ✌ ❄ ✌👍 💧 ✡ ❄ ✌❄ 💣✌😐 ✡ ❄ 💣 💧❄ ✌💧 📬" (LOOK AT YOU. YOU'RE SO INNOCENT. *LICKS HIS TEETH* IT MAKES ME WANT MORE OF YOU. TO EXPLORE YOU. TO KNOW ALL THE PLACES ON YOU THAT MAKE YOU FEEL THE MOST PLEASURE.)

I giggle sheepishly and he kisses the corner of my mouth.

"✡ ✌ 📪 👌 ❄📬📬📬❄ 💧 ✌👍 💧 ✡ ✋ 👎 ✌ ✡📬📬📬 ✌ ✡ ✋😐 ❄ ❄ 👍 📬📬📬*smooch* 👌📬📬📬*smooch* 💧✈ 📬📬📬*smooch* 👍✌ 💧💧📬📬📬* smooches and laughs a bit* ✌ 👎 ✋😐 ❄ 💣✌ 💧 💣 💧❄ 💧📪 ✡ 💣 ✌ 📬 ✋ ✋ ✌ ✡ ✡ 💧 ✞✋ ❞📬" (YOU LAUGH, BUT...THERE'S PLACES ON YOU I'D REALLY...REALLY LIKE TO TOUCH...*SMOOCH* RUB...*SMOOCH* SQUEEZE...*SMOOCH* CARESS...*SMOOCHES AND LAUGHS A BIT* AND UNLIKE OTHER HUMANS OR MONSTERS, YOU'RE MORE OF A PUZZLE. ONE I WILL REALLY ENJOY SOLVING~.)

His voice carries a flirtatious tone and it gets to me, daring me almost. I accept this dare of his, nuzzling tenderly into his jaw and down to his neck while my hands rub the back of his skull sweetly. This has him lulling into me.

" 💣 💣💣📬📬📬 ✌ 📬📬📬 ✌ 📬📬📬 ❄ ✌❄ 💧 ✋👍 📬📬📬💣💣💣📬📬📬 💣💣 ✋ 💣 ✌📬📬📬💧 ✡ ❄ ✌✋ 💣✡ ✌ 👎💧 ✡ 👌✌👍😐📪 ✋ ✡ ❄ ❄ ✡📪 💧❄ ✌ 👌✋❄📬📬📬❄ 📬📬📬💧 ✋👎 ❄ 💣 👌✌👍😐 👎 📬📬📬 ✌👍 ❄ 📬📬📬❄ ✋💣 📬📬📬 📫 ✡ 💧😐✋ ❄📬📬📬✌📫✌ 📬📬📬" (HM HMM...UAH...UAHHH...HOOO THAT'S NICE...MMM...HMM I'M GONNA...SLOWLY TRAIL MY HANDS UP YOUR BACK, GRIP YOU THERE GENTLY, JUST A BIT...THEN...SLIDE THEM BACK DOWN...GRACE THE...TRIM OF...O-OF YOUR SKIRT...A-AHH...)

I don't really care for the uniforms. Girls have to wear skirts, I hate it because of perverts taking up-skirt pics. The tips of his phalanges slide themselves under the hem of my skirt and instinct has me try to wriggle away from it. This however has a different effect on him.

"✌ 📬📬📬 📫 📬📬📬 💣📬📬📬✡ 📬📬📬 💧💧✋ ❄❄✡ ✌ 👎 ✌ ✌✋ 💧❄ 💣 📬📬📬 📫 📬📬📬 📫 ✡ 💧✋ 📬📬📬 💣 📬📬📬❄ 👍✌ ✌✡ ❄ ✌❄ ✌💣 📬📬📬 📬📬📬❄👍 📬📬📬 📬📬📬 📬📬📬 👍😐📬📬📬 ✌ 📬��📬 📫 📬📬📬" (AH...O-OH...HHNM...YOU'RE...PRESSING PRETTY HARD AGAINST ME NOW...L-L...L-LYNSIE...HHMN...TWO CAN PLAY THAT GAME...HOOO...TCH...FF...FU...UCK...UAHH...H-HHOOOO...)

Gripping me slightly, he holds me down against him and starts grinding our hips together. This strange new friction has my eyes fluttering and soft sounds try to escape the gag. He takes notice, grinning to the sight of me slowly unwinding atop him, so much so he isn't even moving me anymore, it's all me.

"💣💣💣💣📬📬📬💧 👍 ✌ 👎 ✋ 📬📬📬*he reaches down* ✋ ✌ ✌ 😐 ✡ 👍 💧 ✋ ✋ 👎 ❄ ✋💧📬📬📬💧 ✋ 👎 ❄ 💣✋💧💧 ✌ 💧✋ 💧 ❄ 💧 👎 ❄ ✌❄ 💧 ✋ 💧 💣 ✡ ✋ 💧📬" (MMMM...SUCH A GOOD GIRL...*HE REACHES DOWN* I WANNA KEEP YOU CLOSE WHILE I DO THIS...SO I DON'T MISS A SINGLE SWEET SOUND THAT SLIPS FROM YOUR LIPS.)

He lightly slips a hand under my skirt and I flinch.

" ✌💧✡ 📬 💧❄ ✌✠📬 ✋ 📬📬📬✋ 😐 ❄ 👌✌💧✋👍💧 💣📬📬📬✋📫✋ 📫 ✋ ❄ ❄ 👍 📬📬📬👌 ❄📬📬📬 ❄ 💣 😐 📬📬📬 ✠✌👍❄ ✡ ✋❄ 💧 👌 💧❄📪 😐✌✡✍" (EASY NOW. JUST RELAX. I UH...I KNOW THE BASICS OF WHERE UHM...I-I'M G-GOING TO TOUCH...BUT...LET ME KNOW WHERE...WHERE EXACTLY IT FEELS BEST, OKAY?)

Now he sounds nervous. It's odd hearing him like this. But it does reassure me of his good intentions, so I nod my head.

" 📫 ✌ ✡✍ ✋📫✋ 💣 ✌ 📪 👎✏ 📪 👎📬 💣💣💣📬📬📬*chuckles into a lustful purr* 💧 📬📬📬 👌✌👎📪 👎 ✡ �� ❄ 💣 ❄ ✌✡ ✋❄ ✡ 📪 💣✡ ❄✍" (R-REALLY? I-I MEAN, GOOD! HEHE, GOOD. HMMM...*CHUCKLES INTO A LUSTFUL PURR* SO...HOW BAD, DO YOU WANT ME TO PLAY WITH YOU, MY PET?)

This is it, no going back from this if I keep going. I can either take the blue pill and this ends now, going back to before this ever happened. Or I can take the red pill and see just how deep the rabbit hole goes, down a road of unknown unknowns. Maybe...it wouldn't be so bad to try...

I nuzzle into his neck and purr as I press on his hand much to his glee.

" 📪 ✋💧 ❄ ✌❄ 💧 ✍ 💣💣📪 💣💣💣📬📬📬 ❄ 📬📬📬✋ 👍 ❄✌✋ ✡ ✌✋💣 ❄ ✌💧 📬 👌 ❄ ✋ 💧❄📬📬📬✋ 💣 ✋ ❄ ❄ ✌💧 ✡ ❞📬" (HEHE, IS THAT SO? HMM, MMM...WELL THEN...I'LL CERTAINLY AIM TO PLEASE. BUT FIRST...I'M GOING TO TEASE YOU~.)

I whine in annoyance and he chuckles as takes his hand away to place it under my shirt.

" 💣💣💣 💧 ✡ ✋ 💣✡ ✌ 👎 👎 ✡ 💧❄ 💣✌👍 📪 💣💣💣📪 ❄ ✌👍✋ ✡ ✞ ✡ 👎 💧✋ ✌👌 👍 ✞ 📪 💣💣💣 ❄ 📬📬📬*breathing hitches as his hand slips back under my skirt* 📬📬📬 ✡ ✌ 📬📬📬 ❄📬📬📬❄ ✌❄ ✋💧 ❄📬📬📬 📬📬📬 💣💣💣📬📬📬 💣✌✌✌ 📬📬📬*swallows nervously*" (HMMM SLOWLY RUNNING MY HAND DOWN YOUR STOMACH, HMMM, TRACING YOUR EVERY DESIRABLE CURVE, HHNMMM THEN...*BREATHING HITCHES AS HIS HAND SLIPS BACK UNDER MY SKIRT* OH...OHHHH YOU ARE...WET...THAT IS WET...EHEHEH...HMMM...OOOHH MAAAN...*SWALLOWS NERVOUSLY*)

I eye him funny and nudge him to get his attention.

" ✌❄✍" (WHAT?)

"*muffled*"

"✡ 😐 ✋ 👍✌ ❄ 👎 💧❄✌ 👎 ✡ 📬" (YOU KNOW I CAN'T UNDERSTAND YOU.)

I flick the back of his skull and he growls.

" ✋ 📪 ✋❄ 💧 👍 💣✋ 📬 👌 ❄ ❄ 📬 *removes the gag* ✌❄ 👎 ✡ ✌✞ ❄ 💧✌✡✍" (FINE, IT'S COMING OFF. BUT NOT FOR LONG. *REMOVES THE GAG* NOW WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY?)

"Is this...Is this your first time doing...This?"

His face scrunches up all flustered.

"👎📫👎 ❄ 💣 👍😐 💣 📪 💣✌ ✏" (D-DO NOT MOCK ME, HUMAN!)

"I'm not. I'm new to this too."

"✡📫✡ ✌ ✍" (Y-YOU ARE?)

"Yes sir. I'm a virgin."

"✡ ✌📬📬📬✞📫✞✋ ✋ 📬📬📬✍" (YOU'RE A...V-VIRGIN...?)

I nod and he swallows a lump forming in his non-existent throat.

"✡ ✌ ✞✋ ✋ ✌ 👎 ✡ 💧❄✋ ❄❄✋ 💣 👎 ✌ ❄ ✋💧✍" (YOU'RE A VIRGIN AND YOU'RE STILL LETTING ME DO ALL THIS?)

"Now who's the one being vexed over the obvious."

"👌 ❄📬📬📬 ✡✍" (BUT...WHY?)

I just shrug.

"We only have one life to live as we see fit but many roads to travel on with many different results at the end. Maybe I just want to see where this path leads...with you. If that's okay."

His face is in blank disbelief.

"Sir? D-dings? ...Gaster?"

He slams his mouth on mine in a rough kiss that leaves me at his mercy as he is filled with renewed confidence. His hand down there moves under my panties and tests around my sex, making me keen.

" 📬📬📬✡ ✋😐 ❄ ✌❄✍" (OOHOH...YOU LIKE THAT?)

"It feels strange...But nice."

" ✡ ✌ ✍ ❄ ✌❄ ✋ ✋📬📬📬👎 ❄ ✋💧📬📬📬" (OH YEAH? THEN WHAT IF I...DO THIS...)

A finger enters me and my mouth opens in a quiet gasp.

"💣✡ 👎📬📬📬✋❄ 💧 💧 📬📬📬✡ 💧 ✌ 💣 ✋ 💧✋👎 📬" (MY GOD...IT'S SO...YOU'RE SO WARM INSIDE.)

I look away with a blush and his free hand turns my face back to make eye contact.

"👎 ❄ 😐 ✌ ✌✡ 💣 💣 ✏" (DON'T LOOK AWAY FROM ME!)

"Yes sir."

"📬📬📬✋ 💣 ✋ ❄ 💣 ✞ 💣✡ ✌ 👎 📬" (...I'M GOING TO MOVE MY HAND NOW.)

I nod and feel the blunt ends of his other fingers slowly run confidently over my sensitive lower lips. Everything around me is building intensely hot as I feel the shuddering spells of ecstasy rip through my body. I feel alive, as if I'm connected to the earth by the sensual rhythm of his fingers moving circles around my sex.

And he can see it clearly in my eyes as they roll back in growing pleasure. Every part of me comes to life as I shiver beneath his touch, and it's all the more fierce and powerful than I ever imagined it to be. I given myself away to him entirely as instinct moves my hips along to the gradual movements of his fingers, much to his delight.

Between my fluttering lashes I see the overwhelming lust contorting his expression as he gazes back at me. He doesn't hide how he likes the fact that I've become so submissive beneath the simplistic touch of his hands, and shows me that he loves how responsive I've become as he presses his thumb against my clit, earning him some lowly desperate sounds that I try to keep soft so the gag isn't needed.

It acts as a switch as the intensive waves of pleasure pulls together deep within my core, and I feel wetter as he touches me in a memorable way. And, suddenly, as he manages to find a collective of sensitive nerves beneath his magical fingers, a quickening shock of violent lightening rings deep within my bones.

"*sharp inhale* Ooooh sssshit Gaster..."

"💧✌✡ 💣✡ ✌💣 📬📬📬💧✌✡ ✋❄ ✌ ✌✋ 📬📬📬✋ ✌ ✌ ✌ ✡ 💧✌✡ ✋❄📬📬📬" (SAY MY NAME...SAY IT AGAIN...I WANNA HEAR YOU SAY IT...)

He's really enjoying this. Aside from his hand, I can feel something hard beginning to bulge against my ass. And it only feels harder as I grind on it while riding his hand.

"Ga-aahhhnster~..."

He shudders a low moan in response as his erection digs further against me. But he doesn't pull his hand away from my sex as his gradual movements speed up against the pulsating sensations beneath his fingers. I can feel it more intensely now, I can feel the otherworldly vibrations ringing through every muscle of my body, setting the blood running through my veins on fire, and setting my heart alight as I cling desperately on to him with the sound of his name barely escaping your lips.

"✋ ✌ ❄ ✌ ✡ 👍✌ ❄ ❄ 💣 📪 ✡ 💧✋ 📬📬📬💧 ✋ ✡ ✋😐 ❄ ✋💧📬📬📬✋ ✌ ❄ ❄ 😐 ❄ ✌❄ ✋ 💣✌👎 ✡ ❄ ✋💧 ✌✡📬📬📬💣💣💣💣📬📬📬❄ ✌❄ ✌👍 ✡ 💣✌😐✋ ✋ ❄ 📬📬📬👎✌💣 ✡ ✌✞ ✋👎 ✌ 👌 ✌ ❄✋ ✡ 😐 ✋ ❄ 📬📬📬" (I WANT HEAR YOU CALL OUT TO ME, LYNSIE...SEEING YOU LIKE THIS...I WANT TO KNOW THAT I MADE YOU FEEL THIS WAY...MMMM...THAT FACE YOU'RE MAKING RIGHT NOW...DAMN YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW BEAUTIFUL YOU LOOK RIGHT NOW...)

He can only just withhold how much he loves to see me overcome with desire like this. He moans lowly in my ear every time I clench my muscles around his hand, he grits his teeth together as he gasps and shudders against me every time I respond deliciously to the slow movements he makes. And at this point I'm not afraid to show him how sweet it feels every time he dares to explore the liquid shape of my sex as my hips slowly glide along to his touch.

I think I'm getting close now...and he's bringing me closer...higher...so much higher...fuck, oh fuck...f-fuuuuck...wait...where's his hand?

"✋ 👎 ✡ 📬📬📬" (I NEED YOU...)

I let out a small yelp as he lifts me up when he stands and pins me under him on his desk.

"✋ 👎 ✡ 📬" (I NEED YOU NOW.)

I shiver with worry but nod my head. He reaches for his pants and sets his red-violet erection free before removing my panties. He stares at me with desire written in his eyes, temptation pulling us closer like magnets.

"👎 ✡ ✌ ❄ 💣 ✍ 👎 ✡ ✌ ❄ ❄ ✋💧 ❄ ✌ ✍" (DO YOU WANT ME? DO YOU WANT THIS TO HAPPEN?)

"I...I want this. I need you...Gaster."

With that, he slowly enters me. I silently intake a sharp breath of air as he similarly gasps in pleasure. I feel as if I'm being filled up, a part of me has connected to his body and now is whole. And...fuck, it feels so messed up.

" 👍😐📬📬📬💧 ❄✋ ❄📬📬📬💧 ❄📬📬📬✌ 👎 ✡ 📬📬📬 👎📬📬📬✡ ❄ 😐 ✋❄ ✌ ✋ 📬📬📬" (OOOOOH FFFFUCK...SOOOO TIGHT...SOOOO HOT...AND YOU...OH GOD...YOU TOOK IT ALL IN...)

"*wincing* Please...Be gentle..."

"✋ ✋ 📪 💣✡ ❄📬 💧❄ ✌✠📬 ✌👎 💧❄ ❄ 💣 👌 ✋ 📬📬📬*shudders* ✋ 💧✋👎 ✡ 📬" (I WILL, MY PET. JUST RELAX. ADJUST TO ME BEING...*SHUDDERS* INSIDE YOU.)

I do as told. It takes a few moments, but after a bit I give him the okay and he is ready to continue. He buries his face against the base of my neck with a groan and slowly grinds within me. Neither of us find it necessary to rush, what with school being done with for the day.

Every small thrust, every tiny jab he makes within me is met with a powerful response deep in my abdomen. Every inch of my skin feels as if it's lit up like fireworks, the blood running through my veins sizzle across my bones in an intense explosion, flaring within my innards like a blazing inferno. My fingers cup the back of his skull, his hands grab a tight hold of my thighs, and I stifle the urge to scream as the head of his erection suddenly hits a bundle of nerves deep within me.

"O-Oh fuck..."

I breathe out desperately while trying to grasp on to him. I'm getting all sensitive like never before, and it's driving me crazy. My contorted expressions are merely fuel to his fire. He heatedly nuzzles my nape as one of his hands comes up to gently cradle my face, my heavily-lidded gaze glazes over him with lust as my body makes me beg for him.

"...Gaster...Harder..."

His hips pause and he looks at me with a faint smirk coming to his face.

"✋ 💣 💧 ✡📬 ✋ 💣 ❄ 💧 ✋ ✌ 👎 ❄ ✌❄📬 👍✌ ❄ ✌❄ ❄ ✌❄ 💣 ✍" (I'M SORRY. I'M NOT SURE I HEARD THAT. CARE TO REPEAT THAT FOR ME?)

"Please..."

" ✌💧 📬📬📬 ✌❄✍" (PLEASE...WHAT?)

He proceeds to pump his hips painfully slow and shallow, making it very hard to speak with a slacken jaw.

"P-please...oooooooh...Please go faster..."

" 💣💣💣📬📬📬✋ 💣 ❄ 💧 ❄ ✌❄ 💧 ✌❄ ✡ 💧✌✋👎 ❄ ✋ 💧❄ ❄✋💣 📬" (HMMM...I'M NOT SURE THAT'S WHAT YOU SAID THE FIRST TIME.)

He drops to a agonizing crawl and I feel my being shatter.

"Harder! Please Gaster, take me harder!"

He grins with devious cocky delight.

" ✋ ✡ ✋ 💧✋💧❄📬" (WELL IF YOU INSIST.)

This has him snap as he thrusts and gradually speeds up, faster and faster, filling me more and more as I feel his length graze the sensitive nerves within my core. I've never experienced something as powerful and as intense as this as he pushes into me faster, harder...losing all sense of himself in me as his tongue hangs carelessly out his mouth, and the sight of his contorted expression, burning bright with a dark flush setting his face alight like a lantern, sends me careening over the edge of oblivion.

"I'm...I'm close...Gaster...o-oh...I think I'm close..."

"💧✌✡ ❄ ✌❄ ✌ ✌✋ 📬📬📬" (SAY THAT AGAIN...)

He orders, pushing himself mercilessly into me until the feelings stirring deep within my center spirals deliciously between my legs. He can barely take looking at my submissive expression and my eyes rolling back in pleasure. His raw voice is draped with uncontrollable lust as he grips a hold of my waist in his impossibly strong arms.

"✡ 💣📫💣✌😐 💣✡ 📫 ✌💣 📬📬📬💧 👎 💧 👎📬📬📬 ✋😐 ✞ ✞ ❄📬" (YOU M-MAKE MY N-NAME...SOUND SO GOOD...LIKE VELVET.)

My sharp gasps synchronize with his harsh thrusts, and in between the delicious rhythm of his movements, I try my best to make sense of the dizzying thoughts to call out to him.

"Gas...ahhh...G-gaster..."

I'm almost completely gone. I can feel the what I believe to be the climax coming, reaching to its absolute limits, and Gaster feels the pulsating urge to release himself shooting through his member. It's impossible to stop now.

He can't hold himself back any longer, not when he can feel me tighten around him in all the right ways. Slowly he forces me to look directly at him. In his sockets, there is unfathomable desire. In his eyes, there's a passion to make me his and his alone. I can feel it in his affectionate hands, holding me like I were porcelain. And the feeling of being wanted by him finally tips me over the edge.

"👍 💣 💣 📪 ✡ 💧✋ 📬📬📬✋ ✌ ❄ ✡ ❄ 👍 💣 ✋❄ 💣 📬📬📬💣✡ ❄📬📬📬💣✡ 👌 ✌ ❄✋ ✋ 📬📬📬" (CUM FOR ME, LYNSIE...I WANT YOU TO CUM WITH ME...MY PET...MY BEAUTIFUL GIRL...)

He releases everything he's held back all this time, the desk creaking under his force and moving ever so slightly despite it's heavy weight. He relentlessly pounds into me and fills me up as I feel my climax quivering tortuously over his member. I feel the waves of ecstasy flood my system until we're both stiff and give in to the intensive release of our orgasms.

The sheer power of climax is like nothing I've ever experienced before. I'm careening through euphoric plains of being, as if I've shed away my human skin and fractured into millions of pieces against him, blending in with the magic of being as I melt beneath him.

Through the misty haze of orgasm, I can't help but enjoy the feeling of still being connected to him. Like as if both of our forms have collided together, experiencing the ethereal feeling of sharing one existence and yet are able to still enjoy the earthly pleasures. I breathe deeply as if it's my last breath.

"✌ ✡ ✌ ✋ ❄✍" (ARE YOU ALRIGHT?)

"That...was...so...intense..."

He chuckles wearily and doesn't let go as he collapses against me as my arms fall limply over his shoulders.

"💧 👍 ✌ 👎 ✋ 📬📬📬✡ ✞ 👎✋💧✌ ✋ ❄ 💣 📬📬📬💣💣💣💣💣💣📬📬📬❄ ✋💧 👎 💧 ❄ ✡ 💧❄ ✌✋ ❄ ✌ 💧 ❄ ✡ ✌ ✋ ✡ ✌💧 👎 💣👌 ✌💧 ❄ 💧 💧 ✌❄ ✋ 💧📬" (SUCH A GOOD GIRL...YOU NEVER DISAPPOINT ME...MMMMMM...THIS WOULD SO GET YOU STRAIGHT A'S FOR THE YEAR IF YOU WERE AS DUMB AS THOSE SEAT FILLERS.)

"*giggles* Glad to be on that pretty pedestal of yours sir."

"*yawns* ❄ ✋💧 ✋💧 ✋👍 📬 ✌ ✡ 👍 💣 ❄✌👌 ✍" (*YAWNS* THIS IS NICE. ARE YOU COMFORTABLE?)

"Could be better. If you bring the chair closer..."

" ✋😐 ❄ ✋💧✍" (LIKE THIS?)

He scoots the chair closer and I prop my legs on it.

"Much better. Takes the pressure off my spine."

He smiles and cuddles me. His form is warm and comforting. I press my lips against the vertebrae of his neck with a smile and feel him heating up in response.

"*purrs* ❄ ✌❄ 💧 ✋👍 📬📬📬" (*PURRS* THAT'S NICE...)

"I aim to please. After all...*lick* I'm teacher's pet~."

"*tired shudder* ✌ ❄✡ ✋ 📬📬📬❄ ✌💧✋ 💣 ✋ ❄ ✡ ✌ 👎 💣 ✋❄📬" (*TIRED SHUDDER* NAUGHTY GIRL...TEASING ME WILL GET YOU A DEMERIT.)

"Who said I'm teasing?"

"📬📬📬 ✋✞ 💣 ✌ 💣 💣 ❄📬 📬📬✌ 👎 ✋ ✌✞ ✡ 👌 ✋ 💧 ❄ ✌💧 📬" (...GIVE ME A MOMENT. HEH HEH..AND I'LL HAVE YOU BEGGING FOR SWEET RELEASE.)

"Fair enough sir."

Honestly we're both spent and yet we're both yearning for more. It was wonderful and too much all at once, like the start of an addiction. Evert few seconds he grinds into me and my hold on him tightens. Slowly building the start for another go at wrecking his desk with our bodies.

And as I affectionately hold him close to my trembling body, eventually feeling his length harden from deep inside me, I smile wide as I hear a small thump of a heartbeat pulse within his chest. Then the thumping starts to grow louder in my muffled ears. And when I understand what it is it's too late.

"S-sir..."

"💣💣💣💣📬📬📬 👎 ✡ 💧 👎📬📬📬" (MMMM...GOD YOU FEEL SO GOOD...)

"Sir I think..."

" ✌❄ 👎✋👎 ✋ ❄ ✡ ✍ 💧✌✡ 💣✡ ✌💣 📬 *groans*" (WHAT DID I TELL YOU? SAY MY NAME. *GROANS*)

"But sir there's..."

"✋ 💧✌✋👎📪 💧✌✡ 💣✡ ✌💣 ✏" (I SAID, SAY MY NAME!)

"hey gaster..."

We freeze up. Slim is on the other side of the door and thank god Dings had me lock it.

" 📫 ✌ ✡ 💧✍ 📫 ✌❄ ✌ ✡ 👎 ✋ ✌ ❄ 💧✍" (P-PAPYRUS? W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE AFTER HOURS?)

"sans's been waiting in the car and is getting all pissy. you done being gross with her or what?"

"❄ ✌ ✡ ❄✌ 😐✋ ✌👌 ❄✍✏" (THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!)

"bro, i could hear you from like two halls away. you're just lucky no one else is around."

"Told you this was awkward as hell."

"✡ 💧 ❄ 📬 *sighs and pulls out with a grunt* ✋✞ 💣 ✌ 💣✋ ❄ 📬" (YOU SHUT UP. *SIGHS AND PULLS OUT WITH A GRUNT* GIVE ME A MINUTE.)

"heh...only a minute huh?

" 👍😐 ✡ ✏" (FUCK YOU!)

"Gaster..."

" ✌❄✍✏" (WHAT?!)

I cup the back of his skull in my hands, I lock eyes with him and he gulps softly.

"Relax...*kiss* You can gloat later. Say...*whispers* after breaking your beds headboard~."

He smirks devilishly.

" 📬📬📬✋ ✞ ❄ ✌✡ ✡ ❄ ✋ 😐📪 💣✡ ❄❞📬" (OOOH...I LOVE THE WAY YOU THINK, MY PET~.)

"I told you sir...I aim to please."

He chuckles and slips away from me to fix himself up.

"Um...Sir?"

"✡ 💧✍" (YES?)

I show my still cuffed wrists.

" 📬📬📬 ✋ ❄📬" (OH...RIGHT.)

He digs around in a drawer and gets the key, freeing me from his bonds...for now.

Unlocking the door, Slim just looks at us with a knowing but uncaring smile.

"so...you two have quite the 'discussion'?"

"💣 👍😐 ✌ ✡ ✌ ❄📬 ✋ 👎 ❄ 👍✌ 📬" (MOCK ALL YOU WANT. I DON'T CARE.)

"okay, i will."

Dings sneers.

"Come on you two. It's late, can we just go home?"

"sure. but aren't you forgetting something?"

"What?"

"you forgot your panties."

Slim points to the discarded undergarment and I blush.

"nice pair by the way."

"...Shut up."

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