#i am that cool kid everyone is scared to talk to apparently

[luimagines]

You’re Turned into a Kid Part 2

Masterlist

Part 1

Part 2 will include Sky, Four and Legend!

Content under the cut!

Sky

Sky tried his best to keep his smile off of his face when he heard little giggles coming from behind him. He felt his sailcloth move and suddenly there were little hands on his back, still giggling to themselves.

Keeping it cool, he keep whittling away on the tree branch Wild was kind enough to give him.

“Gotcha!” You cried, poking his sides. He jumped enough to make it seem like he hadn’t known you were there the whole time and turned to you with his grin on his face. “Did I scare you?”

“Yes you did.” Sky chuckles, moving his arm up to get a better look at you. “what are you doing back there, huh?”

You laugh some more, throwing the sailcloth over your head to “hide”. Sky snorts and returns to whittle the branch.

“Mr. Sky?” You ask him, poking your head out but wrapping the sailcloth around your arms. “What are you doing?”

Sky moves the knife away from your reach and shows you his work. “I’m try to make a little bird friend.”

You tilt your head. “...That doesn’t look like a bird at all.”

Sky snorts. “Well not at the moment. I’ve just started not too long ago.”

He moves aside his sailcloth, taking it away from you before he pats the spot next to him. “You’re free to watch me if you’d like. It won’t take too long until it starts to look like a bird.”

You sit down with little more invitation, hopping so that your legs are touching, clearing wanting to see as much as you can. the idea of watching the bird show more and more is intriguing. You’re not sure how he’s going to do it.

Sky goes back to work quickly, letting you tug on his arm so that he can bring his work even closer to you. He has to be a little more careful with the stroke of his blade though, less the woods chips go flying into either of you, but he’s happy that you’re showing an interest.

Soon, the familiar shape of a loftwing begins to take shape.

“That doesn’t look like a bird!” You cry out, feeling cheated. “What is it really?”

“It is a bird.” Sky shakes his head with an easy going smile on his face. “It’s a loftwing. Where I’m from-” And wow, isn’t that a weird thing to say? “-everyone has their other half. They say our halves are out loftwings. We use them to fly in the sky and get from island to island.”

You don’t seem to believe him. “There’s no islands in the sky.”

“Yes there is.” Many other Links answer in unison. Sky didn’t know he had this many people listening to your conversations.

“Oh.” You shrink down, embarrassed at being called out. “But we can’t see them.”

“Correct.” They answer again.

Sky bites his lip, trying to not laugh- or maybe he’s trying to not cry. Who knows? He takes a deep breath and works on the bird a little more.

“Alright!” Hyrule calls out. “I think I figured it out! We can turn them back to normal now!”

You’re quickly called to where he is. You don’t seem to realize what he’s talking about, only that something is going to happen.

“Mr. Sky?” You tug on his sleeve. “When I come back, will you show me the islands in the sky?”

Something tugs on his heart. “Of course, sweetheart. Whenever you want.”

Four

“Hey, you’re little!” You shouted, running up to Four. You put your hand over your head and slowly outstretched your arm to see where you matched with his height.

He was still taller by you, but you enthralled by the lack of distance between the two of you. A joyous laugh tumbled out of your mouth. This was apparently very amusing to you.

Four couldn’t even find it in himself to be annoyed or mad. “Yeah. We’re almost the same height, huh?”

“But you’re a big kid, right?” You grin, latching onto his arm without a second thought. Hyrule makes the gesture for Four to keep you there as he slowly lets the magic seep out through his hands towards you. Distract you, he’s saying, don’t let you move too much.

Four nods and grins your way. “I’m older than you’d think I am. Do you want to guess?”

You take it as a challenge and put on your best thinking face. Four doesn’t want to interrupt you as you try to get the closest possible guess. You don’t seem to come to an answer you’re happy with. You try to get hints out of him instead. “Are you my age?”

Four snorts. “How old are you?”

“Seven!”

“Not even close. Higher.” Four laughs. “Try again.”

You huff and put you finger to your chin, thinking very deeply about the matter. “You’re a lot older than me then? Hmmm...”

Four watched you with a curious look. You’re a cute kid. How on earth did you get swept up into this like the rest of them?

“Eleven?” You try again.

Four snort and shakes his head. “Try again.”

You seem shocked that you were wrong. Maybe he was an even bigger kid? You think about it again and Four has to bite his lip to try and keep a straight face. So cute~

“Fifteen?”

“Closer but no.”

You frown and look to the ground, you let him go and put your hands on his hips. “...You’re an old man.”

“Hey!”

Hyrule starts giggling uncontrollably. Four looks at the other hero with a (frankly harmless) glare. You seem to start giggling as well. Four is melted by the sound and he shakes his head. “I’m not even the oldest of the group.”

You look around and spot Time easily but you turn back to Four with a large grin on your face. “But you’re like me! And we’re better than them.” 

Four snorts and wraps his arm around your shoulders. “You know what? Yes, we are.”

Legend

This felt weird.

He knew it was you, and you still looked like you- but his heart squeezed at the sight of you.

You were cute... but he had no idea what to do any more. He’s not the best with kids even if he wanted to befriend them.

To his luck or to his misfortune, you seemed more than willing to latch onto him and stick to his hip.

“Why is your hair pink?” Was what had to be your seventh thousand question of the hour. Legend inwardly winced, not sure how to broach that subject. IT’s not like you were at the age to understand the entire complexities of transfiguration magic and different world and portal.

But he also didn’t have the heart to lie to you.

“A friend of mine wanted my hair pink.” He says through gritted teeth, looking as much of a liar as his voice gives away. Some other members (especially those who know the truth) laugh to themselves, no doubt hold back from outwardly calling him out.

His answers seems to stump you for a second. At first you looked ready to accept it but then you questioned him again. “Why?”

Legend sighed. “I have no idea, buddy. Your guess is as good as mine.”

You pouted and crossed your arms, thinking some more. “But why would they want your hair to be pink? They should make their hair pink instead.”

“Agreed.” He runs his hand down his face, smiling tiredly. “I couldn’t agree more if I tried. I’m just waiting until the color goes away.”

“Why?”

Oh my goodness, Legend bites his cheek. “Uhh.. Because I don’t want my hair to be pink.”

“Oh.” You reach up and grab the hem of his sleeve, moving a little quicker before you could be left behind. Legend slows down for your sake, letting you catch up to him before he starts moving at your pace. 

You look up at him and smile down at you, trying to not show how awkward he is. You nod once to yourself and smile brightly right back to him. “I like the pink. You look nice.”

Legend sighed, feeling the tips of his ears go pink to match the subject of the conversation. “Thank you...”

You giggle and turn to look forward. “Will the big puppy come back again?”

Legend sends a knowing glare when Twilight sends him a knowing smirk. “No, I don’t think he will. It seems he wants you to stay with us for the time being, so he’s playing keep away.”

“What do that mean?” You tilt your head.

Twilight snorts. “Legend would get jealous if you play with Wolfie all the time.”

Legend grits his teeth, a foul mouthed word on the tip of his tongue. He holds himself back. “Very funny. I don’t actually mind at all.”

You don’t seem to catch what either of them are implying. “That’s ok. I like Legend more anyway!”

Twilight starts snickering while Legend fumbles over his own two feet. 

Oh my, you’re so cute.  

Part 3

[starryeyedjanai]

how long am i gonna be young and lost?

@eddiemonth day 2 prompt: Friendship | Gen | 1.3k

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When Eddie moved to Hawkins at age 15, he didn't know how he was supposed to make friends.

Everyone here in this tiny little town already knew each other. All the kids in his grade had grown up together, had known each other since they were little.

Everyone already had set friend groups. He looked around the lunch room on the first day, sitting alone, and saw the way they were all grouped off.

There were the most popular kids in the center of the room, loud and brash in a way that told him that no one had ever told them to quiet down before. They took up too much space at their table even though there were less of them than there were of the other groups.

There were the different jock groups, tangentially popular, who were equally as loud as the kids in the center of the cafeteria.

He made sure to get a good look at both of those groups so he knew who to avoid - there was no way any of those people were going to end up being his friend.

There were different groups of normal looking kids scattered around the cafeteria, chatting and laughing, and Eddie felt a pang in his chest looking at all of them.

He hadn't had many friends at his old school, none that he would be calling up at the end of the day to tell them how much he missed them, but he kind of wished he had at least that. His dad had an unstable job that made them move around a lot, so he never could settle down in one place and really make lasting friendships.

He knows it's pathetic, but he just wanted even one person who would miss him when he moved.

But he was only at his last school for less than three months when his dad got arrested - like actual crime arrested this time, going to prison for a long time kind of arrested - and now he's here, in this new place, watching all of the other kids who've had the lifelong friendships that he envies. It fucking sucks.

He looks around and doesn't see many people dressed like him - not a lot of band tees with bands he recognizes in this crowd of normies - and he resigns himself to another year of people watching, observing and looking in from the outside.

He ends up being right. The school year was almost over when he moved and he doesn't really make friends with any of these people.

His sophomore year isn't really any better. People mostly stay away from him, which is better than being bullied, but he somehow gets a reputation for being a "freak" even though he hasn't talked to anyone much and has mostly kept his head down.

After someone calls him a freak to his face the first week of his junior year, he hisses at him and bares his teeth and watches the guy flinch back like he's actually scared of Eddie. He laughs and thinks that if people are going to call him a freak, he might as well act like one.

There's a little freshman watching that interaction with wide eyes and Eddie just grins at him before turning back to his locker.

The kid walks up to him and says, "That was so cool," right as the bell rings, signaling that they only have a few minutes to get to class.

Eddie snorts. "Sure it was," he says, grabbing his notebooks for the next couple classes.

"I saw you earlier this week and saw the Metallica patch on your bag. I wanted to come up to you then, but you're way too cool to want to hang out with a freshman," the kid says and Eddie turns to look at him.

Eddie can't help the way his stomach flutters at the thought of someone thinking he's cool.

"Didn't you hear? I'm the school freak," he sneers anyway just so this kid knows what he's getting himself into since he apparently thinks Eddie's cool.

"I heard," he says. He stretches out his hand. "I'm Jeff."

He looks at Jeff's outstretched hand for a second before he shakes it. "Eddie. You do know hanging out with me is gonna label you as a freak too, right?"

Jeff grins at him and shrugs. "I don't mind being a freak. Beats whatever they've got going on," he says, nodding over to where some jocks are shoving at each other.

He's right. There's way too much in-fighting amongst the popular kids. Eddie's been nosily trying to keep track of who's fighting over what and he thinks those two guys are both into the same cheerleader. His bet is that punches will be thrown after school and they'll be back to slapping each other on the back tomorrow.

"So you're into Metallica?" Eddie asks and Jeff nods eagerly. "You wanna skip next period? We can listen in my van maybe. I've got some other stuff you might like, too."

Jeff hesitates for a moment before grimacing and saying, "My mom would kill me if I skipped."

"Just this once?" Eddie asks, his right hand clenched on his notebook. He doesn't know why it feels like if he lets Jeff out of his sight, he's never going to see him again. This school is pretty small - he could find him if he really wanted to. But if Jeff wants to avoid him, he could probably find a way.

"No can do, man. You'll understand when you meet my mom. She's the worst to disappoint. We could listen after school if you want though," Jeff says.

When you meet my mom, he said, like he's sure they'll be friends long enough for that to happen.

Eddie breathes out and says, "Sure. Meet me back here at the end of the day?"

Jeff nods and opens his mouth to say something, but the bell rings again, signaling that they're both late for class.

"Get to class," Eddie says when Jeff looks like he's going to stick around and wait for Eddie to finish putting his stuff in his bag.

Jeff says, "See you later," before waving and hurrying off to class.

Eddie just shakes his head and hopes that Jeff was serious about meeting him later.

He's fidgety during the last few classes of the day, even more so in his last class, counting the minutes until class ends. He's the first out of the door when the bell rings.

He shoves his stuff in his locker and tries to breathe. He doesn't want to look desperate or anxious if Jeff decides to show up.

He watches as everyone around him filters out of the hallway to go home and tries not to visibly react when Jeff materializes next to him with another kid by his side.

"Hey, Eddie! I hope it's cool I brought a friend," Jeff says, gesturing to his friend. "His nickname in middle school was, coincidentally, Freak, so I thought he'd fit right in with you." Jeff's smiling as he says it and it doesn't feel at all like when that jerk called him a freak earlier.

Eddie huffs out a laugh and asks, "What's your real name?"

"Frankie," he says, "But I kind of like Freak better."

"Freak it is then," Eddie says. "Do you like metal music?"

"Yeah, I guess. Jeff's been trying to get me into it," Freak says looking over at Jeff.

Jeff rolls his eyes. "I don't have a big collection of music or anything, so it's slow going on the music education front."

"Well I can help you there. I've got some stuff handy if you wanna hang out still," Eddie says, biting his lip.

"Of course we do! Lead the way. I just have to be home before dark because-"

"Your mom, right, right," Eddie says, grinning.

He looks at these two eager little freshmen, and thinks this is going to be fun, before leading them outside.

[pidges-lost-robot]

I like to think that Keith is very face blind, he has a real issue with like imagining and thinking about what people's faces look like, so often times he gets people mixed up or forgets they've already met

I am a sucker for the whole keith thinking Lance was called Taylor and not realising they were the same person so here's my version of it:

At this point, Keith and Lance are friends but it's still a little vulnerable right now. And they're having a little bicker where Lance reveals that the reason he was so irritated with Keith in the garrison was because they met before the garrison when they were kids and he'd really thought he and Keith had hit it off as friends maybe so when Lance recognised him and not only had been kept off of the pilot course by Iverson and citing Keith, but Keith had been completely cold and rude like he didn't even remember Lance at all.

Now Keith not really having recognised Lance as Lance at the time doesn't know what he's talking about and states he doesn't remember meeting Lance before the Garrison and Lance is like omg and you complained about the bonding moment for so long.

So later Lance and Keith are at the dinner table talking about it again cause Keith is really wracking his brain about this.

Apparently Lance had been heading to meet Hunk so they could go to the shops for some ice cream. Some older kids in the neighbourhood had kicked Lance's ass and stolen his money till Keith arrived. Keith had scared the older kids off and while silent and awkward, had gotten Lance to the shop to make sure he didn't get beat up again, but also stolen him an ice cream from the shop.

Hunk hearing this confirms to Keith this didbhappen cause "Lance couldn't stop raving about this really cool brooding boy who'd protected him and-" and Lamce is like OKAY WE DONT NEED TO GET THAT INTO IT

But when Hunk confirms it and tells him what shop they went to Keith's eyes widen and he looks ghost white. Hunk is continuing as Shiro arrives before Keith is like "No shush! Shut-up! Not another word!"

And while Lance is like " Oh so now you remember!" Shiro asks what's up and to spite Keith for telling hunk to shut up cause "no one disrespects Hunk" *high fives him* Pidge relays everything they've learned about this to Shiro.

And Shiro is silent for a second before looking between Lance and Keith and dying with laughter as Keith just turns bright red.

Lance, Hunk, Allura and Pidge feel like there's something they're missing and Keith stalks off to avoid "What Pidge has wrought" on him.

Shiro is just slapping the table yelling to Keith as he follows after him that he'll never live this down.

And so follow a week of Keith avoiding Lance like the plague and Shiro not being able to be in a room with either of them without breaking down again.

But soon Lance who has no idea what's so funny is starting to worry that maybe it was because he did something embarrassing that Keith told him. He tries to ask Keith cause the reason Shiro seems to find it so funny is Lance not knowing so maybe if he knows this will stop but Keith clams up and refuses. He asks Shiro but he's like sorry Lance I can't, bro code but Lance begins to wonder outloud to him about howbthis is beginning to get to him.

Shiro tries to assure him its not that Lance did anything embarrassing but Keith doing something embarrassing but he can tell Lance doesn't quite believe him.

Lance begins avoiding everyone now and Keith seeing that it's beginning to bother Lance decides to tell him.

He takes Lance aside and gets him to promise he won't tease him for what he's about to tell him because he'd never do this to Lance so Keith is trusting him to not tease him about this OR tell hunk and pidge about it. After Lance promises Keith explains about being face blind and how he does remember meeting Lance.

But he didn't think he was called Lance. He thought he was called Taylor, and how he may or may not have told Shiro about this incident.... repeatedly.... and may or may not have confided in him that he had a little crush on Taylor. Problem was is obviously when they met at the Garrison again, Keith didn't really recognise his face and met him as Lance, so didn't realise they knew each other.

Which shiro further finds funny because Keith's coldness towards Lamce in the Garrison was basically because he didn't recognise him which Lance didn't know which shiro found immensely funny.

Lance says this makes sense and Keith tries to be like oh yeah it's not a surprise someone would have a crush on you right, that's where this joke is leading? And Lance is like God no, I mean the way you and shiro were reacting, its a total surprise you ever had a crush on me at that age. Keith's confused so Lance explains that they met cause Keith had to save him from bullies and stole an ice cream for him to cheer him up, even t hough he risked getting in trouble and Lance cried his eyes out and got his ass kicked.

This ends up being one of the moments that leads to Lance and Keith's crush reignited and them getting together

[kurisus]

Chapter 104-2 thoughts

We're truly in the endgame now, and with this, there are only three full chapters left. Scary thought. Spoilers under the cut.

So first off, whether or not you've seen my posts about the manga ending, I won't bore you with the 8000 words of me being upset that I could easily churn out, but in summary (a) I am sad and (b) there's plenty of time left to wrap everything up, don't worry.

With that out of the way, let's talk about the chapter itself. Last time left off with the creation of a new dimension (via a wish) that seems to have sealed our main characters inside, with others unable to enter it.

As I correctly predicted, the house I spotted is the house in which Father raised Nora and Yato, both of whom have reverted to their weakest forms. Since trash dad is all-powerful here, he was able to force Yato into a kid (who is unable to fight back as easily) and Nora as the embryo-esque water monster she was before being named by the koto no ha. Yukine has also become the wolf (though tbh I think we all thought it was a cat) he was starting to turn into whenever he lost control of himself, right before Father named him and again when he was fighting Yato. I'm interested to see what Hiyori will look like. Perhaps her ayakashi form from the hospital chapters? I've been saying for years that we're not done seeing that form, so now would be a prime time to bring it back.

I'm interested in what trash dad classifies as "those sacrificed" to birth Japan. The Emishi, an indigenous people assimilated into the larger Shinto pantheon? The spirits who became corrupted and turned into ayakashi instead of being named as shinki? All the souls of the dead, regardless of whether they turned into ayakashi or not? Something else? The creatures we've seen (can we call them koto no creatures or something?) don't look like any characters we know, despite having rather distinctive appearances.

Whatever they are, the art was cool as fuck this chapter. For some reason I thought being this close to the end meant we wouldn't get any new monsters introduced, but apparently not.

With having Izanami's crest over their eyes and wrists, they're clearly of Yomi, so my inclination is to say they're ayakashi, given a more human form in trash dad's weird dimension bubble. They're also bad news in Yato's eyes, considering his desperation to drag Nora away. From Shiigun's POV, we can also see the creatures clawing at the surface of the water, showing they're able to leave this dimension, where I guess they'll zombie-fy all of humanity unless the main characters stop Father.

One thing I'm really interested in is, when trash dad was choking Yato out, he recalled of all panels the one where he's crying. Yato looked terrified when he was doing that, and even had the thought "I'm scared," so my thought is it's because trash dad said "Your father will always be on your side" at that time. Yato has realized that was always a lie, he was only ever a tool, and he has now outlived his usefulness. His father will kill him, and kill Nora, and everyone else who gets in his way, so he can pretend he fixed his issues all those centuries ago.

Side note, Father said there are no reincarnations in this world. I wonder if he thinks Yato is able to reincarnate in the regular world? Which would mean Hiyori's belief is enough to bring him back even if he dies, which I really hope he doesn't.

So, speaking of which, Yukine to the rescue. My god I have so many emotions about this. Yato's last thoughts being "Why...?" the same as Yukine's final thoughts. Yukine breaking out of the fridge like he never was able to, in a burst of cherry blossoms, to save the only real father he ever had. Yall mind if I [gets put in a hydraulic press]

Yukine has resolved his internal struggle about not existing in the world--he's happy to exist as he is, by the side of people who care about him.

His whole monologue, and the raw feeling of seeing his bloodied fingernails, really drives home the horror of his existence as a character. I'm trying to write something that isn't just summarizing what Yukine himself said, and failing. He said it all perfectly.

And thus concludes his character arc, although as I have stated repeatedly I really want to know what became of his father. Since they're in this dimension surrounded by what could be corrupted spirits of the dead, I wonder if his father will appear among them. Or if they're saving that for an epilogue-type thing? But if it's left unanswered, I won't complain, because that will mean the fic I wrote back in 2020 hasn't been disproven, lolol.

Anyway, there's a lot to appreciate this chapter, from driving Father's viewpoint that his "kids" were tools home to Yukine standing up to an abusive father figure, but it's hard to come up with the words for what that means to me. I'll probably just reblog a bunch of posts with various incoherent sobbing noises in the tags.

HIYORI SAKURA INTERACTION NEXT MONTH PLEASE I want the psychic damage of that

[hismercytomyjustice]

Ffffuck that OCD conference was SO. FUCKING. GOOD!!! Apparently they have a fully virtual one coming up the week before Thanksgiving too!

The fucking wildest thing about it all was listening to professionals and other folks with OCD voice the secret worst thoughts and worries I have and it’s just like…holy shit??? That’s just fucking OCD??? That’s not me??? On god?!

I have spent SO MANY FUCKING YEARS thinking “I’m broken, my brain is broken, no one knows how to deal with this, no one knows how to fix this, life fucking sucks and it’s never going to get better” and then to just have SO MANY PEOPLE CASUALLY BE LIKE “oh, yeah, me too.”

It has been fucking WILD! I didn’t even know there were patterns to OCD thoughts and shit until like a year ago but there are!

Haha one of the panelists today was talking about how sometimes she tells her clients “you might think you’re unworthy of xyz and that you’re the worst person in the world, but so does that other person, you’re not special.”

And like, it’s such a bizarre way of framing it but it’s so fucking true??? I am CONSTANTLY beating myself up and getting into spirals about how I’m not good enough, I’ll never amount to anything, everything about me is fake, everyone should hate me, no one should have to put up with all my bullshit, etc etc etc.

BUT ALL THESE OTHER PEOPLE FEEL THE SAME WAY?! AND IT’S JUST FUCKING OCD?! WHAT. WHAT?!

INSANITY!

There’s been a lot of talk about shame and guilt and all and how OCD just fucking feeds on that shit and doubt/fear and it’s like…goddamn.

And hearing other people talk about their obsessions and compulsions and shit so casually..? Like my OCD has been my personal boogeyman for so many fucking years and it’s like seeing the behind the scenes of a horror movie that scared the shit out of you as a kid. Like, oh that was just makeup and special effects? There wasn’t a real monster?

Fucking WILD.

God, the panels on dealing with lapses and relapses and on the combo of OCD and depression today were EXACTLY the shit I needed to hear right now too!!! I’ll probably share more about that stuff on here at some point because it was fucking mind blowing, but omfggg. I am SO FUCKING HAPPY my therapist suggested I attend this and I’m so fucking happy I went!

I don’t know anyone else with OCD (though I heavily suspect some of my family members might have it too, especially because it can have a genetic component). It’d just be really fucking cool to actually see and get to know other people with it???

They kept talking about OCD support groups too, and I’m gonna have to look into those because I think it’d really help me out too!

God, such a fucking phenomenal conference!!!

[an-emotional-blender]

Calum Hood - Make Me Feel Okay

This is the first smut I've ever written so please tell me if it's shit. This is also the longest one I've ever written so hopefully you enjoy xx

Blurb // Masterlist

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God. Do they ever shut up? All I hear all day, every day is their loud, obnoxious fucking voices. I can't stand them.

"Y/N!" Ignore him. "Y/NNNNN"

"Oh my gosh what do you want?" I rush out, probably a little more aggressively than I should have but he just gets on my nerves.

"Woah. Calm down, sunshine. " Ryan walks over to me, standing behind as he leans down and puts his hands on the table either side of me, trapping me against him. "I just want to ask what you think."

"About what, Ryan?"

"Were you really not listening?"

"I try not to. Your voice gives me migraines." He now leans down lower, so his mouth is hovering over my ear, his voice low as he whispers.

"Ouch. You wound me. Kinda hot." I shiver with disgust as he stands up and winks at me before sitting down next to Stacey. "We were talking about what we're gonna do to that weird Asian kid today."

I roll my eyes at him and take a bite of my sandwich as anger boils up inside me. "Why don't you just leave the poor kid alone?" The whole table erupts in fits of laughter and I just stare at them, waiting for them to stop. "I'm serious! What did he ever do to you? He actually seems like a really cool kid." Stacey snickers before turning to me, popping her gum and sticking it underneath the table. Gross.

"Do you like your spot on the dance team?" Fuck, here we go.

"Yes, Stacey. I do." I reply with annoyance evident in my tone.

"Well then I suggest you shut your stupid little mouth before it gets you kicked out. I will not have someone on my team that thinks people like him are "really cool". Understand?"

"Whatever." With that, I walk away to my next class.

They're a bunch of low life assholes who need to get a fucking life. They make everyone miserable. Including me.

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The final bell goes, signalling the end of the day, but I stay in my seat because my teacher is a bitch and gave me detention for no apparent reason.

Did I mention she's a bitch?

Luckily, I'm able to use my immaculate grades against her and she releases me after 15 minutes. By now most people have left the grounds so the halls are empty as I walk to my locker. As I walk closer, I start to hear yelling and what sounds like…sobbing? What the fuck?

As I turn the corner, I see my 'friends' surrounding someone, as they crouch on the floor sobbing. I get closer to them and see it's Calum, the 'weird Asian kid' they were talking about earlier.

Those fuckers.

"Hey! Leave him alone!"

They all turn and look at me. Shocked.

"Why do you care so much?" Stacey asks in her usual annoying, high pitched voice.

"Cause he's a human being and quite frankly I am so fucking sick of you lot walking around like you're top shit. You are a self intitled douche bags that are going to be very fucking lonely in life. Now walk away before I break your stupid fucking faces."

They're scared. They should be. They better fucking run. And they did.

Good.

Crouching down to Calum's height, I move his hair away from his face and wince when I see the damage they've done.

"It's okay. I'm gonna help you."

He looks at me. There are tears in his big, beautiful brown eyes.

"I'm gonna make you feel okay."

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I brought Calum to my house so he could shower and I could clean him up. He was a little bit hesitant but I kept reassuring him that I'm not like others. I want to help him.

I hear the water turn off as I enter my bedroom with clothes for him to change into.

Knocking on the bathroom door, I call out to him. "Hey, I got you some of my brothers clothes since yours have blood on them." I wait a few seconds before the door opens slightly and his arms comes out, taking the clothes, and I hear a faint thankyou as he closes the door again. "Once you're done, let me know and I'll have a look at those cuts on your face." I wait a few moments and get no response so I keep talking to fill the silence. "Hey, I'm really sorry about what happened. I tried to get them to stop but they're assholes and I didn't kn-"

"It's fine. It's not the first time they've done it." The bathroom door flies open and I see Calum standing there, less bloody and his head towards the ground.

"How bad is it?" I try to keep my voice level and calm as to not scare him, but when I don't get a response, I put a finger under his chin and lift his head up, cringing at the cuts, grazes and bruises all over his tan skin. "Shit, Cal. I'm so sorry. Here sit on the edge of the bathtub and I'll clean these up properly so they don't get worse." He remains silent as he sits down and I start to rummage through the cupboards looking for rubbing alcohol and patches to keep his wounds together. "This is going to sting."

"I know. My sister normally does it for me." I don't say anything, in fear that my voice would fail me, and continue to patch him up. For the first time since I brought him here, his eyes meet mine and I halt my movements. "Why are you helping me? I mean I know you don't like the people that did this to me but surely you have something better to do than patch up the 'weirdo Asian kid' as they so eloquently call me." He chuckles quietly and my heart breaks. "I'm not even Asian but I mean why would such a pretty, popular person like you even wanna be seen with me?" His eyes fill with sadness as he speaks and it takes me a moment to find the words to reply to him.

"Well, I feel as though I have an obligation to help you so you don't think I'm a total monster." I pause and look directly into his eyes and lose all ability to think. "You have really pretty eyes holy shit."

He laughs and looks at the ground again before look back at me. "Well, you have really pretty everything." I feel my cheeks start to blush and see the pink tinge on his face start to match mine as well. I become extremely aware of how close our faces are and decide to do something about the tension that is currently building in the room.

"Calum?"

"Yes?"

"Can I kiss you?" His eyes widen slightly and I see his adams apple bob before he nods.

Not wanting to scare him, I softly put my hands on either side of his face before leaning in to close the gap between us. His lips are soft against my own and he quickly melts into the kiss. Wanting to deepen it a little bit more, I slide my hands up to his hair, tangling my fingers in his soft locks, causing a soft moan to escape his lips. Taking this as a sign to try and deepen the kiss even further, I swipe my tongue across his bottom lip. He parts his lips enough for me to slide my tongue into his mouth, moaning in the process at how good his mouth feels against mine.

Much to my dismay, he pulls away and looks at me almost panicked, breathing heavily. "I- I've never done this." His voice is weak and almost embarrassed at the confession, as he drops his head. It makes me giggle and I lift his head to meet my eyes once again.

"I kinda figured that much. But that's okay. I can help you, if you want." I can feel my heart start to beat faster as I start to think about what I just said. Who tf offers to take someone's virginity after their ex-friend group beats the shit out of him? "I'm sorry. That was a stupid suggestion. You can go if you w-" I'm cut off again by Calum standing up from the edge of the bathtub and smashing his lips against mine. I'm taken off guard by his sudden height change, since he's quite a bit taller than me.

"I want to. Please." I can't form words as he continues to kiss my lips and pulls away to elaborate. "Make me feel okay."

We start making out again as we make our way to my bedroom and I silently thank the fact that my family decided to go on holiday without me. As we reach the bedroom, I gently push Calum on the bed, climbing onto his lap after he situates himself against the headboard. "What do you wanna do?" I speak softly against his lips, wanting to give him the choice of what we do.

"C-can you…" he hesitates but looks down at his lap so I get the idea of what he wants.

"You want me to suck you off, Cal?" I only get a small nod and 'mhm' in response. "M'kay, baby." I press my lips to his and start to trail down to his jawline, pressing light kisses against his tan skin as I play with the hem of the shirt he borrowed from my brother, pulling it up over his head, and throwing it to the floor. I have to bite my lip to stop myself from moaning as my eyes fall on his toned abdomen.

I press light kisses down his body, paying extra attention to his abs, drawing a moan out of his mouth as I reach the top of his pants. His breath hitches as I pop the button of his skinny jeans and pulling them down his long legs. I start to palm him through his boxers, making him let out a loud moan. Palming him makes me realise how big he is and I suddenly become very eager to see him. Pulling down his boxers, his dick springs up against his stomach, making him hiss at the sudden cold air. Fuck he's even bigger than I thought. I start to palm him again, making sure he's fully hard before he stops my actions.

"Y-You have too many clothes on." Sitting up properly, he puts his hands under my shirt, pulling it over my head and going straight to undoing my bra. "Fuck. You're so beautiful, holy shit." He mumbles under his breath, pressing light kisses along my collarbone. I start stroking his dick again and his head falls back, hitting against the headboard, as moans fall from his mouth.

Bringing my head down, I suck gently on his tip before taking all of him in my mouth, bobbing my head up and down at a steady pace. I moan around his cock as he lets out a loud, pornographic moan and the vibrations go through him, making him buck his hips up, hitting the back of my throat and making me gag.

"Shit sorry. I-I didn't mean to do that. It just felt so good that-fuuuuck." His rant is cut short by me deepthroating him so that my nose is against his pelvis. "Shit, Y/N. I'm gonna cum." I quickly pull off of him, making him whine and swear at me.

"I don't want you cumming until you're inside me, Cal." He looks at me and gulps as he processes my words but doesn't respond to me. "Are you ready for that or do you want something else?"

"I-I wanna taste you." Without hesitation, I lay down next to Cal on the bed as he gets between my legs. "What do I do?" He looks shyly at me as he asks and I can’t help but giggle at how cute he is. Grabbing a hold of his hands, I bring them to each of my thighs.

"Whatever you think will make feel good, baby." His hands start caressing my thighs, his thumb rubbing circles into my skin with just the right amount of pressure. He leans forward and starts kissing at my neck, sucking and biting as he makes his way down my body, leaving hickies here and there. He then starts kissing up and down my thighs, getting agonisingly close to my heat before moving back up. "Cal you are really driving me insane here, holy shit."

"In a good way?" He mumbles against my skin, hands getting closer and closer to where I need him most.

"In an amazing fucking way." I'm caught off guard as I suddenly feel his thumb run through my slit, brushing against my clit. I moan his name and he looks at me with a smug look on his face and does it again. I start to whine as he takes his hand away only to replace it with his tongue. "Holy fuck, Cal that feels so good." He continues licking stipes up and down my slit then starts flicking his tongue on my clit, sending me into a frenzy.

He drags his index finger along my entrance and, while still going ham on my clit, looks up at me to get my permission. I quickly nod at him wanting nothing more than to feel his fingers inside me. He slowly pushes his finger inside me and sets a fast pace. Feeling me clench around his one finger, he adds a second, making my back arch off the bed. I then start to feel that blissful feeling bubble inside my stomach. "Calum, I'm gonna cum, fuck I'm gonna cum so hard." His fingers start going faster inside of me and he starts sucking even harder on my clit.

Just before I let go, he stops. Pulling his fingers out of me and stopping the movements of his mouth, he sits up and kisses me sloppily as I whine at him for stopping when I was so close. He looks at me and chuckles before mocking me with my own words from earlier. "I don't want you cumming until I'm inside you, baby." I roll my eyes at him before flipping us over so I'm straddling his waist again.

"What happened to Mr Shy Virgin Guy?"

"He's long gone baby." He still has that stupid smug smirk on his face and he looks at me and I see nothing but adoration and lust in his once sad eyes.

"Not yet he's not." He looks at me slightly confused, until I start stroking his cock and rubbing it against my folds. "He's still a virgin."

"Well, we better fix that shall we." I look him directly in the eyes and sink down onto him as we both let out loud moans. My hands are on his shoulders and his on my hips as I start bouncing up and down on him, my boobs bouncing in his face. He takes advantage of this position and takes one nipple in his mouth, then switches to the other.

Due to this being his first time and him teasing me, we are both very close to reaching our highs already. I clench around him and he bucks his hips making me moan against his skin as I lay my head on his shoulder. "Do that again. That felt so good." He thrusts his hips up again repeatedly, matching my rhythm and soon we're both moaning messes, riding out our highs together as I fall limp against his glistening body.

After getting cleaned up, we lay in my bed, my head against chest and his arm around my waist. We both stare at each other, content, then suddenly I hear my doorbell ring. I get up, putting my dress back on and go and see who's at the door. Standing there is the douchiest douchebag ever to exist in douchville, Ryan Ascot. I scowl at him as he just invites himself into my house turning around and looking at me expectantly.

"What do you want, Ryan." Annoyance and anger is evident in my voice and I hope he picks up on the fact that I don't want him here.

"I came to see what that little show was about earlier. Why were you sticking up for that weirdo?" His voice just makes me wanna punch him in the face.

"It wasn't a 'show', dickface. You are just an entitled prick. He has never once done anything to you. Has he?" I look at him waiting for an answer and, surprise surprise, he can’t give me one. "He is a nice person and doesn't deserve anything you guys have done to him. Now please leave." I step to the side and wait for him to leave but instead he just walks up to me and stands super close to me, leaning down so he's close to my face.

"I don't think you actually want me to leave, Sweetheart. You know I can make you feel good. Make you forget this ever happened." I'm just about to say something as I hear a deep voice emerge from behind Ryan, making me smile.

"I think she asked you to leave mate." Calum stands at the top of the stairs, with no shirt on, looking incredibly hot and smug.

"Oh really. What are you gonna do about it weirdo?" Calum walks up to us and I realise for the first time that Calum is actually taller than Ryan and now that he's found his confidence, he looks like he could actually take on Ryan.

"I'm not gonna fight you. I'm just gonna make you sit there and listen to me absolutely destroying her the way you wish you could and the way I was 10 minutes ago." He has a smirk on his face and I can tell that he means every word he says. "So you gonna leave now?" Ryan doesn't move. "Righto well we're gonna go back upstairs. You can either make yourself at home and listen or you can get lost. Your choice." With that, Cal grabs my arm and pulls me back upstairs.

I have no clue if Ryan left or not but I do know that we went two more rounds and Calum did in fact absolutely destroy me.

[bunbeeplays]

The Lemon Legacy: Generation 1, Chapter 38 - Hopple Borfna, Duncan

It's Duncan's first birthday! Travis and Becca keep it lowkey, since they're the first parents of the friend group.

Judging from Libby and Ophelia's faces, I think Becca's talking about what delivering a baby is like.

Ophelia: *nom* Oh my Watcher these fried chicken sliders are so good

Libby: You sure your new trait isn't actually Glutton, Feefs?

Apparently Ophelia's on clean-up duty.

Travis: Ophelia, this isn't your house anymore. You don't have to do the dishes.

Ophelia: Force of habit.

Libby: I think we all know where I stand. Do you two want kids someday?

Mark: Sure, I'd love to be a dad. Not this second but before I hit full-on adulthood.

Summer: Maybe. I heard they can have blowouts now though, so maybe Mark could do that part.

Mark: Wow, thanks, babe.

Ophelia has a gift for her honorary nephew.

Becca: Aww, a little knitted turtle! That's so sweet, thanks, Ophelia!

Ophelia: Made it myself!

Ophelia Marie Lemon, no you did not! You bought it off of Plopsy! I'm going to make you learn how to knit just to keep up with this lie!

Duncan is now an infant! And he's adorable.

Summer: Oh no. I think I do want one of these, even if they do smell sometimes.

My man Mark is just sitting there while his girlfriend is getting baby fever like 'this is fine'

Duncan's not much of a partier yet, time for a nap.

Mark autonomously came into the nursery to kiss Summer, I'm not controlling either of them. Guess he really would like to have kids with Summer someday and this is his way of saying so.

Ophelia gives Travis and Becca a break so they can socialize, and tells Duncan a bedtime story until he starts snoozing.

Libby comes in, hoping to get a second to talk to Ophelia privately after she's done.

Libby: Hey. I'm really glad things are cool with us now. I want to wait until it's official before I introduce everyone to the girl I've been seeing, and I didn't want to make Duncan's big day about me, but I'd really like you to meet her.

Ophelia: I'd love to meet her too.

Libby: I don't want to overstep, please tell me to stop if I am, but this guy you've become woohoo partners with… Please be careful. You're still my best friend, and I care about your feelings. I hated hurting you, and I don't want to see you hurt again.

Ophelia: I appreciate that you care so much, Lib. He's a good friend. We talked a lot about it, and we get along really well. Even if it's not serious, it's been fun.

Libby: I trust you. I just want to make sure if something happens, that he'll do the right thing like Travis.

Ophelia: If what happens, accidental try for baby?

Libby: Don't act like it's ridiculous. The evidence of that being possible is sleeping two feet away from us.

Ophelia: We're being safe, I swear. But when I do have kids, I'm making you babysit!

Libby: In your dreams, Feefs

It's nice that they can really talk again, and even joke around with each other. They hug, and this time, it really doesn't feel awkward.

Duncan chooses then to wake up and Aunt Ophelia is on a mission.

Ophelia: You wanna see your Auntie Libby, huh?

Libby: No, I'm scared I'll drop him!

Ophelia: Too late, here you go! You can smell her fear, can't you Duncan? Yes, you can!

Libby: Okay, I'm holding him and he's very cute. I still don't want to be a mom.

Ophelia: That's okay. But being an aunt isn't so bad, right?

Libby: Dude, I can feel him using his diaper. I'm giving him back to Travis and Becca and playing dumb.

Ophelia: Fair.

After the party, Ophelia stops by for a quick meeting with the Laurents. It's the first day they've been in the office since the Pizzazz wedding. Ophelia thought maybe they wanted to talk about the next wedding, and that's kind of true, but there's something else as well…

Hector: Let's cut to the chase. Tiff is… no longer with the company. That means the singer position is open. You were amazing on Saturday. How'd you like to become our band's permanent singer?

Hilary: We know it's a bit early for a promotion but we thought you'd be a good fit.

Ophelia: I'd be honored!

Hector: That's our star! We knew you'd be onboard.

Ophelia: What about my current role?

Hector: Anaya's husband Baako will fill in until we find another violinist.

They hash out the details for the next wedding. Things seem… off between the couple.

[lire-casander]

#36 feeling bad when the other is having a hard time

feeling bad when the other is having a hard time original prompt list here

Robert’s health is rapidly deteriorating. Everyone can see it, and now even his daughters are aware of it. Apparently, Owen’s brother had told them before their trip to attend the wedding, and they’d taken to the news quite well.

Probably, Carlos thinks, because they hadn't seen until that moment what Huntington’s disease does to a person.

It’s not just the deterioration of Robert’s physical condition — the tremors that are harder to hide and the difficulty in remembering certain things. It’s also that, some time along the way, and not that far from that very moment, Robert will cease to be himself, becoming instead a ghost of the man he once had been.

But the disease is also taking its toll on Robert’s family. In the short time he’s known her, Carlos can tell Sydney looks exhausted; it’s the caretaker curse, he thinks. The girls don’t seem to understand what the illness is doing to their father’s health to its full extent, but Carlos is sure they will soon enough. Although it’s not only the girls he’s worried about.

TK thinks he can hide his pain from Carlos, but he’s got a trained eye on soul battlefields. He can tell when TK’s hurting, and this is one of those times. They’ve talked a lot in the past few weeks, ever since they found out about the hereditary condition Owen’s estranged father had gifted them all with. Finding out both Owen and TK should have been a relief, but TK hadn’t really looked happy about it. Instead, Carlos has noticed that his fiancé doesn’t really finish his food anymore and that he fidgets much more than before.

“Do you want to talk about it?” he asks one night, the day before their last family dinner as fiancés.

“Talk about what?” TK answers without another question, raising one eyebrow at him.

“About what’s stressing you,” Carlos says, pointing at the way TK’s been pushing his vegetables around his plate. “And don’t tell me it’s wedding jitters. I know it’s deeper than that. I know you.”

TK takes a moment to himself, as though he’s pondering whether or not he can trust Carlos with whatever this is. And to Carlos’ utmost panic, he suddenly drops his fork and begins to cry.

It takes Carlos a second to stand up and rush to TK, pulling him into his warm embrace. “I’m here,” he whispers into TK’s ear. “I’ve got you.”

He rocks TK back and forth gently as his fiancé cries, TK’s tears wetting Carlos’ shirt where TK’s face is pressed against Carlos’ chest. It’s an almost unbearable feeling; Carlos’ heart breaks a little with each tear that TK sheds. He resorts to humming the song his mother always sang to him when he was a little kid and he was hurting, but not even that stops TK’s wails from echoing through the loft.

“I’m sorry,” TK hiccups. “I don’t know why I’m crying.”

“I think you do,” Carlos says softly, “but you’re scared to tell me.” When he feels, more than sees, TK nodding, he continues, “I’m here. I’m your soulmate, remember? You can tell me anything.”

“It’s just—I’m relieved that I won’t develop Huntington’s,” TK confesses. “But I’m so mad at myself because of that. Because my uncle is dying from it, and my cousins will have to grow up without a father, and he will never see them graduate from college, he will never walk them down the aisle, and they won’t be able to call him whenever they have a problem and I—”

“Hey, hey,” Carlos cuts him off. “Breathe, just breathe. “It’s okay to have conflicting feelings, baby. It’s a difficult situation.”

“I just think life’s so fucked up sometimes,” TK sniffles. “I’ve just found out I have extended family. Uncle Robert is so cool. And Aunt Sydney and the girls. Why do they have to go through it? I know what it’s like to lose a parent, I have a brother who’s growing up without his mother and it kills me. How am I supposed to be here tomorrow night and smile at them and act as though nothing bad’s happening when he’s dying? When he wants to die?”

“I know your father has told you this before,” Carlos says after a moment. He chooses his words carefully through his own pain. “But we all have a death sentence hanging over our heads. We’re not promised tomorrow. So we might as well enjoy life to its fullest while we can. That’s what your uncle is doing.”

“But he’s asked Dad—”

“We can’t judge his decision,” Carlos continues, ignoring TK’s attempt at interrupting. “I know you don’t like it, but we have to respect it. We can’t understand anyone until we’ve walked a mile in their shoes, TK. But I get it,” he says softly, holding TK closer and tighter. “You have every right to be upset.”

TK nods, sniffling heavily until his crying resumes; he grabs a handful of Carlos’ shirt in his fist and squeezes, grieving for what could have been and mourning for what will never be.

After what seems like an eternity, TK’s crying subsides; Carlos tries to move back to see TK’s face, but his fiancé holds on for dear life, his grip almost hurting him, so Carlos does the only thing he can think of.

He holds on right back to TK.

[toxic-potions-productions]

What does Zakiko think of the Sengoku era hashiras, & what do they think of her?

I totally forgot this was in my drafts-

Keep in mind, the boys' thoughts are all from the Sengoku time, & Zakiko & Koku's are mostly Taisho, I just put Koku's human name to make it easier. This is all based on how they remember her when they were alive (If that makes any sense-) & also, these are mostly how I see them that aren't Yoriichi & Michikatsu, so you might see some headcanon personalities (The names are apparently canon, BTW) -------------------------------------------------

Sun hashira, Yoriichi Tsugikuni

Zakiko: "He's a really sweet guy. Kinda quiet for someone who can be so bright & sunny. I've known him & Michikatsu when we were teenagers, so we go way back. I was living with him & Uta when I outlived my parents after turning into a half-demon, & now it's mostly me. I miss him alot. I just wish some of the others didn't turn their backs on him when he failed to kill Muzan. It was out of his control, & they're acting like it was his fault. When it clearly wasn't."

Yoriichi: "I have never been more amazed by her abilities in all my days. My brother made a very smart choice training her. After Uta's demise, she provided a very reassuring sense of comfort. She just seems to get along with everyone she meets. From Sumiyoshi to the hashiras. She's alot braver than she thinks. I truly owe her for everything. She's one of the few that stuck up for me during my failures, & one of the few that kept in touch with me afterwards. She's a very sweet girl."

Moon hashira, Michikatsu Tsugikuni

Zakiko: "I'm the closest to him than I am the rest of them. I used to be his Tsuguko after he saved me from a demon, since it was his idea so I could protect myself back then, & it just sorta stuck after that. I took care of his wife & kids when he disappeared, & now that he's a demon, we're making up for lost time. He & Yoriichi are basically my big brothers by now."

Michikatsu: "I worry about her sometimes, even back in the Sengoku era. She was so worried & scared of her shadow back then, & now she's having a bunch of problems due to being a half-demon & the years catching up to her. She looks ill at times. But, she's just as kind as I remember her. She's the only one that's still here, & I'm glad to see her after so long. Even though I feel horrible for putting so much responsibilities on her when I abandoned everything. It's just nice to see she's still here & not as timid, as she was all those years ago."

Flame hashira, Enjuro Rengoku

Zakiko: "I know his descendent Kyojuro, so I've seen my fair share of flame breathing before. He just reminds me so much of Kyojuro– never complains, always positive, & super cool. Maybe that "Set your heart ablaze" mentality runs in the Rengoku family."

Enjuro: "She's the cutest thing ever! I always wanted to train her, but she's been Michikatsu's student for a while. Wonder how that's going. She's kind, friendly, compassionate, & just overall a sweetheart. No wonder Yoriichi & Michikatsu like her so much. But, I can't help but notice how lonely she can be most of the time."

Water hashira, Yusuke Mizuhara

Zakiko: "Yusuke, huh? He & I haven't talked as much as I wanted to, since our schedules were both nightmares. But, when I finally had a chance to, he's basically exactly like Tomioka. Although, he's not as distant & hard on himself as he is. So, yeah. He's a sweetheart."

Yusuke: "Shibata-San is an enigma. She's constantly fearing for her life due to the demons in the world, which is just as understandable as it is sad since she has so much potential. She's holding back alot, because she can't find it in her to seriously hurt them, as they used to be human, too. She can be so timid one day, & so abrasive the next. But, she talks to me whenever she has the time to. I really hope she doesn't die from gaining the demon slayer mark, she's very nice."

Thunder hashira, Shin Kamanari

Zakiko: "He's a sweet kid. He has a really hilarious sense of humor, he was so energetic, & he was just the definition of a gentleman. He & I would have these gossip talks all the time where we just rambled about anything we thought was worth talking about, & I loved seeing his shocked reactions when he heard something new. Guess that's why I look after Zenitsu alot, not just because of him acting like my old self."

Shin: "Zakiko is awesome!! I always have so much fun talking to her. I feel bad since she's so pessimistic, but that's why I'm helping her out of her shell as much as I can. She's so sweet for listening to me whenever I'm babbling on about something. & sometimes, when I stop by, I always sneak a few treats for her. She can be such a bottomless pit, but that's just a warrior's appetite. She has my full support on her goal of being the first ever female samurai!"

Wind hashira, Takeshi Hayate

Zakiko: "He was a pain in the ass sometimes. He always used to ruffle up my hair & challenge me to a spar, but that was when I was more nervous & scared. If he asked me now, I'd easily accept it. But, sometimes, we'd go out for drinks & just sorta chat. So, we weren't always on the same wavelength, but he was fun to hang out with. Alot more bearable than Shinazugawa, that's for sure."

Takeshi: "She can be such a whiney, pathetic brat sometimes. She's too clingy, too scared, that side of her is just annoying. I prefer her more abrasive & aggressive side much more, she's alot cooler like that. I don't like her occasional "I'm not like all of you" attitude, either. But, she's a good drinking buddy, so that's why I don't completely hate her. It's mostly a frenemies thing. But, for the most part, we just.....tolerate each other."

Stone hashira, Kazuyoshi Iwamoto

Zakiko: "I'm starting to wonder if Gyomei is his reincarnation. He acts exactly like him, that it's scary. He was like the dad of the hashiras, & obviously the oldest one, but just as kind as I remember him. A gentle giant through it all. I was obviously really scared of him when I first met him, but after a while, I softened up & basically saw him as a father figure. He's really kind, & I miss him alot. You'd be surprised at how often I have to catch myself so I don't accidentally refer to Gyomei by his name instead."

Kazuyoshi: "She's a very capable young lady. She might not always be that positive, but her charming smile can brighten the darkest of rooms. She seems to talk to the Tsugikuni brothers the most. I occasionally ask her to my prayers, but she always falls asleep during it. She's a very kind, warm, funny girl. Though, sometimes I worry if her fear is controlling her life. Seeing her so afraid is very upsetting. But, Yoriichi & Michikatsu have brought her out of her shell alot since they met. Which is truly wonderful. She needs it, & more importantly, she deserves it. Always a delight to talk to."

[silentbesideyou]

Zeus's Journal:

1.

   Diaries and Journals always felt like something angsty rich teens did to whine about whatever stupid ‘end of the world’ problems they had, like what to wear to prom or 

 something. But, apparently it’s a good way to get stuff out, and there’s definitely some       things that I’ve been holding in. Like dreams and some thoughts. This feels really dumb, 

 but whatever works, I guess. And I actually feel the need to explain myself to… well,     myself. That’s kind of dumb, too

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2

 So, I was talking to my plants today and Terry called Bora a bitch, and I was like “wow calm down,” and Terry was like “no, you calm down” and we all got into a fight and now Terry won’t talk to us anymore. Whatever, nobody ever even liked you, Terry you piece of shit. 

   High school drama, am I right? Seriously, high school feels so long ago like it was someone else’s life. I was definitely not one of the cool kids, either. I was weird, and a lot of people were afraid of me. I didn’t have a lot of charisma. But kids I helped kind of 

 liked me? A lot of other girls didn’t. They wouldn’t dare bully me, but I heard the shit they said. Everybody fucking loved… You know. Said he was wasting his time hanging around me. Well, I was never the charismatic one. But we did dumb shit together, and I 

 didn’t really care what anyone else said. Well, I kind of did. They were right, though, looking back. He should have cut me loose and never looked back. I’d be a good loner. I 

mean, give me a few hundred plants, and I’m good. 

   Who the fuck am I lying to, “I’m good”. That’s the biggest joke I’ve ever heard. I’m actually really fucking 

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3

I had that dream again. I always thought recurring dreams were made up for dramatic effect. I mean, I guess it’s not the same exact dream every time, but the same stuff keeps happening. I’m in some weird dark space that I can never tell exactly where it is. 

 First, I see their eyes. They never blink or look away. Even when I turn around, they’re right in front of me. They follow me and I try to walk, but I’m held down. My fucking legs can’t move god my legs are trapped and I panic. I try to move, but I can’t, I can’t 

 move they have my legs and they’re all staring and they’re all watching me try to move and then I hear that guy laughing and I can’t move at all now. Then he gets the rats. It all feels like it did, but the rats are the ones screaming and the eyes never look away

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   Went into town today. I should have never bought that fucking car. It draws too much  attention. I mean, yeah, it looks nice, rides well, but it’s so impractical. I should have gotten the truck, maybe a jeep. I hate going into town. But, I got sick of eating salads and shit, so it had to happen. 

   There was a little girl in the market who was lost. After that dream, children were 

the last thing I wanted to be around, but she was crying and scared. What the fuck kind of person just walks by when a little girl is calling for her mother, standing in a 

 corner like that? I had just bought some cookies so I gave her one and told her I’d help her find her mom. So, the mother wasn’t in the store at all, but I figured when a kid’s lost, they stay in the same place so the parents can find them, right? I told one of the people that worked there, and he just shrugged me off like who fucking does that? 

   Well, eventually one of the shoppers comes up and tells me that the child just does this. She’ll stand in the corner of the store and cry for her mom all day, but her mom’s 

 fucking dead. DEAD! And everyone ignores the kid! At the end of the day, her dad will come and pick her up and this is just a normal summer day here. Some people 

 walking by even looked at me like I was a predator or something because I was going around with this kid. If I was trying to hurt her, why the hell would I walk around the whole fucking store for hours??? 

    I couldn’t do a damn thing for this child. And no one else even acted like she existed. I hated everyone I saw that day. I got her a meal and some cookies, and sat 

 with her until her dad got there. At least she wasn’t so scared now that someone was actually looking after her. And you know what that fucking asshole did? He said he could take care of his own child, and he better never see me again or he’d do something 

 about it. Yeah? The FUCK ARE YOU GONNA DO? And he was so mean to the girl, too, yelled at her and told her to get in the car. I hate him. Part of me wanted to follow him and punch his lights out, but that little girl’s eyes lit up when she saw her 

 dumbfuck father show up. Should someone step in with that kind of stuff? The kid lost her mother and does this, how the hell would she get by if she was taken from her father? And I don’t know what it’s like at home, either. This world sucks. 

 I bought a new fucking plant.

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Isaac,

   This is the first time I’ve used your name in years. Do I have a right to even think  it? It’s kind of funny, your face is everywhere I look, and I can’t even say your name. 

 You’ll never read this… But I should have said this back

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    Why am I still designing weapons? I’m like a parrot. You teach it to say something, 

 and then it says it all the time because that’s all it fucking knows. I mean, it’s all stun stuff. Nothing lethal. It’s dumb, too. I work on these trying to make an “alternative” to weapons that actually kill people, or aliens. But no one’s ever going to fucking use them. They already HAVE training weapons, and people are still dying. Well, we’re not really at war anymore, with aliens or with each other. There’s still stuff going on, though. 

 UNSC is still recruiting for the military, so. At least I’m not JUST making weapons. I’m working on an irrigation system for my plants, too. I’m also still working on that armor. I mean, when I ran off in it, it did a damn good job considering I’d never tested it, but it 

  needs some fine-tuning. I can work on it now and I don’t have to worry about keeping it secret. Everything I fucking do is secret! One day, someone might find me and try to 

 kill me. And I am NEVER letting that happen. If anyone gets to kill me, it’s someone who actually deserves to, and that person will never get the chance. I don’t get any shortcuts, I’m in this world and I’m sticking with it. So, gotta make sure I’m prepared.

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   Isaac, I’m sorry. I never I should have told you. I took it upon myself to make a decision for you, and that was wrong. I

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  Isaac, [illegible writing]. I know that’s selfish, but

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   Was last night’s dream the worst ever? I woke up and someone else was in my bed, someone with a small head covered with short, thick black hair. She rolled over and smiled at me. She called me mommy, and I smiled back and said good morning. A boy 

 who looked just like her ran in and jumped on us, followed by a younger boy who said we had to get up. He came and tugged on my arm and led me out. My living room was replaced with a table, a baby sat in her high chair playing with her utensils while her 

 older brother played the only tune he knew on the piano. I walked towards the kitchen, I could smell breakfast, like my mom would make when my dad was home visiting. One boy sat at the kitchen table, munching on bacon sat on a huge plate before him, another, the oldest watching his dad flipping pancakes. I watched them happily, my 

 children, my family. My oldest turned and rushed to hug me. “Mom, we made breakfast for you!” My husband turned to face me.

 “Happy birthday, Z.” 

    Then I woke up. I hate my fucking birthday.

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   I tested out my armor today. The speed unit I’d originally built only lasted in short bursts. It was good enough for when I needed it, but this one took me miles. I almost dove off a cliff into the lake, but I remembered I hadn’t designed it to float back up, yet. That’ll be my next objective, I think. I mean, I doubt I’ll do any deep-sea diving, but if I end up at the bottom of a lake, I’ll be able to get out. I never wanted to stop running. I wonder if I could run forever. 

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Isaac, 

where would you be if you were still alive? Would you have made the same choice as 

 me? Would you have told me first? You’d probably be too smart to end up in the situation, anyway. I never said anything, but I always worried you might go too far one day. As irony has it, I ended up being the one who went too far. I was dumb. I shouldn’t have enlisted. I know you wanted to, but would you have stuck around if I hadn’t gone in? What if I told you what happened instead of

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  I got drunk last night. Getting drunk by yourself is sad and pathetic. So, I guess it’s perfect for me, huh? I really want to get a dog. A big, giant dog that’s more than half my size, but thinks it’s a puppy and tries to lay on my lap all the time. It sounds nice, but I really shouldn’t be allowed to have anything with a brain depending on me. I might get a hanging plant, though. Those are cool. A dog would be great, but I deserve to be alone. 

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There’s a lot of things I won’t let my brain touch. Now, there’s plenty of people who 

 aren’t aware of this. They’ve gotten so well at distracting themselves from it, that they hardly believe it’s real. They won’t acknowledge it’s there in them, pushed so far down that sometimes they even forget it exists. But I know the things I push down. I know I’m 

 pushing them away, unable to deal with them. Then I have these stupid dreams and I have no choice to confront it. But as soon as I wake up, I push it right back down, never fully taking it on. 

   Last night, it came back. I know it was never real, but I thought it was real at the time, and that’s what matters, right? I shouldn’t have fought back. I should have just let them

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Isaac,

    “When I’m older I’ll be silent beside you” I always really thought that. I don’t know why, it’s not like we’d be together forever. We would have been buried with our families, right? But I really believed for some dumb reason I’d end up in the ground somewhere  

 next to you. I tried not to think about either of us dying too much, that was as far as it went. Kind of funny how now, all I can think about is both of us dying. I have no idea what they did with your body, if they sent it home. Did my mother cry at your 

 grave, or was she already gone? Even if I knew, I’d never end up there in the end. I’ll be up here forgotten by the world, as I should be. No one will find my body until I’m already a skeleton, nameless and irrelevant. No one will mourn me. If there’s a Hell, I’ll gladly [                   illegible writing                          ]

 I mean, to ask for anything would just be

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Isaac, 

    How would you feel if you knew about what happened after? I can’t even imagine, I mean… I have no idea how you’d even react to what I did to you. If we could speak to the dead and I told you, what would you have to say? Would you laugh at me? Would you be angry? I couldn’t even look in your eyes as I ran away. Did you stare after me wondering ‘why’? Did you curse me? How long did you suffer until it was over? After that day, I’ve never

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Isaac, 

    

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  I was sitting in the cell, I’d been there for years. The man was coming to get me again. All the eyes were watching. There were hundreds. I know, now that I’m awake, that most of them weren’t real. Well, none of them were real, it was a dream. But, whatever why am I explaining myself? They never looked away as he came and opened the cell. 

 As soon as I saw him, I couldn’t move my legs. They were locked together, held by hands I couldn’t struggle free of. He dragged me into the room with the screaming and shaved my head. He kept shaving and shaving, I could feel the hot blood dripping down my face, the eyes were watching. “If you just tell me, I’ll keep you safe,” he said. Words from my past echoing into my nightmares. I wanted to tell him, I wanted it to end, but he could 

 never keep me safe. The eyes were always watching

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     I hate going into town. I had to get some things. What year is it that I can’t buy something from a hardware store and have a man ask me if I need help? And not the friendly kind of customer service way, but the “oh, you’re a weak woman who can’t 

 know anything about man things like building shit” kind of way. Fuck off. So, I asked him, well, long story short, a bunch of advanced engineering questions with a little bit of astrophysics, clearly well-versed in the subjects. He got SO MAD. He used as many belittling words as he could, and definitely went and told one of his friends what a 

 bitch I was. So, honestly, this was one of the best days I’ve had in a long time, even if I had to go out there. 

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Isaac, 

    What the fuck? I keep thinking about it, and it makes no fucking sense. What was I thinking? I mean, I know what I was thinking, but I was smarter than that! It was so fucked up that I just, without even 

   I never gave you a 

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   I was in the dark again. The eyes were watching me. As usual, I stared at his. They were the closest. And then, unlike all the other times, they disappeared. Just his. I tried to move my legs, but they were always tied down. A door opened, and I could see the room. I knew the place, I’d spent more than enough time in there. The walls were pale yellow, sickly with paint chipping off. I was so ready for the screams, but they never came. I felt him grab my arm and looked up. 

   It wasn’t that man, though. It was Isaac. He was angry, and he had the gun. He held it to my head and stared at me, his eyes never blinking. I tried to speak, tried to apologize or tell him to shoot, but then he opened his mouth. The screaming came out, all of them, all of them from him. I’m not fucking sleeping tonight. 

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Day 3 of no sleep. I’ve never drank this much coffee. Nonstop, I’m brewing and drinking. My body can’t take it. I have to sleep sometime soon, but I don’t want to see it again. I had a gun to my head this morning. Right between the eyes, staring down. I wanted to, fuck, I wanted to do it so badly. But no, no. I know, I know, I can’t. The coffee pot beeped, and I came to its call. If I don’t sleep soon, I’ll start seeing things. Then, they’ll come after me while I’m awake, too. Would I put up a fight if they came after me? Or would I just let it happen, despite everything? 

I… I’d have to fight. I know I’d have to fight. There’s no other choice. 

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Isaac, 

   I can’t begin to [    illegible writing    ]. I really did [illegible writing]. Clearly that’s worth nothing. I’m so [       illegible writing        ] you. If I just told you, I should have just [ illegible writing ]. And now [illegible writing]

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    It’s coming up. In one month, it will have been exactly seven years. When I was young, every anniversary of my father’s death, we sat down and cooked his favourite meal. Well, we went to his grave a few times, but Sang-Je got too sick for that. So we set Dad a place at the table with his picture and ate dinner together. 

 What do I do for this? I never really know. I can’t cook a meal in his honour, whether it’s real or not, I don’t deserve to entertain the idea of sitting with his spirit. Besides, a meal made by me is no way to honor anyone. Maybe I’ll just sit in silence and do nothing. Is forcing oneself to sit still for an entire day, what the hell do I mean by oneself, this isn’t for anyone, this is what I’M doing. Is forcing myself to sit still for 24 hours a good way to do this? Should I punish myself, or honor him? Last year was the first year I was by myself. I had just finished building the house and put all the pictures up. This year… I don’t know. 

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 I was walking in the woods and the trees got thinner and thinner. The ground became barren. A bear walked beside me, I don’t know when he got there. The sun was in the direct center of the sky covered by grey clouds. There was nothing around me except the bear. He led me farther until on the horizon before me I saw a gravesite. I looked to my left and saw another, on the right another, behind me another. North, south, east, and west. I had to choose where to be buried. Somehow I knew who was buried at each place. Finally, I reached out for one and I was in front of it. I stared at the name written on it. I didn’t deserve to be buried here. I didn’t deserve to be buried with any of them. I heard footsteps behind me, but I couldn’t look away from the name

   I hear that when you die in a dream, you wake up right away. There was a gunshot behind me and I could actually FEEL it as the bullet went through me. I fell over the grave, my body limp against it. I was dead. For the first time in years, I actually felt peace. 

 And then I just had to fucking wake up. 

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Isaac,

    It’s ridiculous how many times I’ve tried to write this letter. It’s not like you’ll ever see it, I don’t have to find the perfect words to tell you. You died ... exactly seven years ago today. No… I killed you seven years ago. 

 I have no right to apologize. If you were here today and I tried to say sorry, you’d laugh in my face, right? Sorry? I KILLED you, and sorry won’t do anything. 

 I should have given you a choice, Isaac. Well, first off, I should have never told you about the group to begin with. I told you that this group of people wanted me to join them, and I wasn’t sure what to do. They told me not to tell anyone. I didn’t know that they’d want you DEAD. So, one of them overheard me telling you, and that’s what they said. 

  So, I knew… I knew that if they’d want YOU dead just for knowing, I’d be dead if I refused. They were also offering me something, to send my mom and brother to that doctor on some planet called Chorus. You, nor I, could ever have afforded it. 

  I had a choice. Kill you and save them, or run. You and I would have had to run from them forever. If they wanted you dead just for hearing about them? They would never, ever let either of us go, Isaac. I’d doomed us. 

     We could both fight, but they were highly trained. Well, all but me and the other girl they recruited. There were five of them, and they had more skills than you or me. Could we really outrun them forever? I thought, eventually they’d find us. We might not even make it out of the base. How much were they watching me? 

     If it had been you they wanted, and I almost wish it had been, without hesitation, I’d tell you to do it. I’d give up my life so the three of you could live. I would

   I think part of me died with you that day, really. It’s so fucking cliche, but it’s kind of true. How could I just go on the same after what I did? And the fact that I killed you actually bought their loyalty. But I never fully trusted them. How could I? They did send Mom and Sang-Je to Chorus. I never saw them. A time or two, I sent someone out to check on them, but I could never ever see them. After what I did to you, I couldn’t go back. A few people who went to check on them never came back. I guess… Well, maybe my choice killed them, too. 

    I thought about dying. Did I deserve to have this life when I’d stolen yours? No, but I didn’t deserve an easy way out, either. So, here I had to keep living. Only one person was allowed to take my life, and well, he was dead. He, you, whatever. You. So, uh… I’m here. Living this fucking life because you couldn’t. I don’t think I’m really allowed to enjoy it, either. When I robbed you, and so many others really, of that chance, I lost mine. If I was happy, I think it might be the worst thing I’d ever done. 

   I’m glad though, that they didn’t try to recruit you. I mean, like I said, I’d be okay with the whole, you living, me dying thing, but… Well, it’s better you didn’t end up with them. 

   So here we are. Seven years later. You’re everywhere I look. Gone but not forgotten, eh? Sometimes, I do things you’d want to do. Uh, well I mean I hope you’re not watching over me. If you saw the life I live, well, I don’t know. I bet you’d be angry. Maybe laugh about it a little? It’s been fucked, man. But, you’d know, and I know, that I deserved every damn second of it. 

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Well, this one isn't exactly fiction. I think I'm pregnant. Alaicia Lynn Luna, didn't we always say that sounded nice? How about Aiciala Luna Leigh if it's a girl and Xavian Forest if it's a boy. I'm kind of hoping for a boy. I didn't really think I could have kids… I was told I was infertile. If I am pregnant, I just hope that I can have all the provisions I need to be the amazing mom you and I both knew I could always be. I love you, sweet bee. 

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Not pregnant. Miscarried. I have a hormonally intersex condition I refer to as “axolotl syndrome” because my precursor hormones don't know what to do or how to function. They have to axe a lotl about how to function and nobody has the answer. I wish axing a lotl was more accepted. I'm axing a little now, my Felix… please be alive. Please respond. 

[punkscowardschampions]

Co'Neill

Jake: We need to talk

Jake: and in person’ll be too painful for me

China: ??

China: What’s wrong?

Jake: Sam told me

Jake: this is your chance to, before I say anything else

China: Oh, what is Sam talking about now

China: something she has no idea about, undoubtedly, come on, you know her

Jake: I thought I knew you

China: Jake, you’re scaring me

China: What has she said, I don’t know what you’re talking about right now

Jake: If you care about me at all, admit it

China: I do care about you, you know exactly how much

China: I can’t admit to something I know nothing about though

Jake: She saw you

China: Saw me… what, where?

Jake: I’m not a monster, talk me through what happened, help me to understand

Jake: maybe we can still be friends, you know

China: Jake, I wish I had something to say, that I was on the page you were on so I could explain

China: At the gig, is that what you’re talking about?

Jake: I can’t believe you’re making me do this, spell it out, like this isn’t hard enough

China: I’m serious, I do not know what you are talking about, what Sam has said

China: Why do you not believe me?

Jake: Sam doesn’t have the reason to lie that you do

Jake: Why would she?

China: Why would I lie to you, I’ve told you things I haven’t told anyone else

Jake: I’ve told you how I feel about cheaters

China: I am not a cheater, I would never do that

Jake: My sister had her heart broken that way, you were there for the whole thing, how could you do it to me?

China: I haven’t!

China: I don’t know why Sam has said this, claimed to have seen something, nothing has happened with anyone, it’s impossible

Jake: She’s our friend, one of the first to congratulate us about getting together, she wouldn’t say how cool it was to turn ‘round and ruin it later

China: Okay, it doesn’t need to be malicious but she’s got her facts way off

China: Who would I cheat on you with? I don’t want anyone else

Jake: Cian is quick to pick out of a lineup, there’s no case of mistaken identity he’d be a part of

China: Cian

China: Is she serious, he’s 19!

Jake: Yeah

Jake: Do you wanna be with someone older, is that why?

China: Absolutely not, I want to be with you, I have for so long

China: I haven’t done anything with Cian, I never would

Jake: Your version of events is, you got in his car but nothing happened?

China: No, nothing

Jake: But you’ve been different since the gig

China: There’s been a lot going on, I couldn’t go home that night

China: you weren’t there

Jake: It’s my fault you went to his? When I didn’t drop everything for something you never communicated to me was going on?

China: No, of course not

China: I just mean that you were gone, everyone else was, except Sam, apparently

China: I was upset and he helped me out, just as a friend, nothing else

Jake: I’m your boyfriend, you’re meant to come to me when you’re upset

China: I couldn’t find you, I tried

Jake: You could’ve called me

China: I didn’t want to be a problem, it was a big night for you

Jake: I only have a phone for you

China: How can I make you believe me?

China: I didn’t even consider that anyone, let alone our friends, would jump to any conclusion about seeing me talk to Cian

China: the idea didn’t enter my mind, he isn’t in my head

Jake: Talk to him? He was all over you

China: No, no he wasn’t

China: He thinks of all of us like kid brothers and sisters

Jake: He’s an opportunist, he thinks of you like prey

China: He’s not like that, I was totally safe

Jake: Your consent hurts me, but I wouldn’t wish the trauma of it not being on you

China: I didn’t do anything with Cian, anyone else, ever

China: It hurts me that you don’t know that to be true

Jake: You’ve admitted to keeping stuff from me, how am I meant to know anything to be true?

China: Not in a devious, manipulative way

China: just things that I’m not ready to talk about yet, stuff that is too raw

Jake: We can’t have trust and secrets

China: I would tell you, you would be the first person I did, probably the only person at this point

China: I just hadn’t yet

Jake: But you opened up to Cian?

China: No, I slept on his sofa so I didn’t have to go home

China: there were other people there, he has flatmates, you can ask them

Jake: There’s other people you could’ve gone to, to sleep

China: Who? Not then

Jake: My sister would’ve picked you up, my mother would’ve

China: I don’t want them to know, to think I’m not good enough for you because of my family

Jake: I don’t have a dad either, nobody under this roof’s judging you for that

China: It’s more complicated than that, moreso now

Jake: Families are complicated, I thought we could rely on each other when they are

China: We’re so new, I was just scared of messing this up, losing you

Jake: That’s the person you see me as? Really?

China: I think you’re incredible, I’m the mess

Jake: I loved you

China: Please don’t

Jake: You have no idea who I am

China: That isn’t true

China: I admit, I did you dirty by not coming to you straight away, trusting you

China: that comes from my insecurity, not thinking anything negative about you

Jake: I was going to invite you to [insert a fam hol destination because that’s a big thing for every teen cliched couple where one person is more invested and he’s giving it with his mentions of his mum and sister that they are a close fam that he’s made her get involved with]

China: Don’t break up with me, not over lies and half-truths

China: I can do better

Jake: I have to, our relationship would turn toxic and I respect you, and myself, too much to let it

China: We don’t have to let it, we can work on us, I will work on myself

Jake: This has killed our trust, I don’t want to be that lad who’s jealous and insecure all the time

China: I get that, I don’t want that for you, especially when there’s no need

Jake: It’s the end for us

China: But I love you

Jake: If that was enough we wouldn’t be here

China: I’m willing to do anything, why is that not enough?

Jake: Tell me the truth, I’ll try and forgive you for whatever you did, move past it

China: I am telling you the truth, Jake

China: during your set, my nan messaged me back, because I wanted to stay there, saying I couldn’t and that I had to try with my mammy’s new fella

China: after, I couldn’t find you, and Cian happened to be there and offered me a place to crash, we talked about the bands, that was about it

China: Yeah, he could tell I was upset but I said home shit and he didn’t push for any more info and I wouldn’t have given it if he had

Jake: He doesn’t look at you like someone who’d just drop it

China: I don’t care how he looks at me, you are the only person I have any interest in and everyone knows that, Cian knows that

Jake: How long were you avoiding going home without telling me?

China: It was fine, a lot of the time, someone would let us hang and we’d all stay together

China: I feel like since I’ve not been able to host as much, I stopped being invited to these kickbacks

Jake: It’s too easy for you to lie, you’ve been keeping this a secret for what could be our entire relationship, for all I know

China: I didn’t want you to feel sorry for me, your family to have to, it’s too much pressure

Jake: Has it been like this since we started going out?

China: [tell him when your mum and Gaz got together, which is essentially a yes]

Jake: Every day for [however long they’ve dated] you’ve kept this shit up

Jake: How the hell can I ever trust you again? 

China: I just wanted to be normal

Jake: We had something special, or so I thought

China: We did, I should have never jeopardised that 

Jake: It’s ruined now

China: We have to talk in person, please

China: we can’t just leave it like this

Jake: I can’t

China: I have to make this right, make it up to you

China: I never meant to hurt you

Jake: You’re out of time to do that, it’s too late

China: I’m so sorry

Jake: Yeah, me too

Jake: we should’ve waited

China: I’ll have to live with the mistakes I made and the consequences, there’s nothing I can do or say to change your mind

Jake: We’ll both have to

China: I’ll apologise, as often as you want to hear it

Jake: I’m not ready, I don’t know if any of what you say has truth to it

China: Okay

China: I’m not going to force you to hear me out, any more than I have

Jake: I’ll see you around, school’ll force us

China: I can take some time off, give you that space

Jake: I’ll stay home if space is what I need

China: Well, I’ll probably take a few days regardless

China: Sam has probably told everyone by now so

Jake: I’ve asked her not to

China: Right, well, being in your confidences will surely be worth not spreading bullshit any further

Jake: Sam hasn’t done anything wrong here

China: She could have talked to me, before talking to you

Jake: You could’ve talked to me before I heard it from her

China: I wasn’t given a chance

Jake: I’ve given you every chance

China: That isn’t what I meant, she couldn’t wait to tell you what she saw, not long enough to find out she saw nothing

Jake: I’d do the same in her shoes, for any of my friends

China: And you wouldn’t have any ulterior motives

Jake: She doesn’t, we’ve been close since [pick a school year]

China: Okay

Jake: Please don’t blame her, it isn’t Sam’s fault we didn’t work

China: I’m not, I won’t

Jake: I have to go, find a way to tell everyone I can’t sing any of the set and we need to start over

China: I’m just an inconvenience now, yeah

China: Nice

Jake: You broke my heart

China: My heart is broken too, I don’t want any of this

Jake: You wanted to keep lying, you chose to instead of letting me in, you could’ve stayed on our sofa from that first night of her boyfriend being there

Jake: I’d have given up my bed for you

China: I wish I could go back and change what I decided to do

China: I can’t

Jake: No, and my decision’s been made for me 

Jake: I need someone I can trust

China: You deserve that, who am I to stand in your way

Jake: I hope you find what you’re looking for

China: See you around

Jake: [Okay so, just putting here that there has been a gap of however long while y’all are both dating bibi so we aren’t like wtf when we read this back, not long but defs long enough that he’s had another fit and knows they aren’t a one off but also knows that Libi isn’t someone he can confide in about it like he was clearly hoping]

Jake: Can we talk?

China: A first

China: but sure, shoot

Jake: I miss how we used to, nothing’s the same

China: I didn’t stop talking to you, or the rest of yous

Jake: I couldn’t handle it, but now I can’t handle us not

China: At least you thought you had a valid reason, beyond losing a party place

Jake: Yeah, I’ve still made mistakes, I know that

China: We talked every day

China: and then nothing

Jake: I left [insert cringe band name here]

Jake: I couldn’t do it

China: Why?

Jake: It didn’t work without you, writing, singing, playing

China: They must’ve broken up without you, you were the only one with real talent

Jake: I think Sam’s fronting them, I don’t know, we don’t talk

China: I did try to tell you she wanted you

China: she doesn’t know how to be a real friend, I can attest to that

Jake: She tried to kiss me at [somewhere these cool kids go, the point being lowkey in front of everybody in this friend group]

China: She likes a show, nothing private

China: Are you okay?

Jake: Not really

China: Me either

Jake: I just wanna go back

China: Is that ever possible?

Jake: Everything was cool before and now it’s messed up

China: Tell me about it

China: I had no one to talk to, about how I felt, my sister is off the rails fully and my mammy just wants to play happy families

Jake: Mine keep telling me off for letting you go

China: They do?

Jake: They’re right, I fucked up

China: Of course, your mother and sister always are, you shouldn’t need telling by now

Jake: They like you more than they like me and I don’t blame them, I keep making mistakes

China: Come on, there’s no way that’s true, you’re the baby

China: and what else can you have done that’s so bad?

Jake: Libi

Jake: not that I’m doing her, I wouldn’t

China: Is the 🤍 too pure for all that

Jake: We’re too different

Jake: you know I’m only ever online for my music but she’s never off, there’s constantly a screen between us and she isn’t in the moment with me

Jake: it’s nothing like what we had

China: I think she’s traumatised or something

China: He doesn’t like to talk about her like that and he’s not let me watch any of the ‘films’ they’ve made

Jake: Whatever’s wrong, we can’t connect, we don’t

China: Are you going to break up with her?

Jake: Yeah

Jake: I hope she’ll understand

China: You’re not connecting, that has to work both ways

China: hear her out, won’t you

Jake: I should’ve listened to you

China: Yes

China: my story hasn’t changed

Jake: I was hurting but it isn’t an excuse

China: and I did things that hurt you, I accept that

China: just not the main thing I was accused of

Jake: I rushed into it, the breakup, Libi

Jake: I didn’t want to stop and feel you weren’t there

China: You’ve been non-stop, even from afar, I could see that

Jake: If I have to sit with all these changes, I don’t know

Jake: I’m scared to

China: It’s scary

China: the lack of control, over anything

Jake: Yeah

China: I am sorry, Jake

China: that you feel it too

Jake: I couldn’t tell you, maybe it was my guilt talking when I was hard on you for your secrets

China: You can talk to me now

China: that would be okay

Jake: I’m meant to take care of you and I can’t even take care of myself

China: Hey, if I’ve learnt anything, it’s that I can take care of myself fine

China: well, kinda

China: You don’t have to worry about me, is the point

Jake: He’s a better boyfriend than I was?

China: I didn’t mention him

Jake: But he’s being cool, treating you how I didn’t

China: We’ve all got our shit, right

China: You said that and it’s true of him too, no more or less than you

Jake: Yeah, but if I hear you’re happy I’ll try and be happy for you

China: I said you didn’t need to worry, I can’t give you more than that

Jake: What about giving yourself more than that?

China: What are you asking?

Jake: I love you, I want more for you than being okay, kinda

China: You really hurt me, Jake, everyone took your side

Jake: I thought hurting you would stop mine but it didn’t

Jake: and I regret thinking like that, I’ve felt bad about it every day

China: I appreciate you saying that

China: and I never wanted you to feel badly, only in my most petty, vindictive moments, not really

Jake: Listen to this, it’s the last song I wrote, it says everything

Jake: [and send her said song like a cliche]

China: Oh, Jake

Jake: It’s my sorry, for how badly I dealt with this whole thing

China: It’s beautiful, really

China: and I still love you too

Jake: Can we meet up somewhere?

China: I think I need to talk to Bobby first

China: it would be dishonest to meet you before doing so

Jake: What are you going to say? I don’t know where to start with Libi

China: No, this is pretty awkward

China: Not to talk shit or anything but I do think Libi knew what was up when she got with you, so, she should be on the level now

Jake: What do you mean?

China: Well, I got the impression she was trying to make Bobby jealous, from my POV being with him

Jake: It explains her liking my hair that much, I guess

China: Sorry, that’s kind of a bummer

China: but you were already breaking up with her so I have no ulterior motive in telling you

Jake: I was sorta using her too, to try and get over you

China: I don’t think any of us are blameless

China: it was a bonus that had crossed my mind, that you may care

Jake: I was in pieces about you and him, seeing him touch you, you both hanging out

China: It wasn’t the same, no one gets me like you

Jake: I’ve been really uncool to be around, ask anyone

China: I won’t believe it

Jake: Being jealous sucks

China: So bad

China: We never, me and him, just so you know

Jake: I should say it’s okay if you did, I know that, but I can’t

Jake: don’t tell my mother how anti-feminist I’m being, yeah?

China: Your secret is safe with me

China: and it’s still kinda feminist because it wouldn’t be okay, I don’t feel that deeply for him 

Jake: It’s your body but I want it all to myself, I think she’d understand, she’s been in love

China: I don’t think we have to have that conversation with her 😳

Jake: It would be a bit Sam of me to be all over you in front of her

China: We always managed to find some time alone before

Jake: Come ‘round after you’ve talked to him, she’ll be working late like every [whatever day of the week this is]

China: That is the sort of motivation I need to do this

China: God, I feel bad for him

Jake: How deep are his feelings? I could talk to him too, explain

China: I don’t know

China: One minute he seems super into me, wants to spend all our time together but then when I’m there, it’s like he wishes I wasn’t sometimes

Jake: Reminds me of [two of their friend group]

China: A lot like that

China: I still think he’ll be a little upset, if not about me about losing his excuse to not be at home either

Jake: It might encourage him and Libi to talk, sort out whatever is happening there, she’s pretty upset

Jake: but if not, he could hang with us, there’s no hard feelings

China: You’re right

China: You’re so much nicer than I am

Jake: I won’t force you to with Libi

China: I mean, if they both want to hang with us, that’s totally fine but I think their beef goes deep so

China: I’m not sure we want to get in the middle of that

Jake: Yeah, no

Jake: I just wanna be with you, the friends I already have are stressing me out

China: What have I missed? 

China: I can’t say I have the drama

Jake: They’re in my face all the time about quitting the band

China: You should be in a better band

China: with [name some other friends who weren’t in this other band like maybe these peeps]

China: if you wanna chill then that’s your business, I don’t know why people need to talk

Jake: Maybe, I’ll have you back as my muse

China: I’ve missed hearing what you’re working on

Jake: Do you wanna be in this one? We could do it together

China: Am I good enough?

Jake: Our voices compliment each other’s

China: That’s true, and I write too

Jake: Everyone still talks about when I pulled you up on stage to sing [one of his songs] with me

China: That was one of the most magical moments of my life

Jake: Mine too

Jake: I was flirting, I didn’t think you’d be that good, or that we’d spend the entire night talking after

China: Well, it was a solid move, I’ll give you that

China: I knew you’d be interesting, anyone who can write that well has plenty to say

Jake: I needed you to come up and sing the words or I’d have fucked them up looking at you

China: I felt like my knees were going to knock together

China: I’ve never had stage fright before or since

Jake: The [important, we’re saying a venue or whatever though] gig when you couldn’t find me, it’s because I felt weird

Jake: I had to go home

China: You didn’t just leave me, fuck I feel like such a bitch

China: What kind of weird?

Jake: It was sudden, I didn’t get chance to tell you

China: Babe

China: did it happen just once?

Jake: And at what turned out to be [his former band’s] last gig, but I was drinking too much, I didn’t wanna do it

China: It turned into the worst night

Jake: It’s put me off [whatever his drink of choice was], mother’s happy

China: And she’s really happy that I’ll be back around?

Jake: She loves you, Talia too

China: They’re so nice to me

China: and I like smoking just as much as drinking, we can just do that

China: more talkative, less intense vibes

Jake: You can serenade me

China: Where is Talia tonight?

Jake: She’s met someone, but I’ll let her tell you

China: Ooh, exciting

Jake: She’s officially over that scumbag

China: I want to say that’s the best news I’ve had all day but it will have to settle for a very close second

Jake: Everything’s falling back into place

China: I’ve missed you, everything that comes with being with you

Jake: Go talk to Bobby so we can be together, I’ll find Libi

China: Okay, I’ll be brave

China: Good luck, don’t let her film it or anything

Jake: I hope you’re joking and she doesn’t film it but I can’t say for sure she won’t

China: She can’t paint you to be a bad guy, however it’s framed

China: not when she’s got the same motives as you

Jake: There are other lads who’d be cool with making him jealous

Jake: like [someone who is that bitch or so we think]

China: I don’t think you can recommend your replacement, she’ll be so embarrassed at how blatant she’s been, as she should

China: could talk to [this dude] and make him do the work though

Jake: I won’t, but between me and you I can say anything

China: Always

Jake: I’ve been totally mixed up without you, nothing made sense

China: We need to be together, I need you

Jake: I can’t wait to feel like me again and for you to feel like you

China: [show him the message of you asking Bobby to talk like yeah, me either]

Jake: [send one to Libi asking to meet up so you can send it to her too]

China: It feels like I’m praying for her downfall right now but I just want you back, nothing to do with them, harsh as that is

Jake: It was wrong of me to involve her, but you were already with him when she asked me, I thought I’d lost you

China: I tried to be over you, I really did

China: I didn’t see a way back, you were pretty clear

Jake: I’m sorry

China: You were struggling, I know that now

China: and Sam wanted me out of the way, it’s not your fault you chose to see the good in her 

Jake: I haven’t gone back to [wherever she kissed him]

China: Will you go back with me?

Jake: Yeah, you can fix it for me

China: I promise

Jake: She was like a sister to me, I thought I was going to throw up

China: You poor thing, such a violation

Jake: Or a cousin, you know, she could never be a sister that’s a stretch

China: Not someone you want to kiss

China: She wasn’t thinking about you and what you wanted, that’s for sure

Jake: We’d only just broken up, even if I saw her like that, I didn’t want to kiss anyone but you

Jake: I still don’t

China: Is Libi the only person you’ve kissed since?

Jake: Yeah, and not much, it felt like she didn’t want me to

China: I don’t know how that’s possible 

Jake: I thought she wasn’t ready, not having a boyfriend before, but with what you’ve said, it makes sense why she wouldn’t

China: She’s lucky, that you’re so chill and have been raised right

Jake: She initiated it every time but then it was like someone had dared her and she was wishing she’d picked truth

China: That must’ve tripped you out

Jake: Am I a bad kisser? Maybe that’s it

China: That’s not it

Jake: You can tell me, I won’t get mad

China: You’re an incredible kisser, so I can’t tell you, no

Jake: Incredible?

China: Yes 🙈

Jake: I do think about our first kiss all the time

China: I’ve written about it so often, all of our firsts

Jake: [mansplain which of your songs are about what as if she doesn’t know full well]

China: [tell him which is your favourite and it’s shamelessly the most sentimental because you are that girl]

Jake: I’ll write you a new favourite about us getting back together

China: You might have time to write tomorrow, not tonight

Jake: I’ll write it on you then

China: Please

Jake: She’s said yeah to meeting, has he?

China: He wants me to go over but I’m trying to hint that that will be REALLY awkward so he comes out instead

Jake: Where are you going to take him?

China: We’ve been hanging out at [wherever you have, giving park vibes not like a venue] a lot, probably there

Jake: Should I take her to my house? What if she starts crying?

China: Your house is too private, she will wanna storm off if that’s how she’s feeling, somewhere that only has a few people chilling so it’s not public but it’s neutral ground

Jake: [a park but a different one because lol don’t need our breakup in the same place]

China: Perfect

China: I’ll tell you when I’m with him, using our phones is sometimes easiest, I wouldn’t want your name to pop up mid breakup, it doesn’t need to be a whole aggro thing

Jake: Cool, I’m gonna go walk and meet her now, get this over with

China: And when I’m done, I’m good to go straight to yours?

Jake: I can get Talia to pick you up on her way if you want

China: I do have to ask her about her new beau, if you’re sure she doesn’t mind

Jake: I had to hide her phone so she didn’t message you to try and get us back together herself

China: 🥰

China: My mam will be happy, I’ll be less emo around her house

Jake: I’ll get her on side if it’s the last thing I do

China: She’s traumatised by her own terrible taste in men, she can’t believe a boy like you is real

Jake: She did call me a phoney but I don’t know if that’s what she meant

China: Ugh, she is so embarrassing

Jake: Your sister I’m never winning over

China: Well, she is a lost cause, I’m so sick of her nonsense

China: you are so lucky your family are so normal and nice

Jake: It doesn’t matter, you’re having my bed, I meant that

China: You can’t

Jake: I love you, I can

China: You’ll get a really bad back sleeping on the sofa

Jake: I’ll sleep with you sometimes, when you want me to

China: All the time

China: but I don’t want to get you in trouble

Jake: We’ll make sure we don’t get caught

China: I’ll get up super early if I have to

Jake: I like being up with the sun anyway

China: Sunrise and sunset are both great for creativity

Jake: Yeah, between them and you I’ll be unstoppable

China: I’m so proud of you

Jake: I’ve been too in my head being this blocked

China: You’ll drive yourself crazy

China: you have way too much to say and offer to live like that

Jake: You’ll have to stay, for my sanity

China: That’s all I want, to be with you and make cool, worthwhile shit

Jake: We can decorate my room for you if you want, Libi’s been doing hers, I know loads of different paint colours and stuff now

China: How thrilling for you 🤪

Jake: I don’t understand where she lives, seems like everywhere and nowhere

China: That room was at Bobby’s, the paint fumes gave me a headache

Jake: I’ll make sure you don’t get another one

China: You know how to look after me, better than anyone else

Jake: We can both sleep downstairs until the paint’s dry

China: I’ve missed crashing at some randoms with you keeping me safe, more than anything

Jake: I’m sorry I’ve not been there

China: I’m sorry too, for this waste of time

China: it has proved how real my feelings for you are, if nothing else

Jake: No more drama

China: No more drama

China: These two and their lives are really dramatic… it’s a lot

Jake: I’ll probably get a headache

China: I’ll be ready to make it go away

Jake: It’ll be worth it then, however hard this ends up being

China: You’re definitely dumping her

China: I don’t think I can come if you don’t

Jake: I’m nearly there, unless she doesn’t show, the breakup is happening

China: I’m just being silly, freaking out

China: You’re not going to back down now

Jake: I want you as my girlfriend not her

China: and Bobby can hang out with us, that’s what he really wants more than me

China: it’ll be all good

Jake: Yeah

China: Do we have to wait to let it be known we’re back together?

Jake: I have to tell her I still love you, I mean, don’t I? It’s the truth

China: The truth is always the best idea

China: they both knew, how fresh our breakup was

Jake: And everyone knew how good we were together

China: It was only a break, it happens

China: this has all felt like acting, nothing real

Jake: It isn’t like they love us, they’ll be okay

China: They love each other, we’re doing them a favour

Jake: Truth will out

China: Okay, he’s on his way, I better prepare

Jake: See you after

Jake: you’ve got this, babe

China: love you 🖤

[purplesurveys]

1745

What kind of movies are you drawn to?  Dramas and biopics. I used to like romantic comedies but they don't make them like they used to anymore.

What breakfast are you most likely to have?  I just have coffee; I never eat breakfast. On the rare chance that I do, I love going for toasted bread and scrambled eggs.

What career field could you see yourself in?  I would have pursued journalism if I just wasn't so conscious about money...but I like being able to afford the lifestyle I currently get to enjoy so into the corporate world I went. It's harsh to say, but meh it's real life.

What section do you drift toward at bookstores?  Non-fiction, history, autobiographies.

Do you like fried chicken?  This will horrify every Filipino ever but I'm honestly not so much a fried chicken fan :( The meat mostly tastes like nothing. When I get fried chicken I literally just peel off and eat the skin/breading, then offer the rest of the meat to someone who might want it. I also usually go for boneless whenever possible because I'm too impatient to go around all the bones and such.

Do you think your parents are proud of you and what you do with your life?  They say they are, so I guess. The way I've been understanding them as I get older is that as long as their kids look like they have their shit together, they won't meddle; and so far I've never heard a word from them except for that one phase when my mom was trying to convince me to partake in our Sunday mass almsgiving. OMG that was soooooooo annoying now that I remember lmao please don't tell me how to allocate my money.

Does anyone in your family smoke?  Not in my immediate family but I have a couple of uncles who do.

Do you enjoy classic rock?  Not really.

How do you discover new music?  Spotify. I'll give them credit – they're fantastic at curating playlists.

List three things that you love about your favorite season.  I don't have a favorite season because we have only one out of the four seasons that the other countries talk about.

Zombies or unicorns?  Uh unicorns I guess?

What are three of the most disgusting foods, in your opinion?  Beans on toast, sausages, and pickles.

Have you ever had a migraine?  Yes, they are awful and put me in such a miserable mood.

What’s one medication that you take every day?  There isn't any.

Who was your third grade teacher?  Her name was Adette. We were also her last class before she migrated to somewhere in the Middle East. Oman, I think?

What’s the weather like today where you live?  It was miserably humid, which sucked because I was outside for like 5 hours straight for an event and had a few moments where I was genuinely scared I would pass out from the heat. Luckily the event planner I was with offered water bottles, which I gladly took. Then it rained very hard that afternoon so everything made sense LOL but fortunately I was already indoors at a café when it started pouring.

What is one thing you like that a lot of people don’t?  Wrestling. It was cool in the 1990s-2000s then quickly turned cheesy and cringey (apparently), but I never left.

What is one thing that everyone else seems to like that you don’t?  Taylor Swift. I find the songs so whiney, plus I can't relate to most of the lyrics anyway.

When was the last time you went swimming?  December I think, when I was last at the beach.

Do you have other identities/words you relate to/associate with but don't necessarily identify as?  Christian/Catholic. I am in the legal sense, but I ditched religion a very long time ago.

How do you want to be perceived as, aesthetically/socially? (i.e dainty, mature, strong, child-like, ethereal, etc.)  Just 'kind' is enough. 'Professional' is also praise I'd gladly accept.

Does your partner share your orientation? (Do they identify the same as you?)  I don't have a partner.

When was the last time you experienced a pleasant surprise?  I met Trina's replacement yesterday and she was sharing all about her past work experience only for me to learn that she used to handle the slew of WWE Manila shows that took place in the 2000s. We got in a brief back-and-forth about that cos I got curious hehe and apparently her involvement goes way back to the days of Mick Foley. It was so awesome to hear.

When was the last time you were in any amount of pain?  Tuesday was unbearable. My entire body was sore and it was the kind of strain that Katinko couldn't fix. There wasn't any one comfortable position I could've put myself in, and there was no other option but to sleep it off just so I'd stop feeling everything at once.

What’s the longest you’ve ever stayed inside? How about outside?  Inside? Fucking pandemic is knocking at the door haha. What was it...7 months maybe? It was May 2020 when I had to go to the hospital for a UTI; then the next time I got to go out was in December that year when I got invited to visit the office for the first time.

Outside, I think a week. That's how long we spent in Bali.

Who was the last person to hug you? Do you hug this person often?  Celeste. Yeah, relatively often as far as workmates. She's a clingier one, which I don't mind as I find her very sweet.

What was the last show you watched? Have you seen it before, or is it something you’re watching for the first time?  Does Run BTS count? Yes, I rewatch episodes all the time.

Do you enjoy Jim Carrey movies?  Not in particular but I have enjoyed the ones I've seen.

Do you remember what the last kind of gum was that you had?  I never get gum.

Do you enjoy watching shows about survival? Why/why not?  Nah, not my vibe.

Do you have any nicknames for your significant other?  No partner.

Have you ever set up your best friend with someone?  Nope.

What’s the worst car accident you or a friend has ever gotten into?  I can't remember the specifics anymore but one of my cousins got into a really rough accident with a huge truck on Christmas week a few years ago, and the entire back of her car got totaled. She spent a few weeks with some sort of assistance – I just can't remember if it had been a brace, cast, crutches, etc...but it got that bad, in any case.

Has one of your exes ever been the cause of a breakup between you and a boyfriend?  I've never been in that complicated of a situation.

What’s something that has made you realize just how much you care and love someone else?  I accepted them for everything that they were. Their hobbies and interests were pretty unconventional for people our age at the time, so it was always hard for them to even talk about those things out loud, but I always spurred them to share so that I could listen.

They also had their own internal problems, like hating the way they looked and judging their tendencies, but it had always been the easiest thing in the world for me to work around those issues with them. In those days I realized I never would've been as attentive to anyone else regarding these things, so that's when it dawned on me that I'd go ridiculous lengths for this person.

What was the name of the last pet of yours that died?  Kimi.

What’s the longest you’ve gone without talking to someone when you were mad?  14 years and counting.

How long does it take you to normally take a shower?  Anywhere between 9-15 minutes.

Have you ever burned incense before?  No it reminds me of church.

Ever been on a picnic?  Between the possibility of my possessions getting snatched and the horrible weather, you'd never see me wanting to have a picnic in the Philippines.

Do you live with your parents?  Yes.

What do you call them?  Mommy and daddy. Sometimes I'd call him dad. That's a funny thing about Filipino language/culure nuances – mom feels completely western (you'll never! hear anyone using that haha), but dad is largely normal hahha.

Do you know one of your best friend's major secrets?  Sure.

Describe their personality in 3 words:  Angela is thoughtful, creative, and selfless. Andi is intelligent, proactive, and passionate.

Are you weary of displaying signs of affection for your significant other around adults? Why or why not?  I used to be flashy with PDA (nothing gross, but still) but then again I was in college. I imagine it would be drastically different these days.

Have you ever had red velvet cake or carrot cake? Have you ever made either of those?  I LOVE red velvet anything. Yes, I used to make red velvet cupcakes with friends. Carrot cake/cupcakes are just nasty for me.

If you could see any band/musician in concert, dead or alive, who would you see?  BTS.

Are the members of your favorite band still alive?  Yes, all of them are still alive. They've had lineup changes but as far as living, they all are hahaha.

Who is your favorite rapper?  BTS' rap line :)

Favorite country singer/band?  None of them.

Favorite female solo vocalist?  Beyoncé and Adele.

Favorite male solo vocalist?  Hozier, but tbh I haven't listened to anything of his in a while.

Favorite female-headed band?  Paramore.

Favorite male-headed band?  Not sure if there's any.

Who was your favorite musician when you were a kid? Beyoncé.

If you had to get a tattoo based off of a movie, what would you get?  Off the top of my head, probably the Vespa from Roman Holiday.

What book series do you like?  Idk if I've been as hooked to any series as much as I've been with Twilight, lmao.

Name one biography you’ve read?  I want to say BTS, because at the end of the day they didn't write the book they put out. I really thought that was going to be the case haha but I guess that was just me putting sky-high expectations on the boys to be writers.

Do you have any reading disabilities?  Nope.

Who are your favorite artists?  Monet.

What is your favorite period of art?  Impressionist.

Do you prefer classic art or modern art better?  Modern. The more provocative, the more I enjoy.

Do you have any art or prints of famous artworks on your walls?  No.

If you are good, or were good, what kind of things do you/do you think you would paint?  My work would probably be filled with social commentaries. I'd love to piss the government off, especially given our current president.

Do you consider architecture an art?  Yes, in a way. Architecture can be so many things and that's what I love about it.

Are you good at photography?  Nah.

Do you know anyone who has ODed or died while high?  Nope.

Is weed really the gateway drug?  No idea.

Who are your closest friends right now?  Angela, Hans, Andi, Reena, Jo.

Have you ever become legit friends with someone you met at work? Yes, Kata and I have been able to keep in touch.

[notsosecret-transgirl]

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My grandparents are dying. My grandpa of Alzheimer’s, and my grandma is almost certain she has breast cancer. She has a biopsy tomorrow. I’m staying with my grandpa to make sure he’s ok. I feel so shit that I haven’t come out in so long. I’ve been neglecting them. And I regret that so much. My piece of shit aunt abandoned my cousin with them, and I should have been here to help. Everyone here is in pain, And I’ve just ignored it. I’m a role model to my cousin. He looks up to me, like I looked up to Tommy before he killed himself, and I just haven’t been here. I got here and he’s spilled his fucking guts to me. He told me that him and his gf broke a condom and they’re worried she’s pregnant. Apparently they’ve thought of keeping the baby. I think that’s enormously stupid given that they’re 15 and literally can’t comprehend the hugeness of that. (I didn’t say it like that) But. I’m pretty sure it’ll end up just being a scare, but nonetheless I offered to make the drive to wherever the nearest abortion clinic is. When I said that he said “but it’s illegal” and that broke my fucking heart. I said no it isn’t, not for this case. I just. This kid has had both of his parents abandon him, and. Well. My grandma has a lot on her plate right now, taking care of my grandpa and my cousin and getting cancer. And that means she’s not in the best position to raise a 15 year old. She’s had so much put on her. Fuck. I just. I can’t just sit back and let this happen you know? Not when I could be helping so much more than I am. Alex, my cousin, is staying home from school just to have a day with me. And I’m so heartbroken that I’ve neglected him just like everyone else has. I just hope that maybe I can kinda put him on a good path as someone he trusts and respects. He’s queer, too, and I just feel responsible for helping him through everything he’s going through. Cause I basically just had to figure this shit out on my own and it was fucking awful. I want to be something of a guiding light because I didn’t really have that at his age. Idk. I’ve been through some shit in my life, I just hope I can translate my shit life into making his a little better. Idk. I talked to him and he listened. That’s a special thing to have I think. A level of influence I didn’t think I had on him. But now that I know, I’m going to try to use it as well as I possibly can. After him and my grandma were out of the room I just cried for a bit. Just this wave of emotion after keeping it cool for them. Idk I’m just so torn up about all of this. The cancer, how bad my grandpa is getting, my cousin being fucked over his whole life by his fucking awful parents. It’s just a lot of really bad news all at the same time. It’s kind of overwhelming, but more-so I’m just resolved to come out here more. To do everything in my power to help them through this.

[adatheromcomaddict]

How You Meet the Cullens + Jacob

Hi! I've decided I'm going to put some of my stuff from Wattpad, over here. If you want to see my Wattpad, its the same username as I have here. Anyway, this is how you meet the Cullens, + Jacob. Probably intended for female readers, but it could mostly go either way... I think. And I do have the girls as well in here.

Edward Cullen:

Edward and you met at school. Of course.

"Um, excuse me?" You asked a small girl, with short brown hair.

She turned around, revealing her pale white skin, and beautiful golden eyes.

"How can I help you?" She asked.

"I was wondering where Mr. Molina's classroom is?" You replied.

"Oh, yes. I can show you the way!" She grabbed your hand, and pulled you down the halls. (Wow, this is turning into an Alice preference)

"Thank you!" You said, when you two arrived at the classroom.

She pointed inside the room, towards a beautiful boy, with golden hair, and dark, dark, eyes. He glared at her, with his hand over his mouth. I turned to look at her, and she winked back at him.

"Uh, thank you. Oh, I never got your name." You said.

"Alice. Yours?" She asked, still smiling.

"Y/N."

"Well, Y/N, looks like you'll be sitting next to my brother, Edward, in there." She waved, and skipped away.

I walked inside the class, towards the boy, and sat down. He looked away, took a deep breath, then turned back to me.

"Hi, um, I'm Y/N. You're Edward, right?" I asked.

"Yes. I-I am." He seemed like he was in pain or something.

Weird.

Jacob Black:

I had lived in the outermost part of Forks for as long as I have lived. (Sounds like a wedding vow)

We were right next to the border of La Push. Therefore, I go to the school in the reservation.

(I have absolutely NO clue what the school is like there, so I'm making it up)

But, I didn't really talk to anyone. I had a few friends from down in the more central part of Forks, Bella Swan was one of them. She recently moved here full time. I hadn't seen her since I was little.

There was this one kid named Jacob who I had met a couple of times, mostly when he played with Bella snd I while our parents went fishing or whatever.

But, since Bella was going to school in Forks, I decided I would try and re-connect with this Jacob, to see if I could hang out with him.

So, I asked around one day at school for what classes he was in, and found out that he was in one of my classes. How did I never notice? Oh, just me and my oblivious self. (Sorry, if you're like- not oblivious?)

Well, I found him one day.

"Jacob, right?" I asked him.

"Oh, yes, oh, oh! Y/N! Hi!" He seemed to be a very nice boy.

"Yes, it's me. Um, I haven't talked to you in years, I'm surprised you remember my name." I explained.

"I'm surprised you remembered mine." He laughed.

"So, uh, I"m kind of wondering if you want to like, hang out or something. Anywhere works. I just need some company." (Bella who?)

"Sire! You could come by my house today after school and we can catch up. Do you like cars?" He asked.

"Depends." I laughed in response.

"Well, you can come help me too. I like to re-build them."

"Sounds like a plan."

Emmett Cullen:

(for this one you are a vampire already, and yes I basically stole Rosalie's life. Also, if I get facts wrong, don't come for me, just tell me *kindly* and I will fix it)

I became a vampire in 1920. Two years after my brother Edward, and one year before my mother Esme.

I'd been a vampire for 15 years already. How time flies

One day I was running through the forest when I heard screams coming from a small patch. I sprinted towards the place, and saw a boy, probably 20, getting attacked by a bear. I shoved the bear off of him instantly, and bit into it, getting it's blood.

I remembered that the boy was watching, and was probably shaken up, not to mention, he was most likely dying. I turned back towards him, wiping a small bit of blood off of my lip, and said,

"Hello, I'm Y/N Cullen."

"E-Emmet. How did you do that?" He asked, very weakly.

"I have my ways. What hurts?" I asked.

"Everything." Of course-

"I'll be right back. Don't move." Not that he really could. I sprinted back to my house. I opened the door, and Carlisle, Esme, and Edward turned towards me.

"Y/N? What is it?" Carlisle asked.

"There's a boy, Emmett. He got attacked by a bear. He's very weak. You need to turn him Carlisle."

They all sprinted into the woods, and I led them towards where Emmett lay. He was still there, but weaker.

Jasper Hale:

(you're a vampire)

Jasper became a vampire in 1863. (I think)

He was telling me his story.

I had recently been turned into a vampire by Carlisle, after he rescued me, and I hadn't really met the rest of the family yet. (You can make up why you had to become a vampire)

When Jasper had finished the story, I said, "Wow."

"That's all I could get out. His story was just, wow....

I forgot, Edward could read my mind. I only remembered when he chuckled after I thought that.

I gave him an internal glare.

Bella was sitting in the corner, with him.

"So, Y/N, tell us your full story." Jasper smiled.

(Sorry, his is kind of short..)

Carlisle Cullen:

It was my first day working at the Forks Hospital and I needed some directions.

I walked up to mid-height man, with blonde hair, and very pale skin.

"Hello, sir?" I asked him, and he spun around.

"Yes, Ms. Y/L/N?" He asked.

"H-how do you know my last name?" I asked in response.

"I heard someone talking about you coming, and you're the only new face around here. We don't get them often." He smiled, and my heart fluttered. Good thing he wasn't like a super-hearer or anything. {;)}

"Well, uhm, I was just wondering where the surgical ward is?" He pointed towards the left, and I smiled slightly, walking away, and quietly looking back at him after I was sure he couldn't see me.

Alice Cullen:

(You had already seen Alice before, but never interacted with her much, like most of the students)

I was walking around in the forest, when I heard footsteps.

"Hello?" I called out.

"Y/N!" A girl replied, I noticed it was Alice Cullen.

"Oh, hello, Alice." I was a bit confused to how she knew my name, but to be honest, I knew her's too and that's a bit strange. But, everyone does talk about the Cullens.

"What are you doing out here in the forest?" She asked me. I didn't have a valid answer. I could say "Just felt like taking a stroll..." or "Oh, I'm working on my steps." but, none of those were true, I really didn't know what I was doing here.

"Uhm, working on my steps, and taking a stroll....??" I questioned myself.

"Oookay then. Would you like to come with me? I can show you some of my favorite spots to relax." The way she said relax made me think she wasn't relaxing, and probably meant running around and exercising. Just what I needed.

"Sure, sounds great." I smiled.

Rosalie Hale:

Everyone that lives in Forks knows about the Cullens. Even the people in the reservation.

There's the three boys, the goofy one, the silent one, and the constipated one.

Then there's the two girls. Alice and Rosalie.

I've talked to Alice, we've said hi.

But in general, I know nothing about Rosalie.

All I know is she is incredibly smart, beautiful, and did I mention gorgeous?

I've never had the guts to talk to her. Maybe it's that I'm a wimp, or maybe it's that she is very intimidating. Probably a mixture of both.

But today, I got lucky, and didn't have to talk to her. She talked to me.

I had noticed her eyeing me a few times, and I never knew if she was looking down on me, in a bad way, or if she was interested in me. Both ways scared me.

Today, she came up to me.

I was sitting at the lunch table with Angela and Jessica, and the new kid, Bella.

"Y/N, can I talk to you really quick?" She asked.

"Uh, uh, yes, yes, sure." I stood up quickly, and while walking away with her, I turned towards Angela and Jess, and they smiled and winked.

"So, what did you want to talk about?" I asked.

"Well, I wanted to know... did you want to hang out sometime?"

"Like, a date...?"

"Uh, yeah. Like a date." She smiled and we both laughed.

"Sure." I smiled back.

Bella Swan:

Apparently, today Chief Swan's daughter is moving to the school.

I'm looking forward to it, I want to make more friends.

I was standing outside, waiting to see if I spotted her, when a big, orange-red truck pulled into the parking lot.

It must be her! I've never seen that truck before.

I ran up to it, when I saw people laughing at it. Whatever, I think it's cool.

She climbed out of her truck, and I probably startled her, standing there.

"Hi! I'm Y/N Y/L/N. You're Chief Swan's daughter, right?" I asked.

"Uh, yes. Bella Swan." She stuck out her hand, and I shook it.

"So, do you want to know anything, anything special?" I asked.

"Um, I'm not sure...." She said, tucking her hair behind her ear. (Ugh, a classic Bella move)

"No worries. Let me show you to your first class." I smiled, and took her hand, pulling her down the hallway.

Esme Cullen:

I was walking around town, alone. A kind of dangerous move, since there have been so many mysterious attacks lately.

I was looking through random stores, when I noticed Esme Platt, (we're just saying she isn't a Cullen because I guess they aren't married...????) Carlisle Cullen's old friend. (I don't even know how to write this...)

"Hi, Esme." I said.

"Oh, hello, Y/N." She smiled.

"How have you been?" I haven't seen her in a while. We've talked a few times.

"I've been good, how have you been?" She replied.

"I'm great. We really should catch up sometime." I said, trying to be subtle.

"Yes, we should. Do you want to go to lunch tomorrow?" She asked.

"Of course! Where do you want to go?"

"Don't worry about me. I won't eat much anyway."

******

So, yeah, that's it. I'm aware that these aren't perfection, bur they were fun to write so, yeah!

I will be posting a lot more now since I'm getting really into writing again ;)

Thank you all for reading, (not that a ton of people are going to read this lol)

And yeah, see you soon! :3

-Ada

[weirdmarioenemies]

Name: Mechakoopa

Debut: Super Mario World

So a very polite anon has humbly requested we write a post about Mechakoopa! They are apparently this person's favorite, so today's their lucky day! See I don't like to brag but, I'd definitely consider myself as part of the top 100 most qualified people to talk about Mechakoopas in the world! And who am I to turn down such a request?

Now the 90s you see, were a turning point for good Mr. Bowser here. With a brand new clown-helicopter thing to pilot around you might think he's all set, but what kind of self-respecting villain would he be without filling his evil lair with a number of Evil Wind-up Toys based on himself? So he does exactly that- a whole fourteen years before Mario stole his idea, mind you!

Yes, you read that right! Despite their name, Mechakoopas are tiny mechanical versions of Big Bowser himself, not just any run of the mill Koopa, which explains their green heads and funky hair! You know how Koopa is actually Bowser's Japanese name? Yeah! They could've localized them as Mecha-Bowsers, but Mechakoopa just flows nicer doesn't it? And he is still technically a Koopa!

"Yo, somebody rang?"

No!! Not you, Mecha-Bowser from Super Mario Sunshine (2002)!! You'll get your turn eventually! Geez! Anyway. Where was I. Oh! Yes!

This is the obligatory part of the post where I'm like “Get a load of this funky guy”! Get a load of this funky guy! Instead of reinterpreting Bowser’s design very literally in toy form, the Mechakoopa is very much its own beast, with its funny beak and little funny legs. Our aforementioned anon mentioned the wind-up key, and oh, what a wind-up key it is! And of course the raisin d’eclair- the fantastic little googly eyes! Oh where would we be without those googly eyes?

Naturally though, Bowser doesn’t just use his toys to populate his spooky castle- he always has to keep a few on his person! So he chucks them at you in the game’s final boss fight, but he didn’t account for the fact that, in this game only, Mario can throw upwards! Oh no! His one weakness! Being pelted with plastic!

By the by, I’ve always thought the original Mechakoopa sprite from Super Mario World looked super funky! The hair almost looks like its on fire! And I like the goofy grin. 

The Super Mario World cartoon decided to interpret this sprite by turning him into a horrible little man. No, I don’t want this! He shouldn’t have arms!

The Mechakoopa’s next appearance in a mainline Mario platformer was in New Super Mario Bros. Wii, where they act... exactly the same as they do in Super Mario World! Cool! This basically established them as modern Mario enemies, but there isn’t much to say other than that!

Like all our posts about Common Mario Enemies, it would probably be boring if I just listed off their every appearance, so I will just bring up the ones that are worth mentioning. For example, Super Mario RPG! In this game, Bowser’s strongest special attack is Bowser Crush, which summons a giant Mechakoopa to stop on foes! According to the Player’s Guide, this Mechakoopa was a top secret weapon developed by Koopa researchers... to stomp flowers and scare butterflies! Wow! That is so so evil! These big guys would definitely live up to the name “Mecha-Bowser”! 

“Hey guys, are you talking about me?”

NO, we are NOT talking about you, Mecha Bowser (with no hyphen) from Mario Kart: Double Dash (2003)’s Bowser’s Castle course! Get the heck outta here! Gosh, some people just don’t know when they’re not wanted!

I am sure after all this you are wondering, they may be mechanical toys but can they do math? The answer is yes obviously! This is Mechakoopa from Mario Party Advance, and they’re a mathematician! They invented Mechakoopa’s Theorem, the very real mathematical theorem that we all used in school! Everyone give them a round of applause!

I’d like to bring up their appearances in the Mario & Luigi games, not because it’s particularly notable, but because of how much I like their sprite and idle animation! Look at the wind-up key spin around and the eyes go up and down! So cute! Oh, and also because in the Superstar Saga remake they replaced the Mecha-Chomp enemies (may god rest their souls)!

Super Mario Maker 2′s final update was an epic win and a #1 victory royale for Mechakoopa fans anywhere, since it not only added Mechakoopas to all four main game themes, but also two brand new variants: the Blasta Mechakoopa (in red) and the Zappa Mechakoopa (in blue)! 

As you might expect, they can Blast (missiles) and Zap (lasers) respectively! I’ve no idea why they added these random functionalities to Mechakoopas specifically, but they’re a lot of fun and some of the most unique projectiles in the game! Zappa? I barely know ‘a! 

Oh, and I almost forgot! They are in Super Smash Bros. as well! Bowser Jr.’s moveset is a treasure trove of little references to Mario gadgets, and even though Bowser no longer tosses these guys from his Clown Car, his son has taken up the job! Only in this game, Mechakoopas explode. Uh oh! They didn’t do that before! Still, I really like popping a Mechakoopa out of its Mechakoopa Compartment just to see it wander around the stage. It’s fun!

Now that’s all I have to say about good old Mechakoopas, but I’d like to give a special shoutout to this guy in particular- the Micro Mecha-Bowser, from Super Mario Galaxy! For a long time, I assumed they were just Mechakoopas with a different design... But this definitely looks like a beefed up version of the Mechakoopa, with their big goofy teeth, their pig nose and their funky cross-hair eyes! These dudes can breathe fire too, so they really are more like Bowser! And if there’s a Micro Mecha-Bowser, there’s gotta be a normal one!

“Whassup? I heard somebody call my name!”

Harumph! Nobody called you, Mecha-Bowser from Super Mario Galaxy (2007)’s Toy Time Ga- Er... hold on a second. You actually are exactly the person I was talking about after all! My mistake! Though I do wish you’d at least give us a heads up when you’re gonna show up, given you’re the size of a small planetoid!

Yeah, the Micro Mecha-Bowsers are named after this big robot from Toy Time Galaxy, Mecha-Bowser (not to be confused with Mecha-Bowser or Mecha Bowser)! Though I have to say, there isn’t much family resemblance! He’s so blue and un-turtle like! Still, this must’ve been my favorite mission in Galaxy as a kid- I’d replay it over and over again just because the idea of climbing on a giant planet-sized robot and dismantling it piece by piece was so cool! It was like Shadow of the Colossus before I knew what the heck that was!

Well that’s about the extent of the Mechakoopa family. Isn’t it fun? There’s a moral to be learned here, and it’s that, uh... little wind-up toys are very charming! Um, I suppose. Look, writing conclusions is hard! 

Mechakoopa

[hintofelation99]

The Justice League Hangs out with Duke

Bruce: Duke, it's time we had the talk.

Duke: Uh... nope. No thank you. I'm not getting the sex talk from Batman.

Bruce: What? No! The Robin talk.

Duke: But, I'm- I'm the Signal now? Isn't it a bit late for a Robin talk?

Bruce: Son, it's never too late, not for this.

Duke: Um. Ok.

Bruce: When Dick, Jason, and Tim first started as Robins they created a tradition. A tradition that continued with Stephanie, Damian, and now you.

Duke: And that tradition is?

Bruce: Taking down the Justice League. By being annoying and slightly terrifying.

Duke: OHHHHHH. Is that why no one from the Justice League talks to me?

Bruce: Yes, yes it is. But don't worry. I made an arrangement that will allow you time alone with league members to continue the tradition. You have a week to prepare.

——————

Duke: Cass, what do I do?

Cass raises an eyebrow at Duke.

Duke: For the Robin tradition thing. I have to take down the entire Justice League in a night using creative, outlandish, and original methods. But it's already been done by Dick, Jason, Tim, Damian, and Steph. So what do I do? How can I be better than all of them.

Cass smirks: Take them down too.

Duke looking at Cass like she's crazy: What?

Cass: Take. Them. Down.

Duke: Holy shit, you are terrifying.

Cass just smiles and leaves.

-> One Week Later <-

Wonder Woman, Superman, Flash, Aquaman, Green Lantern, Black Canary, Martian Manhunter, Dick, Jason, Tim, Damian, and Steph gather in the Watchtower.

Duke: Hey guys, Batman just wanted to go through some training exercises with everyone. He'll be a little late. Harley and Ivy escaped Arkham and are trying to grow penis shaped shrubs in all the public parks. But, don't worry he asked me to go ahead and start with out him.

Green Lantern: Why are you leading this meeting?

Duke: Batman is running late and he wants me to practice leading meetings.

Green Lantern, glaring suspiciously at Duke: Are you about to do that stupid Robin tradition where you torture all of us?

Duke: What Robin tradition? Also, I'm not even a Robin? I'm the Signal.

Green Lantern continues to glare at him.

Superman: Calm down Green Lantern, the Robins never do this in front of each other.

Every League member seems to relax at this.

Duke acting confused: Uhhh, yeah. Ok, we have a few housekeeping things to do according to the list Batman left. So, I'll have everyone pair up for sparring while I handle these individually.

------

Everyone is in the training room working out or sparring. Duke approaches Tim.

Duke: Hey Tim, Bruce wanted you to look in to that Bludhaven case. Is that ok with you?

Tim: Yeah, why wouldn't it be?

Duke: Oh, I just thought it might be difficult considering what Dick did.

Tim: ...What did he do?

Duke: Wait, you haven't noticed? Oh no, I'm sorry I shouldn't have said anything.

Tim: Duke. Tell me what he did.

Duke: Well, Jason said that he replaced all your coffee with decaf.

Tim: THAT BASTARD. No wonder I've been feeling so tired! I'm going to kill him!

Duke: Wait, just stop! I heard that he hid all of it in Green Lantern's room.

Tim: Wait, why there?

Duke: Something about you being afraid of him.

Tim: WHAT?! I'm not afraid of the Green Nightlight! I'm gonna find that coffee then make Dick pay.

Duke: Oh, well cool, good luck!

------

Green Lantern: Um, what are you doing in my room?

Tim: Where is it?

Green Lantern: Where's what?

Tim: You know what I want. Give up now or face the consequences.

Green Lantern: WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

Tim: Fine. Consequences.

------

Steph, sparring with Duke: So, what's it like being the first meta bat?

Duke: Not too bad, but I could do with out the whole 'predict the future' thing.

Steph, laughing: What? You can not see the future.

Duke: I bet you $50 I can

Steph: Your on.

Duke, makes everything around him light up and uses a weird voice: In the next thirty minutes Green Lantern will flee the Watchtower in fear. Soon after Dick will be attacked by Tim.

Steph, snorts in obvious disbelief.

Steph: That was so fake-

Green Lantern runs out of the tower looking terrified.

Steph: No way.

Tim tackles Dick and they start fighting like three year old's on the floor.

Steph, handing Duke $50: Holy shit Magic Man.

Duke makes things light up and does the voice again: Oh my god.

Steph, looking excited: What?!

Duke: The- the sushi. The sushi you brought today, it's made from-

Duke pretends to choke back a sob.

Duke: It's made from the fish who was the maid of honor at Aquaman's wedding.

Steph: HOLY SHIT.

------

Steph and Aquaman sit beside each other for lunch, she pulls out her sushi and looks at Aquaman sadly.

Steph: I am so, so sorry for your loss. But just know that her sacrifice is not in vain.

Aquaman, looks confused for a second then sees the sushi: NOPE. Not this again! I'm leaving.

Steph: Wait! I'm sorry!

Aquaman leaves as Steph tries to chase him down.

------

Jason is laughing and filming as Dick and Tim fight.

Duke, whistles: Man, imagine if that video went on YouTube.

Jason, looking confused: What?

Duke: I'm just saying if the video of Red Robin and Nightwing fighting like kids ever got on YouTube, it'd go viral. Oh and they would be so pissed!

Jason, laughs: Too bad B would kill me if I uploaded this.

Duke: Yeah, I guess so. And you can't upload it here because then Superman would get in trouble.

Jason: Why would the boy scout get in trouble?

Duke: Cause he always uses his YouTube account on the Justice League computer. So it'd look like he uploaded it and B would find out that Superman watches cat videos while he's on monitor duty.

Jason, smirking: Huh, so you're saying if I upload this on the League computer I'd piss off Bruce, Tim, and Dick and get Supes in trouble?

Duke, acting innocent: Huh, I guess so.

-> A Few Minutes Later <-

A call from Bruce comes up on the main computer.

Superman: Hey Batman, what can I do for you?

Bruce: You, Red Hood, cave now.

Jason: What? Why me?

Bruce: Because I saw that little home video you uploaded of your brothers.

Jason: What, that wasn't me!

Bruce: I could hear you laughing while you filmed.

Jason: Dammit.

Jason and Clark leave for the cave pouting like kids.

------

Duke: Hey, Black Canary?

Black Canary: Yes Duke?

Duke: I'm sorry to do this on such short notice, but I'm very worried about Dick and Tim.

Black Canary: Why?

Duke: Well, Tim keeps claiming that Dick is out to get him. Something about Dick messing with his coffee? And Dick feels like he's just being attacked for no reason and is worried about Tim's health. Is there anyway you could intervene?

Black Canary, looking sighing and looking exhausted: Usually I have three days of preparation before dealing with bats.

Duke: I know it's just-

Duke gestures to Tim and Dick rolling on the floor fighting.

Duke: They really need help.

Black Canary: Alright, I'll see what I can do.

Black Canary attempts to intervene only to get pulled into the fight. Now the three of them are tangled in a huge, confusing fight, that's filled with yelling and hair pulling.

------

Duke: Damian! Quick!

Damian: What is it Thomas.

Duke: I think somethings wrong with Dick and Tim and maybe even Black Canary. They're all fighting and won't stop! Can you help me contain them so that we can figure out what's going on?

Damian: Fine. I shall help.

Duke: Ok, just try to herd them into this containment cell.

Damian joins the fight managing to get everyone, including himself, into the containment cell. As Damian is trying to leave Duke closes the cell. Damian angrily yells and bangs on the sound proof walls.

Duke: What? Sorry, can't hear you! My hand slipped!

------

Wonder Woman: Very well done Signal.

Duke, acting innocent: Hm?

Wonder Woman: You tricked Red Robin into scaring Green Lantern away, then into fighting Nightwing. Once that fight broke out you tricked Red Hood into uploading a video to the internet using the Superman's credentials. By uploading that video he caused both himself and Superman to face Batman's wrath. You also used the fight to trick Stephanie into annoying Aquaman to the point of leaving. Then you involved Black Canary in the fight, which was her downfall. And, as a final touch, you managed to get Robin into the fight and trapped all in a containment cell. You successfully eliminated 9 foes with one trick.

Duke: You mean 11.

Wonder Woman: What?

Duke: 11. You see, I didn't trick Red Robin, I tricked Nightwing. I had a week to prepare. In that week I convinced Dick that Tim needed to cut back on the caffeine and that Dick should help by switching all of Tim's coffee with decaf. I also convinced him to hide that coffee in the watchtower, in Green Lantern's room. So that was all true.

Wonder Woman: But, that still does not make 11?

Duke: It does. Because This morning I moved the coffee. I replaced the Flashes decaf with Tim's ultra caffeinated coffee. You see Tim has it specially manufactured to increase the caffeine levels. And, while Flash doesn't usually drink his coffee in the morning, he's always running late and forgets, he does drink coffee during training breaks. Which is now. So in about five minutes we will have an incredibly caffeinated speedster in the Watchtower. And since you're the only one around right now with a chance of catching him, that's your problem.

Right as Duke finishes Flash runs by, majorly hyped up on caffeine.

Duke: Checkmate.

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Martian Manhunter: It appears that I am the last remaining League member.

Duke: Yeah, I don't really understand this tradition but apparently every Robin ends it by picking a favorite league member.

Martian Manhunter: Out of all the League members, why have you chosen me?

Duke: Your smart and have a lot of cool powers. Also, I dunno, I hear you sometimes feel like an outsider with the league. Cause, the whole martian thing. And I know it's not the same but, sometimes I feel like an outsider with the bats, being the only meta and all.

Martian Manhunter: You have chosen me so that we may bond over our lack of connections?

Duke: Uhhhh, yeah?

Martian Manhunter: Hm. Very well, I assume that this is your “Robin Weakness”. Apparently every Robin has one.

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