#rats can have a lil dark chocolate but that’s it!

[offbrandangels]

Hello, you can call me Angel or Mac.

If we are friends or become friends you may call me by the names I have listed or nonbinary Nicknames. I act as a babysitter/platonic caregiver to some agere friends to help them cope with trauma in a healthy manner.

I'm a nonbinary, queer writer and artist. I go by she/her and they/them pronouns. I'm 25 years old and taken by my boyfriend/partner/caregiver. I'm wiccan but tend to lean towards being spiritual in general and take from many religions and am open to learning about other religions. I will post sfw content, might occasionally post about ways to cope with certain traumas and things I've learned through therapy and what not. This is a safe space and will be treated as such. It's a safe space to talk and express yourself in a healthy manner. If you are here to bully or are a map you can get the heck off my page. This is a safe space for everyone, regardless if you are agere or not. I support lgbtq+ among many other things. We are inclusive and accepting on this blog and all walks of life are welcome. If you are kink please don't interact, I do not want that on this blog as it would be triggering to age regressors and their trauma. Be appropriate and respectful of my safe space. Any posts that have trauma that is triggering I will put a tw on it. If you see a tw keep scrolling if you can't handle the subjects of various traumas.

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Sign: Taurus ♉️🐂🐮

Bday: 4/20

Big age: 25

Lil age: 2-12

Fav Season: Fall 🍂🍄

Fav holiday: Halloween🎃🕷🦇

Fav foods: Sushi, pizza, ramen, beef stroganoff, Dino nuggies, Mac n cheese. Asian food and Hispanic food. I love Indian fry bread.

Fav desserts/candy: pocky, gummy sharks, dark chocolate, oreos, pie, cookies, circus peanuts

Fave drinks: apple juice, chocolate milk, and strawberry lemonade Arizona.

Fav shows: Supernatural, bluey, my little pony

Fav movies: Underworld, jurassic park, deadpool, Indiana Jones

Fav colors: purple, pink, red, black, blue

My aesthetics: goth, grunge, pastel goth, cottage core, hippie and renaissance era dress style.

Fav animals: Horses, rabbits, rats, frogs, red panda, cows, crows

Fav things to do: hiking, kayaking, biking, swimming, reading, watching anime/movies/k-dramas/TV shows, gaming, baking desserts, gardening

Fav bugs: isopod, moth, butterflies, preying mantis, dragonfly

Fav games: the last of us, animal crossing, Pokémon violet, smash bros, 7 days to die

Fav toys/plushies/fidgets: tangles, chewlery, calico critters, my littlest pet shop, monster high dolls, squishmallows, squishable, bluey, Bratz dolls, anything sanrio

Fav lil things: pacifiers, sippy cups, onesie, crinkle/sensory toys, baby blankets, coloring books, stickers

I'll update this post more as time goes on and if I see things that need to be addressed or talked about.

[ratsisters-mintandclover]

She was very mad that I wouldn’t let her have the chocolate. (Don’t worry there’s no actual chocolate in the bag bc I ate it earlier)

[7official7moose7]

Some Bruno hcs that live rent free in my head:

Has these little green reading glasses that he uses to read (obviously)

They have a chain attached to them that Mirabel made when she was like 3 or 4 (yknow like the little glasses chain that loops around so you can take the glasses off and have them hang around your neck)

Can hear his visions sometimes—like if it's a vision of someone talking to someone else he can hear the conversation (though it's very rare; when it does happen though, it takes a lot out of him)

Can feel most of his involuntary visions coming up to an hour before they happen

It starts as a fuzzy pressure behind his eyes like a tension headache and the intensity increases until it finally shows itself

His involuntary visions can also be very sudden; one second he's talking to his sisters or making coffee and the next his eyes go wide and start glowing as green images flash in his sight and when he comes back he's lightheaded and a bit confused but ultimately unfazed (albeit annoyed)

It scares the shit out of most, but Pepa and Julieta are pretty much used to it by now and they make sure he doesn't faint on the spot when he comes to

Speaking of—when they happen, Bruno can't see anything other than the vision; so from the outside, they can see his eyes glowing as he looks around frantically, but he's still aware of his surroundings so he can still hear and feel them outside of his vision, but it's somewhat difficult to respond when he's not doing a prophecy and it's just an inv. one

Has a severe sweet tooth (will eat any candy EXCEPT licorice, but dark chocolate is his most favorite and everyone disagrees except for Julieta)

Pepa: THAT'S NOT CHOCOLATE THAT'S DIRT

Bruno: it's better than milk chocolate

Pepa: take it back. Take it back rIGHT NOW OR ISTG-

Rarely ever drinks, but when he does he's a spacey drunk (and a fuckn lightweight)

Like he'll just sit there staring at the floor while Agustín and Félix are joking around and Julieta will come in and be like "wait are you. Are you drunk?" And Bruno will look up at her, deadpan, and go "heheh. yeah"

Is emotionally attached to his ruana and if he loses it he loses his shit and is very anxious and upset until he finds it again

Camilo got the :3 smile from Bruno

Ex:

Camilo's is more pronounced but Bruno's is still there :3

Has a funky ass high-pitched scream and is v embarrassed abt it (this is basically canon tho bc his sCREECH WHERE MIRABEL DROPPED HIM I- PFFHSHSHHAHSHSSH)

Is probably aro/ace (I understand that some people are going a bit too far with the lgbt hcs, I just wanna say that is not what I am doing here; I know the movie is about family relationships, Colombia, generational trauma and finding self-worth!! I promise I'm not trying to take away from the main theme, it's just a lil idea in my head, that's all <'3)

Definitely a sneezes-in-threes guy (they used to be super loud but now he sneezes like a mouse (or a rat hahsgdakgjgd))

When Bruno is sick/very VERY tired, his powers get wack (as does the other Madrigal's)

Constant visions, left and right, about things that will either happen the second he stops seeing it or things that won't happen until like 100 years later; his eyes won't stop glowing even when he's not seeing the future; one sneeze causes either a plethora of sudden visions or fastforwards time by like a couple seconds, leaving everyone in the Encanto confused as to how they were just getting up to go get a snack to already looking in the pantry

Has visions in his sleep but usually can't remember them until they happen

If he manages to sleep at all that is

He's a very light sleeper, the smallest creak leaves him wide awake

Doesn't snore. Like at all. Unlike Pepa who sounds like a friggin freight train

Has very quiet footsteps, sneaks up on everyone unintentionally (one time Pepa was reading a book and she looked up and he was just standing there in the doorway staring at her and she was like "HOW TF DID I NOT HEAR YOU"

The last 3 above are all probably either just how he is or because of him hiding in the walls

Has surprisingly great hygiene

Cares a LOT about the rats and was overjoyed to be able to communicate with them when Antonio offered to translate

Bruno doesn't consider the rats his rats; "they just kinda adopted me, I guess" he told Mirabel and Camilo when they asked about it

Used to be mistaken for a little girl sometimes when he was a kid once his hair started growing out

This prompted Julieta and Pepa to dress him up like a sister all the time, and he honestly didn't mind it; his "sister name" was "brunilda"

Sometimes his visions give him nosebleeds or sore eyes (his sight gets kinda fuzzy for a few days but it's nothing terrible)

When he's not nervous or stressed, Bruno is a pretty laid-back chill kind of guy, might have been a little troublemaker in his early years

Is really good with kids; Hernando and Jorge used to be his imaginary friends but he brought them back for his sister's kids

Basically he's That One Uncle That Everyone Thinks Is On Drugs Or Has Done Drugs But He's Really Just Naturally Like That™

I'll add more when I'm not about to pass out from lack of sleep 😭👍

[relax-and-read-on]

What would be your take on a sit-down dinner atmosphere for the chapters?

(Hope you feel better soon, sending good vibes your way <3)

Thank you friend!! The painkiller are helping a bit, but now all I can do is wait. Anway, I choose to interpret this as "wich restaurant each legion would enjoy the most", because it's way too much fun to imagine a bunch of giant space marines in power armors all pressing into a tiny dinner boot. I'm also gonna keep to the original 18, because.... If I get into successor, I will still be there next month lmao. If anyone want to see a specific successor chapter, ask me awayyyy

Dark Angels: Bed and breakfast. They just... Adore a good traditional homemade english breakfast. Bonus point if it's in the countryside.

Awkward silence

Emperor's Children: Love novelty places. The kind that you can eat sushi's from someone's body, or where you eat in the dark, or those weird "dinner in the sky" experience. Most likely to invite other legions to come along, and only half to watch them sqwirm.

Iron Warriors: They all argue about wich establishment is clearly superior, and they end up in some kind of weird vegans smoothie and salad place. They all collectively hate it, but they are too prideful to say it.

White Scars: Hot. Pot. Place. That's just evident. If they wanna be frisky, they go for a korean barbecue or suisse fondue. As long as it's a big shared meal, they are happy

Space Wolves: find the weirdest, most shady looking Irish pub. Any normal human would catch salmonella from those horrible half cooked burger, but they love it.

Imperial Fist: They like the cafeteria style place. It maximise your time allowed and you can make the proper choices depending on a limited amount of options.

Night Lords: Not allowed in any restaurant. You can find them in the back alley of a greasy american-chinese spot, eating straight from the garbage can. Think the rats they find there are just bonus protein.

Blood Angels: they like the very fancy italian places. With white table cloth and everything. Never leave a stain anywhere.

Iron Hands: don't like to go out, but would probably enjoy a good panini/sandwich place.

*insert wind noise here*

World Eaters: It has to be a mom n' pop dinner, and they will *force* themself to behave. They especially enjoy sugary breakfast food, like pancakes and waffles.

Ultramarines: will eat at any place, but are always major pain in the ass, as they will ask about the exact nutritional value of each meals and what are every single options that can be changed.

Death Guard: They found their favorite hole in the wall Thai place, and they come back like clockwork. Probably order the same damn soup every time.

Thousand sons: they like to go around and try various restaurant, but they go RABID when they discover molecular cooking, and now hunt for those specific restaurant.

Sons of Horus/Black Legion: All you can eat buffet. The weird ones with too many type of mediocre food. They have a great time anyway.

Word bearers: Lil headcanon, but I imagine them actually having some religious restrictions to their diet. As such, they probably frequent very few restaurant, but are EXTRA grateful when they can find a place to accomodate them. Love Algerian-style food.

Salamander: Barbecue place. And they will actually make a point of honor about trying every single style of grilled meat you can find, like jerk, brazilian, american, korean...

Raven Guard: will 100% be found in a hypster coffee shop, eating all the pastry they have. They bicker on who gets the last chocolate croissant.

Alpha Legion: those mf get galactic uber eat. Straight up mcdonald or Taco bell, delivered to their spaceship door.

[lupiningwolves]

You can’t die | Remus Lupin x fem!reader

summary: you have boggarts in your DADA lesson and are afraid of what will happen

warnings: mentions of death, mentions of food, angst, fluff

Y/A is your animagus

Y/M/N is your marauders name

—

„Good morning, Y/N.“ The sweet voice of your boyfriend filled your ears and made you turn around in the common room. As soon as you see his smile there is no other way than smile too. No matter what happens or when it happens, he has always a smile for you.

„Morning, Love“, you said and gave him a quick peck on the lips.

„I still can‘t believe Moony is the first one to have a girlfriend“, Sirius said from behind Remus.

„Well, I‘m still on Lily. Maybe you should just try to talk to a girl instead of snogging her and just leaving“, James retorts. You laughed a little at his comment and shook your head.

„Just because you ask Lily out on a date every week, doesn’t mean you really go“, you replied. „Anyway, want to get breakfast?“, you asked. Remus was the first one to move by grabbing your hand and pulling you out of the common room followed by the other marauders.

„How was your night?“, Remus asked you. You loved how caring he was. Before he met you and the other marauders in first year he didn’t really have anyone and felt alone. So he tried to make sure you were always alright.

„It was good, Rem. And yours? Prongs talking about Lily?“ You laughed but he furrowed his eyebrows together.

„He wants to write her a poem“, he whines. „A poem. And he needs my help with it.“ You just laughed and let go of his hand to open the door to the Great Hall. The tables were full of any kind of food you can possibly eat for breakfast; toast, bread, bread rolls, bacon, eggs of every kind and so much more.

As you take your seat next to Lily, she smiles at you. „Morning, Y/N“, she said.

„Good morning, Lils“, you replied with the same smile. „Are ready for the day? I must admit I am a bit afraid of DADA.“

James, who couldn’t take his eyes of Lily, now interacts in your conversation. „Why is that?“

You shrugged your shoulders a bit embarrassed. „I don‘t know. It‘s just the boggart.“

„We are doing that today?“, Marlene, who sits next to Lily, asked. You nodded you head. „Well, if you know your biggest fear you can prepare yourself.“

„That‘s the point“, you stated. „I don‘t know what it is.“ Sure, you were afraid of a few things. Maybe heights or the darkness, the upcoming war. But those aren‘t your biggest fears.

And then everyone started talking about their biggest fears. Remus and you were the only ones that stayed silent. You, because you didn’t know. Remus however, because if he told them it was full moon, people would ask questions.

In third year you found out he was a werewolf. His scars and monthly disappearances were suspicious but you never really cared. Until you learned about werewolfs and animagi in DADA and it just made so much sense.

So James, Sirius, Peter and you learned how to became animagi. James a stag, Sirius a dog, Peter a rat and you a Y/A.

„Oi, Y/M/N, Moony, you coming?“ Sirius question roughly pulled you out of your thoughts.

„What? - Yes, of course“, you said and turned then to Remus. „Are you ready, Love?“

„Sure.“ Together you made your way to your friends and walked to your first class, Transfiguration, the only class you were better than Lily.

~~~

Your last lesson was DADA. The whole day you’re were nervous and worried about what will happen. „It‘s going to be fine, Puppy“, Remus said. He was scared too but he noticed that you were panicking about it.

„Thank, Rem.“ He gave you a kiss on the forehead before entering the classroom.

The desks were moved to the side. In the middle of the room was a big, brown wardrobe. Everyone stood in front of it, curious about what will happen.

„Alright class, like said, you will be facing a boggart today“, your professor announced. „It will represent your biggest fear. The charm that repels a boggart is Riddikulus. But you also have to think of something funny so the fear can be replaced by amusement“, your professor said. „Now repeat after me. Riddikulus.“

„Riddikulus.“

„Brilliant. Get in a line so we can start.“ The first one was a Ravenclaw boy you never really talked to. You were behind Marlene followed by the other marauders.

The wardrobe flew open and the boggart took form as a snake, a dragon, darkness, heights and so many other things until it was your turn. Marlene gave you a last smile before stepping to the side.

You took a step forward and watched as the boggart switched his shape. Eventually, Remus was in front of you.

You were scared of Remus? How could that be? Some people started mumbling something then the room fell silent.

Remus wasn’t alive anymore. His eyes slowly closed and he fell to the ground. „Remus“, you whispered with tears in your eyes. „No. No! NO!“ Someone grabbed you from behind and pulled you away from the boggart, which your professor put back into the wardrobe.

„Class dismissed“, he announced.

„Shh, Darling. It‘s okay, I‘m here.“ Remus voice echoed in your ears. He pulled you into his arms and held you tight.

„You were dead“, you sobbed into his chest. „You can’t die. Please, don’t leave me.“

He slowly stroke your head and gave you a kiss on the forehead. „I’m here, my love. I‘m not leaving. Never.“ He let you go and wiped your tears away. Then he pulled out chocolate from his cloak and gave it to you. „Come on, we‘re going to my dorm, okay?“ You nodded while unwrapping the paper.

When the two of you were back in his dorm, James, Sirius and Peter had a lively conversation about what just happened to you. When they saw you and Remus entering the room they immediately shut up.

„Are you okay, Y/N?“, James asked. The three boys looked hopefully up to you.

„Yes, I‘m fine.“ Remus nodded to the door as a sign for them to leave. They smiled and left without saying a word.

Remus grabbed a sweater from his wardrobe and gave it to you. In the bathroom you changed into it. When you came back to him, he already laid in bed with a lot of chocolate around him.

You forced yourself to a smile and laid down next to him. He wrapped his arm around you and pulled you into his chest. „It’s okay, darling. I got you.“

„You can’t die“, you mumbled. Your hands were buried in his sweater as an attempt to hold him and never met him leave.

„I won’t. I promise. I won’t leave you.“

He stroke your hair and just hold you in his arms. Soon you were so exhausted that you closed your eyes. „I love you to the moon and back“, you said.

„I love you to the sun and back“, he replied.

[nightspeckle]

High School Au {Part 4}

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

I started this weeks ago but I kinda lost my motivation to write, so sorry it took such a long time! I hope that you enjoy this monstrosity that I have created hehe

******

I watch from the garage door as Cardan backs up and pulls out of the driveway. Oak has retreated back into the house to watch tv. Unfortunately the leach that followed him outside is still behind me.

I wait until Cardan’s car is nothing but a speck in the distance before I turn to face her. 

The face looking back at me is identical to mine. That is except for the dubious and accusatory eyebrow raise that is being directed at me. 

“What?”

“What! Jude really?” Taryns eyes shine in the afternoon sunlight as she crosses her arms turning herself from human to statue. I shrug closing the door and heading into the kitchen. 

“If you are talking about my display by the car lets both keep in mind I have seen you do much worse. I mean muchhhhhh worse.”

“You promised not to speak about that!” Taryns voice climbs as she pushes herself up onto the counter. I shrug again while maneuvering around to search for my barbeque chips.

“But really, Jude?” 

I stand from the pot cabinet I had been rifling through to look Taryn in the eyes.

“I truly am not comprehending what you are trying to say here, Taryn”.

She looks at me with a sad smile playing over her face as she shakes her head.

“Cardan Greenbriar? I just-” Taryn takes a moment for the breathy sigh that escapes her “It’s Cardan Greenbriar.”

“I have acknowledged that,” I mutter. 

Well maybe not truly, but she doesn’t need to know that. 

“I’m just a little confused, and a tad bit concerned.” Taryns eyes are puppy dog wide.

“I really don’t see how you’re in a place to judge.” My voice is firm as I cut her a glance. I mean really, who the hell is she to judge?

“I was just wondering.” Her voice now is as identically firm as mine.

“Great! Well please go wonder somewhere else.” I look up at Taryn to see her roll her eyes while I continue on to the next cabinet. 

“Oriana put them over here,”

Taryn hops off the counter and reaches into the spice cabinet before pulling out a glorious bag of barbeque chips.

“Sneaky bitch.”

“She’s just trying to help your addiction,”

“Or she’s saving them for herself.”

“Whatever you say Jude,” Taryn says before sauntering out of the room pony tail swishing behind her. “Whatever you say,”.

....

After polishing off my chips I decide to compile a list of reasons why I want to kill Taryn. It goes a little something like this:

She interrupted my steamy ass kiss

She attacked me before I had time to think about how I fell about said kiss

She made me feel shitty for having said kiss

& most importantly she RAIDED my chocolate stash

I am also compiling a list of reasons to grovel at her feet:

She interrupted my encounter with the devil incarnate

She reminded me that Greenbriars so shitty even backstabbing Taryn is concerned

She felt bad about the chocolate and replaced it 

Usually the list making makes me feel better. However, I still feel like my head is spinning around and around and around. 

I keep going back to what happened.

 He kissed me. 

I kissed him back and I liked it. 

I liked it. 

Shit.

As much as I can’t stop thinking about the kiss my brain has also adhered to what he said to me. Cardan Greenbriar thinks I’m hot. Cardan Greenbriar likes me. Cardan Greenbriar despise’s me.

Unbelievable. My life is a complete and utter joke. 

I can’t help but sigh and fall back onto my bed in utter disbelief that this has become an aspect of my existence. 

I decide for my sanity that this is too much for a Monday and decide to postpone until tomorrow. 

The next thing I decide is that homework is also an unessential aspect of a Monday and crash into a delightful sleep.

....

“I mean honestly what did she expect from me?”

“You really didn’t have to say that,”

“She ratted me out in chem,”

“You exploded the lab on purpose!”

“Minor details,”

“Jude can you please reinforce to Liliver how crazy she sounds,”

“Jude?”

“Jude!”

My eyes snap to Fand’s face mere inches from mine. I had been scanning the cafeteria looking for a familiar form. To my dismay the cafeteria is absent of a lanky boy in head to toe black.

“What are you talking about?” I ask as Fand rolls her eyes. 

“What Liliver said to Nicasia,” Fand supplies before texting someone back on her phone. 

“I wrecked her,” Liliver says with a shrug.

“If by wrecked you mean was blatantly rude to someone I am family friends with then yes that is true,” Fand corrects leveling a glare at Lil.

I look too Liliver who has a smirk spread across herself and can’t help but high five her. Nicasia is an arrogant bitch. To not congratulate Liliver on this would be an absolute travesty. 

Fand rolls her eyes again questioning why she’s friends with us. Something I also question on a daily basis.

“Are you going to tell us why you were hawk eyeing the cafeteria?” Lil asks glancing over her shoulder in the direction of the rest of the student body.

“Van and Garrett went off campus for lunch,” Fand states with an amused glint in her eyes.

“That was not who I was looking for,”.

“Then who were you looking for?” Liliver asks fully intrigued now.

“Don’t worry about it,” I say firmly before taking a sip of the iced coffee I had been nursing all morning. 

“I personally adore a defensive Jude,” Fand says cheerily to Lil. 

“I hate that you just said that,” I mumble as the bell rings.

I sling my backpack on my shoulder and take off with my coffee in hand leaving behind the shared look of confusion coming from Liliver and Fand.

I don’t waste anytime getting to anatomy. Anatomy is the one class Cardan and I share together. I hadn’t seen him in the halls at all this morning and by lunch time I was antsy. 

When I had woken up this morning it had finally sunk in. I had kissed Cardan Greenbriar, my childhood tormentor. The worst part is that I wanted to do it again. Like really wanted to do it again.

However, just because I wanted to spend hours in a dark room with him didn’t mean I wasn’t annoyed. I mean who the hell just kisses someone they have hated for years out of the blue. 

I was especially annoyed with his declarations. The fact that he liked me was the craziest thing I had ever heard and yet I was accepting it. 

But being told you are despised before being kissed just didn’t set well with me. He had no right to despise me. Me of all people! Out of the two of us I am the only one with the right to despise. What a little bitch.

I mean truly who the hell does he think he is?

But that didn’t do anything to deter me from craving to see him again.

So now sitting in my anatomy class I couldn’t help but wait to talk to him. Of course I wanted to give him my peace of mind but mainly because I couldn’t help of think of what he would look like in the absence of his ever present black clothing.

Van slides into the seat next to me mumbling something about how torturous this class is while I keep my eyes pinned on the door.

When Cardan finally comes in I feel my thoughts freeze. His black shirt is tight and daunting. His backpack is thrown over one shoulder and his walk is lazy and smooth.

I’m cursing myself for wanting his attention. But I mean when he looks like that, who wouldn’t?

I can’t help but twist my hair around my finger. A nervous tic. One that Van knows well, and he cuts me a knowing look.

But Cardan doesn’t look at me he passes by with out a glance and drops down into the seat behind me.

I look over my shoulder to see the dead look he posses so well.

“What?” It’s cold.

“Uh-” I freeze, everything I had been planning to say completely lost. What an idiot I am. 

Cardan’s face is blank as my thoughts try to reform. I hadn’t expected him to be so harsh.

Of course with my luck Nicasia would have to show up now.

“Drooling Jude?” She says as she slides into the empty seat at Cardan’s lab table. “I didn't realize you actually liked other human beings, I pegged you as a pig type of girl, you know?”

“I was not talking to you,” I say with a roll of my eyes. She truly is a complete and utter bitch. 

“Doesn’t seem like you were talking to anyone,” She says with a smirk.

Unfortunately she does have a point. Van is cutting me an amused look and Cardan’s face is empty of life. 

I look at Cardan only for our gazes to lock. He quirks his head a bit and his eyes flicker with a bit of a shine. 

But he says nothing  and I turn around trying to save myself from making this anymore embarrassing for me. 

I look over to Van who is smirking “You know now that she says it I could see you living happily ever after with a pig.”

“Oh shut up, you roach!” I can’t help but punch him in the arm as we laugh. Class starts a few minutes later saving me from the never ending discussion of gambling Van has started up on again.

....

When the bell rings I can’t help but race out of class. My next class is a study and I have to pick up some flyers for the Sadie Hawkins dance the school is throwing. Being the vice president is never ending. 

Plus my plan to talk to Cardan went absolutely no where so I might as well move past the delusion that was yesterday. 

Now that I think about I wouldn’t be surprised if he was on some phsycadelic drug that randomly makes people go around confessing false feelings.

That would make a lot more sense and it would relive me of having to try to figure out how we even got there. 

But as I’m weaving through the hallways a hand yanks me back. 

The next thing I know I’m in an empty stairwell. I turn to look at my assailant ready to swing a very effective jab to the throat. 

That is until I see it’s cardan. He has a smirk on his face as he tilts his head towards the stairs. I don’t protest as he grabs my hand and pulls me down the stairs until we are partially hidden.

“Hi,” His voice is soft. 

“Hi,” I repeat quietly.

“I...sorry about,” He gestures his head up the stairs in the direction of anatomy. “My friends...”

“I get it, they’re complete assholes!” I cant help but grin as he laughs.

I just made Cardan Greenbriar laugh. 24 hours really can make a difference. Who knew Cardan had such a nice laugh.

“Do you think Taryn will tell Locke?” He looks sheepish.

“I can ask her not too,” I whisper. Saying anything louder feels wrong here.

“That might be best for now,” His hand is still holding mine and I can’t help but look down.

It feels nice. Good even. 

I understand what he is saying about his friends. If my friends heard I kissed Cardan I would never hear the end of it. I mean never.

I feel kind of giddy when I look up to his face and nod.

“We never got to talk,” I say leaning back into the wall. 

“You didn’t seem like you wanted to talk,” Cardan says with a smirk.

“Oh shut up,” I say. “I mean about how you told me you despise me,”

He shrugs “Well I do.” I consider following through with that throat punch until I see his smirk. 

“I don’t think you’re aloud to despise me,” I say.

“And why is that?” He asks with a teasing tone.

“Well because between the two of us you are always the mean one to me. Plus it doesn’t really make sense that you can despise someone that you like.”

“You are extremely annoying, rude, and a complete and utter brat,” Cardan says with a bored tone.  “Seems like a good reason to despise you.”

I can’t help but sigh. Of course the one guy to ever tells me he likes me thinks I’m an annoying brat. I’m about to comment on how he has my beat in the terrible traits by a long shot when another thought crosses me mind.

“So you don’t like me?” I can’t help but mumble. 

He laughs “I do like you Jude. It’s like how you think I’m cold, arrogant, and a dick and you like me anyways,”

I can’t help but stutter. “I- I do not,” 

I mean do I? 

Cardan’s face is open and I can’t deny the fact that he’s been pretty much all I’ve thought about all day.

“Lie,” He says with a playful shoulder nudge. I can’t help but roll my eyes.

“Maybe,”

I  gulp as he takes a step closer to me. 

Cardan tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear as our breaths mingle. 

He smells fresh, like the way the world smells on a spring day.

I don’t stop him as he brings his head down to mine. Cardan’s lips are soft and warm. The move is tentative, slow. He’s asking a question and I answer with the press of my lips to his.

The kiss is gentle, warm. It’s full of soft touches down my back. It’s occupied of the feel of Cardan’s smooth hair dancing in my fingers. It’s slow and sweet. My heart feels like it’s dancing, bouncing in happiness. 

I think I could stay here for hours in the feeling that is his gentle lips. In the way his warm hands feel on me. In the way he feels like sunshine in a cold winter.

When Cardan pulls back I can’t help but smile. One of his hands is still resting on my face and his fingers move to trace the smile that has crept onto my face. 

When he steps back he does it with an amused look. 

“I’ll see you later, Jude,” His voice is warm and kind and then he’s bounding up the stairs.

I can’t help but lean back resting my head on the wall.

I am in some serious shit here.

My heart still feels giddy and there is no denying it now. Cardan Greenbriar really does like me. Me of all people, and that alone makes me feel ecstatic.

What am I doing? 

I can’t believe that I spent all day wanting to talk to Cardan. I used to spend my days avoiding him and his cronies and now I’m standing in an empty staircase memorizing the feeling of his body nest to mine. 

I stand there for a minute trying to compose my thoughts. To figure out what this means for me. If maybe he was right when he said I was lying.

That is until I look at my watch to see I’ve been in here for 7 minutes. I am so late to pic up the posters. I was supposed to meet Sophie our president 3 minutes ago. She’s totally going to rip me a new one. 

 But I can’t help but smile as I make my way out of the staircase. 

Cardan kissed me, and that is totally worth a Sophie scream.

~~~

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Fav game character

Tina and her parents were sold to Hyperion to become test subjects for Jack's slag mutation experiments, an event which led to the deaths of her parents. She escaped their fate using a grenade that she had hidden in her dress at her mother's insistence, and once she was free of Hyperion's reach she vowed revenge on the man that had sold her family: Flesh-Stick.

Involvement

Borderlands 2

Tiny Tina's demolitions expertise is called into action when a Hyperion supply train believed to be carrying a Vault key needs to be stopped. With that objective in sight, she then sets the Vault Hunters to the task of finding two rockets (which she refers to as 'badonkadonks') to carry a 'suicide'-bomber toy each, and then to set them on target.

Her collaboration with the Vault Hunters continues when she has them gather items and guests for a very special tea party. During the final mission Tina will contact the Vault Hunters and wish them luck in stopping Hyperion and even reads them a poem repeatedly telling the Vault Hunters to 'kill Jack'.

Mr. Torgue's Campaign of Carnage

Tina appears in a supporting role in Mr. Torgue's Campaign of Carnage. Initially she is hired by Mad Moxxi to help the Vault Hunters train prior to battling Motor Momma, but also asks their assistance in obtaining the autograph of her third favorite mass-murderer, Sully the Stabber, as well as walking her "puppy", a Badass Fire Skag named Enrique. She also provides commentary on many of the Vault Hunters' actions throughout the course of the DLC.

Tiny Tina's Assault on Dragon Keep

Tina takes on the role of the 'Bunker Master' for the game 'Bunkers & Badasses', where she is shown to be bad at this, by fumbling in such ways as creating impossible fights early on and not balancing the gameplay in certain areas. The real problems underlying Tina's mental state (at that time) start becoming more apparent as the player progresses, being obsessed with eating only crumpets and constantly trying to insert a manifestation of the now deceased Roland whenever she wants to, to the dismay of the other Vault Hunters. Tiny Tina's character develops over the course of the campaign and she learns to accept Roland's death.

Borderlands: The Pre-Sequel

Tina makes her first appearance during the game while Lilith was interrogating Athena, inviting the Vault Hunters to play another round of Bunkers and Badasses, but was turned down. Later, after Athena finishes telling her story, Tina introduces herself and requests Athena to tell a story about fighting a raid boss. As she had no idea what a raid boss was, she "came up" with a story about fighting one (in this case, the raid boss being an enhanced version of The Sentinel). After that, Tina requests Athena to tell the story of her working for Handsome Jack again.

Borderlands 3

At the time of Borderlands 3, Tina is presumed to be around 20 years old. She is still part of the Crimson Raiders B-Team along with Brick and Mordecai. The team is hired by Wainwright Jakobs to rescue his partner Sir Hammerlock, but after they fail to report back on their progress, Jakobs requests the Vault Hunter to go The Anvil to investigate setting up the story mission Hammerlocked. Tina's code name during the mission is 'Crunk Bunny'. Tina requests 'ingredients' for her 'Pizza' (bomb), composed of 'sauce' (nitroglycerin), 'onions' (wires) and 'ham' (a detonator). She then asks the Vault Hunter to deliver the pizza, which is to blow up the door to the structure where Hammerlock is being held. After successfully rescuing Hammerlock, she declares that the B-team's work is done and they leave Eden-6. Tina is found later on Devil's Razor back on Pandora, where she or Brick will give the mission Boom Boom Boomtown. She asks the Vault Hunter for help in winning back their new home and base of operations, recently named by Tina as "Boom Town", by fighting off COV that have been sneaking in thru a tunnel that Brick is keeping the COV locked inside.

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Appearances

Borderlands 2

Mr. Torgue's Campaign of Carnage

Tiny Tina's Assault on Dragon Keep

Commander Lilith & the Fight for Sanctuary

Borderlands: The Pre-Sequel

Borderlands 3

Quotes

"Come on iiiin, you are missing the Fuun!"

"All around the Sta-actus plant, the stalker chased the bandit, the stalker thought 'twas all in fun - POP! Goes the bandit!"

"Oh haiiii!"

"Roland told me you were comin' - I still owe him for all that buttcrap with General Rancid. So, you gotta hijack a train, hunh? Chiiild's play! Lemme introduce you to my ladies."

"Runnin', runnin', runnin', I'm runnin' over here, run, run, run-run, run."

"This here's Mushy Snugglebites, and this is Felicia Sexopants. These fiiiine-ass womens could stop that train for yas, but I'ma need their badonkadonks first, and they got stoled by the bandits a few days ago. Go get 'em!"

"Naptime!"

"That's right, bitches - my big brudder's about to teach you some MANNERS. Nobody steals Mushy Snugglebites' badonkadonk and lives!"

"That's Mushy Snugglebites' badonkadonk. She's my main squeeze. Lady's got a gut fulla' dynamite and a booty like POOOW!"

"Got the badonkadonks? Best day evaaaa. Bring 'em back here and I'll use 'em to make some fine-ass damsels who can hijack that train for yas."

"Hey I told ya'z to get outta heeya, get out or do I gotta shank a bitch?"

"Get-outta-my-shop-or-I'll-punch-yo-butt. That's-how-Tiny-Tina-roll."

"(Singing) Put a little bomb in the hot ass damsel, blow stuff up and make people die."

"I'm a little teapot, bloody and cut. Here is my handle and here is my butt.*explosion noise* Oops."

"Squishy. Squishy squishy squishy."

"Oh daaaaaayum, you lookin' good, ladies. Let's get to work."

That's right. Twin sisters, man. Hhhahhhhhh. Take 'em. Take 'em take 'em take 'em take 'em."

"Just put my damsels near the choo-choo track and set 'em off! Good plan? Great plan!"

"You're cordially invited BITCH!!!"

"When you are ready to begin the Tea-Party, please smack Mister Flesh Stick in his bitch face."

"Gonna eat so many goddamn crumpets, it's going to be a Crumpocalypse."

"Ten... Nine..." *launches rockets* "I got bored."

"BURN ALL THE BABIES!!!!!"

(Cute yawning noise)

"Make it RAAAAAAAAAAAAAIN!"

"Sup, sucka? It's Tina. I wrote you a poem and it goes a little somethin' like this BREAK IT DOWN. Ahem. Kill Jack. Kill Jack. Kill Jack kill Jack kill Jack KIIIILL JAAAAACK! Kill Jack. A poem by Tiny Tina."

"Climb the pipe to the train or you'll go insane wut wut. That's a rap song I wrote."

"Get some cookies, so you can eat 'em and grow up big and strong and kick Piston in the butt-butt."

"Real badasses eat chocolate chip cookies, I'ma gonna get that tattooed across my back in Old English font."

"Wait a minute. Those cookies weren't chocolate chip. Those...are...raisins. WHYYYYYY-HY-HYYYYY?! SHAWTY, DESTROY ALL THE FOOD DISPENSERS! WIPE THE RAISIN ABOMINATIONS OFF THE MAP! I JUST WANTED CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIES! WHY DO BAD THINGS HAPPEN TO GOOD PEOPLE?"

"Ohmygodohmygodohmygod. Do you know who just arrived in Beatdown? SULLY THE STABBER! He's my THIRD favorite mass-murderer in the ENTIRE WORLD! You HAVE to go get his autograph for me."

"Get his signature on this. Please. PLEASEpleasepleasepleasepleaseplease! If you don't get his autograph I'm gonna DIEEEEE. He's my favoritest. He killed every living person on the Bathymas with nothing but a rusty butterknife. If you don't take it I'm gonna start crying. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. [making a song out of it] oh-baby please please PLEASE! That was 'Please' by Tiny Tina with Vault Hunter on bass."

"He said...no? Well. There's only one thing to do -- look him in the eye, nod politely, and KILL THE LIVING CRAP OUT OF HIM!"

Commander Lilith & the Fight for Sanctuary

While idle

Some of the idle chats are mission related and can't be heard again once the mission in question is completed.

"You come up in my face, and you DON'T GOT BOMB PARTS, you KNOW I'm throwing hands."

"Oh, hello! I didn't see you there. I was just on an important mission to save my friends and AREN'T YOU SUPPOSED TO BE DOING THE SAME THING?!"

"Gonna go blat-blat-blat on the vine-freaks. \n Rat-tat-tat till their brain leaks. \n Chill, girl, just droppin' some bars. Go do the thing."

"I wanna shoot the cannon again! AGAIN! But Lil said no. BLEEPING CURSE WORDS!"

"You kiddos killed that butt-bot so, so good! (cackle) Butt-bot."

"Come on, Mordy. You got this! You gonna be all right."

"MORDY'S ALL BETTER AND ELLIE FIXED THE CAMP'S COFFEE MACHINE AND I CAN'T STOP YELLING ABOUT EITHER ONE OF THOSE THINGS!"

"Yo yo yo. You kill that vineyman up on vineyville yet?"

"I left some reeaaal sexy bombs back on Sanctuary. Oh, just thinkin' bout 'em... come on, think about 'em with me. Yeeeeeah. Together now. Hohhhhh."

"That. Was. The BIGGESTEST BOOM OF ALL TIME! Gotta give it to Lilly-of-the-valley, she knows how to kill a baddo in style."

"Seriously, though. Vaulty-Vault, you was there for me in the dark times. That's fo' life."

"So, just saying, it's probably my birthday, and you ain't got me nothing. Mini-moonshot cannon. Just wanna put that in your head."

Notes

The photo of Tina and Roland

She is introduced as an old friend of Roland's and she has a picture of them together in her room. Roland also mentions beforehand that, "I've saved her life a few times, and she has saved mine more times than I can count."

In Borderlands 2, there are a few unique weapons that are associated with Tiny Tina. These weapons include pink hearted camouflage and/or stuffed bunny image decals.

Teapot

Cobra

Boom Puppy

Tina's voice is performed by Ashly Burch, sister of Anthony Burch - lead writer of Borderlands 2. (The two are also a part of the web series Hey Ash, Whatcha Playin'?.) She is also credited with the voice of the cursed gun, Bane.

Tina has unusual gender-specific dialogue, referring to both male and female Vault Hunters as "girl". She also makes a number of sexual comments in an appreciative manner in regards the female members of her tea party, whilst during the Assault on Dragon Keep storyline she confesses to liking Maya in The Siren's invitation, asking if Maya likes her in turn. Additionally, her original motivation for helping the Vault Hunters train for Mad Moxxi was going to be due to her having a crush on Mad Moxxi.

Tina switches verbal mannerisms frequently. Her speech styles include a stereotypical inner-city American speech pattern, little girl speech patterns, stereotypically pretentious British English speech, to randomly violent and murderous speech, and others.

Trivia

There is an Easter egg related to Hey Ash, Whatcha Playin'? in the Mr. Torgue's Campaign of Carnage. On the back of Tiny Tina's bus is a pixel drawing of Papa Burch riding a unicorn from the HAWP episode 'Sleep Is Death'.

Roland recognizes her as one of the greatest demolitions experts on Pandora and a picture of the two can be seen inside of her home.

Tiny Tina is mentioned by Brick on a mission in Sawtooth Cauldron as he recalls carrying her on his shoulders as they fought together. In the end credits, it is shown that they worked together again in this manner cleaning out the remaining Hyperion forces.

ExotropiaTina has an intermittent exotropia (lazy eye) in her left eye. This was originally due to a glitch, but the developers enjoyed it, so they purposefully left it in. This has also passed on to Borderlands 3, as her left eye will occasionally twitch while talking.

In NowGamer, an interview revealed that there is part of a mission removed from the main game involving Tina. Originally, when telling of Roland's death, the players were to head out to Tiny Tina's home and tell her the sad news. It described her being deeply affected by it, thanking the players for telling her, asking them to leave, and locking herself in her workshop to mourn. Anthony Burch, lead writer and the source of this news, says they regret they could not include this scene into the game. It was supposed to be the only moment in the game she loses her peppy mania [1].

Her tea party place card is labeled "Lady Tina of Blowupyourfaceheim"

On May 24, 2013, Tina took over the @ECHOcasts Twitter (previously owned by Krieg).

Tiny Tina's parents have officially been confirmed dead as of the sixth episode of Inside the Box, entitled "Fart Jokes and Tragedy".

In the Commander Lilith & the Fight for Sanctuary DLC, Tiny Tina, Mordecai and Brick form a team simply named "The B-Team".

Tiny Tina refers to Brick as "Brick-papa" and Mordecai as "Mordy-mom". This is further mentioned when Brick says "Don't talk like that to your mom." to Tina.

It is revealed in Sheega's All That that Sheega is an ex-girlfriend of Tiny Tina.

ECHO logs in Devil's Razor reveal that Tiny Tina has dated multiple individuals, broke up with all of them, and staged a wedding to make money from the wedding gifts sent by her exes.

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[almaasi]

reaction post typed while watching SPN 14x17 “Game Night”

this was not 45 minutes of Dean playing Twister with Cas :/

04:22pm

if this isn’t 45 minutes of team free will 2.0 having a happy time in the bunker with all their alive hunter friends and family, playing board games, everyone whistling and whooping when cas takes off his coat to play twister with dean, i will be sorely disappointed

HOWEVER

/checks

it’s meredith glynn

so maybe it won’t be the pure, fun, gay plotless fantasy that i have in mind, but it’ll probably be well-written and emotional, which is aaaalmost as good

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04:30

DEAN’S PLAYING MOUSETRAP 

OKAY 

OKAY

OKAY

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04:31

[distant “soN OF A BITCH”]

yeah mousetrap is like that

we have one exactly the same, it’s from the 60s or something, it sometimes functions but mostly doesn’t

when the ball hops into the bucket and rolls down the slope, that’s my favourite part

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04:37

WHY ARE THEY HAVING GAME NIGHT and drama WITHOUT CAS

WHERE IS CAS

WHERE IS CAS

THIS IS TOO MUCH

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04:38

ahhh thank you ms glynn for immediately answering my question

she knew!!! she knew the only question everyone would be asking at that exact moment when nobody mentioned cas is WHERE IS CAS

and then she’s like “here have some cas”

thank

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04:39

i want a gag reel of danneel and misha trying to do this scene

we don’t have anywhere near enough content of them together, interacting

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04:41

cas getting earrings for anael/sister jo is so intriguing to me and i really like it for some reason

“lightly cursed”

jsdfd

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04:43

paused and screenshotted because in this exact moment she looks uncannily like my doctor

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04:45

jo: the winchesters don’t know you’re here, do they?

cas: “why do you say that?”

jo: “i don’t know, just a general reek of ill-conceived lone wolf desperation”

i love this script, danneel’s delivery, and also describing cas as a lone wolf, i find that both attractive and accurate... kinda makes me feel better about the fact he disappears for weeks at a time, i guess it’s just a personality trait of his that he likes being alone after socialising a lot

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04:50

mary: “i can be... closed off... hard”

dean: “yeah? :) that’s where i get it from”

aw yeah cuties talking about their feelings

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04:51

while dean and mary talk, i think the music is that soft piano theme they use when dean and sam are having emotions, and i’m not 100% on that because i haven’t heard it in AGES, like maybe two seasons, unless i just missed it

either way it just makes me think of all the times they DIDN’T use that music with dean and cas

at least not since season 4 or 5 (sic), this music definitely reminds me more of that era than the recent eras

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04:57

cas in that big silver pickup truck

i wonder what dean thinks of all his car choices

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05:00

YEEEAH SAMMY SMUSH HIS STUPID FACE

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05:03

mary telling sam she’s proud of him eyyyyyyyyyyy <3

edit: IN HINDSIGHT THESE “LAST WORDS” INTERACTIONS WITH SAM AND DEAN HURT WAY MORE. now i’m really worried about her gdi ;A;

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05:04

the doll cas blows dust off reminds me of that weird lil doll danneel keeps in her and jensen’s house

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05:08

laughing because how is nick even close to being jack’s father

jack is biologically the president and the presidential aide’s/first lady?’s son

and team free will are his nurturing dads, who did the actual job of parenting

lucifer is his angel father since he was possessing the president

but like

nick is the body lucifer wore, was nowhere near the president, wasn’t a vessel at the time, hasn’t physically been allowed to be near jack in all the time jack’s existed, has had almost no interaction with him, and is also a douchebag murderer

family don’t end with blood and all, sure

but like

no

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05:18

jo/anael: “look, i just stepped in a rat, so”

oh god that reminds me of--

*trigger warning: very gross, animal death*

reminds me of that time my cat brought in a mouse and ate half and then because it was dark i stepped on it in a bare foot and skinned it with my foot and it was cold and horrible

also that time i stepped on a spider, also in bare feet, and it crunched

and that time i stepped on a lizard but it was fine and it was SQUISHY

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05:21

i went back a bit and anael throws the doll, first it says “ma-ma~?” and then it hits the pile and goes “mhmhj!!” and that’s both cute and upsetting

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05:24

OH MY GOD IT’S LIKE THE SAMULET BUT DIFFERENT

cute lil horned skull, i want one. seriously it’s adorable, i don’t think it’s meant to be adorable but it is

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05:34

rock hit sammy’s face and i cringed

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05:37

of all the wounds to the head

finally one actually did some damage

feels weird but right that dean called an ambulance like real people

edit: what did he tell the EMTs though, now sam is all healed up

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05:40

beautiful and terrifying

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05:41

nick: “make me strong again, make me you”

he’s gonna die isn’t he

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05:43

dean: “count with me”

sam” “you always put me first”

noo sam !!!!

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and then the cut from sam, dead, to nick, dead

oh gdjfgdjg help dhfgdf

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05:47

mary: “you need help, we’ll help you”

oh now i’m worried about mary

jack you better not hurt her

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05:48

black screen

jack’s whisper “mary”

oh no

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05:48

THIS WAS SO MUCH

AND IT WAS GREAT BUT IT WAS SO MUCH

I KNOW I SAID TWISTER BUT THIS WAS NOT THE KIND OF TWISTER I ENVISIONED

I MEANT PHYSICAL NOT EMOTIONAL THANK YOU VERY MUCH

i have no thoughts

i can’t think, i’m just

........maryy..........

i freaking loved anael, and i loved how cas interacted with her, he’s comfortable and knows her well and is just aware of her strengths and fears and likes and needs, and anael knows him just as well, well enough that she knew his real motivations for trying to contact god

i love that this was all about jack, but i also hate it because oh no our sweet baby nougat boy is a chocolate cake now

i love how much love the winchesters have for him, how they’re not even questioning whether he belongs there or not, even when lucifer and nick are trying to claim kinship. team free will are his three dads and everyone knows it

i adored seeing mary again, it feels like it’s been ages. and i hope dearly she’s okay at the end of this, we’ve all had enough of fridging and she doesn’t deserve that to happen to her again, none of us want that

meredith glynn writes good female characters with relatable positive and negative traits and i am so pleased to see that!! i do kind of think anael was the best part of this episode, and she was written so much better here than in the previous season. that stuff she and cas talked about, her doing everything for money vs. her trying to fix suffering, but also clearly enjoying the money along the way, that was my favourite part of the episode

i think my least favourite part was the fact it was basically two stories, cas doing stuff for jack, and then dean and sam and mary doing stuff for jack. i know it’ll match up later, but i disliked the lack of contact there. at least on screen, cas wasn’t informed about all the drama the others were going through, and like anael said, they didn’t know where cas was or what he was doing.

and also given this all happened apparently around the same time, and the episodes’ air dates (maybe) coincides with when they’re set, where WAS cas two weeks ago when he left dean and the bunker and dean said he left early in the morning? i assume he was going to meet anael, but how much time passed between then and this? idk

i loved that cas picked up earrings for anael though. and knew enough about them to know they were valuable. either he’s an jewellery expert or a geologist, or dean or sam are, and all of those possibilities thrill me

didn’t like sam getting hurt but the wORST PART was jack’s downfall here

oh no

dean’s relief after sam was healed, where he had to step back and turn around, that was... something. no matter how many times he almost loses the people he loves, it never gets easier for him, and it never will

damn that rock from the middle of the road that probably shouldn’t have been there

but also. how much of lucifer’s personality was just nick? because he’s basically the same person without lucifer. i’m really curious who lucifer is, because we don’t really know, do we? i mean, actions aside, the quirks of his speech and personality were seemingly all nick’s. (i think when sam was in the white suit, that was non-nick lucifer, except that was in an alternate timeline so who even knows.)

one more thing. a tip for the non-anxiety-ridden, non-autistic people out there. when a person is stumbling away from you with their hands over their ears/eyes/head, muttering about wanting the conversation to stop or the noise to stop or for you to go away, please, under no circumstances, go after them and yell at them and grab them

not saying jack should’ve done whatever he did, but mary definitely reacted in the worst possible way to a panic/anxiety attack, especially when jack is clearly dangerous to other people, not just himself

anyway. 06:21pm.

10/10, but would not recommend unless someone really wanted their heart ripped out

would have preferred dean playing mousetrap for 45 minutes and cas coming home early to find everyone had the correct amount of soul, and then letting dean teach him how to play twister, actual twister, not this twisted goddamn fuckery directed at my stupid emotions like this actually turned out to be

[lynxgriffin]

Rock ‘Em Sock ‘Em Robots

Got even further today! And here’s the running commentary! Under the cut again for spoilers!

Okay! Time to get back to it!!

Aww we found the nephews!

And another hidden mickey!

Aaaand I think we’re about to find Remy too

Let me in I want to cook with my rat friend!!

Oops looks like we stumbled into the woods anyway

MONKEY HEARTLESS

Awww yes I got the roaring rapids kinda ride deal!

THERE IS RATTY FRIEND

CONTROL THE SORA VIA HIS HAIR

I can’t save you right now Roxas, I HAVE TO COLLECT PARSLEY FOR THIS RAT

Aaand we’re back at Ira’s mansion!

Sora all like NO SUDDEN TOUCHIES

VERBOTEN

Ienzo: I could smell your computer incompetence from across the worlds

Told you guys virtual reality is just magical bullshit!!

Oh geez someone get this poor boy a cot and a pillow

Sora: I don’t computer good, please help

Uh oh Even got Norted didn’t he

Hayner: I FORGOT I HAVE TO GO SWAT SOME BEES

Suspiciously no music here

Hiiiii Norty Guys

Sora: DATA IS REAL PEOPLE TOO

AGAIN, GOOFY IS THE SMART ONE

Press X to doubt on that, Xemnas

DEATH BY TEACUPS

Gotta say that attraction flow is kinda OP

HIIII SCROOGE

Donald is always making a menace of himself, Scrooge, that’s normal

OMG I want cake now too

Remy no longer cooks for the love for food, he’s HOOKED INTO CAPITALISM

No I love Remy Ratatouille is a good movie

DON’T YOU TRY AND SPOILE ME TOO, GAME

Oh I see Bee Swatting Alley has turned into a little drive-in theater

There was a hole here…it’s gone now

Roxas has to collect Nobody emblems, I get to collect chocolate and caviar. SUCKS TO BE YOU, ROXAS

“Skateboarding is passe now” INCORRECT

Scrooge is just like I RUN THIS TOWN NOW

GET YOU SOME QR CODES SORA

Scrooge: THAT’S CAPITALISM BABEY

If we wish for Roxas with all our hearts and clap our hands HE’LL COME BACK TO LIFE

Ansem: Just look at them…COOKING…PASTRIES…

Another vessel? Don’t you guys already have like fourteen??

I just realized: are the loading screens just. KH Instagram

OKAY IMMA GONNA COOK WITH THE RAT NOW

I AM NOT GOOD AT THE COOKING BUT I LIKE DOING IT

Okay, I THIIIINK the thing to do now is head on to the next world!…

YES YES YES KAIRI’S HERE

REDHEAD SQUAD PLZ

REMEMBERING XION SOB

The Twilight Town trio ice cream music ohhh noooo

just pulls the damn ice cream out of his back pockets IT’S FINE

ooooooo nooooo

OH NO HE CRYIN

Lea: I’m not crying there’s just extra testosterone leaking out of my eyeballs

LEA WHAT we just got used to Lea now back to Axel MAKE UP YOUR DAMN MIND

Riku and Mickey doing more investigatin’

Eeeeeexposition time~

FINALLY PUT THE PIECES TOGETHER, MICKEY

GAH DAMN THEY FINALLY FIGURED OUT THE DEAL WITH TERRA

Well thank goodness these two finally got a case of the Smarts

Okay okay okay! FINALLY CAN GO TO NEW DISNEY WORLDS

It looks like Toy Story is the better choice so I’ll do that first!

After I snag hidden mickeys in Olympustown, anyway!

Okay, those are all the ones I could remember for now, guess we’ll move on to advance the story!

Yikes I absolutely stumbled into a gummi boss battle that I was not ready for

I am so so so bad at the gummi missions in this game, sheesh

BUT IN ANY CASE I FINALLY GOT TO TOY STORY WORLD YAAAAY

OMG is this the game that Rex thinks Sora is from

so fukkin Squeenix

LIL TOY HEARTLESS

Oh wow the music here is so fun

FINALLY GOT FRECKIN AERIAL RECOVERY

Watch out Sora you gonna get laser’d

Sora: I am not Noctis but I know it’s easy to get confused

I love how all this nonsense is basically in canon in the Toy Story universe, thank you Squeenix

Oh wait the humans are missing too that’s a problem

DID THEY GO AND MAKE A XEHANORT ACTION FIGURE TOO

I thought he was just regular size

Guess Al’s Toy Barn went under

Buzz is so dang suspicious

DANGIT we ALMOST had parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme outside the house here!

That is a honkin huge toy store WTF

HIIII Youngnort

BEAT UP THE ROBOTS

Okay this is a pretty fun take on Shrouding Dark Cloud

“Oh that’s right, you’re from a video game, where the rules are BULLSHIT”

Buzz is being such a stick

EXCUSE U but before we rescue our friends I need to find various selfie spots/weird rocks/groceries

sheesh I don’t even care if using Antiform ends up being bad it’s so much fun to do

Oh no I forgot to take out the security cameras, WE’RE DOOMED

OMG if you hit a helium can it makes Sora’s voice all squeaky I CANNOT B E L I E V E

All these bigass dragon toys have me like 

VALIDATE REX’S FEELINGS GUYS

I popped out of Antiform for the cutscene and then popped back into it??

THEY HAVE THE BATTLESAURS FROM THAT ONE TOY STORY SHORT

Why are there such nice dolls in Babies and Toddlers?? You don’t give dolls this nice to babies!

Everybody’s playin’ his theme song!

Corporal: I can’t believe…I got tuba’d…

OH I don’t like that, NO SIR

Yes just give this horrible doll to your baby, that’s fine

FINALLY high jump!!

Sora never say never on horrible things like that!!

The claaaaaaaww

WE HAVE DEFEATED THE CLAW

“Nirvana will not be reached” o o p s

Oh gosh what is this game where I’m stacking flans…

The video game section is just labeled 999999999 FLOWEY I KNOW YOU’RE HERE

Sora: Actually I think this is Riku on the cover

YOU. ARE. A. VIDEO GAAAAAME

Oh Rex I wish they still made strategy guides :(

Ohh I knew the bad thing that they mentioned would happen would happen!

Okay I wanna play Space Cats tho

THE HECK JUST HAPPENED

No Sora you are the videogaems

Well that took way too long but I ended up beating KING ROBOT in antiform

Wreck-it Ralph summon!! YAAAAY

I can’t believe that Buzz Lightyear got Norted

At last, we’ve reached baby jail

This isn’t a friggin toy store it’s Discovery Zone!

We just fuggin cactaur’d our way up here

AT LAST, SORA GETS TO SPEND AN EXTRA HOUR IN THE BALL PIT

Oh well this looks like a boss battle spot

Now we’re in what? Lego hell??

Woody: So you were never loved as a child, were ya

OHOHOHO

HE JUST HOOKSHOTTED THAT BITCH WITH HIS PULLSTRING

These are things you already knew Youngnort!!

That was an appropriately epic battle music for DEFEAT UFO TOY IN TOYSPACE

Awwwwuuh

You’re really not, Donald

Awwww FRIENDS ALL AROUND

Okay we have! Finished that world! And YAAAY new Keyblade!!

~~The Perfect Body~~

WELL WE GOTTA FIND SOMETHING TO STICK THAT HEART IN

OF COURSE RIKU WOULD THINK OF THAT

It’s cloning, Riku, it’s basically cloning.

Sora: CLONES! GREAT, BRILLIANT

Oh okay thank goodness they’re actually KEEPING EACH OTHER UPDATED SOMETIMES

OKAY I think I’m going to need to stop here because I’m starting to go crosseyed and my thumbs are sore

WE’LL MOVE ON TO THE NEXT WORLD TOMORROW

HOT DANG

[ascalonianpicnic]

Maroon, Brick, Bronze, Sky, Teal, Violet, Lilac, Blush, Cotton candy, Coconut, and Black for Lace, Wrelia, Rhosill and Aselif

Oooh lot’s of good questions for lot’s of good kids! And by good, I mean every single one of these idiots is morally grey at best. You get a read more because it’s gonna be at least a little long. Have fun~

Maroon - What are you most passionate about?

Lace - They think for a moment, then laugh. “Well, there’s a lot of things I could say, but I’ll keep it appropriate and say the people I care about. Strair, Cue, Kvold, Ive, and others, I’d really do anything for them, and anything to keep them safe.”

Wrelia - “Oh! Oh! Yeah! My research! I put a lot of time into the study of magic, specifically necromancy. I’m mostly self taught, aside from the tips I’ve gotten from Odollumn and Trahearne, and I’m always working to learn more and expand my capabilities!”

Rhosill - “I’m not. Sorry.”

Aselif - “I’m most passionate about my poisons. It’s work I chose for myself, and that I enjoy. It helps with my job, and lets me explore new things. It’s really very lovely. Cayde is the other thing I’m passionate about. I love him, truly and surprisingly. I didn’t think I could, but I do.”

Brick - What are some things you dislike?

Lace - “People who treat public spaces like they’re private, idiots who think they can get the drop on me, people who try to use Cue to get to me. People who don’t respect boundaries. Tenor. Fire. Gods. Not having control. I can go on longer if you want...”

Wrelia - “The Elder Dragons have all been pretty mean. And I don’t really like being alone. And coffee makes me very shaky and doesn’t taste great, though chocolate covered coffee beans are pretty good. I don’t like that Mom has been trying to take on all this burden by herself, when she has so many people around her that want to help. I don’t like that things keep hurting my loved ones. I don’t like that I could lose everyone at any given moment, and that I wouldn’t be able to save them or bring them back. I really don’t like wyld hunts. I hate that we can’t stop, or the world will end. I don’t like this question.”

Rhosill - “Myself, the inquest, bandits, and my old job as an assassin, to name a few things.”

Aselif - “Let’s see, I’m not very fond of Lusus. I don’t particularly like any of the people I meet with for the court, they’re all fairly horrible, especially Tenor. I dislike many of the things the court makes me do. There’s so much more, too, but it’s a long list, and it would only bore both of us.”

Bronze - What is your favorite way to warm up when it’s cold?

Lace - “Coffee, and cuddling with Cue under a blanket if I can. That’s the first thing I did when I got back from the Shiverpeaks after finally finishing my wyld hunt. Second favorite is sharing a bed with someone exciting.”

Wrelia - “Blanket cape and baking. Embrant and I like to joke that we’re royalty, and the oven heats the whole kitchen up pretty well. Plus, we get food after we’re all warmed up!”

Rhosill - “I don’t usually need to, but if I do, then a campfire, and some hot cider.”

Aselif - “Cuddling up with Cayde is always nice. Even when I’m not cold.”

Sky - What is your favorite time of the day?

Lace - “Very late at night to very early in the morning. The wee hours, when everything is quiet, and it’s just you, the stars, and maybe some stray crickets. It’s so peaceful during that time.”

Wrelia - “Late morning! Making brunch with my wife when we both have a day off! And we laugh and joke and each food that should probably count as desert, but brunch has no rules~”

Rhosill - “It’s changed a lot over the years. Right now, it’s lunchtime.” He smiles a little. “You haven’t seen excited until you’ve seen a bunch of recruits being let out from their morning drills to go eat and hang out.”

Aselif - “Dawn, the moments before the sun rises. Responsibilities don’t exist during that brief period of time, and the sky just look beautiful. I wish I had more opportunities to be up then.”

Teal - What makes you feel most at peace?

Lace - “Quiet and solitude, or having complete and total control of a situation. Both together is especially nice.”

Wrelia - “Spending time with my friends! They’re all great people, and we all make each other feel loved and wanted and welcome! It’s a nice feeling, and it helps me forget some of the big problems I’m facing.”

Rhosill - He mimes holding his rifle. “Gun in hand, and a bandit or inquest bastard in my sights.”

Aselif - “When Cayde comes to my office to just sit with me while I work. He makes the work go quicker, and makes it easier to think. And it is also simply nice to hold him close while he gets a break.”

Violet - What is your ideal date?

Lace - “Cue and I built my house together, and we fucked in every room as we built them. I’d say that was pretty ideal!”

Wrelia - “Whenever Em pulls out the blanket fort again! We usually bake cookies, and sometimes other treat too, and we spend all day curled up together and having a relaxing time!. It’s the best. Embrant’s the best.”

Rhosill - “My... what? I dunno, have I ever been on a date?” He hasn’t, and he wouldn’t know how to go on one, or what he’d want from one.

Aselif - “Any chance I get to spend an entire day with Cayde. I’d love to take him out to see more of the world together with him at some point, but our responsibilities keep getting in the way of that.”

Lilac - How would someone win you over?

Lace - “There’s... well there’s a lot of intricacies to it, so it’s kind of hard to say.” They rub at the back of their head for a moment, thinking. “Well, if you aren’t looking for any serious sort of relationship or friendship, good, kinky sex is a very fast way to my heart. Longer term, respect my boundaries, respect my privacy, respect my triggers... really just show some fucking respect and don’t push for shit I haven’t given you permission to push for.”

Wrelia - “If you have any notes or research on necromancy, that’d be great! I just really like when people talk to me in general, though. I’m pretty easy to win over.”

Rhosill - “Uh, whiskey? I guess? Tvelle punched me, and I let the recruits all try and fail to beat me up, so I guess whiskey or kicking my ass?”

Aselif - “Usually, I’m the one doing the hard work of winning others over.”

Blush - Do you have a crush on anyone? If so, who is it?

Lace - They laugh. “Cue, pretty obviously! That’s why I’m dating him! Strair, too, I suppose, and Maric. I’m sleeping with all of them, though, so it’s not really a thing.”

Wrelia - “Does my wife count? Even though I already married her? Ummm, Sayeh al’ Rajihd was really cool. I only got to meet her like once, but I have a little bit of a crush on her still.”

Rhosill - “I don’t think so, no.”

Aselif - “I think you should have gotten the picture by now. I am taken.”

Cotton candy - Would you say you have a sweet tooth?

Lace - “No, that’s why I drink my coffee black. I don’t hate sweets, but I don’t love them either.”

Wrelia - She looks around a little awkwardly and giggles. “I think it’s pretty obvious that I do. I’d eat pastries for every meal if I could get away with it! Uncle Ruzzier caught me last time I tried though, and I got this whole lecture on the importance of a balanced diet.”

Rhosill - “Don’t really care how things taste at all, if I’m honest. So no, I don’t.”

Aselif - “Yes, I would. I especially love the sweetness of fresh fruit.”

Coconut - What would be your ideal vacation?

Lace - “I’m admittedly not a huge fan of vacations. I’d usually rather be working. But if I were to pick anything, I’d like to follow Cue while he goes to work and just spend the day watching him.”

Wrelia - “One that my mom, Laighe, takes. She can take all of mine for all I care, as long as she uses them and takes a break.”

Rhosill - “Fuck, I don’t need a vacation. I’m basically always on vacation already. Not like I have a job right now or anything.”

Aselif - “I’ve been told Elona is quite beautiful, and has an abundance of new plant and animal life that produce fascinating toxins and poisons. I’d love to take Cayde to Amnoon to explore, and spend some time working with the new materials I find there.”

Black - What is the darkest thing you’ve ever done?

Lace - They grin and quirk an eyebrow. “Are you sure you really want to hear that? I can go into some pretty intricate details about how I torture people, if that’s what you’re looking for. Like how I hung a man by his wrists and whipped him until he blacked out, then I healed his wounds and started the whole process over again. Or how I froze a woman’s lungs in her chest and watched her suffocate. Or the courtier whose legs I cut off one inch at a time after they tried to force Kvold back into the court. That was a good one.”

Wrelia - “I, uhm, I don’t really wanna talk about it... so how about I talk about this lil guy instead.” She holds up a strange looking rat, leaking a black tar-like substance. “I named him Jeremy. He’s awakened. I awakened him! Isn’t he cute? I guess this counts as dark, right? Well, I’m studying him with the hope that I can figure out some sort of way of treating the free awakened when they get sick or injured. It’s pretty cool, but just a side project. Taimi takes precedent right now.”

Rhosill - He shrugs. “Mass murdering a bunch of inquest when I was a sapling, maybe? My work as an assassin, could also count. Or my time with Scarlet. I’ve done a lot of very dark things. I only regret some of it.”

Aselif - “I’ve sold many of my fellow courtiers into worse lives than the ones they already had. And I’ve helped torture lots of people. The one that haunts me most was a knight from my own court, who I sold to one Lady Tenor. I see her around more often than I’d like. I haven’t seen the knight since. I don’t know if that’s better or worse.”

[mixedmarshalarts-blog]

A Romantic Holiday || Drex&Marshal

This a short-form style roleplay that @lightrecon and I did several months ago, depicting Marshal and Drex’s first Valentine’s Day together. I feel like it’s a genuine reflection of the two’s dynamic in a way not often seen on the dash. Because it’s rather lengthy, I’ve split it up into “chapters”, which each has the relevant trigger warnings on it.

Enjoy!

Challenger Approaching: Nina

DREX: -So. among the many things he had heard about this holiday tradition, one of them happened to be getting your loved one a bear. And the closest thing that happened to connect in Drex's mind was a Stufful — a bear Pokemon found in the Alola region, who also happened to be a Fighting-type. It seemed perfect in his eyes, really.  DREX: -he had a card, a box of chocolate in a Heart Shaped Box, he was also told to get flowers, this Bear, and honestly, yes, he was being so extra. He was attempting to do Every Valentines tradition, thinking he had to do them All, not just a one or two, pick and choose sort of situation.- DREX: -but the card could wait until the event >:3c so all he had was this Bear. And the box of chocolate.- DREX: -and he's just, standing outside the League door, the little Stufful looking up at him with her little smile and her stick-on present bow- DREX: -he's never been to the league before,,, and he doesnt quite know how it works, or how to get to Marshal's specific quarters, so all he can do is give the door a hefty knock-

MARSHAL: -Mimi caught a Stufful in Pokelog and I figured it was close enough to Vday to FINALLY DO THIS THING. He's taken him to the League and so far they've had a pretty good time, mostly giving the grand tour and answering Drex's many, many questions- MARSHAL: -he told him that he would be right back, retire to his quarters for a few moments. The perfect time for Drex to enact his plan- MARSHAL: -But also time for Marshal. He's been nervous about this--really, really nervous. Drex was probably rather easily able to tell his apprehension, though they've both been a little offput. It's a big holiday with big expectations after all- MARSHAL: -What Drex sees is not Marshal in his usual wear. For one thing his chest is actually covered--in a dress no less. It's black and long, off the shoulders with a gold inlaid pattern and two slits at the bottom for better mobility. His makeup is warm with gold eyeliner and lipstick. He stands there for a moment, slightly flushed before taking a deep breath and looking up- MARSHAL: Drex, I-- -his eyes immediately fall on the Stufful in his arms and his words catch in his throat-

DREX: -he is... also flushed, looking Marshal up and down and Nina makes her little Nina noises- DREX: You look beautiful.... DREX: -quietly, his voice laced in wonder- I should buy you dresses from now on.... I did not... DREX: -he says again- You look beautiful.

MARSHAL: I-- thank you, you don't have to but-- MARSHAL: -he shakes his head a little bit, still staring at Nina- MARSHAL: Is that...a Pokemon?

DREX: Well, no, but I will want to. You know I will want to. 

NINA: -bat bat bats her little feet up to Marshal and stares waaaaay up to him. hes so big. shes so small. hes like a mountain. but she will CONQUER-  NINA: -makes her little squeaky toy cry-  NINA: -she pokes his ankle- 

DREX: Oh! Um, well, you-you see... I have been told one of the many Valentines Day traditions was to obtain a bear for your special one... DREX: I was not aware that such a bear must be a... stuffed toy bear. DREX: So I ventured to obtain a bear-like Pokemon found in Alola. It is called a Stufful — a dual Normal- and Fighting-type. DREX: So... as it turned out, she was somewhat perfect for the occasion, despite my misunderstanding — don't you agree? DREX: I have named her Nina. She likes to climb. DREX: And she is yours now.

MARSHAL: -just kind of looking between him and this new Pokemon--his new Pokemon- MARSHAL: I...wow... MARSHAL: -he leans down and goes to pick Nina up-

NINA: -and he picks her up, sure, but she quickly WRIGGLES-

MARSHAL: -but he keeps a firm grip on her- MARSHAL: Ah, no.

NINA: -OH NOW SHE'S REALLY WRIGGLING- NINA: -flails her little arms-

MARSHAL: That kind of behavior isn't going to get you what you want. Now are you going to calm yourself?

NINA: -you could swear her cry sounds like NO!!- NINA: -but she begrudgingly settles down- 

DREX: -sweats- I have also heard that Stufful do not like being. Squeezed.

MARSHAL: That is fine. But she cannot hope to flail herself and potentially hurt others in the process. MARSHAL: -looks like you got a strict dad Nina sorry- MARSHAL: -he holds her out in front of him and looks her over-

NINA: -looks at him with that soft little smile but her eyes scream bloody passion- NINA: -you wanna go bich- NINA: -and she tries !! to put a paw down on his arm- NINA: -she wants to CLIMB dammit-

MARSHAL: -he smiles softly and then puts her on the ground- MARSHAL: Does she have a Pokeball?

NINA: -NOOOOOooooooo now she's small again- NINA: -rats- NINA: -goes to press her head against Marshal's leg and she makes a squeaky noise- 

 DREX: Oh! Um. Here we are... -presents Marshal a Beast Ball-

MARSHAL: -and well this is the first time he's ever seen a Beast Ball up close. He looks it over- MARSHAL: Fascinating...are there any differences between this and a Pokeball I should know about?

DREX: On Earthen Pokemon, they are.... terrible.

MARSHAL: -looks up at him in concern- MARSHAL: Pardon?

DREX: They have... such poor performance compared to the average Pokeball. DREX: Apparently less than half the capture rate. DREX: -he looks somewhat embarrassed- But I... managed. DREX: -flashbacks to him squatting in front of Nina for like three hours quietly begging her to join him- DREX: ...I managed.

MARSHAL: -DREX PLEASE- MARSHAL:...I see. Well, if she's already been captured, then it should be fine. MARSHAL: -he looks down to Nina- MARSHAL: I will bring you out later to meet the rest of your teammates, and then we can begin training.

NINA: -tilts her head. what are these words he's saying. she doesn't know. he's weird. they're both weird. everything's weird.- NINA: -every time he looks at her she's reminded how incredible it must feel to be on top of his head. like look at that head. it's perfect nina size- NINA: -but theres no way to get there unless she's close to his shoulders already. hm.....- NINA: -little nina noises-

DREX: -he looks to Marshal and gently puts the Beast Ball in his hand-

MARSHAL: -thanks him with a nod and a smile and then goes to recall Nina back to her ball. Sorry lil girl you aren't messing up this makeup job today-

DREX: I hope she will not be too troublesome to you...

MARSHAL: No, no. I certainly wasn't...expecting this, but I appreciate the effort and the thought. MARSHAL: Perhaps it will be good to expand the team. At the very least Dewey will have a sparring partner now.

DREX: She seems mischievous all the same as him.

MARSHAL: -sighs and shakes his head, adding the ball to his belt- MARSHAL: It will certainly be an experience...thank you. MARSHAL: -he leans over to kiss his cheek-

DREX: -he blushes and stiffens, and when Marshal pulls away, he finally smiles and laughs a little nervously before relaxing- DREX: -he's still not... Used to that- DREX: -and he touches his cheek where he was kissed- You're too kind to me...

MARSHAL: Hardly. From what you've described, that's only the beginning of the gifts.

DREX: ...Yes, that's exactly so. This is second... -he goes over to the counter ( i assume there's at least one mirror in the hallway with those countertops u know the ones ) and grabs a bouquet of flowers- DREX: This is also customary, yes?

MARSHAL: -he smiles and laughs a little- Yes, and I was figuring you'd get as such. I have a place they can go in the kitchen, if you'd like. MARSHAL: -he motions Drex along-

DREX: -nods nods- Of course. DREX: -he's still just... absolutely awestruck by Marshal's outfit, taking in the little details, and he's still blushing-

Dinner and Gift Exchange

MARSHAL: -with his back to Drex, he takes a deep breath. He's still pretty nervous and he feels exhilarated?? But also scared to be just walking around in the open like this. He knows none of his coworkers said they would be here but he always expects someone to pop up around the corner- MARSHAL: -now important note for the tour: he had not yet shown him the kitchen. There's a reason for that. When he opens the door, they're immediately hit with a hearty smell. The room is dark, save for the few candles that are around the place, mostly congregated at a table in the middle. It's a pretty big place, as you would expect a kitchen that feeds at least 5, let alone all their Pokemon. Outside of the candles there isn't much decoration outside of an empty vase and a box sitting on the main table, which has two chairs sitting across from each other- MARSHAL: -he glances at Drex a little nervously-

DREX: -he takes in the room with eyes very wide — it's so... beautiful. Everything is just beautiful...- DREX: -and he just takes it all in and laughs quietly- Oh my goodness... You... You did this all for us...?

MARSHAL: -smiles and laughs nervously, rubbing his neck- MARSHAL: I suppose I thought your first Valentines Day should include...some of the more popular human traditions.

DREX: Well I've... I've certainly never experienced anything like this... DREX: Truly, on Megalopolis, there isn't a tradition like this one. DREX: It's... beautiful. DREX: It's all so... special. DREX: -he takes a deep breath- Wow...

MARSHAL: I'm glad you like it... MARSHAL: -looks over the room for a moment. And even other humans would know, this isn't...great. He put some candles in a dark and otherwise empty room. He didn't even put a tablecloth down or anything, jeez- MARSHAL: -but then he looks back to Drex who is glowing faintly in the dim light and even he can see how enamored he looks by it all. His expression softens and he smiles- MARSHAL: You can sit if you like, and put the flowers in the vase. I can prepare our dinner.

DREX: Oh! If that is what I must do, yes. DREX: -he isn't actually sure what should be done so he just kinda takes Marshal's word for it and sits down, not even taking off the plastic wrap from the flowers and just. putting them in- DREX: -you're a genius, Drex-

MARSHAL: -he goes over to the stove where there's a pot that he takes the cover off of. He hears the crinkle crankle and glances back- MARSHAL: You should probably take the plastic off. There's a trashcan over there. -he gestures in the direction. He's continually on the move, getting plates, glasses, and all that-

DREX: Oh... -he takes the wrap off and just sticks the rest in there, and goes to throw out the plastic wrap- DREX: -and he kinda nosily hovers around for a second to see what Marshal's up to-

MARSHAL: -well currently hes getting water for the both of him because hes STR8EDGE 4 LYFE and won't even have some romantic wine on v-day smh. He. Turns to Drex who is rather close, two glasses in hand- MARSHAL:...is everything alright?

DREX: Oh! Yes, everything's fine. DREX: -he gives a nervous little laugh- I still remember that perhaps our first interaction was. You helping me in the kitchen. DREX: I, admittedly, am quite curious as to what... processes you are doing here.

MARSHAL: Ah well...I actually did most of the cooking before you got here. It should still be warm though. -he smiles and walks away to put the glasses on the table. Drex can see there's...some kind of mess in that pot-

DREX: Oh! I see. DREX: -and he looks at the glass of water curiously and goes to sit down, examining it, putting his hand on the other side and noticing the reflection- DREX: -yes even water's fascinating folks and up to this point he actually hasn't seen drinkable water-

MARSHAL: -Drex please. He catches a glimpse of this and smiles softly before returning to prepare the rest of the food. A few moments later, he returns with two nice big plates of pasta. It's littered with shrimp (Clauncher?) and mixed together with a creamy sauce and herbs sprinkled on top. He goes to put one plate down in front of Drex before going to sit across from him-

DREX: -oh his eyes are so wide at the sight of Marshal's dish. it smells so good. it looks so good. now, admittedly, drex probably hasn't even eaten all that much since he's gotten here, but this is by far the fanciest thing ever offered to him- DREX: This looks delicious...

MARSHAL: -smiles at his reaction- MARSHAL: Thank you. I wasn't sure what you would like but...seafood tends to be my best choice.

DREX: I am... not sure what would be my choice, either. DREX: -laughs just a little- I do not think I've been on this Earth long enough to... have a preference.

MARSHAL: -he picks up his fork, but doesn't start eating yet- MARSHAL: What kind of foods have you had thus far?

DREX: A... malasada. A B-L-T. DREX: ...Two B-L-Ts. DREX: A. Cook-ie. DREX: Pizza. I did not like pizza. DREX: -he tries to think of what else- DREX: I had the cookie with milk. I did not like milk.

MARSHAL: -eyebrows dip-...Is that all? MARSHAL: -also a creamy sauce probably has some kind of dairy in it whoops-

DREX: No, I am sure there was more... DREX: I had a... burger.

MARSHAL: -just kind of. stares. Now that he thinks about it, he's never seen Drex eat on his own- MARSHAL:...do Megalopolans not need to...eat regularly?

DREX: Once every — how would you say — week? But Earth days are much shorter than days on Megalopolis, so... I'm actually quite unsure.

MARSHAL: -eyes widen- Ah...I see. MARSHAL: -slowly looks down at their meals. And he suddenly feels this pressure- MARSHAL: Well...I hope you enjoy.

DREX: -bows his head a little- Thank you. DREX: -and he grabs the fork. And he has an Ariel moment- DREX: -kinda. glances at marshal-

MARSHAL: -and he carefully spins some pasta around his fork, taking a mouthful-

DREX: -and he, Mimics Marshal's movements okay yeah that seems right-

MARSHAL: -and he's just going to eat quietly. But he's never been the conversationalist as it is, let alone with food in his mouth-

DREX: -and he definitely makes some little approving hums, letting his hand hover over his mouth as he speaks- This is... absolutely delicious. How did you make it?

MARSHAL: Hm? -he waits until he's swallowed to explain the process in depth. Hey guess what another skill has that Marshal has that I absolutely do not- MARSHAL: -Marshal's experiences with food are not my own. Janine's experiences of microwaved food from the Pokemart is absolutely my own-

DREX: -drex knowing absolutely jack fucking shit about food is absolutely my aesthetic- DREX: -nods along, but he kinda stops at what I assume was milk mentioned as an ingredient- Oh. DREX: Um. DREX: Marshal... DREX: I found out from Cynthia that... milk makes me... ill.

MARSHAL: -his eyes widen a little and he lowers his fork- MARSHAL:...Oh. I'm. So sorry. -he goes to stand-

DREX: -oh god he feels REALLY bad because the food was so good...- DREX: -but thank god he only got one bite in amirite gamers- DREX: I-I'm sorry. But it was very good...

MARSHAL: It's-- alright. I'm sure I could make something else-- -but there's definitely an edge to his voice. He takes both the plates up and sort of starts hurrying around the kitchen-

DREX: -and he easily picks up on the tension in Marshal's voice, as he usually does- DREX: Marshal...?

MARSHAL: Hm? -light floods the room as he opens the fridge to look through its contents-

DREX: -he watches him as he flits about this way and that, with that anxious intent that he'd seen before. he did it when he didn't want to think; when he wanted to distract himself- DREX: Marshal... look at me.

MARSHAL: What? MARSHAL: -he leans up from the fridge, eyes darting between him and the appliance- MARSHAL: Is everything alright?

DREX: -his voice is quiet and level- Just... take a deep breath. DREX: Deep breath...

MARSHAL: Drex-- MARSHAL: -it seems like for a moment he's going to brush it off but then he pauses. And he just seems to know. He sighs and then leans up, taking a deep breath-

DREX: There we go... DREX: What are you feeling right now...? DREX: Just... tell me how you feel. What's going through your mind. DREX: Please...

MARSHAL: -he's quiet for a long time. Then he slowly closes the fridge and sighs- MARSHAL: I...wanted to make you something nice. I knew you would likely go over the top with your gifts and I would not be able to reciprocate. So I hoped to make the experience...the best I could create.

DREX: -he gives a little sigh- Marshal, you didn't know... DREX: I did not even know my body's aversion to dairy until. Well. Until I got sick. DREX: It still... is astounding to me how many human foods use milk as an ingredient. DREX: You didn't know... DREX: But it has been wonderful so far. It truly has. DREX: And I did not even buy many more gifts after this point. Only two. DREX: And one is but a Valentines card, so it isn't as... extravagant. DREX: You certainly do not have to match my output to make me happy, Marshal... I am already happy just being here with you... DREX: -he gives a light little sigh, and he goes up to approach him- It really is okay. DREX: Here, maybe... whatever recipe you had next intended... perhaps you could teach me? I am fascinated to learn. DREX: Well, as you already know.

MARSHAL: -stands there and silently listens. He still seems a little downtrodden when Drex approaches him but he smiles small at the end-...Sure, we could do that. MARSHAL: -shit fuck I don't know anything about food what are we doing-

DREX: -well shit lets assume they start making it and drex asks a lot of questions as he does and he kinda hovers over marshal a lot and stuff-

MARSHAL: -and they make something Drex friendly. Something. Don't ask what but it is-

DREX: -after theyre finished making the Drex Friendly Pasta he kinda stands behind Marshal and looks over their handiwork. They did good. And heeeee helped- DREX: -he has his hands on marshal's shoulders and rubs them a little before getting on his Tippy Toes and kisses his cheek-

MARSHAL: -he smiles at that and glances back at him, briefly putting his hand over top Drex's- MARSHAL: Well...I hope this will be better for you.

DREX: I did not see any milk or cheese. So it should be fine. DREX: -softly and sweetly- Thank you.

MARSHAL: -smiles a little wider and goes to scoop him up a plate of pasta, which he hands to him-

DREX: Oh, could I get more... water? It is very delicious. -dont ask how water has a taste to him. just dont do it-

MARSHAL: -fuck that water absolutely has a taste. He nods- Sure. MARSHAL: -and he'll go to get him some more water before returning to his seat. He's going to have the red sauce pasta and save the other stuff in the fridge for his coworkers-

DREX: -OKAY BUT I MEAN LIKE 'tastes like juice' has taste like it has a TASTE bc his tastebuds are so different from a human's- DREX: -but he eats with little approving drex noises- DREX: -and he EATS it all very quickly he's a hungry boy- DREX: -and he wipes off his face Very Delicately with the hand cloth like a good boy- DREX: That was. Very delicious.

MARSHAL: -smiles- I'm glad you thought so. MARSHAL: -it's going to take him a little longer to finish but he gets there- MARSHAL: So...I suppose the last of the presents should be exchanged then?

DREX: Oh! Yes, certainly. DREX: -he goes back out of the kitchen for his box of chocolates and idk we'll get to the cards when we get there- DREX: -presents the Heart Shaped Box- DREX: Here we are. DREX: I have no idea what is inside.

MARSHAL: -eyebrows dip but he laughs a little- You don't? -he pulls the box closer to him-

DREX: ...No. DREX: I have heard heart shapes are... customary. And this was also... customary. DREX: So I do not know. DREX: I hope it is not dangerous.

MARSHAL: -he chuckles and goes to open it- Most likely not. -and well is it just normal ol chocolates Jiji-

DREX: ...What are those.

MARSHAL: They're chocolates. They're a type of candy.

DREX: Oh! I see. DREX: Do you like them?

MARSHAL: -he nods- Most people do. Unfortunately though...most chocolate candies contain dairy.

DREX: Oh. Well, they are not for me, so... DREX: ...You can have dairy, yes?

MARSHAL: Yes, I can. Still, I will save them. -he goes to put the lid back on- Thank you Drex. This has truly been the most...traditional, I have ever celebrated this holiday. Now I understand why others enjoy it so much. MARSHAL: Although...I do have something for you too. MARSHAL: -he takes the small box next to the vase and slides it across the table to him. It's not wrapped, doesn't even have a bow it-

DREX: -a Box- DREX: -for him??- DREX: -he... slowly opens it-

MARSHAL: -it's filled with a small cloth but what is more important is what is nestled in the center of it. It's a smooth, round, transluscent purple stone- MARSHAL:...It's called an Eviolite. When given to a young Pokemon, it helps their defensive abilities. But in greater mythology...it is said to bring protection to those who keep it close. This particular one was found in the Wellspring Caves of Unova but...it is just one of many types of stones this world has to offer you. I hope you can add many from around this planet to your collection.

DREX: -his eyes slooowly widen and his breath hitches- DREX: -and he just... holds the stone as his eyebrows bow- DREX: -and he examines it, how it shines with its polish; how it sparkles- DREX: -he thinks back to every other stone he'd collected — stolen little moments with hesitant look-arounds, makings sure to snatch them up quickly and hide them in whatever fold of whatever rags he still managed to wear. There was always apprehension in his previous collection — that whoever owned him would be able to use it as leverage over him. that it would all be lost. that he would be caught doing something as harmless as collecting a stone or a gem, and be punished for it severely- DREX: -and how he took all of those little weathered stones home and polished them all, making them his. making them his survival story- DREX: -yes, there may have been gemstones he was given — and he distinctly remembers one such instance where a man, a servant of his owner, snuck gifts for drex regularly — but... that simple, harmless action proved to be his demise. all because of drex and his interest.- DREX: -he finds himself blinking away tears- DREX: -and now here was this. the only gift that was ever given to him so earnestly, unpunishable. given to him by the one he loves, by the one he trusts so dearly. he holds the eviolite tightly and gives a little sob, using his free hand to cover his mouth- DREX: Thank you...

MARSHAL: -he smiles and turns to kiss him in return-  MARSHAL: I feel the same way...

Technology Explored: Cinema and More

CW: Spoilers for Disney’s Tangled

DREX: -he rests his head against Marshal's shoulder for a moment before finally pulling away- DREX: There's still plenty of time left in the night... what do you wish to do?

MARSHAL: Well...I know you said you'd be interested in watching a movie. We do have a BlueRay player here.

DREX: Oh! Yes, that is true. I also have yet to see your room. If... that is allowed.

MARSHAL: Of course...which would you prefer to do first?

DREX: Well... do you have a movie in mind for us to view?

MARSHAL: Ah...not really. Truthfully, I don't own that many movies. But my coworkers have...stocked the shelves with all kinds of different films. I thought you might like to choose one.

DREX: Oh, I suppose that works, then... DREX: We could end the night in your quarters, then. It seems appropriate.

MARSHAL: -flushes a little- I suppose so. MARSHAL: Alright well. -he stands- I'll show you to it. Then while you're deciding, I'll clean up in here.

DREX: I could do that, yes. DREX: Um... so where would the selection be?

MARSHAL: -he motions him along and leads him down a hallway to an entertainment room. Which. Knowing the league is probably ultra flashy and ridiculous, with a huge tv, games, and all sorts of other weird technology junk. But he leads him over to a cabinet filled with tons and tons of movies-

DREX: -he is absolutely fascinated with the entertainment room; there's so much to see and look at , and most of it doesn't at all seem like Marshal's aesthetic choice. he supposes those are the drawbacks of living in shared quarters- DREX: -he finally sees a wall with many many thin boxes — which were similar in size to his Rocky that he had bought Marshal, so he assumes they are the D-V-Ds, and he begins to look through them- Ah, thank you. I... will hopefully have one selected by the time you return.

MARSHAL: -smiles and nods, putting a hand on Drex's shoulder and squeezes it before he turns to leave- MARSHAL: -he returns to the kitchen and cleans everything up, putting away all the extra food for leftovers. He leaves the flowers, chocolate, and stone box on the table for them to get later. Then, he'll return to the entertainment room-

DREX: -when Marshal returns, he'll see Drex holding a single movie — a Disney movie. He had heard some of the beachhouse residents talking about Disney — that it is a lovely genre of movie that's supposed to make you feel nice. He's holding a box for the movie Tangled- DREX: I think I want to watch this one.

MARSHAL: Hm? -he goes over and looks over his shoulder- MARSHAL: Ah yes, this is one of the new Disney movies. I've heard good things.

DREX: I have heard many things about the brand "Disney." That they are usually... wholesome and romantic...

MARSHAL: -he nods- Generally, they tend to be movies for children but I know many adults who watch them as well.

DREX: Children's movies...? Oh, I see... DREX: Then... is it still appropriate for us to watch?

MARSHAL: -nods- It's fine. -he goes to take the case from him to set it up. Hopefully faster this time after the disaster of last time-

DREX: -and it is a Much Larger T-V than last time... goodness... he finds a place to sit- DREX: Have you ever seen this movie?

MARSHAL: No. -he shakes his head- I don't watch movies very often.

DREX: -he gives a small smile- I only happened to notice that you... knew the Rocky Movie word-for-word. DREX: I was curious as to which other movies you know so well.

MARSHAL: -flushes a little and chuckles embarrassedly- Ah well...I used to watch that one a lot as a kid. We only had a handful of movies so we just...watched those over and over. MARSHAL: But I don't do that anymore.

DREX: Oh, I see... DREX: So I happened to, coincidentally, pick a favorite of yours. DREX: I suppose I have a good sense of your interests. DREX: ...Marshal, what is an E-moh-ji.

MARSHAL: It was very lucky. MARSHAL: -glances back at him- I believe it’s a term used for symbols you can use while texting on your phone.

DREX: -quietly- Why would they find the need to make a movie out of such things... -he goes back over to the DVD case and finds the Emoji Movie- ?????

MARSHAL: A...movie? -you are asking the wrong guy-...maybe the terminology has changed. I’m unsure.

DREX: -shows him the movie- ??? DREX: ?????

MARSHAL: -expression contorts and he frowns but shakes his head- I’m unsure. I find I often...am behind. When it comes to pop culture.

DREX: -he kinda... looks over the movie and holds onto it- Part of me wants to watch this.

MARSHAL: -raises an eyebrow- I’ve heard...mixed reviews on animated movies that are not from Disney

DREX: Still, is that not... comical? DREX: Or is it just plain bad?

MARSHAL: -looks at the movie's cover again. Makes. A Face- MARSHAL: As someone who does not text using emojis, I imagine I would not find the humor very...humorous.

DREX: I am sure I would not either. DREX: -eagerly- Let's watch it anyway. -he has. a weird sorta cheesy smile on him- DREX: Or. Wait, yes. The Disney movie. My apologies.

MARSHAL: -glances him over- It's whichever movie you want.

DREX: I suppose we can watch the Disney movie, yes.

MARSHAL: As long as that's what you want. -he holds his hand out to be given a movie-

DREX: -looks at the Emoji Movie... someday, but not today, and he puts it back on the shelf before handing him Tangled-

MARSHAL: -and he'll put it in and step back, taking the remote to go through the main menu. He takes a seat on the couch and smiles at Drex-

DREX: -he sits close by Marshal and leans on him a little- I should say it again... DREX: You do look lovely, really.

MARSHAL: -flushes a little and smooths out his dress- MARSHAL: Thank you... MARSHAL: You look quite handsome as well.

DREX: Well... I haven't worn anything outside of what I normally would. DREX: Do you think I would look good in a dress? DREX: I hadn't considered it when I was shopping at the store named after you.

MARSHAL: I believe so. MARSHAL: This is...the first time. I have worn one in front of somebody else.

DREX: Oh...? DREX: -he blushes a little- In front of... me? DREX: I... I am honored, truly. DREX: That you would, well, trust me enough to do this.

MARSHAL: Of course. MARSHAL: It...took me awhile to even consider buying one. I truly have Alder to thank for his guidance and encouragement.

DREX: Well, I believe he gave you the right encouragement. DREX: It looks lovely, and you look very happy. DREX: That's all that should matter.

MARSHAL: -flushes and smiles. After a moment, the smile widens- MARSHAL: I...am. MARSHAL: -he goes to wrap an arm around Drex's shoulders and goes to start the movie-

DREX: Well... I know you look beautiful. DREX: Next time I go to the market, perhaps we can... look for more dresses for you? DREX: Would you like that?

MARSHAL: -he's quiet and still- MARSHAL: I think perhaps someday but...maybe not right now. MARSHAL:...If that is alright.

DREX: -he nods and squeezes Marshal's hand- Of course. Whatever you're most comfortable with.

MARSHAL: -squeezes his hand in turn- FLYNN: This is the story of how I die.

DREX: -quietly- How is he speaking if he is dead.

MARSHAL: I...am unsure. -and then it goes into the whole story about the flower and whatnot-

DREX: -right away, he's taken aback by the beautiful visuals and the sound design, as well as the animation — since he's actually never seen that before as of yet. as the movie progresses, he asks a few questions here and there such as 'how did such a tower manage to never be found? who built it?' as well as general, out-of-box questions such as 'where does this movie take place?' he questions how rapunzel's hair got so long, and if that truly is possible in a natural setting. he doesn't understand much about the whole 'magical' aspect.-

MARSHAL: -and he tries to answer questions where he can, pointing out that it seems the tower was purposefully hidden in a grove, etc. He tells him the kingdom is named Corona, though he is unsure if a place like that actually exists. And when the answer is magic, he pretty much says as much-

DREX: -he's not very well satisfied with the answer of magic, but he learns to live with it. it is fantasy, after all. he's enamored by rapunzel and flynn's characters, and understandably laugh at the humor involved. however, he's actually taken aback a bit at each of the music pieces, as if he... didn't know they were going to happen ( it's disney, drex. it's gonna happen ), but he finds he ends up enjoying them-

MARSHAL: -he mostly chuckles whenever Drex does. And while this isn't really his thing, he's enjoying it well enough and is more enjoying just the experience of watching it with his boyfriend-

DREX: -and they get to the point where I See the Light plays and it's all cheesy and romantic and Drex is visibly enamored and especially absorbed into the movie, and he squeezes Marshal's hand tight-

MARSHAL: -at the squeeze, he glances down at him and just watches him be enamored. PARALLEL TO FLYNN WATCHING RAPUNZEL BEING ENAMORED ITS GAY. His expression softens and he smiles, pressing a light kiss to the top of his head-

DREX: -when the song ends, he feels a small kiss at the top of his head, and he turns to look to Marshal ( and the entire song's parallel completely goes over his head )- Yes...?

MARSHAL: -shakes his head but smiles- Nothing.

DREX: -and he just smiles back softly and resettles againt Marshal as the movie progresses with that one prison break scene and it's all good fun- DREX: -but then comes the moment where flynn climbs up the tower and sees rapunzel all tied up and he gets MCSTABBED and drex very audibly gasps and tenses at it all- DREX: -it's very sad, and flynn and rapunzel's little exchange while rapunzel's trying to heal him just puts a pit in drex's stomach. he's getting pretty emotional- DREX: -and then there's the clusterfuck of mother gothel aging up and then dying and shit and then by the You Were My New Dream line he's already crying those silent tears. but it's disney. disney knows how to getcha-

MARSHAL: -eyes dart between Drex and the movie. He's a little less emotionally invested in everything that is happening. Really, he's more worried about Drex. Because growing up, Marshal admittedly didn't watch that many Disney movies but the ones he did see weren't this intense. He rubs Drex's arm to comfort him and just kind of. Hopes things will turn out alright-

DREX: -and well since it's disney of course everything turns out okay!! within the same breath of flynn dying he comes back and everything's happy and cheerful and drex finds himself perking up by the end of it. but it's like a wistful happiness. it's strange- DREX: -when that weird goblin guy makes a kissy face at the screen and the credits roll, he leans against Marshal once more, and he holds his hand and squeezes it- DREX: Marshal...?

MARSHAL: -gives a little sigh of relief. Jeez Disney. He sits back when the tension passes but still rubs Drex's arm absentmindedly- MARSHAL: Hm?

DREX: -he has a brief moment of reflection over Eliak, and... over his past life that he'll never have again, but only briefly. truly, it wasn't even enough to make him cry when the tension hit its peak in the movie. it was just... a strange parallel he didn't expect to feel in a movie that was so innocuous up until that point- DREX: -he's quiet for a little bit, brushing the top of Marshal's hand with his thumb, and he whispers- You... are my new dream.

MARSHAL: -blinks. His cheeks flush and he smiles, chuckling a little- And you...are mine. MARSHAL: -he laughs a little more. It sounds cheesy and ridiculous coming out of his mouth but it's nice anyway-

DREX: -and he chuckles back a little bit and leans close to Marshal's chest- DREX: Ahh... that was a fantastic movie, really. DREX: -he sniffles a little- Are they always this... emotionally investing?

MARSHAL: It was very good. MARSHAL: From what I understand...yes. Are you...alright?

DREX: -he thinks on that question for a moment- DREX: I... I think so. DREX: I'll be okay in time...

MARSHAL:...-he leans over to press another, longer kiss to his head- MARSHAL: Is there anything you need of me?

DREX: -and he smiles at that, and a few more tears fall, mostly from an emotion he can't quite describe, and he kisses Marshal back on his cheek, gently- DREX: No... this is all I need. DREX: Just you, and... the happiness I feel being here.

MARSHAL: -he lets go of Drex's hand to wipe the tears from his face- MARSHAL: Alright. -and he lets the silence fall, just enjoying a quiet moment between the two of them-

DREX: -stretches a little and shifts his position to get a bit more comfortable, looking around the room. he notices the air hockey table- What is that.

MARSHAL: -follows his gaze until he sees it- Ah. It is an air hockey table. A game, essentially. The goal is to hit the puck into the opposite goal and collect the most points.

DREX: Oh... I see. And that? -it looks like an arcade machine idk which one itd be thats ur pick my guy-

MARSHAL: That is Pac Man. Another game, the goal is collect the circles without being caught by your pursuers.

DREX: What is Pac Man like?

MARSHAL: It is a digital game. It is shown on the screen and you decide its actions with the controls.

DREX: No, I mean... what is he like? Is he not a man?

MARSHAL: Oh. No, he is a little...circle.

DREX: Then why is he... called Pac Man.

MARSHAL: I'm...unsure. -this has become a token line for him at this point-

DREX: Why does he wish to collect circles?

MARSHAL: I just believe that's...the goal of the game.

DREX: Seems... strange. DREX: -settles back against him- DREX: And what is that? -it's a vinyl player. probably grimsley's-

MARSHAL: It's a vinyl player. It's a rather...old method of playing music.

DREX: How does it work?

MARSHAL: I believe...it takes a record, which is similar to the movie disks you have seen, but larger. Then as it spins, the music plays.

DREX: Do you... have a record to play?

MARSHAL: Ah...the music player I believe belongs to Grimsley. I don't know if he would appreciate our...interference with it. -he grimaces at the thought of how overdramatically Grimsley would react-

DREX: Oh... I see. DREX: Yes, I believe that is for the best. My apologies. DREX: I have heard... little of Earthen music, admittedly. DREX: What kind of music do you enjoy?

MARSHAL:...Hm. I prefer to listen to music live, I think. And what I tend to prefer is instrumental.

DREX: Could you show me sometime?

MARSHAL: Well. I can't play myself, but I will find something. MARSHAL: What is music on Megalopolis like?

DREX: It is... not similar to the music here, I don't think. I have not heard any Earthen music that reminds me of it.

MARSHAL: Hm. It would be interesting to hear sometime.

DREX: I, admittedly... do not know how to play any instruments. It is a bit unfortunate.

MARSHAL: Mm, I understand that. I wish I had learned as well.

DREX: I believe Phyco knew an instrument. He kept it close to his desk.

MARSHAL: Perhaps we could listen sometime.

Starlight, Starbright

DREX: -stretches- Should we retire to your quarters? Or are there other things to see?

MARSHAL: -a small smile creeps on his face- If it's alright...I do have one more thing I wish to show you.

DREX: -and his eyes and freckles light up briefly- Yes, absolutely.

MARSHAL: -he smiles wider and pulls away from him, but still takes his hand. Then he leads them to an elevator. He takes a deep breath as he waits for it to arrive-

DREX: -hes never been inside an elevator and is admittedly a bit frightened being inside a Confined Box as he is, and when it starts, his hand reflexively rests on Marshal's chest and he holds his hand tightly-

MARSHAL: -they step on and when Drex gets close to him, he squeezes his hand. After pressing a button, they ascend upwards and he fills the air with speech-  MARSHAL: This trip has likely illustrated how difficult it is to get to the League. It is intentional. It's a final obstacle for anyone who wishes to challenge us. It also give us a certain amount of separation from the rest of Unovan society. This was to act as a means of defense but...-he sighs and shakes his head- Perhaps that was a naive notion.

DREX: It gives a sense of finality, I believe. DREX: You are able to reflect on your journey and prepare yourself for what lay ahead.

MARSHAL: -he nods- It is symbolic for those who come here. For those of us already here it can be...isolating, at times. Part of why we must provide everything for ourselves here from food to entertainment is because we don't have the luxury of finding it anywhere else. MARSHAL: -with a ding, the elevator stops. The doors open and they are immediately hit with the chilling but refreshing air of the outdoors. He smiles and squeezes his hand- MARSHAL: But there are...benefits, to being separated from the rest of society. MARSHAL: -he guides him out of the elevator by hand. They exit the elegant architecture of the large dome and onto the roof. There, he tilts his head up. They are met with a beautiful night sky, completely unpolluted by the light that is so common everywhere else, even in an area like Undella Bay. Stars and galaxies litter the firmament against the completely darkened backdrop of the rest of the mountains-

DREX: -he gives a sharp inhale as he exits, not at all affected by the chilly air, but instead, he finds himself enamored by the sight above him. he takes a few steps forward, his hands slowly cupping over his mouth, and he lets out a very shaky sigh- DREX: -his eyes are so filled with wonder- Marshal... DREX: Oh goodness...

MARSHAL: -he's seen this sky a million times before--it's what he sees on a nightly basis. So he's just watching Drex the whole time, smiling softly- MARSHAL: I was amazed myself when I first arrived here...it truly is spectacular.

DREX: -his hand slowly points up to what Marshal can only assume is one of the many many stars- Do you see those clusters of stars? I... I have been there. DREX: We call that cluster Ryzr. My father once... once took me there. I unfortunately cannot recall the names of the peoples who reside there, but they sold our planet their precious ores in exchange for our mushrooms. DREX: Fascinating how trade works, yes?

MARSHAL: -his eyes widen a little and he moves closer to Drex to follow where he is pointing. He hadn't been expecting this but thinking back, he doesn't know why not- MARSHAL: Yes, that's...extremely fascinating. MARSHAL: On Earth that is the head of the Seviper bearer constellation.

DREX: Fascinating... I believe the intersectionality of the constellations would mean that from... Megalopolis's trajectory, I believer Ryzr includes more star clusters on a separate plane than humans account for in their definition of the... Seviper-Bearer constellation.

MARSHAL: Well...our understanding of the stars has really only advanced in the last few decades. Before that, humans did not know what lie beyond...so we created imagery and stories from what we could see. They've shaped our narrative and have been our guide since our beginnings as a species.

DREX: -nods at him- All the same with Megalopolis, except... as time has went on, we have extended those contellations into a three-dimensional plane, and they have since become known as clusters defined by stars, rather than imagery.

MARSHAL: -nods thoughtfully, now watching the sky. He points as well- That one is the Teddiursa constellation. And next to it, Ursaring.

DREX: -nods, trying to see what Marshal is seeing-

MARSHAL: -he points them out and tries to both visually and audibly draw them out for him. He tells him the legends of the constellations, how the young Teddiursa wanted to see the moon reflected on its head so it climbed up into the heavens, and its mother followed after it. How a Seviper once attacked a village and a brave Machoke wrestled it away but to keep his people safe, he leaped into the sky where he now forever holds the snake. There's an enthusiasm and wonder in his voice as he recounts these stories-

DREX: -he listens intently, very fascinated by the story woven for him- DREX: That... That is beautiful... and very fascinating and whimsical.

MARSHAL: -he smiles, looking up at the sky- Each constellation has a story...one that has been passed down for thousands of years from person to person. They've helped us navigate the world both literally and philosophically. I believe one of our greatest losses has been to lose that to an excess of technology. But...there are still places and people who look to them. And our stories continue to be passed. MARSHAL: -he looks to Drex once more-

DREX: -he gives a smile to Marshal- I wish to learn as much of human lore as I possibly can. While... I suppose that is some distance away — after all, I still have to learn about human terminology — these sorts of things are so interesting to me.  DREX: Humans give such meaning to the world around them. They've given meaning to the land, the ocean, the sky... DREX: Megalopolis has done... no such thing. As I mentioned previously, our... star clusters were defined by imagery. But we never did make such stories as humans have.

MARSHAL: -he nods- I think it's one of the most important aspects of...being a human. It is part of our very nature, and it's what intertwines our history from the beginning to the present to whatever may come.

DREX: It is... strange to me. Our planet holds no such sentiments. For example, you have all since called Solgaleo a... a deity. A god. We as Megalopolans saw no such thing. DREX: I wish to know about the impact this world has on its people, and the cultural influences humans have since imprinted on the Earth they live in. DREX: What other constellations are there?

MARSHAL: -and he'll spend a good amount of the night pointing out the constellations and their stories. Some of them are pretty straightforward, others are a bit more outlandish--like a woman who turned into a Milotic after her lover spurned her, etc-

DREX: -and in exchange, Drex points out some of the other constellations and clusters that hold personal meaning to him. some even touch on his experiences from his captivity, but he speaks about them with an evenness and minimum pain- DREX: I remember this galaxy, you know. When I was captured, I... spent a fair amount of time in here. DREX: Humans call it the Milky Way, yes? DREX: I remember many more of these star clusters from when I was moving between spacecrafts, rather than... when I used to travel on surveys with my father. DREX: So I cannot recall to you the names of such planets. I... would not know their translation in my native tongue. DREX: -he trails off for a moment- Marshal... I... DREX: -he doesn't continue. he doesn't... want to ruin the moment- DREX: This is... all so wonderful. DREX: I am... trying to find other stars. If I can recognize them.

MARSHAL: -he listens as well. It's hard, hearing about Drex's experiences as a slave, but he knows it's only so much worse for him. When he cuts himself off, he takes his hand, just looking him over- MARSHAL: -and it's while he's staring at Drex's face staring at the sky, he reaches up to gently brush his fingers against his cheek- MARSHAL:...I've never really noticed until now but your face...is like a microcosm of the skies itself. Like...you have your own stars.

DREX: -he blushes at the gesture, causing his features to light up slightly and he just... stares at marshal for a moment. he actually cant think of anything to say, so he just... giggles like an idiot- Y-You think so...? -he finally asks but well he isn't even sure why he asked it. just for conversation's sake? who knows-

MARSHAL: -his eyes widen a little in wonder as they light up and he continues gently stroking his thumb across his cheek- MARSHAL: Yeah...it's exactly like that, honestly. It's...beautiful.

DREX: -he, impulsively puts his hand on his free cheek and laughs like a Damn Fool, wanting to hide his face. he doesnt even know why, especially since Marshal likes it so much- I, a-ah, um I. It. Th. I. B — Um. Ah. DREX: -puts a hand on his shoulder- That's very nice of you.

MARSHAL: -his eyebrows dip but he smiles, cupping his cheek. He laughs a little as well- Are you alright?

DREX: -why did he feel so warm. why was his throat so dry. im stealing ur line scad. why this. why me.- DREX: I —! Wh-Why yes. I'm-I'm. DREX: Dandy. -why did he say dandy-

MARSHAL: Alright... MARSHAL: -he runs his thumb over his cheek- MARSHAL: I’m not being...too much, am I?

DREX: -shakes his head in Marshal's hand- No...! N-No, no, of course not. DREX: I am just. Ah... not... used to this.

MARSHAL: -he thinks for just a brief moment to Elias but he doesn’t question it- MARSHAL: Ah...I understand. I can’t truly say I am either but...we’re learning together. MARSHAL: -he leans in to press a kiss to his forehead. When he pulls back, he hovers there, eyes flickering over his face. He hesitates- MARSHAL: Is it...alright if I kiss you?

DREX: -he's flushed a deep, deep blue as Marshal pulls away. what was with him today. was it the cold air? he's usually not this... what's the word. he can't even think of the word- DREX: Y-Yes... Yes you may. DREX: A-Anytime, really.

MARSHAL: -smiles and leans in, giving him a very gentle kiss on the lips. He holds it there for a few moments before pulling away-

DREX: -he manages to kiss back despite his fluster, only a little bit, his hands resting on his shoulders before Marshal pulls away- DREX: -and he slowly rests his head against Marshal's forehead, giving a quiet sigh- Ah... th-thank you? Is... this something I should thank you for?

MARSHAL: -he chuckles softly- I don’t believe so.

DREX: I-I must ask as well. Am I... too much at times... either? DREX: Perhaps not now, but... other times.

MARSHAL: No...anytime I have spoken up, you have always respected my wishes. That is...more than I could ever ask.

DREX: Okay... -quietly- okay... DREX: But if I ever happen to do anything that upsets you, or-or is excessive, please do not hesitate to let me know, okay...?

MARSHAL: I understand. And of course that goes for you as well...

DREX: -he gives a little smile and nuzzles Marshal's cheek- Admittedly, I am... um. Not used to this much affection. I never have been. DREX: I... always act this way.

MARSHAL: -again he thinks to Eliak but he isn't gonna bring it up jeez- MARSHAL: Well...if it ever makes you uncomfortable, please let me know...

DREX: Oh, no, no! I... I actually quite enjoy it. DREX: I just... happen to get very flustered, so I apologize...

MARSHAL: -he gives almost something of a smirk- As if I have not been flustered before...

DREX: Well —! You see, it's, ah. It's at least cute when you do it...

MARSHAL: -his eyebrows dip- It's cute when you do it as well...

DREX: -he buries his face in his hands to hide his glowing blush gee drex way to prove a point- Well...! I will not argue with you. This is... This is silly.

MARSHAL: -laughs a little- I suppose so. MARSHAL: -he pulls back to press another kiss to his forehead before drawing back. He wraps an arm around Dulse and pulls him to his side, looking up at the stars again-

DREX: -he manages to quiet down for a moment, but he's unable to quell his smile- I... I like our silly moments, too. All the same as the rest. DREX: And I like it when you... hold me like this, and say kind things about me, even if I, admittedly, do not know what to do in return. DREX: It's... overwhelming, but not... in a bad way...? Does that make sense?

MARSHAL: -he glances down at him, smiling before looking back up- MARSHAL: Yeah, I understand that. I've felt the same way at times.

DREX: -and he just smiles and leans in a little closer, looking up towards the stars, absorbing the sights, and he gives a content little sigh-

MARSHAL: -and he's just going to stay like this for awhile, in a comfortable, loving silence-

DREX: -he squeezes Marshal's hand and just enjoys the silence for a moment, but then he finally asks- Do you... not get cold up here?

MARSHAL: -he shakes his head-...I don't mind the cold. -and he squeezes him-

DREX: Are... you sure? -drex you're absolutely frigid to hold why are you even asking-

MARSHAL: -he chuckles a little- I'm sure. Why, are you cold? -is that.............a joke-

DREX: -looks him dead in the eyes- Freezing.

MARSHAL: -stares at him. But soon a smile cracks on his face and he bursts out into laughter, more genuine than Drex has likely seen. He grins and rubs his arm- Well, we should probably get you inside then.

DREX: -he laughs and grins- A little-known fact about Megalopolans is that we must be properly stored in freezers lest we melt.

MARSHAL: -laughs along- You should have let me know sooner, I would have cleared some more space out for you. MARSHAL: -he turns to walk them towards the elevator-

DREX: Perhaps I can sleep in your bath tub for the night if you fill it with ice. Wake me up for sunrise.

MARSHAL: I would hope not. I just washed the sheets in my bed and I'd like to think they're very comfortable. MARSHAL: -they get back on the elevator but Marshal keeps an arm around him as they descend-

DREX: I would sincerely hate to soil them  by melting in the middle of the night.

MARSHAL: You've done fine so far at the beach house

DREX: I'm surprised, really. DREX: Perhaps it is my frigid heart.

MARSHAL: Is that how you'd describe it?

DREX: I'm actually not sure at this point.

MARSHAL: -glances down at him. This doesn't feel very jokey anymore. He rubs his arm a little, silently urging him to go on-

DREX: Hm? Oh. Yes. DREX: As you must know. I am very cold. Physically or otherwise. -is he doing this right- DREX: I have no sense of emoting and am probably some sort of machine in disguise. DREX: -he giggles just a little- You saw just now — I nearly short-circuited at your compliment.

MARSHAL: -that brings a little smile back on his face- MARSHAL: You know, I have also been called a robot in my life. Perhaps that is why we are so compatible.

DREX: Perhaps this is why we are so bad at this. DREX: Two robots learning love for the first time.

MARSHAL: -well. You had a. And I had a. Hm.- MARSHAL: I'd like to think we are improving. -they exit the elevator and start to head towards his bedroom-

DREX: -okay but listen it wasnt really love those were fake fans- DREX: -finally gets to the bedroom- DREX: -stops- DREX: This is not the freezer.

MARSHAL: -puts his hand on the doorknob, glancing back at Drex- MARSHAL: Well...no, it is not. MARSHAL: -there's only so far his wit can go and he's used up basically all of it-

A Dour Turn

CW: Sexual Assault mentions, self-harm

DREX: -so then he walks inside of it and examines all the Marshal-y things about it-

MARSHAL: -and well, the first Marshal-y thing is that the room is rather bare. Of course, it seems just as advanced and stylish as the rest of the League but in terms of personal touches, it's rather empty. He has a mirror closet, a dresser with various makeups/skin care products/etc on it, and a bed neatly made with two nightstands next to it. There are some weights and other exercise equipment in the corner. A large window overlooks the mountains. But there are a few little touches...of Drex. The Makuhita plushie he was given is sitting on the corner of the dresser. Some of the candles and incense are arranged on the nightstands. And behind the dresser is a plain nightlight- MARSHAL: -he heads over to the dresser and begins to take off his jewelry, putting it in a box-

DREX: -he expected more.... Rockly Bal Boa. But he digresses, gravitating towards the window and looking out over the mountains with very wide eyes- DREX: -i also forgot to make him pack a spare set of clothes. or is that, like, in character idk anymore- DREX: -then he looks to the bed and smiles at the little Dewey plush and sits down at the foot of the bed, sort of just. kinda. not knowing what to do? but he's happy nonetheless-

MARSHAL: -he takes some makeup wipes and heads to the mirror, where he starts the painstaking nightly process. He glances at Drex in the mirror- You can make yourself comfortable.

DREX: -he takes off his shoes and kinda just, settles on the bed?-

MARSHAL: -it's a long process that includes some skincare but after he's done lotioning up his face, he looks over himself in the mirror, still in the dress- MARSHAL:...Drex? Could you...help me unzip this?

DREX: ...?? DREX: Oh, um. DREX: Okay? DREX: -oh dear. he's starting to flush- DREX: -and he gets up and tries to stop blushing like an idiot like god drex it's just marshal's back-

MARSHAL: -to be fair, if they've been sleeping together at the beach house, Drex has probably seen him shirtless. He usually sleeps in just pants, boxers at the MOST. But still, his back does look very good in this dress. Marshal faces the mirror, motioning to Drex where the zipper is on his back-

DREX: -so he just kinda, unzips the back of it and holds the back so the dress doesn't fall- DREX: Is this good?

MARSHAL: -he nods- Yes, thank you. -and he slowly and carefully slides the dress off of himself, leaning down to step out of it- MARSHAL: -And. Well. You can't exactly wear boxers with a dress, what you wanna mess up that sweet, sleek line? No. But he didn't go commando either. Instead, as he steps out, Drex is met with his boyfriend's thick bod, only covered in a small, tight pair of black briefs-

DREX: -WELP that's it scad. you killed him. you done killed him.- DREX: -he's still holding onto Marshal's dress, but he can't help but stare. And. Blush. a lot.- DREX: -slowly, hands him the dress,- DREX: ...Here you go.

MARSHAL: -he leans up with a deep sigh, rolling his shoulders a little. No don't Drex-- MARSHAL: -it's too late. He turns to face Drex. Those briefs are so very tight. He takes the dress with a tired smile- MARSHAL: Thank you.

DREX: -HE LOOKS AWAY VERY QUICKLY but its too late. he's seen it all. he's seen it ALL- DREX: Y-You're. Ah. DREX: Ah.......... DREX: Um. DREX: Thanks.

MARSHAL: -soon realizes Drex's strange behavior. Being a boxer, Marshal had to get over shame of his body pretty quickly. So it takes him a moment but soon it clicks- MARSHAL: Ah-- I apologize. -he holds the dress over himself to cover his body- MARSHAL: Am I-- making you uncomfortable?

DREX: N-No...! No, n-no. You. DREX: You look nice. -how does he look nice drex he's not wearing anything- I-I mean —! DREX: You're very pretty to look at. DREX: -bad. bad bad bad bad bad- I don't know how else to explain...

MARSHAL: -stares at him for a moment. Then he gets a look of realization- MARSHAL: Ah...yes. I understand. -he nods. He seems. Oddly subdued on the subject- MARSHAL: I will get changed then. You'll be alright here?

DREX: You're not... mad? Or-Or upset...? DREX: I. DREX: I actually feel quite... guilty. About this. I-I don't know how to explain...

MARSHAL: -he shakes his head- No. I understand the way that I am...viewed by others. The...appeal. That I have. MARSHAL: -he says as if he were explaining a BLT or some other mundane thing-

DREX: I-I'm sorry...

MARSHAL: -he shakes his head- It's alright. MARSHAL: -he pauses and then frowns a little- MARSHAL: Why would you feel guilty...?

DREX: I — well. I... I must admit, I. DREX: -he sighs nervously- When I very firstly met you... on-on the beachside when you first arrived, I... DREX: And even a few days after... DREX: You... must remember how I had... acted towards you, yes?

MARSHAL: -he nods slowly, silently urging him on-

DREX: -sighs- Okay. DREX: I... must admit I... DREX: I just found you attractive. DREX: Ph-Physically. DREX: -he bites back his lip and looks quite ashamed- And every time we spoke, I felt nervous. And... that was the sole reason why. DREX: I did not even realize it back then — not until Zinnia explained — but that... that was what it was. DREX: That was... all it was. At least for our first few encounters. DREX: And... And... I suppose that sole reason gave way to more reasons that I... ended up liking you so much. DREX: But still, I — that root reason... never changed. DREX: Not at first. DREX: Now those moments are over, and... of course, I like spending time with you and being with you for so many other reasons, but I... DREX: I still feel this way when I see you — um... more... undressed. DREX: And I feel... terrible. DREX: You are attractive, yes. But I... DREX: I do not know where... the line of... simply finding you beautiful, and-and... objectifying you... Where... DREX: If... DREX: If I am... objectifying you. DREX: -he gives a shaky sigh- I'm sorry...

MARSHAL: -and he doesn't outwardly show it, but his stomach does drop. He's felt like with his exposure to the world and his own sexualization, he'd come to learn the signs. When people were only interested in him because of his looks. And looking back...those signs had been there with Drex. But perhaps it's because of his general lack of experience with other men that he didn't see it right away. The previous encounters he had with men were...certainly different. But maybe he had been thinking Drex had seen more in him from the start. Now he knows the truth- MARSHAL: -his expression is unreadable. He's silent for awhile before he shakes his head- MARSHAL: It's fine. MARSHAL: -he goes over to the dresser to fish out a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt- MARSHAL: It isn't your fault. -his voice is flat- I am an object. I was crafted to be one. It's a natural byproduct of what I do. You can't help the feelings you have. They are...normal, in these circumstances.

DREX: -he feels the change in Marshal almost immediately, and it's only confirmed by the emptiness in his tone. he bites his lip and... he can't quite find it in him to cry. not yet.- DREX: You're not an object, Marshal. You are not. Please don't... don't say that. DREX: -quietly- Please don't say that... DREX: And you are not... fine. I'm starting to believe that is... -yeah, here they come- the quickest indicator that you are not. DREX: You're not an object, Marshal. And I... DREX: I'm so ashamed of myself that I ever... DREX: -he doesn't even know what to say. he'd felt this way with... several of the men at the beach house, and all he has to show for it is this pit of shame in his stomach- DREX: -he lets out a shaky sigh- There is so much more to you than that, Marshal. I saw this since... since the second time, I believe, that I met you. There was the sewing, and your ability to mend clothes, and your makeup that was, and still is, fantastic. DREX: And there's your patience to even put up with me. To even have had the patience to put up with my curiosity and my stupidity. DREX: Those reasons have moved away from just your body, Marshal. DREX: And I am just... so ashamed that I... let that be a reason at all. DREX: You... You deserve better than that.

MARSHAL: -he starts putting on his clothes, avoiding eye contact- It isn't about what I deserve, it is just my reality. This is a fact I've known and accepted about myself. I know what I am and what that means. It is simply...the truth. MARSHAL:...it doesn't invalidate the other aspects of my being. I'm glad you were able to see more and that we are together. Really. MARSHAL: -he emphasizes it, despite the dullness of his tone- MARSHAL: But...that doesn't change the truth either. I am an object. MARSHAL: But I'm also...yours. -he pulls his shirt over and leans up, looking down at him. There's a small smile on his face, but it is bittersweet-

DREX: -for once, he... he doesn't know what to say. he doesn't know what to do to make it right again. he only feels guilt, and feels... shame. he best shouldn't have said anything.- DREX: -and marshal's words are like a punch to the gut. they're a punch to the gut in a way he can't describe, and he feels winded, and his eyes snap up to marshal's, and then they... look through him- DREX: -he opens his mouth, then he closes it, his gaze slowly looking down to... nothing at all, and he trembles- I... DREX: I need a mo-moment. DREX: I'm s — I'm sorry. DREX: -and he very abruptly leaves the room and walks a good distance from the doorway. he feels. he feels sick inside. he can't place why.- DREX: -he can't place what it is. he just... slowly goes into a squat and puts a hand over his hand over his mouth and he can't... stop shaking- DREX: -he can't stop shaking- DREX: -and then it hits him- DREX: -he's just as bad as them. all of them. all of the faces he doesn't dare want to remember anymore. every single one who used him and toyed with him. now he was them, and marshal was his — - DREX: -and suddenly he can't see anymore- DREX: -and he doesn't remember when he starts sobbing uncontrollably, wailing and wailing-

MARSHAL: -The guilt starts to hit him as he sees Drex falling into a deeper pit of shame. Because he really isn't upset with him, he's just melancholy about his own life. He didn't mean to make it seem like so much of the blame was being put on Drex. He doesn't put any blame on him at all- MARSHAL: -but soon he says he needs a moment and practically runs out. Marshal almost reaches out to him but then pulls back. He needs his space...that's okay. He takes a deep breath and sighs deeply- MARSHAL: -rubbing his neck, he turns and is about to sit on the bed when he hears a cry- MARSHAL: Drex?! MARSHAL: -the fight AND flight instinct kicks in as he spins around and sprints out of the room, frantically looking around for whatever direction the crying is coming from-  MARSHAL: -finally he spots him, crouched on the ground. He runs over and falls to his knees beside him, putting a hand on his shoulder and the other on his back- MARSHAL: Drex, what's wrong, what happened?!

DREX: -considering his panic, he can't hear anything, or see, or feel. everything feels invisible. he wasn't even sure he was crying at all.- DREX: -but then he feels something on his shoulder, on his back, and considering where his mind was at the moment, he could only ever believe it was some threat, some punishment, something out there to hurt him and he shrieks, falling over onto his side and he curls his legs close to his chest, holding himself upright on one elbow, the other instinctively pulled towards his face in a cower- DREX: -and he stays still for a moment, tears still falling silently down his eyes, and he continues to hyperventilate, but he still... cannot process what just happened. who was after him. what they wanted- DREX: -and slowly... it comes into focus. he comes into focus, and only then does his arm lower from his face- DREX: -and he sounds... genuinely... confused- M...Marshal...? DREX: -and then the background comes back into full view, and the fear in Marshal's eyes. He doesn't understand any of it. why was he afraid? what was going on? What had... happened?- DREX: ...What's wrong...? -and... strange as the question was, it was genuine-

MARSHAL: -he gasps and pulls back when Drex screams and falls over. He scrambles to his feet, giving the other some space but now frozen in his spot. All he can do is watch in terror, useless and clueless as to what he could do- MARSHAL: -he just stares at him. His lip quivers slightly before opening- MARSHAL:...You...you were crying...and-- -he swallows hard. His voice is low and trembling-...screaming. MARSHAL: What...happened...?

DREX: -he looks over the room, then Marshal, and he tries not to think about why can't remember where he is. he looks over Marshal. he's... he's terrified. even through all of this, drex's breath is still choppy and tears still run down his eyes, but he can't... he doesn't feel it. he doesn't feel the emotion of it.- I-I was...? DREX: I... I'm sorry... I... DREX: I don't know... DREX: What did... DREX: -his eyes scan around absently for some thought or reason to form in his head and... something hazy comes of it, but he can't quite make it out- DREX: -quietly- I-I'm sorry...

MARSHAL: -he slowly goes to approach him again, very cautiously crouching down, but still leaving space between them- MARSHAL: Is this...because of what I said? Drex, I am not angry or upset with you. I...-his voice trails off, just looking over him in concern-

DREX: -he mouths quietly- What you said...? I... DREX: -and then it hits him again, and his expression of confusion just drops into shame and, like a puzzle, he feels everything again. he feels the tears on his eyes and feels himself tremble enough to tremble again, and he's back in reality and he can feel, but he doesn't panic- DREX: -and he lets out a very shaky, shaky sigh, and he looks away- No, I-I.... DREX: ..... DREX: -very quietly- You have every right to be angry with me, 

MARSHAL: -he scoots forward, inch by inch, but he's tense- MARSHAL: No...I'm not. The things that I said had...nothing to do with you. They are my own struggles, and I'm sorry I placed so much of that burden on you. But there is nothing you've said or done to upset me.

DREX: -he thinks to protest but he just feels so sluggish, so, so tired, and he murmurs out a very empty little- Okay...

MARSHAL:...I'm so sorry Drex. I never meant to...hurt you...in this way... MARSHAL: -his voice gets quieter and quieter. He almost reaches out to him again but pulls back once more-

DREX: It's okay... DREX: I'll... um. DREX: -he just shakes his head slowly. he doesn't even know what to say. he doesn't even remember what about what marshal said was so... bad. and that's probably for the best- DREX: I'll be okay.

MARSHAL: -he swallows hard. Everything fell apart so fast- MARSHAL:...I...I can set you up in the guest room, if you like. I-I can get you food, water, I can even take you home if you need-- MARSHAL:...What...whatever you need...

DREX: -he shakes his head again- No, I'll be fine, Marshal. I... DREX: I do not even remember... why I am out here.

MARSHAL: You left after our conversation...you said you needed a moment...

DREX: Okay... DREX: -he furrows his brows- I don't remember why I did that... DREX: I'm sorry.

MARSHAL: I don't...I don't want to say anything again if it will cause this to repeat. -there's a twinge of fear in his voice-

DREX: That's fine... DREX: But... I am okay now... you need not worry about that... DREX: -he finally looks up to Marshal, and his heart sinks at his expression- Marshal, I... I scared you. I'm sorry.

MARSHAL: I... MARSHAL: Of course I'm going to be worried. Drex, I-- did this to you-- MARSHAL: -his chest seizes a little and he goes to stand, though he doesn't move closer or farther away-

DREX: -by now, his tears have finally stopped and his breathing is working on leveling, but his voice remains quiet- You did not... mean it.

MARSHAL: -the words jumpstart something in him and he can feel his heartrate beginning to rise. He takes a step back- MARSHAL: That doesn't-- matter! MARSHAL: I don't-- I can't-- MARSHAL: -he looks around franatically and his own breathing is starting to increase. He shuts his eyes tight and tries to breathe deeply- MARSHAL: What. Do you need from me?

DREX: -the sharpness of Marshal's voice causes him to flinch and tense, and he finds himself shaking again, though... he doesn't otherwise react. at least he doesn't cry or scream, that is to say- DREX: -he murmurs quietly- I need us both to be quiet and calm down. DREX: -ironic that he says this, as he feels his throat nearly closing up- ...And breathe.

MARSHAL: -a lump forms in his throat and he turns away, walking down the hall. A few doors down, he stops and presses his forehead, forearm and fist to the wall. He breathes sharply and deeply-

DREX: -and as Marshal leaves, he puts his elbow to his knee and rests his hand against his eyes, and he feels a new wave of quiet tears start to fall. he doesn't sob; he only gives shaky breaths as his hand slowly slides up to his forehead. god, he feels so tired. he just wants to be held. and considering his previous panic that he can't even recall, he doesn't even understand why marshal won't-

MARSHAL: -sorry Drex. Eventually he turns around and leans back against the wall, sliding down it. He draws legs up and puts his face in his hands, just sitting there. The air seems to turn heavy around him-

DREX: -and in the time he has to himself, he can only think — what did he do wrong? what did he say wrong? and he traces back and back to what he can remember from their conversation — not even that, from just helping marshal out of his dress — and he traces it forward and forward until it hits him again. how he was flustered by his looks. how he was a fucking idiot and opened his mouth. and how marshal looked, and how he felt, and his words — - DREX: -and he presses his face into his hands and he stifles a sharp sob, and he forces himself not to panic again. he can feel everything that it was. he can feel all of the implications that made him panic and made him cry. but he doesn't panic. and he doesn't cry. he only shakes and lets the guilt seep in-

MARSHAL: -he doesn't mean for it to be heard but it's nearly impossible in the complete silence of the league- MARSHAL:...I knew I would do this.

DREX: -and when drex hears those words so faintly he feels fit to cry all over again- DREX: -he wants to just... get up and go to Marshal and not even care if he thinks he's worthy of it or not and just hold him, but he... he can't find the strength to get up, and he tenses up in his frustration of himself, his fingers tensing so sharply into claws and his jaw clenching before he just... lets it all go in defeat and buries his face in his hands again and he gives little whimpers and sobs- DREX: -he can't think of the right thing to do like this, and he'd be damned if he'd allow himself to approach Marshal again without that sort of preparation- DREX: -and he's just so, so angry at himself that he can't be okay right now. marshal needs him. what is he doing sitting here and crying-

MARSHAL: -he can hear Drex crying and it absolutely kills him inside but he's so afraid he's just going to make things worse. He can't do it. He can't do it himself- MARSHAL: -but he can't do nothing. Finally, he pushes himself to his feet and without looking at Drex, walks away, back into his room- -A few minutes later, Drex hears footsteps approaching him again. A hand reaches out to gently rub his back. It is...large, and thick, with three fingers- 

CLARESSA: -when Drex looks up there's the Momma herself, looking over him sadly-

DREX: -and when drex looks up, he looks so, so expectant, but then he looks and sees that it is not... marshal at all, and his expression drops almost immediately, along with his shoulders. he doesn't fight away from her touch but he certainly looks away- DREX: -very quietly- ....Please go away.

CLARESSA: -she pulls back. Her eyes flicker over him and she reaches out to gently pet his hair before toddling away like she's told- CLARESSA: -but it's only a few moments before she returns with a glass of water and an apple, both of which she places in front of Drex. Then she goes to sit across from him-

DREX: -and when she leaves, he feels... more awful. more guilty. and yet when she returns he feels........... Still more awful, only this time, frustrated. he isn't quite sure what would satiate this situation. he really isn't- DREX: I... DREX: Do not need your comfort, okay? DREX: I don't require. Nor wish for. Anybody's comfort. DREX: I don't know what to do... DREX: I. Should've. Done. More. -and he finds himself trembling to tears. again- And I did not. DREX: I did more when I should have done less, and I did so little when I should have acted. DREX: And this is all because of me. DREX: It was because of me. From the start. From the moment I laid eyes on him. DREX: I'm. Just. I just.... DREX: He... I.... DREX: -he manages to catch himself before he fully breaks down- DREX: And you are not. The person. I wish to be telling this to. I'm sorry. DREX: I don't mean that to be. Offensive.

CLARESSA: -just shakes her head like "it's fine" and gives him an encouraging smile. Still, she seems to be in some kind of thought, and she looks down the hallway that Marshal disappeared down, tapping her fingers together-

DREX: ...What does that mean. DREX: I don't wish to force him into conversation if he doesn't wish it himself. DREX: And he obviously doesn't wish it. So.

CLARESSA: -she grimaces a little at that, making vague gestures and noises. It's hard being a Pokemon-

DREX: -he wishes he could understand, but he is just... so tired- I don't... DREX: I don't know what you're trying to say.

CLARESSA: -she sighs and shakes her head. Pushing herself to her feet, she toddles over to a door and opens it, revealing another room with a bed. Whether this is the guest room or actually one of the residence's room is unknown. But then she looks to Drex. Then down the hallway. Then back at him. Then towards the open room-

DREX: You want me to... rest?

CLARESSA: -she gestures to the room. She gestures to the glass and apple. She gestures down the hall. Then she gestures aaalllll around. Basically she's telling you its what you want bro-

DREX: -shakes his head, his voice quiet and practically utterly defeated- I'm fine where I am... DREX: Thank you, though...

CLARESSA: -she nods, then goes to return to her seat, twiddling her fingers-

DREX: -and after a moment of saying that, he groans — out of frustration and anger and just trying not to cry again — and he rubs his hands over his face harshly- But I suppose I'll have to. DREX: -he looks over to Claressa and he looks and sounds... very empty. very tired- Where is he...?

CLARESSA: -she hesitates for a moment before looking down the hall. She points down it and then slowly raises her finger until she's pointing at the ceiling-

DREX: He's... up?DREX: Where... DREX: He is a floor... above? Must I take the elevator?

CLARESSA: -keeps pointing up and up before she stands up on her tippy toes, as high as she can go-

DREX: C... DREX: Can you take me to him?

CLARESSA: -she seems a little nervous. It's pretty obvious she's been told not to do that. But she's also Momma and she knows best. So she nods and toddles off to the elevator-

DREX: -he breathes a quiet, quiet sigh of relief at the panic that had been welling up in his throat, happy enough that she was able to move her feet in a direction at all, and he quietly follows behind her-

CLARESSA: -she reaches up to press the button to summon the elevator. They get on and she reaches uuuppppp to try and press the top button, the same one Marshal pressed to take them to the roof. But she's too short-

DREX: -presses it for her?-

CLARESSA: -she gives something of a chuckle and pats his side as a thank you. Then they begin to ascend. As they get close to the top, however, they both hear loud, muffled clanging of metal. Claressa winces a little and sighs deeply, shaking her head-

DREX: -he flinches slightly but otherwise, he doesn't move, his hands tensed into fists and he... almost knows what he's about to see when he arrives. he doesn't care. he doesn't care about anything Marshal says or feels he doesn't deserve. he doesn't care about that. he's tired. he's so, so tired. and he just wants them to stop being upset with themselves and upset with one-another and he just wants them to be able to talk and be close again-

MARSHAL: -eventually the elevator stops and the door opens. The architecture of the League has always been grand, which means there's a lot of extraneous pieces to add to the imagery. Marshal has placed himself besides one of those pieces, a metal spire at the edge of the building. There he is panting, hopping on the balls of his feet. Even in the faint light of the night it can be seen how much he's sweating. With a sharp inhale, he lets out a yell and pulls back his bare fist, ramming it into the spire. A metal clang echoes. He does this again, and again, and again-

DREX: -he doesnt really take in the sight and he knows the sound when he hears it. everything can be impressive and whimsical later. he just sees marshal, and that's all he needs to see. and he walks up to him from the side, hovering close but not... terribly close enough to startle. he's not even sure marshal could hear him approach, so he speaks up, though his voice is dry when he speaks- Marshal.

MARSHAL: -he gasps and snaps his head towards him. His expression is somehow both wild and exhausted, sweat dripping down his brow. For a moment, all he can do is stare at him in shock, mouth slightly open in a pant-...Drex...how did you-- MARSHAL: -his eyes flicker over his shoulder to see Claressa near the elevator. The two stare each other down and she folds her arms. He clenches his jaw and looks away from the both of them, silent-

DREX: It was upon my request. Don't blame her. DREX: -he tries... so hard to keep away from his emotions. he tries so hard to be stern, but when Marshal's eyes meet his, everything breaks away- DREX: -and he sighs very shakily- DREX: ...Can I please hold you? -his voice has a twinge of sorrow, and more than anything else, desperation-

MARSHAL: -he shuts his eyes tight at that. He wants to tell him no, to warn him that they can't continue on like this. He's already hurt him tonight and Drex has no idea about the other ways that he could hurt him in the future. The ways that he's hurt others- MARSHAL: -But another part of him wants so desperately to say yes and give in despite how selfish it feels. He came up here to release his emotions but only within a few words, this man has seemed to bring everything back- MARSHAL: -he shudders, and reaches up to clamp his hand over his eyes. From this distance, Drex can see that his knuckles are raw and bloodied. He inhales shakily and on the exhale, a small sob comes out-

DREX: -no it is... very hard to stay mad at him. it's very hard to stay emotionless. his voice is so soft and tender when he says his name- Marshal... -and he takes the smallest step closer. then... maybe one more- DREX: -and he shakes his head slowly, his hands reaching out very slightly- Just... forget about everything else. Forget about your apologies. Forget about what went wrong. Forget about your sorrow, and your self-hatred, and... and your frustration. DREX: I don't... care to think about that right now. I'm far too... sad to try and drag that out in conversation right now. DREX: We can talk later. We can think later. But I just... I just want us to be together right now. DREX: -and his sobs cascade down his voice- I want nothing else, really. DREX: -quietly- Please...

MARSHAL: -he just stands there, breathing shakily. Slowly, he lowers his hand. He turns to Drex and takes a trembling step off the ledge. And then another. But his legs seem to give out under him and he falls to his knees in front of him. With some hesitation, he lifts his head to look up at him. His eyes are so full of fear and sadness and small tears prick the corners of his eyes. Something in him cracks and he grimaces again before  he wraps his arms around him, burying his face in Drex's shirt. He's trembling so much-

DREX: -and he slowly lowers himself to his knees and easily wraps his arms around Marshal, bringing him so, so close, and he can't help but press a kiss to his forehead before pressing his cheek against it. and he immediately starts sobbing, holding him so so tightly, and he doesn't dare let go. he pets the back of Marshal's head gently, the other hand squeezing his shoulder, and he brings Marshal's head so that he can bury it in his own shoulder- DREX: -and he very gently rocks him, repeating a nearly-inaudible mantra through shaky breaths and gasps- It's okay... It's going to be okay... We're going to be okay... DREX: We're going to be okay...

MARSHAL: -it's a bit awkward with how tightly he's holding him but eventually they get to some sort of level positioning. He readjusts his arms but still hugs him tightly. He allows himself to be guided into his shoulder where he just cries. This might...be the first time he's ever cried in front of Drex. Whether or not he can hear the mantra, he can't bring himself to say anything in return-

DREX: -after a moment, he has to readjust, but they find their way eventually, and he loosens his grip as soon as he knows that Marshal won't try and walk away again. he doesn't want him to walk away. walking away only... only leads bad places.- DREX: -and he just pets him gently, rocks him gently as he cries, whispering a little louder now that he can find his own voice — 'It's okay.'- DREX: -and he'll continue this way until marshal finally manages to settle himself down-

MARSHAL: -eventually he does settle, becoming heavy in Drex's grip. He doesn't move, nor does he lift his head from his shoulder. But he does murmur against him-...I'm so sorry... MARSHAL:...I wanted this to be a good time for you...

DREX: -he hushes him gently- Don't think about that. Not right now. DREX: We can talk once we're both... entirely settled. And I mean to say... entirely. Settled. Okay? -he brushes his fingertips through Marshal's hair down close to his ear- DREX: -he turns as best as he can to Claressa- Miss Claressa, can you... do you have... bandages?

CLARESSA: -she straightens and nods, going to toddle off- 

MARSHAL: Wait. -he stirs and shifts. He gives Drex one last squeeze before pulling away from him, shakily pushing himself to his feet- MARSHAL: We should just...go inside. I...want to clean up, fully. MARSHAL: -as he stands, he keeps a grip on Drex's arm, albeit a gentle one, and attempts to pull him to his feet as well-

DREX: -and Drex pulls away slightly but he helps Marshal stand up, and he can very well bear the brunt of his weight.- DREX: -and as Marshal finally allows his face to be visible, Drex gently cups his cheeks, rubbing them, allowing the cool feeling of his skin to at least offer some relief-

MARSHAL: -he can't help it, he naturally leans into his touch. But eventually he moves his face over to press a kiss into Drex's hand. He just looks so tired-

DREX: -and he presses his forehead against Marshal's, looking equally tired, but he doesn't care. he doesn't care. and he tilts his head and presses a little kiss on the side of his nose before he pulls away, keeping a hand on his back, then moving it and eventually he wraps both of his arms against one of Marshal's. he would hold his hand at this point, but he doesn't wish to strain his knuckles anymore than they are-

MARSHAL: -he gives a shaky sigh at all of that but just accepts it and goes to move to the elevator. Claressa is waiting for them there. As they pass, she puts a hand on Marshal's side. He looks down at her wearily and pats her head, despite it all. Soon they all board the elevator and take it down to the dorming area. Marshal walks sluggishly, leaning some of his weight against Drex, barely processing how easily he's being held up. But eventually they all stop in front of a door- MARSHAL:...I'm going to clean up...if that's alright. You can...do whatever you need to.

DREX: -he gives a weak little laugh- I feel like I might have to as well... DREX: I sullied up all of my clothes by crying too much, and I feel... DREX: I need a shower. DREX: However you want to go about it... but we should clean your hands before anything else.

MARSHAL: Mm -he nods- It's whatever you feel most comfortable with. 

CLARESSA: -she huffs and grabs Marshal by the wrist, dragging him into the bathroom. She's going to start rummaging around for the bandages and disinfectant-

 MARSHAL: -just stands there a little awkwardly as he waits-

DREX: I don't really care... DREX: My only problem now is that I... do not have a proper change of clothes.

MARSHAL: You could...borrow some of mine. Though they will probably be large on you. 

CLARESSA: -she pesters Marshal along until he's sitting on the toilet, where she begins to tend to his wounds. There's a sense that this isn't the first time they've done this before-

DREX: -shakes his head- I don't mind at this point... DREX: ... DREX: But if it's comfortable, and it smells like you, you're not getting it back. -he's trying to be funny. he's too tired- DREX: -he watches the two go on and... well, he was actually going to do it, but Claressa looks to be the expert on these things, so he leaves them be-

MARSHAL: Hm. -it like. almost sounds like a laugh?? he's also very tired-

CLARESSA: -when she finishes, she puts both hands on his legs. He looks down at her and the two exchange a silent, but knowing look. She reaches up to gently pat his face and pet his hair. Then she steps back- 

MARSHAL: -he sighs deeply and looks up at Drex-...do you want to shower here? I could show you another bathroom, or...

DREX: -shakes his head again- I don't... DREX: It's. DREX: Whatever you want to do, Marshal. I don't. I'm too tired to think. DREX: Give me a direction and I'm certain I will go that way.

MARSHAL: -he pushes himself to his feet- Here, you can have this bathroom. I'll make sure some clothes are left for you. Feel free to use anything else you may want or need. Then...we can meet in...my room?  MARSHAL:...only if you want. The guest bedroom is still an option for you. MARSHAL: Or...the freezer I suppose. -there's the faintest smile-

DREX: -he gives the smallest snort- While I'm gone, I'll need you to go downstairs and fill a bucket or two with ice to deliver it to me. DREX: So I can finally sleep. DREX: Also, you won't get the bathroom back. DREX: -then he gives a soft little smile- Truthfully, Marshal, I... I don't want to be away from you.

MARSHAL: -smiles a little more at the joking but it fades- MARSHAL: You...want me to...stay with you?

DREX: -he. he doesn't know what that means- Y...Yes...?

MARSHAL: Like...in here?

DREX: -he kind of blushes thinking about it- DREX: ...If you can stand to see me naked.

MARSHAL: -he flushes as well, deeper than Drex- MARSHAL: Of course-- I mean-- I'm not attempting-- I'm just trying to clarify your meaning-- MARSHAL: -see he can get flustered too-

DREX: -and okay he definitely smiles widely at that, chuckling softly- Marshal, I'm... I'm too tired to think about all of these sorts of implications. DREX: You can either stay or go. -he chuckles- I am showering either way. DREX: ...Might make it faster if you stay, though.

MARSHAL: I. Uhm. I-I'll get you some clothes. -bright red, he turns and quickly makes his way out- 

CLARESSA: -she looks between the both of them, shakes her head, and goes to follow Marshal-

DREX: -he gives another low chuckle- I'm sorry, Miss Claressa. DREX: -and well. he's not sure if marshal's planning on putting his clothes in the bathroom with him or leave it out on the bed or what, so he just... decides to start undressing what he can — of course, his outer accessories like his scarf and his jacket, and eventually starts unbuttoning his shirt-

Reconciliations and Reflections

CW: NSFW (nothing overtly sexual, but some discussion of genitalia), discussions of abuse

MARSHAL: -by the time he's finished unbuttoning his shirt, there's a knock at the door-

DREX: -and he goes to open it, taking a little peek out. marshal can see how his freckles extend down his arm and onto his hand, glowing very faintly. more curious than that, it seems, is the harsh white scarring on the back of his arm in the pattern of thin, thin lightning bolts that snake some distance horizontally- DREX: Have you come with your least valuable shirt?

MARSHAL: -he can't help it, of course his eyes wander. It's like people who are attracted to each other are going to look at and be attracted to them isn't that right Marshal. But he quickly snaps his eyes back up when he's been addressed- MARSHAL: Ah-- not least valuable. But smallest. -he goes to give him a tshirt back from when he first started his journey years ago. It's very worn, and has a faded, unintelligble design on the front. He hands that to him as well as his smallest pants, but those definitely will never fit him. He tried

DREX: -he opens the door a little more so he can take the clothes from Marshal, holding the pants out over him and yeah its just never gonna happen- DREX: I could just... wear my boxers. DREX: -he gives an apologetic little smile-

MARSHAL: -flushes a little bit. His eyes wander again but he just looks away- MARSHAL: Ah yeah...my apologies. -he goes to take the pants back-

DREX: -he hands it back gently, but then he moves his hands behind Marshal's head and pulls him a little closer, nuzzling their foreheads-

MARSHAL: -he's a little surprised by the gesture, but he doesn't pull away- MARSHAL: Are you...going to be alright? Not wearing your...usual clothing? MARSHAL: -because he does have some basic understanding of the issues Megalopolans have-

DREX: I... I should be fine. I'll be under a blanket, after all. That should offer some protection.

MARSHAL: Okay. MARSHAL: -he still doesn't move away, just enjoying the feel of Drex's skin against his own-

DREX: You know, I... I don't think I want to be away from you. I really don't. DREX: -and he runs a hand through Marshal's hair-

MARSHAL:...do you...want me to come in?

DREX: But I don't... want to force you. DREX: If you don't want to, I will be fine. I promise.

MARSHAL: It’s...alright. I just...want to know what you’re comfortable with...

DREX: And I want to know what you are comfortable with, too.

MARSHAL:...I...don’t mind it but...considering our conversation, I just don’t want to...hurt you again...

DREX: -he whispers quietly- You're not going to hurt me. I promise you, you're not going to hurt me.

MARSHAL: -hesitates- Please just...tell me what you wish of me. I just want to make this better...

DREX: -he gives a little exhale- I want us to be together. That's all. Even if we don't say anything, I just... want to hold you, and-and feel you, and... I don't want to let you go. I don't... want to be apart from you. DREX: Even if we shower together, just... doing that — just holding one-another — then that is enough by me. DREX: But I understand the... showering aspect... might be uncomfortable.

MARSHAL:...-flushed a little-...only if you think so...

DREX: -shakes his head- I... I don't think so. DREX: I might blush, a-and well, get flustered. But that is because, well... you're b-beautiful. -he... hesitates with his words, wandering into this territory again very, very carefully-

MARSHAL: -he swallows hard, his eyes flickering down Drex’s body-...you are as well.

DREX: -he pets Marshal's cheek gently, and he can... sense a sort of discomfort from him- DREX: -he smiles softly- Thank you... DREX: I, um. I must apologize for... -he glances down at himself very briefly — at the myriad of scars that line his chest and arms, all the way up until his neck- ...if it makes you uncomfortable.

MARSHAL: -his eyebrows dip and he reaches out, placing his hands on his shoulders and running them down his arms- No...never.

DREX: -he gives a shaky sigh of relief at that- Okay... thank you... DREX: -and he sort of repeats the motion Marshal does with his own hands and helps ease him into the bathroom, only letting go with his left hand to put his shirt on the sink-

MARSHAL: -is shuffled into the bathroom. He pulls away and after an awkward pause, starts to take off his shirt-

DREX: Oh, I also must say, I... know humans have a preference for the shower at the highest setting. I... do not. DREX: It will be a. Cold shower.

MARSHAL: I told you, I don’t mind the cold. -he sliiiides his sweatpants off-

DREX: -he gives a small smile and tries to think of some dumb ice box joke but nothing comes to mind, so he lets it slide- DREX: -and he looks back over Marshal and gives a long inhale before blushing again, then looking away and putting a hand over his burning cheeks- DREX: -and he just sort of tries to think about his own damn self and unbuckles his belt, shrugging off his jeans. thank god he wasnt planning on sleeping in those-

MARSHAL: -he glances behind him at Drex, eyes flickering over him. But...he won’t be the first to completely undress. So instead he goes to turn on the shower-

DREX: -and he's. actually very nervous to fully undress, for the obvious reasons. in his mind he ideally imagined everything just being. very uneventful. and he worries this won't be like that. he tries to push away all of the traumatic thoughts to the back of his mind; this is marshal. marshal is different.- DREX: -and with a low exhale he takes off the rest-

MARSHAL: -he catches a glimpse at him taking everything off and takes a deep breath. Everything will be fine. He takes off his briefs as well and folds them with the rest of his clothes. But he doesn’t turn to Drex-

DREX: -and now theres these two fools completely naked and staring at the opposite walls from one-another. what Fucking Fools. drex this is all your fault- DREX: -and he inhales deeply- DREX: You are not. Looking at me, are you? -he doesnt ask with worry, really. it's more curiosity than anything-

MARSHAL: Ah...no. But you asking means...you are not looking either? -the FOOLS-

DREX: -and Marshal can just hear drex giggling, starting small, but it eventually grows into a fit- No, I'm not. -and he can hear the smile in his voice- DREX: I can't believe.... DREX: Should. Do. Do you want to look... first? Do we both close our eyes and... both... open them at the same time?

MARSHAL: -he can’t help but laugh a little as well- Perhaps we should just...get into the shower?

DREX: Not looking at each-other...?

MARSHAL: I’m sure we shall...while we are maneuvering...

DREX: -he's still just laughing like a fool- Oookay. DREX: Whatever... Whatever works best for you. I'll go first. -and he slides the glass door and steps inside, and the water is waaay too hot for his comfort, but it's that kind of hot where you get used to it after a second and it actually feels nice-

MARSHAL: -as Drex goes, he turns towards him and gets a glimpse of dat booty. He's already blushing a little as he goes to follow in after them. The League is nice and their showers equally so but they aren't necessarily gigantic. So they're pretty close together- MARSHAL: Mm...does it feel alright for you?

DREX: I'll be fine, yes. -and he finally... turns to Marshal, still giggly, and enough tired that honestly for the first few moments he looks at Marshal and hes just completely thinking this is 100% fine. and he just puts a hand on his shoulder and rests his forehead against his chest- I'm so tired... DREX: You look nice, too. -he says that like hes complimenting some outfit Marshal's wearing-

MARSHAL: Ah...thank you? -he laughs a little- You do as well... MARSHAL: -he pets his hair a little, which is already getting wet- MARSHAL: -and well. Drex. You have the best view-

DREX: Why didn't we just do this the first time...? -he asks it rhetorically, because honestly? now that hes thinking back on it, he just can't... pinpoint why he freaked out like he did. why he worded things the way he did, or even why he felt guilty over looking at Marshal's body. he's pretty. that's all there is to it. this didn't need to devolve like it did and he still blames himself for causing it but it all feels so stupid in his mind- DREX: -and he sighs and shakes his head, lifting it to look to Marshal. he didn't really... care to focus on his junk or anything; really, his eyes had been closed until he looked up again, and he sighs and stretches and rests his hands against Marshal's shoulders- Do you... want to sit down? -he looks down to the floor of the shower- Can we sit down?

MARSHAL: -and he's starting to feel that same regret, looking over Drex. Of course lovers are going to look at each other's bodies. Why was he letting his past define this relationship? He feels shame- MARSHAL: -he puts his hands on his shoulders and rubs them up and down his arms- MARSHAL: Generally...people don't sit down during a shower. The faster we clean ourselves, the sooner we can rest?

DREX: -and then he thinks back- Marshal, your legs gave out on you on the upper floor. Please... sit down. DREX: We can reach up to the stand and grab the products and still do most everything... sitting down, can we not?

MARSHAL: I've...never done it that way before. MARSHAL: I am feeling better though...

DREX: -quietly- Still... I don't want you to fall again. DREX: -he kinda devolves into giggles as he says- Because it won't just be my shirt you fall into...

MARSHAL: -he flushes and instinctively his eyes start to travel downwards but he Stops that shit and quickly looks away- A-ah-- uh-- I-I suppose that's--

DREX: -he quietly laughs- Please sit...

MARSHAL: -he sighs deeply and goes to awkwardly maneuver himself. It's a little difficult with the size of the shower and he just sort of awkwardly lowers himself to his knees-

DREX: -and he also kinda manages to squat down, but there's enough space next to Marshal that he can kinda squeeze in if Marshal scoots a little- Okay, this is... harder than I thought. DREX: But we can...? At least. -and he gives a content sigh once he's fully sat down, happy to not have to carry his weight-

MARSHAL: -and he does scoot to give him room and while he's doing that he does get. A peek-

DREX: -and well he'd basically see something that kinda looks like a vagina? it's a little different considering well he's... an entirely different species. but it's not dissimilar?- DREX: -a lot more of his works and functions are Within so theyre not clearly visible yet so thus far it doesn't look. too strange- DREX: -but soon he brings his knees together and a little close to his chest and marshal cant really see anymore. not that he'd want to i'm sure- DREX: -he leans against Marshal's shoulder and sighs again- DREX: -his voice is quieter now when he speaks, with less humor, but... more tender. marshal might be familiar with this voice by now that it's his comforting voice when they're upset or hurt or when marshal's scared- We can talk about it all now if you are comfortable doing so.

MARSHAL: -he wasn’t sure what he was expecting. In fact, he doesn’t even feel like he had a long enough look to process what he was seeing- MARSHAL: -when he’s addressed, he suddenly feels extremely vulnerable. Very much so. Not only must he bare his feelings but he must do it base ass naked? He rubs his arm- MARSHAL: If it’s alright...I think I would rather clean ourselves...and maybe speak once we’ve settled in bed...

DREX: Okay. That's fine. DREX: -and he really is fine with it. of course now they had settled down as Drex has advised so he had just... figured he would ask- DREX: ...Can I wash your hair?

MARSHAL: I...suppose so? I certainly don’t have as much as you though -he chuckles a little-

DREX: Well... yes, that is true. But you can wash my hair, then.

MARSHAL: I suppose so. -and he reaches up to grab some product for them-

DREX: Okay... can you... show me how to wash your hair correctly? It seemed self-explanatory, but... DREX: The woman who cut my hair spoke many words and said there was a proper way.

MARSHAL: Yeah...I'll do you first. MARSHAL: -he gently takes Drex's shoulder and pushes him under the stream of water. Once he's good there, he pours some product out into his hands and rubs them together. Then he is going to gently massage Drex's scalp-

DREX: -and he has to admit he didn't really... do it like That before. he would kinda rub and rub but it almost feels like a head massage, and he closes his eyes and just sort of Feels marshal's fingertips- Oh... this feels nice.

MARSHAL: -he smiles gently and continues. While he's doing it, he lets his eyes trail down Drex's shoulders and back, just taking in the freckles, scars, and everything else-

DREX: -and albeit he brings no attention to it, marshal can see... so many scars. so many ugly scars. whiplashes, cigarette burns, claw marks, discoloration from what looks like acid burns. down his spine and in continuation from what he'd seen on drex's arm is a singular sharp white lightning scar that goes down his spinal column with the top end distrupting his hair line slightly, and splits four ways down his arms and legs- DREX: -his unmarred skin is littered in freckles that glow very faintly, some not at all that are faced more towards the bathroom light-

MARSHAL: -he pauses a moment and leans down to kiss the center of the scar that splits on his spine. Then he gently pushes him forward to start rinsing out his hair-

DREX: !! DREX: ...? -and marshal can slowly see his cheeks and his shoulders beginning to bloom with a slight blush. and he closes his eyes and feels the warm water rush through his scalp- DREX: -he sputters once he finally stops feeling the soapy water- Did you kiss me just now...?

MARSHAL: Y...es? -he says with some hesitation, like maybe he wasn't supposed to. He takes his hands off of Drex, letting him move freely-

DREX: Oh. I was curious as to what that was, is all. DREX: -he looks over his scars on the back of his hand- DREX: You know... after... after the massacre... DREX: And I was captured... I... DREX: These... are not the scars from when they wiped my memory. They used a technology called electromagnetic wave manipulation. DREX: It is... physically harmless. It leaves no scars like these. DREX: I... DREX: They did... this to me... for no reason at all. No reason besides to sate their sense of disproportionate retribution. DREX: They did it to all four of us. They assaulted us, electrocuted us. All off the record. All unethical. Just because they wanted to. DREX: -his hand hovers out in front of him and his eyes wander down his arm- It's disgusting.

MARSHAL: -he listens with a frown, his heart breaking- MARSHAL:....but you are still here. You are stronger than them. MARSHAL: -he runs a hand down Drex’s back-

DREX: -he's quiet as Marshal speaks- I know. I'm not... ashamed of how I look, nor the scars I bear. DREX: Sometimes I just... find it... important... just to say. DREX: Without... fear. And without recurring trauma. Just to mention it because... DREX: ...They got away with this. DREX: They thought they could do what they wished with me, since... I would just forget moments later. And I did, but... DREX: ...I remember now. DREX: And I want... others to know that. I want them to know what they did to me. DREX: I want them to know it was wrong. DREX: And I don't want to be silenced.

MARSHAL:...you won’t be. Whatever you think is best...I will support you. MARSHAL: Just...please try to remain safe.

DREX: -he gives a light sigh- Things are... different now that the government has pardoned me. I am still... upset with the way things were handled. I am... upset with the way they treated us, and... how they are attempting to make all of this simply... disappear. DREX: I... still don't know what happened to the other three. They won't tell me. DREX: For now, I'll... just try to recover what I can from my memory. And try to move forward from there. DREX: I'm still not sure if it is... wise to continue pursuing these matter — no, I'm... absolutely certain it is not — but I cannot... DREX: I feel like justice was not served. I know it was not.

MARSHAL:...it seemed there were others in Megalopolis who felt that injustice. Those who wished to...take your example.

DREX: Yes, I know. DREX: But I... I fear for them. DREX: I am only... beginning to recall who I was before those events. I was a different person entirely. I am... I am not sure you would even... like me as I was. DREX: I was very passionate. But I was also... deeply hurt. And scarred. And aggressive. DREX: I don't wish for others to follow that example. I was very rash. Passionate, yes, but... but very rash.

MARSHAL:...we were all different people when we were younger. I’m sure you would not like when I was younger either.

DREX: -he doesn't actually think he wants to question that- DREX: I... If you say so, then... I think it's true. DREX: Then again, I... forgive my younger self. DREX: ...I went through a lot. And it made me... very bitter. Very understandably... bitter. DREX: And I never wanted to be treated as I was... ever again. I still do not. DREX: But... now there is a disconnect from the trauma I faced. So I suppose now, I can move on. Without that resentment.

MARSHAL: -he’s quiet at that. He goes to hand him the bottle- MARSHAL: Would you like to wash my hair now?

DREX: Oh! Um. Sorry... DREX: Yes... Yes I could. -and he takes the bottle gently, flushing in embarrassment-

MARSHAL: -he smiles small and goes to turn, his back now to Drex-

DREX: -and he squats down, and he actually puts the bottle down for a second, and he hesitates a moment, still blushing. but then he lets his hands run from Marshal's shoulder blades to the edges of his shoulders, and he plants little kisses from the top of his back to the base of his neck, and ends by nuzzling his nose against the back of his head close to his hairline- DREX: -and then he gets up again and take the bottle- DREX: -and he's blushing so badly why did he do that why did he do that why did he do that why did he do that why did he do that why did he d-

MARSHAL: -sits there and shivers a little bit at the nuzzle. He gives a content sigh- MARSHAL:...you...are too good for me.

DREX: -if only Marshal could see him freaking out in the back rn- DREX: Y-You liked that...? DREX: I'm sorry; I... I didn't ask. DREX: If. DREX: It was okay before I did it.

MARSHAL: Of course... MARSHAL: -he looks down at his hands. The bandages are wet and soapy but still functional- MARSHAL:...even just an hour ago, I never could have imagined...

DREX: -and he turns the shampoo bottle upside down cuz it won't squeeze out the Goods, and he shushes Marshal gently- Don't think about that right now... DREX: You don't have to feel guilty. We... DREX: We both reacted quite... viciously, I would say. DREX: In ways we did not intend. And we ended up in places we... did not mean to. DREX: But we can learn from this. DREX: I'm...  DREX: Actually quite glad that all of this is happening so soon. Is that strange? Allow me to explain... DREX: It... allows us to see... where our problems lay. And right away, we can work on solutions, sooner rather than later. DREX: And it gives us more time to... to heal. DREX: And to grow. DREX: And even in a situation like this — and yes, you said you didn't wish to speak of it in full until after we've dressed, so I won't mention much further — but... even now, we... DREX: We bear no ill-will. DREX: At least I don't. Not towards you, and... not towards myself, either. DREX: I don't... feel any emotions attached to the event. Not anymore. DREX: And I don't say that to sound... dismissive of it. I just... don't feel... visceral about it. Does that make sense?

MARSHAL: -he listens intently and allows it to sink in. He stares at the wall across from him- MARSHAL:...Yeah. It does.

DREX: -he feels the smallest pang of anxiety- Did I... upset you...?

MARSHAL: No. I’m upset at myself, but it is nothing that you have done. MARSHAL: I still have...massive strides to make on my journey. I sometimes just fear the ramifications of those who take it with me.

DREX: Mm... as do I. DREX: But what I most fear is... what I do not know. DREX: I... -he intends to continue but gets distracted at the shampoo bottle and he furrows his eyebrows, shaking it a little more and squeezing and he ends up bonking Marshal's head like once or twice before the shampoo comes out- Oh! Sorry... DREX: -he snorts- Sorry... DREX: -and he puts the bottle down and just apologetically starts to mimic the motions Marshal did for him with washing his hair-

MARSHAL: -barely flinches at being hit- It’s alright MARSHAL: -he shuts his eyes and breathes deeply, taking in the sensations of having his hair be washed. He attempts to concentrate on it to break from his toxic trail of thought-

DREX: -and all the bubbles start to form and my god there's a lot of bubbles- DREX: -his eyes actually widen a bit. in all of his time showering he. never really recognized them because it was always above his own eyes- DREX: -and so he kind of... looks at his hands, and then takes a little scoop from the foam on top of Marshal's head, feeling how light it is- DREX: -and he smiles. it's that sort of childlike glee kids feel seeing bubbles- You look very silly with all of this shampoo, how it formed on your head. DREX: Did I look like that just now?

MARSHAL: -he smiles and chuckles a little- Yeah, you did. I assume at least. 

DREX: -quieter now- You look silly. DREX: Okay... -and he tilts Marshal's head back and he squats down a little so the water can rush over his hair. the way he's done it is if Marshal opened his eyes he could see Drex but why would he he'd get water in his eyes-

MARSHAL: -that is true. Instead Drex gets a nice view of his face, which is almost starting to look peaceful-

DREX: -and he smiles, rising a little and stepping closer to him, blocking up up the shower head slightly, and he puts his hands on Marshal's shoulders and kisses the top of his head, then his forehead-

MARSHAL: -and feeling a lack of water, he does open his eyes a crack to look up at Drex-

DREX: -and he sees him smiling, and he wraps his arms around marshal's neckline, kissing his temple before nuzzling it-

MARSHAL: -he nuzzles him back a little-...Perhaps we should finish cleaning ourselves and head out?

DREX: Hm...? Oh, yes. Okay. DREX: -and he snags one more tiny kiss on his forehead before letting go and standing up-

MARSHAL: -he smiles and goes to stand as well. He’s. Planning on washing himself-

DREX: -and Drex kinda gathered that? but i don't think he's Fully gathered that- DREX: -and his eyes flick over to the body wash like, who goes first-(edited)

MARSHAL: -he’s taking initiative and pouring some body wash on his hand. Then he’s going to. Lather Himself Up. Enjoy the show Drex-

DREX: -and he kinda... clasps his hands close and he feels his blush coming on. he made it this far without thinking about the fact that marshal just has his junk out for drex to see. it was a good run while it lasted-

MARSHAL: -it was. And he's assuming that Drex is going to be focused on washing himself while he does this so he's not acting too reserved or self conscious in his washing-

DREX: -YEAH thats probably a good idea so he just kinda turns around to the opposite wall and grabs the body wash once marshal puts it down and just kinda does his own thing and now theyre not looking at each other again despite both agreeing that their shared nudity is fine and i cant handle these idiots- DREX: -lather up, drex. dont think about marshal's butt-

MARSHAL: -once he's done he steps under the water to rinse himself off, letting out a hum-

DREX: -and he isnt done so have more freckle butt, marshal- DREX: -but he slowly finishes up and hes covered in Suds and he turns around to Marshal under the showerhead and he just. awkwardly waits.-

MARSHAL: -he does catch a glimpse at the freckle butt. Which he. Looks at. But he averts his gaze when Drex turns to him and clears his throat- MARSHAL: -he steps out of the way, making room for him-

DREX: -and he just kinda laughs awkwardly as the only indication thus far that welp this is just Weird isn't it- DREX: -he almost wants to address it but how would he even. why would he even.- DREX: -so he kinda just steps into the water and reaches his hand out for Marshal's-

MARSHAL: -blinks at Drex’s hand. You don’t want to? Okay. He takes his hand while he rinses off-

DREX: Be honest with me, Marshal. Is this... uncomfortable for you? -he sounds curious as he asks- DREX: Even the smallest amount?

MARSHAL: I...suppose a little bit. But not as much as I...originally feared.

DREX: -he gives a little sigh of relief at that; he... worried he might be the only one for a moment. He reaches for Marshal's other hand and squeezes it- I feel the same way... DREX: I thought this would be more devastating. I thought I might. Faint? DREX: -he laughs softly- Why do you think we feel this way? We both... agreed to do this. We both agreed that this is okay, and we were both aware we would. See one-another like this. I don't understand.

MARSHAL: -his eyebrows dip at that and he shakes his head- I...don't either, I must admit. I really just wanted to make you feel safe and comfortable... MARSHAL:...I suppose some of my apprehension came from the events of earlier tonight but... MARSHAL:...-he sighs and squeezes his hands- Suffice to say, I was wrong. But I don't think we need to extrapolate on it while we're...like this.

DREX: -he gives a small smile- Yes, you're right. I'm — albeit a bit... awkward — I'm happy with how we handled this. And. I. Hope that, um. DREX: -he looks away and blushes with a little laugh- Hope that we can feel... less awkward about each-other's nudity. In the future. DREX: -he feels so silly as he says all of this. really he feels to go between "it's just nudity" and "my god, he's naked" far too frequently, and he doesn't know what to d o-

MARSHAL: -he blushes a little as well- I...will make an effort. I'm sorry this has been so...odd.

DREX: It's... certainly an experience. DREX: And this is the most I've ever seen of you! -he's trying to be cheeky help him-

MARSHAL: -he chuckles and shakes his head- Yes...I would say the same for you. MARSHAL: -he sighs- Well...I suppose we should dry off now?

DREX: Yes, I-I should think so.

MARSHAL: -he smiles and reaches behind Dulse to turn off the shower. Then he opens the door to grab them both a towel, handing one to him before wiping himself down-

DREX: -he restrains himself from asking anything else. yes, from his curious nature, he is. in fact. curious about the Bits but he forces himself not to ask because whyyyyyy would you do that you weirdo- DREX: -so he just towels himself off with a light blush-

MARSHAL: -once he’s done, he wraps the towel around himself. As he leaves the shower, he draws his hand across Drex’s shoulders and places a kiss on his temple. Then begins the long process of post shower skin and hair routine-

DREX: -and he just smiles like a fool at that and blushes very deeply, and he continues to towel himself off, just sort of... observing how Marshal does his thing- DREX: -he kind of suspects he'd been doing all of his hygienic care wrong, so it doesn't hurt to watch someone do it right-

MARSHAL: -well my boy is extra. But when he’s done he goes to slip his clothes back on. It’s almost like a ritual for him, he barely seemed to notice Drex was there throughout-

DREX: -aaand he's still just standing there with the towel on his hips and he just,,, decides to do a simplified version of that-

MARSHAL: -he pulls his shirt over his head and notices Drex trying to do it. He just watches him for a bit-

DREX: -and he's lotioning his leg when he kinda, just, looks up- Yes...?

MARSHAL: -he flushes a little at being caught and shakes his head- MARSHAL: Nothing.

DREX: -he laughs a little, smiling widely- No, no, what is it?

MARSHAL: Nothing, I was just...watching. -flushes more-

DREX: -and he laughs. despite the fact that he acts Just Like this when hes flustered, marshal is very cute when hes flustered- DREX: Well, to be fair, I was watching you, too. But I wanted to see if your skincare routine was similar to mine. It is... certainly more thorough.

MARSHAL: Ah well...I find it to be relaxing. And I...enjoy the way that I feel afterwards.

DREX: Yes, that's certainly true. Perhaps I should follow your example... DREX: Well... now you now why I was watching you, but why-oh-whyever would you be watching... me? -he laughs a little bit- DREX: Of course, I tease. You do not have to answer.

MARSHAL: -flushes even deeper at that- I-- uh-- -he clears his throat- Perhaps I will meet you in the bedroom? -that doesn't sound appropriate in these circumstances Marshal choose your wording better-

DREX: Oh, hold on. -and he helps himself back into his underwear and boxers, and then slips into Marshal's shirt. It is... noticeably very big- There we are. DREX: How do I look?

MARSHAL: -smiles small- You look good...are you comfortable, though?

DREX: -it smells vaguely of a scent that is somehow comforting to him, and he hugs himself to feel the fabric- Oh of course. You are certainly not getting this back.

MARSHAL: -smiles wider and chuckles- That is alright. MARSHAL: -he reaches out a hand to take his and goes to lead him to the bedroom. They probably pass the place where everything went down but its fine its fine-

DREX: -when they do, Drex... finds himself squeezing Marshal's tighter. but on another note he's not used to walking around with this little clothes and he feels... odd but good. like when u get to slip out of a Bra after a long day-

MARSHAL: -he squeezes his hand in turn, his expression flashing a hint of shame. But eventually they get to the bedroom and Marshal walks over to the bed, pulling out some covers for Drex, before walking to the other side and sitting down on the edge-

DREX: -he kinda... slides his leg against the bed because he honestly hasnt felt what it feels like yet. and then he climbs onto the bed and keeps swishing his legs. it feels nice.- DREX: -then he moves to the side Marshal's on in an awkward crawl, but he rubs his shoulders before laying his arms to wrap around the front of Marshal's neck, and he gives a small kiss on his shoulder before resting his chin on it-

MARSHAL: -he hears Drex moving around but he doesn't face him, just clamping his hands together in front of him. He stares at the wall, deep in thought- MARSHAL: -Drex's touch seems to rouse him back to reality and he leans his head against his- MARSHAL:...I'm so sorry for everything that happened tonight.

DREX: Shhh... shh. It's okay. As I've said, we both... bear no ill-will towards one-another, yes? Then all we can do now is... try and understand what went wrong, and be able to use this to strive to grow stronger together.

MARSHAL:...It was my fault. I was the one who was wrong. MARSHAL:...There is nothing wrong with the fact that you find me attractive. I find you attractive as well. I just allowed myself to be...so wrapped up in the events of my past, and you were the one who suffered for it.

DREX: The events of your past... DREX: -he scowls, but he eventually shakes his head- Marshal, I... DREX: -he kind of pulls away, only because this doesn't seem like a conversational sort of position, and he draws his hand across Marshal's shoulder before finding the spot next to him and turning to face him. his other hand rests on his cheek to subtly turn his head to look back at him- Please believe me when I say you... are not an... object. That is not your lot in life. You're not a thing. Not to me. You're a person. And... you're the love of my life. And you're beautiful, but you... are not an object. DREX: I never want you to feel so... -he bites back his lip, feeling his emotions swelling at the subject- ...to feel so disgusted in yourself that you feel the need to say these things about yourself. That you believe these things to be true. DREX: And i-if... if that's the case, then I. Will do. Everything. That I can. To make sure you understand how beautiful you are, and how-how wonderful you are beneath your appearance. DREX: -he rubs Marshal's cheek, and already his tears are falling. It's such a painful subject for him. He sees far too much of himself in Marshal for this to be easy- Okay...?

MARSHAL: -he seems surprised when Drex faces him and pushes him to face him in return. His eyes just sort of flicker over the other's face as he listens and takes it in- MARSHAL: -his expression turns somber when Drex begins to cry and he frowns. He reaches out an arm to wrap around him and pull him close to his chest, rubbing his arm- MARSHAL:...Okay. I have...tried in the past to make it more neutral. Just because it is true of many people does not make it...bad, or wrong. And I certainly never believed that of you. The fact that I made it seem that way...I'm so sorry, Drex. -he lowers his head on top of his-

DREX: -he bites back his lip and tries to quell his tears- I got so scared... and I remember why. DREX: You... I... know now that it was an attempt to placate the situation despite your upset, but... DREX: You said... "I am am object; but I am also... yours." DREX: I... DREX: I misunderstood gravely. DREX: It felt as though you... I... that... DREX: I owned you. Like a — Like a trinket. DREX: -he swallows hard- DREX: I never even... remotely want to be in a position where I feel that way. DREX: Where I... -he shakes his head and he buries himself closer to Marshal's chest, fighting off the same panic creeping back on him- DREX: -and he just tries to breath deeply, gripping onto Marshal's shirt like a vice-

MARSHAL: -and then suddenly everything clicks. His eyes widen before his brow furrows and he swallows deeply- MARSHAL: Drex... MARSHAL: -he turns to him fully and pulls him into an embrace, cradling the back of his head and rubbing his back- MARSHAL: No...I'm so sorry, that was never anything like I intended. I was not...thinking clearly about my words. I'm sorry. I'm so very sorry...

DREX: -after a moment, he's finally able to settle down- DREX: -he sighs shakily, whispering quietly- It's okay... DREX: It was... miscommunication at its most heinous. DREX: It's why this issue is so difficult for me. I... We went through... so much on this topic. Both in different ways. But we were both made... to feel the same way that we do. DREX: But if there is anybody I want... to call me beautiful, it's not them; it's certainly not them. They only ever said it to me for their own sick... twisted enjoyment. DREX: You're not like them. DREX: And I am not like Monika. DREX: And we both need to understand this before we can... finally move on.

MARSHAL: -he shuts his eyes tight. He's quiet for a long time, but he doesn't pull away from the embrace. When he finally speaks, there's a quiver in his voice- MARSHAL:..I am... MARSHAL:...afraid, Drex. MARSHAL:...I do not trust myself with you.

DREX: -he shifts and rests his ear against Marshal's chest- DREX: What are you afraid of...? What... do you not trust about yourself?

MARSHAL: I...hurt you tonight. I watched you fall, and scream, and cry over something that I had said to you. It was miscommunication but...it was still my own doing. MARSHAL:...it is...not the first time that I have hurt someone close to me. And although it has never been intentional...intentions do not excuse rash actions. Especially when it is others who pay the price. MARSHAL: Especially-- when it's you. MARSHAL: -he's quiet again. Then he sighs deeply- MARSHAL:...I was hoping you would leave me tonight. Or tomorrow.

DREX: Marshal... you tried to console me. You tried to, but...  DREX: -he gives a little sigh- Here... allow me to... teach you something about myself. -he lifts his head and he looks Marshal in the eyes- DREX: When... I panic, and I cannot see you, I do not know you exist. Not then. DREX: The world around me goes dark. Everything goes dark. And I cannot see and I cannot hear. DREX: With the position I was in, I... I wasn't looking to you. I did not react to your presence, so I... honestly... had not known you were there. Not until you touched me. Once you had, all of my sensations returned to me at once, but I still did not yet know... what had touched me, nor why. I only feared the worst — because I... that was all I felt. Fear. DREX: Now, there is a correct way to do it. You can... attempt to speak with me, and keep your distance, raising your voice slowly — but not harshly — until it can cut through and I can hear you again. Or once my panic has settled down enough. And only then would you speak to me, and ask questions to affirm that I can respond at all with eye contact or a sort of motion, like a nod, and only think to touch me once I've acknowledged you completely. DREX: It's a very slow process. Sometimes it takes hours. DREX: How... could you have possibly known that? DREX: You couldn't. So instead, you... only tried to help in a way that, in my lucidity, would be perfectly fine. In fact, it would be most welcome. And is, like now. DREX: -he gives Marshal's shoulder a little squeeze- You cannot blame yourself for not knowing, Marshal. And now you do know. And now we can... learn and adjust, and be better next time. DREX: So no, I... I am not leaving. Not a chance. There's no reason to.

MARSHAL: -he listens very intently and takes it all in with detailed mental notes. His expression remains grave throughout but he nods- MARSHAL: -it isn't until that last line that a small amount of fear flashes in his eyes. He's been weighing it all night--does he tell him that there are reasons to? He does not believe he is that person, nor that he could ever do such a thing to Drex, but he is not 100% confident in himself. And that is enough to cause him great fear- MARSHAL: -But...he can't bring himself to explain it. At this point he has a greater fear of the reprecussions. So he just nods, slowly but firmly- MARSHAL:...Alright. -he leans forward and presses a kiss to his forehead-

DREX: -he still feels the tense feeling in the air, but he... doesn't know how to go about it. marshal brought up a very, very grave topic, and he honestly fears what going down that path might bring.- DREX: -and he bites back his lip, his voice quieter now, and... much more vulnerable- I don't... want you to leave, either. DREX: Marshal, I love you. I... I don't want to lose you...

MARSHAL:...I know. I do too. And I don't want to lose you. -he rests his forehead against Drex's. His voice is quiet and subdued. He doesn't look at him- MARSHAL: But if I was to ever hurt you...really and truly...I would not be able to live with myself.

DREX: You assume so much about yourself is so negative. I... DREX: -he takes a little inhale- I don't... know much about your past. But just as it so happened when Monika said... those words for the sole intent of tarnishing you, I know in my heart what you are. DREX: You are... remorseful, above all else. You feel sorrow for what you've done, and you no longer condone it, and you are making steps forward to attempt to change yourself for the better. DREX: It will not be a perfect road, Marshal. At times, it will be... so very difficult. You will make mistakes. DREX: But I know this. I know... all of these things, and I know you. I know... us, actually. Look at us. DREX: Just... an hour or so ago, we... were on opposite floors, with... bloody knuckles and tears. DREX: And now we're okay. Because we have conversation. And we forgive. And we heal. And you already acknowledged your mistakes, and you're already so willing to own up to that, and to then... change. DREX: A man like that would never really and truly hurt me. DREX: You might make mistakes, and it will sting. And I will... do the same to you. I will say things I do not mean; do things I did not wish to do. But that pain will never run deep. Never enough to scar. DREX: I... honestly and truly don't believe you will ever hurt me the way you fear you can, though that fear will still persist, I know. DREX: So I hope... my words and beliefs bring... at least some comfort. DREX: -he gives a weak little smile-

MARSHAL: -he feels a lump form in his throat and he shuts his eyes tight, looking so guilty and ashamed- MARSHAL: -but as it goes on, he opens his eyes and looks to Drex's, searching. He so badly wants to believe those things. And maybe with him, if he is the one saying them, then...he can- MARSHAL: -in the end, he just looks at him. And without really thinking about it, he leans forward and presses his lips to Drex's, deep and desperate in a way he never has before. He holds it and moves into it before pulling away with a shuddering sigh. He hovers near his face- MARSHAL:...I love you, Drex.

DREX: -and he gives a little gasp as Marshal kisses him, but he quickly adjusts and cups a hand to his cheek, the other resting at the base of his neck. He kisses back softly, so so very gently, letting Marshal deepen the kiss as he wishes. when Marshal pulls away, he gives a little exhale, and he leans their foreheads together- DREX: And I love you, Marshal. DREX: -his other hand moves to Marshal's other cheek as well, and he studies his eyes, his features, exhausted and fearful and desperate, and he looks back to him steadily, with his quiet resolve- You are so much stronger than you know.

MARSHAL: -he looks up at him and looking into his eyes, he seems to take in some of that resolve. He reaches up to cup Drex's face on either side, rubbing his thumbs along his temples- MARSHAL:...I will do everything in my power to make that a reality. I have...missteped on my journey. But I will get up and continue, for your sake. For our sake.

DREX: And you can... And you will. I know you will. DREX: And yes, you have misstepped, but I will be here for you when you falter. As will Alder, and the rest of the League, I am sure. DREX: That's what we are here for, love. We want you to succeed.

MARSHAL: -he gives a shuddery sigh and a small, affirmative noise. He continues to rub his thumbs across his temples in silence- MARSHAL:...-he chuckles dryly- I am very tired.

DREX: Yes, it... it's been a long day, certainly. DREX: But overall? I enjoyed it. DREX: And there is still time in the night... to... help my boyfriend into bed... -and he slowly takes Marshal's hands and helps the two of them further into the bed so they're relatively close to their pillows- DREX: -he intertwines their fingers and helps coax Marshal to lay down- DREX: And snuggle beside him... -and he lets himself down in bed and does just so, resting his head close to Marshal's arm- DREX: And tell him how much I love him. DREX: And that will end this night... wonderfully.

MARSHAL: -he is coaxed and pulled, which he allows himself to be. He lays down with Drex and wraps an arm around him, holding him close. He nuzzles his head on top of his- MARSHAL: -he releases a long sigh and closes his eyes, absentmindedly rubbing his arm- MARSHAL:...I am grateful that despite everything, you've been able to enjoy your Valentines Day.

DREX: -he yawns, snuggling himself a little closer, and he finally settles his head on Marshal's chest- Well, yes. DREX: Lovely food, lovely building, lovely gift. DREX: And I could spend it all with the one I love the most. -he lets his arm across Marshal's chest- DREX: So yes, I would very well say I enjoyed it.

MARSHAL: -he smiles and give a content sigh- MARSHAL:...I'm glad. I did too.

DREX: Oh, and how could I forget the lovely shirt you so graciously gifted to me? -he gives a small low chuckle-

MARSHAL: -chuckles a little as well, glancing down at him- It looks good on you. MARSHAL: Your frame compliments a looser style of clothing.

DREX: You think so...? I don't believe I could wear many in the daytime, but... perhaps I could invest in some lighter sleepwear.

MARSHAL: Perhaps...I like being able to see more of you. -he runs his hand down his arm-...it’s just like our universe. The cosmos expands everywhere. -he lightly draws a finger over Drex’s skin, making constellations out of his freckles-

DREX: -he blushes and his eyes widen at Marshal's words, and he finds himself laughing like an idiot- DREX: I am not like the cosmos... I wish I was. But I am simply... finite. DREX: While they... do extend everywhere — I am... positive you have seen that much. But there is an end to them. A number you can count. You can connect them all and all of the lines will meet each-other... eventually. DREX: Though... it is very high praise to be compared to something as infinite as the universe... but I doubt I can compare.

MARSHAL: You should overcome those doubts. Though there is a limit on the surface, what is inside of you is ever expanding, always with new thoughts and questions... MARSHAL:...there is only so much a human can we here on Earth. From our surface, we’ve mapped out the entirety of what we can see...maybe one day I will do the same here. -he brings Drex’s hand up and kisses his knuckles-

DREX: Oh, yes, my knowledge is growing more and more each passing day. Every moment here is a rapidly-expanding experience, and... believe me when I say I learn so much in a single day. It's... almost a little overwhelming to compare like that. DREX: -and he gives a little chuckle- Well... when that day comes, I will be sure to bring a marker.

MARSHAL: -he chuckles a little as well and presses one more kiss before settling. Everything feels heavy, and he finds himself drifting off-

DREX: -he feels much less tired, but he's pretty sure it'll hit him like a brick later. he doesn't seem to notice marshal falling asleep on him- I have found out that pants are called pants because they refer to the fabric in which your legs go in. DREX: Is that not odd? Why is a single garment not simply called a pant.

MARSHAL: Mmm. -it sounds far off-

DREX: -and he keeps talking about clothes and how jackets are called "jacket" singularly and how this phenomena only seems to apply to pants IE. jeans. But then why not underwear? and then he thinks about it and talks about how boxers are even called boxers and so are briefs but he still ultimately concludes that it's a silly practice and why can it not simply be A Brief or A Jean.- DREX: -eventually he comes to realize Marshal's stopped responding to him and he looks up and finds him sound asleep, so he covers his mouth and stifles a little laugh. how long was he talking for? who knows. he brushes Marshal's cheek apologetically-

MARSHAL: -and he's out like a rock at this point-

DREX: -and he keeps petting his cheek, sort of just... watching him as he sleeps, how he looks kinda silly but... peaceful. and he reflects on their afternoon. the flowers and eviolite still remains downstairs, and he can't help but smile at how grateful he still remains over the gift. it would be perfect for Poipole to hold, he muses briefly.- DREX: -and as his own mind starts to weigh heavily, he thinks over... all that went wrong. he still had one subject he wanted to talk about that... never got addressed.- DREX: -and he closes his eyes and settles against marshal's chest with a little shift here and there. he only hopes marshal will be okay with him bringing it up in the morning- DREX: -and he finds himself drifting off-

[stray-keeds]

Tags!!

ty for tagging me!! @leefelixprincess

1. Rules: Answer 15 questions and tag mutuals you want to get to know better.

Name: Thalea

Nickname: Lea, Thale, Dumpling, call me what you want tho:/

Zodiac sign: Sagittarius

Height: 156 cm

Languages: Bahasa and Japanese fluently, I can speak English fluently but i feel like i still have to learn how to use the words correctly/?, and also a little Korea and Mandarin

Nationality: Indonesia!! 

Favorite fruit: Kiwi

Coffee, tea or hot chocolate: does iced chocolate count?? I don’t really like hot drinks:(

Favorite season: Indonesia only has 2 season but I’ve always liked being in a cold places so winter??

Favorite scents: bubblegum?? i also love peach and apple

Favorite colors: black and light blue

Favorite animals: dogs!!

Average hours of sleep: depends, i usually sleep for 6 hours on weekends and 8 hours on weekdays, sometimes i can sleep for more than 10 hours tho:/

Number of blankets you sleep with: sometimes 2, but i’m sleeping with 1 currently

Dream trip: Osaka or Seoul

Favorite fictional character: Captain America

Blog established: around January, i guess??

2. ABC Tag, rules: answer the questions in a new post and tag 10 blogs you would like to know better♥

Age: 17

Birthplace: Indonesia

Current time: 5:56 PM

Drink you had last: Apple juice

Easiest person to talk to: Rachel mymate @dreamingpotahoe

Favorite song: ummm Lovelyz - That day?? It changes almost everyday 

Grossest memory: eating at a Japanese resto and suddenly a rat running out of their kitchen. i choked on my ramen. 

Hogwarts house: gryffindor or slytherin? Idk i love both of them

In love: with bang chan? yes, absolutely yes

Jealous of people: Tall people. They use me as an armrest wtf 

Killed someone: No

Love at first sight or walk by again: I don’t think i can fall in love at first sight, but crush at first sight tho

Middle name: noooopee

Number of siblings: 3

One wish: confidence. 

Person you called last: my brother

Question you’re asked most: “thalea, can you be normal for at least five minutes? i beg you”

Reasons to smile: family, friends, food, chan

Song you last sang: Taylor Swift - Are you ready for it?

Time you woke up: 5:00 am

Underwear color: blue

Vacation destination: umm.. Seoul??

Worst habit: i like to eat ice cubes, even if the weather is cold, i would still eat it.

X-rays: never had one

Your favorite food: chicken. i l o v e them

Zodiac sign: Sagittarius

3. 88 Questions

the last:

1. DRINK: apple juice

2. PHONE CALL: my brother

3. TEXT MESSAGE: my brother

4. SONG YOU LISTENED TO: Mirror - Stray kids

5. THE TIME YOU CRIED: two days ago, because i fucking broke my ipod

have you:

6. DATED SOMEONE TWICE: no

7. KISSED SOMEONE AND REGRETTED IT: no

8. BEEN CHEATED ON: no??

9. LOST SOMEONE SPECIAL: yes:(

10. BEEN DEPRESSED: yes, it was around two years ago?? i went to a therapist five times a week that time

11. GOTTEN DRUNK AND THROWN UP: no

top 3 favorite colors

12. black

13. blue

14. grey

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

15. MADE NEW FRIENDS: Yes!!

16. FALLEN OUT OF LOVE: i had to

17. LAUGHED UNTIL YOU CRIED: yes, this actually happened pretty often

18. FOUND OUT SOMEONE WAS TALKING ABOUT YOU: oh yes:)

19. MET SOMEONE WHO CHANGED YOU: no??

20. FOUND OUT WHO YOUR FRIENDS ARE: yep

21. KISSED SOMEONE ON YOUR FACEBOOK LIST: nope

GENERAL

22. HOW MANY OF YOUR FACEBOOK FRIENDS DO YOU KNOW IN REAL LIFE: no facebook:/

23. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS: a lil puppy 

24. DO YOU WANT TO CHANGE YOUR NAME: no. i love my name

25. WHAT DID YOU DO FOR YOU LAST BIRTHDAY: my friends threw a party for my birthday, and they also threw plastics with whipping cream in it at me and i literally spent a hour cleaning myself from whipping cream

26. WHAT TIME DID YOU WAKE UP: 5:00 am everyday

27. WHAT WERE YOU DOING AT MIDNIGHT LAST NIGHT: sleep

28. NAME SOMETHING YOU CAN’T WAIT FOR: my family vacation

29. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAW YOUR MOM: i’m seeing her rn

30. WHAT IS ONE THING YOU WISH YOU COULD CHANGE IN YOUR LIFE: i wish i could be more confident:/

31. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW: nothing

32. HAVE YOU EVER TALKED TO A PERSON NAMED TOM: nope

33. SOMETHING THAT IS GETTING ON YOUR NERVES: s c h o o l

lost questions

34. MOLE(S): i actually dont have that many

35. MARK(S): i have a very long scar on my thigh oof

36. CHILDHOOD DREAM: i always wanted to be a designer

37. HAIR COLOR: i have black hair

38. LONG OR SHORT HAIR: does shoulder length counts?

39. DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON SOMEONE: only kpop idols

40. WHAT DO YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF: everything but i like my sarcasm the most

41. PIERCINGS: i got a normal ear piercing on my right eat

42. BLOODTYPE: B

43. NICKNAME(S): Thalea, Lea, Thale, Dumpling 

44. RELATIONSHIP STATUS: single

45. ZODIAC: sagittarius

46. PRONOUNS: she/her

47. FAVOURITE TV SHOW: too many D:

48. TATTOOS: nope, don’t have any

49. RIGHT OR LEFT HAND: right handed

50. SURGERY: i had a mouth surgery years ago

51. HAIR DYED A DIFFERENT COLOR: nope, not really interested in dying my hair 

52. SPORT: i play basketball, and i also dance

53. VACATION: i’ve been to Singapore 

54. PAIR OF TRAINERS: my fave is black adidas with white stripes on it

MORE GENERAL

55. EATING: nothing

56. DRINKING: water

57. I’M ABOUT TO: meet my friends

58. WAITING FOR: my next family vacation 

59. WANT: moneyyyy

60. GET MARRIED: i’m still too young??

61. CAREER: currently on highschool.

62. HUGS OR KISSES: both

63. LIPS OR EYES: eyes 

64. SHORTER OR TALLER: taller!!

65. OLDER OR YOUNGER: older but not too old

66. NICE ARMS OR NICE STOMACH: honestly idc both is nice

67. SENSITIVE OR LOUD: more on the louder side 

68. HOOK UP OR RELATIONSHIP: relationship

69. TROUBLEMAKER OR HESITANT: all my life I’ve only crushed on trouble makers i can see a pattern D:

have your ever:

70. KISSED A STRANGER: no

71. DRANK HARD LIQUOR: no

72. LOST GLASSES/CONTACT LENSES: yea, and i can’t go to school for a week

73. TURNED SOMEONE DOWN: yes

74. SEX ON THE FIRST DATE: no

75. BROKEN SOMEONE’S HEART: yes

76. HAD YOUR HEART BROKEN: yes

77. BEEN ARRESTED: no

78. CRIED WHEN SOMEONE DIED: yes

79. FALLEN FOR A FRIEND: yes

do you believe in:

80. YOURSELF: yes

81. MIRACLES: yea

82. LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT: no?

83. SANTA CLAUS: idk, i want to believe it but i already saw my mother put Christmas gifts in the living room when i’m five so..

84. KISS ON THE FIRST DATE: yes

85. ANGELS: yes

86. CURRENT BEST FRIENDS NAME(S): Rachel and Arie

other

87. EYE COLOUR: dark brown

88. FAVOURITE MOVIE: Harry Potter and the deadly hallows

I’m will tag my mutuals later, because i don’t know whom to tag so...

[my-insanity-is-irrelevant]

You already knooooooow what's up! all of unusual asks my dude

firstly, i hate you lots of love

Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? spotify

is your room messy or clean? messy af

what color are your eyes? green

do you like your name? why? I find it to be boring

what is your relationship status? single af rn

describe your personality in 3 words or less. weird and ambivalent

what color hair do you have? blue but im a natural redish head

what kind of car do you drive? color? baby blue Oldsmobile

where do you shop?  kroger

how would you describe your style? girly punk lesbian trash

favorite social media account? My nsfw tumblr

what size bed do you have? full

any siblings? 3 sisters 2 brothers

if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why? Northern California bc im a west coast kind of gal and i like the cold and rain

favorite snapchat filter? the one with the glasses and freckles

favorite makeup brand(s)? Nyx

how many times a week do you shower? 4ish

favorite tv show? Full Metal Alchemist: Brotherhood

shoe size? 10 in ladies 

how tall are you? 5′ 6′’

sandals or sneakers? sandals i hate shoes

do you go to the gym? noooooope

describe your dream date. Buy me sushi and lay in bed with me and pretend to watch a movie while we make out

how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment? 3-4 dollars

what color socks are you wearing? black

how many pillows do you sleep with? 8

do you have a job? what do you do? Im a server at a cute lil restaurant 

how many friends do you have? a max of 10 but im only close to like 3

whats the worst thing you have ever done? didnt text my best friend back on the night of his suicide

whats your favorite candle scent? apple cinnamon 

3 favorite boy names? Nathaniel, Simon, Jace

3 favorite girl names? Daisy, Ella, Calliope 

favorite actor? Jason Momoa

favorite actress? Ellen Page

who is your celebrity crush? Ellen Page

favorite movie? What We Do In The Shadows

do you read a lot? whats your favorite book? I used to, The Kite Runner

money or brains? money, i got bills to pay

do you have a nickname? what is it? Em, Emma, Dissapointment

how many times have you been to the hospital? ive only been twice for myself but practically lived up there while my mom was sick

top 10 favorite songs. thats too much of a total discussion, which id be happy to have is someone pms me about my music tastes

do you take any medications daily? nope

what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc) neither?

what is your biggest fear? being totally without anyone to love me

how many kids do you want? none

whats your go to hair style? i just let is dry bc its too short to necessarily style

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

who is your role model? Billie Joe Armstrong

what was the last compliment you received? @lisathecreep called me a godess

what was the last text you sent? I was telling one of My Boys about a cute rat video

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real? i dont ever remember believing in him

what is your dream car? a vintage convertible bug, pastel pink

opinion on smoking? cigarettes stink and give you cancer but weed is lit

do you go to college? no

what is your dream job? working with ceramics

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

do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? no bc im picky about my shampoo and conditioner so i wont use them

do you have freckles? toooons

do you smile for pictures? occasionally

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

have you ever peed in the woods? yes

do you still watch cartoons? yes

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

Favorite dipping sauce? bbq

what do you wear to bed? panties and a large shirt, if that

have you ever won a spelling bee? no im shit at spelling

what are your hobbies? sleeping

can you draw? sometimes, if the stars are aligned

do you play an instrument? no

what was the last concert you saw? Never Shout Never at warped tour

tea or coffee? tea

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts? dunkin donuts

do you want to get married? no but i want a wedding

what is your crush’s first and last initial? no clue

are you going to change your last name when you get married? no

what color looks best on you? green

do you miss anyone right now? yes, my ex cause im pathetic

do you sleep with your door open or closed? closed

do you believe in ghosts? yes 

what is your biggest pet peeve? people correcting harmless mistakes like theyre a big deal

last person you called` My Boy Eli

favorite ice cream flavor? chocolate

regular oreos or golden oreos? regular

chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? niether

what shirt are you wearing? a pink velvet crop top

what is your phone background? a painting of flowers

are you outgoing or shy? both, it just depends on the atmosphere

do you like it when people play with your hair? i absolutly love it

do you like your neighbors? i dont have any

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

have you ever been high? i am right now

have you ever been drunk? yes

last thing you ate? pizza

favorite lyrics right now? well im drunk again and youre guilty like youre  irish catholic

summer or winter? winter

day or night? night

dark, milk, or white chocolate? white

favorite month? october

what is your zodiac sign? libra

who was the last person you cried in front of? my ex

[retroreaderr]

Go Steady With Me? (Remus x Reader)

some fluff for my husband, Widow because he can always do with a little more Remus fluff in his life. (Lowkey don’t have any clue how to write Remus so this is almost 5K words of t r a s h)

Words: 4838

Tagged: well guess what no one has asked to be tagged in Remus fics whOOPS

Thursday 25 May 1978, just a few more weeks of school until sweet, sweet freedom. The marauders could practically taste that decadent, untouchable fruit that is Adulthood, where they’d go out into the world and make something of themselves. Though, to be quite frank, deep down all of them were scared out of their wits to be thrown into the real world and have to make their own doctors appointments and shit so they’d been deliberating a way to take the edge off, just for a little while.

Sirius burped under his breath, ruffling his own hair before reaching over to his bedside table and flipping the record. He smiled, closing his eyes as the familiar sound of a slow bass riff came from the record player, Pink Floyd’s legendary album “Dark Side of the Moon” blessing his ears with “Money”. The teen relaxed back on his bed, arms behind his head as he tapped his toe to the music.

“Does that actually help you think?” Remus sighed, casting a glance over to his friend.

The marauders sat pondering existence in their dorm room, James sitting on the floor polishing his broom, Sirius atop his mate’s bed, his feet pressed against the headboard and his head at the foot of the bed. Remus lay on his own bed, half finished homework on his lap, Peter was lazily going through the newest edition of “Wizard Weekly” on the floor by the heater.

“Of course it does, Moony,” Sirius quipped with a smirk, rolling over onto his stomach. “It gets my brain waves flowing, ya know?”

Remus merely chuckled in response.

“Well if it get’s them flowin’, oh wise paddy-kins,” James teased, looking up to his mate. “Then what should we do this weekend?”

“Let me think, sometimes it takes a minute for the waves to reach maximum capacity.” Sirius closed his eyes and put a finger to his temple, concentrating really hard.

“We could go camping,” Peter suggested, not bothering to look up from the magazine.

“Exactly, Wormtail!” Sirius shouted, starting James a bit. “That’s exactly what I was going to say! We should totally go camping!” Peter chuckled, shaking his head and going back to figuring out who he should date based on his wand core.

James nodded along, looking to his werewolf buddy with a shrug. “Sounds cool with me. Moons ya think you could get the Lovely Minnie Magoo to let us out?”

“Ah, well, I don’t know Prongs,” Remus winced, not really wanting to go outside and making up an excuse to not go as fast as he could. “I mean, best mates or not, four lads hanging out alone in the woods sounds a bit...”

His voice trailed off and they caught on. “Yeah, it does sound a bit fruity, doesn’t it?” Sirius sighed.

“Why not bring some girls along then?” James suggested, the answer seeming pretty obvious. “I mean, I’ve got Lily, and uh.. well I’ve got Lily.”

A lull once again took over the room when Peter spoke up once more. “I hear (Name) fancies Moony,” the rat turned the page. “And for you, Sirius, well you can go Stag- no pun intended, Prongs.”

“Wha-” Sirius gasped, looking offended. “Why do I have to go stag?”

“Because you’re scared of commitment?” Remus chuckled, reaching over into his nightstand and pulling out a bar of chocolate.

“Because you can’t hold down a serious relationship due to the aforementioned fear?” James added on, holding out his hands for Remus to toss him a piece.

“Because-”

“Alright, alright,” Sirius groaned, catching a piece of chocolate that Remus had tossed to him out of habit. Peter got a chunk too. “I’ll go stag but I’m not sharing a tent with Peter, sorry mate but you have the night sweats.”

“It’s fine, I’ve actually got plans anywho,” Peter sighed, stretching his arms out. “I, your beloved Wormtail, have a date.This weekend. With Marlene McKinnon.”

“Good for you, Wormtail!” Sirius congratulated, giving a few claps in appreciation.  “So where are you taking her?”

And on the night went, the four lads chatting and having some bants.

“So, is Madam Lovely on board?” James asked as Remus exited McGonagall’s office.

“So long as a prefect-” he pointed to himself with pride. “Is there, she feels there is nothing to fear.”

“Then let’s get our ladies and get scootin’!”

“Never say that again, mate.”

“So, do you think you’re up for it?” Sirius asked, crossing his arms and leaning against a post in the Gryffindor common room. Lily stood in a similar pose before the trio of troublesome twirps, her potions partner (Name) beside her.

“Out, in the woods, with you three, and bugs, for two days?” Lily raised a brow, pausing every few words to emphasize how stupid this sounded. “Why don’t we just so swim with the giant squid and hope we get poison ivy while we’re at it?”

“Actually- Lily- you.. You can’t really.. Get poison ivy while swimming,” You piped up from beside your friend, almost instantly regretting it because now you’re that person. Lily was looking all cool in front of her boyfriend and his friends and now she looks foolish. Great job, (Name), A+ for you. “Sorry, I just-” Taking a deep breath you look to the redhead. “I’ll go if you do?”

Lily shrugged, “Sounds cool to me,” looking to the marauders, she smirked. ‘But we’re going this my way- the muggle way.”

Cue a symphony of groans from the boys.

“How- Sirius move your hand over- No not there- Remus!” James huffed angrily and threw his hands up in the air, looking sharply over to his girlfriend.The group of teens had hiked into the woods near a muggle village, nowhere close to the Forbidden Forest. It was just a normal forest, with normal creatures and lots of bugs. They’d found a clearing big enough for that they needed, and started setting up camp.

“Lily!”

“Yes, dear?” Said redhead reclined with her gal pal by the campfire, their tent already pitched and ready to go. “Are you boys having a bit of trouble?”

James merely whined in response, slumping his shoulders. “Why did you make my leave my wand again?”

“Because this is a muggle experience, James,” Lily chuckled, looking very smug herself. “Look, Remus has the hang of it,” she gestured to said werewolf who, now that his friend’s had given up on “helping” was doing pretty well fixing up the tent. “He really knows how to pitch a tent, eh (Name)?”

You looked away from the fire towards the object of your affections who was very focused on his work. “Yeah, he is pretty-” your words cut short when you realized the innuendo. “Lily Evans!” You shouted, grabbing a hot dog from the bag at your feet and throwing it at her.

“Hey guys!” Sirius shouted, laughing at the scene. “Evans just took a weiner to the face!” The punkass lil hoe howled with laughter before pointing to his friend with a quizzical look.” Hey James, isn’t that your job?”

“Okay, you know what-” James tackled his friends, the boys playfully wrestling on the floor.

Remus merely sighed and pulled the almost erected tent away from their brawl.

Within an hour or so, three tents stood erect in the clearing, all surrounding a beautifully roaring campfire. A few logs the boys had found sat around the fire as seats, Sirius claimed one for himself, James and Lily sat on another totally canoodling, so that left Remus and you on your own little log. The sun was nearing the horizon, and the Scottish woods didn’t provide much warmth.

“Geez,” you muttered, leaning closer to the fire and rubbing your arms. “It’s getting pretty chilly.”

Sirius cast a quick, reassuring glance towards Remus who hastily used the encouragement to remove his jacket and place it on your shoulders. “Here, take my jacket.”

Chuckling a bit shyly, you smiled at him with a thanks that he awkwardly nodded to.

“Yeah, James, it is getting a bit cold.”

“Well damn, Lily! I can’t control the weather!”

Cue a prompt punch to James’ shoulder. “Geez, I was only kidding!” James laughed, rubbing where she punched before removing his jacket and wrapping his beloved in it.

Sirius stretched with a groan. “Well, I don’t know about you guys but I’m getting hungry,” he reached over to Lily’s bag and pulled out the bag of hot dogs. “Now would be a good time to have our wands, ya know.”

“Go find a stick,” Lily teased, scrunching her nose. “Fetch, doggy.”

Sirius looked open mouthed at her, looking genuinely hurt. “James-”

“BURN!” James shouted, holding one hand up to his mouth and giving Lily a high five with the other. When Sirius looked at him with a “dude really?” look of defeat, James merely shrugged. “What man, I can’t deny a good burn!”

“I’ll go look for some sticks, but you-” he pointed to Lily, “Don’t get one.”

Lily shrugged, snuggling up to James.

Sirius came back with enough sticks for everyone- but Lily of course. James however was being all gooey and in love and let her use hs and said he could wait for her to get her fill, going so far as to pull out a blanket for the two of them to cuddle up under. #goals

“Are you enjoying yourself, (Name)?” Remus asked timidly as he handed you a bun for your hotdog.

“Yeah, actually,” you smile at him, scooting a bit closer to him- for warmth of course. “It’s.. nice here.” You closed your eyes and rested your head on his shoulder, not noticing the way he stiffened up at the touch.

With eyes wide, he looked to Sirius across the fire who gave him an enthusiastic thumbs up. Grinning broadly, the Gryffindor got up and hurried over to his other half, whispering in his ear excitedly. James nodded smugly, whispering to Lily as Sirius went back to back to his log.

James stretched, yawning dramatically. “Well, I think it’s time we all go to bed, don’t you think, darling?”

“Yes, dear, I do think so,” Lily chorused, standing up and wrapping an arm around her hubby’s torso. “(Name), would you mind too terribly if I slept in James’ tent tonight instead of yours? I almost forgot, tonight is our three month anniversary and um.. he.. ya know.” She winked with a smirk.

Retracting yourself from Remus’ side sheepishly, as though you’d been caught doing something naughty even though it was completely innocent- adorable even. “Oh well, sure, that’s fine Lils, I’ll just sleep in the singular-”

“Actually!” Sirius interrupted, jumping over the shrinking fire and running to it. “This is mine, sorry (Name), I kinda peed on the back earlier thinking it was a tree. Don’t think you’ll wanna be sleepin in there, eh?”

“Ew,” you muttered, sighing and looking to the only other tent with realization, turning to the werewolf at your side with a mildly apologetic look. “Then, I guess..”

“We can share a tent,” Remus offered fidgeting a bit with awkwardness, gesticulating more than he should have. “That’s... uh, that’s fine with me, as long as... em, as long as you’re- you’re okay with it?”

“Oh, well, yeah, it’s fine with me, I mean...” You scratch the back of your neck and look towards your friends shaking your head and shrugging too dramatically than necessary. “Why, uh, why wouldn’t it be?” You clapped once, just to keep your hands from moving more than they already were. “Yeah.”

“Yeah,” Remus echoed, nodding along, his lips pressed into a line.

James and Lily had retreated to their tent, it appears Lily was a hypocrite because she brought her wand along and used a silencing charm on the tent. (They legit were just cuddling and being cute and domestic but they had to play it up ya know, for effect.) Sirius was taking a leak in the woods, so you thought it best to go ahead and get ready for bed.

Remus was finishing off a hotdog when you excused yourself, heading into the tent to change into your pajamas. The tent was small, even for muggle tents, the opening small enough for you to have to crawl into it and hardly tall enough for you to sit up comfortably, unless you were in the dead centre.

You discarded Remus’ jacket and put it on his side of the tent and had just started to unbutton your flannel when the tent flaps opened and a fluffy head of mousy brown hair emerged.

“Hey, (Name), where’s your sleeping-” His eyes met about 8 inches below your eyes where your flannel was open and then shot up to your eyes, his mouth dropping open. Your hands flew to pull your shirt closed as you bit your lip and looked away from him.

“Um, I uh-”

“Oh wow, I uh, I mean, not wow, I mean not that it- you, aren’t- I mean-” Remus tensed up, his face going red as he stumbled back over his hands. “Bye.”

One hand kept your shirt clasped together as the other went to your mouth, your teeth anxious nibbling on your thumb nail. He totally saw my boobs, Merlin's beard! You thought as you rushed to change into your pajamas.

Oh Merlin, I totally saw her... oh Merlin, Remus thought as he sat outside of the tent, his knees in the dirt.

“You okay, Moons?” Sirius questioned as he reentered the camp sight, wiping his hands on a leaf before dropping it to the ground.

Remus stood and rushed over to his friend, fidgeting and anxious. “She was changing and I sorta...”

“Oh dude nice!” Sirius exclaimed, prompting Remus to clout him about the head. “Well, did you see anything?” He inquired in a more hushed tone.

Mouth open and eyes wide, Remus shook his head sternly. “No! Of course- Okay maybe.. Merlin.. just like, like a little but not-”

“You totally saw her rack, didn’t ya mate?” Sirius chuckled lowly, biting his lip and nodding appreciatively. “Up top,” he raised his hand for a high five.

“No!” Remus pawed down his friend’s hand- no pun intended. “I didn’t mean to! I didn’t know- no lingering, there, there was no lingering, mhmm, none.”

“Aw, come on man!” Sirius groaned, bending his knees and gesturing with his entire body to the campsite. “You’re gonna be with her for the entire weekend! You know she has the hots for you, and you totally think she’s beyond rad-”

“Sirius, please stop talking like a muggle.”

“”And besides!” Padfoot went on, ignoring his friend’s complaints. “That’s the whole reason we brought her here! For you two to finally shack up and stop pining after each other!”

“Just… be cool ok,” Remus pleaded, still red in the face and a bit breathless. “I’m just going to head to bed, okay. You get some sleep too.”

“As long as you two lovebirds don’t keep me up all night,” Sirius winked and headed towards his tent with a spring in his step.

Remus had taken a breath or two to settle his nerves before finally turning towards the tent. After giving a side-glance to the embers of what used to be the fire, Remus swallowed the lump in his throat, forcing his jitters down with it. He strode towards the tent and kneeled down, whispering “(Name)?”

“Yes?” Came a sleepy voice.

“Are you decent?”

“Mhmm.”

Remus hesitantly opened the tent flap and peeked in, seeing your sleeping form cuddled up in your sleeping bag, your back facing the middle. Guess I’ll sleep in my clothes then, he thought with an internal sigh.

Feeling inept, the werewolf crawled into the cramped tent attempting to find his preplaced sleeping bag in the faint light. He stumbled, feeling with his hands as best he can, though that wasn’t the best idea.

Suddenly, your head shifted towards your tent mate. “Um… Remus?” Your voice was squeaky and faint.

“Yeah?” He responded, his voice just as high, if not more.

“You’re hand is… it’s kinda grabbin’ my boob…”

“Merlin’s beard, oh!” Remus exclaimed, jumping backwards and hitting the top of the tent with his head causing the middle rod collapse in the middle. “Oh Merlin,” he sighed, the tent falling atop his head.

Struggling to get your arms out of the sleeping bag, you found yourself laughing louder than you should be. “How did you-?” Your laughter mixed with Remus’ as he realized how ridiculous that must’ve looked.

“I don’t even know!” Remus managed between cackles as he held the tent up so he could see you too busy laughing to pull the tent up yourself. “Merlin, (Name),” Remus chuckled, reaching over and tugging down the zipper of your sleeping bag so you could get out easier.

“Thanks,” you chuckle breathlessly, pulling the tent up over your head. As soon as you and Remus locked eyes, your hands over your head attempting to hold the tent up, you both broke into another fit of giggles. “You lift this, I’ll crawl out and try to put the rod back in place.”

You attempted to move forward, but soon realized that having him be the one to get out- being closer to the entrance and all- seemed like a better idea.

Within ten giggle filled minutes, the tent was back up and you were once again settling in for sleep. “G’night, Remus,” you muttered, your back facing the werewolf.

“Good night, (Name), sleep well,” Remus responded, curling up in his sleeping bag and settling in for sleep.

Morning rose and brought with it a layer of dew on any and everything at the camp site. Remus was the first to wake, the early morning sun beaming through the thin layer of polyester of their tent and waking him. He knew it would be difficult to weasel out of the tent without waking you, but as he looked over to your sleeping face, he wouldn’t dream of disturbing such serenity.

Gentle as he could, he shifted out of his sleeping bag, noticing how you shivered slightly with the gentle breeze that wafted in through the opening in the tent. Letting out a small chuckle, he unzipped his sleeping bag all the way and laid it over top of yours, gently tucking it around you. The added warmth was almost immediate, causing a content expression to cross over your sleeping face.

Smiling at your adorableness, Remus realized how awkward it’d be if you woke up to having him staring at you while you sleep. So, taking up his jacket from the night before, Remus squirmed out of the tent and went over to the smouldering remains of last nights fire.

One by one, everyone joined Remus by the campfire, indulging in a mediocre breakfast of lukewarm hot dogs and weak coffee. The day was spent doing boring camping stuff; hiking, splashing about in a river, looking (in vain- unless you count James in animagi form) for wildlife and playing hide and seek in the trees.

Sirius seemed a little too excited when nightfall came. He had good reason, an ace up his sleeve would prove interesting very soon. “Alright everyone, pack in!” The sly dog announced after cooking up some hamburgers over the fire. “I have a surprise waiting for everybody down at the lake!”

Lily gave her beau a suspicious glance to which the goofy stag merely shrugged in pure confusion, grease from his burger dripping down his chin.

Half an hour later, you and Remus were the last following the pack through the woods towards the lake. “Any idea what’s in store?”

Remus sighed, shaking his head. “Knowing Sirius, probably something involving nudity and/or minor law breaking.”

And our beloved anxious boy was right, boy was he right.

“Take off your clothes,” Sirius instructed simply once everyone had caught up to him. Unfortunately for everyone else he had already followed his instructions (or fortunately, depending on how you look at it- no innuendo intended.)

“What the bloody hell are you goin’ on about, Pads?” James screeched, covering his girlfriend’s eyes. You simply chose to enjoy the half-moonlight instead, Remus was a bit flustered about the whole ordeal to say the least.

“Skinny dipping, obviously,” Sirius gave an overdramatic shrug, “Why else would we go camping?”

“Um, to hike and get out of the castle?” Lily responded, moving James’ hand off her eyes. “What’s wrong with you?”

“Childhood trauma. Now get naked.” Without further word, Sirius turned on his heel and ran towards the lake with abandon. It was truly a sight.

Meanwhile, on land, James was stripping down as fast as possible and urging Lily to do the same.

You turned to Remus with a panicked expression, biting your lip. “Eh, Moony, wanna head back to camp and not get hypothermia and possibly a lake-dwelling parasite?”

“I would love to,” he said a bit too hastily, shaking his head at his friend’s antics. “I wonder if they realize we didn’t bring any towels?”

“Prolly not,” you chuckled, shrugging. “Have fun guys! Remus and I are going to save our recklessness for another time, see ya back at camp!”

They waved as the two of you walked off, the obligatory sex joke from Sirius’ part being a fond farewell. Halfway back to camp, you bumped Remus’ shoulder. “Thanks, by the way.”

“For?”

“This morning, your sleeping bag,” you glanced up at him, a small smile dancing on your lips. “Thanks.”

“Oh, oh, you’re welcome,” Remus stuttered a bit, your smile proving contagious. “Actually… since you brought them back up, I think I have an idea.”

“Could you just grab that end real quick?” Remus instructed, holding up yours and his sleeping bag at one end. You did as asked and he smiled at the product. “Perfect.”

He’d managed to zip one end of your sleeping bag to his to make a jumbo sleeping bag; with it splayed out open, it made a comfortably large blanket to sit on. “I saw this place not far away, do you trust me?”

“Enough,” you teased, taking up your end of the sleeping bag and following Remus past a few trees and down a hill. He led you to a beautiful valley with tall swaying grasses and the occasional shy bud of a flower. “Woah.”

“I thought so too,” Remus beamed, gesturing for you to help set out the blanket.

“Why didn’t you mention this place when we were scouting campsites?” You asked, splaying out the sleeping bags.

“And let James and Sirius destroy it?” Remus chuckled, fixing the corner before letting you get comfortable on it first. “I know they’re my best mates and all, but they can both be a down right git sometimes. They have habits of making messes, you know.”

“Yeah, I suppose,” you sighed, relaxing back on the makeshift blanket, your hands behind your head. “Remus, look! The stars are coming out!”

Remus lay beside you, his hands clasped on his stomach. You were right, the stars were shimmering high in the sky, the bright hustle and bustle of Hogwarts and the cities far from here, allowing the stars to bless the ground below with their unpolluted brilliance. The moon sat hardly a half crescent, yet still outshining even the most glimmering star.

You and he sat in awe, enjoying the stars in silent admiration. Faint in the distance, Padfoot howled, antagonizing the local wolves into their own howling fit, causing a chuckle to rumble through you. Remus was less amused by the persistent howling of wolves. A cricket chirped nearby, his sound constant and oddly comforting; not far away an owl hooted calmly, the rustle of leaves insinuating he’d caught his dinner.

“Do you know any constellations?” He mused, not looking away from the sky but still leaning his head towards you to show his attention.

You thought a moment, looking at the sky in attempt to find any. “Well, you see those three?” You pointed up vaguely, gesturing to the heavens. “That’s Orion’s Belt; and that star right there, that’s Sirius, and if you join it with those over there, you get Canis Major.”

“You’re making all these up aren’t you?” Remus chuckled, looking to you with an amused smile.

Lowering you arm, defeated, you groaned. “I had hoped you wouldn’t notice.” You turned to him, rolling onto your side with your bicep under your head as a pillow. “What gave me away?”

“For starters, Sirius is on the opposite side of the sky,” Remus chuckled, pointing to said star. “Having known the man for seven years, he made sure I could find him in the sky.”

You and he shared a laugh, going back to looking at the sky.

You had closed your eyes to enjoy the gentle breeze of the early night when Remus spoke up. “(Name)?”

“Yes?”

“I was…” He paused, obviously choosing his word choice. “Actually nevermind, it’s ridiculous.”

Sitting up, you huffed in an amused manner. “You can’t just leave it off there, Moony, now I’m curious!”

Remus sighed, his eyes tracking a silhouette across the sky as he sat up. “I just heard something earlier… about you, and I was going to ask about it but it’s-”

“What did Sirius say?” You groaned, knowing that playboy gossip always had something juicy on the end of that silver tongue of his.

“He possibly insinuated that you might… fancy me?” Remus seemed as though the words were uncomfortable in his mouth. “I almost told him to sod off, you know. Such nonsense, you liking me? Honestly, it’s pretty preposterous don’t you think?” He gave a chuckle, lowering his head and scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. “Poor sod probably just had too much firewhiskey that night, was dreaming things.”

“I don’t think so, Moons,” you muttered, nibbling your bottom lip with worry. “It’s not totally ludicrous.”

“Of course it is!” Remus exclaimed, tossing his hand up in the air. “I mean, look at you!” His eyes glanced over you, a bewildered smile on his face. “You’re absolutely stunning, with more brains than you know what to do with, and… you’re an absolute delight to be around, you’re breathtakingly witty and clever as the devil.”

Your lips fumbled to create words, your eyes wide as dinner plates as they searched the blanket for a response. Remus meanwhile, had continued to go on.

“And look at me, a mess beyond correction.” He slumped his shoulders as he continued. “I hardly sleep, eating is the last thing on my mind half the time. I’m not sure how I made it to Prefect, I never study and I always feel like I’m behind in class because… well, because I am! And for you, to possibly like that, is indeed ludicrous.”

“I have a different opinion,” you shrugged, looking up through the bit of hair the wind had pushed to your face. “I do like you, believe it or not.” You hesitantly reached your hand over to his, he flinched at the contact. “I don’t mind all those things, Remus, because… well, because they’re wrong.”

“They-”

“Wrong, Remus,” you insisted gently, finally looking him in the eye. “You’re the smartest person I know, James and Sirius would’ve been expelled by now had it not been for you. You keep them together, you keep them from killing themselves, or others. You’re responsible for your entire house, you’ve been given that title because you earned it, Remus.”

His lips were parted, words forming at the tip of his tongue yet swallowed down by his nerves.

“You’re clever, cleverer than I am, cleverer than anyone in Hogwarts,” you took his hand in yours, lifting it up. “And you’re the strongest person I know. All of this,” you gently ran your thumb over a scar on his hand. “I… It’s admirable, I am in constant awe of how strong you are.”

“Look at me, (Name),” Remus whispered, shaking his head. “Look at me, scars and scrapes and cuts and bruises and-”

“And the brightest eyes, and the softest hair and the sweetest voice,” you continued on, placing a hand on his cheek. “Remus, you’re really, really awesome, you know that?”

“You’re one to talk,” Remus chuckled, leaning into your hand. “You’re insane for thinking all of this, you know?”

You sighed, tracing your thumb over a scar on his cheek. “Oh well, but it’s not going to go away.”

“How can I make it go away?” Remus murmured, his breath hitching at the feeling of your thumb on his skin.

“You can try kissing me.”

Remus’ breath hitched, his mouth falling open and his eyes widening. “I… uh, I don’t… not that that I mean I-”

“Remus,” you interrupted, smiling at the flustered boy. “Here.” You slowly leaned in, kissing his cheek, right on his newest scar. “Go steady with me?”

[cloudy-johnnycade]

the outsiders gang x what they do for you on your birthday

steve: -it would be kinda thrown together last minute tbh -like he remembers but procrastinates planning anything until like the day before -makes soda go with him to buy a present -probably gets you some clothes that he thinks you'll (look good in) like -he definitely saved up for a while to get you nice stuff though -day of, wakes you up at thE ASS CRACK OF DAWN -"babe...babe, wake up..." -"go away steve" -so he tickles you until you get up -when you finally actually get out of bed he starts being all cute and kissing you all over your face like -"happy birthday baby girl" -if it's warm out you would spend the day at the beach -and then go for a joyride in his car when it gets dark out -brings you a lil cupcake with a candle that he made himself -not the BEST cupcake ever but it's edible -making out in the backseat of his car in the middle of nowhere to end the day -possibly leads to something else ;) -if it's cold you would still go outside bc he doesn't give a damn -you would literally just walk around the town and do random stuff outside -play in the snow in winter -play in the leaves in fall -when it gets late and even fuckin colder y'all go hang out inside at yours/his house -has the cupcake for you as mentioned before -dEFINITELY birthday sex inside ;) soda: -has been planning for like,,,two weeks ? -wants your birthday to be great af -literally refuses to spend any money for like a month so he can get you something nice -brings ponyboy with him to get a present -regrets it bc he complains the whole time and is no help at all -ends up getting a real pretty necklace for you -gets up early to make you breakfast day of -dYES THE FOOD YOUR FAVORITE COLOR -when you get up you find him in the kitchen and he doesn't see you at first -"hey soda-" -"oH Y/N! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" -accidentally knocks over the plate of pancakes in his excitement -that's ok tho bc there's extra batter !¡ -afterwards that idiot blindfolds you and takes you to his car -"are you kidnapping me or something??" -"shhh i'm trying to be romantic" -probably takes you to the zoo even if its cold out -you two spend longer than you care to admit looking at monkeys -EATING A TON OF JUNK FOOD -go out for dinner afterwards -nothing extremely fancy -probably burgers at the dingo lmao -stay up all night cuddling when you get home ponyboy: -dOESNT KNOW HOW TO PLAN A BIRTHDAY -panics over it for like a month -tries to subtly ask you what you want for your birthday/what you want to do -ends up getting you some books and a box of chocolate -kind of still hesitant to give it to you though -"johnny are you sure she'll like this ??" -"yes pony she's gonna love it" -"but what if she doesn't thi-" -"PONYBOY." -day of you spend like half the day just laying around cuddling -darry and soda made a point of not being home all day -eventually you two go out for a walk -holding hands and being cute fUCK -and then classic pony -takes you to the movies -if its cold you go indoors -if its warm you go to the nightly double -either way you spend the whole movie with your head on his shoulder -and still holding hands -you get home and pony realizes oH SHIT he forgot a cake -but thank the lord there's some chocolate cake in the fridge -he can't find a candle but he sings happy birthday to you anyway -fun af day :') darry: -takes the day off work -has no clue what to get you tbh -randomly asks dallas what he thinks he should get -stupid idea wtf darry -"she's your girl darrel i ain't pickin a present for ya" -settles for a bouquet of your favorite flowers and something that has to do with one of your hobbies (like he'd get some paint/brushes if you like painting, a journal if you like writing, etc) -he doesn't really plan the day out -lets you decide what you want to do -makes a dELICIOUS breakfast though -like holy shit chef darry -you two end up going out for a nice picnic in a secluded place or something if its nice out -if its cold you end up at some antique shop -even though you don't buy anything it's just fun to look around -you go back to his house eventually -he kicks pony and soda out -and then they tease him endlessly -romantic dinner with candles and shit -and obviously chocolate cake -and then you just kinda talk for a while -about life, the gang, lots of stuff -and then oh boy -he just walks over to you and you start making out -which leads to more -he has you screaming -bless that guy johnny: -ok let me just start with this guy is the biggest sweetheart ever -he honestly doesn't really plan anything either -he gets you the bIGGEST BOUQUET OF ROSES TO EVER EXIST -and also a real fluffy sweater its so nice -just like him -he shows up at your house at like 10 AM ish with his big ass bouquet -you open the door and you can't even see his face -he hands you your flowers and he's smiling like a DOOF -"happy birthday honey" -you stand there and hug on the porch for like 20 minutes -then you just go inside -and you don't really leave -you spend the WHOLE DAY cuddling and messing around -its a very relaxed day, but thats what you both enjoy -he cooks for you -he's not a bad cook tbh he whips up something pretty good -he makes you put on the sweater he got you -"but johnny it's hot in here" -"please, baby?" -you can't say no to those eyes -you end the night with a soft make out session -nothing dirty -just pure dally: -he probably remembers -probably -i don't think he'd get you anything tbh -but if he did he'd probably steal you a jacket or something -it's not your size but the thought was there -"HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW WHAT SIZE YOU WEAR" -"DAMMIT DALLAS IVE TOLD YOU BEFORE" -you honestly wouldn't do anything special -you'd just hang with the gang -they'd be better about your birthday than dally would be lol -the gang would scold dally for not doing anything -he doesn't give a rats ass -"its just another day why does it matter? i barely even remember my own birthday" -you'd go back to his place at buck's eventually -sO -you make out -but then as soon as you're about to get naked and shit -you refuse -"i'm tired, lets go to bed" -and you just roll over away from him -he's,,,frustrated -"bitch" -then he just goes to sleep too -it was an ok day two-bit: -he would definitely make you think he forgot -but he would have a lil something planned for you -like you probably spent the night together the day before -then the next morning he just went on like its a normal day -after like an hour you start to get upset -you're about to leave bc you're lowkey pissed at him for forgetting but then he's like -"hold on baby i have something for you" -and then he takes something out of his closet -its a big (poorly wrapped) box with a huge bow -"happy birthday princess" -you're both smiling like idiots -he really did remember :') -he got you a mickey mouse shirt to match his -he didn't pay for it but its whatever -he then takes you out for a drive -like you don't really have a destination -you just drive -you're lucky he's sober enough to drive -you end up back at his house at like 2 AM -tHEN you get drunk -he asked darry to make you cake bc he can't -almost lights the house on fire with the candles -but its ok -fun fun fun day

[intimatevoid]

strawberry/mint chocolate chip/orange sherbet/black raspberry/mango/mocha/black cherry/neapolitan/lemon custard/dark chocolate/peach/cinnamon/mint/red velvet/green tea

wow dang just fuck me up there

strawberry: a language you wish you could speak?

Japanese! I’ve been studying it this year, but both mental and physical illness have fucked up a lot of my progression. I still love it, though.

mint chocolate chip: indoors or outdoors? 

During the day, indoors. At night, outdoors (assuming it’s safe).

orange sherbet: favorites for anime? 

Oh wow. Um… In no particular order? Assassination Classroom, Angel Beats, K-On!, Black Lagoon, One Punch Man, Gatchaman Crowds, Senki Zesshou Symphogear, Your Name, Kill la Kill, Gurren Lagann, Sora no Woto. They’re all I can think of for now.

black raspberry: do you have any pets?

I wish!! Gosh I want a kitty and a puppen and a noodle and some rats and lil fish and I just love animals so much and need them in my life

mango: when and why did you start your blog?

I actually started it several years ago, but deleted it because of my asshole roomate. Came back again a couple of years ago because I majorly missed my friends on here.

mocha: ideal weather conditions?

Already answered!

black cherry: four words that describe you?

Let’s go with words that I think are positive! Queer, fat, soft, strong.

neapolitan: things that stress you out?

Men yelling, the smell of Blend 43 coffee, men yelling, being late for anything, did I mention men yelling

lemon custard: do you eat breakfast?

I try to do it every day!

dark chocolate: turn ons?

Goshhh. Communicating what you want, being physically and verbally affectionate, voices cracking, low breathy moans, openness to emotional vulnerability, blatant queerness, and sharing compersion. (Seriously I am the biggest compersion slut I know.) On a more superficial level, I am a sucker for glasses, freckles, and height differences.

peach: how do you relax?

Listening to long music mixes and playing Dark Souls, generally.

cinnamon: have you ever been confessed to?

If someone asking me out on a date counts, then yes, 1 time! If it doesn’t, then no.

mint: the most embarrassing thing you’ve ever done?

literally the entirety of my naive fuckboy self in year 10

red velvet:

do you wear prescription glasses?

I do not.

green tea: favorite flavors of ice cream?

Rum ‘n’ raisin. No contest. :D