#fuck yeah ths smoke + tvs are so cool

[crystallineirises]

Emmy 2024 Liveblog

We high, we got snacks, we filled out a physical ballot lets see if i can figure out my mom's tv

heyyyyy a brother for MLK day

I do think about how he marched for me, a black girl, to say "step on me" about white women on the internet *black power fist*

I'm bored already lol

I turned the volume down lower so i can eat my little nosh

Why does the Fox camera never look as good as the other cameras, this has got an American Idol glow on it

I was like "is that Pete Davidson"

MOM

FOLLOWED BY SARAH

CHRISTINA why have not finished Dead To Me oh yeah cause I don't want it to end

ROUND OF APPLAUSE AND TEARS

TWO HITS DISABILITY AND OZEMPIC GO AWF

OH J - no it's not it's comedy

I'm rooting for everybody black actually I'm rooting for everyone this is stacked

AYO GET YR ASS UP HERE

Oooh Padma is looking fine

The energy of this is already better than the whole GG

CAAAAROOOOLLLL

They should just stay standing up

She looks so GOOD and that joke hit PERFECTLY women are better at everything

I don't really know which way this is gonna go

I still need to watch Poker Face I keep forgetting

QUINTAAAAA she looks so sweet

Damn Sarah got that ICE round her neck alright rap star girlfriend

SHERYL LOOKING REGAL

Didn't prepare nothing I love it

I really don't need to annotate the physical ballot and live blog but WHO CARES this is for me

Can these commercials stop the Discord said this is J's category and I know its not gonna be her but what if it *was*

I'm that meme of "Bruh thinks he's on the team" I've been nervous all DAY

Sam Seaborn what's up why are you hosting weird shit

*adds Sopranos to watch list*

Oh they have props money

OMG it's the mom from Rizzoli and Isles!!! OMG HEY

Hoooooo here we go

THESE GAYS

Eighty damn people in this category

GASP if you're gonna lose lose to Jennifer love this for us *CAW*

ALL THE EVIL GAYS

Your arm still broken damn

Someone give us the bleeped version plz but also he nailed that stare

Alan with his rocks and insects speech tho

SARAHHHH LOL TOMGREGS WINNING

DAMN that theme song sounds banging on this soundbar I really should learn how to use this tv

How is Curb still on the air? Not that it's bad, it just seems like it's been a very long time lol

Someone on Discord just said they wondered if they're gonna do a Friends thing for Matthew OH MY HEART in memoriam is gonna be roughhh

I'm not high enough lol

AYEEE EBON

Also that leather jacket is sickkk

I like the lack of commentary as they walk up, can we keep this shit classy

FIRST AD let's shout out the tech TEAMS

BLACKPEOPLEEE

I didn't realize Jeremy was also a small man lol I kinda would have loved for OMITB to win something but it's cool

sweet baby full of LOVE

AMY AND TINA

Smoke break

A pyramid lol

That woman behind him in the navy dress looked hot oh it's in a suburbs kinda way that's a great fucking dress though

OH she's not here? SHE ALWAYS HERE that's how black moms work

BEANS DONT BURN ON THE GRILL

Hannah's face and Kieran's face

BLACK DONT CRACK AND ITS NEVER TOO LATE

This is the blackest show i've ever seen without that many black people nominated

So many babes in this category

MORE BLACK WOMEN BLACK QUEER WOMEN

THIS SPEECH IS GOING OFFFFFFF

AND HER MOM I need to have all the black moms in the audience in a glamour shot together

oh and NOW we are high let's get into it YUH *rock on emoji*

WHERE EVERYBODY KNOW YR NAME

NORM

I love The Bear but I do like when things get spread out a bit? There's so many shows out there

*survivor yell*

YAY FOR THE GAYS AND GWORLS AND KWEENS AND THEYZ

Arsenio looks GOOD

Who is this beautiful woman

ALWAYS SUNNY THE KINGS AND QUEENS OF MY HEART and they look AMAZING

JUNO YOU LOOK SO HOT that hair swoop is STRONG

LOL can we get a full transcript of all bleeped things

shouts to all the negative bank account hoes out here

GREYZ BEBEZ where's Kate Walsh

BARZ

OH GOD GILLIAN i am about to lose it

Just kidding they just threw us off with x files theme that's fucked up

MAD MEN THEME ANOTHER BANGER

NOT THE HUG

*twerk team* also Sarah Snook

omg the boy from 30 rock his face is me

this speech was boring but that shot of J was great

Beef is so good so far but I'm only two episodes in

Not enough people have been chased off the stage honestly

Amy and Tina you look GREAT

ELTON JOHN EGOT GAYS IS WINNING

Ryan is chaotic evil lol but he sure has given us some shit to watch

Secondary Beef sweeeep

That's the thing, you get one good role and then you win all three awards it can get a little boring

you're gonna make it after aaaaaaallllllll

and a HAPPY MLK DAY TO US ALL

Jessica nominated for something in every awards show and every time she's just sitting around being pretty and chill

JOAN AND TARAJI DREAM BLUNT ROTATION

invited everyone you kneewwwooooooowww you would SEE the biggest gift would be from ME and the caaaardd attached would SAY thank U for being a friiiiieeeeeennnddddddEEEEENNDDDDD *dah*

How is there another 50 minutes of this I'm pretty much over it

Also this new show with Diane Lane *gay panic*

not a compilation video of TV lol

WAG THEME

*we ARE welcome*

GOD look at her why am I always in the room with my mother when she's on stage lol

Yay gay people winning again

YES THEY DID BABY TRENT DID HIS THANG

Looking at her titties looking at her nails looking at her ass looking at her dress i am so femme and so gay and also so femme

I love that *this* is why they had the WAG theme that didn't register at first lol

Is RuPaul singing this song in the background wait maybe thats Titus or Billie who IS that lol which black gay is that

What up Sarah Kate that's a very gay outfit lol

Okay we have another 40 minutes though so like...unless we're gonna have Sarah speak for like seventeen minutes

They also keep panning to Jessica Chastain because she just looks beautiful at all times at all angles in all and it doesn't make any sense

LOL they found Bella like quick where's an enby quick, lol panning to Jenna holding a girl's hand

OMG Babette from GG love her guitar jacket that's camp

"Why is this always so fuckin SAD" - crystallineirses on in memoriam segments

LESLIE

PAUL

IRENE

I am gonna CRY how dare they

not the collage like it's top model

I came back to some random dance sequence lol what up Calista

oh LORD it's Kieran's time *MANIFEST*

MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN

SO MUCH KISSING BRIAN WHAT

SHIRTS OFF SHIT

MO GAYS

THE DEEP SIGH

MANIFEST

TEAM SHIV

SHIV BABIES WE DID IT

THIS IS OUR TIME

EMMY WINNERS SARAH AND KIERAN

"MLK allowed me to celebrate a bunch of white people depicting even worse white people" - crystallineirses on the Succession wins

MEN KISSING ON TV

FX IS TIGHT

GO J GO

get your way to him lol

Why are they off screen lol

Not me just watching J and Kieran shuffling around

DAMN Hannah

it's been real yall

Just more hugs for all the boys

MLK IN THE CREDITS

[everyhowlmarksthedead]

❛ JUST ONE SECOND ❜

with Creeper Vargas.

Request: Holà! Do you mind to write something about Creeper ? This guys needs more love ! 😍 Maybe reader & Creeper are already in relationship. And Reader is firefighter & Creeper and Crew see her during intervention? And he can be very scared for her or very excited? Ending with smut ? 🙈🔥 If u don't want or can't.... That's totally fine 😊❤

BY ANON

Warnings: NSFW, SMUT and Creeper trying to be romantic.

Word count: about 2.9k

Aurora says: this writing hasn't been edited, you may find some grammar mistakes, I'm sorry about that!

Gif credits: @angels-reyes.

Masterlist.

You can’t lie. The fire warning from a location close to Vicki’s house surprised you. In less than fifteen seconds you are already wearing the heavy equipment, ready to drive the fire truck through the border of Santa Madre, crossing it by the private door you have to avoid the fact to wait for other cars to step aside and let you pass them away. The sirens can be heard all around the mexicali dessert, speeding up as soon as you see the smoke screen close to Riz’s lands, with furious engulfing blazes burning down a whole house. The police patrols are leading you the road, having to overtake them because of their low velocity. That doesn’t help you, and your boss shouting at you to do it either. Stopping the wheels dead with a dry noise, you all jump out of the heavy vehicle under the attentive looks of the neighbors. But you can’t think about it, about their whispers, not about the guys looking at you from Vicki’s porch. You’re too busy hearing the orders while García helps you to wear the equipment and the helmet covering your head completely. A house. Two floors. One garage. Kitchen, bathroom and living room in the first one. Three dorms, two bathrooms and a built-it closet in the hallway. A woman screaming through the second window on the top floor at your left.

Your legs move faster than ever, as they trained you for years. You’re leading the team, organizing where they must go. Two men on the first floor. Two women and you on the second one, while the other four are outside trying to set off the burning with the hoses from the truck. Whenever you cross a door, it’s like coming into hell. The heat is scorching. You can feel how your body melts because of it, going upstairs and controlling the fire around you to not get fucked up by an unexpected flame. The doors are closed, grabbing the axe on your back to hit the center of them, so the rooms can breathe a little. Knowing by that technique where the fire originated. The color of the smoke says a lot about it. The blacker, the closer you are to the epicenter.

“BE FUCKING HURRY, TEAM! THIS SHIT IS GONNA FALL DOWN!” You scream, as loud as your throat let you, while they begin to explore the dorms.

It’s easy to find the mother and her children, feeling some water refresh your equipment when you get closer to a window. You’re always the last one to go downstairs, making sure no one else is there. Through the walkie you can hear your boss shouting at you to go out, before the house gets destroyed. The water is not helping to turn off the fire. But when you’re about to do it, you hear a high-pitched cry coming from the built-it closet. Closed. With all your force, you hit the doorknob to break it and open it. A small dog jumps into you, scared, crying and moving his tale. A mix of emotions that you’re fast to deal with. Leaving the axe on the floor, you open your jacket to tuck him under it, zipping it again to protect him from the flames. He’s not going to die there, and later you will figure out why he was locked down inside a wardrobe. Running again towards the stairs, you have to throw yourself back when a roof wooden beam falls over them, covered into flames. Just one second. You have just one second to go backwards, disconnecting from the world, from the screams of your boss, from the screams of your mates calling you through the walkie. Just one second to remember where the whiter smoke was. Just one second that can cost your life if you don’t act quickly. You’ve been in worse shit than this. Fuck, you will adopt that cute puppy that just in one second stole your heart. And you smile at him, just one second.

Turning around above the heavy boots, you run to the second dorm kicking the door to come in. The flames are burning down the walls, leaving enough space to reach the window. Hitting the glass with your elbow to break it, you stick your head out.

“BRING THE BLANKET! BRING THE FUCKING BLANKET!”

As soon as your team finds you, they run to the fire truck to grab a big blanket to positionate themselves under the windows, stretching it high enough to jump onto it. You take just one second to surround your chest with both arms, holding the dog tightly under your grip, before placing a leg over the frame to boost yourself out. In the fall, you turn your body to give them your back. You can feel the animal stirring scared under your arms, hugging him a little more, until bouncing twice on it. Your team helps you to get up when they leave you on the floor, unzipping your jacket to calm the dog crying, under the claps and the cheerings of the viewers there as if it was a fucking tv show. No, that’s not Chicago Fire mexicali version. That's real life, where you can die in just one second.

Your girls from the hospital unit grab the dog to put him in an air mask, checking that he’s okay while you take off the equipment with some help. Your boss spills a water bottle over you, when you are already off from the uniform to refresh your skin and your face.

“WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING ABOUT, (Y/N)?!”

“I COULDN'T LEAVE HIM THERE! WHY THE FUCK HE WAS LOCKED DOWN?”

You try to find the family between the patrols, the gossips and your team. But before you can find them being assisted by the paramedics, you find the crew. They’re assorted looking at you and, among them, Creeper on the brink of collapse. His face is the last thing you see before falter to the ground, with your heartbeat over the sky.

You have a deep breath, taking off the mask that covers your face, coughing and puking some salive over the edge of the hospital bed. Bewildered and stunned you try to focus your gaze, hearing a lot of voices like far echoes. The light is blinding you, putting a hand on your eyes and shaking your head, while the calls get clarified, finally hearing your name. A doctor takes off your hand to cheek your pupils and your throat. Apparently, you swallowed too much smoke and that provoked you to faint. You can hear how he talks with some men, assuring them that you’re okay and that you just need to rest.

“My mo-mouth… tastes like… ugh, shit”. You cough again, feeling some pain doing it. “Tastes like a fucking… ashtray”.

The soft laughs flood the room, opening slightly your eyes enough to see your boss, Bishop, Marcus and Creeper close to the bed. Your boyfriend sits on the edge, holding your hands and leaning forward to kiss your forehead, pulling away some bristles of your hair.

“Damn, mami… You scared the shit outta me…” He whispers with a low broken thread of voice.

“I bet you… were… fe-feeling hotter th-than that house, watching me in… action”. You mutter between some more coughs.

“(Y/N), how do you feel?” Carlos, your boss, comes closer to caress your left cheek.

“Ready to… work tomorrow, jefe”.

“Yeah, fuck you, (Y/N)”. He replies breaking into laughs. “I will sign your withdrawal for some days. Rest as much as you can, arai’?”

“Yes, daddy, I’ll… be a go-good girl”. You joke with him, before seeing him leave the room to keep your mates informed.

“Do you need anything, querida?”

“Nah, Bish… I’m just tired”. You answer trying to get up on your forearms with Creeper helping you to lie somewhat comfy. “Where’s the dog?”

“Frankie is taking care of him in the station, until you get out. He thought that maybe you wanted to adopt him”.

Your eyes go up to your boyfriend, twisting his neck assorted on caressing your hands.

“Neron?”

“Hm…?” Shaking his head, he comes back to the real world. “Yeah… Yeah, sure. We can bring him with us”.

“We will let you rest, mija”. El Padrino narrows one of your feet, sending you a kiss through the air before leaving the room and closing the door.

“You okay?” You ask then, coupling your body among Creeper's arms.

“You know…” The half mexican clicks his tongue, accommodating his head on the pillow lying down. “I like your job, it's cool and you save lives, but… I've never seen you working and that… shit really scared me, baby. Seeing you jump outta the window, the explosion after that…”

“Wait. What explosion?”

“You were leaving in the ambulance when it happened, I saw it through ma' mirror”.

“Aw, you were following me like a doggy?” You tease him hugging his back, and pecking his face.

“Shut up, crazy bitch… I was fuckin' worried thinking I've lost you”.

“Nah… not until you… motherfucker… ask me to marry you”. Pointing his chest with your forefinger, chuckling, you highlight every word. “Then, I can die”.

“Ain't gonna propose to you to keep you alive”. He says laughing, while you hit his chest with pursed lips. “I fuckin' love you, mami. If I lose you, I die”.

“Now you know how I feel every time you leave our home, Creeper”.

“Yeah, okay, but do you love me too or what? I'm trying to be fuckin' romantic”.

You laugh again between some coughs, covering your mouth with a hand.

“Let me show you how much, papi”. You mutter raising a leg over his waist, to push him closer.

“No, no, no… We ain't gonna fuck here”. He breaks into laughs, trying to survive to your puppy eyes. “Shit, no. Someone could enter…”

“And, what? I was about to die, they will understand it”. You sob trying to pity him.

“You can make any efforts”. He says pulling away your leg, but it comes back holding him tighter.

“Touch me at least… C'mon, Neron… please…”

“Baby, stop moving!” You can't help but rub your body against his, complaining with some noises.

“C'mon… Just a little… please”.

“Bab—”.

“C'mon! You know you will end up doing it…”

“Fuck… I fucking hate you, bitch”.

“Okay, douchebag, I get it. But touch me”. You beg him biting his lower lip.

“If you feel like you're dro—”.

“Fucking touch me, Neron”.

The man laughs softly, moving his hand on your waist down to your pelvis, tucking it under the green pants of the hospital. Creeper has the other arm surrounding your neck, while your fingers get tangled in his shirt as he's closer. His fingertips tour the fabric of your panties, pressing the center slightly moistened, licking your lips with his tongue before kissing you. Lying a little on the mattress, your boyfriend accommodates himself over one of his sides while you curl your right leg.

“Don' fuckin' scare me again, ah?” He whispers onto your lips, with his dark eyes fixed on yours. You just nod leaving a short kiss on his lips.

When you feel one of his fingers easily sliding into you, you can’t help but have a breath biting your lip. He does it slowly, enjoying every gesture on your face, pulling it back with the same pace to thrust you again. He’s torturing you, and you know it, as if it was a punishment for worrying him. But soon, his hand begin to move somewhat faster, containing some moans to avoid being heard by the doctors and the patients that walk through the hallway. Creeper loves when you fuck in public, hiding from the rest, and you have to try to be the most silent possible. Your hands press his head when he strokes your needy clit, gasping straight to his lips and closing your eyes for some seconds. Now it feels better than ever, having thought just for one second that it wouldn’t happen again.

“Do you think you can have another finger, ah?”

“Shit, yes, Creep'”.

A fleeting smile appears on his mouth, pounding you without expecting to be this fast. You have to collide your lips against his when you experiment that pleasure, bringing his hand to your limits, to drown a delighted scream. You're so wet that he can drown them inside your pussy without doing any efforts, fucking you as you begged some seconds ago. The fact that you can be caught for a nurse and that he's constantly drinking your gestures, maintaining your gaze with his, makes you feel out of control moving your waist against his hand.

“Fuck, papi…”

“You want a third?” He asks with his voice getting somewhat hoarsely.

“Please… Please”. You whisper with some difficulties because of your breath.

“Enjoy it, mami”.

The third finger gets digged into you harder, covering your mouth with a hand that your boyfriend slaps and takes to the back of his head.

“You asked for, carry with consequences”. He growls speeding up the moves of his wrist.

“Fuck, Neron…” You cry resting your forehead on his over the pillow. “Make me cum, please… I need you to do it”.

The half mexican kisses you, tucking his tongue inside your mouth in a filthy kiss, desperate for finding yours and mixing your salivas. One of the things he loves the most is when you beg him, being at the edge of the orgasm and spreading your legs for him, to do with you whatever he wants.

“Not yet, baby”. He denies shaking his head and pulling away his hands from your pants.

“'Fuck you doing, Neron?” You complain frowning, out of air. “If you don't finish, I'm gonna rip off every tat—”.

“Pull off your clothes”. He interrupts you chuckling, and grabbing your throat with his wet fingers.

Arching your back and sliding the pants and the panties through your legs, he helps you with the horrible green shirt.

“Open your legs”.

“Wh—”.

“(Y/N), open your legs”. He demands squeezing one of your thighs.

At the moment you obey, he settles himself between them crawling down your stomach without taking off his eyes from you. Sitting up on your forearms, lying against the bed backrest, Creeper sinks his face in your wet pussy sucking your clit in the meantime you place your legs over his shoulders. If there is something he does like a master is eating you out. His tongue toures your entrance and your clit with passion, pounding you with the same three fingers that started that game of being silent. He knows well what you like, how you like it and where he has to press to make you cum.

You can't help but place both hands on his head, caressing his back with your shaky legs, putting you closer from the ecstasy by hitting your g-spot with his long fingers. A soft moan escapes inevitably from your throat when his free hand finds your breasts, pinching one of your nipples, massaging and squeezing it brisling every inch of your skin. Your eyes are on him, watching how much he is enjoying pleasing you, but controlling your breathing to not make you cough. If you do it, he will stop and you will be lost. But you're okay. More than okay. His warm mouth devouring you is like touching the sky, the effort he makes to tease you and make you cry out his name, wanting someone to hear you. But you're an expert. He has done it a lot of times and you always win.

“I'm so close, papi…” You mutter with a trembling voice, arching slightly your back, when his fingers go harder and faster nailing in your wetness.

And it doesn't take you much more, covering your mouth with both hands and closing your eyelids, drowning his full name on your palms. Creeper pulls out his fingers, nailing both hands on your thighs, drinking your juices desperate to taste you until your body can't fight anymore against his lips sucking you out.

“Fuck, baby”. He says after leaving a last lick all over your pleased pussy with the full extension of his tongue, crawling up to your mouth while your legs get intertwined with his. “You're my favorite meal”.

“I want you to fuck me, please”. You beg him between some kisses, trying to recover the air. “I can feel you… so fucking hard, Neron…”

“Not until we're home”. He rejects you wrapping your body with both tattooed arms. “For the moment, settle for this”.

“Papi…”

“No”. He repeats biting your lower lip, rubbing the rigid fabric of his jeans against your wet core, making you moan again.

“You're wanting it as bad as I want it”.

“I just want you to get better. Then, I'll fuck my future wife all the time she asks me for”.

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New Beginnings (Chapter 6)

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New Beginnings Baby Drabble

New Beginnings Baby Drabble No2

Warnings: Smut, explicit, mentions of childbirth and babyloss

Back in LA, May arrived and Emily agreed with her agent to take on a new project. She was trying very hard to re-balance her focus, doing more exercise and reconnecting with friends including Chloe who was now 8 months along in her pregnancy. She and Keanu started the counselling sessions which included some sessions together and some alone. Being able to voice their hopes and fears together helped and airing darker thoughts separately made it less daunting for them both to open up.

Keanu agreed to try to stop smoking or at the very least cut right back and they both agreed to reduce their drinking. Emily also put away the charts, thermometer and ovulation tests. Counselling had let her see these as part of becoming obsessed with getting pregnant and she had shared her fears about that meaning she wasn’t able to be a good partner to Keanu.

At the same time, they also focused more on having some little pleasures to look forward to in between work and whilst they weren’t going to stop trying, they hoped to put it more in the background while they enjoyed themselves on day trips or weekends away.  A key thing they had also both agreed on was that sex needed to be about making love not just making a baby.

Some of the weight of worry was off their shoulders and Emily smiled as she packed a bag ready for a long weekend up in Sonoma county at the Lambert Ridge Winery. 

Keanu had been there on an Arch owners trip and said it was just the get-away they needed. Yes it was a winery but they weren’t being teetotal so a weekend away there was allowed! She remembered her conversation with Chloe about tricking the fates into allowing her to get pregnant – maybe this trip would work the same way for them as the Hotel George V had for Chloe and John.

The trip has been wonderful. There was a wonderful tasting and education session where they hung out with a tutor and a group of other patrons tasting different wines and learning how to identify different scents and flavours. There was good food, walks in the woods and some mind blowing sex on their last day. They’d basically spent the entire morning on one session, Emily lost count of the orgasms she had from his hands and tongue before he finally fucked her until she had what felt like an out of body experience as she came, his cock filling her and his thumb pulsing on her clit. The sensation was an all encompassing thrill as she watched him let go too. Afterwards was almost as good as they just lay under the breeze from the ceiling fan, their fingers drawing lazy circles on each other’s cooling skin as they recovered.

“Never stop doing this part” she said softly

“Never” he agreed kissing her gently.

June came around and Emily was on edge every day waiting to hear from Chloe as she and Keanu would be looking after Jamie when time came for her delivery. The call came on 6th at 11pm, and they hurried over to Chloe and John’s having agreed it would be easier on Jamie to stay in his own home while they were gone. The labour went right through the day of 7th with slow progress for Chloe. She’d had a C-section for Jamie and was hoping she might be able to deliver naturally this time but it wasn’t to be this time either and she had another section on the morning of 8th delivering a girl they named Rosie. Keanu and Emily were finally able to hand over to John that evening returning home with some take out Chinese to enjoy.

As they lay back on the sofa watching TV, Emily was scrolling through her calendar on her phone when she gasped.

“what?”

“I’m late!” she said

“late?”

She nodded vigorously, “late for my period, at least a week” I haven’t been focused on it what with Chloe’s baby arriving”

“Oh my god, do you have a test here?”

Emily gulped and nodded, going a bit pale.

“well come on, let’s see, Emily this might be what we’ve been waiting for!”

They went to the bathroom and found the test in the cabinet. She sat on the toilet to pee on the stick then set it down face down and Keanu set a timer on his phone, sitting on the edge of the bath while they waited.

The tension was palpable as they waited in silence and they both jumped when the alarm went off.

“Ready?” he asked.

She nodded, picking up the stick and turning it over to reveal two faint blue lines.

“Oh my god, it’s positive – it’s kind of faint though don’t you think?”

“I’ve never seen one before in real life” he said

She giggled

“Me neither, I probably don’t know what I’m talking about!”

“Em, Em we did it, we’re going to have a baby!” he practically shouted, throwing his arms around her. Tears of relief were falling when Emily pulled back to look at him.

“yes we are!”

The next week passed in a daze. Emily made an appointment to see her OBGYN and Keanu seemed to be on cloud 9 as well as super concerned that she was OK. Truth be told Emily didn’t feel well but she couldn’t put her finger on what it was. It wasn’t morning sickness but she just didn’t feel well in herself.

On 15th, Keanu had a script read through in the morning and he left her sleeping in bed. When she woke up she was burning up and confirmed quickly that she was running a temperature. She was unsure what to do, not wanting to take any medication given the pregnancy. She went to the bathroom thinking a cool shower might help. To her horror, when she went to pee, she saw she had some spotting. It was only light and she tried to stay calm but she had a sinking feeling that all wasn’t well.

By lunchtime she’d started to get abdominal pain and a pain in her shoulder. By the time Keanu returned she was bent over the sofa in pain.  He took one look at her, his heart thumping a mile a minute and sprung into action to take her straight to hospital.

In the ER they said the symptoms suggested an ectopic pregnancy where the egg gets stuck in the fallopian tube, not making it to the womb and causes extreme pain. This was soon confirmed when the obstetrics specialist arrived to do a scan. Emily was rushed to surgery to remove the baby in the course of which she lost her left fallopian tube.

Keanu was left reeling. They showed him to a private room where he could wait and he called his sister for moral support. Karina came straight there and sat with him until Emily came out of surgery and was moved to a private room.

Keanu sat and held her hand until she came round but she was still very woozy. Not so much that she didn’t know what had happened and she kept saying how sorry she was  as the tears flowed for both of them.

The next morning, their doctor came to see them and explained what had happened and what it meant for the future. Their chances were significantly reduced though not by half. Still if it had taken a year to get pregnant with 2 tubes Emily didn’t want to think about how long it might take to achieve another pregnancy.

As they both shed quiet tears,  Keanu felt helpless  - like all he could do was hold her hand, part of him wishing he’d never asked her if she wanted to go for it after that day at the party.

Back home after she was released from hospital, he tucked her into bed and they lay holding each other,  crying until their tears ran dry.

The next morning over breakfast Emily had made a decision.

‘let’s stop, please let’s just stop and go back to how we were, I can’t take it anymore’

‘you wanna go on birth control again?’

‘’yeah, at least for now, I’m too scared of the same thing happening again”

“Ok” he said quiet and sad “OK”

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New Beginnings Baby Drabble

New Beginnings Baby Drabble No2

[defleurtradingco]

Epoch- Carnivore

(Previous: Growl, Next: Paranoid)

"I'm tellin' ya Solaina I looked high n' somewhat low an' I can't find a scrap or any hint'a who he even might be. But I mean… c'mon if'e was out in th' desert all alone whadda YOU think?"

"I would not be so hasty into jumping to conclusions. He may have not seen the ghouls who reside out there.”

"Oh I don' doubt he's seen 'em. Kin'a hard not to… Specially if they start chasin’ ya an’ hootin’ n’ hollerin’..."

It started with a voice. The rest of the world began to fade back in after that.

Maybe it was the television. Or the radio... or maybe whoever the owner of the voice was was in the bathroom. It sounded slightly echo-y like that... 

They were talking to someone... or to themselves...

Maybe the phone...

His head pounded as though someone were jabbing their thumbs against the top of his eyeballs. With a groan, he brought his sore arms up to his face to cover his eyes.

Soft...he was laying on blankets. And sheets. It had to be a mattress. It was springy, and far better than the ground.

The sudden wave of exhaustion passed quickly however and he sat up with a sudden jolt, loaded with adrenaline.

The room spiraled and swirled and everything spun and wobbled in a blurry mess of lights, shadows and warm colors until it didn't anymore.

There was a lamp next to him on an end table beside the bed. Across from him was a dresser and a TV sitting on it and tuned into the local news station. There was another wardrobe next to that… a small table next to that… it looked like a hotel room.

Or a motel. Whichever one.

It smelled like one too, save for the faint scent of rot lingering in the air.

The man pulled his legs in so that we was practically hugging them as he glanced around, still in a daze.

He wiggled his toes. Where the heck was his other shoe? He only had one.

Before he could bring himself to wonder any more, he inhaled sharply and slid to the edge of the bed in an attempt to get back on his feet. As soon as he swung his legs over the side, he paused, squeezing his eyes shut. They ached horribly at first as though he’d just run a marathon only minutes ago, but it wasn't enough to stop him.

As soon as he moved a few paces forward, the sound of a door knob jiggling from off to the side of the room made him stop cold in his tracks.

Boot steps came out of the bathroom and onto the carpet, revealing a very surprised dead man.

Monte’s mouth hung open a little lower than usual as his hand quickly flew towards the bandanna he wore around his neck. He had to hide his face. But by then, his guest had already seen him. "Now hold on-" He dropped his phone as a lamp came flying at him, that he thankfully caught. "Son of a BITCH- HEY SI'DOWN-"

The man did not. He made a beeline for the door only to discover it was locked. In a panic he hadn't the sense to even open it (even if the lock was RIGHT there,) and instead whirled around and hissed, revealing a few teeth that were far too sharp for them to be normal. "Get AWAY." He bellowed. 

Monte fumbled with the lamp briefly and set it down, holding his hands up in a gesture of peace. "I ain' gonna do nothin' to ya. Who’dya think found yer ass out there in th' middle of th' desert, huh??"

The question only earned him another hiss.

"Fuck'sake...ok, uh…"

What could possibly sate an angry ...cat? man?? Monte didn’t know if he was ACTUALLY a cat. But he sure acted like one. And his eyes were very reminiscent of one as they reflected the light back towards him.

"Want somethin' ta eat? Got like uh… a chicken sandwich from earlier."

Saying so seemed to snap the cat-man out of his immediate rage. "...What???"

"Yeah, I got hungry but then I like… forgot." Monte backed away towards the table and reached for the paper bag that sat upon it, holding it up briefly before tossing it at the cat-man's general direction.

He caught and rifled through it, pulling out the promised chicken sandwich and turning it over a few times before scarfing it down like a wild animal.

"Hey, hey!! Easy there carnivore!! Ya got a name??"

The cat-man paused and glared at him mid-chew. Then he swallowed. "Grayson."

"Ahuh," Monte watched him a moment longer, making some sort of slight gesture for him to continue. "Grayson…"

"Randal."

"Huh... Well ok then… now listen, you in some kinda trouble or somethin'? Cuz I mean, I know some people who can getcha outta it provided ya ain't a crazy murderer or somethin' else creepy or nasty."

Grayson continued to glare at him, defensively more than anything. "No. I'm just an over-gloried courier.”

"Oh. Uh… right. So uh, you a Were too? Since ya got’em teeth n' all…"

"No. I'm not."

"No?" What did he mean no? He had sharp fangs that seemed more animal-like than human. His eyes were bright green, even in the bits that should have been white. They had slit pupils, his hair was this obnoxious color of red that no real redhead could ever have, he was scruffy, his nails were more akin to claws in that they were semi-sharp, and the bruises were already mostly healed.

He had to have been a Were.

"Well, whatever ya are, pretty sure ya know what the Other Side is an' all that jazz. A ghoul led me ta where you were. Lucky fer you they didn't feel like pickin' yer bones clean." Monte watched as Grayson crumpled up the paper bag and tossed it into a nearby trash can.

"I need to be in Vegas.” He said suddenly, “I was on my way there. For work."

"Vegas? Yer a fuck long way's off friend."

"I know." He grumbled.

Monte held his hands up again. "Easy, easy. Look, my boss lady just wants ta know if yer doin' aright since she helps folk like us alla time. And I did find ya while on the job, so, technically I gotta report that anyway."

“Who’s your boss??”

“Fine lady by the name of DeFleur, I’m sure you know of’em. Who doesn’t, amiright?” Grayson blinked a few times in surprise, before his eyes darted around the room. He was thinking. Or so Monte assumed.

“...She’s real good at helpin’, just sayin’. I mean, I feel kinda bad ya were out there in the dirt n’ such. So I mean...I dunno.”

Monte reached into his pocket for his phone as Gray came back around to the edge of the bed to sit and think some more. Every so often the deader glanced up at him, waiting for a reaction.

Guy woke up, said his name was Grayson Randal. Is he on database anywhere?

I do not know. I will have to check. Hopefully I can find some lead for you soon. Keep an eye on him.

Got it.

“So, Gray,” Monte cleared his throat unnecessarily, “I’m just about done here, an’ was gonna head back ta Kentucky n’ all that, but I mean... if ya need a ride ta get somewhere I s’ppose I don’t mind droppin’ ya off, ain’ like Nevada’s all that far if I pull an overnighter or somethin’. Maybe not even that.” It was late. The highways wouldn’t be jam packed, in all likelihood, but strange things happened out on the desert roads. “But only if it’s a super emergency. Elsewise, I can take ya there in th’ mornin’. We’ll probably be there by evenin’ tomorrow or even earlier.”

Grayson sighed, letting his shoulders drop. “It’s not an emergency. But, if you could, that’d be cool,”

“Guess that’s a word fer it. ...Why don’cha get some sleep an’ I’ll figure it out from there. We’ll call it a freebie this time, kid.” Grayson didn’t look very old. He looked to be around Ray’s age, for what it was worth. But, then again Weres (or ‘Not-Weres’) never did display signs of aging very well. Lucky them.

Without really waiting for another answer, the zombie shrugged once more. “I’m gonna step outside fer a smoke. Be back in a bit.”

The cat-man eyed him warily, but said nothing and instead only nodded, returning his gaze to the floor.

Monte lingered at the doorway for a moment longer before heading out to the motel parking lot.

“I sure hope she calls me back,” He muttered as he lit a half-used cigarette from that morning.

[fox-household]

Act 3: A Fellow Science Enthusiast, Chapter 1

Alright, here we are again, this one isn’t very long compared to how long it took to post this, also not to much happens action wise, so sorry about that. Anyway hope you enjoy the content, I’ll add links later because I am a tired individual.  Also since I haven’t done this for a while, I figure I should add it again.  Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters technically, they’re from AU’s I don’t own but they are also changed from they’re source, they only mimic the AU in backstory. Liberties have been taken for entertainment purposes as this is fan fiction basically and you can find the original non-changed and non-RP version of them by looking them up in google or something.  FIRST, PREVIOUS, NEXT, INFO

The skeleton scratched the side of his head with a finger stressfully, he was feeling the fear rise, and flashing red lights weren’t helping. Warning signals everywhere trying to warn him of ‘’Danger Imminent’’, even appearing in large red letters on the small screen, flashing away. ‘’Damn it I already know, just let me think’’, his mind was feeling cluttered with all the background noises and images, he had to cool down the core of the device before it exploded. Dropping the device on the table near the window he ran over towards the couch in front of the TV, where lots of tools were scattered, some on the floor, some on the couch and some in the crevices between cushions. Without checking which of them he was picking up, he quickly put together three different screwdrivers in his hands and ran back to the device, which he could feel heating up as he picked it up. He turned the device over and quickly jammed one of the three screwdrivers in a screw, trying to twist but finding it had no grip as the screwdriver didn’t fit, ‘’C’mon!!’’ he yelled as he threw it away and tried again with the second one, but it was only a repeat and another one went flying. The skeleton’s breathing was getting faster as panic was taking over, ‘’This better be it’’. With a shaky hand he inserted the third screwdriver, a smile appearing as he got it to fit in and start turning. A few rushed turns later the screw fell out, and another and another until finally the back of the device came off, which he was thankful for as it’s weight was starting to take a toll on his weary bones. ‘’Alright, we’re close, just got to move this wire over there…’’, he spoke to himself as he pulled out a yellow wire and plugged it into a different socket, and then completely removed a green wire from its socket, and then suddenly all the red flashing and loud warning signs stop, he turned it over to find a black screen. The skeleton let out a nervous laugh as he relaxed slightly, ‘’Heh good thing th-‘’ Suddenly a quick succession of beeps came out of the device and his eyes widened, ‘’Oh sh-‘’. Then suddenly an explosion erupted, and the only sound that was heard was a BOOM and shattered glass.

‘’God damn it Sci, here we are again’’. The skeleton sighed, he was currently sitting in his landlord’s office at her desk, watching the rabbit monster pace back and forwards over and over again, ‘’Sorry Brenda, didn’t really expect that to happen you know?’’ Brenda gave a frustrated growl towards him, ‘’Yeah, you never do, always build first, worry about OH&S later, how the hell didn’t you see this coming with an explosion like that, you took out your whole apartment.’’ Sci scratched the back of his head nervously, looking guilty, it really didn’t help that his clothes and face were black from the smoke and ash, ‘’Well uh the device was just something simple I created, I didn’t even think it was capable of such um damage.’’ She suddenly gave him a very angry and intense stare that caused him to physically gulp, he never liked being up against this look, it never bode well for him. ‘’Oh really? You didn’t think it had the capability? What the fuck were you making?!’’ He looked nervous, ‘’Um well… perhaps a… toaster?’’ ‘’Sci you better not be screwing with me!’’ He shook his head now, ‘’N-no it’s true, but not an ordinary toaster, one that uses thirty different scanners and few… other things that connect directly to a screen to give you instantaneous feedback on how well it’s cooked so it would be perfect for whoever uses it.’’ Brenda raised an eye brow at him, watching his expression and noticing the slight hesitation which gave her a theory, ‘’You know, I may not look it, but I’m smarter than the average bear. There is no way you could’ve made an explosion that badly with a simple electrical device, what else did you put in there?’’ This caused some panic on the skeleton, ‘’Uh just some other things to make it regulate temperature, especially in the core of it all…’’. ‘’Let me guess, a bunch of chemicals that aren’t completely safe… you got them from the lab, didn’t you?’’ His sudden frozen look was all the confirmation she needed, ‘’You weren’t meant to take these specific ones, were you?’’ ‘’N-no I’m sorry, yeah I used some things I shouldn’t have… but it’ll be ok right?’’ With this Brenda went silent and sighed, almost twenty awkward seconds of silence passed, ‘’I’m sorry too Sci, but I’m going to have to evict you.’’ ‘’What?! But… you can’t do that.’’ She nodded and crossed her arms, her expression had grown a lot softer now, which almost worried him more. ‘’It’s the only way, you can’t keep this up.’’ ‘’But it’s never been this bad before, this was my first big major issue, right?’’ he said as a growing worry was showing his voice. ‘’That’s the problem, it’s only escalating, it could get so much worse.’’ ‘’Can’t the company just pay for this repair?’’ ‘’Yeah they will, but after this there is no way they’re going to keep funding your accommodation and even then your stunts are making me lose customers, I can’t afford going out of business’’, she sighed once more, and gave Sci a look, showing that she didn’t want to have to do this. ‘’Is there anyway I can make it up to you, one more way to get a last chance?’’, he said pleadingly. ‘’No…honestly Sci I like you, I like you quite a lot, you’ve helped out a ton with your expertise and you’re a good friend, which is why you’ve stayed this long… and also why I’m going to falsify the report to your workplace, so you can keep your damn job. But I can’t keep it going on like this, I’m sorry, I want you to understand it’s not easy for me to make a decision like this’’. Sci nodded in acceptance, she was right, this was actually going to happen, he’d stuffed it up and he was going to have to accept the consequences. ‘’I… I understand, sorry, I’ll get what’s left of my stuff tonight and leave.’’ ‘’Do you need any help, I’ve got some friends who might take you in temporarily?’’, but the skeleton shook his head and took out his phone. ‘’No, but thanks for the offer. I’ll be good from here’’, he offered her a kind smile, ‘’No hard feelings here’’. She shook her head with a faint smile, ‘’No hard feelings here either, just stay safe, one of these days I swear, you’re gonna get worse than scorch marks.’’ She chuckled as she drew a line through the ash on his cheek, she then looked at her finger before rubbing it on her pants. ‘’If you need anything, you call me alright?’’ Sci nodded, ‘’You to, especially if something of yours goes toast’’. Brenda shook her head at the pun as he headed to the exit door, ‘’You know I’m gonna take you up on that offer, right?’’ The skeleton nodded with a slight laugh, ‘’Yeah of course, got a friend’s deal for you, about 5 grand per item I reckon’’. With this the rabbit monster rolled her eyes and gave him the middle finger before leaving. Sci now left alone in the dark office, he looked at his phone and went down the contact list. No not his Paps, he couldn’t move out of home and  move back in, plus with him having disappeared for… quite a while, he had learned to become much more independent without him, although it was good for Paps to mature. His Alphys was overseas working on something, maybe it would’ve been a good idea if he went with her, can’t very well keep her from here, not easily anyway. ‘’Grillby might be…’’ Sci’s mind flashed to the shit he was going to get from his counterpart there and without even giving time for his mind to think any other thought, he moved the contacts down a few more people before he came across another Alphys, Glitch to be precise. ‘’Heh, maybe she’ll help out, hopefully I won’t be to much of a bother, although knowing her, she’ll probably fake being ok with it anyway’’. With that he pressed the call button, and listened to rhythmic rings, waiting for someone to pick up.

 Sci stood outside the front gate, a concerned expression as he wondered if this house could even support another person living in it, surely even an extra bone of his was going to cause the whole place to come down, let alone himself and the two suitcases he brought with him. ‘’Well I guess I can’t talk, my old place is a little worse off now’’. That thought pushing him on, he chuckled as he opened the gate and walked towards the front door, hearing the creaking of the wooden porch. The skeleton started to feel some form of weird feeling inside his soul, as if he was starting to feel ill in the gut, but he couldn’t work out why, perhaps it was butterflies in his stomach, he had nothing to worry about, nothing to fear, it was just Alphys after all. Bone made contact with the door and a loud knock was made in the hope of gaining the attention of the house’s resident, and it wasn’t long before he knew it had done it’s intended purpose as he heard very fast footsteps, Alphys must either be very excited or very nervous, he instantly assumed the latter. Sci’s expression suddenly turned taken aback and confused and obviously his greeter noticed as a giggle came from the goat child in front of the skeleton. A few silent seconds passed before Asgore spoke, ‘’Heh, it’s nice to see you to Sci, how you doing’’? Sci shook his head and gave a curious smile, this was a bit different than he was expecting, ‘’Oh sorry, nice to see you as well, it’s been a while… what are you doing here? It’s getting a bit late, didn’t realise you two were close enough to have sleep overs’’. Asgore shook his head with a grin as he was obviously expecting this reaction, ‘’I’m um actually living here’’ ‘’L-living here?! Permanently? Gaster was ok with that?’’ Sci did the skeleton equivalent of an eyebrow raise as he wondered what the hell could’ve caused a situation like this, but he couldn’t complain, the more the merrier, and he enjoyed Asgore’s company at least. ‘’Yeah it’s all good, I’ve been living here for about a… a week huh? A week really goes by quick. Anyway yeah, so I guess we’ll be housemates for a while!’’, the goat child seemed to be quite happy as he moved out of the way of the door to let Sci in, an opportunity he took quickly, closing the door behind him. ‘’Well I guess you’ll be able to show me around since you’re experienced with the place’’, the skeleton said as he put down his stuff next to the front door, he would put it away later. The kid started to lead the guest to the kitchen, ‘’Well I’ll leave that to Alphys, she seemed incredibly excited to have you over.’’ Sci scratched back of his head with a nervous laugh, ‘’Really? That’s not what I was expecting… that’s nice I suppose.’’ ‘’Yeah, I think she really wanted to show off the small lab she has in the basement, I don’t think showing it to me had the effect she desired, most of it went over my head’’, Asgore chuckled as he got out a pot and started to fill it with water under the sink tap. ‘’Oh, I see, I’m actually interested in checking that out now, I wonder what she managed to fit inside? Speaking of her, where is she at the moment?’’ Asgore thought for a second before responding, ‘’She’s out getting dinner, think we’re just having some chicken and stuff? Can’t quite remember’’. He grinned, the kid was glad that Alphys wasn’t here right now, otherwise she would’ve insisted on serving the tea because she was their host, but it was his turn and he was going to deliver a good impression with this. Asgore moved the half full put over to the stove and turned the gas on, and in an action that frightened Sci for a second, he stuck his paw into the stove and then suddenly there was fire. The goat quickly pulled his hand out before it got to hot for him and turned to Sci, seeing a bigger smile appear on the skeleton filled with curiosity, ‘’Been learning some new tricks kid?’’ Asgore gave a slightly proud smile, not that he felt he had much to be proud about, ‘’Uh yeah, I’ve umm been practising this…’’, He raised his paw up and after a couple of seconds of concentration, light blue flames danced around it, like his paw was a match. ‘’Looking very nice, seems a little… familiar though.’’ Asgore gave a shy smile, ‘’Yeah we did think that as well, can’t give you a reason why though, but it’s cooler than orange… anyways there’s not much to be super impressed with, I can’t throw it and it’s not the hottest thing in the world, no where near Tori or anything.’’ Sci shrugged, ‘’Hey I’m sure you’ll get there kid, just keep working on it and soon enough you’ll be flinging fire like the best of them… flinging safely of course’’. The two of them gave small laughs as Asgore opened a packet of Golden Flower Tea, preparing for use. Sci gave a small sigh and then seemed to start examining Asgore, before finally resting on a joking grin. ‘’Guess you’re starting to grow up, aren’t you? Although… I don’t think you’ve got any taller.’’ Asgore crossed his arms and glared at Sci, ‘’People change greatly over two years and one of those great changes is my height. The Asgore you knew probably was a midget compared to me!’’ Sci laughed and shrugged, he was aware people change over large amounts of time, he knew better than most. Also, while he was mostly just trying to tease the boy, he honestly couldn’t really see much of a difference, perhaps he was just unobservant. Before Sci could try and give Asgore another fun verbal jab, the two of them turned as they heard the front door open and the goat gave a smile, ‘’Hey Al, he’s here!’’

’’Well at least this guy might actually be helpful, we don’t need another freeloader’’, Alphys sighed as the voice already started to complain, although it didn’t bring her down whatsoever, ‘’Asgore is a welcome addition to this place, ok?’’. The voice made a noise to show they didn’t care about arguing anymore, and she was fine with that. The lizard put her shopping bags next the her new guests suitcases and then sped walked to the kitchen swiftly, a big smile on her face as she entered, ‘’Hey Sci, W-welcome!!’’. Sci smiled as Alphys came over and hugged him, he returned the favour with his arms, although he still felt a little awkward doing it. She moved back and the two guys both noticed she seemed fidgety, although it was obviously more of an excited happy fidgety rather than one from pure nervousness, although that temporarily disappeared as she gave a squinty look at Asgore, and he gave back a slightly guilty shrug, ‘’The Golden Flower Tea’s already out Al, I got this one, leave the greeting tea to me’’. Alphys’ expression returned to what it was before as she turned back to Sci, ‘’S-sorry I uh wasn’t h-here when you a-arrived, but I g-got dinner, going to try and c-cook some ch-chicken and-‘’ ‘’It’s alright Al, glad to see you, how’re you?’’ Alphys was tapping her hands together, a nervous smile appearing, ‘’Oh uh I-I’m fine, j-just h-happy th-that you made it, I’m uh g-going to make sure y-you’re comfortable and such…,’’ She seemed to sweat slightly as she seemed to have some sort of realisation, ‘’Oh g-gosh s-sorry, I’m b-being a real suck u-up aren’t I? J-just make y-yourself at home, d-do whatever y-you want’’. The shy monster looked a little confused as Asgore and Sci shared a look and a grin before turning back to her, they seemed to have some mutual thought that made her a little worried. ‘’Hey Al, is there anything you want to do?’’, Sci gave a knowing smile and suddenly Alphys seemed to get super nervous, ‘’Oh uh n-nothing, I’m h-happy t-to just ummm chill and stuff…?’’ Asgore now decided to pitch in, a similar grin to the skeleton appearing, ‘’Are you sure you don’t want give Sci a tour of the place… perhaps somewhere in particular?’’ Suddenly the lizard realised what they meant and she proceeded to give Asgore another small glare before looking up at Sci, her hands balled up in front of her face and the fidgeting got a little more intense, ‘’Ok ummm I-I could sh-sh-show you… uh only i-if you w-want, n-no need to umm… feel p-pressure or anything, y-you don’t n-need to e-even w-‘’ Sci decided it was best to interrupt before she had a verbal implosion, ‘’Yes Alphys, I would like to see your lab, right now if you wish’’. She stared up at him for a few seconds as he simply gave her a nod. Before in almost in an instant, Alphys grabbed Sci’s hand and dragged him off quickly out of the room, Asgore was certain if he’d blinked, he would’ve thought the two of them had disappeared into the very thin air that was left before them.

[cosmic-divinity]

Demons: Making a Mess All Over the City (7)

I’m back with another update! 

Ryo got them out of there before things could get out of hand. From the incident of Akira suddenly pulling him away from that guy, he noticed more shadowy figures appearing near the back walls. He knew this place was connected to everything that was going on, but it wasn’t the epicenter. From the other information he had gotten along with Akira’s, it sounded like the main church here was the place to go. Even being close to Akira, something he had only dreamed of before, he still felt a hanging sense of dread. It was like a pressure on his temples that was telling him to get out of here.

He took a deep breath of the cool night air once they were back outside. It had been getting a little too hot in there with all the bodies around dancing. He stretched his arms above his head and took deep inhales in since he had the binder on. Akira was doing the same, going to lean against the outside of the building to cool down. He had let his feelings get the better of him, but he was still a bit pissed at Ryo for just putting himself into a situation like that. Sure, they were on a job or whatever, but he really didn’t have any limits, did he? Who knew how far he was going to let that creep get?

Ryo pulled out a cigarette and lit it, attempting to calm himself down. He went over to lean on the building by Akira, staring up at the night sky. It was completely dark now with the stars twinkling with their ghostly, far away light. What was he doing? He was putting Akira in harms way yet again. Had he not learned at all from what happened before? He had basically gone mad from the paranoia and betrayed Akira by outing him as a demon. Because of him, he had to rebuild his life all over again. He was sure most people had forgotten about that since demons have become more of a norm or at least most people confirm their existence but still. Who was to say he wouldn’t try that shit again: lose his mind from the growing threat and do something stupid. He could feel himself starting to sweat again, heart pounding in his chest. Akira was one of the most precious things in the world to him. He nearly lost him before and wasn’t about to let that happen again.

             “You should be more careful, Ryo,” Akira said, breaking the strenuous silence between them. “And I’m not talking about the smoking.”

             “I know you’re not,” Ryo sighed, stealing a glance over at him. Maybe he should just tell him to leave before he fucks up and ruins his life again. “I’m sorry. I’m getting you into all this demon stuff again. I should really learn from my past mistakes, but I always fuck things up somehow. Maybe..we should quit while we’re ahead. I mean, you and I. It seems like it’s always bad luck for you to be around me.”

             “Wait, what are you talking about? Do you mean all that shit that happened? Ryo, I’m just talking about what you did in the club. I didn’t know how far you were going to let that guy go knowing you, so I stepped in before anything could happen. That’s all. You should think before you put yourself in situations like that. You act all tough, but I know you tend to either freeze up or just freak out in situations like that.” He paused for a moment, looking towards the ground then back up to him. “What you did back then was really shitty. My life was ruined, and then all the blame was being put on me. I basically had to run away from all I knew. But even so, I do forgive you. I know the situation was tough, and all the stress had really gotten to you. I admit I wasn’t really myself by the end either, but we’ve both moved on and somewhat built our lives back up. I’m not just gonna leave you while we’re in the middle of an investigation. This city needs us or more people are going to keep disappearing. I’m with you through thick and thin here, okay?” Akira noticed Ryo had started shivering a bit being that he was just in the crop top, and the air was cold tonight. “Here.” He slipped his jacket onto Ryo’s shoulders, rubbing him there to get some heat going.

             “Oh, th-thanks,” Ryo stammered, face heating up as he hadn’t expected that at all. “You really want to keep working with me on this? It’s really okay if you want to leave, go back to your studies and such. I kind of did drag you into this with what was happening with my dad.”

             “It’s really okay. I promise. We do have a lead after all. The church might really be the epicenter of all this activity. If that’s true, you’ll need my help because whatever is causing all this is probably something powerful. You’re my witch after all,” he said with a wink, trying to lighten the mood some.

             “Heh, yeah, I am your witch. I do try my best.” Though he was laughing, he still felt a tense presence around even though they were outside the club now. He could’ve sworn he saw things lurking in the shadows and felt his stress levels sky rocket. “Let’s continue this conversation back at the hotel. I don’t like being out in the open like this.”

Akira nodded and went back over there with Ryo, trying to act nonchalant about the way Ryo was clinging to him as they walked. Despite him having the jacket on, he could still feel him shivering. He wondered if Ryo was also sensitive to the presence of demons too. Hell, maybe he really was a witch in a way.

Once they were back in the room, Ryo handed the jacket back to him and immediately went to his suit case to find something more comfortable to wear for lounging around. He loved the outfit he was wearing, but he needed comfort right now. He raised an eyebrow when he came across a strange item he didn’t recognize in his small duffel. Pulling out a pendant on a silver chain, he fixated on it. Connected to the chain was a deep red zircon crystal, a rather big one too. The aura around it was strange, especially when he touched the crystal itself. He knew that zircon crystals were some of the oldest on Earth, ranging up to three, almost four billion years. How did this even end up here? He didn’t remember ever owning or wearing it at all.

             “What are you looking at?” Akira asked, walking up to him. He looked at the crystal curiously. He also felt a sort of weird vibe from it, almost familiar in a way but only from a small part of him.

             “It’s a zircon crystal, but I honestly have no idea where this came from. I’ve never owned or worn something like this, but I found it in my bag.” With a shrug, Ryo slipped it around his neck, finding it fit perfectly with the zircon resting right under his collar bones.

             “Well, maybe you just packed it in a rush and forgot? It is pretty cool looking. It’ll go well with your witch look,” Akira said, still feeling a bit wary of it, but he kept that to himself. He noticed that other material under Ryo’s shirt that he had noticed at the club when that creep was feeling him up, but he wasn’t entirely sure if he should ask. “Um, Ryo, I’ve been meaning to ask, but what is that you’re wearing under your shirt? Is it like an under shirt or something?”

Ryo glanced down, noticing his binder was showing a bit as it had been at the club too. He could just say it was an undershirt, but Akira was his best friend and also his huge crush since about forever. He was comfortable telling him.

             “Well, no, actually..it’s a chest binder.” He took a moment to slip off his shirt, showing it to him. “It’s something that’s very personal to me, well obviously it is my body. Plus, we were busy with all the demon stuff at the time and younger. And well..I’m going to put this as simply as possible so I don’t make this anymore awkward, but I have boobs basically.” He smirked a bit at the slight look of surprise from Akira. Other than that, he didn’t react in any other visible way. “I developed them during puberty. I have a dick, and I still identify as a guy, but I just happen to have boobs too. I don’t really know why I took so long to tell you. I guess I didn’t want to make things awkward in our friendship or whatever.”

             “Oh, I really don’t mind. I was just curious as to what you were wearing. That’s cool. It doesn’t change anything about us. I promise.” Akira smiled and reached out to give Ryo’s hand a squeeze. “It’s really cool that you’re comfortable enough to tell me that.”

Ryo felt a rush of relief course through him, smiling at Akira. Honestly, what did he do to end up with a friend like him? Well, that was out in the open now. He could tackle the whole “hey, I’ve had a huge ass crush on you since forever, wanna be boyfriends?” later. Right now, this was more than enough.

They spent the remainder of the night eating snacks and watching whatever they could find on the TV once they had both changed into more comfortable lounging clothes. They enjoyed the bit of relaxation they had before going back to work tomorrow with the mega church as their next destination.

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No sympathy (a Spiderman sickfic)

I was super enthused about how much love the first Spiderman fic got, so I had to run and write another one.  This one is Halloween themed, and it’s EXACTLY 2100 words.

Ned’s texted Peter four times in the last hour.  He’s as dead-set on inviting Peter to do something for Halloween as Peter is dead-set on saying no.

“Geez, how many times do I have to tell you,” Peter mumbles as he taps out another reply.  I’m busy. Stark internship.  Already told you.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to go trick-or-treating in Ned’s building.  To be honest, he kind of does. There’s that one neighbor that gives out full-size KitKats, and he has the best costume.  And it’s not even a costume, it’s, like, his work uniform…  But there are way more important things to do.

If urban legends and underground news reports are anything to go by, Peter has dozens of black kittens to save from satanic sacrifice and chocolate-stealing thugs to beat up and kids to help cross the street and baskets of candy to check for broken glass and LSD…  With that agenda, goofing off on Halloween doesn’t stand a chance of making it onto the timetable.

Peter turns his phone upside-down on the desk so it won’t glow at him when Ned inevitably texts back. Again.  He rests his elbow on his partially-finished algebra homework and drops his forehead into his palm for a moment, until he remembers he shouldn’t do that because it’ll give him acne.  But cool-hand-on-achy-forehead kind of feels good, so maybe it’s a wash.

The sun’s falling into its late afternoon position, warning that dusk is near.  And that people with headaches should close their blinds to avoid being shot in the eyeballs with extreme sunset glare.  Peter doesn’t think the blinds on his window have worked since he moved in, so he splits the difference and pushes out of his desk chair to head for the kitchen.

May’s working late, so Peter’s on his own tonight.  She’s given him free reign to do whatever he wants to celebrate as long as it’s legal and he’ll be ready for school tomorrow.  Usually Peter would be ecstatic about the breadth of his freedom, but today he’s just glad he’s alone so he can dry-swallow three ibuprofen and eat cheese shreds straight from the bag.

With hunger taken care of and medication yet to kick in, Peter checks his watch.  The neighborhood won’t start bustling with Halloweeners for another couple of hours.  His homework’s as good as finished; no one will show up with completed math assignments tomorrow morning.  Peter doesn’t feel like giving the school population at large another reason to call him a geek.  And he doesn’t feel like he’ll be able to concentrate especially well anyway.

Flicking on the TV to a random rerun of The Simpsons, Peter flops down on the couch.  He intends to hang through the 30-minute episode, then put on his suit and jump through the window to start his patrol.  But somehow Peter blinks and the TV’s playing Hocus Pocus and it’s dark out and he’s missed something.  Like two hours of passing time.

“Fuck,” Peter curses himself, jumping to his feet as realizations of the date, time, and fact that he’s not feeling well all crash into his head.  He tornadoes into his room and strips, almost tripping over his jeans as he tries to scramble into his suit.  He’s groggy and his reflexes suck.  The logical voice in his head, the one that’s usually reminding him to do his homework, tells him this is not smart.  He should think about staying in tonight.  Or hit up Ned for something safer to do.  But the louder impress Mr. Stark and justice for Ben voice makes him keep going.

Peter throws his jeans and hoodie into his backpack, slings it over his shoulder, and tosses back the blinds to open his bedroom window.  He crawls up onto the small ledge of the sill and shoots a line of web to the next building over.

He swings to his usual hiding spot in an alley near the school building and drops his backpack behind a dumpster.  Everything seems to smell worse than usual, and it’s not helping Peter’s head.  Or his stomach, for that matter.

“Ok.  Here we go.”  Peter revs himself up.  He jumps on top of the dumpster and swings himself onto the roof the bodega to survey the streets from above.  A few people in costumes are running around, and there’s a pretty comical looking group of small-scale Power Rangers standing on a street corner, but beyond that, everything looks normal.  There aren’t any black-robed Satanists brandishing bloody knives or kids dropping to their knees from poisoned candy.  At least not that Peter can see.

He sits down on the edge of the roof and watches for a while, then webs himself two blocks over to get a different view.  A couple taxis honk at each other.  Some guy re-lights the jack-o-lantern on his balcony three separate times because the wind keeps blowing it out.

Peter rolls his mask up to his nose so he can catch a little bit of the autumn breeze.  It feels nice, especially seeing as the pressure of the tight spandex over his face is doing little to make him comfortable.  It’s actually making him pretty uncomfortable.  The throb that was just between his eyes earlier is now playing across his whole forehead.  And his stomach’s starting to feel frothy, like it’s full of shaving cream.

There’s a sound coming from the sidewalk on the other side of the building.  Not of someone in peril, more of sound of frustration.  But with the lack of anything else going on, Peter decides it’s his business to investigate anyway.  He looks over the vertical line of brick wall and sees what he thinks is a scruffy homeless man lounging on a dirty bedroll and a stroller-pushing woman expressing disdain that he’s blocking the sidewalk.

It’s not the large-scale, Halloween-themed rescue mission Peter’s been expecting, but he knows how to diffuse this bomb.  He puts his mask back down and jumps to street level.  The impact reverberates from his feet to his head, and Peter tries not to cringe as the headache flares into momentary vertigo.

“Ma’am, he’s not gonna hurt you,” Peter says, addressing the gum-chewing young mother first.  A candy bucket for her sleepy baby clad in a skeleton onesie is slung over the stroller’s handle.  Peter imagines she’s really trick-or-treating for herself.

“Yeah, but he’s blocking the sidewalk,” she complains.

“I know, I got it,” Peter placates her.  He bends at the waist to tap the man on the shoulder.  He’ looks like he could be dozing, and he has a smoldering pipe held up to his lips.  The fumes coming from it smell a bit more illegal than just tobacco.  “Hey, dude?”  He says.  “You can’t sleep here.  People want to walk here.”

“Hm?” the guy says, exhaling a cloud of smoke and looking quizzically at Peter’s masked face.  “What’re you supposed to be dressed up as?”

“Hi, I’m Spiderman,” Peter introduces himself.  He holds out his hand, and when the guy shakes it, Peter puts his other hand into the guy’s armpit and pulls him to his feet.  “There’s an alley right up here where you can be without being in everybody’s way.”

The guy fumbles so as not to drop his pipe, but doesn’t resist Peter walking him ten yards down and depositing him around the corner between a trash can and a drainpipe.  “I’ll go get your sleeping bag,” Peter promises, hustling back the way he came.

The young mom is already gone when Peter dashes back around the corner to grab the filthy bedroll.  He shakes it hard over the ground, muttering, “Could’ve at least stuck around to say thanks.”  Once most of the dust and stray flecks of weed are lost to the sidewalk, Peter re-traces his steps again.

The homeless man is braced against the wall and losing what sounds and smells like a full stomach of liquor.  “Oh, god,” Peter cries in surprise, turning his head away as soon as he realizes what’s happening. “Ok.  Um.  Yeah.”  He sloppily folds the sleeping bag into a rectangle with too many corners and sets it on the ground.  He can feel his own stomach asking to rebel, and his headache’s screaming a whole new tune.  “I’m not the one to help you with this.”  Peter’s mouth is full of spit.  “There’s a shelter with rehab stuff down on 35th by Steinway…”

The guy just pukes again, and Peter turns around to stumble out of the alley on shaky legs.  He swallows hard.  Vertigo threatens to take him down, and Peter leans against the cool brick wall.  He can hear blood pounding in his ears, but it doesn’t drown out the homeless man’s next retch.  That’s all that’s needed to send Peter over the edge, and he has to scramble to flip his mask up fast enough.

He heaves a couple times and watches dazedly as a small puddle of thick whitish spit forms between his boots.  His stomach empties before it settles, and Peter leans heavily into the wall.  He wipes away a moustache of sweat with the back of his gloved hand.  The spandex fabric still carries notes of the homeless man’s smoke and BO, and Peter almost goes down retching again.  But he just coughs and gasps for a moment before deciding he has to get out of here before he becomes a Halloween disaster himself.

Peter starts the stroll back around the block to pick up his backpack, feeling too dizzy to web himself around.  He briefly clocks in for another good deed and helps a couple third-grade ninjas cross the street, but practically undoes it when a yellow cab almost slams him on his way back across.  Peter halfheartedly flips the driver off and continues on his way to grab his stuff.

After struggling to pull his jeans over his suit, Peter zips up his hoodie and stows his gloves and mask.  He realizes he forgot to pack shoes, so he just has to hope his Spiderman boots won’t be noticeable.

Peter enters his building through the front door and pauses for a moment while he considers the choice of stairs or elevator.  He goes for the stairs, and even though his quads are burning by the time he reaches his floor, at least his head is still on his shoulders.

Light’s streaming from under the door when Peter approaches the apartment, and that can only mean that May’s home.  He tries to think up a good, believable story for what he’s been up to, but nothing comes easily, and he’s eager to get inside and shower and go to sleep.  Or maybe vomit his slimy guts out for the next millennium.

“Hey, May,” Peter says as he pushes open the door.

“Hey yourself,” May says.  She’s on the couch, eating popcorn and watching It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown.  “You do stuff?  Have a good time?”

“Yeah, just, uh,” Peter starts, “Ran around with Ned for a while.”

“Great costume,” May says, nodding to Peter’s getup.

“Thanks,” he replies absently.

“That wasn’t…” May trails off and starts over.  “What’re you supposed to be?”

“Um.”  Peter looks down at his rumpled hoodie and finally understands.  He scrubs his scrambled brain for an answer.  “Um.  Dead tired?”

“Dead tired,” May repeats.  “Well, you’re doing a fantastic job with that.  You look awful.”

“Yeah, I’m not feeling all that great, so I thought it would be kind of appropriate,” Peter says in a mixture of truth and joke.

“Would you happen to not feel great because you ate all my cheese shreds?  And now I can’t make lasagna for tomorrow night?”

“Sorry, May,” Peter says, passing his hand over his forehead, which is beading with fresh nauseous sweat. He almost starts to unzip his hoodie, but stops himself before he reveals what he’s wearing underneath.

“Want some popcorn?  There’s candy corn, too.” May asks, inviting him to join her in front of the TV.  “We got plenty of that.  Could have snacks for dinner all week.”

Peter’s stomach rolls, and he has to swallow hard to push down the rising bile.  “You know, uh, I’m not sure I’m really in the mood to talk about food right now.”  He starts down the hall toward the bathroom.

“You do feel sick, huh?  You think you need help or anything?”  May makes to stand up.

“No, I’ll be ok,” Peter insists.  “Just, uh, maybe don’t eat all the candy corn.  I might want some.”  He suppresses a gag.  “But, probably not till later.”

[yourcroweater]

A Little Wicked - Part IV

Chibs x Vivi (oc)

Warnings:: swearing, drug use

You can find the other parts here.

Gifs aren’t mine.

I got a few asks from people as to who I pictured as Jean-Claude and the answer is Austin Butler in this pic right here.

After Jean-Claude and I had lunch, we went straight to my house so I could have a little breakdown while smoking weed. Yeah, yeah, I said no weed to my brother, but we were starting tomorrow. I really needed to unwind a little and the weed would help. I had to walk him through what being a crow eater meant, I explained to him about the club, leaving out the criminal part. He would find out soon enough just by living in Charming.

I also explained where Chibs and I stood.

“I shouldn’t have freaked out like that.” I said, passing the joint to my brother after I finished telling him everything. “I’m not his old lady, or his girlfriend. He doesn’t owe me shit.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t have tried to run him over. That might’ve made him mad.” He pulled his bare feet under him on the couch as he took a drag on the joint.

“I had no right to be jealous. Or to almost run him over.” I added, making a face. “I don’t even know why I got that jealous.”

Jean-Claude laughed and I frowned at him.

“C’mon, Viv. You like the guy. Nobody gets that jealous and that mad if there’s no feelings there.”

“I’m not in love. He’s nice, he’s hot and he’s a good kisser. That’s the end of it.” I adjusted myself on my seat and cast a glance at my phone at the coffee table. I had turned it off when I got home ‘cause I didn’t feel like talking to anyone, except my brother.

It was the end of the day now and I was getting curious. Maybe I should turn it on, see if there was any messages or calls. What if Chibs had called me? Why would he? Turning the phone on would be a bad idea. What if there was no calls? No messages? That’d be worse.

“Bullshit.” Jean-Claude retorted, with an annoying smirk. “You get a dreamy face when you talk about him.”

“I do not.” I got up from my seat, refusing to look at my brother, the high from the weed finally settling itself, making everything hazy “I’m going take a long loooong bath. I need to relax.”

It was already dark out when I got out of the bathroom wrapped in a robe. I heard noises in the living room so I figured Jean-Claude would be there, probably fumbling with the TV. I made my way there while drying my hair with a towel.

“I’ve been rewatching Buffy on Netflix, you wanna watch with me? I’m on seas-” My voice died in my throat when I reached the living room.

I looked between the two men sitting on my couch, clenching my jaw.

Chibs stood up, placing his hands on his front pockets. I looked back at my brother but he pretended not to see my hard stare.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, suddenly mad again and cradling the towel in front of my chest so he wouldn’t see me ball my fists.

“Yer phone was off.” He explained. “I called Lyla, she gave me yer address.”

I kept quiet, not knowing what to say. The image of him grinning at Jarry kept coming up and tearing up my heart all over again. I should probably apologize for what I did, but I was afraid where that would lead to. If I was really falling for Chibs then I should just stay away. No apologies would be better.

Chibs crossed the living room to where I stood, just at the entrance of the hallway. He got very close to me, more than I would have liked considering I was mad at him. I couldn’t help but notice how good being close to him felt. His brows were pulled together and he had the worst puppy dog eyes ever, it was pulling on my heartstrings. I tried to focus on the ‘president’ flash on his kutte, or the rosary around his neck, even the dollar bill tattoo peeking out of the white wife beater he had beneath his leather jacket, just so I wouldn’t look him in the eyes.

“I like ye, Vivi.” He said softly, tilting his head closer. I held my breath, telling myself to stop being a coward, and met his eyes. His brows did that little raise I liked. “I wasn’t lyin’ earlier. Ye can ask Jarry, if ye want. I’m not wi’ her anymore, it doesn’t work between us. She had some information for th’ club, thas why I was meeting her.”

“I thought the club was out of, uh, trouble.” I said lamely, remembering my brother was in the room. “No need to meet with a sheriff if the club’s alright.”

“Almost. Still figuring out some shite. Jarry’s been helping.”

I nodded, staring at the rosary around his neck again. I really wanted to believe him. He sounded sincere. But I didn’t want to believe him, it was safer that way. Even if I didn’t want to, I should apologize.

“I’m sorry for what I said. And for almost running you over.” I mumbled, meeting his eyes. “That was childish.”

“I misjudged how far ye would go. Shorter fuse than I expected.” Chibs shrugged, with a little smile. He reached and meddled with a few strands of my hair as he gazed at me. “Yer not just a crow eater to me, Vivi. I’m not gon’ tell ye to fall back wit yer legs open like ye said, unless ye want me to do that.” He added. “I thought abou’ ye th’ rest of night yesterday and today.” I lowered my head to try to hide the smile that appeared on my face. Hearing that felt good, mostly because I had done the exact same. Chibs’ hand raised my chin so I would look at him. “I don’t want ye to be jus’ anotha fuck, I’ve had enough of that. Yer fun and-” he shut his eyes as licked his lips “too sexy for my own good.” I chuckled suddenly and he opened his eyes, giving a little chuckle too. “What do ye say?”

“I…”

I thought about telling how I felt about him. I thought about leaning forward and kissing him. I wanted to kiss him, so much it felt kinda stupid. I wanted to go on stupid dates with him, I wanted to feel his hands on me, I wanted to hear him say my name in that sharp accent of his and speak to me in his scottish drawl about club shit I probably wouldn’t understand. I wanted to be with him and get to know every little thing about him.

Why did I like him so much? Why was he so nice to me? Why was he forgiving me after I almost ran him over? Men don’t forgive and forget. Pete didn’t. And just when I thought about Pete everything about being with Chibs seemed painful.

“I don’t know if I can do this.” Was what I said, a knot forming on my throat made my voice hoarse. “I like you, Chibs, but I can’t.”

Chibs had been staring at my lips but looked up at my eyes when I said it. I managed to raise my gaze to his. We stared at each other and he dropped his hand away from my chin. He nodded very slowly and started to turn away.

“Ye don’t trust me?” He suddenly said, facing me again.

“I don’t know.” I answered, looking back at him.

I had trusted him enough to tell him about Pete and show him my scar -- none of which Lyla, who was my best friend, had seen or even heard about. All Lyla knew was that Pete had been abusive. Chibs had told me things he probably didn’t need to tell me, but he answered when I asked. He told me about being True IRA, about Jimmy O’Phelan giving him his cheek scars and stealing his family and about when he was just a prospect to the club.

But did I trust him enough not to hurt me? I didn’t think he would, but then again I didn’t think Pete would. I couldn’t go through something like that again, I didn’t even want to risk it.

“I get it, lass.” Chibs muttered, nodding his head.

I didn’t think he had gotten it. He stepped closer, placing one arm around my waist and I froze immediately, thinking he would kiss me. His other hand held me by the neck so he could lean in and plant a kiss on my forehead. His lips were warm against my skin, I could have melted into it. The hand he had around my waist found the scar on my back, beneath my robe, and I felt his fingers run through its length. I gave a dry swallow, realizing that maybe Chibs did understand why I couldn’t do this.

He pulled away, giving me a weak smile and turned towards the front door.

I clutched at my heart, holding back tears, as I watched him leave.

Jean-Claude shot up from his seat the moment the door closed behind Chibs and led me to the couch. He tried to hug me when we sat down but I gently pushed him away, knowing that if I let myself be cradled I would cry for the rest of the night.

“Are you okay?” My brother asked quietly.

I took a deep breath and shook my head.

“I will be.”

“Viv, I know the damage Pete did. He broke you, you’ve never been the same since him, but you need to learn to get past it.”

“Don’t go there.” I warned.

“Vivienne. Stop this. Look at me.” He shook my arm vehemently. I looked at him, seeing the determination on his face. “Viv, he came here to see you. To say he’s sorry. I talked to him while you were showering. He’s a decent guy from what I could gather, though I kinda am under the impression that he’s a criminal, which is really confusing to me because he’s cool.” He drew his blonde eyebrows together as he spoke. “My point is, I don’t think he’s gonna hurt you. I think he wants to be with you and that he wants to make you happy. You need to allow yourself to be happy.”

“I don’t want to listen to it, Claude.” I said, shaking my head and making the tears that had been pooling in my eyes fall. “I can’t listen to it right now. Please, leave it. Just watch Buffy with me like we used to when we were kids. I need to forget about all this for moment.”

“Breakfast of champions.” I said when I walked into the kitchen the next morning in my pajamas to see my brother sitting at the table with a lit cigarette between his long fingers and a cup of coffee resting in front of him.

“Absolutely.” He gave me a cheeky grin while smoke came out of his nostrils.

I frowned, getting a good look at him when I circled the kitchen table to go to the fridge. He had his long hair up in a bun. I was also seeing very long, lean and hairy legs because apparently my brother was wearing a robe. A flower stamp robe that he was too short for and stopped just above his mid thigh.

“What happened to your clothes?” I asked, getting out two eggs and a bag of buns from the fridge.

Jean-Claude looked down and took a sip from his coffee.

“I put them in the washing machine this morning. I slept in my clothes after our Buffy rewatch. By the way,” he said, putting down his coffee and waving a hand at me “I didn’t remember how much of a bitch Faith was, like wow. And oh, she’s totally in love with Buffy, in a mean and disturbed way.”

“I know right? They’re so gay.” I agreed as I cracked the two eggs in a frying pan I had left in the stove.

I left the eggs to fry and placed two slices of bread into the toaster. I sat across my brother to wait for them.

“I need to tell you something.” He announced, keeping his expression blank. “I didn’t want to tell you yesterday because of the thing with the scottish hottie and with you picking me up at the police station. But you need to know.”

A spine-chilling sense of foreboding settled into me just then. I was used to Jean-Claude blurting out bad news, like he did when our father died. At the very least, Jean-Claude would try to gloss over his fuck-ups, but he never ever would try to prepare me or anyone else to whatever it was he had to say. That’s why I knew it had to be bad.

“What is it?”

It couldn’t be Juliette. I met her three days ago for her birthday and she was fine. Jean-Claude wouldn’t make a scene if something had happened to our sister. We had no one else to worry about. Our mom split when we were teens and we figured she would turn up dead in a ditch somewhere, eventually. Maybe that was it. Maybe Cordelia Morris had finally drank herself to death.

“I met Pete two days ago.” He paused so I could chew on that. My heart skipped a beat, or two, maybe even three. It was enough to make me think I was dead. “I thought it had been, y’know, crazy destiny stuff that I would bump into him, but now I think he was following me. For more than a day, maybe. Anyway. He looked fine, strolling down the street like he’s not wanted for attempted murder.” Jean-Claude scoffed. “He stopped me on the street and asked me about you, how you were, where were you living, like it was the most normal thing ever. Un-fucking-believable. I didn’t tell him shit, he knew I wouldn’t, but he kept bugging me, y’know? I pulled out my phone, said I was gonna call the cops and he punched me in the stomach. He grabbed my phone and hopped into a passing bus. I called the cops from a convenience store, told them to be on the lookout for Pete but they didn’t get him.”

I lost all my strength to keep my body straight and sagged on my chair, allowing my feet to slide against the floor. The hairs on my arms and on the back of my neck stood up on its ends. I pictured going down Main Street on Charming and seeing Pete. What would I do? The man scared me so much I would probably freeze on the spot.

“Oh my god, oh my god. Oh no. No, no, no.” I said, unable to think straight or form coherent speech. “Shit. This is so bad.” I rubbed my face.

“Oh no, I was afraid you’d freak out.” He leaned forward and reached across the table to take my hand. He held my hand tight. “Calm down, I’m here. I’m here.”

I kept shaking my head, my eyes in a far off place. This couldn’t be happening. He had found me. Pete found me.

“You don’t understand. Jesus Christ, Claude. You could’ve led him straight to me.”

My brother gasped. He probably hadn’t thought about that.

“Fuck. I- I don’t think I did. No. There was no way he could know I was coming here. He thinks you’re still in Sacramento.”

That was most likely true. If Pete knew I was in Charming he wouldn’t be stalking my brother. He would be stalking me. He had probably been following Jean-Claude in the hopes of finding me too. I was starting to get to terms with the fact that Pete hadn’t found me when something occurred me.

“Pete stole your phone.” I managed to fix my stare on my brother. He must have seen something on my face, something that scared him, because he let go of my hand like he had been burned. “Yesterday I got a phone call before you called me to get you at the station. The call came from the Sacramento area code. There was no answer when I picked up.”

My brother and I stared at each other, the smell of burning eggs and bread reaching our nostrils. Neither of us moved. The cigarette my brother held on his hand had burned itself down, leaving a stick of ashes.

“You think Pete got your number from my phone.” He declared in a low voice.

“And he called me to check if it was the actual number.” I said, nodding. “He’s gonna figure it out, Claude. Pete’s always been damn smart. He wouldn’t have been able to hide from the cops for three years if he wasn’t smart. He’s gonna find a way to get to me. Hire a private detective or whatever to find out exactly where I am. And when he does, he’s coming after me.”

“What makes you so sure he’s coming after you?” Jean-Claude asked weakly.

“I know that man better than anyone else.” I said. “I was his little plaything for two years. He’ll want me back.” I commanded my numb limbs to move themselves and got up from my seat. “I need to go do something.”

He frowned, finally flicking off the ash from his cigarette. The ash fell to the floor, dirtying it up.

“Where are you going?”

I went to the stove and turned it off, then threw the charred up eggs in the trash.

I turned around and leaned against the kitchen counter, shutting my eyes tightly. I still wasn’t sure about it, but I knew I had to. It was why I signed up to be a crow eater. It would feel shitty, especially after what went down between Chibs and I last night. He would help me, I know he would. He wanted to kill Pete when I showed him my scar.

But asking his help would bring me closer to him. And I wasn’t sure I could handle that. I couldn’t ask any other member of Samcro without explaining everything to them and I was in no mood to go around opening up to people just so they help me. The police wasn’t going to protect me on a chance that my ex-husband was coming after me and I sure as hell didn’t want any protection coming from Jarry.

It was either heartache for being close to Chibs or actual physical ache for getting beaten by my ex.

“You were right about Chibs.” I answered, opening my eyes and looking straight at my brother. “He really is a criminal and he’s gonna get me a gun.”

@telford-ortiz-teller

@sam-samcro

@come-join-themurder

@grungedaddykinks

@soafanficluvr1

@i-am-the-luna

@jaaxtellerasf

[moonshroooms]

Unusual Asks

Yep, I’m in that mode again. Time to answer questions about myself that literally no one asked for :D

If someone finds this in the deep ocean blue and wants to answer the same questions, I found them here

Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora?

Pandora, I guess? But I don’t really use any of them. I only tried Pandora for a time because it told you what genre the music is, and that was how I learned I listened to completely random and unrelated songs

is your room messy or clean?

Yes.

It’s messy, but it’s only dirty clothes really? So the second we do a major Laundry Sweep it suddenly becomes clean.

what color are your eyes?

Brown baby come an get dat chocolatttte

do you like your name? why?

Yes, because it’s tomboyish. When I was younger for some reason I really liked my friend’s name Emily, and wished that was my name instead. As I got older I liked my name more and more. I also love the 30 bajillion nicknames my name comes with. And I love my nickname Moon simply because from that nickname are 30 bajillion more nicknames.

what is your relationship status?

Single and deathly afraid of romance probs

describe your personality in 3 words or less

0-100 spaz

what color hair do you have?

Black hair :3

what kind of car do you drive? color?

It’s a sentra because they get good gas mileage and I’m cheap and it’s a darkish red, cause it’s the only color they had

where do you shop?

Food Banks

how would you describe your style?

Don’t Notice Me Anyone I’m Just a Background Character

favorite social media account

I hate social media when I know people, so tumblr, because screaming into a void where I’m not known is fun. It’s like having an imaginary argument in your shower

what size bed do you have?

Twin

any siblings?

Three of them! Two half-sisters, and a half-brother, all older :3

if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why?    

With my friends

favorite snapchat filter?

Pfffft I’m an antisocial dweeb and never bothered with snapchat because my phone is old and I rarely take pictures of myself or share pictures of anything else I capture

favorite makeup brand(s)

I don’t wear makeup, so none VwV

how many times a week do you shower?

Once a week if I haven���t done anything that makes me gross. Maybe 3 times a week if I went jogging and got all sweaty

favorite tv show?

Steven Universe, Last Airbender, Amazing World of Gumball, Star vs.

shoe size?

6 ½

how tall are you?

5”2

… and ½

sandals or sneakers?

w a t e r  s h o e s

do you go to the gym?

No, I hate the gym. The air in there gives me a headache, everyone’s staring at you doing everything wrong, there’s people in general, and I just no. I like to work out either in the privacy of my room or out in nature (aka I started jogging at my library park and I’m very proud of myself hopefully I keep this up).

describe your dream date

A date that treats me nice and we have a good time    

how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment?

13 bucks

what color socks are you wearing?

My skin

how many pillows do you sleep with?

Uhhhh. 2 for my head, 2 to hug, a beanie-filled duck thing, and also my cats old blanket. So like. 4 pillows if you wanna get technical, 6 if let’s be honest the duck and blanket act as pillows

do you have a job? what do you do?

I do. I clean trays and do numerous odd jobs for an oral surgeon’s office. It’s literally a part time job the employees often have their teens do. But it’s something for now

how many friends do you have?

7. The seventh one I just made recently, and it’s still sort of iffy if we’ll actively be friends. We’ve known each other for years, and she’s called me her friend before, but we’ve never like. Hung out, or talked literally ever. But I’ve always thought she seemed like a cool person and someone I wanted to be friends with, and sometime last month or so (she was staying on our couch due to family complications) I outright told her “Hey, you seem like a cool person, and I’d love to be better friends with you J” and by some miracle that WORKED. She called me a nerd for that and we’ve saw Wonder Woman with our moms. I lent her a book from the library (The Goose Girl by Shannon Hale, wonderful book, literally the first in my favorite book series!), and she’s really loving it so far! We’re gonna hang out Sunday, so hopefully we click well and I truly will have successfully made my first friend where I was the one who approached!

whats the worst thing you have ever done?

One time when I was younger I had a fight with my mom. Recalling correctly, I was upset that she ‘loved God more than me’ and during that fight she ‘let go’ and said that I was more important to her. Immediately afterwards I made her take it back, and apologized profusely, and never said anything about her feeling God was more important ever again. And she forgave me, because that’s the kind of person she is, but I still feel like shit for it, and I’m so sorry I ever made her say that, whether she meant it or not. I feel so guilty about it even today. She told me that night that she let go so she could grab onto me and save me from drowning, and that even if she had let go, God would have never let her go, and he would save the both of us. I still wish I could make it so I’d never said that.

whats your favorite candle scent?

MMmmm, I dunno. Do they have cherry blossom? Cause that one

3 favorite boy names

Devon (Deh-von), Aiden (Ay-den), and uhhhh? Naruto. (Nar-oo-toe)

3 favorite girl names

Astrid (totally from Phantom Hourglass), Anaise (yes that’s from the Amazing World of Gumball I fell in love the second I heard it), aaaaaand ermmmmmm. Buzz Lightyear

favorite actor?

Will Smith? Morgan Freeman? Yeah, let’s go with them

favorite actress?

Will Smith? Morgan Freeman? Yeah, let’s go with them

who is your celebrity crush?

Me™

favorite movie?

Bambi, Jumanji, Jurassic Park, Pirates of the Carribean

do you read a lot? whats your favorite book?

I do, I do!! I love Forest Born from Shannon Hale’s Books of Bayern! It’s the 4th and last book in her series, and I love it so much! I recommend it for everyone! Adventure, fantasy, a little bit of romance, fun, and honest-to-god you feel like you’re in an old folk tale the whole time. It’s all a beautiful series.

money or brains?

Brains

do you have a nickname? what is it?

Moon, Moo, Moonmoon, Moonie

how many times have you been to the hospital?

A lot for reasons

top 10 favorite songs

Fireflies by Owl City

Last Unicorn by America (yes, from the movie the Last Unicorn)

Tabi no Tochuu by Kiyoura, Natsumi (aka the Spice and Wolf Season 1 Theme)

Something Entire New from Steven Universe

Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing by Set It Off

I Ship It by Not Literally (An ‘I Don’t Care’ parody, it’s hilarious and I love it, please go listen to it)

Blue Lips by Regina Spektor

Miss Jackson by Panic! At the Disco

E.T. by Katy Perry (I’m not even sure why I like this one so much, but I dooooo)

Girl with One Eye by Florence and the Machine

do you take any medications daily?

I do, antidepressants, which I started maybe 1 or 2 months ago after people suggesting I take medication for years

what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc)

Perfect™

No but I guess it’s fine? I live in a dry area, but my skin isn’t dried out at all, even before I put lotion on constantly. The crown of my forehead/my nose get a bit oily, but splashing my face every morning basically takes care of that. I feel kind of bad for saying I don’t really have any skin problems

what is your biggest fear?

My loved ones hating me, dying, or being hurt from my own inept, or me being unable to help them

how many kids do you want?

Two. One boy, one girl (or if one wants to change/be whatever gender later in life I really don’t care). One that’s mine genetically, one I’ve adopted. Before I would have preferred giving birth to a boy since Devon was always my favorite boy name (and my only favorite name period), but with my sister being pregnant recently I’ve randomly thought about girl names as well so now I’m chill with having a boy or girl first so I can name them either Devon or Anaise/Astrid. God forbid I have twins that are both boys/girls since A) twins run in my family, and B) I’m having only two kids period so if I got twin boys/girls then that’s it I’m done that’s the end for me

whats your go to hair style?

Two French braids that stay in my head for the whole week

what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc)

It’s an apartment, so small

who is your role model?

My old cat Princess

what was the last compliment you received?

I legit don’t remember, but probably my mom telling me I’m gorgeous. Thanks mom, love you!

what was the last text you sent?

Me sending my group chat this

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real?

You think I put a date on that ish?? I dunno, I think I was still in my old house, so anywhere from 6-8 maybe?

what is your dream car?

A car that has no pollution/carbon footprint, runs on sunlight and electricity, and is reliable, also it doubles as a stray cat home that doesn’t kill them if I turn it on

opinion on smoking?

My entire older family (aunts, uncles, cousins, older brother/sister), smoked. My aunt is a cancer survivor and STILL smokes. My brother and sisters father died from lung cancer. My mother’s parents died from lung cancer. My father smokes (yet expects to live to 100???). My mother is probably the only person in her immediate family that was completely disgusted by smoking. My brother and sister vape now, in their attempt to quit, but my sister would take a hit of our aunts cigarettes every now and then. I hate smoking. It kills. It’s addictive. It’s a waste of your money and brain power. What’s worse is the people (like my sister and aunt), who don’t give a fuck if it will kill you down the road because, according to my sister, “once you reach like, 70, the fun parts over, now you start dying anyways”. Fuck you. What about everyone you’re leaving behind? FUCK you. If you get cancer it’s not just you that’s affected, it’s everyone you love and care about. Your parents, your siblings, your friends, your children. They don’t want to see you die like this, decrepit, and weak. They want to see you healthy, and having fun, and HAPPY. Do they really mean so little to you that you would LITERALLY KILL YOURSELF just because of a 2-minute dopamine rush? I hate people like that. I will never date someone who smokes. That is 100% a deal breaker. I will never, EVER go through what my mother went through with her husband, and what so many others must have gone through.

My opinion on smoking is that it needs to be buried, like all the people it’s already killed.

do you go to college?

I do! I just finished my first semester (just English 101 for my first semester), with flying colors! 940/1000 points!

what is your dream job?

Anything with animals and where I can make a difference in the animal community

would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs?

Rural areas. I hate the city and people

do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels?

100% I paid a shit ton of money for this room and you don’t even provide free snacks. I brought my own shampoo/condition but you can bet your ass I’m taking all of theirs

do you have freckles?

Yes? No? Does it count if it’s like, one freckle? It’s not a cluster of freckles, but I have a lot of freckle-spots on the right side of my face, random other parts of my face, and various other parts of my body (and one where like, my dude the sun don’t shine there how’s you get there???)            

do you smile for pictures?

Absolutely!

how many pictures do you have on your phone?

Currently? I dunno, 100 or so?

have you ever peed in the woods?

100%

do you still watch cartoons?

Absolutely, they’re way more entertaining than anything else anyways

do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds?

Wendy’s

Favorite dipping sauce?

Good ol’ ketchup

what do you wear to bed?

Mismatching pajamas, and gorgeous dark blue blue shirt and blue leopard spot Victoria’s Secret pajamas that came with a matching eyemask that my aunt got me for Christmas and they have a cute shirt cut, the pants make me look curvy, I look damn good in them, they’re my favorite color, and most importantly they have POCKETS and it’s literally my favorite pair of pajamas I love them

have you ever won a spelling bee?

No, but I was in a spelling bee! Literally no idea how I got in, I think the best speller of each class was just. Automatically put in? I was naturally good at spelling and randomly got in the spelling bee, was terrified of being on stage, and got my first word wrong because the fuck? How did I get in this?? I’m 9, I’m not studying for this get me off this Awful Stage stop looking at me

what are your hobbies?

Writing, drawing, video games, teasing my cats, roleplaying, and hiking if I was anywhere away from the city

can you draw?

Yes!

do you play an instrument?

Does my voice count?

what was the last concert you saw?

Hilary Duff, when I was like 12. First and only concert I’ve ever seen in my life. Almost the best night of my tiny 12 year old life, but my friend’s mom was a dick and told me to calm down when I was screaming, singing, and cheering, and I spent the rest of the concert sitting in my seat and feeling embarrassed and awkward. Who the fuck tells a 12 year old to calm down when she’s at her first concert with her best friend with their favorite artist in the world??? You’re a fucking dick biscuit, Friend’s Mom.

tea or coffee?

W a t e r

I hate both of those. Though peppermint tea is okay, not that I’d drink it outside of being sick

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts?

Starbucks, but only for a cinnamon twist pastry thingy

do you want to get married?

I do!

what is your crush’s first and last initial?

I have never had a crush for realsies, only an ‘lol I thought I had a crush but nevermind’

are you going to change your last name when you get married?

If my name sounds good with their last name, yes. If not, sorry honeycakes, I’m keeping my name. They’re more than welcome to change their last name if they so choose.

what color looks best on you?

White, black, red

do you miss anyone right now?

Princess, my old cat

And Fern and Thatcher, my best friends

do you sleep with your door open or closed?

Closed, because I don’t want my kittens to get in. I used to sleep with it open exclusively so my old cat Princess could get in and out

do you believe in ghosts?

Sure

what is your biggest pet peeve?

Self-righteous people

last person you called

My mom’s case manager

favorite ice cream flavor?

Cookie dough without chocolate chips

regular oreos or golden oreos?

ReGuLaR

chocolate or rainbow sprinkles?

NO!!!!!!!!!

what shirt are you wearing?

Black superman shirt I wear for pjs

what is your phone background?

My old cat Princess

are you outgoing or shy?

Shy, unless I’m around people I’m comfortable with. Then I’m shy but a bit more sociable

do you like it when people play with your hair?

Oh god yes. I want to fall asleep if I ever have someone doing my hair and it’s at the Not Ripping Out Your Hair part. God it feels great. Tbh I wouldn’t be surprised if that was a turn on for me

do you like your neighbors?

Hell no they’re all awful

do you wash your face? at night? in the morning?

In the morning. And “wash” is a bit formal, my face-washing is more of a splash-your-face-wake-up-you-lazy-bastard kind of washing. Sometimes I splash it a few times to wake myself up more or take some oil off the oilier parts of my face, but I rarely/never use facewash or anything. It’s just water.

have you ever been high?

Nope

have you ever been drunk?

Nu-uh

last thing you ate?

Some cheap microwave chimichanga

favorite lyrics right now

Why not let me win? – You can’t dodge forever. Even if the pain is more fun together! You know I will just reset and come back newer :) and with every try I’m getting even faster than you are.

summer or winter?

Summer, if I can actually go outside and enjoy it and am not trapped in my black scrubs all day. Winter if I can look out the window and enjoy it

day or night?

Night

dark, milk, or white chocolate?

White chocolate when paired with other things, milk chocolate when by itself

favorite month?

April

what is your zodiac sign

Scorpio!

who was the last person you cried in front of?

My mom

[voluntary-trepanation]

all th asks

Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? Spotify 

is your room messy or clean? Messy

what color are your eyes? Blue

do you like your name? why? Yeah cause I do

what is your relationship status? Single af

describe your personality in 3 words or less. Fucking shitty puns

what color hair do you have? Black rn normally brown

what kind of car do you drive? color? Dont

where do you shop? At shops

how would you describe your style? idk

favorite social media account. Tumblr

what size bed do you have? King single

any siblings? yeah, three

if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why? Sweden cause its cool

favorite snapchat filter? Dont have one

favorite makeup brand(s). Dont do makeup

how many times a week do you shower? every day

favorite tv show? Whitecollar, Supergirl, The Flash, and Supernatural

shoe size? 10 mens

how tall are you? 6ft

sandals or sneakers? sneakers

do you go to the gym? nah

describe your dream date. Arty stuff

how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment? 60 dollars?

what color socks are you wearing? Not wearing socks

how many pillows do you sleep with? 1

do you have a job? what do you do? Nah

how many friends do you have? a lot

whats the worst thing you have ever done? idk...

whats your favorite candle scent? air

3 favorite boy names. Amadeus, Wolfgang, Neal

3 favorite girl names. Idk

favorite actor? Will Smith

favorite actress? idk

who is your celebrity crush? Ryan Reynolds 

favorite movie? Star Wars 2

do you read a lot? whats your favorite book? Most manga

money or brains? Brains

do you have a nickname? what is it? nah

how many times have you been to the hospital? quite a few

top 10 favorite songs

do you take any medications daily? Nah

what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc) Dry

what is your biggest fear? Heights 

how many kids do you want? 2

whats your go to hair style? idk

what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) Big

who is your role model?  Neal Caffrey

what was the last compliment you received? Nice hair

what was the last text you sent? lost my phone

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real? under 12

what is your dream car? idk

opinion on smoking? idc

do you go to college? nah

what is your dream job? photographer

would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? rural

do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? nah

do you have freckles? yeah

do you smile for pictures? nah

how many pictures do you have on your phone? I had a few

have you ever peed in the woods? yeh

do you still watch cartoons? yeah

do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds? Red Rooster

Favorite dipping sauce? idk

what do you wear to bed? boxers, and a tee 

have you ever won a spelling bee? nah

what are your hobbies? Photography, and building LEGO

can you draw? Yeh

do you play an instrument? Not anymore

what was the last concert you saw? haven’t

tea or coffee? neither 

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts? neither 

do you want to get married? yeh

what is your crush’s first and last initial? Dont have a crush

are you going to change your last name when you get married? probs not

what color looks best on you? idk

do you miss anyone right now? No

do you sleep with your door open or closed? closed

do you believe in ghosts? no

what is your biggest pet peeve? Messy desktops on computers

last person you called? lost my phone so idk

favorite ice cream flavor? Rainbow

regular oreos or golden oreos? Regular

chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? Chocolate

what shirt are you wearing? A blue bill and teds excellent adventure tee

what is your phone background? lost my phone

are you outgoing or shy? idk

do you like it when people play with your hair? no

do you like your neighbors? nah

do you wash your face? at night? in the morning? morning

have you ever been high? Nah

have you ever been drunk? nah

last thing you ate? Mac and cheese

favorite lyrics right now. Scary

summer or winter? Winter

day or night? Night

dark, milk, or white chocolate? White

favorite month? September

what is your zodiac sign. Virgo

who was the last person you cried in front of? Dont know

Thanks for the ask. :P

[elliotthezubat]

DEATH CITY DAYS CHAPTER 114

 Kid: *reading in bed*

stocking: *nuzzles up to him*

Kid: "..." *puts an arm around her, soft sigh*

stocking: *sleeping on his chest* u///u

Kid: *strokes her head carefully before he puts down the book and turns off the light* =\\\\= *nuzzle*

stocking: =///w///=

Kid: *lies by her side, holding her softly* =w=

-elsewhere-

Kepuri: =~= *collapsed in front of her computer's keyboard*

akaderu: *picks her up and carries her to her bed*

Kepuri: "Hmm...Babe?"

akaderu: yeah?

Kepuri: "...Love you."

akaderu:...*small smile* love you too.

-elsewhere-

miyuri: *already asleep*

sonia: *getting into bed*

Chuuya: *tucking Sonia in* "Comfy?"

sonia: *nods* ....papa? are you sure you're alright?

Chuuya: "...Yes, I am."

sonia:...see you tomorrow then, good night

Chuuya: "Good night. I love you."

sonia: love you too, papa...

Chuuya: *nods* *gets up, turns off the lights* "Night..."

-morning-

Tanizaki: "I'm all packed. Ready to check out?"

atsushi: yep.

Kenji: "Yes!" *holds up a suitcase--that has clothes poking out of the edges*

Tanizaki: ^^; "I'll check on the girls..." *knocks on their door*

naho: almost ready~!

Tanizaki: "Okay--we'll bring our luggage downstairs..."

Kenji: "Hey, what do you think it would be like to see our kind of stories on the TV? Like vampires and pyro-people and us detectives?"

atsushi: ^^; seems like a bit much for one show.

Tanizaki: "I mean, Hollywood runs out of ideas--the new thing is 'genre crossovers,' like how every superhero movie is also another genre? Like that 'superhero romance' film they're making?"

atsushi: ^^;;

-elsewhere-

Emine: -____-; "Mom, he's not getting up." *pokes the top bunk bed with Tool's scythe*

setsuna: let's let him sleep for now. he'll be up soon.

Emine: "Hmm...Fine. I don't know why he's like this--everyone has been weird since we got home."

setsuna: well...things were quite eventful...perhaps even traumatic for some...

Emine: "..." *nods* "I...saw something."

setsuna: ??

Emine: "That dream-maker...I saw my...birth mother."

setsuna:.......

Emine: "...It wasn't real...I wanted it to be."

setsuna:..........

Emine: "..." *holds his head in his hands* "Sorry. I shouldn't have said anything."

setsuna:....*hugs*

Emine: "..." *sniffle*

setsuna: it's alright, emine...

Emine: "I...just don't want this pain anymore."

setsuna: ....

-elsewhere-

Libra: *sighs* "He's still unconscious..."

King Leo: "I can wake him..." *pulls out a sword--*

virgo: D8>

Libra: "..." *takes her PDA--and slaps it equally across both sides of Leo's face* "NO! NO MORE STABBING!"

King Leo: "GAH!" *ROARS* "THEN YOU THINK OF SOMETHING!"

Aries: *still unconscious*

gem: *takes orange juice and squeezes it up aries' nose*

Aries: "... ... ..." *eyes snap open--before he screams, swinging his fists wildly*

gem: yay!....

ini: ....success!

Aries: "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU--" *groans, holds his head*

Libra: "...Here." *offers a can of cola*

Aries: "Ug..." *sips* "Ah, that's the stuff..." *rubs the can against his face* "I missed you, baby..."

Libra: "..." >_>; "You're welcome."

aquarius: oh look he's alive. that's no fun

Aries: "Yeah, I missed you all too..." *looks* "Where did you take us?"

capricorn: some old factory or something.

Aries: "So, let me guess--Queenie didn't win?" *finishes the cola*

scorpio: got locked up in the tartarus prison.

Aries: "Jeez, that blows..." *shrugs* "A'well. That screws things up..." *shrugs* "A'well. Libra, did he call?"

Libra: "No. And when he does, you know he is going to be furious how Fear Factory overstep its boundaries."

virgo: Q~Q uuuu....

Aries: *shrugs* "That's for the Observers to deal with. Aquarius, Scorpio, keep an eye for any Federation thugs popping up. As for you, Virgo..."

virgo: i-i-im so-sorryyyyyy >~<;;;;

Aries: "...You really feel bad about what happened back in Toykyo?"

virgo: i-i-i d-di-didnt m-meant to, h-he-he asked me a-a question a-and it would have b-been rude not t-to answer....

Aries: "I get it, I get it...Well, it's in the past. And we still need you for what comes next--you got that?"

virgo: y-y-you're not m-mad at me?

Aries: *smiles* "You hook me up with another cola, and we'll call it even."

virgo: y-y-yes s-sir! r-right away!

Libra: *sighs* "That's hardly balanced, _sir_."

Aries: *lies back down* "That's your job, not mine..."

King Leo: "..." *pulls out another sword--*

Libra: *SMACKS HIM WITH A TABLET OVER AND OVER AGAIN* "NO! NO! NO!"

aquarius: *sigh* im bored. i think i'll bully pisces for a bit~<3

Pisces: O_o "Um, my tank's filter needs to be replaced? It's kinda murky in here..."

Aries: "??? The fish ain't dead yet?"

-elsewhere-

Denki: *holds up a box labeled 'fireworks'* "This is what summer training is all about!"

jirou: you're going to smuggle fireworks onto the campsite?

Denki: "It's not 'smuggling'--it's packing!"

jirou: kaminari......*shaking him* ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FUCKING MIND!??! NOT ONLY COULD YOU CAUSE A FIRE, THE CAMP'S LOCATION IS SUPPOSED TO BE SECRET AND IT COULD POTENTIALLY REVEAL WHERE WE ARE TO PEOPLE!!

Denki: @~@ "SO WHERE AM I SUPPOSED TO FIRE OFF THE WORKS?!"

jirou: OUT IN THE DESERT MAYBE! MAYBE GET STUNG BY A SCORPION! AND IN THAT REGARD, TAKE MINETA WITH YOU!!

momo: easy now, jirou... ^^;;;

Mineta: "...Am I the only one turned on seeing her shake down Kaminari like that?"

momo:....on second thought, maybe jirou has the right idea.

Mineta: D8<

Denki: "Desert fireworks aren't fun! Deserts need dark smoke, and fireworks are all bright smoke!"

jirou: since when are YOU a pyrotechnics expert?!

Denki: "I read a book about it."

jirou: sure you did. 7_7

mina: hmm. *lightbulb* i got it! BRB!

Denki: -_-; "Oh, what did you read? Something from the _jerk_ factory with all the other _jerks_?"

-meanwhile-

itsuka: and that's how the regulations were set in place for the sports festival.

Bakugo: "Huh. What about that near-fatal injury at the 5th annual festival?"

mina: *enters the library* BAKUGOU! FOUND YA! *walks over* sorry itsuka, i gotta kidnap your boyfriend for a sec.

itsuka: eh?

Bakugo: "WHAT THE F--"

mina: nothing suspicious, i just need him to help us with explosion related stuff bye! *runs off with bakugou*

itsuka: ah............................wait WHAT?

Bakugo: *SCREAMING* "I WILL BLOW YOU UP AND ALL THE OTHER MORONS WHO--"

Poe: "SHHHH!"

-and so-

mina: i brought the expert!

jirou: *has kaminari in a choke hold* oh good.

Denki: OwO "I am so happy you're here, Baku--"

Bakugo: "...You're going to kill Pikachu here? Ashido, it's not my birthday."

jirou: i wasnt gonna hurt him THAT much..........yet.

Denki: T~T "I just wanted summer fireworks...and they said bringing them to the training camp would be stupid and reckless--"

Bakugo: "I AGREE."

jirou: thank you for being sensible, bakugou.

Denki: "Mina, help me out!"

mina: i think it does sound fun, but i gotta listen to smokey bear.

Bakugo: "I'LL SMOKE YOU!"

Mineta: "That doesn't make sense, dude. And Kaminari just wants to see fireworks--help a brother out!"

Bakugo: "FINE! SHOULD I ALSO HAVE SPARKLERS AND MAYBE A SHINY UNCLE SAM HAT WHILE I'M AT IT?!"

Denki: OwO "Could you?!"

mina: ?? hey mineta, i think someone carved boobs into the desk here.

Bakugo: *face going red with anger, sparks around his fists...*

Mineta: *gasps!* *looks under the desk* "WHERE?!"

mina: on top of the desk.

Mineta: *jumping* "I can't see! Curse my height!" *gets up on the chair* "Where, where, where?!"

mina: riiiight here- *SLAMS HIS FACE INTO THE DESK*

Mineta: "URK!" X___X

Denki: D8

Bakugo: "...Nice."

mina: welp, that's ONE problem solved!

jirou:.....god i love you.

mina: ^w^

Bakugo: "Okay, I assume you idiots set up a space for me to do my thing? Yaoyorozu, your house is big--you got a field or something?"

momo: i suppose we could use the tennis court.

Bakugo: "Fine. Just don't go inviting more than this idiot, Earjacks, Ashido--"

Hagakure: "And me!"

Bakugo: "... ... ...HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN THERE?!"

Hagakure: "When Mineta got a face full of desk."

Mineta: *bleeding* X____X

momo:...i'll get the shovel.

-elsewhere-

Free: "Okay, now just take it easy..." *standing in the shallow end of the community pool* "You can do it!"

milia: *doggy paddling*

Free: ^^ "Great work!"

Kanin: "Oh, hello, Mr. Free, Milia."

milia: hiyaa!

Free: "Yo! You two trying to beat the heat, too?"

Kanin: *nods* "It's unbearable..."

amelia: hello.

Free: "Hey, Amelia! You swim?"

amelia: a little bit.

Free: "Milia's learning how--and she's getting to be a natural!"

eruka: ^^

Kanin: "Neat! Maybe even work up to the high dive?" *points to the diving board*

-elsewhere-

*someone is walking through the forest...she's barefoot, with a small baby strapped to her back*

Medusa: "..."

neian: *asleep*

Medusa: *looks up ahead at a cottage* ("There...") *approaches*

-it appears empty-

Medusa: "..." *opens the door*

neian: mmm? *opens her eyes*

Medusa: *enters* "Shh..." *looks around* "...Sanctum..."

*a magical barrier forms around the cottage*

neian: maman?

Medusa: "Did you sense that?"

neian: uu!

Medusa: "Amazing..." *smiles* "Let's see what else you'll notice..."

neian: bubu!

Medusa: *sets Neian down...opens her knapsack to reveal magical items* "How about this one?" *holds up a small pyramid*

-elsewhere-

Black Star: *at the airport* *looking around* "..."

otogiri: i think that's them now.

Black Star: "Oh, cool!" *looks*

-the plane lands-

naho: we're hooooome~!

Kenji: *carrying Atsushi* "You can calm down now, we landed!" ^w^

atsushi: QwQ

Tanizaki: "Here's your bag, Maki."

maki: thanks. ^^

Kenji: *picks up Naomi's luggage* "Here you go!"

naomi: ah, it's good to be back!

Tanizaki: *nods* "Yeah...I'll call Kunikida to see about picking us up. Naho, you need a ride?"

naho: *spots otogiri and sakuya* SAKKUUUUUUN! *TACKLE HUG*

Sakuya: .\\\\\. "H-Hey?"

Tanizaki: ^^; "Guess that answers that one."

naho: >w<

Black Star: "Welcome back! How was the flight?!"

-elsewhere-

Shotaro: "Nea, can I ask you a question?"

nea: yes?

Shotaro: "Why do you like Shinoda?"

nea: ...you're much too young to know this answer.

Shotaro: "Man, that's what all adults say, and I'm really confused!"

nea: ask shinoda then!

Shotaro: "Fine! Hey, Shinoda!"

Shinoda: *walks in* "What?"

Shotaro: "Why do you like Nea?!"

Shinoda: "... ... ...Uuuuuuuuum, how much time do I have?"

-elsewhere-

Hyde: "--then they combine the music with the fireworks! So that's why I'm going to bring an M-80 to your next performance. Also, you'll need a helmet. And life insurance."

licht: .........

ochako: ._.;; hyde that sounds a bit dangerous.

Hyde: "Really? 'Cause I was going to go with 12 M-80's but thought I'd tested the one first. I already have Guil setting it up--"

*BOOM*

Hyde: "... ... ..."

julian: *SCREAMING*

ochako: .____.

romina: AW HELL, GET THE HOSE!!

Hyde: "... ...What a lovely morning! I think I'll go for a walk!" *opens the window, approaches to jump out--*

licht: get back here, coward.

Hyde: "NO! I'M NOT GOING TO PRISON FOR THIS!"

licht: prison will be the _least_ of your concerns.

Hyde: *falls on the floor, whining* "No! I don't wanna--"

-too violent to show-

Guil: *walks in, half the whale suit burnt off* "... ... ...I wanted you to save some of him for me."

-elsewhere-

Axel: "--and I want us to get to be bad-butts out of this training camp so we can be the best weapons for you possible!"

zeke: yeah!

hibiki: thanks you guys.

Axel: *smiles* "Now we just have to figure out what kind of training this'll be. Did your grandmother go through something like this?"

hibiki: she probably did.

Axel: "Maybe it'll be dueling with each other? ...Ah, man--I don't want to deal with Duncan and his yo-yo form."

-elsewhere-

Dazai: "Hey, I see them coming!"

Lucy: "?!!! HE'S HANGING FROM A NOOSE AGAIN!" *pulls Dazai back inside*

Dazai: "D'aw!!!"

naomi: *waves*

Kyoka: "Welcome back. How was your flight?"

atsushi: exhausting.

Lucy: "Aw..." *pets his head* "Maybe you should take a break--"

Kunikida: *shoves papers into Atsushi's hands* "You got work."

Lucy: -_-;

atsushi:.... QwQ

Tanizaki: ^^; "Kunikida, we did just come back from making a big breakthrough on a murder investigation--"

Kunikida: "I know--so file this, too." *drops a stack of papers into Tanizaki and Naomi's hands*

Kenji: *sneaks into the room...dragging a heavy bag behind him...something in it looks sharp and angular--*

yosano: kenji, can we talk to you a moment?

Kenji: "I SWEAR, IT WAS A GIFT! ...I mean, yes?"

yosano: ??

Kenji: *sighs* "The actors had this made for Naomi--I was keeping it a surprise..." *holds up a giant Walk of Fame star with her name on it*

naomi: ......*teary eyes of happiness*

Tanizaki: "Ah, that was really nice of them!"

Kenji: ^w^ *hands it to Naomi--and it's heavy as a weight*

naomi: ^w^;;; t-thank you...kenji...

Kenji: "You're welcome! Where you going to put it? Maybe hang it on the wall?"

naomi: s-sounds good.

yosano: right, now kenji, could you help us out with the rooftop garden?

Kenji: "Oh, sure! You keep the tomatoes watered?"

-elsewhere-

David: *sits up in his hospital bed* "Melissa..."

nurse: good morning, mr shield.

David: "...Hello. Ow, my arm..."

nurse: easy now.

David: "...Police still outside?"

nurse: ...yes.

David: "I suppose that's to be expected. Just a matter of time before I'm transferred to a prison cell."

nurse:....

David: "...I'll keep it down." *lies back down*

-elsewhere-

Foien: "??? You okay?"

dia: ??

Foien: "You were looking off to the distance--the drills ended 5 minutes ago."

dia: was i?

Foien: "Yep...Maybe you need a break? Vacation?"

dia: i was thinking......with father's day around the corner....i was thinking of....something to give the commander. 7///7;

Foien: "Oh, that'd be good! But he is kinda hard to shop for...You getting him meat?"

dia: im being serious about this. he's....done so much for me already...i wanted to thank him somehow.

Foien: *nods* "I get that--he does look out for you. Well, how do you think you'll thank him?"

dia: i want to get him something nice...

Foien: "Hmm...Want to take a walk, look around?"

dia: that may help.

-elsewhere-

-rain begins to fall-

stocking: >~< *rushes to the cram school*

Rin: "Yo! Cuz!" *waves under the cafe umbrella*

stocking: mind if i take some shelter here for a bit? ^^;

godaiin: im sure it's fine. we're just waiting on bon to get here for lunch.

stocking: thanks. *sigh* should have brought an umbrella with me.

Rin: *looks around* "Speak of the--...Well, looks like you weren't the only one without an umbrella*

Bon: *soaked*

stocking: oh! you alright there, suguro?

Bon: *shakes water off his head* "Great--just got caught in this freak storm."

godaiin: hey bon, we got your lunch for you.

Bon: "Huh? Oh, wow--thanks...Happy to have something not unhealthy or served with fries..."

stocking: overworked by lewin?

Bon: "You could say that..."

konekomaru: speaking of work, amaimon's been-

stocking: what did he do this time?

Rin: -_______-#

stocking:...that look isnt exactly reassuring.

Rin: "He sat on the desk, ate spicy candy, and burped up fire before explaining why we women-inclined folk should all desire strong women who can kick our asses."

Shima: "...I mean..."

stocking: i...see....

godaiin: wait, i thought his name was ambrosius?

stocking:......the hell kind of name is that?

Bon: "German...-ish....Wait..."

izumo: what are you talking about?

Rin: "Oh, hey, Izumo!"

shiemi: sorry we're late. ^^;

stocking: oh hey guys.

Shima: "We were talking about Amai--Ambrosius's fascinating ideas about men and women."

izumo: ....want me to punch him?

shiemi: why dont i handle him? i've learned a bit about keeping him in line.

Rin: "...That's scary, Shiemi--but in a goody way."

stocking: ^^;.... !!! yukio! what happened to your arm?!

Yukio: "Oh, a mission went sideways." ^^; "Still recovering after that trip with Shura, too."

stocking: right...so much has been happening it's been hard to keep track of everything.

Rin: *looks to the side* "Yeah..."

Yukio: "Rin...Do you have a moment? About...Mr. Misumi's wake?"

Rin: "..." *nods*

stocking:.....

Bon: "... ... ..."

-text on bon's phone-

Bon: "..." *picks up his phone* "..."

-it's from lewin-

Bon: "?!!! Um, I got to go! I'll pay you for food later!"

godaiin: wait we-....already...paid for it...

stocking:.....

-elsewhere-

Mephisto: =w= *reclines in the bubble bath*

???: MR LIGHT YOU CANT JUST BARGE IN THERE!

Mephisto: "??? What the me?"

-SLAM-

lewin: yo!

Mephisto: "...EEK!" *covers his chest*

lewin: sorry to interrupt the 'me' time, but i gots some questions for ya, is that cool?

Mephisto: "BELIAL?! WHY IS THIS THING IN MY HOME?! GET HIM OUT OF HERE--"

lewin: *shoves a phone with a picture in his face* this seal was on the neck of a man killed a while back from a contract of morinath, HOWEVER! said contract isnt in the record of seals, why is that?

Mephisto: *muffled* "HELP! HELP! I'M BEING ASSAULTED!"

lewin: just answer the question; what is sector 13, exactly? you arent experimenting with elixers, are you?

Mephisto: "..." *looks away* "And why would you think of little old me?"

lewin: you are the king of time, which puts you quite close to the shinigami race, including old death himself, and by extension, the two stripers, including one who killed this man.

Mephisto: "Hmph!" *slaps away Lewin's hand* "Such outrageous accusations..." *blows bubbles from a toy pipe*

Bon: *stares*

Mephisto: "...Fine. I don't want any more trouble. I'll tell you the location you seek..."

lewin: that wasnt so hard, now was it?

Mephisto: "You'll want to go when it's dark...Just put the key into the hand."

lewin: right. *ears perk up* i think your wife's coming now. so we better skedaddle before she serves our asses on a silver platter, haha!

Bon: "..." *follows*

Mephisto: -^- "Such ruffians....No fun at all!"

felisia: are you alright? i heard you yelling!

Mephisto: ^^; "Quite fine, dear~ Just got a little too into my bath..." *picks up a rubber ducky* "Quite a rude chap, this one!"

felisia: *looking at his markings*........

Mephisto: "..." *looks down at the floor*

felisia:....*hugs him* please, dont overwork yourself so much....

Mephisto: "I won't. I promise."

-elsewhere-

Tezca: *humming* "New mission, new mission, new mission-onie!"

enrique: ^o^

Tezca: "And you and I need to look the part! I suggest shades and the most expensive flip flops."

enrique: *thumbs up*

Tezca: "Then just around this corner, let's head out--" *turns the corner--and trips over someone* "UMPH!"

esther: oh, pardon me.

Tezca: "Oh--hey, Esther! What you up to?"

esther: just doing some paperwork is all~

Tezca: "Ah--you got back from a big mission with Kirara?"

esther: ah yes, it was quite exciting.

Tezca: "Neat! You two will have to tell us--we're getting ready for a tropical mission!"

-elsewhere-

Axel: "Okay--donut run, or ice cream run?"

hibiki: maybe a salad for something different?

Axel: "Huh--sure! Maybe add some cheese to it..."

zeke: or croutons! can never go wrong with croutons!

Axel: "Bro--a salad...of croutons and bacon."

hibiki: *sigh* it's a start i guess....

-elsewhere-

yosano: so yeah, the tomatoes are-oh!

frances: *putting flowers around the garden*

Kenji: "Hi, Miss Frances!"

frances: hmm? oh hello dearies~ ^^

yosano: i wasnt expecting anyone else up here.

frances: oh, is the garden private?

Kenji: *looks at one plant* "Ooooooo! This one looks healthy? Is this one yours?"

frances: why yes, i thought the plants could use some flower friends to help them grow. ^^

Kenji: "Good thinking! Hello, Little Petunia!"

yosano: ^^; (well, kenji seems to be fine with it...)

Kenji: "It's great to have so much green life up here! It feels like a bit of home." ^w^

frances: you're from a farming village, right?

Kenji: *nods* "Ihatov!"

frances: how lovely~ ^^

Kenji: "Have you had greenhouses, ma'am?"

frances: oh why yes indeed. i have one in my home, both here and back in england.

Kenji: "Neato! I bet they are real happy, if they are like this one!"

frances: why thank you. ^^

Kenji: ^w^ "We just got back from Los Angeles--but I didn't get to see the orange groves."

-elsewhere-

Kimizuki: -_-; *has bandages on his arm* "Stupid cactus..."

hyakuya: *stomach growling*

Kimizuki: "...I better cook you something."

hyakuya: =3= i can cook too, you know.

Kimizuki: "??? Without burning it?"

hyakuya: >3< i used to cook for my family all the time back then.....

Kimizuki: "Oh? What's your signature dish?"

hyakuya: im pretty good at making curry. *proud face*

Kimizuki: "Oh yeah? Prove it."

hyakuya: i will!

shinoa: ^^

Yoichi: "Sweet! We're having curry!"

mitsuba: good to see she's in high spirits again.

Guren: "Yes--just needed a change."

mitsuba: how long before we're back on the field?

Guren: "When the next mission is approved."

-elsewhere-

Belkia: T~T "I'm so happy you're home! Do you feel okay?"

naho: im fine, belbel. ^^

Black Star: "Maybe take a nap--that was some powerful adventure you had!"

naho: yeah, i'll go do that now.

Sakuya: *small smile...pats Lilac's shoulder*

lilac: w-welcome back, naho. we missed you a lot.

naho: thanks guys. *hugs*

-she seems to be shaking slightly-

Sakuya: "...Hey, Naho, can I talk with you before you sleep in?"

naho: oh, sure, what's up?

Sakuya: "You feeling alright?"

naho:...why dont we talk in my room a bit?

Sakuya: *nods, follows*

naho: *enters her room*......

Sakuya: "Naho?"

naho:...*hugs him*

Sakuya: "..." *hug, strokes her head*

-she tells him about what happened-

Sakuya: "I'm so sorry...That's awful to go through that."

naho: it was so scary...it was like i wasnt in control....*trembling*

Sakuya: "Hey...You're okay...You're home, and we can figure this out."

naho: *sniffle* i...wanted to tell you privately...s-so the others dont worry.

Sakuya: *nods* "I get that...I think you should later, as they know more than me...But for now, yeah..."

naho:.....

Sakuya: *strokes her head* "You're a good person, Naho...You're so many things..."

naho: ....sakkun...could you sleep here with me tonight?

Sakuya: *nods* "Sure."

-elsewhere-

Eijiro: "Hey, Yaomomo! I brought the hot dogs, burgers, and veggie patties! Where's the grill?"

Bakugo: "WHO THE HELL INVITED YOU?!"

momo: the grill is on the patio.

Eijiro: "WOOT! Thanks!" *humming* "Fireworks, FIRE-WORKS!"

Bakugo: *stares at Momo* ಠ_ಠ

-elsewhere-

himiko: *spinning in a spinny chair* iiiiiim sooooo booooooooreeeeed.

fang: *baby babble*

Kurogiri: "Perhaps you would like to help with some tasks?"

himiko: can i bring the baby?

Kurogiri: "It should be fine to do so--just a quick errand before our 'guest' wakes up."

himiko: OK!

Kurogiri: *hands her an address* "Try to blend in."

himiko: *salutes* come on baby~ you and mommy are gonna do stuff~<3

fang: gaba!

Kurogiri: *nods* "Glad someone is being productive..." *looks around*

banshee: see? like this, clockwise to unscrew it, counter-clockwise to screw it in.

Spinner: "Huh. Kind of like spinning it around..."

Dabi: "Fascinating...I'll remember that when I can't see because it's dark inside."

banshee: ^^;

Kurogiri: "I'm still tidying up after the last mishap--I'd like to keep things organized before--"

*SMASH*

Muscular: *broke a door handle* "Oops."

kinuta: oh dear. *covered in a bedsheet*

Spinner: .\\\.;

Dabi: -_-;

Kurogiri: *sigh* "Banshee, how are you at door repairs?"

banshee: ._.;;

Muscular: "Hey, it's not my fault some things around here are made of weak stuff."

twice: waaait a minute. did you two like...y'know?

Muscular: "Did we what, shrimp?"

kinuta: 7w7

twice: did ya play twister in bed?

banshee: *almost chokes* O-O

Muscular: "...Yes. Want me to help you reach left hand red? I can do that by ripping off your arm--"

Kurogiri: "Please, there are children present."

twice: so you did f*ck her then.

banshee: TWICE!

twice: myeeeess?

Muscular: "Twice? No, at least five times."

Spinner: .\\\\\\\.

twice: she meant my name is twic-... OOOOOHHH DAMN! that explains the loud screaming and creaking.

tomura:.............................................................................you people are fucking disgusting.

Kurogiri: "Oh, for Pete's sake, could we have some tact here?! We have broken light bulbs--"

Spinner: "I said I was sorry."

Kurogiri: "--broken doors and now beds--"

Muscular: *grunts*

Kurogiri: "--AND NOW I NEED TO SOUNDPROOF THE ROOMS!"

kinuta: ^^~

twice: wait a sec- shouldnt that mute chick and her teddy be back by now?

Spinner: "...You don't read the news, do you?"

twice: oh yeah.....i forgot.

Kurogiri: "There is nothing to be done about it--we move forward. However, there are some people to look into..."

banshee: oh?

Kurogiri: "Since USJ, more villains rising...including some other groups. Keep an eye out for them..." *hands over a folder*

banshee: *examines it*

*the file shows a small person in a mask, some man in Roman armor, a cheerleader, and someone looking like a Venus flytrap*

-elsewhere-

Sagittarius: *clop clop clop* "Hmm...I have lost track of the prey..." *holds up his bow...with a plunger arrow on it* "Where did those two go..."

gem + ini: *giggling*

Sagittarius: *small smirk* "Could they be...there?" *fires a plunger arrow at the wall--*

capricorn: ??

Sagittarius: "Oh. Sorry. I was not attempting to shoot at you, just the children."

capricorn:...*holds the core closer* get your own apple, dude.

Sagittarius: "I have no interest in your apple. ...And I'm still sorry for the William Tell incident."

capricorn: *huff* yeah whatev. *walks off*

Sagittarius: "..." *looks around for the sound of giggles*

Scorpio: *growls* "How freaking annoying!"

cancer: no need to get all pissy about it.

Scorpio: "I'M NOT PISSY--I'M PISSED!"

cancer: tch- whatever.

Aries: *staring at a tablet* "..." *turns it left* "...Yeah, I don't get it. I'm tired of looking over security footage--can this thing stream that cop show?"

Scorpio: >_<# *angry scorpion chittering noises*

libra: *sigh* let me see it.

Aries: "Thanks, L." *drops it into her hand*

libra: *looks*

Aries: "..." *leans over, looking over her shoulder* "Show me how to do it. Is it that?" *he's close*

libra: .////.; i-it's a touch screen, sir.

Aries: "..." *smiles* "So I do this?" *his finger passes her face, tapping the screen--and the tablet makes a loud beeping noise* "?!"

libra: !!

*SWISH* *CRACK* *an arrow strikes through her tablet in her hands*

Sagittarius: "...Sorry."

libra:................

Aries: ^^;;;;; "Now, L, I know you're upset, but now is no time to get all angry and sword-y--"

-elsewhere-

Chuuya: *staring at a nearly empty glass* "...Top me off."

bartender: k...been busy, chuuya?

Chuuya: *slightly slurred* "Super busy."

bartender:....

Chuuya: "Just...stupid mechs, stupid Abernathy, stupid sheep...What a mess. All some lunatic..."

bartender: *cleaning glasses* you wanna talk about it?

Chuuya: "..." *sips* "...Why do Dokeshi get shat on? I don't see ability users getting it nearly half as bad."

bartender: not sure what to say about here, but other places arent as kind as here. goes for quirk humans too.

Chuuya: "Hmm. Pyrokinetics, too. People fear power...Maybe they're right to. But people aren't..." *looks at the mirror, seeing something staring back at him* "...just power."

bartender: understandable. my uncle's actually a dokeshi. he and his wife had to move to alaska to get away from the harassment.

Chuuya: "...Is it working for them?"

bartender: they seem pretty happy for the most part.

Chuuya: "Guess that's better...Don't like the idea of just running away from things..."

bartender: *nods*

Chuuya: *long sip* "Jeez...I'm going to feel this in the morning. Fucking hell...It's all just a mess, and, what, some crazy mind controller just had to make it worse?!"

bartender:...

Chuuya: *groans, holds his head* "...Rain."

bartender:....*hands him a glass of water*

Chuuya: "..." *sips* "..." *sniffle*

bartender:.....why dont i call you an uber?

Chuuya: *groans* "Ya."

bartender: maybe get to bed when you get home.

Chuuya: *grunts*

-elsewhere-

*someone in a cloak stands at the outskirts of Death City...the setting sun is behind him*

Luke: "..."

-elsewhere-

itsuka: wow, your house is really fancy, momo.

momo: i get that a lot. ^^;

*fast running is heard*

Iida: "MOMO! I apologize for being late!"

momo: oh, it's alright. you're right on time. ^^

Iida: "Oh, good!" *holds up a bag* "I brought a dessert! Cupcakes!"

mina: WOOT!

Tetsutetsu: "PUT IT OVER BY THE GRILL! KIRISHIMA, TOSS ME A BURGER!"

kirishima: you got it!

itsuka: oh, hey tetsutetsu!

jirou: seems we got more people than we were expecting.

Bakugo: *standing far away, meditating...inhaling and exhaling*

ochako: guess he's getting ready for the show later.

Todoroki: "Hmm." *noms on a burger*

Denki: "--so then we can put on the Star Wars theme and see if he can time the fireworks to Williams's score--"

sero: sick, my dude.

Denki: "Right?!

Iida: "I'm surprised Bakugo agreed--he usually doesn't seem to enjoy these social activities."

ochako: aww, he can be a team player after all. ^^

Todoroki: "Hmm. I guess he's cooled down."

Iida: "... ... ..."

ochako:......wait, was that a pun?

Todoroki: "??? Was it? ...Huh. I hadn't intended for it to be."

ochako: it's alright, if it was, it totally went over my head, haha!

Todoroki: "..." ^^;

mina: 7w7

jirou: ??? mina?

mina: i think im seeing sparks, and not from fireworks~

jirou: =///= b-babe! they're gonna hear you!

Bakugo: *eyes snap open* O^O "..." *SHARP INHALE* "Let's do this!!!"

kirishima: WOOOOT!!

Denki: *presses play on the stereo*

jirou:...are you seriously playing katy perry's 'firework?'

Denki: "It seemed appropriate, and--"

Bakugo: *blasting louder and louder attacks* "RA RA RA RA RA!"

Denki: "I knew it would fire up his irritation."

jirou:......

mina: well played.

Denki: ^^

Iida: "Ooooo! Aaaaah! Incredible use of shapes and colors!"

itsuka: woah! look at that one!

Tetsutetsu: "How does he do that?! Has he been practicing his quirk for aesthetic stuff?!"

kirishima: *shrug*

Bakugo: "..."

{Bakugo: *looks around* "..." *pulls out an art book* "Okay, so if I do it this way, I can make a bunny..."}

sero: hey! that one looks just like all-might!

Bakugo: -~-###

Denki: "...Heh. And he calls Midoriya a nerd?"

itsuka: ^^

*a spark falls onto Denki's head, igniting his hair*

Denki: .w.;;;;;

tsuyu: *tosses him to the pool*

Denki: *BLUB!* <Translation: "Thank you!">

Iida: "Oh, I didn't know this was a pool party, too."

Bakugo: *continues the display...*

sero: ^^ *spots something* ??

Monoma: *in the bushes* O^O

sero: hey monoma.

Monoma: "?!!! YOU SAW NOTHING!"

itsuka: *siiiiiiigh* monoma, are you going to behave yourself?

Monoma: "Don't I always~?" ^^

itsuka: *intense stare*

Bakugo: *LOUD EXPLOSION*

Monoma: Q^Q;

-elsewhere-

lewin: not far now....say, ever heard of the alhambra palace in spain?

Bon: "Not really, sir."

lewin: it's said the moorish king that built the palace contracted with a demon to hide a treasure. when the contract ends, a hand engraved in the gate of judgement will sieze the key. in that moment, the palace will crumble and the treasure is revealed. *holds his hand up*

Bon: *looks up* "So, that hand-shaped mark up in the keystone?"

lewin: *looks around*

Bon: "What was Sir Pheles saying when he mentioned the hand seizing the key?"

lewin: hmm. *pokes at a floor panel*

*CRIK CRIK CRIK...*

Bon: "?!"

lewin: found it!

Bon: "What the heck is it?"

lewin: turn off the flashlight, first.

Bon: *does so* "..."

lewin: *shines his light on a mirror that popped up from the panel*

Bon: *looks up at the keystone* "?!"

-elsewhere-

kyouko: *puts on her raincoat*

Rin: "Hey, where you going?"

kyouko: !! oh, im just gonna run a quick errand, i'll be back before you know it.

Rin: " 'Kay. But it's getting late--use your phone's flashlight."

kyouko: ok. if im not back by midnight, make sure momo's put to bed, ok?

Rin: *nods* "Of course."

kyouko: thanks rin. you're really dependable, you know?

Rin: "Um, thanks? That's really nice of you..."

kyouko: see you in a few. *heads out* (right. they're my family...i know it's selfish, but i want to understand what's going on with them. and if this is the only way, so be it...) .... (crazy clown guy, here i come.)

-elsewhere-

lewin: boooon... boooooooon...wake uuuup~

Bon: "Hmmm? What?"

lewin: oh good, you're alive!

Bon: *groans* "What happened?"

lewin: seems we got teleported by that beam. and look where we are!

Bon: "Wh-What?!" *looks*

lewin: any guesses?

Bon: "...This is a cram school?"

lewin: yes. the cram school's predecessor, the exorcist training school, 'asylum'!

-elsewhere-

kyouko: *ringing the doorbell to pheles manor*

Maid: "Yes?"

kyouko: hey, is mr pheles home? fujimoto sent me.

Maid: "I'm afraid he is in for the night, but if it's from Fujimoto, he likely would want to hear. Come in. May I get you something? Tea?"

kyouko: I’ll have some lemonade if you have any.

Maid: "Coming right up." *exits*

*it's quiet*

kyouko:..... *looking around*

*look to be photos, aged sepia...Mephisto seems to be in some of them*

kyouko: *examines a few pictures*

*seems to be Lord Death, Fujimoto...another with...Abraham Lincoln?*

kyouko: ?? (what the....) *notices another picture, a small painting*

*it looks to be two people with Mephisto, as they stand among test tubes and beakers*

kyouko: .....

Mephisto: "Well, this is an evening surprise~"

kyouko: !!! *stumbles* jeez! dont sneak UP on me like that!

Mephisto: "This is my house..."

kyouko:...where's your office?

Mephisto: "Upstairs. You wish to speak privately?"

kyouko: im here to talk business. and in this regard, you're really the only one im able to turn to. *mutter* much to my dismay.

Mephisto: "Very well." *removes a key, opening a closet* "Shortcut."

kyouko: *enters and sits down*

Mephisto: *pulls out his chair, sits across the desk from her* "Now, then, what's going on?"

kyouko: alright, im going to get right to the point. *inhales* i want to enroll at true cross and the cram school.

Mephisto: "...Fufufu!"

kyouko: im being serious about this!

Mephisto: "Runs in the family, does it not--barging up to me, demanding entry into _my_ school..."

kyouko: *bites her lip, gripping her fist* im doing this for my family.

Mephisto: "...Make them proud?"

kyouko: rin and yukio....and uncle shiro....i worry about them. even if we arent blood relatives, they're still my family. and i want to look after them. i know, it's selfish of me, but what else can i do for them, huh? i just...i dont want to be out of the loop anymore.

Mephisto: "Hmm..." *pulls out an application form*

kyouko: *looks*

Mephisto: "Fill this out, then you'll have to pass the entrance test."

kyouko: alright... (heh...not wanting to be out of the loop, yet i dont tell them anything so i dont worry them....im a real damn hypocrite, huh....)

Mephisto: "And you'll need your study materials--" *drops a dozen books on his desk* "Payment up front."

kyouko: ...

-elsewhere-

lewin: you know why this place is so important? go on, guess. ^^

Bon: "It looks like a school--some old True Cross buildings?"

lewin: yes. but more importantly, it's the ground zero of the blue night.

Bon: "?! Wait--it happened under True Cross?"

lewin: according to official reports, satan assumed human form and had a child with an exorcist named yuri egin.

Bon: "?! A child? You don't mean..."

lewin: that's right, rin and yukio......strange, did mephisto place this school in a barrier? either way, we shouldnt waste time! let's go! vamanos!

Bon: "STOP RIGHT THERE!"

lewin: ??

Bon: "You have been playing the fool too long...We saw someone close to the Okumuras die...You aren't even affected by that. Are we responsible for his death? Am I?"

lewin: yeah, that does kinda suck doesnt it.

Bon: "You can't even _pretend_ to give a shit?!"

lewin: im not exactly an 'empathetic person'. i was just born different is all. as a kid, i was violent and loved demon research, and people didnt exactly want to be my friend, but i wasnt bothered bit it at all. you can imagine how hard it was for my parents, haha!

Bon: "Then why did you care enough to bring me?"

lewin: it's true i love demons, but i love humans and this world even more, so im willing to protect it, no matter what. the reason you're my apprentice is because you seem like a good person with common sense, i get antsy when i cant rely on someone for advice. i'll probably abandon you if it means achieving my own ends, so if you want to turn back now, now's your chance.

Bon: "..." *sighs* "I've come this far. If you need someone with common sense to put the brakes on anything stupid you're about to do...then I'm your guy."

lewin:....you're really masochistic arent you. welp, im not complaining! let's go!

Bon: >_<# "Tch! I'm not a freaking masoch--" *staaaaaaaares* "... ... ..."

*tap tap tap tap*

lewin: ....is that a spider riding a hand? *looks* we-he-hell! look who else is down here!

Hand: *tap tap tap over to ???*

???: "Lewin Light and Ryuji Suguro...What brings you here?"

Hand: *nuzzles*

-a hooded woman leans down and takes the spider-

???: kataro, what did i tell you about wandering off?

lewin: mr and mrs neuhaus! what a surprise! ma'am you're looking really good for a walking corpse full of jorogumo!

michelle:......

Bon: "..." *slaps the back of Lewin's head* "BRAKES!"

lewin: i mean that in the nicest way possible. ^^

Neuhaus: "Hmph." *walks by him towards a wall*

lewin: heard you and the mrs moved someplace, but i didnt think it was down here. also loving the facial hair, it's a good look for ya!

Neuhaus: "..." *examining the wall*

lewin: so what's new with you guys?

michelle:....why are you here?

Bon: "..."

lewin: weeell we're investigating the illuminati and found ourselves down here.

michelle: ........*she seems tense*

Neuhaus: *his hand along the wall forms into a fist, pressing against it* "..."

lewin: we also learned some interesting things about section 13 and elixers. and the guy we learned it from up and died! how funny is that? seeing as you also placed your blood seal on a contract of morinath, right, mr neuhaus?

Neuhaus: "...Section 13 is up ahead."

lewin:....huh, still alive. welp! we better get a move on!

Bon: "..." *follows Lewin*

Neuhaus: "...'Alive.'"

michelle:....heh....the irony....isnt lost on me.....

lewin: jeez, look at this place. you can still see the scorch marks....

Bon: "Sir, how is this still preserved? Did Neuhaus do this?"

lewin: most likely this time axis was put in a barrier to perserve it, in the real world, in it's place is the cram school. this barrier world most likely contains it after the blue night. in other words, it's mephisto's doing.

Bon: "...Multiple timelines. Great. I was hoping to have a headache tonight..."

lewin: oh boy, you dont know nothin' yet. but i digress.

Bon: *looks in one room--and spots--* "?!"

*there's a doll and a broken baby crib*

lewin: this place took in orphans with taint wounds and blood relatives of demons, and raised those with potential to be exorcist, but that was just the surface....

Bon: "You think they were covering up for something? Why take in orphans?"

lewin: well, we're here.

Bon: *looks* "?!"

lewin: careful it's wet. *enters*

Bon: "Yuck...Rain runoff?" *sniffs* "Woo! No..."

lewin: *shining his light into rooms*

-one room has medical tables-

Bon: "Sir, what was Mephisto _doing_ here? Why orphans? Did he...kill them?"

lewin: *looking at a bookshelf*

*it seems to be research notes for--*

lewin: !!! bon, look at this.

Bon: *reads* " '--drug for resuscitating--' So, is this the Elixir?"

lewin: bingo. *looking through more files*

Bon: "..." *reads one* "....Wait...!!!"

lewin: *looking at one file* ......!!!! (this is....)

Bon: " 'Donors possessed by demons high in regeneration'? What the hell..."

lewin: *looks into a room*...ryuuji...you might want to see this...

Bon: *follows* "Oh no..."

-inside is a lab with incubators-

lewin: this place......was creating copies of demon kings

-elsewhere-

momo: sorry the fireworks were rained out, guys.

itsuka: it's fine.

Bakugo: *rubbing a towel through his hair* *grumbles*

mina: well, we can still make tonight totally awesome. let's play hide-and-seek!

Hagakure: "Yeah, Yaomomo's place has to have a lot of hiding spots!"

momo: well, try not to get lost or break into any locked rooms.

Monoma: "I can hide b

etter than anyone--to the point where no one will be able to find me."

kaminari:...that dude needs to get a hobby.

Bakugo: "He needs to be lost and not found."

Tetsutetsu: "He's not that bad, once you get to know him."

-elsewhere-

shiemi: *looks out the window* (it's really coming down......gotta study.) *writing*

Shiemi's Mother: *sets down tea* "Shiemi, did you bring in the saplings?"

shiemi: ah! yes mom!

Mother: "Thank you...How is...studying?"

shiemi: it's coming along. it's a bit hard, but im learning.

Mother: "...You intend to pursue this exam?"

shiemi: *nods* i've learned so many things now. and i want to be able to protect those i care about, so...

Mother: *nods* "Shiemi...You're different."

shiemi: i guess i am different now, huh?

Mother: "...Against all of my concerns, you have indeed gotten stronger."

shiemi: ....*nods*

Mother: "But I do want to talk with you first...and if you still want to pursue the exorcist exam, I won't stop you."

shiemi: of course mom, what is it?

-elsewhere-

lewin: bon, give me some light over here. *examining a folder*

Bon: *shines a light* "...Cloning demon kings...The hell..."

lewin: look at this one!

-holds up a file that reads 'ambrosius'-

Bon: "?!!! Amaimon?!"

-CRASH-

lewin: !!!

clone?: BWAPAA!

Bon: "?! Did someone release them?!"

lewin: we might wanna run!

Bon: "Decent plan!" *heads to the exit--*

-PWOOF-

???: "Darn. And they were sleeping so soundly."

lewin: mephisto? is that you?

Mephisto: "I had set off that time axis, but it looks like years have passed there too. Time is a weird thing, isn't it?"

lewin: well, im no expert in wibbly wobbly timey wimey stuff, that's your thing.                        

Bon: "Ow...The hell is going on, Pheles? You just pulled us out--"

Mephisto: "Saved you is more like it." *sniff* "Ugh--you smell like death. Dead things, not Lord Death."

lewin: though im not sure how a reaper smells.

Mephisto: "Actually? Kind of like jasmine. Belial, show them the fancy body wash soap."

lewin:.....*makes a break for it*

-grab-

lewin: OwO;;;

Bon: "?!!"

felisia: ^^# where do you think you're going dear~?

lewin:....*gulp* *squeaks* mother.

Mephisto: *sips his milk*

Bon: -_____-; "The hell is even going on?"

-too horrifying to show-

Bon: O_o;

Mephisto: *finishes his drink* "Ah~"

lewin: *all fancied up* mrs pheles, how could you?

felisia: welp, revenge has been had, so im quite satisfied~ ^^

lewin:....it's official, angels are fuckin scary.

Mephisto: "Indeed. Now, since you've given us some amusement, how about I answer some of your annoying questions."

lewin: alright, why did you show us that place?

Mephisto: "To offer my own defense. Neither the Order nor I are working with the Illuminati. I assure you, we oppose them and Lucifer."

lewin: but how do the clone babies come into play here? that was fucked up.

Mephisto: "Well, you can blame lacking human imagination for that one."

lewin: ....

Mephisto: "Demons were conceptual beings. As human civilization developed, so too did their imaginations--giving demons more concrete forms. Demons even gained flesh and blood...You may not appreciate it, but as soon as demons for senses...Well, they indulged in carnal pleasures."

felisia: 7////7 *ahem*

Mephisto: "...I meant the wide range of pleasures--consumption, imbibing. In any case, flesh can't last forever. While magic can delay the rate of decay, such decay is faster for higher-ranking demons. Their egos will persist, but not their bodies."

lewin: so you're basically making back up bodies, then.

Mephisto: *shrugs* "It's a hobby. And it worked--for a bit, until the eldest baal, Lucifer, got super-pissed that his bodies were lasting only about a decade each."

lewin:....

{Mephisto: "I sympathize, my siblings--but it's not like you can extend your bodies so long--"}

{Lucifer: "Not unless we can manipulate time itself, as you can..."}

{Mephisto: ^^; "A little bit of hostility?"}

{Lucifer: *wheeze* "I'm not the only one, now am I?" *stares at Amaimon*}

{amaimon: *bandaged*.......}

{???: still, eradicating humans is a bit extreme, dont you think?}

{Mephisto: *nods* "While your body will ultimately fail, your spirit will persist. Isn't that enough?"}

{Lucifer: "..." *shakes his head* "I would rather kill myself--and take this Earth with me."}

Bon: "What the hell?! This kind of thing happened before the Blue Night?!"

Mephisto: "Let me put it this way--you know what happened to the dinosaurs? It was kinda like that--only narrowly averted."

lewin: ....

{Lucifer: "Demons will revert to mere concepts. That is ultimate equality. Why not bestow that gift to humans and the other physically embodied?"}

{???: i understand where you're coming from, but forcing it onto humans seems rather unfair to them.}

{???: "Oh, come off it! Humans have destroyed their world, plunging it into chaos--we'd be doing them a favor."}

{Mephisto: "..." *smirks*}

{???: and what do you find so funny, samael?}

{Mephisto: "Oh, nothing much--just this weird thing the humans developed. Any of you ever hear of biological cloning?"}

lewin: then what happened?

Mephisto: "So I set up shop in what you know as Asylum or Section 13. It's weird--sci fi lets you think clones are exact duplicates. On the genetic level, maybe? But environmental conditions of course will alter the look...and there is always the chance of mutations. And...well, those biological differences had an influence on the demons' spirits possessing the clones."

felisia:......

lewin: or in other cases, said clone develops its own soul.

Mephisto: *nods* "There needed to be a way to silence those souls...And to top it off, Lucifer's situation was so dire that a mere human body couldn't contain his spirit. That's why the elixirs were administered to strengthen those bodies, make them superstrong with the ultimate goal of making the flesh immortal."

lewin: let me guess, things went horribly wrong.

Mephisto: "Hey, come on--it worked fine for Amaimon's vessel--"

Amaimon: *hangs upside down* "Brother, we're out of whipped cream."

felisia:......how long has he been there?

Amaimon: "I came in during the horrific part. That was badass, ma'am."

Mephisto: *clears his throat* "Back to my story...We had been creating better and stronger bodies over the next few months. We thought we had our best one ready for Lucifer...But before Lucifer could enter it...something else did."

Mephisto: "We realized what inhabited this body...was Gehenna itself, the realm that birthed the baal. A demon of such a gargantuan scale could only be..."

Bon: "Satan..."

Mephisto: *nods* "Rin and Yukio's father. Once Satan acquired an ego...that was when the Blue Night happened."

Bon: "..."

-elsewhere-

kyouko: im home.......

Rin: *passed out on the couch* "Zzz..."

kyouko:......*puts the coat over him*......*heading to her room*

{kyouko: *weeping under her blanket*}

{Rin: "??? Kyouko? Hey, you there?"}

{kyouko: ....yeah...}

{Rin: "Okay..." *sits by her* "...I couldn't sleep. Would you like to talk?"}

{kyouko:....mom....dad.....*whimpers* t-they're...t-they're...*sniffle*}

{Rin: "...I'm sorry."}

{kyouko:....d-did uncle shiro...tell you anything? about what happened to them?}

{Rin: *shakes his head*}

{kyouko:....dad...something...took him over and....h-he killed mom.....i.....i had...i-i had to...*cries*}

{Rin: "..." *pats her back, hugging her*}

kyouko:......(they've always been there for me....at the very least, i want to pay them back...somehow...)

Fujimoto: "Hey, kiddo."

kyouko: !!! uncle shiro! jeez, you scared me...

Fujimoto: "I could say the same..." *grunts as he seats himself* "Where'd you run off to?"

kyouko: ...just running a quick errand is all...

Fujimoto: *nods* "To see Mephisto."

kyouko: !!! w-what makes you say that?

Fujimoto: "He called."

kyouko: *mutter* damn him, never knows when to shut up.....

Fujimoto: "What's this about selling your soul to get into True Cross?"

kyouko: i didnt do it _literally_!

Fujimoto: *sighs* "He always did exaggerate...Why you want to do this?"

kyouko:...can we talk about this in the morning? i had a long day and im really tired-

Fujimoto: *stares*

kyouko:.....look, i worry about you guys, ok?

Fujimoto: "Is that what this is about?"

kyouko: well what do you expect me to do, sit on my ass doing nothing while you guys risk your lives on a daily basis?! MAYBE IF I HAD A BETTER UNDERSTANDING, I COULD BE SOMEWHAT HELPFUL!

Fujimoto: "..." *sighs* "You're so stubborn. And you know the risks, ones we're all facing..."

kyouko:....i just.....i cant fucking lose anyone else....*shaking* i just cant....

Fujimoto: "..." *hug*

kyouko:..nng....*cries into his chest*

Fujimoto: *strokes her head* "This is a heavy burden you've carried for so long...I admire that you're trying to take on so much."

momo sakura: *yawns and rubs her eyes* uncle shiro? what's going on?

Fujimoto: "Sorry--just was talking with your sister."

momo sakura: oh no, kyouko's not sick is she?

kyouko: *sniff* i-im fine momo. go back to bed, ok?

Fujimoto: *nods* "I think we all could use some sleep..."

kyouko: yeah....good idea.

Fujimoto: *nods* "Night, kiddos. We'll talk in the morning."

-elsewhere-

shiemi: *in the loft, curled under a blanket*.............

Nee: "??? ..." *nudges* "Nee?"

shiemi: *rubs her eyes* h-hey, nee.

Nee: *nuzzle* *sympathetic murmur*

shiemi: *sniff* thanks nee....

-morning-

stocking: =~= too comfy. dont wanna get out of bed.

Kid: "D'aw...Maybe I can help?"

stocking: this is the opposite of a problem, babe.

Kid: *smiles* "I can imagine one problem, though. You'd have to get out to get breakfast..." *neck kiss*

stocking: mmn~ kiddooo~

Kid: "Hee hee...Do you have to go today?"

stocking: kid, if you keep kissing my neck, you're gonna be walking a bit funny. 7w7

Kid: "I'll take that as a no~" *slides a hand along her side, kissing down...*

-elsewhere-

suzune: *yaaaawn*

Matsuri: "Hello."

suzune: good morning, matsuri.....i wanted to thank you and your dad again for letting me live here. i appreciate it.

Matsuri: "You're welcome! You sleep okay?"

suzune: yes. *looks around her room*

-the room is kind of plain-

Matsuri: ^^; "Sorry it's not much to look at."

suzune: it's fine. im not the best at room decorating, to be honest.

-text on matsuri's phone-

arisa: [hey, what's taking u guys so long? chisato and i are @ the station now! >3<# ]

Matsuri: [sorry! on our way!] "Hey, ready to head out in a bit?"

suzune: y-yeah....are you sure about me coming on this trip? kamihama is a magical girl haven, and given my past, i've certainly made a few enemies...

Matsuri: "Well, I can't let you out of my sight. So if we encounter problems, we'll deal with them as they come up. It's simplest that way."

suzune:...r-right. i'll get my bag then.

Matsuri: "Great! I left mine by the door..."

-elsewhere-

Relan: "??? What did the Commander ask you to write, Shinra?" *he looks at file folders with people's names on them*

shinra: oh this? just writing some info on the members of the 8th.

Relan: "Oh--like confidential profiles?"

shinra: more or less. want to see what i got so far?

Relan: "Is that really appropriate for me?" *already flipping through one on Takehisa*

-file; Hinawa, Takehisa; company commander of the 8th. 2nd gen pyrokinetic. ability type; manipulating bullet trajectory (?), age; 33, DOB; Sept 23, side notes; -very good cook, -bad taste in fashion, -intimidating, -former member of the army-

Relan: "Heh--'bad fashion.' Oh, he's a Libra! I guess that explains his moodiness--"

Takehisa: "What moodiness?"

shinra: really? im not too good at horoscopes.

Relan: QwQ; *trying to ignore Takehisa behind him* ^^;;; "Well, Scorpios are said to have a lot of intensity--intense eyes, magnetic personalities, really passionate about what they believe in...I think that sounds like you!"

shinra: oh. .////. t-thanks.

maki: OWO

Relan: ^^ "Aw..."

Arthur: "??? Oh, you're writing a biography about my heroic exploits? Then I will need to have woodcuts for visual reinforcement."

shinra: riiiiight.... -_-;

Vulcan: *looking at one file* "...You got the number of tattoos wrong."

lisa: *notices one note*

-personal note; same hair and eye color as mikami kurai of the 5th? relation? or just coincidence??-

Akitaru: "Well, that's why we're reviewing these files to make sure we get things accurate."

tamaki: are you sure about letting shinra do this? a few notes seem rather....opinionated.

iris: he's even added a few doodles. i have to say, your art's really improving, shinra.

shinra: aww. thanks iris. ^^

Akitaru: "???" *flips through Arthur's file* "...Shinra. 'Recalcitrant' has only one 'e.'" *the doodle of Arthur also has him with donkey ears*

shinra: you like how i used the word? i kind of borrowed it from petra's 'word-a-day' calender. ^^;

Petra: "...Normally I would be upset, but I admire an expanded lexicon." *reads Karin's file* "!!! YOU HAVE PLANS FOR A FIRE ROBOT LABOR?!" *shiny eyes*

karin: it's more of expanding on my mech. ^^;

Viktor: "??? Wait, Maki, I thought your cousin was one of the Nakatsukasa?"

maki: well, technically tsubaki is tsugumi's cousin on her mom's side of the family. im tsugumi's cousin on her dad's side, since he and my mom are siblings.

Viktor: "...You're sure you don't have both fire _and_ weapon abilities?" *holds up a scalpel*

komori: *CHOP* *holds up a note* <stop>

Viktor: T~T ("At least my file doesn't mention Joker...")

Arthur: "Shinra's file doesn't mention his superhero footy pajamas?"

shinra: shut up! >n<#

-elsewhere-

-SLASH SLASH-

scarlet: good, again.

nana: *slashing at mannequins with a string of fire from her blood*

Joker: "Huh. Nana's movements are getting more precise."

ivy: that ring you got her really helps.

scarlet: *nods*

Joker: "You make that, or order it somewhere?"

scarlet: let's just say i know someone.

Joker: "Huh--metallurgy, I guess."

nana: *SLASH SLASH*

*a mannequin head rolls to his feet...it has an eyepatch like Joker's*

Joker: ._.;

ivy:.....

Joker: "...Ha! I guess any motivation is good motivation?"

ivy: she puts a lot more effort into customizing them. i just tape hibana's picture from magazines onto mine.

Joker: "Huh--I was wondering what happened to this one." *shows a swimsuit cover with Hibana's face cut out*

-elsewhere-

Sakuya: *walks into Naho's bedroom, carrying a breakfast tray*

naho: *sniffs* are those pancakes?

Sakuya: "With chocolate chips."

naho: OwO

Sakuya: *cuts a piece, holds it up on a fork to her*

naho: *nom* ^w^ yum!

Sakuya: ^^; "I was worried I'd screw this up."

naho: did you make them?

Sakuya: *nods* "From mix, granted. But I did add the chocolate chips."

naho: ^^ then the fact that you made them makes them even yummier!

Sakuya: "..." >\\\\>; "I-I'm glad."

-elsewhere-

Denki: "Hee hee...No one will find me in here."

maid: *opens door* ?!?!?!?!

Denki: OwO; "...I'm sorry--was this your room?"

momo: gerta? what was it, i heard-...KAMINARI?!?!

Denki: OwO;;;;;; "...Hello. You're probably wondering why I'm hiding amongst a closet full of maid costumes."

momo: WERE YOU HIDING HERE ALL NIGHT??!

Denki: "All night? Did no one bother to find me? Did I win hide and seek?!"

gerta: and also they are UNIFORMS! NOT. COSTUMES!

Hagakure: *walks up in just her socks* "Guys, this isn't funny! Where's my shirt?!"

Denki: "...Please tell me you are wearing your full-body suit, Hagakure?"

Hagakure: "Duh, of course I am!"

momo:.....i need to make a few calls.

-elsewhere-

Bon: "..."

lewin: *snoring*

Bon: "..." *kicks him*

lewin: *snort* gu-whuh? mom?

Bon: -_-# "Get up. It's morning."

lewin: *YAAAAAWN*

Bon: "...What Pheles said last night..."

lewin: yeah, crazy stuff, man...say, can you get that bag over there for me?

Bon: "Fine..." *picks it up* "It's not going to explode, is it?"

lewin: whaaat no!

Bon: -_-; *brings it over*

-inside are files from section 13-

Bon: "...You didn't."

lewin: our little secret, alright?

Bon: *sigh* "Fine. Don't blame me if Mrs. Pheles shaves your head."

lewin:....*trembles* QwQ;;;;; s-scary....

-elsewhere-

kyouko: *sniff* ugh... =~=;;

Fujimoto: "Now, add the pepper--"

Rin: "I know how to cook, damn it! Just sit your ass down!"

kyouko: i'll be fine, really. *sniff* *shivers*

Fujimoto: "I know. That's why you need a good hearty meal! Rin! Add more chicken stock--"

-knocks-

Rin: *practically breathing fire* "COOK YOUR OWN DAMN MEAL!"

Yukio: "I'll get it--" *approaches the door*

mami: hello. ^^

Yukio: "Ah, hello, Miss Tomoe."

mami: i brought over some tea.

kyouko: hey mami. kinda sick today. *sniffle*

mami: so i heard.

Fujimoto: "That was very nice of you. Sit down--we were about to have some soup--" *sneaks a bottle of pepper--*

Rin: *slaps his hand away*

mami: well, i brought tea to help make her feel a little better.

momo sakura: can i help make it?

mami: why of course. ^^

Rin: *hands the kettle to Momo*

mami: i brought elderflower tea, since it's good for combating colds.

momo sakura: *nods*

Yukio: "Excellent choice. Shiemi had mentioned some of them."

mami: ah.

Rin: "How've things been, Mami? Keeping busy?"

mami: i've been well for the most part.

Rin: *nods* "I heard something about you traveling?"

mami: oh yes, i'm planning to visit kamihama for the magica fest in august.

Rin: "Ah, right! Hope it's fun!"

-elsewhere-

Giriko: "You going to be okay for a week?" *packing a bag* "I can tell them to go pound sand and find someone else."

arachne: we'll be alright. eva- malaria said she'd stay over and help.

Giriko: "Girls' night in."

anna: guu nait een!

Giriko: "Hee hee--right on, Anna."

-elsewhere-

Axel: "Yep! I even packed the marshmallows!"

Saria: *pops up* "We're roasting marshmallows out there?"

hibiki: sure, why not?

Saria: ^w^ "That would be fun!"

Kazue: *pops up, hanging from above* *sign* <Roasted desert scorpions provide protein.>

Axel: "...Huh."

-elsewhere-

Yohei: *grunts* ("Another month with this cast...Perfect...")

saki: morning yohei.

Yohei: "Hey...Sorry, did you want to be alone?" *struggling to open the cupboard with one hand while holding milk under his arm*

saki: need some help?

Yohei: "..." *nods* "Trying to get a mug..."

saki: *reaches and hands it to him*

Yohei: "..." *nods* "Thanks."

GET: *walks in* "Hello, Saki-gege! Good morning, Daddy-gege!"

Yohei: "..." *looks away*

chie: morning. ^^

GET: Q_Q *downcast*

Yohei: "..."

chie: morning babe. *kiss on the cheek*

Yohei: "...Morning. Sleep okay?"

chie: yeah, feeling any better?

Yohei: "..." *shakes his head*

chie:....*hugs*

Yohei: "..." *one arm around her*

chie:....why dont we go for a walk later?

-elsewhere-

Chuuya: *passed out in bed*

sonia: *making waffles*

miyuri: *getting the syrup*

Chuuya: "..." *coughs, grunts, looks up, confused* "..." *sees his pants on the floor* "..." *looks at the clock*

-it's 10:36 AM-

Chuuya: "Shit..." *gets out of bed, grabs his pants, pulls them up*

sonia: *getting out the butter and fruit*

Chuuya: *exits his bedroom, heads to the kitchen*

sonia: good morning papa.

miyuri: morning~! ^^

Chuuya: *nods* "M-Morning...You're cooking?"

sonia: we figured we'd make some toaster waffles to help you feel better.

Chuuya: "...That is very kind of you--thanks." *sits* "Um...Can I do anything?"

miyuri: can you get the plates? miyuri cant reach them.

Chuuya: "S-Sure..." *wipes his eyes*

-elsewhere-

Yohei: *walks with Chie* "..."

chie: this is nice, isnt it?

Yohei: "..." *nods* "...Not too cloudy."

chie:...*hugs his good arm*

Yohei: "..." *leans his head* "Hey."

chie: you know i love you, right?

Yohei: *nods* "And I love you...And I hate myself."

chie:...*sigh* alright, how can we make you feel better?

Yohei: "...When I was there, I saw him."

chie:.....*holds his hand*

Yohei: "...Chie, a lot of this wouldn't have happened if I hadn't worked for Fear Factory."

chie:.....

Yohei: "When Fear Factory held me before...I thought I deserved to be punished. This time? ...I don't know. I just...It was like seeing if Dokeshi Hunt was trying to wipe out all humans at once...Those people who are dead now..."

chie:....*hugs* we cant change the past. we just learn from our mistakes to make the future better...

Yohei: "I don't know what kind of future I can make if my tech is still out there..."

chie:....

Yohei: "...I think I know what I need to work on next."

chie: *listens*

Yohei: "I think I need to find that tech--and get it out of hands who would abuse it."

chie:...*nods* that makes sense.

Yohei: "I can develop a program looking for the coding or news reports, then get to those locations to--...to...to..."

chie: *holds his hand*

Yohei: "...I'm going to need some help."

chie: do you want to see a therapist?

Yohei: "I-I don't know? I think seeing hallucinations is a big red flag that I probably need to."

-elsewhere-

ManBearFix: *slurps up his soup* "Hmph? Aren't you hungry?"

mimeca: ...

ManBearFix: "Come on--eat up! I'm even up for seconds!" *steals an inmate's bowl*

Prisoner 1: "..." *grabs ManBearFix by the throat*

mimeca: D8>

ManBearFix: *eyes bulging* OwO "H-Hey! Something the matter?"

Prisoner 1: "Never. Steal. My food!" *slams ManBearFix's face into his own soup bowl, holding him down*

ManBearFix: *flinging his arms*

-SLICE-

mimeca: *blade arm* *glares at the prisoner*

Prisoner 1: "..." *drops ManBearFix* "Don't they turn _off_ those abilities on you Dokeshi freaks?"

ManBearFix: @_____@

mimeca: *holds the blade up to the prisoner's throat*

Prisoner 1: "!!!! Hey, you crazy bitch! Back off!"

-SLICE-

Prisoner 1: *SCREAMS*

Guard: "?!!!" *slams the siren button as more guards rush into the commissary*

mimeca:....

ManBearFix: "Hey, you got us some company~"

Guard 2: *bashes Mimeca in the head with a baton*

ManBearFix: "?!!!!!"

-grab-

mimeca: *glares*

Guard 2: "?! Hey, let go--"

ManBearFix: "..." *glances at Prisoner 1, who is bleeding on the floor*

-SHIV-

Guard 2: *collapses*

Guard 1: *blows the whistle, as multiple guards tackle Mimeca, grabbing her arms*

ManBearFix: "Hey! Don't forget me!" *tries to choke hold a guard--*

mimeca: !!!

ManBearFix: *smushed face* "..." *muffled voice* "THAT'S IT! DON'T YOU TOUCH HER!" *grabs a guard's face--and vibrates their face off--*

Guard 7: *screams, their face ripped off*

ManBearFix: *picks up Guard 5, hurling them away*

Prisoner 2: "RIOT!"

mimeca: *spikes sprout out of her back*

Guard 6: "GRRK!" *falls limp*

Prisoner 3: *flips a table, crushing other prisoners*

Guard 8: *dialing a number*

ManBearFix: "So, this more fun now?"

mimeca: ^w^

ManBearFix: "Hee hee~"

*gas pours into the room through the vents as guards put on masks...*

mimeca: !!!

ManBearFix: "Aw, poop..." *getting drowsy...falls over*

-later-

ManBearFix: *groans...opens his eyes, finding himself strapped to a table* "...Is it my birthday?"

*someone is seated at a nearby desk, writing out notes*

mimeca: oxo

ManBearFix: "???" *looks around* "Oh, hey, Mimeca. How's it going?" *looks at her* "Tied up too, huh?"

mimeca: *nod*

???: *closes her notes, stretches* "Ah, you're awake..." *her hair is messy, her eyes obscured by thick goggles*

mimeca: .w.;;

ManBearFix: "You a doc? The goggles look like a doc. That, and the hair in need of conditioner..."

Scientist: ( - ) _ ( - );;; "Yes. I am a doctor. After your injuries in that riot--"

ManBearFix: "Ha! That weren't no riot! You should've seen that time I blew up people in downtown Toyky--"

*SHNIK!*

mimeca: !!!!!

Scientist: *stabs a knife directly into ManBearFix's eye*

ManBearFix: "... ... ...AAAAAAAAAAH! WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK--"

Scientist: *takes out her tape recorder, talking into it* "Subject is experiencing the pain one would expect, despite the cartoonishly large eyes. No blood yet accumulating in the retina--"

mimeca: *tries to stop her, but ends up flipping the gurney she's strapped onto* O-<

ManBearFix: *shaking under the straps, until the knife is dislodged by slamming his head onto the back of the board*

Scientist: "Hold that thought." *flips ManBearFix's bed out of the way, approaches Mimeca's...flips the gurney back up, clutches her by the chin, examining her neck*

-there is a scar across mimeca's throat-

Scientist: *both hands are on the gurney, as she keeps talking into the tape recorder* "Subject 2, female, has scar across the throat--" *...what is holding the tape recorder if both hands are holding up the gurney?!!* "--potentially self-inflicted, given the reports of her Dokeshi ability..."

mimeca: *looks*

ManBearFix: *groans, looking at the floor...and sees things growing out of the Scientist's back*

*she has multiple limbs...*

ManBearFix: "...Handy."

Scientist: *one arm brings over a beaker full of coffee...sips* *sighs* "Ma'am, can you speak?" *holds up Mimeca's chin, leaning in*

mimeca: *shakes head and taps her finger on the gurney in...morse code?*

Scientist: *listening* "Uh huh...I hear you...So, you cut them out?"

mimeca: *tap tap* -tore them out, really-

Scientist: *clicks her tongue* "You poor dear..." *strokes her finger over the scars* "Does that hurt?"

mimeca: *tap tap* -it tickles a bit-

Scientist: *small smile* "I can imagine. It tends to happen when the skin needs to heal over..."

ManBearFix: *his eye has healed over* "Yeah, no shit!"

mimeca: *tap tap* -so who are you?-

Scientist: "A friend--as any doctor has to be." *still staring at Mimeca but speaking to ManBearFix* "I know: NoFix, the serial killer whose Power of Spin allows him to regenerate...and evidently that extends to whatever that medium did to transfer your soul into that plush bear before you experienced a secondary mutation that turned you into a tubby little cubby all stuffed with fluff."

ManBearFix: "Hey, tight ass! My friend asked for your name--"

Scientist: *one limb pulls a chainsaw out from under Mimeca's bed*

mimeca: OxO;;;;;

Scientist: "Call me Dr. Sasaki." *revs up the chainsaw, and brings it down onto ManBearFix*

-outside-

Guard: "..."

ManBearFix: *screaming at the top of his lungs* "SON OF A COCK!"

Guard: *hums*

-elsewhere-

Agate: *takes a step forward--and stumbles slightly* "Wah!!!"

remina: easy now!

Agate: T~T "My legs aren't listening to my brain! Something is still off..."

remina: want me to look at it?

Agate: " 'Kay..." *lies down on the workbench*

-elsewhere-

arisa: *grumble grumble*

suzune: are you still upset?

arisa: they didnt even apologize after bumping into us! the jerks!

Chisato: "Not everyone adheres to decorum."

Matsuri: ^^; "Let's just focus on the rest of today."

???: you really need to watch where you're going, rena.

suzune: ?

rena: w-well, i was _gonna_ apologize, but then she got all huffy at me!

???: come on, rena, it's not nice to sink down to their level.

arisa: WHO'RE YOU CALLIN HUFFY?!

rena: exCUSE me? i wasnt talking about you!

Chisato: *sighs* "I think we have places to be--"

Matsuri: "Let's not fight!"

???: sorry for the interruption. ^^; we're on our way to a live concert. ^^; my name's Momoko Togame, and these are my friends, Rena Minami and Kaede Akino.

kaede: it's nice to meet you. ^^

rena: hmph. 7n7

kanami: oh, we're actually on our way to a live concert too. i think it's 'Sayuki Fumino'?

Chisato: "Greetings. I am--"

momoko: NO WAY! you're fans of sayu-sayu too!?

Matsuri: "I'm Matsuri Hinata! Hello!"

arisa: hell yeah! her song 'Turn Table Innocence' hits so close to home.

suzune: um.... ._.;

Chisato: "..." *small smile*

momoko: i take it you girls arent from around here, are you?

arisa: yeah, we're from hoozuki town. we're the akanegasaki magical girl club! i'm Arisa Narumi, club president~

suzune: i thought chisato was club president? or am i misreading things again?

kanami: i dont think it was established officially?

momoko: oh, you're magical girls too? so are we?

suzune: *opens her mouth to say something* ah-....

momoko: ah! our stop is coming up!

rena: seriously!? come on! if we're late, im going to fine you both for $100!

-elsewhere-

Gin: *holding ice to her hand*

hirotsu: what have we learned?

Gin: "...When punching, you need to make center-knuckle contact?"

hirotsu: and to make sure you have proper knuckle protection.

Gin: "This is why I stick to knives and kicks. But I was so fed up..."

naoya: what happened?

Gin: "The witness was being uncooperative...and I missed."

-elsewhere-

Akutagawa: *carrying groceries, wearing sunglasses* "..." *looks both ways before crossing*

kan: hey! *waves*

Akutagawa: "??!! W-Wait...You're..."

kan: im kan kikuchi, from salamander publishing. i found you unconscious a while back, remember?

Akutagawa: "...Yes. I remember. ...Your shirt is missing."

kan: hmm? but im wearing a shirt.

Akutagawa: "You had lent me one."

kan: oh that one! sorry, it's been hectic, y'know? so how're you doing?

Akutagawa: "Surviving. Thank you again for saving me. Yourself?"

kan: no prob, im actually on my way to the armed detective agency building to hold an interview-

Akutagawa: *tenses*

kan: ?? you ok?

Akutagawa: *squeak* "Fine--" *clears his throat* "Fine."

kan: ...well, glad to see you're alright.

Akutagawa: *following them* "Thank you."

kan: ^^ ...say, do you have plans for today?

Akutagawa: *shakes his head* "I will be returning these groceries after I see something."

kan: ah. well, if you arent busy, maybe we could get pizza or something.

Akutagawa: "...You like pizza?"

kan: it's pretty good. my friend eiji knows of a pretty good place grissom street.

Akutagawa: "Hmm...Let me drop off the groceries on the way home and meet you there."

kan: sounds good. *writes down the name and address* here you go.

Akutagawa: "Thank you. So...An hour?"

kan: sounds good.

-elsewhere-

Jacqueline: *in lifeguard outfit, blows the whistle* "No running! ??? Karl, stop dunking food in the pool--it's got chlorine."

Poe: Q__Q *hiding under towel*

kim: cannon ball! *jumps in*

*SPLASH*

Jacqueline: *drenched* -____- "..." *blows the whistle, water squirting out* "No...Oh, forget it."

rowena: *dipping her toe into the water*

lenore: im not going in there. i'll molt.

Magaki: *staying under an umbrella--covered in sunscreen* "...I have to agree. The appeal is lost on me."

lavender: it's not for everyone, i suppose.

Higan: *staring at the 'no smoking' sign* "...Well shit."

lavender: yes?

himawari: pardon me if i sound rude but, i-isnt that suit a bit...erm...flashy? ^^;;

lavender: i know.

*people are staring...with nosebleeds*

Jacqueline: -____- "I'm not paid enough for this."

lavender: ^^

Shamrock: *cooking on the grill* "And don't go swimming after eating--"

Belkia: *nom nom nom*

lilac: *avoiding the water* Q_Q *shaking*

naho: want us to sit with you for a bit, lila?

lilac: ...y-yes...please....

Sakuya: *sets out a plate of chips*

lilac: s-sorry...i-im not good with..b-being in water....

Sakuya: "Hey, a lot of people aren't--it's normal."

naho: want to walk through the gardens later?

lilac: uh..o-ok...

-elsewhere-

Asher: *fanning* =_= "It's too hot...The desert is going to kill me."

izumi: we havent even gone yet...

Asher: "Hence the operative future tense 'is going.'"

Axel: "Still not the clearest sentence formation."

Asher: -_-#

-elsewhere-

Jinn: Q_____Q *silently clutching the side of the flying chariot*

zubaidah: im actually amazed we could find such transportation, and at such a price.

Jinn: *squeak* "Gr-Great...Watch the bumpy clouds, please..."

zubaidah: -_-; clouds technically are water, so we'll go right through them.

Jinn: "It's not like airplane turbulence--"

*BUMP*

Jinn: "WHAT WAS THAT?!"

zubaidah: *looks*

*something is under the chariot...a small sky whale*

zubaidah: oh!

Sky Whale: *small noise...bumps into the chariot*

Jinn: "D-Don't they usually go in packs?"

zubaidah: perhaps it's lost?

Jinn: "Does look kind of tiny...A baby?"

zubaidah: perhaps. *throws a rope down*

Sky Whale: *sings*

zubaidah: *checking for any injuries*

*the whale has scars along its fin...and a harpoon embedded under*

zubaidah: hmm....

Jinn: "What is it?"

zubaidah: they have a harpoon on them.

Jinn: "Ah...How to remove it?"

zubaidah: im a meister and a sage, im not a veterinarian.

Jinn: -___- "I've done enough first aid, let me loo--" *looks down* "... ... ..." *shudders* "Let me get a rope..." T~T;

-elsewhere-

Rin: *sets out ice pops* "Pick your flavors."

konekomaru: i think i'll go for the melon flavor.

Shima: "Grape, thank you!"

shiemi:....

Rin: "Shiemi? Hey, which flavor--...You okay?"

shiemi: hmm? oh, yeah im fine. im just not hungry right now.

Rin: *bites into a pop* "Well, cooling down is important--the summer is a bear."

shiemi: huh?

Rin: "I just mean it's really hot and stuff, so hard to deal with...like a bear?"

izumo: what does hot have to do with bears??

Rin: "I don't know--I just mean it's really difficult getting through it!" >_<

-elsewhere-

Damon: *rolls the watermelon to the mark on the sidewalk* "Is this good?"

soul: looks good.

Damon: *hands the baseball bat to Becky*

becky: *puts on the blindfold*

Damon: *spins her around slowly* "Okay..." *steps back* "Take a big step forward..."

becky: *raising the bat*

Damon: "Not yet! Turn, um, a little bit? Like 15 minutes on a clock?"

becky: *scoot scoot* like this?

Damon: *nods* "I mean, yes! Okay, step back one foot, and you should be good to go!"

becky: ok!

Damon: "Ready? And...swing!"

-WHACK-

Damon: *gets sprayed by watermelon* .________.;

becky: *removes the blindfold* you ok?

Damon: *licks his lips* "Hmm! It's tasty!" ^^

soul: welp, let's get servin'!

Damon: *hands a paper plate to Becky*

-elsewhere-

arisa: that concert was so good!

suzune: everyone seemed energetic enough. though i dont get the part about wanting her to cut them up. *sweatdrop*

arisa: tch- probably pervy otaku fans. that's one thing about these events i could live without.

rena: totally, pervs like them are the WORST.

kaede: congrats on your tied victory in the contest. ^^

kanami: it's gotten kind of late now, huh?

kaede:...wah! i just remembered! i promised konomi i'd help her at the flower shop!

Chisato: *checks her phone* "You have enough time to get there?"

momoko: well, guess this is our que to head home. thanks for today!

Matsuri: *waves* "Nice to meet you."

arisa: well, we should probably go find the hotel now.

Chisato: " I hope it's a nice one..."

-elsewhere-

Yohei: *lies down in bed...* "..."

chie: feeling better?

Yohei: *nods* "Yeah...I'll look up doctors after dinner."

-elsewhere-

Chuuya: *looking up something on his laptop*

miyuri: *staring at him* ^w^ watcha dooooin~?

Chuuya: "Just looking over a map..."

miyuri: ??

Chuuya: "Was thinking of a short trip.

miyuri: oooooh!

sonia: where to? *she's reading a book; Charlotte Briar and the forgotten labyrinth*

Chuuya: *looks up a hotel...* "How's this look?" "What do you think of the beach?"

miyuri: beech?

sonia: it's a place with sand by a large body of water, in this case, the ocean.

miyuri: woooooow!

Chuuya: *smiles* "Let's see...Clearwater, Virginia Beach..."

sonia: how far are we planning to go to the beach? somewhere in california? or the east coast?

Chuuya: "I think California...Hmm...Maybe Santa Cruz..."

sonia: *nods*

miyuri: *shiny eyes* SANTA CLAUS?!

Chuuya: "Um..."

sonia: ._.; erm....miyuri, do you want to read with me?

miyuri: OK!

Chuuya: ^^; "I'll book the travel..."

-elsewhere-

Asako: "!!! Goldie, come back!" *running through a crowd*

goldie: *runs up to a store door* *barks*

*the door opens...*

louisa: oh goodness!

Asako: *catches up, panting* "Oh...dear..."

louisa: ._______________.

Asako: O_O; "Um..."

Fitzgerald: "Enough delays, Miss Alcott." *pulls Asako by the sleeve--*

Asako: "?!!!!" D8<

louisa: s-sir francis! you have the wrong person!

goldie: *head tilt* ??

Fitzgerald: "... ... ...Miss Alcott, why didn't you tell me you had a cloning ability?"

louisa: i dont! my ability doesnt work that way!

goldie: *ruff*

Fitzgerald: "Well, now I'm all confused--"

Asako: *elbows him in the ribs* "LET GO OF ME, MASHER!" *socks him in the jaw*

louisa: D8>

Fitzgerald: *unfazed* "... ... ...Well, that cost me a good $100." *rubs his jaw* "Not terrible."

Asako: *picks up Goldie* "Stay back!"

louisa *FAINTS*

Fitzgerald: "?!!!" *catches her*

Asako: ._.;

louisa: i've seen my doppelganger, does this mean im going to die soon?

Walter 1: "It doesn't really work that way." *exiting a candy shop*

Walter 2: "Dude!" *exits the video game shop* "I've been looking all over for you! Walter 3 is in line to get our pre-order!"

Walter 1: "Oh, word?"

walter 3: DOG! *pets goldie* precious doggo, kyute widdle doggie!

Asako: .___.;;; "...This is why I stick with the hospital..."

-elsewhere-

ManBearFix: *back in his jail cell...shivering* Q~Q "I feel so violated..."

mimeca: *offers a cig*

ManBearFix: *takes it* "Thanks...Hey, where did you get these?"

mimeca: *puts a finger to her lips and winks*

ManBearFix: =w= "Oh, you~" *puffs* "...So, we've done the riot, we've scoped out the infirmary...That leaves getting put on mess hall cooking duty, and we're all set."

mimeca: *thumbs up*

ManBearFix: "And you just need to keep up the friendly relationship with the lady doc...WHEN SHE'S NOT RIPPING ME APART!" -^-#

-elsewhere-

Kid: *sets down dinner*

stocking: ooh, it looks lovely!

Kid: ^^ "Thank you--I hope it tastes as well. Bon appetite." *sits with her*

stocking: *nom* mmmm~

Kid: *smiles* "I take it that it's satisfactory?"

stocking: delicious! and quite savory as well.

Kid: "That may be the thyme..." *sits closer*

stocking: it really compliments the meat.

Kid: "I'm glad...May I...?" *sneaks a bite*

stocking: *chuckle*

kirika: *groans* some of us want to _eat_ thank you very much.

Kid: "...Don't you have a training mission to prep?"

kirika: i will after im done eating and not barfing my guts out.

Yumi: "Do I have to separate you two?"

kirika: *rolls her eyes*

Kid: "No, Mother..."

lord death: here comes the airplane~ *holds up a spoon of applesauce to shiori*

shiori: *nom*

Yumi: *smiles*

stocking: so how was work for you two?

lord death: same old, same old. working out missions, planning charity events.

Yumi: "Welcoming some returning guests..."

stocking: oh?

Yumi: *nods* "I shouldn't say given the NOTers' training..."

stocking: confidential info, got it.

Yumi: "I'll stay back--they can handle it."

lord death: and yourself?

stocking: -_-; dad sent me about a ba-jillion texts of shion doing stuff.

Kid: ^^; "Not too different from Father..."

lord death: ^^;;

stocking: i still have, like, 2000 more texts to go through.

Kid: "Your poor phone."

-elsewhere-

Akutagawa: "...That wasn't bad."

gin: dammit now im hungry.

Akutagawa: "Sorry...Let me cook something. What would you like?"

gin: im down for whatever i guess.

Akutagawa: *grabs an apron* "Okay. Pot stickers..."

gin: yes, thank you.

Akutagawa: *pulls out ground pork* "Hmm...I should've bought more oil...Hope this will be enough."

-elsewhere-

Jinn: *pets the whale*

whale: *baby whale noises*

zubaidah: thank you for letting us stop here for a while, sir.

swashbuckle: tis not a problem. ^^

Jinn: "Your ship looks a little worse for wear..."

*sidekicks are hammering boards to repair damage...*

swashbuckle: yarr, we ran into a lil trouble a while back while droppin off me griece and her friends back home.

Jinn: "..." (" 'Griece'?") "Sorry to hear."

swashbuckle: 'salright, we be survivin.

Jinn: "Hmm. Should be another few hours before our destination..."

-elsewhere-

kyouko: *lying face first on the ground* *grooooan*

Fujimoto: "That's an interesting approach to reading..."

momo sakura: waaah kyouko, dont die!

kyouko: i've read at least twenty-two-teen books today and i think i hear grandma calling us for biscuits~

Fujimoto: -_-; "Momo, I think your sister needs a nap."

kyouko: naaaw it's aaaawl goooood~ i just need to deliver this pik-a-nik basket to mr flamingo and i'll be *yaaAaaAAAAAWN* good.

momo sakura: *trying to drag kyouko to bed*

Fujimoto: *sighs* "It may be easier to bring the bed to her...I'll get a pillow."

-elsewhere-

lavender: ready girls~?

naho: just about! i got to pick out my hair ties!

Otogiri: "Ready."

himawari: *nods*

Otogiri: "I have the money, so we should be fine."

tsubaki: get back safely and stay out of trouble.

lavender: i know i know.

Otogiri: "I'll keep an eye on them."

himawari: ^^;

Black Star: "Don't do anything I would."

-elsewhere-

Hemingway: *sitting on the roof with a harpoon* "..."

emily: up here again?

Hemingway: *grunts* "Thought I saw something..."

Hemingway: "Ah, thanks!" *sips* "Mmm...Not bad. Reminds me of the Kopi Luwak from Java. You ever see a civet?"

emily: cant say i have.

Hemingway: "I kept one around for the coffee--you need the little critter to make it."

emily: um.... ._.;;

Hemingway: *looooooooooooong sip* >_>;

emily:...... ._.;

Hemingway: "...So, why are you still up?"

emily: couldnt sleep.

Hemingway: "Ah--bit of that going around. I thought you finished all that paperwork, though?"

emily: yeah, same here.

Hemingway: "Hmm...You know, we all depend on you to keep our heads on straight."

emily: oh, t-thank you.

Hemingway: "I would lie on that--so, take care of your health and get some sleep."

-elsewhere-

naho: *noms a crepe* mmmh~ yum! ^w^

Otogiri: "Mmm. It is good."

himawari: it's nice to be able to do these things once in a while.

Otogiri: "It's rare--given circumstances."

lavender: *nods* but that just makes it better, y'know~?

Otogiri: "I suppose...You do enjoy risk more than some of us."

lavender: ^w^

Otogiri: "Well, fine. Might as well go nuts. I'll have another crepe."

himawari: ^^ ......*notices a nearby church* ......

Otogiri: "...Himawari."

himawari: hm? oh, i-i'll be back momentarily, i just...need to do something quick.

Otogiri: "Be careful."

-elsewhere-

Rin: *yawns* "??? Hey." *nudge*

kyouko: *groan* hnn?

Rin: "...You got something on your face..." *peels a post-it note off*

kyouko: hnn? when did that get there?

Rin: "Seems you were writing notes...What's a 'bluey bloogur'?"

kyouko: *looks*

Rin: "Must be some intensive note taking you're doing--never heard of that demon! ...Or your handwriting is bad."

kyouko: maybe....*yaaaawn* what time is it?

Rin: "10:54."

kyouko: *looks outside* OH SHIT! I HAD A JOB TODA-

Rin: "!!!"

kyouko: *stumbles out of bed* ow! nnngh...

Rin: -_-; *picks her up* "Oh, no--you need your sleep!"

kyouko: i'll be fine, rea-*ACHOO* -,-;

Rin: "Nope. You're wearing out your body too much--bed for you!"

kyouko: *groan*

Rin: *tucks her in* "Now, go to sleep or I'll get Pops to tell you..."

kyouko: ....*sigh* fiiiine....it might....do some....good......zzzzzzzzzzzz......

Rin: *sighs* *turns off the lights, picks up her books*

-elsewhere-

himawari: *in the chapel, praying silently* ........

*it feels...like someone else is there*

himawari: *she doesnt seem to notice*

???: *slithers closer*

himawari: .....

Jeje: *watching* "..."

himawari:....*gets up and turns*

Mikuni: "Howdy."

himawari: !!! *stumbles back a bit*

Mikuni: "Seems you're a bit aways from home."

himawari: i-i wasnt aware anyone else was here....

Mikuni: "No one is ever really alone, are they?"

himawari:....i suppose not. *small smile*

Mikuni: "Yep. Especially when you're being watched."

himawari: *tenses*....i should be going, my friends are waiting for me.

Mikuni: "Oh, where are they?" *walks with her*

himawari:....

Mikuni: "They as talkative as you?"

himawari:.... *tries to walk faster*

Mikuni: *suddenly leaps in front of her*

himawari: !!!

Mikuni: "Come on--it's still early. Long before sunrise..." *leans in*

himawari: *shaking a bit, backing up*

Mikuni: "I was thinking...You want to get a drink?"

himawari: i-i already have plans for tonight, s-so i should really be going-

Mikuni: *is face to face with her* "I'm sure we have something in common that would be more important to discuss in private...After all, we both come from the same place."

himawari: *trembling, not looking at him*

Mikuni: "I too was kept at C3--"

himawari: *her eyes widen in terror*

Mikuni: *sad smile* "Yep. I commiserate."

himawari:..what do you want from me?

Mikuni: "Since I last tangled with some of your friends, I've wanted to makes sure y'all aren't causing trouble."

himawari:.......

Mikuni: "That one with the strings--Otogiri? Is she behaving well?"

???: you tell us, bucko!

Mikuni: OwO "Huh--?"

lavender: *glares*

naho: leave hima alone you jerk! >3<#

Mikuni: *smiles* "What? Just having a friendly chat--"

*Mikuni's arm gets caught in strings*

lavender: then why does she seem so uncomfortable, hmm?

Otogiri: *stares*

Mikuni: ^^; "Must've been a bad memory..."

lavender: *GLARES* come on himawari, let's not let this fedora-creep ruin our night.

Mikuni: "It's a cowboy hat..."

Jeje: *blocks Lavender's path* "..."

lavender: move it, bags.

Jeje: "We're not finished talking."

lavender: pretty sure we are.

Mikuni: "Jeje, let them pass...I'm sure we'll have another chance soon."

Jeje: "..." *backs away*

lavender: hmph, let's go girls.

Otogiri: "..." *keeps a hold on Mikuni's arm as she follows...*

naho: *pulls her eyelid down and sticks out her tongue* ngh! >XP

Jeje: *snake hiss*

-elsewhere-

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Lets Transform Ourselves (Day 3) via /r/selfimprovement

Lets Transform Ourselves (Day 3)

Background information:

I'm a 20 year old Middle-eastern guy who's very figgity, impulsive and really only thinks about the short term benefits of everything. I used to be addicted to Gaming, but ever since i became 18 years old i decided to leave that part of me behind. I live in a lower-class home, we live off of welfare and I've had the fortune of being born with an above average-IQ which has led to me being able to go to university with a loan.

Last year 2017 December 17th I quit university, broke up with my girlfriend (whom i lived with for 4 months), ditched all my junky friends and moved back to my hometown.

So this is what I'll be doing every single day.

Meditating 10 minutes per day

Programming 2 hours per day

Reading books 2 hours per day

Walking 2 hours per day

Staying Clean

No more Junkfood

Log of 7th of August 2018 - Current time : 23:30 PM :

I've become a cocaine addict and lost my left leg. Just joking, today wasn't that kind of day, not even a bit.Yesterday I explained how i got high and smoked some weed well.. right when i woke up I felt like a wreck.I went to bed at 2 AM and slept all the way up to about 11 AM, you might say that I had a good amount of sleep and was able to crush the day. If it weren't for that god damn weed....I really felt like I had no motivation or purpose and I didn't know what to do, i did my morning routine (breakfast+shower) and right after that i watched another episode of dexter.To be honest i wanted this day to be just one of those lazy ol' days where you don't really do anything but eat junkfood and watch TV series.at around 12:25 PM I left the house.

So i decided to be active and get my lazy ass up and go for a walk, usually I do this around the end of my day, but when I m groggy in the morning i switch things up to get my energy.Before the start of my walk I downloaded a playlist called the "zyzz - Aesthetics" playlist, I usually play it on youtube but i found that to be a waste of my internet usage.The songs quickly got me into the mood of things and about 30 minutes in I was hyperactive utterly motivated and ready to take on my day and absolutely crush it.It was really god damn hot while i was walking so everyone could see the sweat dripping off of my shirt.I went through about 4 city-parks and saw about a couple thousand people on my walk whom i did not recognize at all.At the end of my walk my legs felt sore and i ended up with a tiny wound on the side of my hamstrings (ouchies). And yes I did manage to walk 2 hours (Fuck yeah).

Now after a walk i casually take a break and do whatever i want to do just to distract myself off of things (ironically enough). Because you can't focus on being productive 24/7 that'll wear you out and ultimately will become counterproductive (also ironic). And you can guess what I did... You guessed it right ! I watched another episode of dexter! and another one ! two episodes filled up with murderous content worth 2 hours of my time. After 2 hours of just sitting there with my legs feeling all sore and feeling like molten magnum ice cream, i stepped my game up, decided it was time to get on with things.I was about to start my meditation and go programming until i realized I had to do some groceries as there was no food in the house for Diner.Ended up going with my little brother, we bought some pizza's to munch, not exactly the healthiest food around but it'll do.

After munching the pizza's it was about 19:00 AM I hadn't started meditating, programming, reading a book or any of that good stuff. and I felt like shit.I grabbed my book and went downstairs (My room is upstairs), jumped onto the couch and laid there with the fan in front of me to cool me down because I was a vulcano about to freaking burst.I started reading at page number 327 I believe and ended up reading 30 pages to page 357.All in all a decent amount of pages in 2 hours of being distracted and trying to read ! although it was less than yesterday.This time around I learnt about how confronting issues as they are happening is way more efficient than letting it go and let it grow and become a monster that'll keep on growing untill it's fully grown and ready to slice you apart.A good example was given of a wife that had a failing marriage and didn't talk about the underlying issues in the relationship with her husband, the husband ended up cheating on her and she was devastated and confused.The writer explained that if she had intervened when the issues came up, the marriage could've been different, hell her health situation mentally and physically could've been better if she did something about it way long ago.And something else I read was how confronting danger isn't a bad thing if you're doing it in an orderly fashion or rather... A not chaotic manner. There's a balance between chaos and order, and to maximize personal growth you should always keep one foot in order and the other in chaos, so you know what you know and will know what you don't know yet.The book i'm reading is "12 rules of life" by Jordan Peterson.

so about 2 hours of reading in i was really feeling tired, and I hadn't even programmed or meditated yet...It was 21:30 PM and time was ticking. I was starting to feel some stress, in not being able to complete my daily tasks.And what's good against stress? MEDITATION.I went upstairs into my room and laid on my bed, turned on the meditation session on "headspace" (an app).And man did I feel so relieved and relaxed after this session. I had a rather chaotic mind before I did it, right after doing it I was feeling this clarity of mind that just is AMAZING. The session was all about motivation (there are different packs) and the speaker was telling me to ask myself what was the most important thing in my life. I ended up answering : Family, friends and my daily habits. Which should be the most important things in my life :)

21:45 the clock is really ticking, and i did not start programming yet and that takes 2 hours so if I'd have done it right there and then I would've been done by 23:45. Instead of programming I grabbed a towel, placed it on the ground in the hall next to my room and began doing pushups and situps, as this is a habit i wanna be doing everyday. I played really hyped up music and did my 50 pushups and 120 situps, and I felt so energetic at 22:00 PM i put on some shorts and a sport t-shirt and went on my bike and just litterally biked for an hour till about 23:00 PM. I took a quick shower, put some clothes on and started programming, as I am writing this I haven't finished the programming "session" but I'm working on it, I just wanted to write this before the day is done.And trust me I will do it i'm going to stay up till 2 AM and finish this up.

Now guys as I have said in the past I want this all to be a motivation motor for me, something that can give me that extra edge. But not only that, I also want to give you inspiration, I really want you guys to start doing this with me as well.If you do what I'm doing every single day, you WILL succeed that's a guarantee as you're spending about 1/4th of your day on responsibility.Lets stop whining and bitching about and start working our asses off, fuck excuses, fuck the neigh sayers, hell fuck anyone that wants to get you off your positive spiral.Nobody cares about your succes, that's the harsh truth, so you should care, you're the only one, the only person that can make it happen.Lets do this, Lets make a big change, a transformation, a revolution, something that can NOT be stopped.I'll be going now, I got some programming to do.

If the feedback is good, i'll be posting more of these :)

Submitted August 08, 2018 at 01:00AM by AttackPrince via reddit https://ift.tt/2KA5xbZ

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12.05.2017 – Drinking and a sore liver

I’ve been drinking so fucking much recently. My friend came up to Melbourne for a week and the first night he came we had an intense party at our house where we all drank a disgusting amount of beer and smoked a lot of weed.

It was too much. It was fun. But the thing is you need the night to be so monumentally good that the hangover doesn’t tarnish the memory. The hangover was quite a few degrees too heavy. I woke up on the couch backwards sweating into a jacket next to my friend Brent who was asleep and I just had a fantasy of a serial killer slowly striding around my house shooting all the sleeping people with a silenced pistol. I fantasied that when he’d eventually get to me I’d look him in the eyes and whisper ‘…thank you’ and he’d shoot me in the head – that’s how bad my hangover was.

‘Oi mate how did you pull up on Sunday mate? Pretty dusty aye?’… ‘Ah yeah I fantasied about someone shooting me in the head to end my suffering due to the hangover being so horrendous…’… ‘Oh… yeah… what a great night… should do it again some time’.

The evening was OK it’s just that the experience of alcohol just cancels itself out. I agree technically you can create a feeling of happiness easier when drinking granted you’re in a good environment and you’re around people you like. But then the next day is just paying for it with the hangover – it’s like nothing happened. Good or bad. Just cancelled each other out. I know everyone knows this. It’s a well-trodden on topic yet still worth mentioning because we all still do it… I still do it. The entire world does it.

I’ve been rethinking beer and weed as I usually do after I have too many mornings in a row where, as Doug Stanhope would say – ‘… My liver was sore to the touch’. Which it has been lately… I thought it was just a descriptive metaphor but I’ve been waking up with a somewhat sore interior. I know nothing about the human body but these mildly sore feelings have been a cause for concern.

In the past few years I’ve been treating alcohol with this overly religious type of dedication. It happened right after I’d got into Doug Stanhope. Which is ironic because even Doug openly says he doesn’t think alcohol is that good of a drug. It’s interesting how influence works. I want to be like Doug (a comedian that tries to tell truths about reality through comedy) and I think I’ll become like him by doing the same shit that he does. How dumb am I that I think that if I just drink I will sort my trajectory as a comedian out? It’s insanity but I think a lot of people think like this.

I’ve been reading books about alcohol; This Naked Mind: Control Alcohol: Find Freedom, Rediscover Happiness & Change Your Life and Allen Carr's No More Hangovers*. They’ve both given very interesting insights as to why we drink and how drinking isn’t as good as we build it up to be. I don’t want to stop drinking or doing drugs altogether and I don’t want to do them all the time. I want to see them for what they are.

The truth is I drink way too much. It’s not even an argument that a doctor would classify me as an alcoholic. I once sat on my lounge room floor very drunk and calmly said to my friend I was drinking with - ‘I would consider myself an alcoholic’ and he just argued with me quite intensely that I wasn’t and an alcoholic is someone that is homeless or something. It occurred to me that everyone knows a cooked cunt that is far worse off than themselves which allows them to justify their own behaviour – ‘Well at least I’m not like that guy…’. The thing is most people I know would probably agree with my friend – that I’m not an alcoholic, that I don’t drink that much. But most of my friends drink a lot… so go figure.

I used to justify my drinking and drug taking* with a nihilistic attitude – nothing really matters, everything is pointless, we all die so let’s drink up and attempt to enjoy ourselves. I thought that was the only way that I could find happiness after I spiralled into an existential pit of darkness and I was so paralysed during the day with thoughts of death that I drank to numb those fearful thoughts. Then I’d wake up with a horrible hangover and those existential thoughts and the cycle would repeat, each day making me a more and more depressing cunt.

Once I got out of that mindset and attitude I drank less and obviously for different reasons. I drank more to have fun with my friends and to kill boredom. Every few months I would enjoy getting drunk on my own and going through old music on my computer and dancing alone, silently with headphones in my kitchen in West Hobart at 3:00am. Just like now I would slip between being totally cool with the amount I drank and the opposite – this is fucked and I’m sick of this. I’m just neverendingly on the fence.

***

I’ve moved Melbourne. I haven’t mentioned it in any podcast or any blog because who cares? I don’t know why I haven’t mentioned it. I just like to clutch at the last morsels of my privacy like a seagull going after the last chip that Mark Zuckerberg smugly flicked at me like a cigarette butt.

Hello my names Liam. I was born in Hobart Tasmania Australia. I’m 21. I want to do comedy in my life amongst other art forms. I moved and now live in Melbourne Victoria Australia. Done.

Today is the 12th of May. I haven’t done any stand up for like 3 weeks. I felt OK spending the first few months of moving to Melbourne to secure a job and attempt to sort of some of my existence. But now I can tell I’m procrastinating – I’m afraid of doing stand-up. It’s ironic the thing I want to do the most (which gives me the most happiness) makes me most afraid. Maybe that’s some bullshit pop-psychology.

Reminds me of the TV show Peep Show:

Mark: ‘Talking about history? It's not possible. I'd enjoy it. I'd actually enjoy working. That's not something that could realistically happen’.

Dobby: ‘You just don't want it to be something that could realistically happen. You don't want to be happy. It makes you worried, cos you think it'll end and you'll be more miserable’.

Mark: ‘Pop psychology, but pretty much on the money’. (From episode 3 season 6 - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bVKsof1z4kQ)

Yeah so stand-up terrifies me as well makes me most happy. Drinking doesn’t terrify me and gives me the illusion of happiness or a cheap happiness and I guess it’s those things that are most deceiving.

I think not doing stand-up has depleted myself esteem. What a narcistic cunt I am. Because of a possibly sore liver and a lack of self-esteem I recorded a cover of the song Bad Liver And A Broken Heart by Hayes Carll.

Here it is - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GV-EumX8vog

So to conclude all this shit. I’m trying to drink less. I’m trying to get back into stand-up. I’m basically fine. It’s so interesting that when you comment and reflect on talking about yourself online on an online forum you feel like such a self-centred fuck. Like who the fucks cares about any of this? But if uploaded a photo on Facebook where you think you look pretty good no one will ever comment ‘wow this is quite vain what you’re doing… etc.’.

Anyway. James G Warren will be on this week’s podcast. He is one of my favourite comedians. As in if someone asked me who my favourite comedians are it’d be like; Doug Stanhope, Stewart Lee, George Carlin, Jim Norton, James G Warren, Anne Edmonds, Damien Power, etc. He’s very funny and very intelligent.

Episode 12 - https://someonetotaketheedgeoffpodcast.podbean.com/e/james-g-warren-someone-to-take-the-edge-off-ep-12/

 More James:

Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/JamesWarrencomedian/

Twitter - https://twitter.com/jamesgwarren

YouTube - https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCbWvkdKqFCCb83mnchDdA4g

Open Comedy - http://www.opencomedy.com/jamesgwarren

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Passages of Time- the Southern Youth

Author: Fynn

Type: Short Story

This one is longer than my usual short stories, but I just couldn’t stop adding things. I like this story alot.

October 27th, 2012

I remember sitting there. The grass was cool between my fingers. The sky was clear and bright. I was squinting cause the sun was in my eyes. At the time, I choose to focus on these and several other observations over the calamity that was being presented to me in my backyard. The facts were in though, not matter how much I avoided hearing them. My mother was dead. My brother was too. My father, the strong silent type, was in front of me crying, telling me all this expecting me to jump into his arms. Wanting me to. All I could do was stroke my hand back and forth feeling the morning dew and the dirt fighting to cover my hands. The memorial was a couple day ago.

December 16th, 2012

When you get older it gets easier. Not really to forget, but to just not remember. To avoid thinking about it really. I miss them of course, but I’ve got a life to live and I can’t get held down by the past. My Father says this to me all the time. That we can’t forget but we must avoid carrying it with us everywhere. He’s a different man without her, at least I think so. I was too young to get a real read on who he was with her, but something now seems like it's missing. Like a windup toy without its crank, or a more on the nose, a man without his heart.

December 17th,2012

I can tell that he’s a good man, my father. He’s a reporter at a newspaper in the city. He commutes an hour and twenty minutes every day just so I can go to the best school. He tells me I should write more, “it builds the mind” he says. So, I’m keeping this journal for him. It’s ok, I don’t mind it at all.

January 21st, 2013

What does it mean to believe in something? It is just holding in your mind the idea that something that probably isn’t true is, or does it equate to more. I’m not sure if I believe in god. My dad doesn’t, but my mom did. She always pushed to church while dad stayed home. Dad will take me now if I ask him, but he still looks uncomfortable there. The idea of god seems cool but really unlikely. I guess you just accept that and trust in it anyway though.

February 15th, 2013

Today I talked to my philosophy teacher and asked why we had to ignore the idea of god while in his room. He talked to me about the idea that if god does exist it stops the discussion on many of modern philosophies questions. I don’t know about that; wouldn’t it just be a different view or idea in the discussion not a denial of others thoughts. My dad told me I could think whatever I want, as long as I don’t push other ideas away.

March 22, 2013

I started going to church recently. The pastor tells me that the word of god is the only real truth and that he is my true father. Can god not be my mother and what of my real father. Well, he drops me off and picks me up, but he doesn’t like sticking around the church to long.  I enjoy my time at church, I’m making some really nice friends.

June 17th, 2013

I’m doing all kinds of volunteer work through the church this summer. It feels good to give back to the community. My friends and I disagree on some things but we still get along. They are all conservative, I guess that’s par for the course in Tennessee. I try to just avoid politics though. There was one weird moment the other day though. They called women who get abortions monsters. It made me kind of uncomfortable, but I didn’t push the issue. Everyone has their own opinion I guess.

September 13th, 2013

I made a new friend in my English class today. He’s a really cool guy named Alex, his dad died when he was young and people seem to avoid him kind of like me. They act like we’re made of glass, ready to break down at any time. I mean they’re nice, but it’s a fake type of nice founded in more pity than care. It can tend to get real annoying real quick, but Alex was nice for real. That was a cool thing to find.

October 24th, 2013

My dad is getting a new car and since my sixteenth birthday is coming up, I get his old one. I am so ready to finally get a bit of freedom. Already me and my church friends have planned weekend trips and campouts. Also now I can get a job delivering pizzas with Alex. All around, life is pretty good. Mom and Joseph’s memorial is this weekend though, so it’ll be good to spend some time with Dad. He’s been super busy at work recently.

December 12th, 2013

This last weekend was really cool; I went camping with a couple friends from my church. It was a good time, we played games and had a snowball fight. It was me, Greg, Jim, Hannah, and Julie. Greg told me that Hannah likes me. I’m not sure how I feel about it, she’s nice and all but I don’t know. I just don’t feel that way about her.

January 19th, 2014

I had a fight with my dad last night. We were watching TV and a show came on with a gay couple. That’s just wrong so I said so, and my dad got all mad at me for sharing my opinion. He didn’t scream or anything. He just told me I was wrong and that whoever said that was lying. I told him no one had to tell me that, I just knew it. The lord says so anyway so my dad has to be wrong. When I went to work and told Alex about it, he just smiled and said “yeah, parents can be a real drag.” But now it seems weird between us. I don’t know what I should do. Side with what I’ve been told is right by the church or what is right by my parent. Why do I even still write in this?

February 4th, 2014

I started dating Hannah. She is really nice; we don’t really do anything. We’re supposed to wait for marriage and we are. To be honest, that’s fine by me, I’m not really interested in sex. Also, That’s not why we’re dating, we’re dating because she’s really cool and nice and I like hanging out with her. My father always says to treat women with the utmost respect, and I do. It’s one his only lessons that makes sense to me anymore. So much of the crap he spouts is just liberal b.s. that directly goes against the word of god. I don’t get how he thinks he knows better than god.

February 26th, 2014

I haven’t seen Alex in a while. He quit his job delivering with me, and he barely ever comes to school. There’s been this rumor going around that he’s a fag, but I don’t believe it. Nor friend of mine would do something so against what’s right. I tried telling my church friends this for a while, but after a bit, I just gave up. It’s easier to go along I guess, it’s not like Alex talks to me that much anyway. I do hope he’s doing ok though.

March 14th, 2014

Hannah and I started kissing each other recently, and It just doesn’t seem to fit. I think it’s because I just don’t like her enough. I’m thinking about breaking up, but Greg told me couples in the church don’t really do that. Once you’re in it, you’re in it. I think people will understand though because my church friends are the most caring, kind people I know. If it’s not working out, then it just has to stop. That’s fair. I don’t use this journal often, but I will give it to my dad. It does help keep me grounded.

April 3rd, 2014

Well, I broke up with Hannah. It could be said, that she didn’t take it well. She screamed at me and told me that I was ruining everything. Her brother then came to the door to see what was up, and he started yelling at me. They think it’s cause I’m not from here and I think I’m better than them. I tried my best to explain, but her brother told me to “get the fuck out before I fucking kill you.” So, I left. My other Church friends stopped eating lunch with me. I guess they weren’t so caring after all.

April 9th, 2014

Yesterday I ate lunch with Alex for the first time in a while. He seemed to be doing better, we talked about his new therapist and how awesome she is. He showed me his scars and it was a nice moment, because I could feel that he still trusted me, even after I left him behind. I feel like a real asshole. When I apologized, he told me that it was ok, because I’m here now. I’ve made the decision that no matter what I’ll be there for him from now own.

April 24th, 2014

I’ve stopped going to church. The pastor seemed like the only person who didn’t hate me anymore. Pastor Johnson is a cool dude. When I told him about my problem with my fellow churchgoers he felt my pain. He also isn’t from around here, and it took him years for people to treat him as an equal. He said “here in the south, it’s all about history. They’re nice to you at first, but if you step out of line and you don’t have any history to fall back on, well then it’s not going to be a good time.” I explained that I wasn’t going to keep coming, and he apologized for his congregation’s actions and hoped that someday I might return. When I told my dad, he said that he was sorry that I lost something that mattered to me. That surprised me, I really expected the I told you so lecture, but all he did was say sorry then ask me where I wanted to go for dinner. My dad is a good guy.

April 30th, 2014

Alex introduced me to some of his friends from outside of school. They call themselves punks. They listen to this really angry music all about standing up to “The Man”. It’s an interesting reprieve from the usual country that’s blasted everywhere, but what’s to be expected so close to Nashville. They told me about these cool clubs they go to on the weekend. Alex goes with them sometimes but tells me they’re not all they’re cracked up to be.

May 15th, 2014

I smoked weed for the first time. To be completely honest, I hated it. My lungs are just not made to smoke, which a-ok with me. After I stopped coughing and they stopped laughing we all agreed that I should stay the sober friend. After a little bit, I felt pretty weird, and Alex took me to get some food. Alex and I have been hanging out all the time recently. Alex is easily my best friend. I tried talking to Hannah in the hallway a couple days ago and she didn’t say anything to me. All my old church friends just ignore me now. It does hurt, but my new friends certainly fill the void.

June 26, 2014

I think I realized why Hannah and I never felt quite right. Last Tuesday Alex got drunk and It was just him and me hanging out and while I was helping him get to bed. He reached over and kissed me. He told me that he had loved me for years, and Just couldn’t hold it in anymore. Then he passed out. At first, I was really freaked out, but after going home and talking to my dad he told me that I might be gay. I guess it makes sense, but it’s just so strange that a year ago I hated gay people cause of my friends, and my new friends helped me figure out that I was what I feared all along. For the first time in a long time, I feel wholly happy.

August 14th, 2014

Alex met my dad for the first time last night. They got along really well. They are both fans of the Titans so they got to chat about that for what seemed like hours. We all went out to my favorite Italian restaurant, and generally, It was just a good night. I am happy, but I’m also nervous. I’m scared how people at school are going to react to Alex and I. My dad says hope for the best, and prepare for the worst. I’m not sure I am prepared for the worst.

October 24th, 2014

Things aren’t going so well at school. Last week somebody punched me in the stomach while I was walking to class. I didn’t see their face, but I did see their shoes. I think it was Greg. Alex tells me that I should try seeing his therapist if it becomes too much to handle, I might have to listen to him. I just don’t want to cost my dad all the money it costs to pay for it. Maybe my job will cover it. I am still working as a delivery boy, but Alex says he could get me a waiter job at the restaurant he works at if I wanted. I think I’ll stick to delivery, at least for now. Anyway, this weekend is the memorial again, and dad and I are getting prepared.

November 10th, 2014

It’s been a hell of a year. Sixteen was a weird age for me, both one of my best and one of my worst times. In a couple weeks, I’ll be seventeen and I can only hope things become easier to understand, but I severely doubt they will. Alex has been talking about dropping out of school, which I tell him is stupid because we’re over halfway through and he should just finish. College is supposed to be better.

November 28th, 2014

So, I started going to therapy with the women that Alex told me about. I don’t know if it’s a cry for help or what, but when I told the women about Alex she said she hadn’t seen him in months. After our session, which went well she’s nice, I went to Alex’s house and asked him about it. He says he’s fine now, and he doesn’t need her anymore. I said that was ok, but I’m still worried about him. My dad says that he needs to forge his own path and that I shouldn’t worry too much as long as he’s being safe.

December 21st, 2014

Alex and I got into a huge fight about him going to school. He hasn’t gone in the last two weeks, and at this point, no amount of doctor’s notes are going to help. The principal sent a note home saying if he didn’t start coming then he’d have to redo the grade. Alex said school was bullshit anyway fuck him. I got mad and I called him a fucking idiot. When I asked where he thought he’d be in ten years without a fucking diploma he just said hopefully in the fucking ground then left. I really want him to start going to therapy again. He seemed better when he was going regularly. It just sucks watching someone you love throw everything away.

February 17th, 2015

After a couple of weeks of fucking non-stop fights, I finally told Alex that if was going to treat me this way he was going to lose me and he said “fucking fine”. So, I guess at least that bullshit is out of my life now. I get it he’s having a hard time, but if not going to work with me on anything and he’s just going to shove me away at every fucking corner then fine he can fix it himself. As far as I can tell he also told all out punk friends to go fuck themselves as well.

February 21st, 2015

It’s been a couple days and I feel awful. Alex won’t take any of my calls, and he’s never around anywhere I am. I’m worried about him. It seems like he has nobody left. I didn’t want this to happen, I just got so angry and he was being such a dick. This journal helps me deal with my emotions, maybe I’ll ask Alex to start one once he finally forgives me. I miss him so much.

March 25th, 2015

Alex completely dropped out of school. After his eighteenth birthday last week he moved to Nashville and got a job waiting tables. He didn’t say goodbye. I asked my punk friend John if he’d said anything to him. Apparently, he just asked for the name of a good dope dealer in Nashville then left. All I got left is hope for him. I’m going to go visit him soon, whether he wants me to or not.

April 16th, 2015

I went in to see Alex today. My dad offered to drive me and see me through this, but I knew I had to do this alone. When I got there and knocked on the door Alex was happy to see me. We went and got some food, and for a couple hours, it was just like old times. But when we got back to his apartment and he invited me in, I saw the needles. He didn’t even try to hide them. I asked him how long, and he told me that pretty much right after we broke up he started. When I asked if he was going to stop he just laughed and said no. He told me that this was his way of dying, for once he was going to be happy then that was it. He said there was no way to change his mind about it. So, when I got home I called the police and I told them where he lived. I know he’ll never forgive me, but I would never forgive myself if I didn’t

May 17th, 2015

I went and visited Alex at Rehab today. All he said was that he understood, but he would never let this go. That he and I were done and I should get the fuck out now. I said I’m sorry and I love him and left. Summer doesn’t seem as fun as it was when I was a kid. My dad tells me all the time that I did the right thing, and I know I did. But it still hurts.

July 19th, 2015

Alex got out of his three-month program today, and he’s back in town. He won’t hang with my friends if I’m there so I’m hanging out at home. Least I can do for him. They told me that he’s planning on heading west. Going to go live in the mountains, find himself and the true god. At least he’s leaving clean. I miss him more every day, but I’m happy he’s doing better without me.

September 19th, 2015

I’m back in school for my senior year, and everything is different without Alex. On the upside my grades are still doing well and looks like I can get into Emerson. My dad will be sad that I’m so far away, be he’s happy that I can follow my dreams. I want to be a playwright, and tell stories that can bring a little joy to people’s lives. This journal, even though it’s still empty, changed my life.

October 25th, 2015

God is cruel. Today is the day my mother, and baby brother died in a tragic car accident. It is also the day I received the news that Alex is dead. Turns out he wasn’t clean after all. They found him in a motel room in Colorado Springs. This is unequivocally my fault. I am the worthless asshole who pushed him away and let him go. Why must life punish those around me? Everyone I love stripped away one by one. That’s enough. I’ve got to go say hello to mom and Joey.

May 23rd, 2016

Today I graduate high school. Holding this journal still makes me feel sick. In a couple weeks, my dad and I are moving to MA. He decided to retire and go write the novel he’s dreamed of on the Atlantic coast. I think he just doesn’t want to be too far away in case I break again. I guess I haven’t told you journal, it’s been a hard few months. Sometimes things just aren’t fair, but you have to keep going. They say College is better. I’m just going to leave this journal here on the kitchen table, and I’m never going to touch it again. Goodbye Alex.

December 25th, 2028

Today is my child’s 3rd Christmas. My husband Mark and I decided to have Christmas at my dad’s house this year. He gave me this journal wrapped. He said that it was for when I was healed. My son’s name is Alex, and he doesn’t know why daddy is crying reading through his past.