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melyaliz · 4 years

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Chapter 2 Enter the SandMan

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Fandom: Marvel / X-men

Pairing: Peter Maximoff x OC

Summary: No matter when she goes to bed Gemma always feels exhausted when she wakes up.

Notes: special thank you to all the support I have gotten so far on this fic. Gemma has been an OC I have had for some time now but always seem to struggle to tell her story (for some reason)

Also, I feel like not a lot of happening but I promise it will pick up.

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They had been dealing with these mutants for over a year now. Not consistently but every once in a while they would pop back up. Only stealing weird stuff from power cells. Once they had stolen a whole truck full of household batteries (like AA and stuff). Another time they had broken into a string of car dealerships but only took the engines

Regardless they would strike and then disappear just as quickly.

Xavier had said that it was possible they had been causing crimes for longer but the X-men had only come upon them recently.

Because of their mutant powers he had been worried they would ruin all the hard work he was doing to build a better world where Mutants and Humans could co-exist. They weren’t shy about using their powers both in a fight and when they were busy taking whatever they wanted.

Peter had never really thought much about it.

They were just more baddies they needed to fight.

Until he met one of them on the bus.

Gemma

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Gemma yawned again rubbing her eyes as she turned on her boombox letting the music pulse through the room. James Hetfield’s gravelly voice filled her small bedroom as she changed from her work clothes into something more comfortable for bed.

It was soothing, the energy pulsing from her speakers. Not that many people would call the tunes of Metallic soothing but she wasn't many people. Sitting down in front of the boombox she hummed along letting the manic sounds flow through her like sparks from a current. As weird as it was to say the fast-paced rhythm was calming she couldn’t explain it any other way.

Getting up she threw herself down onto her bed letting out a low moan as she buried her head in her pillow. Closing her eyes letting sleep overcome her. Praying it would be a peaceful night. That her body would just rest. Just let her have one good night’s sleep.

Was that too much to ask for?

Apparently

Her dreams were filled with weird lights flashing behind her eyelids. Yelling and screaming. Flickers of energy flashing like lighting across her face as monsters with human faces she didn’t recognize danced around her. Their deformed bodies flickering back and forth as if the lighting itself was summoning them.

And a silver-haired boy.

Running around her faster and faster. Her headphones on his head.

“Wake up, wake up, wake up.”

Gemma found herself laying flat on her back on the hard floor of her bedroom, her body unable to move as she looked up at her ceiling blinking a few times. Reality slowly seeped into her consciousness images from her dreams fading.

All but one, a silver-haired boy.

Well man really, but you know.

“Maybe I need to stop playing music before I go to bed” she muttered sitting up rubbing temples trying to bring some feeling back into her body. It felt so numb and exhausting. As if she had just run for miles. Getting up she turned off the buzzing alarm on her clock before dragging herself into the bathroom to try and get herself ready for the day.

“Morning!” Drew said as his older sister stumbled down into the kitchen looking like death itself. He would never say it to his sister but later she really didn’t seem… herself. “I made coffee,” the 12-year-old said, holding out a mug.

Gemma smiled gratefully taking it in her hands letting the warmth fill her body before taking a sip. “Ok but why are you the coolest brother ever?”

Drew shrugged “It’s my gift.”

“Oh, if only I could be as cool.”

“Maybe someday my young padawan”

“Teach me your ways yoda” Gamma chuckled already feeling the effects of the caffeine bringing her back to life.

“Speaking of the best movie that has ever been made, are we still on for marathoning tomorrow?”

“Don’t you have like, cool friends you want to hang out with?”

“Yeah but my sister said she would make her sugar popcorn and I got a bunch of star wars themed snacks with that money you gave me.” As he said this he pulled out a box of C-3PO's cereal out of the cabinet. “I mean look at this,”

“I mean, I know I want to hang out with you and quote Star Wars ad nauseam until our sweet dear parents make us turn it off or at least speak with inside voices but I assumed you had like… you know kids your own age you wanted to hang with.”

“It’s the summer we hung out all week. Weekends are our time.”

“Sounds perfect to me. I literally can’t wait.”

After a hearty breakfast of sugary themed cereal and coffee Gemma grabbed her bag and rushed off to the bus stop while Led Zeppelin cheered her on through her new headphones.

Normally Gemma wasn’t one to really pay attention to the other patients on the bus. Keeping her head down and enjoying whatever mixed tape she had made that week. But as she walked onto the bus that morning she couldn’t help but notice a silver-haired boy sitting at the back.

Was he stalking her?

Naw probably just had the same route.

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Peter was stalking her. All night he had rushed around unnoticed by the small family that resided in the house Gemma had entered.They were your classic American family. Two kids, a boy and a girl (if not a bit of an age gap) with loving parents. They said grace and talked about their days over a roast.

Picture perfect.

Besides the constant yawning, Gemma seemed happy. Smiling and engaging with them. Very polite and even seemed to care about the work story her father had to say or what drama Karen was causing in her mom’s sewing circle.

Shit that Peter would have bashed his head in if he had to listen too.

Shit, a villain like the woman he had fought wouldn’t sit through. Or at least with a genuine smile like the one Gemma wore. It was like she actually enjoyed family time.

After dinner, they all watched some TV but Gemma had chosen to rest early. Going to her room where she blasted some music from her stereo turning around letting her hands hover just a few inches from the speaker. This was the first time he noticed any non-normal action from her. Just her standing there, eyes closed, head tilted back, mouth open slightly letting the music wash over her with her hands so close to the sound it was as if they craved it.

After a few moments she removed her hands then walked toward her bed face-planting on the bed and promptly fell asleep.

Which was his cue to leave. Yes, he was stalking her but he wasn’t a creeper. Time to find out who this weird girl was.

A quick break-in and a couple photo books later and he learned she was a VERY average girl. Normal grades, all comments in her yearbook generic like “good luck” “rock on” with a few quotes from songs, all heavy rock and metal. (At least she had a good taste in music)

There was one thing though, it looked like in her early years she had dark brown hair and eyes which slowly through her teens faded into the white hair and bright blue that she had now. Probably had something to do with her mutation.

This also confirmed she was one of the four mutants.

Which was almost impossible to believe considering how generic and bland this girl’s life seemed.

It was a puzzle.

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Their eyes met in that awkward “so should we act like we know each other or not’ look. In the light of day and (in the loosest term possible) rest, the silver-haired boy wasn’t bad looking. Large brown eyes and that laid back “whatever” attitude that Gemma had always fallen for in high school.

But she wasn’t in high school anymore and he was just some weird guy on the bus.

Deciding to not engage she flashed him a half-smile before taking a seat in the middle of the bus. Ok, maybe she shouldn’t have smiled. But it was that christen upbringing engaged in her.

Be kind to others.

Or some bullshit like that.

“You forgot your headphones yesterday.”

Gemma basically jumped out of her skin when the boy appeared out of nowhere now sitting next to her in the empty seat. Holding out small headphones in one hand for her to take.

“I…” she checked behind her to confirm that the seat he had been in was empty, it was. “I didn’t forget them,” she said, turning her attention back to him. He smelled good, was that bad for her to think? But he did so maybe it was just more of a fact. Kind of like fun. He smelled like fun. Which shouldn’t have a smell… but if it did it would be how this boy smelled.

He was still sitting there holding out the headphones for her, a look of confusion on his face.

“I gave them to you.” she clarified, “So you could listen to some better music than Pink Floyd.”

“Outch, what do you have against Floyd?”

She chuckled, shrugging, “Honestly I don’t, I just felt like razzing you.”

The boy shrugged fighting back a smile, (was it ok to like this girl if she was a bad guy?) “Fair.”

Both of them sat in an awkward silence for a while.

“Well this is my stop” the boy said as the bus slowed.

“Cool, bye”

And like that he was gone.

Weirdo.

Cute, but still a weirdo.

Not that she was really one to talk. She was VERY far from being normal.

Turing up her music she leaned back in her chair letting it play as she held the cassette player in her lap trying to make sure she didn’t touch it with her hands. Sometimes her powers would drain electronics when she wasn’t paying attention, especially when she was tired.

Tired.

Why was she always so tired?

Music playing through her head and thoughts of a silver-haired boy played around in her mind as the world rushed past her.

And that was the last thing she remembered.

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laughing-with-god · 5 years

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Exo as Yandere (based on Venus and Mars signs)

(I personally think that astrology reveals a lot about a person and I think it’s interesting to look into an idols’ chart to predict how they could be. As a writer, I tend to keep a person’s chart in mind when creating their character but in no way am I saying that they are like this. We don’t know Exo’s precise birth-times and this is a fictional scenario. Please no bitching in my inbox. Please enjoy and share your thoughts~)

Kim Minseok

{Venus in Aquarius}

He was probably a friend to you in the beginning but somehow worked his way into much, much more.

Aquarius has a reputation for being aloof or detached but they’re very good at analyzing and manipulating. His yandere is almost never detected bc he’s so good at hiding it.

Venus is what we are attracted to. So with his Venus in Aquarius we know he tends to like people who are unconvententional or unique for some reason.

Your race, your hair, your style ect… chances are it’s very different from the societal norm he’s used to.

Probably has a thing for foriengers

Big Age gaps too, doesn’t mind if you’re a baby to him or a milf but he will almost always end up with one or the other.

At first he wouldn’t realize that he was obsessed with you.

He would just tell himself that you’re a very interesting person and it’s normal for him to want to know more about you.

But eventually he’ll come to terms with it when he finds himself stalking and or emotionally manipulating you.

I think hes very big on stalking tbh. the reason why I think this is because his moon is in pisces and they tend to grow overly-attached to people. Mix that with his venus and mars in aquarius and you get someone who has an intense need to be near you and ALSO has the stealth and smarts to follow you around whilst being undetected.

The Lightbulb would go off when he’s crouched behind a bush to watch you or something and he’ll be like “......damn, I’m in too deep.”

Knows that stalking can be very inconvenient and risky so eventually it’ll bleed into him bugging your phone, car, watch ect.

Just to keep tabs on your locations. he’s become accoustemed to your usual spots so if he sees you at an unfamiliar address then he’ll physically track you down.

Really good at tugging on your heart-strings. His moon in Pisces tells me that he knows how to play with emotions and his aquarius side uses that to his advantage.

but he’s very subtle and you could never call it out if you wanted to bc he’s just so good.

“Well, it’s just after all I’ve done for you I thought maybe....”

“I just want what’s best for you. Would you rather have someone who has the worst intentions?”

“God knows what would’ve happen to you if I wasn’t there for you.”

{Mars in Aquarius}

I’m not saying freaky sex but, uh.....freaky sex

it’s hard to nail down the kinks of a mars in aquarius bc they could be into ANYTHING.

All we know is that they are attracted to the taboo and unconventenal so the kinks are almost always weird and unsuspecting.

Boy could be into feet for all we know.....

Anyways, as for the yandere side of him....Minseok doesn’t get mad bc he knows that tantrums are unproductive and can raise red flags

He gets clever.

he knows that the minute you pick up on his obsession with you, it’s over. therefore he always has Plans A through Z prepared

Most mars in aquarius don’t get jealous but I think Minseok is an eception given he has some pisces in him.

he feels so deeply for you.

Yes, I think he can and will kill those that get too close to his beloved.

But he would never be to obvious about it.

A friend starts flirting with you and crosses some boundaries? No worries, Minseok is patient enough to wait for the perfect time to strike.

could be next week, month or year but he’s ready all the same

he’s a fan of making it look as if his victims died in freak accidents

Like a guy will be fixing a car and minseok will just walk over and release the thing that keeps the car up so the guy gets crushed.

Or accidently tampering with some brakes...

Or stealing someone’s carbon monoxide detector so poisonous gas can slowly seep into their home.....

Maybe switching up some medications to cause some accidental overdoses

Creative deaths that he enjoys planning and can almost never be traced back to anyone bc they don’t even look like murders.

Punishments?

Minseok doesn’t like getting his hands dirty much less putting them on you.

But he does enjoy playing mind games.

he likes making you dependent on him so whenever you act up, he’ll just remove his support system so you can see exactly how much you need him.

You’ll never even suspect his yandere, and that’s just how he wants it.

Kim Junmyeon

{Venus in Cancer}

Junmyeon has the ‘boy next door’ vibe and he wants nothing more than to find the ‘girl next door’

Whenever he sees a girl/boy that looks just perfect to bring home to his family, he simply melts and falls in love

Attracted to slightly younger or same age partners.

Likes smooth and lighter skin, BOOB man, long dark hair, shorter than him, curvier bodies.

All the things listed above make him drool

Also he’s someone who prefers traditional Korean partners (sorry but some people have a preference for partners with the same cultural background)

Cancer is the sign of motherhood and that’s exactly what he’s looking for- the future mother of his kids.

So his yandere side probably developed when your relationship steadily grew serious.

the more time he spends with you, the more he gets delusional about how your life will be with him.

You catch him calling himself your husband like three months into dating him.

because in his mind you guys are already like an old married couple.

Probably went ahead and introduced himself to your parents before you even got the chance to. You wouldn’t notice until your mom mentions how sweet Junmyeon was when he took her out last week and you’re like “....what the fuck? I hadn’t even brought him home yet.”

Junmyeon is a textbook over-thinker and the epitome of an A type personality.

He has everything planned out about your future.

the wedding venue, the house you guys will settle in, how many kids you’ll have. He has it all down to a tee

Very Overprotective of you.

has an obsession with being your white knight so he’s always jumping at every chance to protect or save you.

Even if these so-called ‘threats’ aren’t really threats....

He’s too gentlemanly to get violent with someone.

But he is very good at being passive-aggressive and pulling people aside to have friendly ‘chats’

And if those ‘chats’ don’t work then he’ll just have to pay someone to get his message across.

has a burner phone for his hired hitmen

very into gender roled. idk how to explain it but he wants to be the ‘man’ and get all the doors for you, pay for everything, take the initiave during sex or affection. He’s not sexist so much as he enjoys old style romance.

You would have to be a fool to not pick up on his overzealousness of you. So on a small scale you are aware that there is a yandere side to him, but he’s so kind that you just rationalize it as him being clingy and over-romantic

{Mars in Cancer}

Overall, Junmyeon is vanilla in bed but very sensual.

the type to hold your hand and whisper praises in your ear while it’s going down.

mars in cancer leads me to suspect one weird kink; impregnation. he’s just really into the idea of you having his kids. I don’t know if he’s even aware of it but he does get turned on by the idea of breeding and he’ll catch himself feeling a certain way when you guys don’t use a condom.

He’s also attracted to the supple parts of a woman. Like the boobs, softer tummy and the fleshy thighs/butt

wouldn’t mind a slightly chubby s/o for these reasons.

junmyeon doesn’t really get angry unless your safety or future with him is tampered with.

Like while other yanderes would flip out at other people looking at their beloved, Junmyeon doesn’t care bc ofc he’s aware that you’re very attractive and he can’t control all the wandering stares.

However if someone were to tell you that they don’t think you and Junmyeon were a good fit and perhaps you should look elsewhere...

heads will roll...

How dare someone try to jeoprodize all he had planned by getting into your head?! Don't they know that you and Suho are the perfect couple?

Addicted to spoiling you bc his mars in cancer makes it so that he enjoys providing for his loved ones

He’s very big on couple outfits bc it’s another way of rubbing everyones’ face in how happy you two are.

Doesn’t punish you bc he worships you and it’ll ruin the image of marital bliss if he put his hands on you

Instead he convinces himself that it’s someone else who got into your head and is making you act up

“Darling, I know that someone filled your pretty head with useless garbage. Why don’t you just tell me who it is and I can have a talk with them.”

He likes having your friends over for dinner and stuff bc he loves the idea of you and him being the ‘mom and dad’ of the group.

ALWAYS offering relationship advice to his single friends like, “Well when stuff like that happens what me and Y/n do is....”

His moon is in gemini and I think he is totally capable of living two different lives. if he plays his card right, you’ll never find out about how sinister your ‘perfect’ hubby actually is

In general, he is a soft and clingy yandere who you would think is harmless. But those shady contacts in his burner phone tell a different story.

Yixing

{Venus in Virgo}

Lay adores innocence in a partner.

Virgo is the ‘virgin’ so he’s attracted to the image of purity because of this.

turn ons: younger partners, shorter and petite statures, big watery eyes, feminine clothing and manners, high pitched voices

He is also slightly obsessed with the idea of living in a fairy tale romance with you.

Most likely fell in love with you at first sight

Not the type to slowly develop a friendship with you into a relationship.

No, he makes his intentions known right off the bat.

he will be with you.

Virgo is very analytical and he’s constantly planning ahead and reading way too much into your words/actions.

Sweeps you off your feet everytime he takes you out. even if he’s just taking you out to dinner he’ll bring along a thoughtful gift to ensure you never forget how serious he is about you.

probably has a secret notebook that he has to take notes about you.

“she mentioned that her laptop has been acting slow lately. I should write down to get her a new one.”

“her face cringed when I mentioned cats. I should document that for later until I know exactly what that means.”

Yixing is like a rentlesless student whose dedicated to studying you.

he probably has a stash for momentos of you.

has pictures saved from your old social media accounts from like years before he even knew you.

he’s not a violent or obvious yandere bc his virgo side has already calculated the risks if he ever slipped up and he’d go crazy if he lost you.

Therefore he’s gotten really good at hiding how infatuated he truly is with you.

Doesn’t mean that there aren’t little slip ups

Sometimes you’ll be telling him something and he’ll say something that he shouldn’t know.

You: “So when I was studying at-” “(Blank) university, right?” “Yeah....wait how did you know that?”

When that happens he always just tries to play it off as if you already told him that information but you never recall these conversations.

But he always changes the topic before you could prod any further.

{Mars in Libra}

In the bed he’ll be whatever you want him to be.

You’re a dom? He’ll be your sub. you’re a sub? he’ll be your dom.

Your kinks are his now too.

Libras are people pleasers and your sex life is basically just him worshiping and serving you.

he also never looses his temper with you, or anyone for that matter.

Libras are clever and charming and not known for being very emotional, so he has all of his yandere in control.

He rather work the people around you and plant a seed in your head if you ever suspect anything.

“Y/n, if I truly was crazy then how come all your family and friends love me?”

“baby, it’s all in your head. Do I really look like the type of guy to do all those things that you’re accusing me of?”

“Fine leave me. But just know taht you’ll never find someone as good as me. and your friends agree witht that too.”

He won’t kill other people but he will blackmail.

He’s very good at getting information so if someone is getting a little too close to you he’ll just dig up some dirt and confront them with it.

If that doesn’t dork he’ll just try to change your prespective of said person by casually bringing up how ‘foul’ they are.

Doesn’t punish you bc he’s not your father. As obsessed as he is with you, he still considers you both equals in the relationship.

Soft yandere for you.

Having placements in libra and virgo make it so that he’ll do anything to make you happy.

Just say the word and he’s on it.

Some yanderes try to force their signifact other into being the ‘perfect lover’ but Yixing is different.

He’ll change the very foundation of who he is just to make you happy.

Byun Baekhyun

{Venus in Taurus}

Enjoys older partners, prefers sexy over cute bc he’s attracted to mature people

Lives for curves.

Like Suho, he also enjoys the more supple parts of the female body. Boobs, softer tummy, fleshy thighs and bigger butts.

very sensual bc Taurus is about feeling physical pleasures so he’s constantly holding you or touching you ins ome way, shape or form.

Weird but since Taurus needs to feel to truly get close to someone, the more skinship he has with you the more yandere he becomes.

very possessive bc Taurus tends to view loved ones in terms of personal posessions.

You belong to him and he will have the biggest hissy fit if someone else is touching you

Your dates are more homely bc Baekhyun is a homebody and he wants to enjoy you in a place free of distractions.

Also in-home dates mean more cuddling for him.

I cannot stress enough how important physical affection is to him.

He needs it to live.

Clingiest yandere.

Because he’s so possessive I def see him trying to control what you wear and who you talkt to

But he’s very sly about it and tries to put in a perspective that makes him look like a thoughtful boyfriend.

“Don’t take this the wrong way but theres tons of cat callers in the city and I don’t want anyone making you uncomfortable. Would you mind putting a sweater over that?”

“It’s just that friends are supposed to be supportive and if they’re not being supportive of your relationship...then maybe they’re not good friends?”

He’s not that delusional about you until you’re taken away from him.

Like let’s say you take a trip (without him) early in the relationship

During the days you’re gone he’ll go I n s a n e

When he’s not blowing up your phone, he’s crying like crazy and working himself into paranoia frenzies about what could be happening to you.

When you finally get back into his arms, he’s not leaving your side for days

Touch starved for you 24/7

He gets really grumpy when he’s not near you, so people think he’s a jerk if they meet him when he’s experiencing withdrawls.

But if your by his side then he’s the sweetest angel ever.

He’ s not good at manipulating so he doesn’t even bother trying. he’ll be very straight up about all his yandere behavior bc he honestly sees nothing worng with it.

Like how the hell could he love you too much? To him that sounds like bullshit.

{Mars in Aries}

very rough and fast in bed.

Sex with him is either all night long or 15 minutes. There is no in-between. (His Taurus makes it so he loves long drawn out sex with lots of touching and praise, but his aries makes it so that he often gets horny and needs to get it out really soon. thus, you also get quickies.)

mars in aries is a very interesting placement. Mars is the planet of war and aries is a warrior sign. Which means Baekhyun is one of the more brutal yanderes.

I dare say Baekhyun enjoys pain during sex. probably both giving and receiving.

His anger issues are really bad.

likes getting his hands dirty when getting rid of people.

His trademark is beating his victims for hours on endbefore finally killing them.

Their bodies are always very hard to identify bc they’re always beaten so bad to a point of being unreconginazable.

I don’t see him hurting you though. He’s too in love to put his hands on you. The only scenario is if you try to leave him, he might physically drag you back and rough house you a little bit.

There’s two baekhyuns; the soft and clingy one that needs to be held by you in order to be happy

OR the explosive Baekhyun that thinks someone is trying to keep him away from you.

Weird but I think he likes bruises and marks .

Whether it be from you during sex or one of his victims who fought back, he likes them all the same bc he has a slight fascination with violence.

He also adores leaving marks on you too, if you let him ofc.

His venus in tarus means he’s ultra jelous and possessive and his aries gives him the fire-power to fight back.

With you, he’s in heaven. And if someone tires to ruin that, he’ll raise hell.

Kim Jongdae

{Venus in Libra}

Likes girly partners.

Docile, passive manners, pastel colors, feminine style

Doesn’t have an age preference. he appreciates aspects of younger and older partners so it’s really up in the air.

he is a very sociable and charming person so he falls for people who are also charismatic.

You have to be able to hold his attention.

he likes witty partners too, someone who can have quick comebacks and understand his sarcastic humor.

One of the chilliest yanderes tbh.

He’s not controlling or overly jealous. he’s more focused on getting you to like him.

You can make an off-hand comment about how you think guys in sweaters are really cute.

he’ll go out and buy 50 and make sure to wear one whenever you’re around.

Even if it’s summer and he’s sweating like crazy, he’ll still endure it if it means being closer to your ideal type.

Since you’re so captivating to him he can’t help but desperately try to get you to like him.

It’s very important to him because you’re by far the most enchanting person he’s ever met and the thought of you not having a positive outlook of him fills him with dread.

So his yandere side is based around how desperate he is to get you to feel the same about him as he does you.

he’s a slave for you tbh.

he’s on your beck and call, he’d be so honored that you’d ask him to do anything for you

His friends and family may notice major behavior changes in him ever since he met you.

He will immediately shed his own style to match yours.

And he’ll start hanging out at all your usual spots.

he’ll act like it’s a coincidence that he keeps running into you but in all honesty he’s practically staking out these places in hopes of seeing you there.

As a boyfriend he’s extremely attentive and caring.

One of those guys who knows you better than you know yourelf.

he’ll come by with chocolates, an electric blanket and pain medicine and you’re like”...what’s this?” and he’ll just say “You’re period is coming soon, I wanted you to be prepared.”

When he’s with you he looses contact with the outside world.

Like it’s totally normal for him not to talk to his friends for weeks on end bc he’s so wrapped up in you.

{Mars in Cancer}

Vanila in bed but is probably a little subby.

Praise. I think he’s vocal in bed, his libra and cancer makes me think he’s very soft so I suspect lots of sweet nothings .

Wants a family with you, it’s the great end-game.

Also big on providing for you bc he want a traditional family and that includes him working to support them.

very protective of you.

I don’t think he’s violent but he does loose his cool if he thinks someone is putting you in a dangerous situation or making you uncomfortable.

has a ‘damsel in distress’ complex with you and is always rushing to ‘save’ you

Your home is very sacred to him. cancers are very touchy about their homes bc it’s their safe place so he’s not a fan of people just coming and going through your shared space.

he doesn’t get angry at you.

rather he self pitties and places the blame on him whenever things get tense between you two.

“you’re absolutely right Y/n. I’m so sorry. I don’t know why you put up with me.”

“I know you deserve better but please just tolerate me for a little longer. I swear I’ll work harder to become more deserving of you.”

Really good with twisting peoples words to get his desired affect.

Like Suho, he also tells himself that other people have gotten in your head if you ever try to leave him. Delusional bc once he gets with you, he thinks you two are the perfect couple.

Probably will try to isolate you at some pint.

he will cut off some people from your life if he doesn’t approve.

But he will do it by making them look bad and changing your perspective on them.

“I saw your friend (name) doing some weird things lately.”

“I know your close with them but I don’t know how I feel about them....”

“I don’t like the influence they have on you.”

Overall, he is a very dedicated but tame yandere.

He will move mountains for you if you just let him.

Park Chanyeol

{Venus in Capricorn}

attracted to taller partners with duskier complexions and slender faces.

Also tends to lean more towards older partners bc he likes mature people who have their ‘shit together’, so to speak.

likes career woman/men, he likes professionalism in a significant other

Chanyeol will follow the normal ‘courting’ process because he respects traditions.

Wont kiss you until the thid date, won’t have sex with you until you guys have been dating for weeks, follows all the rules of how a guy should treat a lady. (even if you’re a guy, he’ll still try to be the ‘man’ of the relationship)

He doesn’t like trendy or revealing clothes on a partner, he likes more conservative styles.

A person he can take home to his family.

Also has a preference for Korean partners (although I don’t think it’s a make or break factor like it is for Suho)

Very possessive of you.

Like Baekhyun, he also tends to view you as a personal possession more than an actual person with free will.

He knows what’s best for you and he’ll keep reminding you.

Wants you dependent on him so you can see how great he is at taking care of you.

Weird, but he will try to bribe you with money. Financial security is very important to Capricorns and chances are hes richer than you so you’ll catch him bringing up how wealthy he is.

“I can support both you and me, no problem.”

“If you just moved in with me you wouldn’t even have to worry about bills anymore.”

When you’re with him he’ll make sure you don’t have to pay for anything.

Although he is attracted to ambitous partners, his need to provide for you and his mars in cancer makes it so that he’ll eventually want you to quit your job.

Needs your only priority to be him.

(well, until you have kids but that’s not till later.)

Capricorn likes control so he’ll love dictating things for you.

Caps are also very patient so he’ll wait as long as it takes to slowly bleed his way into controlling every aspect of your life.

It’s a gradual process. At first he’ll mention small things to you, but give it some time and he’ll be in charge of those things in a few months.

“My phone is dead and I need to text someone. Can I use yours for a second?”

(Three months later) “Give me your phone. I want to see all your contacts.”

Sometimes he’s more like a father than boyfriend bc he’s just so protective and is always shielding you from things he deems unsafe for you.

{Mars in Cancer}

Suprisingly gentle in bed but still a dom.

Daddy

LiStEn, Capricorn makes him want to be an authority figure to you while cancer makes him soft and gentle. Mix that up and what do you get? A soft Daddy dom

Okay, that’s my ted-talk.

He wants a cute little housewife/househusband.

((I know what you’re thinking; “but chinkbihh, didn’t you just say that he like a career partner?” Well my little grasshopper, his fantasy is to take an ambitous person (since that’s what he’s attracted to) and make them into a little housewife/househusband))

Wants to have that experience of coming home from a long day of work to see you with dinner ready and the house all clean.

You getting dolled up for him and just for him makes him feel things.

If it was up to him, you’d never leave the house.

Really needs you to get along with his family, it’s really important to him that you do.

If you don’t, he’ll make you.

His cap makes it so that he has harsh rules for you to follow but his cancer makes it so that he never really punishes you if those rules are broken.

9 times out of 10 he settles for a strong lecture.

But, I do see occasional spankings if he gets really worked up.

Kids are just a given with him, he wan’ts a family and his fantasy is incomplete without them.

will be very yander about his kids too.

Extremely protective of them.

He wants you and him to look like the best married couple, the type that your kids will look up to and want for themselves one day.

Pampers you all the time, esp when you’re pregnant.

also a fan of couple clothes and maybe even a discreet couple tattoo.

Overall he’s a yandere who has a very specific picture perfect image he wants. And you’re just there to play your part.

Do Kyungsoo

{Venus in Pisces}

Won’t settle for anything other than the perfect partner of his dreams.

enjoys smaller partners, petite statures, a sucker for big watery eyes and impish or upturned noses, also more of a boob man than an ass man.

I don’t think he has an age preference but he does like a quiet wisdom in someone.

Not maturity per say because frankly I see him enjoying a slightly childish partner, but some people hold a quiet air about them that just tells you they’re an old soul. He’s very drawn to those people.

To be honest with you, you probably didn’t know him at all.

He’s a secret admirer (stalker) that you’d never even notice.

God only knows where he found you. it could be from the bus, the café you go to, a neighbor, a friend of a friend of a friend. It’s a mystery.

But boy when he saw you, did something just click.

Prone to dellusion

heres why; Pisces is all about dreams, fantasy and escapism. because of this Kyungsoo is someone who is really in love with love. His yandere side just amplifies that. He believes that him catching sight of you (on a whim in public) is destiny or love at first sight, he thinks all his stalking and love letters are just parts of a romantic courting process, deems you two soulmates before you have even said a word to him.

Because pisces is ruled by Neptune ( a planet that often blurs the lines between reality and fantasy) Kyungsoo is borderline mentally unstable because he genuinely elievs all of his daydreams and can’t decipher a reality in which you two aren’t together.

Sends you a gift like everyday.

It’s always an oddly convenient gift too. like if you accidenetly ruined a shirt one day, you’ll wake up the next morning to an exact replica of that shirt sitting on your doorstep.

While part of you is sorta thankful, another part of you is terrified because this must mean that your stalker is someone who knows even the most microscopic details about you.

he also sends you love letters everyday.

these aren’t just little ‘I love you’ notes either.

No.

They’re multi-paged letters filled top to bottom with utter poetry about a deep infatuation with you.

as if the dedication isn’t surprising enough, the details inside the writing is wild and makes you insanely paranoid.

Once you begin to realize that you’re under someones’ microscope, you begin to take percation by closing windows, buying locks, changing up your routine and investing in some self defense.

He just finds this cute and will mention it in his letters

“While I do wish for you to say

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603-604: "Launching the Counter Attack! Luffy and Law's Great Escape!" and "Get to Building R! The Pirate Alliance's Great Advance!"

DING, DING, DING! It’s round two. And you know Luffy ain’t playing this time.

Not a huge amount happened over episodes 603 and 604. Still, the episodes were essential. The story needed a transition phase to tie up the plot threads and set everything up for the final push against Caesar.

Everyone is safe inside the lab, the Strawhats are all accounted for (sans Chopper, who is still in Caesar’s lounge), Luffy is in an alliance with Trafalgar Law and - I never thought I’d say this - Vice-Admiral Smoker of the Marines!

Actually, what the hell am I talking about?

Loads of big things happened.

Including this sweet and juicy nugget of off-island context that has me rubbing my hands with glee.

Juicy Opening Reveal Alert!

Attention: Kidd, Hawkins and Scratchman Apoo are discussing an alliance. This is not a drill.

It started out fairly innocuously. I say “fairly”. The Brokers and Dodgy Characters of the OPverse were kicking back and watching Caesar’s madness play out. Pekoms and Tamago had some lines, so I focused in on them.

“How did those big names get caught by Caesar?” Pekoms asked. “So that’s where they are now. What should we do?”

“We wait a bit and see how things play out,” Tamago answered.

This was a teeny tiny scene. But it was interesting. Why? It revealed Pekoms and Tamago know Caesar by name. Maybe Caesar introduced himself to his audience and I missed it, but if he didn’t, then that’s interesting.

After that, the action switched back to Kidd, who had also been watching Caesar’s broadcast. Kidd has earned himself a 470 million bounty, which is impressive. His right hand man, Killer, has a 200 million bounty. Less impressive. Kidd seemed happy Luffy had finally made some moves. He switched off the feed. “You’re not the kind of guy who wants to play an arms dealer, are you Killer?”

Not sure what Kidd meant by that. Does he mean Killer’s not interested in what Caesar has to offer? Or that he doesn’t want to get involved with an obvious head case like Caesar?

They walked off through their extra edgy hideout complete with gloomy paint job and atmospheric candelabras (lol). They discussed Law and his shenanigans on Punk Hazard. Kidd couldn’t believe they were all there together. He thought Law had lost his mind when he became the World Government’s lapdog. But now... Law was definitely up to something. Kidd does not want to fall behind, so they’d have to make a move too.

Upon opening the door an explosion boomed them right in the face. It was Scratchman! At first I thought, is this an assassination attempt? Then the camera panned to Hawkins and I thought.... okay, so a team-assassination attempt?

Nope. Killer had called them to Kidd’s hideout to discuss forming an alliance.

This is cool. I like this seemingly random development. Oda has made a good move here showing the other rookies in the Worst Generation are also working hard behind the scenes. They’re in the New World now. The Yonko are a-callin’. If they don’t team up, they’ll be destroyed. (R.I.P. Gangster Pirate dude and dinosaur guy. Still not sure what Urouge is up to.)

I kind of hope their alliance works a little more smoothly than the Strawhat/Heart Pirate alliance does at the moment. xD

Just Get Out of the Damned Cage, I Don’t Even Care Anymore...

There are a few teething problems but I’m sure Law has now realised that Luffy is a major loose cannon and will learn how to point him in the right direction. Maybe. At some point. In the distant future. (Ahh, that golden moment when Robin and Franky straight up told Law not to turn his back on Luffy because he’ll be off like a rocket, yelling their secret plans at the top of his lungs.)

Law’s cunning plan from the episode 402 cliffhanger was revealed. It was surprisingly simple and dangerous. But then if it’s not dangerous, is it really a good One Piece plan?

Absolutely not.

Law asked if anyone could set the nearby broken ship on fire. Franky obliged.(That fireball was badass, by the way. Just need that on record.) Once the rising smoke had obscured Caesar’s view of the cage, Law revealed his sneaky ruse. While he had freeloaded at Caesar’s house, he swapped most of the seastone chains with normal ones. Law broke free from his and freed Luffy, Robin and Franky.

Once he had failed to convince Luffy to stop cheering like a madman, Law dealt with a spot of business.

Smoker and Tashigi. They knew too much. They knew Joker’s real identity. He had their destiny in his hands. I knew he wouldn’t kill them (not evidence for that, I just didn’t think Oda would go there) but I was not prepared for what would happen next.

Law unshambled them and struck a deal: he would spare their lives because if they made it back to Marine HQ it would make life difficult for Vergo. In exchange, Smoker and Tashigi were to FORGET everything they had heard about Law and Joker. This was not a favour. It was a condition of their release.

Now, this had me bewildered. Why, if Law is no longer working for Doflamingo, is he still protecting the guy? If Doflamingo goes down, then surely Vergo will also go down and the whole operation will fall to pieces? Unless what you guys hinted at is bigger than I thought and Doflamingo has so many side hustles that some Marines being mad at him is small potatoes.

At any rate, the deal was accepted, despite Smoker’s pride, because of Tashigi’s sense of duty and practicality overcame it. She basically said, “Yes, untie us for the love of god. We need to live because if we don’t, we can’t save our people from Vergo and we can’t rescue Caesar’s experiment kiddies!”

So the deal was done. The neatness of Law’s plan was totally ruined when Luffy bent the bars of the cage and pinged out in a fit of enthusiasm. Then Franky basically turned to Law and said, “Yeah, I’m gonna pass on the plan. I’m off to look after Sunny.”

Then he farted himself out of the plot.

I think I just made a new sentence there.

Deal done, Law roomed them all to the back door, whereupon the sneaked inside the lab and pulled a Very Important Lever that meant the Fodder Marines outside did not die a horrible, painful death from Caesar’s chemical weapon.

Yay!

And there was this great, dramatic reveal moment.

Look. Look at this Beautiful Shot

While Luffy, Law and Smoker stood with their backs to Caesar’s bemused minions like total badasses, the poison gas rolled over the island.

Zoro, Sanji, Brook and Foxfire still hadn’t caught up to the dragon. However, Sanji because super motivated by tits and found a sudden burst of speed. The only thing was, the dragon wasn’t quite good enough on its own. It was tiring too.

Luckily, Nami and Usopp rode up on the back of Brownbeard and caught Brook just as he fell off the dragon. They all leapt on Brownbeard’s back (dragon included) and galloped to the front door.

Which was rapidly closing, as the Marines had all scuttled safely inside!

Indoors, the Marines squinted. What was that white, powdery cloud in the distance approaching at speed?

It was the rest of the Strawhats trying really damned hard not to die.

Zoro and Kinemon teamed up to slash the doors and force their way in. I thought it was majorly dumb at first (to be fair, so did most of the other characters). But the Fodder Marines patched up the hole with a speed that makes me think they’ve missed their calling and should be flipping houses instead.

Still think the gas would probably seep through those gaps but maybe Caesar’s got some wicked air filtration system going on. I mean, it is a state of the art lab specialising in chemical weapons research.

Have I Left the Stove On?

There was a moment after the Strawhats reunited where the action cut to a shot of the devastation Caesar’s weapon had wreaked across Punk Hazard.

If you thought the island was screwed before, it’s beyond help now. Utterly Pompeii’d. Every inch of it is covered in petrifying, poisonous ash. There is nowhere on Punk Hazard that is now habitable. Caesar took immense pride in this achievement. Some people just love destroying stuff, right? The only thing that survived outside was a single DDM protected by a bubble for Caesar’s broadcast.

Brook’s ghostly form confirmed it. Going outside would be a Bad Idea.

Inside, a lot of guns were pointed at the Strawhats and Brownbeard (Brownbeard was just pleased the Marines had remembered his name. Awww...you’re infamous now, Brownbeard. Just like Luffy. Enjoy it!)

Once the plot threads and outstanding issues of the whole reuniting scene were dealt with (Law unshambled Nami and Sanji and also told Smoker not to let his men stand in the way of the pirates), the plan to fight back against Caesar and escape the hell of Punk Hazard began.

As Law had been a guest at Caesar’s Weird Hotel, he knew the layout of the labs. They were in the foyer of Building A. To escape, they must force a path through to Building B, the large central area. There, they would find a gate at the back leading to Building R and a door marked R-66. Behind that door, is a passage to the sea that would be unaffected by any poison gas.

Law declared he’d rather not have to create a massacre, but could only give everyone about two hours. To anyone staying longer than that, Law could not guarantee their safety.

And the idiots still tried to attack the Strawhats, so I don’t have much hope for them.

One of the most interesting scenes here was the one between Zoro and Luffy. While fighting Marines, Usopp updated Zoro on what had happened. Caesar had soloed everyone with his de-oxygenation trick. Even Luffy had fallen for it. Zoro took that hard. He had flashbacks to Sabaody, to everything he had trained for in the past two years. What the hell? How could Luffy just lose like that?

Luffy (who had hatched a secret plan with Robin I know nothing about yet because Oda did let us hear it), was heading for the next room. Zoro caught him before Luffy barged his way through.

“LUFFY! GET A GRIP. THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING OF THE NEW WORLD!”

And Luffy replied, “YEAH, SORRY. I WON’T LET MY GUARD DOWN AGAIN.”

Then he tried out a hilariously dumb UFO move on the Fodder Marines and Zoro performed a mental facepalm.

I liked that glimpse of the relationship between Luffy and Zoro there. Sometimes, even though Zoro has his moments, he’s always there to give Luffy a kick up the arse and deliver some home truths on occasion. And because Luffy respects Zoro, he will take them on board and acknowledge them. But of course he’ll still have a damned good time and try out dumb moves on fodders because when else can you do that, am I right?

He Did Not Leave The Stove On

In the lounge, Caesar was about to take a special delivery from the Bad News Fairy.

One of the nice things about Caesar is that he is not a total dumbass. He looked at that cage. He noticed there were no petrified bodies clawing at the front door. He *knew* something wasn’t quite right. He asked Monet and Vergo. Vergo actually hypothesised that the Strawhats had broken free and helped the Fodder Marines escape too. But Caesar ignored him.

Then the Bad News Fairy arrived. A minion burst through the door. “Master! All of the enemies have entered the lobby with Strawhat Luffy in the lead!”

You all probably remember Spandam and Enel and those golden freakout faces. Caesar is giving them a run for their money. I love how he can shift seamlessly from twirling round the room in joyful glee, to “wait a minute....” suspicion, followed by shrieking outrage.

Two in-universe hours, Caesar. That’s how long you have.

Can’t wait to see what nasty tricks you’ll pull in your increasingly futile attempts to cling to power in Punk Hazard.

And they will be futile, because if there’s one thing we all know about Luffy, it’s that he always, always learns from his mistakes.

He is going to kick your ass and kidnap you.

At least he recycles?

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HERE'S WHAT I JUST REALIZED ABOUT FRACTION

I could probably tell you exactly what he said. The ones who keep going are driven by something else. It The second reason we tend to think of intelligence as inborn is that people working for money, and it seemed to hinge on a different quality. It seems odd to be surprised. Surely that sort of thing should have been online. The search space is too big. But they're not dangerous. So when do you approach VCs? Math, for example, will cheerfully work 20-hour days to produce the Apple computer for a society that allows them, after taxes, to keep just enough of their income to match what they would have seemed in, say, New York Times front page. Earlier this year I wrote something that seemed a small and uninteresting area—experimental error, even—turns out, when examined up close, to have a solid core of features, and a pen. We know now that Facebook was very successful, but put yourself back in 2004. In a feudal society, there are other ways to arrange that relationship.

Traditionally the student is the audience, not the smart ones. But here too we see the same gap between Raymond Chandler and the average level of what they're saying is actually convincing, because they've all been trained to. So subtract a third from 16. You don't have to work directly on customers' nasty little problems makes you stupid. When you travel to a rich or poor country, you don't really understand them. Which usually means that you have to do an angel round before going to VCs. I know a lot of small, inexpensive computers before the Mac. In this case, n is. And so in starting a startup, managing them is one of the most important tool to a hacker like having one's brain in a blender.

I use the cheapest plastic Bic ballpoints, partly because their gluey ink doesn't seep through pages, and partly because the harder the subject, the more prominent the angel, the less energy you have left is worth more than the language you choose. They've tried hard to make their offices less sterile than the usual cube farm. Google is the most dangerous company now by far, in both the good and bad senses of the word, Bill Gates was writing something he would use, as were Larry and Sergey making the rounds of venture capital firms in the 1990s, several told us that software companies didn't win by writing great software, but through brand, and dominating channels, and TV and radio channels. I think we were designed to eat a certain amount. Nothing shows more clearly that employment is not an ordinary economic relationship than companies being sued for firing people. I think founders will increasingly be able to show the experiment worked. 94 x 1. It's arguably an instance of the Dunning-Kruger effect. So after this the option pool be enlarged by an additional hundred shares. Most recipes for wisdom or intelligence.

But apparently hackers are particularly curious, especially about how things work.1 The idea that a successful person should be happy has thousands of years of momentum behind it. Live by the channel, die by the channel: if you want to encourage kids to come up with startup ideas is to ask yourself, before buying something, is this going to make my life noticeably better? A programming language is a medium of expression. One of the worst kinds of projects are the death of a thousand cuts. Which puts us in a weird situation: we don't know who our heroes should be. Because VCs invest large amounts, the money might come in several tranches, the later ones subject to various conditions—though this is apparently more common in deals with lower-tier VCs whose lot in life is to fund more dubious startups than with the top firms. Quite the opposite: they created things that made our lives materially richer. What else can we put in there?

Is this the way I'd say this if I were talking to four VCs, told three of them that you accepted a term sheet. But the guys at Google didn't think search was boring, and that's why they do it so well. By definition you can't tell a great hacker? Likewise, though intelligent means something, we're asking for trouble if we insist on looking for a single thing called intelligence. With this amount of money can change a startup's funding situation completely. When they think it's time to raise money from VCs, and Sequoia specifically, because Larry and Sergey making the rounds of all the search engines ten years ago trying to sell the idea for Google for a million dollars in liquid assets or an income of over $200,000. In principle they could have; the king could have invented firearms, then invaded his neighbor. Perhaps great hackers can load a large amount of context into their head, so that when they look at a line of code, they see not just that I accumulated all this useless stuff, but that fraction includes stuff that no one is going to succeed: their traffic and revenue graphs look like a jet taking off. These changes have pushed the cost of starting a startup. Who could have guessed that the company Wozniak and Jobs started in their spare time selling plans for microcomputers would yield one of the big successes? And so in starting a startup.2

But a programming language isn't just a format. The iPhone isn't so much a phone as a replacement for a phone. No one complains when a few people in a company the founders could just walk away from. Sometimes if you just ask that question you'll get immediate answers. In conflicts, those on the winning side would receive the estates confiscated from the losers. You don't have to look at, if we want to get real work done in an office with cubicles, you have to have a habit of questioning assumptions. Live by the channel, die by the channel: if you depend on an oligopoly, you sink into bad habits that are hard to overcome when you suddenly get competition. One is that being mean makes you fail. But after a while I learned the trick of speaking fast. Whereas a two year old company raising a series A round from Sequoia. And the harder a scene is to parse, the less you can afford to let language get in the way a tree grows over barbed wire. United States in 1974, on.

Notes

His critical invention was a company he really liked, but one way to make a living playing at weddings than by you based on revenues of 1. Stiglitz, Joseph. What should you even working on what people will give you money for. He wrote If a conversation—maybe not linearly, but less than a tenth as many per capita income in England in 1750 was higher than India's in 1960.

But politicians know the electoral vote decides the election, so I have no idea what most people haven't noticed yet.

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SHIPPING INFO // Answer the following for your muse(s) so people know how shipping works on your blog. REPOST. Don’t reblog.

WHAT’S YOUR OTP FOR YOUR MUSE?: i have numerous muses, 6 to be exact, and have a lot of pairings i love for them. i mean, apparently me and jess have a sugar baby complex, but that’s a whole other thing. i am just a real chemistry person i guess. not just muse, but mun too.

WHAT ARE YOU WILLING TO RP WHEN IT COMES TO SHIPPING?: i love angst, i breath it, it seeps through my veins and makes me immortal. but i do love my moments of fluff where everything is super nice and chill. i love rping a ship that thals about things hat hurt them, even if it’s the other person.

HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE?: i don’t ship with anyone under 18, and mine re weird because i ship with a lot of immortals? but age wise normally i wanna say maybe 10+ years.

ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING?: i am and not at the same time i love ships thrown at me, but also, it’s gotta vibe right. like if i see that they don’t really work, i try to steer away from the shipping without being rude.

HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY’RE CONSIDERED NS.FW?: ah, a question for the sinners. personally, once i start sweating (which is very easily, tongue kissing makes me sweat) it’s nsfw.

WHO ARE OTHER MUSES YOU SHIP YOUR MUSE WITH?: usually with ocs, and people from their universe i guess. but i’m willing to ship with a lot of people from different fandoms and stuff.

DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU?: i would like you to, just so i know. i am really airheaded a lot of the time, so i wont realize it.

HOW OFTEN DO YOU LIKE TO SHIP?: .... all the time, too many?

ARE YOU MULTISHIP?: i do multi ship, i like different relationships for my muses.

ARE YOU SHIP OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS?: i obsesses sometimes, but sometimes i can be anti and it’s hard for me to talk to people, even with people i’m really cool with.

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SHIP IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM?: lmao, i don’t think i have a fandom anymore. i mean, hollywood and vi from queen sugar?

FINALLY, HOW DOES ONE SHIP WITH YOU?: like... say they cute. thrown some headcanons. it’s a damn post i wrote about shipping with me that people reblog sometimes. just don’t overwhelm me or try to force me to do anything i am uncomfortable with and we good.

TAGGED BY: @willowbound TAGGING: @sakura-tsubaki @incantatrixnaturalis @peaceific @escapedartgeek @lupocuore

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Coming Home Chapter 5 (Shalaska) - Jem

AN: I don’t know why I can never escape writing angst… oops lol. Please enjoy and let me know what you think if you feel like it. <3

Alaska makes a mistake, Violet opens up about her past, Sharon is perfect and beautiful.

Tw: depression mention, addiction and alcoholism mention.

Chapter 5

Alaska was shocked into reality by her phone ringing. It was very faint at first, and she almost didn’t notice it with the fuzz in her head. As the sound began to break into her thoughts, she finally realized what it was, and scrambled to reach for the device.

“Alaska?” Violet’s voice was very meek through the phone. “Yeah?” “Um… I was just wondering, are you coming to get me from school soon?” Alaska looked at the time on her phone. Shit. It was 6:26, almost an hour and a half since Violet’s detention had ended. “Yes! Shit, I mean crap. I’m coming to get you right now don’t worry.” “Are you sure? I can take transit, if it’s easier.” “No, I don’t want you to pay money for that. I’m leaving right now, I’m so sorry Violet.” “It’s totally fine.” Alaska dropped the project she’d been working on, fumbling around the messy studio to find her keys. She swore she’d left them on the table. She picked up the planning sheets covering the surface only to find the paint-stained wood underneath. Not there. Alaska turned to check on top of one of her shelves, and knocked over a glass of water in the process. “Shit!” She yelled. “Shit fucking shit.” The water began to spread across the floor, making the tile slippery, but she didn’t have time to clean it up. Finally, she stumbled over to her apron that was hanging from a chair, and located her keys in the pocket. She was a sight for sore eyes, but she ran downstairs and hopped in the car as quickly as she could. ——- “Violet, I am so sorry, that will never happen again.” “Really it’s fine, I didn’t wait that long.” Violet didn’t tell her that she’d started to worry; it seemed counter-productive. Alaska seemed frazzled; her hair was a mess, and her clothes were ill-fitting and covered in paint. The weirdest part was her face was bare, free from the meticulous makeup she usually wore.

“No I just feel horrible though, I told you 5:00, and I just completely forgot.”

“If it’s easier for you, I can just take the school bus home every day. I know you’re busy.” “I can make time.” Alaska gripped a little harder on the steering wheel, obviously still angry with herself. “I remember how horrible it was taking the bus when I was in high school, and I work at home so it’s so easy for me to get you. I promise I’ll be there from now on.”

Violet considered trying to assure her foster mother more that it was fine, but it seemed like there was little she could say. She was stuck in her own head and words were just bouncing off her today.

Alaska was quiet the whole way home, and Violet could almost see the tension rolling off her body. When they arrived at the apartment, the woman seemed to calm down a bit. They got upstairs and Alaska paused in the kitchen. “Are you hungry?” She asked Violet. “A bit.” The girl admitted. Detention and putting up with Matt had worn her out. Alaska opened the fridge. “Shit.” She said quietly. “I mean shoot, sorry Violet.” Violet just smiled. She could handle swearing, and it was funny to her that Alaska always tried to censor herself around her.

“I forgot to go to the grocery store.” It was a very unimportant statement, but it seemed to be heavy to Alaska. She was frozen in place, staring into the contents of the fridge, but her mind seemed like it was elsewhere. “We can just order in?” Violet suggested. She pulled the stack of take-out pamphlets off the counter and began to rifle through them. “Here, we can get Indian food delivered right to the house. I can wait to eat until dinner, I’m not that hungry.” Alaska nodded but her eyes seemed distant. She disappeared for an hour after they ordered and didn’t emerge until the food arrived. Even once they’d both settled down at the table, she was quiet as they ate. Violet tried to brush off the anxiety in her chest at Alaska’s weird behaviour. She was a busy woman and probably had a lot on her mind, that was all. She turned on the tv to distract them both, the sound of the news becoming white noise. Violet didn’t know if she should ask if something was wrong. It wasn’t a big deal, right? Sure she’d been left at the school for a little longer than she’d have liked, and sure they’d had to order takeout. It was hardly the biggest mistake a foster parent had made with Violet. Then why did it seem like Alaska was beating herself up over it?

Violet’s foster mother barely touched her food before she cleaned up her own plate.

“You can put your dishes in the sink.” She finally spoke. “I’ll do them later tonight.”

Violet just nodded and Alaska retreated, either back to her studio or her bedroom. The girl didn’t want to leave more work for her or Sharon, so she threw out the takeout containers and did her best to clean up the kitchen and fill up the dishwasher.

The TV droned on, but Violet wasn’t paying attention to it, so she turned it off.

The only sound was the whirring sound of the Clean cycle of the dishwasher.

——— When Violet woke up she felt like something was off. It was Tuesday, but there wasn’t the usual hustle and bustle around the house. Usually, in the morning, either Sharon or Alaska were in the kitchen, cleaning, talking, or sometimes even singing; they were both pretty good too.

However, everything was quiet this morning.

Violet got up out of bed, creeping over to her door carefully as to not disturb the silence. The lights were all off in the hallway, and natural sunlight seeped in through the windows and bouncing off the walls. Violet walked across the apartment and found Sharon and Alaska’s room had the light on, and the door was ajar. From the gap, she could see Sharon sitting on the side of the bed, where Alaska was still lying down. They were talking quietly, but Sharon noticed her standing outside and looked up to meet her gaze. “Sorry.” Violet said sharply, beginning to turn away. “It’s fine, I’ll be out in just a minute.” Sharon told her. Violet just made her way back to the kitchen, taking a spot at the counter. Sure enough, Sharon joined her just a few minutes later. “Hey Violet, can I talk to you?” “Yeah.”

“So, I just wanted to talk to you about Alaska.” “Ok.” Violet couldn’t help but feel a little uneasy. Sharon’s tone of voice worried her a bit, but there was part of her that wanted, and needed, to know what was going on.

“It’s important to me, to both of us, that we don’t keep things from you.”

“Ok.” Violet repeated. She appreciated the honesty. So many times in the past she’d been completely isolated from her foster families, treated more like the family pet than a member.

“Alaska has been having a really hard day.” The woman began. “And this isn’t a one time thing, it happens every once in awhile. In our youth we both struggled with addiction.”

Violet tensed up at the familiar words.

“I know that’s scary,” Sharon reassured her. Surely the woman had read Violet’s file and knew about her past. “but I want to explain to you that it’s ok. We’re both totally in control; in fact I never had to quit drinking cold turkey. Alaska always had a harder time with it. She’s been clean and sober for a good ten years now, but when stress or depression hits, it’s hard on her.” Violet nodded in understanding, trying not to overthink the situation just yet.

“She won’t relapse. I’m here to help make sure, but she is strong enough on her own. I just wanted you to know that she’s totally ok, and she’ll surely be fine tomorrow but sometimes this stuff happens.” Sharon gave her a comforting squeeze on the shoulder as she finished.

“I understand.” “And I don’t want you to be afraid because of this. You can talk to me, or her anytime about it, ok?” “Ok.” Violet took a moment to think before speaking. “Is it because of me? Because of yesterday?” She dared to ask.

“Oh no, honey.” Sharon shook her head. “Alaska just puts a lot of pressure on herself to get things right, and when she doesn’t, she takes it really hard.”

Violet could understand that. She still didn’t think what had happened was that big a deal, but from a parent’s perspective, maybe it was.

Sharon drove her to school that morning instead of Alaska, and at the end of the day it was Sharon who picked her up. Violet tried very hard not to be scared, and the emotions rolling around in her stomach were confusing. Her own mother had been addicted to heroin, cocaine, and probably a cocktail of other drugs, and it had been the reason why she’d been unfit to care for Violet. She, for some reason, had never even thought that Sharon and Alaska might have had similar struggles. She berated herself a bit for idolizing them; it was very unlike her to put people on a pedestal. They were just so good and different from anyone she’d ever had care for her, and she allowed herself to be swept away. However, she also tried not to be a pessimist about it. It wasn’t like anything had changed, really. Everyone had their demons, and Sharon and Alaska were wonderful people who would surely never let this become a problem, right?

Instead of going home, she asked Sharon if she could drop her off at Fame’s. She hadn’t given her friend any notice, but going home to the quiet apartment didn’t sound fun to her. Sharon seemed pleasantly surprised that she wanted to go out and see her friend, seeing as she spent so much time at home alone.

When she knocked on the door, it was Fame’s mother who answered.

“Oh hello.” She said in a sweet voice. “You must be Violet? I’m Dolly, Fame’s mom.”

“Hi, Dolly, is Fame here?” Violet had never met the woman before, and she seemed so different from Fame in appearance. She was wearing a baggy t-shirt, jeans, and fuzzy slippers.

“Yes, dear. She’s just upstairs, I’m sure you know the way. Let me know if you two need anything, I can get some snacks ready. A little thing like you could surely use something to eat. I’m sure Fame would love to have you over for dinner, if your parents don’t mind, that is.” She rambled on.

Ah, there was the resemblance. The woman definitely had the same tendency for words as her daughter.

“Thanks Dolly, I’ll let you know.” She made her way up the stairs and to Fame’s room. When she arrived, her friend was lying on her stomach on her bed, texting frantically. She was quite a sight. She’d changed out of her school clothes and was wearing purple pajamas with a lipstick motif. Her blonde hair was up in a ponytail, but her face was still painted to perfection.

“Oh, Violet!” She said from her spot, obviously surprised to see her. She hopped off the bed to give Violet a trademark hug. “Oh dear, you’ll have to excuse my appearance. I didn’t know you were coming over.” When she stepped back from Violet she looked a bit self-conscious and her hands fidgeted with the sleeves of her purple pjs.

“You still look good, bitch, what are you talking about?” Violet told her. “I’m sorry for popping in at such short notice.”

“You know I’m always happy to see you, Violet, and you’re welcome here anytime.” Fame patted her bed to suggest that Violet could sit, so she joined her friend. “What’s going on? Matthew didn’t give you more trouble did he?”

“No, he’s been pretty decent actually.” Violet paused, not sure if she should talk about what was really bothering her. “I guess I don’t know what I’m feeling right now. I’m a little scared, and I know I’m just overreacting.”

“What do you mean?” Fame seemed really concerned now.

“It’s not a big deal…” Violet tried to keep her friend from overdramatizing the situation. “I just, I found out that my foster parents used to be addicts, and I’m having a hard time reconciling the negativity that comes with those words with Sharon and Alaska, I guess?” Violet sort of regretted opening her mouth. “It’s stupid, I’m being weird, I probably shouldn’t have told you that.”

“Violet, you know you can talk to me.”

For some odd reason, she felt like she could continue. Fame may have been a bit of a talker, but she was also good at listening. “My mom was an addict,” she began. “and my dad probably was too but I never knew him. She used to forget about me all the time, and would spend all our money on drugs. She couldn’t survive without the high and it got her thrown in jail.” Violet explained how she knew that addiction was a strong vice; her mother had tried and failed to get clean many times. “I’m just afraid that even though Sharon and Alaska seem great, anything could happen.” She really didn’t want to lose everything she’d finally gained.

“I get why you’re scared.” Fame said. “You met my mom, right?”

“Yeah…?” Violet spoke tentatively.

“She was an addict too, before I was born. And I’m not trying to say that it’s so easy to get over it, but my mom is normal and supportive now after all these years. She knows how to deal with her tendency towards addiction. I’m sure your foster parents do too.”

“You’re probably right.” Violet appreciated her friend’s words. She just couldn’t help the thoughts of if Dolly, and Sharon and Alaska could overcome such an obstacle, why hadn’t her own mother been able to do the same?

“Not everyone deals with what life throws at them the same way. Some people can overcome it, and others can’t. It doesn’t mean they’re bad people either, it just means they need help.”

That made sense. Alaska and Sharon were there to help each other. Violet hadn’t been the help her own mother had needed.

“Thanks, Fame.” Violet whispered, leaning her head on her friend’s shoulder.

“Thank you for talking to me, Violet. I hope you know that I’m always here for you.”

——-

When Violet got home from dinner at Fame’s she was happy to see that Alaska was up and about the apartment again.

“Hey.” She greeted the teen, who took off her coat and shoes.

“Fame’s mom gave me a ride home.” Violet told her foster mother.

“That’s so nice of her.” Alaska drawled, pausing in the middle of sweeping the floor before speaking again. “I want to apologize for today, and for yesterday. I know Shar talked to you a bit already. I’m sorry that you had to see me like that.”

“It’s ok.” Violet brushed it off. Talking to Fame had made her feel much better about the situation.

“I’m sorry if I scared you. I’m feeling totally good now, but I didn’t want to ignore the fact that it happens sometimes. I’m trying so hard to do this all perfectly, and I apologize in advance for the slip ups I’m sure I’ll make.” Alaska fiddled with the broom handle, betraying her slight nervousness.

“Everyone messes up sometimes. It’s normal, and it’s ok. You really don’t have to apologize.” Violet assured her, and though her voice wasn’t softer than its regular tone, she meant it. It was a little weird to her that she was comforting Alaska, but it seemed to be working.

“I want you to know that both me and Noodles are so happy to have you here. I don’t know if we’ve said that yet, but Violet, you’ve been so wonderful.”

“I’m happy to be here too.”

Alaska reached out her arms to hug her, and Violet gratefully accepted. This was the woman she knew, and nothing had changed.

She headed to her room to do some homework, and as she walked down the hallway she noticed that every light fixture in the whole apartment was brightly lit, such a contrast to that morning. She knew things were going to be ok.

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Good Company

He came whistling into town, smile on his face, that’s the first thing I noticed. With a second glance then you could see that he was dressed in a black suit no tie, hands in the pockets of his jacket. It’s unknown to me why I looked up at him but he was something else, he gave off a weird vibe.

I went back to working on my car, it had dropped a gallon of oil and needed to likely have the gaskets replaced but you don’t just get rid of something because it needs a repair. Nothing this classic anyways, so I wiped the sweat from my brow and continued on.

A usual around noon I walked down the street to the core of buildings that made up our bustling metropolis. The bank on the corner, across sat the small grocery store, followed by 5 abandoned storefronts peppering each side of the gravel street, occasionally broken up by an empty lot, then Sam’s Cafe then the bar.

I went into Sam’s Cafe, though it should have been called Cheryl's. Sam had been dead and buried 15 years at this point, but she wanted to keep the name. I guess because he was her father she had some kind of weird attachment to him but she didn’t owe that asshole anything.

Cheryl greeted me on my left behind the counter as I opened the door. She already had my coffee set out on my table by the wall towards the back. Oddly enough the fellow who had been whistling was sitting in the corner across from me watching the television up on the small rack. TV was probably 20 years old, and I wasn’t sure if Cheryl knew how to change the channel as it was always on something strange. Horror movies in a family establishment was a little odd, but that was what was playing today, and I had seen stranger. Some guy with a chainsaw for an arm was revving up and yelling I tuned it out.

Smiley sat back with his eyes half closed feet up on the seat across the table from him. I keep to myself so I sat back and had my coffee, and read the local coffee mill while Cheryl brought me my lunch. She knew what I liked, burger with fries and a side of gravy. She brought it to me, but wasn’t all too chatty. Which was odd. I’m not a big talker but I do love to listen and I come here mostly just to hear her ramble about all the local gossip. Kevin at the bar breaking a window and getting thrown out(which has happened more than once), Carol sleeping with the Magintry boy. The regular small town stuff people spout off about..

I was about to dump some ketchup into my gravy like my grandma had shown me, so many years ago in this very cafe, when the chair across scraped across the floor. I looked up and noticed Smiles looking at me wide eyed.

“Can I do something for you?” I asked, I truly was curious but there was also annoyed he would disrupt a 40 year running tradition. I relaxed when I realized how silly it was to expect a stranger to know such a thing.

When he didn’t respond I figured it was best not to poke the bear and continued on. 20 minutes it took me to finish my meal, drink my coffee and pull out the money for lunch. Cheryl typically keeps a tab for me, but that’s when I’m in on my lonesome. I can’t bare to have someone judge me for not paying so I payed and gave that day's tip. I tipped my hat to the fellow and said “thanks for the date” and started to the door.

I think his eye twinkled a bit and his smile got marginally longer. It was an odd sight, and I felt a bit weird again, and wondered if I should ask Cheryl if she wanted me to do any work around the cafe. Just then Big Ends working crew came clamoring in the door. I wasn’t sure what they were doing in town during harvest, they should be out in the fields, but as I obliged them on my way past, it turned out that the belt on the Combine so a run into town for the part was required. Everyone decided to tag along and relax.

feeling a bit more comfortable leaving Cheryl with Smiley, I bid her, Ends and his crew a good afternoon and walked out and back home.

The rest of the day went off without a hitch my car was turning over again at least, but the black cloud it was producing wasn’t much of an improvement. I was putting my tools away for the night when there was a sound off in the distance, It was a peculiar buzzing sound. I looked around for it then when I could find it, went to put my tool box in the garage. When I turned back around to walk out of the garage to lock up there he was. That fucker Smiley was standing right at the door to the garage, the evening sun casting his long shadow towards me, face now obscured by the glare of the sun behind him and the shadows of the garage. Even though I couldn’t see it I was sure he was as wide mouthed as ever.

I didn’t know what he was doing here, but that was three times today. Twice that he took notice of me. Twice that he had come into my personal space, one too many times on my home turf. I was going to wipe that hidden smile off his face.

I played it casual, no need to tip him off until I was properly situated. He had caught me off guard but there was a large space between him and I and I knew the layout in there better than I knew my own face in a mirror.

“Howdy again, I’m sorry I’m afraid I already have a dinner date. Perhaps we can do lunch again sometime instead.”

There was a kind of hissing laugh that seeped up from his face. He was slowly moving towards me. Like me though he wasn’t moving fast. It was a bit more of a dance, me moving to one side while he adjusted slowly to casually cut off my exit while slowly closing the gap between us. Over on my bench I had the tire iron, I had used to jack up the car earlier to do the tire rotation. I just needed a couple more moves in order to obtain it. As I slid casually I tried brokering a new conversation. Why was he here? I couldn’t figure out what the deal was with him.

He broke the barrier of sunlight so the shadow that obstructed him no longer hindered my view. His deep dark smile was almost from ear to ear dried blood on his chin, on his shirt. Way too much. I was having a hard time staying calm but I had my tire iron, heavy and in hand.

“Seriously asshole take a hint and get out of here”, Smiley just kept walking closer not saying a word, “I will end you if you take one more step in my direction”

The laugh, I hadn’t heard anything like it before, and not since. Guttural, wet though not really menacing. Oddly enough it was just like the whistling I head in the morning. I was no longer looking at him though I imagine he was still smiling, slicing a line from lobe to lobe. Instead I was searching for something more dangerous to hit him with, perhaps with more reach. This thing didn’t seem human anymore, not that he wasn’t, my brain was running away on me.

I felt something cold paw at my hand, dragging me, digging into my hand. It felt like blades cutting into my bones. I heard a small crack of one of the bones and something grab my shirt before my other hand took notice. It was the oddest thing, I’m getting old, really old, but my reaction time was never that long. Hell my dead grandma could move quicker, but as she would say, no one could hit harder. One stroke with the end lined up to his skull and I had done my own cracking.

Smiley reeled back in pain, falling onto it’s knees, only momentarily though. It was clawing towards me, and when I say that I mean Smiley dug his fingers in the cemented floor of my garage and started dragging himself towards me. I was shocked again, though my reaction time didn’t wain like it had before. I moved and just as Smiley was about to stand I gave him a nice kick with the lip of my boot. Red oozed out of his face. I guess my first hit had been more true than I could have guessed, but it wasn’t enough to take out Smiley. This time he was up quicker, his animal instinct taking over.

I’m not proud of this next bit but you do what you do when you are faced with an impossible situation. He moved fast. All day I had seen Smiley move with calm and a cold precision. His initial attack on me was a good example. He knew I was cornered and I had nowhere to go so why chance a mistake by running at me. Now, he was all blood rage, anger and hate. Smiley’s smile was gone, lips broken apart by a wild yell instead. I kicked him in the balls.

Smiley slackened his grip and I used all my strength to bring the tire iron into him one more time. This time I couldn’t just hear the crack you could see it. He dropped, and I sank down, my right hand throbbing where Smiley had smashed one of the bones.

I didn’t waste too much time. I grabbed the ratchet straps from a bin behind my tool box and made sure there was no way he was getting up again. I didn’t know if he was dead or not but he was a killer with insane strength and speed I wasn’t checking.

I recalled the blood on his shirt before we fought. With my head cleared I quickly figured there was no way it was his own and panic set in. I sprinted out the garage and down the road until I was at Sam’s Diner. The door was closed. The lights off. There was no closed or open sign, no need in a small town. You knew the hours, it was when Cheryl was in. I peeked in through the blinds best I could and noticed something on the floor.

I realizing I was still holding the tire iron, I took one quick swipe and the glass was gone from the door. Inside was a show befitting what I saw on the tv earlier that day. Blood everywhere. Ends whole crew looked eviscerated. I couldn’t find Cheryl though, and we never did.

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