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sussex-sweetheart · 2 years
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How many white blazer jackets does one woman need? 😑
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mamawasatesttube · 2 months
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Might i suggest 7 or 11 for the soft promts?
11. "Let me wash your hair." combined with 5. "I've got you." for Kon & Kara, requested by @clarkkent-irons !!
"Stop fussin'," Kon mumbles. His head hurts. Actually, his everything hurts, but his head gets a special shoutout. 2-for-1 special bargain! Migraine and everything else-graine!
Wait, that doesn't make sense. The "mi-" part doesn't mean head, does it? Ugh. Whatever. He doesn't care. The point is ouch. Ow.
"Gonna be fine 'n the mornin'," he adds, woozy. "Soon as sun's back. Right-o! All better."
His senses might be all wonky from the migraine and magic blast, but he swears he can hear Tim rolling his eyes.
Kara, meanwhile, does not stop fretting. "You shouldn't have taken that hit for me," she scolds, cradling him in her arms like a baby, which would be really sweet except that it's probably funny to see, because she might have shot up this summer, but he's still taller and broader. Kal's genes at work. "I wasn't paying attention, it's my fault I let my guard down—"
"You took out, like, six of those magic automatons," Tim interrupts. Thank you, Tim, that's exactly what Kon was gonna say. Except Kon probably would've said it stupider. And more slurred. Kon's head hurts. Ow. "Do me a favor and don't start arguing with him while he's already all..."
"Zonked? Whammoed... Ooh. Borked?" Kon offers. Neither Kara nor Tim seems as entertained by this list as he does, for some unfathomable reason.
Eyes still closed, he realizes they're in Tim's ensuite at Titan's Tower by the sound of the door latching into place behind them, and relaxes a little. Then frowns.
"Don' put me in Tim's bed," he warns. "I'm so muddy. Super muddy. Like... like Supernova, but muddy. Get it?" Happens when a guy gets magic blasted into the mud dimension. Which isn't a real dimension, but just the giant mud flats south of the bay. Sploosh. Splat.
Kara sighs. "Yeah, cousin. I get it."
"We'll clean you up first," Tim assures him. He squeezes Kon's limp, muddy hand and leads Kara to the bathroom. "Here, set him down in the tub."
"Sure." Kara shifts him in her arms, guilt still rolling off her in waves. Kind of like how mud is rolling off Kon in waves. Also? His head hurts.
She sets him down incredibly gently, then lingers, her fingers trailing along his cheek. "...Thanks, Kon," she says, still sounding troubled. "I can start trying to make it up to you, um... Let me wash your hair?"
Kon opens his eyes (ow, ow, lights, ow) to pin her with a suspicious look. He has seen her drag a brush through her own curls until they're sad, butchered, fluffy waves, because well the wind messes them up when I fly around anyway and why do you look so horrified, Kon? "...You don'even know what cowash is."
Kara's jaw drops. Behind her, Tim tries and fails to disguise a laugh as clearing his throat.
"Oh, you little—I'm trying to be a nice, loving cousin here, and you—"
"Tiiiim," Kon wheedles. Using his TTK hurts his brain a little right now, but he still stretches out his aura along the tub, the floor, and up Tim's legs to tug plaintively at his shirt. "Don' let her murderize my hair. I'm too pretty t'die like this..."
"I told you he'd be fine," Tim says to Kara, amusement laced through his voice. Kon huffs and closes his eyes again.
His head hurts. And he's so sleepy. Tim probably won't let Kara ruin his curls. Tim is nice like that. Kon likes him. He's pawing through the cabinet where he keeps all of Kon's favorite bath products, so Kon figures he's in the clear. He heaves a sigh and slumps further into the dry tub.
Offended or not, Kara still traces her fingers gently through his hair. It feels nice, and Kon sighs, leaning into her touch. "Mmm..."
"Okay. I'll turn the water on once you get undressed," Kara says, back to being gentle. "Think you can get out of the suit on your own, or do you need a hand?"
"Um." Kon makes a valiant attempt, sending his TTK down his own body, but the more he tries to focus on the belts and latches and zippers, the more pain blossoms behind his temples, splotches of color bursting behind his eyes. Ow, ow, ow. Ugh, now he's nauseous, too. He hates magic. "...Help?"
Kara lets out a soft, breathy laugh and strokes his muddy hair back from his muddy forehead. "Yeah, okay. I've got you."
Tim sets a couple of bottles on the tub wall and then leans down to help pull off Kon's boots, while Kara first strips off one, then the other glove, his belt, and the pouch at his thigh. He thinks he should be self-conscious and ashamed right now, but he's kind of too tired and ouch to care.
"...Thanks," he mumbles, several seconds late, when they've finally gotten him undressed and turned on a gentle stream of warm water. It's soothing against the pain, and he sighs. "Gonna go sleep now."
"Okay, Kon." Tim pats his knee. "We'll be here."
Kon hums, and then slips away.
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lizzieislife94x · 3 months
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Mafia Boss (e.o)
Requested<3
Lizzie x G!P Reader
Y/ns POV:
"Just get it done keep it clean and call me when it's done!" I spit out at the idiots I call employees they can't do anything right, I hang up slamming my phone on the table "baby is everything ok" my beautiful girlfriend Elizabeth says walking over rubbing her hand up and down my arm "yeah everything's ok baby just work hey I got you this dress for the party tonight" I say softly handing her the dress I bought I won't lie it's short and tight and I know its gonna hug her ass and tits perfectly "babyyyy thank you so much" she exclaimed excitedly jumping up and down as I pull her into a passionate kiss after a minute of her soft lips working against mine I break away and slap her ass "go get ready sexy we leave in 2 hours" I say as she turns and walks away.
Finally she's ready I look at her as my eyes almost pop out there head "fuck me lizzie you look wow" I say flirting with my sexy ass girlfriend "by the way you take forever to get ready" I giggle as she slaps my arm "and you wouldn't have it any other way by the way you look sexy y/n I don't know why but seeing you in suits does things to me it really does" she bites her lip as she runs her hand over my crotch knowing exactly what she doing "ah ahah I don't think so lizzie not right now behave we need to get to this party I have a little business to take care of" she pouts and walks out to the car as I shake my head and laugh at her "someone's pouty" I tease as I get in to drive it takes almost 40 mins to arrive as i hand my keys to a valet "my lady shall we" I smile offering my hand to my frustrated girlfriend "boss they're here and waiting we've checked no weapons so all clear to go in" my right hand man whispers as I nod to let him know I understand "hey princess I need to take care of business go have a drink ill be done in 5 minutes" I say as I kiss my girlfriend on the head.
Lizzies POV: 
Fuck she's so sexy walking away no lizzie don't think about how sexy y/n is she's in the bad books she left you wet and needy and she didn't even know it, I honestly have no reason to be annoyed but i just am she knows it turns me on, I strut over to the bar and order a drink as I patiently wait for my girlfriend I hate when she's dealing with business I don't want her to get hurt, I let out a sigh as I drink my drink "well what's a beauty like you doing alone care to dance" a charming 6 foot blonde man asks trying to hit on me I should tell him who my girlfriend is but decided against it i think its time to really annoy y/n "omg yes thank you I'd love to dance" I say as I take his hand and follow him to the dance floor we continue to dance for a while until I spot y/n glaring at me I decided to push a little further and really play with fire so slowly start to grind on him smirking as I do. 
Y/ns POV:
We walk out and shake hands with the leader of the opposite gang as we just finished laying some ground rules as soon as I turn my head I see lizzie with some guy all over her dancing what the fuck is she doing is she trying to end this guy, as soon as she locks eyes with me she starts grinding on this idiot "find out who that is that's all over her before I start fucking hurting people" I spit out as the jealousy bursts out of me "umm ahh actually y/n that's my son" the man I just finished the meeting with chimes in "well if you don't get him away from my fucking girlfriend right now I will make sure he sleeps with the fishes and ill do it personally you have 10 seconds 9..8..7" i start to count anger spilling from my lips as his 2 of his people run over to pull him away from lizzie i take a second to calm down before I walk over to her with a smile "now princess what was that all about I think we better get going because your in trouble "
I see her visibly gulp and take her hand leading her out to the car as we wait for them to bring it round lizzie whisper just loud enough for me to hear "baby I uh..I.. nothing happened I just wanted to push your buttons you left me all needy" awh she's trying to seem like butter wouldn't melt "and you think rubbing your ass against some dude is nothing oh honey you need to be taught a lesson you need to remember who you belong to" I say loud enough for people around to hear and I see her face turn red as I open the door for her to get into the car and climb into the drivers seat "what's wrong princess " I taunt resting my hand on her thigh as I drive home slipping it higher every so often "baby I'm yours no one elses" she says out of the blue making me giggle "and I'm yours but you need to learn that no one gets to touch what's mine your lucky that dude was 5 seconds away from taking a nap in the Hudson " I say as she bites her lip when I'm in full business mode she loves it she loves the power I hold "fuck baby I wouldn't have been dancing with him if you didn't leave me wet and needy before we left" I look at her shocked and laugh "what are you talking about I didn't tease you before we left you tried to grab my dick princess " she huffs and folds her arms "you know what you in suits does to me you could have fucked me before we left "I squeeze her thigh and smirk "princess I had business to attend to but trust me your getting fucked as soon as we get home" I say sweetly giving her a smile after 10 minutes of driving we arrive home and lizzie rushes out and runs outside as I giggle following her so needy I head straight upstairs knowing she'll be in the bedroom and stop in my tracks "how did you get naked so quick" I say as I bite my lip walking over to her "I have my ways" she smirks pulling me down into a Firey kiss as she works on getting my clothes off after a minute I stand up to remove my boxers I slowly rub my dick as I look into her eyes and grab her ankles pulling her to the edge of the bed "mhh good girls get lots of foreplay bad girls get pounded till they can't take it anymore " I husk out into her ear as I feel her full body shiver I bite my lips as I tease her entrance with the tip of my cock fuck she wasn't lying about being wet "please y/n please fuck me I've been a naughty girl" as soon as the words leave her mouth I sink deep inside my girlfriend bottoming out in one thrust "yesssssssss y/n fuckkkk aaaah" she screams as she arches her back "is this what you wanted you naughty girl my cock deep inside you?" She nods with her eyes closed as I thrust hard and deep "words Elizabeth words is this what you wanted" I continue my relentless pace pounding into lizzie the sounds ofher wet cunt as my dick slams in and out is music to my ears her moans make me so fucking hard "yes yes yes this is...what..I.. wanted baby fuck don't stop I'm cumingggg " I moan as I feel her walls hug my cock tighter "fuck lizzie this pussy is mine" I moan as I fuck her faster not giving her time to recover I feel the knot in my stomach getting stronger "fuck baby I'm so close I'm gonna fill your little cunt is that ok" I moan out as I lift her leg over my shoulder getting deeper "uhh...fu...oh god yes baby cum inside me please I want to feel you" i look down and notice lizzie cumming again as she creams over my cock I feel my thrusts getting sloppy as my orgasm approaches fast after a few more thrusts I slam deep inside her filling her with my seed as I lean my forehead against hers breathing fast "fuck princess" she moans and I smirk "yeah it was amazing but remember your mine if anyone touches you again ill make them disappear " I say with a smile as I lay next to her pulling her close "so protective I love it y/n I love you" she whispers against my ear making me smile.
AN: if you have any requests let me know, hope this was OK word count 1.5k 
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poisonedapples · 2 months
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So I’ve rewatched episode 5 of Hazbin Hotel like 10 times now, and I REALLY want to talk about Alastor in this episode since it seemed like it was an Alastor-focused episode disguised as a Charlie one.
First thing, the most popular theory is that Alastor is under contract with Lilith. Which I fully agree with. I also saw this one post about how Alastor might be under contract with someone else, but struck a deal with Lilith that she’d be able to set him free if he did some things for Lilith. Which I kinda hope is true instead because I like the complexity of that a lot more (especially since the only two people who could possibly put Alastor under contract is Lilith and Eve, and I’d love to see them both in this story). But either way, Alastor is 100% at the Hazbin Hotel under Lilith's orders.
And it was REALLY weird to see Alastor suddenly care about the hotel and about Charlie. Because he’s NEVER acted like that before, and it seemed like he was just doing it to piss Lucifer off. But why? Lucifer had no idea who Alastor was. Any beef that they had before that musical number was so one-sided it’s laughable. So here’s my theory: Alastor needs to be deemed as useful to Charlie in order to get whatever he wants from him and Lilith’s deal. And Lucifer, as the only one there that is stronger than him, was an active threat to his usefulness.
Alastor’s job in the hotel is to take care of it. He makes sure the place doesn’t fall into disrepair, and he does anything that Charlie asks him to in order to maintain it. And he ONLY does this because Charlie asks him to. You get a few hints that Alastor is only pretending to care in his conversation with Mimzy:
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“You deliberately brought danger to this place. I can’t have that here.”
Look at his face when he says he “can’t have that here”. He’s kicking Mimzy out because he HAS to, not because he wants to. He’s clearly upset he has to say it in the first place, and Mimzy says later that Alastor loves taking care of her. Considering the way they interact and the way Alastor brushes off Husker’s concerns about Mimzy causing trouble, it seems like he actually does. Him and Mimzy are close, and he’s powerful, so cleaning up her messes is just a minor inconvenience for him that’s typically worth it. But here? Alastor can’t afford danger to come here. Because he has a job at the hotel, and he needs to stay on Charlie’s good side. He HAS to be useful to her, not a menace. And that means pushing away the friends he cares about.
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Husk is also very well aware of this. That’s why he warned Alastor in the first place. Considering the things Husk said in this scene, wherever Alastor has been for the last 7 years, he took Husk with him. First because Husk knows that Alastor is also “on a leash”, but also just because of the way he said another thing in this scene:
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“I mean, you’ve been gone a while. And it’s not like anybody knows why.”
To me, this sounds like Husk does know. Especially since it seems like Alastor uses Husk the most out of all the souls he controls, since Husk is so useful as an ex-overlord. Which is why he tries to warn Alastor about Mimzy. He knows the detail of whatever deal Alastor has, and he knows Mimzy could mess everything up. If she was just an annoyance, I doubt Husk would go out of his way to tell the boss he clearly hates to get rid of her. But if Alastor fails, then Husk is probably at risk too, as a soul under his control. So it’s in Husk’s best interest to keep Alastor afloat as much as he can (especially since Alastor is clearly not as nice to his souls as people may hope, since he left Husk shaking with just a threat. So if Alastor gets into trouble, I wouldn’t be surprised if Husk might face a consequence for “not warning him”).
So, Alastor has to be useful to Charlie. Whatever he does, he has to do his best to stay on her good side. His whole soul is probably dependent on Charlie eventually giving a report to Lilith about how helpful Alastor was. But also, Lilith probably hates Lucifer. I’ve never heard of a divorced couple that doesn’t completely hate each other, and considering Lilith literally took Charlie away from her dad, Lilith probably doesn’t want Lucifer in the picture for whatever reason. So, if Alastor NEEDS to be on Charlie’s good side with this hotel, but then it gets back to Lilith that LUCIFER of all people came back and helped more than Alastor did? He’d be fucked. Say goodbye to whatever hope Alastor had for this deal, because his soul’s getting destroyed and permanently erased with those odds.
And we know Alastor doesn’t do well with people hurting his pride. Considering his face when Carmilla insulted him, Alastor wants to be all powerful and feared by everyone. So if Lucifer came into the hotel and started doing BETTER than him in his one-day stay than Alastor had in five months? Alastor CAN’T have that.
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He knows this the second he sees Lucifer. Maybe Lilith warned Alastor about him, or he knows immediately that Lucifer is a threat to his image. Either way, Alastor is immediately in defense mode. And he starts IMMEDIATELY trying to get onto Charlie’s side. Because he NEEDS Charlie to think he’s better than Lucifer, and he needs Lucifer out of there ASAP.
And thus, hence the most confusing moments in this whole episode:
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He immediately starts complimenting Charlie, reminding her of how much he’s done for her. Saying he’s proud to fulfill her “bizarre requests” (while also sneakily insulting her in a way that she won’t notice).
And Charlie is desperate for someone’s approval on this project she cares so much about, so she takes the bait. She also probably has developed a soft spot for Alastor after all this time, so she’s happy she’s finally getting her love returned.
The only upper hand that Lucifer has over Charlie’s good word is the fact that he’s her dad, and Charlie is ALSO desperate to have her father back. So what’s the quickest way to not only piss Lucifer off, but remind Charlie of how much he’s done for her and keep himself on her good side?
Well first, reminding her of his constant loyalty:
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“Who has been here since day one? Who’s been faithful as a nun?”
Second, saying they’re “like family” and has been more of a dad to her in these five months than Lucifer has ever been:
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“You’re like the child that I wish that I had. I care for you just like a daughter I spawned.”
And third, implying that he’s more useful to her than Lucifer could ever be because he’s “the easier help”:
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“It’s smart to choose the path of least resistance.”
There’s multiple other moments in this song alone where Alastor tries to up himself over Lucifer, typically by using the “found family” argument to say him and Charlie are closer and that Lucifer “is a dud”. Alastor’s been around long enough to know how to manipulate Charlie’s feelings, and he’s using that to his full advantage to make sure Lucifer doesn’t get in his way with an ally he desperately needs.
It’s all pure manipulation. Alastor may have a soft side that we see with Mimzy, but the Hazbin Hotel is just a means to an end for him. And once Lucifer and Charlie make up, we don’t really see Alastor again. Which makes me wonder how he was feeling after Lucifer was able to get Charlie a meeting with Heaven, something Alastor would never be able to do.
I honestly can’t wait to see how Alastor acts in later episodes. With the extermination coming up, and the reveal of him being under another contract, I feel like we’re going to get more snippets of Alastor’s true motivations, mixed with how Alastor acts towards the souls that HE’S in charge of. Reminding us once again that Alastor may have been human, but he’s still one fucked up dude who has well earned his place in Hell.
This is gonna be a wild next two episodes.
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presidenthades · 2 months
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Once again, I am doing a series of my behind-the-scenes thoughts for The Golds while I do light edits for formatting, typos, and continuity. Here’s Chapter 5!
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(Using the “Book of Clarence” GIF because I just watched it today.)
For this chapter’s title, I picked the Warrior lyrics from “The Song of the Seven” because toward the end, Jace has to pick up a blade (so to speak) and physically defend herself for the first time in her life.
Chapter content warnings also apply for this commentary, since we’re talking about the same topics.
Aegon seems like he’d be an oversharer when he’s emotional. Just get everything off his chest, either as a form of catharsis or in the hopes of receiving validation, or both. I feel like Aegon is capable of having an excellent poker face (useful for gambling), but TGC puts so much emotion into Aegon’s every expression that it makes me think Aegon chooses to wear his heart on his sleeve. Everyone has already made up their minds about him so why try to pretend to be something he’s not?
Jace doesn’t like being idle, and Aegon’s speech is very very long. So she keeps her hands busy, and her instinct is to clean up Aegon’s face 🥺.
I was debating whether Jace forgives Aegon too easily, since she was very upset earlier. But Jace is generally quick to forgive, and she now has the missing pieces of the story. The drafts I wrote where she continued to be angry at Aegon made her seem unreasonable, and she isn’t the kind of person to value a feast/public appearance over innocent lives. But she is the kind of person to worry about lot (at times unnecessarily), so that becomes the new thing she fixates upon. Aegon and Aemond were a bit reckless, and of course Jace is going to focus on the worst possible scenario that could’ve happened.
Aegon sees Jace as perfect and himself as the total opposite, so he blames himself instead of Jace. But Jace isn’t afraid to do some introspection and examine herself for flaws—in fact, she often thinks about what she did wrong and could do better next time. And because Aegon is an oversharer, she picked up on his feelings of being neglected, even if he didn’t explicitly state them, and she’s able to put herself in his shoes. So they have a little marital spat, as every couple does, but they’re able to work through it without dragging it out unnecessarily long. Neither of them is looking to “win” the argument, they just want to put it behind them and return to their usual state of contentment.
Jace’s line about Aegon not being a beggar waiting for scraps of her time resonates with him. A variation of it pops up again in Chapter 10 when he makes his resolution to play the game.
The “send me a note so I know where you are if you need rescuing” line is foreshadowing Jace’s kidnapping. She sends him a sort-of note in the form of the necklace she gives to the Garden girl Liane. And “that’s what guards are for” highlights how Jace isn’t a fighter. She’s a lady/product of her society and upbringing, and nobody—herself included—expects her to pick up a sword if there’s trouble.
I wanted Jace to explicitly say “I’m proud of you” because that’s the kind of validation Aegon lives for, and she knows his love languages. Honestly these two have a mutual praise kink
The original draft had Jace being jealous and telling Aegon to get rid of the brothel, but the jealousy ended to seeming kind of petty, so I deleted that bit. Jace doesn’t want her husband to own a brothel (people are always going to assume he’s patronizing his own business), but now that they’ve had a chat, she feels very secure in his affections. Also, when they have more time to think about it, I think they both realize that hastily offloading the brothel to the first person who’ll buy it could potentially go very badly; if the buyer is a nasty person, the girls there probably suffer. Hence, Aegon’s hands-off, “I’ll pretend it doesn’t exist” managerial style.
Jace is usually very self-conscious about her body, but this is an era where it’s normal for royals/nobles to be assisted while bathing and it isn’t sexual at all. So she mentally compartmentalizes it differently than, say, bathing with her husband. Aegon is aware of this, but he likes teasing Jace 😛. (I’m sure he actually has caught Sabitha, who supposedly likes women in F&B, admiring Jace a few times, but otherwise Sabitha knows how to be professional.)
Aegon genuinely cannot comprehend the idea of Jace being unattractive. Bless him.
When Aegon pauses over Jace’s stomach, he he realizes it wasn’t just Jace waiting for him tonight but also his unborn child. Jace’s earlier words about him endangering himself really hit him, and he has a little growth moment where he realizes he can’t just act like a reckless bachelor but has to think more about his growing family as he runs around the city.
Like most Targs, Aegon is officially raised as a member of the Faith but he doesn’t really believe in it. Meanwhile Jace does have sincerely held beliefs which are pretty standard for the time. It should be remembered that historically, religion was more widespread and important in daily life, and going to weekly services would’ve been the minimum expectation.
In the show, Rhaenyra is portrayed as not even knowing how to pray at age 14, which was an odd writing decision IMO. Religion is pretty engrained into medieval society, and Aemma is from the Vale, which is a region that strongly worships the Seven. So even if you argue that Viserys didn’t care much about Rhaenyra’s spirituality, I’m sure Aemma did. Rhaenyra doesn’t seem to believe in the Faith at all, but she can still perform the outward motions of belief while being agnostic inside. So in my version of events, Rhaenyra arranges the typical education for her children, which includes a septa (especially important to girls) and the in-world equivalent of Sunday school, even if she isn’t going to otherwise encourage them to pay heed to religion. But because Jace is a very good girl, she paid attention to all the lectures. Hence, Jace and Aegon’s very different reactions to his blasphemy.
Anyway, I hope I made it obvious with all the religious dirty talk and innuendos, but this smut scene is intended to show that Aegon literally worships Jace 😇.
Rhaena hasn’t heard about the Targbros’ adventures yet, so from her perspective, Aegon has miraculously managed to talk himself back into Jace’s bed after a colossal fuckup. No wonder she’s exasperated lol
Aegon doesn’t usually read for pleasure, but he’ll make an exception for trashy erotica 💋.
The garden party scene is an appetizer to how Jace and Aegon can work together to manipulate the courtiers if they’re so inclined. Most of the plan was Jace’s idea, but Aegon was definitely the one who suggested showing off the hickeys. And he ad libbed licking his finger 😛.
There was originally supposed to be a comedic sequence where the story of the Targbros’ heroics wins them a lot of fan girls. Since Aegon is married, most of the ladies begin obsessing over Aemond, who literally runs away from his admirers and at one point just straight up leaves for Driftmark for an extended visit. Alas, it didn’t fit in the chapter—but I might retell it from Aemond’s POV in the next fic LOL.
As Aegon starts hearing the petitions and doing more investigating, we see that he might not be as averse to duty/responsibility as he claims. He’s averse to feeling unappreciated, and since the smallfolk are very appreciative of his help, he keeps doing the petitions.
Aegon assumes that the Tyroshi does the reasonable thing and flees Westeros when he has the chance. Unfortunately, we shall see that the Tyroshi is not a man driven by reason.
Now that our couple have recalibrated so Jace isn’t overworking herself, Aegon feels less like he’s competing for her attention so he’s able to open himself up to impending fatherhood. A lot of his growth in this regard is a gradual process, not a huge eureka moment, and he’s still working on it when we get his POV again in Chapter 6. But he develops the new habit of communing with the baby because he wants to try, even if he still isn’t sure he’ll be any good at fatherhood. At the very least, he knows he doesn’t want to make his child feel neglected by his father, as Aegon felt growing up. And because Aegon spends so much time talking and singing to the baby, Cheeseball essentially comes out of the womb recognizing his father’s voice 🥹.
Aegon does still have some hangups. He acts a bit weird during the name talk because he thinks he would prefer a daughter. Similar to Laenor, Aegon thinks a daughter would be easier because in his mind, he’s imagining a mini-Jace whom he can spoil. Also, daughters tend to be raised more by their mothers and he thinks Jace would do great. But fathers are supposed to be more involved with sons, and Aegon thinks he’ll be a bad influence. So he’s still trying to wrestle with those feelings.
Gyles is NOT a good businessman. There’s no way he could ever recoup the costs of shipping cheese from the Vale just through selling pies. He’s lucky he found a royal patron 😂.
In an early draft, I had the baby’s name down as “Rhaenor” so it could simultaneously honor Laenor and Rhaenys. Then I started doing High Valyrian on Duolingo and I noticed there were words like aegion (iron) and rhaenagon (to find), which had the same roots as some Targ names. I developed a theory that the Targ names are supposed to have some kind of meaning, just like how our real world names have meanings (the High Valyrian creator David Peterson basically confirmed my theory on tumblr when I asked in December). So I began hunting through an online Valyrian dictionary for other roots. At first I wanted to use the word for gold, but that’s aeksion and I couldn’t think of a pleasant sounding name based on it. Then I stumbled across the words eleni and elenar, music and tide respectively, and that was PERFECT for a baby who’s part-Velaryon and has a daddy who likes to sing to them. And it sounds really nice! I played around with some name suffixes (Elenaron, Elenarys) but I liked the original word the best. I decided that instead of continuing to use the same dozen Targ names, or mixing up different name prefixes and suffixes, Jace picks a new name for her child which symbolizes that her reign/generation is going to do things differently, while still paying homage to their ancestors by continuing to use a Valyrian name.
The above then led me to exploring potential meanings for Jacaerys/Jacaera and Lucerys/Lucera. They’re supposed to be traditional Velaryon names, and Velaryon names seem to be mildly “corrupted” forms of Valyrian with some Westerosi influence, so I gave myself a little more liberty with picking origin words. I imagine Jacaerys/Jacaera as derived from jaes (goddess), which Rhaenyra picks after Laenor’s comment (and I guess it’s even more fitting with all of Aegon’s blasphemy and worship 🙈), while Lucerys/Lucera is derived from lyka (quiet, silent, calm). For our Lucera, it’s an ironic name because she’s the complete opposite, but Rhaenyra picked it because of lykiri (a dragon command we see in the show, “calm down”).
I wanted to emphasize Jace’s loving, pampered environment during the first half of the chapter. She’s in her element when she’s inside the castle, but if you take her out of her natural environment, she has no idea what to do. She’s also never truly been alone in her life. She’s always with her husband, family, or ladies, and even if she’s alone in a room, there are plenty of guards and servants nearby. When she’s kidnapped later, it’s the first time she actually has to figure out what to do with no help whatsoever. And she’s jumping from her life of backrubs and hot baths to walking alone in the rain with only one shoe.
The second half of chapter 5 was originally VERY different. It was actually supposed to start with Jace and Aegon having a Jasmine/Aladdin-esque “whole new world” adventure where Aegon shows her around the city during a weeklong festival, then later their siblings all want to join the fun, and it spirals into the Tyroshi grabbing Jace. I even wrote out the whole thing…and then I realized how idiotic everyone was acting 🥲. When you have Jace, Aemond, and Rhaena in the group, somebody would’ve mentioned how reckless the outing was, and I just couldn’t go through with all the Targkids being willfully blind to the risks of sneaking out to the city. Afterwards, there’s a scene with Viserys yelling at them all for being so stupid and endangering an entire generation of Targs, and then he decides to put 100% of the blame on Aegon. I actually really liked the confrontation between Viserys and Aegon, but I couldn’t keep the “family outing” plot, so I had to get rid of that aftermath scene too. I might be able to reuse it one day in another setting though.
Instead I went with the Sept outing in the final version. Jace does everything right, but unfortunately the grippe (a medieval illness that was probably the flu) strikes the entire Kingsguard. I’m a firm believer in writers being able to use luck/coincidence to get characters IN trouble (as long as it’s believable, and it’s super easy for the flu to spread among seven dudes living in a frat house!, but not out of it. And this definitely gets our characters in trouble. Without the grippe, Jace still would’ve had other guards at the sept, but a Kingsguard would’ve been in charge and more competently handled the bathroom trip. Instead she gets a less experienced knight, whom Viserys picked to be in charge probably because of a combination of vibes and politics. The Grand Sept is a normal and frequent destination for royal outings, and Jace is very popular with the city’s people, so nobody is expecting trouble.
I invented Maiden and Mother’s Day as a two-day holiday, so that there’s an explanation for the Tyroshi being able to suss out Jace’s plans. On day 1, he observes the guards not following her to the septas’ quarters and figures out she’s likely to repeat the pattern on day 2; it’s pretty common knowledge that heavily pregnant women need to use the bathroom often. And I added the growing crowd of beggars receiving alms to show that Jace’s outing is far from a secret from the public. On the contrary, in addition to the religious stuff, it’s another PR opportunity.
I kept Sabitha and Rhaena back from the outing, because all six ladies really would have been too much for the Tyroshi and his henchwoman to overcome. Also, Sabitha canonically takes up arms during the Dance, and I think she would’ve walloped the Tyroshi. Rhaena isn’t a fighter, but her presence alone would’ve impacted the odds, and her absence allowed me to play with some tension between her and Jace later. (And yes, Helaena was getting some bad omens about the outing. But as I’ve said before, I think her visions operate on vague vibes, so she knows something bad is coming but not what exactly it is.)
The Garden madam doesn’t immediately leave Westeros because she’s lured into a false sense of security after the Targbros raid the warehouse. She’s taking her time planning her trip to the Summer Islands or wherever she wants to retire when the Tyroshi—who’s pretty cunning and knows she snitched on him—leaps back into her life and takes her brother hostage. Considering how brutally the Tyroshi has killed other people in the past—and she has firsthand knowledge of Daisy—she’s too afraid to risk angering him further by trying to report to the Targs or anything like that. And she is very close to the bottom of society; really poor smallfolk like her don’t think that royalty are going to pay any attention to them, even if she wanted to try sending a message. So she’s just in this to try to save herself and her brother. All the descriptions about her odd behavior and cosmetics are to foreshadow that something isn’t right, and she’s not a normal septa.
I got snarky feedback from someone who thought it was stupid that the Tyroshi didn’t immediately kill Jace and that the ladies didn’t immediately scream for help, and apparently they were hoping for a red wedding scene 💀. Idk about other people, but if I were reading a fic tagged with fluff, comedy, hurt/comfort, and “detour into drama and angst,” I would honestly be quite mad if one of the narrators/ship characters/a pregnant girl died horribly on screen, and there was nothing in the tags or chapter notes to warn for it. ANYWAY, here’s my unnecessarily long rebuttal of that reader’s feedback about my characters 😇.
The Tyroshi’s goal isn’t to assassinate Jace, it’s to get revenge on Aegon, against whom he’s developed a vendetta. He is a sadist and sociopath. This was already seen in how he treated Old Willow and Daisy in Chapter 4. Instead of just killing them, he drew out their deaths with horrible torture and abuse. His plan to take Jace so he can extend the torment Aegon feels is in character with what little we know of him so far, and we haven’t even gotten to the convos with him in Chapters 6 and 7. Sure, he could’ve just slit Jace’s throat and that would’ve been ample revenge against Aegon. But if he’s going to go through so much trouble to get his hands on Jace, he’s going to make it worth his time. And he’s very confident he’ll succeed, which he would have done if Jace didn’t have a secret weapon. Also, he quickly becomes interested in Jace as soon as he talks to her, so his desire to kill her goes down sharply.
As for the ladies’ reactions: like Jace, they’re all pampered girls who’ve never had to deal with real problems before. They’ve always had other people, like guards and servants, to deal with problems for them. This is a very shocking situation that they are in no way prepared for, and it’s natural for them to have have a moment where they’re trying to comprehend that Sara just died. This is definitely the case for Jace, who is initially too tongue-tied to do or say anything.
Why don’t they instinctively scream? I’ll address each of the girls below, but there are some answers that apply to everyone. There’s a saying “fight or flight,” but it’s more accurate to say “fight or flight or freeze.” All the girls are initially defaulting to freeze, and this includes their mouths/throats; their bodies/instincts are telling them to stay still and silent so they don’t draw more attention to themselves.
The Tyroshi “immediately” turns on Elinor, who has her inglorious moment. She acts as a selfish coward saving her own skin. I wouldn’t expect her to shout for help from the guards. She’s too busy hiding in the privy and praying the Tyroshi forgets about her.
Floris is 9/10 years old. She’s the youngest of the group, and she takes a lot of cues from the others. She has to be specifically instructed by Bethany to do something before she acts. Think of the bystander effect, and how in modern emergencies, it’s advised that you say “you [specific person], call 911” instead of a generic “somebody call 911.”
Bethany is the likeliest candidate to actually shout for help. If Elinor hadn’t run for the privy, I think that would’ve been Bethany’s next step. But because Elinor abandons Jace, Bethany switches from “freeze” to “fight” since she’s the only person left who can defend Jace (she doesn’t count Floris, who’s too little). I was also hoping that it comes as a pleasant-ish surprise to readers that Bethany actually takes her duty as Jace’s LIW very seriously when it matters. So even though Bethany is very scared, her priority is putting herself in front of Jace. And even though we the readers might be thinking, “This is a logical opportunity for Bethany to shout for help now,” I think most of us overestimate how logical and capable we would be in an emergency. Bethany is only able to think one step at a time, and those steps are 1) protect Jace 2) send Floris to get help. Only after Floris fails does she think of 3) shout for help, when it’s too late.
TLDR all the ladies are acting like the scared girls they are. Everyone reacts differently in an emergency, and it’s easy to provide armchair commentary of “but they SHOULD have done this instead” when the truth is most of us would also probably freak out and act irrationally ☺️.
Notice how the Tyroshi addresses Jace as “Princess Targaryen.” I’m sure he’s learned her name during his surveillance, but he sees her as Aegon’s princess rather than her own person, hence the impersonal address.
Jace’s good manners are so engrained into her that she defaults to using them while in survival mode. And honestly it probably saves her life. If she were rude or mouthy, like Baela, the Tyroshi probably would’ve killed her much faster. Instead he’s intrigued by meeting the epitome of a well-bred princess.
Confession: I originally had Cheeseball kicking in the womb when the Tyroshi touches Jace, which meant the Tyroshi was the first person to feel the baby move. Then I got really angry at myself for writing that, so I changed it and made Aegon the first person to feel the baby in Chapter 6, as he deserves ☺️.
Earlier drafts had Jace conscious while the Tyroshi fled with her from the sept, because I wanted her to drop a trail of cedar beads from Joff’s amulets to help people find her. But if she were conscious, she would’ve tried VERY hard to escape the hay wagon or get passersby’s attention, and it would’ve been really dumb of the Tyroshi to give her that opportunity. So dreamwine and strangulation it is. I highly doubt dreamwine takes effect instantly, so I added the strangulation part to speed things up. I did think very hard about how strangulation can cause miscarriage, but Jace proves to be a lot tougher than expected, as does Cheeseball, and it’s not a guarantee of miscarriage. Now, I don’t know for sure if dreamwine plus a moment of strangulation would actually cause Jace to black out and remain unconscious for hours, BUT dreamwine is fictional and you can only google so many things about strangulation, so we’re just going to say it works.
Jace uses the dragonglass from Joff’s amulet for a girl-child. Jace is a girl, so in a way, the amulet’s protection works even though Joff had a different target in mind 🥲.
Initially, Jace is hoping somebody miraculously comes to her rescue, because she’s been raised to expect that someone will always be around to help her. But it’s just her 🥺.
The Tyroshi’s inspection of Jace’s features is intended to be very uncomfortable and to show that he sees her as an object, albeit one to be admired. He compares her features to various Tyrosh-related things because he’s already thinking about bringing her back to Tyrosh, so he’s kind of justifying it in a “she clearly belongs in Tyrosh” way.
In case it isn’t clear, he wants her gown because he intends to wrap the baby in it for Aegon to find 🙁.
The Tyroshi has decided he enjoys cosplaying as a courtier and princess engaging in courtly love/romance, hence his very polite mannerisms. Jace senses this is what he’s up to so she plays along.
The Tyroshi is convinced he can keep Jace alive (as he says, he’s done this before), but it is REALLY dangerous for Jace to have moon tea so late in pregnancy. In ASOIAF, Lysa Tully almost dies and has fertility issues when she’s forced to drink moon tea, and I suspect she was earlier in her pregnancy than Jace. So even if Jace survived (big if), her health would never be the same. (Would be an interesting succession crisis issue, but I can’t bring myself to write that AU.)
Laenor in the afterlife is so happy that his advice about rivers helps save his firstborn 🥹.
I just want to point out that it’s REALLY fricking dark where Jace is. There’s absolutely no light other than the occasional lightning, and the light pollution from the city is minimal since we’re in an era where lighting at night is expensive and firelight only. Girl is operating on hopes and prayers and thoughts of her husband right now. TBH if I were in her place, I’d just give up and cry 🥲. But even though Jace is pampered and gentle, she’s surprisingly resilient, and she has her baby to think about. I mentioned earlier that Jace has never truly been alone before until now, but she actually has Cheeseball to keep her company, and I think that helps her keep going until she reaches civilization.
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creepytoes88 · 9 months
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He absolutely Hates getting his hair done he’s not very patient anyways, but having to sit still with his mom tugging on his scalp just for it to be ruined in a week or two from his constant swimming it’s not worth his time or energy that is why it’s usually in a bun with a few braids to his scalp so it doesn’t knot so easy when he does finally let ronal redo the braids n bun
He loves flowers sure there are pretty sea shells ,rocks of all shapes n sizes and colors and bits of colorful coral but flowers man they take his breath alway from the simple flowers to the rarest of them all, he can’t help but stare in awe excitedly smelling them unfortunately that has resulted in a few mishaps from him have a sneezing fit or his face itches but the worst one was he fell asleep for the entire day and most of the night waking up groggy in the middle of eclipse
He isn’t the biggest fan of fish yeah ik that is like the main thing they eat sue me lol it’s not that he disliked all fish but he’s pretty picky of a eater one of those people that eat like the same 6 meals that’s him lol however I feel like he’s a slut for berries and I mean all the berries lol keeps them bad boys on hand for snackin
He loves to lay in the sun even as a child when him and his friends would run off of from their parents watching eyes to play in the water he would always end up on shore with his back leaning against a near by tree covered slightly by shade soaking in the sun into his beautiful blue skin even now as an adult he spend most of his spare time laying in the sun
He’s a great singer most males in the metkayina Clan usually don’t sing much like the Omaticaya clan, but it’s not necessarily frowned upon by the people but he loves to sing, he feels it’s just another way to free his mind from the constant pressure and expectations of other people when he’s singing his gear out he can just be him even if it’s just for a song
He LOVES bugs like so very very very much when he was just a child maybe 4 or 5 he started trying to bring them home to which of course Ronal said “hell nah boy you crazy” of course Tono being the softy he is couldn’t tell his precious baby boy no (the only one allowed to was ronal but she was the only one to tell tono’wari no too lol ) but it kinda just stuck with him as he got older he really loves butterflies the most he loves to take care of the small caterpillars feeding them and watching them grow into the beautiful chrysalis hanging from the large cage he has them in to prevent them getting way or someone messing with them once they hatch before they can fully open their wings ofc once they do he brings them some sweet fruit juice and feeds them from his finger before letting his little babies fly off into the world it’s his favorite part because he gets to start all over again!
He has a bad habit of doing before thinking without out a doubt getting him in trouble nearly everyday he’s been cleaning the Ilus for years now it’s not even a punishment anymore besides he loves animals sometime more then his people
He can’t make jewelry it either falls apart or it’s terrible ugly and the string looks to bulky with the clumsy knots he used to keep the shells and rocks in place but he can make a MEAN net okay like this man right here makes the strongest nets the clan has ever seen making it possible to catch big fish in the seasons where the fish are hard to find, they scoop that big bitch up and just take it to shore before thanking it for its sacrifice to feed the clan in this time of need (thank you great beast that he doesn’t want to eat but will lol)
He’s a cuddle monster from the time he was just a baby he was attached to his dear mom making everyone think he’s gonna be a mamas boy with out a doubt but from the time he was able to follow his dad around while ronal took care of the sick and his baby sister he realized his dad had not a single problem carrying his son on his back, in fact tono’wari liked to carry him because he felt like he missed out on the the cuddly years of his childhood his son being almost 6 now but soon realizing his beautiful son was just as much interested in being held by his sempal as he was his mother, soon moving him to carry him with one arm under him and one around his small Frame keeping him safe from all danger he’s sons head firmly pressed his chest as he snoozes away, even as an adult he finds himself cuddling his family lol when his parents are sitting in bed doing their little routines of getting ready for bed like ronal sewing up some clothes and Tono fixing up a net for the hunt tomorrow, he would lay between them just talking about their days before making his way to his baby sisters room touching her stuff, making muscles at himself in the mirror, and pulling her hair the classic big brother things he gives her a big bone crushing hug just to hear her complain before dropping her on her plush nest of a bed before making his way to his own house lol
Small head cannon for baby Ao’nung
Dedicated to @prettiestplanetarian
Ao’nung had just takin his first steps not to long ago now pretty much confident in his ability to get around, Tono was a very proud sempal saying that it was a sign from eywa that he was destined for great things for learning to walk so fast and so easy at that in fact that was exactly what he was bragging about to a few of the warriors that were also new to parent hood. Completely engrossed in the conversation to see his brave little boy completely fucking taking off like vvvvvvvvvvvrrrroooooom!!!!! right down the path to the beach like he knew where his little legs were carrying him he didn’t even hesitate to jump belly first into the water shortly after being taken further in the water by the large waves sucking him further further unfortunately the poor baby has no idea what swimming is he just knows that the water is fun that he loves the water. Right now as he has difficulties breathing he’s very scared tears running down his face right before he could take a big gulp of water an ilu swam up to him placing her nose right under his belly lifting him out of the water enough to breath before swimming him to shore placing the baby on the sand nuzzling against him to keep him warm in the cool air as if she knows that he needs help immediately, just as the baby starts to come back to reality not so scared anymore his sempal comes running with many worried warriors by his side, before snatching him off the ground crying tears of joy thanking the animal and eywa for watching over his precious baby boy in his time of negligence so happy that he is still here safe and smiling so brightly all while petting his sempals face as if to say “hey dad look I’m tough all in one piece see”
I hope y’all liked it I was gonna do one similar to nat’tayams but I thought I wouldn’t be able to make it much different the his tbh I did put something about food in this one tho lol I think I like this better anyways thanks for reading y’all and I honestly could do more of these this is just what’s on the top of my mind rn lol
Taglist: none mostly because she’s already tagged and I’m not gonna do it twice that’s weird lol if you’d like to be added for when I post (only stuff to read ofc) I’d be glad to tag you ❤️
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slocumjoe · 1 year
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companions work at a grocery store
Cait; Cart attendant and odd jobs. Does some cleaning, some stocking, gets paid for whatever she does. Nick's just happy she's staying out of trouble. If she were a worse person, she'd drink before driving to work. As if stands, drinks at work. She works with earbuds in, and it's a wonder she isn't deaf with how loud she blasts her music. Very grumpy, good luck getting help from her. Surprisingly doesn't steal. "Not from this store, anyway," she says. Will offer to walk lone women back to their cars if its dark out. Survives entirely off of Preston's reject cakes.
Curie; Pharmacist. Very fast, very knowledgeable. You won't spend more then 5 minutes at her counter. She'll notice things about you and recommend treatments which gets her in trouble. Some people get put off by her advice. Sometimes buys the other employees food when she thinks they haven't eaten yet. Buys veggies and makes a salad in-store for her own lunch. Always has an ice tea in her hand. Her coworkers are pretty sure she's won awards; not sure why she's there.
Danse; Loss prevention/security. When he first got the job, you would have thought it was a CIA position. But a few months into it, noticed that most shoplifters are stealing essentials. Had that moment of "hey, shouldn't this at least be cheaper, if not free?" and radicalized overnight. Nowadays, mostly throws out people throwing tantrums, makes sure Cait eats and sobers up before driving home, and keeps Hancock from getting them all sued. Takes migraine tablets like candy, will give you hugs if a customer is shitty to you. Mom to Nick's Dad.
Deacon; Cashier. Much like X6 and Curie, why is he there? He has a lot of money. Like...way too much. Trust fund kid? Porn star? He's very chatty and friendly, will remember you even if you only shopped there once. He'll show up to work dressed as one of his coworkers and try to take over their job when someone calls out sick or something. They appreciate it, because money, but still...creepy. 'Yes, and's angry customers, baffles them by becoming more belligerent than they are. Tries to fight Danse and Hancock in a customer's stead.
Gage; Butcher. Legend has it he went to prison for hacking people, and wants a way to legally get his fix. No. He bought a pack of deli meat for sandwiches, and was disappointed with the consistency of the slices. If you want something done right, do it yourself. Rarely seen outside of the deli or his car. He's pretty sure the bakery guy has a crush on him. Materializes out of thin air to egg on Hancock. Shockingly, pretty good customer service. Needs maybe three, four words before he knows what they're asking for. Has never been wrong. Judges you if you make a big deal out of buying leaner cuts.
Hancock; Custodian. Work buddies with Cait. He doesn't work with earbuds in, prefers to think. If you catch him when he's not busy, talks your ear off about history and politics. Will call customers out on the spot if they're...y'know, doing customer things. Danse comes in before it can ever escalate to a fight. He cleans slowly, but thoroughly. Also comes from money, and definitely sells on the side. Open about being here just for realistic, proletarian experience. Thinks its good for the soul. Keeps you humble. Has tested every brand of brownie mix for weed and will recommend the best one for 'his people'.
MacCready; Part-time bagger, part-time overnight stocker. Mac takes his kid to school, comes to work as a bagger, goes and gets Duncan, brings him home, and stays with him until bedtime. Then he comes back as a stock clerk. He studies for better jobs on his breaks. So tired. Drinks so much coffee. His coworkers all but throw free food at him. He hates it, but knows better than to turn something down for his own pride. Keeps things customers leave in the store. If it was, like, a phone, he'd give it back. It's never a phone. It's shoes, socks. A set of kitchen knives, once. They don't sell knives.
Nick; Retired detective turned store manager who thought running a store would be less emotionally taxing than crime scenes. He was wrong. Ellie, the assistant manager, handles the actual numbers and paperwork. Handles belligerent folks, will blacklist without a care. Would give everyone raises if the corporate higher-ups would let him. Older problem shoppers get sent his way—they can't 'respect your elders' him. Calls the cops when people sexually harass his cashiers, Piper and Deacon disguised as Piper. Feels like he had a better opinion of humanity when he was working in crime. Cannot believe none of his employees are felons.
Preston; Bakery. Wants Gage dead. He gives 'reject' goods to his coworkers (not Gage). Very tired man, takes out frustration on bread dough. Will offer free samples even if the sign isn't up. Won't charge extra for wedding cakes, mostly because the final product never lives up up to his own expectations. Has perfected the 'this isn't a stupid idea' expression. He's a chain store baker, not Cake Boss. But he tries, bless him. Best customer service, naturally helpful, just wants you to be happy. The only employee to actually fight a customer.
Piper; Cashier as well, does her own bagging. Quick with her hands. Also very chatty, but not to Deacon's extent. She prefers to get her people in an out quickly. Will talk politics based on what she can glean from her customers. Sends extreme couponers to Deacon, she's not paid enough for that crap. Will smuggle small candy packages from storage if they're damaged in some way, takes them more openly since Danse eased up. Nick doesn't care. Makes the best instant Ramen in the breakroom's kitchenette, will make it for coworkers she likes.
X6-88; Florist. He wears nondescript black clothing and sunglasses indoors. If you Google them, they cost more than anyone's annual salary. He conceal-carries. Freaked out Danse when he brought it up months after his employment. "I need to know these things!" "I just told you, sir." His bouquets are...unnatural. Like, geometric, too perfect. Tsks when a customer puts in a request he doesn't approve of. Very judgemental. If you order a bouquet for your spouse, and another for a side piece, will purposefully mix them up. He used to work at a government facility and drives a vintage hearse. 100% has killed people. Gives flowers to whoever buys him sugary frappacinos.
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freefolkfightorflight · 5 months
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Brain Dump
I started my adhd meds again for the first time in 2 years and my brain is like hey. We got a lot of thinking to do so here you go. My current fixation as I sit on the bed telling myself to clean and wash my damn sheets im covered in.
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Me: I just feel so ugly
Him: you are beautiful and good. You just have one defect and you know what it is. (I’m kind of a ho who lies when I think imma be in trouble😩)
Me: you too. You are handsome and good. You just have one defect and you know what it is. (He’s insecure and jealous)
Him: do you want to marry me?
Me: yes
Him: ok good
Me: ok…😍😂 wtf, Alej
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I think we are both broken children just trying to make it through life and it’s sad and ugly sometimes. But a lot of times it’s really passionate and beautiful.
I don’t know why I’m posting this. This isn’t new news. We’ve talked about marriage before. I’m there. He’s there. I have a ring. he called it a pre engagement ring. And I’m like so a promise ring? And he’s like no. PRE! Lol. but it’s NOT an engagement ring. I don’t care but he does.
Speaking of. He’s more traditional than I’m willing to ever be again. I will never cook every single night. I will never commit to do things like that on a forever basis again. Sometimes I’m scared he will be disappointed in that. But I haven’t faked it these past 2 years. He’s gotta know exactly what he’s getting with me.
It’s just challenging because he’s an immigrant who still has a wife in Mexico. They married super young. they’ve been separated 25 years. She lives with her ‘fiance’/boyfriend etc. but she refuses to sign the divorce papers. Every few months she dangles signing the divorce papers in front of him, asks for money, he pays her, she disappears til the next time she needs money. Currently she’s saying she will sign the papers and he’s just done being used. I keep thinking maybe she means it this time. But he knows her better. He wants to go back to Mexico to sort it out but *I* don’t want him to bc it’s so fucking dangerous coming back. He’s got 3 kids and his mom here. Please don’t leave me to care for them all if you die. Lands alive.
That’s another obstacle. The mom doesn’t want to live with me. SAME😳 but I’d at least attempt it for the good of the whole family. She said absolutely not. He said absolutely not. She wants/needs her own place when me and him get married. Have you seen rent now a days? How will we afford a place for 5 kids, and then at least 2 bedrooms for her? (For when she has his girls). Lol. He doesn’t seem concerned about this part, but I am.
I have an evil ex who put in the child custody agreement that I’m not allowed to live with a significant other unless we are married 🙄bc yes let’s do this again. otherwise I wouldn’t care so much. Like we are two years in. I’d rather just live together. Test the waters. and fuck marriage prior to that just bc of how bad it’s been in my history. But I do see myself being with him forever. So it’s fine. Whatever. Except we can’t bc his ‘ex’. Brah
I just feel chatty and already talked his ear off🙈
I texted every girlfriend I know and they’ve all stopped responding bc I’m talking too much. Send help
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practickles · 2 months
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It's downright criminal that these two have never interacted.
Absolute. Drama. Queens. 
Neither of them can just sit still and take it, they are either flailing and squealing like it’s the one thing between them and spontaneous combustion or twitching violently and complaining nonstop (never meaning a word of course) 
Ticklish tummy solidarity. I don’t make the rules, sorry. 
Tha image of them just sitting next to each other, gradually hiking up each others shirt and tickling oh so softly without either laughing or saying a word. It’s kind of become an unspoken game for them at this point. The first one to giggle gets nonstop raspberries for at least 5 minutes. They have a pretty even win/loss streak. 
These two are stubborn, so tickle fights can get intense and often start with no warning. 
All it takes is a few fingers under either of their arms and suddenly its been an hour and both are exhausted and panting on the floor. 
Ena for sure plays dirty too. Does that thing where she pretends to be giving a break but right as Tsukasa inhales, she tickles him again. She’s also really mean by means of going for bad spots and not letting up for even a moment. 
It is no understatement to say that both of those make him lose his mind screaming. 
Pretty much the only advantages he has on her are physical. He’s got size, strength, and endurance but in every other sense she has him completely beat. Yeah he can pin her but that won’t stop the teasing, which is half the battle for him.
Neither of them mind how often he loses though.
I’ve talked on here before about Tsukasa being the most dramatic and playful, but also the sweetest ler out there. That 100% rings true when he goes for Ena too. 
She’s the type to be easily frustrated and then take that frustration out on herself. Luckily for her, her boyfriend hates that and has a much better solution for it (read: frequently tickling her to pieces)
Idk, I think Ena comfort tickles would just be a common thing for them in general. 
Tsukasa is one of the only people in her life who she feels comfortable enough to admit to that she kind of maybe just a little bit doesn’t hate being tickled. 
He, of course, understands that’s Ena-speak for “she loves to be tickled. It makes her happy.” He also knows she’s frequently in need of comfort. 
Body image issues? Soft tickles everywhere she’s insecure while he whispers how pretty his girlfriend is. Insecure about her art? Tickling her until she forgets and saying the corniest stuff like “if your art is half as lovely as that laugh, then you have no reason to worry.” Trouble waking up? Try staying in bed when you’re too busy squirming. 
It is a miracle she hasn’t burnt to a crisp yet with how easily he can make her blush.
Another embarrassing thing he does is the theatrics.
He just makes.. Such a big deal about how fun it is for both of them and is clearly so engrossed in it. 
Playing characters and high pitched “kitchi kitchi” noises serve to remind Ena exactly what’s going on and exactly why she’s not pulling away.
The worst part for her is the fact that he’s not even trying to fluster her with the tickling. It’s just an added bonus if/when he notices it. He’s just so affectionate she can’t help getting all embarrassed.
Ena, on the other hand, does not at all take Tsukasa’s sweetness into account when he winds up on the receiving end. 
Ena loves to draw on Tsukasa in general, like doodling on his arms/hands whenever she's feeling antsy but especially loves being able to take the time to make use of his stomach when she's in the mood for a longer “project”.
Really it's just an excuse to see/touch Tsukasa's tummy but he doesn't need to know that. Sometimes she doesn't even draw, just traces shapes with her finger or a clean paintbrush.
“Such a beautiful and strong canvas. So perfect for me” is all that needs to come out of her mouth for Tsukasa to be ready and able to do anything she could ever want.
She’s one to keep her nails always well done and pretty and that fact has nearly sent Tsukasa to his grave so many times. 
He already loves how they look, he can recognize the artistry and has even considered having his own done. But when they’re wiggling towards him? He’s an absolute goner. She knows exactly how to pinch his ribs and slowly drag them around. 
To the point where he’s associated that with her nails and even looking at her hands too long can put him in a lee mood. 
Tickles to get him to shut up. 
Tsukasa has a unique talent of being able to fill any room’s silence with his voice going on and on and on. Ena has a talent for filling the room with his laughter instead.
Tsukasa can get kind of overenthusiastic and reactive at times, but that's not necessarily a bad thing. Sometimes though, feeling so much at once is overwhelming and what better way of tiring yourself out than annoying your vindictive girlfriend into wrecking you to pieces?
A classic favorite of his is to poke Ena over and over, sometimes somewhere ticklish to make her jumpy or even just her cheek just to be annoying. 
Because he lacks subtlety, she always knows what’s going on. 
Whether she draws it out and makes him admit it or immediately gets him back depends on her mood. Tsukasa loves both regardless, it’s a win-win.
He gets downright whiney if she drags it on too long but still won’t ask. The best she’ll ever get is a little mumble.
When Ena is in the ever elusive “soft ler” mode, she has a tendency to become absolutely captivated with any smile of Tsukasa’s. She just wants to look at him all day. Every single one of his features is perfect to her. 
He gets so so shy from the attention, Ena just has to tickle him right back out of his shell. 
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5 Important Tips for San Diego Hikes for Beginners
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Want to visit some of the most popular San Diego Hikes? Well, this article will ensure that you do it effectively and safely. Being a best travel guide, we have listed five prominent things that you need to remember while hiking for the first time. 
Hiking Tips For San Diego Hikers.
San Diego hikes can be an amazing way to break away from the mundane and explore something new and offbeat. Furthermore, hiking can be a great cardio exercise and help people remain healthy physically as well as mentally. And if you are in San Diego, you will get plenty of opportunities to do so. The southern part of California is full of hiking trails that will satiate your cravings for the wilderness.This is why most of the tourists who visit this part of the world consider visiting these trails without fail. 
However, hiking is not just walking up the hills. This oversimplification is something that every novice hiker ends up making before embarking on a hiking trail. Hiking can be quite rewarding if you know how to do it effectively. If you are not prepared for everything that the trail will throw at you, you might end up being in a problem. Therefore, in order to help you enjoy the trail, here is a list of five key tips that you need to remember. The last one can actually save you from a bear attack. 
Choose The Trail
As a hiker, the very first thing that you need to do is to choose a trail properly. Hiking is not just walking the trail. The planning process that precedes the activity is important as well. The planning stage needs to be done diligently in order to make your hiking experience as best as possible. As a hiker, you need to gauge things like your physical proficiency for hiking, The overall trail difficulty, the distance that you are covering, and the kind of ecosystem that the respective wilderness houses. The best way to do this is to start checking local hiking websites, they will educate you effectively.
Be Prepared
The second thing that you need to do is to be prepared. As a young hiker, you might not have proper knowledge of what you might need. Over the years, several hikers ended up in trouble and even died because they were underprepared. In fact, every year, at least 100 people lose their way while hiking and have to be airlifted. Therefore be prepared. Make a list of all the things a beginner hiker might need. Some of the most basic and important things you need include rations, water, means to light a fire, a compass, walking sticks, first aid kids, insulated clothing, emergency shelter, etc. You might not need most of the things if you plan your hikes properly, but what if you do? Better be safe than sorry. 
Do Not Leave Trace
This sounds more like a murder guide at this point, but trust me, this is an actual principle that hikers follow. The primary driving force behind the ‘leave no trace’ principle is that you do not litter or leave useless junk. If you are on an overnight hiking trail, you might end up littering inadvertently. It is okay. But make sure that you dispose of everything in a bag that is specifically used for taking care of trash. This is not only a way to keep the campgrounds clean, but it is also a way to keep you safe. Animals can follow you for miles if they pick your scent. Do not take a chance. Bring everything back. 
Share Responsibly
This is purely for people who want to experience hiking in a group. I mean, the first thing about a good Hiker is that he or she must be self-reliant. But that does not mean that he or she should not be a team player. If you are hiking across a trail with a group, you need to bring value to the group. Do not be the negative nelly, and do not share responsibilities. Such an attitude will not win you friends. Therefore, assign yourselves duties according to your strengths and weaknesses and keep fulfilling them to make things better for everyone involved. 
Be Kind
This is something that you need to bring into every facet of your life. Kindness cannot be explained with a hard and fast description. But I think kindness on a trail is a show of respect. Do not disrespect the natural order or your fellow hikers. Follow what your guide is telling you, and try not to go deliberately out of the way to disturb Mother Nature and her rules. Be kind to animals, do not try to interact with them. Let them be, and they will let you be. 
The End
So, those are all the important pointers that you need to keep in mind while trailblazing some of the most famous San Diego Hikes. As a beginner, if you follow these rules to the T, we assure you that your first hiking trail will be an unforgettable experience for you. Good Bye!
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Hi ARIES, look we know you lurk around here because Ana has mentioned how she gets weekly asks calling her a dickriding cunt. Gotta assume it’s you at this point. I know this is a long message but i suggest you read it.
We know you are the reddit poster. We also know who “the minor that percy groomed and abused” is and we know the age difference between them is not 5 years like you said (even though initially you said about 3-4…you should have read your proof better tbh) but about 2.5 years and we also know that this girl still follows percy and katie on ig. (For those who dont know, dont try to find this girl ppl its impossible she changer her name in ig). And he followed her before your army of minions bullied him into unfollowing all his friends and art pages on insta. If she was so terrified and abused by him why is she still following him and his current gf or ex gf wtv they are? Ohh and speaking of this minor, there is proof on ig of you doing drugs with her when she was still a minor and you were over 18. Thats not a great! People are not exposing her because its obvious she does not wanna get involved, shes only 18. But thats because Percy defenders have respect and dont wanna scoop low. That is also the reason why the reddit post proof has not been shared. So keep that in mind.
as for your SA allegations, i dont want to assume what SA is like for any given person but if you did meet him at a party, you yourself said he “ touched your back and hips and asked you to chill”. So basically he hit on you? you also said it was not violent and that you know some people will say its nothing. Why would you say that at all if what he really did was SA? I also find it strabge how you seem to post insta stories from ever party you ever go to lately but you didnt back then? During the age of smartphones. And also you should tell Kayla DMs dont get deleted when someone blocks you or an app gets updated.
but anyways, dont wanna get too much into debunking proof, there a lot if that on twitter. I wanna tell you that it is more than clear you are not well. The way you post on reddit, especially facebook. I know its not easy mental health wise and you need help. Those tweets you tweeted yesterday, about how you have done horrible things and cant apologise, dont know what thats about but if its about Percy you should come clean. I know you never will though, too much to ask for because what you and your friends have done is truly inhumane. You took a small toxic part of a teens life, when he was probably troubled and part of an awful group of friends with those girls and that brycen guy and embelished a situation to put a narrative out there that he was some weekly rapist. And you all know this, thats why you dont have better proof, thats why the only things you could provide was proof he cheated on Karis and told Desiree she wasnt a liar and had to inform himself because it was the first time he had to deal with this and it was a delicate situation. If he raped girls every weekend, why was it the first time he had to deal with that when desiree says she got raped at a party? Desiree does not deny whatbhe says at all. Also, why did Kayla text a rapist to call someone to make all this end? Why give a rapist any chance to apologize or “explain himself”? Makes no sense. you see Aries the very own ss you girls shared invalidate the narrative you were trying to put out there. Because you all knew simply saying he was a womanizer and a bully would not be enough to cancel him.
Not a lot of people have any compassion left for you. Maybe im soft but I kind of do. Because I had a family member who had the issues that you are dealing with now and I know how hard it is. You need help, professional help and to find the right medication and the right dosage as well. And you need to get off social media, it is the worst thing for someone in your situation. You should come clean about how you feel and what you did and close it off. Disconnect, clear your mind and girl i dont know if you are seeing one or not, but you need a better doctor or therapist. I do feel for you a bit, even if so many people dont because i dont think you’re thinking straight and i think you are very confused and in crisis.
i dont know about the rest of the girls, but wtv grudge they held against percy from high school, they got their revenge. He will have haters forever, this will forever be a stain on his life and career. You have all done SO MUCH damage, you have no idea! So congratulations but now ENOUGH IS ENOUGH! From all you!
i truly wish you get the help you need one day
I'm glad there are still compassionate people in this world, because I am one of the people who have no kindness or compassion left for her or any of the Shitshow sisters.
I hope karma gets her good.
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Going ahead and dumping Chapter three.
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Chapter: 1 & 2
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❧ Summary: The Belladonna’s were always successful in keeping a low profile. They kept their numbers small, and their friendships smaller. After Kuryu discovers they have the ideal location for their casino, they start causing trouble for the group. With the help of the Amamiya Brothers, and the S.W.O.R.D district, they must overcome the biggest battle of their lives.
❧ Genre: Angst, some fluff, there's betrayal.
❧ Characters: Masaki, Hiroto, S.W.O.R.D Members, Original Characters.
❧ Pairings: Masaki/OFC, Hiroto/OFC.
❧ A/N: This is a work in progress, I have 4 chapters written, working on 5 now. Please bare with me as my job keeps me busy, but I'll push out chapters as I can. Hopefully you enjoy ♡ Also I'm super nervous on sharing this piece, so please go easy on the slaying
➺ Taglist: @stardragongalaxy
Reign was awakened by the sound of her pots and pans being moved around. She rubbed her eyes as she made her way downstairs. As far as she thought, she was home alone. She got to the bottom of the steps as she noticed a petite figure searching her cupboards and pulling ingredients out. Kaiya sauntered in the kitchen as she backed the figure in the corner. The lady let out a scream, dropping the pans on the floor.
“Don’t you know breaking and entering does give me the right to have her attack, right?”
“Please, I meant no harm, I just wanted to make you breakfast."
“I’m not sure how or why your thought process went in the direction that this was acceptable.”
After getting a better look, she noticed the girl that she saved, Emiko. She was becoming quite troublesome for Reign.
“I just wanted to thank you for saving me,” she was trembling, terrified of Kaiya.
“Kaiya heel,” Reign walked around the bannister, entering the kitchen, “How did you learn where I lived?”
“I had help in finding you,” she picked the pans off the floor as she continued on with cooking.
Reign sat at the bar confused on who helped find her. “Who helped you?”
“I have friends.”
“Yeah well in about 10 seconds I’m going to have to call these friends and tell them to come meet you at the ER. Now who told you?”
Emiko stopped looking away from Reign’s dagger filled glares.
“A guy named Cobra, he told me he’d help find you.”
Reign sat and thought about the name, but nothing rang a bell on how she’d know anyone outside her three close friends; even her two new friends. She’d appease Emiko and let her finish her task, cause she was hungry after all, but she wanted to know why and how he found her.
“Why did you feel the need to track me down?”
“I need your help…” Emiko started fidgeting.
“I don’t know what you heard, but it’s not true and I’m not a miracle worker. I have my own shit to deal with. I don’t need to play wonder woman for anyone,” Reign glared arms crossed.
“Why are you so mean?”
“My business was practically leveled. I have no workers, no clients, and not enough patience for anything right now.”
Emiko laid a plate in front of her and poured a cup of coffee, “You seriously won’t hear me out? Just listen on why I think you can help. You took down Kuryu members without an ounce of fear in your eyes. Nobody, women for that matter, have the balls to do that without being powerful in their own way.”
Reign picked at her food trying to tune Emiko out, but it was all in vain. It bothered her more that she was successful of living in privacy for so long and now that was in shambles. Emiko cleaned the dishes as Reign decided to find Cobra.
“You’re going to show me where I can find this Cobra character,” Reign went upstairs to get dressed.
When she came back down, Emiko looked confused but nodded.
“Only if you decide to help me. I won’t rat him out unless you make a promise you’ll help me.”
“I’ll hear you out but I’m not making any promises. Especially if my life is in danger, more so than it was before.”
Emiko nodded in agreement, this was the best she felt she was going to get. Reign handed her helmet to Emiko as she took off in the direction that was given.
“I understand and would love to help but the decision is not mine alone,” Kurenai was pacing with the two groups in front of her.
Her arm was throbbing from the pain as she looked down noticing the bandage getting wet. Suddenly it started to drip, but as soon as someone tried to help, she would shoot them glares having them back off.
“We have a mutual enemy, and it would benefit all of us to work together,” the ones in the jacket reasoned.
“Even if we have mutual enemies as you say, they will pick off anyone associated with Sword. Again, even if I’m the eldest, it’s not my call as I do not lead our team.”
Reign hung back before she made her presence aware. It was odd to her that they were there. She had heard of the S.W.O.R.D. divisions, but she was having a hard time understanding why they wanted to bring the Belladonna’s in this fight.
“How did you know where I lived?” Reign broke Cobra’s concentration as his crew shared glances.
Kurenai’s demeanor softened seeing her best friend.
“Here’s your chance, Cobra,” Kurenai smirked.
Reign took place next to Kurenai noticing her arm. “Are you okay Kure? I have my instruments outside, I'll stitch your arm.” She turned to Emiko, “Please go get my supplies from the saddle bag.”
A few moments later Emiko returned as Kurenai sat down. Reign placed the items on the table after disinfecting her work space.
“You have the amount of time it takes for me to stitch her up, to explain why you ever so kindly disclosed my location,” she threaded the needle meeting his glance.
“Before you begin, they did help me on a fight earlier that day, when your business got hit, especially Smoky's crew. So try to remain as calm as you possibly can.”
“I’m calm, at least for now. I’m just having a hard time grasping why my new friend Emiko knew where we lived. Big stick Kurenai,” she pulled the needle through Kurenai’s arm looking at the two guys.
Kurenai shot Cobra a glare of discontent learning of the new information.
“Kuryu is trying to take us out.”
“And what does this have to do with us exactly?” Reign met his glance.
“Your business was hit was it not? Kirinji and Nikaido have you in their radar, meaning they won’t stop until they take you out as well.”
Reign looked up as he met her glance, “What is it you’re wanting from us?”
“We'd like to offer help for your group if you help us,” Smoky stole her attention.
She scoffed. They were still dancing around the real reason they wanted the Belladonna’s in their corner.
“So you want us to join this fight against the most powerful syndicate in the world? For what exactly,” she was almost done stitching as their time was running out.
“Why are you being so crass? You need our help just as much as we need you!”
“I’m sorry and you are?” Reign paused annoyed this one raised his voice at her. She didn't like to be yelled at.
“I’m Chiharu, I know firsthand how dangerous they are. This isn’t just some game.”
“Chiharu is it, all you guys are doing are flapping your jaws. I am almost done stitching her arm. Once I tie and cut, I’m leaving. So get to the point or leave us be,” she growled focusing on Kurenai’s arm.
“We know you four are powerful in your own right. That these day jobs are just a cover up for how dangerous you truly are, but you only go after the worst people in the world,” Cobra finally got to the point. “Your crew name reflects who you are. We need help to take them down.”
Reign looked over as everyone was staring her down, awaiting her reaction. “Good job on learning about us, but I'm hoping we're not going to be just some pawns in this messed up chess game. The fact that us four will be in the most danger we’ve ever been in is what pisses me off,” she cut the thread and tied it. “There better be a solid plan if I'm going to send my girls to do your bidding.”
Reign stood up gathering her items pushing past the two groups. She avoided the looks from around the room.
“Reign, we aren’t sending you alone, you’ll have all of us to utilize. Every single SWORD member.” Cobra grabbed her arm stopping her in her tracks.
“We'll see, just don’t get us killed,” she continued walking out the door as she let out a sigh of exasperation.
It confused everyone to see her on the bike. Emiko ran behind climbing on. Reign looked at Kure for guidance since she was annoyed. Kure chuckled as she walked back inside.
“You heard her. We’ll see how much it’s worth fighting for,” Kure passed a note to Cobra and Smoky with directions on it.
“You can't be serious, what are you doing?” Reign was annoyed at this point.
“You brought me here, what else am I supposed to do, walk?”
“From the sounds of it, this is going to be dangerous, you can't be involved,” Reign turned slightly.
“I'm not leaving your side.”
“You will leave my side. Go to your parents.”
“I can't, they're not here.”
“Your friends. Go bug them.”
“I don’t have any.”
Reign rested her head on the tank. She had one idea, which was to take her right back to where she found her originally. She rode to the club as there weren't any patrons. Reign entered as everyone was wearing white; besides her. She definitely stood out like a sore thumb. She stood in amazement as everyone just watched her.
“Do you have an appointment?” a couple of the guys circled her, wondering who she was and what she wanted.
“I don’t, but I’m bringing your girlfriend back to you.”
They all looked at her as they smiled. She still didn’t see the main one that caught her eye that night. He was the one she wanted to talk to.
“She’s not a girlfriend of anyone here, but maybe you can be.”
“The amount of white in one room, and that comment is enough to give me a migraine. Please, I just want to talk to the one in glasses.”
“What do you want with Rocky exactly?”
“Emiko will be in danger if she stays with me. He seemed really concerned about her well-being that night, I just need his help in keeping her safe.”
“Wait you’re in danger?” the one with the bandana pushed through the crowd.
“Yes, but my point is that she needs protection,” Reign looked around the room finally spotting Rocky.
She shoved through the crowd as he stood up resting on the cane he had.
“Who is after you?”
“That's no concern of yours, I can handle myself. As annoying as Emiko is being right now, I don't want her in danger.”
Rocky ushered her to sit. Her body language told him of her reluctance. One of his guys brought her a drink to ease her nerves. She thanked him.
“We will keep her safe, I promise. But you must let us protect you too,” he walked over to the couch in front of her. “Our specialty is to protect women,” he lifted her chin to look into her eyes.
“If ever I need protection, I'll seek you out,” she stood up bowing to Rocky.
Reign started out the door as Emiko stopped her. “Will you be okay?”
“Relax, I’m a Belladonna. We are poisonous to others,” Reign turned back around to Rocky, “thank you.”
She left wanting to salvage what she could out of the clinic. The sooner she took care of important documents, the better. The clinic was empty and depressing as she stood, leaning on the doorframe, throwing the keys on the counter as she shut the door behind her. Sakura was on her post as she chirped happily, bobbing. She was the only positive thing in the clinic now. She placed her coat on as she playfully checked Sakura over hyping her up.
The boys that fought alongside her, strolled back in looking around, noticing her talking to the bird.
“I’m sorry kids, I'm closed indefinitely,” Sakura climbed on her shoulder.
“Why?”
She looked at Murayama quizzically, wondering if he caught amnesia from the fight. “Uhm, since my furniture and stuff became firewood.”
“That's a shame,” he plopped down on the ground in front of her.
“Kiddo, is there a direct reason you’re here, or are you just that bored?”
“The latter. Also it's really demeaning to call me Kiddo. I'm twenty you know.” Murayama frowned.
“Ey! That is Murayama! The leader, you will have respect!”
Reign’s eye twitched as she grabbed Seki's ear leading him to the middle of the floor causing puzzlement amongst the others.
“You will not yell at me,” she released his ear, “now how do you speak properly to a lady? Especially one that's older.”
Murayama and Furuya just smiled at her actions. She wasn’t just some lady. She had grit which they respected and liked. Maybe a little too much.
“I'm sorry Oneesan,” he looked down as Furuya smacked the back of his head.
“That’s better,” she focused on Murayama, “I won't call you Kiddo any more. Thank you for assisting me that day, I appreciate it.”
“This is what we do. We're the best at fighting since a lot of us aren't academically inclined.”
“What school do you all attend?”
“Oya. So, Oneesan, how long do you plan to be closed?”
“I'm not sure. My employees all quit, and my clients are terrified to come back. I don't blame them since this happened twice.”
“You can't quit, you've been here forever Oneesan,” Furuya looked down as he placed his hands in his pockets.
“Well unless I get employees and my business fixed, I have no other choice.”
Murayama’s phone went off as he smiled. He looked up at her as he jolted up, grabbing her hand leading her to the door.
“Where are you taking me?” Reign didn't notice she still had Sakura attached to her.
“Just come on. Be adventurous for once, like us,” the building next door was dark. When he led her inside, the lights came on causing her eyes to have a hard time adjusting. She rubbed them noticing Kurenai, Ivy, and Siyeon just smiling.
“What is this?”
“Your new workplace. Do you like it?”
Reign looked around confused at what she was seeing exactly. It was definitely bigger and more inviting than next door.
“I…I love it,” she was excited to see a furnished place, but fearful that it wasn’t going to last by Kuryu's hands for long.
Masaki broke her concentration as Sakura climbed on his shoulder warranting his dimple to show.
“Your eyes show fear, but you have us now so don't be scared,” he grabbed her hand.
“I’m not scared, I’m just exhausted. Fighting assholes an x amount of days in a row, eventually wears on someone.”
Kurenai placed her hands around Reign’s eyes turning her around. When she lowered her hands, there was a cake in front of her. Reign wasn’t so sure she wanted to celebrate her birthday but it was turning out to be a good one.
“We love you Reign, happy birthday,” she hugged Reign from behind as she smiled.
Reign got closer as she blew out the candles. Ivy cut the cake as she started handing slices out. Siyeon brought Reign a slice and punch noticing her smile.
“You are finally letting your walls down.”
“What?”
“Masaki Amamiya is crazy about you he can barely handle it. Plus the little psycho is too, it’s adorable you’re his crush.”
“Please don’t let the next words that flow out your mouth be, ‘you need to jump his bones',” unbeknownst that Masaki was right behind her.
“Can I have a slice?” he was grinning from hearing their conversation.
Reign spit her drink out as she started coughing. She glared at Siyeon for the set up. Siyeon handed him a slice as she noticed Reign’s cheeks developed a rose color. Reign tried her best at avoiding his gaze, but she finally looked up at him.
“Reign, your blush compliments your face,” Masaki took a bite of cake as he chuckled walking back to his brother.
“Why can’t I have normal friends?”
“Who wants to be normal? That sounds boring,” Murayama sat in the chair besides her. “So you just need clients and employees now right?”
“It’s not going to be that easy Murayama. Word of mouth is powerful, I can be destroyed by it. Nevertheless, you shouldn’t bother yourself with my problems, it’ll stress you out for no reason.”
“Hey Oneesan!” Him yelling at Reign when she walked off confused her and made her turn abruptly, “I’m making it my problem.”
“She doesn’t like to be yelled at. Chiharu almost lost his life,” Cobra chuckled as his crew shuffled in alongside Smoky and Rocky.
Her new building was filled with almost all of the sword alliance, and Emiko. She stood there puzzled why she was being punished for something she was unaware of. They almost seemed pleasant though. The door opened to a group of guys she hadn't seen before.
“About damn time guys,” Kurenai laughed seeing Hyuga finally grace them with his presence.
“Feeble parties don’t usually interest us,” Hyuga grabbed snacks off the table, before finding a corner to lay down; away from the other factions.
“Who's this exactly?” Reign was curious.
“That's Hyuga, Oneesan. He doesn't bother himself with anything,” Furuya shoved cake in his mouth actually stunned he showed up.
“How’s the protection going? You need us yet?” Lassie and Heidi joined her side.
“Nope, I’m still just fine.”
“Oneesan doesn’t like to be bothered with knight in shining armor types. Besides, with Oya, she’ll never have to worry about anything, so scurry along to women that needs saving,” Murayama placed his arm around her shoulder smiling at The White Rascals.
“Don’t be a pest Murayama,” Rocky stepped forward, “we saw her fight and aren’t implying she needs a knight in shining armor. That wouldn’t be you anyways.”
Reign laughed at the fact that she had a crazy guard dog ready to pounce for her.
“Chill boys, no need for the hostility. We're here for a celebration. Not a dick measuring contest,” Kurenai chuckled pulling Reign away.
“Are you really okay Reign?”
“I will be. This was cool of you all to do, so thank you. Hiroto has been eyeing you,” she nudged Kurenai playfully.
“He is really charming.”
“Yeah that chain sickle move he did, was right up your alley,” she subtly glanced over at Masaki as he was in conversation with Hiroto and another.
“You know, it doesn't hurt to have friends, like Ivy and Sisi stated. You do deserve to find happiness outside of us Rei.”
“I'm worried that my heart will lead me in the wrong direction,” she looked down.
“You'll never know unless you make that leap. They know what we’re about and he obviously isn’t put off.”
“What did you mean by he knows what we’re about?” Reign was curious as to what Kurenai meant.
“Rei, it’s not a secret anymore, he knows we're the Belladonna’s. They put two and two together; they all did.”
“Why hasn't he said anything?” Reign looked over at Masaki.
“He wants you to be the one to tell him. I know you can't see it, but he's the definition of your ride or die. He’s not a knight in shining armor, but he’s your outlaw on a steel horse.”
Reign just looked at Masaki as she was thinking a lot about what Kurenai pointed out. When he met her glance, he nodded at her, causing her to smile.
“I do find him irresistible. The way he looks at me. I’m worried he’s a playboy,” she scanned the room.
“Go get your man, before someone else does then,” Kurenai shoved her forward.
Reign stood next to Masaki as he was in conversation with his brother, Kohaku, and Tsukumo. She looked back at Kurenai as she mouthed to talk to him.
“Happy Birthday Reign,” Hiroto smiled.
“Thank you, Hiroto. Masaki, a moment?”
They excused themselves as Reign led him next door. She needed to lock up the building anyways, so she used that as a reason to get him to go with her. He opened the door for her as she gathered her thoughts.
“Reign, your party is next door. Your little lover might miss you,” he took a drink messing with her about Murayama.
“Hush he’s a kid. Masaki, when did you figure out who we were?”
“Your crest, it’s Nightshade right? Like your crew name.”
“That doesn’t bother you?”
“Do you attack innocent people?”
“Never have, never will.”
“Then no,” he inched closer to her. “When did you figure out I knew?”
“I didn’t, Kurenai told me,” she shifted with her arms crossed.
Masaki chuckled. “So does that mean you’ve taken what I said into consideration?”
“Maybe,” she pushed up her sleeves.
He lifted her suddenly placing her on the counter, “So are we?”
“Before I say yes, give me a reason-"
He kissed her to shut her up. She had been lip locked before, but his kiss was so different. It slightly frightened her, with how much emotion he had on the end of her lips.
“That works for me,” clearing her throat, her cheeks turned red.
“Just if we fight, don't poison me before we can come up with a solution.”
She giggled, “Guess you’ll have to find a quick solution then,” she leaned in for another kiss.
“Hey whoa, you can’t be a seductress this early in our relationship. I’m pure, an incorruptible soul,” he placed his hand on his chest.
Reign looked at him eyebrow raised. “Mhm. We’ll see.” She jumped off the counter patting him on the chest.
“What’s that supposed to mean Reign?”
“Nothing. I think I’m being missed by my little lover, we better get back,” she walked over to the door smirking.
Masaki smirked as he followed behind. When he got to the door, he grabbed her, turned her around briskly, placing his hand to the side of her face against the wall, “You just remember who your outlaw is.” Lifting her chin up, he kissed her.
Kurenai held her head as she took a deep breath, “I do better at fighting and working than dating…”
She was guarded as well, but a little more than Reign. Hiroto wanted to approach Kurenai as she was in her own zone. He handed Kohaku his drink as he startled Kurenai. She turned around briskly as she had her rainbow dagger to his throat. It had their crest on the handle and a wolf engraved on the blade.
Reign placed her hand over her mouth laughing, “Kurenai never liked being snuck up on.”
“You sure know how to say hello back,” Hiroto chuckled as he lowered the blade, “I didn’t mean to startle you.”
Kurenai smirked placing the dagger back in the sheath. “Sorry, I gotta keep things interesting.”
“Honestly, I wouldn’t expect less,” Hiroto laughed. “So, were you the one to finally talk Reign into giving Masaki a chance?”
“Yeah, she listens to me more than the other two. Plus, they make a cute pair.”
“I see how he acts around women, but she gets a different reaction from him. He really likes her. Hope your girl isn’t a player,” he walked over to the snack table.
“Your brother better not be either, she’ll skin him alive.”
“Honestly, that sounds like a good plan.”
They chuckled noticing the pair. Hiroto looked over at Kurenai admiring her. She was different from others. He also never had a dagger held to him by a woman.
Masaki and Hiroto stayed back to clean up. Siyeon just kept looking at them smiling.
“Hiroto, what kind of women do you like?” Siyeon inquired.
Reign knew where she was going with that, she was about to give Kurenai a hard time now.
“Well, I like strong-willed women,” He looked up.
“Nothing like a woman to hold a dagger to your throat right?”
“Something like that,” Hiroto winked at Kurenai.
Kurenai blushed as she looked away, grinning. Reign nudged Kure giggling.
“So you gonna shoot your shot or wait around like Masaki did?” Siyeon ushered towards Kurenai. “It’s painfully obvious that you like her.”
Hiroto looked over at Kurenai as he was speechless about her friend’s bluntness.
“Sorry Hiro, Sisi doesn’t know how to keep her mouth shut,” Reign tossed a towel at Siyeon. “Kurenai, we can leave so this isn’t anymore awkward for you.”
Reign and Masaki walked out the door, with Sisi and Ivy following behind. Masaki pulled Reign back as he took her to the room next door.
“Masaki, what are you-"
He kissed her again as she held onto his arms, “You don’t know how long I’ve been holding these in.”
“Are you just going to kiss me every chance you get?”
“Every single chance, that you allow me too. Up until you poison me that is,” he brought his forehead to hers.
“I'll only poison you if you stop being affectionate.”
“Oh really?”
“Yup, so pucker up buttercup,” she tiptoed as she kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck.
“You can call me buttercup all you want, but with just us around. That’ll ruin my image and give Hiroto something to mess with me about otherwise.”
“Deal,” she giggled uncontrollably. He was extremely charming to her, making her glad she was doing this whole relationship with him. Masaki was crazy about her already, wanting to prove that he’d have her back in everything.
“C'mon,” Masaki grabbed her hand as he led her to his bike, “Kure and Hiro wanted us to follow.” He climbed on as Reign stepped up on the peg to sit behind him. She wrapped her fingers around his waist as she saw a smirk crossing his face.
They arrived to a warehouse as it seemed dark. Kurenai was already there with Hiroto awaiting the others. Masaki allowed Reign to climb off before kicking the stand.
“Stay close,” Kurenai held Hiroto's hand as she smiled at him pulling him closer to her.
They finally grouped up as Reign was curious why they were there. Noises in the shadows kept distracting her, but she didn’t think anything of it since they were supposed to be in district of Smoky; who was now their ally. The footsteps got louder as Reign tried to focus her eyes. Hiroto thought he noticed someone that was a spitting image of Kurenai, aside from silvery blonde hair, and sharp eyes; the complete opposite of Kurenai’s. He shook off the image meeting Masaki’s glance, as they grabbed the girls placing them behind. He got a weird feeling as they wanted to keep them safe. The districts weren’t their favorite, and there was no telling what was going to happen.
The lights dimmed more as they got in stance. Kurenai noticed as she placed her hand on Hiroto’s chest, “It's okay.”
She walked to the middle of the room as Hiroto tried to pull her back.
“Oh boy if only I could have a picture of all of your faces,” the figure in the dark started chuckling. “Reika Tokunaga, nice of you to bring us sacrifices.”
The lights changed back to normal as everyone adjusted their eyes.
“Kouga, what the hell. Are your morons with you?”
“Hey, that’s not nice Reika,” two other guys joined side with Kouga.
“Guys, this is Kouga, my brother and his two friends Kenshin and Saikon,” she stood next to Kouga.
“So what was it you wanted to see us about and why did you choose here?”
“We have a problem, and this is the safest place right now. Kuryu has honed in on Reign.”
“Who’s Reign and why should we care?”
Reign crossed her arms glaring at Saikon, “Don’t be a dick Saikon.”
“That name is dumb, we told you from the beginning.”
Reign punched him as he stumbled back, “I don’t care what you said.”
“Reign isn’t your name?” Masaki was confused.
“It’s an alias, my actual name is Kaida,” she looked at Masaki feeling guilt now that he didn’t know that. “With us being a Belladonna, we can’t let our real names be known.”
“Oh did we spark a lovers spat? How are you to be involved if you know nothing of her?” Saikon met Masaki’s glare with a chuckle.
“Not very wise to keep them, if you can’t protect them or know them,” Kenshin interjected.
Reign started to pull down her hair as Saikon surrendered, “Whoa okay I’m sorry. It’s been years since we’ve seen you two. Put your sticks back in your head.”
“It’s only been a few months, but joking aside, Kuryu destroyed my office and I know I’m not done seeing them. Your help is greatly appreciated when I need it.”
Kouga bounced happily knowing he was about to be in some action. Deep down he hoped it wouldn’t come to that, since his sister was in danger also, but he was ready to split skulls.
“We got you Reignkaida,” Kenshin held out his fist waiting for everyone to bump.
Masaki and Hiroto understood why their names weren’t disclosed until now, so that wasn’t a problem for them, at least they knew. Kouga wanted to take the edge off, so he offered to buy a round for everyone. It had been a while since they were together, it was well past time for a drink.
“So, what will you do Kaida?” Saikon poured drinks as he met her glance.
“Fight, what else is there to do? I won't go down easily.”
The others were quiet as they had the same thought. It was quite unfortunate she was being targeted, but with the three helping, it would work out in the end.
“It’s a shame you aren’t powerful enough to take them on, seeing as we’re being dragged into this as well,” he took a shot feeling Kaida's foot connect with his shin.
“Didn’t I tell you not to be an asshole?”
“You told me not to be a dick, which I’m rarely that,” he rubbed the place where she kicked him, “quit assaulting me.”
“Then don't say stupid shit Saikon.”
“I'm in agreement Sai,” Kouga looked up, “you’re bringing this upon yourself.”
Saikon glared at Reign. “Your name is still stupid.” He growled under his breath looking away.
Reign laughed at how that was the only thing he was caught up on. They all sat and talked the night away as the night was slowly getting away from them. Once Saikon had drinks in his system, he let up on Reign’s name and focused his energy on something else. They all discussed the upcoming war, and the newly found alliances. There was no telling how this was going to go, but it was hopeful that they would all come out unscathed.
“It’s getting late,” Kenshin stretched as he stood up, “we still have to find a nice hotel to sleep in.”
“Nonsense, you three will stay with us. Right Reign?”
Reign glanced amongst the guys as her eyes fell upon Saikon, a smirk formed. “Certainly, and we have a doghouse for Saikon as well.”
“This is why I can’t stand you most times Reign.”
They all laughed dispersing towards the house. Masaki and Hiroto followed behind. They showed the rooms to Saikon and the others, grabbing extra blankets for them.
“So are you against cuddling this soon in the relationship?” Reign winked at Masaki.
“Not at all,” he followed her to her room as he noticed it put together.
Reign went behind her partition to change into her sleep wear. Masaki had made his way to the bed already. She walked out from behind the partition smiling. She sat on the bed, looking at Masaki.
“You seem nervous Reign, don’t be scared of me. There are no expectations tonight. I just want to hold you,” He placed his hand on hers giving it a gentle squeeze.
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Nona the Ninth, Day Five, Chapter 20
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(First House icon) In which... where does one start?
CROWN PLAYS HER PART—THE SAINT OF DUTY(1)—PALAMEDES COMES CLEAN(2)—THE SADDEST GIRL IN THE WHOLE ENTIRE WORLD—NONA WATCHES A DUEL—THE CONVOY—PAUL GETS BORN(3)—ONE LAST TRIP—TWENTY-FOUR HOURS UNTIL THE TOMB OPENS.
Nona isn't sure what's been a dream. She wonders if she's just about to get her day started. Unfortunately, that's not the case. She wakes on the floor with something warm over her, and Cam's jacket rolled into a pillow under her head. When she turns onto her side, her vision swims, and she's sick into a wastebasket that Cam had ready. No, Pal.
She slowly comes to recognize the meeting room at the BOE facility, as Pal examines her vomit, looking troubled.
Nona asks if they're alone. Pal says, not for long, and he needs to make sure she's alright. Nona asks if the bullet came out, but Pal says he had to remove it himself. Nona is almost too afraid to ask about Hot Sauce, but Pal says they let her leave. Then the BOE brought them here, and he fixed Nona under supervision, then they locked them up separately.
“Which made me mad.” “Which made you mad.” Nona said tentatively, “I made a big mess, didn’t I,” and Palamedes said briskly— “They should have bloody guessed. Every mistake they’ve made with us stemmed from a complete lack of trust—a cowardice and an unwillingness to let us in on the game. And now that I know what I know … or think I know(4) … But, Nona, what’s more important is that I make sure everything in your body works, because if you’d been a normal human being we would be planning your funeral.”
Nona says it's fine, she only got angry. Pal swings around the conversation and asks Nona if she saw the whole broadcast, if she recognized anyone. Nona admits, the girl in her dream. Pal gets angry that Nona didn't tell him or Cam, and Nona says they didn't ask.
Pal says they've trained her to tell them this sort of information immediately, but Nona says there were other things to think about just then, and she didn't want to get in trouble.(5) Pal says they've never got her in trouble, and she says she wants to keep it that way!
Nona says Pal shouldn't talk calmly and responsibly when he surely really wants to beat her with the broom in his anger. Pal says he and Cam would never use the broom, which comforts Nona momentarily, then he adds she wouldn't feel it. But he is so angry that if he and Cam didn't love her so much, they'd take turns throttling her and donate her magazines to charity.
Palamedes had never said the word love before. More than anything—even the idea of her beloved magazines going to charity, as though others were more deserving than Nona, the most deserving person on the planet—this broke her.
Nona tells Pal she thinks she only has a few days to live.(6) Pal touches her, not to throttle her, and asks her to stand a certain way so he can check her out, magically speaking.
After, he's astonished: she's shedding thalergy, like she's eating her own reserves, even though she's been eating food. Her soul is trying to leave her body. Nona protests, she likes her body!
“It doesn’t matter about liking,” said Palamedes. “What’s happening to you is why I can’t be in Camilla’s body for more than a handful of minutes, Nona. If I stay too long I start trying to make inroads on her soul—I start trying to bed down and put up new wallpaper and displace Camilla, for all that we’ve tried to make sure that doesn’t happen. At the same time, Cam’s body tries to reject my soul, like when you try to blink dust out of your eye. But your body would never try to reject its own soul … unless it didn’t recognise it. Unless your soul was a stranger’s … or a melange. Is that the gestalt theory busted—or confirmed? Is that how we explain the rapid healing?”(7)
Nona says she doesn't mind dying, she's not scared. Pal says, "with a voice like concrete", that he will not be party to this again.(8) Nona doesn't like that voice, and apologizes. Pal says it's not her fault, her body belongs to someone he owes a favour, and he wants to see her face when he returns it. And then, too, losing the body means losing the soul, and they still don't know who she is, and he needs to preserve all elements of this equation.
Nona asks Pal to tell her his theories on who she is. Pal says they never wanted to lead Nona to try to be something she wasn't. Nona asks if that matters anymore. Pal isn't sure, which frightens him.(9)
Nona begs Pal to give her the tiniest of knowledge, please, so she doesn't die of curiosity. Pal says that's not funny, but relents. If she's one of the two people they thought, and her soul is trying to leave her body because it doesn't belong, she can't be the one who owned the body in the first place. She could be the other, or she could be both of them, together. Nona is confused, there's only room for one of her inside herself.
Pal says Lyctors can, or thought they could, even though they were really just "half-dead cannibals." He thinks a true Lyctorhood is a mutual death, the rebirth of one new person from both dead souls, not "the Petty Lysis(10) of the megatheorem". He apologizes for rambling, and Nona hugs him, exactly the way Cam would, which he relaxes into immediately.(11)
Soon, he asks if Nona remembers the girl in the broadcast who wasn't an obviously dead man with fancy hair. Nona says yes, she remembers the redhead. Pal says that's the other body she might have come from, named Gideon Nav. They need to get her to that body, if they can. Nona firmly does NOT want to be redheaded, or a necromancer, or a prince.
Nona asks if she's a zombie. Pal says anyone born in the Houses would be considered a zombie here, but he's the only true one, with his necromancy. Cam and Pyrrha would be considered minions. Nona says it's no wonder she was kicked out of the gang. Pal says Hot Sauce is a very troubled young woman living on pure nerve for so long… but she'll regret her actions someday.
Pal sits down and grimaces, and Nona looks at his shackle for the first time. He explains it's explosive, in case he tries to do anything without permission and supervision. Nona hates being locked up, and Pal says he thinks so did Gideon.
When there's a knock at the door, Pal says to tell Cam they need to talk ASAP, and to remember that he will get back to Nona and he will not let her die on his watch. Nona doesn't want to lie to him, so she's grateful that Cam's eyes change back to the solid grey that mean Cam is back in control. The knock sounds again, and Nona says to come in.
We Suffer enters, without the mask and the disguise. Nona is surprised, but We Suffer says they're beyond the need for them, at this point. Nona demands to know why they were tied up, why she was shot at, where the Angel is, and have they found Pyrrha.
We Suffer apologizes for the comedy of errors, and Nona thinks We Suffer would be pretty if Nona weren't in such a mood.(12) We Suffer continues that the bonds may seem unfair, but they gave everyone quite a shock with all that violence. Still, her faction may not come out in the red for their actions. Nona registers not a bit of the detail and asks who the Angel, or the Messenger, is? We Suffer refuses to tell anything but that they are Blood of Eden, and it wasn't a good idea to keep them and Nona's family so close together.
At any rate, We Suffer is in charge of the next move. Cam asks what that means, and We Suffer says, that they need Hect. She says, they can take the shackle off. We Suffer assures her that it will happen as soon as she can arrange it. The troops need information to be spun to accept it, especially after the day's reveals. Nona wants to get angry again, but Cam gives her a look to cool it.
We Suffer gets a notification, and says "she" is in place. Cam's expression hardens, and she asks WS to pull "her" out. WS says "she' volunteered, and is maybe the only person for whom this would not be a suicide mission. Cam says WS has been played, and Nona feels weak. WS gives her a cool bottle of water, and Nona presses it to vital areas to cool down.
After some more banter, Cam crosses the table to WS and takes on one of Pal's poses, trying to invoke his wisdom and confidence, to tell WS that this is a trap, it will not get what WS wants, and Crown isn't coming back.
This was a lot for Camilla to say. Even We Suffer paused and furrowed her brow, and she said, “I cannot believe this girl would kill her own twin sister.” “Kill her?” said Camilla.(13)
We Suffer's device beeps again, and the mission begins. Cam begs them to pull Crown, because she can't lie to her sister, but WS gives it only a moment's consideration before getting back to giving orders to the team in place.
Nona takes a drink of water as the audio from Crown starts to roll in. Crown makes her way to what must be the entry of the barricaded House forces, admits her identity, and begs entry. The forces on duty are reluctant, but Crown begs them to get Ianthe to confirm. There's a long pause.
Then Crown drew the longest breath that Nona had ever heard anyone draw. “Corona,” called out someone new. Nona had heard that voice once before, on the broadcast. Footsteps, evolving into running feet. Something hit Crown with a big thump. A mess of sounds—clothes rustling, a sobbing, the audio squeaking as it tried to keep up—and Crown, sounding unlike any Crown that Nona had ever heard before, two voices trying to speak at once:(14) “Don’t touch me. Don’t fucking touch me.” “Shush-a-shush, my darling. Shush. Shhh. Here we are. We’re fine. I’ve got you, love.”
There's some chat as Ianthe confirms she's piloting Babs's corpse from afar, and it is very much a corpse. Crown asks how could she, but also says she missed Ianthe so terribly, begs her to be real.(15) After some more banter, Ianthe asks Corona to come inside so they can talk. Crown hesitates, and then a car door opens, and Ianthe doesn't bother to hide her revulsion as she asks if Crown is kidding. Crown says "she" needs Ianthe's help. Judith is revealed, and Crown asks if Harrow told Ianthe. Ianthe is more concerned with when Crown talked to Harrow.
Still, Ianthe refuses to help, even with Crown's pouting. Not Judith Deuteros, at any rate, nobody gives a fuck about her.(16) She tells Corona that back home, their shared birthday is a holiday now, nobody congratulated Ianthe on her Lyctorhood, they just memorialized the loss of Coronabeth. Ianthe nearly died laughing.
Crown asks Ianthe to explain what happened, to Ianthe herself, and to Gideon. Ianthe is almost surprised Crown remembers her name, but Crown says she was on a shuttle with her body for ages, she wants to know what happened.(17) Ianthe says there's much to explain. Crown asks if Ianthe will let her inside, and Ianthe says that's up to Crown.
Ianthe reveals she knows about the microphones broadcasting from Crown's earrings, and "he" said it would be earrings or necklace.(18) She asks Crown to nod if they're listening right now.
There was no answer: none that Nona could see. Camilla’s head had lifted entirely. We Suffer was saying into the earpiece, “Do not line it up.” “I understand,” said the voice. “Don’t worry, baby. I’m not mad at you. He told me what you were.” Something happened. The speaker crackled, and the second voice got much louder, like they were talking right into the receiver.
Ianthe says she's pleased they gave her sister back, so she won't destroy the planet nobody really cares about anyway. She doesn't even really care about the BOE, they're not the real enemy no matter what they think.(19) She wants every House asset in their possession, the Sixth House Oversight Body, Camilla Hect, and most of all she wants Harrowhark Nonagesimus intact. She tells Crown not to cry, they were silly to think Crown could fool her.
Crown begs that "you" not touch Deuteros, and Ianthe thinks she's talking to her, but Cam recognizes that she's still communicating to the BOE. Cam tells WS not to have her snipers take the shot, as Ianthe may or may not be moving Crown and Judith into the building.
Over the line, Crown’s voice suddenly changed. Her mouth had moved in some other direction.(2) She said, “Oh my God! No!” The other voice drawled, “Don’t freak out, darling. He’s a tame Lyctor … he won’t hurt you. He can’t really hurt anyone anymore. You and your little firebrands took him in as a pet, didn’t you? Well, I’m taking him back to Poppa as a gift … that is, if Poppa can look up from his mid-dismyriad crisis(21) long enough to pay attention.” A new and wonderfully familiar voice ground out, in tones that were unfamiliar— “Silence.”
Ianthe says she shan't, she's been John's only hand for six months and she's done with it. The voice argues about taking Judith in, saying she's "deadweight",(22) but Crown says she'll walk back out if they don't, and she won't go anywhere with… she hesitates before adding "him". Ianthe says fine, take Judith in as well, but "he" comes regardless. Crown asks if he told about Harrow and Cam. Ianthe says he told her everything.(23)
The new voice said impatiently, “Get the fishhook(24) out of the fish. Second earring. Right ear.” The last thing the audio recorded was a blurry “Ow,” and then the line went dead. Nona thrilled with recognition and relief; the new voice had been Pyrrha’s.
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(1) Huh, thought he was rather dead. Of course, he still is, it's just Pyrrha's infiltration game. "Tame Lyctor" indeed. (2) What's he been hiding? (3) Wasn't aware anyone was pregnant. Who do you think Paul is, if you don't already know? Certainly that's another strong biblical name. (4) What does he think he knows? Is it about Nona's identity? (Does he know who she is yet?) (5) Presumably, she thinks it would be for skipping out of school nearly alone, since they never let her go anywhere alone except staying at the school where there's protection. (6) The big secret she's been keeping since the beginning. (7) Running through all the theories as to who Nona could be. Does this agree or disagree with what he thought above, for point (4)? (8) Party to letting a friend die without intervention. He thought, no, he knew he could have helped Dulcie, the real Dulcie. Nona's state isn't Dulcie's blood cancer but Pal is driven to save lives, particularly those he knows. He can't sit by and let this happen again. Is there a single person in this universe without some trauma? (9) Not knowing things when you grew up literally in the House that does the fact checking and academic stuff will definitely do that to you. (10) Petty meaning inconsequential or insignificant, of course. Lysis is a Greek word for loosening, unfastening, untying, and is often used in science to refer to the breaking of a cell membrane. (For example, some antibiotics cause bacteria to grow faulty cell membranes, which break down/undergo lysis under normal operating conditions, causing the bacteria to die.) (11) He just misses her so much.
(12) Have you any theories on why Nona thinks everyone's pretty or handsome or attractive? How might those mesh with who you think she is, at this point? I find it very telling that the clarifier in the narration is Nona's mood, not We Suffer's objective features. (13) Cam knows the codependence. Crown isn't going in to die, she just can't help herself when it comes to her sister. (14) The Crown persona trying to still be Crown for the microphone feed to We Suffer, and old Coronabeth beneath, unable to help herself from peeking out again in the presence of Ianthe-as-Babs, is my guess. (15) This whole sequence is well worth rereading for yourself as there's such an intense vibe here, it's not just sisters coming back together, it's not just the instinctive feeling of home for seeing Babs, there's literally "I'll die if you don't touch me" stated at one point, it's massively erotic in a weird, wild, incestuous way that I just want to wrap myself in for a moment and think about the implications of. These should have been one soul, one flesh, and one end. (16) Certainly, nobody whose opinion Ianthe cares anything about. (That list is basically "Ianthe, and maybe Jod if he ever gets wrathful".) (17) This is probably the reason As Yet Unsent was republished on the Tor website. Without it, you can probably grasp the bare needed context from this line, but there's so much more nuance to it that you really benefit from after reading. (18) Jod, or someone else? Must have been, right, since we were led to assume that Mercy was misted irreparably and wouldn't be "he" anyway, and August seemed to have been left to fall into the stoma in the River, and G1deon was already dead by then. (19) If the BOE aren't the enemy, who is? Or, who does Ianthe think it is? The remaining RBs maybe? (20) A literal other direction, as if she'd taken off the earrings? Or a figurative other direction, the way Nona felt Crown was torn between being two people earlier? (21) John's having a bit of a troubled time, is he? Gosh, don't you want to know more? (Also, dismyriad appears to just be two-myriad, as in, 20 000 years, an arbitrary number chosen purely because of the convenience of being in the middle of such a hypothetical period of time of his reign. Like mid-life crisis, but for immortals.) (22) If you have an ebook, now's a good time to do a keyword search for "deadweight". If not, run back to the end of chapter 1, when Nona's reviewing the code words for the week. (23) Extraordinarily unlikely if Pyrrha was pretending to be G1deon. (24) Another codeword, this time from early in chapter 2. You didn't think those were for nothing, did you?
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That's some compelling meta WRT choice and 'hey, wait, does Cinder *really* need or want the arm gone (again)?' I'll admit to swallowing the 'it's eating her like Grimm mold and has to be Dealt With sometime' premise for a while, but even if Cinder does (try to) break with Salem that'll be some time coming yet. As for a big cup of Optic De-Grimmer solving anything about Salem herself...Summer Rose probably tried just that and got nowhere 'cause Salem's had *eons* to think about All This.
hdkfbd on the subject of summer rose my favorite theory on what went down between her and salem during that initial confrontation is basically: summer hit her with the silver glare, and salem—who may or may not have ever personally been glared before but is of course intimately and painfully familiar with what GOL’s magic feels like on account of it being what makes her immortal—promptly went “ohhh that’s not *his* power, i… need to reconsider some things.” and summer was like. what.
because, yanno, if salem made the same assumption that maria did, killing SEWs was most likely motivated by a desire to eradicate or at least diminish GOL’s influence in the world… and if, upon experiencing it herself, she realized that that assumption was incorrect, the obvious response is to put a moratorium on hunting them down at least until she figured out where that power actually originated from and, well, here’s a VERY CONVENIENT silver-eyed huntress who ozpin VERY CONVENIENTLY broke to the point of taking off on rogue suicide missions and oh you have children? i’m so very sorry would you like to join me so we can stop ozpin from doing to your girls what he’s done to you?
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i have several theories on the grimm arm and why it’s growing; the main three i keep toggling between are:
1. “it can sense your trepidation; you must make it dread you” = the more afraid cinder feels of the grimm arm (and perhaps salem by extension), the less control she has over it, because after all it *is* a grimm, and the grimm feed on fear. hence why it starts to grow only after cinder disgraces herself and spends months with this worry in the back of her mind that she’s not going to be able to earn back her spot in the inner circle. if that’s the case, then cinder being on this trajectory of losing fear / getting bolder and more defiant is the best possible thing she could do for herself, because refusing to be cowed might measurably diminish the degree of control salem has over the arm and thus of her. (the symbolic appeal of this interpretation is…obvious gjdndjsk)
2. the growth and visual blending of grimm and human flesh coincides with cinder’s growing acclimatization to the grimm arm after the battle of haven. v4-5 establishes that cinder is having some trouble with the arm (apparently multiple sessions with salem trying to get it to take, the tremendous and exhausting effort of using it during training sessions, the habit she has of just letting it dangle stiffly at her side), and after her sleeve is ripped off at haven we see that the graft site is still very clean. after this point, cinder becomes gradually more at ease with the arm, hiding it less with every outfit change/adjustment, and her range of motion with it likewise becomes steadily more natural. by the time we see the growth up to her shoulder, the way cinder uses her grimm arm is indistinguishable from how she uses her human arm. thus: its growth might be a direct result of this physical and emotional integration; as cinder gets comfortable with it and masters it, it becomes more genuinely a part of her. (possibly this would explain why cinder seems so unconcerned, if she’s experiencing the growth as the arm feeling more and more natural, more like it *belongs* to her.)
3. …both…?
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Dark Skies Bring Sharp Knives
Chapter 5
I'm All Ears
You know that feeling when your mom tells you to clean your room before she gets home and then she texts you that she's five minutes away from home so you start cleaning like you just snorted a shit tone of cocaine? Yeah, that was the type of level I was on while driving towards my brothers school. Eli is my only brother, if anyone hurts him it's going to be me and only me. If this fucking asshole lays a finger on a single hair of his, I'm gonna make him regret screwing with us. As I began to near the school, my phone was sent a string of new text messages. I decided to let my phone connect via bluetooth and read out the messages in which they were received. "Message from UNKNOWN. I wonder how long it will take for you to get here on time." Fuck, he knows I'm coming. How, is the remaining question? Another thought that loomed over my head was how much does this stranger know about me? I don't mind a bit of attention here and there but this is far past my comfort zone. "New message from UNKNOWN. You better hurry, class is over. I can see him now. How about I do you the favor and take him home for you?" No, I can't let this happen! I picked up my phone and parked as quickly as I could. Calling Eli as fast as one could imagine, I started jogging towards his classroom as the phone kept ringing. I got no response as the call went straight to voice mail. "Eli!" Teachers began looking my direction with concern but how could I tell them there's a serial killer on the campus? "Eli!" I finally managed to get to his classroom and saw that he was being lectured by his teacher. "Christ, there you are.." His teacher, Mrs. Alexander, walked towards me with a face that had no ounce of amusement on it. Eli was in trouble again, I can take a few guesses but I better hear it from her. "Hello, Billie. Nice to see you again. I'm sorry to keep you waiting and have you run out here, but I needed to teach Elijah here that being on his phone during class is disruptive to his education." Now I understand why he didn't answer my calls. My heart rate decided to finally come back down to earth and resume its regular schedule. "Promise me you'll stay off your phone in my class? I don't want to have to send you out for now following rules." Eli looked down as he shifted uncomfortably knowing full well he'll get lectured when he gets home. "I promise." Mrs. Alexander sighed, drained of all energy I'd assume from teaching little demons all day. She was a respectable teacher but like most people there was only so much she could take. "Thank you, Elijah. You can go, enjoy your evening. Be sure to do your homework."
Pulling him close to my side, I gave his teacher a thumbs up signaling that I would make sure he would do the work once he's home. "I swear she only picks on me. Everyone else who gets on their phone she just gives warnings. I always get in trouble." I had to bring my scrambling mind back into focus as we got inside my car. My eyes couldn't help but look everywhere to make sure no one was watching or following us back to my car. I've watched Taken one too many times and for good reason. Once we were safe according to my good judgement, I drove us both back home. "You okay? You look tense." Eli glanced over towards me, picking up on my distress. Normally we'd be chatting it up on the way back home but after the day and night I've had, I wasn't exactly feeling myself. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just dealing with some personal shit. Thanks though." I had to play this off as best I could, I didn't want to put anyone at risk. However, not telling anyone what's going on felt exactly like I was putting my family in some form of danger. I just don't want anyone to worry and be too protective over me. That's how more people get hurt. Like it or not, I feel like I'm alone on this one. Pulling up into the driveway, I rushed ourselves into the house and up to my room to be greeted by our feline friend, Ghost. "He's so cute! Look at his eyes, they're so blue. Cool.." At least Elijah is safe and happy with the new pet. I wouldn't know what to do with myself if he got hurt. Elijah's fifteen but I always felt like I had to play the role of backup parent towards him. He's a good little brother and surprisingly doesn't annoy me as much. He always wanted to be near me when he was younger but as he got older, spending more time with his friends became a priority. Guess I couldn't blame him, that's how I started out myself. "Yeah, he's pretty cute. Very friendly too. Not sure how I'll be able to convince mom and dad to let us keep him. I'm sure there'll be some pushback." Not that my family was anti animals but they never really pushed for pets in the house. Hopefully Ghost will be able to persuade them with his charm. "I'll have to run to the store later to grab supplies for him. This may come as a shock to you but we have zero cat food or toys." Eli smirked at my sarcasm, going along with it effortlessly as he pet the fluffy cat. "Damn, just when I thought we were fully stocked." I chuckled lightly, I loved the shared bond we had with one another. Most siblings fight each other but we somehow managed to skip that phase for now. Not sure if it'll happen soon or ever for that matter.
Glancing over at my phone again, I had seen that my new best friend sent me a few more messages while I was trying to get a grip on reality. "It really carves a smile on my face to see you scared. Always looking over your shoulder to make sure no ones watching you." Okay, this person is one hundred percent stalking me. Not a doubt in my mind he's watching me now... "I want you, Billie. I want you to be begging for mercy under my knife." I'm being hunted by some maniac with a knife and a niche for killing college students. What the fuck is going on in this town? "You will be MINE Billie. You'll cave eventually. Watch your back baby, or my knife will greet it first." This asshole is getting on my nerves. What's the obsession with me about? I don't exactly like the idea of this guy killing innocent people because of me. There has to be a motive but what? Gathering up some courage I decided to respond to this stranger. Maybe I can get some answers out of him. Here's to wishful thinking. "What if I'm playing hard to "catch?" What if I'm some weird girl who's into all this shit?" I can't let this person take a hold over my life. What if they know who I am personally? This can cause an issue quickly. My phones text alert went off, let the record show that serial killers respond faster than any other guy I've tried dating. "I doubt that. If that was true, I'd have you in my arms drooling for me to do unspeakable things to your body." I have his attention. For how long though? "Why me? Why target me? I'm nobody special. Can't you just fuck off and kill yourself?" Forgetting Eli was in my room still, he picked up Ghost and headed off to his room to chat with his online friends. Probably for the best. "Someone's being bold today. I wouldn't play so tough Billie. Mommy and daddy will be home soon. Be a shame to find their only children gutted on the floor. If you play nice, I'll tell you." Shit, the last thing I need is to put me or my brother at risk. It's me he's interested in, I'd rather keep it that way. "Fine. So can you tell me now?" Suddenly my phone started to ring. It was him, not a doubt in my mind. Fuck I hope this doesn't get me killed. I answered the phone and put the call on speaker. "Hello?" My voice sounded nervous, something he could easily detect. "You got a lot of fucking nerve puffing your chest up to me, Billie. Why the sudden change in attitude?" Whatever voice scrambler he was using was doing it's job. There was no way for me to tell who this person was. "What? You don't like when I stand up to you? I thought you wanted to kill me? Doesn't this just wanna make you come out and get it over with?" The stranger began laughing. "Don't try and play smart with me. Patience is a virtue. You wanna know why I picked you?" Yes, for fucks sake this guy likes to hear himself talk. "There's something I see about you that stands out and I'm very fascinated by it. So much so that I want you for myself." What the fuck does that even mean? Like a slave? "I'm not sure I'm understanding what you want here." There was a brief pause. Only the sound of his breath could be heard. "I want you, Billie. Mine and only mine. Body and soul. If I can't have you, no one can." There's no way this guy is expecting to go out on cute couple dates after talking to me like this. Not sure holding hands at the park would be appropriate after butchering my friends. "I'm not some pet you can just keep for yourself, asshole! I'm a person, I have a life!"
Silence once again, at this point It was starting to become deafening. I shouldn't have done this. I'm regretting ever wondering why he chose me in the first place. "Come to your window." My heart skipped a beat. No way.. there's no chance he's outside. I peeled the curtain back slowly and there he was. Phone in hand, knife in the other. "I know where you live, where you go to school and who your friends are. You can't run from me." My heart began to pound in my chest harder and faster, I was scared he'd might hear it. I didn't know what to do, how to respond. So I said the first thing that came to mind. "Fuck.. you." The stranger flipped the knife in his hand as he tilted his head slightly. "Well, only if you say so." As he dropped the call to an abrupt end, he looked up and stared at me for what felt like minutes. Faster than I could blink, he made a quick dash towards the house. "Fuck!" He was headed towards the garage and I know for a fact it's unlocked. Running back down stairs and praying to God I make it in time, I quickly ran to the door and locked it. "Shit!" I leaned against the counter to catch my breathe and look out the window. He was gone, for now. This could've gotten worse and fast. Taking a final glance at the window, a chill was sent down my spine. There the mask was staring back at me but not from the outside. Spinning around with a closed fist, my swing was halted by his stronger grip. His other hand held the blade to my throat, pressing it slightly hard against my skin. "Scream and you die here and now." I remained silent even though every part of my body wanted to run and scream bloody murder. "I warned you what would happen. Pushing my body up against the wall, his hand clamped around my throat while his blade explored all over my body slowly eventually making its way back up to meet between my eyes. He shifted his gaze towards the light switch then back at me. "I can't stay long. So much to do so little time. Especially since you've been wasting mine." Before I could speak, his knife flicked the switch down, leaving me in darkness. Only the light from outside shined down onto the sink. "You've got guts, Billie. Surrender to me or I'll see what those guts of yours look like." There was a sound of shuffling cloth before me. With no light on us, I couldn't make out any details of this person besides his height. My thoughts became interrupted as I felt a pair of lips clash into mine. Man, this was absolutely, hands down, not a single doubt in my mind... a man. His hand clamped onto the back of my hair pulling it back forcing my face up higher to meet his nonexistent one. His kisses were deep and full of passion, almost like he waited his whole life for this moment. This is a homicidal maniac, and no, I will not date him! If the circumstances were different, I might have reconsidered.
Once he got his mouthful, the man adjusted his mask to make sure no further parts of his face exposed his identity. "Your lips are so soft. Can't wait to discover the other ones." Soon, a pair of headlights shined into the main living room windows. It was mom, finally back home from work. As I turned to say a few memorable last words to the stranger, he was gone. Engulfed by the darkness as it was his only means of getting away from sticky situations. I turned the light on and quickly brushed down my hair with my fingers, trying my best to not look like I was just held up by a killer. As my mother walked in with her hands full of groceries, I jogged over towards her and began offering my free services. "Thank you, your dad will be home a bit late tonight but I'm gonna go ahead and start prepping dinner for us. Help me get the rest, please." Walking out slowly towards the car, I began checking my surroundings to make sure yet again that I wasn't being watched. I quickly grabbed the rest of the bags and items in the trunk and quickly hauled them inside to make sure no more trips needed to be made back outside. I was quickly beginning to learn that my life won't be going back to normal any time soon. Elijah rushed downstairs excited to show off our new edition to the family. "Mom, look! Billie found a cat outside! We named him Ghost! Please, please, please can we keep him?" My mother cast what seemed to be the most annoyed glare ever directly towards me, her arms crossed around her chest. "You let a stray cat with God knows what type of diseases it might be carrying, inside our house?" Should of seen that coming, leave it to mom to be the one to shut down all forms of fun. "Yes, I know it's a stray but it was hungry and rain was coming in, I didn't want it to be outside getting poured on." My mother ran her fingers through her thick brown hair, pushing it away from her face. "Look, Billie, I understand you like pets but if you want it, you care for it. This is your responsibility now. I can't wait to hear what your dads going to say." I was a bit curious myself to hear what he had to say about the situation but as of right now, I'm just glad everyone is okay and safe. For now. I needed a minute to calm myself down and find some peace to ease my mind.
"Yeah, I'm sure he'll be over the moon for a cat.. I'll be in my room." Ignoring the chatter left behind me downstairs, my phone started to alert me to a text from Jasper. Looking at the text, I saw a picture attached to his message. "Got my own place! Home sweet home, right?" That's adorable, I've always wanted my own place to be able to decorate it the way I see fit. My own sweet escape from reality. "That's great! can't wait to see it all done!" Resting my head down on the pillow, my thoughts began to travel back to the incident in the kitchen. What really was it that this guy saw in me? What was so alluring that he had to target me above anyone else? Before I could close my eyes, Jasper started to call me. Can I not just get some well deserved rest in this life? "Hello?" I tried my best to sound half asleep in hopes he'd pick up on my tone. "Hey, sorry to disturb you but I do have furniture here! Was gonna offer you a dinner slash movie night if you were up to it? If not, it's okay! We can always plan another night if that's okay?" I'm suddenly wide awake and ready to leave now. A night spent with Jasper? Sign me the hell up! "Yeah, I'm down! Text me the address, I'll be there soon." I grabbed my keys and roughed up bag before rushing back down. "I'll be back, going to Maddie's dorm!" I yelled at mother before she had a chance to speak about dinner. Lasagna can wait, this was a much better way to clear my mind from anything. Once I entered my car, I received the address from Jasper, giving me the location to his new place. Perfect, only a ten minute drive. Turning on my playlist to relax my mind once more. Putting the gear into reverse, I pulled out the driveway and headed off towards what I can only hope a fun night and lots of sex. Driving slightly over the speed limit, my thoughts began to travel once more. I began imagining Jaspers hand between my thighs, grasping at them firmly and slowly parting them like the red sea. This man has me wrapped around his finger and he doesn't even know it yet. Maybe tonight he can finally show me what I was missing out on.
Focusing my attention back onto driving, I started to push on the acceleration urging my car to go faster. I eventually began to pull up into the neighborhood and started looking for the address. Didn't take too long to figure out since he was standing outside with a beer in his hand and blunt in the other. I parked my car up on the curb and rushed out to greet him. "You rolled a blunt for me? You're too kind." Snatching away his special herb and inhaling a much needed hit, Jasper chuckled softly and offered me a drink. "I hope you like green apple flavor. Unfortunately for you, there were not fruity combination type drinks. I did my best to look though." I smiled softly and hugged him briefly to show my appreciation. "Thanks for checking, you didn't have to but that was sweet of you... So, do I get a mini tour?" Jasper quickly finished his bottle before tossing it towards a near by trash bin and gestured me inside with his arms. "Ladies first." He smiled as he pushed the door open. The home was a bit outdated but there was a unique charm to it. Just a bit of TLC could really bring it back to life. "There's not much, just the basics for now. Couch, table, tv, and bed. The rest I'm still working on." I began exploring the kitchen and of course investigating his pantry. "Sorry, not many snacks to munch on either. I need to go grab some food tomorrow. Tonight I thought we'd order in and watch a movie or something." Behave yourself, Billie. Now is not the time to start getting excited. "Yeah, sure! Chinese sound good?" Jasper smiled as he began ordering on his phone. "Always! What do you want? Here's the menu." After taking what felt like an eternity looking through their menu, we decided to pig out and order a shit tone of food. Being high does that to you and those munchies will be in our favor later. "So, how was your day?" Oh God, lets not go there. Anything but my day. "Pretty lame. Just found a stray cat and watched the rain. You?" Jasper inhaled slowly as we both walked towards the couch, sinking into its comfortable cushion. "Well, I got this place set up earlier and then decided I didn't want to wait till tomorrow to see you. Figured you'd wanna be the first person to come check out my place tonight." My stomach began to flutter. He was thinking of me like that? I couldn't help but feel flattered that he wanted me to be the first one seeing his new home.  
"Well, I mean.. I like it. It's cozy, ya know?" Jasper pulled my legs over his lap, wrapping his arm around my neck. The smell of beer and weed lingered onto his body with a hint of cologne that smelled like heaven. My heart started beating faster as I began to feel nervous. Was it happening right here, right now? "You look pretty tonight. I hope I don't ruin any makeup you have on." I locked eyes with him and started to speak with a calm, low tone. "What do you mean?" He smiled as he took another hit before answering my question. "The food. It can be messy so I apologize in advance if it gets messed up." There's no way in hell he meant the food. I wanted this man, more than anything I wanted him to just ruin me but I had to play it cool. One step at a time. "So, got any movie ideas? Comedy, romance, horror, sci-fi?" Jasper reached for his remote and began scrolling through the many streaming services he has. Netflix, HBO, Hulu, Amazon, Disney+, you name it, he had it. After scrolling for a while, we landed on watching the first Alien movie. Our Chinese order had just so happen to arrive right at the same moment. Things were falling into place so smoothly and I couldn't be happier. We set up our plates on the coffee table in front of the couch and began feasting like starving animals. Truthfully, Alien may have not been the right choice of movie to pick while eating but both of us were too stoned to care. Only food could satisfy our needs right now. Thirty minutes in and I started feeling a bit full to my stomach. Chinese always knows how to hit the spot. "Hey, I got to ask you something. You don't need to respond to it if its too uncomfortable but.. do you think the killer was in the house with us the night of the party?" I placed my fork down into a pool of lo mein noodles and carefully swallowed a chunk of orange chicken before collecting my thoughts for an appropriate answer. "I think we got lucky we didn't have to find out ourselves. If the killer was there, it could've been anyone. They say it's usually someone you know. I don't have many friends so, I'm not sure it's anyone I know." Except maybe my fucked in the head ex, that seems like a fair suspect.
"Yeah, I guess you're right. I still feel guilty for leaving you the way I did. I promise I was having a fun time with you. Hopefully you enjoyed yourself too." Perfect transition. Now I can work my magic. "Well, I mean I was, but... I wish I could've had some more time with you." My hand snaked its way slowly up his thigh and began rubbing closer towards his zipper. Jasper smirked and locked eyes with mine, his hand holding my lower jaw closer to his face. "Well, we could pick up where we left off if you want." My hand was quickly grasped by his as he placed it over his now growing erection. Holy shit, it's just as I imagined, if not better than that. Picking me up in one swift move, I was carried towards the bedroom and tossed like a used shirt onto his bed. "Take your top off, please. Bra as well." I wasn't about to argue with the man, I wanted this as much as him. Maybe a bit more on my end but who fuckin cares? Watching Jasper strip down and revealing his fully erect cock sent me straight up to heaven and back down to enjoy every second. He grabbed my ankles as he pulled me towards the edge of the bed and started ripping my jeans off along with my underwear. "Those don't need to be on as well." While I wasn't about to disagree with him, my face began to feel flushed and hot to the touch. The want and desire filled the room as I began instinctively lifting my hips towards him. "Someone's excited. You're making a mess all over yourself." A pool of warm liquid had begun spilling its way out from my body. There was no way to conceal my desires now. This man had me wanting him to do everything and anything to me, I honestly fee like he could pull out a brick and I'd be all for it. "Now, before I go on any further.. I need to know something." I swear I'm not a virgin, please don't ask me that.. "Are you okay with me being rough with you tonight? I'd rather hear it from you right here and now." Well that was unexpected. Sweet and nice of him to ask for my verbal consent, but also unexpected. I mean, we're both fully naked at this point, I think it's safe to say I consent. "Yes, yes, I consent. I'm all for it. Please, I'm down for whatever you want." Jasper smiled for half a second before he dove straight down between my legs. His tongue slowly began gliding smoothly between my lips, each stroke earning him soft moans. My back slowly arched up towards the ceiling as my hands found a fistful of his hair to grip and pull in closer.
"Fuck.." His tongue felt warm and wet from his salivating mouth, hungry for more sounds of pure ecstasy to escape from me. "You taste so good, baby.." I've always been self conscience about my body and all the fluids that leak from it, hearing him sound satisfied with how I tasted sent chills down my spine and legs. "Keep going, please.." My thighs began squeezing the sides of his head as my hand pushed his face back down towards my wet lips. With one arm, Jasper managed to push open my right leg and slip in his middle and index fingers. His fingers curled inside slowly at first but eventually picking up speed as he carefully massaged my G-spot. "How's it feel? You're squirming so much for me." Must I answer his blatantly obvious question? Was my body language and moaning not enough to signal that I was enjoying every second of this moment? "Good... It feels really good." Jasper placed a soft kiss atop of my knee before removing his now creamy covered fingers. "You ready for more?" As Jasper began aligning himself in front of me, my thoughts started to take me back to my nightmare. Seeing Jasper above me one second and the next some deranged killer. "Yes, please.." Now is not the time to be thinking of that serial killer. What was it the people of this town called them? Ghostface? My train of thoughts were pleasantly interrupted by Jaspers fully erect member gliding slowly up and down between my creamy covered lips, careful not to insert himself inside. "Before I continue, I have to ask. Are you on any form of birth control? I'm all for being a father one day but not so soon." He chuckled momentarily as he looked deeply into my lustful eyes, holding a strong gaze. "It's okay, I'm on the pill. I'll be fine." I was actually impressed by the pure willpower Jasper held to make sure I was feeling okay with everything he was doing and to even ask about birth control. A lot of guys just assume once the clothes are off, it's green lights from there on. "Perfect, then I can start doing this." With one swift thrust, he was fully emerged inside of me and began finding a smooth rhythm. "Fuck, you're so tight." His moans and grunting became intoxicating sounds as he started sliding himself in deeper and with more force behind each thrust. My legs began to lock onto his hips, almost as to make sure he didn't find himself losing his target. The sound of skin smacking against each other echoed in the moderately empty bedroom, surely loud enough to be heard throughout the entire house. Thankfully it was only us, the last thing I needed was unwelcomed guests interrupting our intense love making. "Turn around, lay on your stomach and put your arms behind your back.." I was never introduced to rough sex mainly because my ex's didn't know how to communicate with me about the things that I liked. It was always the same old missionary position for five quick minutes and that was it.
Doing as told, Jasper pinned my wrists together with a single hand and raised my hips with the other. Feeling him insert himself back inside sent my eyes rolling to the back of my skull. My lip was facing punishment by my teeth as I bit harder from each thrust Jasper delivered. His hand began to rub my ass in slow circles before coming down with hard smacks. This was definitely going to leave some sort of bruise or print in the morning, not that I had any objections to begin with. Releasing my wrists from his hold, Jasper soon found himself a fistful of my hair to pull back and press his face close to my ear. "Do you like getting fucked like this?" My moans began to increase as each thrust brought us both closer to a blissful orgasm. "Yes!" My moans prevented me from speaking further on. What else was there to say? Jaspers fingers found its way down to my clit, rubbing it like his life depended on it. "Please, don't stop.. so close." My breathing had started to become more erratic as his thrusts were lifting me higher to the clouds above. A few more hard deep strokes later and I could tell he was on the verge of finishing. My legs had begun to start shaking as my body was radiating an intense amount of heat also nearing the finish line. "You ready baby?" Jaspers breathing was becoming heavier as he managed to hold himself a few seconds longer before releasing his load. "Yes, finish in me!" My nails dug into his shoulder blades as he slammed his body into me one last time before delivering his full load. A wave washed over me as my body became a spiraling mess. Reaching an orgasm this intense had been hard for me to reach with any of my previous partners. With him it almost felt natural and easy for him to achieve. "Holy fuck.. that was.." I looked over to Jaspers sweaty body, his chest rising and falling with each deep breath as he regained his stamina. "Amazing?" I smiled as I inhaled short quick breathes of air. "Yes... you're so perfect Billie. There's something about you that I just feel like I understand. Wish I knew what but.. maybe a mystery isn't all the bad?" I smiled softly before leaning into his warm body for comfort. "I'm just me. That's all." After a moment of silence and recovery from a steamy fuck session, we both quickly washed our sweaty bodies off from the stench of sex and any left over fluids that lingered. Once back into our clothes, Jasper pulled me in close for a night of cuddles and hopefully sweet dreams. "Goodnight, Billie." Jasper leaned over my shoulder leaving a soft kiss on my cheek before pulling back to rest his head above mine. "Goodnight, Jasper." Before I knew it, we had both fallen into a deep death like sleep.
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Sorry if this is a lot and annoying
1:Miruko(both like and dislike) 4: Midnight, 5: Present Mic, Shinsou, Oboro 8: Present Mic 9: Todoroki, Bakugo, Miruko 10: Present Mic 14: Present Mic, Oboro, Aizawa, Jirou 25: Present Mic, Bakugo, Miruko 26: What's your opinion about how people treat good characters in mha that they deem to be ugly/annoying/dumb/etc. For example Present Mic 26: Have you read Vigilantes, and if so what is your opinion about the flashback when Aizawa was in school
That is a lot!!! So get ready for a long reply!
1. Why do you like or dislike this character?
I know you asked for both, but I can't really find why I would dislike Miruko, even if she wasn't a favorite of mine honestly.
As to why I like her though, I just find her fun. And this past year or so, I find that even with little about her from canon, writing her in fics, rewatching the anime and rereading the manga, she gets my mind going.
With little about her, there's more of an open window. She's an empty canvas I can work with.
Sometimes I feel like with characters with more major characters, there's too much to consider, too much to rotate.
I can easily make up some a past for her with a fic, or theorize what her life could have been like growing up since we don't really have all the information.
Canon wise, there's the little details I like. The red eyes-white hair-dark skin combo, the moon bit (I love the moon), she speaks her mind and she can be a team player. Also, I tend to like rabbit themed characters. Especially if they're a little on the wild side.
4. If you could put this character in any other media, be it a book, a movie, anything, what would you put them in?
Oooh... you know what? For fun, I would love to see Midnight as an Amazonian, DC Comics, fighting alongside Wonder Woman and living her best life in Themyscira.
5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?
Present Mic - TroyBoi's "Baby", it's a song I think would be in his playlist. The song easily gets me in a groove.
Shinsou - I don't know why but Ashnikko's "Worms" just keep popping up. I'm not even saying it matches his vibes, but I can imagine someone suggesting this song to him and he listens to it and goes "Oh, neat".
Oboro - Oh my gosh, Oboro being Oboro, he gives me the vibes of someone who would listen to those dance remixes. Like, you know that song that plays in Spider-Man 3 (Tobey Maguire) when Peter steps out dressed in all black and he just dances? That song, but the remix by Remix Maniacs on YT. He would listen to that.
8. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise?
When it comes to Present Mic, I feel like some of the fandom undermines him too much for my liking. They just see this "goofy" character and a long-time friend of Eraserhead's and that's it.
He's got several jobs, he is intelligent, he's got this dangerous quirk he had to train to get under control. And don't get me wrong, I do like his relationship with Aizawa and it's one of my first favorite ones. But he was also a friend of Midnight and Oboro and I feel like people forget that about him.
The man got to be harboring a lot of feelings and I don't blame him for being angry whenever he gets angry.
Just in general, that's something that irritates me about any fandom. They just stay stuck on the character's surface traits and not look past that.
9. Could you be roommates with this character?
Todoroki - Hm, I think I could be. Todoroki comes off as someone who wouldn't cause trouble and pull his weight.
Bakugo - I was gonna say no, but I thought about it and it's a strong maybe. At best, our personalities would clash sometimes, but most of the time I think we can get along.
Miruko - Yes, just yes. I think we can get along and just by how she is, I know she does clean up after herself.
10. Could you be best friends with this character?
I would definitely be besties with Present Mic! Our personalities are almost alike and honestly, man needs a hug. I like to give hugs. I will be that best friend he needs.
14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.
Present Mic - Definitely into wearing band shirts and jeans when he's casual or just around at home, but he's also stylish. Like... he would wear designer things and jewelry a lot. He would wear black, but also a lot of colors.
Oboro - I can see him being into streetwear, sporty. See him wear jackets, sweatshirts, baggy clothes. This dude wears sneakers and crocs, he would definitely wear crocs. Bright, soft colors, mostly blues and whites for him.
Eraserhead - Dude would have no fashion aesthetic, doesn't know how to dress, owns probably three good suits and ties and a lot of the clothes he has are really silly tees, sweatpants, with some bright colors thrown in there with dark grey and black.
Jiro - Punk rock girl into punk fashion. Would wear dark colors, but also light colors here and there like lavender. I can see her in loose clothing, would wear skirts, leggings, baggy jeans, cut-up tees and band shirts. Boots are definitely her thing. Chokers, wristbands, yep!
25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?
Present Mic - My first impression was that he was loud, funny and I knew I was gonna like him. My impression now is still relatively the same, like that more of how he is, is shown and I want to give this man a hug.
Bakugou - My first impression was "Ooooh, you're gonna get hit with the character development bat so hard, you little shit." My impression now? My boom boom gremlin boy definitely got hit with that CD and I need him to open his eyes like yesterday.
Miruko - "Minor character I'm gonna like" that was my first impression. Now it's "QUEEN, GODDESS, ABSOLUTELY THE BEST, DESERVES A VACATION AND HAPPINESS"!! She is one of my #1s. (I have two anyone who knows me, knows who the other one is.)
26. FREEBIE QUESTION!!
To answer the first part, I hate it. As I said before, I like looking past a character's surface to truly understand them. It's more acknowledged that Yamada is probably a lot more responsible than he seems because he has multiple occupations. But going further into the story, it can be seen this man is holding in a lot of feelings while also being there for people he cares about. He's also intelligent, real open-minded as he figured there's a traitor at UA. (AND WAS RIGHT!!)
Another character is Kaminari. He is a ray of sunshine, he's a little silly, but he's not a total idiot and careless as some people like to portray him as. At best, he's just disinterested in school work, but when he works hard enough, he is capable. He was able to come up with a plan, that worked, when his team went against Class B during the JT Arc just by applying his experience against Ibara. He's musically and artistically talented. He was even able to help Midoriya make a website in an OVA.
Just overall, I dislike it.
To answer the second part, I did read Vigilantes, in fact have posts of my reactions and Aizawa's flashback part? I cry about it every time I think about it. 😭 It was nice seeing, not just him, but Yamada and Kayama as teens with Oboro.
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