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yandere-sins · 3 years

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One More

Genshin makes my imagination vibrate pleasantly. I just want to give Kaeya a reason to make me go “Oh?” cause he’s not even my one of my favs. But the sheer sex appeal coming from that man is dangerous.

Characters: Kaeya Alberich (Genshin Impact) x Reader Warnings: Yandere, Groping, Innuendos, Alcohol, Aphrodisiacs, Insults

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“Hey there, Sweetheart. What’s bringing you to the tavern so late at night?”

You had barely entered Angel’s Share and sat down at the bar before hearing the ever-so chipper voice of the cavalry captain drawing closer. There was nothing strange about meeting Kaeya here after a long day of work, but you and Charles exchanged a glance, the bartender sighing deeply. “I’ve only served him two drinks so far,” he explained, and you couldn’t help but think that was already one too many.

But who were you to say no to the Kaeya?

Perhaps better than anyone, Kaeya knew about the little game you two were playing. The always so icy shoulder you gave him as he continued to pressure you with his flirts was only making him want you so much more. You couldn’t count the number of times he had stopped you in the headquarters, pinned you between him and the wall - in broad daylight nonetheless - asking how you’re doing and if you need help with anything. You. Were. Sick of it! If he wanted a child to play father for, he could ask Klee to hang out with him! You, on the other hand, were a remarkable knight, trusted enough with complicated orders that - luckily! - kept you out of the city for a prolonged time so you could avoid him.

It only was hard when you weren’t on duty. Or in the city. Or close to him.

That’s when he became frisky, rather needy too.

Kaeya brushed his face from the left side of your head to the right, taking a deep breath. If it wasn’t known that you two reached back all the way to your training days, anyone would have raised an eyebrow. But most of the other guards were able to brush off his weirdness for affectionate friendship. It was almost like only you could see behind the farce, and perhaps his estranged brother. Not like Diluc had been any help to you, though, aside from breaking Kaeya off you once or twice when he was around and noticing your discomfort.

Taking up the stool beside you, there was no prior question if the seat was taken. A rather empty keg arrived with Kaeya at the bar, and he briefly tapped the rim until Charles fished for another bottle of alcohol to fill it up with. One could say Kaeya and a drink were a good mix, but to you, they were a terrible combination. Drinking made him bold. Unrestrained even.

Even though he offered his keg to you, you merely looked away, sipping at your own glass, one you much rather preferred to the brew he drank his night away with. Grinning, he instead took a hearty sip, leaning against the counter leisurely as he watched the bards perform near the entrance, but you didn’t miss even a single glance he sent your way every few seconds.

It was very unfortunate that you liked Angel’s Share for its drinks best; otherwise, you’d have had a good reason to avoid the establishment. But at the same time, you couldn’t let Kaeya direct all of your life. It was no state that you shouldn’t do what you enjoyed just because he could be there, and yet, you considered it.

“So, how was your mission? I’ve been missing your skills at training.”

“It was fine,” you answered curtly, uninterested in the conversation he initiated. There weren’t many people you talked to when you came back to Mondstadt. Somehow… it had always been hard for you to make friends with the other knights. Part of you suspected Kaeya being a reason why no one seemed to want to hang around, forcing you to spend most of your training with him since no one was willing to spar with you. Then again, you never had any evidence to confirm your suspicion, just like with many other phenomena you experienced over the years.

More than once had there been instances where your orders had been withdrawn just when you came close to solving the problems, often with the excuses that you were still too inexperienced or needed somewhere else. It had been so hard to raise in the ranks while Kaeya seemed to make leaps forward without a worry, but at least, you managed to secure your place now--one far away from the cavalry captain.

Sighing, Kaeya turned around to face the counter again, plopping his arm around your shoulders. Uncomfortably, you rolled your joints, but he instead pulled you closer to him, the smell of alcohol drafting off his lips as he spoke. “No need to play coy. You know you can tell me the truth. Didn’t you miss being home? I’m sure cleaning up those camps must have been exhausting!”

Missed being with me? seemed to be the words he wanted to say, but he packaged them in a way he knew they’d actually affect you. Kaeya had always been clever enough to poke the places that hurt. Of course, you missed home. You’d miss it more if not for him, but you had your family here, your siblings and parents that you’d like to see more often. But there was no chance with how much Kaeya liked to interfere in it. As if he was already part of your family, inviting himself and always showing up unannounced to hang out.

“‘Twas okay,” you replied after a moment of thought.

“Well, I missed you,” he chuckled before taking another sip of his keg. “I missed you sooo much!”

That was enough for you, brushing his arm off roughly before turning on your stool to leave. You knew even finding another space to sit wouldn’t spare you from him, and if you ended up in a less crowded area, you didn’t want to imagine what he’d do. “Aw, come on,” you heard behind you as he gripped your arm, making you stop. “I get it, I get it, you’re tired. But you can’t be tired enough not to drink one more with your old pal, right?”

With his voice rising in volume, you two finally gained some attention, and you instantly felt a rush of embarrassment as you stared into quite a few pairs of perplex eyes. Kaeya might have been eccentric, but he was well-liked nonetheless. Causing a scene had never worked well for you, and since you were already deemed an outsider, you’d only catapult yourself more into the shadows if any rumors spread after you left.

Clicking your tongue, you tore yourself out of his grip before sitting back on your chair again, holding up your finger. “One more. Only one more.”

“Of course,” Kaeya grinned, getting his will once again. “Only one.”

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Hot lips brushing against each other, you had no better way to describe your state of being other than burning. For someone so cool and with an icy skill, Kaeya was not even close to being cold and reserved when it came to touching you. With a smile displayed on his mouth whenever he wasn’t using it to tease you, you could barely remember how you two ended up making out in one of the backstreets of Mondstadt. His hands were seemingly everywhere, and at the same time, lingered at the spots that created an audible cue from you when he squeezed them.

“You’re so sensitive,” he noted as you hung in his arms, hands currently squeezing your ass from your thighs upwards. “That’s good, I like that.”

“Fucker,” you merely cursed back. “You only said one more drink! I feel like shit! What the hell was that?”

“On the contrary, you feel amazing,” he ignored your questions, pushing his leg between yours as he pressed you closer to the cold stone wall behind you. A welcome sensation, giving you back some of your senses as the chill helped to calm your heated body. “I fucking hate you, Kaeya,” you confessed drunkenly, but the time was as good as any to say it.

“Ouch,” he brushed it off with a chuckle. “Are you sure? Your body grinding against mine is giving me very different vibes, Darling.”

Next thing, he was back in your mouth, his tongue roaming and keeping yours busy as you slung your arms around him. “You’re so stupid and mean, always testing everyone. You’re probably the reason everyone is avoiding me too, and you don’t let off no matter how much I tell you to leave me alone!”

“Mhm,” he hummed as his lips wandered down your neck, making you stretch it out for him so he could reach better. “And now... I don’t even know! You drugged me?!”

A soft laugh escaped him before you felt a suck at your collarbone, followed by the wet sensation of a tongue tasting your skin. “Bingo, Baby. Lisa really wanted to know what would happen if someone drank this potion and you were all too eager to get it down your throat-”

“To get away from you!” you interrupted him.

“Whatever.”

Finally, Kaeya came up on eye level again, the two of you staring at each other for a moment in silence.

“Whatever?” you questioned, confused by his reaction.

“Yeah, whatever. I think kissing you made me swallow at least, hm... half of it too. Even if we wanted to, we wouldn’t be able to stop now, don’t you think?”

One of the most disgusting grins you had ever seen on the face of a person played around his lips as he pressed up to you, uniting you two in another kiss. Of course, you could stop it! You could, and you would right now. After all, you had allowed it to go on for far too long now! Pressing your hands into his shoulders, Kaeya let out a soft sigh against your lips, his uncovered eye closed as he enjoyed the affection. “One more,” he mumbled as he kissed you again and again, feverishly and impatiently. “I’ve been waiting forever to do this.”

With the excitement of a teenage boy, his hands roamed your body, pulling out the shirt from your trousers to lodge themselves beneath it. Skillful fingertips drew patterns over your skin, up your spine, and down your sides until you were gasping and shivering in his grasp. “Good,” he sighed against your lips, unbothered by you still trying to push him away, only ever flinching as he groped you. “Don’t you already know it? How much you drive me crazy? It’s only fair I drive you crazy too.”

“What the fuck are you even talking about--” you tried to contradict him. But Kaeya was quick to muffle your voice with another deep kiss. Intentionally or not, he met one of your sensitive spots as he explored you, causing a hitched moan to escape you, followed by a satisfied grunt from him. “I’ve been waiting for so long, I can’t have you take it from me now,” he breathed out huskily.

“I’ll scream!” you threatened him. “Let me go now, Kaeya!”

“Ah-ah,” he rebuked you, one of his hands being freed of groping-duty to cover your mouth. “No one’s going to take you away from me now either. Come one, be good, okay?”

Waiting for the right moment, Kaeya couldn’t endure your angry stare for very long before falling into soft laughter. “All right, all right,” he chuckled before leaning forward brushing his lips against his hand. “One more kiss, okay? I will leave you alone after that.”

Furrowing your brows even more, he interpreted you shaking your head as a ‘no’, letting out a long, “Aww…”

“Only one more, pretty please?”

You had to give it to him: persistency was something he didn’t lack. It felt like shooting into your own foot, but part of you just wanted it to be over. You two had kissed so much up till now; how much worse would one more be? And if he let you go afterwards, you could definitely endure it. Lifting up your hand to yank his from your mouth, Kaeya didn’t expect you to take the initiative, looking at you perplexed as you leaned forward to kiss him. No one ever taught you how to kiss, and without his directions, you weren’t actually sure on how any of it worked, but he didn’t seem to mind, humming a pleased tune before returning your awkward smooches.

When was a kiss one kiss? When the lips parted? After the first initial touch? Kaeya’s definition was two minutes of continuous connection between you two, only briefly drawing back for air but never without upholding the contact by biting and pulling on your lip or having your tongue following his out of your mouth into the cold night. He gripped your head tightly in his palms, not allowing you to get away. Only when he let go did you fall back hard against the wall as you two finally broke apart, and you hadn’t noticed how much he had held you up.

The rich flavor of alcohol on your tongue and his scent in your nose didn’t help with getting a clear mind, but nothing about you made sense anymore. Now that he had let you fall back and away from him, you felt even hotter than before, your body clearly bothered by the lack of stimulation. What part of ‘I wanted none of this’ did you not understand yourself? At least by the throbbing in your abdomen, you could tell that whatever kind of potion he had given to you definitely wasn’t a fun experience, but all the more potent.

“Hurts, huh?” he laughed across from you. “Oh, fuck off,” you mustered to say, but the pain was obvious by your expression. You were barely able to keep yourself up properly.

“I’d offer my help, but you made it clear you didn’t want it.” The situation must have been really funny to him, only agitating you more. If it at least hadn’t been Kaeya, you might have accepted help, but you knew you’d have to get yourself home now all by yourself in a state of constant heat with no way to resolve it.

“You caused all of this! You should at least take responsibility without taking advantage of the situation!”

Pushing yourself away from the wall, you decided it was time to step away. There was no use in talking with Kaeya, but the moment your support dwindled, you noticed how wobbly your legs felt, barely capable of holding you up. What had you trained all these years for if a mere potion could make you so incredibly weak? Before you could get back to the wall, one knee gave away, making you sink to the ground where you could barely catch yourself with your hands.

“It’s really working you hard, isn’t it?” you heard him speak down from above. Squatting to your level, you felt his hand slide through your hair before gripping and lifting your head to face him. “Tell you what: If you ask nicely, I’ll help you. Can’t promise you’ll wake up in your bed tomorrow morning, but a bed nonetheless, wouldn’t that be nice?”

“Fuck you,” you hissed back, and he shook his head, disappointed.

“Try again.”

What choices did you have? Risk the little bit of reputation you still had by being found in the morning, disheveled and drunk from the night before? The knights absolutely hated anything that would ruin their pristine prestige, so much even you knew. You had worked so hard to get where you were, could you really risk all of it? “... please,” escaped you before you could think it through further.

“What was that?” he teased you, and you wondered why he could still be so clear even after drinking much more than you did and having had a taste of the potion from your lips. “Please help me get home.”

This time, he laughed out loud, obviously amused by how pitiful you had to behave to please him. “One more time. Say it one more time, and say it nice.”

Frustrated, you wished you could have punched him in the face, but you only bit your lip, taking a deep breath before complying. “Please, Kaeya. I need your help to get home. Please help me home!”

Embarrassment was all you could think about as he conditioned you to do as he wanted, but finally, after you did what Kaeya demanded, he petted your head, leaning forward to kiss your forehead before reaching under your arms to pull you up. “Look at you, all cute and begging me for help.”

Quickly being lifted from the ground, you found your new halt by gripping into his shoulders tightly and wrapping your legs around his waist as he held you in front of him. “You’re so adorable!” he chuckled as you clung to him much more in fear of him letting you fall than because you wanted it. He seemed to have similar thoughts, giving you a bit of a scare as he let go of you, having you hang from him by only your own strength, which you didn’t trust anymore. But just as quickly, your horrified expression made him laugh, and he gave your rear a teasing slap. Lucky for you, Kaeya didn’t make you fear any longer, embracing you back and allowing you to sink against him more as he started to make his way through the streets of Mondstadt. From an onlooker’s point of view, it might have seemed like you jumped him out of joy, but really, you clung on as if your life depended on it while Kaeya seemingly enjoyed the hug.

“Just get me home, you Asshole,” you grumbled, but your insults didn’t do any damage to his good mood. “Sure, I’ll get you home,” he replied chipper, but you already had bad thoughts as you heard that.

“At least, the place I call ‘home’,” he confirmed your suspicion, and inwardly, you already admitted defeat even as you punched your fist into his shoulder.

“You know how it is,” he brushed it off lightly, patting your backside while he climbed the stairs towards the headquarters with seemingly no effort.

“I can never refuse you or leave you be. I adore you way too much.”

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hopeshoodie · 3 years

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Part 7 of my Pros and Cons of dating the different islanders (yes I’m finally coming back to this :P)

Gary

Cons

He doesn’t have a whole lot of thoughts about things that he’s not actively excited or annoyed by, and he doesn’t really feign interest. If MC buys a new top, or is invested in a new show, or anything that Gary doesn’t really care about, he’ll really disinterestedly say “that’s cool babe,” and make her feel like it’s unimportant. He’s not patronizing/embarrassing her on purpose, he just doesn’t have a lot of tact. You would have to really talk to him and work with him to get him out of this habit, because he doesn’t see how it’s hurtful or care that much to change.

He gets really defensive. If you call him out on his behavior or point out how he’s really stubborn, he’ll argue with you without really considering if his behavior is bad. Arguments with Gary suck because it gets to a point where he’s not hearing you and will just say “whatever” and refuse to engage. The best way to change Gary’s behavior is some pavlovian shit- you need to offer positive reinforcement without him really noticing. When he communicates really well, shower him with affection. When he picks up after himself, tell him how much you appreciate it.

He’s very willing to walk away from things that challenge him instead of trying to grow as a person. We saw that with him and Lottie- whenever she or MC offered valid criticism of his behavior he would just walk away. That applies to most areas of his life- if he tries a new hobby and isn’t good at it immediately he’ll drop it. He doesn’t really like trying new things or going to new places, and if something challenges his worldview he’s more likely to ignore it than engage.

I’ve said this already but he buys MC heart shaped jewelry and pandora charm bracelets...

Gary’s a lad. While he doesn’t intend to hurt anyone’s feelings, he never really engaged with social justice issues and he hasn’t done the work needed to be anti-racist. He’ll laugh along to sexist, racist, homophobic, and ableist jokes without really thinking about the implication. He’s loath to call anyone out. If MC points out ‘hey that thing you/your friend said is hurtful,” he’ll get defensive and say “why are you ruining a good time? It was just a joke” If MC sits down and explains to him how the things he says are actively hurting her, he’ll internalize that and not do it. But he’s really hesitant to say the same to other people- he doesn’t want to ‘ruin the mood’ and get made fun of for being ‘PC’.

Gary’s super dense. He doesn’t really pick up hints very well, so MC needs to explicitly tell him “I need you to compliment this dress” or “we haven’t gone on a proper date in awhile and I’m feeling undesired, can we go out for dinner tomorrow?” I firmly believe that the reason Gary tolerated all of Lottie’s passive aggressiveness was because he didn’t pick up on it, so MC needs to be direct.

He doesn’t appreciate all the effort it takes to get all dolled up, even though he loves it when MC goes all out. I know he SAYS he doesn’t like high maintenance women, but in canon when given the choice between Hannah (seemingly low maintenance) and Marisol (very outgoing and done up), he chooses the higher-maintenance option. Every woman he dated on the show was a glam kind of girl- MC, Lottie, Marisol. So while he loves when MC has a full face and outfit done, he complains about how long it takes her and how she always sneaks away for touch ups during the night. He’s one of those dudes who is like “wow you’re so pretty without makeup” but you’re literally wearing foundation, contour, eyeshadow, eyeliner, mascara, blush- he thinks the difference between makeup and not wearing any makeup is red lipstick. This is super annoying because MC puts a lot of effort into her look only for him to downplay that effort but still enjoy the results.

Building off of the above, Gary severely underestimates how much effort it takes to do “domestic work” like cooking, cleaning, and administrating for the household (I imagine pre-MC he forgets to do the basics like renew licenses, register to vote, schedule appointments, etc). So if MC points out how she spent the whole day cleaning, he’ll be like “that seems a bit much? You just cleaned the kitchen?” and doesn’t really get it until MC breaks down “I swept and washed the floor, I disinfected the dishwasher, I ran cleaners through the sink link, I cleaned out and organized the fridge, I dusted and sanitized the chandelier, I organized the spice drawer, I wiped out the cabinets…” He’s not really motivated to learn how to clean or do laundry or cook.

He doesn’t communicate. This is canon- he doesn’t tell Lottie where his head is at in the game, he strings Lottie and Hannah along, and he doesn’t reassure MC when other girls are clearly cracking on with him. So most of the problems in a relationship with Gary come from MC not knowing what he wants and him never initiating emotionally vulnerable conversations.

He’s not going to do well if MC needs to travel a lot for work, and he’s not going to move to live with her. Even after his nan dies, I don’t see him leaving Chatham. So if moving to a new place is important to you, this is a dealbreaker.

Pros

If something goes really wrong, he’ll never do the same thing twice. This applies to physical mistakes as well as emotional- if he forgets to wear eye protection and gets sawdust in his eyes, he’ll be religious about wearing glasses from them on. If he forgets a birthday or anniversary and makes MC cry, he will be SO diligent from then on about remembering dates. On that thought, he HATES seeing MC cry. He will move heavens and earth to stop whatever’s upsetting her or fix it.

Hugs and cuddling from Gary? So comforting. He just has that vibe, like he’s a really good cuddler. Not to mention that he’s really good at the nasty in canon, so it would stand to reason………

All of that internalized masculinity has an upside- he wants to take care of his family. He’s on top of all the ‘masculine’ caretaking stuff like buying a home, maintaining the landscaping, fixing the tires on the vehicles, shoveling, fixing stuff up around the house, managing the cable/internet/tech. Which is nice because I hate doing those things, but also I’m absolutely teaching him how to do laundry and pick up after himself.

Gary is SO calm in emergency situations. I have this headcanon for Rahim too, but the more panicked those around them get, the calmer they are. Especially in situations where they’ve prepared/considered before like tornadoes or floods. They’re not the kind of guys who take the lead normally, but in these super dire situations they find it in them to take over and calm everyone else down. I can see him having a lowkey stockpile of food, an emergency first aid kit, and a go-bag.

I know people don’t like this headcanon, but too bad. Gary is catholic. That’s the law. Sorry I don’t make the rules. That’s not so much of a pro for me, an atheist nihilist lesbian, but I can recognize a religious man has a certain amount of charm. He has a close knit community, is super consistent about attending services, and has a certain level of taking morals really seriously. He definitely donates a fair bit to charity and is always the one saying “love thy neighbor” when people are being shitty.

Gary’s spontaneous, but in a controlled way. He very much likes his routine and respects MC’s need for consistency. But periodically he’ll just be like “we have nothing planned for today- want to go rent a paddleboat?” or he’ll pick up flowers “just because”. If MC and he are going on a vacation, he much prefers to only plan 1 or 2 things to do a day and then once they’re in the place see interesting things and suggest ‘let’s do that’. He’ll do really thoughtful stuff like text MC if she has anything planned for dinner then randomly bring her favorite restaurant food home. Thursday nights are date nights!! Doing formal ‘dress up nice and go to a proper dinner date without the kids and movie’ is really important to him.

Gary’s a really good dad. Like yeah he has a lot to learn about not telling his son to ‘stop crying’ and not telling his daughter ‘no boys until you’re married’, but he genuinely wants the best for them. He’s really supportive of their hobbies/sports/interests, and will happily pay for summer camp/field trips/conventions. He might not ‘get it’ all the time, but he’ll smile and nod.

He gets a lot of delight out of really little things. If his kid draws something for him, he’ll pin it to the fridge and smile at it every time he sees it without fail. If MC says she likes a certain shirt on him, he’ll triple the amount of times he wears it. He keeps the bird feeders outside their dining room window full, because he can happily sit with a cup of coffee and watch the birds for hours. It truly is the little things.

He’s really good at remembering MC’s favorite things, or even things she mentioned liking once. This is to the point where it’s a bit confusing. MC will compliment Gary’s nan on her christmas poinsettias one year, then two years later Gary buys a ton of poinsettias and is like “I thought you loved poinsettias” and not be able to remember why he thought that. So MC has to be careful with fake compliments, because Gary cannot tell the difference. But that’s still, like, super endearing and nice of him.

There’s a few LIs that I feel like could get bored in a long-term relationship. I can see Lucas, Felix, and Rahim feeling like they’re ‘falling out of love’ when the intensity of a new relationship fades and they struggle to settle into domesticity. Gary is NOT one of them. He’s one of those “I fall in love with you more every single day” kind of guys. As MC gains weight/ages, he’ll insist “you age like a fine wine” and “I like you more with meat on your bones”. He’ll insist to their kids that “your mom is the most beautiful woman on earth”. Gary was built for long-term relationships.

#pros and cons #headcanons

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peace-coast-island · 3 years

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Diary of a Junebug

Starfish in the sand

Collecting seashells is fun! Finding little treasures in the sand is something that never gets old. It's one of the little wonders of nature that keeps on giving.

Seashells are so cool and fascinating to look at. No two are alike and you never know what you'll find in the sand. Once in a while unique shells pop up in the beach, like these golden starfish ones. I don't know how long they'll stick around, so I try to collect a bunch to keep and give as gifts.

Jamie and Nedra have been staying at the camp for a while, enjoying the scenery and activities. It's been a long time since Jamie visited and this is Nedra's first time. A few days later Chrissie, Theda, Jean, and Emma joined us - which was why Jamie and Nedra stuck around.

So we've been having fun collecting seashells and doing craft projects with them. We made jewelry, decorated furniture, painted them, put together gift bags - there's a lot you can do with seashells! It's also nice to just chill and hang out with friends - especially Jean and Nedra as I haven't seen much of them since the entourage disbanded.

Jean's an actress and model with an interesting story regarding her family. Around the same time she joined the entourage, she had reunited with her father, who she hadn't seen in over 20 years. Up until she was around 5 Jean was raised by her mom. After she died, her dad decided to come back into her life and change his ways, abandoning the life of a conman. So he married his longtime partner and adopted Jean in hopes of starting over.

Unfortunately things didn't quite work out. Although Jean and her dad got along well, he fell back into his old schemes by stealing from heiress Agathe Dieudonne when he was going through some financial problems. The heiress forgave him since she took a liking to Jean and offered to send her to a prestigious boarding school in France so she can see the world. When her dad's old ways of living started to catch up with him, he and her stepmom decided to take up Agathe's offer so Jean could have a better life.

Over the years Jean kept in touch with her dad and stepmom through letters. Agathe doted on her like a granddaughter and used her connections to keep an eye on Jean's dad to make sure he was doing okay. Jean became aware of his past when she grew older, and the way she sees it, the conman and her dad are two different people. The fact that he tried his best and was willing to give her up so she could have a better upbringing is more than enough for her.

When she moved back to the states to pursue Broadway, Jean set out to reunite with her dad. It surprisingly wasn't too hard to find him and her stepmom as they happened to live on Peace Coast Island, not too far from where Jean was when she was in the entourage. Since then they've made up for a lot of lost time and Jean makes time in her busy schedule to visit often.

In a few weeks, Jean will be on tour for a show and one of the stops is the island. Coincidentally, Nedra's gonna be touring too and so she'll be performing a few nights at Starlight as well. The two became good friends through Jamie, becoming mentors for a drama program at Starlight Theatre as well as regular performers there for a time. Since the entourage disbanded they became super busy so it's nice that they finally got together for a long overdue meet up.

I told Jean about how Marlo's a huge fan of her and like Nedra, she's down to returning to the camp to meet her. We're still working out the details but Nedra and Jean will coordinate their schedules while I check in with Marlo and Don. It's gonna be fun having them all together!

Things have been the same old in Camellia according to Theda. Chrissie pops in for a visit every now and then, usually to bother Tanner or cause mischief with Lala, Theda, and sometimes Delwyn. It's good to hear that he's been doing much better these days - still, Edvin's absence continues to be a gaping presence.

Theda was right when she said that sooner or later, they'll move on and be okay - but it doesn't change the fact that what's gone is gone. And I fully agree with her.

Chrissie has also been spending a lot of time with Emma and her nieces and nephew, especially now that Emma lives about 15 mins away. She mentioned that Rocky and Lex have their hands full with the babies, which is why she's been bothering other friends. Emma doesn't mind as she's still adjusting to living in Cityburg, a drastic change of scenery after spending most of her life in a moderately sized suburban town.

Emma's doing a lot better since moving out and living with her brother Danny and his kids. She always got along with her mom's side of the family better than her dad's. Her mom's the type of parent who tends to be a bit overly critical of her kids but means well and just wants the best for them. As for Emma's father, he clearly favors her younger brother while putting Emma down for pretty much everything.

What prompted Emma to leave - aside from the threat of getting cut off financially - was something unforgivable her younger brother did. It's a fucking mess and if he keeps this up, I wouldn't be surprised if it ends up destroying him. It also didn't help that their father contributed by adding fuel to the fire.

Basically, the brother's one of those shitty tabloid people who profits out of ruining lives. The incident involved a close friend of Emma's, who died unexpectedly due to illness. The brother, who hated the friend for petty reasons, got a hold of Emma's phone, looked through her texts and took a lot of her conversations with her friend out of context to paint the friend and her family in a bad light.

In short, he turned a bunch of texts into "signs" that the friend was likely murdered by her family. He also revealed private information about the friend and how she was going through a rough time, claiming those as motives for why her family wanted her dead. He also made it look like Emma was the one to bring up the speculation, which the family knows is a load of bullshit. To those who knew the friend, it's clearly a pathetic attempt to ruin someone's name for clout.

As a result of the incident, Emma's mom had enough and kicked the father out, which Emma said was long overdue. As for her younger brother, her mom hasn't disowned him (yet) but she's made it clear how she found what he did despicable. Danny never approved of his stepfather and didn't get along with the youngest, so his reaction to what happened was along the lines of disappointed but not surprised.

Since I last saw Emma, things have improved a lot between her and Margie. Although they're aunt and niece, they've always gotten along more like sisters. While Rusty and Linda took quickly to having their aunt move in, there was some tension with Margie, though it had nothing to do with Emma personally. Margie was forced to grow up quickly after their other dad, Terry, and older sister Sherry, died last year, so things haven't been easy for the family.

With Danny having trouble balancing work and family life and Emma having problems at home, he decided to take her in. Emma says their mom has mixed feelings about it, believing that Danny's giving her an easy way out. If anything, I think Emma's a hard worker, but not in a way a capitalist society approves of it. In other words, capitalism can't profit off someone like her, so it sees her as useless. By living with Danny, an entertainer who not only understands what she's going through, but has also made a successful life for himself and his kids, Emma can freely pursue her creative passions without worries.

Right now, Emma's been working on creating content for her channel, posting journal with me videos and vlogging everyday life. She hopes to open her own sticker shop one day so Daisy Jane's gonna help her with that when the time comes. For now, she wants to focus on developing her art style by experimenting and studying other artists before getting into all that. I'm so excited to see where this will take her!

Chrissie and Theda have been really into making charms so that's what we're gonna do with the tiny seashells. I think the little starfish shells make the prettiest charms, especially on a bracelet. We also have some jewelry wire so I'm thinking of making earrings too. It's been years since I've made earrings so it's good to finally use up those earring hooks.

For the larger seashells, we're thinking of using them to decorate furniture. Theda used a bunch of seashells to decorate an old mirror she found while thrifting with Daisy Jane and it looks sooooo pretty! The decor and the gold paint looks like a vintage picture frame with the starry seashells giving it a sorta celestial vibe. I'm still not sure what to decorate yet but I'm considering one of the old bookshelves that's sitting in storage that has been in need of fixing up for a while.

Emma's been filming footage for her vlogs so I try to do a bit of everything so she can have the full camping experience. So far it's mostly sightseeing, crafting, and chilling with the campers. From what it looks like, Emma's considering splitting the content into two videos - one for seashell crafting and one for sightseeing. I'm flattered that she can get so much out of the camp!

Jean and Nedra find the camp a good spot to unwind from their busy lives. Before meeting up with the others Jean visited her dad and stepmom, who will see her again when she returns to Starlight for opening night. She also said the next time she drops by, she plans to come via plane as she's a pilot, like Chrissie. I think Marlo would die on the spot when she finds out that she would be in a plane flown by Jean Theodora!

Today was a low key day where we wandered around, enjoying the sights and taking it slow. We actually didn't do too much crafting today, which is fine as we tackled a lot of big projects early on so we were kinda running low on shells. So we ended up with a pretty good haul and a bunch of new ideas for craft projects.

No matter how busy or chill the days are, we always find ourselves back at the beach, searching for starfish in the sand.

#animal crossing #animal crossing pocket camp #Diary of a Junebug #headcanon ramble

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taeil

you just debuted and going into your 3rd debut stage, you are excited because you are meeting idols you have always admired and they have been all so nice. Today nct 127 is doing promotions as well, while taeil is in the living room he notices this really pretty girl, dressed in cute clothes while all she does is drink water. He is surprised because he was never seen here before. "hey, who is that new girl? Is she a backup dancer? She looks really well dressed for a backup dance." He tells haechan trying that no one listens to him. "hyung really? She is a new idol, she just debuted 2 days ago. Why? Do you like her?" He asks playfully while teasing his older member. "i don't know, I was just asking." Taeil says trying not to show his noticeable interest in you.

he just keeps staring and looking away when your about to look. You go on stage to practice and he is mesmerized by your beautiful voice, he even searches for you while you are on stage. After you are both done rehearsing taeil and some of the members go to some of the rooms looking for the staff, they enter one of the rooms and decide to sit in the couches there, for his surpsrise he finds you are there staring at yor phone. "I'm so sorry, i didn't notice you. Hello I'm y/n, nice to meet you." You say trying to be polite, the 127 members tell you not worry and say hi back to you while sitting.

you decide to put your headphones on and listen to some music, since taeil is focused on you by mistake he looks at your phone. "Wow, i really like that song." He says on accident realizing he was looking at your phone. "I'm sorry, i wasn't looking at your phone, it just was in my front view." He says panicking. "It's okay, i appreciate your good taste anyway." You say laughing. "Do you want to listen too?" You tell him while offering him one of your earphones. "Oh, yes, thank you." He says shy yet happy. He starts talking about how much you both like this artist, his music, lyrics and singing. He becomes really talkative and comfortable with those kind of topics. You exchange numbers and agree to recommend music to each other.

johnny

being one of the most popular and few english idols out there, you are offered to mc-ing a new youtube channel with nct's johnny. You were really excited with whole idea, for the first episode it was just going to be johnny and you answering some fans questions but for the next episodes you were going to interview more idols.

johnny enters the studio where you are recording, you are already sitting and waiting excited to start the show. Johnny is mesmerized by your beauty and the sweet way you talk to everyone in the room. "Hi, my name is johnny, I'm a really big fan of you. I'm glad we can work together." He says smiling confidently. "Oh, hi I'm y/n, thank you. I'm excited to work with you too." You began the show and answer the fans questions comfortably, even tho this was the first time you met each other you were always laughing and joking with each other.

you are finished recording and picking your stuff to leave, when johnny grabs your wrist. "Hey i want to show you something." You follow him in agreement. You both end up in the rooftop of the building. It was dark already and you could see the beautiful lights of the city of Seoul. "Wow this is beautiful, how did you knew about this." You say smiling while looking at the beautiful landscape. "I've worked here before recording some stuff and i found out about it once." He says smiling.

"And why did you decided to take me here, we just met." You say facing him. "I don't know, you are a really nice and pretty girl so i felt like we could come here and talk, get to know each other better." He says flirty getting close to you. "Okay, great. So this is were you take all the 'nice and pretty girls', now i feel special?" You say say smiling while being sarcastic. "Look babe, i haven't been interested in someone for a long time, don't worry I'm not a player, but i needed a way to spend some time alone just the two of us." He says being direct and getting closer. You smile knowing you want to go out with this guy as soon as possible. "Don't you think we are going a little bit fast?" You say taking a step closer to him. "If you are okay with this I'm okay with it too. So are you gonna let me take you on a date tomorrow." He says staring right into your eyes putting a piece of your hair behind your ear. "Okay, pick me up at 6." You say flirty biting your bottom lip and leaving just making him wanting you even more.

taeyong

you are excited that even tho you just started your idol career you are already having your own radio show, you are able to express yourself, interview some idols and also share music that you like.

today you are having taeyong from nct to come to you show since he has his solo debut. Taeyong enters the studio and when looks at you he immediately blushes and becomes shy, he greets you being polite and nice and you give him a comforting smile. You start the show by asking him some questions about how he feels about his solo album, the writing and producing process, the concept and what inspires him. You chat comfortably and even laugh a lot, everyone is surprised that taeyong is being so open even tho he just met you. Taeyong couldn't stop smiling since the beginning of the interview because you totally got his heart.

the show ends and you greet all of the staff while taeyong does too. You get out of the recording room and go to the rest area, in there taeyong approaches to you. "Hi." He says giving a cute smile. You say hi back smiling too. "I wanted to tell you that you were amazing at the show and i really enjoyed it." He tells you while he keeps smiling. "Thank you, i had fun too in this interview." You tell him. "Uhm, i wanted to know... do you come up with this questions or the staff gives them to you." He asks while being curious. "Oh, i make them myself. Sometimes i write them down or i just come with them on the spot, it depends on the artist and on how the interview is going." You say smiling. "Since you seemed so happy taking about your music it was really easy and comfortable to make this interview."

Hearing you say all of that completely caught taeyong's heart, it was like he had heart eyes forming, he was nervous and didn't even knew how to react. "Well if you don't mind, i really liked talking to you, maybe we can talk just the two us, without the public listening and grab some coffee after you are free?" He says nervous yet with a sweet smile. "Yes !! I would to listen more about you and get to know you better to." You say playfully. At this point taeyong was over the moon, really happy and proud of himself.

yuta

there is a new football (soccer for some of you) variety show you are being part of. This is the first time you are part of the official cast for a variety program, you just have been as a guest but never as part of the cast. There some many talented and popular mc's, actors and idols as part of your team so you are really excited to learn from them.

yuta arrives to the football camp were the show is being recorded, he feels happy that he can connect something so special to him with his idol side as well. He gets dressed in his sports clothes and stretches since this shows involves some physical activity. He is introduced to the rest of the cast and he greets everyone with his big and bright smile, he reaches into you and goes surprised since he has never met you before, also there is only two girls in the cast but the other one is a well known actress so he feels curious about you.

He tries not to stare so much at you but he finds your excitement and energy really adorable. You start recording and you are divided in duos, by luck yuta was your partner and you were excited since he was experienced with it. "Oh no, I'm doomed." He says playfully while laughing. You pout and make puppy eyes making him feel a little bit bad about his joke. "Hey i was just kidding, i will help you to be good." He says in a low voice really close to your face, which makes you blush but you nod your hair in agreement.

you are supposed to do basic stuff, like passing the ball to your partner, kicking it through some cones and then doing some penalties. You were doing pretty bad what made you feel bad and embarrased for yuta since he was your partner. You are taking a break and he approaches to you. "Y/n, you are doing really well don't worry". He says giving a warming smile. "I'm terrible and you know it, but i appreciate your effort in making me feel better." You tell him while looking at the floor.

"I mean it, if we don't win this time we will do it next time. Listen, you are an idol not a freaking football player, you just have to have fun." He says calmly with a comforting vibe. "Not everyone is good in many areas as i am". He says playful with a big smile in his face. "Thank you, that didn't made feel even useless in football." You say laughing. "Well, if you don't mind we can go and practice on the weekend, i know a good place where there's no many people so you don't hurt anyone while kicking the ball." He says while laughing and you punch his arm. "But no really we can go there and maybe eat something later." He says now with a serious face and flirty vibe. "Okay it sounds nice, i will accept your help then." You tell him smiling as well. Yuta felt weird since his normal self is really competitive and would have been slightly annoyed by you, but you captivated him as soon as he saw you, so him helping you was a great opportunity to approach to you.

doyoung

you are really excited because sm entertainment has sent you TVXQ tickets. You debuted just a year ago and you are excited that you are already being included in such cool things, even if it's just going to a concert. You were curious thinking about what idols were going to be there since so many idols end up going to their concerts.

doyoung enters the arena and his manager leads him to his seat, as the other invited artists he is sitting in vip seats. He goes closer to his designated seat at it's surprised but finding out he is sitting next to a girl he doesn't know. "Hi, excuse me, I'm doyoung from nct, nice to meet you." He says while shaking tour head slightly bowing to you. "I hope it's olay if i seat next to you, are you okay with that?" He says giving a shy smile looking nervous. "Oh, it's totally okay, i actually didn't wanted to seat by myself so I'm glad you are my partner." You say giving a big smile which warmed his heart.

the concert starts and doyoung stares at you, you have been singing and moving your lightstick since the concert started, reacting happily at every single stage, song and even the effects. He was glad he was with someone who was so genuine and not hiding her expressions at all, since some idols don't even react being at a concert. You react and laugh, sharing your thoughts with doyoung while he just nods his head laughing and smiling at you. He couldn't believe how nice you were. He wished this concert lasts forever.

The last song was performed and the duo waves saying goodbye to the fans. You are waiting for people to leave so you can leave as well. "Uhm, i know this might be unexpected but i have two tickets that the company gave for exo's concert. Since you enjoyed this so much i was wondering if you would like to go?" He says with a shy smile. "Oh my god yes! I love them so much, you are so nice, thank you." You tell him excited. "But the thing is that you have to go with me again." He says firm with a confident smile. "I would love too, i like seeing you smile while i was saying nonsense stuff, it was so sweet. You say while feeling touched. "Oh no no, i love hearing you talk, that's why i want to see you again." He says giving a warm smile. "Okay, see you next week then." You say to him while winking and leaving with your manager. After you left doyoung gasped letting out all the nervousness you made him feel while he smiles at himself.

jaehyun

since he is experienced with idols being around him all the time, talking to him and trying to get his attention, it was new to him to find out about this new idol y/n, she just debuted but has been training for years and it's already so professional and talented. He saw you for the first time at a little event where other idols were, he saw your mv and heard your album before and thought you were stunning and talented, but didn't had the opportunity to approach to you.

then he turns on tv and he watches your debut stage, he is shooked by the you dance, how stable you are and your mesmerizing stage presence. He knew that he definitely had to meet you.

there was a festival were nct 127 and you were both performing, as soon as he arrives the arena you cross paths with you, the staff introduces you to the 127 members and obviously, to jaehyun. His vibe is different and kinda intimidating, it just leaves you intrigued. You are left alone and he starts chatting with you comfortably, he asks about music taste, debut and whose friends you have in common, during the whole conversation he has really nice and friendly trying to hide his flirty side. He asks for your number and tells you to hang out when you have time.

suddenly your new friend bambam invites you to a little party at his house so you can meet new people and make friends, since you are new you accept. And there he was, jung jaehyun at the end of the living room. He immediately goes to you and starts talking, now he is being more teasing and flirty that before, he is being really straightforward and you can't deny you like that.

"So tell me more about you, how has the whole idol life been for you? Is it all new?" He asks curious. "Yes, everything it's so different. Everyone is always watching my steps, expecting something from me, fake people try to be my friends and famous guys thinking i want to date all of them." You say annoyed. "I totally understand, everyone is always expecting me to have the 'prince charming' image and sometimes is exhausting having to behave certain way, also it makes some girls expect me to fall for them and be really romantic." He says open up to you, which surprises you since, for what you know, he doesn't open up easily. "But right now I'm interested in just one girl that I've met for a while now. She seems to be down to earth, i feel like she is gonna accept the real me." He says taking sip of his drink and staring at you playfully. "Oh really?" You say teasing as well.

"Tell me more about her." You say while smiling. "Well, she is beautiful, kind, friendly and she never ever! Cares about what anyone says. She is so real and smart, i can't wait to take her out. Oh also! She is really really hot." He says giving a flirty and teasing smile. "Wow, she seems like a really nice girl, i hope you get her." You say playing along with him. "So do you wanna go out to take dinner tomorrow? I will take care of you, i promise." He asks without hesitation whispering at your ear which makes your body become weak. "Yes, i would love to." You answer rally close to his lips, teasing him as well.

winwin

in the last few months lots of clothing brands have been offering you modeling contracts to promote them, that has made magazines gain a lot of interest in you as well.

winwin has been really into modeling lately, brands and magazines from korean and china all want to have him in their team. A really big and important project came to him which made him really excited, it was a photoshoot with vogue korea! At the meeting he was told they were doing this with the purpose of promoting a clothing brand but also making a really aesthetically beautiful photoshoot, he is also told that that in this project he will be collaborating with a female idol who is getting popular in the modeling business as well. He was excited with the whole idea and curious to know who his partner was.

the day of the photoshoot finally comes, he enters the makeup and hair room and sees a really cute girl getting done while talking excited and smiling to the staff members, he immediately smiles feeling moved by the girl's excitement. He sits next to her and wonders if she if his partner for the photoshoot. He is getting done and constantly looking at the mirror to see the pretty girl sitting next him. He feels shy and nervous about her and doesn't even knows why.

the staff enters the room and introduces the two of you. You give winwin and kind and warming smile, he feels captivated by you and is curious to get to know you better. You both put your outfits on and are called to finally start the photoshoot. The concept and scenario were really artistic, romantic and beautiful, you felt like you were in a movie. You are told what type of poses and vibes you should do and you proceed to follow the instructions. "I need you two to come closer, like if you were in love. Winwin hold y/n's hip in a romantic way." The photographer says. Winwin proceeds to hold your hip asking you for permission. "It's okay." You tell him with a warm smile.

you have already been two hours taking pictures, making poses, changing clothes, makeup and scenarios and now you are finally done. During the whole photoshoot you both started to create a close bond between the two of you, feeling even more and more comfortable with each other. You head to the makeup and hair room one more time to finally take you makeup off and hange into comfy clothes. You are both wearing a jean and t-shirt looking at your phones, the stylists and makeup artists left the room so it was just the two of you there.

"Hey, i really liked working with you today, you are really talented." Winwin says with a kind smile. "I really liked working with you too! You are really talented as well and you also made feel really comfortable. Thank you for that." You say giving him a smile back. "I know this might sound straightforward and daring but... do you want to have dinner tonight? I had a lot of fun with you and i want to know you better." He says shy. "I would love too, to be honest you have been my favorite coworker so far." You smile. "So wait...is this a date?" You say shy. "If you want it to be one, i would like it." He says now with a flirty vibe. "Okay, let's go on a date then". You say while biting your bottom lip.

jungwoo

jungwoo has been a fan y/n since debut, he really likes your style, music, concept, dancing and everything that has to do with you. He is always wishing you go to the same events, have the same friends, go to the same hair shop or promote at the same time but none of those things came true.

you are having your first mini tour starting in seoul, since it was announced jungwoo was really excited about and he was expecting not to have any schedule so he could go. Finally he tells some of the members and they agree to go with him. He entered the arena and was so smiley and happy, the members found his excitement really adorable and the proceed to go to their seats.

the concert starts and you began to perform. "Hello Seoul, i hope you have fun tonight, please take of me. I will make sure you have a good time tonight." You say waving and smiling to the public. During the show you would have small talks and even do some aegyo to the public, all of these things just make jungwoo's love grow for you. Since nct are idols they get special seats so in the middle of the show the cameras film them so you can see the idols that came to your concert. "Hi, we have mark, johnny, haechan and jungwoo from nct here tonight." You say smiling while the nct members smile and wave to the camera as well. "Did you have fun? Have you like the show so far". You ask them, and they make thumbs up and smiling affirming. "Thank you a lot for coming, maybe you should go backstage later so i can get to know you since a big fan." The camera focus haechan who is nodding his head really hard making you and the public laugh. When you said that jungwoo's heart was about to get out of his chest, he know couldn't wait until the show was over.

the concert ends and you quickly change your clothes so you can receive you guests. Nct walks the hallway and find you standing giving them a warm welcome with a big smile. "Hi, nice to meet you all I'm y/n." You say smiling and bowing at them. They all introduce each other and shake hands with you, after jungwoo had to shake your hand he was speechless, he was all red, smiley and shy, the cutest boy ever.

You talk for a while and you all notice that jungwoo hasn't been really talkative. "Hey, actually i wanted to tell you something. My friend here is a big fan of yours, he actually invited us to come with him since he was really excited." Haechan says while hugging jungwoo. "Oh wow, really? That's such a honor!" You say smiling and patting jungwoo's shoulder. "Uhm, y-yes, I've like your music since debut, it really suits my style." Jungwoo says nervous. The members slowly leave the two of you alone so you can talk comfortably which, at the beginning makes jungwoo nervous but he manages to gain confidence since you are really nice and immersed in the conversation.

"Well, as you know I'm a big fan of yours, I've wanted to meet you before but we never had the opportunity to meet you. "Since we have become comfortable with each other would like to be my friend? I mean we can hang out and eat with the members too so you don't feel weird". He says doubtful but with a sweet smile. "Yes, i really would like to be friends. It's okay we can eat something just two to of use, I'm okay with it." You say smiling.

mark

it's been already 4 months since your debut and you can't wait to have your 1st comeback !! Your company told you that for this 1st mini album the wanted to include some collabs, a vocal one and a rap one. You were really excited with this idea, even tho you didn't knew who the collabs were going to be with. You wrote and co-wrote a lot of songs for this album so you were curious if one of the collaborators were going to be into writing their own parts for their songs, you love writing so someone adding their own lyrics and feelings to your songs was just amazing for you.

mark has been said he is collaborating with idol y/n who is in the making of her new album, he is also said that y/n said he could write his own lyrics for his rap and verses and eve tho he didn't know her yet he was really excited and thankful with that idea.

he enters your company and leads into the studio. Your managers introduce you to each other and then they just leave you with your writer and producer. Since he entered the studio he noticed youe excitment for making music, how involved you were in it and how you wanted to know about everything. You talk a lot about music which makes him feel like he is talking to one of his best friends.

"this is the song we are doing together." You tell him showing a piece of paper. "I know you already listened to the demo but i wanted to know if there's something i should change. I'm a big fan of your work so i would like to have your opinion." His eyes became brighter and he flashed the biggest smile, he was happy you were reaching into him for help and also complimenting him. He reads the lyrics while nodding his head, he just marks a few verses and proposes you lines that could go better. "You really did a great job with this one, you are a good writer." He says while smiling. Then he begins to play the song on his guitar while singing the whole song, you join as well and he smiles and becomes shy but keeps singing.

After that you have a good time jamming with his guitar and talking about the same interests. He finally records his part of the song, you were really happy and pleased with it. "Wow, you are so amazing. Only your rap is better than my whole song." You tell him while laughing. "Oh no no, thank you but your song is amazing, I'm glad i can be part of it." He says while giving you a warm smile. "I was thinking if you would like to go to the han river with me? It's a nice place to play the guitar and we can also sing and see if we come up with any lyrics." He says looking a little but nervous buy adorable. "Yes, i totally want to see if we can come with another collab soon." You tell him grabbing you bag so you can go to the han river.

haechan

as a rookie idol you are invited to do a collab stage with some idols who are close to your age and that includes nct's haechan. As soon as the news are told to haechan he becomes really hype and excited about it, he has liked you since the beginning and he really likes you.

you enter the practice room at sm entertaiment which is were you are rehearsing for your collab stage. As soon as you walk into the room haechan becomes flustered and nervous, he was wondering what was happening to him since he isn't like that, he is always confident and cheerful with everyone, why were you making him so nervous?

"hello, I'm sorry I'm the last one to arrive." You say really embarrased because you arrived a little bit later. "It's okay, the choreographer hasn't come yet so we are fine." Han jisung says, who is also part of the collab stage. After everyone being weird and in silence the choreographer comes and the practice begin. "Haechan, y/n, you are having a dance break together at min 5:20 so you better work together, you need to practice together as much as you can. You both stare shyly at each other and nod to the choreographer. He teaches you the dance break amd haechan and you have to be on synch and really close also.

the rehearsal is finished and haechan finally gains to courage to approach to you properly. "Hi, i think i haven't introduced myself." He says smiling. "Im haechan, i really like you and your music." You smile back at him. "Hi, I'm y/n, I'm glad you like me. I'm happy that we get to do this together." You say being shy. "Yes, i think we should practice. Do you want to come over tomorrow so just the two of us can practice our part? " He says with a kind smile. "Yes, i will come, thanks for the invitation." You tell him while smiling. "Also you seem really nice. Do you mind if i treat you dinner afterwards? He says confident with a flirty look. "Okay, i will really like that." You say smiling at him while leaving the practice room. After you leave he smiles at himself knowing that he succeed.

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phantaloon-books · 4 years

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I finally read The Tyrant's Tomb and boi I loved this one so much, so here's some my opinion on it (they're not in chronological order)

warning, this is long af and sorry for cursing a bit, I can't help it

Apollo's character arc is lowkey one of the best Rick has written, I'm sorry if you don't agree, but he's gone from wanting others to solve his problems and relying on the halfbloods to intentionally avoiding others doing things for him, volunteering for the quests and saying it should be him that faces the terrible stuff so that demigods and other creatures don't suffer

something really interesting is how his perception of himself has changed, and it's almost worrying how genuinely self depreciating his inner dialogue is, because he no longer sees himself as mighty Apollo, he sees himself as worthless and useless Lester, and his narration is highkey depressing

Also, Apollo disliking and being somewhat disgusted of the god he used to be, realizing the horrible things he had done and how horrible he was and that he looked worse as the former Apollo than as Lester, regretting things he'd done, that's top tier development

(I'm sorry but I love the entire scene with the ravens, the part where he just screams "I'm sorry" it feels as if he isn't just apologizing to the ravens, but to everyone who's been affected by what he's done as a selfish god)

Reyna so openly turning down and laughing at Apollo for suggesting they be together is my favorite thing ever lmao I couldn't stop laughing, like she knew what gods can do if you turn them down (even if it was just mortal Lester) and she didn't give a damn, it was so fucking funny

people say Rick only includes diversity for the sake of including it and to gain popularity, but I still enjoy the fact that he does, because as a teacher he must have had all kinds of students of all religions, colors and sexualities, he includes diversity because he's seen diversity. anyway my point is I love that we have Lavinia, a Jewish lesbian from a Russian family, and she's not ashamed of being any of them

I'm sorry I just love Apollo so much, I've grown to respect him so much, and even if Hermes once said them gods often forget their oaths and promises, I have a feeling Apollo won't ever forget Jason's request that he never forgets what's it like to be mortal

Frank still admiring Apollo despite everything, and despite the fact that he looks like a messed up teen makes me go all uwu

Frank being portrayed as this clumsy and awkward kid but also this powerful and brave leader is my favorite thing ever because I think Frank is underrated and I dare to say that he's one of the strongest demigods we've ever met, even stronger than some of the nig three children

the whole thing about the undead army is honestly so creepy, especially when we see it from Apollo's perspective cause se him slowly succumb to the venom's effect, and that part in Tarquin's tomb where he "calls Lester to be part of his undead" was genuinely disturbing, at least to me

some books in the past have touched the part of the nature spirits not being given enough attention, but I really enjoyed how Apollo comes to realize that he only worries about demigods and gods when all lives are worth the same - mortals, halfbloods, nature spirits, gods, and even monsters

again, I love Apollo's arc, it's just AHH he's becoming so caring of life it just makes me happy

Reyna choosing herself to make herself happy is everything, and inspiring to every single woman who is told by others that they need someone to be happy, I just love it, because self love is the most important love of all

I haven't said anything about it, but man I love Meg and Apollo's friendship, they just care so much for each other, Meg who's so scared of losing her loved ones and Apollo who's so scared of not being able to be loved or to love, but they still love each other, and I'm glad it's not romantic, because yes fraternal love is also what people need, and their friendship is what they need

aurum and argentum being cute doggos rather than the steely (no pun intended) and cold dogs we met in HoO warms my heart. I don't understand why they're so cute and adorable, or maybe that's just how Apollo sees them, but they seem to act like actual dogs in this book

the fact that Reyna never confirmed nor denied being attracted to Thalia just makes me all hyped up, like we love Theyna

Apollo just gives off Eddie Brock vibes throughout the entire book and that's hilarious asf. ever since the start he's said to look like shit, feel like shit and be injured with deathly poison that will turn him to a zombie. if that isn't Venom vibes I don't know what is

I've said it once and I'll say it again, Frank Zhang is one of the strongest demigods Rick has ever introduced in a series, and him facing two immoral and godly in power emperors, burning one to death with his own life fire and injuring the other enough for Apollo to do the final kill is top tier

"If I'm going to burn, I might as well burn bright. This is for Jason." bitch actual goosebumps

We've seen countless deaths before, but something about Frank killing Caligula and Apollo killing Commodus seems so... mature I guess is the word, or well for a more mature audience. I can't describe how or why, but it feels more real, more like actual human death

I can't deal with how human Apollo seems in this book gosh I really am sorry I keep bringing this up, but I feel such warmth

the story of how Frank overcame his curse is actual BS and as much as I love Frank, it makes no sense that they spent all that time thinking of ways to keep the wood secure only for this. idk I mean id that were the case wouldn't the curse had vanished when he broke Thanatos free? he was willing to die then just like against Caligula, so why now but not then?

Don reincarnating into a laurel is peak bittersweet feeling and it actually hurt because in a camp where fauns were seen as dumb and useless, he helped Lavinia organize everything and destroy the canon things on the yachts

I'm still not over Jason's death, he really did deserve better. It makes sense, plotwise, because out of all of the huge characters from the past, Jason, Percy and Annabeth's deaths would impact others the harder, and push them to do better. And I understand that you gotta show, not even the main characters survive sometimes. Still, I'm hurt.

Thalia talking to Apollo during the funeral for the fallen campers made me actually weep. I'm not sure if it was because of Jason, or when Thalia talked about how much Artemis loves Apollo, or when Apollo "accepted" halfblood children of Zeus as his family

Also, you know who deserved better? Harpocrates, damn right he deserved better. I nearly cried when I read his death, cause he embraced it like one would an old friend in happiness. He and the Sybil deserved better. Dakota also deserved better

On the other hand, I tried so hard not to laugh at 2 am as I read Tarquin demand answers from a cat? he genuinely thought a cat would tell him where the Sybilline Books where and I couldn't handle that

This book is cruel but in a much more human way? The maiming of the pegasi wings? that's horrifying, but in such a human way, unlike what we've seen in any of the greek/roman gods series, and it's unsettling

Meg is braver than any of the other demigods were at that age (maybe excepting Nico), cause she's not embarking on a quest to retrieve an item or rescue someone or bring back their sister from the dead, she's facing her own abusive father while aiding a somewhat weak mortal in releasing the oracles and gaining godhood back. what's she getting from it all? absolutely nothing, she's gifted some seeds and she hangs out with unicorns more than other people and she's lost everything, but she's willing to lose more to help her friend. she's heroic like no one else is, because she's the first who doesn’t want anything more than being with her friend (Percy wanted whoever was taken back, Annabeth wanted to be able to be more, Nico wanted to bring back Bianca, even Bianca wanted freedom). the only other person who didn't have somewhat selfish (but kot wrong) interests while doing something heroic at a young age has been Hazel. What I mean is I love Meg and everything she does

Thalia being that chill over Jason's death bothers me so much, as if she wasn't the happiest when she found out the brother she lost 14 years ago was alive after all, and she had a part of her family back, and it was ripped from her, and Thalia is just not one to easily forget or move on from things, it's just unrealistic that she would only need a little furious session of throwing things to be okay with Jason's death as if her brother was not just taken from her all over again. it's impulsive Thalia we're talking about, who fought Percy when dealing with Annabeth going missing, it's just not her to be over his death that quickly. Sorry for Rick but I think differently

I also kinda don't like that Tyson went from being freaking General of the Cyclops, to the guy that has the Sybilline prophecies or whatever, it's important and all, but he would have been of great help during the battle and they had him waiting for help in the shrine hill like his potential went down the drain

but a thing I really loved was how different Camp Jupiter seems from Lester eyes compared from Percy's or Hazel's or Frank's perspective, it's hilarious. The other three see this place where everyone is serious and shit but Apollo just sees beyond the seriousness and it's actually refreshing, cause he's the first not to make CHB seem immature in comparison and like I said before I hated that in previous books

also Reyna laughing watered my plants, cured my depression, and made the world okay again, I just love her

all in all, this is my favorite book of ToA so far, and I'm really excited to see what's to come, and how Apollo and Meg will face Nero and Python, but more than anything I'm looking forward to what will happen to Apollo, and whether if given the choice, he'd go back to being a selfish god or remain mortal for a while, with his newfound friends

Also I really miss Annabeth so can I please see Annabeth, I just want to see her cause she won't deal with Apollo's shit and I can't wait to see that, I miss my girl

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Okay so I’m personally offended with myself for not having found you earlier? Like, YOURE AMAZING! Your writing is super awesome and I’m glad I finally did find you. Anyways, I was hoping I could request a 🔥 ship/HCs? For BBC Merlin, PJO/HOO, and ATLA (or LOK, whichever you’d prefer or is easier for you). I am bisexual so I’m down to be shipped with whatever gender (although I am kinda leaning towards men rn). I’m a Ravenclaw and my Myers-Brigg personality type is INFP-T. I’m kind of a nerd and I love learning new things. I tried to learn Latin at one point but it was while I was in school and I didn’t finish before the school year was up. I love reading, writing, singing, listening to music, watching movies and watching musicals. I also really love physical affection (both giving and receiving). I love any and all animals SO MUCH. I can be kinda silly sometimes but I know when to get serious. I love having fun with my friends but I also just love the days that I can just sit with them and relax. I’m pretty protective of the people I’m close to. I’m also kind of stubborn. I have a small obsession with dragons and kind of just mythical beings in general. I feel happy when I make others happy. I like helping people when I can. My main love languages are physical touch and words of affirmation. If I were a bender in the ATLA/LOK universe, I would be an earth bender. I’m also a sucker for soulmate AUs, which you might have noticed when I was reblogging your stuff earlier. I think that’s all?? If you need anything else, just let me know! And thank you so much!!

PS: CONGRATS ON 2.5k

thank you for your kind words about my blog! i’m glad you like it here, lol. and, as always, disclaimer that it’s been a while since i’ve read pjo and so the headcanons might not be the best. bear with me.

Merlin:

I ship you with Gwen!

alright, i was debating between gwen and sir leon, but i 100% believe gwen is the perfect match-up for you - both of you are sweet and kind yet clever with the potential to be teasing, annoying idiots.

the two of you would get along famously, and you would be the sweetest, most supportive couple - literally everyone wants what you have, and i can’t blame them.

both of you are caring and love your friends dearly, you are the ultimate mom friends. you love to make everyone happy, and so both of you are always looking out for the other.

furthermore, gwen would love to hear all about interests - she loves to hear you talk about your reading and writing, and she loves how you learn with such a fervor. learning something new is a great way to increase the quality of your life, and gwen loves to hear about what you’ve discovered - so much of her day is spent in routine, being a servant and all, so when you can tell her something good - something other than castle gossip, she loves it.

also, i have this headcanon that gwen can sing really well, so you know she loves music. she’ll sing in the early mornings, when the two of you are getting up before the sun itself, and it never fails to make you smile.

i think that both you and gwen have great versatility to your personality - you both can get very excited and giddy but then come back down to earth and be stable and strong. this is good because both of you can support the other in whatever situation you may be up against.

furthermore, you are both witty and teasing. the two of you have a lot of ongoing banter that makes your otherwise monotonous days exciting and fun. you’re upbeat personalities bring joy to your lives, and that’s important.

also, the two of you would be very affectionate toward each other - gwen has no qualms with hugging you or holding your hand, so she is able to accept your affection and return it in a similar manner. and gwen is very good at giving sincere compliments! whenever she praises you, you can’t help but think it’s true.

also, modern! au gwen is an avid movie watcher, so the two of you have marathons together. gwen always brings the popcorn.

PJO/HOO:

I ship you with Travis Stoll!

okay, you cannot tell me that this pairing isn’t chaotic as hell.

you are the smarts to travis’ mischievousness, and the two of you bring a lot of fun to camp half-blood. you help travis and connor with their pranks, but you are also there to make sure that no one gets hurt, because a good prank is one that makes people laugh, but has minimal casualties. (ngl, chb is kind of glad that you and travis got together because the pranks are a lot safer now.)

i definitely think that travis would be the one to bring you out of your comfort zone, but he does it so earnestly, with only the best of intentions, so it’s hard to say no. the two of you go on adventures together and you have a lot of laughs.

the good thing is that you also bring a lot of calm and stability to the relationship - you are one of like two (2) people who can get travis to just,,, chill with you. he likes to play videogames with you, so you hang out a lot in the hermes cabin, legs tangled together as you chill out.

at your core, i think both of you are very determined people, and that’s what initially drew the two of you close together. you both have a fire in your hearts, and while that comes out in different ways, you’re both very ambitious and goal oriented people.

and you know that travis has the greatest taste in music - you are going to be introduced to some very interesting and cool songs. maybe he’ll nick a cd or two for both of you to listen to. and what’s cool about his music taste is that it’s adventurous and all over - he loves everything and so do you.

you both explore and learn about the world in different ways, and you are both incredibly knowledgeable in opposite ways, so when you put your heads together, the genius that comes forth is insane.

i imagine that the two of you hang out in the strawberry fields a lot. you listen to music or talk while walking through the fields, and then travis ends up stealing some of your strawberries and you end up chasing after him (damn his tall legs)

LOK:

I ship you with Mako!

this is the complete opposite of your previous ships, but stick with me for a minute

you are perfect for mako because you can be serious and stable, but at the same time, you can bring out his silly side. mako needs someone who can get down to the core of his being and pull out that happy, childish side of himself that he hasn’t found in a long time. he’s had to grow up fast, and he needs someone who is serious and sincere, but is also lighthearted and oh-so caring.

the two of you are so protective and caring about the ones you love - you’re like the parents of the group who are trying to wrangle your unruly children, and it’s a dynamic i am here for.

and when you encourage some of korra or asami’s wild plans, mako sighs, like “disappointed by not surprised.” but then you bring him to the side with a plan on how to make their optimistic plans more secure, and he’s like,,,, alright.

also, the banter the two of you would have is legendary. mako is known as the #done, sarcastic one, and he was not expecting you to come out with amazing wit, but here you are. the two of you have the best side commentary, and it’s almost a competition now. you’ve yet to get mako to laugh at your well-timed jokes (some of which are terribly corny), but he does crack a wry smile almost every time, so you know it’s only a matter of time.

also, convince me otherwise, but mako is a reader. he likes a lot of historical fiction, but also stories based off of legends, and the two of you will often spend your weekends inside, reading on the couch. he’ll make you lunch and then the two of you will talk about what you’ve read, sitting cross legged with your knees touching. mako is usually a little vague with the details on what he is reading, but what often happens is that he’ll have recommended the book you’re reading, so he’ll listen to you ramble about your favorite parts with a lovestruck smile on his face.

you definitely introduce mako to more music - he’s never been super into music, it was always more bolin’s thing, but he’ll listen with you. he has a few favorites, and you have to coax him into telling you what they are, but he’ll tell you anyway because he’s very much in love.

also! the two of you go to see bolin’s movers, and you whisper to each other throughout the show, making jokes and funny comments, and ngl, bolin gets a little concerned. mako should never enjoy himself so thoroughly, that only ever leads to disaster.

anyway, you would be great for mako because when you two hang out, you bring mako out of his shell, and he is always there to support and protect you, should anything go awry.

i get big vibes of “the serious one is soft for the fluffy one” except both of you are the serious one and the fluffy one, depending on the moment, and you wildly fluctuate between the two.

#2.5k celebration!#celebration #lxncelotships #i hope you like them!

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onisiondrama · 3 years

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RealStream’s Onision Interview Summary Part 1

(Note: I’m not repeating stories he’s told before and just putting them in parenthesis. I have a lot more videos to go until I’m caught up so that would save me a lot of time. If he gives details I never heard from him before, I will type those.)

RS asks James how he’s doing. James says he’s ok, but then says no he’s not ok ever since Hansen knocked on his door. He says right before he showed up he said, “you know, I think things are going to be ok.” He says now when he says things are going to be ok, it knocks his confidence.

(He didn’t talk earlier because Kai threatened to leave him story)

(He encouraged Tobuscus to defend himself story)

James said when Skye and her sister spoke about him, it was so brief that it seemed superficial.

(I dumbed everyone and that’s why they’re upset.) RS asks if a lot of the drama is because it was all so public. James says he didn’t go public about Shiloh until she posted a blog saying things that aren’t true. He made a video explaining everything. He said people agreed that they knew Shiloh was like that the whole time. [This isn’t true. He was the one that went public first with a lot of things that went down during his relationship with Shiloh.]

James says on the divorce papers, Skye said he was the reason for her depression. He says that’s crazy because the first time he broke up with her was because she was depressed. [??? How does that disprove what she said? All you proved was that she was depressed during your relationship.] He asks why she would want to be with him so bad if he made her depressed? [He has said many times he invited her to his boot camp graduation and proposed to her because he wanted military benefits. He was the one that asked her back.]

RS asks if James regrets making things public. James says he regrets being with all of them. He says he used to be wholesome and glad he went through these things, but now he wishes he was never with them.

(Skye wanted his money story, he left her for Shiloh story, he called the cops on Shiloh story) RS says he got a DM from Shiloh saying she was going to slit her wrists on camera because that’s what he wants. (They talk about Shiloh’s ex boyfriend’s video)

RS says he thinks these people are fake victims. James agrees and asks what are they victims of?

James says he was never called a groomer until Sarah and that was very confusing for him. [This is not true. People definitely accused James of grooming Kai back in the day. Here is James joking about it with Kai in a video.] James says as an adult Sarah said she was not groomed by him. [This was before they dated.]

The talk about Beck. RS says it was shitty that she went on Chris Hansen to talk about James because they were just friends. James says he flew her out and they made the shaving cream video in his yard. He says TallVideos said he was cheating on Kai by powerbombing Beck. James asks how that was cheating and says that points out the outrage of the internet. [I’m just gunna throw this image up for reference. Powerbomb to the right. I think it was more the fact that his face was in her crotch when she was just wearing a bathing suit, not the powerbomb itself.]

He said Beck was rejected by Kai. He says she was 25 at the time and wrote a love song for Kai. Kai said he was not attracted to her. He says Beck clogged up their toilet in their main floor bathroom and stunk up the whole place. He asks how would that get her points with Kai? RS points out people call her “PoopBeck” because of that.

RS says people think James powerbombing Beck was somehow him victimizing her. James asks if he’s serious. RS says yes, that’s what they were trying to portray on Hansen. [This isn’t true. Beck never tried to portray herself as a victim. When she spoke about it she was saying it was inappropriate because he was married, but never said or even implied she was victimized.] James says that’s ridiculous and asks if professional wrestling is a bunch of victims. RS says they make it seem like anyone James touches is a victim.

(They talk about Hansen’s personal and professional scandals.) James says now Hansen is trying to ruin people’s lives based on rumors. RS says Hansen and Repzion came to the anti-onision community to grift. James says Hansen was getting a few hundred to 3,000 views a video and it blew up when he started talking about James so Hansen deleted his old videos. [This isn’t true either. Hansen’s old videos were on a channel that was disabled / deleted for copyright infringement. His current channel was created October 2019 and the oldest video currently on there his Blaire White interview from October 16, 2019.]

RS says people were promised donations and they never got them. He says they were supposed to donate to charities, but that didn’t happen and he blamed it on Vincent. RS says he doesn’t believe that. He says Vincent technically owns the channel. He says people donate money and never question where it went. He says Hansen never set up funds for these people or tried to help them.

(Shiloh tattoo story) RS says she got $1,500 to black out a tattoo, but estimates it cost $300. James says it costs $50. He says tattoos are really cheap, especially if it’s a little black box. [She didn’t get a box? She got a cougar and roses.]

James says Sarah had Venmo so they didn’t need Hansen’s donations. RS says they all promote their OnlyFans.

RS says he wanted to make this video a year later so people can look back and see what happened. They say people made money off of nothing. James says he made money off the situation too at the time with the fake meltdown videos. He says those videos weren’t lies, they were a prank on the community. He says he was making $2,500 a month on Patreon and lost it so it was compensation.

He says he spend tens of thousands on Billie and gave her a position responding to his emails. He paid her $3,000 a month. He wanted to help her survive so she didn’t have to work at the gas station she used to work at. He paid her medical bills. (He didn’t dox Billie on purpose story) He says he accidentally doxed himself the other day.

James says people dox him and nothing happens. RS says it’s disgusting people think they’re doing good when they dox people. James says you can’t trust heroes. He says he used to think he was a hero back in the day. He says he was upset people were body shaming his OnlyFans pictures, but then he looked back and he used to body shame lots of people in his videos. He says it’s not fun anymore when you become the butt of the joke.

RS asks if James is making the same on OnlyFans as Patreon or more? James says no comment. James says for a lot of people you have your initial success on OnlyFans, then things dwindle down hard. He says it’s because they are excited and then they move on.

James says he likes doing Youtube and he’s excited about the future of his channels. He says he’s not making any money there, but it’s not about making money. He’s just having a good time and wants to make people happy.

James says people are ashamed of their own bodies and wouldn’t want to do OF, but he doesn’t understand why you would be ashamed to show your body to other adults. He says he doesn’t see a downside and you already do that in private. RS asks if he enjoys OF. James says he enjoys Onision more than OnisionPrime. [Onision is his dom account and Prime is his sub / butt account.] He says Prime is not as much his vibe.

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yourdeepestfathoms · 4 years

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In Our Bedroom After The War

[Broadway Kids]

Prompt: “Fuck what they think. I respect you and if they don’t, I’ll break their knees.”

Word count: 2944

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Tommy can’t quite remember when Carrie stopped speaking. Some people said it was in the third grade after she brought that Bible to school and started praying in the middle of lunch, others said after the Christian Youth Camp incident and she swallowed so much water that she “permanently clogged her vocal cords” or something stupid. Whatever happened, something had made Carrie White go silent, and she’s been a target of mockery since.

Deaf and dumb. That’s what the other kids liked to call her. But she isn’t deaf, Tommy knows, because she always reacts to what is said about her with great offense and pain, and she certainly isn’t dumb because Tommy has seen her grades when her report cards are stolen and passed around by bullies. She’s a smart girl, very smart. If anything, he was the dumb one, because the amount of times he’s almost given away their little get-togethers was unbelievable.

It started a month into the school year, he believed. He went into senior year, while Carrie just started high school. He can’t quite remember what caused them to start meeting up in the hidden bathroom under the staircase in the C hall stair well, and he’ll admit that he had never imagined himself hanging out with the city’s resident freak and actually enjoy it, but he would seriously miss their reclusive meetings every Friday after school if they were to ever stop.

Today in particular was very special. 1) because he was finally going to try and teach Carrie about video games (she was fourteen! she should at least know the basics like Pokemon and Mario!) and 2) he had noticed that Carrie seemed a little off the past week and he wanted to ask her about it.

When you saw someone like Carrie White, you would assume that she was constantly in a state of anxiety and depression, but Tommy has learned to pick up on little ticks she does over time. Like how lately, she’s been tugging on her hair and biting her knuckles more often, something she only does if something is really bothering her. Because of their social status in the high school hierarchy, he was never able to ask her if she was alright, so non verbal forms of communication would have to do until their weekly meetup.

There’s the way he tried to avoid letting her out of sight, and if it isn’t that, then it's the way they move around each other in natural synchronicity in the hallway, like celestial bodies that have been caught in orbit for millennia. It's the way he makes excuses to walk alone to class just to make sure she doesn’t get any trouble on the way to her own. It's the silent conversations, an inquisitive look (“You okay?”) answered by a minute nod (“All good.”). It’s everything he wishes he had done for her before his final year of high school.

He tried not to think about it. Tried not to think about how Carrie would soon be all alone again after he graduates. Tried not to think about what would happen to her when he isn’t there as her silent guardian. Tried not to think about how sad he would be without seeing her every day anymore.

Tommy slipped inside the bathroom, shutting the door as quietly as possible to avoid alerting anyone who may have been lurking around, and turned to face the rest of the space. Carrie is sitting at the sink counter on one of two stools Tommy had smuggled in there for them. She turned her head to look at him sideways, but she’s still got her nose buried in a sketchbook, which she still hasn't let him look at. He wondered what she's drawing. Maybe it's a treasure map. Or a secret code. Or that deer they saw earlier. Or him.

“The party has arrived!” Tommy has announced, his voice rebounding loudly off of the silent bathroom walls. He dropped his backpack on the floor, unlike Carrie had done, as hers was hung up on one of the hooks on the wall.

Carrie finally put her pencil down and swiveled around completely in her stool to smile at him. She doesn’t show any teeth with her grin, and it’s slightly wry, but it’s a smile nonetheless and Tommy is honored to get such a thing from her. He examined her quickly, luckily finding no new wounds from bullying, then crossed over. She hastily closed her sketchbook.

“One day,” He said. “One day I will see your masterpiece.”

Carrie gave him an apologetic look, her smile becoming a little more tight. She grabbed a nearby whiteboard to write on, but stopped when Tommy waved a hand.

“No, no,” He said. “No need for that! I’ve been doing really well in my ASL class- you can sign to me!”

Carrie looked skeptical, but Tommy doesn’t miss the flash of excitement in her warm honey eyes. It’s not often that someone understands her when she uses sign language.

“Come on, I’m smarter than I look! Don’t doubt my abilities to learn a new language!”

Carrie nodded. She held up her hands, shaking down the frayed sleeves of her shirt, and began to sign.

“What (something) we (something) today?”

Okay, maybe he wasn’t AS fluent as he thought, but Carrie looked so much more comfortable being able to sign! He could just use his context clues!

“Something very fun!” Tommy assured her. He took out his phone and turned on a playlist that they’ve been progressively adding more and more songs to (with Carrie having to write hers down and give the list to him, seeing as she didn’t own any electronics). You can tell who added what like this: if it’s Christian related or something grungy-chill, Carrie probably added it; if it has folk music vibes and/or a lot of acoustic guitars, it was probably Tommy, surprisingly enough; if it just generally sounds like it’s ripped from an indie movie, it’s kind of a toss up.

He took out the Nintendo Switch he got last Christmas next and set it up on the sink counter. Carrie tilted her head at it as if it were a peculiar flower that had just sprouted out of the porcelain countertop.

“Ever played before?” Tommy asked, although he already knew the answer.

“No. (something) I’ve seen (something) (something).”

“You’ve seen it before?” Tommy repeated, guessing just by the way Carrie had pointed to her eyes.

Carrie nodded.

“Well, now you get to play it!” Tommy beamed at her and she smiled back, but it seems a little forced. Something is definitely on her mind- he’ll have to ask once she’s a little more relaxed. “Hmm… How about Minecraft?”

“M-I-N-E-C-R-A-F-T. I’ve heard (something) (something).”

“It’s fun!” Tommy assured her, selecting the game. “Trust me, you’ll like it.” He put the controllers in her hands and she rubs her thumbs over the rubber protectors. “So the main goal is surviving,” He went on. “There's a lot of objectives actually, but surviving is always the first one. Once you get used to it, you can play in Survival mode and start making a good base and start getting tools and armor and stuff, then you can move on to other objectives. But for now you can just play in Creative. What should we name the world?”

Carrie thought for a few moments, and Tommy could practically see all the random names cycling through her brain. After a moment, she signed, “(something)”

Tommy blinked.

“One more time.”

“(something)”

“Can you fingerspell it, please?”

“V-E-N-U-S.”

“Oh! Venus! We haven’t learned planets yet.” Tommy said. “Wait- Venus?”

“V-E-N-U-S (something) (something) (something) cool place (something) live.”

Tommy laughed. “Can’t argue with that logic!” He helped Carrie type in the name and clicked through a couple of other settings before hitting “create world”. Within a few moments the world was up and running. Carrie’s character was off in no time, exploring the blocky landscape and sifting through her colorful inventory, although her movements were sporadic and jerky since it was her first time playing.

Decorating the base was by far Carrie’s favorite part. There were so many different flowers for the outside and wood types for flooring and even COLORED glass. The only thing that would make it better was if you could have animals and OH MY GOODNESS YOU COULD HAVE ANIMALS!!!!!!!!

For a moment, Tommy debated just leaving Carrie there and allowing her to design the base and play around however she wanted, but he couldn't. He was so worried that someone may waltz in and see her in the boy’s bathroom and then do something to her. Carrie being nearly drowned in one of the toilets, Carrie getting her head smashed against the sink counter, Carrie being raped, Carrie getting beaten into a bloody pulp- so many horrible scenarios forced their way into his head. Carrie getting her throat slit, Carrie getting her body stuffed in the air vent, Carrie getting sodomized with a mop stick.

Why? Why were kids so cruel to her? Why couldn’t Tommy protect her from everything? Why does he know he can’t?

There was a soft touch on his hand and he jolted out of his thoughts. Carrie flinched away, too, then signed something he couldn’t understand, but knew she was asking if he was okay by the pinched expression on her face.

“I’m okay,” He assured her. “Just thinking.”

She made the gesture of “what” and tilted her head. Then she pointed to herself.

About me?

“Yeah,” Tommy admitted.

That made Carrie’s nose scrunch up in a giggle.

“Don’t (something) S-U-E know.”

“If you think that I would cheat on my girlfriend with a fish, then you are very much wrong.” Tommy said. “What about you? What’s been on your mind?”

Carrie put the Switch controllers down and shrugged her shoulders. She began to play with the cuff of her sleeve, not really making eye contact anymore.

“Come on,” Tommy urged. “You can tell me!”

“People,” Carrie signed vaguely.

“People?” Tommy echoed. “People being rude to you?”

Carrie shrugged again, and it was clear she didn’t really want to talk about this anymore, nor did she seem to be in a mood to continue playing. Tommy packed up the Nintendo Switch and paused their shared playlist. He gave Carrie her backpack and they started to walk out of the school in mutual silence.

“Sorry,” Tommy said as they neared the parking lot. “I didn’t mean to upset you.”

Carrie shook her head, then signed, “You didn’t. Don’t worry.”

“Yeah, but-”

“Well if it isn’t praying Carrie!”

Carrie went rigid, like she had been struck by lightning. She stopped mid-step and didn’t move as a group of seniors trot over, their faces alight with mischief and cruelty.

“Ross!” One of them called. “What are you doing with this freak?”

“Is she holding you hostage?” Another guessed, casting a look at Carrie.

“I bet she’s leading him out to his car to force him to let her ride him.” A third said. The group howled with diseased laughter at that. Tommy is appalled. Carrie looked ill. “Is that it, church girl? The need for sex has finally broken into you and you’re ready to sin?”

“Back off!” Tommy growled, shoving the boy away. He put himself between him and Carrie, becoming a barricade of sorts. “Leave her alone.”

“I wonder how loud she’ll moan,” A fourth member of the group mused.

“Can she even moan?” The second wondered out loud.

“If you plowed into her hard enough I bet she’ll make some sort of sound.” The first said.

Carrie darted left and sprinted for the nearby line of trees edging the campus. Tommy glared at the group of seniors, then followed, concerned.

The darkness of the forest quickly closes around them. Carrie is fast on her feet, but Tommy was an athlete and he caught up quickly. He snagged the back of her jacket in a loose grip. They stumbled together over uneven ground and exposed tree roots until Carrie collapsed in a hollow between two moss-covered rocks. Tommy slotted himself in front of her so that she’s shielded from all sides- the rocks and Tommy forming a barrier from the world.

He said nothing. He listened to the girl’s gasping breaths and knew that it’s nothing that words can cure- not anymore. Not after years of having no one, being stabbed in the back and spoon fed lies. He closed his eyes and immersed himself in the rustling of oak leaves, the distant calls of birds, the persistent harmony of crickets.

He wondered what Carrie used to ground herself.

He wondered if she grounded herself at all.

Slowly, softly, Carrie calmed to some degree. It comes faster than Tommy expected, but he assumed that’s just because she’s grown used to the treatment she gets. She shifted, wiggling her shoes beneath Tommy’s thigh. Tommy doesn’t shift. He won’t leave until she does.

“It’s okay,” He finally whispered. “I’m here. I won’t let them hurt you.”

Carrie whimpered and made a sloppy gesture- Why?

“Because I care about you.” Tommy said. “Fuck what they think. I respect you and if they don’t, I’ll break their knees.”

He wanted to make her laugh or smile or at least stop crying, but Carrie just whimpered again. She swiveled around to face him, eyes flashing with tears.

“Why?” She signed again, sniffling miserably.

“We’re friends.” Tommy told her. “You know that, don’t you?” The look he got said that she didn’t believe it. “Come on. Tell me some things you know about me. You’d be surprised how well you know me.”

Carrie hesitated, then began to sign, “Your name is Tommy Ross.” She winced at how bland it was, but Tommy only nodded, brushing a bit of his dark brown hair out of his eyes. Carrie’s face scrunched up like she’s memorizing her timestaple in front of him, struggling to bring that gridded mess of numbers to mind.

“You’re the tallest (something) (something) everyone (something) your team,” She continued. The sky overhead is eye-wateringly blue, with crisply white cotton clouds scudding along the horizon. A light breeze shakes the leaves of a nearby oak tree that has the initials of some high school sweethearts carved into the base of its trunk. They’re a little crooked from where someone’s hand had slipped, the flat of a switchblade arcing a little too close to the bark, and making a J thicker, almost a U when you looked at it dead on.

“That’s right,” Tommy said. He knows his role here is only background noise. That’s his job, whether Carrie knows it or not, and he’s more than happy to fulfill it. He doesn’t mind being subject to the scrutiny of befriending ol’ praying Carrie because of it. Not if it’s what she needs to feel better.

“Your eyes (something) like a (something) green-brown, (something) (something) like slimy algae. You always have (something) stupid red sports jacket on. Your sneakers (something) (something) white, once upon a time.” She managed to tease him, uttering out a tiny giggle.

“What can I say, Carrie, I’m a filthy gremlin, like all boys are-” He joked, and she swatted him lightly on the arm. She bit back a laugh, and Tommy wished that she wouldn’t- Carrie tips her head back when she laughs, unabashed and on the edge of hysterical, giggling and snorting, shoulders shaking with mirth until she’s brought her gaze back down again, cheeks flushed from the exertion of being host to that much joy despite everything that she’s been through. No one holds the weight of trauma and mistreatment as heavily on their shoulders as Carrie White does- Carrieta, the library to all of those scattered instances of would-be’s-could-be’s-shouldn’t-be’s. And still, there is a smidge joy. It’s beautiful. He thought that she’s most beautiful when she’s laughing (don’t tell Sue, and if you do, make sure you let her know it’s completely platonic. but just don’t tell her at all).

“You have, like, (something) favorite red shirt, with a light brown hood on it. And S-U-E thinks it’s hideous.” Carrie continued. She’s tapping her foot against his leg, a gentle soothing gesture, and he lets her. He knew that it’s more for herself than him.

“You have a golden ring (something) onto a necklace.” Carrie signed. “But you don’t wear it (something) you think it (something) you look silly. But it’s really pretty.” Pause, and when she signed again, it wasn't about the necklace anymore. “It’s (something) (something) like having a sibling.” Pause. Carrie looked up at him with glittering eyes. “You’re Tommy Ross.”

The weight that she placed on his name makes his heart stutter, catching in his chest- the warmth that he felt towards her is almost unbearable, and he found himself grinning, mouth gone crooked in the gesture.

“I’m Tommy Ross, that’s right,” He repeated to her, as if they’re introducing themselves at some shitty college icebreaker. “And I’m not going anywhere, Carrie.” He went on, a touch of urgency in his voice- and she smiles, eyes closing, though hers are more reserved than his, somehow. There’s a tear bright in the corner of her right eye, and it traced a thin path down her face. More come. They pool at her chin, dripping off of her face, and soaking into the softness of the earth. His chest ached.

“And you’re not going anywhere,” She whispered, voice hitching a little halfway through. He swiped a thumb over her cheek, flicked the tear off into the green grass behind them.

“I’m not,” He promised. “I’m not leaving you, Carrie.” And his voice had gone soft, her name cradled gently in his mouth, like he’s afraid of breaking something precious.

#it hurts because carrie kills tommy in the musical #dont tag as ship or I WILL pee in your sink #carrie #carrie the musical #broadway kids carrie #carrie white #tommy ross #carrie fanfiction #my writing

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cryptidcalling · 4 years

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It’s finally time to talk about college Wren!! I keep mentioning it and then never making a full post, so here it is!

So, Wren did have some pretty overprotective parents, which caused him to kinda build himself a shell emotionally in order to make them happy. This lasted all through high school and even a little bit into his adult life (just barely).

Wren didn’t actually start college until he was 20, taking a gap year when he was 19. He did this for two reasons. One, he wanted to save up enough money to be able to drive all the way out to Oregon for college (he was born and raised in Wyoming). Two, he was absolutely determined to get into Oregon State University. He received a number of rejection letters over the course of that year, and every new letter he sent put more on the table. He had a new work experience, a new leadership role, he was studying even now that he was out of school to make sure he could pass any entrance exam they threw at him. It took him a lot of time and determination, but the day he finally got that acceptance letter he was overjoyed. For once at that age he was truly showing his excitement and energy without feeling the need to hide it.

So, at the beginning of of 2004 Wren moved out to Oregon. He lived on campus in the dorms, and his shell lasted for maybe a few weeks at most. He had a very kind roommate, who was getting a BA in biology to become a botanist. He and Wren still call sometimes, though not too often.

Wren himself was there to get a BA in forestry, meaning he would graduate when he turned 24. Over those 4 years Wren became a completely different person, or more accurately he stopped pretending to be one. He grew into the Wren we all know and love now. He didn’t have very many friends before this, so he basically made friends with everyone he had the chance to. Wren fit in very well. He went to TONS of bonfires and parties and all sorts of hangouts. He didn’t really have one group of friends, he was just able to naturally blend into the people around him.

However, this tactic actually made it so none of his friendships were particularly close ones. It was a quantity over quality kind of situation, and he ended up being friendly with people he didn’t know much about. This caused a number of issues, most of which involving not so nice people taking advantage of Wren’s way too niceness. Wren just assumes everyone is good, and when he came out of his shell he didn’t build any new barriers to protect himself from bad people.

Wren ended up giving a lot of people money he never got back, getting roped into giving people free rides, would sometimes be the one to pay for an entire outing, and had multiple unwanted romantic/sexual advances which he had to decline. In many cases this caused the advancer call him a tease/flirt/accuse him of leading them on. It would leave Wren feeling extremely guilty, and if they still wanted to talk to him after that he would often over correct the mistake he hadn’t even made. Thankfully, Wren never ever accepted any advances from guilt or obligation.

Also thankfully, Wren did have plenty of good people who would stand up for him and help him out. For every bad person there were 5 good people ready to help. Wren never really vented or anything like that, but even if they didn’t really know how bad he was feeling they would make him feel better. They would invite him out with them, do study groups together, etc naturally, and that did wonders to bring Wren’s spirits back up.

Wren had 2 significant others in college. One was a man about the same age as Wren who had VERY similar vibes and interest to Wren. They went camping together over breaks or on weekend if they were both free, they would go to bonfires together, and he actually taught Wren how to play guitar. They had amazing chemistry except for one little problem; his boyfriend was super pretentious. He wanted attention from everyone around them, and he rarely gave the attention back to Wren. He was the type of guy who talked about how no one truly understood his mind, how he had found true enlightenment, and would give out flyers to his gigs or CDs/tapes of his music when no one had asked for them. He often times came off as insulting to Wren. Wren has never been the brightest bulb, even when he glows with all of his might. He would talk about having to “teach Wren the truth of the universe” and having to “turn Wren away from the rest of the flock so he would stop being a follower.” He was the type who loudly and openly proclaimed that he was a starchild.

Overall he wasn’t a bad person, he just had an inflated image of his own intelligence and importance. He and Wren actually did get along really well, and he made Wren very happy. In the end, he was the one to break up with Wren. He did it in an odd, backwards way, talking about how Wren was “really just the type who followed the mold” and how he couldn’t change that. He didn’t say it in a mean way, he seemed to be being genuine. He had liked Wren, but believed that he had somehow needed to “enlighten” him in order for them to truly be together. He had thought he could do that naturally, via encouraging Wren to change instead of forcing him to, but that just wasn’t going to work.

Wren was understandably heart broken. He felt like it was somehow his fault, that he should have been able to change for that guy. For weeks he felt like he had been wasting that guy’s time by not being able to be what he had wanted. Eventually he was able to move on, and though he doesn’t feel guilty anymore he does still worry about wasting potential S/Os time.

The other was a woman he met in his last year of school. Unlike his previous relationship, she was very different from him. She was getting a degree in economics, and was incredibly business minded. She was a numbers type, and was very much a leader. They still got along on plenty of things, and they could actually have decently serious conversations about conservation and the importance of both hunting and fish/game regulations. They went out a lot, going to shows and cheap restaurants, or even just simple walks around campus. They were a good contrast. She helped Wren keep a more level head, and would watch out for him when it came to bad friendships and poor decisions regarding them. Wren made sure she didn’t dive to far into her classes that she got overwhelmed, and he was a wonderful source of optimism for her.

Technically, Wren was the one who broke up with her, though they both consider it a mutual breakup. They were fine and happy in college, but their life plans really didn’t match up. Wren was a man who was happy to work a low paying job out in the mountains, wanting nothing more than to be in nature and to enjoy the planet. She had the mind and heart of a business woman, wanting to move to the city and start her own company. In the end, they couldn’t find a way to make thins work out where they would both be happy. Wren was the one to finally admit that things probably weren’t going to work, and though it hurt she agreed. It was hard, but it was the best for the both of them.

Soon after their breakup they both graduated and went on their separate ways. Wren spent about a year and a half just traveling. He wanted to see places, experience all sorts of things. It was like one really long, incredibly cheap road trip. He did odd jobs to keep the cash coming in, but really all he did was explore. When he was 26 Wren finally settled down in West Virginia, getting a job as a park ranger and finally finding the place that was truly, perfectly right for him. Ten years later and he’s still there as the Wren we all know today.

#HOOO this in loooooong jimny crimny #I hope it's not too long winded!!!!#long post #<- in case the read more isnt working #wren tag #if you have questions lmk!!

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olicitysecretsanta · 5 years

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Moderate Hike - Fic gift for icannotbelieveiamhere

Title: Moderate Hike

Olicity Secret Santa 2018 gift for @icannotbelieveiamhere by @laureningall.

One of your requests was something set after Season 3 where Oliver and Felicity were navigating their relationship. I decided to write about what might have happened after they drove off into the sunset, how they ended up hiking the Pacific Coast Trail (one of the pics of their travels that we see at the start of Season 4).

The title of the fic comes from a running joke in my family that any hike listed as ‘moderate’ is really quite challenging if you don’t hike all the time. I hope you enjoy some Olicity fluff and happiness (which, let’s face it, is really all I ever write) with a few small peeks into the conflict that I assume was simmering beneath the surface in their new relationship. Happy Holidays to you and your family.

Summary: “… Remember, you selected the trail, didn’t you say it was a moderate hike?” Oliver is excited to have finally escaped all of his Green Arrow responsibilities as he and Felicity head off on an adventure. As they spend time together as Oliver and Felicity - not the Green Arrow and his tech support, it’s uncharted territory.

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Oliver expertly downshifted the Porsche as he pulled off the road into the dusty parking lot of Outdoor World, a large camping and outfitting store just off the side of the highway. He was overjoyed that he was finally going to have Felicity all to himself. He had forgotten how much he enjoyed the buzz of her constant stream of consciousness and frequent babbling that filled the air. On the flip side, Oliver was also going to enjoy silencing her with his lips.

“This looks like a good place to pick up what we need.”

“Are you sure that a hike and camping is the best idea. You do remember who I am?”

“Fel-i-ci-ty, you’ll be fine. Remember, you selected the trail, didn’t you say it was a moderate hike?”

“Oliver, not all of us have recently been through the League of Assassins Nanda Parbat edition boot-camp. I am up for some hiking, and some camping, I think, well hopefully I won’t trip and fall off the side of a mountain.”

He reached for her hand to reassure her, “you’ve got nothing to worry about Felicity, I’ll be right there, all the time.”

Oliver hopped out of the car and ran around to open Felicity’s door. “Oliver, no need to spoil me with all this attention,” said Felicity as she moved to exit the car. He boxed her in, “maybe I like spoiling you, maybe I just needed to steal another kiss.”

Felicity closed her eyes and puckered her lips, waiting for his kiss. He smiled and leaned in to plant a loud, wet smack on her lips. Next he grabbed her hand and laced her fingers with his own to head into the store.

About an hour later Oliver watched from across the store as Felicity circled an ever increasing pile of camping gear. They had already picked out a small tent, sleeping bags, hiking boots, along with socks, backpacks, walking sticks, and per Josh at the register a large selection of colorful moisture-wicking layers for the temperature changes expected with the variety of altitudes on the trail. If Oliver didn’t know better, the guy helping Felicity was flirting with her, standing way too close for his liking.

Just as he was about to head over to the register to stake his claim he was interrupted by an athletic looking girl stepping into his personal space, “can I help you with anything?”

“I’m Sierra, I see you’re picking out snacks and meals. I’ve tried most of our offerings so I’d be happy to give you a personal recommendation.”

Oliver groaned, he hoped he was broadcasting the vibes of a very content and taken boyfriend.

Wait, was he Felicity’s boyfriend? The label seemed childish after all they had been through to finally be together.

“No thanks, Sierra, I’m set, I was just about to bring this over to the register to check out.”

The motivated salesperson reached her hand out to help Oliver carry some of the meal packs and bags of trail mix that were precariously stacked in his arms, “here, let me help you.”

Reflexively Oliver took a huge step back and batted away her hand. The sudden movement caused him to lose his grip on all of the provisions in his arms and he watched them tumble to the floor.

Turning toward the noise, Felicity moved to help him pick up the packets off the floor. “Mountain House Beef Stroganoff, sounds a bit fancy, and here I thought I was the clumsy one Oliver. I think we have enough food, we’ll only be hiking for two days.”

Sierra was undeterred by Felicity’s arrival on the scene and continued to lurk at Oliver’s side. He quickly moved to usher Felicity and the items to the checkout.

“Are you sure we need all of this, just for a hike?” asked Felicity. “Luckily the tab is being picked up by Palmer Tech. I hope Ray won’t mind.”

Oliver came up behind Felicity, slipping his arms around her waist, “Looks about right to me. But I don’t think you’ll need all those layers Felicity. I’ll be keeping you warm.”

She turned in his embrace, “This is going to take some getting used to. I mean I’m usually warm-natured most of the time and you are a furnace - especially without your shirt - just so hot…”

Oliver looked up to catch the eye of the young man behind the register who gulped with realization that he probably shouldn’t have been flirting with the girl in the embrace of the man with the enormous biceps.

Reading his name tag Oliver replied, “Josh, thanks again for your help.”

Josh choked out, “happy to help, Sir,” shifting to an all-business tone, “do you guys need a place to stay before you start your hike?”

Felicity chimed in, “I guess so, it is pretty late in the day. What do you think?”

Oliver stroked his hand up her arm and paused to squeeze her shoulder, “yeah, definitely, sleeping in a real bed sounds like a good plan.”

Sierra approached the counter from behind, “you should check out the Crystal Lake Lodge, it’s just 5 miles up the highway. Tell Emma I sent you, she’ll get you a great room with a view of the mountains.”

Felicity responded, “thanks, we’ll check it out.”

Oliver and Felicity quickly loaded their camping haul into the back seat and hopped back into the car. He paused to pull the receipt out of his pocket, and noticed that Sierra had scrawled her name - with a cute heart above the letter “i” and her phone number at the bottom of the receipt. He crumpled the paper and opened the window as he peeled out of the gravel parking lot, tossing the ball of paper into the cloud of dust.

“What was that?” asked Felicity.

“Nothing I needed,” he answered.

The flirty salesperson had gotten one thing right, the Crystal Lake Lodge had been a perfect choice. The picturesque craftsman home surrounded by various barns and outbuildings looked straight out of a movie, complete with a view of the snowy peaks of the Cascades in the distance.

“How many nights will you be staying?” asked Emma, one of the proprietors of the lodge.

“Just one, we plan to head out early tomorrow. We’re going to hike some of the Pacific Coast Trail,” Oliver replied.

“Sounds like the perfect thing for newlyweds. The trail is so beautiful this time of year.”

Oliver was speechless, “umm, thanks.”

After arriving at their room, Oliver kicked off his shoes and flopped down on the bed. Felicity insisted that he rest while she brought up the last of their camping stockpile from the car. He sat up with a groan to protest but then quickly relented and laid back down, sinking into the fluffy softness of the four poster bed. Within moments he was asleep.

He felt lips on his check, a cool hand on his forehead. “Oh Oliver, you must be so worn out. Honey, I need to you move so I can help you get you under the blankets.’

Where am I? I must be dreaming. I’ve got to wake up so I can get ready for the trip to Star City. I need to save my city.

He could smell her lavender shampoo. Yup, dreaming. Please let me enjoy this moment a little longer…

Oliver opened his eyes to see the late afternoon sun streaming in through the window and Felicity hovering above him, stroking his hair.

“Did I fall asleep?”

Felicity laughed, “yes you did Mister, ‘I’m not tired, let me unload the car.’” She leaned over to plant a chaste kiss on his lips, “go back to sleep, I’ll check with Emma downstairs about where we can grab some dinner.”

She turned to leave, but Oliver grabbed her arm and pulled her back down on the bed.

“Hi,” he whispered.

“Hi.”

Oliver smiled, “I’m really not tired, and I would love some company,” as he rolled them over with practiced finesse and hovered above Felicity.

Felicity squeaked, “Oliver, we need to be quiet, this is an old house with very thin walls.”

“I think you’re the one that needs to work on staying quiet if last night, and this morning is any indication.”

Felicity narrowed her eyes and leaned up to nip his neck. It was Oliver’s turn to yelp. “See, you need to be quiet too.”

“I’m happy.”

Felicity paused to take in his goofy grin, “I’m happy too. I never thought I’d be here, with you, ever, especially when a few days ago when I was about to slip unconscious in that dungeon in Nanda Parbat. I never thought I’d see you, well or anybody ever again.”

Oliver sat up and pulled Felicity along with him, “Felicity, I’m so sorry…”

“Stop with the apologies. I know you did what you thought was best, but next time, consider talking it through with me. Maybe we could have found another way, together.”

He nuzzled his face up into her neck, “you’re too good to me, Felicity. I don’t deserve you.”

Felicity pulled back again, brows furrowed, “You deserve to be happy, you deserve to be loved. I love you. How about if I let you show me how much you love and deserve me?”

Oliver’s expression turned serious as he studied her face as he pondered her words. Felicity stilled waiting for him to respond. He lowered himself from his arms to settle against her body. His kiss was demanding and powerful. Soon Felicity grabbed at the hem of his shirt, lifting it upward. He released her long enough to pull the shirt over his head and then pulled her up so that he could do the same with hers.

Oliver moved his lips to her neck and worked his way up to her ear to say, “Felicity, hold onto me tight.”

“Would you suggest I do that in a completely non-platonic way?” she laughed.

He captured her mouth again, feeling her smile into the kiss as the fell back against the bed.

>>>>> Early the following morning >>>>>

Oliver and Felicity were up early the next morning and followed the delightful aroma of coffee and freshly baked muffins down the stairs into the sunny dining room of the inn.

Felicity grabbed a table tucked into the the bay window and pulled out her table to pull up the maps of their planned hike. Oliver soon returned with a tray laden with steaming coffee, muffins and fruit.

“Nectar of the Gods,” exclaimed Felicity after taking a long sip from her coffee. “I’m not sure I can live without this for even a few days.”

“Remember we got instant coffee. I don’t dare let you, well me, suffer your caffeine withdrawal, that would be dangerous,” he added as he reached out to grab a muffin.

Emma approached their table with a fresh pot of coffee and topped off both their cups. She spied the trail maps on Felicity’s tablet, “Oliver tells me you two are headed to the Pacific Coast Trail, the weather looks perfect. Have you packed enough warm clothes?”

“I hope so,” Felicity chimed in, “Seemed like we bought out their entire stock at Outdoor World, but what would I know, I’m from Vegas. Never hiked, although there were places to hike…”

Oliver grinned and leaned over to kiss her cheek, “Felicity is new to hiking, and camping Emma.”

“Where are you picking up the trail?”

“We’re thinking to start at Chinook pass and head north toward Crown Point, and see where we go from there.”

“Excellent choice. Great views of Mt Rainier. Are you going to park at the Chinook pass trailhead?”

“Yes, we’ll head north and then hike back.”

“How about if you leave your belongings and your car here. Chuck can drop you off and then you can call us to pick you up when you get back.”

Felicity chimed in, “you don’t have to do that. We can leave the car in the parking lot, that’s what the trail guide suggested.”

Emma stood firm and placed her hand on Felicity’s shoulder, “I insist. We do it for our guests all the time. This way I’ll get to see you again before you head on to the next part of your adventure, Europe, wasn’t it.”

Oliver responded, “Europe, well Italy is one of the places on the list. Thanks Emma, that would be very helpful. We’ll take you up on your offer.”

“But Oliver, we really shouldn’t impose…” added Felicity.

“No worries dear,” said Emma and she was off to greet another table of guests and fill up their coffee mugs.

Felicity’s phone buzzed with an alert. She frowned at the phone.

Thea Queen: Felicity - are you there??? I need a HUGE favor.

She turned the phone over and went back to enjoying her coffee. The phone buzzed two more times with text alerts.

Thea Queen: Come on, you just posted a picture of your muffin on Instagram.

Thea Queen: PLEAAASSSEEE

Felicity frowned again as she read the messages but typed a quick response.

Felicity Smoak: Hi Thea, what do you need?

Thea Queen: Some remote tech support, no rush, but don’t you still have remote access to your babies?

Felicity Smoak: Okay, I’ll check in with you when we get back from our hike - in a few days - and see if I can help.

Thea Queen: Hike???? Love You <3

Within the hour Oliver and Felicity had filled their packs and moved their suitcases to the storage room behind the reception desk.

Oliver hovered over his phone scrolling through real estate listings from Ivy Town.

This one looks perfect. Open concept with a kitchen fit for a master chef. Three bedrooms and a expansive fenced yard. Lovely suburban community with excellent schools, parks and amenities.

He completed the interest form and pressed SEND.

“Ready to go guys?” questioned Chuck. “The pickup’s out front. Stow your packs in the bed and hop in. I’m just getting my refill before we go.”

“Chuck, do you have a travel mug? I’d be happy to go fill that with coffee for you,” added Felicity.

He laughed and moved around the reception desk to pull his wife Emma into a bear hug and plant a loud smooch on her lips, “now that’s just the top off I needed.”

Oliver looked over at Felicity as she studied the map on her tablet. He could see it, them still together, twenty or more years in the future. He’d knew he’d be just like Chuck and take every possible opportunity to kiss his… girlfriend.

After a short drive up the highway, Chuck pulled into the parking lot at the trailhead. He helped them pull their packs out of the bed of the truck and then was off with a wave out his window calling, “have fun and call when you need to be picked up.”

The trail rose quickly and they moved into a forest of fir trees, and they could see a lake through the trees.

Oliver breathed in the fresh scent of the fir trees, “It smells like Christmas.” He looked back to see Felicity, face flushed and small tendrils of hair escaping from her trademark ponytail.

“Is it too soon to ask when we can take a break? If this is a moderate hike, I don’t want to know what would be considered hard.”

“We’re in no rush, but I think if you can make it around the lake and up the next slope we’ll have some beautiful views.”

Felicity brushed the hair out of her face and moved to quicken her pace to catch up with Oliver. The pair circled the lake and crossed a small bridge over a stream. The trail turned up another slope and Oliver could have sworn he heard a groan from Felicity.

“I’m sorry for complaining. This really is spectacular Oliver. I’m just obviously very out of shape.”

Oliver paused and waited for her to catch up with him. “You’ve got this. See, just up there,” pointing to the crest ahead, “we’ll stop there to rest and then find a place to camp, while it’s still light.”

Upon reaching the top of the slope Felicity pulled off her back and plunked down on side of the dusty trail.

“I made it. This looks like a perfect place to camp.” The open meadow was filled with blooming flowers bright in the summer sunshine.

“Felicity, we can rest here, eat a snack, but we need to move off the trail to camp.”

“What do you mean, move off the trail?” Felicity frowned.

“Let’s eat first and then we’ll find a place to camp.” Oliver handed her a bag of trail mix and a bottle of water.

“My hero.”

>>>>>

“Do you think we could take a selfie, with the mountains in the background? I think we should send a picture to Thea, and maybe John. As long as I send it, not you. He might not open the message… sorry.”

“I know that John has every reason to be angry with me. It’s a miracle you’re still speaking to me,” he added kissing her forehead. “Sure, I bet we can take a selfie.”

The first picture was blurry as Oliver tickled Felicity mid photo. Felicity’s eyes were closed in the next two. The last one was the best of the bunch, but you could hardly see the panoramic mountain view behind them.

“Hey there, I could take your picture,” called a hiker that obviously seen their multiple selfie attempts as he approached on the trail.

The lanky man approached, “Hi, I’m Jay, I’d be happy to take your picture. I’m waiting for my girlfriend Megan to catch up with me anyway. She’s not much of a hiker.”

Felicity rolled her eyes and looked at Oliver who was at a loss for words.

“That would be great Jay, I’m Oliver and this is my…”

“Felicity, his Felicity,” she paused. “Thanks for your help with the photo.”

Felicity handed him her phone and moved to Oliver’s side, sliding her arm around his waist.

“You guys should take off your backpacks for the picture, then I can get more of the view into the photos.” Felicity set hers on the ground and moved next to Oliver.

A few minutes later they had a number of pictures in various poses with the mountain backdrop. Jay handed the phone back to Oliver and turned to continue his hike.

“Thanks Jay,” said Oliver, “enjoy your hike.”

Soon a young woman appeared over the edge of the hill, breathing heavily as she approached. “Hi Jay, thanks for waiting for me sweetie. Can we sit for a minute?”

“No Meghan, we need to get moving to make our campsite before dark. Are you remembering to tighten your glutes?”

“You’ve got to be kidding me.Tighten my glutes,” Megan yells down the trail at her wayward hiking partner.

“Bye, nice to meet you,” called Felicity as the pair dropped out of sight down the trail.

“What is with that guy, tighten your glutes?” questioned Felicity, “wait, is that something I should be doing?”

Oliver could only laughed as he helped her put her pack back on her shoulders. “No, its not, and besides, I like your glutes just the way they are.”

They hiked a good distance from the trail to set up camp for the night. Oliver quickly set up the tent and cleared a spot nearby to set up their camp stove. Before long he was presenting Felicity with a warm bowl of food.

“This is really good Oliver. Did the League of Assassins offer cooking lessons in between all the sparring and the well, killing?”

“No, these are pre-packaged, with instructions,” as Oliver held up the empty package, “didn’t seem that hard to me.”

“You must have the cooking gene. Wait, did you even cook for yourself growing up?”

“Again, no. Raisa did most of the cooking. What about you?”

“I order take out.”

“I just know that we’ll definitely need a huge kitchen in our house…”

Felicity froze mid-mouthful, “Yeah, sounds good. Do we have anything sweet for dessert?”

They both returned to eating their dinner and worked silently to clean up and get ready to settle in for the night.

While comfortable for sleeping, the tent and sleeping back situation proved challenging for a couple interested in more than just snuggling for warmth. Attempting to have sex while the slick sleeping bags shifted back and forth on the sleeping pad was daunting but doable. Both Oliver and Felicity took turns groaning, not in pleasure, but in pain as their backs came in contact with various tree roots that grew in an extensive network under where they had placed their tent.

>>>>>

Between the driving rain and dark and ominous skies it was hard to follow the trail that snaked along the rocky outcrop. The wind drove the rain sideways and howled in their ears.

“Felicity, keep up.”

“I’m trying not to fall, slow down.”

“We need to find shelter.”

“Can’t we turn back.”

“Too late…”

A loud crash drew Oliver’s attention and her turned to helplessly watch Felicity dodge a torrent of rocks and mud that rained down around her head. Instinctively his hand thrust forward to reach for her hand, but slipped and Felicity continue to careen forward. He stepped towards her again to hook his hand under her arm and lift her back to her feet.

“I’ve got you.You’re okay.”

Oliver held onto her tightly and moved aside so she could pass by and walk in front of him, his hand firmly on the strap of her backpack for support. The pair found their way to a opening in the rock face that provided enough space for them to get out from the wind and rain. Oliver pulled out an emergency blanket from his pack to cover them both.

Felicity broke the growing silence, “I feel like we should have spent more time planning this trip. You overestimated my ability.”

“I’m sorry Felicity, I don’t know how we ended up on this trail, and then the storm came up so fast. I feel like I’ve been waiting forever to get away, with you, I’ve dreamed about this for a long time.”

“You dreamed about getting trapped on the side of the mountain in a freak storm…”

Oliver laughed, “Yes, wasn’t that your dream too. You know how I love falling off mountains.”

>>>>>

The skies cleared as the sun set and soon their view was filled with a multitude of stars.

“Wow, look at that view. Kind of makes up for the whole taking the wrong trail, almost falling down the side of the mountain, getting caught in a storm, doesn’t it.”

Oliver snuggled closer to Felicity, “mmhmm.”

The trip back down the rocky trail was much easier the following morning without the pounding rain, dark skies and howling winds at their back. Once at the trailhead they were able to get a cell signal to call Chuck back at the lodge for pickup. Soon they would be on their way to Italy.

>>>>> Present Day - Star City >>>>>

Their lives never did quite seem to settle down. One week Oliver is getting released from prison and then next a mad man had changed everyone’s destiny. Oliver was the Flash and Barry was the Green Arrow. Luckily Oliver had saved the day again. After a heartfelt conversation they’d fallen back into their lives with a new found understanding and respect for each other, and their love.

Felicity heard the shower turn off in the bathroom as she bent down to open up a sealed box sitting beside their dresser. She unwrapped the framed photo at the top of the box to reveal the picture they took during their hike of the Pacific Coast Trail.

“We’ve come along way since then.”

Felicity placed the frame on the dresser and moved to pick up another one from the box. Soon she had unpacked a selection of photos from their travels, one of her and William and another of her and Oliver from their wedding reception.

Oliver approached in silence stopping just behind her to look over her shoulder at the array of photos.

“Looks great.”

Felicity jumped at his voice and clutched her chest, lurching backward into Oliver’s wet and very naked body.

“I see that your ninja skills are still quite intact. Please announce your presence or learn to stomp your feet - my heart can’t take it. You’re wet, and naked.”

“I thought you liked me wet and naked. Your words, not mine,” as he wrapped his arms more firmly around her waist. “That generally happens when you take a shower Felicity.”

“I do love you wet and naked, in the shower, preferably with me. Not using me as a towel to dry off.”

“Your fault - I did offer for you to join me. Then we’d both we naked, and wet,” he chucked.

Oliver glanced at the photos on the dresser, “We’ve come a long way from those two people in that photo.”

“We look happy.”

“We were happy, but it doesn’t compare to what I feel now Felicity. Just like I said, love is too small a word Felicity.”

“You’re right. We have grown and evolved,” she turned in his arms to poke him in the chest, “and you especially Mister have finally learned the lesson that neither of us should keep secrets from each other.”

“Felicity, I’m not so sure I should have told you about what happened in that, what did you call it, astral plane, with the Monitor.”

“Oliver, we’ll find another way. You should get dressed so we can pick William up at the airport.”

Felicity headed to the closet to get her shoes but Oliver grabbed her arm and pulled her back to sit next to him on the side of their bed.

Oliver smiled and nuzzled her neck, “how much time before we leave for the airport?”

Felicity laughed and pushed him back onto the bed, “enough, in fact, all the time in the world.”

>>>>>

#arrow #olicity #olicity fic #olicity secret santa 2018 #submission

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peace-coast-island · 4 years

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Diary of a Junebug

Jazz bands, food stands, and cherry blossoms

Happy Floral Festival and the Coloratura Jazz Band - two big things that led to one super fun night!

This year, our camp had the honor of hosting the Happy Floral Festival. I still can’t believe that out of all the camps, villages, and islands out there, the committee selected us! For that, I have to thank Isabelle and Tom Nook because I’m pretty sure that we wouldn’t have made the list if it wasn’t for them.

Setting up the festival was an exciting and daunting task. Along with setting up the stands and displays, we have to make arrangements for things like music, vendors, etc. This year, the Coloratura Jazz Band fronted the festival, this being the third time in five years they’ve been a part of the festivities. So having them around to help set things up was super helpful - plus it’s nice to catch up with some familiar faces I haven’t seen in a while.

The newest member of the jazz band is none other than Sapphire. She joined the group a couple months ago as a pianist, which she says she wouldn’t have gotten in without Mabel and Kelly- two old high school friends who have been in the band for a couple years now.

Being part of something big and fancy like the Coloratura Jazz Band isn’t something that Sapphire aimed for and she confesses that she feels a bit like an outsider compared to other musicians but at the same time it feels right. Sapphire’s the kind of person who just wants to be - not that she doesn’t have any goals or ambitions in mind, but she doesn’t want to feel like she has to compete in order to justify her existence.

Mabel was the one who suggested that Sapphire audition for the newly vacated position. She, Sapphire, and Kelly were in the high school jazz band back in the day - Mabel on saxophone and mallets, Kelly on flute and percussion, and Sapphire on piano. While Mabel and Kelly continue to pursue music in college on a professional level, Sapphire turned to other interests. She posts piano covers on social media and occasionally plays at the Jazz Lounge Cafe, but other than that, Sapphire’s been busy trying out other things.

Like her roomie Steven, music’s one of those things that Sapphire always finds herself gravitating back to even though it’s not as big or prominent in her life as it used to be. As Steven once said, as much as he enjoys making music and how much it’s shaped his life, he doesn’t want to build his identity solely around that. To do so would be setting up a trap for himself as he's went through a tough time in his life where he couldn’t make music, which led to a cycle of depression and self doubt. And when you’re going through something rough, the last thing you need is an identity crisis.

Having gone through an experience similar to Steven’s after the death of her best friend, it’s no surprise that Sapphire feels that way about music too. Unlike Steven, Mabel, and Kelly, Sapphire’s not a prolific musician who is looking to challenge herself or show off her chops to a wide audience - she just wants to enjoy playing the piano. She doesn’t feel the need to strive to be on top nor does she wants to prove herself to a bunch of strangers by pretending to vibe with something she’s not really feeling.

With Mabel and later Kelly, Steven, and Spencer suggesting that she give the Coloratura Jazz Band a go, Sapphire decided why not? Truth was she’s been going through a bit of a slump so she needed a pick me up. Getting into a big name jazz band seemed like a long shot for someone like her so she figured that even if she didn’t get in, at least she’d have something to do for a while.

And in an unexpected turn of events, Sapphire was called back for another audition. Then another, and a final one after that. How or why they chose her over several other more qualified musicians is something she’s not gonna question. After all, this is the Coloratura Jazz Band we’re talking about!

Mabel’s been with the band since last year and she’s been loving it. She’s got an interesting story - a childhood that she barely survived, family tragedies, and an incredible will to live. Despite everything she’s been through, Mabel still retains her optimistic and bubbly personality.

Having spent most of her childhood on the edge of death battling leukemia, it’s no wonder why Mabel lives every day like it’s her last. She’s the kind of person who leaves a lasting impression on you, even if you’ve only known her for a short time. Now when I see glitter I immediately associate it with Mabel.

While her future remained uncertain for most of her life, one thing Mabel found as a constant source of happiness was music. Her mom first taught her how to play the guitar, which Mabel picked up quickly. It wasn’t long until Mabel was giving performances at the hospital lounge on the floor she pretty much grew up in. Later she learned how to play the piano, drums, bass, and saxophone.

Tragedy struck when she was eleven and her parents were killed in a car accident. Her family was planning to go on a vacation with the money she received from the Falling Star Foundation when Mabel fell ill. They were planning to visit their summer home, which they haven’t been to in years since Mabel’s diagnosis. After experiencing two relapses, Mabel wanted nothing more than to go to a cabin that took her back to simpler times. With the place being abandoned for a long time, it was in need of fixing up, which was what Mabel wanted to use her Falling Star money for. At Mabel’s insistence, they went on the trip but insisted on only spending one week at the cabin instead of two as planned.

Her parents died on the way back home while her brother hung on for a few more days. Mabel was allowed to stay by her brother’s side until the very end, holding hands from their hospital beds. Losing her family was a devastating blow for Mabel, especially in her weakened state, but she wasn’t going to let that bring her down.

By some miracle, Mabel beat the odds. Through sheer willpower, the memories of her family, and the support of her aunt and uncle who took her in, Mabel hung on. As soon as she was strong enough, Mabel went through an experimental chemo trial that was super risky but paid off in the end. While it brought her time, the risk of another relapse was imminent so she was also being prepped for a bone marrow transplant as soon as a donor came through.

It wouldn’t be for another couple years until they found a compatible donor for Mabel. By then it was the third time Mabel had been told that she was getting the transplant, only for things to fall through at the last minute the first two times. After a long and difficult recovery, the worst was finally behind her.

Since then, Mabel’s been making the most out of her life. From writing songs, making glitter confetti bombs, taking classes at Seashore Path, putting together cute care packages and sing alongs for pediatric cancer patients, performing in theatre and with the jazz band, taking on karaoke bars by storm, tending to her family’s garden, and spending summers as a counselor at Camp Constellation, things are never dull when Mabel’s around.

Kelly’s been with the Coloratura for almost three years now, so I guess you can say she’s a professional flautist. She’s been playing since middle school and later picked up percussion as well as guitar, piano, and viola. Along with being section leader in the jazz band - a position she landed earlier this year - Kelly’s also involved with Rosegale Theatre as an intern and Asian Represents! as a volunteer. Along with juggling classes at Hollywood U she runs a channel called sillypanda where she posts flute covers, livestreams, and a day in the life vlogs.

I don’t know how she keeps up with everything, but Kelly manages to make it work. She helped us a lot when we were setting up for the festival, arriving about a day before the rest of the band came. Like I said, hosting the Happy Floral Festival’s a daunting task, and if it wasn’t for Kelly, I wouldn’t know what I was doing half the time. No wonder everyone wants her to help set up events!

The festival was a lot of fun! The biggest highlights were the Coloratura Jazz Band’s performance and the Happy Bouquet ceremony that followed. Being showered by flower petals while a jazz band plays on underneath a moonlit sky and surrounded by good company - what more can you ask for? The concert and ceremony were a little over an hour and a half, though honestly it felt like it flew by.

Tonight’s the kind of night where time kinda stretches yet flies by at the same time. Like you’re fully aware that you’re living out a memory that you’ll remember for years to come. It’s the kind of feeling that brings on mixed emotions - joy for feeling like you’re on top of the world, and melancholy for these moments aren’t meant to last. There’s nothing you can really do about it other than just living for the present.

It was nice catching up with friends like Katie and Sapphire as well as getting to know Mabel and Kelly. From admiring various floral displays to trying all the food stands, it’s no wonder why the Happy Floral Festival is such a big deal! Like how Sapphire can’t believe she’s part of the Coloratura Jazz Band, I find it hard to believe that the camp was selected to host a festival. Even though the festivities have ended, I’m still not over it.

In between the fun moments of hanging out with friends, trying all kinds of foods, and dancing to the jazz band, the quiet moments were just as nice. Aside from the ceremony and concert, I think the biggest highlight for me was taking a moonlit stroll with Daisy Jane and collecting stray flowers carried by the breeze that came our way.

When I’m with Daisy Jane, it feels like we're the only ones in the world, ready to take on anything that comes our way. It’s one of these moments that make me wish that nights like this would last forever.

#animal crossing #animal crossing pocket camp #Diary of a Junebug #headcanon ramble

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Tiberius Makes Friends! Jax...Plays with Kittens:Part Three

After driving for an hour and a half with nothing but music from Jax’s CD collection to break the silence, the duo finally arrived. Tiberius had imagined that they were going to arrive at a large park full of hundreds of people and he would have to stand in front of all them, give a speech about how what happened to his leg, and then they would sit him in a corner with all the other disabled kids and give them some toys shaped like bees to play with. However, what lay before them seemed to be anything but.

The off-road truck had pulled up in front of several log cabins that were surrounded by forest. There was a couple of teenage shifters standing around wearing camp counselor shirts and talking, but there really wasn’t anyone else around. Tiberius assumed they must all be inside because it was a fairly large expanse of land. there were about 3 buildings equally spaced from one another in the shape of a triangle and the two in the back had large signs on the saying GIRLS and BOYS. The cabin in the front had no sign on it, but as Jax turned off the car, he sent Tiberius a wry grin and opened his door, motioning for the younger boy to do the same.

Doing as he was told, Tiberius opened the door as Jax came around and slid an arm behind him, as well as an arm under his legs, and lifted him out of the car. The teenagers had, of course, noticed that they had arrived and all but one quickly jogged off into what seemed to be the main building. Jax lowered Tiberius to the ground, allowing him to stand on his good leg first and supporting him until he was stable as the remaining teen approached the two.

The boy appeared to be in his mid-to-late teens and incredibly apprehensive. He also had white hair and a small dainty nose that was slightly upturned. That along with the fact that his ears twitched every time he breathed, Jax could safely assume that he was a rabbit shifter, a cute one at that. Jax locked the car remotely and started to walk towards the counselor as Tiberius watched on, hastily grabbing his backpack and lunch box out of the car before the older man shut the door. Tiberius couldn't hear what the two spoke of, but he did catch the unusual glances that Jax kept giving the teen. He recognized the way Jax looked at him, simply because it was the was the same way slave masters looked at slaves at an auction; like meat. How strange. He'd have to ask Jax about it later.

Tiberius didn't have a chance to continue his thoughts, though, because a tall, older lady with a nice smile walked out of the main building and called out to the group, waving excitedly. Tiberius cheerily waved back, wanting to make a good impression. "Hi!"

Jax merely nodded at her, seeming to know who she was, and continued to steal glances at the teen before looking away and addressing his friend. When the lady reached the group, she opened her arms to Jax, clearly expecting a hug.

"Jax! How are you? Long time, no see, you frickin' hermit."

Jax sighed irritably, giving her a quick one-sided squeeze to indulge her before stepping out of it.

"For good reason, Tabitha. You exhaust me, as do most children. Tiberius being the exception."

The lady who appeared to be named Tabitha laughed and walked over to Tiberius, who was standing near Jax and crouched down slightly so that she was able to look him in the eye and opened her arms as well.

"You must be Tiberius, huh? The man of honor today!"

Tiberius grinned at her and blushed, secretly enjoying the attention and used his cane to step forward, leaning on it heavily as he gave her an awkward hug back. Tabitha squeezed him tightly and Tiberius immediately felt safe within her arms. Looking up close, she smelt of elderberries and she had smile lines that gave away her age; but, he had no idea how old she actually was. Tiberius quickly righted himself and took a small step back, as much as his bad leg would allow him to and realized that he was getting excited. Speaking up shyly, Tiberius pointed at the large cabin in front, from which she had emerged, "Is that where everyone else is?"

"Yeap," she eagerly replied. "We've got a pretty good turnout today, around 15 people, which is a lot more than normal, but that just means that you can meet everyone today. Most of our kids don't show up to every single bug collecting day we have every single week, but I told them last week you were coming and they're all pretty excited to meet you! Bug collecting is not something that I find many students interested in, especially at your age. I feel lucky to have so many of you guys here, even if you only attend once because no matter what, you will leave with a better understanding and appreciation of the etymological world."

Tabitha finished with a bright smile and held out her hand to lead him inside and Tiberius's eyes widened in wonder. He excitedly looked over to Jax, asking for permission. The older man gave him a gentle grin and a nod of confirmation, giving Tiberius all he needed and he placed his hand within hers, feeling as though he was Dorothy, staring upon the yellow brick road. He had stolen that book from one of his masters, once upon a time, and read it even though he was severely beaten for it afterward. Murmuring almost to himself he said, "We're not in Kansas anymore, Toto." His confidence had skyrocketed beyond belief and Jax sent him a strange, surprised look at the book reference. Tiberius was so happy he had almost forgotten about his leg.

Tabitha stood and gently tugged on the little hand within hers and together they made his way forward, walking at his own pace toward the main building. The bunny shifter who had stood there awkwardly the entire time, not knowing how to introduce himself made a move to follow but was stopped by the hand on his shoulder, the pressure in the touch stopping the boy in his tracks. He turned, looked up, and noticed that the much older man was wearing a mischievous smirk. Jax leaned down and whispered something in the innocent looking camp counselors ear, something that caused him to blush a bright, bright red, while Jax strode off with all the confidence in the world and not looking back, leaving the teen standing behind him, dumbfounded and sputtering out words to say in the wake of what could only be described as a force of nature, who stopped at nothing to get what he wanted.

A/N: Okay, so this chapter makes Jax look very, very creepy. Please keep in mind that is written from the perspective of a twelve-year old who equates sex with rape because he was a slave and never saw any kind of healthy sexual relationships. I will explicitly state this later, but the kid is like 18-19 so he’s definitely legal. Just needed to clarify since I definitely got some Kevin Spacey vibes rereading this and that’s not how i wanted to come across, I just wanted to avoid sounding redundant.

#paranormal #paraportal #paracosm #oc #jax #tiberius #gaaaaay #writing #blog #all the tags #pls god give me a sign people wanna read this #im not even religious #lgbt

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