#they probably shouldve been thrown out by now
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I think I wouldn't even care so much if the way people criticized Mitch wasn't always so strangely personal and almost demeaning? Fine, if it's actual criticism of his on-ice play but he gets psycho-analyzed in a way I've never seen before, and the terms that get thrown against him are almost misogynistic in nature? He's a whiny princess, a bitch, spoilt when he shows emotion and frustration- because you need show emotion, you need to show you care but apparently, not like that. If you're Nathan MacKinnon you can yell at officials and teammates and break a hundred sticks, and that's all alright because MacKinnon plays hockey the right way. The masculine way. He's not a bitch, not like Marner, who they dearly wish they could call a slur probably
It's actual criticism of his on-ice play but it's always splicing it when you point out no, actually, Mitch leads the team in playoff points, no, actually, Mitch got the game-winner on the only game this team has won in the second round in twenty years, no, actually, he was not the one who should have been covering Pastrnak on that goal and you just think he shouldve been because he noticed no one was there, etc etc etc. Like I have a popular post going around Right Now about mitch not being able to grow a playoff beard but people look at that -- they look at him -- and see weakness, femininity, a myriad of traits to be demonized and done with !! It's sickening !! It is sick !!
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the trio always default to hanging out at anne's house, because to sasha and marcy, her place has always felt more like home than their own. its instinct for the three of them, at the end of a long day of school and sports and clubs, for their feet to walk the path to anne's house. her parents already know to have five place settings prepared. they keep the sleeping bags in anne's closet. anne hardly ever spends her nights alone anymore.
until one day, anne returns home without them
she isnt alone, far from it. her house is still anything but quiet. but it doesnt feel whole. the small signs, the remnants of their presence she hardly ever noticed before, are all that she sees. the bodies she falls asleep next to dont hold that same warmth
#tl;dr: sasha and marcy are in anne's walls#someone i follow on insta was talking about how sashannarcy spent nearly every night together#that theyd have 'official sleepovers' with scare dares and all-nighters#but also nights where they just stay over at each others places and thats how theyd spend most of their nights#and ive always loved the idea that after season 2 anne just sees sasha and marcy everywhere when she's back home#everywhere she looks theres some kind of reminder of them#sasha's gradfiti. a new book in marcy's favorite series. the initials carved in anne'a bedpost.#the stars the three of them stuck to her ceiling. their toothbrushes in her bathroom. they havent been used in months.#they probably shouldve been thrown out by now#their presence is even louder in their absence#and that just makes it harder for anne to not think about them#amphibia#anne boonchuy#marcy wu#sasha waybright#sashannarcy#yk what i mean?#j rambles#k.txt
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so like. gotta preface this by saying that i DONT ship steddyhands. but ages and ages there were a whole buncha posts (proabably more than those three) where i jokingly whined abt how all the steddyhands content i see gets stede's characterization wrong. and out of silly, petty, joking, well-meaning spite over a harmless fandom disagreement i was like "im going to write my own summary of a steddyhands fic of how it SHOULD go." but then bc i do not like izzy and i do not care about this ship i forgot about it for a long ass time. but i was clearing out my drafts and slapped a few more paragraphs onto it and now here's this fucking monster
this is by no means a completed fic. but by god is it way longer than any fucking summary should be. like it's literally 5k. this is a 5k summary of what would probably be like a 100k fic. someone kill me
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so for starters, this would have to be THE SLOWEST of burns (and there's no way i'd put that much time and effort into a fic for a ship i don't even like, so that's why this post is all i'm gonna write). izzy has to go through so much change before stede would even think about izzy as anything more than "that asshole that ed keeps around for some reason" (and also before im comfortable with ed being vulnerable around izzy haha "i shouldve let the english kill you" conversation my detested)
izzy would have been in love with ed since they met (but he doesn't know it). he doesn't even let himself admit he's attracted to him. ed always knew that izzy was interested, but he didn't want to be wanted the way izzy wanted him (he's not gonna be izzy's daddy dom, basically). stede and the gang have stolen a new ship and have been chasing them down. meanwhile, the vibe on the Revenge has been mostly just... sad. not gratuitously violent or a living nightmare. they do raids and stuff, but everyone still surrenders at the sight of blackbeard's flag and ed is bored. he sits in his room either crying or drinking. the rest of the crew do normal boat stuff. izzy is like... aware that the energy is low. but he has no idea what to do about it so he pretends everything is fine.
so the story starts at the reunion. stede and his gang finally catch up to the Revenge while ed and his crew are getting their asses handed to them by some european navy ship, the french or spanish or something idc. stede's crew is able to turn the tide of the battle. in the middle of all the chaos, stede and izzy run into each other. stede demands to know where ed is, izzy says ed doesn't want to see him. they fight, both physically and verbally. lotta insults are thrown on both sides while they wave swords at each other. at some point they have their swords crossed and faces close, glaring and growling homoerotically at each other, but then they hear ed shout in pain. he gets shot or stabbed or something, and instantly izzy and stede are both working in sync together to save him. stede uses his new sailor muscles to carry ed while izzy clears a path to get back to the Revenge. ed, barely holding onto consciousness and delirious from blood loss, sees stede for the first time and is like, "you came back..." stede, of course, replies, "never left." ed laughs and calls him a liar. izzy is dying inside.
they get ed and everyone else back onto the Revenge, the crew reunites, lucius is alive, roach stabilizes ed's condition.
while ed is unconscious (which lasts like 2 or 3 days), it's unclear who is running the ship. izzy is ed's first mate, but stede's crew outnumbers ed's. the crew tries really hard to get stede to just throw izzy overboard, but jim (who's struck a weird friendship with izzy since the marooning where all they do is practice fighting and never talk abt their feelings ever), is like, "ed might be mad if he wakes up and we killed his first mate." and stede (even though it's clear that he also kind of wants to throw izzy overboard), is like, "ugh, i suppose jim is right... and he did help me save ed. let's wait for ed to wake up first before we make any rash decisions."
so izzy, realizing how precarious his situation is on the ship (and realizing that if ed wakes up and wants nothing to do with him, he's doomed), starts acting like a cornered rat, hissing and spitting at everyone all the time (except for jim, who keeps training with izzy in stoic silence). he's especially harsh to stede, talking abt how much ed doesn't want to see his face and insulting stede's masculinity and trying to get stede to leave before ed wakes up. stede snaps back a little bit, but mostly he just rolls his eyes and ignores him bc he's just focused on worrying abt ed. stede spends the nights sleeping in a chair next to ed. izzy tries to sneak into the cabin at night to kill stede at some point, but jim stops him and reminds him that everyone is just looking for an excuse to chuck him overboard
when ed wakes up, he and stede kiss and make up. stede initiates family therapy where the whole crew and ed air out their feelings about the marooning and have a heart to heart. touching dialogue is had. izzy is in the corner glaring and scowling and also freaking the fuck out the whole time, but he doesn't say anything. eventually the crew heads out to go. do pirate stuff idk. and then ed asks for stede and izzy to stay for a second.
he thanks izzy for saving him, then he's like, "listen izzy, we both know that this hardly the first time you've saved my life. you and i go way back. we were good mates once. do you think we could be mates again?" and izzy, through gritted teeth, watching stede out of the corner of his eye, is like. sure, boss. whatever you say. and ed is like "i want you two to get along. you're both important to me," and stede and izzy (glaring daggers at each other) are like. okay.
then ed is like "okay now just izzy alone" and stede is like "are you sure?" but eventually ed gets him to leave. and then ed gets more serious and he's like "izzy. if you kill stede. you will never see me again" and izzy is like "youre not gonna feed me more toes?"
and ed is like "no. i will leave you at the next dock. and then i will burn the whole world down. i will bring hellfire straight to london and wage war on that shithole of a country. i'll slaughter every naval soldier who tries to cut me down. and when im finally overrun, i will go down in a blaze of glory so spectacular that they'll tell stories of it for years to come, until the sun burns out at the end of the world. and you will have no part in it. you will be stuck on some tiny island here on the other side of the world and nobody will know or care who you are. that's what's going to happen if you do anything to stede."
izzy is shaking. he's like. alright. anything else? and ed's like "yeah. i'm sorry about your toe. won't happen again." and that actually makes izzy almost cry. that there's nothing he can do to make ed look at him like that again, all attention on him, putting him in his place. there's nothing he can take from ed to make ed pay attention to him. if he wants to be close to ed, he has to give something to him. something less tangible than his own toe.
(and izzy thinks what he gives to ed is his sword and his undying loyalty to his captain, to blackbeard. he doesn't understand, just yet, that ed already has a sword, and that ed doesn't want loyalty to blackbeard. izzy doesn't get that giving ed a break is more than enough for ed to want to keep anyone around)
so yeah. this threat works. izzy gives up on trying to kill stede.
so ed is still in recovery for like a month. he's not able to move around a lot, so he's just kinda lounging around the Revenge being grossly in love with stede. he's always in a robe + leather pants combo, tits out and vibing. the crew raids some ships, including a naval vessel that was caught off guard. ed doesn't go on the raids, obviously, and stede stays behind with him, and the rest of the crew members don't trust izzy enough to let him join them. the crew pull off a bunch of weird fuckeries and have some very successful raids, but every time they come back with furniture and books and fabric and stuff, izzy rolls his eyes and grumbles some shit about "real pirating."
during all of this, izzy keeps trying to get ed alone. his new strategy is to try and be buddy-buddy with ed and peer pressuring him into tough masculine pirate violence (which always worked for jack whenever he came around), and also just hope ed gets bored of stede. but stede is like, at ed's side 24/7. the only time that ed is alone is when he's taking naps in the captain's cabin (bc again, he's recovering from Ambiguous Wound With Vague And Innaccurate Medical Properties), and stede literally makes ppl guard the door to let ed sleep. when izzy runs into stede alone, stede tries to initiate friendly conversation for ed's sake, but eventually izzy says some shit like, "i've been by ed's side for years before you, and i'll be by his side for years after. he'll get bored of you, eventually." and also he insults stede's masculinity a bunch, obvi. stede just sighs and is like, "well, i tried," and then he just gives izzy the cold shoulder from then on out
one of the nights when he's training with jim, izzy just keeps getting his ass handed to him and eventually jim is like "goddamn, i get your heart is broken but you're really sloppy tonight" and izzy is like. WHAT. how dare you. i don't have feelings. and jim is like "buddy you haven't slept in a week." and izzy's like "how can i sleep when everyone on this fucking ship wants to kill me!" and jim's like, "i don't want to kill you." izzy rolls his eyes but he's like "thanks," then jim's like "yknow, if you stopped being such a dick they'd probably stop wanting to kill you" and izzy is like "oh so i should just do what all you guys do? sit around braiding each other's hair and having group therapy sessions and spilling my guts to everyone while i'm all wrapped up in a silk gown?" and jim is like. "buddy, do you see me spilling my guts in group therapy or wearing a silk gown?" and izzy's like, "okay, but you're not like the rest of them." and jim's like "you're right, i'm not. just like lucius isn't like the rest of them. or how the swede isn't like the rest of them. or fang, or ivan, or frenchie, or anyone else on this ship. we're all different people, man. we don't have a problem with differences. we have a problem with people who do have a problem with differences." izzy is like "the fuck does that mean." jim is like "yeah, i can tell you're gonna have a hard time wrapping your head around that one, so im just gonna go to bed now. same time tomorrow?"
the next night, ed doesn't come up with stede to listen to the bedtime story. while stede is distracted, izzy sneaks downstairs to finally talk to ed alone. ed is like. trying to prepare some kind of horny surprise for stede (lingerie, probably. something that's kinda feminine), so we get that avatar scene where zuko goes to talk to sokka and sokka thinks suki is the one who entered the tent (only ed is like, almost entirely naked and in the middle of prepping himself), and ed greets izzy like, "oh babe, you're back early! i was going to surprise you, but you can come here and help me finish getting ready~" or some shit idk. izzy is incapable of human speech for several seconds, and when ed realizes that this is not stede he very nearly dies of embarrassment. he covers himself up while izzy is just. choking on air. overcome with rage/lust/jealousy at the sight. he stands behind a chair to hide his absolutely raging boner
when ed's got one of stede's robes on he's like. haha. heyyyy buddy. haven't seen you around much. how have things been? and izzy is like. things have been great. super. im trapped on a boat full of people that want to kill me. ed is like, oh no, they're still going on about the killing you thing? maybe we should have stede mediate another group therapy session, i know laying everything out in the open really helped me get—
and izzy cuts him off like "how the fuck are you falling for this?" ed is like. "?" izzy continues, "you're letting everyone see you at your weakest! they're going to kill you!" ed is like ok they could've done that literally at any point while i was feverish in bed. or at any point since then, really, i'm not exactly at the top of my game right now. izzy's like, "they're gonna turn you in for a bounty!" ed is like bro they literally had the opportunity when we raided that british naval ship two days ago. izzy just starts working himself up into a frenzy while ed is like, calmly pointing out where izzy's logic is flawed, until eventually izzy says some demeaning shit about ed's masculinity, and ed's face cracks for a moment, then suddenly stede (back from storytime) literally APPEARS FROM NOWHERE and just. DECKS izzy. wrecks the little man's ENTIRE shit. breaks his fucking nose.
izzy is like. in shock. so is ed actually. (both of them are also. very turned on.) and stede is like "i've let you say this shit about me. but you do not get to say that shit to ed" (but like, better written and more in character, lol). stede then gives a whole speech where he is just letting out every bottled up response to all of izzy's insults for the past few weeks, talking abt "how dare you speak to ed that way, the only reason you're alive is because ed somehow still has fondness for you, even though you've done nothing to earn that fondness. if you really knew ed as well as you say you do, you should be happy to see ed opening up and becoming more comfortable with himself and his crew. ed enjoying fine things doesn't make him less of a pirate, he's still just as much the brilliant sailor he's always been. even now, while ed is recovering from his wound, he's been helping the crew read the weather and predict storms and plan raids, and all you've been doing is sulking around and making everyone miserable! i'm not going to have my men kill you, izzy, because ed still, for some reason, cares about you, but if you don't stop being such a prick, you can get the fuck off my ship the next time we head to port. now if you'd kindly fuck the hell off, im going to make love to my co-captain, who looks really good in that lingerie."
izzy leaves. is having a hard time having coherent thoughts. by chance he runs into jim, who's like, "hope you're ready to put up a better fight than you did last ni-hooooly shit what happened to your face?" and izzy is like. what? and jim's like "bro im getting roach stay here." and izzy just sits in the rec room (or wherever they are) until jim comes back with a very sleepy-looking roach, who takes one look at izzy's face and bursts out laughing. that's enough to get izzy to stop staring blankly, and he tries to snarl at roach, except that when he moves his face it hurts like fucking hell. and roach is like, "alright, alright, hoo boy! wish i could've seen whatever caused this." then he's like, "so i need to pop your nose back into place. it's gonna hurt like hell though, so i should probably go get some laudanum–" and izzy's like "no it's fine just do it." and jim's eyebrows raise and roach is like, "uh... are you sure?" and izzy's like "just fucking do it!"
so roach does and izzy screams through gritted teeth. then roach cleans his nose with rum or something, bandages it, gives izzy the rest of the booze, and goes back to bed, leaving jim and izzy there alone. izzy starts drinking. jim sits next to him and holds their hand out for the bottle, and then the two of them just drink in silence until the bottle is gone. then they go to bed without saying anything.
then izzy proceeds to have The Most Confusing Wet Dream Of His Entire Goddamn Life. he keeps seeing ed in lingerie, stede's face twisted in righteous anger, random flashes of stede fucking ed, izzy fucking ed in the lingerie, izzy wearing the lingerie and getting fucked by stede, izzy calling stede daddy, stede and ed fully clothed asking izzy to talk about his feelings, stede slapping izzy and spitting into his mouth.
izzy wakes up with the worst case of morning wood he's ever had in his life. he proceeds to have a very frantic masturbation session. as he's laying there afterwards, he keeps thinking abt ed in lingerie and stede breaking his nose. and he absolutely cannot wrap his head around the fact that ed bottoms. this is also the first time izzy's ever consciously thought about having sex with ed. he's literally been so repressed that for years he would just jack off to like, remembering the smell of booze in ed's beard or some pathetic shit like that. he'd think about, like, fighting with ed and getting pinned down and being totally at ed's mercy. but now when he thinks of those old fantasies, instead of ed pinning him down, it's stede?????
izzy stays in bed the whole day. nobody comes to check on him. he hears the sound of the crew going about their day, stede's voice calling out commands on the deck. he jerks off again at some point in the afternoon. night falls. he can't make out the words, but he can tell from the cadence of stede's voice at what point he starts reading to the crew, and at what point they all go to sleep. he waits for ten more minutes to pass, then he heads to the galley to get food.
jim is waiting literally right outside his door. izzy is not spooked at all (this is a lie).
jim's like "hey man, we never got to spar last night. let's go." izzy's like, "i haven't eaten anything all day." and jim's like, "so you're saying you can't take me?" and izzy snorts and follows them to go practice murdering people
jim very much goes easy on izzy, but izzy is too hungry and tired and confused (and horny) to care. they fight or whatever, jim wins every round, then they're like "man im starving, let's get a snack." the two of them go get food. after a while, jim's like, "so, what'd you say to piss stede off so bad?" and izzy's like, "how did you know it was him?" and jim laughs and says, "the knuckles on his right hand were bandaged up today, and he didn't seem too worried about you spending all day hiding in your room."
izzy takes a long drink and doesn't respond for a while. then he says, "you're dating the guy with the hat, right?" jim's like, "i'm the guy with the hat." and izzy's like, "you're a guy?" and jim goes, "ehh..." and tilts their hand side to side. izzy, deciding to move on, is like, "i mean the one with the orange hat. and the blue earring." and jim's like, "it's teal." izzy's like, "whatever." and jim's like, "yeah, we're dating. why?" izzy takes a minute before asking, "what do you like about him?" and jim is jokingly like, "dude, the whole reason i hang out with you is so i don't have to talk about feelings" and izzy, instead of laughing with them like he usually would, just kinda snaps, "would you just answer the question?" jim looks at his face for a long moment, assessing, then says, "i like that olu's kind. he cares about people so easily, i don't know how he does it. he's patient with me, even when i'm being difficult. he tells me when he's upset, but not in a mean way, just in a, like, 'i don't want to be mad at you, help me fix this' way. he can be really clingy sometimes, but he'll hold himself back if i ever need space. he just... accepts me. all of me. even the parts i don't accept."
and izzy is like. staring into space. and after a second jim says, "also he does this thing with his tongue where he–" and izzy is like "OKAY THAT'S ENOUGH THANKS." jim laughs at him a little bit. and after another long pause izzy's like, "you know they almost made him captain?" and jim smirks and is like, "yeah, i heard about that. when they almost threw you overboard?" and izzy's like "yeah. then." and jim says, "yeah, i'm not really surprised. like i said, he's good at caring for people. he'd make a pretty good captain." and izzy's like, "are you mad that he's not captain?" and jim shrugs and is like, "eh, i'm not one for politics." but izzy presses, like, "but he'd be in charge of the whole ship. he'd be the one telling everyone what to do. he'd have all the power here!" and jim's like, "hey man, i don't really give two shits about 'power.' im just trying to get by in this world. all i want is to hang out with my partner, throw knives at stuff, and sometimes watch my crew put on talent shows." and izzy, getting kind of frustrated, is like, "but doesn't it bother you that he's weak?"
before izzy realizes, jim has a knife against his throat and is glaring directly into his eyes. "i let you say a lot of shit to me, pendejo," they growl, "i let you talk shit about this crew, about my captain, about how none of my friends are real pirates. but you do not get to tell me that olu is weak." izzy's eyes are wide at first, but when jim finishes, he snorts and says, "look, he's not as bad as lucius or stede-" but jim cuts him off. "there's more to strength than having power," jim says. "there's more to being strong than just making everyone afraid of you. and whatever it is that you think makes stede and lucius weak" and izzy is like "i fucking knew you'd turn on me too. now everyone on this stupid fucking ship wants to kill me" and jim just gives him the flattest, most unimpressed look before just walking away. they say "get over yourself, izzy" as they go.
izzy goes to bed. has another wet dream. and when he wakes up he's like. fine. fucking fine. i'll try and find some way to live on this stupid fucking clown ship full of shitty pirates.
he apologizes to jim. jim just stares blankly and walks away, but then later is like "we're gonna spar tonight, right?" so izzy knows he's forgiven. he gives the most uncomfortable, gritted apology of his life to stede, and stede's like "oh, it's not me you need to apologize to. go speak to my co-captain." so izzy goes to the captain's cabin and ed is in his usual leathers and izzy is like. trying so hard to make himself apologize but he can't get the words out and eventually ed's like "it's fine, mate. i'll tell stede you apologized, okay?" and izzy's like. alright. thanks. and ed's like "you did kind of have a point, about if the crew wanted to mutiny" and izzy perks up like yes we're going to start running this ship the way real pirates do but then ed is like "yeah, stede wouldn't stand a chance. im still recovering, can you give stede sword lessons for me?"
izzy. does not want to give stede sword lessons. but ed's like "alright i guess i'll tell stede you didn't really apologize and you can get off at the next port. or you can just apologize for real." and izzy really has to think about it but eventually he's like. fine. i'll train your stupid fucking boyfriend.
ed watches for the first half hour of their first training session but someone's gotta captain the ship so from then on out it's just stede and izzy sword fighting in the jam room for a couple hours a day. this leads to angry sexual tension that builds and builds until they angrily make out. and stede is like freaked out bc he loves ed and he would never be unfaithful so he of course goes to ed and tells him about it thinking ed is gonna be heartbroken. but ed is like "i mean, it doesnt really sound like you want the same thing with him tho?" and i guess ed is like "wait if you top izzy i think that'd be kinda funny actually. also that sounds pretty hot. do you wanna top izzy? can i watch?"
so next time they do sword fighting practice ed watches and it escalates to horny shit and then when izzy's like trying really hard to hide his boner, stede is like "what do you say, darling?" and ed is like "pop the question, babe." and then they ask izzy if he'd be okay with stede fucking him while ed watches. izzy tries to bluster his way out of it but then ed is like "damn, was looking forward to it" and izzy is like. ok. fucking. fine.
and then it's really hot and everyone's into it. izzy hates that he's into it but for several days he keeps coming back for more (he tells himself he's only doing it bc it's the only time ed pays any attention to him but like... it's not just that). they do that for like a week or a week and a half. ed gives commentary the whole time, mostly just talking about how hot stede looks. the most he ever says about izzy is stuff like "yeah izzy doesnt he feel so good stretching you out" or whatever
until one day while stede's fucking izzy ed says some shit about "who's the namby pamby now?" and then stede freezes and is like. ed. did izzy say that to you? and ed is like uhhhhhhhhhh maybe? and then stede pulls out of izzy and is like "get the fuck away from him" and izzy (who was having a fantastic time) is like "daddy no" and stede is like "i am not joking get the FUCK out"
and idk. ed tells stede about izzy threatening to kill him while he was heartbroken over stede. and stede is SO fucking mad. maybe stede didnt even know abt the robe era he just thought ed came back to the revenge and went full kraken right away. and this actually makes stede feel more guilty abt leaving bc the thought of ed crying in a blanket fort and eating all his marmalade because he hurt him is even worse than thinking ed just got angry and painted his face. and the fact that izzy said that shit to ed while he was heartbroken like that makes stede SO fucking angry.
and then stede's anger makes ed realize that actually that was really fucked up and he actually finally tells stede about the toe thing and stede is like "i wouldve done the same!!" and they cry together. and then stede and ed dont talk to izzy for weeks and ed starts to emotionally heal from all that. he had stopped wearing stede's robes after the night izzy walked in on him fingering himself but he starts wearing them again. and then he starts actually trying to form a cohesive Look and they steal fancy clothes for ed now and stede pampers ed and takes care of him and ed gets to relax and not worry about people depending on him or on how people perceive him. and he and stede together get to be more confident in themselves than theyve felt in forever
and in the meantime i guess izzy just starts acting like a normal crew member and he very much hates it and the crew is very much giving him shit (someone makes him swab the deck through the entire night) and he wants to be mean to them so fucking bad but like, he knows one wrong move and he's off the boat forever and he doesn't want that. so idk i guess eventually the crew lays off him and invites him to sit and drink with them and stuff. izzy doesn't really get any of them, but jim will sit down next to him and drink next to him and izzy decides that actually maybe this crew isn't entirely useless. they still get on his nerves tho
then one night crew is also like "so uh... why are the captains not fucking you anymore" and izzy's like "YOU KNEW??" and theyre like "buddy you were SO loud. we all heard you call stede daddy" and izzy actually almost has a panic attack but idk someone (lucius?) is like "dude nobody is judging you. it's okay."
and izzy realizes theyre right. nobody is judging him. they want gossipy details but they don't actually care. and that's a big "oh" moment, that he could do things the wrong way (get fucked by someone less masculine than him, maybe even talk about his feelings) and these people wont judge him for it. so izzy gives them a very censored version that basically boils down to "they remembered what an asshole i am and they want nothing to do with me. and they're right"
and uhhhh maybe izzy and lucius hook up too. and then izzy starts crying after and lucius is like "oh god what's wrong" and izzy's like "i miss them. i miss ed. i miss bonnet. why the fuck do i miss bonnet??" and lucius is like "aww did izzy the spewer catch feelings?" and izzy's like "fuck. fuck. i fucking did jesus fuck." he also admits to himself finally that he's been in love with ed for years. (the feelings izzy thinks he has for stede are just His Cock Feels Really Good In My Ass)
and. idk. i guess weeks after all this character development has happened for ed and izzy and stede, izzy jumps in front of a bullet for stede. which leads to stede and ed both thanking him when he wakes up. which leads to izzy apologizing to ed and being like "you dont have to forgive me." and i dont think ed totally accepts the apology but he and stede do start talking to izzy again. ed more than stede maybe. i think stede is a huge prick to izzy and izzy sometimes snaps back but mostly he just sighs because like, yeah. that's fair.
and then i think ed and izzy happen first this time like i think they're reminiscing about old times and ed is like "do you realize how unhappy i was though?" and izzy is like "i didnt before, but i can see it now. you look younger than you have in years. i'm glad you found someone who knows how to love you better than i do" and ed's like wait WHAT. and izzy's like "? what?" and ed's like "you love me??" and izzy's like "yes?? obviously?????" and ed's like "i thought you just wanted me to fuck you!!!" and izzy's like "i mean THAT TOO" and ed's like "do you still love me??" and izzy's like "god only knows why, but yes! obviously!" and then ed asks "do you still want me to fuck you?" and izzy's like "yknow, that's actually a harder one to answer! i dont really know!! i just know that i love you and youre hot!"
And Then They Make Out
and this one is a harder convo for ed and stede to have, not because of the infidelity but stede is like "you remember how he hurt you though?" and ed's like yeah. and im not ever gonna forget that. but i think i can move past it. and stede's like okay fine but i have one condition. he has to watch you bottom for me first
so they do that. bc stede is like "i need izzy to know that the way we make love doesnt make you any less of a man." and izzy is into it obviously, this is not how he ever imagined ed would enjoy sex but he can't deny that ed looks good, and suddenly the "you look younger than you have in years" makes sense. like he can tell ed is loving this and suddenly trying to connect this man with the version of Sexy Blackbeard that izzy was pining after for years just doesn't make sense. izzy can no longer picture ed doing hardcore kinky bdsm dom shit to him.
also izzy's been on the receiving end of stede's dick so he's like, yeah, i get it. but then weirdly even tho this was supposed to be about izzy accepting that ed doesnt want to be the aggressive daddy dom izzy always wanted him to be, izzy (who is first and foremost a huge bottom and the world's biggest sub) is looking at how good ed feels and all he can think is i want stede bonnet in my mouth so fucking bad oh my god.
and then he's not looking at ed at all he's just looking at stede and is like oh shit oh shit oh shit. and ed nuts first and when stede pulls out izzy is right there like "please please please finish in my mouth please daddy" (<- sentences that killed me to write). and stede and ed are both like. oh.
this leads to them falling back into something like their original arrangement where stede and izzy are hate-fucking except now ed is getting in on the action. so like the sex dynamic is that usually ed is either being a pillow princess or a power bottom for stede, izzy is a bratty sub to stede, stede is a service top for ed and a daddy dom for izzy, and then ed and izzy trade handies or oral or whatever when it's all three of them. sometimes stede and izzy team up to pamper ed, or stede and ed team up to torment izzy. ed and izzy by themselves usually dont do anal but when they do izzy usually tops. ed and izzy having sex isn't the sappy passionate lovemaking of ed and stede but it is still very sweet. these sex dynamics aren't set rules or anything, sometimes ed tops stede and sometimes izzy isnt being quite so submissive and etc etc, but that's usually the vibe. ed never doms izzy tho.
as for the emotional dynamic. ed and stede are in love obviously, we all watched the show. with izzy and ed, i dont think ed is in love with izzy at first but he falls into it gradually. stede is maybe a little jealous of this at first but 1. he cant deny anything from ed and if ed loves izzy then fine, ed can love izzy, and 2. he can see that it happens in a different way than how ed loves stede, so he eventually gets over it. and then with stede and izzy it's basically just this post i made where one day while they're fucking it suddenly out of nowhere gets really soft (ed is sitting out for this one but he's there watching) and afterwards stede and izzy are both so mad about being in love. theyre angry at themselves and then they play chicken about it until stede gets injured and izzy says i love you and that completes the steddyhands injurty trifecta so i guess that means the story ends and i'm freed from this post and i can finally get it out of my fucking drafts. jesus fucking christ.
#ofmd#our flag means death#our flag means gay#ofmd fic#steddyhands#izzy hands#dizzy izzy#stede bonnet#stede fucking bonnet#edward teach#edward teach born on a beach#steddy hands#anyway. i hope this is the last time i make a post talking about how izzy would get together with ed and/or stede#txt#mine#og#my fic#for the record. the mischaracterization of stede is not my only issue w steddyhands#but it's the least important issue i have. mischaracterizing stede to be nice to izzy is annoying to me personally but it's not harmful#guys i rlly just. dont like izzy at all actually.#i love to study him like a bug. and this post was a fun exercise in trying to make him get better without completely breaking his character#also sorry abt casually throwing the daddy kink in there i just had to bully izzy with it#if that's not ur thing imagine him saying something else idk.
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session 57 & 58 - Blessed Be. Let Us Take Down This Monstrosity!
SESSION 57 - 14/1 + WATCH PSEUDO RP'S
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We come back to the party settling down for the night. The group all somewhat alert as they ponder the sound and sights they heard coming further north in the distance. Eventually it comes time for sleep, and with it, turns to take watch for the evening. Before sleep Cimmorro makes sure to set up an alarm spell around the caravan.
As the others settle into sleep, Keva and Han sit up to keep an eye out first. Keva stays alert but doesn't pick up much noteworthy from the night, she finds herself somewhat distracted. Han halfway through hears the croaking of a frog that is quite pleasing to the ears, but nothing much else of note pings on her radar.
Han: han usually wouldnt pick first watch, her normal post was in the early mornings, but that hangover is beating her ass and she wants a whole uninterrupted 6 hours of sleep. and sitting with keva isnt the worst……. obviously han wouldnt want to talk enough to distract them, but surely they could make some light conversation……. surely………….. calling out "frog" after 30 minutes of silence and being met with silence though, its kinda crushing hans spirits. "do you… like……. like anything……………………" says han, realizing almost immediately that she shouldve kept her mouth shut
Keva: keva's whittling mindlessly away at a stick she found while keeping her eyes on the trees in the distance. she has to do smth with her nervous energy, and if she chews her thumb any more than she has then it may start to bleed. so she's sharpening a stick instead. the scraping pauses when she hears han speak, and she turns to squint at her with a silent 'what' and an audible "why?"
Han: han tried to make eye contact but very quickly loses that battle, not even against keva but against herself, and stares at the fire, "so we can… have something to talk about……" progressively getting quieter as the sentence goes on
Han: u know the type of woman thats grown around men and then is thrown into the real world and is weird about it
Keva: LMAOOOOOOOOOOO han's like "i thought women be shopping….."
Han: WHY ARENT WE SHOPPING KEVA..
Keva: keva why won't you go on a makeover montage with me
Keva: her first instinct is to say 'we don't need to talk,' but… she thinks she could use the distraction. keva also thinks she's made han suffer enough, and for some reason, she still keeps trying. why not throw her a bone. there is a moment of silence before han hears the whittling continue. then keva says, "the stars, i guess." she momentarily searches for the spring constellation with her favorite story, but it's only started to rise and is mostly hidden by the treeline. "and heights."
Han: staring into the fire and awaiting a response, feeling like 'ah, well, ggez han, you've had worse conversations, whatevs', han looks away into the forest depths to search for what they're actually here for. her head swivels back as keva replies, surprised for a split second and then interested. she jerks her head in question "whats the tallest place you go"
Keva: "most of my hometown is built into mountains, so the top of those, probably" she feels a small pang as she explains. can you miss a place you felt trapped in? perhaps it's the familiarity she misses. she hasn't felt like she's understood a single thing since leaving.
Han: getting more excited at being given new information, han changes from a whisper to a softly spoken lower register "oh, really? like, they make holes for wooden houses? into mountain? that sounds cool…" she rambles on quickly "i spent lot of time up in mountains too, i wonder who has been on taller mountain… did you get snow often?"
Keva: "no, i'd be dead by now if we did." she's started to carve notches into the stick, still making sure to look up now and then so she's doing her job. "wouldn't know what to do in snow."
Han: han looks at keva when she talks, but usually keeps staring into the darkness "woah, really… why dead? was it really hot instead?" then mostly to herself as she considers this "that would probably kill me too" then back again at keva "i dont think i ever been high up the mountain and it not be snowing… have you never seen snow then?"
Keva: keva takes a slow inhale thru her mouth and a deep exhale thru her nose before she answers, "didn't really have a lot to keep warm. the weather changes a lot depending on the season, and i worked with what i had." she peers again toward the treeline to look for any changes. "haven't seen snow though. just heard people talk about it."
Han: han stays quiet, studies keva while she whittles, thinking to herself 'doesnt sound like you liked it very much', and wondering if thats something she should keep to herself. what was cimm saying before… something about treating with care….. ugh…. han likes the snow enough, but she probably wouldnt being asked about her Home either… it sounds like keva doesnt either "well, if we ever come across snow, i will show you all the fun stuff you can do with it." she keeps quiet after that, wondering what else she can ask thats in "caring" territory, and if the stuff thats really stuck on her mind is in that category. she fiddles with a shoelace
Keva: keva simply says "mm" in acknowledgement
Han: han stretches and sits more upright, throwing out all of the caring stuff she was worried about just to ask "what are you doing with the.." she mimes the wittling "the stick?"
Keva: she opens her mouth to answer but then just blows out a breath that fills her cheeks before deflating, and shrugs. "nothing really. just trying not to think too hard about that dragon." she looks over her very haphazard work "have you ever seen one?"
Han: han hmms "seen… not Actually… i've seen tracks and damage from it." she thinks how to describe it "it felt like any other hungry animal that has giant teeth, desperate for meal. just uh…. about five times bigger" han leans in lower to look closer at kevas face "why, you scared?"
Keva: keva does not feel any better after han's attempt at making their situation seem not so bad. "i'm not stupid so yes, i am scared. i generally like to be alive."
Han: han nods seriously at this and sits back up "thats good. scared is better than stupid. and pay attention is better than both of those." han smiles at keva, like she said something smart and comforting. "we know kind of where it is, we know where we are, we can leave fast if we get caught at night… what else is there" she shrugs
Keva: "how are you so sure we can outrun a dragon? clearly the people who died on this road couldn't. besides, we're actually going after it. we need a plan."
Han: han looks stumped "well… i dont know…. i guess because we know its coming?" she thinks some more on the need a plan part "well… my ideal condition would be stake out for two weeks but, you know… our time limit….. we have that book, with all that dragon information, that was very good find" she holds out her palm like shes holding the book right there "we will walk very carefully and slowly, check for tracks…. and if we fail we die a glorious death, i guess"
Keva: keva follows along with what han's saying until the last bit, at which she sneers. "what 'glory' is there in dying?"
Han: han stares and blinks at keva for a moment, like shes not getting whats happening, until she has a lightbulb moment "oh, sorry, that was joke. there isnt any, its humilation"
Keva: she looks relieved hearing han doesn't have any wild ideas of rushing into battle thinking she'll get anything out of dying. there's a pause before she adds, "don't think that's right either. dying is just…dying."
Han: han takes one of the fire sticks and pokes it around the kindling, hoping to get a little more warmth, looking mildly confused at this conversation "doesnt dying keep you from … like…. living? again?"
Keva: "i guess that depends on if you believe in reincarnation or not." she tosses in her poorly whittled stick into the fire and stares into it. "i just mean i don't think dying should come with things like glory or humiliation. it's going to happen to all of us, and in the end, you're done. it's the people left behind that have to deal with that comes after." she brings her knees in close and rests her chin in them. "and the person i'd leave behind would be really sad if i died early, especially if it's because i tried to fight a dragon without being prepared."
Han: han takes a breath to respond after the reincarnation bit, but holds it after keva keeps on talking. as keva get deeper into her thoughts on death, a sort of .. not turmoil, but a quiet regard comes over han. a feeling akin to when she entered her first proper town washes over her, of a very obvious otherness. like she is being given a sphere to place into a box, and inside that box is nothing but sharp edges. she, dimly, remembers aster's comment about keeping to herself. and, even dimmer, thinks about the last time she has had to deal with exactly what comes after. han lets keva's monologue sit in the air for a bit, mind heavy. she watches the sittled stick keva threw in burn. when the silence begins to edge towards an awkward one, han goes "i do not die. so i will make sure the rest live through this too." a beat "we will prepare better with everyone rested"
Keva: WTF han are you immortal…..
Han: IVE BEEN TRYING TO FIND THE PERFECT IMAGE TO RESPOD WTIH AND FAILING (LIKE THIS v)
Keva: for the first time during this convo, keva’s head turns towards han and looks at her with surprise and… well, she isn’t sure if han is being serious or being cocky. “what? what do you mean you ‘don’t die’?”
Han: han looks back, almost bored "i wont. if i die, they will…" whatever the admission is, it sends a chill down her spine, and she rubs at her face "i dont know. they cant have me, so i cant risk dying. so i wont die. thats all"
Keva: the surprise turns into smth not quite like disdain but borders on it, like ‘you can’t actually believe that, can you?’ “‘they’? what, the gods?”
Han: han rubs her forehead, getting more uncomfortable by the second. she breathes a quiet but heavy sigh "look, remember when you got very very mad at me for asking about orin, before you knew his deal? and i said, if its ever relevant, i will do explain my history?" she looks back up at keva, her face withering and pleading "its not relevant"
Keva: for a moment, keva’s expression, eyes squinted and mouth slightly agape, doesn’t budge other than to blink, trying to figure out what the fuck is going on. what has han gotten herself into? and does she really think she can escape death if she just tries hard enough? but when the moment passes, she just closes her mouth and turns back away silently, deciding to not continue to conversation. her pinched brow line suggests she’s probably still thinking about it though.
Han: han looks away from keva, shifting nervously, recognizing when shes being judged, not really knowing how to save this conversation, or keva's perception of her. she doesnt wanna talk about this further, she has reason not to, but man, is this awkward. maybe they should just be silent……….. its just so awkward……… and theres other things she actually did want to ask and not this…………. "if i explain more, could i ask you about something else?"
Keva: keva, having gone back to watching the trees, only sighs before replying, “i’m not going to make you tell me anything bc it’s clearly not my business. say whatever you want.”
Han: han grimaces a little and mutters "not when you think im insane…."
Keva: "i already thought you were insane before. what's a little more going to do, kill you?"<- dry joke
Han: han pouts at her sadly
Keva: keva tsks, a little exasperated by the kicked puppy look han is giving her. "stop looking at me like that, explain if you want or don't, i don't care!"
Han: "then i wont! fuck you!" she sticks her tongue childishly
Keva: “okay!” she says with her hands turned out. (jesus christ equivalent here). she tucks her arms back over her knees and rests her head on them. everyone is so fucking difficult!
Han: han just huffs and puts an elbow on her knee and face in hand, looking out at the forest again with newfound interest, wondering why shes so agitated about this. its not like she hasnt been in this exact awkward situation before, stuck on nigthwatch with someone she cant find a language with. she cant even tell if she can still ask keva anything after all that cringe.after they cool off for a couple minutes, han prods again with a hey and a "what do you think happens when you die?"
Keva: she shrugs limply and doesn’t seem like she’s going to say more before piping up, “people growing up said your soul went to your god, and the godless go to wee jas.” she doesn’t lift her head, so her chin pushes against her arms as she talks.
Han: han nods in assent and perks up a bit at the mention of a god she has actually heard of before "that one cimm follows? i didnt think she is so popular…" i guess she is the god of death or something… then she turns back to keva "ye, but what do you think"
Keva: “the same, i guess? cimmorro didn’t leave me dead long enough to find out.” she stares at the fire. “an afterlife would be nice” is all she says after. she’d like to see everyone again, at least before they go off and forget each other to start anew. if the reincarnation thing is real, anyway. she doesn't bother to return the question since han apparently doesn't plan on dying. she turns her head a bit, to the opposite side of han with her cheek pressed against her knees now. the fatigue setting in makes her voice creak a bit. "having to try so hard to survive gets exhausting. i'd like to just be for a while before… i don't know, i disappear forever or do it all over again."
Han: han gulps, concern colouring her face as she turns to look at keva, trying to remember when cimm had to revive her like that….. she might be unsure of her own capability to die, but seeing others drop like puppets with cut strings… the gut drop and numbness never goes away. seeing that keva isnt looking at her, han decides to keep watching and just… study her for a moment longer. shes does seem so…. haggard. and small. not just her body but the way she holds herself. han twindles her thumbs, suddenly feeling guilty at keeping her attention, even if they are on watch. she nods at keva words before remembering keva's not looking, and meekly goes "yeah..", not knowing how to add on 'i suppose i hope the same for you too' without sounding like she wants kevas death or something.
Keva: han gets a small muffled "thanks, i guess" back. keva reaches for the dragon book, which she has kept near her, and opens it up to study the diagram of the cobalt dragon again as if she might glean something new. "not that i'm ready to find out just yet."
After a time the two head back inside the caravan to wake the next three up for watch, Mars, Cimmoro and Vinny.
Mars: Mars isn't exactly a heavy sleeper so the moment Han and Keva head back to the camp for their turn to sleep, he's already in the process of waking up. And by the time Han rouses them he's giving himself a quick stretch before getting up to where Cimmorro and Vinny are to check if they also got woken up by that, or to wake them up if they haven't. He heads over to Vinny first and gives him a tap on his shoulder. "Hey its our turn now c'mon." He says.
Vinny: though he knows he's meant to wake up soon after laying down earlier for watch, vinny is a relentlessly heavy sleeper no matter the situation. when he feels someone poke his shoulder he stirs and mumbles a little under his breath before rolling over in their direction. he thinks to reply but finds he's already starting to doze off again... so many sounds in the room right now... zzz.....
Mars: "..." He can't say he's surprised, so he decides to amp it up a notch and this time grabs Vinny's shoulder. "Vil, mate, wake up."
Vinny: as hes wobbled about he opens his eyes open blearily, head still on the pillow. he takes a few seconds to register his surroundings before blinking quickly. "hmm.. oh, right right..!" he pats one of his hands over mars on his shoulder briefly to assure him he's actually waking up this time, almost aiming off and patting his arm instead. he moves to sit up with a yawn, rubbing his eyes while feeling around for his glasses and grabbing a jacket
Mars: Satisfied that Vinny's woken up, he gets up and turns to wake Cimmorro up in the same manner, a quick shoulder poke.
Cimmorro: despite being a light sleeper himself, cimmorro truthfully found himself spoilt by the weeks of restful nights in the airship (apart from one) and even before that in the shorewater. he makes a face in his sleep and groans, turning to his side with his back facing mars. "five more minutes, ma" he protests. it is jasper who wakes with her head poking out of cimm's shoulder where he's holding her.
Mars: His stride taking abilities aren't even close to being tested but he does squint and leans over closer with a very slight frown. "Do I look like your ma, Cimm, wake up." He shakes a little harder this time around. He turns to Jasper with a look that says 'Do you see this shit Jasper.'
Cimmorro: with the help of jasper's sand paper licks on his face, the persistent voice that he now realizes does not belong to his mother eventually rouses him awake. he rubs at his eyes and squints to get a good look at his waker, then his head falls back onto the pillow and sighs when he realizes that it's mars. "if you grew your hair out, you could resemble her a bit," he jokes with a yawn.
Mars: "Been a long time since I had long hair so I doubt that'll happen anytime soon." He settles on, pushing himself up and waiting nearby Cimmorro and turning back to check in on Vinny.
Vinny: mumbling a little to himself still groggy vinny shuffles around the bed after sliding through the sleeves of his jacket. as if getting an idea he reaches over towards his suitcase, searching inside briefly before puling out a small book and placing it inside one of his jacket pockets, yawning silently again he finally stands.
Mars: Mars just shuffles out the way to make things easier (WHY DID I THINK THEY WERE OUTSIDE I FORGOT ABOUT THE CAR)
Han: the minivan...)
Cimmorro: cimm tries to envision how that looks in his head while he tightens his robes around him again. "hm, I'd like to see it one day," he comments. not hearing vinny at all since he woke, he decides to peek at him below from the top bunk greeting with a "wakey wakey--" only to be interrupted with an almost violent collision on his forehead from vinny standing at the same time earning a surprised and pained yelp from him as he brings both of his hands to the now sore spot.
Vinny: taken by surprise he yelps in unison with cimmorro as he falls backwards onto his bunk again, scrambling with his arm as he brings another up to rub his forehead. he hisses as he scrunches his eyes shut his glasses now askew, making a face like hes just licked a lemon as he tries to hold back any louder noises, he stage whispers upwards to cimmorro "s-sorry...ow....."
Cimmorro: "augghhh, i thought you were still asleep..." he replies in a hush as he works his way down the bunk bed, landing with a small hop in front of vinny before turning to him again. "that woke both of us up at least," he snorts with a slight wince as he still rubs on his own head. "didn't break anything, did you?"
Vinny: he makes a face as he tries to shake the residual pain off, blinking at cimmorro hopping down to the floor "n-no..." he adjusts his glasses again after "luckily these are in tact, hopefully we don't start seeing bruises grow on our foreheads..." he dusts himself off a little as he wobbles upright again looking to mars and then slightly away as if somewhat embarrassed
Mars: "You two survive waking up?" He asks quietly as he fails to be respectful, he's trying very hard not to find this a little bit amusing.
Cimmorro: "nothing I can't fix. just say the word I'll kiss it all better 😗" he starts walking out the caravan, passing by mars with a "yes, yes. thanks for all your help" with a light pat on the other's cheek as he steps ahead and stretches, observing how the campsite looks after the girls have finished their shift. seems uneventful, and he deems this a good thing. hopefully the rest of their night stays like so.
Mars: He just scratches the cheek where Cimm held with a skeptical look before wordlessly following him outside
Vinny: he blinks and shakes his head with a stunted sigh as cimm walks out, its too early (late) for him to process a reply. he heads out after mars and takes a seat somewhere outside close to a light source idly as he shakes the rest of his grogginess off
Han: han watching this bc shes not going to sleep until she sees them up and awake: 😕
The three begin their watch as they head outside. Mars keeps an eye and ear out but finds hes still adjusting to only having one of the former in the dark, nothing of note pops out to him. Feeling a little more alert than before, Cimmorro scans around. Though he doesn't pick up much until a small time into it, something rustles in the bushes nearby, with a squint he notes it just looks like a few wild rodents however, nearly startling him.
Off in the sky Silva surveys the area for Mars, off in the distance he thinks she catches sight of the same large silhouette skulking amongst the treeline, much more quiet this time, before it disappears.
Cimmorro: cimm takes a brief moment to check on the horses before settling down on a spot near the campfire, yawning as he sits. he blinks at the other two. "Soooooooooooooooo...."
Mars: "So...... What.... exactly?"
Vinny: vinny glances over from his spot by the fire and tilts his head
Cimmorro: do they just plan to sit here in silence for 2 hours? he shrugs in front of them. "anyone wanna share an embarrassing story before i doze off like this?"
Vinny: his face pinches like hes holding back a laugh "thats the first topic that came to mind, is it?" he shuffles around in his jacket again now that hes settled "well i brought a book..."
Mars: "Don't be silly, if you doze off I'll just wake you up again." Mars says as he takes a seat and sends Silva off to go look around.
Cimmorro: he pouts at vinny. "i thought we were supposed to be keeping watch and not diving into pages..." he gives mars a slight stink eye though and huffs. "I'm using my precious beauty sleep for this, the least you could do is entertain me a little!"
Vinny: he laughs a little "well i hadn't intended on reading it all that much, if you get drowsy later ill start reciting it loudly to the two of you" he thinks to himself amused as he looks out at the landscape
Cimmorro: it earns a smirk from him. "sounds interesting, maybe if you perform well the drake might even join for story time. save us the trouble of looking for it."
Mars: "Alright, alright you raise a point....... must it be embarrassing though? Vil could just recite whatever he's reading." What exactly is vinny reading actually.
Cimmorro: "not really, but it would be funny- fine, hmph, I'm open to suggestions" he playfully presents poise akin to a king on his throne.
Mars: He starts floundering. "Uh- I- Well, I got- Well actually I got nothing." He grimaces.
Cimmorro:
Vinny: he makes a face as if now reconsidering the idea "w-well lets hope we dont call it over actually..." he only just now registers the nickname from mars and smiles at his floundering "we should have brought cards..."
Cimmorro: "keva has some but she looked cranky enough as it is... so let's not..." he smiles wryly. "what book did you get anyway? did you get it from shopping earlier?"
Vinny: vinny thinks as he brings a hand to his chin "it was, i was mostly trawling for er... romance fluff to pass the time, but i found a relatively cheap tome i hadn't read before, though what i saw made it sound..." he tries to look as if hes not being judgy but he is "well, e-entertaining at least?"
Mars: "Entertaining....? You don't sound that certain." Mars picks up rather easily.
Cimmorro: "for someone who runs a business you sure are bad at selling this to us. read a paragraph for us then"
Vinny: "well... i don't like to pass judgement before finishing something" he glances at cimmorro and snorts "i'm not sure id try to sell it, the prose is a little too meandering and flowery... and the character motivations seem to change from chapter to chapter right now... its a little sloppy, especially the main characters inner voice" his voice gets clearer as he critiques the work semi-seriously going to pull the book out of his jacket
Cimmorro: cimm is just like, i guess it's book club time now !
Mars: FAILING to sneak in a peek of the book's title he just opts to ask Vinny instead. "What's it called?"
Vinny: he glances down as he pulls it out "ah.. the miscreant next door"
Cimmorro: "hm... sounds scandalous... oh my... 🫢 "
Mars: his mrm commenter is coming out
Cimmorro: stop i wa sliterlaly going to joke abt this
Vinny: fudanshi and proud #pride
Vinny: he waves a hand from side to side as if taking the statement seriously "not really, i think its er... a pure hearted story but its quite contrived... the romance is hardly compelling at this point"
Mars: "I'll be level with you, the title makes it sound like a mystery novel."
Vinny: he strokes his chin as he considers that "d-does it..? Hmm.."
Mars: "Well it certainly doesn't evoke romance. Sounds like a crime report about a miscreant next door."
Cimmorro: "i can see that. though if the reason you picked it up isn't even compelling, why keep reading...?"
Vinny: he finds himself amused by the interpretation "well.. i cant say i dont see the logic there" before turning to cimm, he slowly sets the book down in his lap "w-well, i've already read all the other tomes ive brought along with me..." he pauses serious again as he stares into the middle distance "and it was cheap......"
Vinny:
Cimmorro: HWLSMWLWMWPWLDLWPKCV I GAGGED
Cimmorro: the delay in Vinny's reaction makes him laugh. "do you wanna read one of the tomes i got? it's not romance, but magic textiles."
Vinny: he looks over again a curious glint in his eyes "oh? now that sounds interesting"
Cimmorro: "doesn't it? 😏" he feels a pang of accomplishment getting vinny's interest. "maybe you could add enchanted robes to your shelves one day!"
Vinny: he smiles "i'd been considering something along those lines for the future, actually! learning something more long term and permanent, to have alongside my temporary enchantment services..." he tilts his head "so many teachers to chose from in that regard though, and i got a little sidetracked attempting more permanent ones on armours with cole.." he briefly reminisces on the explosions at the store in the back of his mind
Mars: Mars kinda comes back from his wall staring. "? You sold armors? (> theres no walls here king.. metaphorical walls)
Vinny: "i do not... but we were experimenting with adding some in the future" he tilts his head "the room you stayed sometimes, the big set of armour in the corner was almost purely for that" he laughs a little dryly
Cimmorro: "I'll be your first customer 😌☝️ but on a more serious note, i don't think i ever asked, but what kind of enchantments do you provide anyway?"
Mars: "Oh, really?? Must've missed it." He scratches the back of his head.
Vinny: "well, we didn't experiment with it much when you were there, that might have been a safety hazard.." he scratches the back awkwardly before turning to Cimmorro "i'm not sure if my sewing can live up to what you usually wear but we'll certainly try, and ahh,... its nothing too complex, making things a little sturdier in regards to armour or weapons a little easier to swing" (this means +1 to ac or attack rolls lol)
Cimmorro: cimm seeing the stat blocks:
Mars: "That sounds convenient..." He seems a little interested.
Cimmorro: as Vinny explains his services, he nods like 'aaa.. naruhodo, ne....' and continues to watch the exchange between the two. "actually that makes for a good topic. why don't you tell me what's the history between you two? :3"
Vinny: "i can only hold one at a time so its limited, but i have had glowing reviews..." he tilts his head at the question from cimm "oh hmm, nothing too historic really, we'd only met about a month ago. he was pleasant company when he was around though"
Mars: "Its really nothing sordid, Ezra found me and took me back to Vil's shop every now and then after they let me out of the clinic." He adds simply.
Vinny: he points a finger in the air to follow up "and we had tea!"
Cimmorro: "oh it was that recent? you almost sounded like live-in partners until--- wait," he pauses to process the timeline in his mind "a MONTH ago? that was.... you were staying there this whole time?!" he emphasizes on his surprise as he turns wide eyed to
Mars: He was about to tilt his head at the live-in partners bit until Cimm brought up the time frame. "Well not the whole time, and I wasn't exactly lucid for all of it." He pats around his pockets to look for his notebook but starts recounting before he even finds it. "Half the time I was just out of town, I just got my travel plans delayed by the lockdown and the eye. Thing."
Vinny: he blinks wide eyed at the first comment "y-you.. l-live in partners...?" he stares at mars after as if to gauge if they really do seem that familiar with one another a little dumbfounded
Mars: He looks back at Vinny like he also doesn't know what he's on about.
Cimmorro: "he does call you a nickname I've not heard from anyone else either so 🧐?" the turns to mars again. "man, here i considered on calling you over as a +1 for the ball but thought you'd already found your way out of shorewater!"
Mars: He laughs a little at that. "Its fine, Ezra and I found our own things to do that evening. I doubt I would have been good company at the time anyway."
Vinny: he rubs his chin thoughtfully, growing embarrassed "w-well... i think that's just a quirk of our friend here... and i already g-go by a nickname really" at the comment about ezra he glances back at mars to derail the track his minds on right now "i think i recall hearing he made you drink"
Mars: The fact that he's been calling him something different doesn't even register to him, it was just that natural. "... I could call you Vinny if you preferred, Vil. I mean- Vinny." He clears his throat. "And yes." He leaves it at that. "... I was losing pretty badly." He mumbles the last part out.
Vinny: he waves a hand through the air as if to dismiss the notion flustered "n-no no, dont worry, feel free! i-i didnt really mind it" though watching him admit the second part makes him crack a smile "i've never beaten him at cards myself truthfully, so im not too surprised he swept you. he's got a funny prideful streak about that... not that i think he'd admit it" he thinks to himself that their contrast is amusing
Mars: Speaking of not admitting things he doesn't try to show too much how much of a relief it is that he can just keep calling Vinny Vil, but his face soon turns sour. "He kept beating me all the way to Shar Yun, I'm sure his pride's impervious at this point."
Vinny: he puts a fist to his mouth to hold back a laugh he nearly let out before responding "he's not as good at dice games if that makes you feel any better?
Mars: He seems like he's seriously considering it, arms crossed and with one raised to tap on his shoulder in thought. ".... I'll pick up some in Antessa." He begrudgingly resolves himself to.
Vinny: vinny gives him a cheery smile as he finds himself amused by how affected he actually was by losing at cards "maybe we can windowshop and find you a lucky pair"
Mars: "Not that I know how to play dice either... whatever that entails."
Cimmorro: "perhaps have a cleric of norebo bless them for good measure as well," he suggests. "we could use more games to have on the road, honestly... antessa's still a long way." he wilts a little remembering the trek.
Mars: "We're headed to Coralwash aren't we? Could pick some stuff up along the way, have you show us around town.'
Cimmorro: "yeah, i definitely will..." his gaze kinda trails off to the trees along with his thoughts before he blinks back. "i need to stock up some food for jasper anyways... this is hoping we make it there in one piece after all." anime sweat drop
Vinny: he glances in the same direction as cimmorro and tries to fight the oncoming dread that runs down his back "well, l-lets hope our preparations will be enough to handle all that... after how eventful our road trip has been so far im sure it'll work out... in some way!"
Cimmorro: he seems to huff out a small laugh. "this party may be a mess but... you're right, we manage to see things through." he waves a hand as if to dismiss the tense air. "we're going to have to get rid of that thing one way or another! how else are you gonna get home with it in the way!" 😤
Vinny: he smiles at the upbeat response and pumps his fist little, at the last comment he blinks "oh, thats quite true i hadn't actually thought about that..." <- guy who teleportation circles too much
Mars: "Well if you're headed back to Shorewater to Antessa you could go the other way and bypass the dragon all together." Long ass world round journey though.
Cimmorro: "through vargonia? he's a wizard with quite a knack for attracting danger..." to cimm, that's worrying, to say the least. and he would easily feel responsible if something happened to this man after plucking him out of his store
Vinny: he makes a face like he wants to voice a little disagreement but finds no basis for himself in his mind right now
Mars: "Yes well, he's not going alone there right??? He's coming with?" Us??? on this trip ???
Cimmorro: "oh. no, well, vinny isn't joining us for antessa... unless he does want to ride the ship in vargonia instead?" he looks at him like blinking cat
Vinny: he thinks to himself as he considers the additional weeks of time that would add "that seems like quite the detour..."
Cimmorro: "it is... it ensures you not getting swept up by dragon like a hawk to a mouse though"
Mars: "Oh- Wait, he isn't?" <- Clueless
Cimmorro: "yeah, I didn't get to explain but he's only to join us in coralwash before he heads back"
Vinny: he furrows his brow "i will consider it... in the event we do not deal with it on the way..." he turns to mars and adds on "if all goes to plan i'll be saying goodbye to you shortly in fact"
Cimmorro: "time flutters too fast!" he fakes a little wail.
Vinny: he gives cimm a rueful smile "i have to agree with you there"
Mars: He looks between Vinny and Cimmorro a little bit shocked. "Ah- Well, I suppose I would have found out when we got there." He remarks Seems he needs to be more proactive about finding out this group's agenda.
Cimmorro: cimm laughs apologetically. "sorry, things just kinda happen quickly. vinny came here on my request. he'll be making his last stop at my temple," he shares as he lights his pipe. "he possibly has something to help ulle. that and he could really use a break. i miss you (Vinny) already! sob sob sob!" he whines before taking a drag and puffs. "though i did want to ask, can i send you letters? since I'll be going around, i thought it'd be fun to send you spells i find that you don't have yet!"
Vinny: "yes its been quite a hectic series of events the past month.." at cimm's whining though he gives him a genuine and warm smile and pats him on the back "well, if it makes you feel better i feel quite the same. i imagine the trek back will be quite lonely after this" he leans away with his head on one his hand before blinking surprised and grinning at the prospect of mail "of course! it sounds like a fun way to enrich your studies too. i appreciate any bright spots in the coming days of whatever berryls' got planned for me"
Mars: "Ahhh Coralwash does sound pleasant." Mars glances over to his side to look at Vinny and likens the trip to a doctor's visit. "Will you be staying there for a while then?" To, yknow, maybe study it and shit.
Vinny: he turns back to Mars after "well, i'd like to stay a few days at the very least... the rest of you will have to go soon enough but spending a week there does sound nice..." hes daydreaming to himself a little about it now
Cimmorro: cimm grins brightly at vinny letting him pipe bomb his mail. "I'll be sure to pester you in letter form then, lest you pine for me too much." idly swaying side to side as the conversation goes. "if you're staying for that long, you could stay in the temple if you want. I'll let my sisters know. gives you less to worry about"
Vinny: he makes another surprised face "o-oh, if that's all right with them... i wouldn't want to impose on a church"
Cimmorro: "you're my guest, and a scholar at that. I'm sure they'd appreciate having you around for a while" he says care-freely
Vinny: he bows his head a little in cimmorro's direction thankfully "w-well... i'll be sure to be on my best behaviour while im there! my thanks to your family in advance" he fusses a little with his clothes
Mars: "A vacation's always nice." Mars muses idly. That being said he can't really imagine what anyone does in one tho and leaves it at that.
Vinny: he turns back to mars with a furrowed smile "that they are, i haven't had one in years.. and suspect this will be the last i have in a while"
Mars: "Aha... hm..." Can't say he can't relate tho. His last vacation was him getting hospitalized. Shit Vinny's still talking to him. "That's rough, you got a hard job lined up after Coralwash?" He adds.
Vinny: he glances at mars again with a somewhat pained face "well... more so that i think my ah... employer is going to tighten their chain on me once i return..." he tries to not look too downcast about it as he goes on "what i get for being so involved in things i suppose"
Mars: "Huh, no wiggling out of it then? Like, an employment contract term to break kinda thing?" Vinny we need to get you a union lawyer dude.
Vinny: he rubs a thumb between his brows as he makes a noncommittal noise "n-no... well nothing so above board anyway"
Mars: "Agh.. hm... Well... there's always the hard way." Mars says somewhat gravely.
Cimmorro: cimm going like this
Vinny: his face goes a little pale at the immediate suggestion before he laughs dryly "i dont quite know if i feel like taking on a such powerful organisation myself at the moment, but i'll think about it…
Cimmorro: "i know a thing or two about erm... disposing bodies. so.... i'm just saying..." his tone clearly a jest but he also isn't lying! he smiles innocently all the same
Mars: "Well you wouldn't be alone at least. At least one Jasidan priest
and one merc are willing to help, so two more than what you started with." SILVER LININGS, FIND THEM. NOW!!!!!!!!!!!
Vinny: he's somewhat heartened by the two pledging their immediate support, even if he's struggling to jump to the murder solution as easily as they have. even if he expected it from cimmorro he appreciates hearing it, and from mars he's more surprised than anything how quickly he backs him up, he scratches the back of his head somewhat embarrassed "w-well, thank you... i'll keep that in mind. let's not try and engage in any political destabilisation if we don't have to though, perhaps an er- more discrete method for the future..."
Mars: "Oop-" Mars clears his throat as he settled down and leans back. "Right- Yeah, well, maybe they'd let you file a complaint first." He's only half serious.
Cimmorro: cimm only makes a 'mmm' sound as the topic of berryl hits a wall once more. "from the sounds of it you'd would have to raise the case to the grimoire. is there be anyone else above berryl's position in power?" he holds a thoughtful gaze towards nothing in particular before his joking tone rises the next second and adds, "a wife perhaps?"
Mars: Mars just coughs as he's going for a quick drink.
Vinny: https://vxtwitter.com/PkRhythm12/status/1661516681053876225 whos vinny cimm mars, the last ones the dragon
Han: KLADGOIT;LR32QEADRWA;KK4W3;KL;LKJAWR3EFDS
Mars: MY WATER YOU FUCKIGNEOIGUHEJGKMO;ELWG
Han: chip i hope the dragons human form is that, also mars cimm vinny dragon
Vinny: tysm for the vital imput
Vinny: he laughs a little at his realisation under his breath before looking at cimmorro thinking to himself "the accord is its own free functioning group, even as a part of the grimoire. unless the other members had reason to do something they aren't too useful, and this is a personal matter its not even like he's breaking magical law..." he coughs a little as if to imply something before moving on "-and it would also be my word against his..." he sighs to himself "even the local monarchy in his area often struggles with him over things..." he shakes his head as he eyes cimmorro again deadpan "you're quite fond of that wife joke, arent you?"
Cimmorro: his expression just wilts more and more as vinny explains. he expected this would be the probable outcome but it's still frustrating. "well if you don't want us to sock the guy... what can he hold against you if you decide to just run away and disappear off map though?"
Mars: None of this registered right within Mars and he's now left wondering if Vinny's married or not and starts scanning him for signs of any sort of lifelong partnerships and bonds that he knows.
Vinny: he laughs dryly again as he stares off into the distance "that's an idea i often like to fantasize about... though i'd have to go somewhere i couldn't be scryed..." he continues mumbling under his breath as if he's strangly thought the idea through before finishing with "but... i'd have already done it if didnt feel like i was leaving my family to the dogs..." he looks like he might say something else but feels a little exposed revealing much more in front of mars
Mars: "Well there's - I've heard of an artifact once, stops you from being divined." He adds to the first bit. He was waiting patiently for Vinny to continue with where he trailed off, but backs off a bit when Vinny hesitates a little, unsure if he's going to continue or not. But He gets the idea there's something about his family that's being threatened by the accords.
Cimmorro: "yeah i was wondering if you could set or find anything like that, or another thing that could cancel out the effect... do you have a marking for scrying? cause i have one as our lady's karuth... but i suppose wizards are just freaks who just scry whoever they want to without a branding." he defeatedly sighs a puff of smoke. "your family travels a lot though, no? what leads would he have?"
Mars: "Yeah I know a guy who's hard to scry, couldn't find her when you need her, just shows up whenever the hell she pleases, something like that maybe."
Vinny: he glances over taking in mars' suggestion with a glint in his eye before looking back at Cimmorro "no, nothing special like that, though..." he gestures with an arm through the air "usually you wouldn't be able to notice someone scrying on you, but all accord members can tell when another one is scrying on them immediately. that's the only real benefit i have there" regarding his family he makes a conflicted face "they travel but its all around the same general area... they wouldn't be hard to track down if you knew what you were looking for..."
Mars: He just tilts his head a little. "That sounds a little... Odd?" It feels wrong but he can't exactly nail why.
Cimmorro: cimm frowns at the conundrum with his family but at the scrying he hmms and goes "now that you mention it... what's up with that actually? and is it only for in-house scrying or do people outside of the accord also get detected if they scryed on members?"
Vinny: he scratches his chin "it's not very typical no..." he looks over at Cimmorro "if any member scrys on another member, it doesn't activate if you scry on outsiders. i assume its to keep members from getting any ideas about spying on each other." he thinks again "i think its a part of the initial contract we sign, i assumed it was enchanted in some manner, though its not really a stipulation i have much of an issue with myself"
Cimmorro: he looks at him with a hint of disdain "you think...? as in, you didn't know what you signed?" hmm sounds familiar !
Vinny: he shakes his head quickly feeling like hes being called a bit of an idiot again "n-no! i knew the clause was there, i just couldn't tell at the time if the contract was the thing that gave me the ability..."
Mars: "I can see the privacy merit." He can't deny spying is exactly his first thought when it comes to scrying. He rests one hand on his chin but begins tapping on the log (THAT I ASSUME THEY'RE SITTING ON) with the other, inability to shut up eventually winning out. "It does come across as... What's a nicer word.... overbearing?" He settles on.
Cimmorro: "fair enough. unclear contracts are not foreign to me anyhow... still, i have to agree with mars. funny how they set this up to prevent spying yet here you are worrying about being spied on if you decide to hop over the wall"
Vinny: he puts his forehead in his hand as he considers this, scrunching his eyes a little "yes... w-well i see now that it probably also serves as an intimidation tactic for him... augh..."
Cimmorro: cimm smiles woefully, unable to hide his pity. "does scrying tell you of one's whereabouts though? it only shows you a glimpse of the persons surroundings not coordinates right?"
Vinny: he continues to hold his head in his hand scrunching his eyes shut "t-that's true...."
Cimmorro: "that solves the scrying problem at least, just flip him off then enter a dark room until it's over 👍" he jokes lightly. "the issue about your family's safety still stands though... what does he want from you to pull of such a heinous act, i wonder."
Mars: "Maintaining that barrier sure, labour from someone that's got something to threaten is a surefire way to make them do it cheap, and for things not above board but-" Mars pfts as he shrugs and shakes his head. "All that hassle for one- No offense Vil- wizard seems overkill." He does look at Vinny with some scrutiny, unless there's something specifically about Vinny..... But he's just a silly guy who explodes armours and lets a one eyed guy crash on his couch. as far as he's aware.
Cimmorro: cimm nods in agreement
Vinny: he laughs a little again as he's hunched over at that before sitting up again smiling sadly at mars "the effort is beyond me, though who knows if I'm not just one of many he's conned like this. Even if i tried and there were no consequences and it was all just threats... i just... couldn't risk it.." he folds his hands in his lap and looks down
Cimmorro: "it truly is puzzling. i don't understand why he needs to go such lengths if he just wanted people under his wing." he taps the mouthpiece of his pipe on his own chin in thought. "his organization is quite big and popular as people make it sound like. surely a lot of mages are dying to be a part of it..."
Mars: "Exactly that, unless every mage on his 'payroll' is under the same coercion scheme." as Vinny suggested, he might not be the only one.
Vinny: he nods his head "they are, i sure know i was, but they're prestigious because they dont accept everyone, just the ones they deem er... 'promising'" he makes a dreary face at mars as you say so
Mars: "I'd like to see all of Beryl's prestigious talent pool go on vacation all at once see what happens to the damn thing...." He mumbles quietly. The more they talk about the accords the more mars thinks this whole thing's starting to smell a lil like bull.
Cimmorro: another long sigh comes out of him. "maybe he's just having a power trip and we're overthinking all this. which then we go back to resolving it with um. socking the guy."
Mars: "Hah, maybe." He's never been very good at putting himself in the shoes of anyone like Beryl.
Vinny: his smile perks up again at the digs mars keeps giving the man before he smirks quietly to himself indulging in the beautiful fantasy cimmorro put in his mind "well, if you ever hatch a master plan for taking him down feel free to involve me..." he rests his chin in his hands again as he looks out at the trees nearby
Cimmorro: "you'd be the star of the stage, after all. you have to be there when it happens." talking about this always leaves cimm in a bit of a downtrodden mood, but somehow motivated all the same. what the fuck is going on at the accord... he can't help but be curious, vinny's safety aside.
Vinny: he smiles as he pats cimm across the shoulder with his other hand "you're crafting a lovely image right now i have to say" before he sits up again trying to cast the gloominess off himself
Cimmorro: cimm rolls his eyes at the shoulder pat vinny seems to have grown a habit on doing to him more often. he doesn't hate it though. "i have to say, the possibility of a dragon is scarier than a egotripping wizard. so if we deal with this, i'm sure we can figure that guy out." # believe it. in further attempt to lighten up the mood he goes, "so let's keep our wits about with us, hm? hm?" he presses vinny's cheeks with a hand, forcing his lips into a duck beak.
Vinny: he finds himself about to reply until his face is manhandled, he startles and scrunches his eyes before attempting to whack cimmorro's hand away "-ack, s-stop!" as they settle again he huffs a weary sigh to himself rubbing his mouth.
The three idle away the rest of their watch time listening to him Vinny read excerpts of the 'not great' book to lighten the mood from previous topics and the looming dragon. Vinny gets particularly amused at a passage that completely contradicts a previous plot point in the chapter 'the miscreant shouldn't even know where the key to the boudoir is...hehe haha...'
After a time the night settles in on him again however and he begins dozing off next to the other two, his head drooping. After a few minutes it lands softly on Cimmorro's shoulder as he falls asleep in earnest sitting up, the fire keeping him quite cosy with his glasses askew once more.
Cimmorro: cimm had already noticed him growing quieter and dozing off on his own and had already told him to just to go bed if he needs to. he and mars can keep watch mighty fine but vinny was stubborn enough to stay. and now they find themselves here, in this situation. a familiar one to the one not to long ago. "of course," is all that leaves him as he lets out a pouty exhale. he adjuts the way he sits so it doesn't strain the both of them at least (how this works, don't ask me) and pulls vinny's glasses off so he doesn't break it somehow while sleeping. he glances to where Mars is and softly snorts. "think you can princess carry him back into the caravan?"
Mars: He takes a moment to assess the situation, glancing around blatantly between Vinny and Cimm and tries his best to not seen amused by the whole thing. "I dunno he looks rather comfortable there already to me?" He states. He's not exactly the best at schooling his expression so the signs of amusement easily slip out of him in the form of barely contained laughter. He does at least begin moving to get Vinny back in the caravan.
Cimmorro: cimm raises a brow at mars, amused at the other's own amusement of the situation. "well, no need to rush, he's quite good at keeping me warm right now," he smiles innocently. "besides, he just dozed off, he'll probably melt from his own embarrassment if he woke up with you hoisting him. and then he'll never get any sleep again. what will we do if our wizard is restless for a drake hunt.... oh no..."
Mars: He finally lets out one quick laugh, still quiet, but still one. "Hah, true, though it won't do him any good to have a crick in his neck." While he's already up though, Mars decides dig through for his pack to see if he has something he can while away the last few bits of watch they have on. He's being kept abreast of the situation already, so long as someone keeps an eye on that he's at least not not confident about their ability to scram at a moment's notice. While rummaging around though he manages to find something that he's managed to keep with him. He always keeps most of his documents with him, mostly out of messiness but he's somewhat grateful now that he has the time to sort them out. He quickly leafs though a bunch of papers, job postings, expenses, notes, but chances upon a set of letters he didn't expect to find. "Huh-" He notes somewhat interested, a letter he was supposed to send to Cimm. "Oh hey I found-" He immediately pauses as he takes the letter out and realises its unsealed and exactly why its unsealed. "Uh." He just freezes up and hopes Cimm did not hear any of that.
Cimmorro: "a sore neck i can cure, no problem. but a sleepless and spell-battery-drained wizard? well, there's only so much i can do, as perfect as i am," he grins humorously and continues to watch the trees ahead of them. the short and quiet pause was somehow pleasant, despite the circumstances. the shuffling noise from mars' rummaging makes up for asmr. unfortunately for mars, cimm has a perception of +8 so he does happen to hear him speak up amidst the musing. he tilts his head to where the other is, as best as he can while he has a tenant on his shoulder and goes "hm? what is it?"
Mars: "Well its- I don't know if I should-." He knows by now the more he speaks the more Cimm can dig around, so the less is spoken the better. With both cimm's +8 perception and the fact that he isn't actually all that far away, Cimm sees him stuffing an envelope into a pack. "Actually I'm shutting up-"
Cimmorro: "what?" he blinks confused. "are you a divine sinner?" genuinely, what was he bumbling about that got him looking nervous? it was then he notices the letter but that doesn't leave him any less confused. "mars," he says, direct and accompanied with a pointed stare. at this point mars is familiar that this is his way of telling him to stop beating around the bush.
Mars: Weighing the pros and cons very quickly he notices very few pros aside from him coming off a little rude but otherwise harmless. And all the cons of having an awkward tense thing going on with the one guy that he knows a bit more well than the others on this trip. Not that he isn't used to being quiet and alone in a group traveling scenario, he just happens to actually consider Cimm to be at least something akin to a friend, a totally not at all roundabout way of admitting Cimm is a friend. "Alright, alright quit glowering. Just- Bah, its just messy."
He walks over with his own two feet and hands the envelope over to cimmorro and addressed to the Jasidan temple in Coralwash. Aside from the fact that its unsealed, it looks like a normal envelope.
Cimmorro: he eyes him as he extends his arm to hand the envelope over, eventually plucking it out of his hands. he only scans the outside before he grins. "awww for me? you were just shy..." he coos. "but why is it open?"
Mars: "It wasn't... Well I didn't know if I should send it." He scratches the back of his head. "I had the passing thought I ought to give it to you before we reached Coralwash, but then I realised I haven't even finished it." He thinks a little bit more "You're free to read it, there's no use hiding that now. Unfinished as it is, it was meant for you."
Cimmorro: "wh... why shouldn't you? i told you to write to me! come on..." he tries his best to keep his voice hush, but there's still a sting of betrayal in his tone. "well, it got to me. that's what matters." he tries to shrug but it made a strained feeling due to the weight on his shoulders. so he carefully moves vinny down to lay on his lap instead before unfolding the letter from the envelope. "anyways, don't mind if i do....~"
By all accounts its a normal looking letter though the further the letter gets read the more clear it is why Mars hesitated showing it in the first place, that being said its his own fault for bringing it up.
Cimmorro,
You spoke at length about Coralwash, and it never occurred to me how closeby it was to feasible the trip was. Regretably I don't know when if It would be nice to, perhaps, visit your town and have you take in the sights, surprisingly I don't see the ocean all that often despite the proximity. It would be nice to see Jasper considering how avidly you adored her.
Unfortunately I don't HHHHH Scheduling troubles By the time you get this letter, I have no earthly clue where the hells you'd be I may have already returned home and decided to pass by Coralwash. I'll write to you again of how the visit was, if I met any of your sisters or drowned NO, ate anything you recommended, or
The letter remains unfinished, though there seems to be some kind of checklist at the bottom.
p.s: stationary. envelope. Graphite. Rewrite.
Cimmorro: while he idly combs vinny's hair with his fingers (something he's grown a habit of doing while reading because of jasper,) a smile on cimm's face slowly grows wider as he reads on, having a laugh here and there especially near the end. once he's done, he puts the letter down and studies mars where he stands. he takes a moment to think of what to say. instinctively, he wants to tease him for it. but the fact that it is a 'mess' made it so heartwarming for him. it's sincere and he appreciates it that way. tonight, he decides to go easy on him. "don't you know how to swim?" an honest question, but there's still some playfulness behind it as he still finds the line funny.
Mars: At a glance Mars seems to be doing his best to keep his emabrassment in but under the microscope his mouth is too tense, his posture too stiff and gaze too avoidant. He was fully expecting some form of disappointment from Cimm about how he actually didn't intend to visit at all, but either that wasn't conveyed or something else caught his eye, the swimming question of all thing caught him off guard and released some kind of tension he didn't know he had. "What? Yes. No. Maybe?" He turns back to Cimm, pausing to consider at each word. He scratches his head. "I don't know, never really done it, I'd probably do alright in a pinch, but I wouldn't immediately think its 'fun'."
Cimmorro: the response makes cimm bark a laugh. "'never really done it' means no, you don't know how to."
Mars: He slowly eases up a bit more, though does take a glance at Vinny after that. Still passed out (Insyallah). "Then no, I don't know how to." He figures he'd probably figure it out though. If he has to.
Cimmorro: "it's too bad we're not staying long, i'd have given you swimming lessons! it's quite important, especially for you. you like to get on boats every now and then... geez" he shakes his head in disbelief. "but i can show you around for sure. and i'll be keeping this, thank you~" he chimes as he slips the letter into his sleeve.
Mars: "Ackh-" He's getting flashbacks of that time the guild receptionist in Bakaldor took his unfinished work application. Much like that time, its too late now. "So be it, just treat me to a meal for it." He jokes about. He was about to sit down until he looks at how comfy Vinny is and decides to sit on the ground near the two instead, back leaning on the log.
Cimmorro: he nods and watches mars lean more comfortably with a snort. "don't go sleeping on me too now"
Mars: "Or what? You'll pet my hair too?" He laughs as he leans his head back, at ease. "I'll be fine. Just tell me more about stuff to do in Coralwash."
Cimmorro: "hmmmm, i might. so best keep one eye open if you don't want me to." he was about to put some serious thought in answering the following request but decides against it and smiles instead. "you'll see for yourself when we get there."
Mars: He rolls his one good eye. "Alright then, leave some mystery around." He says as he keeps watch in comfy silence for the rest of their time together.
After a while Mars starts to note its starting to be the end of their turn on watch and it'd probably be good to inform the next pair of the figure in the distance. (Aqua note: I DIDNT FORGET ABOUT THE DRAGON) He looks over to Cimmorro and Vinny.
Mars: "So... How are we gonna turn in with Vil like this...?" He asks not yet realising he's supposed to carry him
Cimmorro: "you could try shaking him awake but? well, i've been shifting him around and he doesn't seem to budge so...." says the guy who's starting to lose blood on his legs where vinny lays.
Mars: Mars makes a concentrated effort this time.
Cimmorro: cimm stops his hand. "just carry him 😩 "
Mars: "What-" He thinks a little bit more. Some internal decision must've been reached and Mars just resolves himself to do so. "Alright, alright."
Mars crouches down and picks up Vinny princess tyle, despite his height and weight a man has never felt so light to Mars, its like picking up a bird. He flicks his head at Cimmorro to gesture to the caravan as the two walk in, intent on waking Psalm and Finn for their next watch, unbeknownst to them however the two have already awoken.
Psalm: Psalm rouses from a shorter than usual, but not wholly inefficient rest. He lucked out with a middlish watch he supposes, although it's hard to get sleep knowing there's a likelihood of being attacked by a fucking dragon of all things at any moment. In any case, he should probably go see if Finn is up so they can go relieve the others of their watch duty. Slightly groggy, he stumbles his way around the caravan in search of Finn's coffin. He doesn't really know for sure if the other man rests within, for all Psalm knows he could be out doing god knows what in the forest, but he knocks gently on it all the same.
Finn: finn hasnt really been able to nap, but its nothing out of the ordinary considering his strange sleep schedule. honestly, he was prepared to keep watch the whole night alone, so to see everyone volunteering was……strange. finn thinks it must be because they would feel bad toward his uncle if they made him do it alone. to pass the time, hes been entertaining himself in his head by planning ahead for the time he'll be spending with psalm.
hes more excited for it than he'd like to admit. having been on bad terms with psalm for so long had really been a downer. finn was so excited to talk about his engagement! and love in general!… and just talking to psalm at all. it was embarassing, really. but finn didnt have the time to contemplate his desperation, finally having heard those knocks on his coffin. he forces his eyes shut and doesnt respond…… psalm will find the coffin unlocked and he can raise the lid if he so wishes.
Psalm: The coffin doesn't stir even a little… which must mean that Finn is outside somewhere? Maybe he's talking with Mars and Cimmoro, although the likilhood of that… is actually quite high despite the latter's distaste for the vampire. Although he'd rather not get involved, to keep the other two waiting on him would be selfish. He raps gently on the coffin with his fingers lost in thought for a bit about where Finn might be, before getting up, stretching, and heading outside.
Finn: finn is all giddy inside his coffin, so much so that he cant stop smiling from ear to ear. any moment now, psalm will lift it and find before him a sleeping beauty! he will gently wake finn, leaning over him illuminated by the moonlight and finn will slowly flutter his lashes and act surprised but have all the time in the world to take the sight of psalm like that in to savor…except it… doesnt happen? its all taking way too long. not that finn minds fleshing this fantasy out but… when he clearly hears psalm leaving, finn rushes to lift his lid with great urgency and in a whiny voice he says loud enough for psalm to hear "w-where are you going psalm!!" usually finn wouldnt bother 'running' after someone like this, but waiting for psalm to go outside and come back would take too long…even worse if he got caught up in a conversation with those two wretched baseborn curs. the thought of them stealing psalm away from him made finns cold dead blood boil. not even his beloved vinny would be allowed to do that tonight… psalm belonged to finn right now.
Psalm: Psalm, right at the exit to the caravan, startles a bit when Finn calls out to him. He turns around. Maybe he hadn't knocked loud enough? "Oh, I didn't realise you were in there Finn. I tried knocking but I supposeyour coffin is more sturdy than I expected." He walks back over to the coffin, "What do you mean where am I going anyhow, it's our turn for the watch isn't it?"
Finn: finn frowns for a second before his expression takes on more that of a kicked puppy. he doesnt make an effort to get up quite yet, sitting in his coffin for the moment "why didnt you try looking inside at least?.. you were just going to leave me here!" finn then holds his hand out to psalm, clearly expecting to be pulled up. this part at least should go according to plan…….he hopes.
Psalm: "That seems like an unwarranted breach of privacy." Psalm raises an eyebrow, discerning. "Did you want me to look inside?" Psalm uses all of his 9 str to take Finn by the hand and help him out of the coffin, although why Finn expects him to do this… are all nobles like this?
Finn: finn merely nods and uncaring about psalms 9 str lets himself be pulled up. he steps out of his coffin and waits for psalm to let go of his hand first before he does "i suppose that kind of consideration speaks for your favourable disposition" he plays with a strand of hair and says the next part very casually "but you can look, i dont mind" as if finn didnt just drop that he then begins to make way for outside
Psalm: "I would think anyone with a hint of decency would think twice about it, but who's to say really." Psalm follows after Finn, not really sure what to respond. He's starting to just realise Finn likes messing with him, so it's water off a ducks back really. "I'll keep that in mind for tomorrow's watch, provided we're not all roommates in a dragon's belly."
Finn: "well" finn huffs "we are traveling with the worlds most uncivilized, unpleasant, indecent, disrespectful hooligans - in case you forgot! the bar is quite low!" at psalms latter comment finn realizes theyd get to keep watch together again? something he didnt think of, somehow. he assumed theyd re-elect the order each night, in case people got bored of each other…or didnt like each other. if finn got anyone other than psalm, he wouldve pushed for such a thing for sure. but he doesnt want to let psalm know hes this behind.
As the two make to walk out the other three walk inside, Vinny continues to drool away in Mars hold as they exchange brief greetings, the other two eyeing the man in Mars' arms. Mars warns the two of them in the meantime of the figure in the distance he saw.
Psalm: psalm has no comment beyond "if vinny were awake he'd probably be red like a tomato"
Finn: finn cringes at the sight. no one should be allowed to handle vinny like that except for himself!… and perhaps cimmorro, as much as finn doesnt like the idea he cant deny that those two have a somewhat intimate relationship and itd be wrong to refuse vinny his own chosen friends. finn hates that mars has the audacity to touch vinny like that, to hold him, when he hasnt earned it. that aside, normally finn would insist on taking over from mars but since hes with psalm right now he cant. the man he dedicates his night to shalt have his priority. finn will remember this as another reason to resent mars for.
After speaking they pass one another and the three head back towards the room with the beds, though after a few moments Vinny begins to stir in Mars' hold.
Vinny: lifting his head from mars' shoulder he blinks awake blearily, awoken by mars walking or talking he cant quite tell. after he glances up the man groggily he stares for a few moments blankly before recognition dawns on him, though only of who he's staring at. not fully awake he asks, confused about his proximity "...mars?"
Mars: Oops, not that any of his pros and cons weighing mattered, vinny woke up anyway. "Go back to sleep." He just says as he (unintentionally) glares down.
Vinny: he furrows his brows a little scared of mars' ominous expression in the dark, almost ignoring his words as he starts looking around worried before realising where exactly he is. after a few more seconds he blinks as his face grows red and he starts tapping the arms holding him up somewhat frantically and whispers "why are you...!? er- t-that's quite alright..! you can put me down!"
Mars: He just lets him down easily LMAO, hands raised and spread upwards like 'See not touching anymore.'
Cimmorro: cimm's just laughing from behind them. "we didn't wanna disturb you. you were sleeping like a baby."
Vinny: he shuffles to the ground as attempts to not trip over his feet accidentally, trying to not make any further direct eye contact with the man, as cimm speaks up his face gets even redder "w-well... t-thank you?" he says the last part almost like a question, barely sure of his own words. he thinks idly to himself that well at least it was only these two that saw him like that before turning around to ready for sleep again, moving a little more quickly than normal as he tries to ignore them
Mars: Mars just tilts his head in confusion as he waits for Vinny to climb in so he can head to the nearest open bed. "Well, night you two." He says with a tired wave.
Cimmorro: cimm gets on the top bunk and says "maybe we should get an earlier time for you next time."
Vinny: he mumbles back a 'goodnight' to mars before glancing upwards, though he cant see cimm "the airship might have spoiled me a little as well..."
CImmorro: he snickers lightheartedly. "nighty night you two"
Mars: Mars just mumbles a quick night, exhaustion he didn't know he had seeping as he waves the two off and turns around.
Vinny: vinny does his best to dispell his lingering embarrassment as he focuses very intently on falling asleep again "goodnight..."
As the three head to sleep, Finn and Psalm settle themselves outside for an evening on watch.
Finn: when finn and psalm finally have the space to themselves, finn plops down and kicks his legs a little, looking to psalm to see if he will sit with finn or not
Psalm: Psalm rolls his eyes, "There's worse out there." But that's all he says, not really wanting to get into it. He goes and checks up on the horses as they get outside (after exchanging whatever necessary greetings with the other three), and then does in fact sit with Finn, as there is literally no reason not to. Hes still a bit sleep, honestly, not usually quick to become alert after waking up, but he does his best to not appear so.
Finn: "soooooo," finn starts and tries and fails to hide his smile "while we wait for this dragon to come and eat us, lets talk about love!" he practically beams "there were quite a few things youve said that left me wondering about you, you know" finn gestures vaguely like an anime character "i mean i know you said youre not interested in romance right now and i assume its mostly because of…" finn gestures at his head "…but have you ever actually been in love? any past scars that prevent you from opening your heart again?" finn dramatically hugs himself and feigns hurt, then squints at psalm through his lashes to suss out anything he may leave unspoken
Psalm: Psalm narrows his eyes, immediately suspicious of Finn's intentions. Still, he does enjoy this topic of conversation… "I can't think of a better thing to discuss while we wait around for our impending doom." Psalm shrugs. "It's not just Ghester anyways, I have a lot going on." He gestures vaguely, "even right now I'm in another content sorting out cults and hunting dragons. I don't see how I could possibly have the time for romance." Psalm wonders briefly if it's worth bringing up at all, but he supposes Finn did tell him about his weird fiance situation even if it was against his will kind of. "I've been in love before, just once." That's all he says.
Finn: finn nods and keeps his eyes trained on psalm as he talks, even if he finds his answers to be incredibly boring and largely uninteresting. it is that part of psalm thats unwilling to rebel against the circumstances that finn finds so appalling… finn is traveling and also rather busy but he'd make it work if he was in love…….well. orins not here right now but still. if he were here- finns train of thought is interrupted when psalm finally says something that truly gets his attention. subconciously finn leans foward with big eyes "just once? how long ago was it? with who? do you still talk to them?"
Psalm: he leans back. "Yes, just once. Not that long ago honestly…? A few years ago we just decided being friends was better." Psalm ponders the date for a while, he remembers the exact moment, of course, but decides Finn doesnt need to know that. "We still talk, I sent him a letter a while back actually while we were still in Shorewater but as of right now I still haven't gotten a response." Which is concerning to say the least, especially with the information he'd been granted by his patron. But he tries not to let his concern show on his face. "He's probably just busy." Psalm shrugs in a way he hopes comes off as nonchalantly. Maybe he shouldn't talk about this after all.
Finn: finn doesnt let it show but as soon as psalm mentions a 'he', disgust wells up in him…..sure, psalm and this mystery guy have decided to be friends but thats still a man thats potential competition. well, even if psalm had been in love with a woman or otherwise before finn wouldntve been happy about it, but at least he wouldnt have to fight to be the better man. he tries not to ponder it as hard right now. "if you had sent me a letter, i wouldve responded even if i were busy" finn rolls his eyes and gestures with one hand "actually…" finn looks at psalm and fails to elaborate. he wants to ask more about psalms past but that would require moving away from romance as a topic…its a difficult pick. "i dont think i know why youre here. at all. why are you even a vengaboy" finn blinks, almost as if he wasnt sure he just said what he said
Psalm: Psalm blinks at Finn once and then starts laughing. "Thanks? But dont worry about it, he's not the type to ignore me so I imagine he's indisposed, given his line of work it isn't unusual." There's a genuine smile on his face as Psalm thinks about his friend. He can't help it. At Finn's question Psalm crosses his arms. How can he put this. Business as usual he supooses. "Due to…" he pauses. "…circumstances I had to leave my home town for a while. I ended up in Shorewater by chance, took Vinny's posting to find his cats since I needed money, and then ended up getting stuck with everyone else here. Truly a testament to my luck that a job finding a cat leads to chasing cult activity half way across the globe I suppose."
Finn: finn just squints at psalm the whole time….he was a bit dense, but psalms incredibly obvious evasiveness wasnt lost on him. maybe he could use this to his advantage though… "what line of work does your friend happen to be in? i just cannot think of anything so arduous it would prevent one from writing a meager little letter" he gestures dismissively with his wrist "also pray tell, what is your friend called? it is a little tiring to simply call him 'he'… and a bit rude too" finn doesnt even bother trying to unpack psalms 'circumstances' rn because he knows that will be a much tougher shell to crack
Psalm: "Youre right. My apologies.He's a swordsman by the name of Basil. He mostly does bodyguard work last I checked. A bit more official than what I'm up to right now keeping an eye on you for your Uncle though." Psalm jokes. "But he has to travel around the continent fairly often, and I figure it can get pretty dangerous considering the types he has to guard so… I'd be happy to hear from him even if it is meager."
Finn: finns eye briefly twitches. great. its a man and a swordsman. his engagement to orin had to work out. regardless finn brings himself to smile a little bit "mm.. thats what i think too. anyone would be glad to hear even meager news from someone with this profession. i understand now why hes not responding to you" he rolls 'the types he has to guard' around in his mind "sounds like hes escorting noblemen or some such?" an inquisitive glance
Psalm: Psalm wonders if Finn's eye just now was a trick of the light, but decides to leave it alone. "I'm sure he's fine though. He's pretty capable, for what it's worth when we were children it was always him bailing the two of us out of trouble…" Psalm crosses his arms. "Probably? When we, er- worked together in the same group, we usually opted for different jobs. Different talents you see. And he liked to keep his jobs a secret from me because he's a bit of an asshole like that honestly. I didn't see very much of him during that time either honestly." Psalm considers that bit of information for a bit before mumbling to himself, "Maybe the distance is why it didn't work out…" he sounds like he's having a revelation…
Finn: finn thinks hard about this for a moment…different talents…but all hes seen psalm do is fight and bail him out of terrible social situations. so he's not sure what psalms other talents are "distance is the adversary to all love…" finn whispers dramatically and clutches at his chest "but to be frank with you psalm, i dont know what your non-combat talents are aside from getting your foot stuck in your mouth" he winces a bit at the memories coming back to him "and while i wouldnt consider you a great fighter, maybe youll earn just enough experience from traveling with the vengaboys to close that distance between your professions" finn looks away after saying that, unsure if its okay for him to be helping the enemy "if you wanted to, that is" he adds after a moment
Psalm: "I suppose it is," is all he says to that. But he sniffs, fake offended. "I can be a capable talker when I need to be. Basil is far too excitable and honest, so it was up to me to lie when we needed to lie. But I suppose in casual conversation that is quite a different story…" Psalm crosses his arms, "I don't think I'm all that great either, but we should spar one of these days and measure our distance. Although I think I'd probably have a rough time of it." He smiles though. "I can't say I want that, I do enjoy having him act out being my knight in shining armor," he snorts. This is mostly a joke.
Finn: finn is not entirely sure whether psalm is joking or not, but the man just openly talked about being a liar for a living (<- finns understanding of it) which wasnt surprising, but still "and is all that lying what led to your leaving home due to… circumstances?" finn tries to mimick psalms tone and a bit of the pauses he used earlier to weasel his way out of an answer
Psalm: "No, funnily enough. Quite the opposite really. I just figured it was time to be honest with myself and switch careers rather than stay somewhere that was honestly pretty shitty." He sighs. "If only Basil would do the same, but maybe he's better off this way." He waves his hand vaguely. Psalm recognises that Finn is mimicking him by the way, and just makes up his face.
Finn: something about psalm saying all that threatens finns mood to drop. he'd rather psalm was a liar who got swindled and cheated and beaten and bruised all the way to shorewater but no, the man is simply starting with a clean slate. something finn wishes so desperately he could do but he doesnt see himself ever getting there. ruminating on this makes finn take a good long moment before he responds. hes not sure if he wants a third emotionally charged conversation today though so he thinks of a way to bring them back on track. "better off or not, lets cut to the chase psalm… theres something important you left out all this time and its really distracting me from what should be your riveting tale of self discovery" finn folds his hands in front of his face (around his mouth and nose like sasuke) and then he gives psalm a sharp glance "is basil handsome?" he did need to know. he's surprised its not the first thing hes asked actually… hes off his game!
Psalm: Psalm waits patiently for whatever Finn is thinking about for so long to wrap up in his head, although he's a bit curious. Ultimately he decides that their measly night time watch is probably not the best time to question it, so he accepts the following question easily. He can't say he wasn't expecting it… but this type of thing doesn't make him embarassed in the least. "Yes, in a boyish rogue kind of way, if I had to describe it… He's a bit shorter than me if that helps you picture him."
Finn: finn crosses his arms and taps at his arm with a finger impatiently while psalm briefly describes basil. when hes done, finn frowns at him and gets a bit snappy (in a playful oujo-sama way) "not at all! youve barely told me anything! not what kind of hair he has, what his face is like, if he has" he uncrosses his arms to gesture at his biceps "if hes well built, what kind of fashion he adorns himself with! you didnt tell me what you like best about him, what stands out most about him! you could also tell me if hes a tiefling like you or not…tsk" he raises his nose and looks down on psalm expectantly
Psalm: "Alright, fair." Psalm frowns a bit, hesitant to give more details though. He's not sure he'd like it if Basil was out there in the world talking about him to strangers, but he supposes he needs to get over his need for secrecy when it comes to some things at least. Describing him to Finn won't put him in harms way if they were to ever meet…probably? He does a poor job from hiding his hesitancy though. Not that Basil would care much, but it was Psalm's job to care about this between the two. "I don't see why this is necessary, but he has curly midlength hair, a round face. I don't think I've ever seen him not smiling also, so my complete opposite in every regard." Psalm gestures at his straight, dark hair that just kind of sticks out everywhere at his neck. "I don't think he cares too much about his appearance or fashion if I'm honest, but he's of a fairly average build. Really I'm not sure where he gets his strength from. And he's blue. A blue tiefling." Psalm ponders this next line of questioning… "As for what I like about him… I don't know how to express that in words so I won't bother. I guess he's a good friend..?" Psalm says, although even that he has to wonder about a bit. It is lacking in its simplicity, but it feels awkward sitting here describing him
Finn: finn wonders if psalm is taking so long because finn is forcing him to talk about his former lover in great detail like that…. finn can be lenient in this case and he patiently waits, since its his fault its a bit awkward. although he wants to tell psalm to be proud of his attraction and cast aside his hesitation even if it happens to be to someone average or even ugly. as psalm elaborates on basils appearance finn nods along and thinks, trying to fit all the information together like puzzle pieces "now, was that so hard? i have a much better idea of your friend now" finn chooses to not comment on what psalm likes best about basil, thats for him to treasure and for no one to question "but" finn says and smirks, leaning forward ever so slightly "he doesnt sound nearly as handsome as you, even though he should be. id love to make a fair comparison some time though" finn leaves psalms personal space and sighs, greatly enjoying their conversation again. he then peers at psalm "you know, you haven't really asked me anything all night. as much as i appreciate and enjoy having a free pass to interrogate and pester you, i have to wonder if youre content just sitting on your own curiosity…" he very clearly wants to be asked anything at all
Psalm: "Well if he were to ever show up I'd probably have to wonder just a little bit what he's doing this side of the world, but he did travel quite a bit. Although there's no need to compare us, I think he's far more attractive than me. Maybe my own bias." Psalm shrugs. Compliments from Finn about his own appearance are now becoming something hes getting used to, is this a bad sign?"And true… I wasn't quite expecting to be put in the hot seat all of a sudden. Although, I'm not sure what it is I could even ask you. You clearly have your whole.. engagement (he says this word quietly) sorted out. I suppose that in itself answers the questions you first asked me. Orin knows about your vampirism, right?"
Finn: "oh but there is a great need to compare you! one must always assess their position…" finn trails off. it was also very important for his own entertainment and enjoyment. if basil was hotter than psalm, he'd have to change plans and go for him also! at psalms rather blunt disinterest finn plummets a little, pouting. "of course orin knows! he accepts me wholly…" finn closes his eyes and digs up from the recesses of his mind when orin found out.. how warm that felt although it was something so detestable to show to him. "but i cant believe youre not letting me gush about him! hes my fiance to be and you dont even care what i like about him…" he very obviously feigns crocodile tears, mimicking that junko enoshima mushroom sprite. hes getting used to psalm not living up to his expectations, not taking as much offense to it as he used to "but go ahead… ask me about vampirism…." the first time he appeared before the group was with orin, and he had been a bat then… psalm mustve been so transfixed on finns beauty that he forgot it even happened, finn thinks. so he can count it as a good thing.
Psalm: "Position…right." Suspicious… "You're free to do so if you wish, by all means I'd love to hear more about Orin." Psalm means this too, admittedly he's been curious about the man ever since his brief conversation with Keva about him. "It would be wrong to say I don't care actually, considering the more I learn about you the more I'm surprised."
Finn: finn blinks up at psalm with sparkly eyes at the final comment "reaaally?" he leans in a bit again, batting his eyelashes "how come? tell me more, you must!" the prospect of gushing about orin is as good as forgotten at the possibility of being showered in praise and compliments.
Psalm: The switch up gives Psalm whiplash, but he squashes the urge to protest. Sorry Keva, he thinks. He'll have to try thinking of a way to bring this conversation back around to Orin somehow. Psalm had honestly not meant anything too extraordinary by what he'd said either, but he gets the feeling Finn will be disappointed if he says as much. Although now is as good a time as any to work on his honesty. "I mean you're pretty eccentric? Although who in this group isn't…" Well, not him. Probably. But still. "I feel Ive made it seem worse than it sounds. I just feel like you care about things I wouldn't expect you to. Like romance. And there's nothing I intend to ask you about your vampirism at the moment. You don't seem particularly enthused about the topic so there's no need."
Finn: finns eyebrows shoot up in shock and he grasps at his chest again "how come you wouldntve expect me to care about romance? romance is the most important thing in anyones life! it is the very height to strive for and to experience, to indulge and partake in! to be ravaged and destroyed by!" he raises a hand up to the sky like an actor in a play, caught up in his musings about the topic "to not care about romance is to give up on life- no, happiness itself!" he then looks at psalm again with a smile on his face "it is a strange assumption to make about me.. do be assured about my vested interest in the topic once more" he then blinks as if he seems to realize "ah, i wont apologize for professing my passion, but i did get us off track im afraid… not that there was much of a track… but if my personal affairs are so clear cut and unmysterious to you, we can always talk about stories of love instead v__v" a few weeks ago, he actually wouldve blown up at psalm for his lack of enthusiastic interest… strange how conventional attractiveness can change your feelings over time!
Psalm: Psalm blinks once at Finn's speech before speaking. "Yeah actually maybe the dramatics make sense. I was thinking it was too down to earth for the likes of you, but I realise I was going about it the wrong way. I forget you do things your own way.. arguably the best way to do them even. I respect the intensity. Agree even, although I'm not sure I'll ever experience a love as earth-shattering as you've described." Psalm then, realising his error, tries to backtrack a bit. "I think I've given you the wrong idea. It's quite the opposite really. Nothing about you is clear cut, and I find your condition anything but unmysterious. I simply didn't want to be too nosy. However," recalling Finn giving him permission to open up his coffin,"it seems that you want me to be more interested so I'll bite. I've no more stories to tell anyways, unless you want to share some before I begin my interview."
Finn: finn did expect psalm to be moved at least a little bit by his speech, if he is a true lover of romance, but this was more than he bargained for and it makes him feel giddy all over, blushing a little. the words 'I forget you do things your own way.. arguably the best way to do them even.' especially wash warmly over finn. a smalll smile tugs at the corners of his mouth. he visibly relaxes and regards psalm with a kind look in his eyes "i cannot fully fault you for your caution, given that im quite peculiar with who wishes to involve themself with me… but i favour boldness over caution and i believe ive made it more than clear that i quite favour you.. even now, when you offend, i cannot help but be more lenient with you" he smiles more now despite being a bit annoyed at said leniency he bestows upon psalm so often now "so by all means, be bold and go ahead"
Psalm: Psalm like have I done anything offensive…? But that will probably get him in trouble so he keeps his mouth shut on the matter. The reaction to his statement isn't what he expected either, but the day he predicts how Finn will react to something is the day hell freezes over. He decides to just take the extended olive branch instead, rather than fuck up somehow by saying something silly like asking why Finn even seems to like him so much to begin with. "Alright, then any love stories before Orin you feel like sharing?" He'll get to the vampirism in a moment.
Finn: finns face contorts a bit, a bit like the face they make in soul eater when excalibur is mentioned. he opens his mouth and closes it a bit, he seems to be struggling to come up with an answer "n-not really…" he avoids looking at psalm "ive never been in love before, you see…" he closes his eyes and collects himself, composure quickly regained "so this is an exciting development for me… my precious first love is unfolding as we speak!…" he hugs himself dramatically again and hopes thats enough
Psalm: Curious reaction, although the reason becomes clear in a moment. Psalm takes a moment to register this in his mind. He'd kind of expected it. He wonders what the hell is going to happen when they see Orin again. Should he stop this, if not for Finn's sake but Orin's? But to be honest, why should he care? For all he knows Orin is just as crazy, although he didn't really get that impression. Oh well. "I see." Is all he says. Psalm pats his shoulder, genuinely at a loss, although that doesn't show on his face. "I look forward to seeing how it unfolds." He does not think about this any further than that, for the moment. "I'll just dive right in and ask, and forgive me for my idiotic question, but have you ever bitten anyone? I assume that was what you were up to that time with the cultist back in Theyord's lair."
Finn: finn briefly wonders if he should bring his real first love, sasuke, up…but he doesnt know if psalm would understand manga well enough to be initiated into its workings… although, he supposes, its not much different from pining after a character in a normal book. but still… their bond is just not at a level where he can share this yet.
at the comforting pat on the shoulder hes able to relax again… although something about the pat seems off in a way he cant put a finger on. oh well, physical contact with psalm is physical contact with psalm! he mumbles out a "me too" at the unfolding love statement. finn blinks at the question about biting people, especially the cultist. he did order psalm to be bold and he is at a level with the man where he does not take offense to the question. olsts average tasting blood comes to mind again and finn thoughtfully assumes a thinking pose "it was indeed so… an unexpected turn of events for me, i should add" he studies psalm "tell me what you think though psalm… have i bitten more people before?" hes keen to figure out which answer will put psalm at ease here
Psalm: Unfortunately for Finn, he doesn't know that Psalm is a well versed patron of all kinds of literature… including Naruto (Ino is his fave.) Psalm wonders if it was really unexpected or if Finn was inexplicably trying to seduce the cultist but doesn't say all of that. It's the kind of thing he's starting to realise Finn would do, but it's neither here nor there at the end of the day. Psalm himself assumes a thoughtful pose, tapping once or twice on his thigh with his fingers as he thinks of a "right" answer. "I can't imagine Theyord's basement would be the ideal opportunity to test something like that out for the first time, so I assume it's something you're at least a little practiced with."
Finn: finns smile now carries a tinge of bitterness but it isnt directed at psalm specifically. "correct" he confirms and unassumes his thinking pose "of course ive bitten people before, ive been a vampire for a long time after all" not once does he take his eyes off psalm as he says this, studying his expression constantly "but it is something i reserve for survival" and an intensity seeps into his gaze "or for love" expecting psalm to understand without trouble as usual. if hes a romantic he should get it, finn thinks. he wonders to himself if he should elaborate more, he kind of would like to, but he thinks he must look pretty cool right now and that he ended his explanation on a cool note so he opts not to for now.
Psalm: (Psalm has the same enthusiasm about this topic as Laius did when asking Marcille what it felt like to be attacked by the man eating plant in dungeon meshi chapter 2) "I see…!" Psalm nods thoughtfully. "How long exactly? Feel free to ignore that if you don't want me finding out you're secretly an old man." Psalm doesn't really mind Finn staring holes into him, because he's arguably doing the same, enthused although displaying the same nonchalance he usually does. "Survival I can understand, romance also. I feel that's the kind of thing that would be intimate if reserved for a partner." He gets it
Finn: finn feigns bashfulness, hugging himself dramatically and looking away from psalm, his voice raised in pitch as he speaks "oh how dare you! trying to get me to admit my age! i assure you im no fossil…" he returns to looking psalm in the eyes but briefly ponders how much he truly wants to share with him about this. his speaking voice returns to normal too as he scoots closer to psalm and in an act of rash stupidity, he rests his head on psalms shoulder "do you mind?" he still tries to look from this perspective even if its entirely useless. usually finn wouldnt bother asking for permission like this, especially not after psalm went out of his way to touch finns shoulder which clearly meant something, and one could argue he shouldve asked before breaching psalms personal space if he was going to ask anyway, but considering how skittish psalm can become when it comes to intimacy he figures he might try to treat him a little more with care. lest he scares him off.
Psalm: "Damn, you found me out," Psalm says, monotone. At Finn's actions Psalm just raises an eyebrow. "No? But I mean if you're still tired or something you can go sneak a nap in your coffin. Not like our watch is much longer."
Finn: "not at all" finn says and gets more comfortable at that, scooting a little closer so their shoulders bump together "you seem rather excitable about my condition, so i wont bore you with any distractions" he angles his head a little so that he can look at psalms throat as he speaks. hes tempted to make some kind of joke about letting a vampire this close (although itd really annoy him if anyone else did it) but he supposes psalm just trusts him that much. or doesnt care. or maybe he would want to experience being bitten? not that he'd do it unprompted but psalm is someone he would most likely drink from. but he halts his thoughts, its subtle but finn would like to hear that enthusiasm return to psalms voice. "make no mistake, my reason for my restraint is not as noble as you might be assuming right now. it is one of my only un-noble traits, really. there is a grave difference in taste between the scraps i starve myself on and the blood of a person" finn snakes his arms around psalms shoulders "were you aware of that?"
Plum: i havent been reading so i have no idea how they got to this point to be honest
Vinny: like always with finn at the drop of a dime. psalm got laid last night he cant forget about ike sorry finn
Finn: JWHDOZNSHELXMSHWODNSHWKDNX he didnt tell me that!
Keva: i'm seeing other poeple
Psalm: i think finn would kill him. honestly i think the only way psalm would get out of that situation unshanked is if he said the sex was bad
Finn: WHEEZE
Psalm: "Well I mean it's not often you meet a real life vampire." And you seem kind of offended when I don't take interest Psalm thinks to himself. He's watching Finn carefully though, squinting. " Honestly, that seems like it makes sense to me. I can't imagine rat blood being more appetising than a human's. But, restraint with what exactly…?"
Finn: "theoretically it should be though, right? blood is blood after all. at least thats what i expected all the way back then" he smiles bitterly to himself. it was a lie to say he expected it, he had deluded himself into hoping for it. but thats a detail that can be safely omitted. he tightens his hold subconsciously a little. "silly psalm… my restraint for why i dont drink from people of course!" he laughs quietly "there is nothing stopping me from finding an unfortunate, willing soul whenever i please - with the exception of these backwaters here maybe - and enjoy the finer taste im entitled to. but i told you i reserve that for special circumstances. i dont need you to wager a guess as to why that is, feel free to think on it however you'd like, except i simply cannot have you think me kind and noble and pure and good for not doing it. you must not consider me kind for my restraint." he hides his face away, nuzzling it into the fabric of psalms shirt, trying to feel his warmth through it. finns answer must be a bit incoherent but he doesnt mind as long as psalm accepts the cruelty of his heart.
Vinny: im crazy im not normal jsyk psalm [cuddles with you]
Finn: good summary
Keva: at this point every response from jude feels like a casey frey video where like, i have to experience it in chunks bc i get so mortified i have to look away for a bit
Psalm: "Well not that fantasy novels are any indication of reality, but there must be some reason they always seem to imply people taste the best." Psalm wonders if Finn is feeling alright. Surely he doesn't get cold ? "Not that I really understand your logic but sure, if that's what you want it's neither here nor there to me." He takes Finn by the shoulders and pushes him back a bit (as much as he can maneuver), eyes wide in a kind of concerned alarm and goes "Are you feeling cold by the way? I know I'm warmer than the average person but we can sit closer to the fire if you want."
Finn: finn is startled when psalm pushes him back, stomach dropping at the immediate fear of being unwanted and unwelcome. its kind of refreshing to see some emotion on his face though since it turns out to be out of concern for him, which finn always enjoys. finn wonders if he must be blushing right now. "i just like being close to you…" the words tumble right out of his mouth and he keeps his gaze trained on psalm. acutely ware of the hands softly gripping his shoulders and with psalms scent still fresh on his mind, finn feels the urge to have his own hands join psalms. he does mumble a small addition while one of his hands rises to meet psalms but stops along the way, too focused on the undivided attention psalm is staring him down with right now "although its nice to not be as cold…" vinny was concerned for him being cold too, that time… he remembers the warmth vinnys jacket brought him that night… what a dilemma to have two such different guys doting on him.
Psalm: Psalm, like always, is deeply confused by Finn's motivations towards him. This is the same man who was a moment ago talking about how he wanted his first love that he plans to propose to to go well. He wonders if playing dumb here, or being upfront would be better, although the latter tends to get him in trouble whereas the former only serves to make Finn kind of mad at him. Which is worse…
Ghester: you hear a familiar voice pipe up into both your heads "he really is quite handsy, isn't he?"
Finn: finn merely smiles like =^__^= a little bashful but not embarassed
Psalm: he goes "Me? Surely not."
Ghester: ghester laughs "no no, you're about as physically affectionate as a door my dear" he pauses then goes on "i wonder how committed you are to that fiancé, finnian? though maybe he's the open sort"
Psalm: he just frowns at this
Finn: finn smiles at psalm since he has no other way of 'looking' at ghester "hey now, we were roommates for a while and you still call me finnian?" (<- playful tone) "i love orin! with my whole heart!" finn places a hand on his chest, where his heart is for emphasis "but i dont know if he will reciprocate this love, so… as long as im not officially engaged…" he trails off and then seems to realize something "actually- why are you asking? dont tell me youre interested ghester?" <-clueless
Ghester: "only psalm gets special treatment from me, I'm afraid" he responds playfully back but then pauses after and huffs amused "true enough, though i imagine if he hears of you dallying not a few weeks before declaring undying love for him… well some may find such an act to ring a little hollow, or even be hurt… a gentleman's word of advice to you there" he pauses again before following up "i'm more amused than interested, your actions are often… perplexing" he chuckles again
Psalm: "Thank the gods for that, I'd get jealous otherwise," Psalm says, monotone in his usual way. "But I have to agree with Ghester on that front. Although I suppose he'd just have to keep the dallying a secret." <-- guy that isn't helping his case
Finn: "aww" finn sighs in exaggerated fashion "theres just no winning you over is there?" he then kicks his legs a little and bats his eyelashes and leans in slightly "and if i were to become psalms lover? would i receive special treatment then?" he then leans back and seems to think for a moment "you both are assuming orin would find out about it, is the thing. thats definitely not part of my equation" finn raises an eyebrow "im not so inexperienced to expect orin to be happy about me behaving like a common whore, but" he frowns and looks aways "if i save myself for orin only to be rejected… ill have wasted all this time i couldve spent happy in the arms of other men" he snorts "it also helps endure this lousy lot i have to call my companions… you two and vinny excluded of course"
Ghester: he does a little mock gasp in regards to the lover ask "but…how could you take a position i already possess, finnian" he laughs uproariously after "i simply state that commitment goes a long way in the eyes of a potential lover… and lying before can lead to developing hmm… unsavoury habits later" after a pause he goes on "you must practice for a future you desire after all, and maybe then you'll be as thick as thieves as the two of us?"
Psalm: "That's a heavy 'if' right now I'd imagine… I don't think I could handle you intending to marry someone else." Psalm says, slightly exasperated at the turn this conversation has taken. He is also joking, so hopefully that lands. He's surprised to hear Finn expressing that sentiment though, he honestly just thought the man was crazy. "I wouldn't consider that a waste though… but what do I know, truly." Psalm just snorts at Ghester, "I don't recall us becoming lovers along this journey of ours…"
Ghester: "seeing the things ive seen you do recently, i dont think anyone could call us anything else in polite company…" he says it in a jesting tone
Psalm: Psalm draws his mouth into a small, pensive, pout before he goes, "You know you have a point."
Ghester: he laughs uproariously again
Finn: finn also fakes a mock gasp at the 'revelation' of the two being lovers. he cant really see it but they could also very well… maybe psalm is also the open sort, as ghester had put it.
at this, finn clings to psalms arm and cuddles up a little "but ghester, you dont have a body do you? can you please psalm like i can? careful, or i might steal him away from you like this…" he squeezes psalms arm a little "or i wonder, if you feel as psalm does if you see through him?" he tilts his head, this part of the conversation being infinitely more entertaining than his woes with orin "depending on the answer i might just give my fiancé-to-be up" he jokes "maybe ill get you falling for me too…"
Psalm: "What." What?
Ghester: he says the next part almost like a secret "one can be very creative without any extremities, though i'd never kiss and tell" he laughs again at the offer, as if finding it very funny "unfortunately we do not share sense, or mind, and you must forgive me, but you aren't my type and im happily coupled you see. i wouldn't be so quick to snip away your prospects, orin's heart is breaking im sure?"
Finn: finn is very amused by all this, visibly enjoying himself chatting away with ghester, although hes still clinging to psalms arm "ahh ghester, cant you see that the more you push the more i wanna pull?" he sighs dreamily and then finally lets go of psalms arm "i dont know about orins heart breaking" he genuinely seems kinda miffed for a moment "i mean, no matter how many times i tell him, he still calls me 'master finn', even" he then clicks his tongue and just looks to the fire
Psalm: Psalm crosses his arms immediately as a measure of protection, to avoid whatever that was happening again. "This after you've told him your feelings seems rather cold on his part."
Finn: finn grumbles a bit and ends up pulling his knees up to hug "i mean, i suppose he just respects our family name that much… he is my uncles servant after all… but i thought we spent enough time together to be friends" he looks at psalm as if searching for an answer "i really let my guard down around him, we fool around, we laugh, we work together, he lets me be close too… i dont know how i can overcome this barrier he keeps between us" finn almost glares at psalm now "come to think of it, hes almost like you, isnt he? you have the same reason for refusing me it would seem"
Psalm: Psalm is staring off into the forest as he hears this, absentmindely thinking about Orin. "We seem to have more in common than I realised… I'm starting to regret not paying more attention to him in the brief time that we met." He'd barely talked to the guy, not really interested in him what with everything else that was going on. That aside, Finn seems to be getting mad at him despite the fact that he's barely done anything this time around. He supposes it was inevitable given the whirlwind conversation they'd just had. "I think it's a pretty valid reason…" Psalm says, which is not at all what Finn wants to hear, so he quickly changes gears. "But all of what you just described of your relationship seems pretty positive to me. Maybe you should just be honest about your insecurities…? I think if you just talk to hi-wait a second. There's that sound again." It's then that he notices something amongst the trees.
As Psalm keeps watch he hears in the distance the faint rumbling of another earthquake as he hears the sound of things crashing to the ground far away, though not as strong as the one they’d felt before. Peering in its direction he catchesa very faint glimpse of something blue, a light pulsing in the air among the treeline near the mountainy area, before it's immediately gone.
Plum: THIS DRAGON IS CREEPING ME OUT JUST PULL UP ALREADY IF YOU FEEL SO INCLINED
Chip: off in the horizon around a thousand feet away (300 metres for all the gamers)
Finn: finn looks at psalm kinda puzzled, not appreciating the dragon deciding to fuck with them during this riveting conversation they were having! "that seems to be rather close to us, not at all off in the horizon like someone who would recount our history might say. i- uh… should we actually wake the others up? or shall we investigate on our own?" his tone would suggest finn is more keen on investigating alone with psalm because he is insane
Psalm: "Weird thing to point out but in any case, usually I'm not sure I'd say investigating on our own is the best idea but I'd rather not leave the horses unattended." He wonders about what to do for a moment. "Still, maybe we should leave it alone if its just doing the same stomping around its been doing all day instead of seeking out trouble."
Finn: finn pouts and kicks his legs idly, looking disappointed "but arent you a liiiiiittle curious? we'll have to deal with it sooner or later anyway!"
Vinny: finn to psalm
Psalm: Literally
Psalm: "Curious, no. But that is true… but would now be the best time to do so? When everyone's asleep?"
Finn: "mmm…" finn rolls his eyes and thinks for a moment "oh i know!" he claps his hands together "why dont i stealthily scout ahead as a wee little bat and check out what its actually up to?" he then winks at psalm "i wont get us into any trouble! just a little intelligence gathering!"
Psalm: "Good idea. Want me to help? I can make you invisible for about an hour or so if you'd like."
Finn: finns eyes become sparkly at the approval/praise "oho! that might help… i wouldve suggested going as a wolf from the get go but i was afraid the dragon might get some ideas about gobbling me up if it saw me like that… if you were to make me invisible however……" finn leans forward a bit "what do you think psalm? wolf or bat?" <- excited
Psalm: Psalm immediately answers "Bat, feel like it'd be easier to get around if you're smaller and can fly, especially if you don't know the forest. There's a chance you could get lost." He waves his hand a little "Just let me know when you're ready."
Finn: finn nods and jumps up from wherever they were sitting "im always ready!" he proclaims both enthusiastically and proudly. he gives psalm one last look over "im sure ill be back in time… if not, dont come looking for me. ill definitely return either way" finn then proceeds to transform into his bat form, waiting for psalm to make him invisible
Psalm: "I'll let the next pair know to keep an eye out for you if I'm done with my watch before you come back," Psalm says. He just reaches over and pats Finn lightly (and quickly) on the head also, boom invisible. He crosses his arms, having waited for Finn to turn into a bat so he couldn't argue back. "And don't fight anything on your own."
Finn: finn squeaks a bit, seemingly annoyed at that last comment and bumps lightly against psalms shoulder squeaking again, this time it seems to communicate something like 'im off!'. he then flies off for real………..
Finn begins to fly off towards the area Psalm pointed out the light in the distance. He hears the sounds of crickets and frogs pass him by as he flies over the wetlands until he reaches the loose treeline. He doesn't see much from his vantage point so he begins to delve in further.
After a time of listening to the sound of sloshing water filling his ears he thinks it might be a dead end, until he hears a very faint twinkling from somewhere north, about 60 feet away. Following that is a loud prolonged huff sound, as if air were being blown out someone's nose.
He continues on after the sound, carefully flying closer to the source as silently as he can. Perched somewhere nearby, the sounds of something walking slowly fill his ears, he gets a feeling the creature must be giant, but it barely makes a rustle as it steps through the mud below. It almost makes it hard for him to track as it slowly moves through the trees, though he soon feels something in the air shift for a moment as a strange sensation washes over him before it disappears again.
He decides to fly to the ground and transform back into his regular form again silently, low and crouched to ground near the base of a tree he sits still invisible. He takes a moment to get his bearings as he looks for the source of the sounds nearby.
About 30 feet to his right he sees a gargantuan creature towering above him in the darkness, stalking between the tall trees, that of a cobalt dragon. It's dark blue scales shimmer slightly under the moonlight as its visual presence dwarfs him completely, stunning him for a moment. It's eyes shine like gems in the dark, light blue with no pupils as the sound of its breathing fills the air, stalking the wet grass and mud.
Cimmorro: this dragon rn
Finn's unearned confidence seems to fade when the dragons oppressive atmosphere washes over him. He studies the beast for a good long moment, contemplating if he should really go ahead and talk to it like he had planned. Sure, Finn is the one always boasting about that even if he dies, he cant be truly killed but getting mangled by a dragon suddenly put some fear in him.
That, and its smart… so if Finn died here, it might get the idea to track him in his mist form. Finn could take getting himself in trouble, and he actually hates the Vengaboys enough to get them killed, but right now is just not appropriate, since Vinny and Psalm are also in that caravan.
He glances around the area again, not spotting anything immediately that strikes him as a trap, though as he glances at the dragon he notices it dig around in the mud silently as if preparing something, what it is he doesn't quite understand. It stops after a few moments before huffing again and glancing around the area
Working up some sort of courage, Finn moves to enact a brief plan, lying in wait patiently until he sees the dragon go to a lake to take a drink and then pouring one of his Love Philtre's into the water.
Unforunately he simply continues to watch the dragon stalk around the area, following as silently as he can as it moves around digging and sniffing through the wetlands. Finally the time before his invisibility drops begins to approach, about 5 minutes left. Deciding on a long shot, he moves to pour the potion into a nearby pond anyway.
In his haste though he fumbles a little and drips some of the liquid onto his hands, as he does the noise of the liquid hitting the water causes the dragon to crane its head in his direction.
Spooked, Finn immediately transforms into a bat again with his last two minutes of invisibility left and flys off as fast as possible, the dragon keeps staring in his direction as he leaves but it doesnt seem to follow him, only its gaze, as he leaves the treeline.
Psalm: Psalm had been sitting there idly chatting with Ghester but he gets to his feet when he sees Finn, alarmed.
Finn: i bump into psalm full speed, squeaking, then untransform and relay the events that have transpired sans my love potion fiasco "i-i think its aware of- not aware- i think we could very well be what its after and its circling us nice and slow so there is not much we can do but rest for tonight"
The two share worried expressiosn with another before finally moving back inside to swap watch duties over to the last duo, Plum and Rokka. The newly harried Finn shares their current situation with the two before heading to sleep.
As Plum moves to infuse a few things during their time, Rokka sits nearby slighty freaked out by the information shared with them.
Plum: "rokka lemme see your shoes, you don't have to take them off "
Rokka: he looks at his boots and back at plum "uh….ok 😳"
Plum moves their hands and infuses his boots with a pseudo-teleportation ability with a glimmer, they also explain he'll have to attune to them for it to work.
Rokka: rokka just groans "awww mANN I GOTTA STARE AT MY BOOTS NOW?" but then oohs and ahhs at plum explainings
Plum: "yeah you gotta stare at them, maybe not the best time since we have to be looking out for this dragon now but hey. maybe they'll help you not get hurt"
Rokka: "so, don't stare now. got it" he nods and kind of looks out to wherever the dragon is
Plum: "no no, i mean that you should now otherwise they won't be useful later 😭 i just meant sorry that it's not the best time"
Rokka: "OK STARE NOW!"
Plum continues to keep an eye out for the rest of their watch as the sun begins to rise again, they don't pick up much for the rest of the night thankfully, but an eerie sensation seems to drape itself over the two of them regardless. The rest of the party slowly begin to wake from their sleepy, greeting the dawn with foggy apprehension.
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As people trundle outside, Rokka faintly picks up the sounds of something snapping in the distance, like wood, but nothing seems to follow in their direction afterwards.
Cimmorro: after taking a scan of how everything and everyone's doing cimm goes to do his usual morning routines, i go feed horseys and brush them and jasper while listening to everyone else
Chip: the horses seem a little tense as you feed them but settle somewhat as you brush them and tend to them
Rokka: rokkas head snaps into the direction he hears the snapping sounds and frantically taps plums shoulders "plum plum i hear something over there" he points as he tells everyone else
Keva: keva suddenly stops rubbing her eyes "is it closer than before?"
Rokka: "i-i think so?"
Keva: keva gets right to finding a place to feed and safely tuck amos away in the caravan before getting some food in her body
Han: han starts going about her routine quietly "maybe we should prepare to fight?"
Plum: "i think so. does anyone have a spare, un-enchanted ring?"
Han: "i have one i got as present for saffine… what do you want it for?"
Plum: "if it's for a present never mind, i was going to turn it into a kind of magical item"
Cimmorro: cimm takes a ring off his finger and offers it to plum "will this do?"
Plum: "yeah, this will be fine, thanks. you don't mind if i enchant this do you?"
Cimmorro: he tilts his head "well that depends. what exactly are you enchanting it with?" (i forgot to describe it but its a skull ring made of a black gem)
Plum: "i want to try a spell on the dragon, but if i mess up i want to try again, so i need a ring to infuse that gives me another chance." they turn the ring carefully around like this looks expensive…
Cimmorro: that immediately earns a more enthusiastic reaction from him. "oh? yeah, go for it! sounds like fun 😇 " he's already excited to observe plum's enchanting process
Plum: [relieved] "okay, thanks! i'll be careful with it of course. and honestly it shouldn't take too long," they pinch the ring and with that it's been infused yippee. "i just have to attune to it now…" they zone out a bit
Cimmorro: cimm's taken aback by how quick it was, expecting it to be a whole step by step process. it almost makes him laugh but is nonetheless impressed. it was a testament to plum's expertise, he thinks. he leaves them to focus so he can make his own preparations.
Psalm: "And it was digging traps right? Or appeared to be? Would it be safer to fight it out here… What are the odds it'll come to us <__>"
Finn: "i didnt see any actual traps… it was digging in the mud and sniffing around…" he cringes a bit as he recalls the dragon towering over him "i did feel a strange sensation wash over me in its presence though… and i dont mean fear or anything like that, it was… just a strange sensation"
Han: "would have to draw it out"
Keva: (munching on whatever food was int hose rations) "how would we do that tho? the book said they don't like to fight head on"
Mars: "Somewhere where it hadn't already trapped too. Could spring one of its traps."
Han: "ye, on purpose"
Mars: "It'll be bound to check it eventually."
Plum: "i think that's a good idea, we could use cimmorro's wand of secrets"
Han: "if its still in the area.. its not that far, no ones heard anything, it will most likely attack us on the road if we go… bait sounds like best idea"
Keva: "would it come after us in the daytime? reports said it was happening only at night"
Plum: "well fighting it in the day time would be much better for us, but we could at least fuck around with the traps it's set"
Han: "my two thinkings are… one, it knows we are here, and is waiting on us, two its sleeping, which would be insane lucky… finn, do you remember the area where it was?"
Finn: "i think i remember… although id be a liar if i didnt say these woods all look the same more or less"
Han: "we just need to understand where It's traps are… what if it wasn't digging for traps but that is where it rests? in the mud? direction is good enough for me"
Psalm: "I think it's best we assume it's targeting us."
Han: "agree"
Finn: finn points in the direction he went last night "it didnt take much time to find it and i stayed with it for roughly an hour… its so large in size, id be surpirsed if you didnt find any tracks of it, considering that digging was practically all it d- oh. i should mention it moves incredibly quiet for a beast so huge… its breath gave it away more than anything else"
Han: han just takes this all in and goes "noted"
Mars: He initially thinks the dragon's just digging traps but thinking of its reported actions, he brings up a question. "Did you see what it was digging?" surely finn won't be so mean during a strategy meeting
Finn: finn merely shakes his head
Mars: Mars just hums at that going back to stew on his hunches a bit more
While everyone continues to eat and prepare themselves, Han moves to hide the caravan and horses in nearby foliage as to not attract any inquiry.
Keva: keva looks from the direction han went with the caravan to amos lounging her lap, chewing on a her thumb anxiously while she considers her options. "now what do i do with you…" she mutters
Psalm: "I suppose you're not bringing him with us into battle." (deadpan)
Keva: keva only looks him like that should be obvious and replies back in the same way "no i'm not, i don't want to just leave him though in case something happens…"
Psalm: "I could keep an eye on him for you."
Keva: "how are you going to do that if you're coming with us?"
Psalm: Psalm thinks to himself for a second about how he's going to explain this. "Time is of the essence here so I'll explain the details later, but I have a familiar that can keep tabs on his whereabouts and relay that information to me…? It's not as suspicious as it sounds."
Cimmorro: everyone else overhearing this 👂
Keva:
Keva: ^ is the face she makes but she figures this is probably her best option. she gently picks up amos just under his forelegs and holds him up "how does that sound to you?"
Amos: amos flicks his head around as he watches on curiously, seemingly open to whatever
Psalm: Psalm just raises his hand in a placating gesture like, "Nothing bad…!" (Probably, he thinks to himself as he has never done this before.)
Keva: keva squints her eyes in doubt one more time before bringing amos to psalm and placing him down between them
Psalm: Psalm just summons his currently unnamed shadow dog and prompts it to possess Amos' shadow
With a flourish of the hand part of Psalm's shadow detaches and reattaches to Amos as he sees the dog appear behind him. Amos looks around alert, a little more tense then before but otherwise… simply has a look of stoat determination.
Psalm: keva gives him a once over and once she's satified he's okay (?) she scoops him up, takes him to the hidden caravan, and gives him a little smooch ont he head before tucking him away and heading back
The party all head off north after hiding the caravan away and arranging themselve. They walk on into the wetlands and pierce the treeline as they stick close to one another. Keeping alert they keep a keen eye on the surroundings around them as you walk on. Staring at the ground they note areas where mud seems to have been dug up but for the moment nothing else sticks out immediately as strange.
Psalm: this is what i think whenever i read the cobalt dragon's description about dominating https://vxtwitter.com/PkRhythm12/status/1661516681053876225?s=20
Mars: STOP
Vinny: i qwill actually killg you
Mars: WILL YOU SURVIVE
Han, Keva and Rokka take point at the front of the group to scan for traps, though Han doesn't notice anything that sticks out immediately as trap-like, the place certainly smells like wet mud though. The other two quickly spy something ahead of the group, a long tripwire strung between two trees close to the mud.
Rokka: loud whisper "NOBODY MOVE" and hes stretches his arms out. a bit dramatic
Keva: keva speaks quietly to Han and Rokka "we wanted to trip one of these right? would it make a difference which one?"
Han: "… if its sleeping, maybe its smarter to not wake it?"
As the group consider their options, Han casts wild cunning to search for dragon tracks, they ping all around her but the freshest seem to head further north past the trap. The group quickly decide on disarming them instead, Keva applying a deft hand and removing the wire with ease.
Cimmorro: howd a dragon set up wires tf is wrong with this guy fr
Vinny: guys got hobbies
Psalm: now that you mention why can it do that like
Han: YALL ARE ALL ABOUT SUPPORTING THE MENTALLY ILL BUT WHEN ITS A DRAGON MAKING TRAPS THEN -
Cimmorro: bnsefnhfwsernm, l.w'/;rnm;'r,wen',;rwnSFmn<
Mars: >turn humanoid >opposable thumbs >thread wire >ez
Psalm: oh wait youre so right aqua, thats creepy asf tho
The group continue down walking deeper into the wetlands keeping an eye out, Han fails to see anything, fortunately the other two spy a part of the ground that appears slightly discoloured from the surrounding dirt. Something about it seems off so they inform the others, as its pointed out to her Han notes the tracks continue past it as with the one before.
Deciding its pretty avoidable as a trap the group decide to walk around it, though Keva moves to examine it further. As she stares at the dirt she sees what look like small splinters of wood nearby, presumably its a pitfall with something built at the bottom of it.
Han: "tracks continue still more ahead"
Rokka: "watch ur step everyone 🌸✨ "
Mars: falls directly into the pit making eye contact w/ rokka
Rokka: as if he doesnt have enough trauma already
The group continue onwards, walking forward nothing catches Rokka or Keva's eye, though glancing around Han notice another tripwire. It sits suspended between trees low to the ground, as she glances up she notices a large heavy log carefully hidden in the foliage of the nearby tree, as if set to swing down.
Han: han starts sputtering n stopping everyone and pointing keva to the wire
Keva quickly moves to disarm the trap easily enough once its pointed out, she takes a few steps back as they all watch the log swing down in front of them with a great force, before it slows down and dangles in the air pointlessly after a minute or so.
Keva: "this dragon doesn't have much to do huh"
Han: han keeps her mouth pointedly shut about how most of her tribe life was spent doing this
Keva: KN,RGHM,ENHJKHLLJK moving on!!!!
Han notes the tracks continue on clearly, though the dragon isnt loud it doesnt seem to care about leaving its footprints behind. The group continue on after them. As before, Keva and Rokka fail to notice any traps, but Han spies an unusual indentation in the gound ahead of the group, a strange muddy mound, she's suspicious approaching anywhere near it.
After Han points it out to the group, Plum investigates it from afar with Mars' help. They get a sense some sort of pressure plate is hidden under the mound, triggering something nearby most likely when stepped, the mechanism looks to be hidden under the ground and the mud as the tracks continue past it.
Psalm: WHAT KIND OF LOONEY TUNES ASS TRAPS. WHAT THE FUCK
Rokka: NO FR its actually funny
Cimmorro: how did no one report the traps in the quest info
Psalm: too busy being dead
Plum: this dragon needs to enjoy the short beauty of life in other ways than stringing up logs but maybe it's my fault for not understanding it
Mars: yeah look within first gab its just playin
Psalm: no dont let it win
Rokka: im just imagining we show up in front of the dragon after all the traps and the dragons like NYUGH! HOW COULD THIS BE!?
Psalm: MY TRAPS?!
Mars: WILL YOU SURVIVE
Vinny: WILL YOU SURVIVE
Psalm: WILL YOU SURVIVE
Han: WILL YOU SURVIVE
Mars: THIS VIDEO HAS NEGATIVELY IMPACTED THIS CALL
The group continue on, though this time the three scouters dont notice anything off about the scenery, they are immediately distrusting of this.
Han: "i dont see anything…. i dont trust that at all.."
Rokka: "not when i hAVE THIS!"* whips out my magic wand *
Han: quietly cheers
Keva: "a stick?"
Rokka: "a magic stick! i think"
Cimmorro: "it sniffs out traps, or perhaps rokka's going to play fetch with the dragon" 🤭
Vinny: polite chuckle from vinny in the peanut gallery
Rokka: "if they're nice yeah :)"
Keva: a thought bubble appears over keva's head showing all of the traps they've just avoided
Han: han stares at rokka "do you know how to use that"
Rokka: "uhh…." rokkas gonna point in front of him and wiggle it around hoping it does something, then looks at cimm or whoever owned this wand sos
Cimmorro: cimm owns it LOL) he just laughs at the sign of confusion then mimics a gesture with his hands or sumn for rokka to copy
Rokka copies Cimmorro's instructions and feels the wand pulse in his hands. It moves taking yourhis hand with it, pointing at a small pond in front of the group, seems a trap lies inside or under the water.
Rokka: turning to look at everyone like I FOUND IT written on his face
Cimmorro: "yer a wizard, rokstar…"
Rokka: he is elated to hear this
Keva: keva gives him a thumbs up
Han walks up and stares hard at the water through to the bottom, there she sees what looks like an unusual spreading of mud and dirt… the pond looks recently filled too, not alot of fauna or grassland surrounding it like the others.
She guesses if you stepped through it, the bottom would collapse out from under it and you'd fall down some sort of tunnel alongside the water.
Han: han stares at it for a bit, honestly impressed "maybe… we should recruit this dragon guy instead…… this is really impressive stuff…."
Plum: "this is….yeah i just don't really know what to say…"
Psalm: "I can't even laugh." Psalm is impressed but mostly just disturbed at having to deal with any of this.
Rokka: "are u guys sure this is a dragon we're really dealing with"
Keva: "is it worth seeing where the tunnel goes?"
Han: "the tracks continue still" O_o
Keva: "guess we keep following after it then?" tho keva's eyes linger on the pond for a bit
Han: "yes… we can check if the pond has anything after, i think"
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Keeping their guard up the group continue onwards. After a few more minutes of walking they notice ahead of them what looks like a muddy road, as if recently dug, coming from the right heading left. From what they remember of their surroundings, they assume it splintered off the main road somehow, strangely heading deeper into the wetlands.
As they glance down they notice skid tracks in the mud curving off of the road, leading up and down hill they cant see over. They also notice the remains of a few smashed trees from the nearby treeline as they trek carefully down it, noting the dragon tracks follow the crude mud road. The cruder road doesn't look too easy to drive down with a caravan but they can't imagine what else the existing skid marks are from if not from ones that have travelled down it.
They begin to follow the mud road tracks through the wetlands, approaching a somewhat denser treeline, transforming the nearby environment into one more swamp like. They stare at small bodies of water dotting the ground between the trees and grass as they step between to keep on dry land.
Han, Cimmorro and Rokka begin to hear sounds from the distance ahead of them, faint sounds of wood cracking and dirt moving. In front of them appears to be the end of the treeline and the appearance of a small clearing down a hill, they cant see past it quite yet though without moving further ahead.
Deciding to scout ahead Han moves forward, glancing down the hill she sees the area below, parts of it appear as if they were smashed or destroyed. Various trees with their trunks smashed into pieces or ripped from the dirt, and on closer glance she sees a few caravans that were flung off the crude dirt road, cracked against the mud, as old wood litters the ground ahead. She feels like she can still hear sounds coming from one of the caravans, like creaking wood. She waves the others forward to join her quietly as they also begin to hear the sound.
Keva decides to scout ahead to check out the caravan, while Han notes the freshest nearby tracks seem to dissapear near the edge of a nearby pond. Before she goes she shares a hand signal for danger with the group that she used to use with her friends as a youth.
As Keva creeps her way over to the caravan she keeps as quiet as possible. Finally reaching it, it towers over her even knocked over. She circle around it, eventually glancing inside one of the smashed outer walls. There she spots what's causing the sound, a piece of broken board creaking under the wind every now and again. Inside the caravan she also notes the faintest traces of blood in the sunlight.
Just as she's about to step through the cracked wall to investigate further she notices along the bottom, another tripwire barely visible. Nearly tripping it as she's about to step through.
Keva: teh fact this dragon rigged this caravan so this piece of wood will move int he wind
Han: jobless behaviour fr
Cimmorro: IM SAYINGGG
She disarms it easily enough, with a quick and deft hand she rids the caravan of the tripwire. Looking around however she notices nothing else of interest inside, seems it was used simply to draw attention. Glancing at the blood stains she notes they dont look as fresh as to be from today or yesterday, but it was defintely recent. Sometime from the past week or so judging by how dry they are.
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Keva heads back to the group as Rokka and Cimmorro begin to pick up a faint rumbling begin the ground start to shake you slightly, from what you can tell its coming from the direction of the pond. Mars mmediately get the sense that something is barrelling through the ground and its going to come right out of it, very very soon.
Mars: "Everyone back off from the pond now." he YELLS whispers somewhat loudly
Han: "well, so much for sleeping i guess" :(
The party quickly step back and hide among the foliage and trees. Crouching down carefully, they soon see the gargantuan dragon burst out from the lake, displacing dirt mud and water all around it in a flurry of movement, as if it had been burrowing below the earth.
They watch it shake itself clean as it stands huffing from its nose, glancing around the area with its steely white eyes. From what they can tell, it hasn't seemed to notice the group's presence yet...
SESSION 58 - 20/1
Coming back into the scene, the party sit crouched in the bushes and mud, staring on as the newly revealed dragon shakes itself off from the waters of the lake. It stares around the landscape with its steely white eyes, not noticing them hidden nearby for the moment as it seemingly thinks on its next action…
Mars: link the flowchart again im fucking choking
Han:
Finn: im joKING ON CALL RN
Mars: this isnt a joke
Cimmorro: i really hope that thing doesnt go underground i had enough of kyzer antics
The party spread out within Han's Pass Without A Trace spell as they ready attacks to be set off after Plum's spell.
Mars:
Psalm: Puppy
Cimmorro: it just got out of a gamer girl bath water moment
Han: are they selling it? 😳
As Plum shoots off a reduce spell, they see it spark off the body of the dragon as it flicks its gaze in their direction, the spell doesn't seem to take. Quickly after vinny casts silvery barbs, but it seems this also has no effect. It rears up intimidatingly in the lake as its gaze takes the group in.
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The party immediately let off their held actions in response, Han and Keva shooting off a volley of arrows, one of them to blind it, as Mars runs ahead to slice at it with his sword. As they rip into it the dragon lets out a loud roar of pain, whipping its head back as it rears away from its attackers.
It splashes around in the lake as its white steely eyes twitch and settle, glaring and growling aggresively it pushes back on its haunches.
Cimmorro:
Starting proper initiative, at the top of the round Keva shoots off a few more arrows, one of them blinding the dragon again as she moves and hides amongst the bushes soon after.
Vinny: all these crits are killing me
Plum: were so scared of this dragon, its making them super competent. maybe this shit is like octopath, this is just a fucking cyrus set up right now
Rokka follows after, entering a rage and rushing the dragon down with his scimatars as he jumps into the water, slashing at the beast. The dragon moves soon after however, It continues to growl as its buffeted by attacks, glancing at the strange ghosts that circle it from Rokka.
It rears back its head again, letting out a loud roar. The group suddenly see a bright blue pulse of light encircle it as the air around them begins to change. Cimmorro, Plum, Mars, Rokka and Finn all suddenly feel the metal items, weapons and armour on their persons begin to be pulled in, like a magnetic field towards the dragon.
The five of them feel themselves dragged 15 feet towards the dragon by their metal accutremant. Mars and Rokka's swords attach themselves to the metallic hide of the dragon, so long as they continue holding them they're considered restrained.
Cimmorro and Plum in contrast are dragged forward, barelling directly into the pond in front of them. Cimmorro manages to right himself in the depths before smacking himself into anything, splashing above the water onto the surface again. Plum however tumbles about hitting their head on the side of the bank and parts of stray wood underwater, before briefly surfacing on the water.
Psalm: oh oop when did i have this
Han: extremely funny to bring this up now
Psalm: not that it matters since cimm had the fucking dragon encyclopedia
Keva: kjfkljLKJGKLJKGLJEKLJGRLKJGR
Cimmorro: I BOUGHT THAT FOR SO MUCH GOLD GODDAMN
Psalm: this is why cimm hates him
Plum: just start spewing a lot of facts about the dragon off the cuff, shit thats not in the book, within cimms ear shot
Cimmorro: HDFHJIKMDFLHOMDFH
Plum: just start being like cobalt dragons favourite type of tea is chamomille
Psalm: like how can i get cimm to know he wasted money…
Plum: all the facts about dragons coming back to him
Keva: BRO PLUM CAN'T SWIM SOMEONE GET HTEM OUT
Psalm: dw guys i got them
Plum: youre so annoying
Psalm: WTF I JUTDSFJASDJF I JUST SAID I GOT YOU
Plum: psalm just recalling all their past eperiences in this fight
Mars: THIS FIGHT GOT SARITA DESPERATE SHES ON PAGE 2 OF HER FEATS LIST
As they cope with the sudden magnetic field the dragon lets out another loud bellow that hits the group to the core. Finn, Han and Plum feel a deep primal fear grip them at the sound, becoming afflicted with fear, Rokka manages to shrug off the feeling in his rage.
The dragon then turns to strike at him near its feet, swiping down with its heat to bite and claw at him as it begins slicing the lupin to ribbons. It then stretches out and jumps out of the water, gaining its footing on dry ground. Mars and Rokka release their holds on their weapons to not be dragged along with it.
Mars: chip if you make this dragonn go OWWW KYA WHY ARE YOU HITTING ME >_< i may actually maul you irl
Celebrity Guest Aki: Chip can u make it do that
Following up are Han and Keva, both are also dragged in by the magnetic field of the dragon, Finn's rapier flings itself out and attaches itself to the dragons hide as he shakes beneath it.
Han: han grits her teeth and shakes in her booties, but that hasnt been reason enough to not kill something before, so she sends of her 2 shots, doubling both
Finn: finn feels that same dread from last night intensified tenfold. hes so shellshocked he doesnt think to let go of his rapier, it might as well be his lifeline. shakily he looks up at the gargantuan creature. why was he here again? he thought dragon slaying wouldve been much easier "i-i saw you last night, yknow and i-……i was wondering if uh…" maybe if the dragon talked to him, itd……be more graspable. maybe he could be less scared of it, if he knew it a bit better. but he couldnt think of a damn thing to say! "d-do you have a name?" he stammers out quickly and feels like the biggest idiot in the world
Keva: keva resists reacting to finn if only to save her stealth lol
Cobalt Dragon: the dragon whips its head in your direction and eyes you, blood dripping from a wound on its head into its eye as you see the corners of its mouth rise and you hear an unervving bassy laugh come from its chest, you feel like prey about to be pounced
Finn: finn immediately turns into mist
Han fires off more arrows as Finn immediately dissapears, the entire group sans Plum hearing his poor diplomacy attempt, though him and Han both shrug off their fear conditons at the very least.
Mars follows up, also dragged towards the dragon again by the field, also getting flung into the pond. Luckily he quickly manoeuvres himself with ease, despite having not much experience in the water, resurfacing easily.
He hops out of the water again in the dragon direction again as he takes another slash with his longsword, recalling it beforehand. Immediately it sticks to the dragons hide, though he cuts a gash into it as he does.
Keva: i only have 3 left (blidness arrows)
Han: i have a shitton more, 18
Keva: unless han can hand off her supplies to me
Mars: han handing over her blindness arrows to keva
Cimmorro: IM GOING TO FUCKING THROW UP
Han: LKDSAGLKH3;HWOIETLKAWFE
Vinny: UIM GHOHI9NY TO PIKE
Psalm: bruh help wtf
Following after Mars, Vinny is dragged forward 15 feet as he rolls into the bushes with a shout, he stands back up again quickly, flicking a hand out to cast fireball at the dragons head. It errupts with a loud bang in the air as he waves his hand after, sweating as if he'd been singed as he looks at everyone in the water a little worried.
Plum in the pond fails to right themselves in the water and begins the process of drowning. They're also dragged further forward in the water, making choking sounds as they barrel ahead.
Cimmorro also in the water finds himself dragged forward and out of the, his hands slip past Plum rolling around in the water as he fails to grab them on his way.
Getting close to the dragon he immediately feels the metallic parts of his robes and jewellery clang you against the body of the dragon, almost pinning him to it. All his daggers zip out of his pockets and attach themselves to the dragon, including any he was holding.
Thinking fast he casts a command spell, telling the dragon to 'DROP' its magnetic field on its turn, it doesnt seem to go through but a silvery barbs from Vinny afterwards allows the effect to go through successfully.
Vinny: this is his counterspell banishment save all over again
Cimmorro: IT REALLY IS THATS WHY IM SUCKING HIM OFF LATER
Plum: VINNY CAN YOU KILL THE FUCKING DRAGON PLEASE PLESE PLASE PLEASE
Keva: THANK YOU VINNY
Psalm soon after finds himself dragged in the direction of the dragon as his hooves leave tracks in the mud behind him. Appreciative of the help closing the distance, he then runs over to Plum jumping into the water and with ease, scooping them into his arms.
Psalm: "That really could not have gone any worse could it."
Plum: [cough][cough][cough][spit][spit][cough]
Psalm: patting them on the back
Psalm: the dragon fr is going YOU COME NOW actually with the magnetism if you really think about it
Mars: im going to maul you
Psalm:
Plum: ITS A BLUE DRAGON
Psalm: thats the dragon
Han: thats the dragons fursona
Mars: boy this is that dragon's human form
Plum: oh my god now i really want to get out of here
Swimming back towards the shore Psalm deposits Plum safely on dry land again. Though soon after the dragon lets off a legendary action, beating its wings and taking off into the air, flying about 20 feet away. The two men are knocked back about 5 feet and knocked prone from the gale, Psalm ends up getting knocked onto dry land once more.
Back at Keva, now in range of the magnetism field she's dragged up into the air towards the dragon as the metal of her clothes and weapons pull her skyward. Currently floating about 5 feet away from the dragon she pulls out her bow and attempts to hits it with another arrow, spearing its hide.
Chip: (speaking about cimm) guys who are stuck
Cimmorro: like gum
Han: how i wish to be pressed against tits
Cimmorro: .
Mars: okay.
Rokka finds himself also dragged towards the dragon up into the air, levitating about ten feet off the ground by the metal in his clothes. Rokka freaks out after being pulled up into the air, unable to do much he just flails around trying to grasp at nothing for a bit. Seeing as Cimmorro is glued to the dragon he's determined to try to save his friend. Rokka bites down on his arm to keep focus on his rage, taking piercing damage. He spits his own blood out after biting it, staring the dragon in the eye.
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Soon after the dragon finally drops the magnetic field, dropping Cimmorro, Keva and Rokka back to the ground dealing bludgeoning damage all around. All the stolen weapons attached to its hide also clang to the ground beneath it.
Still in mist form, Finn simply moves about ten feet or so closer, biding his time. Following after him Han drops Pass Without A Trace to cast Hunter's Mark instead and lets off another volley of arrows. She grimaces as she looks up at the dragon still in the sky.
Using another legendary action the dragon flaps its wings again, knocking Keva and Cimmorro another 5 feet back and prone as it flies south in Vinny's direction.
Mars follows after, dashing ahead in the direction of the dragon and grabbing his newly dropped sword off the ground. Vinny runs northwards after, managing to just dodge out of the way of a rouge tail attack the dragon swishes his way before flipping around glancing towards Keva and Cimmorro. After a moment he raises a hand, casting a spell as a wisp of light zooms in Cimmorro's direction healing him, afterwards Vinny makes a pained face as he clutches his head, before shaking it off.
Plum follows after, shooting off an acid arrow spell at the dragon running off in the other direction. Standing on beautiful firm ground again they manage to shake off the feelings of fear staring at the dragon again, its probably not scarier than nearly drowning.
Cimmorro follows up with another spell, attempting to command it again but it fails to take effect, even with Vinny's follow up assitance with silvery barbs.
Cimmorro: i was gonna say i awnted cimm to shout to vinny "if we were anywhere else i would've kissed you by now" when he got up but i was like what if that paralyzes him and he doesnt silvery barbs it goddammit
Struggling back to his feet Psalm shoots off an eldritch blast at the dragon in the air, before racking his brain on the nature of its magnetism. Though he doesn't recall having been taught any super secret dragon murder technique, he does recall that most dragons abilities that are innate are sourced in their biology either from its lower neck or the centre of its body (inside).
Psalm: Psalms gonna yell as loudly as possible "AIM FOR THE NECK OR STOMACH"
Cimmorro:
With that the dragon remains in the air, flapping its wings, bleeding as its white eyes gaze out amongst the party before them...
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👨👩👦👦👨👨👧👦The Party is fighting a Fukin Dragon 🐉🐉🐉❗❗❗
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Manager!Seijoh Part 3
a/n: yall i love seijoh so much like theyre my favorite school and my favorite boys and i know their names by heart and im just so SOFT for them !!!!!
also: yall will find out what other fandom ill be writing for in the future in this one
for more seijoh content, check this masterlist out!
combined two anon requests:
- Could we get the boys reacting to finding out the seijoh manager is quite popular to both genders?? Maybe they over hear a confession?
- Why do I feel like half of the team would be all pouty when word comes around that a guy confessed to manager, the others would probably be annoyed/irritated. Oikawa being all bratty cause no matter what he tried,she never showed ant interest when he flirts. But now this boy comes alone ... (but like you said manager is too focused in school and the team)
MY HEART WAS RIPPED OUT OF MY CHEST AND THROWN INTO A BLENDER WHEN I SAW THIS PART OR JUST WHEN SEIJOH LOST IN GENERAL BC MY BABIES WORKED SO HARD AAAAAAA
oof girl the world is ending
so basically,,,,,
the entire just magically knew about what happened earlier and yahaba’s theory of team telepathy really does work bc not even a minute after it happened, they all spammed you messages and next thing you knew, oikawa was naruto-ing down from the 3rd floor to your class in the first floor
tbh, they shouldve seen this coming yanno?
you were ridiculously pretty and you carried yourself w such elegance and grace that it just seemed to hypnotize everyone into stopping what they were doing and watched you in awe doing the most mundane things like walking or sitting
lmao couldnt be me
your confessions usually happened over letters bc either tol boys kunimi or kindaichi are usually around you at all times so theyre too scared to do anything
hence why your locker was always filled with envelopes yet no upfront public confessions
it ranged from upperclassmen and upperclasswomen who expressed their interest in you and wanted to date you and get to know you better
but tf you dont even know them and you werent about to date a whole stranger
this made the boys a little peeved because you were popular with both the boys and the gals so they were constantly on edge on who was talking to you
it was like having an oikawa 2.0 but not indulging them and pretending theyre not even there
like when you walk to class and sit down, they would flock over and offer you drinks and snacks but you either turned them down or just flat-out ignored them
maybe this was what fueled others on more
your reserved attitude and your refusals made it look like you were playing hard to get and it was almost like a game on who could win the heart of the princess of seijoh
this was proven really difficult because not only do they have your dismissals, you also had guard dogs at every corner and would bite their head off at the slight indication of an interaction
however,,,,
today,,,
this morning,,,,
at 7:53 AM,,,,
they saw you walking down the hallway with a purple-haired boy holding your bag and you giggling at what he was saying
um EXCUSE ME MAAM WHAT
EVERYONE HAS BEEN TRYING TO GAIN YOUR AFFECTIONS FOR MONTHS YET YOU ARE HERE INTERACTING WITH A MALE WHO NO ONE EVEN KNOWS
ESPECIALLY SINCE HE WAS A MALE WHO WAS STANDING RIGHT THERE RIGHT NEXT TO YOU AND HE WASNT A MEMBER OF THE TEAM
!!!!!
and ofc, the boys would immediately know even though theyre spread all over the school
it was kyoken who saw you as he was leaning against your locker and his eyes narrowed before he secretly took a picture and sent it to yahaba, asking if there was a new guy who entered the team while he was away
when he replied with a panicked, ‘NO WHO IS THAT’
kyoken was already advancing to you
yahaba-san immediately sent the picture to the team group chat, that excluded you rood, and oikawa wasted no time and even pushed some fangirls so he could go to you
‘-and she destroyed my sheets’
you laughed at the story and hitoshi stared at you with awe in his eyes
how can someone laugh so beautifully?
like a snort should be considered ugly and gross but it was like cute little squeaks from you and he thought you were like a fairy
‘oh god, i wasnt-’
you were cut off with a hand that held your arm
you came face to face with the glaring face of one of your boys and you immediately turned to him in concern, immediately grasping an arm with the other hand on his cheek to look for any cuts
he rarely comes to you on a normal basis so you thought something was wrong
‘whats wrong, kyo-san? did you get into a fight? do you need me to patch you up?’
he didnt care what you were saying, instead heatedly glaring at this new guy, and grunted a response to agreeing with you going to the nurse
just anywhere to get you away from this,,,, stranger
‘toshi i have to-’
then you were cut off again
‘YYYYY/NNNNNNN-CHHHHHAAAANNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!’
‘OI SHITTYKAWA!’
‘OIKAWA-SAN!’
‘OIKAWA!’
‘CAPTAIN!’
from behind you, 5 tol looming figures were running towards you and next thing you knew, you were in the arms of your captain
‘oikawa-san! what are you doing?!’
oikawa held you tightly against his chest and had his arms tightly around your form to prevent you from being taken away
most of the volleyball team were now circling you and pointedly glaring at the poor boy who was so confused that he wasnt bothered by the death glares
‘oh, its you’
kunimi grumbled
‘kunimi, whats happening?’
hitoshi questioned
you fought away from the hold of oikawa and pushed mattsukawa and hanamaki to stand in front of shinsou hitoshi
‘so sorry about this, toshi. i’ll help you with your room later and ill text you when practice is finished, okay?’
you sheepishly smiled and he nodded, his own smile reassuring you
‘yep. ill see you later then’
‘bye’
you softly said and he turned to walk away
but as soon as he was out of sight, you turned around with a grim looking expression and your hands on your hips, a hard look in your eyes
‘boys, what was that?’
you gritted out
‘y/n-chan! don’t you see?! he was going to take you away! he was an intrude-OW!’
he yelped when you reached up and grabbed his ear before grabbing the other closest who was iwaizumi
they both whined and complained about the ear and slapped your hand but you didnt let up
‘he is a friend, oikawa-san. you have no right on who i can be friends and who i can hang out with because i still have a life outside the team!’
you scolded and the others hung their heads low like puppies
‘sorry, y/n-chan’
oikawa mumbled and iwaizumi also mumbled his apology so you let go of them, dusting off your hands
‘and the rest of you, hold back your captain and dont intimidate him like that!’
‘sorry’
you sighed but ruffled their hair before turning to go to class
‘now, be good boys and dont bother others like this again’
‘yes’
they chorused and you nodded, satisfied
‘ill hold you to it!’
you shouted as you walked down the hallway
when you turned a corner, oikawa grabbed kunimi by the arms
‘you know him, dont you? who is he? what class? address? mother’s name? father’s name? age-’
‘oi stop it, shittykawa’
but despite that, iwaizumi looked at the younger, expecting answers as well
kunimi sighed
‘thats shinsou hitoshi from class 1-3. we have gym together’
and ‘we’ was kunimi and you since you were both in the same class so you constantly saw this shinsou boy?
nuh uh, dont think so, francisco
from the looks of it, you were still single and there was a pining from shinso’s part, maybe yours they dont know
and they were going to do everything in their power to keep you away from him
this was excused to them as protecting their manager from someone else and they werent going to let you be taken by someone else
during practice, they grilled you over your relationship with him
‘i honestly dont know why this is your business but if you must know, his adoptive father, aizawa-san, is my mother’s co-worker and i usually catsit for them. dont worry, we’re not dating. just friends, that’s all’
but they know it wasnt just a friendship type of situation
so when the 4 third years saw you being confessed to by this ‘friend’ outside, they almost toppled out the window as they tried to listen to what was being said
‘shittykawa get off my back!’
‘nuh uh! i want to see clearly!’
‘everyone needs to know that code red is happening!’
yall what
mattsun took a picture and sent it to the gc about their princess being confessed to
no one replied, possibly too upset or too busy sulking
kyoken actually had to be excused outside bc he was glaring at everyone and everything and the teacher and students were so scared that they had to take him out of class
they were even more peeved when you just walked in like nothing happened
you didnt mention the confession to anyone else the whole day and when you entered the gym, it was very tense
the coaches even looked confused
‘did you guys fight?’
you questioned but no one answered
kunimi and kindaichi were playing with a ball and glaring at it as it hit the floor
the 2nd years yes including kyobabie were pouting to the side
the 3rd years looked annoyed and pissed off
overall just not seijoh babie vibes
i am uncomfortable with the energy we have created in the gym today🧚✨
‘hey’
you gently said and walked to the captain to figure out what was going on
‘oikawa-san, what happened?’
‘are you dating him now, y/n?’
the seriousness in his voice shocked you and you took a step back in surprise
your expression made him think that you did accept the confession and he scoffed before walking away and doing a jump serve that sounded like a canon blasting
but you were actually confused and surprised that they even knew bc you were sure it was a secluded area where no one could see you
‘dating,,,? dating who?’
you asked to them and the 3rd years just knitted their eyebrows
‘dont play coy, y/n-chan’
oikawa hissed
‘no matter how many times i flirted or asked you on dates, you never said yes. never agreed or even showed a little bit of interest. on me!! your captain!!! but now!!! this little grape boy comes along and you suddenly start dating just because he has cats! what kinda bias is this?!’
he started ranting and whining and being a brat that you pinched his nose shut
‘oi, oikawa-san, are you jumping to conclusions again? first the hickey accident and now this?’
he made a whining noise for you to let go and rubbed his nose when you finally let go
you turned around to face the others and you sighed, massaging your temples
‘everyone, who spread this misunderstanding?’
no one pointed to anyone but their gazes settled on the thick eyebrow boy that you were sure wouldnt have ratted you out
a noise of surprise and betrayal escaped from you as mattsun quickly scrambled to get everyone to stop staring at him
‘MATTSUN-SAN! YOU-!’
you pointed at him and mattsun rushed forward to grab your hands before holding them close to his chest
‘y/n-chan, we just saw you when we were passing! it was makki who wanted to tell the others!’
the betrayal made iwa laugh but makki ran up to kick mattsun to the side
‘youre the one who committed the deed! i was merely suggesting it! it was iwaizumi who wanted to watch them first!’
‘IWA-SAN!’
you gasped at the normally chill third year and you didnt expect him to be the one who started it first
iwa panicked and held his hands out cautiously
‘y/n-chan, understand that i was just worried and i didnt want you to be outside by yourself after what happened, okay? i didnt know he was confessing to you’
you closed your eyes and pinched the bridge of your nose tightly
‘again! whoever and whatever happens in my love life is my business! mine! and only mine! you cannot control it and get angry at ME because i do want a boyfriend and i do want to experience dating bc i want to know how it feels to be loved like that! so i wont let a bunch of children stop me from having that!’
the third years shared a look before they they gave up and nodded in defeat
but oikawa was the most offended
‘Y/N-CHAN! I ASK YOU ON DATES ALL THE TIME AND I ALWAYS OFFER TO GIVE YOU THAT LOVE SO WHY CAN’T IT BE ME?! WHAT DOES THAT GRAPE HUMANOID HAVE THAT I DONT?!’
he whined and stomped his foot after crossing his arms and a pout on his face
you shook your head, not even bothering to answer that, and went to the others
‘dont be mad and be upset, okay? i refused him bc i have no time for a relationship when im too busy looking after my own boys. i really dont want to add another’
kindaichi and yahaba’s face scrunched as they rushed forward to hug you
‘we thought you would leave us y/n-chan!’
‘stay as ours forever, okay?’
you were so relieved that they werent as aggressive as the oldests and gave each player their own favorite hugs
but you stopped in front of kyo, not really knowing how to hug him since youve never exactly showed any type of affection like that
so you were just awkwardly standing there with raised arms but he patted your head, you smiling and leaning more to his touch
‘hm, kyo-san, ya finally warming up to me?’
you teased but he scoffed, gently headbutting you with his forehead against yours
‘now, everyone! dont misunderstand and know that for as long as i will be a manager, i wont be in a relationship bc my time as a manager is too crucial since i would probably have to look after you so you dont get yourself to jail. a boyfriend is adding more boys in to that list and i dont want that. you will be my boys forever and i wont be taken from you so please trust on me and stop being so overprotective bc i wont give them the affection or wishes they want!’
oikawa teared up and was about to go trample you but he was held back
‘no! i want a hug! i want a family hug! cmon, iwa-chan!’
practice went by quickly but you demanded them to do 10 diving laps in punishment for all the misunderstandings theyve created
but they gladly did it bc it meant that you wont be taken from them and you would be theirs forever and their cute manager is going to pay attention to them and them only
i got serious yandere vibes from this but its so heartwarming that theyre so overprotective and lowkey you got yourself a harem
after practice, they all wanted to walk home with you but you told them that shinsou’s house was the other direction
‘y/n-chan! you said you wouldn’t-’
you rolled your eyes
‘oikawa-san, just because i refused that confession doesnt mean i will stop earning money. i still have to catsit for his family and earn my money!’
they only agreed when kyo said that he was walking that way too but they were still weary and jealous bc he got to spend more time with you than them
as you were both walking, you looked up at him
‘kyo-san, what type of hug do you like?’
‘hah?’
he looked down at you bc we short with wide eyes and flushed cheeks
you smiled and looked forward, skipping slightly
‘everyone in the team has their own special hugs. i want everyone to have one bc you all are individually special to me so-’
but he stopped walking and pulled arm before he lifted you up, making you squeak and wrap your legs around his waist
thank god you were wearing your tracksuit and not your skirt
‘k-kyo-san?’
bruh is it obv that kyoken is one of my favorite seijoh boys like bls love on him
he didnt want you to see his flustered expression bc he still has a reputation to uphold, yanno?
so he tucked it in your neck and you softly smiled before playing with the baby hairs at the base of his neck
‘you like this kind then, kyo-san? kinda aggressive but perfectly suits you, yanno?’
he just grunted and you laughed
he wasnt about to tell you that he liked holding you on his arms bc you were so tiny and so you that holding you like this makes him feel like he was protecting you and feel good about himself bc he gets to be the one who shields you from the world
yuhhhhh get it kyo
‘so yahaba-san told me that you got kicked out of class bc you scared the teacher and kids?’
you questioned and he left his spot on your neck and pulled his face back so you could clearly see his face
it was red and possibly flustered but you just snickered
he still held you by his strong arms so you were able to move your small hands to his face where he flinched at first but relaxed when you touched his cheeks
your fingers gently pulled the sides of his lips and you tilted your head to the side
‘you,,, look really handsome when you smile, kyo-san’
you whispered and he was so surprised that his tough mask fell and was replaced by wide eyes and his eyebrows rose up, the intimidating look disappearing from his eyes
‘i-i do?’
you bit your lip bc this was so different from the aggressive kyo you knew and you didnt expect this type of innocence that he just showed you
maybe he wasnt so innocent from the fights and arguments he has started or been in
but he was so innocent to soft touches and compliments bc he wasnt exposed to it, only used to the ones that were said due to the aura he exuded or his looks
‘yep, you do. so keep smiling for me, kay? dont have to be around the others or all the time, but i,,, want to see it sometimes’
he blinked at you but quickly went back to your neck to hide the big smile that was threatening to come out
you felt his lips move and you laughed
‘noooo! kyo-san!!! i want to see your smilee!!! dont hide it!!!’
but it was cut short when a familiar shout was heard from the other side of the street that was near the school
it seemed that oikawa was worried about you walking alone with kyoken so he followed you both with the other third years
‘kyoken-chan! y/n-chan!’
he shouted in betrayal
you were about to get away from kyo’s hold but he tightened his grip and leaned in to place a kiss on your forehead, still staring straight at the captain
‘mine’
again, do you know what happened next?
oikawa screamed
this was actually pretty funny to write bc wowza oikawa is so oikawa and hes just so oikawa-like, yanno? and im still simping over kyoken and shinsou is my ult fave in bnha and i really love him like ugghhhh :’)
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🛋 I Wish I Didn't Care All The Time 🛋
F.W.B AU! Klarker
Clark Barker x Jack Kline
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Many people have many opinions on F.W.B , but one opinion that is mainly seen and heard is that at the end it tends to blow up at your face .
Jack wasn't one to get involve into some shit that he will regret . On the other hand , his best friend Clark has done some shit that have gotten both of them in trouble .
Keep in mind half the time Jack wouldn't be involved and he somehow get caught red handed . He blames it all on Clark , well that's his excuse cause he doesn't want to get the wrath of his parents .
Sure he can ignore the raven man and hang with his other friends and live a simple , relaxing life . The problem is that Jack doesn't quite have other friends . He just has his older sister Claire . And her friends only talk to him out of pity .
He met Clark in high school when the guy tried to convince him to do the class project all by himself . From then on they sorta clicked , they were inseparable. Many people thought they were dating .
He wasn't blind , his friend was attractive and by all the times Clark had told him he was hot . He could see why people thought that they were a couple , the latter was quite touchy .
And it wasn't like it never crossed his mind , but the thing was Clark is basically fuck boy . He doesn't do relationships , the only thing he can commit is to drugs, food , and music .
On the other hand he didn't have a problem with commitment issues , but all his relationships just never seem to work out . The problem mainly being Clark , that's what his exes would tell him .
" Fuck them , they dont know what their missing out , And being honest she was annoying . "
That was always his response , pointing out what he didn't like about the person .
" you don't like no one " it was like a relative
thing . He wasn't lying when he mentioned about his failed attempt at love .
" I like you , don't I " Rolling his eyes , as the raven haired holds him close . All he can do is take in the somehow soothing smell of cigarettes and cologne .
.....
Being in college is frustrating , mainly being filled overload with homework , essays , projects , and you can't forget anxiety . Jack was just overwhelmed , he just wanted to go home to his dad's and listen to them bicker . Have a fight with Claire about anything , help his father with his garden and watch the bees .
He wants to spend time with his uncle Sam maybe playing football , even he's terribly bad at it . Laugh with his aunt Eileen, when Sam and Dean get competitive over who's actually winning . he just wants to be with his family .
Thank God break is coming soon , if not he would've exploded . When he mentions it to Clark, he just say he's probably frustrated because he hasn't gotten any action . He usually just throws his pillow at him .
..... ...... .....
It wasn't the first time he seen his friend drunk , it was after all was a constant thing he would do . Watching as his friend struggle to take of his jacket and stumbling to go lay down , it wasn't no surprise when he had fell down . He also couldn't help but laugh along with Clark.
" seems like you had a fun night , here let me help you " Helping him stand up , he starts to remove his jacket .
" Fuck yeah I did , you should've have gone . You could've released some of your pent up frustration . " Clark spoke as he looked at the blonde .
" can you not , just be glad you did . God you reek of ciggaretes . I don't know when your gonna learn when to stop smoking .
Hold on I'm gonna help you change , please try not to fall . "
removing the other boy shirt , he walks to the drawer taking out what he needs . returning to the now slighty naked drunk .
" I missed you "
" i missed you too . you should lay down. " turning around to lay down , he was stopped .
" can you lay with me tonight . please . "
Clark asked still holding on to his wrist . as they both layed down , he didn't know why his heart was beating so fast . Maybe it was the way his friend was looking at him or how all he can think of how was to kiss him . But there was that warning bell
going off his mind warning him to not cross the line . but by the time he was gonna acknowledge it , Clark had started kissing him .
He wasn't the one to be blamed , if you were being kissed by the same person who was incredibly a good kisser you would also ignore all the warning signs .
His lips tasted like beer and cigarettes. Clothes were thrown across the room . Darker hands roamed gently across soft pale skin , Holding him down firmly . As he racked his nails down the ravens back from the pleasure he was receiving. And he should've known everything wouldn't be the same after that night .
.... .... ....
The morning after , Jack got his ass up from the bed and quickly left as he could . Scared he had to face him . cursing himself for being so weak , he shouldve have stopped . He knew he should go back to his dorm and got talk to Clark, but it didn't mean he couldn't avoid it for a few more hours .
walking in the dorm , he expected to see the latter in the room but he was nowhere to be seen . So he sat down and waited . minutes after minutes then turned to hours . Might as well get started with his paper that was due this week .
It was dark when he heard the door open . looking up from his computer , watching as Clark walk in . Obviously ignoring him , he went straight to bathroom . They didn't spoke at all , just Jack watching him change . but he didn't once look at him .
Right he was about to step out , he just quickly spoke and left .
" I'm going out , don't wait up "
The silence didn't quite helped him feel better .It made him feel like shit , it just made it worse when he started to cry .
.... .... ....
All he can see was darkness , he kept glancing at the clock . The time was just there mocking him as if it knew he was waiting for someone that might not come . checking again it was still 2 : 00 AM like it was two seconds ago .So he just turned on the lights .
Coming to the conclusion that the raven haired was probably in someone else's bed . He gets out of bed to turn off the lights , the door opens .
" your awake , I thought you were asleep already ." a surprised look coming across his face .
" I was going to , I was just ......... " silence overtook the conversation . they just standed for a good minute until Clark spoke but didn't even look at his direction .
" alright . night . "
Shame crept up in his skin , he knew he should've kept his mouth shut . but the words just tumbled out his mouth .
" you had fun ? I mean by looks of it . "
finishing getting undress , he responds by shrugging . not being able to stand the cold shoulder , he tries again but unfortunately that's when his tears started to come in .
" Jack , are you crying ? "
startled by the voice , he looks up. He didn't even notice when his friend came closer. He latches on to the older boy ,not wanting the other to leave him . feeling Clark hold him tight and giving him a kiss on his temple made him calm down .
Later that night they talked and both agreed it was an amazing beautiful mistake but both knew it would affect their friendship . So they agreed to move on , keep going with their life's.
Unfortunately , Clark haven't been able to sleep with anyone else after night. It seemed nobody was good enough for him . It just seemed pointless , and he doesn't want to remember when he try to have sex but he couldn't get it up .
So it lead him to masturbating and smoking . But he couldn't do it because he didn't have time to do so . And it seemed both him and Jack were playing a game that they didn't even know the rules to .
All broke loose when he saw a guy try to give Jack his number in front of him . HE was just boiling and it was like the blonde knew what it was doing to him . He started flirting back with that dumbass .
When they both got back to the dorm , they locked the door .
The next day they both went to find the guy and jack had to explain to the guy he wasnt interested , not because what had happen in that same day .
And if Clark had a smug smirk all day nobody mentioned it
.... ....
They agreed on a Friend with benefits agreement . There were rules that had to be followed so at the end their friendship wouldnt get ruined .
* 1 . Don't tell anyone
* 2 . once feelings start to form they had to call it quits
* 3 . They're aren't allowed to sleep with anyone else
( Jack agreed with that one right away , he wasn't trying to catch a disease or something . well that's what he kept telling himself .)
* 4 . They can stop whenever the other doesn't want to continue .
* 5 . Always ask consent !
Jack was really proud he came up with that , even if Clark retorted
" I think when your all over me it should be more clear that you want me to F- "
covering his mouth he ends the conversation to point out their first time .
" you were the one that had asked me the first time .:
And well they couldn't quite finish the list , because one kiss lead to another and well how can you blame Clark when the blonde was smiling at him like that .
When both come to the conclusion that had fallen way before they had come to the point they were . The blonde tries to show the other , how maybe they didn't have to be just friends . While the other pretends , it all just distraction like playing a board game .
Even if it broke Clark's heart having to remind himself , it was just that and nothing more .
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there should be more klarker fic
#klarker au#klarker moodboard#klarker#clark x jack#jack x clark#jack kline x clark barker#jack kline#clark barker#jack kline and clark barker#clark barker x jack kline#spn fanfiction#spn ships#spn#supernatural ships#supernatural#gay ships#multifandom#au moodboard#moodboard#otp moodboard#destiel#saileen#alexander calvert#rob raco
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11/17/20
you bitches better buckle up bc the trip to georgia went from bad to horrible VERY QUICKLY OSIDFLJSLDFK
SO just to note after i posted yesterday he came to the couch and started cuddling me while watching tiktoks and we were chatting and it was cute!! and i woke up feeling really good actually!! i was really confident that we were going to be able to enjoy the trip even without the intention of pursuing anything romantically afterwards! today we had plans to go around and look at atlanta, go thrifting, probably eat out too, etc. so i was really excited! and originally we were going to go to savannah today to go to the beach but then that went out the window alksfjslkdn
so i went to sleep the night before way earlier than dan, he had a presentation at 8 AM and he still hadnt completed the powerpoint for it. personally i thought he shouldve gone to sleep right when he did but he stayed up until 8 AM to present and then knocked out after. the consequence of that is that i woke up at 9 AM and was waiting for him to wake up all the way until 3 in the afternoon ASLKJLSKFDS
so finally he wakes up, i was kinda hoping that he would initiate the effort to actually go out like we had planned, especially since in our conversation on the drive home yesterday i had told him it really sucks to always be the one making the first effort literally all the time (not just with him but in general), and he said he would try to be more proactive to make me feel appreciated (that didnt happen aksfjlkf). so yeah no after thirty minutes of him not saying anything to me after he woke up i go ask him if hes still down to go out, and how i was waiting for him to wake up bc i didnt want to leave him alone in the aptmt to go thrifting cuz i thought that was mean, etc. he gets ready, we head out, he asks to drive my car and i say no bc he keeps breaking like a fucking maniac after id told him specifically not to bc it stresses me out !! we get in and head out
thrifting was pretty cool actually, there was like a LITTLE bit of awkward tension but it wasnt that bad, the thrift stores were super cool and i found some pretty nice stuff while i was there B) he also bought a bunch of stuff he liked so i thought it was a win win! we went and got food after, then we headed back to his place, which is where shit REALLY hit the fan
when we get back to his place he goes straight to his computer again. i go to the couch to eat, and after like a half hour of literally nothing–no chatting, no cuddling, he didnt even eat with me we just ate separately– i started looking into getting an airbnb and meeting other guys to try and salvage the trip. i told myself if he doesnt try to make a move to make me feel welcomed by the time my laundry was done, ill leave
THEN..... he starts getting dressed, and he heads to the door and he says to me “so youre gonna have the place to yourself for a little bit, im going to go out with some friends” and he leaves me alone in his house. this was extra ironic for me bc i remember before i had started the drive up and we were working out the details, i asked how long he would want me to stay, and he told me after wednesday he had a lot of stuff for school so he wouldnt be able to give me his attention or focus so he would feel bad if i stayed any longer; i said that that was totally fine and i thanked him for being considerate. and for that whole sentiment to be thrown out the window (if it hadnt ALREADY been bc he was just ignoring the fact that i was sitting on his couch twiddling my thumbs) when he left me alone in his house- yeah just comedy bitch COMEDYYY
and so i try to look into getting an airbnb and turns out i CANT bc my number is still linked to somebody elses fucking account and airbnb doesnt let you update it without access to the original account. at that fucking point i was pissed and i didnt even care about trying to salvage the trip so i just decide to drive home
i start getting my stuff ready and i messaging my friends about all this stuff, i end up facetiming my friend to tell them about it and their like “this is absolutely infuriating. youre not mad enough for me. burn that house down. steal his shit.” LOLLL it was just a mess!! i get all my stuff ready, i pack up my car and i leave
this one dude on grindr i was chatting to earlier had invited me over, i take him up on his offer and he was really sweet! we chatted about anime, played some video games for a little bit, his cat was adorable and it was a nice little thing. i was only there for an hour or so before i started heading home again
yeah all in all the trip was preeetttyyyyy much a bust, theres a lot of shit that pisses me off when i think about dan now (he was a huge hypocrite (he got mad at me for calling him out when he tried to excuse his behavior by saying it was bc of his trauma, but then made jokes about my r*pist.......), tbh kind of a sociopath, took a lot of pride in telling me about how hes so toxic and gaslights people all the time and i was just confused as to why he thought that would make me think any better of him at all/???, had a really concerning sense of humor that like took joy in suffering “ironically,” etc.) but i dont want to be resentful or spiteful or anything and honestly im not even that mad AT him!! he has a lot of potential in life and hes still super interesting, he just needs to heal a lot and GO TO THERAPY bc jesus fucking christ
but yeah thats my story about yesterday, im gonna write the one for today even though its not that eventful but i hope you enjoyed these little chronicles lakfsjlaksdf
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Its been a while since i rewatched s3 of atla (like 4 years) but listen. I dont remember why katara went with zuko to face azula but it makes no sense to me. It shouldve been toph because toph is way too vulnerable on an air ship raid. Katara has a looooong range which wouldve been so much more useful in aerial battle. Theres no reason why they would take toph out of her element like that.
But i get why the writers did it, it just makes no sense in universe. If toph went with zuko, and azula aimed for her, she would've sensed azulas change in direction and intervened instantly, thrown up a barrier or something. Zuko wouldnt go down at all. Now idk how agni kai ends, but azula would never surrender so itd probably turn into a death match unless zuko knocks her out with fire non fatally.
Or if azula successfuly aimed at toph and zuko intercepted the lightning and went down, toph would fight azula and would KILL her ass and zuko would die too because toph couldnt heal him like katara did. Now idk if toph would really kill azula but if she was mad enough who knows? Not like katara doesnt have a body count. That girls killed a ton of side characters and that's okay!
And if katara was in the air raid they wouldve swung from ship to ship taking them down with ease. I dont know its interesting how a simple switch in the teams wouldve dampened the risks and the tensions drastically but hey. Its supposed to be a thrilling finale so it shouldnt be easy
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Night Vale + Scientists
Alrighty, I’m relatively new to this fandom and all, so I’m not entirely sure how well this actually coincides with canon and whatnot, but I’m going to feel free to vocalize this anyway.
We all know from relatively early on in this particularly lovely podcast that Carlos the “Perfectly Imperfect” Scientist has an unrivalled passion for the unexplained. The idea of mystery drives him crazy, and he chases blindly after anything that doesn’t have a feasible answer, that can’t be understood, that seems far too beyond human comprehension to decode- a trait that, I will argue to my last dying breath, is part of why he fell head-over-kettle in love with Cecil Palmer, perhaps the most mysterious and unexplainable character in the show, and the first impossible riddle he wasn’t hell-bent on solving
Cecil, though, is the exact opposite of his counterpart. See, Cecil’s job is announcing the happenings of Night Vale, not analyzing them. When something occurs out of the ordinary, he doesn’t always need a ‘why’- in fact, in most regards, Cecil’s pretty content to just have a general grasp of what’s going on or what to expect from something and roll with the punches. Animal carcasses raining from the sky? Don’t panic, just get a stronger umbrella. The sun didn’t rise today? You know, that happens sometimes. It’ll pass!
It makes sense, in this fashion, for the fandom to naturally come to the conclusion that Cecil is terrible when it comes to science. I’ve seen a lot of posts and fanart about the worst accidents in the lab being Cecil’s doing, and while they’re amusing, I have another perspective to bring to the metaphorical table.
What we often seem to forget is that, while Carlos always seems to come to the right conclusions at the right times, and make sense of an insensible world, he’s still an Outsider. Night Vale is a curious thing to most of its occupants, let alone an individual who wasn’t born and raised there. There’s a lot of stuff about this one unique speck in the desert that even Carlos doesn’t know anything about, and I have no doubt in my mind that it would hinder him sometimes.
So instead, in the early stages of their relationship, I can imagine Cecil waking up to a call from a frustrated Carlos, going off on an absolute venting tangent from the lab at 4:37 A.M. And at first, it’s a bit of a shock to both of them because, well, from Cecil’s end it is 4:37 A.M. on a Wednesday, and he’s talking particle theory with a man who probably should’ve tried getting some sleep three days ago at the rate he’s going, but all the other members of Carlos’ team have long since gone home, and he usually finds it helpful to go step-by-step through his experiments vocally to catch any mistakes or hash out new ideas.
After at least a full forty-five minutes of Carlos rambling into the phone about how the molecular bonding of this solution shouldn’t be even remotely close to what it is, and that he can’t understand why it keeps giving off such staggeringly different temperatures with each batch he makes, Cecil (getting over his initial surprise that Carlos is calling him of all people) gently reminds him that maybe he’d best rest and think about it again with a clear head.
“Try some of that raspberry oolong Intern Stephen dropped off earlier this week,” He suggests brightly, explaining that it’s supposed to help with clarity and that the crushed beetle wings in the mixture hardly throw off the taste at all. “And remember to whisper a compliment to the water before you try to boil it- it can get fussy otherwise, you know. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve forgotten and wound up with a solid block of ice in my kettle or, worse, the kettle itself melting all over the countertop. Terrible to get out of the carpet later in that case, but as long as you’re cordial, it should boil nicely for you.”
And at first, there’s dead silence on the other end of the line, before Cecil can hear Carlos scrambling to make a note on this development, because of course he wasn’t whispering anything to the water he’d used in his experiment, and that’s probably the reason for 74% of the problems he’s come across so far.
It doesn’t take long for this to become a normal occurrence, Carlos calling in regularly with all kinds of questions and, as before, just needing to talk through something, Cecil offering advice on how to handle certain stuff, or even just talking a while about the things Carlos is working with. More often than not, this leads to some kind of revelation, because while Cecil might not understand the science behind why glass stirring rods need to be used only in a clockwise direction, he at least knows that they just do, and that’s what Carlos needs.
Eventually, this extends to the rest of the lab crew as well, because, yes, they might be Night Vale residents, but there’s a pretty large chunk of information about their town that even they are missing. With how quickly things can come up or change in their spooky little town, it can be impossible to keep track of everything on one’s own. Tentatively at first, but with growing speed, the other scientists begin asking for advice and extra help with info as well.
Catching on to the trend, a new addition makes its way into Cecil’s radio show, where, every day, scientists can send in questions for the citizens of Night Vale, and they can respond accordingly, offering insight. If nothing else, it serves as a reminder to those listening in on the broadcast that their scientists don’t miraculously have the answers to everything, and that the downside to having the entire population of your city looking to you for those answers is sometimes not having any.
Even those who don’t have knowledge to offer find ways to help. Scientists return home, weary beyond measure from saving their friends and family from yet another disaster, only to find the lights already dimmed and welcoming, old takeout containers thrown away, and bed made. There’s a note on the table that would be eery and concerning, were it not for the sensation that there had always been a presence in their home, and, if nothing else, this only confirms one of their many hypothesises, setting another theory down to rest. Creatures (that definitely are not angels) appear in the lab every now and then, bringing with them a smiling old woman, and several Big Rico’s pizza boxes, cases of bottled water, and bundles of grapes. Nobody knows why grapes in particular. Maybe the not-angels have an affinity for them. Either way, the mandatory snack break is welcomed by many. Secret police mutter helpful tips from bushes under open windows, and, despite books being banned, once in a blue moon a torn-out page from some volume makes it’s way onto a given scientist’s lab table, curating many more questions, and causing many to reevaluate their perceptions of the harrowing librarians, the hooded figures who show no fear of them, and the public library itself.
Night Vale is a place of mystery and intrigue and danger- but it is also a place of people bonded by experience and survival. It’s a place called “home” by many, even if they do not necessarily understand it, and these are the people who save this city by supporting discovery in their own little ways. Night Vale loves its scientists, and it will do what it can to help them understand it even a little bit more.
#night vale#nightvale#cecil palmer#carlos the scientist#cecilos#welcome to night vale#welcome to nightvale#WTNV#wtnv headcanons
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ok here’s another ask skwnskwn uhhh unpopular stranger things 3 opinions?
idk most opinions of st3 are so idk which are unpopular but i can give it a shot with just random opinions i have and it will loop over into what i think should/shouldnt happen in st4
it was really uncomfy and weird watching mike and el kiss at all, they're like 5 they're children it's just, it's uncomfy to be looking at
billy was not Redeemed in st3, we see depth in his character, we see a slight explanation for some behaviours and we see he's different but he's not technically Redeemed
Robin is the best character on the show, smart as fuck but terrible taste in women. my kinda girl
Steve not getting a love interest is better than the alternative, even if they make steve bi in canon i seriously need a season of steve being Alone romantically, so far he's gone from years with Nancy, trying to get Nancy back, trying to pick up girls and having a crush on Robin so he's always looking for Something romantic and im glad he isn't getting it, Steve needs to get some grasp on himself without the need for a romantic partner and allow himself to be without one and without need to get one before he does get with someone knew
erica and lucas are the best possible examples of siblings, then nancy and mike THEN jonathan and will, even if they're better at being close and stuff they aren't 1000% realistic for most sibling relationships
jim was quite harsh a lot this season and i know it was him being overprotective of el but sometimes it was a fine line between him being a steady and protective dad and him being pushed and losing it cause he didn't talk it out sooner
mike was a little shit and annoying as fuck this season. also a bad friend and a bad boyfriend. i know he's just a kid so im not gonna grasp the situation the same way he does cause im looking at it as someone older than him but he's sucked and did we see him actually apologise to will and say he's sorry? at all?
will and dustin were treated badly by people who are established to be their best friends and shouldve said smth sooner
nobody fessed up and took responsibility that they had such low expectations of dustin they not only accused him of lying abt having a girlfriend but didn't seem to show any sadness at not trusting their friend when he did reveal that it was true
joyce deserves that move away, even if hop had lived Joyce and the kids had been so beyond hurt and traumatised in Hawkins they deserved to be away from it all, especially el and will
billys mum is alive, it's clear she left and billy spoke to her on the phone in the memories so she's Alive and back in cali
speaking of, it doesn't in any way shape or form justify his actions and im not at all trying to but i do think a part of the change in billys attitudes between S2 and S3 could have been impacted by the fact in S2 he was JUST up and moved to a new town away from where he lived his whole life and probably the last connection or hope he had of being with his mother again so his being more calmed or tame in S3 could be him getting used to Hawkins and accepting he has to stay for X amount of time until he can move back alone if he wants to
suzie and dustin singing was sweet as hell
if Mike had done that whisper in the ear shit with me, id have thrown his ass out too
el and max are bi and also have crushes on each other just a lil bit
el's new fashion is cute and im not just saying that cause she dresses like i do sometimes
joyce should have said sorry sincerely for standing hop up at the restaurant, even if she was doing research and learning and stuff she should have apologised for leaving him hanging like that
it was fucked up and cruel and unnecessary to kill billy in front of max, for emotion i get it but for me, she didn't need to see that, she's a kid that's gonna stick with her forever and as far as i can think it's the only death she's actually seen happen in canon
max shouldn't be left with neil, i don't trust him not to turn on her now that billy isn't there taking hits, i just don't trust him not to snap at her now billy isn't around to deal with all the shit
i Knew before the show was released and i said it to someone i'll look for the chat, but i KNEW the audio that was used would be a flashback for Billy's life in cali and i was right and im fuckin stoked abt that
killing hop was shit, he just got the chance of a new daughter and a better life and was working on it to be there for her and more supportive and stuff and trying to work around her being in his life and having her own life outside of that
release tammy thompsons music! i need new muppets hits!!!! make her sing life's a happy song!!!!
heather was cute, wish she wasn't possessed 😔
idk anything else but im in love with steve harrington
[ASK ME ABOUT ANYTHING PLEASE]
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Bleeding Red
Preface: I’ve been bitching around the bush of this long enough. So, I’ve been really silent on a bunch of stuff that’s been eating me alive which has made me both inactive and unproductive. I’m going to get straight to the point, starting off with the TL:DR from my post on my main blog. Context: An anon asked me if I was alright because I hadn’t updated in a while.
TL:DR You probably didn’t ask this to hear about all the bad shit of my life so here’s the short of it. No, I’m not doing fine. I will try get next weeks post out on time and I’ll work on making up on the lost posts. Updates will return regularly, ‘ite.
Time for the thick and thin of it.
Insecurity and being shafted: I’m stoic, even at my worst I won’t say anything. I’ll push through regardless of my current condition and since I’ve gone years like this, it’s not hard for me to do. In my real life situation, I’m currently in a place of social isolation. This has lead to a somewhat near reliance on Tumblr to be my social outlet. This present many issues.
The main one is that I’m quite the isolationist. This has only been reinforced by many interactions throughout the entirely of my life. Because of this, I can’t say I’ve ever had anything really more than two friends at a time. While in a way this has helped me express myself so well through writing, it’s come at the cost of social skill. I don’t talk to anyone.
With this kind of issue you could easily imagine that the THREE PEOPLE (four now, but very limited) to ever directly talk ended up in a way shafting me. The first blocked and disconnected with me without warning or reason. At this point we’ve been talking to each for about a month and we hit it off very well and then one day, silence. Never heard from them again. That fucked me up hard when I finally realized what happened.
The second person left during the Tumblr P**n Purge. We were talking about how to contact each other on other platforms and then they stopped responding. I had already given contact to other platforms of which they pinged me in any way. Another person that I trusted massively on here just abandoned me and I’m still hurting from that. Wasn’t fair at all.
Then the third person was someone that I been following for a while. This person is actually the reason that I’ve been putting this off for so long. I don’t want them to see this post but they will. I got an ask from them that ultimately turned out to be misinformation. I said I wasn’t mad but I was. I was so fucking angry about it and I’m still kinda mad, but I didn’t want problems. I still don’t. I just didn’t want them to worry about it. This will come back later.
I try my best to be as inoffensive as possible. The problem with that is that much of the things I believe or enjoy are highly divisive. Hell, even my own identity can be seen as offence. I’m bisexual, non-binary (I’m currently still questioning this. I might actually be gender fluid but in the overall scheme, that’s worse than being non-binary), and nonreligious. I’m in a very religious area so you I’m still “in the closet” about much of this IRL. I though it would better online but with how much people are saying bisexuality doesn’t exist, or that non-binary isn’t a valid gender (or that being gender fluid make you insane and you should be locked up) and all the hate people who say they are this are getting, the very community that’s supposed to accept me, HATES me. I had a bi pride flag icon last year during Pride Month. I never doing that ever again. It was terrible.
I’m trying my best to come out of my shell like I said I would when I made this blog but it seems I’m just crawling further into it. People I think I can trust keep setting me up to fall, people I know in real life won’t ever accept my existence if they knew who I really was, and my own mental health problem and self loathing are eating me alive. But that isn’t the total of it.
Crumbling Pillar: I’ve always ended up in the position where things were thrown onto me. In which no one wanted to do, I was stuck with. Because of this not only do I have a severe distaste being around my family (beyond everything mentioned before hand) but I grew to have a negative out look on everything. This effect is still quite obvious in my writings, especially my poems. Out of the 14 poems on my poem blog @washed-soul, only one has a happy meaning.
The one happy poem was called dreams. Under a metaphor it talks about how a demon kept me trapped in a dark space. I start to get better and nearly break free before I have a negative relapse back to my old ways. The poems ends with the demon putting a end to itself leaving the nightmare in which it was keeping me in to slowly fade away, letting one crack of light peeking through to become a window to a door until one day I walk free. When writing this poem, I never thought I would find myself rebuilding the nightmare but that’s where I am.
I’m done with holding things together that other people have placed onto me. Because of this, issues have began showing in my private life. Issues that should’ve been solved decades ago are only now being addressed. This change in the status quo of my life has caused many issues in my productive and mood. Between everything else I’m too tired to do anything.
Is that a reason, is that an excuse. No it isn’t but it’s the best thing I got as a reason. I’m doing my damnedest to do the best I can but of course, when it comes to the thing that matter I just fall short. Big fucking whopha my intelligence and capability does me if I can’t use it for anything that means a damn.
Meaningless Triviality: I’m a very emotional person. I’m very strongly bound to my emotions and if everything above hasn’t given it away, my emotions are very negative prone. But it just doesn’t stop there, it goes back into my memories. I can only honestly place 3 happy memories for certain that aren’t either A) a dream or B) me escaping reality through my mind. Besides that, almost all my memories are negative.
People like to throw around the word Nihilist to describe themselves because today's culture is very, god while I hate to use this word, edgy. For those who don’t know a Nihilist is someone who views the world as being completely meaningless and reject all religious and moral principles. I very truly struggle with this outlook of life. It’s a daily for me to berate myself saying “just kill yourself” or “I want to die” or just shutting down and crumpling up while say “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry” over and over again. Hell, I did that while writing this.
I take things very hard, even the slightest transgression. I’m so used to trying to make things perfect and because people have the image that I’m the smart one, the mature one, the capable one, I’m left with the over hanging expectation of excellence. Almost no room for margin of error or being human. Since I’m the silent type, I put up no challenge and work to meet it. Only time I get any praise for anything too.
I guess as a little self promotion to my main blog, for those that have read the very first few updates of my main blog @the-truth-behind-redacted, or read Defiance’s character sheet, while The Machine and Defiance are separate character, they both share the name Machine. That in part is a reflect of said above expectation. How ravenous and inhuman it can be all under the guise of something human. Those characters are the two sides to the same coin.
Remember how I said I try to be un-problematical and how I try to avoid any potential conflict. In the first segment I told on how I lied about my feelings just so another person didn’t have to worry over something that honestly, in hindsight, wasn’t even really a big deal. But I also said how it consumed me in anger. I just don’t want to bother anyone over anything. It’s part of the reason why I am writing this post, as some way of a self enforced rehab program to get better.
This absolute consumption of negative emotion has pushed me into a non human state before. I hit a point of absolute mental exhaustion and in such a self enforced bubble of actual hatred I became completely apathetic. I felt numb to everything. I watched and heard of terrible things happening to people, and felt nothing. I watched people lives crumble before them leaving them nowhere to go and LAUGHED. “Just another worthless pathetic worm on this rotting carcass of a planet being hit with the hard reality that life doesn’t care for them. What whimsical pathetic bullshit they deluded themselves with to think otherwise.” This isn’t an exaggeration on how I thought, this is what I actually thought. Which brings me too.
The Mandatory Sob Story: Roll your eyes everyone and get the tiny violin. I guess in order for everyone to exactly understand the place I’m coming from when it comes to mental health I’ll have to detail my experiences. I have a long standing history with mental illness. I have professionally diagnosed OCD, Bipolarism, Anxiety, Chronic Depression, and visual and auditory hallucinations. I take 600 mg of Seroquel a day as well as Amitriptyline when needed. I’m also still currently in therapy to deal with said OCD, Bipolarism, Anxiety, Chronic Depression, the visual and auditory hallucinations, as well as Suicidal thoughts, and my Nihilism. There’s a reason to why I’m so god damn familiar with mental illness and treatment plans.
OCD and Bipolarism run in my family on my fathers side. My Father’s Father had them, my Sister has them, my brother most likely has them (however he refuses to see a doctor because he uses said possible mental illnesses as a get out of jail free card. He doesn’t want to be treated and he has FUCKING ADMITTED IT), my father has them, and I have them. I, however, have the misfortune of having it real bad. I said yes to well over half of all the total symptoms when I was being tested (I don’t remember exact numbers but I remember there being three pages worth of common symptoms) which was very worrying to the doctor. I was currently in an inpatient hospitalization program at the time for both suicidal thoughts and actions, and severe depression.
On that, my graze in with suicide. Before I went into my first inpatient program I was contemplating suicide. I was sat in front of a mirror with a bottle of over the counter medication. It was an unopened bottle of ibuprofen, 1000 200mg tables. What I planed to do was down the whole bottle with benadryl and die in my sleep. I had the small box of benadryl got from the Kroger pharmacy and a hand full of ibuprofen poured out looking directly into the mirror. My suicide note was sitting on the desk on my room with an online copy on my laptop open.
I sat there for an hour in the dead of midnight complicating my life. I had lost all hope in the world, filled with hatred, anger, pain, and despair. I had no god or after life to look forward too, part way hoping that a Hell existed for me to burn in. I hated myself that much. I was close to taking the first handful before before I caught a glimpse of my own eyes in the mirror. In what was in a weird sudden epiphany I realized that I truly did become what I hated but not for any reason I told myself. I became the very bastion of negativity I sought to fight and rid of in what little friends I did have. That was what set off my path to recovery in spite of the medical system. I guess if people care I’ll make a separate post on that.
Before I move on, I feel I should explain my history with the visual and auditory hallucinations. It should be no surprise that with everything else above, I also had extreme paranoia that led to me having very bad insomnia. Insomnia is, just like most other medical disorders like Depression, Self-harm, Anxiety, OCD, Bipolarism, is romanticized to hell. Insomnia isn’t having one nights bad sleep where you got 5 hours of sleep instead of 8.
You know what Insomnia is? insomnia is being physical incapable of sleeping despite not sleeping in 2 to 3 day while your body suffers massive agony brought on by this. Muscle spasms and seizing, difficulty breathing, your eyes feeling like fire ants are eating them, and of course visual and auditory hallucinations. Now I already had issues with visual and auditory hallucinations even when I could get sleep regularly but the combined effects of my OCD and Bipolarism made this perfect condition of Insomnia, Anxiety, Paranoia, with the already added in disposition to hallucinations and I felt like I was actually losing my mind.
My hallucinations presented themselves in three forms. Disassociation of reality, night terrors, or alterations of reality. Disassociation of reality often were complete black out moments. I would lose any perceived connect to reality and enter an episode of my mind. I can’t remember what they actually were but I do remember what it felt like. Cold sweats, anxiety to point where if I didn’t lock up I would vomit, actual physical pain, mind numbing fear, and intense fatigue.
The second were night terrors often in the form of horrific “things.” I do remember these and most of them were as best as I could describe, forms of things that were vaguely human and formations of industrial machinery. The most vivid one I remember was of a long lengthy apparition that was for the most part human but many locations of it’s impossible physiology were rebar beams and mechanical sockets. It began when I was about to fall asleep and it was next to my window. The thing was making week groaning and gasping sounds before it violently slammed against my window breaking it then letting out a horrific howl that I can’t describe as it tossed itself out followed shorty after with the sound of bones breaking against the dirt.
Now that might not seem so bad, exspecally with everything that is in horror movies or games now, but keep in mind that was fucking real to me. It was as real as the clicking of the keys of my keyboard as I’m writing this. As real as the chair I’m sitting in and as real as the wall in front of me. As far as my mind was concerned that thing, what ever it was, actually existed. It took me physical touching my window to make sure it wasn’t actually broken and checking outside to see if there wasn’t a body there. This isn’t the type of thing I talk about lightly.
Finally there is the alteration of reality. This is very simply but it’s something that fucked with me hard. For very little meaning or warning, I would have trouble interpreting the world around me. My hearing and sight would be warped and there wasn’t any real way to tell what I was hearing or seeing was real or not until the episode was over. The way I got through these was the ultimate fake it till you make it. Obviously, very often I failed and this created issue in my schooling.
Ending Message: I’ve been in a very bad state for a while now and as it is now, no signs of getting better. I also strongly believe my medications are being to fail me which I’ve been telling my doctor and therapist for over a year now but nothing’s been done. Mainly it’s my Depression but insomnia episodes are beginning and my own paranoia been on the rise. It’s gotten to the point where I can’t even look at a creepy image or thumbnail without having a very bad episode.
I’ve managed to eat something today which was nice but my body is cramping hard. And to possible stave of a possible comment, I’m biologically male. Like I said I’m not in the best head space, or living for that matter. If this gets better, only time will tell.
#Long post#tw: suicide#TW: Depression#Trigger Warning#TW#OCD#Anxiety#Chronic Depression#Bipolar Disorder#Bipolar#Mental Health#My mental health
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The Good, The Bad, and The Dirty: RWBY Vol 6 E 12
I wish I could’ve enjoyed this, but the fact that this episode could’ve been perfectly merged with last weeks episode for a rightful 23-25 minute episodes makes me angry.
Overall rating: 3/10
A.N.: First we got all buildup, now we got all pay off. Why do they keep doing this?
The Good:
Quick spoilers for the review ahead: most of the contents of this section are about the Bee vs. Adam fight. In fact, the 3/10 rating is earned because of this since I was just bored during the fist half and during the cliffhanger.
A quick shoutout to Ruby for figuring out an alternative way to neutralize Cordovin without yelling it or making it as obvious as Oscar’s plan was. TBH the writers did a poor job trying to execute the first plan by being just as obvious to make it not work.
This week the fight between Blake, Yang and Adam continues, but unlike last week, both girls get to fight by each others side. What’s really interesting about the scenes showcased on this episode is the way both adapt to their current circumstances and still manage to get that sweet Bumbleby combo we’ve experienced in previous volumes.
They are both quick on their feet, always in sync. Blake’s evasive technique and light hits help to destabilize Adam while Yang carries the punch (literally). She distracts him and positions him right where Yang needs him to be. Not only that, but she makes sure Adam cannot absorb any of Yang’s heavy hits, completely conscious of how that can backfire.
Of course, the ribbon combo attack the pair is known for makes a comeback. This time, Yang grabs what’s left of Gambol Shroud to protect Blake and is the one throwing her partner around.
The flying cat Faunus is not strong enough to break Adam’s stance and she’s thrown away, and her aura breaks. Like everyone guessed, Blake’s aura is purple, the same shade Yang’s bandana is ;)
Now is Yang’s turn to hold her ground against Adam while she keeps an eye on Blake, who could easily fall to there death. hOW THE FUCK CAN SHE CLIMB WITH HEELS.
“The moment of truth, Yang. Do you think you’re faster than you were at Beacon?”
Yang trembles.
“Me neither.”
Here’s the second thing I wanted to point out about this fight: Adam still tries to use manipulation to get the upper hand. He knows a part of Blake still fears him, and he knows Yang’s trauma is associated with him.
Again and again he has tried to exploit this, but once more: he fails.
Yang goes for an evasive tactic rather than an offensive one, more proof of her character development.
Adam continues taunting, because he has no other tools or tactics he can use. He desperately tries to clutch to power, even though last episode showed him that Yang and Blake are at their strongest when together.
This is why he wanted to sever that link in volume 3. Even if he didn’t know how good of a team they were, he knew the best way to break Blake was through Yang.
“What does she even see in you!” remarks how out of his element Adam is. He lost the fight before he actually lost it.
Yang’s Semblance makes a return, but TBH the animation was pretty underwhelming considering we’ve waited for its comeback for about 3 years. I think Adam’s Moonslice animation has been maintained. Everything from the color palette shift, to the way the red on his outfit lights up. His presence is there.
Yang’s Semblance doesn’t bust in victorious and glorious. It’s more like a tame flame. I appreciate the fire effects, and the way Yang’s moments are highlighted with 2D yellow effects, but where’e the frame distortion? The glowing red eyes? The final punch was nice, but overall, I’m disappointed.
Finally, the moment we all have been waiting for comes: Adam Taurus’s death. Have some popcorn peeps. There was no other way to end the whole arc, Adam was irredeemable.
If you wanted me to be honest, I thought Adam was going to fall to his death in some fight scenario where he was so consumed by anger and his obsession that he looses it; or Yang was going to be the one ending it.
Having them both kill him, with both halves of Gambol Shroud no less, is so fucking powerful and fitting. Of course, quite traumatic for Blake, who would be the one most affected by it.
I think they nailed the reaction. Aside from the obvs Bumbleby excitement, Blake breaking down, the remainder of the promise and Yang comforting her so delicately is the perfect way to end this arc.
Unfortunately, it isn’t quite as cathartic and beautiful since we’re cut short by the need to establish another cliff hanger.
The Bad:
I see people left and right on RT’s forms, Tumblr and YouTube praising the CRWBY for getting better at pacing or even “nailing” it.
Boi, oh boi, could you not be more wrong.
This episode could and should’ve been part of last episode. There’s no reason why any writer would cut the momentum episode 11 carried for a cheap cliff hanger and have the resolution to the fights be concluded 7 days later.
Do you know what real shows do? They make a two parter. A half an hour special.
I could bring up AtlA, but I’m going to bring up SU.
Do you know what’s going to happen next Monday on CN?
A 45 minute special Steven Universe season finale.
You know why?
Because the best way to finalize the diamond arc is by paying off all the buildup with a huge chunk of content! The decision to have the final 4 episodes group together to deliver some satisfactory pay off will be a blast.
Yes, we don’t know how season is going to end, but I can fucking tell you this special is the best way to end this arc.
SU’s atrocious schedule has made a lot of people drop the show, and I don;’t blame them. CN doesn’t know what its doing, and it’s purposefully killing shows with this (Se also: Adventure Time).
However, if there’s something the Crewniverse know how to do is delivering a story that can fit an episode.
A beginning/set up, a middle and a resolution/ending.
RWBY doesn’t do that. Episodes are: all build up, all buildup + some middle, some middle+tiny resolution.
The only way one can truly enjoy RWBY is by binge watching it, but unfortunately, RT doesn’t release the episodes Netflix style.
Do they change and adapt their writing because of this?
No, they don’t.
The problem wasn’t that the RWBY girls were separated, it’s that the writing team doesn’t know how to properly pace a story for an audience.
Also, is anyone bothered by the fact that no matter how many times Cordovin hit the Atlesian ship, that thing could still work?
Way to kill the momentum.
The Dirty:
I see a lot of people reflagging GIFs of Ruby and Qrow showing how much the girl has grown and how conflicted he might be, and TBH I see what you do.
I know Qrow looks at Ruby and probably thinks of Summer.
Summer is dead; Ruby is not, and Qrow wants to keep it that way. But Ruby is on her way to becoming an adult, she’s the leader on her team, a figure to her friends and the protagonist of the show. She has to show she’s prepared to take a stance.
Awesome scenes guys! You forgot something tho:
Rubys conflict.
Just like the glazed over Oscars big “this is what I stand for” moment of his arc, we never see Ruby at her weakest.
People complained of this during volume 4, but have you not notice she has not broken down or showed a real crisis? This 5 minutes with the apathy is not enough, and though I love her questioning Ozpin, I feel this needed more fuel.
Sometimes it feels like the writers know what a protagonist is supposed to sound like and act like, but don’t quite get how they got there.
Oh yeah, Grimm show up btw. We all knew this so meh.
Overall rating: 3/10
A.N.: Someone should really teach Miles and Kerry the ways episodes are structured. It’s season 6 and still haven’t grasped how to write an episodic series.
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Get To Know Me Tag
i was tagged by @adorexjunhui
Name: Hannah
Zodiac: virgo
Height: 5’6
Time: 3:50pm
Last movie I saw: In theaters it was Spider-man Into The Spider-verse but at home it was The Edge Of Seventeen and The Breakfast Club
Last thing I googled: how to take a screen shot on chrome book
Favorite musician: Pearl Jam, 5sos, 1D, Smashing Pumpkins, Green Day, Weezer, Guns N Roses and a lot more
Songs stuck in your head: The Impression That I Get by The Mighty Mighty Bosstones
Other blogs: yeah my main @supercalifragilistic-crisis my one about a bunch of rock bands (60′s through today-ish) @shouldve-been-easier-by-three and my buzzfeed unsolved one @hey-there-its-me-ya-girl ....it’s a lot but I enjoy too much to have only one or two blogs
Do I get asks?: maybe one once in a blue moon, but I love it when people do happen to send them
Why did I choose my username: I miss my old one SOOOOO MUCH!!!! but this one is because of me having a massive crush that is kinda actually working out pretty well with a guy at school, having my last username felt weird cause my crushes name is Conner
Following: on this one 764
Dream trip: Hawaii, California, Greece, Ireland and Australia
Amount of sleep: 6-10 hours depending on whether or not it’s a weekend or weekday
Lucky number: idk tbh, but when I did softball from 1st to 9th grade I always picked 16 and being 16 Junior year last year and the first week and a half of Senior year this year was pretty good for me so 16 I guess.
What i am wearing: grey leggings and a stripped grey and black shirt
Favorite food: Pizza, my mom’s buffalo chicken dip, mashed potatoes (if that counts) and when my dad grills
Dream job: oof probably early education teacher
Play any instruments: I play clarinet and alto saxophone with a very small bit of piano
Languages: English and a TEENY TINY bit of Spanish (though one day I would like to know more since my grandparents speak it fluently and my mom used to be fluent when she was young)
Relationship status: single
Favorite color: blue and black
Three books: Animal Farm, Lord of the Flies, The Catcher in the Rye
Three tv shows: That 70′s Show, Stranger Things, Freaks and Geeks
Book i am reading right now: Animal Farm by George Orwell and Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe
How many blankets do you sleep with: 3-4
Anything i want: to not be constantly on edge because of my anxiety, to enjoy things instead of being nervous or annoyed and to go to concerts of bands I love
Favorite song: Glycerine by Bush, Yellow Ledbetter by Pearl Jam, Thirty-Three by Smashing Pumpkins, 1979 by Smashing Pumpkins and I Stay Away by Alice In Chains (there’s so many more especially 1D and 5sos songs)
Favorite season: summer
Hair color: dark brown
Favorite animals: cats and dogs
Favorite fictional character: can’t say i have one
Do you have a crush on tumblr: no
Played any sports: softball from 1st-9th grade ( I was on varsity freshmen year) and then dance from age 3-11 and idk if this counts but I’ve done marching band (it’s more physical than you think) all four years of high school
Describe yourself in aesthetic: 90′s grunge/ 90′s in general
Put your playlist on shuffle and list the first 4 songs:
Rooster by Alice In Chains
Lie To Me by 5sos
Daughter by Pearl Jam
Fools Gold by 1D
Ever had a song or poem written about you?: nope
When was the last time you played air guitar?: idk tbh
Celebrity crush: Chris Hemsworth, Nick Robinson, Ashton Irwin and Niall Horan (and a bunch of rock stars oml)
What sound you hate? Love?: I hate the sound of people making obnoxious noises on purpose to make me mad, I love the sound pf spring peepers in the summer and also thunder (but not when there’s a tornado warning)
Do you believe in ghosts?: yes-ish
Do you believe in aliens?: maybe
Do you drive? If so, have you crashed?: not yet, the reason I don’t is because when I was 15 fifteen I was in a crash with my siblings and aunt
What’s the worst injury you’ve ever had?: when I was five I tripped while walking on a dirt road and scraped my knee so bad that there was a lot of flesh, when I played softball I constantly got thrown out arms, hits so bad on the arms and legs and back/ side that you could see the seam of the softball
Do you like the smell of gasoline?: it depends I guess
Do you have any obsession right now?: Buzzfeed Unsolved: Supernatural
Do you hold any grudges: It depends on how much the person hurt me and if someone previously were really bad to me
Random fact: over the course of my four years of high school I’ve taken 5 advanced placement classes and 4 honors classes (but a few of them I kinda struggled especially in AP World History and AP US History)
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im only posting this bc i desperately need to exorcise this thought somewhere bc it wont fucking leave me alone
those of you who know me personally or follow my instagram know about this but for those of you who dont: in a horrible turn of events, our plan to put down our geriatric yellow labrador retriever dixie was unfortunately and unexpectedly doubled today to having to put down our 3 year old engam bulldog, bean, as well
when we got him in mid december, 2015 he was barely out of puppyhood, we found him wandering around near the highway at our local gas station with a collar and no tag, trying to jump into two out-of-towner girls’ car. my stepdad intervened bc they couldnt take bean with them obviously, and brought him home instead.
we put up lost dog flyers everywhere all over our very small city, in an attempt to maybe see if someone would indeed come forward for their dog. we knew he wasnt just a stray because of his collar.
almost right off the bat, we were told by a woman who worked at the gas station that there was a man who lived in the trailer park just across the road, located behind the pancake diner. you can see it from the gas station parking lot. she told us that he had a lot of dogs that he typically kept chained up outside in poor conditions, and beat them regularly. to us? it seemed totally reasonable that that must’ve been where bean came from, given the fact he was a dog and we found him literally less than 50 feet away from where this fucking man lived.
no one came forward to claim bean. we kept those flyers up for months, we only put them up to begin with knowing he may have been thrown out by (or escaped from) this disgusting man just because there was the possibility that it wasn’t his dog, but someone else’s. as well as the potential for legal intervention if this fabled abuser found out we had technically stolen his dog (and full disclosure, fuck him for what he does, i hope all his dogs get stolen like they need to be, i myself was not fond of the idea of just giving the dog back to this creep if he was indeed the owner but i was only 16 at the time so there wasnt much i could do)
with no one claiming bean, after those months passed, we decided that he was ours now. flyers were taken down, we gave him his collar and nametag, to be real he’d already been named by us in the first few days we had him. he was going to be ours no matter what; my mother always told me its a rule that if you name a stray, and do it quick before anyone can object to keeping it, it’s yours now. that’s your pet, with it’s new name.
so we carried on with our lives, now having not just one dog, but two. it was a bit iffy with my stepfather keeping bean since we didnt technically need to manage two dogs at the time, but we still did it anyways because we loved him, the little bean man.
but here’s where my problem lies and this is why im writing this now: as time went on and we continued to have bean as our pet, some stuff about the original suggestion that he belonged to an abusive older man who lived in close proximity to where we found bean wasnt adding up
due to dixie’s failing body, she would sometimes lose control of her bowels inside the house, which was becoming unacceptable when she stayed in overnight. so, she stayed outside. she and bean bonded, so they stayed outside together too. (and for clarity here, i know what some of you might want to say, but we knew very early on that bulldogs do not do well with heat or isolation. we also know that dixie probably shouldve been put down years ago, but here’s the trouble: my stepfather would not let us euthanize her. she is his dog technically, and the thought hurt him so much that he would not agree to it for YEARS. dixie and bean were too attached to separate them for long periods of time like they would be if we kept bean inside mostly and her outside mostly; that would’ve been cruel in its own special way. we put pools out for bean and visited with both dogs for as much as we could outside, bathed them, put fans out for them in the summer. our only option to give bean the main love and care he needed was, and of course we had other reasons to do this, to put dixie down, which was where we thought we were finally going to be by tomorrow, but thats not what happened, as you can tell)
as to be expected, bean sometimes found his way inside, mostly by applying his american bulldog traits to memorizing when unfamiliar guests would come over and bolt in the house. he did this enough times and very recently we were letting him stay inside instead of taking him back out, and all of these experiences combined, we noticed something: bean was housebroken. he was out of practice with it, and did not know very well how to communicate that he needed to go outside to use the bathroom, but he did know what to do. he would run to the door if he had to go, not always making it, but still, he was housebroken. he only marked furniture once while inside, in his entire lifespan thus far. that was a red flag to us, but especially my mother, who realized this skill of beans directly contradicted the statement that he was probably kept outside, chained up, starved, and beaten by the trailer park guy. not to mention, bean came to us in nearly perfect condition to begin with, just skinny. no patches of fur gone, he was the opposite of skittish and aggressive, no bruises, nothing. just a loving, bouncy, stupid bulldog mix
this, im not sure if im correct about this, but it stands out enough to me that i feel its worth mentioning: bean is not a mutt of any kind, and his breed contradicts those types of breeds most people who abuse animals come to own; usually large breeds, breeds inaccurately known for aggression, and breeds used by abusers to make aggressive bc they know the fighting power of these dogs (pitbulls, american bulldogs, etc). bean is an engam bulldog (english/american mix), which is a very obscure mixed breed dog to begin with and especially obscure where i live, and as we all know english bulldogs are short, stout, fat little things that can basically do no harm whatsoever. they also have a history of inbreeding to look how they do. i know this man may have just seen ‘bulldog’ and snagged him thinking he’d be aggressive, but that does not sit right with me for two other reasons: bean’s conformation (body structure) and coloration. there is nothing about bean that suggests he was bred to be used for fighting, or that he’s a true mutt, or anything of the sort. his body type literally resembles that of show dogs, and his fur coloration is highly unusual because he’s blue. obviously not literally blue but the type of blue-grey you can find in animals, typically seen in cats. bean’s coloration is almost NEVER found in ANY breed of bulldog, it is INCREDIBLY rare that he looks like this. his condition in which we found him, his housebrokenness, his color and his body formation lead, in me and my family’s opinion, to an alternative opinion: he belonged to someone that got him because they wanted a dog as a pet, not to beat, and they either bred him themselves or bought him (probably from a pet store or breeder) for his color and conformation.
but why would they dump a dog this valuable? my mom said this to me earlier, sobbing after she returned from the vet today, and this is my whole reason for writing this insane fucking novel of a post: whoever dumped bean threw out a sick puppy, and on purpose.
bean hasnt been injured or contracted an unvaccinated illness or anything like that. he had been experiencing extreme stomach distension for the past month, whereas he was losing weight everywhere else on his body. he had also been vomiting. but he wasnt depressed, or lethargic. maybe his personality was a little off but not so much it was horribly noticeable, and at that, he was still eating regularly everyday. we came to the conclusion he had parasites, though ive always been terrified something more serious was going on (i dont get listened to though).
as it turns out, i was right. mom took him in today, the day before dixie was set to be put down, for his deworming pills. what she got instead was a diagnosis of possible lung cancer. his blood work was normal, which is unusual in animals with cancer, but he still had nodules on his lungs that highly resembled cancer. his heart was also severely enlarged due to heartworms, and his stomach was so distended because it was full of fluid and blood. they did send his blood off for labs, but even if his lungs were fine, he was going to die anyway (they got a second opinion from another practice and they also agree it was probably cancerous). he has a 15% survival rate for only the very first heartworm treatment, which will cost $500. nothing lives very long with an enlarged heart to begin with. we don’t have that money, and for a treatment that will definitely kill him? i dont even know why he has so much blood and fluid in his digestive tract. bean, a dog who is only 3 or 4 years old, has an enlarged heart, lung tumors and fluid/blood all in his abdomen. the vet was apparently stunned that a dog this young could have this many potentially (and one definitely) fatal health problem(s).
i now fully believe that whoever owned him before knew he had all these issues, or that he was going to develop them. i think it makes sense. i also think they’re cheap, cruel fucks who didnt want to shell out that much money to take care of him, or pay to take him to a shelter/sanctuary, and so what did they do? they did what many people these days very regularly do when their new pet has become undesirable: they fucking dumped him on the side of the road and booked it. took his nametag off and everything, to make him look like a stray. they left him for some well meaning, animal loving family like mine to find him, not know anything about these preexisting health issues, and assume he’s healthy enough; maybe just needs a few more vaccinations and a worm and flea treatment. he showed no signs of lung cancer or heart problems in all his life up until this past month, and he’s still so young. i will even go as far as to say that he himself may be severely inbred, which could be the cause of these health issues. given his specific posture and color, and that he’s a bulldog, it’d make sense. it seems like he came from some kind of breeder to begin with anyway.
so now that ive said that and got it all out of the way, i want to leave an open letter to the hypothetical cunt that did this to us and bean:
i hope god fucking strikes you down where you stand. i hope every single day of your miserable fucking life, you think about where he ended up, if he’s still alive, if anyone found him, if he ever got hit by a car or died alone of cancer and heart failure in a field somewhere. i hope you feel guilt for leaving him knowing he’d develop cancer and that he had heart worms, and knowing you did it BECAUSE of that. i hope you never fucking forget about the fact that you threw an INNOCENT LITTLE PUPPY out on the highway because you just didnt want to have anything to do with his illnesses, and i hope one day you find out what you did to us and this innocent little boy. he’s such a good fucking dog, he is so patient, kind, loving and gentle, and when he has bursts of energy to play he fucking goes, and now he has to die barely halfway through his lifespan because of your fucking negligence. he is laying outside on the porch right now, uncomfortable with fluids and blood backing up his intestines, coughing and huffing just to try and breathe. at the very least, if he were taken to the right shelter, he couldve been fucking cared for and given treatments to extend his life as much as possible, or at least given hospice care for however long he could live, which has now been shortened to 3 or 4 years. if you yourself knew this dog was inbred or you inbred him yourself, fuck you. i hope you get run over by a fucking truck. this breed can live from 12-16 years, that’s a LONG time for a dog like him, and you had to fucking ruin it all because of your own fucking preferences; you wanted the perfect dog. and you could’ve had him if you’d grown a fucking heart and actually gave a shit about animals beyond how they look aesthetically; as well, if you fucking actually gave a shit about your animals HEALTH and wanted to maintain it instead of apparently assuming he’d just be fine and healthy with all his vaccinations and that’d be the end of it. you do not deserve to own an animal if you dont even want to acknowledge it will sometimes need medical care, how fucking heartless are you? we never had enough money to take care of dixie’s failing health, and we always knew it’d be better to put her down, but my stepdad kept refusing. you had enough money to fucking breed or buy a blue show-quality engam bulldog and you still wouldnt fucking care for him after you found out what problems he had. fuck you. eat shit and die. i hope you never find peace from the guilt of knowing you fucking killed what became our dog because you’re selfish. my mother is physically sick with grief. i am physically sick with grief. i feel so bad that it’s as if i have the fucking flu. i was trying to talk with my mother about this situation earlier and i had to rush to leave because i felt like i was about to throw up if i didnt. everyone in this house has cried so much today it’s disgusting.
the only thing good about this is that bean came along for dixie when she needed him most, and became her helper and provider, giving her company and being a literal post to lean on for when she couldnt see where she was going. they’re going over the rainbow bridge tomorrow morning together, and in a way, this is probably the best outcome. at least bean wont have to grieve. dixie can see her old companion again (who died from a ruptured tumor in 2014) and bean can meet him, and they can all play and be together in that field in the sky.
my family will never have another dog again because of this pain this has caused us.
#personal#probably dont delete this#dont open this if youre sensitive to animal cruelty and death please#and vulgar descriptions of internal illness in dogs#and emetophobia#dont rb
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