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all-things-mlqc · 4 years

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The five boys react to an overweight MC that works as a nutritionist but struggles a lot to lose weight? It might be strange but it happens sometimes. PLEASE!!! Btw, I love your work❤️

This was really fun to write about. Knowing that these guys are so supportive of MC and want to help her in any way possible with whatever she’s struggling with is just so sweet.

Thank you for the love and support as well! 😭 I’m usually just memeing it up out here so writing HCs is very new for me but your support helps so much! I did meme a lot while writing this as well because what’s life without memes, so you can find all of my inner thoughts crossed out~ Hope you enjoy!

HC below the cut~

Gavin:

Gavin loves and supports MC through everything. He’s constantly watching and confronts her whenever he believes something is wrong.

After noticing her sulking at herself in the mirror, he asks what’s troubling her.

“Nothing really! You don’t need to worry about me.”

She gives him a small smile and turns away from the mirror.

He figured it had something to do with her figure given the way she was looking at herself.

He remembered her mentioning how even though she’s a nutritionist, she still struggled with her own weight.

She didn’t seem all that down back when mentioning it, but the expression she had in the mirror said otherwise.

He stood up from the sofa and asked if she wanted to go with him during his morning jog.

“Why would you want me to do that? I’d only slow you down.”

Gavin: I don’t mind. If it’ll help, then I’ll do anything I can.

This man isn’t one for small talk. He gets straight to the point. He observes, finds the problem and seeks out a solution. There was no need for MC to confirm his suspicions about wanting to lose weight; It was all in her expression.

“I don’t really want you to go out of your way for me... Besides, it’s important you don’t slack off with your training.”

Gavin: I wouldn’t be slacking off. Training with you would only make me work harder.

A NATURAL ROMANTIC BUT ALSO A FUCKING MORON WHO GAVE HER A BLOOD SOAKED LETTER. IM GONNA BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU YA DUMBASS

MC takes up on Gavin’s offer considering how adamant he was. He also didn’t seem concerned in the slightest about MC being a burden BECAUSE SHES LITERALLY THE LIGHT IN HIS LIFE AND WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR HER

After they go jogging, they stop for a healthy meal of MCs choice because Gavin doesn’t know what food is. Have you seen his kitchen? INSTA NOODLES EVERYWHERE. Boy is literally the type to throw a lunchables on the dinner table and give thanks for his beloved meal. Omg nononono I’m thinking of all these sad things now about how Gavin was literally homeless for a while as a kid so he probably just got used to eating something small and simple every day. BYE IMMA GO CRY NOW

While eating, Gavin comes up with a few more ideas to help and offers to take her to his gym every other day.

They come up with a plausible schedule that could seem efficient to MC’s wish of losing weight.

This also gives MC the chance to make sure Gavin is taking care of himself as well.

Kiro:

Kiro and MC meet up when he finally has free time and manages to escape from Savin.

Like their normal days together, they end up walking around Loveland City, going to some sightseeing locations. They just enjoy each other’s company.

When stopping to buy a snack, Kiro grabs two bags of chips and beams up at MC only to see her forced smile. He immediately gets concerned given how positive she always is.

Kiro: Are you ok? What’s on your mind?

“No, it’s nothing. I’m just trying to narrow down on the amount of junk food I eat.”

Kiro: Why is that? You’ve always told me to live to the fullest.

“Well... I’m trying to lose some weight but it seems more problematic than I had originally thought.”

With MC looking ashamed of how little progress she has made thus far, Kiro places both bags back on the shelf with a bright smile.

Kiro: Well if we both work together then there’s no chance we could lose this fight! Besides, Savin has been at my throat lately considering the mount of junk food I’ve been eating recently too.

“Kiro...”

MC stared at Kiro, dumbfounded, who seemed so positive. This gave MC a boost of confidence, herself.

She quietly thanked him while giving him a genuine smile.

They spent the whole day doing fun activities. In a way, this was part of Kiro’s plan to help MC. He knew how much this mattered to her so he wanted to keep a smile on her face while secretly help her from the shadows.

It’s honestly what he does best. It’s hard to tell in the game since we don’t get to see every expression he makes or how he reacts to things, but take a good look at his reactions in the anime. You can see how serious he really is behind his happy facade.

He continues to silently help her every time they spend time together as well as send her encouraging texts and reminders.

Nobody is more positive and encouraging than Kiro~

Lucien:

Lucien knows everything nutritionists know, let’s be real. This man was a child prodigy who skipped half of his school life, going straight to college.

He knows EXACTLY what MC needs. The one problem is, so does MC.

She knows what she needs to do but doesn’t have the kind of support she needs. She easily becomes discouraged when things don’t work out after trying so hard.

Luckily, Lucien is also a wonderful supporter minus when he just “what’s a magic? Don’t know em. No thoughts. Head empty. Only science and death”. Uhu then what do you call that flying cop outside the window? Where’s your science behind that? Lucien: “Well you see, there is a certain DNA mutation that—“ DO NOT ANSWER THAT YOU FOOL I KNOW ITS SCIENCE BUT MAGIC IS EASIER TO ACCEPT RN BECAUSE MY BRAIN GO BRRR

But considering it’s MCs health, he is very supportive and even explains that many people struggle with the same problem. There’s not exactly any problem with how someone looks unless it is overall affecting their health for the worse but he will gladly help MC if she wishes to lose weight.

Knowing that Lucien views it this way immediately gives MC more confidence.

An enormous amount of stress has been lifted off her shoulders which will ultimately help her reach her goal.

Lucien comes up with a solid workout plan and diet that is easy for MC to follow and even offers to make her some special meals to help with weight loss because Bill Nye over here has the solution to everything

I also highkey imagined him whispering in her ear like the first day they met that if she follows his plan without any casualties, he would give her special rewards and yes I do mean THOSE kind of rewards because this man is K I N K Y. I don’t even like him, I blame my friend who’s constantly giving me these ideas about him. You’re lucky you’re a bitch or I’d probably be on the floor for you too.

Victor:

Victor’s biggest struggle is vulnerability. He is very blunt and says what comes to his mind without always thinking it through.

Because of this, he upsets MC when talking about her weight.

He meant no harm from whatever he may have said but notices MC’s sorrowful expression after lifting his eyes from the papers on his desk to meet her gaze.

He immediately acknowledges what he had done and puts everything away for the day, offering to take her to Souvenir.

“What..?”

Victor: I’m done for the day. If you don’t have anything else to do, you can come with me.

“But why?”

Victor: You’re still you regardless of your weight, but if it’s something you want to change, I’ll help.

The man wanted to tell her she’s beautiful and amazing no matter what, but hahaha we all know this man can’t compliment for the life of him. Jkjk he can but like I said before, v u l n e r a b i l i t y. He struggles with expressing his true feelings.

MC responds with pure shock on her face,

“Really?? You’d help me?”

Victor: Only an idiot would ask a question like that. You should count on me more when you’re struggling with something like this.

Baka this baka that. If I don’t add it somewhere, than this whole HC isn’t accurate at all. All you thirsty Victor hoes go watch his baka clip if you want more *spray bottles*

He tidies up his desk and grabs his coat, heading towards the door while MC stumbles over her thoughts.

He only stops halfway out the door to look back over his shoulder at MC.

Victor: Well?

“I— I’m coming!”

She rushes over and follows him out the door.

Victor ends up making MC a delicious and healthy meal, one he knows is a special meal for a weight loss diet.

Cooking was never that important to him. He only learned because of the little girl he once knew. But now... Now he has a new reason to continue cooking.

That girl had come back to him and he would do anything in his power to make her happy.

Shaw:

He watches MC intently as she talks about how difficult it is for her.

Right before MC finishes, he places her on his skateboard and takes off without giving her time to protest.

She shouts in fear ofc. Why wouldn’t she. I’m terrified every time the game says he puts mc on his skateboard just—

Shaw chuckles with amusement in her ear and then tells her to push off with her own feet.

“ARE YOU INSANE?” yes, yes he is

Shaw: I won’t let you fall but I won’t stop until you push.

“Fine fine!”

With the help of Shaw keeping her steady, she’s able to smoothly push off the skateboard a few times.

After getting the hang of it, there’s a slight smile taking place of her feared expression from before.

Shaw’s expression, however, doesn’t change in the slightest. That teasing smirk rests on his face as she continues to push them down the park sidewalk.

As they reach the main road, she yells back to Shaw when the skateboard doesn’t slow down.

“Shaw—!”

It’s all she managed to get out as the fear she once had returned again.

MC shut her eyes with panic as the street grew closer and closer, only to feel an arm wrap around her as the cold wind hitting her face dissipated.

When her eyes opened, she saw Shaw giving her the same mocking smirk he always wears. However, his eyes showed signs of gentleness he doesn’t often express.

He offers her one of his skateboards for workout purposes as well as being her workout partner.

MCs chuckles out of amusement from the idea of HER riding a skateboard by herself. totally a reason why Shaw made this offer. He feeds off of entertainment.

She politely declines his offer of skateboarding but hesitantly asks if he would help her in other ways.

The question needs no thought from Shaw but he doesn’t want her to know he made up his mind to help long ago. ah yes, his one weakness as well, vulnerability

Shaw: I suppose being of assistance to you may turn out entertaining.

MC: Is that all I am to you? A source of entertainment?

She pouts at him half jokingly but he pays no mind to it as he kicks up his skateboard and continues walking ahead while suggesting a few things they can do to help with weight loss. Daring but not enough to scare her away. He actually wants to help but needs her to comply with his suggestions

Shaw is the type to help those he cares for without making it obvious. He believes personal relationships is a weakness for someone like him so he always keeps people at arms length; He always wants a possible way out for when he has to push people away.

While this is true, he’s also struggled with vulnerability his whole life. Considering the type of person his father was, growing up with a man like that not only puts pressure on Shaw, but also forms this broken and terrified personality under his overconfident facade.

Someone please just hold this man, he’s trying his best and needs healing

Their solution for MC is to try some fun activities together. Fun enough for MC to believe that Shaw isn’t going out of his way for her but also not as extreme to the point where MC won’t participate.

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mother-snake · 4 years

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a guide to the other side pt 6

( okay, so same as normal, read the other parts to understand some of this. but i suppose this could be a stand alone. second i know the last bit of lyrics is missing. its intentional)

start: thursday previous: a guide to the other side pt5 next: a guide to the other side pt 7

-what was in the past stays there. but it always had its ups and downs for our scaled friend-

words: 5558 warnings: heavy angst and not as much fluff as planned. tears may happen(if im missing anything plase say somthing!)

It's quiet uptown

He looked around the room with panic, the light had faded but he could still feel the numbing pain that spread into himself. Who was he…? he shakily stood up in the room he was in. he knew it was his. He looked up at the wall to see pictures. People he barely remembered. But he knew their purposes… so what was his?

He saw a blacked-out figure in each photo… he knew that was him. But not… at the same time.

Tears poured out his eyes. Who was he… who was he… who… he let out a scream and clamped his hands on his ears. He didn’t like this. where was his other half? He didn’t want to be alone. He needed the other.

He sobbed into his black jumper. Tucking his head into the necks sleeve. he cried himself to sleep that day.

He ignored the talking on the outside of the door, and stared blankly as tears poured down his face. He rubbed his eyes constantly trying to dry them. An inky black substance started to dry onto his hands.

He cried harder. He didn’t want to be alone.

There are moments that the words don't reach There is suffering too terrible to name You hold your child as tight as you can And push away the unimaginable The moments when you're in so deep It feels easier to just swim down

It was a week after his other half appeared. He stuck by their side. Despite being created later, he was almost a head taller. And protective. His first action had been to hug the other. And in that moment, he felt complete.

They had been as quiet as possible, walking past the orange and silver doors of their family. Knowing that they would end up hurt if they alerted them to their presence outside their rooms.

They had been doing this for the entire week. Sneaking out in hopes of having some adventures. Staying in the room had been boring for them both.

They reached the mirror that lead to the imagination quicker than they had the previous days. Janus clung to the others pink jumper tightly. Not letting go as they stepped in and into the bright luscious green forest filled with light and colour. Very few black and greys.

Janus felt a small smile appear on his lips. he took his brothers hand and pulled him into the forest. Running at a speed that his brother could barely keep up. but both laughing joyfully.

They arrived at the tower they had found on their third day exploring. Hidden away by stone and vines. “hello!” Janus yelled. a low rumble could be heard from the top. A scaly head poked its head from above. A wide toothy smile showing sharp canines. the dragon spread its wings and soared down, a bright red light flashed and the dragon shifted from its normal form into one of a women with a pointy hat. “hello children, its good to see you again,” she smiled. “oh my, where did you get that nasty bruise Theodore?!” she fussed.

“pops’ aren’t the nicest, but its okay! Janus is fine,” he smiled brightly. “well come on the, ill treat it. I also have something with your name son it. come on now,” each side took a hand as he led them to their home.

She was kind. They hope she wouldn’t turn out like their dads… but they knew their chances were slim. They hope she’ll stay their friend

The sanders move uptown And learn to live with the unimaginable

It was cold that day in the imagination. They couldn’t stop shivering. The white stuff falling out of the sky froze their skin with each small drop. the dragon-witch had set up a fire for them to warm themselves up in. they were confused as to why she had hung giant socks above the fireplace. or why there was shiny things strung around a tree. Blinking away in a rhythm. She had laughed as they stared at them for several minutes. “they are called Christmas lights sweethearts,” she smiled as she wrapped a blanket around the two and handed them cups of coco. “I must ask, why do you come here so often? You must have friends?” “no, it’s just us…” Theodore said, getting a small nod from Janus. “I know some people who would love to meet you, would you be okay with that?” she asked.

The siblings looked at each other. Seemingly having a mental conversation. She could never understand how they did that no matter how long she’d seen them do it. “okay then,” Theodore said with a smile. “ill talk to them tonight,” she said and walked away.

They looked between each other excitedly. They hadn’t had a friend before. The dragon-witch could count, but she was more of a mother to them. Not that they minded.

They had arrived later than they had wanted that day and could feel the emotions leaking into the room… they had stayed far too long and were going to go through another round of hell… they had tried to be quiet. They had almost made it to their rooms… both blacked out and woke away from the other. If wrath or insanity heard their pleas to get back to the others side. They didn’t come.

I spend hours in the garden I walk alone to the store And its quiet uptown I never liked the quiet before I take the children to church on Sunday A sign of the cross at the door And I pray That never used to happen before

They sat in a luscious green field. Theodore’s newly formed scales glittering away in the luscious sun. Janus’s black jumper had remained the same. Theodore wore a new bright pink one, replacing his old black one. Brining out his scales beautifully in Janus’s opinion. “do you think they would accept us?” Janus asked.

They were waiting on the theirs to arrive. The dragon-witch had dropped them off here, saying she would tell the others there were new sides waiting.

Janus had a half made carnation crown in his hands. They were white but the tips blushed with a light pink. He was working on looping the final one when he saw two figures burst from the tree line that lead into the field. Janus was sat atop of an old structure, Theodore sat higher than his brother.

The figures looked at the two of them with surprise. They walked forwards towards them. one was waring blacks and grey. A purple bandana kept their bangs out of their face. the other wore a bright green princely costume that belonged to a evil king or prince looked like it came out of the books the dragon witch let them read. “excuse me, who are you!” purple bandanna spoke. “I’m depression, this is my brother. His name is repression!” “I’m paranoia, this is imagination.” “come join us!” Theodore patted the wall next to himself.

Much to his surprise paranoia removed his hoodie and wrapped it around his waist. six spider legs appeared and he began to climb almost in humanely. imagination snapped his fingers to reveal tentacles that looked like they belonged to a sea monster. several friendships were formed that day. All would last only a year long.

If you see him in the street, walking by Himself, talking to himself, have pity

They had slowly begun to stand up to their captors, the two others and their mother giving them the mental strength to do so. They should have guessed they wouldn’t back down from a fight.

And it cost more than they were willing to admit. Virgil lost half of his spider legs… Remus barely had his sanity in-tact. Theodore lost both of his legs… replacing them with plastic ones that the dragon-witch created for him.

It was their fault. They had begun to argue during the battle that locked wrath and insanity away. Janus had removed any memory of them fighting insanity. Knowing it was for the best. But leaving them to remember wrath.

Janus right now was curled up into Theo’s side, who still was yet to wake up from the fight. This replacement legs sat at the side collecting dust. he whimpered as he clung to the other like a lifeline. And he was. He didn’t want to lose his other half. He wouldn’t let him go anywhere. No matter what. He would kick and scream if need be.

He knew that Remus and Virgil wouldn’t visit. They saw them as a danger towards Thomas and would hide them as best as possible knowing them.

It would be decades before the get their chance. And for now, Janus was okay with that. He still had his brother, mother and home. That’s all he wished for right now.

Thomas, you would like it uptown It's quiet uptown

He laughed as Theodore jumped on his bed. Shaking himself awake. It had officially been three years since their split. They laughed as they snuck away to the imagination, knowing they could stay there all year.

The tower was covered in pinks and yellow. It wasn’t filled with many people. Just him, his brother and the dragon-witch. But that was okay to him.

His happiness always seemed to infect the other two. He wasn’t sure why or how it was possible. But he tried to do it as often as possible. He knew his brother hid things from him. Like how his abilities took his toll on the other. so he made it his mission to make the other happier. Sure, he wasn’t very good at keeping his own emotions in check. But as long as his brother was okay that was enough for himself.

“happy birthday kids… you’re all so grown up. can I even call you kids anymore?” “we’re twenty. But were always going to be your kids. Don’t think that will ever change,” Janus said as he smiled.

A soft yellow scared wrapped around his neck. Despite his scales had just formed. only being a feint grey, yet to show their true colours.

He loved the colour yellow anyways. It always brightened a room.

He is working through the unimaginable

It had been a week. His brother said he would be back in two days. So, where the hell was he? Where was his brother?

He felt fear strike his core. What if he was taken, what if the others had found a way to escape?

He hadn’t realised that he had gotten of the track of where he was walking whilst lost in his thoughts. It was when he fell down the hill, rolling along the ground uncontrollably. Hitting his entire body of the hard ground. Getting cut by wild thorns, twigs and stones that scattered the ground.

Pain filled every part of his body. He wheezed as he tried to get air back into his lungs, he could feel small bits of blood dripping down from his head.

He whimpered and stared at the sky. minuets turned into hours… and soon the sky was a dark black. The pain still hadn’t subsided. He knew that something was broken. He had run out of tears to cry and his voice was horse.

Where was his mum… where was his brother? Had they forgotten about him? had they heard his plea of help?

It was when he heard that guttural roar in the sky. She was near. and he tried to scream. But he only let out a small whimper.

He heard leaved and twigs crunching behind himself. was rolled over onto his back. His brother looked at him with eyes that screamed panic. “Janus?! What the hell happened,”

He felt the breath leave his lungs as he realised, he had worried his brother. “m’sorry,” Janus mumbled almost inaudibly. “don’t you dare apologise for this. I shouldn’t have worried you enough to go looking for me. Oh, how the turn tables,”

Janus let out a chuckle, but tried to stop himself as pain radiated into his chest.

“come on, lets get you home,” Theodore smiled, “and I won’t leave you. No matter what. I promise.”

His hair has gone grey. He passes every day They say he walks the length of the city

“we can’t!” Janus yelled as he slammed his hands down on his desk. “what’s the harm in doing so! You’re not one of us anymore. Your Janus deceit sanders! Why should you be scared about us showing face?” “they hate us with a seething passion. You know that!” “its been seven years, we’ve hidden away for long enough,” depression growled. “I can’t do it.” “fine then,” Theodore turned and walked away.

Janus sat alone on his bed that day, this was the longest he had gone without Theodor in ages and the fear was beginning to set in… what if he hated him? What if he didn’t return… what if he refused to be his bother anymore? his body began to rock back and forth, he was gripping his hair, ready to pull it out at any given second.

He hadn’t realised what he had done until he felt a pair of arms wrap around him. he snapped his eyes open to be met with a familiar grey hoodie. He sucked in a breath. “hay, are you a new side around here?” he asked gently as he pulled away from the hug. I only stared at him intensely…” Janus… my name is Janus.” “I’m Virgil. Its nice to meet a new side. What are you exactly then?” “I’m…” he froze before realising he only had one option, “I’m deceit, I help him lie his way out of potentially dangerous situations and lie to him so he can get want he wants,”

You knock me out, I fall apart

He sat in his new room. It had almost been a year… Christmas was coming around the corner and he was terrified. Had Theodore forgotten about him already? Was he doing better… did he care?

He shook his head and picked up his hat and placed it on his head. He wiped away the stray tear that slipped from his eye and stared at the door. he opened it and left for the dark side’s commons. A blank look on his face. It was better for him to hide his emotions. He looked around the space. Halloween tinsel hung on the walls. They didn’t have any other colour apparently. Not that they had minded all that much.

He walked down the hall, his shoes clicking on the floor as he made his way to the commons. He wouldn’t be celebrating this year. He didn’t know if he would be able to take the emotional turmoil.

His once childish appearance had been replaced for his sleeker clothing. He had taken on the villain look with a bit of a struggle. But if that’s what he needed to be to find a family. Then he would.

He hadn’t spoken much since he had arrived… well… ever since he had split, he hadn’t spoken much.

“you shouldn’t block those feeling you know,” Virgil said as he looked curiously at the other. “I’m not good at much else,” I muttered. “you always have time to change, everyone does,” he patted Janus on the back.

Can you imagine?

Janus slept in that Christmas. A heavy weight lying on his chest. A numbness he wasn’t aware a person could feel seeped into his bones. The sweet sound of his sobbing was the only thing to enter his ears.

He missed his brother. They had spent so long together… and now they weren’t. he didn’t know how his brother was. He hadn’t made the effort like Janus had to try and talk. it was like the other had vanished completely. as he lay tucked under the sheets like a burrito, he heard the knock on the door. But he didn’t answer. He didn’t say anything. whoever was on the other side still opened the door. He couldn’t tell who it was from his position facing the wall.

“Janus…” Virgil. of course, it would be him. He didn’t respond to the other. Instead he pulled the blanket further up. covering the lower half of his face. “Janus… please…we want to know what wrong; we can’t help otherwise.”

“am I a bad person?” Janus hushed. “what?” Remus muttered staring at the lump of blankets,” of course you’re not!” he growled. “heh… I wish I could believe that…” he whimpered into the blanket. “I don’t know where this came from or how long you’ve been thinking this. But you are one of the kindest people we know. And it would take a LOT for us to change our views,”

Janus let a weak smile form on his face as he sat up. he quickly rubbed his eyes. Normal tears falling from them. “thanks…” Remus laughed, “I think this is the first time we’ve seen you smile snake face. Keep it up and I might actually fall for you,” he sundered out of the room. “come out when your ready, there��s some things for you under the tree, and thanks for the new hoodie. I might start wearing it soon.” he walked out of the room. Leaving the other alone. And for the first time since he was created. He didn’t feel so alone without his other half. maybe he could make it through one year. but at least he had a family to do it with.

Look at where we are Look at where we started I know I don't deserve you, Janus But hear me out. That would be enough If I could spare his life If I could trade his life for mine He'd be standing here right now And you would smile, and that would be enough I don't pretend to know The challenges we're facing I know there's no replacing what we've lost And you need time But I'm not afraid I know who I married Just let me stay here by your side That would be enough

Virgil left… he was…gone. There one day. Gone in the morning. Janus locked himself in his room and screamed. He wailed and cried. He wanted his friend. He didn’t want him to leave. He was tired of people leaving. He wanted someone. He wanted someone who wouldn’t leave because he was always fucking up.

And then something in him went snap. he looked in the mirror and laughed. His eyes turning into black pools. His clothes shifting into the ones he had previously owned. His old childish look. His scales turning their deadly yellow and speckled with black.

He opened his door and slipped into Remus’s room, through his mirror and into the dark side of the imagination.

He ran and ran. He went as far as his legs could take him. His laughter rung in the air. Scaring away any beast that roamed the area.

The earth around him shivered in fear.

When he finally stopped running. He found himself somewhere he hadn’t been in a long time. Between making sure the darks never found out about him and all the other things piling up on top. He was pretty packed down on time.

The vines grew thick on the rocks, hiding the entrance to his old home. He let his shoulders drop. a shaky breath left him as he made his way forwards.

And he froze.

His breath hitched and he surged forwards. The tower that once stood high and tall was shattered halfway up. he reached into the wreckage and dug away. How long was it like this? How long had his home been destroyed. How much more was he going to lose?

Then as he dug through the wreckage something pulled him back. Tugging him away, and he turned to face the other. emerald eyes that held unknown levels of sadness. The eyes belonged to Remus. “I… I can’t lose… I can’t…” and the wall that he had tried so hard to build between him and the world broke.

He screamed and cried into the others shoulder. He held on as tight as possible, fearing that if he let go, the other would leave. “you knew her, didn’t you?” “she practically raised me…” he whispered silently. Remus gripped Janus in a vice like grip. He connected his eyes with the other, “I won’t leave you. Either we go together or we don’t go at all. I won’t leave you alone. Not now. Not ever.”

If you see him in the street, walking by her Side, talking by her side, have pity

Remus had stayed true to his word. Despite all the opportunities. All their arguments… he hadn’t left his side. Hugging him when scared and letting him cry and not asking several questions in a spitfire fashion. and he returned the favour. He had been thankful for the other, that he never left his side. And then it happened. They had come up with a plan to join the light sides.

And it had not gone of well. It had taken all his mental energy when he realised, he’d been found out. “it’s me Virgil, aren’t we friends?” “I don’t think we are.

“I don’t like him and his creepy, snake face.”

“get out of here, jack the fibber.”

When he rose into the dark sides space he visibly shuddered before falling to his knees. he curled into the smallest ball… he wanted Theodore. He would know what to say… it had been so long… how much longer would it be until the other gave him a him he was alive and well? When would he save him from this hell, he was living in?

“Janus!” Remus yelled as he pulled the others hands away from his hair,” Janus stop!” his eyes sapped open the other stared at him with wide eyes. He slowly stepped back. He knew the other had snapped. But he didn’t know what would happen. “Janus…calm down for me, okay?” “I wanna go home.” He cried out. Remus looked at him with pain filled eyes. “I know, but for now you’ve just got me. And I know you want something better than me, but for now… you’ve just got to deal with this bag of dangerous ideas and existential crisis’s,” Janus pulled the other into a tight hug, “I love you Remus. Never forget that.” “friend zoning me?” Remus laughed. Janus stared at him with a sad smile before leaning forwards and pecking his cheek. “oh,” he muttered, turning every shade red.

Janus tucked a strand of hair behind his ear and averted is gaze. “i... I’m not good with emotions… I never have been, but… I’m certain about this and I know that you don’t- “

He was cut off by a pair of soft lips connecting with his own. they spent the night together curled together, content in one another’s embrace. And for now, he felt hole… maybe not for long. But that was fine.

Janus, do you like it uptown? It's quiet uptown

It was after the court room that Logan had started appearing around the dark scape. the two had been startled by his sudden appearance one day but now it felt almost… natural to have the other around.

Janus had been the first to realise the other had started what he had done so long ago. Block away his feelings from everyone else. he had been quick to confront the other about it.

They suppose it was after that did, they realise that they had fallen for the logical side. Remus and Janus spent time when Logan was asleep on their laps gushing about how cute he looked.

Then Remus’s time to shine arrived. and they knew that this was happening for two reasons. Get Remus accepted as apart of Thomas and get Logan the acknowledgement he needed desperately without him knowing their plan.

It had, much to his surprise, worked. Remus’s door shifted over to the light sides area. He waited as he watched everything from Thomas’s eyes. Laughing when Remus almost summoned him on purpose.

When all was done and said, he sat patiently. Five minutes became ten and ten became an hour. he felt his lip quiver as he cried silently. He wasn’t coming back… of course he wouldn’t… his tears poured from his eyes. H curled in on himself. Remembering every moment, he had been left. Was this worth it? was it worth being alive if he was always going to end up on his own… thought swirled dangerously in his mind.

Warm arms wrapped around him. Then another pair. He sobbed harder. He looked to his left, Logan’s familiar black shirt in view. He turned to his right to catch his shoulder piece. Remus was back.

His breath shuddered as he realised. that yes, indeed. He wasn’t alone. They had come back… they’d returned for him.

“I promised I wouldn’t leave without you. Roman just wanted to talk for a couple minuets but he lost track of time. I’m sorry for leaving you this long sunflower,” he sounded so guilty it sent a spike of regret into Janus. “i.. I would like to help. And I think I know how to do it,” Logan said. the two turned to face him with wide eyes. “how?” Janus asked. “Thomas will be emotionally vulnerable during the period after the wedding. He doesn’t want to go. But I have a feeling the others will try and get him to lie to himself,” he paused for a second, “if things go south on my end, drag me out and replace me. Try and get through to Thomas.”

Janus stared in awe at Logan before leaping onto him with a hug. He quickly pulled back and leaned in and kissed the side on the lips. Logan froze for a second before kissing back.

When they stopped to breath, Remus began to laugh loudly. A blush on both Logan and Janus’s cheek. “I thought you two were- “ “were open to a poly,” Janus replied slyly. “only if you want to dork,” Remus grinned. Logan’s lips twitched into one of the widest, blinding smiles they’d both seen, “I’d love to.”

They spent the night in the dark scape cuddling, Remus and Logan’s body warmth sending Janus to sleep as the documentary played in the background.

He is trying to do the unimaginable See them walking in the park, long after dark Taking in the sights of the city

He stared at the space where his door used to be with a wide smile. He held both Logan and Remus’s hands. it had been several months since then. He was now one of the others, contributing when needed. Sure, roman and Virgil were wary of him… but that was okay. He had his bluebell and poison ivy by his side.

“it’s strange…” Remus muttered. “what is?” Janus asked staring at a part of what made him whole. “I… just feel like this isn’t over is all… that something big is coming. I can’t place why,” he said grimly. “well… that’s the future, for now… lets go and get some sleep tonight.” “come on… you enjoyed last night,” Remus said wiggling his eyebrows.

Janus laughed and elbow him in the side. Logan laughed at them. “I’m with Janus on this one. Sleep does sound nice today.” “fine,” Remus drawled.

Janus wrapped his arms around their waists and lead them out of the dark sides area. a wave of nostalgia hit him with every turn… “do you mind if I show you guys something?” he said as he stopped walking. “sure, I don’t mind a small detour,” Logan said. “of course my dear sunflower,” Remus grinned.

Janus grabbed their hands and sprinted as quickly as he could, dragging the other two behind himself. they only took a couple more turns before coming face to face with a large mirror. It didn’t show their reflection though.

He adjusted their hands in his grip and walked into the mirror.

Look around, look around, Janus

They arrived in the forest that he hadn’t seen in years. A small segment that even the twins couldn’t get to. Only accessible by someone who was a nightmare. not that he would tell them that any time soon. he pulled them along quietly, pulling them along a trail that seemed to have barely been disturbed by the surrounding land.

And there it was. A clean field with an open canopy of stars glittering in the sky, ouroboros lit the sky in beauty and style.

“is that… how,” Logan marvelled to himself. “how did me and roman not find this?” Remus muttered to himself.

They laid down and stared at the sky. The sky seemed to almost hypnotise all three of them but all for different reasons.

“are you okay?” Logan asked as he turned his head to Janus. said side reached his gloved hand up to his face. Wiping away the tears that seemed to fall as quickly as he tried to get rid of them.

“I’m fine…I promise,” he could taste his own lie… his mother had been the one to show Janus and Theodore the incredible view on that birthday night long ago.

Logan cuddled into Janus along with Remus. All three fell asleep in a silent slumber. Anything that had been troubling them forgotten.

Janus’s final thought crossed his mind…happy birthday brother. one final tear escaped as he slipped into sleep.

They are trying to do the unimaginable

He stared at his bedroom wall. It had been around a month since he had woken up. still bed ridden thanks to his leg. He stared at the door longingly with his one eye…

Would he come? Would he show himself and help him get through this like he had done for his brother all those years ago? a feeling flooded him. For the first time… he laughed sadly to himself and he stared at the celling. for the first time. He knew, he knew the other wouldn’t come. Why wate hope on the impossible. he was forgotten by the other. All the times they’d spent together were blurry to the other now. Barely any memories remained from when his brother was by his side.

He couldn’t make himself hate him though. As much as he would love to punch the other in the nose… that wasn’t him. He couldn’t hurt him no matter what happened. “I’m sorry,” he whispered lightly as he stared at the celling. a weight seemed to lift of him in one fowl swoop. Why did he bother thinking about something that would never happen?

He may have wanted his brother, but that doesn’t mean his brother wanted him. And that wasn’t fair on Theodore.

Patton opened the door and looked at the other with wide eyes, “what happened? Are you in pain? Do you need Logan or Remus?” he fussed as he moved the blanket further up Janus. “I… think I’m going to be okay eventually, it might take a while. But I might be okay one day,” he smiled weakly at the other.

He had a family now… if his brother didn’t care about him. Then that was Theodore’s loss. Not his. If he didn’t care about Janus. Then he didn’t care. Not anymore.

His brother made his decision long ago. Now he had made his.

He unconsciously rubbed the two rings on his finger. A happy smile on his face as he looked over to Patton. “can you get my two idiot fiancé’s in here?” Patton laughed, “of course, don’t worry they will be here within seconds.” “…Patton?” “yes?” “thank you for everything. I know im not the most honest person at the best of times… but I still thank you for trusting me despite all of that,” “no problem kiddo,” he ruffled Janus hair and left.

He had a new family now.

There are moments that the words don't reach There is a grace too powerful to name We push away what we can never understand We push away the unimaginable They are standing in the garden Theodore by Janus’s side She takes his hand

They sat in the commons. Logan wore a black suit along with Remus, Janus was wearing a white dress, the knee length showing his legs. a wide smile on his face as he chased Remus who had run of with his bouquet of bluebells, sunflowers and fake ivy.

Laughter rang in the air like a beautiful melody. Patton and roman watched on with enthusiasm Virgil was taking pictures of everything. Thomas stood next to Logan talking about the day that he had gotten together with the other two.

A peaceful aura surrounded them all.

Theodore peaked his head from behind one of the trees that lead to their childhood forest with a smile wide on his face. “congrats baby brother,” he whispered, small tears falling from his eyes as he saw how much his brother had changed.

Janus paused and looked around for a couple seconds. But as his eyes laned on the tree line, Theodore was gone. he shrugged and continued to chase Remus once again. Surrounded by everyone he loved.

It's quiet uptown

#Janus sanders #Roman sanders #Sander sides #thomas sanders #logan sanders #remus sanders #patton sanders #Virgil sanders #janus angst #janus is babey #janus needs more love #introloceit #they are all baby #lots of angst #i am angst god #enjoy the story

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CuriousCat Archive

A series of Q&A’s that were sent onto the group curiouscat, now imported here for readability and easy editing :y

Q - would psalm suck toes? y/n

Psalm: When would I ev-? Actually, never mind. The answer is no, of course not.

Q - Does Amos only eat cheese...

Keva: he takes when he can get

Q - plum you ever smoke weed before just curious

Plum: NO NEVER SMOKED BEFORE

Q - Han what is your hair care routine

Han: well its less mine and more a friend of mine's... they just gave me some gooey stuff that smells real nice and told me to use it once a week!! i dont know what to do about the growing black roots tho..... :(

Q - mister finn have u ever kissed before...

Finn: T-thats a very personal question! How rude... I've done it once, of course.

Q - han, would you drink with finn again? are you two getting closer?

Han: ...its easier to get close the more drunk we get so ye....

Q - Han, whats your favourite liquor? -Finn

Han: THE FASTER IT GETS ME DRUNK THE BETTER !!!!!!

Q - Psalm, do you believe in fate?

Psalm: Fate is a very romantic notion, and in the past I probably would've said no. Right now I have no choice but to believe in it, I think.

Q - on a scale of 1 to 10 han how much did you enjoy your fight with psalm (the one from the rp channel)

Han: ONE!!!!!! IM GLAD HE ACCEPTED BUT I DIDNT FUCKING WIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but ill win next time watch out psalm this tiger is OUT FOR BLOOD Psalm: :psalmface:

Q - on a scale of one to ten how much did PSALM enjoy his fight with han !

Psalm: It was enjoyable because I won, although I was hoping it'd last a bit longer. 7. :psalmface:

Q - WHATS FINNS FAVOURITE LIQUOR!!!!!!

Finn: Classy red wine!

Q - rokka what do you think about your street performance career? do u have any ambitions?!

Rokka: IT’S FUN! I enjoy watching people's amazed faces especially the children. Ambitions...? Maybe? *rokka falls into thinking man pose for a very long time*

Q - Rokka, how do you keep your fur so soft and pretty? -Finn

Rokka: ⭐STEPS TO ROKKA'S FUR CARE !!!!!! ⭐ 1) bathe in lakes! or rivers! (I personally like lakes hehe) 2) SHAKE IT DRY! shakeshakeshake (be careful of dizziness!!) 3) lick palms and smooth down ur fur. (this is the secret) 4) DONE! (congrats u have nice fur!!!!!!!)

Q - What was your first kiss like finn?

Finn: Thats a little secret between me and god.

Q - :):(

Rokka: who are you and what does this mean Psalm: It's a secret code. Why not try deciphering it?

Q - finn whats your favourite blood type? pls and thx

Finn: I'm usually not open about this, but I only consume animal blood. I dont have a favourite. Beef based strikes me as the least worst so far.

Q - psalm does it hurt to cough up smoke? how bothered are you by it?

Psalm: I wouldn't say it hurts, but it feels about as pleasant as you'd imagine coughing up smoke would feel, which is to say, not pleasant at all. It mostly just makes it hard to breath, but considering the reason it happens I'm not sure I'm allowed to complain. I'd rather not take my chances.

It does bother me though.

Q - keva, do you prefer being alone or with friends?

Keva: friends

Q - keva, whats your favourite food?

Keva: roasted quail

Q - Does plum always text in all caps? Do they do that to show all their suppressed anger

Plum: does it seem suppressed.... DOES IT SEEM SUPPRESSE

Q - plum, why did you decide to go to the ball as a guest with vinny? did you think it was better cover than being a guard?

Plum: just didnt think id be much use as a bodyguard also i wanted to dress up...

Q - to everyone: would you fuck on the first date ? 🤔

Han: i only fuck on the first date Psalm: No. Finn: What is it with these rude questions? Rokka: UHHHHHHH---? WH=HAHA WHAT? Keva: no Plum: what the fuck Cimmorro: i’ve never, but i don’t see why not if we liked each other enough. i’ve to say i’m difficult to impress on the first day gyahaha

Q - actually to everyone, whats your favourite food?

Psalm: There's a dish back in my hometown that we'd eat on holidays called “Smelt and Salt". Most travellers tend to find it salty to the point of being inedible, but I think its delicious. Finn: The servants at our residence are quite skilled, I enjoyed almost everything they make. When I was alive, I favored simple chicken breast with baked vegetables though. Rokka: Nothing can go wrong with a big ol' pot of beef and potato stew! I love soups Han: we dont get a lot of fruit way south so i was so surprised when i saw lots of it at shorewater!!!!! ITS SO SWEET AND DELICIOUS!!!!!!!!!! Plum: theres this stew that my whole family comes together to make for special occasions and we put a lot of roots and flowers and vegetables in it its pretty good. havent had it in a while

Q - *like a kpop interviewer* to everyone: so what would your ideal partner be like? >:3c

Han: if they can dish out as much as they can take Psalm: Someone who is fun to be around. Loyalty is nice too. Finn: Someone who can handle me and is genuinely interested in all facets of my life. Rokka: Someone who can enjoy the world with me especially nature. Accept me! P.S. Psalm, I am fun and loyal........ :pleading: Plum: uhhh... someone kind i guess Keva: (visibly uncomfortable and unwilling to answer) Cimmorro: honest and devoted. someone who is easygoing would be a nice addition.

Q - WHY DO YOU FUCKERS NEVER PUT DOWN THE FUCKING TOILET SEAT IN THIS HOUSE!! SOME OF US ARE SMALL IN SIZE AND KEEP FUCKING FALLING IN

Psalm: Not saying I'm the culprit, but you honestly could just check first. Rokka: I always try to remember to put it down! Although, I may or may not have forgotten once......................or 10 times.................................. Keva: you're tall enough to look before you sit

Q - Rokka, don't forget you owe me a drink the next time we find a tavern. - Psalm

Rokka: you got it, boss! but........can we have round 2.........please...........please.............................please.............please............................plea--[commercials cues]

Q - birthdays? birthdays?

Psalm: My birthday is on the 8th of Solstitium. Plum: 32nd of soltrice Keva: (briefly crinkles nose and doesn't answer) Han: i dont know! no one in my tribe kept track of things like that. judging by stories i think it during elfons? Rokka: hibernon, solvo 74! Cimmorro: 55th of umbrois. i’m expecting presents now that you all know!

Q - favourite season

Psalm: Aestas. It's a bit silly, but my birthday falls around this time so I've always been rather fond of it. Keva: elfons Plum: elfons Rokka: Elfons! where the grass is greenies Han: elfons... i like it when it goes from cold to warmer temperatures :) Cimmorro: rahtumna.

Q - before making a call (over sending stone or message or whatever) do you ever rehearse what you're going to say? why?

Psalm: Depending on the circumstances, yes. Rokka: No need to think when speaking. Cimmorro: depends if there are specific people i’m contacting. i generally don’t really care though.

Q - if you could be anything job-wise and nothing could hold you back, what would you want to be?

Psalm: I've never really given that much thought. I don't really make any grand plans for myself, as they tend to go awry fairly often. I think I'd enjoy writing plays...perhaps. Keva: don't know, never thought about it Rokka: I've also never thought about this <:9 Han: ah... i would like to travel again... Cimmorro: i like the way things are right now. [mumbling] if anything, i’m more worried about losing it...

Q - what would be a "perfect" day for you?

Psalm: I enjoy plays quite a bit, so if I could spend an entire day watching a good series of performances I'd be quite happy. Some good company wouldn't hurt either. (As long as they don't talk.) Keva, after thinking for so long it seems like she's not going to answer: being home with nothing important to do Plum: I JUST WANT TO GO HOME Rokka: running through a grassy land and bask in the sun (๑￫ܫ￩)

Q - when did you last sing to yourself? to someone else?

Psalm: My singing voice is rather unpleasant, so I don't do it often. Keva: a month ago? i guess? who would even keep track Rokka: I like to sing every time I bathe! rubba dub dub rubba doot doot rubba dee dee its nothing but a squeaky clean me!!!!!!!!!! Han: (flushes) it was a while back Cimmorro: i was part of the choir in my childhood. i was pretty okay! can’t say the same for the present though ahahaha

Q - what was the last dream you remember?

Psalm: I'd rather not say. Keva: (doesn't answer) Rokka: *thinking face*

Q - toilet paper over or under?

Psalm: Over? I'm not an animal. Plum: what.... the fuck is this asking Rokka: Is there a difference...?

Q - if you could change anything about the way you were raised, what would it be?

Plum: ...... [plum is starting to look uncomfortable] Keva: (laughs, doesn't answer) Psalm: I'm perfectly fine with how I was raised. Han: (laughs) oh, throw the whole thing out Rokka: nice answers everyone. NEXT QUESTION! :D Cimmorro: wait, hmm… not so much on the way of raising but more on a certain part of the situation, i suppose?

Q - what is your most terrible memory?

Psalm: *Looks somewhat distressed.* Plum: THIS IS MAKING ME ANGRY. IM NOT ANSWERING ANYMORE OF THESE TONIGHT. Rokka: please stop asking these questions you're making my friends upset. This is upsetting.

Q - is there something you've dreamed about doing for a long time? why haven't you done it?

Psalm: I wouldn't say for a long time, but I haven't done it because I can't. Simple as that. Keva: can't anymore Rokka: Life hands you lemons so you gotta eat them. *nods* （￣ー￣） Han: i wanted to learn singing. why... well. life doesn't work sometimes. Cimmorro: when i was a child, i dreamed of being at the top of the clergy’s hierarchy. then that immediately got crushed when i was told that only women were allowed to lead the church bahahaha! that was back then. right now i’m satisfied with my position and still have much to learn. but if the opportunity arises and i meet the requirements, i wouldn’t say no to seating as the high mother.

Q - if a crystal ball could tell you the truth about yourself, your life, the future or anything else, what would you want to know?

Psalm: I'm torn between knowing the truth about one thing from the past, and a very selfish glimpse into the future. Keva: (doesn't answer, but seems to think about the question) Rokka: *vibrates* Han: there are so many things i want answers for, i dont think i could choose. Cimmorro: [visibly cringing as several things come to mind]

Q - of all the people in your family, whose death would you find most disturbing? why?

Psalm: Lots of morbid questions here. I'll pass on this one. Keva: orin Rokka: please i'm begging you..............please stop with these questions...... Cimmorro: … [quitely glances at how the others respond instead of answering]

Q - how close and warm is your family? do you feel your childhood was happier than most other people's?

Han: (laughter that becomes progressively louder in volume) Psalm: I quite enjoyed my childhood, but given the reactions of the others it seems I might be the only one fortunate enough to be able to say that... Keva: i liked a part of it Plum: dont know what the fuck psalm is talking about. ive had the happiest childhood a halfling could have thank you i wish i could be back home right now, actually Rokka: it had its up and downs. i mean, who doesn't!! Cimmorro: [laughs] i think mine is seen as particularly “strange” by most people, but i personally have enjoyed it regardless.

Q - how do you feel about your relationship to your primary caregiver growing up?

Psalm: At the moment, I'd say its rather complicated on my part. I'm ashamed to say why. Keva: i don't Han: *looks visibly sick for a second* ... poorly :) Plum: as in my mom and pop? i love those two Rokka: Tough love? Finn: Cold. Cimmorro: [beaming] grateful! i love em! would do anything to treat them at least even half as much as they’ve treated me.

Q - what roles do love and affection play in your life?

Psalm: I just LOVE to be AFFECTIONATE with people, so I'd say quite a large one :psalmface:. Rokka: i got to befriend han! and finn! Also, psalm it's not good to lie to the people. Finn: R-rokka I'm touched... Right now, love and affection couldn't be further removed from my life but hopefully one day, they'll play a bigger role for me. Han: (shrugs) i like having sex Cimmorro: i take pride in making sure that people who are important to me know that they are. it’s also the way they have treated me.

Q - for what in life do you feel most grateful for?

Psalm: ...Well I made it to Shorewater somehow. Rokka: meeting Han! Han: *was about to say something different but is so touched by rokka* dude......really? q_q me too dude.... Finn: My uncle. But recently I've made some good friends, I feel... Cimmorro: the goddess’ guidance.

Q - what is the greatest accomplishment of your life?

Psalm: I- . Hm. For now, let's say it was beating Rokka at stone, parchment, shears. Keva: i'm here Rokka: PSALM PLEASE ROUND 2 Finn: So far I have nothing to my name, but that might change soon. I pray it will.

Q - if you were to die this evening with opportunity to communicate with anyone, what would you most regret not having told someone? why haven't you told them yet?

Psalm: Where I hid my buried treasure. Han: i wont die. Psalm: I like that answer. Rokka: Why are you like this, anon? Finn: I'd want to talk to Orin one last time.

Q - share an embarrassing moment from your life

Psalm: I fumbled a joke I was trying to make with Finn the other day. I won't go any further into the past than that, thanks. Finn: Ah, so it was a joke? Please don't worry about it Psalm. Rokka: nearly burning my friends alive because I sneezed. :(

Q - what's your favourite weapon and why

Psalm: For reasons I won't disclose let's just say I'm not very fond of weapons, my current one in particular. :psalmface: Spells are more useful. Keva: daggers, easy to carry around and hide Rokka: I guess my scimitars? They can cut plants and meat well so i can (try to) cook! Finn: I love swords!! All swords! (he sparkles with excitement) Han: i like being close and personal with someone but also enjoy the quiet rush of hitting a target from a bow Cimmorro: i use a dagger but if i had a spear or an axe that would be kinda awesome actually.

Q - questions to fall in love here we go! 1) if you could invite anyone in the world to dinner, who would it be?

Psalm: ...I have a friend I haven't seen in a while, so I suppose I'd invite him. Keva: do they have to be alive Psalm: I was wondering the same thing. Plum: i would want to eat dinner with my whole village but if its only one person then my sister. dont really like going to dinner one on on if i can help it but maybe thats something halflings dont like because theyre not antisocial bastards Rokka: Do I HAVE to pick one? :( Finn: ... Rokka! I'd love to dine with everyone though. Han: oh, maybe aster? or ferrie chris? or uhh... (Han starts to look bashful and stops answering) Cimmorro: willow.

Q - if you all were on a boat (lmao) and it was sinking and you could only save one person from the party who would it be

Plum: rokka or finn but i wouldnt be on a fucking boat if i could help it Psalm: Plum, as they are arguably the only one I could carry. Oh, and Finn I suppose. Plum: WOW THANK YOU THOUGH YOUD PROBABLY SINK LIKE A STONE Keva: finn Finn: T-thank you all... (blushes and gets too distracted to answer) Rokka: This question is stressing me out. I'm stressed. This is stressful. Han: myself? is this trick question Cimmorro: myself so i can do this: [casts water walk] don’t worry bros i got this

Q - complete this sentence. "i wish i had someone with whom i could share..."

Psalm: I have nothing to share. Rokka: ...this drink with! (psalm, round 2 please) Finn: my fate. Han: my past, without fear

Q - what, if anything, is too serious to be joked about?

Psalm: I'd say death, but ha. Rokka: what roomie said Finn: I don't like jokes about my family and especially my uncle. Cimmorro: Wee Jas.

Q - when did you last cry in front of another person? by yourself?

Psalm: I haven't cried since I was a kid. Rokka: can we have more fun questions please :( Finn: I rarely ever cry. But last time I did, I was comforted by someone precious. Han: oh that was... (han becomes embarrassed) it is stupid Cimmorro: [wearily looks over where ezra is currently sitting across the room]

Q - do you have a secret hunch about how you're going to die

Plum: i wouldnt say secret but yes Psalm: Ugh. Keva: had a few, anything goes now i guess Rokka: why would you ask this? I don't like this question. :( Finn: Not just a hunch. Han: i won't die!!! what's with these questions Cimmorro: nothing in particular. i just hope that it will be by the goddess’ fates.

Q - fmk vinny cole ezra

Psalm: (What kind of agenda is this?) F - Vinny, M - Cole, K - Ezra. Keva: fuck ezra marry cole kill vinny Psalm: Ah Keva, finishing your doppelganger's job for her I see. That's a bit harsh. Keva: (lifts her hands in a halfhearted shrug) Rokka: Friend: cole, Meet: Vinny, K....klean for ezra......................... (in the periphery of the shot keva stares into the camera for the entirety of rokka's response) Han: fuck ezra marry cole kill vinny Finn: Who are these people? What is "fmk"? Cimmorro: f-vinny, m-cole, k-ezra

Q - Everyone, where would you like to visit someday?

Psalm: I'm not really one for traveling but since we seem to be headed there already, Vargonia sounds interesting. There's probably a lot to do there. Rokka: I like open land so anywhere with one? Finn: Sharrif!! If I wasn't dutybound at home I'd love to move there. Keva: never thought about it Han: oh oh oh! some guy passed the inn and said there are mountains that reach into another PLANE in sonnate!!! i wanna go there!!!!!! Cimmorro: i’d like to see the arcane well myself heehee

Q - what's your earliest memory? is this too spoilery idk i'm shooting my shot

Psalm: I'm pretty sure it was when my mother dropped me into the ocean by accident. Why I have no fear of swimming because of this has yet to reveal itself to me. Plum: i remember........ bumping into the kitchen table when i was younger and something might've been a rolling pin hitting me on the head and then fucking crying obviously and my parents swinging me around Rokka: I remember seeing a little bug flying around and chasing it all around so that I could tell them I thought they looked cute.....I was too small to reach the little bug on the tree though haha Keva: i don't remember her name Finn: Playing with my cousins, surrounded by our family. Han: being held by big, heavy hands. close to the chest. Cimmorro: falling off a cliff lol

Q - i had assumed psalms arcane power was new to him but is it actually?

Psalm: An interesting assumption. I'd love to know why you think so.

Q - PSALM ROUND 2 PLEASE - rokka

Psalm: I'll think about it.

Q - how do you sleep the best?

Rokka: laying sprawled on my back is the best! Sometimes fetal. Finn: I actually... do enjoy sleeping in my coffin. So in confined spaces I suppose. Sharing a bed with Rokka was very comfortable too. (Rokka self-fives himself in the bg) Psalm: Having horns makes sleeping on my back a bit of an issue, but they sit just on top of my head enough for me to sleep reasonably well on my side. Cimmorro: i don’t remember anymore… can’t say i’ve slept very well the last few years

Q - what was your mode of travel to shorewater?

Rokka: mode..? Oh, hard mode! Finn: Hard mode? Keva: (looks at the camera) Psalm: Boat. Han: foot, the odd cart here and there. Cimmorro: i stayed on land as much as possible through various modes.

Q - around what time do you prefer to eat dinner?

Rokka: any time is good in my book! Keva: late enough to not be hungry before i sleep Finn: .................. Psalm: Early evening? I've never given it much thought.

Q - if you knew in one year you would die suddenly, would you change anything about the way you're living? why?

Psalm: My life right now is not something that is within my ability to change. Rokka: Same as roomie here...I don't think I want to be falsely accused of murder... Cimmorro: … no. i’ll just have to keep trying until such time comes.

Q - what’s your typical bed time? any routines?

Rokka: Never too late! I like to do some quick stretches after a long day for a good nights rest! Most of the time I just plop down lol Finn: I like to stay up past sunrise actually. Psalm: No. I usually go right to sleep. Preferably as early as possible since I don't like being tired. Cimmorro: i try to keep a strict and healthy routine but [sigh]

Q - what's something you might like for (insert gift-giving custom for holiday equivalent here)?

Finn: Jewellery and swords. Psalm: A good book would be nice. I also like masks. Rokka: I'll like anything as long as it came from their heart! Just the idea of them thinking about me warms me up. Cimmorro: same as rokka.

Q - how do you stay fit?

Rokka: 250 Push-ups, 250 Yard Handwalk, Jump Rope- 2000 Times, 250 Straight Punches to Heavy Bag, 250 Roundhouse Kicks to Heavy Bag, annnnnd 500 Squats. Finn: Thats quite impressive Rokka: ... (Rokka salutes) Psalm: I wouldn't say I'm the most physically fit man out there. (8 STR) Cimmorro: morning walks, maybe even jogs, if i’ve got the time to spare… which is almost never. does carrying stacks of books count?

Q - to everyone: do you like anime

Rokka: what's anime? :0 Psalm: ...Animals? They're alright. I like small ones, like puppies, kittens, chicks etc. Finn: If you've seen Promare, please DM me.

Q - do you prefer meat or veggies

Rokka: meat......but veggies are good too.......can I pick both? Psalm: Meat. Finn: Meat as well. Han: meeeeeat Cimmorro: i find it difficult to enjoy a meal without having both.

Q - what is your most treasured memory

Psalm: :psalmface: Rokka: :) Finn: ^___^ Han: (Han thinks briefly and then blushes, embarrassed)

Q - how do you feel about physical touch? yea? nay?

Finn: I dont experience much of it but I enjoy it when I do. Keva: depends Psalm: I prefer to keep to myself. Rokka: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! *hugs Psalm* Psalm: *Sighs* Han: (shrugs) everyone was always touching me, so am used to it. Cimmorro: big no! unless we’re close, don’t touch me.

Q - what does friendship mean to you?

Psalm: God is that you? Rokka: Everything! Psalm, is God your friend? Psalm: *suddenly regretting his answer*

Q - coffee or tea?

Rokka: TEA! Psalm: I'm not particularly fond of either, but if I had to pick, tea. Finn: Tea! What kind do you favor Psalm? Psalm: Chamomile or mint, depending on what's available. And yourself? Finn: Oh, I quite like that one too. My favourite is Rose Petal Blend though, perhaps we could share a cup- *remembers vampirism* Ah- perhaps I could have... a cup of blood if it doesnt disgust you. Psalm: That wouldn't disgust me at all. Just pick a day. Finn: *crying cat* Keva: never had coffee Cimmorro: coffee. though one of my parents often share their special tea brew with me in the afternoons or long nights of work. it’s pretty much the only kind of tea i like… i miss it.

Q - what's a favourite feature of yourself? can be external or internal, or both

Finn: I took good care of my hair before I became undead. So my hair would've been it. Psalm: Regarding physical traits...my mother and I have identical eyes and horns. Mum found it cute, so I guess I grew up being somewhat fond as well... Interal, I don't self reflect that often. I'll leave that unanswered. Rokka: I like my blue fur! and eyes! Keva: (shrugs) don't think about that sorta thing Han: (Han becomes increasingly despondent the more she thinks) none is good enough. i need to be better. Cimmorro: my cleric magic!!!!!!!!! \\\\o//// i also like my hair and tail a lot!

Q - what’s something you used to be afraid of as a kid?

Finn: My aunt was quite scary haha. Psalm: When my mother got mad at me... Rokka: Loud noises Keva: throwing up Cimmorro: oh i used to see a shadow of a demon in my quarters quite often for a few years. freaked me out a lot of times but i believe lady wee jas protected me since that demon never did come to harm me at all. :D

Q - do you know the muffin man?

Rokka: The muffin man..? Finn: The muffin man... I would like to meet him. Keva: what

Q - what’s your preferred weather

Rokka: Sunny! but with a nice breeze! (≧▽≦) Finn: I dislike rain, but fog can be nice to watch. Since I only operate at night now clear weather is preferred. Psalm: I like sunny weather, but rainy days are nice when I don't have to be outside. Keva: warm and clear Cimmorro: same as psalm.

Q - are you an early riser or late sleeper?

Rokka: EARLY WOLF CATCHES THE DEER Psalm: Depends on when I need to get up. Keva: depends Cimmorro: both…. 🤦‍♂️

Q - what are your feelings on pda

Rokka: What's "peh-dah"? Psalm: I have no problem with it, although I dislike drawing attention to myself, so then again... Cimmorro: depends, but especially dislike it during work.

Q - what’s your best “my coworkers are crazy” story?

Rokka: (nervously glances back at everyone) Um...Uh...Haha (forced smile) Keva: (doesn't break eye contact with the camera as she gestures at the rest of the party) Psalm: I was partnered with a friend once for a... well a thing that we had to do, and he somehow managed to gamble away all of his clothing. Cimmorro: all of this right now

Q - what's your favourite type of bread

Keva: bread Rokka: Any is good! Psalm: Croissants are nice. Cimmorro: any as long as it’s fresh out of the oven.

Q - when was the last time you laughed so hard it was hard to stop? what was so funny?

Psalm: Refer to the "coworker" answer.

Q - guilty pleasures?

Psalm: I like to read poetry. I only feel guilty about it because a friend of mine said it made me seem too brooding, and now I'm a bit self conscious Cimmorro: playing pranks on my coworkers during break

Q - are you still in touch with friends from your childhood?

Keva: some of them Rokka: I wish I could say that Psalm: Not for a couple months now, no. Finn: Yes! My friend Sagessa and I are penpals, so even if we're far apart we can always talk!! Han: (han shakes her head dejectedly) Cimmorro: mhm

Q - who's someone interesting you met recently

Rokka: Finn!!!!! He can turn into things! so cool Psalm: I would also have say Finn, as I'd never met a vampire before now. Not to say the rest of you aren't interesting enough. Finn: *turns into a bat and hangs himself upside down from Rokka's shoulder* Han: (han looks around warily) (whispers) psalm BUT DONT TELL HIM THAT!!!! what is that guys DEAL Cimmorro: i agree about finn

Q - what's the best day you've had recently?

Rokka: Hard to say with whats been happening Psalm: "Recently" is a bit of a stretch. Finn: I had a good time at the ball with Orin! Cimmorro: the king consort accepting my offer was cool and exciting. feel like i haven’t had a normal job in years with how long these weeks have been going pffff

Q - do you have siblings

Psalm: It's entirely within the realm of possibility, but none that I'd ever care to meet. Keva: don't know Han: yes Cimmorro: in a way, yes

Q - how important is fashion to you

Finn: If I dont look good whats the point of anything. Psalm: Not very. Keva: it's not Rokka: Somewhat? I just bought my first and only shirt ever!! that's pretty fashionable of myself if you asked me. B) Han: (gets bashful) there are some cute dresses i see around town but... :wiwi: Cimmorro: [gestures at all of himself] :-)

Q - do you have any personal belongings that you would feel upset about losing? what are they?

Psalm: No, I've never really had any attachment to material things. I suppose there is this dagger I've picked up recently that has served some use, so maybe that...maybe. Finn: My earrings or my sword. I cherish them. Han: yeah. some weapons i have were made by uuh. a significant person in my life. Cimmorro: my headpiece and holy symbol. other jewelry pieces i have i can replace easily, but not these…

Q - if you had a completely free day with no responsibilities or obligations, what would you do with your time?

Finn: Honestly? I'd like to sleep and dream about nice things. Rokka: I would love to go sight seeing at places i haven't been to! Han: oh me too Rokka!!!! maybe we can go together someday :) Cimmorro: mmm… quite rare the last few years but i did enjoy my day offs by fishing, spending time with the children and sleeping of course. i’ve no idea what else to do, otherwise...

Q - do you take long or short baths?

Finn: I liked to take long baths back then. Rokka: long! gotta make sure all this fur is fresh and clean! Han: i used to be in and out of the water real fast but i can enjoy a long bath now sometimes... Cimmorro: i like to take long ones whenever i can! but i often find myself having to take short baths or showers in a rush...

Q - favourite piece of literature?

Psalm: I haven't gotten much reading in recently, but I liked the stories my mum would read to me when I was younger. When I remember the names I'll get back to you. Rokka: the ones that has a picture of something and words that tells me what they are! I like those if that counts Keva: my what Finn: I love folklore and fairy tales... I hope this doesn't make me seem childish. Han: lich-reh.... is that one of those book names for a mushroom?? Cimmorro: does the white book count? feel like that’d be too obvious hehe… i like to read anything i find interesting at the time. arcane, scriptures of other churches, etc. not too big of a fan of fictions though.

Q - ur cute have a nice day ♡

Finn: Rokka someone said youre cute. Rokka: oh..! really? how do you know?!

Q - if you could get away with one crime what would it be

Rokka: the only crime I will commit is this current crime due to being framed!!! Cin: Arson. Psalm: Murder I guess, given our current situation. Cimmorro: ...if i knew i was guilty, i’d turn myself right in.

Q - We Got A Benefit Concert 4 These Male Lesbians In Da Planning Stages How U Gon Contribute

Keva: [geralt "hm"]

Q - where is this fuk house located. I need it for research purposes.

Han: there are several brothels in shorewater, if you want i can give recommendation...

Q - how do you feel about showing skin when it comes to what you wear? are you comfortable with it, or do you prefer not to?

Han: (slaps her bare thigh) you know it baaabyyyyyyy Rokka: i feel more comfortable and less restricted with no shirt.....pants r cool tho! Psalm: Like any average person. Cimmorro: unless it’s incredibly hot out, i 100% avoid exposing any of these scales to any dirts and stains

Q - maybe in a word or two, without giving a lot away, what are you in shorewater for?

Han: i was told to get a fresh start here? whatever that means LOL Keva: repay a debt Rokka: im just s---im just sitting here Psalm: No particular reason. Just ended up here really.

Q - do you ever feel lonely

Finn: ^___^ Rokka: hard to when I'm around these fellas *gestures to everyone* Psalm: No, I don't mind being by myself. Keva: (long silence with no eye contact before answering) sometimes, lately, whatever Cimmorro: fucking homesick is more like it

Q - what's something that makes you feel nostalgic

Han: ... some of my weapons and tools. Keva: i guess, elfonsent or whatever it's called here....big festivals for public holidays Cimmorro: Jasper.

Q - do you like to cook? what would you say is your specialty?

Rokka: does roasting something on a stick count??? Han: same as rokka... i think i always did more of preparation of ingredients than actual cooking. Keva: i don't cook Cimmorro: yeee people seem to enjoy my stuffed grilled fish the most

Q - do you like it here in shorewater, unfortunate events aside?

Han: yeah!!! its been fun! i was not here very long but i made a couple of friends!! Keva: eh, it's definitely true a lot of things happen here Cimmorro: i'm not particularly interested of this place

Q - how would you feel about getting involved in a train murder mystery that may or may not involve werewolves?

Han: WEREWOLVES???????????? HOW DO I INVOLVE MYSELF Keva: hard pass Cimmorro: [grimacing] i’d rather avoid doing anything that doesn’t involve my duties to my faith, if i had the choice.

Q - what incredibly common thing have you never done?

Finn: So, I hear that commoners are very skilled in all sorts of handiwork? How exhilarating. One day, I'd like to fix my chair myself when it breaks down. Or shop for ingredients on a market street myself, imagine the wonders! Keva: read Cimmorro: ...a vacation?

Q - Welcome to Good Burger home of the Good Burger! Can I take your order?

Finn: May I order some Nuggets

Q - do you prefer to be the big spoon or the little spoon?

Psalm: Neither. I don't sleep on my side. Keva: if i had to pick, big Rokka: either one...I'm not picky Finn: I have never been either. Well, perhaps the little spoon after sharing a bed with Rokka? Han: big spoon!!!!! Cimmorro: big

Q - do you like to dance?

Keva: (shrugs) it can be fun with friends Psalm: Yes. Rokka: yeah!! boogie woogie oogie Finn: Very much so! Cimmorro: yeap!!

Q - if you could have any animal or beast as a pet without any harm to you or those around you, what would you have?

Rokka: bunnies are cute hehe Han: i would have a giant dragon or chimera or some thing badass like that Finn: A dragon indeed sounds "badass". But isn't it too big?... Cimmorro: both are huge and sound tedious to upkeep nonetheless. i’m perfectly happy with Jasper.

Q - if you were to change your hairstyle, what would you do?

Han: i wonder what it would be like if i cut all off, but... Keva: cut it short again i guess Psalm: I'd grow it out. Rokka: *looks at his whole body* much to think about Finn: I'd want to cut it short again. But at the moment I'm trying to grow it out. Cimmorro: i once considered growing mine out a bit just to try, but i usually trim my hair during the summer so it never came to be. i feel like it’d be a hassle to do it now and i’ve lost interest.

Q - Hey! What do you guys think of the death penalty?

Keva: i don't Want to think abt the death penalty Rokka: same here Finn: Sir this is a fuckhouse.

Q - have you all ever heard a voice in your head?

Rokka: the one that sounds like me? yeah Psalm: No. Finn: *blinks Yes in morse code*

Q - boobs or butts?

Psalm: Who would ask this...? *He chuckles and doesn't answer.* Rokka: Do.....Do we really have to answer this? *sweating* Finn: There's only one correct choice. Han: this question is foolish. both are great.

Q - if you could wake up tomorrow having gained any one quality or ability, what would it be?

Plum: ..................................... Psalm: The ability to go back in time would be useful. Plum: the ability to go back in time would be useful Rokka: stop making me choose one thing i can't choose. Finn: I want to dual wield blades. Cimmorro: teleportation powers perhaps...

Q - if you were able to live to the age of 90 and retain either the mind or body of a 30 year old for the last 60 years of your life, which would you want?

Psalm: What an odd question... I'd rather keep my mind. I'm curious how a 90-year old me would look. Rokka: This is hard Finn: *laughs in vampire* Han: body Cimmorro: body

Q - tell me about the first crush you remember having

Psalm: No. (offscreen there is a screech of a chair. keva is leaving) Rokka: Ummm...... Finn: (Finn "Hm"s) Did anyone else crush on characters from the books they've read? For me it was a swordsman, in any case. Han: (whispers to the asker) whats a crush?? Cimmorro: [tilting head at han and shaking his head] ...yeah, finn. wee jas.

Q - what’s your favourite thing about someone you admire?

Rokka: she's really tall! and strong! I admire her strengths! she's really nice!!! She's the best. Keva: that everything would be okay if they were around. or it felt like that at least Psalm: He was more friendly than me, and I envied how easily he could make friends when we were younger. Finn: He stands his ground against anyone. Han: they are so easy going and kind hearted, even when i am not to them. Cimmorro: just about everything? especially that they seem to never break under pressure and are completely capable of making decisions with swiftness and grace...

Q - would you like to be famous? in what way?

Psalm: Absolutely not. Keva: no Rokka: I don't think I have the skills to go that far. Finn: I don't aspire much fame but some renown as a swordsman seems worthwhile. Cimmorro: gaining a good enough reputation to be an influencer… i believe it would be important for the church, so i wouldn’t refuse it.

Q - rokka how does it feel to be the funniest person in existence

Rokka: I don't know how it feels because I just found out I am funny...? How?

Q - rokka i have on good authority that cole wants to play rugby with you what’s your response

Rokka: YEAHHHH LETS GOOOOOO maybe then we can become true friends through the bonds of rugby!!!!!

Q - rokka what do you think about shirts

Rokka: They're alright I guess? Don't really see the point of it though

Q - Plum, would you like to shop with me one day? I love your fashion sense. -Finn

Plum: I WOULD LOVE TO. WHEN THIS SHIT IS OVER THEN ALSO THANK YOU

Q - plum are your teeth crooked or did you lose a tooth

Plum: they're crooked

Q - cole what do you think about vinny as a boss

Cole: ooooh incredible ! The fact that i get to work under a wizard of his skills as an apprentice still bowls me over, I've learned so much and i haven't even been here all that long. I know he doesn't seem to like the Accord much but being part of their group is no joke, he musta' had some cool projects back in the day. He doesn't seem to mind when i break things either, he's a real swell guy like that, nothing like my last boss [nervous laughter]

Q - when is the last time you got a manipedi

Rokka: got a what? Cimmorro: i do my own! as often as needed!

Q - what is it like having a tail

Rokka: Idk? ok? but what's it like NOT having a tail though? :thonk: Psalm: ...Normal. This is the norm for me, so I have no clue how to answer this in a way that would be satisfactory to someone that doesn't have one. Like with any part of the body, I don't really think about it unless I remember it's there. I guess the one thing is that I don't like having holes in my clothes, so everything I wear is low waisted. Finn: I wasn't aware everything you wear is low waisted, much less why. Psalm: I always wear a waist sash, but next time I can go without if you're curious. Cimmorro: i used to trip over my own tail a lot when i was a kid. it was rather long for my size at the time hehe

Q - you’re right rokka what is it like Not having a tail

Rokka: You Tell Me Keva: they weren't asking you

Q - rokka how do you maintain your fur

Rokka: Check out my youtube channel please like and subscribe! -> [link to fur answer above]

Q - Keva what is the way to your heart? I'm asking for a friend...

Keva: tell your friend to find smth better to do

Q - finn your hair is so shiny what’s your secret

Finn, visibly confused: There is no secret to my haircare. I simply do what everyone else does, no? Personally I use lye soap and rosewater. Perhaps you ought to try a different oil or mixture from your usual.

Q - finn what do you think about your uncle’s growing fanclub? what does he think abt it?

Finn: His "fanclub"? Well, it is true people take a liking to my uncle rather quickly, but I've yet to see him reciprocate any such affections. If this "club" is anything official I would like to be its president though, to guide others of course. I may find someone who could get along with him, he really ought to settle down one of these days!

Q - finn can you tell us a little bit about your cousins?

Finn: Hmm... from the beginning they have been more outgoing than me, I must admit I am a bit envious of that. But the Vengaboys have brought out a lot in me already, I think.

Q - hey finn how tall are your heels

Finn: 3 inches. But I have taller ones for balls and the like.

Q - orin what would it take for you to share an embarrassing story about keva

Orin: hmmmm id probably wait until she left the room first....

Q - vinny how bad is your eyesight without glasses

Vinny: bad enough that id fall down the stairs in my own store if i lost em’ [anime sweatdrop] its why they have that handy string attached to them now, and well also because the cats like to bat at my face sometimes...

Q - ezra and cole have you ever had to help vinny find his glasses. let me clarify i know he has that thing where his glasses can hang from his neck but have you ever had to help vinny find his glasses bc he lost them anyways

Ezra: never, but he didn't always have the string, he told me he slapped it on because he had that exact problem. Cole: I've only ever seen em' with that string so he’s never really lost em'... though one time he broke them and i had to help him around the store for a week until a friend of his could fix them, its the grumpiest ive ever seen him [ she makes a face like this :y and laughs ]

Q - ezra i'm serious will you please let me buy you a new coat

Ezra: [he looks down confused at his clothes] ....

Q - ezra why won’t you get a new coat

Ezra: ...... do i need a new coat...? *Psalm laughs a little in the bg.*

Q - can you tell us more about your family han?

Han: ha ha hA HA HA HA HA HA HA. no. i want avoid all thought about them.

Q - han which muscle group is your favourite to flex

Han: (sits like the thinker for a long time in contemplative silence) for me, legs and thighs feel most strong. but others like when i flex arms 💪

Q - han you are very cool don’t let anyone tell you otherwise also i love you

Han: i am cool, thank you mystery stranger, also wH--

Q - han do you want to build a snowman

Han: you know, we used to play game where we would roll each other in wheel, down mountain, into snowmen, and who hits most win... fun times. i do want to build snowman again, yes :)

Q - which of you know how to tell direction from the stars

Han: i know ! 😊 (quieter) but only little bit... Cimmorro: ...y’know, someone once tried to teach me how to do this but i’ve fallen asleep while we were talking. [has guilt written all over his face]

Q - han what is your favourite way to wear your hair

Han: ah...my sibling did this complicated braid on me, before... it look very thin, like basket weaving...sad, never learned how they do it (han looks a bit melancholic)

Q - what do you value most in friendship?

Psalm: I should buy a full pitcher of beer at the next tavern, and for every question about friendship we receive just take a long sip from it. Rokka: the bond! loyalty! respect! this is more than one! oh well! Finn: The ability to confide without fearing loss or judgement. Keva: trust Han: oh, i agree with answer from finn.

Q - han, cole, and rokka how did you get so swole

Cole: [she taps her forehead] step one...mental fortitude.... Han: (scoffs) have someone on your ass since you have memory Rokka: (taps his biceps) determination!

Q - May I inquire where you've picked up that rodent from Keva? -Finn

Keva: while traveling

Q - psalm how long have you kept a journal

Psalm: Not very. I just started it. Helps to keep my thoughts organised, and having just reached Shorewater I figured it would be worth chronicling what I got up to.

Q - psalm you wear a lot of black nail polish but do you have any other colors? what are your favourites?

Psalm: I'm not fond of bright colours (for my nails at least), so black is my favourite. I've never really tried out anything else, but maybe I should, just for a change of pace.

Q - do you guys like piercings ?

Keva: do i like having them or do i like when other people have them what are you asking Rokka: (points at keva) what she said Psalm: Yes, I do have them after all.

Q - aaaaalright heres a better question then. would you prefer for your partner to have piercings or not? do you find it attractive?

Psalm: Oh I see. I guess they are attractive aren't they? (lol) Rokka: if they like them then I like them! They can wear whatever they want! I don't really have a preference for it. Finn: As long as it is nothing obscene, I will accept it. It can have its charm, I admit. Keva: i don't really care. i guess? Han: its so cool!! i wanted some myself but aah.. my tribe was very against that thing Cimmorro: yeah and yup.

Q - hey tieflings what’s horn maintenance like for you

Psalm: Not unlike er-, "body maintenance". At least in my case I don't do anything particularly special. Cimmorro: mine are too small to have any need for maintenance. i consider it a lucky thing since it’s less things to worry about.

Q - Psalm, who is your favourite character in GBF? -Finn

Psalm: I like Vania. I have to start playing water now because of her new alt unfortunately but... can't be helped. Finn: Haha, I like that answer. Good luck with your water! Psalm: Oh? I'm glad I passed. And thank you.

Q - would you ever wear matching couple things with your significant other

Finn: As long as it is fashionably, gladly.... That sounds like a very sweet idea, dear reader. Rokka: yeah!! I think it's cute hehe Psalm: That depends on the thing. Keva: ^ Cimmorro: absolutely

Q - hi um this question is for psalm how do you keep your hooves warm in the winter? do you have socks? leg warmers?

Psalm: That's an interesting question. While I'm not that well versed in the specifics of tiefling anatomy, I do know that keeping warm isn't really an issue for me whenever it gets cold, so I don't typically wear anything like socks.

Q - rokka do you have a favourite meat dish?

Rokka: hmm...anything roasted on a stick? But that's a stick not dish...meat buns!

Q - hey psalm han and plum your brows are amazing what salon do you go to

Han: sah lon? i dont know what that but these run in family Psalm: These are how they are naturally. I have better things to do with my own time than fuss about my appearance too much.

Q - what are your thoughts on the institution of marriage

Psalm: My parents are married and seem to like each other enough, so I suppose it's not so bad. Finn: I think it is merely a matter of who you choose to spend your life with, not marriage itself. So, I would like to be wed happily. Han: (whispers to the asker) whats marriage???? Cimmorro: [tilts head and squints a bit at han again rn]

Q - keva, do you think youll ever learn how to read? if yes, what kind of books would you want to read ?

Keva: (gaze falls to the table at the first question but at the second question she looks up and her eyes slightly squint questioningly at you) idk what kinda books there are bc i can’t read Psalm: Would you like some recommendations? I can read them to you if you want. Keva: (is getting visibly pink) Psalm: ....Is that a no?

Q - for every one, what's the way to your heart??

Finn: Hmm... you must be worthy as my rival! (he gives his rapier a test swing) That is for sure. But should you lack a passion for swordsmanship, please do your best to entertain me at a ball, at the very least. Rokka: um...? (Scratches his head nervously) I'm not sure how to answer this haha....just....please love me??? *shy* Psalm: I've never thought about it. I just like who I like. Cimmorro: fuck around and find out!

Q - do you own any porn? what kind

Han: asker, are you sure you dont just want directions to brothel? Rokka: what's a porn and how do you own one? What kinds are there? Psalm: "What's a porn" he says... Don't worry too much about it Rokka. Cimmorro: the only porn you all should be reading is the white book

Q - would you or would you not try roller skates (shoes with wheels on them)?

Finn: Shoes with wheels on them? That sounds most absurd... and yet... I must inform my uncle of this. Where does one acquire such shoes... ? Rokka: (tries to picture this in his head for too long the interviewer moves on) 🤔 Psalm: This sounds like a prime setup for falling on my ass, so no.

Q - hi vengaboys. i’ve been following your adventures since predebut. i’ve been stuck at home bc of a global pandemic and i gotta say it’s really bumming me out. what should i do

Finn: I have plenty experience with staying at home. A lot of people might tell you to hone a skill or indulge in hobbies you have been neglecting and while that can be a productive use of your time, it is easier spoken than done, no? I recommend, if you are allowed, to seek out quiet places without many people around. That way you do not endanger yourself or anyone else in these trying times. Spending time in nature is quite refreshing. Please look forward to our continued performance, dear reader. Psalm: *Is somewhat amazed.* I don't think I can give a better answer than that one. Rokka: wow finn you're so smart

Q - would you ever become a vegetarian if you aren’t already one

Keva: no Rokka: I don't like salad Psalm: Sure. Finn: I would literally die. I know I like to not die, so no.

Q - To psalm and finn, what’s your thoughts on that belial guy?

Psalm: *coughs into his sleeve* Finn: *does the same*

Q - how do you like to celebrate birthdays

Finn: I think throwing a ball can be quite fun, but I think spending it intimately is far more pleasurable. I am not so vain as to demand a ball each time.

Q - do you have people waiting for you wherever you call home? if you can share, who?

Finn: My family. I can't wait to speak to my cousins again and tell them about this job, shall it go well. Psalm: I'm not sure if "waiting" is the word I'd use, but yes. Cimmorro: i can’t imagine any of those people not wanting my presence again

Q - do you like hugs

Finn: ... If they come from the right people, then yes, certainly. Rokka: oh! yes, I like hugging Psalm: What Finn said. I like them about as much as the average person, although I have a friend that mocks me for not being particularly good at giving them, whatever that means. (How can you be bad at hugging...?) Finn: Perhaps your posture is stiff, Psalm? It can make the hug feel rather "cold", so to speak. Psalm: That's what he said... (He looks lost in thought.) Rokka: psalm if you need practice hugging I am here (stands there with open arms) Finn: Consciously think about your movement. Are you actually bending your torso, properly using your arms? Try with Rokka. Keva: (was about to answer but is now biting her lip to keep from laughing at rokka and finn coaching psalm on hugging) Han: (faces away from this spectacle and slaps a hand over her mouth to not break out laughing too) Psalm: There's a lot more that goes into hugging than I initially thought.

Q - do you prefer hot weather or cold?

Keva: hot Han: cold!! honestly its too hot in shorewater... i never thought i would miss snow Rokka: more warm than hot......but if i had to choose between the two then it would be cold Finn: I've been preferring cold weather as of late. Psalm: Hot. Cimmorro: personally i’m more of an in between guy but if i’ve no choice then i’d say cold.

Q - when was the last time you went on a date

Finn: I'd like to go on one in the first place :cryingcat: Rokka: I wanna go on one too!! Finn: ... Looks like we both have something to gain here. I jest of course. Psalm: *racking his brain* Can't remember. Cimmorro: a couple or so years ago.

Q - Hello Vengaboys! We have not had the pleasure of meeting but I am an old friend of Finnian's. He tells me about your travels in his letters and I quite look forward to reading them. Your time in Shorewater sounds like it has been quite the whirlwind! I am writing because I have always known Finnian to be a kind and gentle boy who worries about others often, and I want to be sure he is as okay as he says he is. How is he really? Please treat him well, and please do not tell him I wrote! I imagine he would be quite beside himself with embarrassment if he found out. Sincerely yours, Sagessa P.S. I do hope we get to meet one day! May Pelor protect you until and long after then.

Rokka: Hello sagessa!! Nice to, uh, read you! I didn't know he had a friend! Yes...shorewater has been super crazzzzy. Kind of scary actually...don't come here. (Lol) you're right he is kind and well so far! He's nice to me and I like him! We shared a bed and it was nice. Also, don't worry my lips are sealed! Promise! Sincerely, Rokka. P.s. I hope to meet you soon! (saying this all outloud)

Q - Who taught you all how to fight? Or to hone in on a specific skill?

Psalm: I've been trying to figure that out myself. Rokka: my father Finn: *side eyes psalm* I took an interest in swordsmanship early. I've had an instructor and participated in many tournaments. Your opponents are your most valuable teachers. Han: ...the whole tribe, really. Keva: i learned on my own at first. Cimmorro: good ol’ parents gyahaha

Q - do any of you know how to give good massages

Psalm: I know, but whether or not they're "good" remains to be seen. Cimmorro: we were certainly taught basic massage techniques but i don’t really have the strength for it [laughs wryly]

Q - what are your thoughts and feelings about your country or hometown?

Psalm: I'll save time and just say that they're mostly positive. Finn: My hometown is okay. Could be better. :/ Cimmorro: i like my hometown. i can’t imagine settling down anywhere else at the moment.

Q - do you like bugs

Rokka: yeah, they're neat! Lady bugs were my favourite when I was young. Keva: as long as they're not biting me or trying to get at my food, they're fine Psalm: No, but I'm not scared of them either or anything silly like that. Finn: As a child I was less aversive to them but I must admit I find them most unpleasant and avoid all contact. Cimmorro: yeah!

Q - would you confess to your love interest first

Rokka: idk maybe? I've never been in this situation before do I'm not sure...👉👈 Psalm: It depends. No sense in keeping some things hidden though. Finn: If there is no other way, yes. Cimmorro: sure. beating around the bush feels like a waste of time really.

Q - Do any of you have any second given names?

Finn: Yes, actually. My second name is Oswald. Han: (scoffs) no. threw it out.

Q - does your chain hang low does it bobble to the floor can you tie it in a knot can you tie in a bow can you throw it o’er your shoulder like a smth smth smth does your chain hang low

Finn: Psalm, do you recognize this writing ? Psalm: It...sounds vaguely familiar, but as I'm not from around here I'm not too sure.

Q - have you ever been to or in a wedding party? do you like going to weddings?

Psalm: I've been to my parents' wedding, but aside from that not really. I do like parties. Wedding parties seem like fun. Cimmorro: i ordain weddings... or, well, i used to. the parties are fun, but overseeing the ceremony itself is something i’d rather avoid.

Q - have you ever been somewhere haunted?

Psalm: I would hope not. Cimmorro: once or twice? strangely fun? i’d recommend it :)

Q - have you ever held a baby

Psalm: Probably? What kind of question is this? Han: ..yeah. Cimmorro: yeah! it was practically my job back then haha

Q - what would be an invention you’d really like to see to make life easier

Psalm: Airships were already invented, so I'm out of ideas. Cimmorro: a portable communication device more efficient than a sending stone sounds nice

Q - plum do you miss your sister?

Plum: yeah. who the hell are you

Q - keva what's your favourite hairstyle?

Keva: there’s up and there’s down idk how to do anything else Finn: You don't know how to do anything else? If you are ever interested I'd be happy to assist you in finding something to your liking. And to teach, shall you wish it. Keva: first psalm now you what is going on Psalm: It's an admirable trait for sure :-). Finn: You could simply stand to make more of yourself, Keva. Keva: you're just making fun of me now Finn: Absolutely not. But let's just say you're not going to impress anyone like this. Keva: who is there to-- i'm not Trying to impr-- okay (she is leaving) Finn laughs quietly to himself as she leaves Psalm: Hmm.. if I ever grow my hair out I'll be sure to come to you Finn. Finn: Gladly.

Q - i heard thru the town crier that you all were not in fact the ones who ruined elfonsent spell but how do i know i can trust you

Psalm: We didn't ruin the ball. Just take the kings' word for it I guess

Q - do you like to draw

Finn: I do not recall ever trying my hand at it. I've no time for such things. Plum: sometimes Cimmorro: sure.

Q - would you get a tattoo? what and where would it be?

Rokka: What if 😳 I already 😳 have a tattoo😳 ? 😳 On my back 😳 Plum: *confused thinking about all the fur... did they shave him first and then tattoo him? the fuck would be the point if the fur just grows back??* Han: i only have all this birthmark... and if anything, i would like to get rid of them. Cimmorro: i already have one but maybe i’d get a few more 🤔

Q - when you’re not feelin so hot what do you do to cheer yourself up?

Rokka: roaming or good company is always nice...but it hasn't been that easy to have these days. Keva: find somewhere up high Psalm: Not sure. I have the tendency to avoid problems. Plum: drink, i think? pretty sure i drink Han: go as far into a forest as i can Cimmorro: drink

Q - have any of you had a job before this? i know han worked at the swallow’s perch but what about the rest of you? what was the job if you can share?

Psalm: I'm in my early twenties. I think there'd be something wrong if I didn't have some line of work before this. (He ignores the rest of the question.) Plum: i work for an alchemist over in talornia Rokka: check it (starts juggling) Han: hey im still working there ;-; Cimmorro: temple work. i help oversee almost everything.

Q - do any of you know how to play instruments?

Psalm: I definitely can't. Keva: sort of, not really Cimmorro: nah... though i was interested in learning one

Q - any favourite scary stories?

Psalm: I'm pretty ambivalent about the horror genre. Not my thing. Finn: That's a shame. I would've asked you for a recommendation Psalm.

#QA #QARokka #QAKeva #QAHan #QAFinn #QAPlum #QAPsalm #QAVinny #QAEzra #QACole #QACimmorro #chip creates a whole new series of tags

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Hi, thx so much... ugh, where do I start? I hope this doesnt seem too open or anything. Basically, Ive been having some problems with my best friend. Were both in 2nd-year uni and we go to school in diff cities. Weve been close since we started high school. And I love her, and shes usually my goto person to talk to or shoulder to cry on. But the thing is, shes much more social and Im not. She was my only friend in high school and while shes still closest with me she had others. (1/?)

Now in uni she still has tons of friends and I haven't really been able to make any. We havent rlly drifted apart but our convos are mostly limited to FB texts. Shes now rooming with another friend & I just have this crippling fear of being replaced. Bc it would be so much easier for her. And sometimes she does things that are sort of weird. I feel like im always shifting plans to suit her needs. She doesnt respond to half of what I text her. (2/3) (3 is the limit I promise, so sorry!)

Ive also begun a big Undertale fic and Im super excited about it, but even tho I've started posting it she doesnt seem to want to read it, she said she might someitme "if she has time" & "if shes bored." Which hurts. I tried to talk to her abt all this stuff last year, but she seems to have... forgotten. & I feel so bad & dont know how to deal with it, much as i ❤ her i dont always like the way she treats me. Its so hard to tell the line b/w actual worry and bein whiny. (3/4 sorry!!!!)

I know she has her own stuff going on and I try to be there for her but its so hard. Parts of me have stopped caring about her stuff as much as I should which I KNOW is awful of me as a friend, like when she told me the girl she loved didnt love her back, stuff like that, and I just dont know what to do. My loneliness has gone into hyperdrive basically, and its very confusing. Am I just being self pitying? Any advice would mean so so much to me. (4/4 I am SO SORRY for spamming you with this)

Wow this got long. Gonna put it under a cut.

Hey. Hey? First, deep breath. This might seem like the end of the world, but it isn’t. Trust me.

When you reach this point in your life your whole social dynamic is going to shift into what I’ll call ‘adult friends’. When you went to school it was super easy to make friends (or easier than it is now), because you were put in a small group of people your age and you were basically forced to interact. You might still have some of that in college, but it’s much less forced. The things that held you together with your peers isn’t really guaranteed as much to be there anymore.

First thing you need to tell yourself is that friends typically don’t get ‘replaced’ when you’re older. At least, not if you’ve stopped acting like a kid. Most of the time the friends you had in highschool are just gonna... drift apart. It happens all the time and it’s natural.

And while I can’t relate, I know a lot of people just have a large circle of friends they talk to about various things. Each friend has a different appeal. It’s not so much ‘replacing’ as it is ‘adding’.

Now I won’t speak for your friend, but from what you do mention about her not being flexible and not responding to texts, it could be a whole host of things. Maybe her schedule is just super rigid. Maybe she just forgets to respond to your texts, especially if she’s got about five different other people she’s talking to. Maybe she has nothing to say. Unfortunately these are things you’re probably going to have to talk to her about if they’re bothering you. Friendships thrive on communication.

As for her not getting into your fic... it might hurt? But try not to let it bother you.

When I was getting into Undertale and back on the writing bus I did the same thing with a friend of mine. While she’s always been supportive, she never really wanted to read it even if I asked what she thought, and after awhile I realized it just wasn’t something I could really engage with her back and forth with. She just didn’t know what to ask, didn’t really want to read a subject she knew very little about.

It hurt a little at first, but then I just realized she didn’t have the same interest in it as I did. I just sorta pushed it to the side when it came to talking to her even though it was such a big thing in my life. Instead of saying “I’m working on this Undertale fic omg you wouldn’t believe what--” I’d change how I worded what I wanted to say to be a little less restrictive. Instead I would say “I’m working on some writing and these characters are being--”

See the difference? The second is much more inclusive to someone who has no idea what the fuck Undertale is. They can still engage. I can’t force her to enjoy something I do just like she can’t force me to enjoy something she does.

And no, you are not being self-pitying. You’re worried about a friendship you cherish. You’re worried about how your friend treats you. You’re worried that things are coming between the two of you. You care enough about this friend that you don’t want to lose them, but that also means you’re going to have to work on it. You’re gonna have some awkward, intense moments coming up even if they’re scary.

You gotta be brave.

What you need to do is think. Think about your friendship. You mentioned that you think she treats you bad sometimes. Make a list of the things she does that make you feel bad. Can’t come up with an answer as to why she might do these things? Ask her. Bring it up. It’s scary, but if she values your friendship she’ll listen and you two can work things out.

But friendship is a two-way street. There are ways you can improve too. Find interests you share. Try not to feel bad when she doesn’t like the same things anymore, you’re both starting to grow up and get different interests.

Set boundaries and stick to them. You say you’re always shifting your plans and not the other way around. Stop. Put your foot down. Say no, you can’t shift these around. Don’t bend to her whims all the time. Set a hard line. She will work with you and bend her own plans too if your friendship is valued.

Most importantly though, as scary as it is, don’t be afraid that you two might just be drifting apart. A lot of friendships end after highschool and most of them aren’t because of fights. They’re just... from drifting apart. It might seem like you won’t find more friends, but you will.

I’ve been friends with the same girl since I was a teenager. She lives in Canada. I love her so, so much. When I got a divorce and she started college again we kinda just... didn’t talk much. We used to talk every single day but we didn’t anymore and that bothered the fuck out of me. I thought we were drifting apart, and in a way we kinda have.

She has a boyfriend she plays games with a lot, games that I don’t enjoy. I like to roleplay and write and play games that she doesn’t enjoy. She’s busy as fuck and I’m absolutely incompetent at conversations half the time. We don’t have all the same interests anymore and sometimes we go a full week without saying a word to each other, and we both realize things have changed a bit, but it hasn’t changed how we feel about one another. We still love each other a lot.

College is when you’re going to start to realize that, maybe, a lot of your friends you make are gonna be online. Chatrooms. Games. Writing. Roleplaying. They’re gonna scatter the globe. I have friends from Canada to the states to Indonesia and Germany. I visit the friends within an hour of me maybe... once or twice a month. That’s fine with me. It doesn’t bother me much. I talk to one friend I had in highschool maybe... once every... three months? I don’t hate them, I just don’t have much in common with them anymore. It happens.

But I should wrap this up.

Breathe. Take a nice, deep breathe. This isn’t the end of the world even if it’s scary and you wish you didn’t have to deal with it. You’ll survive even if the outcome is the worst thing you can imagine.

Friendships change over time.

Communicate your feelings.

Evaluate your own role in the relationship and if you need to make some changes too.

Set hard boundaries.

If you need more advice, I’m here.

#life advice #relationships #anonymous #skull answers

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jawllines · 7 years

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im crYING PLEASE SHARE WHAT U HAVE OF SINGLE DAD HARRY SO FAR

OKAY HERE IT IS IT ISNT A LOT BUT LIKE KIND OF A LOT I STARTED WRITING A WHILE AGO

Y/N falls a lot.

Its an unexplored phenomenon that happened upon her suddenly; she thinks she might've been on the end of some curse, if you asked her, that's how sudden it'd been. As if she'd ticked off a witch somehow and she damned her to a life of ungainly inelegance that gets her fixed into some shitty situations. Like once she'd tripped over her feet, reached out for something to grab onto and unintentionally knocked over two motorcycles outside of a cute diner that she then had to hall ass from (her friend in toe). Another time she tripped over the curb, sloshed her coffee on a small child and had to deal with a very bitter mother. Once she'd even stumbled a little too far beyond a bush at a club she 100% wasn't meant to be at, and found her history professor getting his nether regions fondled by a cute, blond beefcake. Hell, she was even losing her job soon because of it -- nobody likes a waitress who spills everything.

It's safe to say, it was a terrible thing she's got going for her. . .except her history professor will often be lenient with her and extending dates or grading easier, but she thinks it's because he's married and she's carrying his secret with him -- but other than that, mostly bad.

So when she'd tumbled down outside of a particularly big, fancy house because she'd missed a small ball rolling towards her, she only expected the worst. Especially since this isn't her neighborhood, and she sort of snuck in passed big rocks and dusty bushes with her dog tucked beneath her armpit. Now before someone goes and calls her a creep or a burglar or something, she walks her dog here for two reasons. 1 being it was a nice neighborhood that she didn't have to look over her shoulder constantly in fear, and the streets were wide, and it was nice to pretend that this is where she lived for a few minutes. 2 being that this is where Alfred -- her pug -- liked walking most.

Her tumbles often result in scratches and scrapes, but a particularly sharped pebbled area had raked across her knees. She moans in pain watching a trickle of blood, glistening in the glittery rays of sun and leaving a snail trail of a stain in it's wake -- she's got to climb over all them rocks again, but with an opened wound? So basically she's welcoming any sort of disease to just really have at her, like a buffet for tiny little viruses hiding in dirt or however that works.

Alfred is getting fussy besides her because they are sitting and not walking and Y/N's about to tell him to stop being a grump when a small voice startles her, "Oh no!" It exclaims, all snuffled and snotty and her head darts over to see a kid around 5 or 6 staring at her knee with wide eyes, "Your hurt! Oh no, oh no, oh no, you're going to die!" And he's cute -- really cute, and familiar looking but before she can get a look at him or tell him that she isn't dying or anything, it was just a scrape, he's scampering off back towards his house. For a moment she thought he'd been running away from the scene of the crime, as she presumes it was his ball she tripped over, but then with a loud cry of, "Daddy!" and a few stumbles over untied shoelaces, he's barging through his front door and leaving it wide open.

Y/N wraps her fist around Alfred's leash a few times -- the naughty bugger is trying to get away -- while she stares up at the massive house. It's the one all the neighbor's always gab to her about (they think she's a hot shot lawyer's kid down the way or something, but it's not like she's lying she just doesn't bother correcting them when they spout the wrong name to her). Messy divorce, she'd heard, including stuff thrown onto the lawn, yelling loud enough that they could hear despite the space between each house, keyed cars, angry ex's, scorned lovers of the past, a whole shebang at a party a month or two ago that involved heavy alcohol and admitting infidelity. Pretty juicy stuff, about this house, and she's about to meet one of causes of it.

She hadn't known they had a kid though. . .that makes the gabbing much less satisfying and much more sad.

The kid was cute enough -- sounded like he had loads of snot jammed up his nose, but he had soft features and soft looking hair. Very precious. . .like a cute little newsie boy; if he was her kid she would probably dress him up like that. She'd also get him to blow his nose until all of the gunk left in a gnarly hunk, but he wasn't her kid so she guesses he'll just have to stay stuffed up and uncomfortable. Or a least she thinks he might be uncomfortable because she's surely uncomfortable when she can't breathe but --

"Here Daddy look!" The voice starts again and Y/N looks up to where she sees the boy again and a very frazzled looking man running out in a robe that's just barely tied and his hair wrapped up in a towel and Y/N's mouth falls open.

His father. . .his father was very much Harry Styles.

"She's going to die, Daddy, and it's 'cos of me ball." He goes again, wiping at his nose on the sleeve of his shirt and Harry freaking Styles smiles warmly as he let's his son -- his son who Y/N knows is named Theodore because she's been following this man's life since her awkward teenage years -- tug him down to his level, before a more apologetic smile lands on Y/N.

"She's not going to die Pet," he sighs, "Just a scrape is all -- what've I told you about playing outside when I'm not out with you?" It's very fatherly, how he says it, and Y/N would coo probably if not for feeling so star struck and also the throbbing pain in her knee.

Theodore looks down sadly, "Said not to, or I might get smushed by a car," he then turns to Y/N as if to explain himself, "'cos m'not so good at lookin bof ways."

"Understandable," Y/N tells him, "I'm not very good at looking both ways either."

Theodore grins, like he's forgotten he's getting scolded and points towards her pug who is sitting in a huff besides her, "Wha's your dog's name?"

"Alfred," she answers easily, leaning over and heaving the oversized Pug from her left to her right so he was closer to the boy and his famous father that was hovering over them suspiciously quiet, like he was trying to see how this might play out, "He's a bit cross with me because of the fall so that's why he looks like such a grump. You can pet him if you want, he loves getting rubbed on his head," she shows him how before moving her hand so his small, chubby fingers could replace hers -- she nearly expected him to be rough like most kids are with pets, but he's gentle in how he moves his fingers and his mouth falls open in awe like he'd never seen a dog before.

"I'm sorry about the ball," Harry starts suddenly, and Y/N jumps a bit, having been staring at her pug and the kid, "I -- your knee is pretty busted up. Are you able to walk? Which house is yours I can take you to --"

"No, no, it's fine, don't worry I --" she stutters some, because how terrible would it be to admit she doesn't even live around here? "I think I can make it."

Pressing her palms into the ground, she wobbles herself up to a stand the best she can without wincing too much in pain. She didn't want him to think she was being overdramatic or anything, even though it did hurt like a bitch and she wasn't 100% sure how she was going to climb over the rock and bushes again. Fact of the matter is she is meeting her idol with blood dribbling down her leg in a manner that makes her look like a total stalker, so she can't even say she's a fan.

When she gains her footing, she is about to sigh in relief but a gust of wind and a tug from Alfred nearly sends her tumbling down again, if not for an arm clasping around her bicep. A squeak echoes through he basically empty street and bounces back into her ears as she tries to regain the footing she lost, "Sorry, thank you."

Harry eyes her suspiciously before shaking his head, "C'mon, lets get you cleaned up. D'ya think you could make it to the porch with me?"

"Oh, no, I wouldn't want to be a bother --"

"You aren't," he tells her, holding out his arm, "Worry that might get infected though, and you can barely stand so I can't imagine you walking home in this state -- might tumble and make it worse." Y/N takes it hesitantly, twisting the leash around her fist again so that Alfred wouldn't try making a run for it with the kid in tow. They start making their way towards the huge home, Y/N trying to hobble quick enough to match his pace and also trying not to be knocked over with the sheer fact that her clumsiness worked out in her favor this time, only not so much as well. The circumstances in which she imagined herself ending up at Harry Styles' house didn't normally begin with his kid trailing behind them and her knee stained Scarlet, nor did it include Alfred's snorting, slunky way of toddling through the new surroundings.

Harry disappears for a moment inside with Theodore in in tow and remerges with a first aid kit. She keeps her hands settled in her lap, looking around with wide, wondrous eyes at the expansive lawn and fountain accompanying it, hedges sculpted for a king it looked like, grass kept well and green, and as the reality of the situation settles, she feels a slight panic set in, and she hopes she's not shaking because her insides are vibrating and she feels like she might cry. At least the crying she could blame on the knee, but there's so much that she wants to say to him and yet she can't think of anything at all, all at once.

So she sits still and quiet, save for a stern, "Be good, Alfred." and watches as the Pug sits in a huff besides Theodore who keeps a hand carefully between Alfred's ears.

"You'll save her daddy, right?" He asks hesitantly, like he might have confidence in his father but also knows that he's a singer and an actor not a doctor, and as far as he is concerned right now Y/N is bleeding out. There is a nervous light in his eyes that almost convinces Y/N that she's on her way out too, brows furrowing and another stir of a panic sparking in her but Harry tuts his tongue.

"Pet, what did I say? She's okay. Aren't you?" He looks towards Y/N and his eyes are very sweet and kind and he looks a bit sleepy doesn't he? Maybe he'd just woken up a little while ago, and now she feels bad that she disturbed his morning, as she nods quickly and flickers her gaze back to Theodore.

"Right as rain, promise." She holds out her pinkie finger and wriggles it, "Just a scratch is all."

"See?" Harry bends down before her, and she jumps a bit when he swipes up her leg to clear off the blood stain, "She's fine. Why don't yeh go play with Mr. Snuggles in your room, Teddy?"

"Nuh-uh," he tells him, "You got out the sprays -- spray is the worst part, so I gots t'a hold her hand during." With this Harry sighs as his son scrambles up to stand, rushing over to her side and grabbing at her hand with soft, chubby, sticky fingers (it might be snot from his stuffy nose, but she tries not to think about it too much), as he stares with big eyes while his father reaches out for the spray, slides his hand beneath Y/N's knee (she also tries not to think about that too much either, because this is not how she imagined a scenario in which Harry Styles was touching her would go).

Cautiously, he holds it above the scrape, "This is going to sting a bit, yeah?" He warns and Theodore's grasp becomes tighter, "Think you'll manage?"

"Who's to say?" Y/N jokes and she manages to get a small smile out of him before he spritzes it over her wound. And Y/N hisses a bit, Theodore holding even tighter -- tiny cratered half moons dug into her palm from his nails -- and Alfred snorts like some might have ricocheted onto him. When Y/N doesn't immediately start sobbing underneath the pain of the sting, Theodore lets up on her hand while his dad swipes petroleum jelly on the inside of a band aid.

"There," he utters, crumbling up the wrapper in his hand and shoving it in his pocket, "All cleaned up. Still sore?"

"A bit, but I think I can make it home," she tells him, before shooting him a smile, "Thank you loads for patching me up -- I don't think I've been able to even afford a box of band aids in a long while." Standing up steadily, she decides it might be best to pick Alfred up so the heft of his body doesn't try to tug her forward to fall again before she's out of Harry's eyesight, "It was nice to meet you! And you," she shifts the pug over to one arm and cradles him the best she can so she can hold her hand out to Theodore, "Thanks for saving me. Don't think I would've made it without your help."

He snorts up snot and smiles shyly, shaking her hand, "Come back soon so we can checks for infections, okay? Follow ups are 'portant."

As they walk down his driveway, Harry explains, "He's caught me watching Grey's Anatomy one too many times, so medical jargon fo' him is a norm."

When they get to the end, Y/N hugs Alfred a little tighter, "Thanks again for fixing my knee."

He waves his hand as if to brush it off, "Don't mention it. Be safe, yeah? No mo' falls."

It doesn't really hit Y/N until she's on her way down the street, when the star struck wonder finally fizzles out into a more reflective understanding. That's the house with the messy couple, which means Harry Styles and his girlfriend had been the messy couple, which also means that their relationship was 100% on the rocks probably (unless the nosy old women got the wrong house, but they don't do much on Weekends besides poke their heads in everyone's business so she can't imagine them having gotten this one wrong). Sure she reads articles and stuff, but other than a few offhanded remarks about things being a bit off between the two, nothing had been expanded on.

So she has some intel that not many other people might, which is pretty cool, but then her heart is sort of sad too. That stuffy nosed cutie is going through a terrible, terrible breakup between his parents, including clothes being tossed out and screaming matches. . .the whole nine. She could only hope he didn't have to see or hear any of it. And if there was any truth in what Charlotte down the way had said about the party, the man (what she presumes now his Harry) called out the girl (her name had been Ava -- some model or something, Y/N hadn't paid much attention to her though) out for cheating on him during her time in Amsterdam, and she threw her drink onto him and stomped away and Harry had stormed up stairs (and might have broken a vase, she said some people heard a crash and glass breaking).

With a sigh, Y/N hikes herself and Alfred up the dirt hills she'd crawled over to get here; she guesses it's none of her business, but she hopes he's okay.

. . .

Y/N refrained from taking to social media about her meeting Harry, even though her fingers were itching to type out in all capitals that he smelled like Spring and fixed her knee. That would only lead to "how did you meet's" to which she would have to explain what she does, which will sound very creepy and stalker-ish even to fans online, and if she doesn't cough up the goods or a picture she might be accused of lying. So she steers clear of the topic at all costs on the internet.

Her friend Michael had not heard the end of it, however, because as soon as it all settled into her head what had happened she'd called him immediately. Talking at 100 words a second, explaining the whole thing, beginning to hyperventilate to the point he told her to locate a paper bag. It was amazing and so real and he was so real and "His hair was wrapped in a towel, how cute is that?"

Though she tells Michael of the encounter, she doesn't share the nitty gritty details of it, like how the house he is in was apparently the same house that a messy break up occurred or how tired he looked. Not because she didn't trust him with this information but something inside her tells her it's not her place to share his business, especially when she's no real understanding of the situation. Like, how truthful could Sabrina Kibbleton be anyways? Surely if it were that messy it would've had to end up in the papers one way or another, like a proper Brad/Angelina/Jennifer style blow up on every National Enquirer insight. The headlines different exaggerated variations Ava files for custody: a dirty battle in court over Theodore or maybe even "She's a *&%@!" - Harry yells in Whole Foods, humiliating Ava in front of hundreds! accompanied with a picture of him somewhere entirely different, maybe not even yelling just with his mouth kind of open, or a grumpy face.

So she keeps that for a later day, instead zeroing in on all the cute stuff, and "I don't think you understand, he said I wasn't a bother and bandaged up my knee! It was like a fairytale."

"Dunno what kind of fairytales you've been reading, but that's pretty sad." He monotones, "Oi, why are you calling to talk about it when you're coming over anyways? And how long is it g'na be, have you got the donuts yet?"

"Jeez, gimme a minute, you know Alfie likes sniffing the flowers outside the bakery before I tie him up." She huffs, tucking her phone between her shoulder an ear before bending down and looping Alfie's leash around the bench to the left of the door, "Did I tell you he had the dreamiest eyes?"

"Yes you did, about seventeen times."

#tELL ME IF YA WANT IT TO KEEP GOING #anon

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