#i got the clown fever someone call the doctor

[skronky-bird]

Sorry....I just had to. I've got clown fever, clown disease. you could even say...I've gone silly.

[karasunology]

⸙ ˚₊ ➷ IWAIZUMI HAJIME BEING A DAD HEADCANONS! ❞

✎ . . . Herrroooo! 👋🏽 May I request a Baby daddy head canon (The “as dads” head canons lol) please? For Iwaizumi and Nishinoya please and thank you 💞 Love your writing too!!!

❝ ― submitted by @ nonnie <3 ❞

✎ . . . jae idk whether anyone has requested this but is it okay if i request for some iwaizumi and ushi dad HCs 🥺👉🏻👈🏻 ur HCs make me SO soft and tbh i just wanna live in ur imaginations 😢💞

❝ ― submitted by @b0kuto <3 ❞

✎ . . . since you did oikawa as a dad, what about my boyfie iwachann?? and maybe how their kids will interact with each other, thank you if you ever consider💛

❝ ― submitted by @ nonnie <3 ❞

-ˏˋ ➶ character(s) ━ iwaizumi hajime <3

[ trigger warnings ━ slight manga spoilers !! ]

✎ . . . DAD HEADCANONS.

[ SUGAWARA KOUSHI & OIKAWA VERSION. ] [ BOKUTO KOUTARO VERSION. ] [ MIYA ATSUMU VERSION. ] [ KUROO TETSUROU & KOZUME KENMA HEADCANONS. ]

-ˏˋ playing soleil's tape ˊˎ-

[ 📼 ] . . . happy 900 followers and happy birthday lizzie !! @kaidasen , i have two other iwaizumi hcs in my inbox and one being another dad req but not just general hcs and phew i'm tired

IWAIZUMI HAJIME.

➜ i'm not a s*mp but,,,

➜ i would glady offer him my hand in marraige

➜ you two weren't quick to settle down, since the both of you have been busy with your own jobs especially then, trying to survive a comitted long-distance relationship

➜ but now that it has been almost a year since you two got married, hajime knew he wanted to start a family with you

➜ and when i tell you that if MANS EVER EVEN THOUGHT of having children WITH YOU, you're in it for a long long run my love

➜ listen ─ iwa is a rational and decisive man, stubborn too, but overall thinks first before bringing these types lf serious stuff with you

➜ knowing that once you agree, mans will not be able to hold back anymore

➜ it was quite funny actually, since it has been a running joke between you two with your baby fever phase in high school that you soon grew out of when you attended collage.

➜ iwa used to relentlessly tease tf out of you but even then, he couldn't help but be the one that you want to have a child with

➜ now all the left over pride he has vanished away while he looks like a CLOWN as he nervously asked you about starting a family with him

➜ emodiment of👉👈😳🥺

➜ because now it was YOUR turn to tease tf out of him, payback bitch

➜ iwa : what if we . . start a family?? 😳👉👈 haha i'm joking . . . unless??

➜ you : it's funny how bitches turned into my fans💅💸

“ wow how the turn tables ”

“ baby girl, i don't think that's how it ─ ”

“ ─ aha simp ”

➜ but regardless, you immediately agreed to his offer and you BET that iwa would give you payback for all the teasing you have done in the bedroom

➜ ok bet fill me up to the brim sir

➜ okay um chile ,, i have to keep reminding of myself that this is a family friendly show

➜ he may be a little busy with work sometimes, but he'll always try to have time to go with you on your baby check ups and appointments which, he, actually booked the second you told him you were pregnant

➜ but whenever he doesn't, he would always be a lot more affectionate whenever he goes home to see you and would hear how you talk about updates from the doctor as he just RUBS YOUR TUMMY as he apologizes for not coming with you😭

➜ when you gave birth to a beautiful hanako, iwa couldn't help but cry because wow??YOU ARE SO WONDERFUL AND HE IS SO PROUD TO HAVE YOU AS HIS WIFE, AND YOU GAVE HIM THIS LOVELY MASTERPIECE OKAY AIGHT

➜ hajime didn't really care about gender now, but before he actually wanted a son, but as i said now, all his mind was just about you and your daughter ─ his precious girls

➜ besides, he has all the time in the world to make a son with you or two

➜ hanako, no matter how sweet she could be ─ she is lowkey a little shit too

➜ prefers hajime over you but would LOVE to rile him up and make it seem that she prefers you over him

➜ he would be a strict father, but such a softie for his daughter that he forgets why he even was mad when your daughter pulls up with THE TRUMP CARD with the same puppy eyes you always used on him

➜ like mans was already a goner but aight

➜ gets FLUSTERED AND EMBARESSED whenever hanako wants him to play with her with her dolls and he also has to act out with her lmao, but we all know she was doing it on purpose

➜ your daughter is a   s a d i s t

➜ makes her dad watch all the OLD barbie movies because she doesn't👏like👏the👏new👏ones👏

➜ periodt 😡💅

➜ has grown to LOVE the thought of being a princess AND HAJIME CALLS HER PRINCESS ALL THE TIME AHH

“ but daddy i'm a princess !! of course i need a prince ” hanako pouted as iwaizumi's tick mark just grew with the thought of his daughter having another boy in her life other than him ( and oikawa & perhaps future brothers😳 )

“ why would you need a prince when you already have your knight in shinning armor here, ” he gestured vigorously to himself with his hands moving up and down from his head to toe

“ oh yeah! i guess i'm okay with that ” your daughter giggled before calling out to you as she saw you coming into her line of sight, reaching her hands out for you to carry her

➜ and by the time you have her in your arms, she would always nuzzle her little head onto your neck, but this time, before he could, she looked back at her father ─ but this time with a mischievous glint

“ ─ for now ” she smiled cheekily before tugging you to head over to kitchen because one, she wants to get away from her father's intense aura emitting from him, and two, she was hungry

➜ as you can see, bb girl loves to rile up her father, but as i said, iwa could never stay mad for too long

➜ would, yes, kinda yell at his kids, but would NEVER EVER hit them

➜ would kinda BONK🔨💥 them but not the childhood traumatizing methods

➜ he has strong beliefs that hitting children are a no-go, because it would probably affect them in the future, and there are other, better and appropriate ways to handle them without leaving them in child trauma

➜ since argentina is close to california where you and iwa have settled down, you bet that oikawa BEGGED them to have a small little reunion atleast every other three months LMAO

➜ and when you gave birth to your son, hayato, oikawa's offer did not STOP, and when oikawa finally had the time to visit you guys with his family ─ it was chaotic.

➜ first of, hanako is so mean to oikawa for some reason but she also kinda likes him too?? 😭

➜ oikawa : that's so upsettin😔

➜ then moves to hayato because unLIKE A CERTAIN SOMEONE, hayato being the precious bb boy he is, accepted all the love oikawa would give him

“ hana-chan, yahoo !! ” before uncle tooru could engulf hanako as he ran up to her with arms open wide, she avoided his figure as he went pass her and hit himself on a lampost

➜ with a blank stare, she crouched to his cowering figure as he rubbed the spot on his head that hit the post while whining, poking his side in curiousity.

“ uncle, are you alright ─ ”

“ ─ oi, shittykawa what are you doing ─ ”

➜ as you and your husband along with oikawa's wife and kids, run up to where the two duo were crouching, your toddler son tilted his head innocently

“ shittykawa . . . ? ”

➜ usually these reunion day would always end in traditional family dinner with the iwaizumis and the oikawas ─ and after that, their offsprings just couldn't get away from each other when it's time to go 🥺

“ i don't want them to leave :( ” hayato pouted as he wouldn't let go of his little tug on akiro's sweater

“ hana-chan !! ” hikaru clung onto hanako as hanako quietly glared at him, trying to shake him off while she shyly held onto akio as aiko starts scolding her little brother

➜ also side note : you bet that they would come back to japan just to attend aobajohsai

➜ anywh0res😍

➜ iwaizumi is the type of dad that would give EQUAL amounts of love to his children, would never have favouritism with his children because that shit actually hurts ngl😔

➜ would arm wRESTLE with hayato but he doesn't wanna hurt him so he would always let him win though it may cost his pride

➜ someone thirst with me about his arms please😭😭

➜ when he's soft'ish

➜ it was near father's day and you have been planning for it along with your children but you guys were anything BUT LOWKEY

➜ iwaizumi could literally hear giggling in one of the rooms and he goes to check it out and sees nodding vigorously at hayato.

➜ wanting to join in the fun, he opened the door and leaned onto the door frame expecting for you to call for him to join you guys

➜ but to his suprised, you guys stayed unusually quiet while your two kids avoided eye contact with him

➜ iwaizumi was upset being left out, but didn't really comment on it. but as father's day rolls in with your two kids waking him up as he goes down to the kitchen to see his favourite breakfast along with some cards from hanako and hayato, and with you smiling warmly at him as you took off your apron before kissing him a goodmorning in his cheeks ─ he knew it was worth it, whatever you guys were planning

“ ew, mommy kissed dada!! ” shrieked by your children as hajime stuck a tongue at them as he grinned at you, lovesick, before he could get to steal kiss on your lips, you pushed his head to look at the opposite side

“ brush your teeth first, and THEN, i will think about kissing you ”

[rainiedeforest]

Chengqing Soldier/nurse(doctor) AU

This was... super funny to write, cause it’s one of my favourite ship of the drama/book/and so. And much longer that what I thought but... Nevermind. Thank you for the ask~ I hope you like it. 

“The war is over! The war is over!” Shouted a man entering at the camp. It wasn't long before he was surrounded by a group of men, all of them waiting for what the radio would say.

A male voice began to relate the latest advances and the meetings that would take place to sign the treaties that would end one of the most bloody and deadly events in the history of humanity.

Wei Ying rushed over to Jiang Cheng, the young man lying on the cot with his hand on his abdomen.

“Jiang Cheng! It's over! It's over! We can come back home!” He yelled excitedly. His face was cut from glass from an explosion, but that didn't seem to matter to him. On the contrary, he was seen as the same happy and carefree boy he was before the war. However, his entire face darkened when he realized that something was wrong with whom he considered his brother. “What happens?”

“Nothing...” he said, trying not to show the wounds, but Wei Ying was much faster and pulled the covers that covered him. He hissed when he felt a hand close to the wound, and his eyes locked on the other man's. “So it’s over? Will we go home with A-Jie?”

“Yes... We'll be back... But first you should go and have that wound looked at,” he replied worriedly, kneeling next to the cot and looking at him worriedly. “Since when do you have it?”

“Wei Ying, I'm fine.”

“No, you are not. Come on,” he said, turning around so he could climb onto his back. “Let's go so someone can see it.” Jiang Cheng went to complain, but was soon cut off. “Don't say anything and get on! I promised your parents that I would protect you. And we'll both go home together.”

Jiang Cheng would have complained, insulted him, hit him if he felt better. Not because he didn't appreciate his attempts to care for him, but because he didn't know how to thank him except in such a sullen and brusque way. He was just like his mother, he had the same communication skills... And his father... Well, he wasn’t a marvel by showing that he loved others. With such genetic and examples, how did you expect him to achieve it?

So, swallowing all his pride, he climbed onto his brother's back and let him take him to the field hospital near the camp. They had taken over the mansion of an executed Japanese businessman and used its land and building to be able to treat the wounded in a much more hygienic way than in the middle of the field.

Wei Ying walked in with Jiang Cheng on his back, and soon a nurse appeared, helping him lay him out on one of the few free beds.

“I'll call the doctor right away.”

“Hurry up!” Wei Ying yelled at her when he saw the woman disappear through some wooden and glass doors.

“Wei Ying, stop scaring everyone. I'm not going to die.”

A surprised groan escaped his lips when he heard him, pinching his arm.

“Of course you are not going to die. If you do, I'll go after you to bring you back.”

A smile crossed the lips of Jiang Cheng, who continued to clutch at the wound. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he had resigned himself to it all. Soon the clatter of shoes echoed across the floor and a figure positioned itself by the bed.

“What happened?”

Jiang Cheng widened his eyes upon hearing that soft yet strict voice and laid it on the figure, who was looking at him with a frown. It was a girl, a young woman dressed in a white coat and a stethoscope around her neck.

“We're waiting for the doctor,” Jiang Cheng said, even though he wouldn't care if the woman was with him until he came. This seemed to amuse and offend her in equal measure, as she quickly pushed Wei Ying off the bed and began to strip Jiang Cheng from the waist up. “W-w-what are you doing?! Let go!”

“How do you want me to see what happens to you if you don't let me see the wound?” The woman asked curtly, causing Wei Ying to laugh.

“Are you the doctor?”

“No, the clown,” she growled before pointing a finger at him. “Are you going to help me undress him so I can treat whatever he has or are we going to continue to comment the obvious?”

He didn't need to be told twice. Wei Ying began to undress him and put his uniform shirt on the bedside table, moving further away so that the young woman could occupy herself. The doctor leaned slightly and looked at the wound, touching the nearby area and clicking her tongue.

“Since when?”

“Since when what?” Jiang Cheng asked rudely, feeling extremely uncomfortable that it was precisely a woman who was taking care of him.

“The wound. Since when do you have it?” Anybody could tell she was trying very hard not to hang him right now. And it was exasperating. The room was full of wounded soldiers and that he was making her job difficult...

“Two days. There was an explosion due to a bomb and the shock wave caught me. Happy?”

She looked at him in surprise, her mouth widening in disbelief.

“Did you really just ask me if I'm glad you got caught in a shock wave from a bomb?” His words had hurt her and he knew it. The young doctor took a deep breath and began to give orders to one of the nurses, who soon returned to her side with everything she had asked for.

She cleaned the wound and removed the small pieces of shrapnel from the bomb, starting with the suture before covering it with bandages. Afterward, she administered a pain reliever and left, refusing to speak to him.

“Don't get out of bed. You have to rest.”

“Hey!”

The woman left and Wei Ying stayed with him until a nurse asked him to leave. Jiang Cheng stayed in that hospital all alone, listening to the complaints and breathing of the rest of the patients. The nurses moved from one side to the other, although with less bustle than before, at least, until the whole room was silent.

He was dozing every few minutes, not tired enough to fall asleep, but not active or entertained enough to stay conscious.

Every now and then he would see the doctor pass by, working late into the night. Then he watched her do her rounds before going, he supposed, to rest. Jiang Cheng knew that he had misbehaved, had not answered her in the best way, and had underestimated her just for being a woman. Big mistake. His mother would have ripped his head off if she had found out. She would rip it off if she found out, because despite the teachings and widespread thinking of the society, his mother had never educated him to think that way.

And he didn't think that about her beloved sister Yanli. His A-jie was the strongest, hard-working woman he had ever met. Putting her in the same group would be unfair.

The next morning, Wei Ying was there on time like clockwork, smiling broadly at him.

“How did you spend the night?”

“Bored. I've barely slept,” he answered dryly, thanking him for helping with the pillows.

“Why didn't you ask the pretty doctor to give you another pain reliever?” Jiang Cheng looked at him bored. “Not even the nurses?”

“Wei Ying...”

“Okay, okay... Listen. I have to go to town to present some reports that have been requested from our unit. I'll be away for a few days. Do you think you will be able to stay alive during the time I’m away?”

Jiang Cheng snorted, crossing his arms, but nodding. He wouldn’t hold him longer than necessary, especially if the higher command had demanded that he submit those reports, even if he knew he would take longer than expected. They said their goodbyes as warmly as possible both of them could, and Jiang Cheng was alone again.

However, as the hours passed, he got worse and worse. His head was spinning, he was horribly hot, and his eyes were closing tightly. He'd started to sweat as if he'd been doing the most demanding of exercises, and before he knew it, he'd lost consciousness.

By the time he woke up, Jiang Cheng's entire body felt heavy and sore. His eyelids weighed horrors, as if they were made of metal. Apparently the clarity of the day was evident wherever he was. Wearily and heavily, he opened them to find himself in a completely white room, with several beds, some of them already empty.

Jiang Cheng tried to get up. A lash of pain jolted him and made him stay still, as did a not-pretty curse from his mouth. He could hear the chirping of a bird, and the tranquility of some conversations. He licked his lips. They were like two scouring pads. They were split and dry like his mouth. The door opened, letting in a woman in a white coat as if he were a heavenly angel.

“He's awakened,” the woman said softly, coming to his side and leaning in beside him. “How long have you been awake?” The voice was familiar. He had already heard it. Oh sure, the doctor.

“What happened?” He asked, looking around the room and fixing it on the doctor's face. Now that he could, he paid attention to her a little more. Petite, with a soft face and dark hair in a loose bun, as if she had done it quickly. “My whole body hurts.” The woman just looked at him silently before letting out a small laugh.

“It’s normal. Your fever rose as soon as the young man who brought you here left. We have managed to control the temperature, but we have to check what has caused it,” she replied, helping him to sit up slightly. She put her hands back on his shirt, this time his pajamas, and began to undo the buttons. Jiang Cheng looked horrified. He wasn't used to being undressed by any woman.

“W-what are you doing?!” He asked again and seemed to have returned to the first day in the hospital. Jiang Cheng's eyes were wide with surprise and disbelief; He had even stuttered and his voice had come out in a torrent of highs and lows, just like when his voice began to change. The woman seemed to find it amusing, as she put a hand to her lips, trying to hide her smile.

“I have to treat and check the wound,” she answered calmly, as if she had already had to endure something similar, and, after struggling with the young man, she stripped him of his shirt and pointed to some bandages, which covered his abdomen. She worked in silence for several minutes. The wound was necrotic, but the surrounding skin was beginning to take on a slight pinkish hue that indicated proper recovery. The high fever must have been due to the action of the body to try to heal him naturally. She changed the bandage and put the shirt back on, much to the embarrassment of Jiang Cheng, who felt like a little boy. “It’s done. You better rest.”

“Jiang Cheng,” he replied quickly when he saw her try to leave. “My name is Jiang Cheng,” he replied. The woman simply nodded and, bowing her head slightly, said goodbye. “W-wait! What is your name?” He asked before watching her disappear through the door. “I want to be able to thank you.”

“I don't need your thanks, Mr. Jiang, because it's my job. Although… I accept them, ” she said before leaving without saying her name.

The recovery was considerably faster than Jiang Cheng expected at first. In a few days, the wound hardly hurt, and in a few more days, he was able to go outside for walks in the gardens to get some fresh air.

He saw the doctor, whose name he still didn’t know, working on several occasions. She always worked. There were only a few times when he didn't see her working, but she was in the company of a tall young man with a boyish, sweet face. It was on those occasions that she laughed. Carefree, relaxed, happy. It was like a breath of fresh air. And, to his surprise, always, always, the doctor had some kind word for him, even if he had behaved like an idiot.

One of the mornings in which she went again to check how his injury was -one of the last, since one of his superiors wanted to send him back to the front and had told him so by letter- he steeled himself and asked him for a date. Well, he tried, because what came out of his lips was a pretty pathetic, babbling, and hardly meaningless attempt.

He didn’t know her name and he also knew that he had been the worst with her, so no affirmative answer was expected. However, the young woman looked at him, brushing her hair from the bangs that had fallen over her eyes, and accepted. And Jiang Cheng couldn't have been happier.

“I hope it's not until very late; I must work tomorrow and you, rest.”

“I promise it won't be. But…” The woman looked at him silently, waiting for him to continue. “You still haven't told me your name.”

“Wen Qing,” she replied before leaving. “Be punctual.”

He didn’t know how he did it, but he managed to be prepared as best he could and wait with a bouquet of poppies that he had taken in a field near the hospital. It didn't take long for Wen Qing to come out, gazing at the poppy bouquet with a raised eyebrow.

“I thought you would like them,” Jiang Cheng said.

“Uh... If I didn't know about the poppies applications, I'd think you're trying to poison me.”

Jiang Cheng looked at the small bouquet in confusion, not quite sure what she was referring to, until the girl smiled and took it from his hands.

“Come on, let's go before sunset.”

They walked through the town, enjoying the environment they were in as best they could. It was difficult to concentrate when there was still a lot to be resolved from the war. They both sat on a nearby bench and watched the soft orange rays tint the mountains. He didn't quite know how, but he took her hand and squeezed it silently. She didn’t make any sudden movement that would suggest that she disliked him.

“Wen Qing,” he began. He had to tell her now. He couldn't deny that he felt a certain attraction to the pretty doctor who had been taking care of him all this time. “I have to tell you something.”

“What is it?” She asked, turning her head and piercing him with those two big, expressive eyes that seemed to read his soul. Jiang Cheng felt naked. He didn't dare tell her.

“They'll send me to the front again tomorrow,” he snapped. The light that shone in the woman's eyes disappeared as soon as it had arrived. Wen Qing simply nodded. “And... I don't know if we'll see each other again...”

“I thought the war was over,” she answered quietly, trying to stay professional at all times.

“Apparently, there are still some militarized areas that have to...”

Wen Qing stopped him and nodded.

“I get it. It is your duty after all.”

He didn't expect those words, but Jiang Cheng didn't know what to say to him. He had cowed again. Wen Qing remained silent for a bit longer until he felt her squeeze his hands back. He hadn't let go of her hand.

When it was time to part when they got to the hospital, where that boy with boyish face was already waiting for her, Wen Qing walked him inside to bed. But, before she could leave, he called her.

“Miss Wen,” Those two expressive eyes looked up at him before waiting for an answer. Jiang Cheng reached inside his pocket and took out a small handkerchief with a delicately carved and lacquered wooden comb. He handed it to her. “Don’t forget about me.”

The woman watched him silently before taking both.

“I won’t.”

Jiang Cheng returned home after a long and tortuous months. He was one of those many survivors who still didn’t understand why, being less capable than others, were still alive. Perhaps it was due to the chance factor of luck or it was some design of the gods.

Jiang Cheng was greeted with great joy and humor by his family. Along with Wei Ying, they were the only men who had returned. His father had passed away years before at the front, may the gods take care of him. His sister had enlisted as a nurse and had recently gotten married. Even his mother, who had been most affected by the whole matter of the war since and looked tired and emotionally devastated, gave him a small smile, even when he informed everyone of the decision to move from a city to the north.

He continued to write letters to his entire family, especially to his older sister. In the letter he was reading at the time, she informed him of her pregnancy and of Wei Ying's progress in a small music school where he worked with an officer he kept persecuting. In her letter, at the end, as in all the others, she asked him to take care of himself and to visit her more often, that she missed him a lot and that she was very proud of him.

Chest puffed out with pride, Jiang Cheng folded the letter and laid it resting on the table, next to the steaming cup of coffee. He leaned against the white metal chair in the café, western-inspired coffee like everything at the time, and dropped his lids open when he heard a laught. Expressive eyes watched him from the opposite chair.

“Did I keep you waiting long, Mr. Jiang?”

“It's worth the wait, Mrs. Jiang,” he replied with a small smile when he looked at the comb decorating the woman's bow.

He always thought that the war had been a mistake, and that paying attention to Wei Ying about going to the hospital was crazy, but he had to say -something that he would never recognize his brother- that that decision had only had one good thing; it had brought Wen Qing into his life.

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Wooden Overcoats S2 Ep7 - There Ought to be Clowns

“[Name]’s been offered a deal with the devil.”

“I didn’t want to frighten the elephants.”

“Sometimes you can’t beat good old fashioned live entertainment.”

“I mean, sure the knife thrower should have been trying to avoid her targets.”

“Did you enjoy yourself?”

“I thought you had a panic attack.”

“You can finally tell her how much she’s meant to you.”

“What if I panic and eat her?”

“You should ask for a refund.”

“I felt so sure it was the worst thing ever!”

“That really does mean a lot.”

“Ooh, that’s an odd name, isn’t it!”

“Shall we sit?”

“Would you like to smell a flower?”

“I’m sorry. It’s a compulsion.”

“I was young, scared of everything!”

“Why would a lovely young lady like you want to be a silly old thing like me?”

“Other people can get on with their own lives.”

“You’re the most important person on this planet - and so am I.”

“You will remember, won’t you?”

“I never liked goodbyes.”

“More of a proposition, I think.”

“I’m not trying to be evasive.”

“Do you really actually think it could work?”

“How could either of us look him in the eye?”

“I ought to be getting to bed.”

“I’m ready for my breakfast!”

“I still pay your wages occasionally!”

“Do you think you’ll be getting up today?”

“You hesitated!”

“It’s just she seems so odd.”

“[Name], a broken foot doesn’t mend overnight. It will take six weeks at least.”

“[Name] sleeps for no more than half an hour each night. Do you really trust his judgment?”

“I need rest and relaxation and if I’d known the only way to get any was breaking my foot in a mining disaster, I’d have done it years ago.”

“I may know nothing about the law, but nor does anyone else!” 

“The wreckage of a car has been discovered having crashed into a tree.”

“I need my arms to hit things!”

“You and your brother are determined to ruin every suit I own!”

“What about her? In the top hat and big boots.”

“Big fan of the whip.”

“Grieve, everybody, grieve!”

“You call that grieving?”

“Let the whole world know our pain!”

“I will have you thrown to the lions!”

“I won’t lie. That was pretty hot.”

“Why is she still talking to me?”

“So what? I’ve got magicians coming out of my ass.”

“Take her away. Give her every assistance.”

“I’m a severely ill man. What’s the worst that can happen?”

“If I drop down dead, she’ll just inherit the whole business.”

“There’s a dead clown in the corridor.” 

“There’s a dead clown in the cupboard.”

“I think surprised is a fair word to use, [Name]. There’s also perplexed, concerned, incensed….” 

“Have you accidentally agreed to do a funeral for not just a clown but a number of clowns?”

“How much are we being paid for all this?”

“Is he crying?”

“Am I an idiot?”

“I seriously need some coffee.”

“Rip the floorboards up! Use the doors!”

“We’ve got to believe in ourselves!”

“Why is life?”

“I hate music!”

“Looks like those ducks aren’t going off that merry-go-round any time soon!”

“There’s no sign of life at the funeral home.”

“She’s terrifying!”

“I am here to discuss a funeral and I don’t mind whose it is!”

“Don’t worry. She can’t do that. There’s a law against it.”

“How are you adjusting to your new life together?”

“[Name] is in a pretty bad way. He’s got a fever. I gave him some tablets, but he really should see a doctor.”

“I’ve taken my shoes off. I’m drunk.”

“I don’t really have a room anymore.”

“If we’re getting destroyed, we’re getting destroyed with dignity!”

“I’ll fill your life with spiders!”

“That’s just a vase.”

“This is a terrible plan.”

“Why does everyone have a secret lair except us?”

“It looks like a laboratory.”

“This one here is empty. It’s reserved for me.”

“This place has everything!”

“It says rhubarb.”

“Why in god’s name are you in your dressing gown?”

“That is incredibly unhygienic!”

“You may have the technology and the rhubarb-”

“You used magic!”

“I don’t think you really exist!”

“If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to faint, and I hope it’ll be on your conscience!”

“That’s not what I want from you.”

“It’s serious, I’m afraid. You’re going to have a baby.”

“It never ends.”

“If you think you’re about to annoy someone, don’t do it.”

“Do you know how old I am? Neither do I.”

“I look out the window and all I can see is another hospital I’m meant to be at.”

“Why does anyone do anything?”

“What’s your poison? Aspirin? Morphine?”

“Wait here. Don’t damage anyone.”

“Why does anyone do anything? Because it matters.”

“I didn’t have any aspirin so I brought you some Legos.”

“If you’re determined to knock me out, couldn’t you just put me to bed?”

“The Lord Jesus was said to have turned water into wine, which was a pretty nifty trick, but wouldn’t it have been even niftier if he’d done it whilst flinging himself around on the flying trapeze?” 

“I find them a bit scary.”

“I suddenly feel silly.”

“They might be wearing hospital gowns on a breezy night, but god help me, I’ve never known anybody want something quite so much before.”

“[Name], you win.”

“A spectacle worthy of their genius!”

“Am I mad or are they?”

[cordoniasmost]

As the World Burns - Part 3

Story: Blood Bound

Pairing: MC (Amy) x Adrian x Jax x Dracula x ? (it’s basically a clown car up in here, y’all!)

Warnings: Language, violence, sexual innuendo/discussions, pregnancy

Word Count: 1333

Find Part 2 Here

A/N: When I stumbled on the theory about MC being pregnant as the reason for the “darkness within” line from yesterday’s chapter of BloodBound (Book 2, chapter 14), I had to write something super dramatic and funny (read: ridiculous) because what’s life without a little whimsy? Haha :)  This series is going to be 3-4 parts (maybe 5…).  Enjoy!

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Adrian blinked at her, eyes going wide. Jax spoke first. “How the f-”

“I know you probably have a thousand questions,” she cut him off, holding up her hand to stop him. “But I have no idea how to answer literally any of them. I was hoping the two of you might be able to tell me how the hell this happened.”

Adrian had gone rigid, his spine straight, his jaw falling open slightly. He looked like he was in a state of shock, his hand going slack in hers. His wide eyes appeared to look through her as if he’d seen a ghost. She wanted to slap him. 

“Adrian!” she snapped, hoping to bring him back to the moment. Jax was a relatively new vampire and the odds he’d heard of anything like this before were low. Adrian might have some more information for them if he could just get past his semi-comatose state. 

“I didn’t even think this was possible,” Jax said, running a hand down his face. “Obviously super sperm is the answer. Right, Adrian?” he said, poking Adrian in the side with his elbow, trying to lighten the mood. “The timing isn’t great, what with Gaius on the loose and the world burning down around us, but a baby’s not ever a bad thing.”

Yeah, unless it’s a demon about to burst forth into the world and do who knows what. She’d worry about that later. First, they needed answers and not just to a few questions.

Adrian blinked slowly, his eyes refocusing on her. “Amy, are you alright? I know this is a lot for you to take in as well. Jax and I will be with you every step of the way,” Adrian said, his grip on her hand tightening reassuringly. 

Jax nodded in agreement. “Adrian’s right, no matter what a baby is a good thing and we could use a little more of that right now.”

Could she actually get on board with this? Could they actually do this as some big demented family unit? Guess we’re going to find out, she thought.

***

The next morning, she woke with her limbs tangled between the two men’s bodies. None of them had been in the mood for anything particularly carnal the night before considering what she’d had to tell them. They were all lost in their own thoughts, but as usual she was their number one priority. They enclosed her in a cocoon of their bodies, wanting to make sure her and the baby felt safe and comfortable enough to sleep. Both of them would make great dads.

The problem was, though, that she didn’t know if Jax or Adrian were the father of this baby, or if it was someone else. She’d also had that unfortunate time with Drac. She had no idea if gravity would have even made getting pregnant possible and up until yesterday she hadn’t even known being impregnated by a vampire at all was a possibility. She was just grasping at straws at this point.

There was also the possibility that there had been others along the way that she couldn’t remember. She’d spent a lot of time in clubs and cabarets drinking and just partaking in general debauchery. Her memory was spotty at best. It wasn’t her proudest moment, but she didn’t regret the choices she’d made. Her life had been one big fever dream since she’d met Adrian but it definitely kept her on her toes. She felt more alive now than she ever had before.

Besides the whole how had this happened? question, the first thing she wanted to know was who’s baby this was. Amy figured it wouldn’t matter so much to Adrian or Jax but if this baby wasn’t either of theirs… She tried not to let her mind even go there. She’d had the most sex the most consistently with the both of them. It had to be one of theirs, right? There’s only one way to know for sure.

When she felt them beginning to stir, she sat up. They didn’t keep secrets from each other and she needed to be totally honest and ask for their help. From now on, no more random hookups, she promised herself. This feeling of helplessness and not knowing was gross and she didn’t want to have to feel it again, especially now that she knew she could, in fact, get knocked up by a vampire. 

“Morning, Amy,” Jax said, voice still groggy. He smiled up at her warmly, leaning up on one of his elbows and rubbing his eyes with his other hand. Adrian sat up, hair rumpled from sleep, and said, “What’s wrong?”

She sighed. “Nothing? Everything? I don’t even know where to begin. The thing that’s bothering me most, though, is that I don’t know who this baby’s father is. I need to figure it out and sooner rather than later.”

“That makes sense, I was wondering myself how it would all work and when we’d be able to find out,” Adrian said.

“If the baby comes out with almond-shaped eyes we’ll know it’s mine,” Jax quipped. 

“Ha ha,” Amy said, her eyes narrowing. “I’m serious. I was researching it yesterday and they can do a DNA test as early as 8 weeks along and all the doctor would need is a blood sample from me and all the potential fathers.”

Adrian’s eyes widened. “Wait, what do you mean ‘all’?”

She shifted uncomfortably under both of their penetrating stares. “You know, you, Jax, Drac…” 

Jax groaned. “I forgot you hooked up with that douche pirate. I don’t even know how you let him that close to you, Amy.”

She shrugged. “He’s Dracula, Jax. How could I not?”

He chuckled. “I guess I see your point, but still. Gross.”

“Besides,” she said, choosing to ignore his comment. “He was terrible. You’d think that centuries of being a sexual being would have taught him a thing or two but no. He was the most selfish lover I’ve ever encountered.” She shuddered at the memory, one she’d rather just forget.

“What do you need us to do, Amy? We can handle this discretely and figure it out as soon as possible. I can call my personal physician who will undoubtedly be delicate in this situation and might have some more information to give us as well,” Adrian said, his voice taking on his in control CEO tone.

“That sounds like a good place to start. Unfortunately, we’re going to need to get a blood sample from Drac and I’m certain he’s not going to make it easy on me, particularly considering that we stole the Eye from him before leaving him to deal with The Order.”

Adrian winced. “That’s a good point. How do you suggest we handle him, then?” Amy knew what she was about to suggest was going to horrify all three of them equally, but she would never have the answers she needed the most unless they did this. She had to face facts. Dracula was a fame whore, someone who got off on the meaningless attention of the masses. It was what meant more to him than anything and he was in the position of power in this situation. She had formulated a plan during the night when she couldn’t sleep but she knew it’d be a long shot to get Adrian and Jax to agree to it.

She sucked in a breath, preparing herself for the fight to come. “We’re going to offer him something he won’t be able to refuse in exchange.”

Adrian’s eyebrows shot up in question, Jax shook his head gently. “I don’t like where this is going, Amy…” he said.

“Yeah, I figured that’s how you were going to feel but this is important. We’re all going to have to do things we’re not going to like.”

Adrian sighed heavily. “What are we going to have to do?”

“Have you ever heard of something called The Maury Show?”

[guesswho-mp3]

[ Slim Shackled Wrists ]

Au: joker!kai x reader | Pairing: character x reader | Warning: manipulation, mention of crime/violence, joker!kai being a sexy mf | Rating: 16+ | Word Count: 1.4k

Her newest patient was unceremoniously dumped in his seat, the guard quick to shackle him to the table. Despite the fact that the cuffs provided ample protection from physical interaction on his part; the guard stood directly behind the newest inmate, hawk eyes daring him to move out of line. “Thank you sir, I can take it over from here, you may leave.”

“You sure, lady? It’s not safe to be alone with this guy. I saw what this psycho did on the news, he’s like a mad dog with rabies,” he warned. A high pitched cackle escaped the clown’s maws, the guard’s face quickly morphing into anger, burning red as he raised his hand in retaliation. “Shut up freak,” the order was punctuated with a firm push to the back of his head, resulting in it nearly smacking the table.

She stood up from your chair at the aggravated abuse. “That’s enough! Do not refer to my patient as a freak, he is here to receive professional help. Unless you want me to write a formal complaint against you, I suggest you go.” The guard scoffed but nonetheless turned towards the exit, the jokester snickering and waving as best he could in his restraints, sing songing bye bye.

“Stuck up bitch, don’t say I didn’t warn ya,” he muttered, shaking his head. With one last glance to the duo he shut the door, the resounding clang echoing in the sterile room and she turned to see the eyes of Gotham’s Most Wanted surveying her. The news had only ever managed to get shots of the back of his head when he was on his rampages, and even then they were always blurry from being captured at night.

Sitting across from him, she felt a weird sense of pride being able to be so up close and personal with the man who had the city on the edge of their seats for the past two months. Still despite his misdeeds there was something undeniably alluring about him. With all her years as a shrink, she felt like she was the one needing help this time with the very unprofessional thoughts poisoning her mind. There was a pull in her gut, something that made you want to stick her hand in the fire just to feel the sweet pain of it licking at her fingertips.

His garish orange jumpsuit seemed to devour him, a far cry from the stocky brutes that frequented Arkham, but she could see the faint outline of lean muscle from underneath the fabric. Emerald green hair and tiny flecks of white face paint around his hairline added to his mysterious and twisted persona. Red rimmed eyes, some fresh purple bruising near his jaw, probably from his scuffle with Batman, that brute. Refined nose. Porcelain cheek bones. Two shallow scars extended outward from his plump lips, giving him the appearance of a smile, how cute—

She cleared your throat. “I apologize for the mistreatment, that was uncalled for. Welcome to Arkham Asylum, we’ll just be doing a quick psychiatric evaluation,” she scanned through her notes, noticing a lot of his general information was blank. “It seems you have no name on file, and I hardly think it’s appropriate to refer to you as Joker. May I call you Mr. J?”

“Fine by me darling, call me whatever you like.”

She nodded, failing to ignore his husky tone and the charming way the pet name fell off his lips. Most patients when they arrived at Arkham were frantic, body trembling and eyes shifting, complaining of hearing voices. But he seemed cool and composed. Normal, even. The clinking of his handcuffs ricocheted off the tiled walls.

“Alright Mr. J. Now, why don’t you tell me what you remember about the incident.”

“Remember? Very dangerous proposition, doctor… Yes, very dangerous ahehe. What, do you want my whole life story? My deepest secrets, my darkest desires? Oh I know I have some that will make your toes curl,” he teased.

She brushed off the insinuation despite how much it made her ache and clicked your pen. “Perhaps the reason that landed you in here? Your childhood? Anything you’re willing to discuss,” she said with a reassuring smile.

He stirred, a switch flipped and he started laughing, half crazed at a joke known only to him. “Childhood? Memory? Yes, I suppose memories are a bit like children. Vile little things. A funny thing though, to reminisce. My father owned a gag shop in the East End. Whoopee cushions, hand buzzers, the whole shebang. A real comic that one, he loved to put smiles on people’s faces.”

“He sounds lovely.”

“He was.”

Her face turned into one of concern, giving into the honey trap. “D-Did something happen?”

He shrugged. “It was a rough part of town. With the murder of those billionaires everybody started getting…desperate. Started stealing stuff, murdering people. As if they were going crazy,” his voice took on a fevered lilt at the last word, hurried and frantic. She remembered what it was like back then, the murder of the Kwons seemed to lure out all the from the monsters from Gotham’s underbelly.

“One night somebody broke in. Daddy went downstairs to investigate and got a knife in the back. Mommy dearest was next, she screamed when she saw the body and he held a knife to her neck while she cried for help.”

He was feral, eyes unhinged as if he were being possessed by the killer. “You know what he said to her? As he held the knife to her? Why the frown, doll? You’d be so much prettier with a smile.” He flopped back into the chair like a marionette with its strings cut, wrath replaced by nonchalance.“ He carved a grin into her face while I watched. Then,” he positioned his thumb underneath his throat and pretended to slice it, making a croaking sound.

A wet gasp came from her. She’d heard her fair share of gruesome backstories but there was something about the image of his younger self; an innocent cherub with rosy cheeks and wide eyes having to be a victim to such violence that she absolutely couldn’t bear. She was horrified with the scenario her imagination painted, unaware to how engrossed he was in watching as a single tear cut its path down her cheek. He licked his lips.

Leaning forward, his eyes rounded, angelic innocence adorning his features. “You know you’re very pretty. Like a doll. Hmmm… My little harlequin.” he giggled. ”May I call you Harley?”

Her head hurt from the whiplash but her stomach, attuned to his remarks, fluttered. “I—

He blew a raspberry through his lips, gaze skipping to and fro across the room. “I can’t remember anything after that. But I was alone.”

“Alone?” A feeling she knew all too well. Her father having kicked her out at a young age, suffering constant neglect from the nuns at the orphanage. Even in college she spent your Friday nights hunched over her studies to earn her Masters rather than hanging out with friends, not that she really had any. He recognized the mourning in her cadence and became resigned.

“Not just physically. It was the sort of loneliness where you have no other option than to throw a ball back and forth against the walls of your own mind. Where every thud reverberates in your empty skull,” he wheezed. “I was spiralling, searching for someone to grasp my hand and show me my purpose in this cesspool of a world. But I finally found someone.” He was gazing directly at her now.

“You have?” She questioned, voice soft. Caring. Hopeful.

“Believe me never did I think I would find this person in such a situation. Where once I was a sole performer I finally found my partner to dance with through the chaos. Take the plunge and share my madness. Though… I’m sure you don’t know what I’m talking about, doc,” he wistfully sighed, interested in the view outside the barred window while still watching her in his periphery.

“Actually,” she shuffled in her seat,” I think I do.” She leaned forward, a movement he caught in the corner of his eye, a smile so wide stretching across his face threatening to split it in two. Mask relaxing into a coy expression, he drummed his fingers on the table.

“You feel a special connection with this person. Like they know you for who you truly are. Almost like it’s fate that brought you together.” He snapped his fingers. “Exactly!”

“Almost like… almost like you’d do anything for them.”

He surged forward, face one of predatory anticipation. “Anything?” She nodded, fingers traipsing over his wrists.

He peered down at his hands and howled with laughter, her own giggles matching his. “I think we’re going to have lots of fun, don’t you,” he pushed her glasses up and twiddled her hair, ”Harley?”

[eddiesrichie]

Sit Still

people who im talking to on here...this is why i haven’t responded in awhile. trying to finish this damn thing XD 

but yes, another reddie one shot cause im trash 

warnings: just kissing

Ever since Eddie was able to walk, he’s been told about the risk of contamination for each and every object on earth. He knows more about types of bacteria than he does about sports. He knows that the diversity and count of bacteria is higher on sinks and other inanimate objects than on a human being.

The facts his mother was so gracious to inform him on has him shivering at the mere thought of using a public sink. It was paranoia that consumed his entire being, and it made him go on rants and freak outs, which in turn leads him to pulling out his inhaler.

After the clown situation, he’s learned that he’s not truly sick. Nothing was wrong with him, and he has an immune system as strong as any other teen boy. His lungs are normal, not in any way needing help to breathe. He was able to do anything his friends can do. He can run through the tall grass without a risk of an asthma attack or the inflammation of his allergies.

Even after learning this, he was still hesitant on joining his friends on adventures like running through the sewers, playing tag in the tall grass, or hanging out on rocky roads full of obstacles capable of scraping his knees. He hates his mother for forcing this onto him, making him paranoid with bacteria count. He has no reason to worry about it anymore, but he still involuntarily does.

He still reaches for his inhaler when something shakes him up, only to remember that it was just plain anxiety. He doesn’t have the willpower to turn off the alarm on his watch, signaling him to take his routine medication. He was so used to it, and turning off the timer was going to dig at him. He was going to have an empty feeling deep in his chest, knowing that something is missing. So, he keeps the alarm turned on, simply turning the beeper off when it plays.

There are a few benefits to his old, yet ingrained life. There are things that he still holds tight around. For example, he keeps his hygiene intact. He washes his clothes, hands, hair, body, etc., making sure he is clean and safe from disease. Also, he keeps track of the sicknesses going around, taking the time to secure himself from getting it. It was instinct that he can’t fight off, but he doesn’t see it as a bad thing. What about not getting sick was a bad thing?

He has an eye out for tells on people even remotely showing a hint of sickness. He dodges them like the plague, refusing to so much as look at them until they are better. So, he catches on quickly that someone in the group was sick.

The early signs are slight, ignorable. Eddie pedals after his friends, always one to remain in the back when they are riding around in a group.

The move is small, barely noticeable, but Eddie did. His eyes flicker over to Richie, watching as the taller boy jerks his handlebars to skim by the car at the last second. He chooses to not comment on it, watching as it happens again minutes later. This time, Richie barely moves out of the way. He had been too busy rubbing his nose against his upper arm.

They are walking in the library, following Ben as he explains some oh-so-interesting tidbit of history. Dust is layered on the bookshelves, causing Eddie’s bogus allergies to flare-up.

He eyes Richie, noticing how quiet the other boy was. His nose is red, and his eyes are puffy, and it takes no time at all for him to start a sneezing fit in the middle of Derry’s history section. Eddie jumps back at the sneezing, wincing at the sight of the wet germs in the sunlight.

He goes behind Richie and grabs a hold of his shirt, pulling him away from the group. “Okay, sicko! We’re leaving before you get the whole town sick with your snot.”

Richie scoffs, “I’m not sick. That’s just your imagination and paranoia in the back of your stupid head.” The words choke out of Richie like sandpaper, and Richie winces at the burning of his throat.

“You do look awful, Richie,” Beverly perks up with a shrug. “You should be in bed.”

“Shut it, Molly, I’m fine.” Richie coughs dryly directly after, covering his mouth with his elbow. Eddie is proud to see that Richie at least knows to not cough into his hand. “You’ve nearly ran into numerous things,” Stan comments. “Just lay down for today, and you’ll be right back up tomorrow.”

“Guys…” Richie croaks out, but it seems that he used up his words. He makes a few more noises, growing angry with the loss of the ability to talk. He coughs like mad, and Eddie pulls him to the door with a goodbye call to his friends.

Richie doesn’t go without a fight, complaining the whole time. It did nothing but make Eddie laugh at the way Richie got frustrated with the way his throat wasn’t cooperating with him. “Yelling at me isn’t going to help your sore throat,” Eddie taunts his sick friend.

He doesn’t get a response, but he does hear a hard kick to the rocks on the road. Eddie guides them both to Richie’s house, walking into the kitchen where the medicine is held. Before that, though, he fills a cup with water and hands it to Richie, who takes it with a pout. Richie goes through a coughing fit, making it impossible to drink anything.

Eddie groans at the manic cough. He sneaks a peek at the cabinets, glaring at the empty shelves with no medication. “Never thought I’d say this, but I liked it better when you were feeling up to complaining. Your cough is disgusting to listen to. It’s more annoying than your talking.”

Richie finally stops coughing, taking the moment to breathe and drink the water given to him. “Doctors are usually way nicer to their patients, Eds,” Richie says with fake sadness in his eyes. His voice was still rough, but he can talk now.

“Doctors like it when their patients aren’t stubborn asses. I’m not a doctor, nor am I playing one. Your parents will take you to the doctor,” Eddie proclaims with his hands deep into the shelves. He smiles in victory when he finally finds a small advil bottle. He deflates when only two pills are in it.

Richie scoffs from behind him, “They’re not going to take me to the doctor, Eds.”

Eddie bites his lip, unsure of what to say. Richie’s parents aren’t exactly the parents of the year. He comforts Richie with silence, quietly handing over the medicine. Eddie freezes when Richie suddenly clutches at his stomach, groaning as he bends over. His hands grab at the sink and within seconds, he’s vomiting into it. The retching noises are disgusting, and Eddie grimaces at the sound, sight, and smell.

Recollection of having the flu has him moving quick, removing Richie’s coke bottle glasses and setting them on the kitchen counter. He wraps an arm around the other boy’s upper back, and he uses his other hand to remove the dark brown curls from line of fire and the taller boy’s eyes. His nerves are on fire, fighting him to get away from the sickness. He shoves the thoughts back, focusing on being there for his friend. He chokes down a laugh at how Richie was actually ‘trashmouth’ right now.

“Fuck…” Richie groans under his breath once he’s done throwing up. He leans heavily onto the counter, breathing deep and rapid.

“You’re okay,” Eddie shushes. An insult comes close behind the comfort as always, but this time the insult doesn’t make it pass his lips. He makes sure Richie won’t fall before turning around and wetting a cloth. He presses it against Richie’s clammy forehead, and he can practically feel the fever through the fabric.

Richie looks suspiciously at the cloth. “What are you doing?”

“It’s what my mom does when I’m sick – legitimately sick,” Richie answers with a shrug. He uses a nail to peel Richie’s wet bangs from his face. “Does your mo- anyone do this for you?” Eddie winces at the mistake, but Richie caught it.

“Yeah, and she also kisses me goodnight,” Richie snarks back. Eddie bites his lip, observing the other boy.

He can’t imagine going through the flu without his mother. He was close to asking for death until his mother came to the rescue with caring eyes and a box full of pills. Yes, his mother was crazy for tricking him into thinking he was sick and fragile. Though, his mother was always there for him. She loves him. She’s crazy, but she loves him.

Richie dealt with the complete opposite. Richie’s mother neglected him, starving him of motherly affection from already emptiness from his father not giving him a minute of the day. Neither of them cared a bit of what he was doing or where he was.

Now, here he was, sick as a dog on the kitchen floor with no parent to look after him. He looks terrible and miserable, and he was close to falling down. His shaking feet not doing an ounce of effort to hold him. If it wasn’t for the counter and him, Richie would’ve long gone fallen onto the wooden floor.

Eddie takes one more look at Richie, wiping a lone tear on Richie’s cheek. “You’re coming to my house,” he says firmly. Richie widens his eyes, and then squints from the lack of help from his glasses.

“What?”

“Come on,” Eddie says as he pulls the sick boy out the house. He grabs the glasses and hands them back to Richie. “You need more than advil,” he adds to explain himself. He gets on his bike, keeping it steady so Richie can begrudgingly hop onto the front.

Richie whips his head around with a shit-eating grin. “You mean to tell me I get the help from Dr. K, himself? Oh, my heart swoons!” A cough follows his words, and Eddie has to help him stay on.

“Yeah, I’m saving the world from seeing the great ‘Trashmouth’ Richie Tozier actually look like trash,” Eddie responds with a roll of his eyes.

The ride to Richie’s house is short, but not short enough. Richie talks the whole time. It’s more annoying than usual, since coughing came out between every two or three words. A flu doesn’t silence Richie even a little, and Eddie shouldn’t be surprised.

“I think I should become a singer with this sexy new deep voice I have. Don’t you think?” Richie hums. “Lure all the ladies in with my dark tone and words.”

“You’re pretty great at creating nonsense. Your imagination is out of this world,” Eddie comments as he stops the bike.

“Awe, you called me pretty!”

“Which medicine will shut you up first?” Eddie thinks out-loud, once they get inside. He is thankful to find the house empty. He goes into the kitchen to look at the medication. He takes out a few bottles, measuring out the Nyquil. He wasn’t lying. He was going to knock Richie out. His running mouth was only going to lengthen his time being sick.

“I heard the medicine of true love’s kiss – wait, no, that wakes you up. Nevermind! Please, give me something to fall asleep, so I can wake up with a sweet kiss from ya, Eddie spaghetti,” Richie sing-songs from his spot on the floor.

“I wouldn’t kiss your hideous face even if you weren’t crawling with infection,” Eddie quips smoothly. He hands the measuring cup to Richie, guiding it to his lips. Richie obediently drinks it. As he does, Eddie checks Richie’s temperature. He tsks at how hot and clammy Richie’s face is.

Eddie takes back the now empty cup, cleaning it in the sink. He looks back down to see Richie. The humor has lifted from his body, and he has his arms back around his stomach. He looks incredibly miserable again, and Eddie’s sympathy comes crashing through him like waves.

“Get up, you blob,” Eddie orders softly, taking Richie’s hand and pulling him up.

“I’ll sh-show you a blob,” Richie croaks out, sluggishly walking behind Eddie.

Eddie holds Richie’s hand in his, even after successfully getting the sick boy back on his feet. He holds it as he cleans some of his stuff off his bed, and he continues to hold it as Richie lays down on the bed. Through all the coughing, Eddie still doesn’t let go of Richie’s hand. In the back of his mind, he wonders why is he allowing himself to hold Richie’s germ ridden hand. Why is he not planning to wash his bedsheets right after? Any other day or any other person, that would be his first priority. With Richie…he didn’t entirely care. The medicine was now kicking in, and it was kicking in hard. Richie was looking at him with tired eyes. Eddie smiles at how big Richie’s glasses make his eyes look. They made his brown eyes huge, and Eddie finds himself staring into them.

The silence was intimidating, but Eddie did nothing to break it. He continues looking at Richie, who looks right back at him. Eddie runs a thumb along Richie’s palm soothingly, and he sees Richie’s arm twitch. He reaches up to move a pesky hair from Richie’s eye.

“Thanks, Eds,” Richie whispers out with a tiny smile.

“You know I hate it when you call me that,” Eddie whispers back. He really doesn’t.

He keeps himself busy as Richie sleeps. He checks the sleeping boy when he hears him cough in his sleep. Every now and then, he gives Richie a drink of water before leading him back to sleep.

It was weird seeing Richie sleep. The boy was as energetic and spontaneous as a firecracker. His comebacks were superb, and he was the funniest person Eddie has ever known. Richie made him laugh harder than anyone ever could.

But there was a switch inside him. He can go from being ‘trashmouth’ to caring and patient. Back when they were about to be attacked by the clown, and he had been completely defenseless, Richie stepped in and been there for him. In that moment, Eddie believed that Richie would’ve done anything to protect him. He wouldn’t have wanted anyone to be there with him in the face of death than Richie.

During that whole situation, he found himself gravitating towards Richie and vice versa. Each other’s names were called out by one another, fearing for the other’s life. Richie was the only person he found himself running to, and Richie welcomed him with open arms.

Now, he was able to be there for Richie. Richie was going to be fine, which was exactly what Richie had told him when he had a broken arm with a deadly clown stalking over to him.

Eddie’s flicker across Richie’s face as he bites his lip. He is back to sitting next to Richie, thinking a million words a minute.

‘Please, give me something to fall asleep, so I can wake up with a sweet kiss from ya, Eddie spaghetti.’

Richie was the only person he imagined running to in the face of danger.

Richie was the only person he imagined experiencing his first kiss with.

Eddie moves forward, awkwardly balancing himself halfway over Richie’s sleeping form. He jerks back when Richie suddenly brings a hand up to rub at his left eye.

Eddie admires the way Richie is like as he sleeps. The losers club has all had their fair share of sleepovers in the past, but not once has he took the time to really look at Richie as he sleeps. He’s never had a reason to.

Shying away, Eddie places a kiss on the other boy’s forehead. He hates himself for wussing out, and he can already tell that he’s going to regret not doing it. His lips tingle at the touch, and his heartbeat picks up at the fact that he just kissed a most likely contagious person.

“You missed.”

Eddie widens his eyes, stomach twisting and turning when he meets Richie’s eye. He expects disgust ridden all over his face. He expects to be told that he never actually wanted a kiss, and that he’s not into boys like that. He expects to lose one of his best friends in that moment.

What he gets is not what he expected.

He spots pink cheeks and amused eyes. Sure, Richie’s face had already been tomato red, but it fits with the fond in his eyes. Eddie blinks when Richie curves his lips upwards, waiting for what Eddie ‘missed’.

His palms are sweaty, his grip on the pillow above slipping slightly. The realization of the moment has him breathing so hard that he second guesses his fake need for his inhaler. Richie is giving him that look. He’s been given many looks from Richie, but nothing has been acted upon until now. It was all for shits and giggles before, but now there isn’t any of that. Richie was legitimately looking at him with nothing but fond and… what is that? He’s never been looked at in this way before.

Then, Richie’s facial features seem to diminish as he looks away.

No, he can’t have Richie looking like that because of him.

Eddie readjusts his hold, and he swoops down and brings their lips together. The kiss is shy and stagnate, as the shock of first kiss sits in. Eddie doesn’t know what to do, what to move, how to move, etc. He’s left to guess, tilting his head to quietly breathe through his nose. He shivers when the lips on his start to add pressure, and he adds his own to match.

It’s not that surprising that Richie’s lips are chapped. Based on his lifestyle, Eddie doesn’t expect for Richie to take care of himself. Plus, he drinks a shit ton of soda rather than water. He doesn’t mind though, since he’s too busy trying to figure out how to kiss.

It’s fun, yet slow, both boys experimenting. Eddie feels a hand timidly hold on his lower arm. He straightens his back, placing one of his hands on Richie’s shoulder. Touching Richie’s skin really makes him realize what exactly he’s doing. He’s kissing his best friend. He’s kissing ‘trashmouth’ Richie.

The kiss ends, and Eddie fights from trying to continue it. He opens his eyes, and his cheeks redden when he notices the grin on Richie’s face.

“I am intoxicated, Eds. You’re taking advantage of me,” Richie croaks with fake betrayal.

Eddie sits back up, swatting at Richie’s laughing form. “Should do it again so you’d shut up!”

“Help!” Richie calls out. “My doctor is taking advantage of me. I want my lawyer!”

“Shut up, you complete ass,” Eddie scowls, moving down to efficiently shut him up.

[artificialqueens]

Flying For a Distant Shore, 3

Flying For a Distant Shore

Hello! So it has been awhile, I kind of lost my inspiration for writing during my fall semester of college, but I have recently gotten back into this story, and I’m planning on trying to post more regularly, fingers crossed. Here is part three, hope you enjoy! - StarBright

Part 3: The Meeting

Nothing phased Violet Chachki anymore, and that included Bianca Del Rio.

              Sure, Violet wouldn’t say getting sliced, diced and toasted by the queen of mean was FUN, but unlike Courtney and Adore, who were currently cowering, Violet wasn’t scared of clowns. Violet also knew that no matter how much shade Bianca was throwing, she didn’t actually mean harm, she was just worried about the three of them jumping off of a 150 foot cliff. So Violet arranged her face into a look of boredom and only tuned back into the lecture to hear Raven interject into the tirade. “B, I think that’s enough, they understand.”

Bianca gave Raven her personal stink eye, then turned back. “If I ever catch wind of another fucking death wish attempt, I will personally clip your wings, do you understand?!” Violet made sure to nod along with Adore and Courtney, and Bianca sighed “All right, sit down.”

              As Violet took her seat between Adore and Alaska, she noticed that for the first time in a while, everyone had shown up to a main-land debriefing meeting. Normally, any useful information gained from a trip to the outside world was disseminated among the queens that lived here through gossip. Violet was just wondering what could be so god damn important when Raja rose from her seat and joined Bianca in the center of the room.  “Thank you all for coming today, although I assure you, the ass whipping you just saw wasn’t the reason we called a meeting.” A few chuckles issued from around the room, and Raja winked at Violet before continuing “As I’m sure you’re all aware, B, Rave and I just got back from visiting LA. We were able to trade for most of the stuff that was on the submitted list, so at the end of this meeting, we will pass out the rations. That’s not what this meeting is about.” Raja paused, looking around the room to confirm that everyone was paying attention. “While in LA, we managed to infiltrate a government lab, and we found a fellow member of our community. As such, we managed to break them out, and bring them here. They are very ill, as we all were when we came to this place, but we are hopeful for their recovery and we want all of you to be welcoming. Remember how hard it was for you when you came to this place.” Raja finished speaking, and Raven stood up to join her in the center of the room. “Again, it might be awhile before our newest guest is ready for visitors, but we wanted to inform you guys what was going on. Now, Bianca is going to handle the passing out of rations, and we will let you guys know about the next meeting. Thanks!”

 A general mummer rose over the queens as they got up to form a line, and Violet turned to Alaska “Wow Lasky you were right. A new queen, I didn’t expect that.” “Neither did I” Alaska replied “When Bianca told me that was what the meeting was about I wasn’t sure if it was a joke or not, since it’s been a while since they have brought someone back.” “Did they say her name” Adore poked Violet in the shoulder “Did I miss that?” Violet rolled her eyes at Adore’s method of attention getting and said “Nah Adore. Maybe she hasn’t picked one yet” “Alaska!” The three girls turned as Raja called out to Alaska. “Can you come with me? I need your help, we’ll set aside your rations for you to pick up later.” “Ok,” Alaska said hesitantly, shrugged at Adore and Violet and followed Raja and Raven out of the gathering hall. “What was that about?” Adore turned to Violet with confusion in her eyes. “Honestly Adore, I have no idea.”

Alaska followed behind Raja and Raven as they crossed the bridge connecting the main gathering hall to other sections of the community. Their home had been built up in the trees, the massive jungle forest providing the perfect base for a series of treehouses. Who had originally built this compound no one really knew, but they had managed to add and fix it up to a place that it was a fairly cozy place to live. They lit the houses by torches, and they didn’t have running water in the traditional sense, but a series of pipes and gutters collected rainwater in the treehouses, meaning they rarely had to use their well. All in all, Alaska observed, it was very different from the life she had known as Justin, but it was more of a home then that world had ever been.

 “Alaska,” Raja interrupted her thoughts and she focused back in on what the older queen was saying. “Raven and I have a favor to ask of you. As you heard in the meeting, our newest guest is currently very ill. They need someone to take care of them, at least until they are strong enough to take part in our community. We think that person should be you.” “Why me?” Alaska asked quietly, not wanting to sound bratty but listening for the answer. “You are one of the most compassionate of us, Lasky.” Raven smiled “And while none of us are doctors, we think that Jerick would benefit most from you as their caregiver.” “Oh,” Alaska thought for a moment “I mean, of course I’ll help.”

“Good.” Raja stated, and the trio fell back into silence as they maneuvered across the series of bridges. No words were spoken until they reached a treehouse at the far edge of the community that was usually unused except when they needed a sick bay. Raja approached the door and opened it slowly, and then gestured for Alaska to walk inside. “We will wait out here, so you can see the damage yourself.” Raja’s normally cool tone had a sudden edge to it, and Alaska was suddenly very concerned about what she was about to see. Stepping through the door, Alaska observed the small room, with shelfs of first aid and medicine supplies on one side and a bed against the far wall. Approaching it slowly, Alaska had to hold down the vomit as she took in the poor being laying on the cot.

The person had longish tangled red hair, and their skin looked also translucent and was colored with bruises and cuts that looked to come from a whip. Alaska took note of the shivering and the closed eyes, which could only mean a pretty high fever. However, the worse part was the addition, a pair of light brown wings dusted with red tips. The wings were pretty, but Alaska could observe at the base that they were infected and poorly healed, something that could be deadly if not treated correctly. “What did they do to you” she spoke to herself as she took note of as many of the injuries as she could see. Suddenly, the person, Jerick, let out a low moan of pain. “Hey, shhh, hey it’s okay,” Alaska automatically knelt down by the bed and gently stroked the redhead’s hair. “You’re okay, you’re safe, and we are going to help you heal. Shh, I’ve got you, its okay.” Jerick seemed to calm down as Alaska stroked and whispered calming words, and she felt a strange connection to this virtual stranger, and knew that she had to help them. “I won’t let anyone else hurt you.” Alaska stated “I promise.”

[kldubois]

As the day is long 1/?

Title: The Bet

Words: 1195

A/N: This is the beginning of a new serial though in the same universe as Evie and Maria. This story has been in the works for a bit but I’ve been having trouble figuring out where it’s going.

Also, yes, this is posted on my other blog. I’m working on moving things here slowly. Evie will also make her migration here but I thought I’d start with Nev first because she has fewer stories.

She doesn’t deny her stubbornness. She never has, not since, age eight, she stubbornly told her teacher that she’d totally be fine watching the documentary about the ghosts of Gettysburg. How none of her classmates had issues, she didn’t know, but she spent the night awake, worried that every noise was Civil War doctors come to saw off her limbs. She didn’t even tell her mom. No, her stubbornness wouldn’t allow it, even when her mom asked why she was exhausted the next day and gave her the option to stay home from school. She never took her mom up on it until her lack of sleep led to her getting sick and a high fever and vomiting kept her home.

She grew out of the fear of ghostly surgeons, mostly, but the stubbornness stuck and grew. Her stubbornness grew stubbornness of its own. She’s ninety percent sure, and she would argue with her last breath on this one, that her stubbornness was the cause of sixty percent of all of the problems in life. An argument could have been, had been made by Mav no less, for seventy-five percent but she refused to listen to it. The rest of her problems, she’s convinced, are the result of timing and luck, but mostly timing. Luck is for fools and especially not for her, not for Neveah Smith. No, luck hadn’t blessed her since she was born, not thanks to her mother.

Just her luck that her brother, her twin brother younger by eleven minutes, got the cool name: Maverick. The worst he was ever asked was, like the movie? Her? She got laughed at. Someone once told her all of her issues came from her mother. Nev didn’t discount the unsolicited psychiatric advice, but she didn’t appreciate it. Her mother was her mother and she was old enough to change her name if she desired.

That same stubbornness is how she finds herself in her current position, so maybe it’s more like sixty-five percent. Mav is never going to let her live this down. In fact, he seems to be currently enjoying her predicament already.

Ugh, she really should learn not to play truth or dare with him. Mav knows her best. Or she should’ve just taken the truth, but he wanted to know how her latest project was going and she couldn’t let him know that she is on the verge of being fired. As it turns out her editor doesn’t like stories about missing women, cold cases that police and federal agents haven’t been able to solve. So, yes, the dare was the better choice, even if that’s left her standing in a drive-thru trying to order food for her and Mav while wearing a pirate costume. Mav had initially gone for the clown, but she reminded him of the police’s warning about wearing clown costumes and she really didn’t feel like ending her shitty week by getting arrested.

Ordering isn’t easy. The guy at the drive-thru doesn’t want to take her order because the drive-thru is for vehicles only, which is clearly stated somewhere he says. So she goes to the window because the guy refuses to speak with her anymore and there are cars lining up.

“I already told you, lady,” the same young man says, “we don’t serve pedestrians. This is a drive-thru. A vehicle is required. Now, if you don’t leave I will have to call security.”

“Yeah, yeah. I understand. Look, it was just a dare between me and my brother. You don’t have to get so upset about it.”

“You can come inside to order.” His tone softens slightly.

“Not part of the dare. Thanks. Have a good night.” More dejected than irritated, Nev walks away from the window to the other parking lot where Mav is in the car waiting on her. She hears him unlock the door as she approached, letting her simply get in. He doesn’t ask anything, judging her silence as his victory.

It’s a long moment of silence until Mav says, “I’m still hungry.”

Nev sighs.

“Anywhere, I don’t care as long as we don’t have to go in. I’m not up to that.”

To her dismay, he opts to get food at the place she was just trying to order from. It’s both of theirs favorite place, but she still sinks into her seat in hopes of not being seen by the drive-thru workers. It doesn’t work, but she doesn’t sit up, even as she hands over the money to pay for the meal. That was the deal for losing.

She holds onto the bags of food until they get home, carrying in a couple while Mav takes the drinks in the carrier and the last bag. How much food did he order? Not all it is for tonight, he tells her as they’re unloading the bags and sitting down. She half listens as he rambles on about everything from work to his latest music project, her own mind strangely blank.

“You okay, Nev,” Mav asks, his worry breaking through her daze.

“Yeah. Of course.” She shakes her head to clear her thoughts. “I’m fine, just disappointed about the challenge tonight. You know that I hate losing.”

“You want to try again, Nev?”

“It’s nothing. Really and don’t try anything with those twin powers you think we have. There’s no special connection between us because we’re twins. We don’t even look alike.”

“It’s not that. You’re usually more vocal when you lose. And it’s not just tonight. This has been going on for a bit now and the last few days have only gotten worse.”

She sighs, regretting for a moment having a sibling so close. It wasn’t really that they lived together or that they were twins. With no other siblings and growing up out in the middle of nowhere on a farm, they were each other’s only friends. They met a few other kids through home school meet ups, but friendships never developed and they were quickly left with each other again.

“If I told you I didn’t want to talk about it, would you actually just leave it be,” she asks.

“For a few minutes, maybe an hour.” He chuckles lightly. “Something’s bothering you, Nev, and you can’t keep it bottled up. That’s about the only thing mom taught us that had some truth to it.”

Nev nods, giving him a quiet note of agreement. She doesn’t want to tell him what’s been going on, but she does at the same time. How many times over the last weeks has it been on the tip of her tongue to spill the beans and she’s had to remind herself to hold back? She doesn’t want him to worry. He got his job in part because she works there. They can’t fire him but they might make things difficult for him, nothing that would be lawsuit worthy, not that they could prove anyway. One of them losing their job would make affording their bills and apartment difficult but not impossible, however, both of them being out of a job would mean moving, very possibly back to live with their mother.

[leilaland]

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We all love to coo over adorable pictures of dogs and puppies but did you also know that dogs have been found to benefit our health, both physical and mental too? I regularly credit my black & chocolate labradors, Leonard & Nemo with saving my sanity after my family endured the toughest days a family could ever face. I actually can’t begin to imagine how differently things would be now without them. Let me explain…

In April 2012, my youngest daughter, Charlotte suffered a sudden and completely unexpected brain haemorrhage caused by a huge aneurysm on the main artery to the brain. We knew absolutely nothing about this and doctors later told me that this had to have been there since birth just ticking away, waiting for its moment to strike. Well it chose its moment wrong! Charlotte luckily was in my bed that night after having a movie  & snacks night with myself and her sister and so I was able to wake up in time to call for help and just about keep her alive until the ambulance crew arrived, thankfully very quickly! She survived the trip to our local hospital, just, and following tests was quickly put on life support and transferred to a specialist hospital in Leeds some 30+ miles away. We had to travel separately as the team needed to keep her alive on her journey was so big, there was no room for Mummy. She made it to Leeds and was taken straight into 2 life saving surgeries whilst my family gathered and waited for news. One of the surgeons came and told me that Charlotte had survived the unsurvivable and that in over 20 years they had never seen a healthy child experience this and that they had never seen anybody survive this kind of haemorrhage outside of a hospital. The fact that she had made it to two hospitals was a miracle. Not content with one miracle, we don’t do things by halves around here, Charlotte spent the next couple of days coming out of her coma and beginning to recognise us but then disaster struck again when she suffered massive strokes, a complication of the initial brain haemorrhage, which left her in another coma and fighting hard to stay alive. We were told to gather the family and prepare to say goodbye, I may have threatened a surgeon and told him to not dare come back from the operating room without my baby and once again, we sat and waited. A gruelling 4 and a half hours later I got the call. She was back in intensive care, the next few hours were going to be critical but she made it this far. I never left her side, I vowed to not come home without her and so, for the next 8 weeks that is where we stayed and fought. Together. I willed every bit of strength into my clever, funny, brilliant baby girl and silently seethed at the universe for daring to hurt one of mine. A few days later as I was told that a staring, unblinking, dribbling Charlotte was the Charlotte I would eventually be taking home, I dug down further, told them, politely, that they knew nothing where my girl was concerned, got into her bed, cuddled her and sang our favourite song which had just started playing on the radio. “There’s a fire starting in my heart. Reaching a fever pitch and it’s bringing me out the dark” – what a line, ey? Something magical happened and Charlotte smiled! This child who I had just been told would never react to me, would never be able to recognise anything had just responded to me singing something that she knew. There she was!! Over the following 8 weeks, she continued to fight and to come back, bit by bit from wherever those strokes had taken her but one day in particular made our family grow. As my best friend was visiting,  a ‘pets as therapy’ dog called Ruby was brought onto the ward and Charlotte, who up to this point was still learning to speak, eat, read etc. all over again, suddenly jumped up, grabbed Ruby’s lead, said “walk!” and took her for a gentle walk around her ward! This was the first real connection between memory and physical ability that she had made and with tears in our eyes, my best friend and I looked at eachother and said “We need a dog!”.

  A month after Charlotte had finally come home, my best friend, my sister and I bundled both of my girls into the car and took a trip to visit a dog breeder. I grew up with a canine best friend, Wagstaff who I missed enormously throughout our trauma but as I got out of the car and smelled that familiar puppy smell, I knew she wasn’t far away. We walked into see the puppies and had a fairly concrete idea of what we were looking for. My friend, however shouted me over as apparently someone wanted to meet me. This tiny black bundle of energy was yapping insistently and jumping up at its door, looking around everyone to direct all of this energy at me. I couldn’t walk away after being greeted so excitedly by this pup and asked the lady if I could have a cuddle. She picked the pup up and passed it over for a cuddle and he instantly calmed, placing his chin on my shoulder and squeezing it down, nuzzling my neck. I wrapped both arms around him and cuddled him right back, feeling a sense of peace that I hadn’t felt in months. He never went back into his kennel and, 5 and a half years later is sat by my side as I type this.

Baby Leonard being lovingly cuddled by Megan

Baby Leonard on his way home with two excited girls

He has been my clown when I needed to laugh (he regularly appears in my YouTube videos and makes my viewers laugh too!) he has been my protector and my best friend, he has been my reason to get up and keep going sometimes and, best of all, he has made us happy. When Leonard was 9 months old, a local dog needed rehoming and a friend kindly suggested that he come to us. Within days, our furry family had grown and along came Nemo, a smiley faced 7 year old chocolate labrador who has us in hysterics every single day. Leonard and Nemo have adored each other since the moment they met and are inseparable. Even now, as Nemo gets older and slower they curl up together and play (albeit a little less energetically)

I mentioned at the beginning of this post that dogs have been found to be mentally and physically beneficial to us humans. Did you know that dogs have been found to lower blood pressure and cholesterol which equals less strain on your heart and lowers the risk of cardiovascular disease? There is just something so calming about sitting and stroking your dog, not to mention the fact that they need regular walking. All of that exercise isn’t just good for the dogs, but isn’t it funny that a lot of us would only get that exercise when we have a dog but that exercise increases our oxytocin, the feel good hormone our brains kindly pump out for us, and lowers cortisol, the ‘stress hormone’ which can cause allsorts of hormonal imbalance symptoms such as fatigue? They literally make us take better care of ourselves alongside taking good care of them! Dogs have also been found to reduce anxiety and depression and I can absolutely attest to that! Ever since Leonard came home he has slept with me and just the feel of him laid across me or sleeping with his head on my shoulder has an instant calming effect. I think of it in the same way as a weighted blanket can reduce anxiety by helping you to feel more grounded. He is basically my 7 stone, furry weighted blanket!

My eldest daughter is autistic and struggles to articulate her emotions yet with Nemo, she feels calm and happy and he is the loveliest companion to her. He will happily sit with her all day under  a blanket while she draws and chats to him. All of these health benefits add up to a much healthier immune system and potentially a longer life so I would say that dogs really are our best friends!

Do any of you have dogs or have you had dogs in the past? I’d love to hear about them!

If you are thinking of bringing a dog into your family, I would heartily recommend visiting the fabulous folk at Puppy Spot where, if you live in the US, you can get help finding your furry friend. For those of us outside the US, you can also find information of different breeds of dog to help in deciding which could be the best for your family. My favourite, and I am completely biased, is this labrador retriever information page.

I really hope that you have enjoyed reading this post about my pups and why they are so important to us. If you have, please do share it with your friends and make sure you subscribe!

My dogs saved my family and how yours could too! ** This post contains referral links, however I am in no way compensated for these and all opinions are my own**

[arthurflecksgirl]

Hello !!! Can I have Arthur x reader? Reader has been so caught up in her work that they forget to eat. They get extremely lightheaded and stumble a little. Arthur steadies them and he is worried when he finds out they forgot to eat. While he is making food they faint and land (luckily) on the couch. When he's done, he comes back , at first he thinks that they're just laying down but he kinda freaks out when he realizes that reader is unconscious. ( I forget to eat sometimes) THANK YOU🥺💚

Thank you for so much for your request @theichabbieclub !!! :)

I wrote you this piece and I hope you`ll like it !!! :)

Coming home from work was one of the best parts of the day for you. Especially since you moved into Arthurs apartment with him. Apartment 8J was not just a place to live. It was home to you. You have only been here for a couple of months now, but it felt like there was no life before Arthur. Sometimes you forgot what life felt like before his arms around you, before the unconditional love he felt for you. All those years before him didnt made sense. But sometimes things just don`t make sense until they do. He was your reason to get up in the morning. The reason why you always had a song on your mind. Every song you listened to seemed to be about him. Every poem you read reminded you of the love you shared. Arthur was everything you wanted and more. Even the simple act of turning the keys and openening the doorlock to get back home to him felt special. Sometimes you got so caught up in work, it felt like working was stealing your time. Knowing  Arthur would be home, waiting for you to lie down on the couch and relax with him helped you to get through the day. You kept a polaroid photo of the first day you met in your purse and looked at it, everytime it got stressful at your working place. The photo was all shaky because Arthur was really shy to get his photo taken. He was convinced that his hair didnt looked good enough so he tried to steal the camera from you. He loved being childish and playful at times. That was when the picture was taken and you loved the pure and honest engery to it. It was so him. You stumbled through the door and threw the keys beside. A headache started to set in and made you feel a little weak in the knees. You were thankful that the building had an elevator. Climbing up some stairs would have been a chore on days like these. "Artie, I am home". Arthur was sitting on the couch, writing in his journal as an old tape of the Murray Franklin show was playing. He immediately stood up to welcome you in his arms. You loved his sloppy kisses upon yor forehead. It was something he did a lot when you came home and you thought it was an adorable thing to do. What an loving and caring boyfriend he was. Always so thankful to have you on his side. You rubbed your own dimples "You`ve been writing?" Arthur pointed at his journaly "Yeah, I was making some notes about Murrays behaviour and his timing. I can learn a lot from him. And I wrote two or threee jokes. I have to figure out the punshline of the last one though." You nodded. Your vision seemed to blurr a bit. "Y/N? are you okay? You seem like you don`t feel so good? " Now that you were home it seemed like all the stress from work was falling off you. But you felt so incredibly weak. It was the kind of tiredness that got to your bones. "I´m okay. Just a little....dizzy" you covered your face with your hand and closed your eyes, hoping the dizzyness would go away as soon as you´ll open them again. "Oh baby, I dont don`t think so. I`m kinda worried. Is there anything I can do ?" you felt his hands stroking up and down your arm, but you weren`t even sure if this was really happening right now. Everything became a blurr, even the sensation of being touched. "Arthur....I....I dont....know....I´m not sure" you walked up to the bathroom "I`ll be back in a minute. You stumbled over your feet and almost landed on the floor. Thank god Arthur was there to make you steady. Everything about your condition seemed familar to him. Being lightheaded, stumbling, feeling dizzy and weak. He was struggeling with this a lot when he wasnt eating due to his medication. He supported you to stand up straight. "Did anything happen to you today Y/N? ? I mean, something is causing your condition. Are you in pain or something?" his hand caressed your back in small circles, which felt so good. His hands always managed to make you feel better. No matter how stressed or drained you felt. His hands gave you hope and life. The gentlesses of his touch was the most wonderful comfort you could have ever imagined. "I`m not sure...it`s hard to concentrate right now...is all so blurry" you mumbled into his hair as you hugged him. All you needed was him right now. His arms around you. To be steady. He would be there if you were about to fall. Your anchor. Arthur pettet the back of your head "Ummm...honey, I now how it feels. I feel like that when I`m unable to eat because of my meds. You gotta rest a bit. " Now that Arthur mentioned this, it came to your mind. You `ve been so cought up in work that you totally forgot to eat! His arms still held you tight, so your knees wouldnt give in. Arthur could feel the weakness of your body through his embrace. Usually he was the one who must have been held and supported. You couldnt even remember how many times you had to pick him up from the floor. Now he was there for you. And thats how you knew that no matter what, you would always still have each other. No matter what kinda storm was closing in. You and Arthur would face it togeteher. Hand in hand. Arthur loosened the embrace to be able to face you "What? Oh no Y/N. Thaat doesnt sound good. I`m familar with that. It can make you weak up until a point where you get very lightheaded. I dont want this to happen to you. You gotta eat something! I´ll be in the kitchen and make you some food. I´ll be right back, okay?" You nodded thankfully. "Yeah. Thank you,darling". He stroke your cheek "Can you stand?" "Yes Arthur. I guess I feel a bit better now compared to when I just got through the door". "Thats good. I`ll hurry up to get you something. You can take my journal and check out the last three pages if you want. Let me know what you think of my lastes jokes". Arthur smiled the sweetest smile when he got to the kitchen. You saw him standing there, making some sandwiches while you picked up his diary. There was no wall between the kitchen and the  living room, so you were able to watch him making you food. You loved him so much. He had a worried look upon his face but he was humming. It was something that calmed him down when he was nervous. He cared so much about you. Arthur glanced at you. You could tell from the look in his eyes that he was madly in love with you. You tried to read the latest stuff written in his diary but the letters became all blurry... Rubbing your eyes wouldnt help. It was impossible to concentrate on what has been written on the pages. You tried anyway "One clown says to another `Hey you know whats funnay?` ....." Your vision started to fade and you took a look around to the kitchen to check if Arthur is done making food, before everything blacked out. ... Arthur decorated the last sandwich with a little heart he cut out of a pickle. It was the little things. He loved to decorate your food to make it look a little bit more special and to make you feel loved. Cutting out little hearts of vegetables was one of his fave things to do. Showing you attention made him happy. He waited for someone who loved him back all his life and now that he finally had you, he wanted to make sure to make you feel loved every second you spent with each other. Sometimes you gave him so much love that he felt like it was hard to keep up with. He held all these feelings inside of him and tried his best to let them show. Some days it was a little harder for him to put them into words than others. So he was always thinking of a way to proof his love to you. "Y/N? Do you want tea, coffe or a hot chocloate?" he asked you, while he opened the cupboard. No answer "Baby?". Arthur looked over to the couch. It seemed like you fell asleep. For a moment he asked himself if it would be better to let you rest. But then again he really thought you should eat something. So he walked up to you and put the plate with the self made sandwhiches on the table. His hand caressed your cheek but you didnt felt it. " I`ve made you yor fave sandwiches. Wake up, my love." Arthur looked at you with concern "Y/N? " He realized that you lost your consciousness and -thank god- landed on the couch. "Oh no,no,no, Y/N....wake up, please". He touched your face with his shaking hand. Arthur. He felt overwhelmed by the situaton and started to sweat within seconds, running his hand through his hair.  "You gotta... wake up. Can you....can you hear me?" You looked like you had a fever dream but still no reaction. Arthurs eyes wandered to the phone. Should he call a doctor? He would, if you wouldnt wake up within the next two minutes.   He got up from the couch and walked up and down the room. What now? He never was in a sitiation like this before. Usually he was the one fainting or seeking help. He felt like he wasnt very good in what he was doing right now.  "Arthur. Think. Try to think for gods sake. She needs you now. Y/N needs you now. " he talked to himself, getting more nervous with every second that past. There was no time to waste. He had to wake you up now. He couldnt handle seeing you like this. The love of his life lying fainted on the couch. So powerless. He sat down beside you and kept talking to you, while his leg started to bounce. Something he had to deal with everytime he got nerveaous. And this time it was bad. He felt like his whole body was shaking from his bouncy leg. Arthur pressed his left hand against his  upper thigh. "Y/N....I`m right here. Can you hear me? Please answer me or give me a sign if you can hear me?! Otherwise I will call a doctor...please". Arthr felt a laugh crawling up his throath. Not now.  He coughed it away. Trying to keep it down. He felt his eyes watering. His heart was racing in his chest. Arthur flet close to a panic attack. He knew this. He felt it before. But never because of someone he loved as much as he loved you. This fear was worse. If anything every happened to you..... This was too much. But he had to stay calm for you. He was the only one who could help you right now. And he would. Arthur took your face between his hands "Baby?" You finally moved. A quiet mumble escaped your dry lips. Arthurs face lighted up. "Oh thank god" he whispered to himself. "Arthur?" "Yes Y/N....can you hear me now?" "Yeah....what....happened?" "You fainted and landed on the couch. I first thouht you fell alseep but you were unconciousness and couldnt hear me. Arthur would tell you that he was close to a panik attack. He wanted you to feel as save as possible. "Oh...Now I remember I was feeling dizzy when I got home.." your hand reached for his. "Right. You said you fotgot to eat. So I made you some sandwhiches and when I got bck from the kitchen thats how I found you. I got so worried...." "I`m so sorry I scared you, Artie. This happened to me before. Sometimes I just forget to eat and thats the result. I never wanted you to deal with this. Sorry, darling". He handed you the plate "Please eat something, okay? Your body needs it. No one knows that better than I do. Remember when I stopped eating for days because my meds made me feel sick everytime I took a bite? I couldnt even leave the bed anymore. Don`t do this to yourself. We need to stay strong for each other. And later I will try to eat something,too. Okay?" You nodded thankfully  and took a bite from the sandwhich "Mhh....self made?" "Of course! They will make you feel better soon" he smiled. "Ohhh Artthur. There is a little pickle heart! You`re always so thoughtful. Now that I know that you made it with so much love it tastes even better." Arthur placed the plate with the rest of the food in his lab and put his arm around you. "I`m glad to hear that Y/N." Arthur watched you eating and felt his muscles relax again. His leg was calm. Arthur took the last sandwhich in his hand and let you take a bite after another. "I´m feeling better now. Thank you so much, Arthur. For taking care of me." Your hand played with one of his brown curls. "Don`t thank me for that. Thats what im here for. Loving you. Taking care of you.  Just the way you do take care of me. And I know I am no easy patient to handle" . There was so much love in Arthurs eyes. "So what do you think of my new jokes?" " I wanted read them but I guess that was  the moment  I fainted". "Oh....I see. How about we cuddle up in bed after you finshed the sandwhich, I´ll make you a hot chocolate and read you my latest jokes? I guess you need some good laughs now?!"

You took the last bite of the sandwhich before you placed a soft kiss upon his lips "That sounds wonderful, Arthur. Your jokes are the best medicine anyway."

[elliotthezubat]

DEATH CITY DAYS CHAPTER 62

keek never deserved this...

Akutagawa: *shivers* teacher: mr araragi? Akutagawa: "Sorry...Just a draft..." *pulls his coat closer* teacher: well, do try and pay attention. Akutagawa: =______= "I said I'm cold, and you criticize me? Maybe fix the heat in here." -elsewhere- Iida: *stretching* -elsewhere- Mifune: *sips tea* yuma: *coloring* angela: *nom nom* Mifune: *looks at Yuma's coloring* -it's of the three of them- Mifune: *smiles* "Got enough crayons?" -elsewhere- keek: *coming to* nng....huh? ...am i... Hawthorne: "..." keek: mr hawthorne? zoey: ... keek: ??... *she looks down.......* ah- -her legs have been amputated- keek: *screaming* Hawthorne: *closes his eyes, covering his face* zoey: .... Shousaku: *looks pale, like he will vomit* zoey: i guess....you wont be running anywhere now~ keek: *sobbing* Shousaku: "What the hell is wrong with you people?!" Hawthorne: *clutching his cross* zoey: i only did as master fyodor asked of me... FD: "And that is why you will not try again...or I'll take more from you, child." keek: *hic* *trembling* Hawthorne: "...Could you please leave?" *looks at FD and Zoey* zoey: i havent finished with you, pastor...master, shall i correct him? Hawthorne: "?!!!" FD: "Proceed." zoey: *dragging hawthorne into a separate room* Hawthorne: "L-Let go!" *tries to summon his ability--* -the door slams behind them- barkova: *whine* Shousaku: O______O "..." *shudders* keek:.....w-why are you doing this? FD: "..." *leans down* "If you want something, I need something in exchange..." *rests a hand next to her head on the bed* "Your legs were that price." keek: *trembling with fear, tears streaming* FD: "I'm sure your mother will be grateful to have you back...Most of you back. And if you want to still be recognizable when she picks you up, you better do as I say. Understand?" keek: *tears falling* FD: "I'll take that as a yes." *taps Shousaku* "Get her to stop crying already. It's pathetic." Shousaku: "??!!" FD: *exits* -elsewhere- Poe: Q_____Q *holds up a crucifix* karl: o^o~? ghost: you look startled, is everything alright? Poe: "Just considering ways to dispel that awful Touma...I heard crucifixes work on those kinds of demons." ghost: ah, i see. i take it you heard that from your sister rowena? Poe: *nod nod* "She's a good authority." -elsewhere- Jacqueline: *curled up in bed* "..." kim: everything ok? Jacqueline: *shakes her head, touches her throat* kim: sore throat? Jacqueline: *nods* kim: hold on, i know a remedy for this. Jacqueline: "???" kim: try gargling with salt water. Jacqueline: =____= *tries to sit up and get out of bed...she's wobbling* kim: *holding her up* steady now. Jacqueline: *walks with her to the kitchen...takes a glass and salt* -elsewhere- Vulcan: *adjusting jetpack propulsion* "..." -elsewhere- Todoroki: *staring at his left arm* -...- {Todoroki: "I don't want to!"} {???: do you really think you have a choice?} {Todoroki: "I-I should! I didn't want to do this! Please! It hurts!" {-SMACK-} {Todoroki: *holds his face* tears falling* } -...- Todoroki: *he's now touching his cheek* {ochako: *smiling*} Todoroki: "..." =\\\= -elsewhere- Bakugo: *holds up a pair of shoes* "How 'bout these? Not too expensive. Soles feel alright." eijiro: plus they look hella punk rock! Bakugo: "Eh, worth a try. I'll get them." -elsewhere- Izuku: "Your sister keeps looking taller every time I see her." tsuyu: yeah, they sure grow up fast, dont they? Izuku: *nods* "Like tadpoles. ..." *covers his mouth* o\\\\o tsuyu:...*small chuckle* i suppose you're right. Izuku: ^\\\^; "I-I'm sorry..." -elsewhere- Aizawa: *asleep...in a sleeping bag...that is hanging from a tree branch* yuuji: are you even comfortable like that, old man? Aizawa: *eyes snap open* "Watch who you're calling old, kid." yuuji: um... 7-7; Aizawa: "I can sleep anywhere...it's just a matter of--" *CRACK* Aizawa: o_____O "GRAVITY!" *falling* -elsewhere- Hibana: o_____O "...Did it hurt?" mikami: i-i dont think so.... gabriella: *handing her a glass of water* ryuuko: *worried* Hibana: "Stay off your feet. That's an order." mikami: *she nods and lays back in the bed* Hibana: "How did this happen?" gabriella: could it have something to do with that 'adora burst'? Hibana: *nods* "I want increased security." gabriella: understood. mikami: ...*asleep* Hibana: "...Poor girl." -elsewhere- Black Star: "..." *pats Tsubaki's hand* tsubaki: hmm? *small blush* Black Star: "You doing okay?" tsubaki: *she nods* of course i am. Black Star: "..." *big smile* "Great to hear!" *hug* tsubaki: *hug* ^///^ Black Star: *pat pat* "We're here for you, Tsubaki." -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *in fox form...bandages...digging* "..." -silence- Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *jabs his paw again through the dirt* -elsewhere- Arthur: "So many dining options at the Festival...What will you have?" -elsewhere- Hyde: *fishing in the river* "...I got a bite!" romina: awesome! licht:....what the heck is that? Hyde: "It's either a Sea Bass, or a new species of fish..." julian:....good lord. tamaki: ....YOU! Hyde: OWO;;; "Who, me, talking fish?" -elsewhere- Mephisto: "And how are we doing~?" felisia: *whiiiiine* TT~TT Mephisto: owo;; "That badly, huh?" *holds up hot water bottle* felisia: *clutching it* TT3TT Mephisto: "..." *rubs her shoulder* felisia: thank you. Mephisto: "Whatever I can do..." -elsewhere- Relan: "Thanks for sparring with me, Maki." ^__x *he has a bruised eye* maki: *giving him an icepack* Relan: "Thanks..." *carefully applies it to his eye* "A-Ah!" -elsewhere- Gin: "??? Q? What's wrong" Q: TT~TT higuchi:... !!! he's running a fever... Gin: "I'll get medicine. Get him some water." higuchi: *nods* Gin: "Just lie down, Q...You'll be okay." Q: *hic* w-why do bad things always have to happen to me? Gin: "These are...difficult circumstances. But many people go through colds--" Q: *crying* Gin: "..." *puts on a medical glove and mask, pats his hand* "It's okay...You'll be fine..." -elsewhere- Dazai: TTWTT "Can you buy my lunch today?" atsushi: me? Dazai: "Please? Kunikida and Mole Guy ate me out of wallet and socks!" *shakes his sock* "See? No coins." atsushi: ^^; Dazai: *his stomach growls so loudly it shakes the floor* -elsewhere- Joker: *pins photos to bulletin board* "Adora Link..." ivy: myeh? Joker: "This is what I've been trying to figure out...I thought it'd just be Kusakabe and his brother. It seems like there are more." scarlet: ....more what? Joker: "More people holding this Link." scarlet: ...... {mikami: big sis!} .... *grips fist* Joker: "We find the common denominator, we figure out this Link, we learn what the Preacher wants with it--then we see what that Link can do." -elsewhere- Faustus: "I'VE DONE IT!" metsu: ?? doctor? Faustus: *holds up a clear liquid* "Crystal-clear cola!" -elsewhere- chie: *rocking toru and humming* toru: =w= Yohei: *smiles* io: *yawn* Tool: "Time for a nap for you, kiddo." -elsewhere- Karim: *sneezes* pearl: you arent getting a cold too, are you? Karim: "That, or someone's talking about m--" *sneezes again* =____= pearl: D8> dia:....*cold chill* -underground- katya: they cut off a girl's legs then they screw. talk about merciless. yana: do they have to play it over the intercom? pushkin: *pokerface* bruh. FD: "How is that?" zoey: it hurts so good~!<3 FD: *pinches her bottom* "Oh?" zoey: ah~<3 FD: "What if I filled up every hole of you with my seed?" yana: *urk* katya: welp. time to pull out the big guns. *gets out a flask and starts drinking* Shousaku: Q____Q keek:.....*laying on her side, still in a state of shock* ..... Hawthorne: *shackled to a wall...stripped down...bloodied* "..." leo: ....... FD: "I should tie you up and cut into you..." zoey: p-please...p-punish me how you see fit... ivan: *biting a hanky and growling* FD: *pulls out ropes, tying her to the bed...* -elsewhere- Kid: *shudders* stocking: *hugs him* .... Kid: "Th-Thank you..." *sniff* stocking: *hums* Kid: *closes his eyes, shudders* stocking: *rubs his back* Kid: =~= *his breathing calms* stocking: *kiss* Kid: *small sob* "Th-Thank you..." stocking: i love you, ok? Kid: *nods* "I-I love you, too..." -elsewhere- Monoma: *grabbing groceries...'dinner for one'* TT_TT ???: "Elise, please!" elise: why? Mori: "Because you need calcium! And they are buy one get one free!" Monoma: "???" ("...That doctor needs a shave. Weird lab coat, too...") *turns and heads to the check-out line* Mori: *eye glint at Monoma, his back turned to him* elise: ?? Monoma: "Thanks." *takes his change, heads to the exit* -elsewhere- Akitaru: "...The heck happened to you?" tamaki: *wrapped in a towel* ....i dont wanna talk about it. Akitaru: "Ah...Well, Takehisa has your meal in the fridge. Just heat it up when you're ready." tamaki:....thanks. Akitaru: "You're welcome! Now, go change, and I'll heat you up some tea." -elsewhere- Meme: *yawn* mio: *yaaaawn* Meme: *closes her eyes...her head rests on Mio's shoulder* mio: O////O Meme: "Zzzz..." *leans over and...SMOOSH* mio: O/////////O *KO* Meme: *and as Mio is KO'ed, Meme in her sleep leans more over until--*CRASH** -elsewhere- Poe: *cooking fish* "..." -elsewhere- Chuuya: "Then we put the pizza into the oven..." sonia: *watching* Chuuya: "Give it 20 minutes to see how quickly the cheese melts...I hope you like the vegetables on it." -elsewhere- Belkia: "YOU WANT A PIECE OF ME, MOTHERFUCKER?!" twain: ?? *peeeek* *Belkia is yelling at a mime* mime: OuO ?? ayami: ^^; Belkia: "I WORK THIS STREET CORNER WITH MAGIC TRICKS! YOU JUST PRETEND TO BE AN INVISIBLE BOX!" *grabs the Mime by the collar* "WHERE'S YOUR BOX NOW, YOU MONOCHROMATIC CLOWN?!" twain: *filming it on his phone* huck: you should probably do something about this. sawyer: no way man, this is hysterical! Belkia: "How 'bout I make you my magician's assistant..." *summons a giant top hat* twain: WOAH! Belkia: *drops the hat over the Mime--then pulls out a sword* "Watch, as the sword goes in--" -elsewhere- Shamrock: Y~Y *he has cactus needles in his backside* tsubaki: *pulling them out* Shamrock: "Thank you for--OUCH! ...So embarrassing..." tsubaki: ^^; Shamrock: "I was tending to the garden...It was like it came out of nowhere." -elsewhere- Jacqueline: *sips orange juice* -elsewhere- Kyoka: *sips milkshake* -elsewhere- Arthur: *staring at sundial* -elsewhere- Kid: "Zzz..." stocking: zzzz Kid: *hug* stocking: u///u Kid: *sleep smooch* -elsewhere- Vulcan: *sleep hammering an engine* "Zzz..." -elsewhere- Gin: "How is he?" higuchi: a little better. he's asleep right now... Gin: "...I'll stay up to keep an eye on him." higuchi: ok. Gin: *nods* "...Don't wait up for me. Get some sleep." higuchi: night. Gin: "..." *smooch* higuchi: u////u Gin: *packs her back, smiles* "Later." -elsewhere- Touma: *smirks* mitsuba: ?? *peering past the corner* Touma: *has files spread out* mafura: ?? *There are surveillance photographs of the hotel and Tsubaki's house* -elsewhere- Papa Uraraka: "Ochaco? I'm almost done with dinner." ochako: awesome. Papa: "You doing okay?" ochako: *nods* Papa: "That's good...Excited for the next round?" -elsewhere- Hiro: *sets out plates* "Got the dinner." hime: awesome Hiro: "Which dish you want?" *sets out Chinese boxes* -elsewhere- Dazai: =w= "So full..." *pats his belly* atsushi: TTwTT my wallet. odasaku: ^^; Dazai: "Who's up for dessert?" -elsewhere- Yumi: "Zzz..." lord death: u////u *hugs yumi* Yumi: =w= *hug* -elsewhere- heibito: ?? Asura: *looks at Heibito* "..." heibito:...*arms up* mm! >.< Asura: *his scarves scoop Heibito up* "Is this better?" heibito: =w= Asura: "..." *small smile* "Good." *small bounce* heibito: ^o^ Asura: "Hee hee..." *lifts him over his head* mikan: hey sweetie. *smiles* i brought dinner home. *holding up a jar with a few souls in it* Asura: *smiles* "Yummy. Right, Heibito?" heibito: *nom* ^u^ Asura: TTWTT -elsewhere- Giriko: *pats Anna's back* anna: zzzz arachne: *smiling* malaria: ^^ Giriko: *whispers* "Time to put her down..." *hands her to Malaria* -elsewhere- Tsukiyo: *looks at the Moon* fang-hua: there you are. *climbing onto the roof* Tsukiyo: *smiles* "Here I am! What's up?" fang-hua: something on your mind? Tsukiyo: "...You ever wonder why the Moon is always laughing?" fang-hua: ....*shrug* it always looked so different back at home. Tsukiyo: "No kidding...Maybe it's a nervous laugh, like when you want to impress someone..." *pulls up her knees to herself* fang-hua: *looks up at the sky* ... Tsukiyo: "...How you think the kitsune will do out there?' fang-hua: ....im sure he'll do just fine... Tsukiyo: "Hope so...Those creeps stalking people in town need to get punched in their tiny bits." -elsewhere- mary: *humming to herself on her walk* *Suddenly, there are numerous squirrels and birds...someone is feeding them* mary: *peeek....and immediatly attacked by squirrels* oh hi! Kouji: ouo;;;; LK: mary: are you out here by yourself? Kouji: *blinks...waves his hand at the animals, as if to say, 'No, they're here, too."* mary: i see. hiya friends! squirrel: *nomming on her arm* mary: hehe ^^ Kouji: o__O;;;; *points at her arm* -elsewhere- Chuuya: "Zzz..." {higuchi: chuuya....} {-rain's body lay limp in his arms-} {Chuuya: *shakes his head*} {hirotsu:...we can...take her from here-} {Chuuya: "I'm not letting you take her!"} {hirotsu:....} {higuchi: .....} {Chuuya: "W-We can...We can do something..."} {mafioso: chuuya....she's gone....im sorry...} {Chuuya: "SHE CAN'T BE!"} {mafioso: !!} {mafioso 2: look at her, she's not moving, not breathing...} {Chuuya: "Fix this! She can't...She just can't! It's not fair!"} {higuchi: chuuya! get a hold of yourself!} {Chuuya: *sobs, holding Rain*} {-no one said anything...-} {Chuuya: *cradles her, just crying*} {-a sound comes from her...the rest of her air leaving her lungs-} {Chuuya: "!!!"} {hirotsu: .....} {Chuuya: "..Rain...?"} {-her head just slumps forward-} {Chuuya: "..." *wails*} {hirotsu: ....*closing his eyes*} {higuchi: *wiping her tears*} {Chuuya: *lets out sobs, just holding her...*} {-no one said anything...-} {Chuuya: "..." *lets go of her*} {mafioso: *goes to pick up the body*} {Chuuya: *doesn't try to hold on...just collapses on his knees*} -...- Chuuya: *shudders, opening his eyes* -silence- Chuuya: "..." *sits up...gets out of bed...opens Sonia's door a crack* sonia: *asleep, holding her teddy bear* Chuuya: *sigh of relief... enters the room quietly...tucks her in* sonia: =u= Chuuya: *looks at the window...some light pokes through* -early morning already?- Chuuya: "!!!" ("I have to get her breakfast ready...") sonia: zzz -elsewhere- keek: ...... *under the blankets, exhausted* ...... Shousaku: "..." *folding paper* keek:......*dragging herself to the laptop....begins typing* Shousaku: "...???' keek: ....... Shousaku: "..." keek:.....*rubbing her eyes, still typing* Shousaku: "...What are you..." keek: ........ Shousaku: "...Kid, come on..." keek:.....*looking up at him with a dead look* Shousaku: "...Y-You got to...I mean, you can't just..." keek: ...... Shousaku: "...What are you even working on?" keek: .......... Shousaku: "..." *glances at her screen* -elsewhere- Kid: *stretches* stocking: morning kiddo~<3 Kid: *smiles* "Well, hello..." ^\\\^ stocking: *huuuugs and pulls him onto the bed, on top of her* Kid: o\\\\o "...Oh." stocking: hmhm~ *kiss* Kid: "Mmmm..." =\\\\= *smooch* stocking: did you have plans this morning~? *wrapping her legs around him* Kid: "Well, I think I have an opening..." *puts his hands along her sides* stocking: *smirks and kisses him again* Kid: *moans...lifts up his head, exposing his neck* stocking: *kissing his neck and jawline* Kid: *slight shudder...* "So good..." *his hand slides down to her bottom* stocking: *blush* mmmh~ Kid: *starts massaging her cheek...his fingers slide around...* stocking: *small gasp* ah! f-fuck! Kid: o\\\o "...Too much?" stocking:....*rubs her knee between his legs* Kid: o\\\\\\o "I guess not...?" =\\\\= *small moan, as he lowers his head to hers, kissing her lips* -elsewhere- Gin: *asleep in a chair next to Q's bed* Q: *clutching his doll, asleep* Gin: *yawn...* *opens her eyes...sits up, looks at Q...* Q: *he seems content...* Gin: "..." *rests her hand on his forehead to check his temperature* Q: *shifting slightly.....he's a bit warm, but better than he was yesterday* Gin: ("Another day of sleep...") Q: *muttering* mama.... Gin: "..." *holds his hand* -elsewhere- Relan: =_= *dragging himself through the hallway* shinra: you sure you're ok? Relan: "More or less...Just not the best sleep. You?" shinra: a little exhausted, but i can power through it. Relan: *nods* "Sure you can...Maybe a shower and a good breakfast will wake me up." -elsewhere- Fitzgerald: *turns on hot plate* mary: *nomming on pancakes* bram: *muffled muttering into pillow* Fitzgerald: "??? Bram?" bram: im too exhausted to get out of bed today... Fitzgerald: "...Need something to help you wake up? Tea?" -elsewhere- Tsukiyo: *snoring* fang-hua: *streeetch* Tsukiyo: *yawns...sits up* "...What time is it?" -elsewhere- Yohei: *putting on his tie* chie: do your best today, hun. *kiss* Yohei: ^\\\^ "For you and Toru, I will." *smooch* -elsewhere- Poe: "Zzz..." karl: *looking at the calendar*... -today is marked 'ranpo's birthday!!'- Poe: *yawns* "...!!! HIS GIFT!" *pulls it, wrapped, from under the bed* karl: ^o^ Poe: *sets the gift on his desk, dashes into the bathroom to shower and shave* karl: *standing guard* Poe: *after completing his bathroom regiment, gets dressed...looks in the mirror* "Do I look appropriate?" karl: *thumbs up* Poe: ^\\\^ "Yay." *takes the gift* "We're off!" -elsewhere- Kyoka: "...Won't he just predict what is in each birthday present?" atsushi: even if he does, he at least pretends to be surprised. ^^; Kyoka: "Hmmm...Will there be cake?" atsushi: definitely. Kyoka: "...Let's get some before Ranpo goes through it all. -elsewhere- Akutagawa: "Zzz..." -...- {Akutagawa: *wounded...but running, his blood dripping on the road*} {-the woods are silent....-} {Akutagawa: *runs into the woods* "..." ("Hate...I hate them all...")} {-.....there is a man not too far off......with several others dead at his feet-} {???: "..."} {Akutagawa: "?!!!" *watches...* ("How...They were armed...How could he kill them all? Is he...a demon?"} {???: *turns, stares at Akutagawa* "Hello."} {Akutagawa: "?!!"} {???: "I've been waiting for you, Akutagawa. I am Dazai."} {Akutagawa: "...These are your subordinates..."} {Dazai: "You had thought this would be a good spot to ambush them, right? I figured. That's why I came here. These guys were one of our subordinate organization, killed kids to keep them quiet about info they discovered. But they let one get away--and I figured that kid would come back. And if that kid tried to kill them...Well, sure, he'd be able to kill six of them, but not without dying in the process."} {Akutagawa: "...These are your subordinates..."} Death the Kid: {Dazai: "You had thought this would be a good spot to ambush them, right? I figured. That's why I came here. These guys were one of our subordinate organization, killed kids to keep them quiet about info they discovered. But they let one get away--and I figured that kid would come back. And if that kid tried to kill them...Well, sure, he'd be able to kill six of them, but not without dying in the process."} {Akutagawa: "...How--"} {Dazai: "I was promoted today. Executive Member. Kind of a pain--increased responsibilities and all that. One perk, though: I can do whatever I want to underlings."} {Akutagawa: "...But why--"} {Dazai: "A gift. For you. You don't seem the type to be bought off with money or flowers."} {Akutagawa: "..."} {Dazai: "I want you to join the Port Mafia--"} {Akutagawa: *forms a blade--and stabs it into Dazai's neck*} {Dazai: "...Impressive."} {Akutagawa: "?!!!" ("It should have pierced his neck!")} {Dazai: *looks up, having not moved at all* "..."} {Akutagawa: "..." ("He anticipated the attack...") *leaps back* "H-How did you...kill them?"} {Dazai: "I started some discord among them. Whisper the right words in their ears...Feel free to reject this offer. Whatever happens, I'll give you enough money to give your friends a proper burial, make sure you and your sister never have a want again. And I'll never bother you again. And if you take up my offer...It will be hell. But if you can walk that road..."} {Akutagawa: *stares at Dazai's eyes*} {Dazai: "What do you desire?"} {Akutagawa: "...Meaning...to my life."} {Dazai: "I will give you one."} {Akutagawa: "..." ("...Teacher...Mentor...")} {Dazai: "What is your answer?"} {Akutagawa: "..." *pulls back his head, and howls into the night*} {Dazai: "...Good answer."} -knocks on the door- Akutagawa: *eyes break open* "...Yes?" gin: *creaks the door open* im home. Akutagawa: "..." *sits up in bed* "Welcome back. How is Q?" gin: well, he's doing a little better. hirotsu said he'd look after him for a bit. Akutagawa: "...That's good..." =_= gin:....is everything ok? Akutagawa: "...Just remembered something." gin:....oh.... {gin: please...do whatever you want to me...but please, dont hurt ryu!} {Akutagawa: *bloodied*} {Mafioso #5: "Oh, 'whatever', huh?"} {???: dont be a pervert. *smacks him across the face* my apologies, young lady. his behavior could be improved by a margin.} {gin: .....*looking at the bandaged man* ....} {"Bandaged Man": "...This your brother?"} {gin:......*she nods* please....please dont hurt him...} {"Bandages": "...Let the boy go. And his sister. We're done here."} gin: .... Akutagawa: "...Gin?" gin:...just thinking. -elsewhere- zoey: ...*anxious* FD: "???" zoey: will i be able to bring our baby home soon? FD: "..." *smiles, strokes her cheek* "Soon." zoey: ah~ FD: "Please be patient, just a little longer." zoey: of course, master fyodor. if it pleases you, i will wait years! FD: "I hope not so long, but thanks." zoey: ah~ Ivan: "S-Sir?" FD: "???" zoey: ... Ivan: "How may I serve you, Master?" zoey: ......*yandere glare* FD: "...Tea, please." Ivan: *shiny eyes* "Yes, master!" zoey: ... ==# Ivan: *rushes to the kitchen* FD: *looks at Zoey* "...Displeased?" zoey: *hugging his arm to her chest* FD: "...I am not ignoring you." zoey: ... Ivan: *brewing tea* =w= FD: *pats her knee* zoey: ah~<3 FD: *cheek kiss* zoey: *soft moan* Ivan: "I'M BACK WITH THE TEA!" zoey: ..... Ivan: *hands the tea--and "accidentally" spills it onto zoey* zoey: !! *scalpel out* w-why...y-you....- Ivan: *blocks with tea tray* FD: -_-;;;; "Stop." zoey: ......of course.... FD: "Ivan, apologize." Ivan: owo; "But, sir, I--" zoey: *scalpel shine* FD: "Zoey!" zoey:...*puts it away, still glaring at ivan* FD: "Ivan, get her dress cleaned." zoey: ... Ivan: "...Yes, Master." FD: *hands Zoey a towel* zoey: ...... -elsewhere- Patty: *lifts a wrench* "DIIIIIIIIIE!" *smash a giant rubber ball in the backyard* kirika: *dodge* Patty: *knocked back* -elsewhere- Fitzgerald: *wearing women's sunglasses* bram: a bold look, sir. Fitzgerald: "Thank you! Another sale! For $9.99 per month, they send new sunglasses in the mail." -elsewhere- Lucy: *in sunglasses* =\\\= classmate: nice sunglasses! Lucy: "...Thanks. A friend mailed them to me..." *takes them off* -elsewhere- Belkia: *sitting in a jail cell* ._. otogiri: -.-; what did you do _this_ time? Belkia: "Beat up a mime." otogiri: *sigh* of course. Belkia: "HOW IS THAT EVEN A CRIME?! It's a public service!" -elsewhere- Todoroki: *glares at vendor selling Endeavor masks* vendor: you interested? Todoroki: *chilled voice* "No." vendor: ....ok then. Todoroki: "Unbelievable...Selling masks of-of him?!" vendor: well, he is number 2 hero- Todoroki: "And if he was a wife beater, would he still be?!" vendor: er- ???: todoroki? Todoroki: *shaking, his breath getting cold* ochako:.....are you ok? Todoroki: "..." *turns away from the stand* "Fine. I got to go." ochako: ah-..... ....... Todoroki: *fast walking to the stands* -elsewhere- Tsukiyo: *passes bowl of soup* -elsewhere- Kid: =w= stocking: *panting* Kid: *sighs* "G-Good day for staying in~?" stocking: y-yeah....*panting* Kid: *kisses where he bit her shoulder* stocking: ahhh~<3 Kid: "Stocking..." *licks to the crook of her neck* stocking: ahhhh~ Kid: *slowly gets on top of her, as he kisses her lips* stocking: mmmn~ Kid: *slides a hand to her lower back, lifting it up so he kisses her more deeply* stocking: *licking his lips* mmnh~ Kid: "Mmm..." *lets her lick his lips, as he traces his fingers along her leg, lifting it* -elsewhere- Kunikida: "Happy birthday." ranpo: ^^ kirako: ^^.... *notices someone at the door* may we help you, sir? Poe: .\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\. *shaking* kirako:....sir? ranpo: hey poe! how's it going? Poe: "DAPPY HIRTHBAY!" *holds up gift* ranpo: *take it* is this another manuscript or something? Poe: owo *shakes his head 'no'* ranpo: *unwraps it* Poe: o\\\w\\\o "D-Do you like it?" ranpo: hmmm... cool. Poe: >\\\\\\< karl: ^o^ ranpo: so did ligeia help ya pick it out? yosano: -_-; (thinking: i thought we were over that joke...) Poe: owo;;;; "...Who?" ranpo: that girl from the hotel? Poe: "...Lana? Oh! Sh-She's great! Super great! Magical!" ^\\\^ ranpo: oh cool.....you pop the question or something? yosano: 0_0 (thinking: that's blunt! even for you!) Poe: O\\\\\\\\\O *broken* "HA-BAH-WHAH-FUH-HUH?!" kirako: .-.;; Poe: *steam coming off his head* "...May I have water?" -elsewhere- Arthur: *feet stuck in hardening sidewalk cement* "...Huh." -elsewhere- Chuuya: "How's Q?" higuchi: he seems to be doing better... Chuuya: "That's good...You look kind of tired." higuchi: a drink is totally needed... sonia: *peeeek* Chuuya: ^^; "I'll have to pass on that...Maybe call up Gin?" higuchi: ok...you sure you'll pass? Chuuya: "I should keep an eye on Sonia, so I'll have to take a rain check on that--" *stops* "..." *trembling* higuchi: ….poor word choice there. Chuuya: "Y-Yeah..." *wipes his tears* "Sorry." higuchi:.... *glancing at sonia* hard to believe that she's... Chuuya: "???" higuchi:...n-nevermind. just thinking out loud. Chuuya: "..." *pats Sonia's head* sonia: hiya auntie. higuchi: *small wave* ^^ Chuuya: "Sonia, want to show her your drawing?" -elsewhere- lana: *at work* Bellhop: -_-; "Yuck. Guests in 304 made a real mess..." lana: oh boy. Bellhop: "Get ready to give them the bill--and call the cops if you need to..." ???: "More beer!" lana: noted. ???: *approaches the desk* "Hey! I just said 'more beer'! And I don't see no 'more beer' yet!" *he smells like he was sleeping in a bed of garbage* lana: um... ???: "Where's the beer, ma'am?! And get me some ladies! Like, make them 10's!" lana: sir, could you not lean on the desk? *covering her nose and mouth* ???: "?!!! I'LL LEAN WHEREVER THE HELL I WANT, YOU DUMB C--" security: *tazers him* ???: *random twitches and grunts before passing out on the floor* x_____X lana: thanks regina. regina: *shakes her head* honestly, some people... -elsewhere- Mori: -_-;;;; miura: sir? Mori: "Why do I have a reimbursement form for 'lemons'?" miura:....*looks at kajii* Kajii: *holding lemons in his arms* "MY BABIES!" elise: so uncool. Kajii: *has already drawn a baby face on one lemon--shoving it towards Elise* "YOU SHOW RESPECT TO KAJII JR!" elise: .... Mori: "Kajii...Do you like tarts?" Kajii: owo "Yes. Yes, I do." miura:....please cut my head off again. Mori: ^^ "Good..." *demon eyes* "BECAUSE I'M GOING TO TURN YOUR BABIES INTO TARTS." Kajii: Q___Q *holds up Miura as a shield* miura:....*siiiiiiigh* Kajii: "Never!" *throws a lemon--that hits Elise* elise: OWIE! >3< Mori: *death glare, as he picks up a lemon to throw--* "...Why is this lemon...ticking?" Kajii: "...Oh, shi--" -elsewhere- Lucy: "...Poe still hasn't left the closet?" *knocks on the closet door* Kyoka: *shakes her head no, takes another bite of cake* Poe: Q______Q -knocks on the door- atsushi: oh. hey...um... rowena: brother? are you in there? Poe: "!!! R-Rowena?" rowena: are you alright? did something happen?? Poe: "I DON'T KNOW HOW TO WRITE MY VOWS!" rowena:....what? *blinks* Poe: "Or the dress! Or the ring! Do you have something blue on you?" *points at Atsushi* "GIVE ME THE BLUE!" atsushi: s-sir please, please calm down. ranpo: i didnt think he'd take it _this_ seriously. ._.; rowena: calm down, brother! breathe! Poe: *reaches under Ranpo's hat, pulling out a brown paper bag, starts breathing in and out of it* ranpo:...wha-how- atsushi:...*looks at lucy for answers* Lucy: *shrugs* "Poe is a detective. He probably figured there would be something under Ranpo's hat--" Poe: *deep inhale* "...Why are there jelly beans in here?" ranpo: hey! that's my stash, man! atsushi: maybe he could join the agency one day? Poe: *hands it back to Ranpo* .\\\. "S-Sorry...I just did not expect you to pop the question--about me popping the question to Lana." Kyoka: "...Two know-it-all detectives in one agency?" rowena:..... *looks at ranpo* ranpo: what? it's obvious you like her from what i can tell. atsushi:...i think poe is a bit more modest than ranpo is. Poe: o\\\\\o "B-But I can't just ask her! I haven't followed all steps--" *pulls a list--which rolls out onto the floor* "First there is courting her--" rowena: brother, just take it easy and think this through, ok? Poe: o_o "...But the list is how I think this through...See? Step 1,782 is 'house in the country for a dog, a cat, and 2.5 children.'" -elsewhere- Jacqueline: *humming* Bakugo: "Oh, there you are--" Jacqueline: "???" Bakugo: "...Oh. Sorry. Thought you were someone else." -elsewhere- Hyde: "So I just shake the tree to get the fruit..." *shake shake shake* -BAM- tamaki: whyyyyy X-X Hyde: OWO;;; "Oh, God, I killed again!" *shrugs* "At least there were no bees--" -elsewhere- Sakuya: *napping on the couch* -elsewhere- lana: im home! Mr Shephard: "Welcome home!" lana: *sniff* you already got dinner made? Mr Shephard: "Uh huh! I had to, for our guest." lana: guest? *she enters.........her stomach drops* Touma: *holds up a glass* "We've been waiting for you." lana: ......*shaking, eyes wide with fear* Touma: "Please, have a seat! Your father has made such a good meal for us..." lana:......... -elsewhere- Hawthorne: "..." -...- Hawthorne: *flips open his Bible for a passage* -Bible: "Blessed are those who walk not in the counsel of the wicked, nor stand in the way of sinners, nor sits in the seat of scoffers; but their delight is in the law...- -elsewhere- Poe: *knocks on Lana's door* "I can do this. Just tell her the truth. Don't make any sudden gestures--I have learned people tend to act badly when I move suddenly--" *knocks again* lana: *opening the door, tears in her eyes* e-edgar.... *she seems....afraid...* Poe: "!!! Lana? What's wrong?" lana: h-he...h-h-he's- Poe: "Is-Is it your father?" Touma: "Lana? I had asked for more mineral water... Poe: "!!!!" *shakes* lana:....... Touma: "More company...How pleasant. I'm sure your father can set another plate at the table..." Mr Shephard: Q______Q -elsewhere- Lucy: *hair blown back* o_____O;;;; "...Why did Poe run so fast?" ranpo:...i think someone important to him is in danger... Lucy: "...Shouldn't we follow him?" ranpo: you're more than welcome to. but i still have a birthday party to enjoy! atsushi: D8 Lucy: -_-;;;; Kyoka: "...You'd probably be useless anyway." ranpo: >3< i still have super deduction! Kyoka: "Yes, a super dick if I ever saw one." ranpo: slang for detective so not an insult! Kyoka: "I meant 'dick' as in a 'penis.' Which is what you are. You penis." ranpo: .... *looks down his pants* atsushi: weeee should get going now by! *picks her up and flees* Lucy: "About time!" *follows* Kyoka: "???" ranpo:...technically speaking, she's not wrong. atsushi: >///~///< kyouka why? Kunikida: -_____-;;; odasaku: ......no comment. Kyoka: "I merely speak the truth." -elsewhere- Poe: *death glare* "Stay behind me, Lana..." lana:.... Touma: "Oh, how precious...And what happens to him?" *points at Lana's father* Mr Shephard: Q____Q "...Lana? Stay calm...It's going to be okay..." *Beeping is heard* lana:....why are you here-....WHAT IS THAT?! mafura: ?? Touma: *holding a remote* "I learned this trick from one of Mr. Poe's associates...That bombing incident in the subway. I thought that would be a good way to get you to behave...Mafura, remove the gentleman's shirt." mafura: ok! *doing so* lana: !!!!!! Mr Shephard: "Eep!" *tries to cover his chest--as there is a bomb strapped to his stomach* Poe: "!!!! You demon!" lana:....w-why are you doing this? Touma: "Well, I still need you to complete some tasks for me...and it seems you needed motivation. Maybe keeping your father alive is one method..." *traces his finger along the remote's button* "...or keeping him in one piece...mostly." Mr Shephard: "Don't listen to him, Lana! Whatever he's asking--" Touma: *sighs--and cold-clocks her father in the jaw* lana: DAD!! Poe: *looks around the room...* *light bulb* "...Why sacrifice that old man, Touma? He's going to die anyway." Mr Shephard: *whimpering, collapsed on the floor from the punch* "R-Rude..." mafura: ~? lana: ???.... Touma: "What are you suggesting, Mr. Poe?" Poe: "Lana loves me. My suffering would motivate her to complete whatever tasks you want done." *removes his jacket, letting it fall to the floor...removes his tie, unbuttoning his shirt* "Put the bomb on me instead..." lana: ??!!! Touma: "...Hmm...I don't see a reason to--when I can have you both. Mafura, bring him here--he'll be a hostage as well." Poe: "!!! W-Wait!" *holds up his hands at Mafura* "At least let me give Lana...my last gift." mafura: okay! lana: edgar, please dont do this to yourself, your sister- Poe: *sniffs, tears in his eyes* "L-Lana...I'm sorry. Please, watch Rowena...And I...I made you this..." *hands her a book...* "I-I wrote it myself. I didn't get to proofread it, and my peer editor is slow as a glacier reviewing it, so it's rough..." *puts it into her hands* lana: ...*realizing*... *opening it* the setting is in a castle in the European countryside, long thought to have been abandoned... Poe: *smiles, tears in his eyes* "I love you." Touma: *rolls his eyes* "Mafura, bring him over here already. I'm going to vomit..." mafura: *looking* uu~? Touma: "?!!!" Mr Shephard: "???" Poe: *looks over his shoulder at Touma...and smirks* *The book glows* lana: *grins and slams the book onto mafura, trapping her* Touma: "?!!!! You bastard!" *removes a gun, aiming at Poe--* Poe: "Hold that thought." *stamps on the floor--causing a floorboard to lift up, right where Touma was standing* Touma: "?!!!" *the gun fires--the bullet bounces around the house* lana: *reaching for the gun* Papa: *sees the bullet coming* Q______Q "Oh God--" *The bullet passes through the bomb--de-activating it* Mr Shephard: "..." QWQ "Yay!" Touma: *trying to push Lana back* "Back, you dumb bitch!" lana: *punches him in the nads* Poe: *while Lana wrestles Touma, he whistles, taking up his tie, twirling it...* Touma: .___. *whimpers...then clutches Lana's head...his fingers are so weak he can't even do anything* "Y...You...cunt." lana: well that's just your opinion. Poe: "May I cut in~?" *stands behind Touma, flipping the tie around his neck--and tugging* Touma: *his eyes bulge* O____O lana: dad, are you ok? Mr Shephard: "...I'm so confused..." *rips the bomb off of him--even as the tape rips at his skin* "Owie..." *...The bomb lights up--numbers counting down* Poe: O______O Mr Shephard: Q_______Q Touma: "..." *smirks* "You don't think...I haven't thought of everything?!!!" atsushi: what the heck is happening? lana: *grabs the bomb and throws it out the window* Lucy: "!!!!" *looks around* "Hang on, everyone!" *pats her hands onto the floor* "I hope this works..." *An explosion seems to engulf the entire apartment building, then...* *Light surrounds all of them* mafura: *released from the book* pyon!...??? *The light fades...* lana:..... ??? where? Poe: *he had wrapped his arms around Lana and her father* "..." *opens one eye* "...Oh, God, we're in the afterlife! We're dead!" atsushi: no, it's just anne's room. Mr Shephard: Q___Q *looks out the window* "...Heaven looks...like a My Little Pony episode." Kyoka: "I never thought she could transport so much..." Touma: -____-;;; "How saccharine. I think I'm going to vomit." Lucy: >~< "N-Not before me..." *collapses and vomits rainbows* lana:....is anyone else confused....again? atsushi: nah. Poe: ^^;;;; "Kind of typical." Kyoka: "I try not to think about it. Do you have ice cream?" Papa: Q____Q Neighbor #1: "WHO THE HELL TRANSPORTED US TO ANOTHER DIMENSION AGAIN?!" Neighbor #3: "This is going to make our rent go up!" pixiebob: im not supposed to be here yet! Lucy: *glares at Atsushi* "Soda...crackers..." -elsewhere- Izuku: o_____o "...I thought there used to be an apartment here. What was that explosion?" ochako: isnt it still there, though? lower floor resident: the windows look pretty fucked up. Izuku: "??! But it was just--It had disappeared when--I'm just...What even...How?" Bakugo: "Obviously, this is all Deku's fault." Izuku: Q___Q -elsewhere- Akitaru: "All in the van? We got the explosion report..." tamaki: here. shinra: *nods* Relan: "..." Arthur: "I'm here." *has cement caked along his trousers* Takehisa: *gets into the driver's seat* Vulcan: *hops in* Victor: *waves* "We'll hold down the fort!" -elsewhere- lana: alright, start talking. Touma: "...I want mineral water." lana: ...*splashes it in his face* what do you want out of me? Touma: "..." *spits out the water* "Always looking for new recruits for surveillance on some 'pet projects.'" atsushi:...just who are you people? Touma: "...We research vampires." atsushi: ...what? mafura: and monsters, and werewolves, and- Touma: "They get the idea, Mafura." Lucy: o~o atsushi:....C3, huh? Touma: *nods* "I am tracking vampires right now. Ones I could have brought out into the sunlight if Lana had cooperated--" lana: but i dont know what i have to do with any of this! Touma: "...Bait, more or less." lana:... atsushi: bait for what....or who exactly? odasaku: i could say the same thing... Touma: "She has what is needed: right dimensions, height, weight...blood type." lana: you're scaring me. Touma: "...We have had dangerous vampires escape. You could be key in attracting them for my team to capture them." -elsewhere- Sakuya: "Sweet! I got to Gumdrop Pass!" *moves his Candyland piece* -elsewhere- Kid: *purrs...* stocking: =///w///= Kid: *hugs* "Thank you..." stocking: mmmm~<3 -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *coughs* naoya: you alright there, kiddo? Akutagawa: *shakes his head* "T-Tea..." naoya: ok, gotcha. Akutagawa: *his hands are shaking as he tries to pour water...* naoya: *sighs* let me...jeez, it's like im your mom or something. =3= Akutagawa: *coughing hard, trying to stay upright* naoya: !!... do you need to go to medical? Akutagawa: *shakes his head, points to the teacup* -and so, she carried him to medical ala piggyback- Death the Kid: Akutagawa: >\\\\\<;;; naoya: aw, you arent seriously _that_ embarrassed, are you? Akutagawa: *coughing* "W-Water..." naoya: *hands him some* here you go. Akutagawa: *sips, calming down* naoya: feeling better yet? Akutagawa: "A...bit..." *his knees wobble* naoya: *holding him up and getting him to a bed*.... (thinking: it's just like back then...) {naoya: the hell is your problem, dazai?!} {Dazai: "He lived, didn't he?"} {naoya: there is a difference between training him and outright abusing him. *grabs dazai by the shirt collar* dont you think the kid's been through enough shit in his life?!} {Dazai: "...I warned him."} {naoya:...tch-, i doubt you're going to be changing your ways anytime soon. just know that even though you're an executive, i cant stand you and your high and mighty attitude.} {Dazai: *knocks her hand away* "And as I am an executive, you know what powers I may execute, as I desire."} {naoya:....thus i have heard...} naoya: .... Akutagawa: *lying in medic bed, struggling to inhale* naoya:..... Medic: "Hang on..." *puts an oxygen mask around Akutagawa* Akutagawa: *struggles...then his breathing eases* naoya:....*sigh* (thinking: i think he's getting worse....cant imagine how gin's handling it...) Akutagawa: *closes his eyes...* "Zzz..." naoya:....*pets his head* rest up, kid. Akutagawa: "Zzz..." -elsewhere, after touma and mafura escaped...- lana: at least it was just the windows that were destroyed.... Poe: "...A small blessing." Mr Shephard: *asleep on the couch* lana:......*hugging her dad* im just....glad he's ok now....*trembling* Poe: "..." *nods* "...You were brave." lana:....*hugging him tightly* i was....really scared....*tears falling* i-i didnt...want to lose him too.... Poe: "..." *holds her* "He's safe. You're safe." lana: ......i...*hic* i dont know if i feel safe in this apartment anymore....h-he knows where i live...w-what if he comes back? Poe: "...We get you out of here." lana:...g-good idea.....but....c-could you stay the night? Poe: *nods* "Of course." lana: thank you... -in her room, there is also a noteboard with several photos- Poe: "You fish?" lana: that was from a family fishing trip when i was 8. Poe: "What did you catch?" lana: well, that big fish....and sea bass. *excalibur face* lots...and lots....of sea bass. -there is another picture of a younger lana with 7 other girls in scout uniforms- Poe: "And scouts?" lana: oh yeah! that was a long time ago. i think iwas around 10-11? *looks at the names below the photo* -the names listed are; Cassandra Wallace, Cassidy Wallace, Tambry Flowers, Umie Sakanaki, Marcia Vasquez, Lana Shepard, Stephanie Park, Zoey Lewis- Poe: *smiles* "I guess you knew a lot of survival skills. Kind of evident today." lana: yeah. most of these girls i barely remember. i think zoey mentioned wanting to be a doctor when she grew up. i wonder if she did...then again, we were just passing acquaintances, i guess. Poe: *nods* "Given the 'social media networks' on the 'Internet,' you could probably look her up." lana: i could. maybe in the morning. Poe: *nods* "..." *looks at the floor* lana:...edgar? Poe: "I think here is good enough for me to sleep." lana: ?? Poe: "I can sleep on the floor." lana: *sigh* edgar...i wouldnt mind you sleeping in my bed with me. i've slept in your bed before, havent i? Poe: "I-I just didn't want to be forward." ^^; lana: *small chuckle and kisses his cheek* Poe: ^\\\^ -elsewhere- Kyoka: *yawn* atsushi: what a day.... Lucy: "Zzz..." atsushi:....*sighs and looks up at the ceiling* Kyoka: *rests her head on his lap* atsushi:.... *pap pap* Odasaku: "Relaxed?" atsushi: yeah, seems so. *phew* busy day today.... Odasaku: "No kidding...You were lucky you had people with you to prevent extensive damage." atsushi: *nods* at least no one died...s-sorry. ._.; Odasaku: "Eh, you aren't lyin’. That's because...you're a tiger." atsushi: ....*facepalm* really? Odasaku: "...I thought it was funny..." atsushi: t-thanks. ^^; -elsewhere- Touma: *bandaging himself* "Damn it..." mafura: did mafura do good today? Touma: *glares* mafura:.....mafura's really sorry... *looks down* Touma: "How did you get captured by that book?" mafura: mafura doesnt know. it was pretty scary. maybe mr poe is a magic user too? Touma: "...That book...And the other book..." -elsewhere- Sakuya: "Congrats on winning the game!" naho: ^^ Sakuya: *sigh of relief* "Just feels a lot calmer around here now." -elsewhere- Yohei: *looking over blueprints...* "Odd work." -elsewhere- Monoma: Q___Q "...I want a hug." hiryuu: ..... *siiigh* *awkward hug* better, man? Monoma: Q______Q "...Surprisingly, yes. Thanks." -elsewhere- Takehisa: "That was a waste of time." Akitaru: "At least the damage was minimal." shinra: and no one died, so that's good. Arthur: "I swear, I saw a unicorn--" -elsewhere- Izuku: *reviewing his notes* -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *breathing, but still with an oxygen mask* gin: .... Akutagawa: *opens his eyes...looks at her* "...Hello." gin: ....doing better? Akutagawa: *nods* "Just breathing..." gin:..... Akutagawa: "...Are you okay?" gin: well, im worried about you, for one thing... Akutagawa: "...I'll breathe." gin:.....*sighs* just dont over exert yourself, ok? Akutagawa: "...I won't. Promise." gin:....*faint smile* Akutagawa: "..." -\\\- "Could I have water?" gin: sure thing. Akutagawa: "...Do you have missions coming up?" -underground- katya: *shooting* leo: *pulling bullets out from her body* nice shot as per usual. Ivan: "..." leo: ... !! ivan, good evening. i didnt see you there. Ivan: T___T "No one does." leo: is there something you need at the moment? pushkin: how about we get some drinks, gon? its on me tonight! Ivan: TT_TT "Drown my sorrows..." leo: i'll join you. Ivan: "Okay..." leo:...*weak smile* katya: yeah, im parched as fuck. Ivan: *opens up a door, pulling out a bottle* katya: <here here> *starts chugging* pushkin: *drinking* leo: ... katya: whoo! <that's some quality booze!> pushkin: <you'll get no arguments from me.> Ivan: *sips--grimaces* leo:...<is miss lewis heckling you again, ivan?> Ivan: *nod nod* katya: <if it helps any, the boss doesnt really feel a single thing for her.> Ivan: <??? But he keeps her so close--> katya: <that's the idea. she's the means to an ends. she's so screwed in the head, he could easily get her to do what he wants in a second. same could be said for you, but at least the boss has some amount of respect for you, more or less.> Ivan: <...> *something snaps in his brain* *creepy griiiiiin* leo: <is something wrong?> Ivan: <...I'm going to win.> leo: .... <oh.> Ivan: <And I'm going to wipe that psychotic smile off that scrawny bitch's face...> katya:... (thinking: says the guy smiling in a similar fashion...) Ivan: *takes a long sip, then chuckles* pushkin: owo; Ivan: <Drink up, comrades! This is the first day of a new era!"> katya + pushkin: <HELL YEAH!> leo: <yaaaay.> Ivan: *downs another drink, slams the mug onto the table* <More!> -elsewhere- Poe: "Zzz..." -early morning- Lucy: *snore* atsushi: *yaaaawn* Kyoka: "Zzz..." Lucy: *turns over, her breathing improving* atsushi:...breakfast.... *getting up* Kyoka: *sits up abruptly* "Food?" atsushi: yeah. *yaaaawn* Kyoka: *quickly goes into the kitchen, pulling out a carton of orange juice* Lucy: *slight shiver* -elsewhere- Poe: =w= lana:....*yaaaawn*....*small smile and kisses his forehead* Poe: *yawn* *opens his eyes* "..." .\\\. lana: morning. Poe: "M-Morning...How are you?" lana: a lot better now...*hug* Poe: =\\\w\\\= *hug* Mr. Shephard: "Hi, honey! I got pancakes cooking and--" lana: ....... Poe: o________O Mr. Shephard: *serene smile...as his grip tightens on the doorknob* "...Well, Young Edgar...What are you doing with my daughter?" Poe: O______O lana: WE ARENT DOING ANYTHING LEWD! >////< Mr. Shephard: ^w^##### "...Okay! Thank you for letting me know, Sweetie. Now hurry up, you two--your breakfast will be getting cold." *shuts the door...footsteps are heard...then a muffled shout into a pillow* lana: .////////////////. ;;;;;; Poe: X_______X *falls off the bed* -elsewhere- Kunikida: *sets his breakfast table* "There. Perfect. Nothing can interrupt this moment--" Dazai: "That looks delicious! Are those fresh strawberries?" Kunikida: "...How did you get in here?" Dazai: "I have my ways. Also, your door is broken." *The door is splintered* aya: an intruder??!! Dazai: owo "You have a tiny home security system? Hello, tiny person!" aya: ... *looks at kunikida* Kunikida: "...Aya. Remove him." aya: *kicks dazai in the junk* Dazai: D: *collapses* "My jimmies!" Kunikida: "...Good work. Let me get you some chocolate milk." aya: awesome! Kunikida: "Do you like strawberries?" Dazai: *whimpering on the floor* -elsewhere- Relan: *humming* -elsewhere- Chuuya: "Ready to head out?" sonia: *nod* Chuuya: *hands Sonia her coat* sonia: *putting it on* Chuuya: *smiles* "Be sure to thank Grandma for the coat, okay?" sonia: i will. Chuuya: *opens the door* "...What the hell?" sonia: o.o~? Motojiro: *glued to the wall* Q___Q sonia: uncle kajii? Motojiro: "Hey, kiddo...My protégé was playing around with chemicals. Now I'm stuck." sonia:....*looks up at chuuya* Chuuya: -_-;;;; "I doubt household cleaning chemicals will get you un-glued?" Motojiro: QWQ "...It's worth a try!" Chuuya: "...I'll get some baking soda. Sonia, watch him." sonia: ok. Chuuya: *goes to cupboard* Motojiro: "...So, Sonia, how old are you now, 12?" sonia: ..... *looks at the floor* it's a secret. Motojiro: "...Oh! That'll be tricky for picking the number of candles to put on a cake! I'll go with one--can't go wrong with that!" sonia: ... Motojiro: "You like lemon cake?" -elsewhere- Aizawa: *sits down* yuuji:....yo. Aizawa: "Hey. You ready for today?" yuuji: i guess so. -elsewhere- jirou:... oh... my god. -there is a booth that says 'cheerleader sign ups'- mina: ooh, sounds fun! sign me up! jirou: O///O m-mina! Mineta: QWQ "I've died and gone to Heaven..." Relan: ._. -elsewhere- Izuku: *spots a note* "???" Note: "I want to talk to you." Izuku: "???" *looks around* -there is a side note- Izuku: "???" -meet me in the entryway to the locker rooms- Izuku: "Oh, well, that's clearer instructions." *walks to the lockers* -and so- ochako:... ??? *peeek* ?? (thinking: todoroki and deku?) Izuku: owo;;; "...So, you wanted to talk? I mean, we can talk in the dining hall. Food's going to get cold--" Todoroki: *stare* Izuku: "!!! I-I wasn't telling a joke!" Todoroki: "..." Izuku: "...How's your hand?" Todoroki: "Fine, thank you...In the competition, your power took me by surprise--so much so, I broke my pledge." ochako: ?? Izuku: *glances* "...That left hand controls fire...Why don't you--" Todoroki: "That power of yours had a force to it, a pressure, like something I felt before, when All Might released his true power." Izuku: o_o ("Oh crap oh crap oh c--") Todoroki: "Are you All Might's illegitimate child?" Izuku: "..." *brain broken* "Wha?" ochako: *JAWDROP* (thinking: a-all might? and deku's mom?? EHHHHH?????!!!!!) -meanwhile- inko: *ACHOO* i better turn the heater on...* -back with todoroki and izuku- Izuku: "--so I can see why you see it that way--especially when my father hasn't made many appearances--but it's not like that--and me denying it doesn't sound very convincing--" Todoroki: " 'Not like that'...Interesting phrasing--which shows you are hiding something." ochako: ?? Izuku: o____________o Todoroki: "I have a father. Endeavor." Izuku: "!!! Right! The Number 2 superh--" Todoroki: "He's garbage." Izuku: ._. ochako: ...... *remembering what endevour had said* ..... (thinking: todoroki...) Todoroki: "But if you are connected to the Number 1 superhero, All Might, then you, Izuku, are my rival. That powerful bastard thinks of only one thing: strength. He sees All Might as the one obstacle in his path to Number 1. And since he couldn't out-class All Might on his own, he had another plan...Quirk Marriages." Izuku: "!!!" ochako: ??? (thinking: i think we had a class on that. fusing quirks through genetics....) momo:......*awkward glance at iida*.... *looks away* (thinking: i shouldnt say anything now....let it be natural, momo....) Iida: *staring at his cans of orange juice* "Drink, drink, drink!" Izuku: "Right...When Quirks were discovered, people started to seek out marriages...sometimes by force to get the Quirks they wanted, especially rare Quirks or rare combinations that could--" *light bulb* !!!!!! Todoroki: "...Yes. Endeavor used his wealth to pressure--force--my mother to marry him, just to get her Quirk." ochako: !!!!!! Todoroki: "Combine the right Quirks, get the child you wanted. Raw materials, fashioned into what my garbage father wanted out of his...garbage son." ochako: ......*too stunned to say anything*.... Todoroki: "Mother...always crying...'I can't stand to see that left side of yours'...My father's face...She said that, before...throwing scalding water in my face." Izuku: "!!!" ochako:...*her stomach drops*....(thinking: so that's why.....) {mrs uraraka: careful, it's hot. *holding a pot of hot water*} {Todoroki: *stunned*} {mrs uraraka:...hmm? you alright?} {Todoroki: "F-Fine..."} ochako: .... Todoroki: "I will never use that rotten Quirk. I will let it die with him. Rising to the top without it, without him--I'll deny him everything." -elsewhere- Baby: *crying, pointing at a person wearing an Endeavor mask* All Might: *in his de-powered form* o_o;;; yuuji: .....(thinking: dabi really hates that endevour guy...and not just because he's a hero....wonder why that is...?) All Might: "Hey, little guy...It's okay!" *smiling, in de-powered form* "Because I am here!" mother: *smiles* you almost sound like all might. All Might: ^\\\^ "I get that a lot...Certainly don't have the build, though." *flexes his de-powered arm* -elsewhere- Endeavor: *glaring at children, holding up autograph books* fang: ugugu...*pointing to the tv, where endevour is on the screen* Dabi: "..." *shaking* fang: *looks up* dada? Dabi: *walks to the TV...and smashes it* fang: o.o ?? Dabi: *kicks the TV down* "...Needed a new one anyway." -elsewhere- Bakugo: "--and then he tried to hide the magazine." eijiro: wow. that sounds pretty awkward. Bakugo: "Dude tries to do that 'nice guy' routine, but you know he's a giant perv-bag." eijiro: unbelievable. Monoma: "YOU!" Bakugo: "Speak of the perv-bag." hitoshi: O-O; *jumps into the pond* Monoma: "You keep spreading those rumors, and you just see what will happen!" Bakugo: "Everyone will laugh at you and keep small children away from you?" Iida: *looking at the pond* ._.;; hitoshi: *makes an 'X' with his hands to say 'do not tell him i am here'* Bakugo: "--and you did!" Monoma: "I did not! I don't remember doing anything like that!" Bakugo: "BULLSHIT!" itsuka: just ignore him, katsuki, he's just trying to rile you up again. Bakugo: =\\\\= "F-Fine..." Monoma: D: "Itsuka--you believe me, right?" itsuka: well, there's no evidence to prove you guilty or not guilty. Monoma: "THEN TELL HIM TO STOP SPREADING RUMORS ABOUT ME!" Bakugo: "Maybe if you stopped _shouting_..." itsuka: katsuki, are you _certain_ you saw him hiding something? Bakugo: "??? Yeah. It was one those girly magazines. Saw the cover, the girl winking--" denki:... OwO;;;;;;;;;; um..... Monoma: "???" *glares at Denki* Bakugo: "..." denki: i uh... have a phone call from my mom, gtg- itsuka: *grabs him via big hand* where do you think you're going, ka-mi-na-ri~? ^^# denki: .....mama? -elsewhere- yana: *watching over the festivities from an observation tower* .... FD: *text message* [report] yana: [i got some intel on student quirks. sending them your way] -there is a TXT file attached- FD: *glances over it* -it shows the students participating in the games, along with info regarding age, quirk, class, blood type, date of birth, etc- FD: [good. which quirks stand out?] yana: [todoroki's, monoma's, yaoyorozu's, and shinsou's.] FD: [you know any of them personally?] yana: [not yet, but soon.] FD: [okay. keep me updated] -elsewhere- Todoroki: "And now you know." Izuku: "..." ochako: .....*wiping her tears* Todoroki: "Keep your connection to All Might a secret if you wish. Either way, I'll defeat you with just my right side. Sorry to waste your time." Izuku: "..." ("He's like a comic book protagonist...") "Todoroki...I-I've always had help..." Todoroki: *back faced to Izuku* ochako: ?? Izuku: "I owe them...and for that reason...I'm not going to lose! I will repay them! So let me tell you...I will beat you!" Todoroki: "..." *looks back...then walks away* ochako:.... *sighs and walks off* (thinking: talk about a rock and a hard place...) Izuku: "..." *loud sigh of relief* Q___Q -elsewhere- Iida: " 'Games'?" momo: looks like it. Iida: "While that is helpful for people not moving onto the next round of the competition, I do not see it as valuable for those of us who are still in competition--" Sero: "Sweet! They have a scavenger hunt!" hiryuu: nice! Iida: -_-; -elsewhere- Tokoyami: *hiding in the tree branches from the sunshine* -elsewhere- hakagure: im super hyped! Ojiro: .\\\\. "...Okay?" -elsewhere- Dazai: *ice on his junk* >____< yosano: what have we learned from this? Dazai: *squeaky voice* "Get breakfast somewhere else?" -elsewhere- Chuuya: *tosses the ball* sonia: hehe! Chuuya: "Great catch! Toss it back now..." sonia: *toss* Chuuya: *catches* "Good one!" Motojiro: Q___Q *his hair is ripped, his clothes torn* sonia: ^o^ Chuuya: *spins the ball on one finger* -elsewhere- Mori: *puts on a glove* -...- {tomoe: .....} {Rintarou: *sniffles*} {ougai sr: something wrong, son?} {Rintarou: "I-I tripped..."} {ougai sr: *picks him up* now now, let papa take care of that. *smiles and carries him to the clinic room* now, where exactly does it hurt?} {Rintarou: "M-My knee?"} {ougai sr: *examining his knee*} {*There's a light scrape*} {ougai sr: ah. let's patch that right up. *bandaging him* there we go!} {Rintarou: *sniffles* "Th-Thank you..."} {ougai sr: *smiles and ruffles his hair* any time, son.} -...- Mori: "..." *removes his glove, now bloody, speaks into recording device* "Specimen shows signs of cardiac arrest..." person: *twitching* Mori: "...How was this even possible?" *takes out a flashlight, examines the subject's eyes* "Possession?" -soon, the person stops moving...- Mori: "...Nuts." *kicks the garbage can* "No closer..." -elsewhere- Joker: "Who you betting on?" -elsewhere- Cheerleader Coach: "Okay, folks, line up!" mina: ^^ hagakure: ^^ momo: .////.;; atsushi: =u=; how did i get into this? Relan: ^_^ Coach: "We start with some stretches...Really stretch it out..." Student: *stretches their limbs to touch their toes without bending over* "...Now what?" atsushi: o.o; Coach: "...Without the Quirk, to start. Need to build up to it..." Relan: *trying to stretch* -elsewhere- Kyoka: *nom nom nom* kirako: *has the tv on* Announcer: "We're here live at the Sports Festival with some superheroes serving as security. Let me try to get an interview with one. Excuse me! Care for an interview!" mt lady: why of course~ *wink* anything for the fans <3 Announcer: ^\\\^ "Now, Mount Lady, a lot of these students are trying to impress the agencies. As a newer recruit in an agency, any advice?" -elsewhere- Poe: "...Better?" lana: a lot better now. *smiles* dad said he'd talk to the authorities about the incident and maybe get someone to look out for us. Poe: *nods* "..." ("But what if the police are influenced...?") *nervous smile* "I-I would advise additional protections..." lana: ...good call... Poe: "...I have some new manuscripts? I-I can give you and your father each one to carry with you...?" -elsewhere- Hyde: *holds up a novelty talking fish wall-mounted toy* "Decoration!" -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *covered in dirt, panting, shivering* -.....- {Mr. Tsubaki: *holding Sensei, sobbing*} -...- Mr. Tsubaki: *shakes his head* ("Survive...Live...Get out...") *walking aimlessly in fox form through alley* mary: hmm? hey lil fella. ^^ Mr. Tsubaki: "??" *looks up* mary: *offering him some bread* hungry? Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *stomach growling* -\\\\- *small nom* mary: ^^ Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *collapses from exhaustion* mary: !!! -elsewhere- Shamrock: "!!!" himawari:... ?? lavender: you ok? Shamrock: "...I-I think I need some water..." himawari: *getting some* Shamrock: *shaking* -elsewhere- Sakuya: "???" *looks around the Festival* "...You hear something?" naho: hmm? like what? lilac: ?? Sakuya: "...Nevermind. Just in my head." *picks out red bean pastry* -elsewhere- Izuku: *sitting alone at the dining hall table* "..." tsuyu: hey izuku. Izuku: "!!! H-Hey!" *pushes his lunch tray to the side* "S-Sit?" -elsewhere- Bakugo: *sips his drink* "Not bad." -elsewhere- Kid: >~< liz: *patching him up* there ya go. *pap pap* good as new. ^^ Kid: *sniff* "Am-Am I?" liz: .... *sigh* yes, kid. stocking: there you ar-....kid! did you get hurt?! Kid: *covers his head* stocking: kid...*holding his hands* Kid: TT__TT "Am I still symmetrical?" stocking: yes kid. *kisses his forehead* Kid: =\\\\= *sniff* stocking: i love you, hun~ Kid: "I love you, too." *hug* -elsewhere- momo: ..... Relan: "Good training!" hagakure: yeah, im working up a sweat. Relan: ^\\\^ "...You hide it well, ma'am." momo: ..... hagakure: well, im going to go hit the showers now. ^^ Coach: "Sounds like a plan. Good work, folks! We'll check in tomorrow!" Relan: "??? Yaoyorozu, is it?" momo: y-yes? Relan: "...I think you did great out there in the previous round." momo: um, thanks koizumi. Relan: ^^;;; "...Just wanted to say that. Great quirk!" momo: thank you. -later- momo: .........*sigh* Iida: "Yaoyorzu?" momo: *almost jumps out of her skin* iida! good evening! OwO;; Iida: *nods* "Evening. How was cheerleading practice?" momo: it went well.....say, if you have any free time in your schedule this weekend at all, do you think maybe you and i could go to the movies and hang out together? OuO;;;; Iida: "A movie?" *hand to his chin* "Hmm...I should have time this weekend. Which one were you thinking?" momo: hmmm. i'll have to see what's playing. i think they're doing a showing of top gun? Iida: "Oh, my brother loves that film!" momo: great! see you then? OwO;;; Iida: *nods* "Text me the time. I'll buy the popcorn." momo: ok! Iida: "Well, then, see you later." *departs* momo:... *phew* (thinking: you can do this momo.) -elsewhere- Todoroki: "..." ochako: .... Todoroki: "I know you're there." ochako:.... OwO (thinking: busted) hey todoroki! what's up? Todoroki: "Clouds." ochako: *awkward laugh*...right....sooooo... Todoroki: "...What do you want?" ochako: .....is something bothering you? Todoroki: "...No. Just focused on the next round." ochako:... hey...todoroki? promise you wont get mad? Todoroki: "???" ochako:...i kind of...overheard your talk with deku.... Todoroki: *freezes...in place* ochako: .......you're mad, arent you? Todoroki: ….. ochako: *sigh* i understand. i listened in on a personal conversation, and that was really selfish of me. Todoroki: "That is not how I wanted you to learn about this!" ochako: todoroki? Todoroki: *Iida-levels of hand gestures* "I was not ready!" ochako: were you going to tell me this? Todoroki: "Y-Yes?! I don't know how I could w-when you have a normal f-family--" *oh crap he's crying* ochako:......*she doesnt respond.....she just hugs him* Todoroki: *stunned* "...I didn't want you to know." ochako: .....well, no going back now, right? Todoroki: "...My family is..." ochako: did you try calling social services? Todoroki: "How the hell would I?!" *shaking* "On the Number 2 hero...Which cop would ever show up?" ochako:....do you have a place to stay right now? Todoroki: "...My sister, now and then." ochako: that's something, right? Todoroki: "..." *nods* ochako: .....maybe sometimes....you could stay at our place? maybe? 7///7; Todoroki: "...Would your parents mind me sleeping on the couch?" ochako: i could ask. Todoroki: "...Okay." -elsewhere- Yohei: *yawns* chie: tired? Yohei: *nods* "Weird work plans..." chie: ah. Yohei: "Some new radio tower..." mana: you arent disassembling any graveyards, are you? Yohei: o_o; "...No. Why?" mana: just checking. Yohei: "...It is an odd outfit...I've been trying to figure out what kind of transmissions are going through these towers..." -elsewhere- Lucy: "Found you." atsushi: hey lucy .///. Lucy: "..." -\\\- "How did it go?" atsushi: ....flowy... .////. Lucy: "...Sounds about right. You eat?" atsushi: yeah. Lucy: "Oh...I hadn't yet..." -elsewhere- Fitzgerald: "...What an odd breed of canine." louisa: i believe that's a fox, lord francis. Fitzgerald: "Oh! Like in hunting!" *pulls out a gun* mary: *hugs mr tsubaki* Q^Q louisa: O_O;;;; w-where did he even get that?! Mr. Tsubaki: Q____Q Fitzgerald: "The hunt commences!" *aims at Mr. Tsubaki* bram: *blood shield* sir please. Fitzgerald: ._. "..." *shrugs, tosses the gun* "Okay!" ^^ *the gun fires, knocking down the chandelier behind him* louisa: O-O;;;;;;; -elsewhere- Benimaru: *serves tea* kirei: thank you. Benimaru: "You're welcome. How do you feel?" -elsewhere- pushkin: [gon, send a car for us. on the run from cops. help] Ivan: "..." <Shit.> pushkin: [hiding in old paper mill in port district. kati's sobering up now.] Ivan: [fine. got your GPS signal. sent the car] pushkin: [good news, the authorities dont know we're with the rats.] Ivan: [small favors. just avoid them] pushkin: [noted.] katya: *mumbling* <sunnuva bitch was...askin fer it....shit talkin...> -after the car arrived- katya: zzzzzzz pushkin: *phew* <thanks again.> Driver: <What did you do?> pushkin: <long story short. kati got into a fight with a street lamp...again.> Driver: <...Jeez.> *turns into an alley* <Why not just talk it out?> pushkin: <you know how kati can be. throw punches first, ask questions later> Driver: <Try asking questions while punching?> -elsewhere- Todoroki: "..." fuyumi: welcome home. Todoroki: "...Thank you." -elsewhere- sonia: zzzz Chuuya: *tucks her in* sonia: *holding her teddy bear* Chuuya: *smiles, strokes the hair off her forehead* -she seems content- Chuuya: *small forehead kiss* ("Sleep well, kiddo.") mito: *asleep at the foot of sonia's bed* Chuuya: *pets Mito* mito: *purrs* Chuuya: “…..” {kouyou: *silently weeping*} {Chuuya: "..." *tugs on her sleeve*} {kouyou: *sniffs and looks, tears streaking her face*} {Chuuya: "Kouyou? May I …call you 'Mom'?"} {kouyou:....*she hugs him* i would....like that....t-thank you, chuuya...} {Chuuya: ^^ *hug* "I love you, Mom."} -...- Chuuya: "..." ("If only I could be half as good...") rain?: you already are. Chuuya: "?!!!" *looks around* -nothing...- Chuuya: "..." *holds his hands over his heart* -silence- Chuuya: *sits on the couch...looks at a photo of Rain* -silence- Chuuya: "...I wish you were here." -...- {fyodor: if you help me, i can help you bring your beloved back...} Chuuya: *sighs* "If only..." -elsewhere- Poe: *pets Karl* "Did you miss me?" karl: ^o^ rowena: i made sure he was fed. ^^ Poe: ^^ "I know you would. Thank you, Rowena." rowena: ......are you certain you're alright? Poe: ^^;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; "I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!!!" rowena: brother, did something happen?? Poe: o\\\\\o "I'M NOT PREGNANT!" rowena: ..... *confused* Poe: "...I got close to Lana. No closer than before, but almost dying kind of does that..." rowena: ALMOST WHAT!??! Poe: "DON'T PANIC! I'M NOT DEAD! ...Am I?" *taps his wrist* "...We fought a man in charge of a vampire organization, trapped a vampire in a book, ripped a bomb free from Lana's father's chest, then got transported somewhere that I can't quite remember but there was a unicorn and vomit--" rowena: ................................................................................... *'what?' intensifies* Poe: "--and so we managed to scare him and the vampire away, and I stayed overnight to offer protection, but that's not going to be enough if we need to make sure Lana and her father are safe--" rowena: ... Poe: "--so I was thinking whether to move Lana and her father here--" rowena: ...... o-o Poe: "--and perhaps set up rooms for them, maybe a room for Lana to pursue her hobbies, a spot for her father's music collection, perhaps a breakfast nook--" rowena: brother. breathe. Poe: *long inhale* "...Okay." -elsewhere- Iida: *enters front door* bee maid: welcome home, young master tenya. *bows* Iida: "Thank you. Is anyone else home?" bee maid: your mother and brother are here. Iida: "Then I shall make introductions." *hands her his coat, enters to where his mother is* mama iida: welcome home, son. ^^ Iida: "Good evening, Mother! How are you?" mama iida: i've been well, and you? Iida: *nods* "Well, thank you. Looking forward to advancing in the next round of the competition!" -elsewhere- Dazai: *turns carefully...sighs* -....looks like odasaku's birthday is coming up on the calendar...- Dazai: "..." *sniff* -...- {Dazai: *shiny eyes* "That's your b-day?"} {odasaku: yeah.} {ango: just a few days after mine.} {Dazai: *slamming fists on the table* "Double-birthday! Double-birthday!"} {ango: o_.o;} {odasaku: ...we'll have the party at the curry shop} {ango: THAT WAS A QUICK RESPONSE!} {Dazai: "YAAAAAY! Spicy or not?"} -...- Dazai: *tears falling as he weeps* -silence- Dazai: *hugs his pillow, cries* -elsewhere- FD: "..." leo: ....sir? FD: "What?" leo: something on your mind? FD: "Just tracking the location of some targets..." *taps a hand on his console, displaying a holographic map* leo:....i see..... FD: "Recognize them?" leo:....somewhat... {-a young prostitute is hiding under some sacks to keep warm-} {leo: .......*shivering* <am i.... going to keep suffering this way?>} {???: "??? Hardly the best material for keeping warm."} {leo: *she looks up, her eyes tired and lifeless* ....?} {FD: "I would think you would steal clothes rather than stay frozen in this environment."} {leo:........<they'd just be torn away again...>} {FD: <Ah...> *removes his coat*} {leo: ?? } {FD: *sets it over her shoulders*} {leo: ......<why are you....being so kind to me?>} {FD: <I recognize that dead look.>} {leo:.......} {FD: <Life slowly ebbing from your body...yet, despite you initiating the process of dying, you still hold on.>} {leo: ........<i....want to....but i cant....>} {FD: *buttons up the coat on her* <Why not? What is stopping you?>} {leo:....<my ability.....keeps me from dying....no matter how many times im cut, shot, beaten, burned.....i keep surviving....they say im a gifted....but really im cursed...> *trembling*} {FD: "..." *smiles* <The difference between a gift and a curse is how you use it...>} {leo: ......<i have nothing to return to. no family, no friends.....im alone in this place.....i just....want to die...but i cant...> *tears falling* } {FD: "..." <I know how.>} {leo: ?? *she looks at him*} {FD: <A book...>} {leo: ??} {FD: "..." *smiles* <Let's get you a meal. And we can talk about it.>} leo: ..... FD: <--at which point, that should reveal a path to the book.> leo: r-right. FD: "??? Something wrong?" leo: ?? n-nothing. FD: *nods* "I'll need you to be ready for some combat, so go train." -elsewhere- Relan: *looking at a diagram* "..." *tries to match the poses* iris: *watching* Relan: *takes the pompoms* "Um...'See that score? Now it's more! See our boys? Make some noise!" iris: *claps* shinra: ^^ Relan: "Th-Thanks. I just hope I can remember it all." ^\\\\^ -elsewhere- Kid: "Zzz..." stocking: *stroking his cheek* .... Kid: *slight stir, small whimper* stocking:....*kisses him softly* i love you... Kid: *calms down...sleep hug* stocking: ... (thinking: i know i cant cure your depression.....but just know you arent alone, ok?) Kid: *his breathing calms...* =\\\\= -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *snoring* rashomon: zzzz Akutagawa: *shivers* rashomon:....*acting as a blanket* Akutagawa: =\\\\= *he stops shaking* -early morning- Mr. Tsubaki: *in fox form* "Zzz..." mary: morning lil fella. Mr. Tsubaki: *yawns* *looks around* "...???" mary: *she has some chicken out* hungry? Mr. Tsubaki: *stomach growl* .\\\\. *hesitantly approaches...sniffs the chicken* -it's ok to eat, dont worry- Mr. Tsubaki: *nom* =\\\= mary: you must have been hungry, lil guy. Mr. Tsubaki: *devours the chicken, licking the remains* mary: *smiles* ^^ Mr. Tsubaki: *small pant* mary: ^^ Mr. Tsubaki: *tries to sit up...but he keeps holding out his tongue, parched* mary: i'll get you some water now! Mr. Tsubaki: *collapses back down, exhausted* -elsewhere- Kid: *yawn* stocking: zzzz Kid: "..." *cuddles* stocking: =///= Kid: "You're here..." stocking: *yawns* yeah. *kiss* Kid: "...I was scared..." stocking: im right here, ok? Kid: "..." *holds onto her* stocking: !!.... *hugs back, stroking his back* i'll always love you kid. Kid: "I will always love you, Stocking..." *sniffs* TT__TT stocking: *kiss* Kid: T\\\\T *closes his eyes* stocking: *holding him close* Kid: *his breathing calms down...he stays limp in her arms* stocking: *humming* Kid: *leans against her* =\\\\\\\= -elsewhere- Todoroki: =_= fuyumi: whats up? Todoroki: "...A lot going on." fuyumi: is it....you know who? Todoroki: "...Yeah. He came up in the discussion." fuyumi: ..... Todoroki: "...He'll just keep appearing at each round." fuyumi: *pats his back* you're going to be ok. Todoroki: "...Thank you." *holds her hand* -elsewhere- Akitaru: "Morning, Doc." karin: mornin' commander! Akitaru: "How're your new inventions coming along?" -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *brushing his teeth* =_= -one message from; naoya cell- Akutagawa: *continues brushing, checks the message* naoya: [morning akuta ^^ you got a big day today] Akutagawa: "..." [that sounds ominous] naoya: [=3= i meant the sports festival] Akutagawa: "..." [right. i'm getting ready to head out now] naoya: [i think today is the 1-on-1 battles] Akutagawa: "..." [then i will win] -elsewhere- Lucy: "You better win!" atsushi: we will! Kyoka: *battle face* Lucy: "...* double hug* atsushi: ^////^ Kyoka: "..." *pat pat* Lucy: *sniff* "I'll be in the stands..." -elsewhere- Sakuya: "Eggs are done." *drops them onto plates* naho: awesome! Sakuya: "Dig in!" *spreading some jam on toast* "Want to be full and ready to watch the games." -elsewhere- Chuuya: *inhales* shinra: you ready for this, ozaki? Chuuya: "As ready as I'll ever be." -outside- Izuku: "Long line to get in..." -and so- atsushi: O-O; (thinking: looks like akutagawa and kyouka are the first match...if akutagawa wins, and _i_ win....we'll be facing each other...) *gulp* Kyoka: "...I'm going to break him." atsushi: please do. Kyoka: *pats his arm* "Done." atsushi: ^^; *glances at akutagawa* Akutagawa: *staring at a wall* -a few matches later, it was kyouka and akutagawa's turn- Akutagawa: "...Rashomon." Kyoka: *pulls out her phone* "Demon Snow." atsushi: come on kyouka! kick his ass! Chuuya: "???" Akutagawa: "...Swarm." yana: *in the audience, recording* *Rashomon divides into multiple limbs, swatting at Kyoka* Kyoka: "!!!" announcer: and araragi is going all out already! *Demon Snow slices the limbs away--but one comes at Kyoka* Kyoka: "!!!" *leaps out of the way* Akutagawa: "..." *smirks* "Spider Web." *Rashomon appears as a spider web beneath Kyoka's feet* atsushi: !!! Kyoka: *tries to leap--but the web crawls up her legs* "Demon Snow! Help!" demon snow: !!! *SLICE* Kyoka: *leaps and rolls away, taking off on a run* Akutagawa: *sighs* "Jaws." rashomon: *SCREECH and gives chase* ochako: woah! impressive! dark shadow: 💗 u 💗 Tokoyami: -__-; "Down, boy." Kyoka: *passing along the edge of the ring* "..." *heading for Akutagawa* Akutagawa: "...???" -CLANG- Akutagawa: *blocks Demon Snow with Rashomon* Kyoka: "..." *shuts her phone, runs forward, slides along the ring--* Akutagawa: "?!" Kyoka: *kick in his balls* atsushi: *wince* announcer: OOOOH that's _gotta_ hurt! momo: ok, even _i_ felt that. Kyoka: "..." *sighs* announcer: THE ROUND GOES TO KYOUKA IZUMI! kouyou: *OVERJOYED* AHHHH MY BABIES WON! Motojiro: "...His balls are RIP." higuchi:....ow. Gin: D8> -back at the tournament- Lucy: *loud applauding* "WOOOO!" Akutagawa: x_____x -and so- atsushi: looks like we'll be battling in the next round, kyouka. Kyoka: "...Are you pleased your stalker is removed?" atsushi: yeah. Kyoka: "Then may the best person win." atsushi: right. i wont be holding back, either! Kyoka: "Nor I. Watch your balls." atsushi: ._.; noted. Lucy: "Atsushi." atsushi: hey lucy. Lucy: "I got you a good luck charm." atsushi: oh. thanks. ^^ Lucy: *puts the necklace around his neck* "Kick some butt out there." atsushi: ok. -elsewhere- Chuuya: *inhales* classmate: great job out there, ozaki! Chuuya: "Oh...Th-Thanks." ^^; yana: .... Chuuya: "..." *glare* yana: ..... *walking into an alley* Chuuya: "..." *follows* yana: ... evening.....*shaft head tilts to look back at him* mr executive. Chuuya: "Why are you here, rat?" yana: why not? just thought i'd get some fresh air, is that illegal or something? *she chuckles* Chuuya: "For your kind, it should be." yana: jeez, hostile much? and who do you think _you_ are, some caped crusader? like in the comic books? Chuuya: "What do you want?" yana: im just here to have a good time and enjoy the festivities, just like anyone else would be. Chuuya: "That's a lie. You have other intentions." yana: wow, you're pissy today. did you get enough sleep last night? Chuuya: "...If I don't see you out of here by the time this next round starts, how about I send someone to blow your brains out?" yana: tsk-tsk...y'know....fyodor's right about you. you're a man who goes by his emotional impulses. you never think things logically....unlike your former partner...what was his name now? dazai? was it? Chuuya: "..." *turns around* yana:...*rolls eyes and walks off* well that was disappointing... Chuuya: *clenching his fist* yana: oh...tell sonia that uncle fyodor says hello. Chuuya: *growls, shaking the ground around her* -she's gone...- Chuuya: "..." *slams his fist against the wall* -on the roof- yana: *walking along, looking at her grappling hook* rip sasha, we'll make sure your pet projects get put to good use...*smile* *students are milling around below* yana:....*checking her vantage points* .... *Some teachers and security have guarded exits* yana: ...<shit. looks like im gonna have to parkour it...> -elsewhere- Black Star: "Bye-bye, motherfucker!" *grabs the opponent by the wrist and ankle, picking them up and swinging them around* opponent: >3< game vendor: damn, he's really getting into it. tsubaki: ^-^; Black Star: *tosses the opponent away* -ding ding- vendor: we have a winner! Black Star: *victory pose* "Oh, yeah!" -elsewhere- Kid: "..." julie: ?? Kid: "Oh. Hello, Julie." julie: hiya, uncle kid. *hands him something made out of play-doh* it's supposed to be a squirrel. Kid: owo; "...I can see that. The tail looks like one." ("Although this isn't symmetrical...") julie: ....*hug* are you happier now, uncle kid? Kid: "..." *hug* "Y-Yes. Thank you." julie: ^^ Kid: *pat pat* "...Let's get Mr. Squirrel something to eat." -elsewhere- Ponera: *baby vomit on her dress* T____T grimoire: *handing her a towel* so what's our next move? Ponera: "You know that Festival in Death City?" grimoire: the sports festival? Ponera: *nods* "The security is focused there. And one remaining relic we need is a bit harder to gain when it's in Death City..." grimoire: shall we send someone to crash the party? Ponera: "Not 'crash,' per se, but let the Festival be a distraction..." *slight sneer* "Or did you have an attack on the Festival in mind to create a bigger distraction?" grimoire:...i think it's time we reunite our little false reaper with his...other half. -elsewhere- Bakugo: "...I can do this..." *puts another coin into the crane machine* -elsewhere- justin: *shivering* Yumi: "??? Cold?" *approaches from the pew* justin: just...just the autumn chills, i suppose. ^^; Yumi: "...We knitted something for you." *pulls out a scarf* justin: ah. why thank you. *puts it on* oriko: ^^ h-hello... child: hiya mrs yumi! Yumi: ^^ *waves* "Hello. How are you?" child: my new family is picking me up tomorrow! Yumi: "Oh? You excited?" child: *he nods* im really nervous too.... justin: *head pats* it's understandable. but they'll take care of you. child:..y-yeah....*hug* im gonna miss you, big bro. you and the other kids. Yumi: *smiles* -elsewhere- Lucy: *tense* atsushi: something up? Lucy: "Just thinking about the rest of the competition..." atsushi: yeah. the second round is tomorrow... Lucy: "...You're going to do great." atsushi:... (thinking: i fought kyouka once before....it feels like so long ago, now...) {Kyoka: "--I killed 35 people."} atsushi: ... (thinking: she felt like...a completely difference person...but yet...} {Kyoka: *crying* "I don't want to kill any more!"} atsushi: ....*sigh* (thinking: tomorrows going to be a busy day for me...shit.) Lucy: "..." *rubs his head* -elsewhere- Hibana: *napping on the couch* {ivy: ....*watching from behind a wall*} {clematis: wow! so pretty!} {iris: *in awe*} {Hibana: *beaming with pride* "Of course! Wait 'til you see the sunflower..."} {ivy: ..... *lighting a match, drawing a small snake from it* .....} -elsewhere- Joker: *drawing a map* "...You listening?" ivy: ..yeah. scarlet: hard not to be. misora: can we make it quick? the others are gonna get suspicious. Joker: *nods* "While the 8th is in the tunnels, we have someone stationed outside for surveillance and rescue. This also gives us prime time to go through their headquarters." misora: hehe, just leave that part to me~<3 i'll convince commander tsurumaki to let us keep watch on home base for them~ seems the and commander oubi are on good terms. ^^ Joker: "Go work your magic, then." misora: can and will do, mr manager~<3 Joker: "...Right. Now, Red, Ivy--you know what to do?" ivy: of course... scarlet:...yeah. -elsewhere- Dazai: *grunts* -...- {mafia boss: *laying dead....with dr mori standing above him* } {Dazai: "Wh-What the hell...?"} {mori: *chilling smile* this is our little secret, understood, son? tell them, that with his dying breath, the boss appointed me as the new head of the mafia} {Dazai: "..." *silent...stoic*} -...- Dazai: "..." *shudders, falls to his knees* -be on the side that saves people...- Dazai: *stares at his hands...they are bandaged and trembling* -knocks- atsushi: dazai? you ok? Dazai: "FINE!" atsushi: *startled* Dazai: "...Sorry." atsushi: should i come in? Dazai: "...Whatever." atsushi:...*enters* ..... Dazai: "..." *lies on the floor* "Howdy." atsushi:....*goes over to him* Dazai: "...I was making too much noise?" atsushi:...just instinct to check on you, i guess... Dazai: "..." *turns over* "Good instincts." atsushi:.....*hug* Dazai: "..." *pat pat* atsushi: you ok? Dazai: "...Just remembered something." atsushi: .... Dazai: "...I don't want to go back to that. Dying...let's me escape the past." atsushi: hey, it's gonna be ok, alright? Dazai: *whimpers* atsushi:......*rubs his back* Dazai: *curls up into a ball* "Oda..." atsushi:.....*hums* Dazai: *sobs* atsushi:..... *remembering how dazai hugged him at the train station* ...... {Dazai: "This isn't your fault."} atsushi: ...... -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: =w= bram: do you think he's someone's pet? louisa: it's possible... Mr. Tsubaki: *lies on his back* mary: *belly rubs* Mr. Tsubaki: =\\\\\= *happy pant* -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *weak growl* naoya: *giving him some figs* happy? Akutagawa: "..." *nom* *mouth full* "No." naoya: sure, akuta, sure. Akutagawa: "...I don't even know whether I can procreate now." naoya: you wanna see the doc? Akutagawa: *nods* -elsewhere- Chuuya: "..." sonia: *asleep* Chuuya: *shudders* ("The hell does that crazy brat want?") -message on phone from; naoya- Chuuya: "..." *pulls it up* naoya: [ey, congrats on the win!] Chuuya: [thanks. how's akutagawa?] naoya: [doing better. good news, his balls survived] Chuuya: "..." [truly good news] naoya: [bad news, he's akutagawa-ing harder than usual.] Chuuya: [need me to take over seeing him?] naoya: [if u think u can handle it. sure] Chuuya: [i'll stop by tomorrow. watch sonia?] naoya: .///.; [can do] Chuuya: [thanks. we'll be by tomorrow morning] naoya: [k] Chuuya: "..." *lies back in bed, staring at the ceiling* naoya:.... sssssshit i dont know the first thing about child care 6_9; *Images of Sonia walking into on-coming traffic, putting a fork into an electrical outlet, juggling chainsaws* naoya: o___________________o;;;;;;;; *dialing hirotsu* old man how do i mom? hirotsu:.....what? -elsewhere- Emine: "I told you taking care of babies is easy." *holds up Toru...who has a diaper on his head* chie: *cracks knuckles* ^^# Emine: "..." *hands the baby to Lin* "I must go now." *runs* io: mama, toru got a worm on him. saki: OwO;;;;;;;;; Yohei: *stifling his laughter* mana: *facepalm* chie: *fixing the diaper* *sigh* akaderu: =_=; *looks at nea* good luck. medea:....*closes the door* -elsewhere- Hawthorne: *shackled to the walls* "..." zoey:.....*she has a crowbar* ....... Hawthorne: *closes his eyes* "Lord, give me strength..." zoey: i wonder......*pant* what should i....*pant* break first~? Hawthorne: "I don't have to worry about tomorrow. If you just give me the strength that I need today that is all I need..." zoey: .....*raises the bar....and swings it onto his right ankle* Hawthorne: *grimaces...keeps his eyes shut...* "I admit that it's hard, Lord. Sometimes I feel like I can't go on..." zoey: ....this wont....be enough......*she gets a fire poker....a very hot...fire poker* Hawthorne: *shudders* "I-I know that I can come to you, Jesus, and that you will hear my prayer." zoey:.....*malicious smile as she jabs the sharp end of the poker into his side* Hawthorne: *howls in pain* zoey: *jabs harder* Hawthorne: *sobbing* "ARRRRHHHHH!!!" zoey: hehe~ *stomps on his stomach* Hawthorne: *shaking in the chains, convulsing* zoey: oh? have you....had enough already...pastor? Hawthorne: *coughs up blood* zoey:....master....shall i....*pant* continue? FD: "...We're done here." zoey:....*drops the poker and exits with him* Hawthorne: *hot tears streaming down his face* FD: "Are you satisfied?" zoey: only if you are, master.... FD: "I am..." *touches the hem of her dress* "You got blood on yourself." zoey: is that...good? FD: "It's messy." zoey: do you want me to...clean it off? FD: "Immediately." zoey: of course...*goes to do that* FD: *bites along his thumb* Ivan: Q____Q katya: now's your chance. go go! Ivan: "..." *nods* *inches to FD* "M-M-M-Mas-Mast-Master--" FD: "Hmmm? Ivan. Did you finish the task?" Ivan: *nod nod nod* "...I am ready for the next one?" FD: "...Hmm...I'm sure there is work you can take over for Zoey." katya: *peeeeeek* leo: ..... Ivan: Q_Q "...Just something you already assigned to Zoey?" FD: "Yes. She will have a busy schedule for the next few hours. So please proceed with torture, filing, medical aid--" Ivan: "I-I could do what you were going to have Zoey do for the next few hours!" FD: "...I'm sure you could." Ivan: QWQ FD: "Well..." zoey: ivan....pleasure....t-to....see....you....*shaking* Ivan: "...You as well, Miss Lewis. You done freshening up?" zoey: why yes....yes i am.... Ivan: "Hmm. Master was asking I take over some tasks for you. I guess he assumes you cannot handle it all and wants you to have time off." zoey: master, do you want me to take it easy today? FD: "I think it may benefit you." zoey: then i shall do as you ask of me. FD: "Good. Ivan, take care of her tasks, while Zoey and I call it a night." Ivan: owo;;;; zoey: shall i, go to your room then? FD: "Yes." Ivan: D8 leo:.... Ivan: Q~Q katya: ouch. that sucks. FD: *pats Zoey's bottom* "We go." Ivan: Q____Q *looks at clipboard of work* "...Darn it." leo: i could....help you if you need me too. Ivan: *sniff* "I'd appreciate that...Let's start with clean up work." -elsewhere- Poe: *making a bed* -knocks- Poe: "Yes?" henry: surprise. molly: ^^ emilia: UNCLE EDDIE! *hugs his leg* Poe: o\\\\\o "...Wh-When did you all get in? Welcome! Hello! H-How are you?" henry: well, we did just get into town. molly: mind if we come in? Poe: "P-Please, do! Have you told Rowena?" molly: we'll call her shortly. ^^ emilia: hiya karl, hiya kitty. Poe: owo "???" lana: *coming from upstairs* ok, i think i got most everything set up-.... um. hi? molly:... 7w7 eddie, you didnt tell us you had a lady friend visiting~ henry: ^^; Poe: o\\\\\o "Sh-She's not visiting! She's just moving in." molly: *griiiiiin* Poe: "...!!!" *waves his hands* "I-I have done nothing untoward! This is Lana! She's my girlfriend!" lana: hello. *waves* henry: a pleasure to meet you. im henry, edgar's elder brother. this is my wife, molly, and our daughter, emilia. emilia: *wave* Poe: "H-How about I make some t-tea?" -elsewhere- Melville: "..." moby dick: *tiny whale noises* Melville: "..." *rests his hand near Moby* moby: =w= -elsewhere- Tsukiyo: "...You miss him?" hinata: is he ok? Benimaru: -_-; "He's fine. Just relax." -elsewhere- Kid: *sets the squirrel statuette on the shelf* stocking: cute. ^^ Kid: *smiles* "It was very nice of her to make it." stocking: *smiles* i bet our kids will make cute stuff like that too someday. Kid: .\\\\. "...I only hope so..." *reaches for Stocking's hand* stocking:.... *warm smile and kisses him* Kid: *smooch* =\\\\= -elsewhere- Vulcan: *lying in bed, looking up at the ceiling* "..." ("Lisa...") nozomi: vulcan? Vulcan: *sits up* "Yeah?" nozomi: is everything alright? it's getting pretty late.... Vulcan: "...Just not sleeping. Thinking about Lisa." nozomi:...we'll find her soon, dont worry. ^^ Vulcan: "...Easy to say." nozomi: ... Vulcan: "I just want her to come back. Just knowing what Giovanni is about, he's a menace." nozomi:....the commander told me that squad 0 will be visiting soon, maybe commander tsurumaki and commander agni know something? Vulcan: "Maybe...Any info would help." nozomi: i think commander tsurumaki mentioned she used to be in the 3rd along with commander agni. Vulcan: "...You never saw Giovanni's real face." nozomi: ?? Vulcan: "Those eyes...like coals of fire." nozomi:..... Vulcan: "I thought he'd pull my eyes out when I was a kid..." nozomi: eep! Vulcan: "...Sorry. He's just a dangerous dude." nozomi: i-i'll keep that in mind. Vulcan: "...Here." *hands her a frog-shaped paperweight* "Keep this with you." nozomi: o-ok. -elsewhere- Kunikida: *marking charts* aya: *asleep on the couch* Kunikida: "..." *goes to the closet, removes a blanket, lays it onto Aya* aya: =w= Kunikida: "..." ("I wonder how her family is...") -elsewhere- Tachihara: "Hmph." hirotsu: is something wrong? Tachihara: "Bored." hirotsu: of course. Tachihara: "Can we at least get some slushies?" hirotsu: very well. Tachihara: "Yay!" -elsewhere- Sakuya: "..." otogiri: something bothering you? Sakuya: "Nothing more than usual...Just feeling down." otogiri: *making tea* Sakuya: "..." *small shudder* "Some hot tea will be good." -elsewhere- Gin: *sets down binoculars* naoya: see anything good, gin? Gin: "Occupants at this hour are finally going to bed...except those on the 27th floor." naoya: ah. *takes a look* lets see here... Gin: "Might be their supplier, waiting for the meeting." naoya: ... let's see. the distance should be right.... -perspective- *Inside the room is a man, looking at himself in the mirror as he adjusts his white suit, a table full of money and cocaine...and a woman, injured, strapped to a chair* naoya: mother fucker. he has a hostage. Gin: "!!! Can you identify him?" naoya: hold a sec. *looking through the woman's eyes* one of our suppliers. piece of shit's holding out on us. *The woman lets out a whimper* Gin: "...Is the hostage expendable?" naoya: ...... Gin: "...Backup?" naoya: ....send 'em in. Gin: *talks into communicator* "Go in." -mafioso's storm the apartment- Dealer: "?!! The fuck--" mafioso: so what ya got there buddy? Dealer: "..." *pulls out his gun, fires* mafioso 2: *tackles him* mafioso 3: *on the communicator* we got a hostage here, what do we do with her? Gin: "Administer medical aid." mafioso 3: got it. Woman: *wide-eyed, struggling to breathe* mafioso 3: *undoing restraints* it's alright now, ma'am. we have it under control, just breathe, and we'll take you to medical. Woman: "..." *passes out* -elsewhere- Poe: OWO; henry: so, how's the city treating you both? rowena: it's wonderful here, i even have a familiar now. lenore: -.- henry: well i'll be. Poe: "...I feel content." =w= molly: have you kept contact with those other people from..the guild i think it was? Poe: ._. "...Not too much...Lucy is still around." molly: ah, i see. emilia: can we meet her? Poe: "Sh-She works at a local cafe, so yes." emilia: yay! Poe: ^^ "You like chocolate chip cookies? They have some good ones." -elsewhere- Dazai: "Zzz..." atsushi: ....*sigh* Dazai: *turns over in his bed, breathing calmly* atsushi:...*exits* Dazai: =w= Kyoka: *cooking ramen* -elsewhere- Mephisto: *leans his head* "Kicking?" -bump- felisia: sure sounds it. Mephisto: owo "Yay!" -elsewhere- Todoroki: "Hmph." fuyumi: you ok? Todoroki: "...I want to win." fuyumi: ... Todoroki: "And I will--without his power." -elsewhere- Monoma: "--and he's not even that attractive! He looks like that Guy Fury guy on the Food Network!" hiryuu: *squints* Monoma: "I'm much more attractive! And I smell nice..." manga: <"credit where credit is due, my dude"> Monoma: "Thank you! See? Manga agrees with me!" manga: <"personality wise, you need work."> Monoma: "..." *puts Post-It Notes on Manga so the statement reads "Personally, wise, you are."* manga: < "D8<" > Izuku: "--and the milkshakes are so good!" -elsewhere- Relan: *snore* -early morning- Kid: =w= stocking: zzzz Kid: "..." *cheek smooch* stocking: morning, hunny~ *smooch* Kid: ^\\\^ "Good morning, my sweet." *hug* stocking: this is nice. =////= Kid: *nods* "It's almost perfect..." stocking: oh~? Kid: *kisses her lips lightly* stocking: mmmn~ u/////u Kid: *kisses behind her ear* -elsewhere- Chuuya: "Be good for Naoya today, okay?" sonia: ok. naoya: plus you got grampa hirotsu here too! hirotsu: 7.7; Chuuya: "And Akutagawa and I will talk." Akutagawa: -____-# sonia: uncle aku, get well, ok? Akutagawa: "...Hmph." -elsewhere- Medusa: "A distraction?" grimoire: indeed. Medusa: "..." *sneers* "Sounds like fun." -elsewhere- FD: *sighs* leo: sir? FD: "Have the two of them stopped yet?" leo: *looks out the door yet* Ivan: "DUMB COW!" zoey: stringy haired swine! FD: -_-;;; leo:...im afraid they're still at it... Ivan: "Your dugs are as sour as your disposition, you twat!" FD: -_-# zoey: at least im not a waste of bandages like you! katya: want me to stop them? FD: "If you don't mind." Ivan: "At least I'm not a semen deposit!" katya: -10 seconds- *tranqs them both* zoey: *collapses* Ivan: X_X FD: "Very good. Katya, bring Zoey to my quarters." katya: *drags her* you owe me for this. leo: *carrying ivan to his room* FD: "Of course..." Ivan: X~X *moaning* leo: ... .////. Ivan: "Master..." leo: ..... *sigh* Ivan: *drooling, asleep* leo:....*tucks him in* get some rest, ivan...i-...*shakes head and exits* (thinking: i shouldnt say it...i know he'll never say it back, so best not to torture myself further...) Ivan: "L-Love me..." leo: !!! *turns, blushing* i-ivan? o////o Ivan: *talking in his sleep* "Please, Master...Love me..." leo:....*walking away, her heart cracking slightly* Ivan: "Zzz..." FD: "..." leo:...sir? FD: "I need to keep those two in line. This is getting out of hand." leo: understood, sir. FD: "Watch Ivan today. Don't let him out of your sight." leo: o///o m-me? sir? katya: maybe give ivan some attention so he'll stop his bitching? FD: -_-# "Katya, please. I do have a full agenda. And yes, Leo--guard him. I anticipate Zoe will kill him at this rate." leo: ....understood. katya: i really hope this plan gets finished soon. FD: "All in good time. Just translating." katya:.....oookay then. FD: "Now, if you excuse me, I have to tend to Zoey before she awakens." leo: ... Ivan: *snore* "Little Mister..." katya: lev, im gonna give you some life advice. in every company, every group of a bunch of people, there's one person that no one even fucking likes. in our case. zoey is the one no one likes. not even the boss. FD: *stares at the unconscious Zoey* "..." zoey: ..... FD: *pats her face* yana: you thinkin about killin her or nah? FD: "No. Just have to re-educate her." yana: ... FD: "Make her realize my word is law." yana: oookday then. im just gonna get back to my work then. lates. FD: "Yes, later." *removes a strap* "..." -elsewhere- Vulcan: *shivers* karin: hey. *pats his back* it's gonna be alright, you hear? Vulcan: "Just been seeing his face at night, Doc..." karin: need some warm cinne-milk? Vulcan: "...Yes, please." karin: ok. *getting out the mug, milk, and cinnamon* Vulcan: *staring at the table...* {Vulcan: "Dad! Look what I made!"} {vulcan's dad: looks great, kiddo. *head pats*} {Vulcan: "Hee hee. Can we make something together, Dad?"} {???: "Ahem. I had an appointment..."} {*It's Giovanni*} karin: here you go, kiddo. *smiles and hands it to him* Vulcan: *shivering* karin: .....whenever me or irina couldnt sleep, our mom would make this for us. Vulcan: "D-Dad would just have me have a cola." karin: hmm...well, wouldnt kill ya to try something new, kiddo. Vulcan: "...How I ended up here in the 8th." *sips* karin: life's pretty unpredictable like that, i guess. Vulcan: "No kidding...This isn't bad." karin: *smiles* Vulcan: "..." *small smile* "Th-Thanks." -elsewhere- Dazai: "I brought donuts!" kirako: ^^ good luck you two in the match today. Kyoka: *bows* "We will bring honor to the Agency with the tears of our opponents and the cheers of the crowd." atsushi: ^^; Dazai: "..." *pats Atsushi's head* atsushi: ....^^ Dazai: ^^ "And thanks for last night!" atsushi: no problem. Kyoka: "..." *eyebrow raise* atsushi:... .-.; dazai had one of his, um... dazai? do you feel comfortable with me telling them or...? Dazai: ^^ "I had a night terror." kirako:.... *pats his back* Dazai: "...Thanks." T\\\T -elsewhere- Chuuya: "...You're quiet." Akutagawa: "..." Chuuya: "..." *sips his tea* -...- Chuuya: "..." *nervous laugh* "I have new photos of Sonia--" Akutagawa: "I don't care." Chuuya: "...You want to say that again?" Akutagawa: "I am not interested in photographs of your child or this inane, mindless chatter." Chuuya: ^^# *10 minutes later* Akutagawa: *strapped to a chair, Clockwork Orange style* O_____O Chuuya: "And here's Sonia with her first root beer float." ^^ classmate: jeez, ozaki doesnt mess around ._.; Classmate #2: "Cute kid, though." Akutagawa: "Make it stop!" Chuuya: " 'Make it more'? Sure!" *pulls up next photo on his phone* "And here's Sonia with her new teddy bear--" Akutagawa: "Didn't Dazai force that onto you?" Chuuya: "..." -_- *slap* -elsewhere- Todoroki: *walking to the Festival* ochako: hey, todoroki! Todoroki: *shudders* "Wh-Where?" ochako: hmm? ....did you sleep well last night? Todoroki: "...Sorry. I guess I'm still waking up. Hello. How are you?" ochako: im good. did you want to get some funnel cake? Todoroki: "...Okay? Sure." ochako: ^^ Hyde: *working at the funnel cake stand* "Welcome! What can I get you two?" ochako: one large funnel cake please! Hyde: "One funnel cake for the lovely couple, coming up." Todoroki: .\\\. -elsewhere- Gin: "Update on the mission from last night?" naoya: well, we brought the hostage to interrogation. Gin: "Any useful information?" -elsewhere- Belkia: *in an orange jumpsuit* -_-# "Stupid community service..." *picks up trash* -elsewhere- Yohei: *carrying Toru in the baby carrier* "I think Daddy needs some coffee, maybe a cinnamon bun. What do you think, kiddo?" toru: ah. Yohei: "I'll take that as a yes." ^^ *enters Deathbucks* -elsewhere- Patty: *curled up in bed* -~- roxanne: feeling better, kiddo? Patty: *shakes her head* "Can I have more ginger ale?" roxanne: of course. heather: i told her not to eat so fast, but she doesnt want to listen. -_-; Yumi: "Far more capable have tried to, and they failed." -elsewhere- Arthur: "You'll be watching the Festival?" tamaki: yeah. shinra: wish me luck! Relan: "I'll be rooting for you." ^^ shinra: ^///^ i wont let you guys down! -elsewhere- Aizawa: "Leave it there." yuuji: *putting the box down* cool. Aizawa: "And you'll need these." *hands him a bottle of eye drops* -elsewhere- Rin: "All set?" kyouko: yeah. *she's running one of the game booths* Rin: "Cool...STEP RIGHT UP, AND WIN A PRIZE!" -elsewhere- Kyoka: "..." atsushi: *nervous* Kyoka: *opens her cell phone* "Demon Snow." atsushi: *breathes* ok, i can do this. *dodge* Kyoka: "Pursue." demon snow: *chasing atsushi as he runs* Kyoka: "Strike." -slice- atsushi: ACK! *tiger arms and catches the blade* OwO;; Kyoka: "?! Demon Snow--fling him!" atsushi: O-O;; -toss- atsushi: *SCREAMS* Kyoka: "!!! Demon Snow! Bl--" -Cell phone smash- -KO- atsushi: X~X.....d...did i win? Kyoka: X_X "M-My phone...I wasn't done with payments..." classmate: so who one? Announcer: "With no phone left, the winner is...Atsushi Nakajima!" atsushi: congrats kyou-...wait a minute what? ._.; Kyoka: Q____Q "My phone is dead." atsushi: we'll get you a new one. kouyou: *points to a mafioso* send a new phone to kyouka's apartment ASAP! announcer: with that, our semifinalists are; Atsushi Nakajima, Chuuya Ozaki, Kirika Kure, and Shinra Kusakabe! Chuuya: *watching on TV* "...Huh." Akutagawa: *gag in his mouth, still tied up* "HMPH HMMM FMMM!" Arthur: "...Disappointed you aren't competing, Tamaki? Or that the girl was defeated?" tamaki: at least the kure kid got in. she's pretty tough from what i've seen. Arthur: "Tough enough to take down Shinra?" shinra: i've been practicing! >3< although... (shinra thoughts!kirika: MOTHERFUCKINGMOTHERFUCK!) yeesh. Arthur: "If you burn down the stadium, that's an automatic defeat." shinra: that's....not exactly inspiring. ._.; Arthur: "It wasn't meant to be. I am seriously worried you will burn the stadium down. I hope they have fire insurance." -elsewhere- Joker: "Good for Kusakabe..." scarlet: that ozaki kid.....he lives in this building... o_o; why the hell is a mafia boss posing as a student?! Joker: "...Given what I have heard about the Mafia's leader, I'm not surprised." scarlet: i think i saw a show like this scenario once. Joker: "But that was fiction. This is real life." *turns, stares at the wall* ivy: what are you looking at? Joker: "...This wall is filthy." *takes out a spray bottle and a rag* -elsewhere- Gin: "How is babysitting going, by the way?" hirotsu: TTuTT naoya: oi, you can put her down now. sonia: ?? Gin: "...How are you, Sonia?" sonia: ok. Gin: "That's good. Has Naoya done a good job taking care of you?" sonia: *nod* Gin: *smiles at Naoya* "See? You can handle children." naoya: ^^; hirotsu helped. Gin: "...He may need a nap." naoya: yeah....given he did most of the work >->; Gin: "And he is at that age." naoya:.....old man? are you crying? hirotsu: TTuTT (thinking: i feel like an actual grandfather...) Gin: "...Maybe some warm tea and a blanket?" hirotsu: *nod* -elsewhere- Todoroki: =_= "...That was filling." ochako: ^u^ want to go for a jog? Todoroki: "...Yes." ochako: awesome! us heroes in training gotta keep in shape, you know! actually, i think i slimmed down a bit since starting here. Todoroki: "..." ("I DON'T KNOW HOW TO RESPOND WITHOUT COMING OFF AS CREEPY.") ochako: ?? you ok? Todoroki: "Let's just jog." ochako: alright! -underground- leo: .... Ivan: *hugging his pillow, sleeping* =3= leo: .... .///. *looking away* (thinking: is it too creepy for me to watch him sleep?) Ivan: *slight movement in bed* "More..." leo: o//////o;;;;;; Ivan: "Like that...Lower." leo: *steam coming off her head* >////////////< *covers face with her hands* <v-vanya, please...> Ivan: "Master...Lev..." leo: *FAINTS* X///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////X Ivan: *yawns, wakes up* "...??? Leo? Are we in the medical ward?" leo: X////////////////////X Ivan: "...???" *gets out of bed...drops blanket over her* leo: o//////////////////o um...um... are you...w-w-well? Ivan: "...I think I need breakfast." leo: o-of course. right away. anything in mind? Ivan: "Porridge?" leo: very well. Ivan: "And please make sure Master is safe." =w= leo:...of course.......*sigh* FD: *at computer console* zoey: *clinging to his leg* ah~ leo: ..... FD: *pets Zoey* "Leo. I see you are awake." leo: vanya has recovered, i'm getting him breakfast now. FD: "...Get me potato pancakes, too. And some milk for Zoey." leo: very well. katya: oh, and we need more detergent if you're heading out! leo: noted. FD: "And chew toys." barkova: 8D leo:....right. -_-; FD: "And keep the receipts." leo: understood. -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: -_-; *has a bow tied around his neck* mary: hehe ^^ Mr. Tsubaki: *grumbles* -\\\\- *nudges Mary* mary: hungry, lil guy? Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *stomach growl* -elsewhere- Hyde: "Still stocking shelves, I see." kyouko: yep. Hyde: "Yeah..." *puts items on top shelf* "The customers can be the worst, man. I had one tell me, 'I miss the good old days,' and he started talking about 'the races.'" -_-; kyouko: jeez. i think one of the dumbest experiences i had with a customer is this one guy who tried returning a cut up mango saying 'he didnt need it anymore'. it was all taped up and everything. Hyde: "...Were all pieces still there?" kyouko: yeah. -elsewhere- Dazai: QWQ kirako: looks like he won! Dazai: *nod nod nod nod* "So proud!" yosano: we'll have to celebrate! kenji: ^^ Kunikida: "...I will budget for some light snacks. Do not get crumbs on the table." -elsewhere- Gopher: YWY "She's moving on!" kirika: hell yeah motherfuckers. hell, fuckin yeah. Gopher: *loud applauding* "I LOVE YOU!" kirika: ! 7///7; yeah, i kinda know that part. 7///3///7; Gopher: "JUST MAKING IT CLEAR! Let my love lift you to victory in this competition!" kirika: -_-; Audience Member #4: "Ooooooo!" kirika: dafuq _you_ starin' at?! Audience Member #4: ._. "..." *runs away* Gopher: ^\\\^ -elsewhere- Nals: -______- milia: road trip!! ^o^ Medusa: "Stop hogging the arm rest!" neian: gugah? Medusa: "Not you, sweetie. I was talking to your dumb cow of an aunt." shaula: im a lot slimmer than your fat butt. grimoire: if you dont stop, you're riding in the trunk. Ponera: -_-;;; "...Could either of them _fit_ in it?" -elsewhere- arachne: .___.; Giriko: "???" arachne: i felt a disturbance. anna: o^o~? Giriko: "...Maybe the couch is uncomfortable?" -elsewhere- Iida: *looking at a tie* "How is this color?" momo: it looks quite dashing. ^///^ Iida: *small smile* "Thank you. I like the color of your outfit. What would you call that?" momo: i went with a cranberry color. ^^ Iida: "It suits you." *opens the door for her* "Ready?" momo: *nods and enters* -elsewhere- Bakugo: "Almost there..." mina: woah. mrs bakugou: katsuki there you a- eijiro: evening, mrs b! Bakugo: -_-; "...These losers followed me home." mina: nice place you got here! eijiro: we're just gonna head upstairs now. denki: wow, you look just like your mom, bakugou. Bakugo: "Shut up!" mina: i can see the similarities! mrs bakugou: .... QuQ katsuki actually brought friends home. Mr. Bakugo: TTWTT "It's a dream come true." Bakugo: "TAKE OFF YOUR SHOES! Were you raised in a barn?!" -elsewhere- Lucy: *hug* atsushi: ^///^ Lucy: "You did such a great job out there! ...How is Kyoka taking it?" atsushi: someone left a package on our porch. it was a new phone. Kyoka: *programming her phone* "It has larger capacity and a better camera." *snaps a pic* atsushi: cool..... o_______________________o; -oda is slightly in the pic- odasaku: .____.;;;;; Kyoka: "..." Lucy: "...Is that a ghost?" atsushi: .______________________.;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; Kyoka: "...This phone is amazing." *snaps another pic* -elsewhere- Hibana: "Shinra! You got to the finals!" *hug* atsushi: grk-...cant...cant breathe. save...me.... X-X iris: sister, you're going to kill him! D8 mikami: ._.; Relan: o_o;;;; "...Mikami, you grab the commander, I'll extricate Shinra..." -elsewhere-

[arthurflecksgirl]

STOMPIN ON A DREAM *erotic Arthur Fleck short story *

Arthur Fleck and Reader

Involves: mental hospital, mental illness, sex

It was a quiet night in Arkham state hospital.

The only noise that was quietly floathing through the air was someone humming a song. Not loud, but still noticeable from the other side of the door. Doctor Finn didnt payed much attention to it. The patient with the case number 064823 did it since he came here 7 months ago. He always seemed to live in his own world. Most days it doesnt even seem to bother him that he is locked up in here. Thats how it seemed. But you knever know how it looks like on the inside of the patients heads. Especially when it came to Arthur Fleck.

He was very nice most of the time, not paying much attention to the other patients. Unless he wants to tell some jokes he just wrote down in his messy looking journal he carried with him everywhere he goes. Even to the bathroom. The doctors checked the diary daily, to make sure its fine for him to have it with him.  All in all he was one of the most quiet patients, which doesnt mean that the doctors felt comfortable around him. He was still an unsolved mysterie to them. Even to himself. Always in his own world but still observing. Always daydreaming, talking to himself but still having the presence  of someone who can change not only his but your own reality within a second. Some new doctor even left weeks ago because she was so drawn in by his presence, she was afraid to fall in love with him. Even though he never even talked to her or even noticed her. The intense look in his green eyes, the smirk on his face and the scar on his upper lip which made him look unpredictable and vulnerable at the same time was too much for her to handle. He was in his mid 30ies, his face slightly weathered but insanly attractive. You could hear him dancing through the hallways some nights, always playing a song in his head. His slim body moving graceful, light as a feather. Always an undefinable  expression on his face. A very beautiful but somehow broken man with a traumatic childhood. And alone. Always alone.

Arthur was lying on his back, staring at the ceiling in his white room. White exept for the red , big, messy written letters at which he was staring at.

"I thought of quitting baby, but my heart just ain`t gonna buy it"

He was closing his eyes. The red letters were still there. Now with a black background.

"Quitting" stood out now. The letters started to vibrate in his head. He got nerveaus, so he tried to calm himself down by humming the words. "I thought of quitting baby..." his voice as soft as his hands. His lips shaking a bit while trying to concentrate "...but my heart just aint gonna buy it...." his hands checking his chest, if he still had a heartbeat "...and if I´d think it was worth one single try..." he felt his heart beating, so he must have been still alive. "I`d ride on a big bird and then i´d fly". He opened his eyes. The letters were still there on the ceiling. Bt they stopped moving. He wasnt sure if it was a good thing that his heart was still beating. So many times he wished for it to stop. Just to  get rid of all the darkness around him. Of all the blood. Like the blood onthe ceiling which stared down at him. Judging him.

He tried to remember why he even came here. Why he spent the last months in this room. But nothing came to mind.  He looked at his wrists and noticed some cigarette burns. Maybe he tried to hurt himself. Maybe thats why he got locked up. He checked his wrists for more. No scars. "Who knows" he whispered to himself as the door suddenly opened and Dr Finn came in.

"Good morning Mr. Fleck. Could you please starting to get ready? Today is your day, remember? You can go home."

Arthur kept staring at the ceiling "Maám?"

"Yes Mr. Fleck?"

"Why havent you cleaned the ceiling? The bloody letters made me nerveaus all night"

The young doctor with her long, black hair smiled "Thats no blood, Mr. Fleck. You took a lipstick and wrote it two days ago. We cleaned it so many times but you still keep writing it again"

"I see. Its...its my fave song, you know?"

"Mr. Fleck did you hear what I told you? You can now pack your stuff and go home. But no hurry, just take your time, okay?"

The door closed as Arthurs mind wandered again.

He closed his eyes.

"Hey Arthur, how is it going? Did you missed me?"

He saw you standing there on other side of the room.

"I think I did (YN) ... oh yes.. I did !"

"Good to hear, Arthur. I missed you, too. Its been so long."

He kept staring at the corner of the room. You were beautiful, smiling at him.

"I cant wait to touch you again, Artie. To kiss you"

Arthurs hand was still  lying on his chest, now making its way down. He felt his ribs popping out. His skinny body looking starved. He wasnt eating like he should. All the meds stopped his appetite. His hands sliding over his hollow belly, further down and stopped between his legs.

He could hear your voice from across the room.

"Touch yourself for me, Arthur. I am watching you"

He nodded and grinned at you. Then focused on his own body again.

He was in his underwear only and stuck his left hand in it.

The letters on the wall now a lighter red. Lipstick. Obviously.

"You know this is my lipstick right there" he could hear you say.

"The same lipstick I kissed you with, remember?"

He softly started to play with his dick.

"I`m ...not sure (YN) "

He closed his eyes again. He thought it was the lipstick he owned by himself back from the days when he used to put clown make up on. He was a great party clown. With a huge painted on smile. But maybe that was just a story someone told him.

"Oh sure it is mine, Arthur. And I will kiss you again  with it. Till you`re out of breath. I will smear the red all over your face"

"Yeah?" a smirk on the left side of his lips which lifted up his scar. Made him look even more attractive. His almost shoulder long, brown hair  messy pressed against the pillow.

"Sure. And I wouldnt kiss you on your lips only."

Your voice echoed through his head.

"Where else?"

"Keep on touching youself, Arthur. Its my hand doing it."

"Its your hand (YN). Yeah I....I can feel it"

He softly squeezed and caressed the part between his slender legs, biting his lips.

He imagined you, lying on top of him, petting his sweaty curls. Calling him beautiful. It was your hand between his thighs as he felt waves of lust beginning to floath allthrough his body.

He now got rid of his underwear, his gentle hands around his dick which is getting harder as he imagines you rubbing yourself against his shaking body.

"Arthur, I can feel you all the way inside of me. Pull me closer. Please Arthur! Its could be never close enough!"

His hands up and down faster now.A silent moan coming from his thin lips.

He wanted to come closer. Entering your body, wearing you like a coat that keeps him warm in this cold, dark world.

He wanted to get closer to you, so he pushed himself into you. So gently but with an  almost unbearable intensivity. Just like when he was dancing. His face expression somewhere between pain and bliss.

"Arthur. You`re everywhere"

So were you. Your voice was everywhere. It wasnt only whispering in his ear. It filled the room, echoed from the walls. Your voice was a vibration between his legs, telling him to love you till you can`t breathe anymore.

"Do you love me (YN) he whispered.

All he wanted was to be loved. To be touched. he was graving it all through his life.

All this lonelyness was laying heavy on him, like a straight jacket. Holding him back from dancing with the ones he loved.

"I love you more than anything." your voice came from the letters on the ceiling.

"You have so many different sides. And I love every single one of them"

He masturbated harder now, humming.

"I`ve been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate a poet"

Your moans echoing through his head.

"...a poet, a pawn and a king"

"No matter how many ups and downs you may have, Arthur. I will never leave your side. We are one! Can`t you feel it? We are one body, one mind"

""I`ve been up and down and over and out..."

His eyes twitching from excitement. He is breathing heavier now, his long, dark eyelashes fluttering like butterflies.

He can almost taste your tongue in his mouth. Feel your hands touching the sweaty curls in his neck.

His voice still  whispering "I have waited so long for this".

He could feel the blood pulsing in his sensitive parts.

You were the girl of his dreams.

The one he thought about in his darkest hours.

All of his sexual fantasies he wrote in his journal were written about you.

His only light in a world of white walls and darkness.

He felt  the weight of your body on his fragile pelvis.

Arthur pressed his head into the white pillows as he was about to cum.

He couldnt take it anymore.

"(YN) *moaning* Oh my god, this is just....fuck me. Please (YN). Love me!"

Red lettering  blurring his vision.

He couldnt read what it says cuz the feeling of being able to cum this hard overwhelms him.

Black out.

Melodies.

So many melodies which don`t fit to each other.

So many colors blurring his mind.

Arthur presses his hands against his ears.

The sound won`t go away.

"(YN) ? "

No answer.

His hands are touching the sheets, so he could check if he was still lying in bed.

He was. Wet sheets.

His eyes wandered across the room.

He was alone.

Arthur touched his forehead to check if he had a fever dream.

He was unsure.

His greasy curls hanging in his tired eyes.

He felt a bit ashamed while he was putting his white underwear back on.

He crawled back under the sheets which he wished smelled like him but they didnt.

Another stare to the ceiling.

Red letters.

Lipstick. Blood maybe.

Someone was knocking at the door.

"Knock knock" he said as the door opened.

"Mr. Fleck, time to wake up. Maybe you will try to eat a bit more today?! You lost some weight again"

Arthur closed his eyes.

"You came earlier and  told me I can go home now"

Dr. Finn picked up the diary from the floor.

Taking a close look through the new written pages.

"More song lyrics, huh Mr. Fleck? I am afraid you can`t go home. Its the first time I visited you today. Have you took your medication?"

"Mhhh hhmmm"

"Did you had some visions again, Mr Fleck?"

The melodies got more quitet now.

The walls looked  bright and shiney.

Even the lettering on the ceiling was gone.

All cleaned up.

He put his finger upon his lips, looking in the doctors eyes. Humming. Silently. But you could still hear the words coming out of his mouth.

"..some people get their kicks, stompin on a dream"

Arthur smiled.

THE END