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three fools being fools 1/? (the last kingdom s4e05)
#the last kingdom#tlk#sihtric#finan#osferth#arnas fedaravicius#mark rowley#ewan mitchell#mine#to be honest these three#is the only reason i still watch the show...#i hate the fact that this show is soooo gloomy and dark#truly horrendous#or maybe my colouring is not so good#gang of fools
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the beauty and the beast (chapter 2)
word count: 5k around
angst, fluff, smut
triger warnings: mention of child abuse, violence etc.
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Synopsis:
When you move to a new city due to your father's job, you don't expect to stay for a long and so decided not to get attached to the world around you.
But still, you are "the new girl", unwillingly attracting people's attention because of your family's background. Your strict father expects a lot from you, not to say perfection. And when you are sit next to a certain Jung Yunho, you didn't expect your life to take a radical turn
Yunho always have been hating wealthy people. Or just people who were boasting about all the damn money they had and he hadn’t. Oh maybe it was childish to hate richer than himself, but he didn’t hate them for no reasons. He always felt disgusted by their pity, the way they would just «burn some cash » because they could, because they had too much. He concluded every rich guy was like this, and you weren’t an exception. At the very moment his eyes landed on your person, he could instantly feel this familiar aura. A daddy’s girl, probably richer than everyone’s parents in this school. And just the fact of you sitting next to him was driving him crazy.
He ignored you all the time. And he was glad in a way you didn’t try to talk to him, because he would have snapped all his hatred he was feeling towards people like you. But for a fact, he could admit that you weren’t acting like other rich kids around. The way you flinched when his friend was about to lift his hand at you, also the fact you were lonelier than he thought. Oh yes he indeed noticed you being the silent girl around, and at first he thought it was because you were the new girl, and that it was just a facade and soon or later you would just boast like the others.
It’s already been two weeks since you arrived here and yet you were as quiet as usual. You tried to acclimatize to every thing but as the good girl you were, your father thought it was a good opportunity for you to get into extra classes. Last night, you came back home near midnight, exhausted by this long day after studying like crazy. That’s why you didn’t even care to look at Yunho this morning when you sat down, as usual not peeping a word to him since the incident on the rooftop. Actually you tried to flip over and over again the same problem. Why he hated you this much ? But after some days, you understood he was hating every one the same way. Skipping classes, or when he was making act of presence just sleeping on his desk became the routine but today he was here. You quietly opened your bag to settle your pencils and workbooks. Yunho’s back facing you while he was probably taking a nap. Your English teacher came and when she started the class, she stated. « Alright guys, today you’ll be paired up. I want you to improvise a short sketch with what you learnt this past week. Just pair up with your neighbor. You have fifteen minutes »
Your eyes widened at her statement as you felt your heart throbs violently into your chest. Being in a team with Yunho was probably the last thing you thought which could become true today. And speaking of him, you heard a groan next to you, making you freezing as he slowly turned to you before staring at you.
« Just telling you, I don’t have a clue of what she said, so don’t expect me to do well »
How nonchalant he was at this moment almost made you scoff.
« You should have been here then. » you groaned back while opening your notebook.
His brows quirked at how you answered to him.
« Someone got more brave huh ? » he said before straightening on his chair and looked at the textbook of yours on your desk and took it to read the last two pages to your astonishment.
« Didn’t bring it, so I’ll just use yours. » he explained as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
« Great. » you answered and just scribbles some words on a page. You didn’t want to waste your time for such a jerk like him? At least you would have done your task by yourself, just for yourself and not him. You couldn’t let Yunho drag your grades down…You couldn’t just relax yourself.
Some silence installed between you two while others students were trying to do the task your teacher asked, but instead, Yunho took time to actually look at you. Somehow you looked exhausted, non to say to the verge of fainting. Your lips were pale, and dirk circles could be seen under your eyes.
« Didn’t sleep well last night ? » he asked randomly as he pretended to read the book under his eyes.
You badly wanted to ignore him. What the heck ? Just few weeks ago he openly said he hated you so you just accepted this fact and now he was chatting like you as nothing happened ?
« Studied late » you answered drily.
« Ha, I see you went to those extra classes which are costing your butt’s skin. »
You offered him a dark glare, making him look into your eyes. If course he wasn’t attending any of this, so he couldn’t really understand the situation you were in.
« And ? Is it going to change your life ? »
He shrugged.
« No, but I guess you’re a hardcore student » he hummed before he took his pencil to write down some words on his own paper. « Must be so boring » he added mockingly.
You wanted to answer back to him and spit how rude he was from the first place. You acknowledged the fact your life was boring as fuck, you were the first one to say it, but there were limits to making fun of this matter. Soon your teacher clapped her hands to catch everyone’s attention.
« Alright guys, it’s time. Who want to go first ? »
It was the usual game of « I don’t know what you’re saying », essentially based on avoid your teachers’ eyes and doing as you was busy enough not to make her choosing you. Your teacher smirked. « I see everyone’s eager to go, soooo…Y/N and Yunho, you go first. »
You panicked a bit, because except this little conversation you both hadn’t talked at all about your coed work. But Yunho didn’t seem bothered by this at all and stood up with his paper and just nudged your shoulder so you could stand up and go to the front with him. What was he playing at ?
Actually you thought Yunho was someone who didn’t give a shit to studies. His consecutive absences were not helping for his case but surprisingly, he opened the sketch with a good English. So good that you were surprised, making you go blank for a second. He looked at you before moving his lips silently « Y/N. » You shook your head and continued this weird play. At the end, your teacher seemed satisfied by your work and allowed you to go back to your sits so the next pair could go on.
When you sat down again, you looked at Yunho again.
« I thought you would’t do well » you mumbled.
He laughed lowly and it troubled you. It was the first time you heard him laugh. The first time he wasn’t showing hostility to you.
« You may think I’m a lazy ass, but I got some things stocked in this » he whispered, pointing at his head before leaning back on his chair.
Classes ended soon for the usual lunch break. Yunho got up and got out of the room without a word for you, as usual. Today you decided to stay into the classroom to eat. You never went back on the rooftop since you met the three boys. As you were unpacking the lunchpack you got from Sookja, you just took some time to think about this morning. Was Yunho being nice to you a sign to be more suspicious of him ? You were into your thought when you heard a voice calling your name.
« Y/N ? »
You looked up and saw a girl standing at your desk.
« Huh…Yeah ? »
She smiled to you and said.
« I’m Jisoo, erm…we’re in the same class and…I…Would you like to eat lunch with me ? » she asked shyly.
You were flustered by this sudden proposition. It was the first time someone was reaching out for you since you were in this school. Jason was a petite girl, with shorts hair and pink round cheeks. She looked nice so you couldn’t say no.
« Of course, but…mh, are you sure ? I’m not a good company » you confessed, embarrassed by this.
« I figured out you were eating alone every day and mhhh, I…just want to know you better you see ? I mean, don’t get me wrong ! I’m not approaching you because you’re the newbie or rich girl around ! »
You chuckled at her answer and made some space for her to eat your lunch on this tight desk.
« Thanks…actually I don’t feel like eating with a lot of people » you mumbled, peeling a boiled egg.
Jisoo looked surprised by your statement.
« Why not ? Well, people aren’t trying neither but…It would be a pity to let you out right ? You seem nice, so… »
Jisoo unpacked her own pink lunchbox where cherry tomatoes and egg roll and others nice things were lying inside.
« That’s cute ! Are you cooking it yourself ? » you said, trying to make a conversation.
She nodded with a proud smirk.
« Yes ! I like cooking, but since I’d pack too much I’m doing basic things. You ? Looks good as well. »
« Mh…Actually I don’t know how to cook » you answered uneasily.
« Oh must be your mom then ? »
It was a slippery subject, but since Jason made the genuine effort to come and talk to you, you didn’t feel like making up lies.
« I don’t have a mom…Huh, I mean I have one, but my parents divorced when I was little and…never seen her since » you mumbled, eating piece of kimchi.
Jisoo’s expression went bad and you could easily know why, so you quickly said.
« It’s fine, don’t worry, I don’t try to see her neither so I’m used to. Instead we have a housekeeper. She’s making my lunch every day, so I guess it’s like a mom. »
« Oh…I’m sorry still. I didn’t know »
You gave her a comforting smile as you two ate your lunch peacefully, getting to know each other’s better.
« Say, I saw you this morning with Yunho… Is he nice with you ? » asked Jisoo out of the blue.
You almost had forgotten about your gloomy classmate, so you hummed in hesitation.
« He’s a jerk, the first day I arrived he just openly said he hates me » you groaned, packing back your empty box.
« He hates every one outta here » Jisoo added, not seemed surprised. « But…there are a lot of rumours about him » she said lowly as if she was scared someone would overhear her words.
You arched a brow, curious about those said rumours.
« What kind of rumours ? »
« He’s fighting a lot with other people, basically a bad boy. You’ve seen it already, but he’s skipping classes a lot and no one really knows what he’s doing. » Jisoo explained. « I’ve never seen him hitting someone myself, but …be careful ? I don’t want him to hurt you or anyone else around »
Was he this terrible ? The image of Yunho laughing this morning was still lingering into your head. So you just nodded at her advice. It was almost time for classes again so Jisoo left you and friendly waved her hand at you before going back to her desk while other people were coming back. You expected Yunho to skip class again, but surprisingly his tall figure appeared before the bell rang. He got back to his desk and again laid his head on the desk, ignoring you in the process.
It was Korean history class, and it would be a lie to say it was boring as hell. Although you were still taking notes of every thing, Yunho was still acting like a dead body. He didn’t say a word to you for the rest of the day. And at 5pm sharp, you got out from school to go to your extra classes. You’re still drained from your day, and the idea to study more was giving you a headache. By chance, you were allowed to go alone there, taking the bus.
That’s how Yunho saw you walking to the bus stop while he was going to his motorbike, helmet in his hand. You were a weird girl. Never before he got interested into a girl, all being the same when it comes to approach him for his bad boy vibe like. Bullshit. He hated those childish girls, but surprisingly you didn’t have this side into your attitude. Again, Yunho was shocked to think about you from time to time. « Get yourself back Jung Yunho » his conscious told him before he saw the bus passing by his eyes.
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Days were flying by and your first mock exams were coming at the corner. You had worked like a slave for this days, sleeping few hours a night to study more and more, the menacing shadow of your father planning above your head. Jisoo was eating lunch with you every day since. You girl got closer after few days and you considered her like your friend. She was the first person to hear about your familial situation and the gape, or more the ravine between you and your father. You must say it was a relief to be able to confess every thing to someone exterior to your house.
Jisoo seemed pissed off when you told her you were used not to get attached to people due to you moving almost every year to another city.
« That’s so awful ! » she cried, grabbing the carton of fruit juice you got from the machine.
« Yeah…My father is a stone cold asshole » you mumbled, the straw between your lips.
« Girl, when exams are over, let’s have fun alight ? Fight me if your father says no ! »
Jisoo was so cute. You couldn’t imagine this little girl tossing her fists at your father, but somehow the image was funny. That’s how you promised you would.
This day again you had to go to extra classes, and today was really a day you wished someone would ditch you from this living hell. Waiting at the bus stop, you were spacing out when you heard the sound of a roaring engine before it stopped right before you. The man on the moto lifted the smoked visor on his helmet to reveal his face. You heart stopped when you recognise Yunho. You didn’t know you he could drive such a thing but he seemed proud of it as he smirked to you.
« Need a drive ma’am ? » he asked.
What the fucking hell ? One day he was ignoring you like a ghost and another day he was talking to you and now proposing you to ride his moto ?
« Wha- I don’t understand, what are you trying to do here ? » you groaned back as he stabilised himself and just throw at you another helmet.
« Wear this. » he ordered without answering your question.
You looked at him in hesitation. Was he serious ? Or was he trying to drag you into another salty problem ? As he could read into your head, he rolled his eyes.
« I won’t throw you over a bridge you know ? »
« Huh…So tell me what are you trying to do ? I’m utterly sick of your hot and cold game. One day you’re saying you’re hating me, fine. And another one you’re actually trying to convince me to ride on a motorbike with you. »
« Get on, we’ll talk later » he groaned, glaring at you which intimated you.
Soon enough you were at the back of the motorbike, and before he drove, he took your arm to make you hug his waist tightly.
« Don’t ever let it go. If we fall I’d rather you fall with me than the motorbike » he explained.
You were about to protest, but he drove, making you instantly hold him tightly. It was the first time you were being driven on a moto, and the air going through your hair, the warmth of Yunho’s back against your chest was a total discovery for you. You were scared, not to say terrified. But Yunho was really driving carefully, although he liked to make his engine roar when the road was clear. When you weren’t scared enough to focus on his back only, you tried to see where he was going, and soon recognise the way to your extra classes. How did he know ? After some more minutes of furious roars, he stopped in front of a building you could recognise. He waited for you to get off the engine so he could as well get off.
Taking off the helmet you took a giant breath, your heart beating like crazy.
« How was the ride ? » he asked in a tease, watching you regaining strength.
« You’re crazy. Absolutely crazy » you hissed, shoving his helmet in his arms. « And how did you know it was here I was going ? »
Yunho couldn’t tell you he once followed you until there. Actually, he didn’t know himself why he had followed you, but after some days when he came back there, he saw your figure through a window, totally exhausted almost dozing on your work. Something made him stay here for a while, just watching you from afar this day. You were the representation of what he hated the most, and yet you were just a normal girl, acting like a normal girl. Moreover you looked so tired every day, and he was just wondering until how far you’d push yourself to be this perfect student.
« I just figured it out when I came one the neighbourhood with Hongjoong and some friends. We are hanging out quite a lot here» he grumbled. It wasn’t really a lie right ? Hongjoong and Yeosang were living in this area, so they were meeting quite a lot after classes in the neighbourhood.
You rolled your eyes before staring at him in confusion. Why was he being nice all of the sudden ?
Anyway, you needed to go, having enough of this nonsense.
« Thanks for the ride, but don’t hope to get me on this bike from hell any sooner » you groaned before taking your lead inside the building, not paying a look at your classmate.
Yunho smirked and shook his head.
« Bike from hell… »
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Hours passed, and when the clock showed around ten, classes ended. You sighed and rubbed your eyes from exhaustion, slowly getting out the building to see the motorbike was still here. But not Yunho. Looking around, you tried to see if he was around. Seemed he was not. While admiring his black shiny engine, you got lost in your inner thought again. It was so strange for him to act this kindly but none without saying dangerously toward you. And the fact he discovered where you were studying was still a mystery for you, not totally convinced by the total luck of him running on this place.
« It’s maybe a bike from hell, but still pretty right ? » a voice exclaimed at you, making you jump.
Yunho was back, a bag in his hand from the CU, the nearby convenient store. You crunched up your nose. Why was he still here ?
« I met the guys, and was about to go home. » he explained again as if he could read your thought.
« Oh what a coincidence ! » you mimicked still not convinced if he was lying or not.
« Y/N I’m not lying, Hongjoong literally lives two blocks away from here. » he said seriously.
You sighed and turned around to leave. But when you walked past way his position he asked in a relax tone:
« I got some ice cream, want some ? »
It was going from dumb and dumber. Seriously you couldn’t put a finger on his weird behaviour. With a suspicious look you were about to say no, but he cut you.
« Your brain needs sugar. It’s past ten, and you’ve been studying for four hours straight. I guess you didn’t have diner too huh. »
« And what does it concern you ? » you snapped, turning to face him. « It’s not as if you would be this concerned for someone you hate right ? I don’t understand Yunho, I don’t understand you and your attitude. »
Yunho bite his lower lip, knowing himself he got in a weird situation.
« Yeah I know I said I hated people like you, but I didn’t say I hated you » he mumbled.
There was this embarrassing silent again, only the noises of the city filling the icy atmosphere between you.
« People like me. What do you mean ? Did I do something wrong to deserve this attitude ? » you crossed your arms, decided to cleared this shit.
Yunho felt uneasy to talk about it, but somehow he didn’t want to stay in a bad relationship with you. Instead, he took a ice cream from the bag and handled it to you.
« Eat, I will explain it to you after. » he mumbled, looking away.
You gave him a glance but finally took the ice cream, your stomach making you remember you were starving at the moment. It was a vanilla strawberry ice cream. You almost laughed by seeing this.
« Didn’t know you had so girlish tastes » you said ironically putting the ice cream into your mouth.
« I got mine, what do you mean ? I knew you would maybe get out at this hour and I just felt like buying you this » he justified himself by taking his own ice cream, green tea flavoured.
You both sat down on the empty academy’ stairs to eat your ice creams in silence. There were so much questions you wanted to ask, trying to figure out how to deal with him.
« I’m living alone with my mom. My dad and her divorced when I was ten or something. He was violent dude and was hitting my mom, so he got arrested by the police when the neighbours got fed up by the every day fights. But the thing is…we always had financial problems because of this bastard. He borrowed money from loan sharks, an astronomical amount and got my mom in trouble even after he got arrested. » said Yunho, blankly staring at the floor.
All you could do was listening to him. Surprisingly, you never imagined something this horrible would have happened to him.
« My mom sold everything she had to give the money back, so we lost our house and now we’re living in a small studio. Even though she’s working, her salary is just enough to cover the rent and the rest is going to those loan sharks. »
His voice was weak, almost silent as he felt his barriers falling down. He looked so fragile, his broad shoulders shuddering slowly, his dark hair covering his eyes. You felt your heart sinking at his reflection.
« Of course I wanted to help her as soon as I could get a job, getting some part time jobs but she wants me to focus on school. » he laughed bitterly, watching his ice cream melting. « I’ve soon been taught that school wasn’t going to make things better. And people knowing about my family matters were just doing things out of pity for us. It drove me crazy. I hate people boasting about how nice it is to have money, how nice it is to be a normal happy family and just feel the others like shit. »
That’s how you figured out why Yunho hated rich people. And how he probably thought you were the same as the others he could have seen before. The bitterness you were feeling towards him vanished in an instant. How such a tough guy like him could appear so broken ? How hard must it have been for him all those years ?
« I…I’m sorry. » you muttered, not really knowing how to carry on.
« No, it’s fine. I’m aware you’re from a wealthy fam, but I figured out you weren’t like those bitches gossiping around. » he said, taking back some composure as he ate a part of the leaking ice cream.
« But…How are you doing ? I mean, are you eating correctly ? » you asked, genuinely worried about his health at the moment.
He chuckled and looked at you.
« My grand parents are supporting us. » he said, ruffling his hair with his hand. « The only time I worked during summer break, they refused the money. That’s how I got my moto »
There was another long pause, before you felt the cold liquid from your ice cream falling on your hand, making you yelp in surprise. Yunho smirked and laughed lightly, watching you fighting with your ice cream.
« Eat, I’ll drive you back home…If you let me to, I mean » he said, rubbing his nape after finishing his own snack.
« Alright, but don’t even think of doing the rodeo on the way back. » you grumbled and get on.
Once again on Yunho’s motorbike, you watched the city streaming before your eyes, neons of all colours leaving particular marks in the dark night. The cold air now hitting your body made you hug Yunho’s tighter. You didn’t know how to feel towards him. But you understood the situations he got through and up until now, you thought you’d have done the same if you had to be in the same game. But it wasn’t a game. You knew Yunho wasn’t a real bad guy. Things forced him to do tough tasks. You were ready to forgive him, as long as he promised at least to be this hostile to you.
When you arrived near your big complex, you made sign to Yunho to stop right before the actual building. He turned the engine off and let you get off his moto. Taking off the helmet, you gave it back to him but he stopped you.
« Keep it. »
« What ? But .. »
« It won’t be the last time you will get on this Y/N » he said with a smirk. « But anyway, why did you make me drop you here ? I could go to the right building »
« Erm…I rather not. My father could see this and…I guess he wouldn’t like seeing his daughter riding a motorbike with a boy he doesn’t know. » you spurred out.
Yunho raised a brow at your comment about your father. He barely saw him at your first day but he seemed like a strict man. He nodded.
« I see, well…See you around ? »
« Yeah…if you don’t skip classes » you giggled, relaxed by this friendly or at least less hostile conversation.
Yunho scoffed and ruffled your hair, which surprised you.
« Maybe. »
Then he sent you off, waiting for you to go inside the building before driving back to his empty home. He mostly had said the truth to you, but he voluntarily omitted to add his mom got admitted to the hospital weeks ago. And he didn’t want you to pity him furthermore.
When you stepped inside the silent apartment, you noticed your father’s shoes weren’t at the entrance, meaning he wasn’t home. You sighed in relief, hurrying yourself to hide the helmet in your room, under your bed. Only Sookja got a glimpse at you rushing at your room.
« Y/N ? Is everything alright ? » she asked while she was in the kitchen.
« Yes ! Every thing is alright ! » you shouted back at her before going back to the kitchen to eat the late diner she prepared you.
Sookja took a look at your face. You were indeed tired, but something had changed. She could feel you were less, stressed ? The old woman sweetly smiled to you watching you eat.
« Did something nice happen today at school ? » she asked innocently, aware you normally aren’t really openly talking about your school days.
You looked at her, enjoying the warm soup after the cold weather you faced on Yunho’s bike.
« Erm…Yeah we can say that » you mumbled, slightly embarrassed but yet excited.
Sookja was a confident. You could tell her anything, she would never repeat to your father. She waited for you to keep on.
« There is a ..classmate of mine. At first we were like cats and dogs you know ? But today we sorted things out and I guess it’s fine now »
« I’m glad to ear this sweetie » she said in pure relief and joy for you. « Have you made friends ? »
« There is Jisoo ! She’s a part of my class as well. She’s a really warm person » you said, after taking more bites of rice and others side dishes.
Your housekeeper was happy to know you were getting a better life than you have had until now. She hoped some day you would be free from your father’s influence and fly by your own wings. That’s how she was thinking and wished the most for you.
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After this strange night, days have been more packed. The day of your mock exams, you gave it all, knowing that although it was only a mock one, your father wouldn’t let it pass. After giving back your sheets, you and Jisoo were talking at the cafeteria. The petite teenager stretched and sighed.
« Y/NNNNN ! What should I do ? I’m sure I’ll fail ! »
« Don’t say that Ji’, I’m sure you’ll do well »
« It’s easy for you ! You always have good grades. » she pouted.
« I wished I could have less than 100 believe me » you groaned.
From the corner of your eyes, you glimpsed the tall figure of Yunho with Mingi and Hongjoong. He was sitting with them with the same expressionless face he used to put on at school. But when he was sitting next to you during class, he didn’t ignore you anymore, nor tried to nap. He was surely warming up to you, but it seemed he wasn’t ready to let his friends see him this way with you.
« - today ? » you heard Jisoo’s voice.
« Mh ? Sorry, I wasn’t listening » you said, going back to your friend.
Jisoo pouted again before following your gaze and leaned near to your face with a teasing face.
« Guuuurl, it seems you and Yunho got closer or is it me ? »
« Gosh, Ji ! It’s not what you think ! We just sorted things out, but we’re not friends or things like this » you mumbled back, embarrassed by her behaviour.
« Well, that’s not really the impression I have. Did you remark he’s not skipping classes lately ? »
« Maybe he got enlightened by God to study ? » you suggested in a grin.
You both laughed and today, you felt relieved as you didn’t have to go to extra classes, the academy being closed for the spring break that was soon arriving. Somehow, you convinced your father to let you go to Jisoo’s house for the weekend, heavily pretexting she wanted you to tutor her for the real exams. He seemed suspicious, but since your school grades were good so far, he didn’t have any objections to make.
While for packing your bag, you received numerous notifications on KakaoTalk. Jisoo created a group chat with the others kids who were going to come at her house for the weekend. Mostly girls and maybe some boys, but it didn’t really matter for you only the fact you had the chance to spend time with your friend, making some other friends ?
You happily answered to the text saying you’d come by yourself at the indicated address and time before locking your phone again. When you were almost done packing, your phone vibrated again but this time wasn’t the group chat. « Jung Yunho » appeared at your screen, leaving you speechless for a moment.
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im at that stage of fatigue from the day where i’m so tired the fanfiction is writing itself in my mind theough dialogue but i’m too insanely tired to sit down and write it all out and i work a shift in the morning too so i dont even have time ... so ill forget everything come morning
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psych, ima try to outline it rn
this is after a little sacrifice and also after season of storms and takes place in cidaris (im not clear on if kerack is the capital so season of storms dealt with the proper king of cidaris or if it was just a local kingship but im hcing that cidaris is also a capital city as well as the region/nation).
this is geralt and dandelion going to the grape festival mentioned in a little sacrifice btw
main goal for this is to basically give dandelion more depth and address his identity issues and backstory and just how his character is in general
valdo marx (as far as i am headcanoning in terms of appearance right now) is of course , also a twink and they have similar builds but valdo isnt as skinny as dandelion because he has access to three full meals every day. he has dark brown hair and green eyes, and i might give him the same hair and beard as dandelion from tw3 just to spite cdpr. he used to sport green/purple doublets as an independent artist, but now as the reaident troubadour of cidaris, he’s adopted their emblatic colors (blue and white) and wears a doublet with a sash of these colors. he doesn’t have poofy sleeves, instead he has these ruffs and like... bellbottom sleeves. also this method of embellishing clothes that i learned from a glamour video (it’s @ 4:30ish) called slashing is applicable to his outfits. i think he veers away from tights unlike dandelion, so he wears more breeches than anything. he doesn’t have detailed embroidery like dandelion, but rather patterned/quilted areas with silver and some small pearls added for decoration in these sections as well.
so geralt and valdo have to be placed together somehow in a conversation. basically he wants to #expose dandelion for being a fraud... but he’s not doing it out of Pure Evil, he’s (vaguely) kind of like the lodge of sorceresses in which it’s like, he is only wanting things to be done his way because really he thinks it’s the best way to do things. he’s really a victim of academia, he would be someone that supports the fact that instruments are like $1,000 each.
basically he and dandelion were classmates at oxenfurt and at first hit it off very well and shared notes and thoughts and sexual partners and all was splendid. but they got competitive and valdo HATES that dandelion does NOT come from a family known for music or any kind of art. basically dandelion is a novus homo, but in the world of music, and valdo comes from an established family which has been musically inclined for generations. he feels that ppl like dandelion just wanna go to oxenfurt for shits and giggles and dont take this opportunity seriously because theyre too blinded by their own arrogance to actually learn anything. and he may be right in regards to a lot of other children of wealthy noble families that attend oxenfurt. but dandelion’s case was different and this he does not like to admit. also he hates how dandelion is... inclined to... a life of debauchery... because he feels he perpetuates stereotypes of artists being good for nothing penniless drunkards and lechers, and makes it harder for Real Professionals from Actual Lineage to get a job. also he has a disdain for how dandelion really wanted to travel and admired the “musicians of the world” that never attended some fancy college, and again valdo sees this as him not appreciating the opportunity he was given, because all you ever need to interact with is this little 1 mile by 1 mile square of oxenfurt, and not even the whole city, just the college. also when valdo tells all this to geralt he goes give him a judgemental up and down look like... “julian loves meeting, writing about, and... ahem... fraternizing with... all kinds of ... people.” (he was gonna say “trash,” but geralt has swords and cats eyes, so valdo swallowed that last word). ALSO ALSO valdo thinks dandelion is further destroying the sanctity of academic places like oxenfurt by training good for nothings from other nobody families, like essi daven, who was actually from a noble family but one not too rich because it was kind of distant from the ruling family. and since she threw a fit they let her do her own thing instead of marrying her off.
also valdo is like “julian— ahem, ... ‘dandelion,’ as you know him... i don’t know why he uses that absurd little nickname,” because he just finds the idea of a pseudonym stupid (since hes from a famous musical family of course he wants to highlight his lineage). and again he dislikes how dandelion is Corrupting Others by not only mentoring essi at oxenfurt, but training her in an “unorthodox fashion,” ie they just duet and talk shit about random stuff and he advises her weird things like “get a cool fake name so all the girls have something to scream as you go on stage”
as they interact with each other, valdo and dandelion actually are kind of opposite of dandelion and essi. they dont throw ANY snide remarks and keep it all under wraps with just pleased smiles and then as soon as theyre out of earshot (a long way for bards) theyre like “i am going to take the replacement strings of my lute and choke the lights out of that tone-deaf idiot” ... geralt is like 😳 to see aggression in dandelion and hes a bit intimidated at first but then is like Bro Are you Fucking Okay ????? Because its so unnatural for dandelion to be Actually Upset about something and not be ok within half a day
scene where dandelion is staring at the mirror and geralt is like you have been staring at the mirror for a long time, even by your standards... dandelion is like “i have to change something... geralt, look at me. look at me. (says it again bc geralt didnt look up the first time). if you could change one thing about my face, what would it be?” and geralts obviously like “nothing.” and dandelions like dont be fucking difficult just tell me i need to know i need your opinion and geralt is like that IS my opinion i sincerely like your face the way it is. something something blah blah blah tenderness geralt says smth like dandelion you have a lot of loyal fans okay...... and hes trying to refer to himself but he doesnt wanna say it aloud
i think something about dandelion talking about who he was (basically referring to “julian” in the 3rd person) and just very uncharacteristically self-loathing but them he pops back into his little arrogant self ... basically he covers that everyone Fucking Laughed at him for wanting to sing but he did it and now he’s the best and also, sexy. in this whole scene (same scene as last bullet point) he is also saying that he needs to “prove himself” and geralt is just like What More Can You Do, You Are Literally Famous... but dandelion is just pensive about it
also he says something like “theres two versions of me... julian with a dream who nobody knows, and dandelion who’s famous and loved.” and geralts like “theres three.” “three?” “there’s also dandelion, the one i know, who, it doesn’t matter if he’s famous or what, because i just like him and enjoy his company.” BECAUSE i dont know how not to be blunt and not hit my readers over the head with what i wanted to get across. geralt is a blunt man however so i think its acceptable to do this
basically this fic is “dandelion can have little a OOCness for character development”
tbh its not too ooc (hopefully) bc hes not like downright depressed, hes just pensive, like he is when hes trying to think of a good title or rhymes and nothing is working. nothing is working! hes frustrated!!!
i have nooooo idea how to resolve this conflict ive introduced. i think valdo and dandelion have to sing a duet together and it is like skating on thin ice with sharks underneath . MAYBE valdo gets possessed by,, something? not a demon bc IVE HAD ENOUGH GOETIA AFTER SEASON OF STORMS but you know An Entity, and dandelion is like wow this is an improvement!! and geralts like no it isnt, now i have to exorcise this fucker
also throughout this i think that the king and queen of cidaris (maintaining that kerack isnt the capital and is just another kingship within the nation) looooveveeveveeee dandelion and his presence and are like oh dandelion you are always welcome in our court :) which also totally pisses valdo off because its like dandelion came into his work/home and fucked both of his bosses and is trying to steal their loyalty through Sexual Appeal. which. may ring true. but dandelion does stuff for fun and not for manipulation soooo valdo is a little wrong in thinking dandelion is manipulating them. and this also adds to valdos resentment of dandelion for being so promiscuous and also writing about his love affairs bc he feels it detracts from The Art...
basically this fic is also me telling academia and ppl who feel art should be limited to a certain crowd to go stuff it cause no one cares and creativity and learning is only human of anyone. also an excuse to give dandelion character depth and also an excuse to break how geralt is always the gloomy one and dandelion has to cheer him up, i think though they do have their strong personalities, relationships should ideally go both ways in terms of emotional support so it shows geralt has the capacity to support a dandelion with festering anger and personal identity problems. also a way for geralt to learn a little abt dandelions backstory without learning/spoiling the fact that hes a v*scount and actually noble and wealthy (they just refer to his family as being wealthy enough to pay for oxenfurt which is significant but not astounding)
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Hello! i really wanted to say that your writings are amazing, i love them so much! and if it isn’t hard for you, i’d like to request jjba match-up please; i’m nb pan, 5’0, slender but working out, so i have some muscles, i have short, thick and messy brown hair, dark brown eyes and single dimple under my right eye. i have loud and brash personality and i’m pretty outgoing and optimistic, but sometimes can come off as rude.i’m autistic, tetralingual and have c-ptsd so sometimes i have anger outbursts.i’m impulsive but also analytical and sensitive, spend much time drawing, listening to music, dancing and playing rpg horror games. also i have bizarre and macabre dreams that i like to tell to my friends, i have my own coded language and my friend say that i’m very wise but at the same time child-like. Thank you, you are awesome!
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Hiiiiii @dumbass-pansexual!! Sorry for the tag, but this request was sent as submission and idk if Tumblr notifies when a blog posts it, soooo, to be sure, I’m tagging you! And vbsvjhskvbs you’re way too kind!! Thank you so so much for those sweet words :,) and NO U are awesome >:3 Soooo I think I’d match you with...
Narancia Ghirga!
Let’s see why: Your personality is not so far from Narancia’s! He’s a small ball of sunshine; he hates people who are always gloomy and who seem on the verge of death, so your positive and optimistic personality is such a blast for him! He loves it so much!! He likes to see the glass half full and he’s happy that you see it too! He’d also secretly be glad about your loud and brash side, as he’s so too, but sometimes he’s a bit bashful about it, almost fearing that this side of him could result annoying! He’d also not be offended if you, sometimes, come off as rude, especially if you’re saying the truth; Narancia prefers a rude truth than a beautiful lie. He’s pretty blund and without filter too, so he too, sometimes, can come off as rude, but he never does it on purpose, he’s just like this!
Narancia wouldn’t be one of those who treats you in a different way because you’re autistic. Of course he’d ask you if there’s something that really bothers or annoys you and he won’t do it, but with him, you’d never feel different, you’d never feel the “weird”, as it often happens; with him, you’re just you, as Narancia sees you as who you are and he loves and respects you as who you are! He’d also be impressed by the fact that you’re tetralingual! He admires you so much for this! The dedication, the time to learn four languages... he’d ask you to please teach him at least one! He knows he’s not a genious, but he’s pretty good in communication and has a good intuition for languages, so he’d be a good student; surely much better than how he is as math student! Narancia’s also used to anger bursts, thanks to Fugo, so he’d not be bothered, especially if you explain him it’s due to c-ptsd.
Narancia knows how it is to be at the same time impulsive but analytical. He usually is pretty impulsive and reckless, if he wants to do something, he doesn’t stop a lot to think about consequences; when he’s fighting, however, and especially when he’s in shitty waters, he puts at good use his braincells, showing an analytical and tactical ability that everyone always forgets he has. On one hand, this pisses Narancia off a lot, as he hates to be looked down and called stupid or ignorant and, because of this, being the first to be targeted; on the other hand, this twist often guarantees him a safe escape route!
He’d love your hobbies! It relaxes him a lot to watch you drawing, and he loves also when you do it while he’s doing his homework; he loves also the fact that you love to sing and dance! He’d immediately ask if you want to duet with him! he has a pretty voice, so it’d be a beautiful duet! And dancing... you’re with the right boy! Narancia is the king of dance! The moment he knows you love it too, it’s done. He’s even more in love! He’d take every chance he can to dance with them, all the time! It’s such a fun time!! And he’d be intrigued by your passion for rpg horror games. It’s not his jam, but he’s curious! Let’s say he watches you play with his eyes half covered by his hands!
He’d also be intrigued by your dreams! What’s their meaning? And all in all they have a good plot?? Narancia is not so good in math, but he’s way better in writing, so he’d try to write down few short stories based on your dreams! And he’d be so amazed by the fact you have developed your own coded language! Can you teach him it? He’d love to be able to communicate with you in a language just you two understand! He’d never stop to use it to tell you sappy things, in any case, you’re warned! Narancia can be really sappy, but he’s embarassed, most of the time, to show it or say sweet things! But if just you can understand it, it’s totally something else!
This duality would be really useful, in a relationship with Narancia. Your wise side could help him when he’s having a breakdown or when he’s angry for something, as you could keep him with his feet on the ground and give him good advices or even just say something to comfort him in such a bad moment; on the other side, your child-like side is such refreshing! Narancia isn’t scared to show his more childish side to you, as he knows you can enjoy it and not be annoyed by it! It’s such a relief for him!
Aaaaand here it isss, dear!! I hope you like it :3
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The Lair of the Beast is a Tricky One
A/N: I’ve been working on this fic for over a week now and I’m really excited to share! Hope you all enjoy!
Warnings: Self depreciation, someone being a jerk, and lying.
Word count: 4,638
Beta: @madly-handsome
Summary: Thomas and the sides travel into Deceit’s room.
“What is up… no no I can’t do this today.” Thomas reached over and turned off the camera.
Roman shot up with a distressed look on his face, “Um Thomas!?”
Thomas sighed in response, “Yes Roman?”
“You can’t do this today? And umm why is that??” Roman pushed. “I gave you a perfectly good idea for a video and this-“
“Roman!” Thomas shouted.
Roman instantly shut his mouth. He dropped his head in shame. He had another dramatic outburst. Those seemingly happened more and more recently.
Thomas brushed a hand past his hair, “It’s not about your idea I… just can’t do it right now.” He spoke softly.
“Is this like- a motivation issue again?” Roman questioned cautiously not wanting to cause Thomas any stress.
A roaring groan could be heard as Logan rose up, “I always say emotions are the bane of my existence... But I take it back, MOTIVATION ISSUES TRULY WILL BE THE END OF ME!” He yelled, quickly regaining his composure. Logan went back to his usually calm tone. “Thomas, may I ask what or whom is making you feel this way?”
“Am I really getting anything out of these videos?” Thomas unhappily said.
Logan rolled his eyes. This issue appeared to be so easy to solve. All he needs to do is remind Thomas of why he made videos. “Well, of course you do. You have an income which is providing you with clothes, shelter, food-“
“Yeah yeah that’s great and all, but is this really making a difference to the world?” Thomas barely even got his words out.
“The whole world? Of course not.” Logan laughed not understanding the entire situation thoroughly.
Virgil pops in, “Thanks Teach that sure calmed my nerves.”
“I’d appreciate less sarcasm next time Virge, though I see you may know the birth of this problem?” Logan remarked, assuming since Thomas felt so down and filled with worry, and Virgil experienced that, he could tell him why he was so anxious.
Virgil rubbed his temples, “Is this all really important? Is what we are doing actually making a difference to anyone’s life?” He sank into himself. “Or is it just pointless and no cares?” he said that last thing more as a statement rather than doubting.
“I understand… well I actually don’t... that's a lie. Logan, you're the smart one! Can you tell him he's overreacting?” Roman requested, getting very restless.
“To appease his confusion, telling him his feelings aren't valid isn't gonna help.” Logan waved a nagging finger at Roman. “Virgil, while it may look like making videos for others entertainment is worthless in terms of truly having importance in the world. I assure you that they do effect-”
“I’m perfectly aware of that Logan!” Virgil hollered, his voice got slightly demonic.
The room got silent.
“T-then what's the is-ssue, Mr. Gloom?” Roman stuttered, slightly frightened.
Logan’s eyebrow went up, confused he asked. “Yes… if you know reality, how isn’t that comforting you?” While he did have methods of trying to calm Virgil, one of the things that worked best was reestablishing reality for him. Yet, in this situation he understood he was being irrational and still believing the lie he was telling himself.
“Well Logan, if I knew I’d probably already have it fixed by now!” Virgil snarled, clearly the anxiety Thomas put off turned Virgil's mood for the worse.
“Just leave him alone for now Logan, I doubt you can help him.” Thomas whispered.
Logan lifted his pointer and opened his mouth however, nothing came out. Defeated he closed it back. Virgil looked down in guilt, he regretted his outburst but didn't say an apology not wanting to speak more.
“Um anyway…” Roman starts, he attempted to lighten the figurative dark haze in the room. “Where’s the puff ball at, we could use some cheering up here right? Patton!” He called.
No one showed up.
“Well that's quite worrisome-” Roman pointed out.
Logan rubbed his chin, “Yes- Usually, he's ecstatic to show up. Thomas, can you call him up?” He politely asked.
Thomas, not in the mood to argue nodded slowly, “I guess… Patton can you come up here?”
Patton slowly rose up with a glum expression on his face and eyes noticeably red, “Yes?”
Roman’s already faltering usual grin fell finally, “Ohhhh that’s not good-”
“Something wrong Thomas?” Patton hesitated, careful to not speak too loud.
“AND he didn’t call tank engine kiddo?!” Roman throwed his hands up in the air dramatically. “What madness!”
“I think you’re exaggerating a bit there princey, like you always do. But this does make sense. If Thomas is currently sad then Patton would feel the same just more concentrated.”
“Thanks for the exposition Logan-“ Roman mumbled.
“P-Patton?” Logan stammered, trying his best to not cause another outburst like he did with Virgil. While Patton was less likely he did seem incredibly in an emotional state. “Is your issue the same as Virge? Or at the very least the same cause?”
“I-I don’t know, what is Virgil’s problem?” Patton wondered.
“While we aren’t for sure exactly, it’s Thomas, and by extension you two don’t think you’re making a huge difference in the lives of other people. However true that may appear, it isn’t correct.”
“I t-think I feel the same as him then.” Patton squeaked out.
“So if you both have the same problem, what is the source?!” Logan perplexed, thinking as logic he must find this out quick before it gets any worse and it spreads to other things besides just not pursuing ones creative endeavors.
“I may have an idea Lo!” Roman announced. “What if it’s that snake.”
“Now, just because you see him as a villain doesn’t mean that this is his-“ Patton goes on falling into his habit of chewing out the sides for being rude to one another.
“Actually, Roman may be right?” Logan tuned in.
“I am?” Roman doubted, not exactly being confident in his first statement. The joy he got from Logan’s confirmation helped jumpstart that self esteem, “Yes! I am!”
Virgil pulled over the hood of his hoodie, grunting “More details Specs-” He said bluntly, absolutely done.
“Think about it, the dilemma is known and reality is upfront yet... Thomas won’t accept it because he’s lying to himself.” Logan explained. “Why he isn’t letting the truth in is because of a fabrication constantly being presented upon him!” He rejoiced, proud of figuring it out. While keeping the fact of slight disappointment to himself about not being the initial one to propose it.
Thomas and Roman both gasp at the same time. Patton and Virgil awkwardly stand there not wanting to add to the conversation due to their lack of energy.
“So the slimy boi is behind this?!” Thomas screamed
“We’ve been over this Thomas I’m like 99% sure his scales are just smooth-“
“Does that mean he’s in the room?!” Roman shouted putting one hand on his hip, proceeding to point at and glare down all the sides with suspicion, ANYONE could be a suspect!
“I highly doubt that as no one here has lied. I’m still factual, you’re still over the top, Virgil is anxious and wouldn’t be able to be deceitful without feeling the anxiety that comes with it, and Patton is openly sad even confirming how he feels.” Logan went on.
“So how would he be influencing Thomas then?? You don’t think-” Roman questioned.
“Don’t think what? You know we would get alot more done if you guys actually weren’t so ‘mysterious’ in your conversations with each other… just saying-” Thomas became curious.
“Where else could he be Roman? He has to be in his room!” Logan stated.
“Wait, Deceit has a room?” Thomas tilted his head in confusion.
“Question after question with all of you I swear…” Virgil whined.
“Of course! Why would you think otherwise. Maybe we need a refresh on your memory skills.” Logan said as he made a mental note to quiz him later.
Thomas rubbed the back of his head, “I mean it’s not like he's a main side or anything. Soooo I didn’t know.”
“He’s ‘main’ enough to have a physical representation. He has a room like the rest of us.” Logan justified his previous statement.
“Valid argument-” Thomas nodded.
Wanting to be less useless in this situation, Patton added. “If he’s in his room how can we stop him?” he barely even got noticed.
“Can’t we… you know- sink into his corner of my mind?” Thomas pondered.
“Err- bad idea Tommy.” Roman cautioned.
“Why?” Thomas asked, furrowing his brow in even more confusion. The uncertainty didn't sound like it would ever end today.
“As you are aware, Virgil’s room had some pretty bad effects on Roman, Patton, and I. While, we haven’t been into Deceit’s corner before we can assume negative effects can happen to any of us!” Logan theorized.
“It could be our only option nerd-” Roman bit his nails nervously, “I don’t wanna enter it as much as you do. Yet, I can’t see any other way.”
Virgil sighed heavily, “I hate to agree… but I think he's right. Maybe it’s best to go- let’s just make sure to not stay long…” he warned.
“Well if you are all ok with it… I suppose it’s fine. Patton, do you wanna come along even though you’re gloomy?” Logan offered.
“I g-guess?” Patton sniffled out.
“It’s decided then! We shall travel to the room of the Danger Noodle!” Roman published with great pride, ready to put a stop to the fiend. He turned to Thomas in his usual pose, “Thomas? Do the honor?”
Thomas pumped with energy from the excitement but also slight terror of what came, momentarily forgetting his previously cheerless attitude, “Got it Roman!” He expressed as he sunk down.
Roman laughed as he attempted to enter the destination.
“I’m not sure that’s even a thing- ” Logan spoke, disappearing from the room.
“If he talks to me I’ll lose it even more I swear.“ Virgil spat doing the same as the others.
Patton stayed soundless like a sleeping mouse as he left.
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As they all sunk in, thoughts raced through all of them, not knowing what to expect from the villain that wore yellow and black.
Roman thought it was a blackened swamp with vines everywhere, perhaps it looked like a jungle.
Virgil wondered if it was a nightmare of puzzles, never ending despite saying ‘just one more’.
Logan pondered that maybe it was a place constantly changing, new strings of lies added to the web.
Patton? Well he didn’t know what to question. BUT HE KNEW THAT THIS WAS A BAD PLACE. Patton did try his best to not judge, that didn’t work out well in his favor.
Yet, in reality it looked like the inside of an old house from a time period that none of them were born into. It held a bad color scheme complete with a bunch of old play production posters and a nearly broken radio. It held almost no light within its walls. In the corner was a wooden coat rack that gripped Deceit’s cape on the side with his bowler hat on top. Even a furry creature ran on its wheel in the tank it called home on the table that use to be the kitchen counter. Besides those things the room was pretty empty.
“Well… this is surely an establishment-“ Roman teased loudly. At the same time he was shocked, impressed and humored. “I honestly considered thinking this place was gonna be a full on mess of a place. It’s quite… bare bones if you will?”
Thomas and Patton both in sync screamed, “OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS IS THAT A HAMSTER!?”
Patton snapped out of his haze with the newfound distraction. He moved from where he came from and sat in front of the cage with a giant smile.
“Fascinating.” Logan remarked as he continuously gazed around. “Truly I never anticipated such a look.”
“Should we REALLY trust such a slippery scoundrel with a sweet innocent hamster?”
“Roman, again he isn’t actually a snake. I highly doubt he eats anything from the rodent family.” Logan recounted.
Virgil took a deep breath to calm himself, then took off the hoodie that laid from his head for a while now. “Let’s make this as quick as possible before anything terrible happens to us… where is he?”
“He could be in the shadows! Hiding away in the darkness, that offender! I shall be the one to find the wrongdoer… at least I hope!” Roman commanded losing confidence somewhat at the end.
“I don’t- whatever.” Virgil flicked his wrist.
“Deceit come out-” Logan insisted. “From your… rock?”
“I thought you said he wasn’t part-” Thomas started, interrupted by Deceit appearing in Patton’s empty spot.
“Goodbye everyone… why are you here?” Deceit announced with a puzzled expression overshadowing his face.
“WE ARE AWARE OF THE MISFORTUNE YOU’RE CAUSING THOMAS! Well… I think all of us are sure? I don’t wanna doubt myself or anything-” Roman chuckled with a hint of nervousness. “No but seriously that was confirmed right??”
“I know all of what you’re talking about.” Deceit shrugged.
“What is he saying? This makes no sense.” Logan thought aloud.
Patton walked over from the habitat to where he originally rose, now bored. He joined the conversation, “Of course it makes sense! He speaks in lies! Don’t act dumb Logan.” He giggled putting his hand over his mouth like a schoolgirl laughing. “Also Deceit can you move over-“
“T-this isn’t my room though-” Deceit stuttered, intimidated by the moral trait.
“That was kinda rude, Patton.” Thomas puffed out.
”Don’t act like we weren’t all thinking that.” Patton huffed. “You guys had no problem with Deceit moving from my location LAST TIME!”
“I-” Virgil tuned in but shook his head “Nevermind.” He shouldn’t bother.
“I may have no current knowledge as to how you’ve done it… I just know you have contributed to this! Deceit admit to it!” Logan snapped, his cheeks getting red.
“Ah yes..” Deceit hissed, “I wonder why I’m never blamed for anything at all.”
“Wait but you’re always blamed… stop confusing me!” Logan vigorously trembled his fist.
Patton rolled his eyes not going noticed. “Logan how aren’t you getting this? You’re supposed to be the smart one right?”
Logan tipped his head moderately to the right in uncertainty. Should he take that as an insult or as a sign of worry caused by… Caused by something he couldn’t quite remember. It was on the very tip of his tongue waiting to be let out. In the end, Logan couldn't think of it, and simply rotated in the direction of Roman when he started to speak.
“We have reason to suspect... I... t-think… that you’re causing Thomas to LIE to himself! Making him believe what he does isn’t worth it because no one cares!” Roman prided trying his best not to stutter.
Deceit looked down at his hand, clearly not taking the situation seriously. “And whatever are your AMAZING points that you hold behind me?” He raised his eyes to make contact with the creative side.
“Well-!” Roman announced then instantly started biting his nails in nervousness, “Uh, Teach can you take this one? I don’t wanna ruin our argument…”
“I seem to have forgotten our previous discussion, so I don't possess that compression. I can try and guess if you want-”
“Ugh that will not do Logan…” Roman thought aloud. “How about you Virgil?!” He gave off a hopeful smile.
“Don’t worry about it Princey I’m sure this will merely finish in a happy ending like usual.” Virgil waved off the worry, taking his phone out of his pocket and began scrolling mindlessly through social media.
“I-” Roman ran both of his hands through his hair in distress. “Come on guys! We can do it! We can’t let Thomas down now can we?!”
“It’s ok-k Roman… you aren’t failing me at all! Don’t worry-.” Thomas tried to soothe.
“So you all decided that I was the hero, came down to someone else’s room and whispered to me saying I truly am no criminal?” Deceit interrupted.
“Yes-“ Logan agreed, not really knowing what Deceit meant.
Deceit rolled his eyes, “How delightful.”
“Does this mean we were wrong? Or were we not- wait are you lying? Perhaps this is a trap?! No… maybe?”
“Oh my god Roman can you shut up? We get it you’re worried! Blah blah blah.” Patton mocked, waving his hands dramatically like Princey always does.
“No need to fight guys!” Thomas demanded trying to get ahold of the situation. “Virgil, Logan, can you two kick in here?”
Virgil yawned putting his phone in his pocket, “I couldn’t care less dude. They’ll be fine? Probably? No need to panic I’m sure.” He stated, asure of himself.
“In all honesty I’ve lost track of where we are at this point.” Logan blinked with a bewildered expression washed over his face.
“Why are you all acting like this?!” Thomas glared, he got more and more frustrated by the second.
“What a calm situation we have here.” Deceit uttered with panic.
“You think?!” Thomas bawled his fists, ultimately letting the anger take control of him.
“I highly don't suggest you leave immediately before any real damage is caused- I can’t assure you that I’ll promise to tell you once you are back to safety.”
“Should I t-trust him?” Thomas said more to himself than to the others.
“He’s literally deceit.. I don’t know about this Thomas?!” Roman hollered, “But what do I know I guess right?” He started to laugh.
“Can’t we like chill… so what if anything happens?” Virgil sighed.
“I notice there was a guinea pig in the room, oh my god-“ Logan blissfully unaware of what was going on.
“That’s a hams- can you hurry up so I can get away sooner from these idiots dear god!” Patton groaned.
Thomas overwhelmed with all the comments swiftly left the room along with all of the other sides.
-
Thomas rose up first with a calmer expression, “Finally back to peace… hopefully.”
“UM WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!!?” Virgil growled, full of fret. “WE WERE IN DANGER AND I WAS SO- SO CASUAL!”
Next was Patton, tears welled in his eyes, “Oh my goodness guys I am so sorry! I didn’t mean to act that way… I-I don’t know what came over me!” Guilt came up in his stomach.
After Roman arrived, “Well then… that was an adventure.” He awkwardly coughed.
Logan was the last of the usual sides to appear. “Oh knowledge never leave me again, that was awful. Truly a display went on in there-” He adjusted his tie.
“Sooo…” Thomas trailed off, now thinking more clearly. “Anyone have any idea what happened in there?”
Deceit popped up besides Patton which led the Pat to let out a small squeal of fright. He now had on all of his usual attire.
“Ahem.” Deceit hacked clearing his throat. “I don’t apologize everyone, I really don’t.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “I meant harm I swear-”
“Ha Ha!” Roman laughed with confidence. “So Logan and I were right, you were the culprit!”
“Roman…” Patton whispered to the creative side, “Now's not the time-”
“I shouldn’t have warned you all of the effects of my room sooner.” Deceit clarifying what he meant, he was apologizing from his space rather than committing the crime he was accused of.
“May you tell us now how your room works?” Logan got out a notebook and pen from his back pocket, “I’m quite interested.”
Deceit sighed heavily, “My room has slight effects on others. It makes others act exactly like their true nature considering the room makes them tell the truth to themselves and others.”
Roman looked extremely dumbfounded, letting out an uncomfortable chuckle. “I’m sorry but I honestly got none of that-”
“I swear I’m trying at least a little Roman!” Deceit moaned in annoyance, clearly frustrated with not having the ability to tell the complete truth.
Logan coughed trying to get the attention to him, “I think I understand in a way… let me try and translate the situation… for Deceit’s sake.”
The tears on Patton’s skin started to dry up at this point, recovering from what occurred previously. “Wow Logan, you must be a snake charmer!” He gained a snort from Roman.
“Yes-s…” Logan stuttered, “Anyway- if we stay in his space for a prolonged amount of time, which we just did. It causes us to act the opposite of our usual mannerisms. We turn into our counterparts for this period. Lying about ourselves by behaving that way. For example, Virgil...” He pointed towards the anxious trait. “I’m guessing you became apathetic.”
Virgil snickered, “One of the few times I was ever ‘fully chill.’ He did quotation marks with his hands but setting them back in his pockets. “No but seriously never let that happen again-“
“And Roman, usually you come off as brave and very confident.” Logan declared.
“Come off?? I’d have you know I am very-“
“Anyway.” Logan cut Roman off, “You turned towards self doubt.”
Roman nodded along, “Yeah that explains why I felt so much of a need to impress… which I always do anyway so I have NO CLUE why I was worried-”
“You were worried because of Deceit’s room we just went over that Roman, keep up.”
“That's not what I meant-”
Logan continued to go on ignoring Roman’s comment, “Patton was clearly more rude than what's common for him, on average the most lengths he’ll go is being somewhat passive aggressive.”
“I’m really sorry everyone…” Patton whimpered to himself, barely audible.
“I’d classify that as amorality, him lacking a moral sense. Unconcerned with the wrongness or rightness of the situation.” Logan expressed.
Patton stayed silent.
Logan finally finished with translating Deceit’s claim, “To end I sadly began to go on a road of probably ignorance. Something I never wanna experience again…”
“That’s completely wrong.” Deceit side eyed Logan with a small smile, happy that the logical trait took the time to explain what he had meant.
“What he meant-” Logan began.
“Yeah we get it buddy, don't worry.” Virgil advised.
Roman scoffed, “That's wonderful and all. But, that doesn’t make clear his motivation in making Thomas feel bad!”
“I told you! I totally made him do that!” Deceit spat in anger getting ticked that no one was believing him.
“Alright alright alright… calm down python-” Roman instictly backed away from Deceit’s direction.
“Why do you continue to think that?” Deceit shrugged.
“Wow it’s almost like you have a history of lying.” Virgil sarcastically commented.
“You didn’t say it yourself! I apparently only have one intent, self preservation. Is that correct?”
Patton sniffled, “Well yes-“
Deceit sighed trying to calm himself down, “Then there’s your problem. I want to hurt Thomas because it wouldn’t throw him off balance, possibly causing his reputation to go up.”
Thomas and the rest of the sides all glanced at each other, while he didn’t ‘care’ in a way he also did ‘care in a way.
“So you aren’t at fault-“ Roman asked for the millionth time.
“No.” Deceit stated.
Thomas awkwardly shifted, “Ok well… you can leave then Deceit.”
“Oh ok- um well hello everyone…” Deceit uttered as he sank out with a somewhat sad expression on his face.
“So who’s fault is it then?” Roman questioned, his only suspect was proven incorrect.
“Well looking back at the evidence I may have made a small error.” Logan admitted.
Roman gasped dramatically, “Logan? Wrong? How dreadful!”
“Roman-“ Virgil started not wanting another fight to began.
“What?! I’m joking!” Roman yelled, waving his arms up and down.
“I don’t believe you, anyway-“ Logan changed the topic back to what he wanted.
Roman scoffed at the comment, offended. He swore that no one got his sensational humor.
“We affect Thomas to a certain degree yes, we are always there. We can influence him but we don’t act as his train of thought, his conscious decisions if you will.” Logan described.
“So...technically we didn’t have to even go through that.” Virgil questioned with an eyebrow raised.
“I mean… I learned a lot today-“
Virgil laughed quietly to himself, “I know you did Nerd. I’m talking about Thomas’ problem.”
Logan continued, saying “If we never traveled there we probably wouldn’t have figured out the true cause. Or at least we would have taken more time to come to that conclusion.”
“Still, that's great and all but what if someone got really hurt. What would we have done then?” Virgil spoke concerned.
“No one got hurt Virgil, do not fret.”
“What if someone did though Logan.”
“What if we were fine.”
“What if we weren’t.”
“Virgil.”
“Logan.”
“Virg-” Logan started, stopping before having a neverending disagreement. “How about we worry about the present and not the past then you can head off?”
Virgil pondered a moment, “Does that mean I get to work less?”
“Possibly.” Logan grinned with glee, getting the anxious side to take care instead of argue.
“Fineeee, you’re lucky I need a nap anyway.” Virgil yawned, “Bye Thomas, if you need me… I’ll be asleep so don’t wake me-“ He sank out.
“See ya Virge!” Thomas turned to face patton “Pat, how you feeling?”
“You want the truth?” Patton sighed, trying his best to use the exhale to restart his mood.
“Please.” Thomas said firmly.
“Not the best, I was already under the weather after that serge of thoughts from before. That’s mostly passed now though as that whole mess was one big distraction. I just feel awful for treating Logan and Roman so bad.”
Logan pushed up his glasses, “Patton don’t worry you had no control over the situation and I doubt neither I nor Roman took any offense to your comments.”
“Yeah Dandelion It’s in the past now.” Roman agreed with Logan.
Patton sniffed but now had a determined look on his face, “You are right. It’s in the past, I-I can get over this.”
“There you go Pat, I knew you could do it.” Roman said with a pumped attitude trying to make Patton more determined.
“Thanks for the help guys… I-If I have any other issues I’ll come to you kiddos.” Patton sank out.
“Well those two seem to feel somewhat better, how about you Thomas?” Logan asked.
“I think I agree with Patton that whole thing sure was chaotic I kinda forgot about it.” Thomas rubbed the back of his head.
“While that does sound good in the moment you can’t always have a distraction to comfort you Thomas. Next time before something like that really builds up try your best to look around you. See that you really do make an impression on others. Look at your fanbase for example. They’re a group who love you for you and you are important to them.” Logan went on.
“I appreciate the help Lo… I’ll do that next time.” Thomas promised, now seeing the situation more clear. In the future he can improve on handling this sort of predicament.
“Great well if my job here is done then I'll be off then, farewell.” Logan left leaving just Roman and Thomas in the room.
“S-so while this may be unimportant now may I-I suggest since you’re feeling b-better you could try-” Roman stuttered nervously.
“Filming that video you wanted?” Thomas finished the others sentence.
“Yes! I mean… well only if you want to that is…don’t feel like you HAVE to… I just thought-”
Thomas giggled pleased with making him so joyful, “I’ll get on that Princey.”
Roman ultimately filled with glee, sunk out, his current wish of getting his proposed idea used coming true.
Thomas finally turned the camera back on, his usual phrase erupting off the walls. “What is up everybody!”
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The Joker x Reader - “No Names” Part 1
When The Joker told you he found somebody else, your world shattered to pieces. But what hurt the most was the fact that he didn’t even bother to come around and see his little girls; very hard to find excuses on why their father is missing, especially when the triplets adore him. And extremely hard to cope with the gloomy future after you found out some details that might explain his estrangement.
Part 2 : http://diyunho.tumblr.com/post/164854110621/the-joker-x-reader-no-names-part-2
Part 3: http://diyunho.tumblr.com/post/165414584036/the-joker-x-reader-no-names-part-3
At the present moment, the four year old triplets (Emma, Mia and Evie) are fighting about who should sit in daddy’s lap. There’s some fake crying, some pushing around followed by a tantrum and J finally gives in and lifts them up one at a time so they can all sit on his knees. Very crowded and hardly any space for everybody, but somehow it works.
“Are you good now?” he asks, trying to reach over so he can type on his laptop. They all giggle and then the bickering starts again. “Daddy’s mine,” Emma pulls The Joker’s face towards her and kisses his pale cheek.
“No-oo-o,” Mia whimpers upset about it.“Daddy’s mine!” and she yanks his head and gives him a kiss.
Evie almost has a fit:
“He’s mine! I’m going to marry him!”
The Joker snorts as the girls argue in his lap. You never intervene when stuff like this is going on because you believe he needs it: doesn’t hurt to be reminded you’re human from time to time. And that includes the King of Gotham.
“I really have to send an e-mail, OK? Behave, brats !”
“No, I want to marry daddy!”
“No, me!!” and the fight continues regardless J’s request. He sighs and interrupts:
“Be quiet, girls! Stop moving around !”
Yeah…no.
“Hey, what did I just say? There’s plenty to go around for everybody, even if mommy gets the best part,” and you get winked at.
You stop your current task, which is opening a bunch of boxes with new clothes for your daughters and give him the look.
He starts laughing.
“Yeah, your mom knows what I’m talking about; she’s so lucky!”
“Right…” you mutter to yourself.
“I want to play with daddy’s hair,” Mia whines, attempting to touch the green locks. The others follow:
“Me too!”
“Me too, daddy!”
“I don’t have time little Dolls,” he huffs and gets ready to remove them from his lap.
Crying begins – the spoiled kids type; he spoils them rotten and you do too. Guilty as charged.
“Fine, fine, you win!” The Joker gives them the satisfaction and the girls are now on the floor around their father, caressing his hair and fighting about which one of them should get more to play with. He just sits there in between them, huge grin on his face.
Mia pecks his temple.
“Ahh, thank you Evie,” J sighs, very pleased with his current situation.
“I’m Mia, daddy,” she corrects him.
“No you’re not,” he teases more.
“I’m Evie, daddy,” the other little girl snickers.
“Nahh, you’re Emma, don’t lie to me.”
“No, I’m Emma, daddy,” the third one points.
“Nope, no way!” and the little ones start talking in the same time, trying to explain to their father which one is which.
“Are you sure?” he frowns, pretending to debate.
“U-hum,” they nod, lined up in front of him.
“Well, if you say so, I guess you know better…”
They jump around, excited The Joker finally got it and he wants to get up.
“Y/N, come help me up,” he signals you and you go over.
“What is it, old man? Can’t do it on your own?” you smile, aiding him.
“Hilarious, Kitten, you should do stand-up comedy,” he mumbles, suddenly sour.
“I should, I’m pretty funny. Something wrong?” you check, noticing the painful grimace on his face.
“It’s nothing; my back hurts again. These kids are wearing me out!” he blames it on the 3 small Princesses at his feet.
“It’s their job, baby,” and he gets a kiss from the Queen herself.
“Behave, woman!” he growls in your ear. “I have to go and you’re distracting me.”
“Hey, wanna make an appointment for a back massage tonight?” you offer, eager for some time alone with him.
“I can’t…I have so many things to plan and transactions on the black market to attend to.” There is definitely something going on behind those blue eyes you can’t quite pinpoint.
“Again?!…I want you to sleep here, you’re away too much. Stuff can wait, ok? Plus, I can help.”
“It’s fine, my Queen needs to rest,” J makes up this lame excuse again and heads towards the elevator with the girls following him.
“Daddy, up!” they whine since he’s not paying attention to them anymore.
“I can’t lift you up, Dolls. I’m busy, go play!” he sends them back to you and they pout but obey.
*****************
It’s very late and The Joker didn’t come home. You still keep on waiting, hoping he is going to show up. You smile in the darkness when you remember the first time you showed him the ultrasound picture with the triplets. J stood there still, holding it in his hands, staring with his mouth open.
“Oh my God!”
That’s all he said.
“Ummm, oh my God as in oh my God yes or as in oh, no ?” you asked, intrigued.
He didn’t even hear you.
“I’m so awesome!!!” he blurred out, snorting. “I’m more than incredible ! Three in one strike! Ha!”
“I think I have my share at this since I participated in the project,” you protested, annoyed.
“Shut up, Y/N, this is obviously me,” and he seemed so mesmerized and thrilled you actually let him win. “I have some serious skills,” J smirked, arrogant to a fault and you rolled your eyes so badly they almost fell off the back of your head.
And the things he would say when you got so big since you had three little beings growing inside of you.
“Damn, Pumpkin, you can audition for Godzilla’s part in the next movie!”
“You – you are the rudest person ever!” you got so mad but he didn’t stop.
“Well, maybe not Godzilla, I don’t want to exaggerate. I think you could get the part of a whale!”
You glared at him, pissed because you were fed up with his mocking. The Joker enjoyed teasing you more than anything. Such an easy prey due to your…condition. Just one look down at your bump and:
“I – I’m huge!” you started crying up a storm, hormonal and emotional since you were super pregnant, tired and cranky.
“Awwww, com’ere,” The Joker would try to fix it and made this strenuous sounds when you sat in his lap. “Jesus, woman, don’t break my legs!”
“You’re horrible, I hate you!” and you would wipe your eyes and your nose with your sleeve, not giving a crap. Too uncomfortable to care.
“Ewwww, Kitten, are you gonna change your shirt?!” J couldn’t help it; he had to taunt more.
“No, I don’t want to,” you would sniffle, not looking at him.
“That’s fine; you sure are a sight for sore eyes,” and he kissed you to make it better. “So sexy…for a whale,” he has to keep going, considering it his sacred duty to ridicule his Queen.
“I really hate you,” you complained, exasperated.
“Thank you, Doll,” and that silver grin got wider.
Once, he found you having a nervous breakdown at the hideout near The Bridge of Angels.
“What’s wrong, hm?” J cautiously approached, wondering what the new crisis is about.
“I was trying to load guns… “ and you took such a deep breath, not being able to stop bawling, “…and I dropped a box of bullets,” you show him the ammo on the floor, scattered all over the place. “I can’t even bend to pick them up,” and tears kept on rolling down your cheeks.
“That’s soooo sad, Pumpkin,” and he took your hands in his, kissing each finger. “These sausage fingers, so chubby and puffy, of course they can’t do anything.”
“You suck,” and kicked his ankle, but calmed down a bit.
“Thank you, Doll,” that satisfied smile lingered on his lips as he was finishing what he started.
When the girls were almost two years old, The Joker ended up at Arkham and took a while to bring him back. He was so out of it from meds and electroshock therapy that barely had the strength to crawl on the couch in the living room and passed out. Didn’t even go to see his daughters.
Evie was the one that heard the noises and woke up, came to see what’s going on and that pure joy on her face when she saw J made your heart skip a beat. You told the little one to be quiet and placed her on his chest; she fell back asleep right away. You brought the other two sleepy heads and placed them on the sides of his body. He sensed the movements through his restless dreams and squeezed his arms around them, suddenly more at ease.
He knew he was home.
**************
You didn’t see him in a month. The Joker said he’s out of town with business and that was all. He responded to your texts and phone calls, but in a very short manner. Something is definitely not right. You just know it.
For the moment you are in the basement, watching him stash a few guns in a suitcase. You’re so upset you can’t think straight. The kids are not at the penthouse and J doesn’t want to wait for them to come back from the playground so he can see them.
“Where are you going, baby?” he gets questioned and that pisses him off.
“I have urgent matters to attend to, ok?! You know our lifestyle, I don’t have to explain it to you !!”
“Does this…urgent matter…have a name?” you whisper and he stops, giving you an evil gaze.
“You wanna do this NOW?”
“What… what exactly are we doing?” you panic, not sure what is going on.
“Of course she has a name, are you completely stupid ?! Didn’t you notice how much I have to pretend around you and YOUR noisy girls? I thought you were smarter than this!!!” the tirade begins and you are not prepared for it. “I am so tired of you, you bore me to death, can’t you see ?! Why do you think I keep on avoiding you, huh? I need someone younger, prettier and energetic to keep up with me!!!” he dramatically gestures, burning you with his blue eyes. “You’re none of these; not anymore !!!” J takes the suitcase and storms out, bumping into you as he passes by.
You gulp, stunned at all the hurtful words: “What?…”
“Don’t be pathetic and take the hint, Y/N!” the barks at you before disappearing up the staircase.
“I’m gonna kill you!” you yell after him, shaking from the tension. “And her too!!”
“Don’t make me come down there again or YOUR kids will be orphans!!” The Joker shouts and you hear the basement’s door being slammed so loud it makes you jump.
*************
You detest calling him. You do it for your children; they won’t stop asking about The Joker. What hurts the most is the fact that he doesn’t even bother to visit his little girls; very hard to find excuses on why their father is not present, especially when the triplets adore him.
They miss him badly and you telling them he’s on vacation all the time doesn’t help. It breaks your heart when they start crying:
“I miss my daddy,” Emma squeezes your arm and you wipe the tears, so upset it’s hard not to cry yourself.
“Me too,” Evie slides her head in your lap, whimpering.
“I want my daddy,” Mia weeps and you hold them close to you in the big, empty bed.
“He’s coming, honey,” and you kiss their foreheads. “He is on a vacation and he’s coming back soon, alright?”
“When, mommy?” the little voices insist.
“Soon, very soon,” you sigh, fighting to maintain a fake smile on your lips.
After they fall asleep, you carefully get out of bed and go on the balcony, calling again.
“What do you want?” J snaps as soon as he picks up.
“Are you going to come see your daughters? It’s been three months! I don’t know what to do anymore; they really miss you. Would you please come? Just for a little bit?” you beg, irritated you have to bargain for something you shouldn’t have to.
“I’m busy! I’ll try but I can’t promise anything.”
“Are you ready Mister J?” you hear the woman’s voice in the background and you drop the phone, startled. The screen cracks but you can still hear him:
“Yeah, coming! Hold on, she’s bothering me again!”
You bite on your cheek and grab the cell, tossing it over the edge of the terrace. You didn’t want to hear that.
***************
The home phone going off at 2am wakes you up abruptly. You answer as fast as you can, not wanting to wake up the little ones.
“Yes, Frost?” you mumble, tired, wondering what he wants.
“Hi, Y/N. I need to talk to you about Mister J,” Jonny begins and you won’t have any of it.
“Is he coming to see his kids?”
“I don’t know, but…”
“Then I don’t care!!” you raise your voice without realizing.
“Mommy…” Emma complains, turning towards you and you just hang up.
The phone rings again. “Stop calling, Frost!”
“I need to talk ab…”
You hang up and place the phone under all the extra pillows at the side of the bed. You feel it vibrating and ignore it.
After about an hour you hear the elevator going up at the penthouse.
Serioulsy?!
When the elevator’s doors open, Jonny Frost finds a very displeased Y/N in front of him, arms crossed on your chest.
“Can I help you?!” you sulk, vexed he has the nerve to actually come uninvited in the middle of the night.
“I know you don’t want me here, but I really need to talk to you,” and he steps inside the living room, decided not to drop it.
“Is it about J?”
“Yes, I told you…” “I don’t care! The only news that would make me happy is him coming to see our daughters. That’s it. Is he coming?”
“I’m not sure wh…” “Then get the fuck out of my house!” you push Jonny, bitter and resentful. “Go serve his every need and that bitch he’s with. GO!!!”
Frost is a strong man; makes it hard for you to move him if he doesn’t want to be moved.
“There is no woman,” he utters, keeping his composure.
“Did he put you up to this?! Get out!”
At this point you are so mad you can’t listen to anything anymore.
“I’m not leaving. I need to talk to you. Y/N…” Frost gets in your face, still calm. “There is no woman. You know me; would I lie to you?”
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8:45am
You sneak inside the hideout, not having a clue on how you are going to handle the situation. I guess you’ll have to improvise as you go.
The Joker is coming out of the kitchen in a pair of shorts and halts when he sees you. Not a pleasant surprise, that’s for sure. He breaks the silence:
“What are you doing here?”
You don’t reply; you just analyze him and conclude it doesn’t seem good at all.
“Did…did that asshole ran his mouth?” J tilts his head to the left, grinding his teeth. That’s the only explanation he can think of and it makes him angry.
You ignore his inquiry and have a question of your own, even if you already know the answer:
“What are those?” you refer to the bruise-like spots on his skin; you can see them on his chest, a few on his arms and legs.
“Go away, Y/N. Go home to the girls!” he rushes you, wanting to get rid of your presence as fast as possible.
You nod a no and step towards him.
“It’s contagious, stay away!” The Joker snarls, backing out.
“No it’s not,” and you get closer.
“Are you ready, Mister J?” the woman’s voice coming from kitchen alerts of a third person in the warehouse.
“Is that your girlfriend?” you give him the look as you slip by his body and finally see her: probably in her mid 50’s, holding a syringe. Her eyes get big when she realizes you’re there. “Younger and prettier, hm?” you address The Joker and he’s silent, aware you already know what’s going on.
“Give me that!” you gesture towards the syringe and she hesitates:
“Mister J…”
“I said give me that!!!!” you yell, yanking it from her hand. “This is my job, not yours! Get out! “
She looks at him and J signals it’s ok. The woman complies and walks away, leaving you two alone. You lick your lips and The Joker comes closer, taking a sit on a chair nearby.
“Well, since it’s your job…” he extends his arm and waits. You go in front of him, struggling to be tough.
“Tell me where…,” you sniffle and his finger shows you the spot on the shoulder.
“This is so awkward, Kitten,” he slowly blinks, grabbing your shaky hand. “I can do it.”
“No, I will, “ and the needle finds its way into the skin, slowly releasing the medicine. “I hate you!” you burst into tears as soon as you’re finished.
He knows why; no explanation needed.
“I hate everybody too, so I understand,” he pretends to be sympathetic.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” and you look so devastated J can’t make a stupid joke about it.
“You and the girls have to get used with me not being around,” he admits to the truth.
“How – how bad is it?” you stutter, wishing you could really hate him.
“Pretty bad, it’s spreading fast.”
You cry harder.
“All this stuff you have around, is it helping any?”
“Somewhat, I guess… I’m still breathing for the moment.”
The fool doesn’t even notice how unbearable it is for you to hear such things. You straddle his lap and hug him tight, sobbing.
“You’re not dying; you’re gonna live forever,” you manage to articulate.
“God help Gotham then, hm?” The Joker holds you so firmly it hurts but you don’t feel the ache. “You should go home to OUR girls. This is making me very sick; I don’t want you here. I don’t want you around it. Shit, I don’t want to be around it, but I have no choice.”
“I want to be around it,” you wipe your face with the sleeve of your shirt and he really needs to point out:
“Ewww, Princess, are you gonna change your shirt?”
“No, I don’t want to,” and you kiss him, too desperate to smile at the silly memory.
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The medication has such nasty side effects: gives him something similar to seizures and a lot of nausea. Even if he swallowed pills to help with that, it took a while to kick in. The back pain was so strong you couldn’t move him afterwards. He remained on the bathroom floor, curled up in ball, resting his head in your lap, drained. You used towels to cover him up and he dozed off, exhausted even if it’s only 9:59am.
You text Frost to ask for a favor:
“Please bring the kids.”
** The girls enter the bathroom and gasp when they see their father. “Daadddy!!!!” they all exclaim, running and dropping on their knees by him, happy like you never seen them before.
“Ssstttt,” you bring your finger to your lips. “Please be quiet, daddy’s not well; he needs to sleep, OK?”
“Ok, mommy,” Emma bends over to peck his cheek and the other siblings do the same.
“Is daddy back from vacation?” Evie excitedly stares at her father, not being able to take her eyes off him.
“Yes, honey, he is,” and they are so excited they get up and run out, fastly returning with blankets and pillows. They stash them around you two, cuddling on the pile of fluffy covers, all eager to touch The Joker. They hold his fingers and he wants to open his eyes but can’t.
His clouded mind has the strength to recall that he hates everyone, except the annoying Godzilla he can’t stand and three little Dolls. No names because it’s a well-guarded secret.
J gently squeezes their fingers in his sleep, growling.
He knows he’s home.
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1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk? more milk
2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day? no
3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books? sheets of paper
4: how do you take your coffee/tea? i don’t drink coffee unless it is this sugary ass coffee from the super market / i drink my tea without anything
5: are you self-conscious of your smile? yes, i’m conscious of everything lol
6: do you keep plants? yip
7: do you name your plants? why would i
8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings? photography idk??
9: do you like singing/humming to yourself? yes
10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach? side
11: what's an inner joke you have with your friends? 1. “du gute Hure” 2. “Stangentanz” 3. “Jesus M.”
12: what's your favorite planet? idk the earth lol
13: what's something that made you smile today? my friends
14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like? it would be fucking messy like really really really messy
15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is! your weight on mercury would be 38% of your weight on earth
16: what's your favorite pasta dish? Spaghetti
17: what color do you really want to dye your hair? Silver
18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up. - i once managed to throw one friend of mine over my shoulders - wrestling style AND I DIDN’T MEAN TO
19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it? I have like a diary of a genius and i write in it once in 231423 years
20: what's your favorite eye color? blue
21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that's been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces. - I have a love/ hate relationship with my blue Leo print bag that i take with me to school since like idk 8th grade
22: are you a morning person? i’m not that moody in the morning
23: what's your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations? obsess over gayness and watch random youtube videos
24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets? i don’t even trust myself
25: what's the weirdest place you've ever broken into? never did that
26: what are the shoes you've had for forever and wear with every single outfit? Dr. Martens 1460 in black but they have like flowers in black on it
27: what's your favorite bubblegum flavor? peppermint
28: sunrise or sunset? sunset
29: what's something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing? my friends aren’t cute, they are Horen
30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared? yes, in 3rd grade bc of a stupid youtube video
31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks. - i don’t like to wear socks
32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends. - it was my 16th birthday and we went outside into my garden, played a stupid song and played with glow sticks
33: what's your fave pastry? idk
34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it? i don’t remember a stuffed animal that i was obsessed with
35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often? i like pretty pens, but i am to stupid to use them soooo
36: which band's sound would fit your mood right now? Queen bc queen fits always
37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean? i would like to keep it clean but it isn’t
38: tell us about your pet peeves! - stupid people
39: what color do you wear the most? black
40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what's it's story? does it have any meaning to you? - golden earrings that my grandparents bought for me, i love them and wear them ever since
41: what's the last book you remember really, really loving? Harry Potter
42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it! don’t have one
43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with? My friends
44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything? i don't know
45: do you trust your instincts a lot? yes
46: tell us the worst pun you can think of. - i can’t think of one
47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe? - Brussels sprouts
48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today? - spiders idk and no it isn’t
49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought? I love to buy CDs, the last one was a Freddie Mercury one
50: what's an odd thing you collect? i don’t think that there is anything odd about keeping post cards and other travel related stuff
51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them? Bohemian Rhapsody
52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far? myself, I’m my favorite meme
53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them? nope
54: who's the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face? one of my friends
55: what's the most dramatic thing you've ever done to prove a point? i honestly don’t remember
56: what are some things you find endearing in people? their smile
57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics? bitch this is my fucking favorite song of all time, i fucking celebrate it
58: who's the wine mom and who's the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why? - idk
59: what's your favorite myth? - idk
60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves? - well i enjoy the poetry in Kill your darlings
61: what's the stupidest gift you've ever given? the stupidest one you've ever received? i once gave toilet paper with asians on it to someone
62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind? don’t drink any
63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be? - they are inside of a shelf
64: what color is the sky where you are right now? black
65: is there anyone you haven't seen in a long time who you'd love to hang out with? many people
66: what would your ideal flower crown look like? idk
67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel? idk
68: what's winter like where you live? cold and idk
69: what are your favorite board games? Mensch ärgere dich nicht
70: have you ever used a ouija board? nope
71: what's your favorite kind of tea? peppermint
72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you'll forget it?kinda
73: what are some of your worst habits? saying stupid stuff that offends people
74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns. - stupid and a hoe
75: tell us about your pets! i have a bunny
76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren't? nope
77: pink or yellow lemonade? idk
78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub? hateclub
79: what's one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you? existing
80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why? pastel pink and i choose it because i liked it
81: describe one of your friend's eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of. - the ocean
82: are/were you good in school? i am very good
83: what's some of your favorite album art? idk
84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones? yes, mostly words and lyrics
85: do you read comics? what are your faves? don’t read them
86: do you like concept albums? which ones? idk
87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives? Harry Potter
88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy? idk
89: are you close to your parents? depends, but yes
90: talk about your one of you favorite cities. i love London, it is just really beautiful
91: where do you plan on traveling this year? Italy
92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch? i don’t like cheese on pasta
93: what's the hairstyle you wear the most? open
94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday? my cousin
95: what are your plans for this weekend? i’m traveling to Italy
96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot? i procrastinate
97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house? INTP, Gemini, Slytherin
98: when's the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it? never went hiking
99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them. bohemian rhapsody
100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why? idk, it’s difficult to answer that
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hella bored once again. jk i just really like quizzes.
1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk? 50/50 2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day? i hate the cold and i hate wind 3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books? tissue hahaha 4: how do you take your coffee/tea? i like mocchacino or a latte 5: are you self-conscious of your smile? yes? 6: do you keep plants? no i’m not good for their health but i would like to 7: do you name your plants? no i just told you i’m a murderer -_- 8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings? i write 9: do you like singing/humming to yourself? yea 10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach? whatever i feel like doing 11: what’s an inner joke you have with your friends? im so white im translucent 12: what’s your favorite planet? the little prince’s planet 13: what’s something that made you smile today? my mom was being funny earlier. i rarely see her like that. 14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like? white, minimalistic but super artistic at the same time. 15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is! no 16: what’s your favorite pasta dish? alfredo/mushroom 17: what color do you really want to dye your hair? i like my white hair rn but i miss my pink hair 18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up. i did twerk on a car that was at a red light in the street juste beside a bar. everybody was looking at me….. i was so drunk i puked just after that lil dance. 19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it? i rarely write in it but i write who i had sex with and who i love and things like that so i’ll be able to stalk them when i’m older 20: what’s your favorite eye color? green 21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that’s been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces. my little black leather backpack. 22: are you a morning person? not at all 23: what’s your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations? netflix and chill 24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets? nop 25: what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into? an “haunted” hospital 26: what are the shoes you’ve had for forever and wear with every single outfit? my high top white vans 27: what’s your favorite bubblegum flavor? mint 28: sunrise or sunset? sunset, but watching the sunrise is always funnier bc i guess im drunk with my friends somewhere cool 29: what’s something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing? i dont know man. i think they are all super cute when they laugh. 30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared? yes, in bali, its too long to explain but i thought i would die or get kidnapped or whatever 31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks. i dont really care. i mostly wear black socks. i would like to have some cooler socks but i cant find them anywhere. i dont know where to buy fuxking socks man. 32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends. im always with friends after 3AM come on 33: what’s your fave pastry? croissant 34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it? dont remember 35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often? 36: which band’s sound would fit your mood right now? i’m into massive attack these days 37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean? i like it clean but im a mess 38: tell us about your pet peeves! my pets are boring af 39: what color do you wear the most? black and grey 40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what’s it’s story? does it have any meaning to you? im slways always always wearing 4 rings. two that i bought when i was leaving for bali, one i bought in cuba i think and one i received as a gift after i had a threesome bc the girl didnt want me to forget her 41: what’s the last book you remember really, really loving? charlotte before christ 42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it! cafellini, my friend owns it 43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with? i cant remember 44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything? dont know. its rare. 45: do you trust your instincts a lot? yasssss 46: tell us the worst pun you can think of. huh 47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe? why the fuck would i ban any food i love food 48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today? being kidnapped. and yes it is. 49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought? not really. the last one was from de band “scyzzors” 50: what’s an odd thing you collect? all my bracelet from differents event i go 51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them? les sentiments humains - pierre lapointe 52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far? …. 53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them? those are some cool classic movies 54: who’s the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face? cath 55: what’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point? i kissed someone to make sure i could still be attract by men 56: what are some things you find endearing in people? big smile, kindness, honesty 57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics? won’T do that 58: who’s the wine mom and who’s the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why? i think we’re all wine moms lol
59: what’s your favorite myth? that people get wild when its full moon
60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves? yea i like contemporary poets 61: what’s the stupidest gift you’ve ever given? the stupidest one you’ve ever received? i gave nothing for my mom'd last birthday bc i was in bali... that was stupid. i received an unmbrella last christmas. i never use fucking umbrellas. 62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind? nop. just water and coffee. 63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be? im fussy about my book, not my music. 64: what color is the sky where you are right now? grey 65: is there anyone you haven’t seen in a long time who you’d love to hang out with? sure 66: what would your ideal flower crown look like? super simple. a crown in delicate wood with some pink and white orchids. 67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel? i'm a little bit scared but i find it beautiful. 68: what’s winter like where you live? fucking cold. too much snow. 69: what are your favorite board games? i would say destiny wheel. but i prefer cards. 70: have you ever used a ouija board? yes 71: what’s your favorite kind of tea? green tea 72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you’ll forget it? yesss 73: what are some of your worst habits? im a mess 74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns. ughhh 75: tell us about your pets! theyre fucking cute but soooo boring. im allergic to them tho so maybe thats why i found them so boring lol. 76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren’t? hmmmm nop 77: pink or yellow lemonade? yellow 78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub? h8club 79: what’s one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you? i dont know man people do cute things all the time you just have to open ur eyes 80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why? yea three walls are white and one is black. it makes the room look bigger. 81: describe one of your friend’s eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of. uasjdbskfd 82: are/were you good in school? yea 83: what’s some of your favorite album art? 84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones? nan i think i have enough for now 85: do you read comics? what are your faves? nop 86: do you like concept albums? which ones? 87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives? hmmmm café de flore 88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy? i dont know 89: are you close to your parents? i dont talk to my father and i have a difficult relationship w my mom 90: talk about your one of you favorite cities. i loooooove montreal, especially in the summer 91: where do you plan on traveling this year? maybe ill return to bali 92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch? i’m drowning in cheese 93: what’s the hairstyle you wear the most? almost my natural hair, they have waves 94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday? me 95: what are your plans for this weekend? i’ll get drunk for sure bc it’s my weekends birthday 96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot? i procrastinate, there are tooooo many 97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house? zodiac 98: when’s the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it? this autumn, and yea it was cool 99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them. i have a lot of those 100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why? 5 years in the past so i would do things differently
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YOU ALWAYS DO THIS
1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk? MORE CEREAL THAN MILK OBVIOUSLY I’M NOT SATAN
2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day? No bc my cheeks are cold as hell and I need warmth
3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books? I fold the corners or put little mailings/postcards in them, whatever I have laying around!
4: how do you take your coffee/tea? Tea, nothing; coffee, milk only!
5: are you self-conscious of your smile? Yes :( There’s a gap in my teeth and I hate it. I wish my teeth were perfect.
6: do you keep plants? Nope.
7: do you name your plants? Can’t name the plants you don’t keep, my dude
8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings? Uhhhh...no?
9: do you like singing/humming to yourself? YES all the time.
10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach? Side!
11: what's an inner joke you have with your friends?
12: what's your favorite planet? Pluto bc it is still a planet okay
13: what's something that made you smile today? My boyfriend’s Snapchats
14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like? Messy af
15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is! “In space, the skin on your feet peels off.” EW SPACE WTF
16: what's your favorite pasta dish? MMMMMM any pasta tbh I’m Italian I will eat anything
17: what color do you really want to dye your hair? I love my hair color the way it is now!
18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up. My ex never let me forget the time I was passed out on his couch, and I woke up intermittently before falling back asleep. He was watching Rush Hour. I asked him, (HALF ASLEEP MIND YOU), Oh, is this the movie with Chris Rock and Bruce Lee? (I’m awful).
19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it? I write my thoughts and crazy paranoia in there boyyyyyeeeee
20: what's your favorite eye color? BROWN
21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that's been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces. Uhhhhh it’s a longchamp bc I’m a white girl
22: are you a morning person? Not really
23: what's your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations? SLEEP!
24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets? Not sure
25: what's the weirdest place you've ever broken into? I’ve never broken into anything omg
26: what are the shoes you've had for forever and wear with every single outfit? My Uggs, because I’m a white girl
27: what's your favorite bubblegum flavor? Mint
28: sunrise or sunset? Sunset
29: what's something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing? My BFF giggles sometimes when she talks and idk it’s cute
30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared? Fuck yes, have you ever seen a spider? In your shower? Without your glasses on?
31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks. I LOVE SOCKS! When I get socks for Christmas I get so excited. I can fall asleep with socks on, but at some point in the night, they’re coming off my feet lol.
32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends. I ate pizza while I was drunk #wowimsocool
33: what's your fave pastry? Cinnamon buns, does that count?
34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it? Winnie the Motherfuckin Pooh. No :( He fell in the mud and I had to throw him out bc the washer couldn’t fix him
35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often? Fuck yeah I do!
36: which band's sound would fit your mood right now? Noooo clue tbh
37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean? Clean, but it’s always a mess
38: tell us about your pet peeves! I hate when the President sniffs into the microphone while he’s delivering some sort of address, blow ur nose next time or stop doing coke
39: what color do you wear the most? Black lol
40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what's it's story? does it have any meaning to you? Nose ring, no special meaning I just really like it
41: what's the last book you remember really, really loving? An Abundance of Katherines bc I fucking love the shit out of John Green
42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it! Not really tbh
43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with? Probably my bf
44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything? The other night, at the beach! So pretty :)
45: do you trust your instincts a lot? Yes
46: tell us the worst pun you can think of. I couldn’t think of any, next question
47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe? Aerosol cheese
48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today? Bugs, yes, ew
49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought? Don’t remember!! I bought the first Glee soundtrack when it came out LOL
50: what's an odd thing you collect? Socks?
51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them? I associate “All Night” by Chance the Rapper w my bf
52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far? Salt bae for sure
53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them? Beetlejuice was the only one, I watched a little of Pulp Fiction - they were both ok
54: who's the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face? My friend :( she’s ok now but I saw her the other night and she was upset
55: what's the most dramatic thing you've ever done to prove a point? Not sure
56: what are some things you find endearing in people? Laughter and the way people get excited over things
57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics? It made me feel like I’ve been having too much sugar tonight tbh
58: who's the wine mom and who's the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why? I’M THE WINE MOM!!!! I am the wine QUEEN ok that’s all I ever drink. My bff is the vodka aunt, but she lives miles apart from me so we rarely drink together nowadays
59: what's your favorite myth? Dude? I don’t have one
60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves? The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, T.S. Eliot.
61: what's the stupidest gift you've ever given? the stupidest one you've ever received? I got a really ugly hat once, and I gave a really ugly hat once, at the same Christmas exchange party
62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind? Nope
63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be? Hell no I’m a living mess
64: what color is the sky where you are right now? Black
65: is there anyone you haven't seen in a long time who you'd love to hang out with? Yes, my bff
66: what would your ideal flower crown look like? Mad lilies! They’re my fav flower
67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel? Depressed and tired tbh
68: what's winter like where you live? Cold but not too cold bc you know global warming
69: what are your favorite board games? Scrabble!!
70: have you ever used a ouija board? Yes lol
71: what's your favorite kind of tea? ANY KIND! Right now I’m really feeling ginger turmeric from Trader Joe’s, though, soooo good
72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you'll forget it? YES.
73: what are some of your worst habits? Uhhh not going to bed early enough lol
74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns. This person is a HUGE JARLEY FAN and super adorbs!!! Hates Mon-El and LOVES TO RANT ABOUT IT AND I LOVE THIS PERSON REGARDLESS
75: tell us about your pets! So I have a dog, he’s almost 12 years old which is really depressing bc he’s probably going to pass on soon :( I’m obsessed with him and love him so much!!
76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren't? Yeah, taking my bra off why am I still wearing it
77: pink or yellow lemonade? PINK, always
78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub? Hate club, get them the fuck away from me
79: what's one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you? One of my old boyfriends learned how to knit for me which I thought was very sweet
80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why? Aqua! Because I like it?
81: describe one of your friend's eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of. “Comets.”
82: are/were you good in school? Not really
83: what's some of your favorite album art? Ohhhh I know this, I love Californication’s album art so much
84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones? I have seven!!
85: do you read comics? what are your faves? No
86: do you like concept albums? which ones? Wat
87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives? The Lion King, BITCH
88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy? Not really
89: are you close to your parents? Yes
90: talk about your one of you favorite cities. NEW YORRRRRK. Concrete jungle where dreams are destroyed you’ll never get anywhere go back to long island
91: where do you plan on traveling this year? Somewhere over the summer, not sure where yet tho
92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch? In the middle
93: what's the hairstyle you wear the most? Top knots bc I’m lazy
94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday? The Weeknd LOL
95: what are your plans for this weekend? Date night, then I’m not sure!
96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot? Ohhh I procrastinate so much
97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house? Not sure about the Myer-Briggs type, but I’m a scorpio + Ravenclaw
98: when's the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it? Yes! I think in November. It was chilly, but a lot of fun
99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them.
One Headlight - The Wallflowers (listening now)
Home - Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes
Love Drought - Beyonce
Under the Bridge - RHCP
Strip My Mind - RHCP
Literally anything by RHCP
Do You Realize?? - The Flaming Lips (I cry literally every time I listen to it)
100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why? Neither, because I am choosing to live in the MOMENT :)
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Tokyo is the bustling capital. Osaka is the wild port city. Kyoto is the former capital and now historic heart of Japan. Hiroshima, though, is the city that has captured my interest and heart.
Hiroshima from Hiroshima Castle.
Sure, Tokyo is one of the most famous and biggest cities in the world. It’s glitzy, trendy, and crowded. The last quality mentioned is what keeps it off the top of my list. I like going into the city for the day or night, but after negotiating the busy streets of Shibuya, Shinjuku, Asakusa, Iidabashi and other popular neighborhoods, I am ready to get back to my small commuter town on the outskirts of the city. Don’t even get me started on the trains. While they are not too bad during the day, around rush hour and for quite a few hours after, they can be quite unpleasant. Crowds just aren’t my thing.
Cherry blossoms in Tokyo. Massive crowds every year.
Osaka is a fun city. Much less crowded than Tokyo. I’ve only spent a few days there, but I enjoyed the city. The natives of Kansai have a bit of reputation for being, well, a bit wild. Of course, I hear this from people who have lived in Kansai most or all of their lives, so I think their bias is showing. There is a long-standing rivalry between the Kanto and Kansai regions. I’m not going to delve into that quagmire here. There has already been plenty written on the topic by people who are much more knowledgeable than I. Besides, that is not the point of this submission. All I will say is that I spent three fun days in Osaka and found the people to be very helpful and friendly. Every time I got off a train and even looked at a map I had an Osakan run up to me and offer to help me and even give me suggestions on what to see and where to go. I have never had that happen in Tokyo. Hell, I have had people practically run away from me when I asked for directions in Tokyo. Even though I enjoyed myself in Osaka, I haven’t felt the desire to go back.
Dotonbori area in Osaka.
Kyoto is definitely a place I need to revisit. I only had one day to spend in Kyoto and that is not nearly enough time to see everything there. I was able to hit most of the big spots, but I enjoy exploring the less crowded and out of the way places in cities just as much as the highlights. A city with as much history as Kyoto has stories to tell in every back alley and sidestreet.
Kinkaku-ji, one of the most popular buildings in Japan.
Hiroshima Memorial Peace Park from the Motoyasu River.
Hiroshima, for better or worse, is probably known to most as the site of the dawn of the nuclear age. While the A-bomb dome and Peace Memorial Park and Museum dominate most tourists to do lists, there is much more to Hiroshima than that dark time in human history. Obviously, if you do go to Hiroshima, you must see the park and go to the museum. I am convinced that anyone who visits the museum and sees the end results of atomic weapons will be in favor of destroying these weapons once and for all. The first time I went to the museum, it was possibly the quietest place I have ever been. The rooms were quite dark and visitors were surrounded by everyday items that survived the blast. Melted bottles, burned clothing, bubbled roof tiles, and a misshapen tricycle made for a somber atmosphere. The thought that a kid may have been on that tricycle when the bomb exploded and melted everything made of flesh within the blast radius cast a gloomy pall upon my mood. There was absolutely no conversation or a smile to be seen in the museum. Considering the subject matter, I think the curators got it just right.
The iconic A-bomb Dome.
However, I returned to the museum this summer and it had completely changed. The museum had undergone a complete renovation. Gone were the dark rooms and in their place were interactive computer screens, bright lights, and monitors showing old movie footage. I have to admit that there was a great deal more information on hand and I learned a lot of details that led up to the decision to drop the bomb. But the intimacy and somber atmosphere were completely gone. Kids were running around the place, tourists were making inane comments about travel saving the world and other nonsense that made it feel more like I was in an amusement park. While I still recommend going to the museum, I think the intent of being a voice for deterrence has been lost.
A-bomb Dome as seen through the Memorial Cenotaph.
Yes, the A-bomb dome and Memorial Peace Park are the dominant features of Hiroshima, but there is more to the city than that horrendous singular event. Hiroshima, along with the rest of Japan, has a long history. Not far from the Memorial Park is Hiroshima Castle. It is a small, but very nicely restored castle. It was built in the late 1500’s, destroyed by the atomic bomb, and rebuilt in 1958. It now serves as a museum to life in the Hiroshima area before the war. I am a huge fan of Asian castles. I just love the architecture and history behind them. The castle and grounds surrounding the castle are definitely worth a look. There is more history to experience just a short trip from Hiroshima. You can take a train and a ferry to Miyajima, home of the World Heritage Site Itsukushima Shrine.
姫路城
The famous “floating” torii of 徳島神社.
Itsukushima is probably best known for its floating torii. The gate, which you can walk right up to during low tide, shines in bright orange and is reflected in Hiroshima Bay at high tide. The entire shrine is built above the water but in the two times I have been there it was low tide so I have not seen the shrine “float.” The shrine is ancient. The first buildings were built in the 6th century. Of course, the original buildings are no longer standing, but to think that there has been a continuous presence at one site for 15 centuries kind of blows my mind. Maybe it is the American in me. There are very few sites that are more than a few hundred years old in my country. But in Japan, one can see something ancient in every city and town. The current design of the shrine goes back to the 12th century when the warlord Taira no Kiyomori provided funds to build the shrine. Kiyomori dedicated the shrine to the worship of goddesses he felt he owed thanks to for his successes in life. He must have been quite successful.
There is more to Miyajima than Itsukushima though. Mt Misen is considered one of the three views of Japan.
Hiroshima Bay from Mt Misen.
There are two ways to get to Mt Misen. One, you can hike all the way to the top. If you have the time and really like hiking, this may be the option for you. Two, and the option I chose both times is to take the ropeway and then take a 30-minute hike to the top of Mt Misen. I’m not averse to hiking per se, see my Mt Fuji and Fushimi Inari posts for proof, but both times I have been to Miyajima, I was fighting the clock. There are only so many hours in the day, ya know. The climb is worth for the stunning view of Hiroshima Bay and the Pacific Ocean in the distance. The bay is dotted with small islands and the oyster farms that supply Hiroshima with the delicious mollusks.
Watch out for snakes.
Speaking of oysters, the island is replete with shops serving oysters in a variety of ways. My personal favorite is a fried bread roll with two oysters in curry sauce stuffed inside. It’s probably the least healthy way to eat an oyster, but damn, it is soooo (yes, 3 extra o’s) good. I must confess though, I am not the best person to ask when it comes to food. When I travel, I tend to just kind of forget about eating until it is completely necessary. I’m not a foodie, hate that word by the way. Nor do I make it a point to try every bit of food that just happens to be in a certain country or city. So there may be better food out there, just don’t ask me for advice. All of my coworkers tell me I must try this or eat that when I go to X. Maybe it is a Japan thing. Upon hearing I was traveling to Hiroshima, I had a plethora of coworkers tell me that I must, MUST, eat okonomiyaki while in Hiroshima. I generally don’t cave to pressure, but I kind of felt like that if I didn’t try the Hiroshima okonomiyaki, I may lose my job.
Veni, vidi, voravi.
So, there it is. The famous okonomiyaki. I had the oyster with squid chips. Even though I had to wait about an hour, it was definitely worth the wait. I recommend you try out Nagata-ya. It is conveniently located right next to the Memorial Park. I’m not getting any money for this plug by the way.
If history and food aren’t your things, why are you in Japan? But really, if you don’t care about castles, shrines or food, then I highly recommend you check out Mazda Zoom Zoom Stadium to watch the local 9 play. The Hiroshima Carp are not just another diversion, they are more like a religion and Mazda Stadium is the temple.
The view from the visitors cheering section.
In the megacities of Tokyo and Osaka, there is an infinite number of ways to spend your entertainment Yen. Baseball fans in these cities also have a choice in which side they will pledge their allegiance. Tokyo has the Giants and Swallows. Osaka has the Buffaloes and Tigers. Hiroshima has the Carp and the Carp alone. On game days, the stadium is a veritable sea of red. There must be a city ordinance or unwritten rule that states fans must wear a jersey to the game or at the very least a red T-shirt. The fans pack the stadium all summer. In fact, it can be difficult to get a seat. Book ahead if you want to sit with the Carp fans. Failing that, you can sit with the visiting team fans in their section. The seats are fine, but you can’t wear Carp colors for obvious reasons, and it is just more fun to sit with the home fans.
Lucky to get a seat along 3rd base.
The gameday experience officially begins at Hiroshima station. Tables and booths pop up seemingly from out of nowhere. The variety of goods on offer is astounding. Hats, jerseys, scarves, fans and other items too numerous to list here. The one thing they all have in common is that they are red and emblazoned with the Carp logo. While some booths specialize in fan merchandise, the remaining specialize in food and beer. You could eat a five-course meal and get completely sloshed during the 1.5 km walk to the park. Even if you are not a fan of baseball, I guarantee you will have a great time at a Carp game. Japanese baseball is much more than just the game. The fans are completely engaged and are probably more exhausted than some of the players by the end of the game. If you get the chance, you really need to check out a game in Hiroshima.
There is much more to see in Hiroshima and I’m already planning next trip. If you do make it to Japan, you owe it to yourself to check out this picturesque city of just over 1 million. After the crush of Tokyo or Osaka, you will come to appreciate this more laid-back but fun city.
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Some shots of Daisho-in. There is said to be a flame that has been burning at this temple for more than 1200 years. The small statues are the disciples of Shaka Nyorai (The Buddha). Each of the 500 statues has a unique expression.
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広島 – My favorite city in Japan. Tokyo is the bustling capital. Osaka is the wild port city. Kyoto is the former capital and now historic heart of Japan.
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