#anyway the w-14 is a nightmare but at least we have these two going through every trope in the book

[abushelandablog]

Utterly entranced by whatever this dynamic continues to be

[kpopwrites]

Drowning in a Dream, Chapter 8

A/N: I AM BACK FROM THE DEAD. Honestly, I have no good excuses other than I got a job and I have had no inspiration. I also had the one year anniversary of my dad’s death, so that hit hard. But, I am back! Sorry for the wait, but lmk what you think! TW: Possible smut in upcoming chapters, angst, fluff, swearing, mentions of depression, suicidal thoughts, suicide attempt, slight gore

   Namjoon sighed as he watched the lights from your four wheeler disappear down the mountain. “They’ll come back.” Yoongi commented from his spot on the couch. “That’s not what I am worried about.” Namjoon spoke, his voice deep and rumbling. “Something feels off. The air feels strange.” He muttered, staring into the woods. “Do you think they’re safe?” Taehyung said, body tense at the thought of you being in danger. “One can hope our enemies are smart enough not to mess with (Y/N).” Namjoon turned to face his brothers. “But we shall see in the morning.”

   As you rode down the mountain side, your mind kept racing. Normally, when you were upset or stressed, you would have turned to your grandmother, seeking her wisdom on how to fix the situation. You couldn’t do that now, however. A bright flash of light caused you to stop the four wheeler, confused on what it could be. “Hello? Do you need help?” You called out, watching as the slowly dimming light walked toward you. A man stepped out of the tree line, glowing softly. “Help… please.” He croaked out, before falling to his knees. Immediately, you rushed over, kneeling beside the man. “Are you okay? Oh god, Come on, let’s get you to a hospital.” You panicked, trying to get the tall man to stand up. 

   His clothes smelled of burnt wood and ash, and after getting a better look, you realized why. His body seemed singed, clothes burnt and torn, face and arms covered in soot and cuts. You gasped softly, biting your lip as you looked him over. He seemed to be dazing in and out of consciousness. “Hey, hey can you hear me?” You asked, lightly tapping the man’s cheek. He weakly smiled up at you. “Safe…. You’re safe now…” He whispered before passing out completely.

   After a few moments of struggle, pain and effort, you managed to get the man onto the four wheeler, though, it certainly wasn’t easy since he just slumped over against your back the entire ride home. You drove him to the hospital immediately, running inside and yelling for help. Only after the strange man had been carted inside were you allowed to sit down in the waiting room. “Would it be alright if we put you down as John Doe’s contact?” The nurse asked, a look of sympathy on her face. “He seemed pretty upset when you two were separated, and most cases like this, the victim bonds to the one who found them.” With a tired sigh, you nod, giving the nurse your number. “Please, call me when he wakes up. I’ll be in the mountains most of tomorrow, but… Would it be alright if I came to visit?” You asked, some part of you feeling a connection to the burnt up man. The nurse nodded. “Of course you can. Have a good night (Y/N).” She smiled softly. 

   In truth, perhaps you should have known better than agreeing to be John Doe’s contact, especially since there was little to no service where the boys lived. When you woke up the next morning, it was, unfortunately, due to your phone ringing loudly. With a tired groan, you grabbed it, blinking in confusion when you saw who had called you so early. “San?” You asked, not sure if it really was your brother you hadn’t spoken to in so long. “(Y/N)... I…. I am so relieved to hear your voice.” He whispered, voice cracking with emotion. You hadn’t spoken to any of your brothers since your grandmother's funeral, having distanced yourself from them. “San, what’s wrong?” You muttered out, worried for your usually happy brother. “I had a nightmare, that’s all.” He spoke, clearing his throat. “I know it’s been a while, I… saw you at Grandma’s funeral for a few minutes, but… I think we all need to meet up and talk.” San said. “Meet us at Chan’s dinner at ten.” With those words, he hung up suddenly. Truth be told, after you moved out of the house, you used any chance you could get to avoid your brothers. Yes, of course you loved them, there was a pain and anger deep down you couldn’t really explain to them. 

   Maybe it had something to do with the fact that they were so close, going through a secret journey together you were never allowed to see. Maybe it was because Carrie had been so lax on their rules while constantly keeping you under her watch. Either way, the thought of sitting down with your brothers made your heartbeat a little faster. When your phone rang a second time, you nearly threw it across the room. With a harsh growl, you picked up. “Yes San, I’m coming, let me sleep.” You snarled out. “I’m sorry, I might have the wrong number, this is Nurse Marli calling. I don’t think Carrie would have liked that tone, little one.” Embarrassment flooded through your body. Marli had been your grandmother's nurse up until she died. “Oh… Sorry Marli, did he wake up?” You asked, clearing your throat. “Yes, he did, and he has been asking for you by name.” Marli spoke, sighing. “Every five minutes or so. Hurry down here please. If I hear one more whine from that boy…” She grumbled unhappily, making a small smile appear on your face. “I’ll be there as soon as I can Marli.” 

   After a quick shower, you headed towards the bus stop, paying your fee and starting towards the hospital. You thanked the driver as you got off, smiling at the usually friendly man. He didn’t smile back though, instead, he glared at you. “Soon.” He growled out as you stepped off the bus. You let out a nervous laugh. “What? What are you-.” The bus doors closed and Doug drove off, leaving you literally in the dust. You shake off the weird encounter, walking into the hospital. Marli spotted you from the front desk, the older woman rushing over to you. “(Y/N), thank god. I swear, I am getting gray hairs from this kid. I don’t know how or when he did it, but I walked in and he was fine. Before someone here calls the military, take him.” She rambled anxiously, pulling you into John Doe’s room. “What? Marli, slow down.” You laugh, not believing the woman’s tale. “Are you working another 14 hour shift? You should really go home.” She shushed you, a serious look in her eyes. “(Y/N), I didn’t know your grandma as long as you did, but I know she knew about some unexplainable things. Please, before he gets taken by Men in Black or something, take him with you.” She whispered harshly, pulling you into John Doe’s room and shutting the door. Sure enough, John was wandering around his room, looking a whole lot better than the night before. 

   You gaped in confusion. “H-how?” You muttered out. “I don’t know. Last night, we didn’t think he would make it. Almost all of him was pretty much burnt up, his bones were shattered, now… He looks like he just stumbled out of a vogue photoshoot.” Marli hissed, standing behind you. John Doe perked up when he saw you, immediately running over and pulling you into a hug. “(Y/N)!” He exclaimed, giggling happily. “I’m so glad you’re okay. I was worried about leaving you alone overnight.” He set you down gently, pulling back. You were shocked, to say the least. “Do…. Do I know you somehow?” You asked softly, concerned for the mental well being of this stranger. ���I mean, not officially. I’m Jae, your guardian angel. One of them, anyway.” He grinned as if he hadn’t said the most insane thing in the world. You blinked a few times, laughing awkwardly. “W-what?” You turned, looking at Marli. “Does he have a concussion?” You whispered to her, alarmed. She shook her head quickly. “That’s what I’m saying, he is completely healthy. Take him home, now.” She hissed, looking out of the small window quickly. You nod, turning towards Jae. “Um… I guess I’m going to take you home now.” You spoke. “Follow me please.” Marli made sure no one was really paying attention before she pulled the fire alarm, causing enough commotion to let you out of the building, Jae in tow. 

   You led him home, having to walk since he refused to get on the bus. You didn’t speak a word to the man as you walked, mind racing. First the demons, now you have guardian angels? Not to mention your brothers. “Shit!” You cussed, stopping in your tracks. Jae bumped into you during your sudden stop, confused. “Are you okay with coming with me for something?” You turn to look at Jae quickly, backing up since he was so close. “Of course. I don’t want you going anywhere alone, not since they are everywhere now.” He said, looking around. You shake your head, trying to avoid the inevitable headache that was coming on. 

   “Just… No angel talk, please.” You grumbled at the tall man, changing course and heading towards Chan’s dinner. Once you got inside, you easily spotted your brothers, mainly due to the fact that they stuck out like a sore thumb in the sea of old people. San looked relatively the same, though his hair was now a striking blue instead of red like you had last seen. He dressed just as flashy as always, making you roll your eyes. Of course, Jooheon hadn’t changed too much either, his eyes being the tell tale sign of his identity. One, a striking green, the other a deep brown. Felix looked the most different, having seemingly grown a few more inches. You could also hear how deep his voice had gotten, making you sigh. 

    You slowly walked over to them, causing their loud conversation to stop. Jooheon immediately hugged you, clinging to your form. “I’m so glad you’re okay. After San called us, we were worried.” He whispered. “Jooheon, he had a nightmare. I’m fine.” You promised, hugging him back slowly. Old memories rushed back, as well as a familiar feeling of calm that Jooheon seemingly carried with him. “My nightmares aren’t usually just nightmares (Y/N), that’s why we called you here. But first, why don’t you introduce us to your friend?” San looked Jae over with a raised eyebrow, causing your face to pale. How to explain this, hm?

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[yeojaa]

SUGAR HIGH, chapter xiv. (w. JJK)

You're not entirely sure when it happened, though you'd come to terms with it. You'd counted the days, waiting for the inevitable. You'd truly thought you'd be okay, but by the broken, half-beating thing in your chest - you knew you'd never really been prepared.

alt summary.  You thought you’d known real love and maybe you had - it just wasn’t with who you thought.

pairing.  jeon jungkook.  mentions/involvement of ot7.

tags.  angst, break up, post-break up, comfort, OT7, slow burn, friendship, moving on, hurt/comfort, emotional hurt/comfort, emotional baggage, fluff, canon compliant, jeon jungkook is bad at feelings, jeon jungkook is a good friend, jeon jungkook is a sweetheart.

rating.  general (for now?)

word count.  2500

chapter 14.  Right Here

When you finally meet his gaze, he wonders if you see him at all.

"Earth to Park Soomi.  Earth to Park Soomi."  It barely registers even on his last try and Jungkook can't help but sigh, curling his fingers and spreading them in some wonky, squid-like wave in front of your face.

You're back at your apartment - his request, not yours - and seated alongside one another on the loveseat.  Your blanket is draped over your laps, more effectively centred over your legs that rest over his thighs.  He's been flipping through Netflix for the better part of five minutes, tossing suggestions out to silence.  You weren't even doing anything - just staring off into space like you were seeing the future.

"What?"  You snap out of it with a jerk of your head, nearly colliding your nose with the tips of his fingers.  

"What do you want to watch?"  He repeats for what is the fifth time.  There's an edge of exasperation to it that has you frowning.  He immediately softens, because he hates when you're anything but sunshine and summertime.  "I was thinking something scary, for old time's sake?"

He doesn't call you on the way your eyes glitter, mischief pouring honey into the depths. 

"Let's watch Midsommar."  Neither of you have seen it - as far as you know - but you've been dying to watch it.  You'd tried, once, with Yejin and Minji, but the former had torn out of the room, ranting about how she didn't want to have nightmares for days.  You'd given up, after that.  

"Okaaay."  The single syllable is dragged out as he selects the chosen film, tossing the remote onto the opposite chair like he's some kind of basketballer.  You watch as it bounces off the cushion and lands on the floor, nudged out of view by a furtive foot.  

"I saw that."

Jungkook pretends as if he has no idea what you're talking about, individually covered toes - god, why did he wear those stupid weird socks? - disappearing back beneath the cover of blanket.  He casts a cursory glance your way, the picture of innocence.  If he weren't so cute, you'd probably make him pick it up.  "Saw what?"

You can't stop the smile that spreads like butter, sinking into every little crevice and warming you from the inside out.  It pools in your lopsided grin and the lines at your eyes, reflected right back at you by your childhood best friend.  

"Nothing,"  you hum, ignoring the way your stomach flips at his self-satisfied grin. 

As if to push his luck – he loved to do it, had all his life – he hooks his arm over your stretched legs, his left hand snaking around the small space between your back and the couch, and pulls you closer.  You try to ignore the way it ignites heat, spreading warmth beneath the soft material of your shirt.  You can’t.

“What’re you doing?”  It comes abrupt and demanding.  A little sad, too.  (You hope he doesn’t notice.)

It somehow feels worse when he draws his hand away, as if you’d burnt him and not the other way around.  His expression slips, falls, and he doesn’t try to fix it, allowing it to slide into something begrudging and hurt.

When he speaks, it’s a hard line imposed between the two of you, a verbal barrier.  “I just wanted you to be comfortable.” 

You have no right to be upset and yet you are.  Jungkook thinks he sees a flash of it in your eyes before you’re facing forward yet again.  You’re closed off and it makes his heart ache but he’s not about to apologize for who he is – who he’s always been.

Even if he’s dying to know why you seem to suddenly hate it. 

Instead, he lets the movie roll, carefully contained in his little section of the couch.  He loathes it.  Your knees over his, a weight that drag his heart into the pit of his stomach and burns it in acid.  You don’t relax, hands locked in your lap like you’ve got your secrets hidden between them.

It’s only when your phone buzzes, face-up on your living room table, that you move at all.  Your movements are a marionette’s, unnatural and unforgiving;  you’re holding a world of tension within your bones and he’s afraid they’re going to snap like strings.  You never check your phone when you’re hanging out.  It was kind of a rule of yours and one Jungkook did his best to abide by, despite his responsibilities. 

“Is everything okay?”  He finally asks, reluctant, after you’ve been staring at your phone for far too long, completely disregarding the scene on the television.  He’s staring right at you, a million questions on the tip of his tongue.

He wonders if he’ll get an answer to even this one.

You don’t immediately respond.  He can’t read the tone of your voice when you do.  You won’t even look at him.  “It’s just Hoseokie’s friend.”   

When you finally meet his gaze, he wonders if you see him at all.

The next few weeks seem to fly by and while Jungkook loves the distraction, it's a reminder of your distance. 

He hasn't seen you since that night and there's this distinct hole in his mind and in his heart, each thought of you repeating tenfold like in an echo chamber.  He hates it more than he can say, the loneliness sinking into his bones when he least expects it.

Like now, for instance, in the car ride home.  Jimin sits beside him, singing along to what blares through the speakers, and stares out the window, completely at ease.  On the other hand, Jungkook can't focus on anything, his gaze locked on the leather console between the two front seats.  

He wonders what you're doing or if you're still awake.  (It's just past nine.)

"Are you okay?"  The question forces its way into his thoughts, drawing him from his reverie with a harsh hand, despite the gentle delivery.  His hyung's face is soft, worry framed into the slope of his eyebrows and the way his full lips purse.  

He's not quite sure what to say.  Lie?  Or verbalize things he'd rather not?  He hesitates, tongue slotting into the space of his cheek as he considers the question.

The silence seems answer enough.  "Is it about Soomi?"  There's no demand in Jimin's voice, no pushiness or reproach to be found.  He wants to express his support for his friend but toes the line of too much and not enough, head canting to the side as he studies the younger - and yet bigger - member.

"Yeah."  His admission is quiet, almost lost among the melody that filters through the speakers.  Truthfully, he wishes it had.

"Did..."  A pause, because Jimin wants to be very careful.  He's seen the bond you two have - know how precious it is, cradled in the cavity of Jungkook's chest like a treasure.  "Did something happen?"  He hopes its innocent enough;  he knows his maknae would never do anything to jeopardize your relationship.

"I don't know."  Jungkook sounds wrecked when the words come, anguish coating each syllable like a fine dust.  Still, there's more to be found in the spaces between them - in everything that's left unsaid.  "She's just been distant."  He shrugs, the line of his broad shoulders - ones that could hold the world up but faltered with this misery - rising beneath his black bomber.  "I'm not sure if I did something wrong but I'm too afraid to ask."

That, and you'd been near avoiding his communications, providing brief - though never cruel - responses and only answering his calls at half the consistency you'd used to.

To anyone else, it wouldn't have been bad but to him - it was like a knife to the heart.

Jimin mulls over the revelation, turning it over and over in his head.  He's spoken to you here and there, sending hilariously filtered photos over Snapchat and new songs over KaTalk.  He hadn't noticed anything amiss in your own friendship with him but then again, he wasn't Jungkook.  

He wasn't the person missing his other half, somehow, despite you being right there.

He doesn't bring that up, though, steeling knowledge of your regular responses behind the enamel grate of his teeth.  Instead, he gives what advice he hopes he would receive.  "I think you should talk to her."

"I've been trying."  It's almost a whine - very Jungkook-like in its delivery.  He's even pouting in that way he does best, lips curled in.

"No, I mean, tell her you want to talk about whatever it is."

As if the mere thought might be worse than death, Jungkook flinches.  "I can't do that!"  

"Why not?"  Jimin's not always this way, but he feels like the other needs a solid push in the right direction.  

"Because what if I did do something wrong?"  There's suffering in every word, colouring them in a mosaic of blue and purple like a moulted bruise.  "What if she doesn't want to talk to me and I just make it worse?"  He sounds so small, Jimin's heart aches for his friend.

"The alternative is never addressing this and having it become something more than it is."  He's not sure if this is the right approach - realism wasn't something people often appreciated in times of distress - but he presses on anyway.  "What if it's all just a misunderstanding but because you aren't talking to her, she stops talking to you?  How silly would that feel?"

By the ticking in Jungkook's jaw, he knows he's struck a nerve.

"You're right,"  the brooding brunet is finally relenting, the heaviest of sighs escaping his soft pink lips.  "I'll text her when we get back."

"You mean you'll call her."  Emphatic, because Jimin can practically feel the nervous energy rolling off of the other in waves. 

"Yeah."  It's not the most believable but he's trying.  "I'll do that."

Instead, he does one better - standing in front of your apartment like he doesn't feel sick to his stomach, tension spread across his limbs like venom and rooting him to the spot.  It feels too heavy in his veins, weighted lead that sinks into his feet and keeps his hands curled.

He just needs to knock.  One knock.  That's it.  Easy.

So why can't he do it?  

"Get it together, JK."  The grumble is quiet but pierces the evening air, seemingly bleeding into the wood grain of your door frame.  With a sharp inhalation, his fist meets with three loud raps.  He doesn't immediately hear anything on the other side - why he thinks he would, he's not sure - but it does nothing to alleviate the bile that boils over and rises in his throat.

This was a bad idea, he thinks, when the silence stretches on for longer than a second.

And yet, the door opens, flies open in the next and he can't help the surprise from affixing like a mask.  It shoots into the curve of his brows, arches disappearing into his mop of multi-colour.  His lips curl around a greeting, though the sound falls short when you speak first.  

He's relieved that there's no anger there - only bewilderment and confusion.  "Jungkook?  What're you doing here?"

Your question seems to spur him into action, his broad palm moving to brush over his ear.  A default action, a tic he's had since he was a kid.  It teases at the intensity that sits just beneath his facade of a smile and makes you regard him more carefully.  He's still got makeup on, shadow around his pretty eyes highlighting the doe-like quality of them.  Even his hair is still done, neatly curled into place across his forehead, though it looks like he's swiped his hand through it a number of times.

Another nervous habit, you think.

"I wanted to see you."  

You can't help the way the words stir something in your chest.  First, delight.  Pure unadulterated joy at being wanted by the person you want most.  Then, concern.  Because it's late on a random Tuesday and he wouldn't be here without reason.  He'd have called you.  But then his next words are a nail in your coffin, sinking you six feet under beneath his clunky black boots.

"I think we need to talk."  

You say nothing as you step back, turning your body to allow him over the threshold.  You're the picture of calm, gently clicking the door shut when he's manoeuvred his way inside and goes about untying the intricate laces on his shoes.

Inside, you're in full turmoil, a kerosene-soaked rag held dangerously close to a flame. 

"Can we sit?"  Even now, with the possibility of brutalizing your heart in two - yes, you were a cynic - he's so polite.  The best boy you've ever met, a sweetheart full of good intentions.  He extends a hand to you, taking a step back in the same instance.  You hate - love? - the confidence with which he moves, like this is his home, too.

You suppose it is.  Tu casa es mi casa, or something.

"What do you want to talk about?"  You ask because you can't help it but you don't really want to know.  Not right now, when your poor heart is about to leap out of your chest and throw itself at his feet.  No, you'd much rather do anything but talk.  Watch a movie, take a nap, sit in silence.  Anything sounded better than the great unknown.

"Uh,"  he stumbles over himself - a decidedly un-Jungkook thing to do - and settles himself into the comfort of your loveseat.  He waits for you to alight yourself alongside him, knees pulled to your chest as you face him sideways. 

He looks nervous.  Somehow, that doesn't help your own frayed nerves.

When he speaks, it's with all the care of someone in a delicate position.  Each word is carefully chosen, handpicked and pruned with unrelenting shears until it's exactly what he wants.  "I feel like something's changed."  No malice, no blame.  Just a statement of fact, cloaked in sadness and misunderstanding.  "I don't know if it was something I did but if it is, I'm sorry."  The apology for nothing comes easily, because he's willing to give you anything if you asked.  "I feel like you're so far away and I don't know how or why, but I don't want it go on."  He's gnawing on his lip, his cheek - anywhere he can find purchase.  "Please talk to me."

Your heart breaks a little more with every syllable.  You want to reach out, hold him as gently as he's always held you.  Instead, you twist your fingers in your lap, clasp and unclasp them in quick succession.  You don't trust yourself - not yet.

"Soomi."  Whether he intends for it, your name falls like the prayer of a dying man.  

"I'm sorry,"  you croak before you can figure out anything further.  You need to get this out now - anything to alleviate the sadness that burns him to the core. 

notes.  i'm sorry this is so severely overdue!  i finally found my inspiration again and will be (hopefully) getting some chapters queued now that i have an idea of where/how i want this to go.  thank you for sticking around. xo

[mrsmess]

Faves and fails of SPN (season 10)

Favorite episodes (in chronological order):

10:2 Reichenbach - Of course I like the Cole-storyline, it’s been a long time coming, but he’s so short Sam’s taller than him sitting down! Not that I’m complaining. I’m not hating this. I feel like this rewatch became Sam’s about midway through season 8 and that still holds. Samstel in distress fends pretty well for himself. Also loving Cass, and even Hannah. And Dean is an asshole but at least he kills Lester.

10:5 Fan fiction - Well, obviously this goes on the list. Love this crap. The boys are a lot of fun. And all the girls are awesome.

10:6 Ask Jeeves - anything Bobby related, y’know? And now we know the show’s back to normal, when Sam insists ”being a monster is a choice” and Dean comes blasting through the door with the categorical excessive violence. Ah. Supernatural.

10:7 Girls, girls, girls - sexworkers hustling for souls - brilliant. And Rowena! Is she modelled after Morticia? Anyway she gets quite an introduction, instantly into her. And Crowley dislikes getting tangled w the prostitution ring. Dean’s closing speech to Cole - pretty frickin’ strong.

10:8 Hibbing 911 - Jody and Donna and Alex on the phone. That is all I care about.

10:9 The things we left behind - And now another Wayward daughter! Claire! And Cass being cute. Sam’s hairography. ”Tell me it was them or you!” Well... kind of? And they certainly had it coming.

10:12 About a boy - Dean is appropriately haunted by what happened w Charlie and it’s bleeding into his performance. He gets transformed into his tween self. I like this actor. Omg! Tween!Dean ranting and adult!Sam listening - adorable.

10:14 The executioner’s song - now that’s an intro. Dean bashing Sam’s true crime fad. I’m with ya, Dean! Why would someone w their lives be into serial killers? Cain is looking goooood. And Sam acting like everything’s gonna be okay but knowing differently.

10:15 The things they carried - kudos to the show for not abandoning the Cole storyline. Also fresh monster time, albeit not my favorite monster (it’s a little silly) but still. The possibility of failure catching up w Sam.

10:16 Paint it black - omg! Sydney from Legion! Love her. And Dean relating to her. Love that. Finally some more info on Rowena. Dean in confession. My heart!

10:17 Inside man - Bobby! Barefoot Sam! ”How’d you sleep?” ”Like a drunk baby.” A mime that is secretly a cockroach. That is the story, goshdarnit! But I hate that Sam’s not being frank w Dean about what he’s doing. That’s usually Dean’s mo. Boooh. But I like him and Cass working together. But I hate lonely, self-destructive Dean. But Bobby! But poor Dean! I’m in pain. Okay ultimately it goes on the fave list because things start moving w Crowley and because of Bobby’s jailbreak. ”Dean doesn’t know we’re doing this.” ”Well, that’s a page ripped right outta the Winchester hand book, ain’t it?” I miss him so much. And Dean and Crowley talking. And Bobby’s reaction to Metatron. Lol.

10:18 Book of the damned - ”Can I kill him now?” Oh Cass. I get it. Metatron is like that person who rubs everyone the wrong way, and for no apparent reason, but all powerful. Nightmare. Dean coming clean! Charlie! Mysterious artefact! Thin Lizzy! The brothers dreaming about the beach. Diciplined, deliberate, contained and soft-spoken Dean is adorable. ”What is your mission now, Castiel?” The Winchesters obviously. Charlie and Sam talking about the life <3 Cass finding his grace! Cass and Charlie meeting! Behind Blue Eyes!What time is it? It’s time to spin the intrigue wheel! Deal with darkness it is!

10:20 Angel heart - Claire is back. Oh Cass. Never change. Dean and Claire playing miniature golf. I’m rly annoyed thinking about the Novak-family priorities: Jimmy went like: sure I’ll be a vessel, it’s not like my family needs me. And Amelia went like: I’ll go look for my vessel-husband, Claire will be fine on her own. And then they’re together in dumbass-heaven. And Dean, Sam and Cass leaving Claire to fend for her half Dead mother. They can’t do anything quite right, huh? Still, it gets to stay on the fave list because of Claire. Poor baby.

Worst episodes (in chronological order):

10:4 Paper Moon - Gosh, I’m instantly seeing the upside of Demon!Dean: They’re gonna make this shallow guilt-tripping last the entire season, aren’t they? Watching the Lester-storyline put into a flashback-collage like that; The Winchesters? More like the two Stooges. And ”You killed your boyfriend’s best friend!” Are you being dumb on purpose? Were you asleep during the movie she left for you?

10:10 The hunter games - Kind of a fix-it episode. I’m a tad tired of these constant lines on human morality taking up time when they are kinda beyond it.

10:13 Halt and catch fire - This is pretty terrible. The ghost is in the wifi! Technology is evil!

10:21 Dark dynasty - As fascinating as the Styne family is, they’re wasted this late. Plus, y’know, the obvious, horrible ending.

10:23 Brother’s keeper - Calling a dead girl ”dressed like a whore” under demonic influence or not, is the quickest way to end up on my nope list. Honestly I felt the tide turning in Dean’s favor but nah. Yeah, Yeah, i get it, he’s losing it, but I’m back on team Sam. My god, these final speeches between the brothers are starting to feel as engaging as ping pong, as well as resemble it. ”Let’s try the same dialogue as we did last season but change places.” And it’s kind of stupid because the subject matter is continually engaging. Also I’m not clear on why Dean had to kill Sam and that’s just, not good.

Honorable mentions:

The relationship between Cass and Hannah has me weak at the knees at times. I rly like it.

Dean and Sam going by Collins and Gabriel in there’s no place like home.

Dean inadvertantly describing himself accurately in the Werther project: ”You’re looking at me like i’m some diseased, killer-puppy.” Lol.

Crowley torturing a guy w darts, and talking to the hamster.

Dishonorable mentions:

I dig Rowena but not her motivations. Or maybe it’s more along the lines of me not liking it. The only power worth having is the power to be free. Everything else just seems like a hassle.

The fact that they don’t try dismembering all monsters and burying the parts seperately- which seems to at least slow down anything- instead of playing along w silly ancient self-fulfilling prophecies ”Cain must be killed w the first blade” Have they learned nothing from Buffy?

Piero the 16th century italian artist preferring bottle blondes.

Things that makes you go hmm:

Soul survivor - Okay. So. If Sam used his own blood to cure Dean - would that count as a trial? He certainly didn’t care about blood types or sanctified blood, or maybe I missed something. Either way, it irks me. Actually, could we skip this whole guilt-trippy demon-cure schtick? What Sam did is n.o.t.h.i.n.g compared to what they’ve done before. And heaven and hell is increasingly unepic- not that I mind. And ”He says he doesn’t want to.” Who cares?? The shit you’ve put each other through for ten seasons; you’re so beyond asking each other for permission.

Summing up:

This is definitely Dean’s season, he gets to be a badass demon as well as show great restraint, my two favorite things. Unfortunately Sam’s behavior is a bit ooc again, he not only shouldn’t have but wouldn’t have kept his work a secret from Dean, he’s more of the earnest, nagging type. Plus, the execution of the season is chaotic and confusing. Probably the lowest ranking season so far.

[chibicrow]

otp meme: datastorm, and I'm an indecisive trashcan so I say... all? or at least as many as you want/can?

*sob* I’m so glad the first two Anons for this meme want me to give Stardust Boi so much love I’m appreciative. 👏😭 (listen I love making fun of Ryoken, but also. he needs hugs.) 

also giving me the opportunity to gush about Datastorm that much.... Giving me too much power here, Anon. >:3c 

(I omitted #19-21 and #26-27 tho mostly b/c I didn’t think those questions would apply to them dlkafjalksdjf) 

(also this REALLY got lengthy and tumblr won’t save the read more cut for whatever reason so sorry y’all aSDLKFASLFKASJF) 

For the OTP Question Meme!! 

1. Who is the most affectionate?

def Yusaku. like he would drown Ryoken in affection ok. (after the initial “do I really want to be that physically close” + finding out Ryoken’s boundaries phase lmao)

2. Big spoon/Little spoon?

good thing I just looked this up ‘cause I was like “I have no hecking idea what this means.” lmao

anyway, Yusaku’s big spoon, Ryoken’s little spoon don’t change my mind.

3. Most common argument?

Going on the “Ryoken has severe mental health problems thanks to his asshole dad + once he realizes his dad was indeed an asshole” train, Stardust Boi has a tendency to be super self-deprecating, and this freaks Yusaku out a bit, so he just. Unleashes a tirade of compliments on the guy. 

And Stardust Boi’s like “No I’m not. No. No. That’s not true.” until Yusaku hugs him to get him to stop. Usually works for the time-being. :3c

4. Favorite non-sexual activity?

BESIDES CARD GAMES? Taking naps. Particularly naps on the floor. Particularly with Yusaku sleeping on top of Ryoken. Actually it’s more like Yusaku sleeping on top of him and Ryoken just staring at him while smiling the entire time. 

5. Who is most likely to carry the other?

I mean, not that Yusaku ever does it, but he probably could carry Ryoken if he ever wanted to. 

6. What is their favorite feature of their partner’s?

*sharp inhale* AAAAAAAA -

Ryoken about Yusaku: the rare (to him) and elusive Super Soft Yusaku Egao(tm). Gives him butterflies every damn time.

Yusaku about Ryoken: oddly specific, but Ryoken’s hair when it’s just washed (which is.... not everyday lets say. b/c he doesn’t need to. he’s a thick-hair boi) and conditioned. it’s like Supreme Soft(tm) at that point and Yusaku likes running his fingers through it (after Ryoken’s like “YOUR HANDS BETTER BE CLEAN I S2G” + Yusaku’s like “what do you take me for.”) 

7. What’s the first thing that changes when they realize they have feelings for the other?

uh about Yusaku, just watch VRAINS like right when he realizes Revolver-sama’s That Person(tm) i’m pretty sure the answer’s there. //punted

I’M KIDDING.

Definitely the way they refer to each other IRL. RIP calling each other Playmaker + Revolver in real life. But then they’d just stick to surnames @ first b/c calling each other by first names? woah there. 

But then, Ryoken’s actually the one who says Yusaku’s name first (probably right before he confesses his feelings) + Yusaku’s like “did u just.”  

8. Nicknames? & if so, how did they originate?

I...really don’t see them as the “giving each other disgustingly cute nicknames” couple lmao. 

now them doing that is a different story but

9. Who worries the most?

Yusaku. Poor guy. With a guy like Ryoken tho, I don’t blame him lmao. 

10. Who remembers what the other one always orders at a restaurant? 

Omg Ryoken hands down. Like he’s probably got Yusaku’s orders memorized to the condiment preferences for different meals of the day at different restaurants 😂 And Yusaku gets so embarrassed about it asdlkfalkjdf. 

11. Who tops?

SADLFKJSALKFJ WAIT WASN’T THERE DISCOURSE ABOUT THIS FOR DATASTORM A WHILE AGO IN THE VRAINS FANDOM? Glad I didn’t get asked this then.... 😂😂😂 heckin’ rip. 

Ok, this is gonna get super specific but uh, the gist of it is.... it depends, really? (as it should)

So like, if Ryoken + Yusaku are both in a good mood and are just like “hey we haven’t done this in a while” kind of thing, it’s Ryoken.

If Yusaku’s kinda down but still up for it, also Ryoken.

But if Ryoken’s the one who’s down, it’s Yusaku.  

And then that once in a blue moon moment where both somehow get horny af . . . Yusaku. 😂👏👏

and those are my two cents *drops mic*

12. Who initiates kisses?

Ryoken! I mean, I think Yusaku’s affectionate (*gestures @ #1 answer lmao*), but he’d let Stardust Boi take the lead in the kissing department b/c.... well he never knows what he’s gonna get there, so..... 😂

13. Who reaches for the other’s hand first?

ok I know this probably goes against episode 105 when Yusaku just looked at Aoi’s hand like “tf am I supposed to do with that”, but I’m sure Yusaku would reach for Ryoken’s hand first. It wouldn’t be like a gradual “reaching toward the hand” thing either. Yusaku would just. Speed-grab it like “it’s mine now”. 😂

bonus: so like if Yusaku does that while they’re sitting or something, Ryoken will massage his hand by rubbing little circles into his palm. CUTE DATASTORM AMIRITE?!?!?!

14. Who kisses the hardest?

DEFINITELY Ryoken. hot damn lmao. 

15. Who wakes up first?

Ryoken. He wakes up at super weird hours too like boi do u even sleep. 

16. Who wants to stay in bed just a little longer?

Yusaku~ <3 also he definitely tries to keep Ryoken in bed with him too lmao. 

17. Who says I love you first?

ok this is kind of a tough call, but Yusaku, I’d think. 

18. Who leaves little notes in the other’s one lunch? (Bonus: what does it usually say?)

Yusaku definitely leaves notes for Ryoken <3 Just a simple “have a great day ^w^” usually suffices lmao.

....yes Yusaku would def write ^w^ don’t change my mind.

22. Who cooks more/who is better at cooking?

ok so originally I was gonna put Yusaku and leave it at that, but then I realized that it’s possible BOTH of them are hopeless in the cooking department. But, I guess Yusaku would still be my answer b/c at least he knows how to read the instructions on microwavable stuff. 

23. Who comes up with cheesy pick up lines?

RYOKEN.....AND HIS PICK UP LINES ARE LITERALLY SO BAD.....LMAO. But of course Yusaku loves them + falls for them every time b/c of course he does.

24. Who whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear during inappropriate times?

Yeah still Ryoken dlsafaklsfja. Followed by Yusaku blushing like mad. 

25. Who needs more assurance?

Ryoken...... Good thing Yusaku is an understanding cotton candy boi 💖

28. What do they do when they’re away from each other?

they’re like. super big into FaceTime (or whatever the VRAINS universe equivalent app would be) whenever both of them are up to talking a lot that way (which isn’t often b/c lmao introverts.) But they both know they need their alone time, so.

29. one headcanon about this OTP that breaks your heart

......hello darkness my old friend..... (EVEN THO I TECHNICALLY DON’T HAVE TO ANSWER THIS BUT. alas. I am a fic writer.) 

anyway y’all remember how VRAINS used to emphasize that Yusaku had nightmares for a decade about the Lost Incident? 

well, considering Dr. Kogami (fuck him) let his own son listen to the sounds of screaming children as they’re electrocuted, I’m damn sure Ryoken has nightmares about that and has problems sleeping b/c of it, even having a few panic attacks. Yusaku can help him with those (b/c he’s been there), but he’s not sure what else to do other than be like “Ryoken pls go to therapy I beg you.”

(but Ryoken refuses to go b/c he really thinks talking about it w/ a complete stranger makes it worse)

anyway super unrelated to this entire meme, but wow, fuck you Dr. Kogami. 

30. one headcanon about this OTP that mends it

ok but relating to the above, imagining Ryoken finally decides to go to therapy b/c Yusaku keeps insisting. And with the first few sessions, Ryoken gets worn out with every session b/c “wow emotions I didn’t know I had.” But Yusaku, being the real sweet boi that he is, always waits for him and always gives him a long hug. \ .D. / YAY HUGS. 

[translightyagami]

Otp questions for Matsuda/Light?

dflkjskaljf;ldfsakj ALL OF THEM????? aight dude.

1: Who spends almost all their money on the other?

i don’t think either of them spends a lot of money on each other. their relationship isn’t rlly....over the table. but i think matsuda gets light presents sometimes like that sashmi phone charm or fun socks. he definitely DEFINITELY gets light something on valentines day bc he sort of hopes light will do the same but uh light has to go on his lunch break to the nearest convience store and buy some shitty chocolates bc he doesn’t want matsuda to know he forgot. except matsuda like knows, he’s just too nice and a little too into light to say anything.

2: Who sleeps in the other’s lap?

matsuda will lay his head on light’s lap while light is doing paper work. its late on a tuesday when they hv light’s apartment to themselves which almost nvr happens and he’s running his hand thru matsuda’s hair. its almost like they’re a real couple. it’s almost like light cares.

3: Who walks around the house half-naked and who yells at them to put on some clothes?

they r both way too conservative abt their bodies to walk around half naked anywhere but if matsuda spills something on his shirt he’s not gonna soak in that cold coffee. he’ll strip that shirt off and use light’s washing machine and then chill in the kitchen. light yells at him, which scares the shit out of matsuda bc light almost nvr yells at ppl if he can help it, and tells him that misa is going to b home in like an hour so he can’t b waltzing around w no shirt on. then he stops, sees matsuda’s wide eyes and his anger slinks back into it’s cage so he offers to blow him as an apology.

4: Which one tells the other not to stay up all night and which one stays up all night anyway?

matsuda is always getting on light for staying up too late. “you’re giving kira too much of your time!” he says and light just gets this ugly look on his face like he’s halfway to a laugh but also abt to melt. “how else can we bring him to justice,” he says, “if we aren’t giving up some parts of our comfort?” that shuts matsuda up.

5: Which one tries to make food for the other but burns it all by accident and which one tells them that it’s okay and makes them both cookies?

god they both suck so hard at cooking. matsuda tries to make them like romantic meals and light lets him bc he loves it when ppl do things for him ever at all. all the meals end up burnt and light tells matsuda he doesn’t mind but he rlly rlly does bc then he has to explain to misa why their apartment smells like burned chicken. they order takeout or go somewhere to eat and its rlly uncomfortable for the rest of the night.

6: Which one reads OTP prompts and says “Oh that’s us!” and which one goes “Eh, not really”?

oh for sure matsuda sees those, like, couples memes and wants desperately to send them to light and b like “ha that’s us” but he’s not sure if they count as a couple since light makes him leave immeadiately after they fuck. so instead he just sort of casually will announce that this meme makes him think of someone and light doesn’t look up from his work like “what’s a meme?”

7: Which one constantly wears the other’s clothes?

god they r like different sizes but sometimes, if light is weak and lets matsuda convince him to go to his place, light borrows a shirt from matsuda that’s too big on his all flat angles body. it hangs on him and it kind of....turns matsuda on a little?? they’re all his old college track shirts. light always returns them promptly the next day, washed and folded in a plastic bag.

8: Which one spends all day running errands and which one says “You remembered [thing], right?”

light likes to send matsuda on errands bc he knows he can and also he hates hving to do small tasks so he’ll like send him to get lunch and then when he gets back will get huffy if he forgets to bring like...enough napkins.

9: Which one drives the car and which one gives them directions?

it’s canonical in my headcanon that light is a very bad driver and matsuda actually had to help him learn so matsuda drives them most of the time. light gives surprisingly good directions for what a shit driver he is, mostly bc he has a good memory and spent a lot of time using the subway so he knows his streets. get him out in the country tho and he’s like “uhhhh turn left?? maybe right??? lets use the gps.”

10: Which one does the posing while the other one draws?

light poses and matsuda draws a shitty stick figure w a tie on. light must stiffle the urge to rip it up and it’s the greatest feat of strength he’s ever managed.

11: If they were about to rob a museum, which one does backflips through lasers and which one is strolling behind with a bag of chips?

uhhuhuhuuhhh shit man i literally hv no idea with this one!!! neither of them can do a backflip but matsuda is convinced that if given the chance, he could do one and then light and he hv that charlie and mac argument of “u can’t do a backflip” “i do a backflip every day of my life!!”

12: Which one of your OTP overdoes it on the alcohol and which one makes the other stop drinking?

literally. neither of them stops the other one. light doesn’t drink a lot but matsuda will take him out clubbing which means light gets drunk off two cocktails and half of matsuda’s rum n’ coke. he dances to ariana grande and pulls matsuda on the floor and matsuda is so flattered by the attention that he lets light get drunker until he’s swaying and they hv to take a cab back to his apartment bc he can barely stand.

13: Which one likes to surprise the other with a lot of small random gifts?

i think i said in the first question, but matsuda often leaves light little gifts.

14: Which one keeps accidentally using the other’s last name instead of their own?

dslkfjla;skdfj;aslkfj;slfa matsuda sometimes puts yagami as his last name but that’s only bc he spends so much time w that family. he’d b so pleased to marry into it honestly. its a secret dream of his to propose to light and for light to accept and it keeps him warm on nights when light won’t return his calls.

15: Which one screams about the spider and which one brings the spider outside?

neither of them take the spider outside but matsuda will just smack it w his shoe. light gets the bug spray and watches the spider die, slowly and painfully. he only ever does this when no one else is around but god, it’s a little thrill to take the edge off.

16: Which one gives the other their jacket?

matsuda forgets his jacket A Lot and so light will offer his as a token of affection (or at least as much a token as light can manage). it nvr fits but the same song and dance happens every time. matsuda wishes that light would forget his jacket once so it would b the other way around but uhhhh mr. five hundred plans at once has nvr been unprepared for bad weather. except once on a certain rooftop but like who’s keeping score?

17: Who keeps getting threatened by the other’s overprotective older sibling?

their relationship is secret so nobody. but if sayu knew, she’d hv a word or two for matsuda abt dating her wonderful brother who deserves the best boyfriend life has to offer.

18: Who’s the first one to admit they have feelings for the other?

hmm. this one is......tough. neither of them every say anything but matsuda almost does. it takes a while. it takes several times of matsuda getting up to put on his shoes and looking over his shoulder, asking if light’s sure he wants to be alone. its a lot of him “dropping by” when he knows misa isn’t home but light didn’t ask him to come over and just watching tv together. he’s like a frog in water slowly boiling until he realizes the water is too hot and he’s burning with some kinda something for light. so he works up a little courage and a little stupidity and one night, after sex, he rolls over and asks light what they are. light blinks and smiles. “we’re friends,” he says and matsuda’s heart is a brick sinking into his stomach. “oh,” he says. “okay.” he doesn’t bring it up again.

a week later, light calls one of their outings a date and the brick starts to lift.

19: How good would your OTP be at parenting?

Oh They’d B Such Shit.

20: Which one types with perfect grammar and which one types using numbers as letters?

is this.....are you trying to ask me who does 1337 speak? okay okay. u would b surprised but i think light uses a lot of text chat when he messages ppl he’s closer to. if its like a work message, its all business but if it’s like a booty call to matsuda its like “hey wyd?” matsuda texts in such.....text code....u would hv to hv one of those “what is ur teen saying” guides next to u to understand. light can’t keep up. the only time matsuda texts with perfect grammar is when he’s sexting and honestly? that is half of what drives light wild.

21: Who gets attacked by a bully and who protects them?

here’s the facts: light likes matsuda but if he saw him getting bullied or anything and protecting him meant bringing himself to literally any harm? he’d turn right around and go in a different direction. matsuda defends light constantly whenever someone says something abt him being kira. anyone got anything to say abt light yagami? matsuda is on ‘em at the drop of a hat.

22: Who makes the bad puns and who makes a pained smile every time the other makes a pun?

god matsuda makes so many puns. he’s out of control. every time he opens his mouth its light’s worst nightmare which is nice humor and fun. he’ll grit his teeth and smile but inside he’s in special dead hell which is for ppl hearing bad jokes. BUT there’s one time where light is doing something and doesn’t catch himself b4 just out loud making a pun and the grin on matsuda’s? could’ve lit up an entire stadium.

23: Who comes home from work to see that the other one bought a puppy?

if matsuda ever brought a puppy into light’s home, he’d b out on his ass in a minute. his dick game isn’t that strong.

24: Which one gives the other a piggyback ride when they’re tired?

matsuda is actually a little stronger than light, he’s like short-ish but built and frequently has to carry light home from clubs bc he can’t handle his alcohol. when he does carry him, light gets v handsy and matsuda has to like try and calm him down which is hard bc matsuda is drunk too? uhuhuh here’s something: one time when matsuda was carrying light home, light kept up this stream of conversation abt nothing and then started to make this weird, choked crying noise and matsuda was like whats wrong and light just kept saying “he’s dead” all gargled n shit. matsuda got him home and everything and light offered to hv sex with him but there was something so dead eyed abt him that matsuda was like “uhhhh i’ll just go home.” and light looked v small and matsuda knew he should probably stay, that light would b sick soon and probably vomit and he should definitely stay but he leaves anyway. he thinks abt that a lot after he shoots light. abt the way he lay there like a corpse, like he died six years ago and was haunting himself.

25: Which one competes in some sort of activity and which one does the overzealous cheering?

every once in a while light will do some intramural sports like soccer just to keep up his physique (he’s one of those ppl that like sports over like gym time) and matsuda always goes w misa under the pretense of their friendship. secretly tho he’s checking out light’s legs in shorts. light has v defined thighs.

26: Who takes a selfie when the other one falls asleep on their shoulder?

matsuda takes eight selfies every rare occasion light sleeps on him and uses the kitty ear filter on them. he only sends the snapchat to his mom, who is the only person that knows abt him and light, and keeps the photo saved on his phone. light nvr finds out abt them. matsuda’s mom snapchats him back a thumbs up.

27: Which one would give the other a makeover if they asked?

light would definitely give matsuda pointers and he actually does it, unsolicited, pretty often. if he could get a crack at matsuda’s waredrobe? god. the amount of macy’s casual wear he would shove in there. he hates matsuda’s day off clothes. worn jeans??? no thanks!!!

28: Which one owns a pet that the other is absolutely terrified of?

matsuda has a lizard named suds and light is not terrified of it, okay??? he just doesn’t like how it feels when it touches his skin and also how its eyes look and also he’s maybe a little scared of it so whatever

29: Which one holds the umbrella over both of them when it rains?

light insists on holding the umbrella bc he’s taller and likes the control but if he’s super busy and speedwalking he lets matsuda do it. also bc he likes flexing his ability to make ppl do things and it makes him feel royal to hv someone else hold his umbrella.

30: If your OTP went on vacation, where would they go and what would they do? Who would take the pictures?

well, they’d literally nvr go on vacation bc they r not in that kind of relationship BUT if they did, they’d probably just go out to the country to a bed n breakfast in the gayest fashion possible. light would use the time to read some books he bought but nvr got around to reading. matsuda attempts to write a science fiction story which he is too embarassed to show light. light hacks his computer when he’s asleep so he can read it and finds out that the love interest is just a thinly veiled version of himself so he shuts the computer and crawls in bed, blushing bc he’s flattered and bc there were a lot of alien sex scenes w his character.

matsuda takes several phone pics of light falling asleep in the car on the way to the bed n breakfast and is sorely tempted to save one as his phone background. he doesn’t but he does keep one of those pictures even after light dies. it reminds him that light was human. that somewhere there was a person in there, that he didn’t sleep with a monster.

[witchofatlas]

I don’t even know if anyone else is active in the Pandora Hearts fandom anymore, and Elleo shippers were few to begin with, but here’s this new discovery to add to Elleo angst because I don’t want to suffer in this knowledge alone:

So Pandora Hearts features Elliot in its front cover illustration of volume 14 and Leo in that of volume 16, right? 

Right! And the fandom was super hyped about the statice superimposed on Elliot’s body, with the flower symbolizing “something that doesn’t change” i.e. Elliot and Leo’s lasting friendship. Anyways, so that means we got Elliot and Leo in the volumes’ respective title page illustrations, too, right?

Yes! And I remember the tiny Elleo fandom we had going crazy after volume 16 was released because Elliot and Leo sat on the SAME CHAIR and it wasn’t just any chair but a PIANO STOOL, a nod to their shared hobby and interest, playing the piano, an activity they often partook together and bonded over. Some interpreted the shimmery blue glow on both the title pages as a mark of Elliot’s departure from the corporeal world, some commented that the matching illustrations seem to convey that Leo yet hears the music of Elliot’s piano even after his death... Anyways for me and a lot of others the title pages seemed to affirm how Elliot and Leo were a pair, two halves of a whole, even after the death of one half, and they offered some comfort even in the midst of all the angst going on.

And then, a few days ago, I finally got to perusing Mochizuki’s second Pandora Hearts art book “There Is.” (which is absolutely packed with the most gorgeous and stunning drawings, by the way, any Pandora Hearts fan would be happy to have it) instead of skimming through a few pages like I did right after I purchased the book years ago. And turns out, in the last couple of pages, Mochizuki wrote down short commentaries on all the drawings featured in the art book! So naturally I sifted through them looking for comments on any drawings with Elliot or Leo in it. And there it was! Her comment on the title page illustrations of volumes 14 and 16.

It reads: “The chair that Elliot and Leo are sitting on is a piano stool. I drew the Leo after his haircut to symbolize that they have passed the point of no return, that they’re at a point where they’d never be able to play the piano together.”

......

Okay... good to know... so that’s why Leo was wearing that outfit instead of his Lutwidge school uniform that would have matched Elliot’s... just to emphasize how it’s over for them forever... lol... okay... Typical Mochizuki who routinely shatters our hearts... 

Anyways I’ll just take this opportunity to introduce some of Mochizuki’s other comments on her drawings of Elliot or Leo.

So on this illustration, used in the 2012 Pandora Hearts calendar, Mochizui wrote: “A despondent Leo. The flowers [in the drawing] are pot marigolds (Calendula officinalis), which mean ‘despair’ and ‘the sorrow of parting.’”

On the cover art of volume 14, shown in the beginning of this post: “I drew this picturing Elliot resolutely standing tall with pride in his heart despite the great darkness that ties him down. In all my sketches he had an expression of fear, but in the end, it seems that this kind of determined expression suits him best.”

On this illustration used in the 2014 calendar: “The flowers that are falling onto Elliot are freesias, which mean ‘deep affection’ and ‘admiration.’ I drew this thinking that it would be nice to leave to each person’s imagination whether the hands at the top are Oz’s or Leo’s.”

A tricky question since both Oz and Leo showed deep affection and admiration for Elliot. What do you guys think? 

On this drawing used in the 2013 calendar: “Because Elliot gets tormented by nightmares in the story, I wanted to let him sleep at least in this illustration. By all means, let him have a good dream.”

Yes just let my baby have a good night’s sleep... ;w;

And you guys know this illustration right? The one that appeared in the G Fantasy issue directly following the one where Elliot died.

“I drew this so it would form a pair with the illustration below [the one with Leo and pot marigolds]. They’re wearing mourning in response to Elliot’s death. Originally, I planned to draw pot marigolds in this one too, but at the time I didn’t feel like drawing in flowers with dark meanings, so I instead drew nasturtiums which mean ‘to overcome a hardship.’” 

In the final result of this illustration the faces of Gilbert and Alice remain hidden, turned away and veiled, but the art book included a sketch of it which shows their expressions.

Gilbert looks upset, frustrated, and angry, whereas Alice looks more detached, resigned, regretful? Which is natural considering that Gilbert knew Elliot much better than Alice did.

[apocalypto12related]

Do all of them!

1: is there a boy/girl in your life?

Ye! Sammy! @deziac

2: think of the last person who hurt you; do you forgive them?

Um... My family, probably, and no.

3: what do you think of when you hear the word “meow?”

Kitty! I love kitties!

4: what’s something you really want right now?

an apartment. on a less serious side, um, glasses???

5: are you afraid of falling in love?

Nope! I already have and since we’re poly im sure i will again owo

6: do you like the beach?

so/so. depends on my mood.

7: have you ever slept on a couch with someone else?

um... a pull out sofa, does that count? i have a hard time sleeping unless i can fully lie down.

8: what’s the background on your cell?

my old phone was tony my new phone is space. not sure what it’ll be soon. >w>;; considering i need to redownload all the stuff i got off tumblr. :’( i lost all my snapchat stuff, but i moved all of izaya to my computer so that’s fine.

9: name the last four beds you were sat on?

what??? O_o; um... a homeless shelter’s bed and other than that they were all my own??? (not counting the “bed” made of sheets at the one place.)

10: do you like your phone?

i just got a new one!! uwu It has 32GB with it’s own internal storage and I have a 32GB sd card. nwn;; So I have a lot of space~! plus it has a fingerprint sensor and im in love with unlocking it like that owo

11: honestly, are things going the way you planned?

prolly not, but when do they?

12: who was the last person whose phone number you added to your contacts?

sammy! bc we both got new phhones!

13: would you rather have a poodle or a rottweiler?

i heard poodles have bad temperaments!! idk about rottweilers!! whichever one is nicer??/

14: which hurts the most, physical or emotional pain?

emotional!! physical heals!! short time span for pain! emotional might not go away!

15: would you rather visit a zoo or an art museum?

DONt mmake me chosoelk??! i love both!!! i lovemy fluffy butts and i went to the met in new york!!! it was so cool!!! swords!! armor!! egypt!! aahhhh!!! i cant choose!!

16: are you tired?

im always tired!!!

17: how long have you known your 1st phone contact?

um... well it’s sammy

so uh, ten years in march owo (technically december was the first time we met!! but we count it as march since that’s when he started talking rly)

18: are they a relative?

no!!

19: would you ever consider getting back together with any of your exes?

it depends on if they changed their personality!! if not then no!! i mean i did get back with sammy but yknow we just count that as a break since we did actually get back together lmao

20: when did you last talk to the last person you shared a kiss with?

this morning!! she is at work so she’s not too talkative rn!

21: if you knew you had the right person, would you marry them today?

we’re fine with what we’re at!! i don’t need to marry her to make it ‘official’!! we’ve lasted almost 9 years and through some big hardships!! both of us unmedicated and dealing with new medication changes, so i think we’re fine!!

22: would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

of course!! :P

23: how many bracelets do you have on your wrists right now?

two!! my blue sylveon bracelet (i love sylveon, i would wear umbreon but i think i packed it!!!) and my pride rainbow bracelet! i took them off when we were looking for a shelter bc i was scared we’d get denied if they saw obvious gay signs :(

24: is there a certain quote you live by?

not directly!! something along the lines of that there is no set path in life you have to choose which ways you want to twist and turn and they’ll lead you onto new and bigger things.

25: what’s on your mind?

music! stuff for my phone! i have a lot of stuff i need to add to eeet!! it’s only a day oolllddd.

26: do you have any tattoos?

yes! it’s for my kitty who passed away! Her name was luna. I’m sure i’ve posted a picture somewhere.

27: what is your favorite color?

#00C5FF

28: next time you will kiss someone on the lips?

prolly tonight. owo

29: who are you texting?

Sammy owo

30: think to the last person you kissed, have you ever kissed them on a couch?

probably?? lol what.

31: have you ever had the feeling something bad was going to happen and you were right?

YES ACTUALLY D: idk if it happened any other time, but when we got into the car accident when I told our one friend we were joking about her coming up and hanging with us all my brain said was ‘You shouldn’t have done that. I shouldn’t have done that.’ and again when we went out to the car and it was pretty heavy snow fall. I was like ‘I shouldn’t go.’ my problem with that one was I didn’t want to go, but I didn’t think ‘we shouldn’t go’. but... what can you do now?

32: do you have a friend of the opposite sex you can talk to?

um. i don’t think i have a super close opposite sex friend. closest would probably be @h0bsyrup

33: do you think anyone has feelings for you?

I’m sure Sammy does. >w> I’m not sure otherwise. My followers don’t tell me that stuff.

34: has anyone ever told you you have pretty eyes?

Yes omg. Sammy was staring me in the eyes the other day and was like ‘your eyes are pretty’ and i’m like ‘omfg shut up >//

35: say the last person you kissed was kissing someone right in front of you?

if they’re not dating then she’s gonna punch their lights out, so i don’t have to worry.

36: were you single on valentines day?

November 24th, 2008 is when I started dating Sammy. You tell me.

37: are you friends with the last person you kissed?

... of course?? wtf is with these kiss questions.

38: what do your friends call you?

Kiki :D

39: has anyone upset you in the last week?

lil bit.

40: have you ever cried over a text?

Um... probably. I can’t remember.

41: where’s your last bruise located?

omg... um i guess undermy belly button is the latest bruise??? i have a lot atm from surgery and being motionless for four days!!

42: what is it from?

Sammy actually like harshly pushed on that area. like when you go to land somewhere with your full weight then you go ‘oh fuck’ yeah.

43: last time you wanted to be away from somewhere really bad?

um... recently??? but i guess not as bad as with my mom.

44: who was the last person you were on the phone with?

Sammy owo

45: do you have a favourite pair of shoes?

Nah.

46: do you wear hats if your having a bad hair day?

No.my hair style is like 99% bun.

47: would you ever go bald if it was the style?

i dont follow trends i set them.

48: do you make supper for your family?

not recently but i would for sammy and i usually

49: does your bedroom have a door?

i don’t have a “bedroom” atm e.e

50: top 3 web-pages?

tambo.c0m (tumblr), archiveofourown.org (ao3), youtube.com (the three i use the most anyway)

51: do you know anyone who hates shopping?

Sammy. xD at least food shopping.

52: does anything on your body hurt?

Abdomen. (:

53: are goodbyes hard for you?

it depends. if it’s unnecessary then prolly. if they’ve fucked me over idc. (i.e. my family trying to replace my mom’s abusiveness, fuck them.)

54: what was the last beverage you spilled on yourself?

prolly water owo

55: how is your hair?

it’s feeling fine, thank you for asking!

56: what do you usually do first in the morning?

it depends! if it’s my “morning” i wake up and usually bathroom.

57: do you think two people can last forever?

sure but it takes work. it’s not gonna be perfect 24/7 without communication or compromise.

58: think back to january 2007, were you single?

ye. omfg why would you give me nightmares. that’s when i started the rping side of myspce and met that douche wesley. his lying ass made me start self harming. fuck him.

59: green or purple grapes?

i don’t eat grapes .w.;;

60: when’s the next time you will give someone a big hug?

sometime in the future! prolly sammy!

61: do you wish you were somewhere else right now?

in an apartment. >w> or at the pompeii exhibit!!!

62: when will be the next time you text someone?

possibly today

63: where will you be 5 hours from now?

lying in bed. :D

64: what were you doing at 8 this morning.

struggling to be alive. (eating chocolate chip muffins)

65: this time last year, can you remember who you liked?

oh god. w8 no. i didn’t like anyone yet. that started like october or shit. ugh my ex. he became an ass. (aside from sammy obvs)

66: is there one person in your life that can always make you smile?

sammy!!

67: did you kiss or hug anyone today?

um... i don’t think so. i think we were both too tired and stressed. we didn’t get into bed until like 1 and the shelter has us be out of beds by 8:30 x3x;

68: what was your last thought before you went to bed last night?

um... ‘i should go back to sleep’ after waking up a third time and distracting myself with the phone

69: have you ever tried your hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end?

yeah,but at least i tried.

70: how many windows are open on your computer?

it’s not *my* computer, so it doesn’t count! ;D (8 but im downloading music stfu)

71: how many fingers do you have?

i have 10. my one pinky counts as a half finger sometimes though. i broke it and bc i didnt have insurance i never went to a doctor to get it fully take care of so it healed up all wrong.

72: what is your ringtone?

default at the moment!

73: how old will you be in 5 months?

oh fuck i’ll be 24. man if you asked me that back in june i’d be like ‘still 23 (;’ but no. my bday is december

74: where is your mum right now?

She passed away. :/

75: why aren’t you with the person you were first in love with or almost in love?

I realize that as much as I wanted to believe it was love, it never fully blossomed into that until I was with Sammy. I don’t think I’ve truly ever gotten to love anyone else, but that’s okay.

76: have you held hands with somebody in the past three days?

of course owo sammy and i are hella gay don’t u know.

77: are you friends with the people you were friends with two years ago?

i believe so owo we just don’t talk as much bc im a lazy sack of shit.

78: do you remember who you had a crush on in year 7?

fuck. i think i had a minor crush on some dude who also liked green day but never fuckin talked to me so i never bothered. that might’ve also technically been when i started liking wesley. does billie joe from green day count?

79: is there anyone you know with the name mike?

personally? uh.... i’m not totally sure o-o; fuck me man.

80: have you ever fallen asleep in someones arms?

probably wait yes. sammy. spooning is our fave position.

81: how many people have you liked in the past three months?

e.e no one that wasn’t a celebrity. 

82: has anyone seen you in your underwear in the last 3 days?

no bc shelter e.e

83: will you talk to the person you like tonight?

:P i talk to them everyday.

84: you’re drunk and yelling at hot guys/girls out of your car window, you’re with?

i wouldn’t get drunk! i wouldn’t scream at ppl! that’s rude! ppl usually can’t even hear you when you yell at the window! we hear ‘whoosh’ with your voice in the middle’

85: if your bf/gf was into drugs would you care?

i would be concerned since she’s said she doesn’t like them!!

86: what was the most eventful thing that happened last time you went to see a movie?

um... oh! a conversation started and a lil girl asked if we were in a certain theatre and I said ‘no we were in theatre blah’ so I asked what they went and saw. She said “Wonder Woman” “hey we just came out of that, too!” :P

87: who was your last received call from?

.3.; sammy

88: if someone gave you $1,000 to burn a butterfly over a candle, would you?

i-i’m torn??? i needm oney but poor butter-san... ;____;

89: what is something you wish you had more of?

money. clothes maybe

90: have you ever trusted someone too much?

yeah. lmao.

91: do you sleep with your window open?

i usually do! esp in the winter/summer! need air and love cold!

92: do you get along with girls?

ye!

93: are you keeping a secret from someone who needs to know the truth?

no. owo

94: does sex mean love?

no! sex is something that can bring someone closer, but it is not necessary for a relationship! 

95: you’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, is that a problem?

>3>;;; again, no.

96: have you ever kissed anyone with a lip ring?

owo; indirectly. i shared a drink with someone who had one. xD

97: did you sleep alone this week?

not this week! :D last week. ;~; at the hospital.

98: everybody has somebody that makes them happy, do you?

yes. >3>

99: do you believe in love at first sight?

no!!! that’s not love!! you might end up loving them but you can’t love someone unless you know them!! :c otherwise it’ll lead to some bad decisions!! D:

100: who was the last person that you pinky promise?

OwO Sammy I think.

[cocoarosalia]

Rocking the cradle Chapter 14: Sacrifice

Sammy pushed his legs to the limit

'faster'

Every breath he drew in burned

'Faster'

He felt like he was going to collapse

"FASTER'

But he couldn't stop, he couldn't afford to

Not after the promise he made

*Flashback*

Nothing could prepare his to face this. One moment he's covering her ears and the next she's rushing out into the open classroom alone. He thought that if he kept telling her that things would be alright that she would at least be calm enough not to do anything stupid.

But when he saw those door swing open and her standing rigid in front of the very thing that gave her nightmares…

He found himself ready to fight the fire alongside her

He got as far as creaking the doors barely an inch open before his sister yanked him away and held him down with all her weight.

“Sophie, what the hell!? Get off me!” He growled

“You were about to do something stupid, so no”

“Let me go! If I don’t go out there she’ll get killed!”

Sophie’s eyes narrowed

“And what were you gonna do, huh?”

His mouth gaped like a fish. He hadn’t entirely thought of that.

“What? Were you just gonna run out there, declare your love for her and strike down the evil witch like in our bedtime stories?”

“I-I don’t-” She smack her hand against the wall. His lips were shut tight

“Shut up sammy!” She whispered harshly “This isn’t a fairytale. If you go out there and that woman is insane enough to kill kids then what chance do you have!?”

He recoiled in guilt from feeling the wetness of her tears on his face

“She won’t kill Elly. That’s her kid stupid, that’s why she’s here” She hunched over in fear and sorrow, her voice shaken and cracked “But if she kills you...then I’ll be all alone.”

Sammy relaxed his arms and just held onto his sister. It pained him every second he wasn’t out there fighting to keep Elly safe, but being in that cramped cabinet, listening to his sister quietly sob on his shoulders was far worse than anything that wicked old hag could dish out.

His ears perked up when he could hear Elly’s voice again

“Please mommy, just...please keep your promise”

He could just barely see between the doors, but what he could see was enough.

Sammy pulled himself and Sophie out of closet in just enough time to see Elly disappear over the buildings.

She was gone. In one clear, swift moment the girl he promised to protect was gone and it could be for forever.

All the words he wanted to scream got caught up in his throat. He fell onto his knees, his fists balled up in frustration. He could’ve saved her, but he couldn’t leave his sister behind. He felt weak and helpless. There was nothing he could do and he knew that perfectly well.

“What are you doing on the floor stupid”

He was going to respond but Sophie didn’t bother giving him the chance

“You wanna help save her right? Then get up, we have to go”

His twin pulled him to his feet. They shared a look of understanding and ran as fast as they could through the halls

‘I swear I’ll do something to save you Lemonhead. Just don’t start crying ok?”

*End Flashback*

This is exactly what happens when you hire a drunk to teach a senior class

Once again the professor was passed out drunk from a night of drinking before hand, but rather than spend the time doing anything productive like study or have thoughtful conversation the class had a much more fun idea.

Which is how Nino and Adrien ended up having a competition on who could stack the most stuff on top of their drunk teacher without A) knocking anything over or B) waking them up. Currently there was a 50 dollar bet on Nino fucking it up with Chloé throwing in a clean hundred if Adrien makes it as tall as the podium.

The class held their breath as Nino took his turn

‘150 euro’ Nino chanted in his head ‘I win and we’re going on vacation baby!’

But then the door slammed wide open

And the tower of school supplies came toppling over, just like his dreams

“My vacation…” Nino whimpered

No one had time to celebrate or mourn as the twins rushed straight to Alya to try and explain the situation.

They were talking a mile a minute, working desperately to get someone to act quickly

“Woah woah you two! You’re gonna make your mom dizzy with all this back and forth.” Nino advised, recovering from his loss to try and be of help “Talk slower, what happened”

Sammy couldn’t bring himself to say it, so Sophie blurted it out instead

“Elly’s gone”

The whole room crashed into silence

“W-what do you mean gone?” Marinette asked cautiously “Do you mean lost, ran away, what?”

“H-her mother came and just started destroying everything. She hurt Mlle Morel, Colette, we thought she was gonna kill all of us. Elly gave herself up to protect us.”

Marinette couldn’t think straight. Why was her mother here? That wicked bitch shouldn’t even know where they were. How? How did she find them?

“Wait”, Marinette suddenly gripped Adrien’s shoulders “What did the woman that came to shop look like; the one that harassed Eloise?”

“Um, she was tall, blonde hair, green eyes, smelled like cigarettes-”

“I knew it! That’s how I knew her”

Adrien tilted his head “The cigarettes?”

“What? No! the green eyes. Earlier today there was some tacky dressed woman outside the door, and the other day...while we were at the park” Marinette’s voice got smaller and smaller until eventually she didn’t say anything and tears fell from her eyes.

It was painful for Adrien to admit too as he pulled her in for a hug. Elly’s mother had been stalking them for a while and they realized it simply too late.

His mind was set

“I’m going to get her back...I swear”

Before she could even protest he released her and headed straight for the door

“I’m sorry!” yelled Sammy finally. Adrien halted his steps but didn’t face him

His voice came out so broken “I promised her that I would fix this, that I would never let her get hurt. But I failed. And now she’s gone and there’s nothing I can do to help her-”

“Enough”

Adrien walked back up the steps and stood, arms crossed, before Sammy.

“You did what you were supposed to, if you had gone after her you and your sister wouldn’t be here to tell us. So I’m telling you this now, stop beating yourself up over this and wipe your tears. It’s unbecoming of a man anyway”

The knowing smile on his face calmed Sammy’s nerves.

Adrien ruffled his hair “Now if you want to do something even more useful, take everyone to their kids. I’m sure they’re eager to make sure everyone’s ok”

He wiped his face and showed his usual toothy grin

“Yes sir!”

Adrien ran out the room with Marinette close behind

“I vote we split up to try and find her, cover more ground” Marinette nodded in agreement, thinking it’d be the perfect excuse to slip off and transform.

If she were to be truthful, she was highly impressed by Adrien’s maturity toward Elly’s could be first love.

...doesn’t mean she’ll let him off scot-free though

“Sooo that heart to heart back there…”

“Yes he is a good kid, yes i’m sure he will grow up to make some girl VERY happy, but you will NEVER get me to agree to that girl being my sunshine”

“You’re so protective” She giggled before they broke off down separate roads

“Till the day I die” He responded with a light-hearted laugh.

*Boom*

People scattered in all kinds of directions at the sound of the third explosion that afternoon.

“Isn’t this wonderful El?” Noémie hummed cheerily “You always said that you wanted to see paris!”

Eloise had retreated into herself for protection. She was nothing more than a mute doll as she sat in her mother’s clutch, silent and scared.

“Hey” Her mother barked “I come all this way to save you and all you can do is stare? Didn’t those worthless “Guardians” teach you any manners”

That stung a little harder than Elly expected and so she did something that old her would’ve been too scared to do

She fought back

“They’re not worthless!” She rebuked “Mama and Papa take good care of me and they taught me lots of things!”

Noémie was taken aback by this random act of defiance. Not for very long though as she coated her surprise in loathing

“I AM YOUR MOTHER!” She raged “and in case it hasn’t gotten through that matted, repulsive hair of yours, they’re not here to help you are they?”

She raised her hand to bring it down onto Elly’s face

“So know your place, abomination.”

someone gripped tightly on her wrist

“I wouldn’t be so quick to say disgusting things like that” Ladybug challenged “Her parents are on their way and I highly doubt they’d be ok with you brutalizing their child.”

Elly was dropped like a bag of rocks as Noémie turned to face her next objective

“Oooo if it isn’t the illustrious Ladybug, here to defend the city and banish evil from whence it came”

She eased in, her mouth just inches from her ear

“Just the person I was hunting for”

Ladybug leaped back when she felt a hand on her earrings. She ended up bumping, back to chest, right into Chat who had not an ounce of his usual mirth in his eyes.

“So are you after the miraculous?” She snapped

Noémie shrugged carelessly “Not particularly. I’m after a lot of things, Money, notoriety, a banging ass man that I can pound into the wee hours of the morning. But your little sailor moon bling? Not on my list.”

If glares had the potential to kill, Noémie would be a flaming corpse on the ground right now.

“Then why!?” Chat Noir suddenly barked “Why destroy the city? Why kidnap a child?”

“Well the short answer, my dear pussy cat, is that I’m just that fucked up. But the long answer is much more interesting.”

She pulled out yet another cigarette and from the smoke ran a ring of flames around Eloise, preventing any chance of escape.

“You see, I’m actually a victim! Living a life of poverty and despair, my only solace in this world was my only flesh and blood, sweet baby Eloise over there.”

Chat’s electric green eyes never let her out of his sight as she paced around lazily

“So imagine my shock and horror when I find that my only daughter has disappeared. Adrift, cold, hungry, wandering helplessly in our tiny gutter town wondering where her doting mother could be. I was sooo worried.”

“Drop the distressed mother act” Ladybug warned “You aren’t fooling anyone”

Noémie groaned “Fine, I wanted my daughter back and I figured the quickest way to do that is to strike a deal with one very powerful friend. So here’s the deal…”

She hopped up to the top of a lamp post and presented herself like some pageant queen

“Ladybug and Chat Noir, I am Mère de la Mort and I am here for your Miraculous. Relinquish them to me and I shall leave this city in peace for the rest of it’s days”

“And what about the child?” Chat called out

Mère de la Mort had a look of genuine confusion “Uhh you’re not a very bright kitten are you? She goes back with her real mother of course! And when she arrives she’ll receive the necessary punishment.”

“Hey El," She called out to the ring of fire "how does the cabinet for three days sound? I promise I won’t forget to feed you this time!”

The duo attacked her both sides, trying to catch her off guard, but she easily fell off her post in a simple dodge

“No deal!” Chat protested “Leave now and this can end peacefully. We’re not giving you anything”

La Mère feigned astonishment “Nothing? Oh that’s a real shame, I don’t think my children will be too fond of that.”

“Children?” Out of nowhere the lamp post was jerked back and forth wildly as mind controlled citizens sought to bring it down by sheer force

Ladybug lost her footing and was moments away from falling onto the cobbled street. Chat caught her by the waist and landed them safely a few feet back.

“Thanks kitty,” Ladybug said “but we need to save that little girl. I don’t know what that akuma’s object is, and it’s beginning to be difficult for me to care, but maybe if I can get close enough to her we can find out.”

“Ok simple enough, one problem though, how do we get past ‘The Children’ and keep Mère de la mort still enough?”

Marinette racked her brain for an answer. There had to be something keeping her here, but what?

She scanned the scene, and it hit her!

“Chat, can you make this fight as entertaining as possible?”

He scoffed “I can be a regular class clown if you’d like”

Ladybug unclipped her signature yo-yo

“Good, then try to keep up mon minou” She charged straight into battle, yo-yos a blazing.

*minutes later*

Chat sidestep another rock that was launched at his face.

“Um bugaboo? As much as I enjoy wounding my local postman, who by the way has a mean right hook, I’m starting to run out of steam here”

Ladybug was doing no better. The adrenaline and big talk they had built up was catching up to them and fast. Any more of this and their bodies were gonna crash, hard.

Luckily Mère de la mort had done exactly what Ladybug had hoped. She was seated rather comfortably with a latte in her hand, yucking it up at their hopeless attempts at getting close to her.

‘Dumbass’ she thought smugly

“Chat can you handle things here?” She asked

“Oh yea sure, not like I’m doing anything else today”

Thanking her favorite partner in crime, Ladybug focused all her attention forward. Pushing down the soreness in her muscles she broke out into a dead sprint right at Mère de la mort’s head.

Something was off though, she wasn’t getting up from her seat.

She was just...watching her.

Ladybug roared in anger and hurled her weapon right between her eyes

Mère de la mort didn’t even bother blinking. The yoyo fell cleanly into her hand.

It was a trap

Ladybug was yanked quickly forward. With no real plan in mind she did the only thing that came to mind.

She used her head...

No, literally

Headbutt...solid contact

Hurt like a bitch

Mère de la mort shrieked in pain “I’m gonna fucking kill you”

Even with her dizzying headache Ladybug stood strong, eyes blazing in rage

“Ditto”

It was like an MMA match. Both women punching and clawing at each other with no semblance of a fair match. There would be no real winner, just one body less bloodied than the other.

But it was like this was just a pastime for La mère. Every free moment she got she was pulling out another cigarette, smoking it down to the hilt and flicking it onto the battlefield

“Is this some kind of game to you!?” She huffed “Do you gain ANYTHING from this!?”

Mère de la mort laughed, coughing up a bit of blood from what was sure to be a punctured lung “Of course I do, Excitement”

Ladybug stopped “What are you talking about?”

La mère staggered forward “This is the most alive I’ve felt in years. I don’t give a fuck about that kid. Honestly as soon as we get home i’m just gonna kill her. Why? Because at the very least something will happen.”

Ladybug tripped over her own feet trying to put distance between them. “Unfortunately for you though, I’ve grown bored of this fight. I think it’s time for you to think about your actions”

She was suddenly blasted with a thick cloud of smoke, covering the whole courtyard in darkness.

“Hah, you think this can stop me?” Ladybug’s yoyo spun faster and faster but the smoke just wasn’t moving anywhere. It was like it was alive with the sole purpose of pushing her down with its stench.

‘Fuck, no choice then. This’ll put an end to everything” She called out her last resort. Lucky Charm. This’ll solve everything, that sick bitch will be put down and she can save her Lovebug. All with the help of…

A map

‘This joke has gotten so old’ She thought to herself

She had nothing, absolutely NO use for this item

Her legs gave out and she was left on the floor

“Aww is the itty bitty buggy left with no tricks up her sleeve?” Ladybug looked all around for La mère but she could see nothing in this thick fog

From a distance Chat had finally beaten down the last minion when the smell of smoke filled his nostrils.

He ran for the cloud but was held back by the biting odor

“You know” La mère called out, seated yet again beside a cafe table “If I weren’t a stupid fucking heroine trying to poke her nose in other people’s business, I’d try running away right now.”

She yawned dismissively “Especially since those cigarette butts littered around you can have quite a bit of kick when a little heat is applied”

Ladybug suddenly took grim notice of her position. Everywhere she looked there were cigarettes just haphazardly littered about. She tried getting up but her legs would not move, they were too tired. She was stuck.

The voice came out small and desperate.

“Chat”

He needed no other call. Chat bolted through the smoke, desperate to get to her, but he couldn’t see even his hand in front of his face

Mère de la mort rose from her chair and pulled a match from her chest. Using the bottom of her shoe she sparked it to life.

“Mommy!” Elly screamed out. La mère lolled her head around to look over at her.

“Please” she begged, the tears streaming from her eyes “Not them. Please don’t hurt them anymore”

La mère thought it over. She tapped her shoe, furrowed her brow in contemplation, really made it convincing.

“No” she said flatly “and not because you ran away and not because you disobeyed. But because it’s just too much fun seeing you miserable”

She flicked the match at the cloud

There was a scream

a booming noise

And all at once

There was silence

As the dust cleared there was only Chat, his body crashed through a display window, clutching a eerily silent body.

An aching pain shot through his whole system, he could barely keep his eyes open. He pushed through it and forced himself upright to check on his lady. He had hoped that the suit would have bounced off some of the blast.

But there was no suit

There was no ladybug

Only a tattered and bruised Marinette lying limp in his arms.

His brain didn’t know what to catch up to first. The fact that one of his best friends (and so called “Wife”) was ladybug, the fact that he had just seen her beating down an akuma with no plan, or the fact that he had to find out via explosion.

He checked for a pulse. It was terribly faint.

All other questions seemed irrelevant now.

“Mari” he called out, lightly shaking her “you have to get up now”

Her eyes were not opening. He nudged a little harder “Princess this is no time to be tired. You've gotta give me a sign, anything. You know Elly can't grow up without you.”

He pushed away some broken wood to find anything that might wake her up but even if it was there it was all burnt to a crisp by now. He tucked her in close to his chest, just enough to hear a whisper “Fine, I can’t grow up without you either." his heart ached as he cried over her "Please Mari, please don’t die on me.”

A gentle breeze ghosted across his neck

He briskly wiped off his tears and breathed off a sigh of relief

“So it was the studious mother that was defending her child in the name of a mother’s love...how anticlimactic”

the sound of crunching glass resonated through the broken shop when she strolled in

Chat couldn’t even look his daughter in the eyes. The pain filled horror on her face was enough to shatter his heart alone. She stood in the doorway, silently begging for him to tell her it would all be ok. Chat gripped tighter onto Marinette. This was no way for her to see them.

La mère gripped at his hair and stared deep into his jade-like eyes “My my, now that’s a cute face if I’ve ever seen one. Hey, if you like my little Elly so much, I wouldn’t be opposed to making another one with you.”

Chat swiped at her face, claws engulfed in black flame “Feisty and a little crazy? I think I rather like you.”

La mère looked down at Marinette, all blacked out and bloodied. She tutted disapprovingly “Not looking good is she? Quite frankly you aren’t looking too hot either pet.”

She squatted down looked into chat’s hate filled eyes “I’ll give you one more chance. Give me the miraculous and I’m on my way. No one will have to die today. I suggest, however, that you make a decision fast, my patience and charity are quite running quite thin.”

his mind raced a mile a minute with any possible ways out of this. But it was hopeless. Even if they did get away, there was no guarantee that Elly would go unscathed. There were out of luck, both good and bad. Adrien's met with Elly's. The smile on his face made her cry.

“Hey sunshine” he consoled “I know things aren't really good right now, but mama and papa need you to promise something ok?”

Elly hiccuped relentlessly as she nodded

“Promise us that you’ll still be our smiling little sunflower until we come to get you. Then I promise, you can cry all you want ok?”

It took her a while, but eventually she gulped down her tears, wiped her face with her sleeve and put on her brightest smile “Ok papa, I promise I won't cry anymore."

He return her warm grin with one of his own “There’s our happy girl”

La mère stood between them and glared down “Do we have a deal?”

Wordlessly, Adrien removed his ring. Even with his superhero healing the scars that littered his body would probably take forever to heal. He removed Marinette’s earring with a gentle hand and handed them over, all the while giving La mère a look of pure rage.

“Pleasure doing business with you. My offer for another Elly still stands by the way”

And like that it was just Adrien and Marinette. Laid out on the boutique floor with nothing to show for their efforts. No powers, no plan, no Eloise

His nose pricked with the scent of thunderclouds

'It's going to rain soon' he turned to look outside 'fuck'

[inner-muse]

2, 5, 14 for the OC Codex prompts for Kelandris and Karena

Hey so remember that time you asked me this ages and ages ago?! I didn’t forget about it!!! Codex ask prompts!! I’ll split them up by character, with most below the cut because long posts make me sad.

Kelandris Trevelyan

2. A letter written by your OC’s family member

(From her older sister)“Kelandris,

Thank the Maker you’re alive! And thank you for informing us. I write you from the Trevelyan estate – I rejoined our family here when news of the Conclave’s destruction reached Ostwick. Losing Her Holiness was bad enough; losing you as well was heartbreaking. Now that the mood here has lifted, however, I will return to the chapel soon— though I shall have to temper my joy, first. The whole Chantry is in mourning for the Most Holy, nor was I the only Sister who lost someone close to them. It would be cruel to flaunt our family’s good fortune.

The others are just as glad; I suspect this is not the only note you will receive. Asharion is already scoffing at your new title. I must admit, I never thought I’d be glad to hear our brother’s complaints. He refused to speak of you after your supposed death; he refused to speak of almost everything. The silence was terribly disturbing. Within five minutes of your letter’s arrival, though, he was back in fine form. “As if Kelandris needed any more reason to be smug,” were his exact words. (He smiled as he said it, but don’t tell him I said so.)

Herald of Andraste is quite the impressive title, to be sure. Did you trulyI confess to much awe and confusionIt seems impossible to believe, and yet(I fear my thoughts on the matter are as disordered as this parchment. Our lady Mother would be scandalized to see such scribbles.)

Whatever else may have changed, you are still, and will always be, my little sister. I know it would be futile to say “Stay safe” – you’ve never let anyone face  danger on your behalf. So instead, I will leave you with “Be careful.”

Lady’s blessings,Not that you need them,Ellanora”

5. Letters between two of your OC’s companions about them

(From Josie)“Madame Vivienne,

Thank you once again for the fine list of boutiques. The Inquisitor and I made good use of your recommendations. Your hopes for Lady Kelandris were well-founded; her sense of style is impeccable. I cannot judge whether she comports herself as well in silks as she does in armor, having never seen her on the battlefield, but she does cut a striking figure.

She has insisted I withhold the full report until our return. A mere letter could never do justice to all the Orlesian finery, she claims; such things are best described in person, preferably over tea and fine pastries. Perhaps you would care to join us, once we are back in Skyhold? Lady Kelandris has offered to play hostess. Seeker Cassandra and Leliana are invited as well. We have already seen to refreshments – your suggested chocolatier is delightful, and the Inquisitor knows a patisserie that sells the most lovely lemon tarts. You will find the address enclosed.

Respectfully yours,Josephine Montilyet”

14. Your OC talking about your favorite quest

(I have no idea who she’s talking to, but it must be someone close for her to be quite so open.)“Afraid? I faced down a self-styled god who keeps an Archdemon as a fucking pet, and you’re asking if I was afraid?” (She laughs.) “I was terrified. Honestly, I was certain I was going to die… But I would have, to save the people of Haven. The Inquisition, the pilgrims, the refugees— everyone was depending on me. I wasn’t about to let a little thing like ‘fear’ get in my way. Although… afterwards, in the snow… that was— difficult. Determination kept me going for a while, but the fires of conviction can only do so much against an actual blizzard. I will confess, I started to wonder if I wasn’t meant to be a martyr, after all. It seemed a particularly ignoble end, freezing to death mere hours after surviving the fall of Haven. Then again, Andraste perished in fire; I suppose it would have been poetic for Her Herald to perish in ice.

“Yes. I do think I’ve been chosen. Or touched, or blessed, or something, at least. How many others were at the Conclave? Hundreds, at least. And yet, out of everyone, I was the one survived. I know how to fight; I know how to lead. I have the courage to stare down a dragon – I know not everyone could have done what I did. I’ve always thrived under pressure. I’m good at this, all of this. It’s hard not to believe that Andraste has a hand in my presence here.”

Karena Cousland

2. A letter written by your OC’s family member

(Written in a six-year-old’s untidy scrawl. I’m not crying, you’re crying.)“Deer Dear Auntie,

I kno you are still out saling saleing saeling sailing but Papa says if I rite a letter you will see it soon. Was Grate Grandfather reely really a pirate? And Grandmother. Sinse you are on the'ir ship you must be a pirate too! Is there lots of pirate treshur tresure treasure there? Will you bring me back a sword?

Your favrit nefew favorite nephew, Oren”

(Added below, in a smaller, neater hand)���Karena—

I tried explaining “privateers” to Oren. I’ve told him that Mother and Grandfather hunted Orlesian ships for King and Country, not gold and glory, but he won’t hear of it. Perhaps you can appease him with some “pirate treasure?” I would suggest a cutlass from Grandfather’s armory, but Oriana would have both our hides. I’m sure you can come up with something suitable. 

—Fergus”

5. Letters between two of your OC’s companions about them

(Sometime during Inquisition’s timeline.)“A little bird told me you’re having some problems with cultists. Need assistance? —Z

Not if you’re making my birds sing. —L

Not yours. I know better than that, dear Nightingale. —Z

No snakes in need of tickling at the moment. But V. R. is hiding nests of vipers and I’ve no eyes to spare for our friends in Denerim. Can you keep watch? I worry that a disgruntled Bann or Arl will contact your former employer, with all these new enemies to use as cover. —L

Of course. What have they been doing to rile the country so? I’ve not been following Fereldan politics. —Z

You know A & K – they’re both idealists. Trying to right all the world’s wrongs. K has a good head for diplomacy, but there’s only so much even her silver tongue can do against ages’ worth of ingrained prejudice & corruption. —L

Is that not what your Inquisition faces as well? —Z

Among other things, yes. But the Inquisition was formed amidst the ashes of the Chantry. We can rebuild it from the ground up. Our friends do not have that luxury in Ferelden. —L”

14. Your OC talking about your favorite quest

(Yes, the Deep Roads was my favorite. Come at me, deep-roads-haters! She’s pretty clearly talking to Alistair here, who wasn’t in the party for the expedition. Also, once again – I’m not crying, you’re crying.)

“Awful. It wasawful. I don’t want to go back there. I never want to go down through that terrible Tainted darkness ever again! I d-don't— I don’t want to be the strong one anymore!” (The words devolve into muffled sobbing. After a while, the sound of distress eases.) 

“S-sorry. I’m very good at getting your shirt wet, it seems… Thank you. I needed that. Andraste’s blood, the things we saw down there…” (There’s another choked sob.) “No, I’m alright. I’m all cried out, now, anyway…” (A pause; a deep breath, slightly shaky.) “It w-wasn’t all bad. Well, I mean, it was; but the Dwarven-made parts were quite impressive under all the Tainted muck. You could see echoes of grandeur, sometimes. Soaring columns and wondrous bridges, covered in intricate carvings, where the ‘spawn hadn’t defaced them, anyway… 

“The song was everywhere, though. Just whispers, at first, but it just kept getting louder and louder the deeper we went. And then— and then we… We heard it from the source. We saw it. We saw the Archdemon with our waking eyes, and the whole horde spread out beneath him… We looked death in the face, that day. I thought for sure it would see us, or sense us up on that ridge – but I guess even Tainted Old Gods can’t pick out the sound of two Grey Wardens from such a cacophony.”

(A weary sigh.) “Nothing like an Archdemon to put this whole thing in perspective… Would you believe me if I said that wasn’t even the worst thing in the Deep Roads? It shows up in our nightmares, at least. There are other— other things, horrors like I’d never even imagined… If you’ve ever wondered how darkspawn reproduce, the answer is ‘horrifically.’ Don’t ask any more than that – if I think about it too hard it will just make me throw up. Again. And neither of us wants that.”

[inspiredstory]

Chapter 2

From birth, the new generation has been forced to follow the new regime. There were only two basic laws to follow; do not disobey the regime and, you are to live with & only love the person that matches your serial number. But for Jungkook & (Y/N) that was never an option. They never agreed with the new regime and now there’s a reason for both of them to fight back.

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Pairings: Jikook // (Y/N) x Surprise member 

Prologue / Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7 / Chapter 8(coming soon)

**

Fear, that’s all that she could feel running through her body. The guards were running after her and she had to get away as fast as possible. This wasn’t her life on the line, it was her best friends.

Pain.

Blood.

Weakness.

(Y/N) looked down at her stomach to see that she had been shot at. Desperately trying to save her best friend she kept running amidst the pain & blood loss. Soon enough she had grown too weak to continue. All she could do was scream out “Run Jungkook!!” The guards were now at her side, pointing a gun at her face, “You’ve betrayed The Elite. You WILL be punished.” “Do whatever you want to me, but you won’t ever find him.” “Wanna bet?” Suddenly a different guard appeared dragging Jungkook by his hairs, “W-wait no. No don’t hurt him!” “Say goodbye to your friend.” “(Y/N)…” he said fearfully. “No please, don’t do this! NO!”

(Y/N) screamed out as she sat up in her bed, covered in tears, her hands were shaking and all she could think about was her horrible nightmare. Someone tried to kill her best friend. Her arms enclosed around her legs as she sobbed and tried to erase the vivid images from her head. Around 10 minutes later she gathered the courage to take a peek at her phone. 3:08 AM. She couldn’t help herself, she needed to check in on him… make sure he was ok.

(Y/N): Kookie? Are you awake?

Jungkook: Yeah. Why?

He’d never tell her that he always wake up at this time to speak to his lover; the only time where they could both hear each other loud and clear with no interruptions. Of course (Y/N) writing him as an indication that something wasn’t right and; being her best friend, he wasn’t going to ignore her. Despite his lover’s jealousy.

(Y/N): Just wanted to make sure you were ok

Jungkook: Is there a reason for me to not be ok?

(Y/N): It’s nothing... just a stupid dream.

Jungkook: You’re sure?

(Y/N): Yeah.

Jungkook: I’m not buying that.

(Y/N): I don’t want to tell you what I saw. Not through here at least. We’ll talk during lunch tomorrow ok?

Jungkook: Sounds good. Get some rest alright?

(Y/N): Thanks kookie. Sleep well. Love you <3

Jungkook: Love you too. Night.

“Why am I suddenly feeling anxious and worried?” Jimin asked. “My friend… she just texted me-” “The girl?” “Yes, her.” “I don’t understand this relationship you have with her. I don’t like it.” “What am I supposed to do? Tell her I never want to see her again? Tell her the truth? I can’t do that to her.” “I have a great thing with you and I don’t want anyone to take you away from me.” “She’s not going to take me away babe, I promise. I don’t care for her like I do for you.” “You seem to be forgetting that we are connected body & soul. I feel your anxiety & your heart racing every time you see her.” “Stop. I don’t like arguing with you. You know that. My heart races because I hate lying to her; I have anxiety because I’m torn between telling her the truth & lying to her face. She hasn’t hidden anything from me-” “You don’t know that.” “Yes. I do. Please, trust me. I swear to you on her life and mine; there is nothing going on between us two.” “Please don’t play with my heart.” “I would never.”

The connection was dropped and not long after both young men fell asleep with nothing except the thought of each other on their minds.

The next morning Jimin woke up with a new sense of tranquility in his heart & mind. After his daily morning routine the young man made his way towards the bus station where he headed off to college. Checking his watch he realized that he’d be at least 45 minutes earlier than expected, taking advantage of this he headed towards a quaint juice shop down to block from his college. No longer than 10 minutes had passed, Jimin was now sitting down trying to contact his lover. Sometimes he’d manage to break through and hold contact with him but, it took a lot of his mental strength to do so. Other times Jungkook would initiate the conversation but, being the youngest (unbeknownst to Jimin) he couldn’t control the conversation all that well. “Jimin? Park Jimin?” A dumbfounded girl stood a couple of feet away from his table, Jimin was far from confused. “I’m sorry, do I know you?” “You’re such an idiot. Of course you know me. It’s me… (Y/N).” Jimin; still very confused, tried to remember who this young girl was. Is she from college? No. Is she an ex- wait no, that’s not possible. An old friend? And then it hit him. “Oh my god. (Y/N)? Little (Y/N) from the serial matcher event?” She let out a laugh and took a seat next to him. “Yeah! Sorry about that, my parents go overboard with trying to find my serial number match.” “You look so… different!” “Well I was 14 at the time, silly. How’ve you been?” Her arm reached over, pulling him into a tight side hug. Some people passed by staring at the two engaging in such loving way so openly. Jimin whispered, “What’re you doing? That’s not ok.” “Oh relax. I’m not gonna get you killed or anything. It’s just a hug.” Still, Jimin was uncomfortable and shrugged her arm off. “Ok ok, I’m sorry chim chim. I won’t do it again; can I still shake your hand?” “Chim chim? WOW, I haven’t heard that nickname in ages!” “I have a thing for giving my friends nicknames.” “Do you also hug them?” He smiled, teasing her slightly. “Some of them. They’re kind of like you, out of fear they refuse contact but I do have one friend, my best friend. He doesn’t mind at all.” “Well it’s good to know you found your match.” “My match? Oh no, he’s not my lover or anything like that. He’s only my best friend.” “Wow, you sure live on the edge. Aren’t you afraid of punishment?” “Why would I be? I’m not doing anything wrong.” Just like that Jimin & (Y/N) rekindled their old friendship also missing their first class of the day while doing so. (Y/N) laughed as Jimin told her about how nervous he was to meet her all those years back when suddenly she glanced at her phone. A loud gasp escaped her lips. “Oh no! I’m super late! I’m so sorry Jimin I really have to go! The bus takes at least an hour and a half to my college and the teacher-” she sighed, “-is gonna kill me! Here-” she messily scribbled her number onto a napkin and threw it at Jimin’s face (unintentionally of course) “-text me later! Bye!” (Y/N) zoomed out of the juice shop and flew onto a bus to head towards her college.

“Where were you?! You missed first period you idiot!” Hoseok scolded his friend. “Aish, don’t be so rude maybe he was busy!” His girlfriend Eun Ha said as she playfully slapped his chest. “Everything ok, Jimin?” “Yeah of course, thanks Eun Ha. Can I borrow your notes Hobi?” “Fine.” He grumbled. “Don’t be such a grumpy butt, Hobi.” She smiled softly at him and instantly he eased up. Jimin stared at the couple in front of his eyes. They were perfect for each other AND they had matching serial numbers. ‘I guess The Elite occasionally does make the right match’, Jimin thought to himself. “Yo? Park Jimin, you in there?” his friend slapped his forehead in an attempt to drag him out of his thoughts. “You asshole, I was thinking!” The two boys began running around hitting each other & laughing. “Try not to kill each other before 2nd period boys!” Eun ha walked away heading towards her second class.

Jungkook waited patiently near the fountain occasionally looking down at the watch on his wrist. He sighed, “Where is she?” worried, he decided to text (Y/N). It wasn’t like her to be late.

Jungkook: Where are you?

(Y/N): Ran into an old friend & lost track of time. I’ll make it in time for lunch! Can you ask Ji Ho for his notes please?

Jungkook: sure. Youre alright tho?

(Y/N): yeah im good (:

Lunch slowly came around and (Y/N) had made it to her last 10 minutes of class. Of course, no one made it to class late with any punishment and today it was her turn to have a shaking arm. Her mood was completely different in comparison to the morning. It didn’t help that she kept replaying the images of her nightmare over and over again in her mind. She dragged herself to the fountain where Jungkook & she would reunite to have personal conversations, her eyes not leaving the ground. ‘What if someone hurts him? What if I can’t protect him?’ each question she asked herself took a piece of her heart. She wasn’t in love with Jungkook but he was more family than her actual family was and that meant everything to her. “(Y/N)?” Jungkook stared down at (Y/N) immediately noticing her shaking arm. Angrily he grabbed her arm, “They fucking cuffed you?” “Oww, not so rough!” He instantly eased his grip and sat next to her. “Sorry. It’s just… I don’t usually see you being punished.” “It’s nothing. I’ll be fine.” “I thought I was the one that said that.” He smiled softly trying to get her to feel better but to no avail, she remained quiet. “What happened last night (Y/N)?” Her lips trembled slightly. Sure it was rough having to remember her nightmare but having to speak of it was a whole other emotion. “I… had a nightmare-” She spoke softly. “-about you.” “about me? What happened?” “I.. I don’t want to say it, Jungkook. It was awful.” “(Y/N), if it was bad enough to make you text me at 3 in the morning then you have to tell me.” (Y/N) took in a deep breath preparing to explain her nightmare. “Ok but please don’t interrupt me. I’m not sure I’ll be able to continue if I stop once.” He nodded. “I was near this alleyway and I’m not sure where it is exactly but I know it wasn’t in our area. I feel like it was…never mind. Anyway, so I was near the alleyway and I was running and I could feel myself panicking with adrenaline but also scared shitless. You know how dreams are weird so suddenly I felt pain and I mean like someone stabbed me and decided to carve a picture in my stomach or something. Apparently, I had been shot in my stomach by the guards while running away from them. I swear, I’ve never felt so much pain from a damn dream. Anyway, I touched the blood staining my shirt and it was sticky and just disgusting but nonetheless I kept running but, eventually, I lost too much blood and couldn’t keep going. I dropped to my knees and the guards caught up to me… that was when I realized why I was running. I screamed out your name and told you to run. I don’t recall what happened but somehow you were thrown right in front of me… down on your knees. You stared at me and I swear I never saw so much pain and fear in your eyes, it tore my heart. You said my name and I could feel your fear and it was just… it felt like you were saying goodbye. Right before I could see the guard's bullet go into your head I woke up screaming and well… you know the rest.” Jungkook stared blankly at his feet trying to take in everything (Y/N) had just told him. The two friends stayed quiet for at least 3 minutes before Jungkook spoke up with a question, “you… you said you felt like the dream was something... But then you stopped. What were you going to say?” “It’s nothing important… it’s a stupid thought.” “Just tell me.” “I...I thought it could’ve been a… premonition.” She looked at her best friend with tears in her eyes. “I know you’re not my boyfriend or anything but, you’ve accepted me more than anyone ever has and I’m just scared that somehow someone might want to hurt you. I don’t know how or why but you know you’re my family Jungkook. I can’t lose my family.” He had no idea what he could respond to make her feel better. There were no words. All he could do was lean in and hug her. They both stayed in their warm embrace for a while, gaining looks from their fellow classmates. Eventually Jungkook pulled away and held (Y/N)’s hands making her look at him. “We’re family, doesn’t matter if it’s not by blood. And I will always protect you just as I know you’ll always protect me. I’m not going anywhere, I’m not dying. And neither are you.” “I just-” “No.”

In the distance, a young man stared at the two friends holding hands. He quickly took a picture with his phone and made sure to walk away unnoticed. Thanks to him, things would soon change.

[will-stab-for-chocolate]

The Pie Story

Sans: “it was bad means, but the moment you were able to steal pie outta the fridge– “

This actually refers to the first piece of canon RP that @m-egabonavia​ and I did involving her Sans and Mocha... this is back when Mocha was super edgy and awful and rawr stab kill, too.

It’s Munday, so I thought it’d be nice to post a piece of history. 

Note that at least on my part, this is really, really bad, and we all know Mocha doesn’t act like this anymore. This starts in script format, is back when my Frisk was male, and never really ended. I’m leaving the dates on purpose. This is really bad on my part aheh kejkjwlekwl;w’

[30/12/2015 6:10:05 PM] ｢❤」Casenpai: "Heh heh... you missed me, comedian?"

[30/12/2015 6:10:35 PM] [(o^^)o] Quincy: *You feel your Sans weighed by his regrets.

[30/12/2015 6:11:54 PM] ｢❤」Casenpai: "Relax." ?Frisk says as he hops off, though the look in his red eyes is one of bemusement. "I'm not here to kill you."

[30/12/2015 6:14:37 PM] [(o^^)o] Quincy: "..."

The eye that had suddenly burst into flames doesn't die down, focusing its gaze directly down at Frisk. ...Or rather, Chara.

" ...the hell you want? "

[30/12/2015 6:16:32 PM] ｢❤」Casenpai: "I'm just here to visit a friend!" The child says with mock innocence as he holds up his hands. "Don't worry~... Frisk is safe. He's sleeping in here." He taps his head to mark his point.

[30/12/2015 6:55:05 PM] [(o^^)o] Quincy: " that so? 'cause last time i checked... y o u d o n ' t h a v e a n y. " The monster's eyes go black for a brief moment, returning to the single glowing eye once more. Keeping it up for so long would wear him out faster, but he couldn't afford the chances.

No use in believing a killer's intentions, right?

" ...welp. i guess since nobody's home except me and the kid 'till tonight, you picked a convenient time to wake up. it's really CHARAteristic of you, pal. "

[30/12/2015 6:58:16 PM] ｢❤」Casenpai: Chara give Sans a disgusted look before crossing his arms over his chest. "Seriously? Seriously ?" He sighs before shaking his head, a sudden serious look on his face.

"... say. How've you been sleeping, anyways?"

[30/12/2015 7:04:21 PM] [(o^^)o] Quincy: After a moment of hesitation, Sans lets his eyes return back to their normal dots, releasing the tension in his shoulders that had built up over the past minute or so.

" me? i'm the sleep king. i sleep, like, /all/ the time. it's my thing, if you didn't notice. " As if on cue, the skeleton yawns, stretching his arms while still keeping a constant stare on Frisk's body. " then again, you kept busy in your timeline, so i imagine you missed out on a lot, huh? "

[30/12/2015 7:16:43 PM] ｢❤」Casenpai: "Sure, whatever." Chara rolls his eyes before heading towards the fridge. There was leftover pie in there, right?

"My point is that Frisk isn't sleeping well. Nightmares. Constant ones. Not just because of me, too -- going through so many RESETs is taking a toll on him. And as interesting as they are, it also means I can't get any rest." He takes out the pie tin and sets it on the counter, pulling out a fork from the drawer.

"So I'm gonna ask again... how've you been sleeping?"

[30/12/2015 7:29:53 PM] [(o^^)o] Quincy: Wow, he seriously didn't give two shits, did he? Then again, that was about as best of an attitude as you could expect from someone who comitted GENOCIDE, but...

Sans flinches ever so slightly when the fork is pulled out, but relaxes when he sees it's being used for the pie and /not/ to carve out his SOUL. Unless Chara intended to eat the pie THEN kill him, in which case it would be beyond rude.

" i... i know. " Sans sighs, watching the small hands dig into the remaining slice. " and i answered your question. i sleep. very, very often. if anything, i'm /over/ sleeping. but you can't ever have too much of a good thing, right? that's what they say, anyway. you know, kid, you could ask before you start digging through the leftovers like that. i know manners aren't your thing, but if you're going to be jumping into conversations like this, it wouldn't hurt to get a few. "

[30/12/2015 7:50:21 PM] ｢❤」Casenpai: "Huh?" Chara blinks. "But there's only one slice left." He tilts the pie tin to show that there's a quarter of the pie left. "Besides, you can eat this whenever you want. This is my one chance."

The boy licks his lips before digging in, and only after savouring his first few bites does he even continue. "Mmf, she hasn't changed her recipe... this is the best."

"Anyways. Point being, these nightmares need to stop. So you two need to talk about all this timeline garbage." He lifts the fork to his mouth and pauses. "Besides, if he gets too mentally tired... then there's more chances that I'll show up... and you don't want that, do you?"

[30/12/2015 8:17:37 PM] [(o^^)o] Quincy: "we-" The skeleton pauses, trying to put his thoughts together. They /had/ discussed things. Multiple times. It was a topic that the two of them couldn't avoid, not when they lived under the same roof and were frequently involved in each other's lives. In those timelines where they went their seperate ways, Sans only had to make a phone call and await the next RESET before even addressing the issues presented before them. But there was no avoiding what had happened, when everyone was alive and they both had gone through Hell and back to make sure it stayed that way.

The conversations weren't ever long, though; Sans didn't like to dwell on the subject for too long, as the mere thought of the memories made his spine shiver with disgust. And while Frisk had always seemed to want to discuss it further, he'd be fine where the topic usually ended -- he didn't blame Frisk, and Frisk didn't blame him. It was a peaceful conclusion to a horror that no one wanted to relive.

Chara had surely been at least semi-present for those conversations, so... what did he expect Sans to do?

The skeleton shrugs. " hasn't stopped you before. you feed off each other's DETERMINATION, right? it's not really in my court then. besides... i can't exactly erase all that myself. anybody'd be having nightmares after all that time making choices. backseating with you probably just made it worse. "

[30/12/2015 8:17:53 PM] [(o^^)o] Quincy: (( on days like these, kids like you don't deserve my wife's pie ))

[30/12/2015 8:33:17 PM] ｢❤」Casenpai: "Yeah, but things were different," Chara says between two mouthfuls. "I wanted to play. We have an agreement right now for the most part."

The child finishes his last piece, and he sets the tin in the sink, turning on the faucet to rinse the stuck-on bits before shaking it out. The out of character action seemed more a reflex than anything...

"I know you two have 'talked' about it... more like danced around the subject. It's painful to watch you two, really.... you talk about it for like... a couple of minutes before  you two drift off." He washes the tin and sets it aside to dry before shooting a glare at Sans.  "And don't go blaming me for everything! I'm only responsible for like a quarter of his nightmares. Sheesh."

[juniexe]

This week on No one Asked But She’s Doing It Anyways:

1. If you could have the chance to make out with 5 celebrities, who would you choose and why?

Emily Rudd - she counts as five celebrities don’t even fight me on this 2. If you had to be straight/gay for a day (whichever you’re currently not!), what celebrity would you most like to take on a date?

goodbye 3. What is the biggest injury you’ve ever sustained and how did you do it?

Glass through my foot but w/e 4. What is the most unusual food you’ve ever eaten?

I went to Myrtle Beach and ate the rocks. 5. What is the most unique animal you’ve ever touched?

Metaphorically me 6. What are the top 5 most contrasting songs on your iTunes?

Everything I listen to is exactly the same four chords. 7. Which 3 countries would you LEAST like to live in and why?

Anywhere where I’m stereotyped tbh 8. If you could make just ONE change to this world, what would it be and why?

Can people just... chill?? 9. If you could wake up tomorrow and be fluent in 3 additional languages, which would you choose?

French, Korean, Russian 10. Which would you rather out of these 3 options? A- Be good looking and extremely intelligent but so poor you live on the streets. B- Be extremely intelligent and a millionaire but what society classes as ugly. Or C- Be good looking and a millionaire but extremely academically challenged? Why?

A because idc 11. What are the top 10 movies to make you cry? (Or at least make you sad!)

I have no emotions

12. What’s the scariest nightmare you’ve ever had? Describe it in detail.

I had a dream about the Law and Order: SVU transition screen and it scared me awake 13. Would you rather raise 25 children or have the chance of ever having children taken away? Why?

“…………….Why would I ever CHOOSE to raise 25 children.” - @j-offrey​ 14. Would you rather go on a relaxing beach type holiday to the Caribbean, a cultural holiday to Japan or an adventure packed holiday to South Africa?

Japan would be fun tbh 15. If you went to a desert island for just 6 months but could only take one album with you, what would you take?

If I Should Go Before You - City And Colour 16. Put these in order of your favourite movie genre to least- Horror, action, thriller, adventure, superhero, romance, drama, comedy, musical and dance?

Horror, Thriller, Drama, Adventure, Superhero, Action, Musical, Dance, Comedy, Romance   17. If you had to lose one of the 5 senses, which would you choose and why?

Taste tbh, I would cry if I lost anything else 18. What have been the top 3 most brilliant days of this year? Describe them in as much or as little detail as you like.

Boyfriend, Troye Sivan Concert, Emily liking my tweet ;) 19. What do you believe we as human beings take most for granted in this world?

I feel like we all take kindness for granted. I’m not gonna explain myself. 20. How many concerts have you been to in your life and which was your favourite? If you’ve not been to one, who would you most like to see?

I’ve been to 3 in total, but I wanna go see more tbh. 21. If your life was about to become like Cheaper By The Dozen and you were going to be saddled with 12 children, what would you name 6 girls and 6 boys?

Everyone would have an E name. Eden, Emily, Elena, Emory, Evangeline, Emma Elias, Evan, Emment, Ethan, Ezra, Elliot --or something like that 22. What’s something a stranger has said or done that you will never forget?

A woman literally stopped her car on a busy street and pulled over just to tell me I was beautiful and honestly I aspire to have that sort of love in my heart 23. What do you think happens when we die?

We rot. 24. What’s the most special hand made present you’ve ever been given?

In eighth grade, my best friend made me this plastic bracelet and I couldn’t take it off until I got a little bit older. But I still have it even though I haven’t seen her in a while. 25. What’s the most frightening thing you’ve ever seen in your life?

:/ 26. Name 5 books you think everyone should read and give a brief synopsis for each.

The Great Gatsby, 1984, American Psycho, Unwind (childhood fav), ..... idk the bible with ya sinning asses

27. Do you believe one can fall out of love?

I think love is not something you fall out of. I think the magic can falter but I think that if you really love someone, you’ll love them even when there isn’t magic there anymore. But it depends honestly. 28. What are your three favourite sounding words?

Ephemeral, Poignant, Ethereal 29. Have you ever had a paranormal experience? If so, what happened?

:/ 30. Name 4 things you hope to see happen for you in the new year.

Less bullshit, more good things, that’s all i can say 31. List the 7 deadly sins in order of the one you feel you commit the most to the one you feel you commit the least.

Pride, Envy, Sloth, Wrath, Greed, Gluttony, Lust 32. What’s your current- Desktop picture, phone screensaver, phone lock screen and Facebook Cover Photo?

Desktop: Suzuya Juuzou Screensaver: Me and my boi Lock Screen: Me and my girl Cover photo: Some flowers I think 33. How old were you the last time you went to visit Santa? Talk about that time.

Once when I was 4 and I hated it so I never went again. 34. Rate your first kiss on a scale of 1-10.

2 - forced and bad 35. What’s the funniest dream you’ve ever had?

????? 36. What are 3 facts you know about your favourite celebrity/character that prove you know too much?

Emily; used to play a Disney Princess in the parks, her brother has a band, her natural hair color is blonde/light brunette 37. Name 5 songs you wish you’d lost your virginity to? (Or would like to lose your virginity to.)

...... 38. Name 5 songs you’d like to have sex to in general.

............................... 39. Put your iTunes on shuffle, write down the first line of five songs and give it to me as a poem.

Feeling used, but I’m still missing you. (hate u love u - Olivia O’Brien) Pinky promise I’ll still love your garden. (Bombs On Monday - Melanie Martinez) I have never wished on hope (Kanye - The Chainsmokers) You think that you know my heart (Beautiful Thing - Grace VanderWaal) You fooled me from the start. (Leaving Tonight - The Neighborhood)

40. Where do you stand on the death penalty? Explain your reasoning.

Morally wrong if they’re innocent, perfect for the totally guilty. 41. Who are your holy trinity? (3 celebrities or characters that come above any other for you.) 

Characters - Suzuya Juuzou, Allison Argent, Harley Quinn 42. Would you rather- A. Have a prickly leaf stuck on your forehead for the rest of your life, B. Suffer 100,000 stings from stinging nettles or C. Get 200 thorns stuck in your body?

Gimme that prickly leaf :) 43. Top 5 WORST movies you’ve ever sat through?

Any sequel to a movie ever 44. 5 movies you thought you’d hate but ended up loving?

Zootopia?  45. Tell a story that involves someone you had a crush on in school.

My crush gave me my first kiss and then dated my best friend the next day so there’s that 46. What’s your favourite ever television commercial and why?

The Billy Mays commericals were my shit 47. If you woke up and had 10 million in your bank, what would be the first 3 things you did?

Set aside money for college, buy a car, and invest the rest. 48. You can have 100 million but you have to give 1 million each to 3 different charities, which 3 do you choose?

I don’t know any specific ones, but one would be something for low-income schools, one would be for low-income familes, and the other would be for cancer research/treatment 49. What’s the most romantic thing anyone has ever said to you?

"you’re ok” 50. Would you make out with a person of the gender you’re not attracted to if it meant you could sleep with any celebrity/character of your choice? (If yes, you can choose the person to make out with.)

fuck you. 51. Name 5 facts that the vast majority of people won’t know about you.

I’m pretty good at assessing people’s emotions by their facial expressions, I’m really good at figuring out things about someone without asking, I got to witness a brutal beating/hate crime on my street when I was 7, I know like three words in sign language, I’m non-violent but I keep a small weapon on hand if I ever need it

52. When was the last time you laughed so hard that tears fell from your face and what was it at?

i don’t have emotions or any life in me anymore 53. How important do you think education is?

Extremely.  54. Share 5 goals you want completed in the next 30 days.

No 55. Do you have a toy that’s really special to you and if so what is it, how did you get it?

No? Not a toy anyways... I have a necklace with ursa minor as the pendant. It reminds me to stay humble. 56. What are 3 traits that you like about yourself and what are three that you dislike about yourself? Personality wise.

I’m pretty understanding of people no matter how bad they seem to the world, I tend to be extremely loyal to the people I’ve become friends with, I can also predict people’s emotions and empathize with them very easily. 

However, I get jealous extremely easily because I feel like I could be replaced at any moment, I’m nosy when someone doesn’t tell me something the instant I ask, and I weirdly enough have some pretty low self-esteem. 57. How did your name get chosen? What’s the story behind it?

My mom named me after a great dane that peed on a bomb to disarm it. 58. State 8 facts about your body.

- lungs were stuck together when i was born - got a scar on my foot from getting glass stuck through it - i have two birthmarks that are both on my face - i got a scar under my left eye from getting attacked by a dog - used to have a heart murmur, now i’m just in emotional pain - i’m hypoglycemic, which gives me anxiety - survivor of an eating disorder - i’m borderline legally blind  59. Have there ever been rumours spread about you? If so, share them.

Honestly? Always. But it was always about things that I’ve done and not who I am as a person. 60. Are you allergic to anything? If so, what?

Nah I’m immune to everything. 61. Describe yourself in one word/sentence- what made you choose that?

The second person you call if your plans cancel on you. 62. What are the top five places you wish you could go before you die?

Bolivia, Dubai, England, Tokyo, Canada 63. Share 7 facts about your childhood.

- I’ve lived in the same house since I was 7 - I shared a room with my sister - I didn’t have many friends, just cousins - I spent a lot of time outside until I got into middle school - I loved Blue’s Clues 64. Share 6 facts about your home town.

- Lots of heroin busts - School was a castle before it was a school - the town is over a 100 years old now - used to be racist af - cool river - dirty 65. You’re in jail! What did you do?

Public indecency 66. You’re given $10,000…under one condition- you cannot keep the money for yourself. Who do you give it to?

My mom 67. Share 5 things you love unconditionally.

Emily Rudd dogs :) writing music suzuya juuzou 68. What was something you used to enjoy, but was ruined for you? What’s the story behind that?

There’s a specific song that I can’t listen to anymore without thinking about the awkward moment/public embarrassment it caused for me 69. Describe one of the most awkward experiences of your life.

THERE’S A LOT. 70. Put your iTunes on shuffle and write the first 10 songs that pop up. Explain why each song is on there.

2manynotdoingit 71. Name 5 people who are famous who you find attractive.

I feel like I answered this already but Emily Rudd Evan Peters Tarjei Sandvick Moe Rihanna Dane Dehaan Veren 72. If you got to spend an entire day with your favourite celebrity what would you choose to do and who would you choose?

I WILL DO ANYTHING WITH EMILY EVEN ROB A BANK 73. If you could only listen to one band/artist for the rest of your life, who would you choose and why?

I can’t answer this question, I feel personally attacked. 74. You can ask your favourite celebrity 3 questions and they’ve taken a magical truth pill so they will 100% answer honestly, what do you ask?

I’d probably just ask he opinion on things, honestly. Like there’s nothing I need to know in particular. 75. Who do you think is a really underrated celebrity and what do you love about them?

y’all ask me way too many questions about Emily but???????????? She’s honestly perfect like she’s so talented and super smart and wow I love her 76. What were the last 3 songs you listened to and what do they mean to you?

Madcon - Beggin’. I just really like the song? The Neighbourhood - Daddy Issues. I resonate with this song a lot. Bell Biv Devoe - Poison. That’s my SHIT. 77. Have you ever been told you look like a famous person. If so, who?

I’ve been told I look like a mix of Rihanna and Mimi from Rent. I’ve also been told I look like Ruth B. 78. What song makes you cry the most?

Beautiful Thing by Grace VanderWaal. her voice just makes me cry okay 79. Share 4 facts about your parents.

- Mama had me at 21!!! - Dad is a bitch ass hoe - Step dad is cool but he went to prison - My parents used to smoke a lot of weed around me 80. Share 9 facts about your family.

- Germans - Mostly closeted homophobes - Also slightly racist even though I’m black - Barely any of them went to college - Most of the women are big-breasted - All of us have some sort of mental illness - We all talk shit about each other - There’s too many to fit in one house  - I have so many siblings jesus fuck 81. Share 5 facts about your best friend(s).

- One of them looks like an instagram hoe - My friends have known each other longer than they’ve known me - Emo/Weeabo phase hardcore - One of them drinks a lot - All of us are minorities in some way 82. What’s the most superficial characteristic you look for in a partner?

I’d like to say that I’m humble but I’m a sucker for blonds. But tbh, I don’t really look so it doesn’t matter. 83. Share 5 ways to instantly win your heart.

- Buy me things - Reassure me that I’m wanted - Constantly compliment me - Let me know a lot about you - Make me laugh :))

84. Top 10 biggest turn ons?

Affection and validation are my only turn ons ;) 85. Top 10 biggest turn offs?

everything 86. Have you ever had a poem or song written about you?

Yeah. My boi™ writes haikus/poems for me all the time 87. What is your personal definition of cheating in a relationship?

Being close sexually/romantically/emotionally/physically with someone you aren’t dating. :/ 88. Give a description of the person you dislike the most.

They look like a piece of shit. 89. Write an open but anonymous letter to a person of your choice.

I’m sorry I’m not enough for you. 90. What are your morning and evening routines?

Brush my teeth, shower, lay back in bed. 91. If food was people, who would be your best friend, your life partner, your enemy and your ex?

my best friend is ham my life partner is wings my enemy is onions my ex is salisbury steak 92. Have any celebrity deaths truly impacted you?

No, I don’t think so. I’m not very invested in many celebs like that.