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Right, so.

I saw someone else do this, and I realized I need to do it as well. This blog is a disorganized mess and going back eight months and nearly 2000 posts to try and fix that makes me tired just thinking about it. But I can’t stand it at the sametime and it’s been making me not want to be here or deal with my Dash.

Thus, this blog has become an archive. 

I will move all active roleplays to this new blog. This is not a start over (unless you would like to begin anew with our characters’ relationship, of course). Please don’t mind the construction work going on as I get things.. not crazy. 

If you feel you must unfollow this blog, that’s totally fine. I’ll make sure to follow on my new one.

[seventhxstar-archive-blog]

Right, so.

I saw someone else do this, and I realized I need to do it as well. This blog is a disorganized mess and going back eight months and nearly 2000 posts to try and fix that makes me tired just thinking about it. But I can’t stand it at the sametime and it’s been making me not want to be here or deal with my Dash.

Thus, this blog has become an archive. 

I will move all active roleplays to this new blog. This is not a start over (unless you would like to begin anew with our characters’ relationship, of course). Please don’t mind the construction work going on as I get things.. not crazy. 

If you feel you must unfollow this blog, that’s totally fine. I’ll make sure to follow on my new one.

[seventhxstar-archive-blog]

Right, so.

I saw someone else do this, and I realized I need to do it as well. This blog is a disorganized mess and going back eight months and nearly 2000 posts to try and fix that makes me tired just thinking about it. But I can’t stand it at the sametime and it’s been making me not want to be here or deal with my Dash.

Thus, this blog has become an archive. 

I will move all active roleplays to this new blog. This is not a start over (unless you would like to begin anew with our characters’ relationship, of course). Please don’t mind the construction work going on as I get things.. not crazy. 

If you feel you must unfollow this blog, that’s totally fine. I’ll make sure to follow on my new one.

[seventhxstar-archive-blog]

Right, so.

I saw someone else do this, and I realized I need to do it as well. This blog is a disorganized mess and going back eight months and nearly 2000 posts to try and fix that makes me tired just thinking about it. But I can't stand it at the sametime and it's been making me not want to be here or deal with my Dash.

Thus, this blog has become an archive. 

I will move all active roleplays to this new blog. This is not a start over (unless you would like to begin anew with our characters' relationship, of course). Please don't mind the construction work going on as I get things.. not crazy. 

If you feel you must unfollow this blog, that's totally fine. I'll make sure to follow on my new one.

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This nearly out of control Sherlock was a Sherlock she adored, the secret Sherlock that was her’s and her’s alone. No one else had the privilege of him touching, teasing, playing, across her senses. No one else got to see the azure flames in his eyes, not these hot, sensual flames. Those were her’s alone, and she was a greedy and selfish woman. 

"Hey." Hoku murmured, her tongue swirling around the head. "Sit down. I wanna try something."

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Kissing was something he and Hoku seemed to be doing whenever he wasn’t busy, or maybe he thought that way because his lips always seemed to be burning. Whether with passion or simple chafing, he wasn’t really sure. Sometimes it seemed like both.

What he did know was that whoever made up this kissing game was yearning for human contact. He tapped his foot, which was masked by the thick carpet, while he waited for her to answer.

"Choose your poison, Hokulani."

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"Oh, yes." She was starving, and for more than food. Hoku wanted to jump on stage and join in the singing, but luckily, she had more self control than that. Though barely. As they were let out, Hoku excused herself to use the bathroom, which was when it happened. There were several women already there, going about their business or retouching their makeup. While they only spared her a glance, she did catch snippets of their conversation when they thought she wasn't listening. 

"Wasn't that Devon Adler? Who was the woman with him?"

"An actress maybe? Or a model?

"No, she was way too fat to be a model. Did you see that size of her breasts? No way those could be real! And her hips!"

"What is she though? She doesn't look Black..."

By the time Hokulani returned to Devon in the lobby, it was obvious her mood had soured. Her expression was closed off as she greeted him. "Maybe just a soda for me, instead."

Devon had said he wasn’t a creative date, but goddamn, Hoku was utterly enthralled by the musical. The colors and the lights and the acting were all brilliant. But the singing! The singing was what held her attention the most, the feeling each character put forward, the emotion. For a moment, though, she was distracted by Devon, when he tugged her hand. She did not release him, instead threading her fingers through his; she needed him to understand just how much she was enjoying herself. 

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Devon had said he wasn't a creative date, but goddamn, Hoku was utterly enthralled by the musical. The colors and the lights and the acting were all brilliant. But the singing! The singing was what held her attention the most, the feeling each character put forward, the emotion. For a moment, though, she was distracted by Devon, when he tugged her hand. She did not release him, instead threading her fingers through his; she needed him to understand just how much she was enjoying herself. 

Devon didn’t reply until they both sat down and he rested his head against the seat. “Teaches you one thing, though. Never turn down a date from me.” He turned his head towards her and grinned, just as the lights dimmed and the curtain raised. The musical was dizzying, with the green-skinned witch flying around the stage and the songs speaking of acceptance and love. Hoku had gripped his hand when they’d entered the theatre, and neither of them still hadn’t let go. He gave her hand a little tug, curious to see what she would do.

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She grinned, taking his hand and pulling him toward the theater. "See, I still regret turning down that contest date. I like you." They were among the last to arrive and their tickets were inspected quickly. Inside was packed, people clearly interested in what was going to be shown and as they found their seats, Hoku still did not release the CEO's hand.

"Oh, she has plenty of toys to play with. She just prefers things that aren’t her’s, the brat." Hoku wanted to inquire what he was talking about in his childhood but felt she did not have the right and was glad when he answered the question. "…I’ve never been to a musical. But I do love music, so there’s that."

As they parked and emerged from the car, he must have felt her insecurity and she smiled at him. “I do hope you’re right. I wouldn’t want to offend anyone with my secondhand clothing.” 

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"They probably are, if not more so." Her voice was muffled, her face in her hands, elbows resting on her knees. Hoku fell silent for a moment, contemplating his words, before she dragged her hands down her face and slumped back in the chair she occupied. 

"'Outcast' is one words, I suppose. The most common word, however, is 'witch'. The Hunts back in history were the Foundation in its infancy, but normal humans have a hard time actually finding a true witch. When confronted with fire, a witch can turn the flames to her advantage. I can only imagine all the innocents who were burned a the stake out of paranoia." 

Those russet eyes found his and held them. "Which brings me to you. I can read minds. Each mind possesses a door that I can open and walk into to see a person at their core. What they truly are. Their deepest desires and insecurities. The person they are that they do not show to anyone else, even their loved ones. But you... oh, you." 

She leaned forward, almost excitedly. "You are the first person I've come across who's mind I cannot enter, Sherlock Holmes. Not only is the door to your mind completely sealed to me, but there is a beast guarding it. A big beast with flaming scarlet fur and obsidian eyes. He calls himself Redbeard, and I am positive that if he were to attack me while I'm in your mind, the wounds would manifest themselves in reality." 

Hoku was on the edge of her seat now, hands moving and gesturing as she spoke. "I've never encountered someone like you before, and I've gone through thousands of minds across the States as well as here. You're very special, and I have a theory as to why, but I'm sure it can't be true. It's only a legend among my kind."

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The newspaper lowered the longer she spoke, and by the time she was finished it was lying on his lap. The things she was saying sounded completely unbelievable, that a narrow minded person would have laughed in her face and told her to take a one way ticket to an asylum. 

"So in other words, you’re an outcast." 

He could have touched on other labels like ‘experiment’, ‘freak’, ‘mutant’, or ‘hazard’, but he’d known what it felt like to be on the receiving end of those names that he skipped that part completely. Nor did he ask if she was lying or not; the artery on her neck had a regular throbbing, not erratic like the ones liars had when confronted with a true accusation. 

"If I didn’t know who my brother worked for, I’d be tempted to think he was part of the Foundation. It sounds almost as secretive as the MI6."

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"Oh, she has plenty of toys to play with. She just prefers things that aren't her's, the brat." Hoku wanted to inquire what he was talking about in his childhood but felt she did not have the right and was glad when he answered the question. "...I've never been to a musical. But I do love music, so there's that."

As they parked and emerged from the car, he must have felt her insecurity and she smiled at him. "I do hope you're right. I wouldn't want to offend anyone with my secondhand clothing." 

"Roll-y things, huh? Maybe she’ll like those small rubber balls kids use to play jackstones," he suggested, tapping an obscure beat on the steering wheel. "Yeah, that sucks. Being outnumbered can be tricky. I should know, since that usually happened when I was younger."

Finally the light changed, and he drove forward, signaling his left turn. “I’m not really an imaginative date, so it’ll just be dinner and a show. You don’t mind musicals, do you? They have this production of Wicked and I heard it’s actually good. A witch falls in love with a human and turns him into straw to protect him. Or so the basic premise says on the playbill.” 

10 minutes until curtain call. 

"Huh. Guess we’ll make it in time," he murmured, finally parking the car a corner away from the theatre. Glancing at her and her clothes, he smiled. "Don’t worry. You look fine."

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So he wasn't going to even look at her. In a way, that made it easier. She licked her lips, her mouth dry. She had never spoke out loud to anyone about what she was before. "...I'm human, I am. That should be cleared up first. I'm sure you've seen them.. the scars. That was from when they would be forced to strap me down to the table when I wouldn't cooperate."

She found herself rubbing at one wrist. "They held my entire family in a secret lab beneath Mauna Kea, on the Big Island of Hawaii. Just over a year ago, something went wrong with one of the others that was being held there. There was a massive cave in. I'm the only one that managed to survive; my family, my six sisters, were killed. I moved across the United States, never staying in one place too long, using forged paperwork and identification, when needed. They almost got me in New York, so I left a trail saying I'd gone South, when I really came here."

By this time, she was sitting in the chair across from him. "I don't plan on staying in the UK long. The Foundation operates beyond jurisdiction, entrusted by every major national government with the task of containing strange objects, entities, and phenomena. These... anomalies... they believe, pose a significant threat to global security by threatening either physical or psychological harm. And some do, but... not all of us."

"The Foundation operates to maintain normalcy, so that the worldwide civilian population can live and go on with their daily lives without fear, mistrust, or doubt in their personal beliefs, and to maintain human independence from extraterrestrial, extradimensional, and other extranormal influence. Or so is their... duty." Hoku scrubbed her hands over her face.

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"No thank you," was the clipped reply from behind the newspaper, as he read about stock markets plummeting and the celebration of the prince’s first birthday. He wasn’t sure what to feel; not only did the announcement take him off guard, but also John hadn’t even bothered to—

    —never mind. He was used to being passed over, so it should really be that huge of a deal. 

"So you’ve settled in, then." It wasn’t a question; he’d calculated the estimated time she’d need to fix her things, and since there weren’t a lot of it, it was most likely that she was finished. It was settled.

Permanent. He had a flatmate. 

A female flatmate.

A teenage girl a few years younger than him who had powers.

Who in their right mind would even share a flat with him, anyway?

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"I... no, thank you, Mrs. Hudson. You've been wonderful. I'm sorry if I caused trouble between you two." 

The older woman tutted as Hoku gave her a kiss on the cheek before disappearing back down stairs. Hoku shuffled around a few things, but there was really not much to do until she acquired more things. Knowing she could not hide up there forever, she made sure Kalapana was settled before she headed down to speak to Sherlock. 

She stared at the newpaper that he was basically using for a shield, shifting her weight from foot to foot. "...Er... your friend stopped by yesterday. The doctor? John? He said he knew you from university and it had been a while, so..." She trailed off, clearing her throat. "He was the one who helped me move the heavier stuff, and said he'd get a hold of you later. Would you... like some tea?"

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Mrs Hudson rounded on Sherlock with a speed he didn’t know she still had. “Sherlock Holmes, what on earth did you tell her? You’re not even going to be in the same room!” 

The way she’d bristled reminded him of his mother, except she was less intimidating. Still, he supposed it wouldn’t do to ruffle her feathers that much. 

"A little warning would have been nice," he retorted, refusing to show that the landlady’s sudden movements had shaken him. "Do you expect me to take that news well?" 

His lips thinned, throwing both Hokulani and Mrs Hudson a look before stalking - no, stomping - down the stairs, disappearing behind the day’s newspaper. 

The landlady stared after him, shaking her head. “He’ll be alrigh, dear. Now, is there anything else you need before we fully settle you in?”

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If she could purr, she probably would be doing so. She dropped her hand once he was nice and hard, and goddamn, he had a beautiful cock. A combination of long and thick, with a single vein running the length. A vein she traced with the tip of her tongue, from tip to base and back again before taking him, throbbing and hot, between her lips. She knew there was no 'right way' to give a blowjob, but that hadn't stopped her from researching. And by researching, she meant delving into minds and pulling out the information she sought. 

She was always careful with her teeth, but that did not stop her from suckling, her tongue swirling as she did so, as if she had a lollipop in her mouth. A big, hot, hard... once she was sure he was wet enough, she once more wrapped her hand around his length, to stroke as she dipped her head further down to take his heavy sac in her mouth to massage with her tongue. 

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2. Kiss anywhere you choose

Kissing was something he and Hoku seemed to be doing whenever he wasn’t busy, or maybe he thought that way because his lips always seemed to be burning. Whether with passion or simple chafing, he wasn’t really sure. Sometimes it seemed like both.

What he did know was that whoever made up this kissing game was yearning for human contact. He tapped his foot, which was masked by the thick carpet, while he waited for her to answer.

"Choose your poison, Hokulani."