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Eye of the Storm

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A JSE Fanfic

Almost forgot to queue this because I was having so much fun with my friends haha. Anyway I'm very tired as I write this author's note so I'll be brief. This is mostly setup for the next chapter, and some exposition. JJ and Marvin look into some magic stuff, once again investigating that strange crystal ball. Meanwhile, Schneep thinks he's found where Jackie is. And yeah. A buncha stuff happens. Enjoy haha.

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Hey JJ. Those sound like some pretty serious issues. Do you want to meet up to talk about it in person?

JJ read the text from Persephone again, then looked up and scanned the restaurant. He was in the Waffle Cone, the same place where Aoife first introduced him to Persephone, the head of the Magic Circle. He was even sitting at the same table against the left wall. The waiter had been over a couple times to ask for his order, but he explained through writing that he wanted to wait for someone.

After what felt like forever, Persephone finally walked in. She noticed JJ right away and hurried over. “I am so sorry, I got caught up at work,” she said, sitting down.

Magic Circle things?

“No, I mean my actual job. What, d’you think running a magician coven pays the bills?” She laughed, then became serious once more. “Okay. But let’s get to this right away. This sounds like a complicated mess you’re in. Where do you want to start?”

JJ thought about it. Do you remember what I told you about Anti?

“The mind-control, right?” Persephone nodded. “That’s... pretty bad. Any magician who put someone under a spell like that would be immediately locked up for using strong black magic. This Distorter thing was able to just... do that?”

Well, Anti had been isolated for a couple days, JJ said. By that group I was looking for. IRIS. I think Distorter took advantage of that to... break him down.

“Hmm.” Persephone pursed her lips. “It’s... hard to know where to stand on Distorter. Aoife and I have done some research. He might be a Void, but I’ve never heard of a Void being so proficient in mental powers.”

What is a Void?

“Someone who has been consumed by a dark power.”

JJ sighed. That would make sense.

“But if Distorter is a Void, he’s not a normal one,” Persephone emphasized. “And honestly, a Void status would not help us to figure out Anti’s situation.” She paused. “Do you guys have any ideas at all?”

Our friend Stacy seemed to distract Distorter before, JJ recalled. Anti came out of the trance for a time while he was concerned with her.

“So you can distract him for a minute. That’s good. I did bring a list of counterspells.” Persephone reached into her purse and pulled out a few pieces of paper stapled together. “Maybe you could cast one while Distorter is distracted and it’ll dispel the power keeping Anti under his control.”

JJ raised an eyebrow at the list. Each page was covered in handwriting, on both sides. That’s a lot.

“There’s a lot of counterspells. And they’re always very long, which, by the way, have I ever mentioned how impressive it is that you can cast magic without spell words or some sort of implement like a wand?”

Practice, JJ said. My stage mask IS an implement, though, so if you see me wearing it casually, it’s because it makes things easier. But back to the topic at hand. What if the Circle helped with these counterspells? We both know multiple magicians makes magic stronger. Everyone couldn’t fit in the hospital, but surely we could bring Anti to the meeting house.

“Counterspells don’t work like that,” Persephone muttered sadly. “They’re sort of... they run opposite to all the usual rules. It’s why most magicians don’t even try to learn them. And I don’t think there’s a spell spell that could help your friend Anti.”

JJ sighed. He expected that, honestly. But it didn’t mean he wasn’t disappointed. What about IRIS? he asked.

“Oh yeah, we can totally help you find another one of their facilities if you need to,” Persephone said. “But remember. It was very tiring for us.”

Of course I remember that. He could vividly feel the lurch as their spells slammed into IRIS’s strange artificial power over and over again.

“So you have to be sure where this facility is,” she said. “And be sure that your friend is there. We probably won’t be able to do that two nights in a row. Hell, maybe not even two weeks in a row.”

That complicated things. It meant that JJ would have to rely on Schneep to find where Jackie was. But he nodded understandingly anyway. We’ll be sure. Now. Is there anything you want to tell me?

“Found anything else out about that crystal ball with the time magic in it?”

JJ shook his head. Not at all. I haven’t seen any more strange images in it. He’d tried a couple times, late at night mostly, staring into his own reflection in the hope that he could somehow divine a solution to this... this calamity they were in. Can you help with that?

“I can’t, but Aoife can. She’s the diviner, remember?” Persephone gave a little chuckle. “Call her sometime. Or... text her. Or you could FaceTime her, then she could see your signs.”

JJ groaned a little. How have I never thought about video calls for sign communication?

Persephone laughed. “Everyone has a blind spot. Don’t worry about it. Call her sometime, okay?”

I certainly will after realizing that.

“Great. Did you order food?”

JJ was a bit surprised at the sudden change in subject, but he rolled with it. No, I figured I should wait for you. I’m not too hungry anyway.

“Well I am. So let’s get something. We can talk about more magic while we do. I’m sure you have more questions about the Circle.”

And so they ordered.

———————

True to his word, Jameson called Aoife almost as soon as he got home, pausing only to tell Marvin everything Persephone had told him. Marvin was just as disappointed as he was to hear the Circle couldn’t help with Anti. “It woul’ve been awkward, anyway,” he said, covering up said disappointment. “We woul’ be jus’ standin’ around as you and all your magician friends did t’at.” And when JJ mentioned he was going to go up to the workroom and call Aoife about the crystal ball, Marvin said he would come, too. “I’m jus’ as curious about the t’ing as you are, y’know.” JJ pointed out that the wheelchair couldn’t go upstairs. But Marvin insisted. So JJ gave in and helped him up.

So now the two of them were there. Marvin sat in the room’s one chair—a swivel chair paired with the desk—while JJ propped his phone up using the pop socket and a scarf, and called Aoife through FaceTime.

It took a while before she picked up. When she did, it looked like she was somewhere... old? An old library? The reference section of an old library? JJ could see bookshelves of binders behind her. “Jameson? What’s up?” she asked in a quiet voice.

Is this a bad time? JJ asked.

“No, it’s fine, I was just doing paperwork for an old case. It can wait. What is it?”

I wanted to ask more about this. JJ held up the black crystal ball, careful not to touch it with his hands and instead using another scarf as a barrier.

“Have you seen anything else in there?”

JJ shook his head, put the crystal ball down again, and signed, The opposite, actually. I’ve been trying but nothing happens.

“What have you been doing to try?”

JJ paused. Last time it activated when I just touched it, so... that? And pouring magic into it.

Aoife shook her head. “I don’t think that would do anything.”

Why not? It did last time.

“How do I put this... sometimes old magic items will randomly become super sensitive. I’m not sure how old the crystal ball is, but I know I had it for years, and the Circle had it for years before me.”

JJ frowned. Somehow, that explanation sounded... wrong. Like it wasn’t what was happening. What about me pouring magic into it?

“Raw power?” Aoife asked. When JJ nodded, she continued. “Yeah no, that wouldn’t work. Divination is very specific magic, very tricky to wield. Most people can’t do it on their own, they need special tools. And before you say the crystal ball could be a tool, I’ll remind you it isn’t even supposed to have time magic in the first place. It’s not the right kind of crystal.”

“T’is is all very fascinatin’, and I do mean t’at,” Marvin said. “But can we get it t’work at all, t’en?”

“Oh! God, Marvin, you scared the bejeezus out of me.”

“Sorry! Forgot I was out of frame.” Marvin wheeled the desk chair into view of the phone with his good leg and cane. “Hello, Aoife. Nice t’see ye.”

“Nice t’see ye too,” Aoife repeated, her Irish accent briefly becoming stronger. “Anyway. You want it to work again?”

JJ nodded.

“Well, check first that it still has magic in it. Do you know how to do a Revelation?”

Another nod. JJ learned it after seeing Persephone do it one time.

“Do it, then.”

JJ held a hand over the crystal ball. He pulled his stage mask down over his face and concentrated. A light blue mist curled around his fingers and fell onto the crystal.

The black crystal surface changed immediately, the reflections on it disappearing. Instead, a tunnel appeared. It seemed to disappear into the crystal, a vortex of blue and orange swirling into infinity. It only appeared for a second, and then it was gone, and the ordinary reflections were back.

Aoife started to say something, but was interrupted when Marvin shouted. He wheeled closer to the table where the crystal was. “T’at—! T’at was—! T’at—!”

Marvin? JJ signed, confused. Calm down.

“Spiral!” Marvin shouted. “The spiral tunnel!”

What’s the spiral tunnel? JJ asked, confused.

“I... I-I don’ remember!” Marvin clutched his head. “I don’ remember, but t’at’s it!”

“Have you seen that before?” Aoife asked from the phone screen.

“Yes!” Marvin’s head shot up again and he pointed at her insistently. “Yes, I’ve seen it before!”

When? JJ asked, curious.

“I... I don’ remember!” Marvin slumped in his seat. “But I know I have. I know I have.”

“Well, that spiral tunnel also appeared when Persephone Revealed the crystal’s magic to us a couple weeks ago, so it must be a sign of that time magic,” Aoife said. “You’re JJ’s man-out-of-time friend. Maybe... you saw it when you arrived here. Or, now.”

We never figured out where that time magic came from, either, JJ recalled.

“Do you t’ink...” Marvin paused, swallowing a lump in his throat. “Is t’ere any way I caused it?”

“Did you ever come into contact with the crystal?” Aoife asked.

“Yes... one day, the day Distorter... used Anti to take me to...” Marvin’s voice got steadily quieter, until eventually it faded away entirely.

JJ’s eyes widened. Marvin, didn’t you see Anti in the reflection of the crystal? And then he attacked you?

“From behind...” Marvin whispered, revelation dawning on his face. “The way he got me t’at day. From behind. A-and I saw him behind me in the crystal.”

“Alright, forget what I said about old magic items being sensitive,” Aoife dismissed. “The reason Jameson saw visions while simply touching it is probably because the crystal was recently imbued with the magic at that point. By now it’s settled so it will be harder to activate.”

“You agree, t’en?” Marvin pressed. “T’at magic came from me?”

“Most likely. From what I know, the timeline seems to add up. Marvin, you’re a witch, aren’t you?”

“I’m—e-excuse me?”

“Someone who uses magickal items and rituals on a regular basis,” Aoife explained.

“I... do have my magickal cards,” Marvin said slowly. “But how do you know t’at?”

Aoife blinked. “I’m... not sure. It must have been one of my feelings.”

We always trust Aoife’s feelings, JJ said to Marvin. She did think something was wrong about those IRIS cameras, remember?

“Alrigh’, alrigh’.” Marvin decided to move on. “But what does me bein’ a... witch... have t’do with t’is whole mess?”

“That’s the question,” Aoife mused. “As a witch you don’t have magic of your own, you shouldn’t be able to imbue objects with power by yourself. Did you have your cards at that point?”

“...no.” Marvin slowly shook his head.

This is all very confusing, JJ said. But, I called you for a purpose, Aoife. How do I use the crystal ball’s magic again? To see the visions?

“Hmm.” Aoife thought about it. “Marvin. Can you touch it first? Maybe it needs... a refresh?”

“I s’pose it’s worth a try,” Marvin said, shrugging. He pushed his chair right up to the table and reached out. “Do I... pick it up?” JJ nodded, so Marvin took a deep breath and grabbed the crystal ball in both hands. He stared at his reflection on its surface.

“Do you see anything unusual?” Aoife asked quietly.

“I t’ink...” Marvin paused. “I t’ink the room behind me is diff’rent? T’ere are no bookshelves, and the walls are lighter in color.” He laughed. “T’at’s not as big a clue for the future as Anti bein’ behind me. All t’is means is I’ll be in a different room eventually.”

That’s still proof that there’s some time magic still in there, Jameson said. Aoife? Do you think I can activate it now?

“Touch it and see if you see anything,” Aoife suggested.

JJ nodded slowly. He reached out to take the crystal ball from Marvin—

An image flashed before his eyes. A single vision, one of the many he’d seen that day. Jackie, sitting at a computer screen in a dark room. Only now... now the image was clearer. Crisper. He could see more of the room, though its plain office-like appearance told him nothing. What mattered more... was the image he could see on the sleeve of the white coat Jackie was wearing. It resembled an eye, with three circles for irises.

And then it was gone.

“You saw somet’ing, didn’ you?” Marvin asked. “Your expression... went all shocked... all of a sudden.”

JJ took a deep breath, and raised his hands to sign shakily. I saw Jackie sitting in an office, at a computer. He was wearing a white coat... with IRIS’s logo on it.

“...oh,” Marvin whispered.

Well, that’s not very helpful, JJ said, trying to dismiss the shock of what he’d seen. We know Jackie is working for IRIS now.

“Sometimes it helps to think of visions as guidance, or as confirmation,” Aoife said.

“So... it’s tellin’ us t’at we shoul’ definitely find Jackie before we deal with Anti’s situation?” Marvin guessed.

Or it’s confirming that Jackie really is working for them like we thought, JJ said. Then he paused. I saw that same vision before... just less clear. Was it... always trying to tell us this...?

“It must have,” Aoife confirmed.

“If it was tellin’ us the same t’ing weeks ago... does t’at mean our future is locked...?” The expression on Marvin’s face could only be described as ‘overwhelmed by gloom.’

“Now boys,” Aoife said firmly. “That’s not true. The whole reason divination is hard for those who don’t have the natural talent is because the future is so uncertain. Having the same vision twice in a row just means it hasn’t changed yet. Or, it has, but that particular event isn’t what changed. Or it has but the meaning of the event is different now. It’s all very complicated. Don’t worry too much about the future.”

JJ blinked, as if that concept was completely foreign to him.

“We’ll work on t’at,” Marvin said hurriedly.

“In any case, it’s possible that the crystal ball won’t be able to show you visions frequently,” Aoife said. “Okay? So don’t put all your hopes on that, either.”

We’ll try, JJ said. But if we do want to see a vision, Marvin has to do it first?

“Seems like it. But really.” Aoife brought her phone close to her face and narrowed her eyes. “Try not to worry. It’s not good for you, JJ.”

JJ laughed. I’ll try. I’ll talk to you again some other time, okay?

“Okay.” Aoife leaned back again. “Goodbye, then.”

Goodbye. And with that, JJ ended the call.

———————

Schneep’s eyes were really starting to hurt. He’d been doing nothing but stare at a computer screen ever since they decided to focus their efforts on finding Jackie. Had he... gone to sleep last night? He couldn’t remember. And honestly, he didn’t feel too worse for wear if he didn’t. That scared him a little. Sure, it was helpful, but he didn’t ask for that.

He would have taken the chance to be immune to Distorter’s tricks if it was offered. But it was not offered.

“Hör auf darüber nachzudenken,” he muttered to himself. Stop thinking about it. Stop thinking about it. But he couldn’t help it. How could he not think about it?

By continuing to look through IRIS’s files. That’s how.

He lied to himself earlier when he said he’d done nothing but stare at the computer screen. In truth, he snuck up north yesterday to try and download more of IRIS’s database. He got some. Would it be enough? Would it be...

...

Yes. It was enough.

Schneep reread what he’d found over and over again. This was up to date, right? It was accurate, right?

Yes. Yes!

He had to call the others. He had to talk to them. Who first? Hah. He wondered that, but there was only really one option. And so he picked up his phone and dialed Rama’s number.

It rang for a long time before the other end picked up. “Who is this?” Rama asked.

Right. He’d gotten another new phone. “Rama? It is me, Henrik,” he said. “I found him.”

Rama’s attitude instantly shifted. “You did?! Where? Where is Jackie?!”

“He is stationed at an IRIS facility east of Mirygale,” Schneep said quietly. “It was converted from an old prison, like the one to the north. Recently, yes, too. I have the coordinates. For, ah, ah... for the GPS. I mean.”

“Can you text them to me?”

“Now? Yes, hold onto your... hat.” Schneep pulled the phone away from his ear and sent a text to Rama, making sure to carefully copy down the coordinates on his computer screen. “There. Did you get that?”

A moment of silence. “Yes, I did.”

“Good. We must act as soon as possible. We must act to find him and, ahhh... get him out of there. Or, stop him? He’s doing nothing, I’m sure, but IRIS has goals, and they might be... something he is helping with... not knowingly.”

“Henrik? Are you... okay?” Rama asked, sounding concerned.

“What are you meaning? Of course I am.”

“You sound, uh... really fucking weird.”

“Am I? I mean, do I?” Schneep leaned back in his chair and stared at the motel ceiling. “I do not feel weird.”

“Well, maybe you do but you don’t realize it. How much sleep did you get last night?”

He didn’t remember. “I’m sure it was enough, I feel full of energy.”

“Yeah, ‘I’m sure it was enough’ is not how well-rested people respond to that question. Take a moment to actually look at yourself.”

“In the mirror?” Schneep asked, and giggled.

“I meant metaphorically,” Rama said seriously. “Look inward. Think about how you feel. You may think you’re full of energy, but that could just be your body running on adrenaline.”

“I don’t want to look inward, there are things there now,” Schneep whispered. “The Distorter was here. I saw him when he did not want me to. It’s because there are things there now. I have a scar on... I have them all over.”

“Henrik,” Rama said softly.

“This is not the time. We have to go get Jackie.” Schneep stood up, stumbling for a moment before something in his legs naturally corrected him. No, wait. That was just him. He did that. By himself. “I will be right where you want to meet me, and I will be there right away.”

“We can’t go get Jackie right away,” Rama said, pain in their voice. “I fucking want to, but... but apparently the IRIS facilities have themselves some strange shield around them that makes it impossible for you to see anything even when you know it’s there. Last time, when they went looking for Anti, JJ had to get a lot of other magicians to help him break that shield. So even if we go there, we can’t do anything.”

“I don’t want to do nothing.” Why did his eyes feel wet? Why did they feel... weak? He’d thought about this recently, he wondered if they were a different shade of blue. Or maybe only one? He wasn’t sure. He didn’t want to look into the mirror to check for sure. “I-I don’t want to do nothing,” he said again, voice breaking.

“You won’t be doing nothing. Waiting isn’t nothing.” Rama was clearly trying to reassure him, but he didn’t think it was working.

“I wait for everything,” Schneep muttered. He stood in the center of the room, one arm dangling loosely as the other pressed the phone close to his face. “I waited for so much. I wait, I wait, I wait, the only thing there was the worry, the... more than worry, the... Furcht. I cannot remember what the word is. But it was just me and it, and the wait, the wait, the wait for them to come... And then when the wait is over they take you back and it starts again, and you look at yourself, and you think... you think there is something in there that was not before... I was asleep. I was asleep. Except for the mistake. I was asleep. But I knew even before the mistake...”

“Henrik!” Rama’s shout snapped Schneep out of whatever trance he’d just slipped into. “You need to rest.”

“I don’t want to fall asleep.” Schneep’s own voice was so quiet he wasn’t sure Rama could hear him. “Even if it was better than the mistake where I was not. I don’t want to fall asleep.”

“You have to try. You cannot function without it. As I can tell just over the phone.” Rama paused. “Nothing... nothing will happen to you, okay? There won’t be anything new when you wake up.”

“...do you promise?” Schneep hated that he just asked that. Like a child looking to their parents for reassurance that there was nothing in the closet. But he... he had to. He had to have that reassurance, real or imagined.

“I promise,” Rama said. “And when we break through IRIS’s shield, I will call you to tell you. And then we can go get Jackie. Okay?”

“Okay.” He took a deep breath. “Thank you, Rama. I am sorry I’m being so... foolish.”

“You’re the least foolish person I know, Henrik.”

“...Thank you,” Schneep said again, and hung up.

So maybe he did still need sleep. And as he laid down on the bed and drifted off, that fact brought him a strange comfort.

———————

Do you think we could try tonight?

Tonight? I guess we could call an urgent meeting like we did last time. Are you sure tho? Thats really soon.

Yes. I’m sure.

“So you’ll be tryin’ t’at same spell with the Circle now, t’en?” Marvin asked, looking over at JJ in the entrance hall from his spot in the living room.

JJ nodded. I really don’t think we should waste any time.

“Because of the crystal ball visions?”

No, but they certainly didn’t help, JJ said. Will you be okay with me gone? If I recall, last time you were home alone while I was out at this, you left the house late at night on sketchy instructions from Schneep.

“I did, but t’at’s how I got my cards bask, isn’ it?” Marvin shuffled said cards on his lap. Mr. Flufflington, lying on the sofa nearby, suddenly raised his head in surprise at the shuffle sound. “Oh, sorry, Mister. Didn’ mean to wake you up. Anyway, don’ worry about me, Jems, I’m not plannin’ on goin’ anywhere.”

You weren’t planning on going anywhere last time, either, JJ pointed out.

“Well, I’m even less so now.”

JJ stared at him for a moment, then nodded. I’ll be back late again. Don’t wait for me.

“Good night, t’en. And good luck.”

Good night. JJ said that, then left, the front door locking behind him.

Well, with Marvin alone he had to figure out how to spend the rest of the night. Normally he’d read a book and then head to bed... but after earlier, he wanted to look at his cards some more. He was trying to form new patterns with them, balancing a tray across his wheelchair arms for a flat surface.

The two unknowns were bothering him. The jokers. He didn’t know why he had this nagging feeling that they were important. Was it simply because they didn’t know what their symbols meant?

Curious, he separated the two of them from the rest, lying them face-down on the tray so he could examine the runes on the back. An angled spiral with an X over it. That was a much more complicated symbol than any of the others. Did that mean it was powerful? The higher-value cards did seem to have broader concepts—and maybe more powerful runes. Jokers were wild. They could be anything. That was a sort of power.

What would happen if he tried to make a pattern with them?

Marvin debated that for a second, and then decided that nothing ventured, nothing gained. All of the successful patterns he’d found so far had needed at least one of the aces, so he grabbed the Ace of Hearts, with its rune meaning “mark” or “creation.” He placed it in between the two jokers, trying to find an arrangement where the lines on the back designs of the cards matched up. But nothing worked. Maybe he needed more cards?

He searched through the deck and found the King of Hearts. The rune on its back meant, funny enough, “heart” or “life.” Then he grabbed the Five of Hearts (“leaf” or “growth”) as well, because why not make this a heart suit party? Idly, he started messing with the five cards, shifting their positions relative to the others, bending close over—

Marvin screamed. His leg—his broken leg, it—it hurt again! “Fuck!” It was piercing, burning, sharp pain—

Instinctively, he swept a hand over the five cards, dislodging the formation they’d been in. And the pain instantly stopped. He sat there, breathing, for a moment, getting over the sudden agony and its even more sudden disappearance. Then, tentatively, he reached down and gently prodded the injury. It didn’t feel like it had rebroken. Good. Good.

“What the fucking hell was that about?” Marvin asked himself. He looked down at the cards. What pattern had they been in...? Right. The two jokers vertical on either side, with the other three horizontal and stacked on top of each other. Though he was morbidly curious to try it again, he resisted; he didn’t really feel like experiencing his leg breaking all over again. That wasn’t what happened, of course... but it certainly felt like it.

And though that probably should have warned him off from experimenting with his cards for the night, it didn’t. He merely put the jokers to the side once more and resumed. Their angled spirals seemed to shift in the corner of his eyes. Getting smaller and bigger, closing and opening.

———————

Schneep was awoken by a ringing sound. He started up, panic rushing into his heart—then realized it was his phone. Quickly he reached over to the nightstand and picked it up to check the caller ID. It was Rama again. So soon?

Wait... it wasn’t soon at all. The clock on the nightstand read 7:01... am, not pm. And there was early gray sunlight coming through the curtains. And his stomach was rumbling. When was the last time he’d eaten something?

The phone was still ringing. Sitting up, Schneep answered the call. “Hello?”

“Henrik? It’s Rama. Good morning.”

“It is morning, isn’t it?” he muttered, then laughed. “I have been asleep since you last called me.”

“Good,” they said firmly, sincerely. “It sounded like you needed it.”

“I did, I did.” Schneep nodded. “But to serious business. I can only guess you’re calling me because of Jackie.”

“Yes. Jameson and his magicians did that same spell, they found a second IRIS facility right where you said it would be. Well, it was a bit complicated, we had to actually drive out to the location first and that took a while—but after all that, it was there. We are planning on going there today. In only a couple hours if possible.”

“Good.” Schneep nodded. “Give me time to get ready and eat something.”

“You’re coming?!” Rama didn’t bother to hide their surprise. “But... your history...”

“I know,” Schneep said quietly. “But that is why I must go with you. Together we can provide Jackie with enough reasons to see sense. You can tell him why it was such a bad idea to leave... and I can tell him what IRIS is truly doing.”

Rama was silent for a moment. Then they sighed. “It’s up to you. What time would be okay with you? Nine o’clock?”

“That sounds good. Let’s meet at the park again. Will it be just the two of us?”

“No, Jameson is coming too.”

“Not Marvin, though?” Strange, Schneep would’ve thought Marvin would insist on coming even with a broken leg.

“No, he said he wanted to work on things with those magick cards of his. As for Jack and Stacy, well, Jack says someone should stay behind with Anti in case there are any developments. And Stacy has work again. She really wants to help, though. But I do not think this moment is her calling, you know?”

“I understand.” Schneep took a deep breath and stood up. “Nine o’clock at the park. I will see you there. We will finish this.”

“We will finish this,” Rama agreed. “See you then.” And they hung up.

Schneep lowered the phone. His hands were shaking. But he would do this. He would go get Jackie back.

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A/N: I'm so sorry this came a bit very, very overdue. I had a few things going on, I lost all my motivation, and i made this when i was rlly tired. I had to remove the last three side characters because I'm unfamiliar with their personalities up until now..I'll try writing them when I get to know 'em better! Enjoy reading! :D

pls simeon's song is such a banger

𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗯𝗲𝘆 𝗺𝗲! 𝗨𝗻𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻 𝘀/𝗼 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗼𝗼𝘁𝗵:

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

𝕯𝖎𝖆𝖛𝖔𝖑𝖔:

• I have a feeling that Diavolo loves sweets. Am I the only one??

• He probably eats a fair amount of them too.

• But of course, unlike you..It's a daily thing.

• He invited you to the castle for dinner once, and he saw you were awfully interested in the sweet treats.

• He thinks it's cute.

• Yeah, he does. Apparently he always seems to crack a smile at the sight. oh and he blushes a lot too

• But he's gonna spoil you. Definitely.

• Expect to see many surprises awaiting you, cause oh boy, this man is going to go all the way.

• If he's eating something sweet, he always offers some.

• But most of the time you end up finishing it..

• Dw he doesn't mind, so it's completely fine if you do! <3

• He asks Barbatos for advice in making your favorite treats.

• Diavolo cares so much about your well-being however, so he tries to get you healthier food options sometimes!

• When he sees you sneak out for treats he's so clueless-

• "..M/C, is that you--"

• He always invites you over for tea, but there's usually more 'sweets' than tea.

• Your love for sweets is very appealing to him. He loves it <3

• I have a headcanon that you guys buy so much treats, that when you come back to the castle you're carrying TWO bags.

• No one's judging you, nope. Yeah, you should pass if you're gonna judge M/C...

• Your expression is what makes his heart flutter

• Your smile, your eyes when you eat something to your liking..

• It's too adorable for him!

• "There's my favorite human! Let's have tea at the castle. Besides, I have a special surprise for you."

𝕭𝖆𝖗𝖇𝖆𝖙𝖔𝖘:

• Barbatos is a very, very observative butler.

• He serves the prince of Devildom 24/7 with extra duties, what do you expect?

• Oh right, queue you eating a buttload of sweets.

• The moment he sees you take a bite of that cupcake you're holding, he knows by your expression that you're basically in love.

• Sweets have some kind of charm to them istg

• So, being the man he is, he took note of it.

• And yes, he always has sweets on him now. He knows you love them.

• If you're in a bad mood, tired, or just aren't feeling okay in general, tada! He's giving you a load of treats.

• He's always looking at you with a soft smile while you're eating something sweet.

• He's in love with you, you're hecking adorable.

• Barb definitely makes you tea and pairs them with your favorite treats.

• He's a very attentive person, he knows you sneak out all the time to get snacks.

• He prefers that you don't however, especially if you sneak out late at night.

• Instead, expect him to give you snacks before you go to your room, or just leave them by your room with a love note.

• He had to leave it there because he had errands to do, but you don't mind, you have treats anyway.

• He of course, cares for you. He makes you healthier foods to wash down all the sugar!

• If someone judges you, uh, they better get ready for a lecture, ig.

• Doesn't take your liking for sweets as a disadvantage, he's loves it!

• "M/C, would you care to join me for tea? I have prepared your favorite treats."

𝕾𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖔𝖓:

• I'm such a simp for this man oh my god

• You both like going to different cafés for your dates sometimes, and that is how he found out.

• Basically, he ordered a pastry for both of you to try, and you really liked it.

• You ate most of it, but he didn't mind!

• And after that, you well, were basically seen eating sweets all the time.

• Oh, he knows now. And he loves it.

• First off, everytime you eat something you like, he just loves the look on your face.

• Like?? You're adorable lol

• "Ahh..Your face is adorable, M/C."

• This Angel always has a treat with him, but it's not for him, but for you.

• If you're sad, he'll cuddle you and add a sweet treat to make you feel 10x better.

• If you're stressed, he'll rest with you and give you the best quality treats for you to munch on while you let out things that have been bothering you.

• A very supportive and cute boyfriend.

• He's sort of similar to Beel from the first part of this post. Also takes you on café dates, and sometimes, Luke tags along.

• You cannot tell me Luke is so happy he gets to come.

• Sneaking out? You don't have to, Simeon left some treats in your room, or had given them to you already .

• Makes you lighter foods and healthier options to push aside from all the sugar.

• Someone judging you about your appetite for sweets? Say no more to them.

• Your love for sweets makes him really happy, just like the others, he's loving it.

• idk if this was longer than the first two skjdhjdhdj :')

𝕾𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖒𝖔𝖓:

• Solomon found out about your sweet tooth after watching you between and after classes at RAD.

• It's noticeable after a while lol probably

• Besides, the sorcerer is very knowledgable after all.

• Being the confident man he is, sometimes he teases you about that little sweet tooth of yours.

• He does think it's cute though.

• Once, he tried cooking/making something sweet for you.

• Keyword, he tried.

• We all know how Solomon's cooking ends up.

• However, if you're hungry for a sweet treat, Solomon's got you.

• He has a few treats here and there.

• Like all the others, you're very adorable to him when eating something to your liking.

• Definitely takes you out on walks around devildom while you eat some treats you just found.

• You need to sneak out? This sorcerer has some tricks up his sleeve.

• Someone's being judgemental? Say your farewells to them, you won't be seeing them forever.

• Well uh..Maybe someone else should try making the healthy salad for you instead.

• Solomon might mess something up for god's sake--

• Honestly, he's used to everything you do when a sweet treats in your hand. Crying while eating chocolate or staying up at 3 AM eating ice cream. He finds no problem in anything lol.

• Overall, he's lovin' it.

"Eating something again, M/C? Haha, don't worry, I won't judge."

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Finally done! I hope this was decent enough to read because I did it with a sore stomach... 😭

I don't really have any other plans for headcanons at the moment, however if any of you have a request please tell me! I'd be happy to do it :D

If you have any tips or if there’s any errors, feel free to tell me! ✨

Likes and reblogs are deeply appreciated~! 💜💜

#obey me headcanons #obey me x reader #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me simeon #obey me solomon #obey me #i'm tired lol

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canmom · 11 months

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L’Aventure de Canmom à Annecy - Dimanche/Lundi

Bonsoir mes amis!

I am in Annecy, the unreasonably picturesque home of the Annecy International Animated Film Festival! I have discovered that the Annecy International Animated Film Festival involves a lot more standing in long queues in the hot sun than I expected! Nevertheless, I’m here and making the best of it.

So.

dimanche - le voyage à annecy

First of all, Sunday! I set off at 3am on Sunday morning, taking a bus, followed by two tubes, followed by another bus to the airport. The last bus was late. I met a couple of nice PhD students on their way to the same airport, and they were gonna get all of us an uber, but then the bus showed up after all.

At the airport, security threw away my 200ml bottle of sunblock. Can never be too careful I guess >< Inevitably, Richard Dawkins and his little pot of honey leapt unbidden into my brain. I promise I did not call anyone a “dundridge”.

The flight itself was uneventful! I was behind three other Annecy-goers, a very sweet gay couple and their friend... we hit it off pretty well but they were on a later bus and I haven’t seen them since I got here ^^’ Once I landed in Geneva I was racing across the city to try to get to the Annecy bus in time (I left myself an hour, which turned out to be way too little time to get through customs, out the airport, onto the train etc.) Trains in Switzerland are nuts, some of them are split across multiple levels and even the ones that aren’t have like, steep steps to get aboard.

Like “fuck you if you’re in a wheelchair” I guess.

Luckily the bus to Annecy was late! So by midday on Sunday I was in Annecy!

I ran into a group of Swiss animation students who were happy to let me tag along for a while. They just finished their graduation films and they were terribly excited about Spider-Verse. They ended up arranging to meet a couple of animators at Cartoon Saloon so I ended up witnessing some honest to god Networking. The imposter syndrome kicked in about when they were showing the cartoon saloon animators clips from their demo reels. I didn’t even have business cards. Apparently that’s a thing people bring???

pictured: swiss animation students approaching Lake Annecy.

Anyway my legs got really tired from standing up and no sleep. I bought myself an expensive crêpe and sat down on the floor to eat it. No films were due to start for hours.

I went down to a comic book shop in Bonlieu. French comic book shops are fucking insane. All the books are enormous glossy hardbacks that cost like 50+ euros. I could totally walk away with the complete works of Moebius or Enki Bilal if things like ‘money’ and ‘getting through the airport’ and ‘not reading French’ weren’t factors. But equally there’s so much stuff that I’ve just plain never heard of. I could spend a month in this one shop easy.

At 3am my hotel checkin opened! Though in French you don’t say ‘check in’, you say j’ai un reservation. By this point I had been awake for more than 24 hours so I decided to go have a nap and eat the falafels I brought with me (very good idea, would recommend having a snack) and wake up for the opening ceremony.

Hotel comments: It’s pretty comfy! Nothing super fancy but I don’t need super fancy. The breakfast is kind of crazy expensive. I had a bit of a scare when it turned out that they hadn’t charged me when I booked the room, and wanted payment now, but thankfully I have a job now so I could take that in stride ^^’

At this point I discovered my plug adapter supports the US, Australia, New Zealand and Japan... but not Europe. Fortunately I had a power bank with me so I could keep my phone alive (its battery is pretty shot) so I resolved to buy a new adapter on Monday.

I woke up shortly before the opening ceremony and quickly concluded that there was no way I was going to be making it down to the opening ceremony and went back to sleep. I slept a really long time. But I think I needed it. Shame to miss the ceremony but odds are I probably wouldn’t have even been able to get in, someone else said she’d queued for two hours.

lundi - les files d'attente

(lmao is that really the french for ‘queues’? ‘files d’attente’?)

A beautiful morning in Annecy! I walked over to the supermarché and got myself some pasta ingredients and a ‘veggie dog’ (falafels in a baguette) from a French bakery. I learned just how limited my French vocab is. But it’s a little reassuring to find French people who speak about as much English as I speak French. (Have not yet tried to speak Japanese to any French person but it will probably happen.)

Anyway. Films time, at last!

So the way Annecy works is, you get a certain number of reservations per day depending on your ticket type. If you don’t have a reservation you can optimistically show up at the theatre anyway, and whatever seats they have left go to the line. From the website it sounded like you’d have a pretty good chance to get in.

My friends. That is a lie.

To get in to a popular non-reserved screening you have to turn up basically hours in advance. Otherwise you arrive at the back of a queue like this, stand in line for a while, and then someone in a red shirt comes out and tells you you’re too late and you go find something else to do.

I have already become very familiar with this particular stretch of ground outside Cinema Pathé. That said, the queues are a good chance to meet people! So I ended up making a couple of connections, mostly with animation students from various places. It turns out a ‘Grand Public’ ticket is a bit of an odd duck.

As you can see in that picture, a lot of people had umbrellas. This is something I neglected, and had to use my bag instead, like so:

Guess where I got sunburned.

One of those something elses I did was walk into the VR films room. This runs on its own reservation system, with each film having somewhere between 2 and 6 headsets, which get sanitised between viewings. The whole room looks kinda scifi with its cables dangling from the ceiling...

The only VR film available when I arrived was called Black Hole Museum + Body Browser by Su Wen-Chi from Taiwan. This was very demoscene, with a lot of particles flying around under force fields in a black and white space; the second part involved a dancer who’d been photoscanned somehow and was displayed using waves of particles. It was neat, but I can’t say I was hugely moved? The display device was a Quest 2, but I’m not sure if it was running the particle sim on Quest 2 hardware. If it was, I’m impressed.

The other VR films were all but fully booked so I resolved to come back another day.

I tried to get into the anime film The Tunnel to Summer, the Exit of Goodbyes. Predictably, I was too late. However, the next queue over was for a Spanish film called Inspector Sun and the Curse of the Black Widow, and, wanting to see at least one film I hopped onto that queue and found myself inside the cinema in short order.

The auditorium was packed and I got to witness firsthand such Annecy traditions as throwing paper aeroplanes at the screen, shouting ‘Lapin!’ whenever a rabbit appears onscreen, and making a weird popping sound with your mouth while waiting for the film to start (??? it sounded like frogs ig???). The movie itself was greeted with excitement but honestly? It was pretty eh, which is a shame since the idea of a world of bugs is a fun one! The story concerns a bumbling spider detective, his aspiring sidekick spider, and his feud with the leader of a locust underworld, playing out on a seaplane en route to San Francisco. The characters are all very one-note archetypes, and the dialogue felt like it was trying way too hard to be funny quippy movie dialogue... only to land on the painfully obvious. A big shame.

But what’s worse is that I had spent my one daily reservation on Mars Express by Jérémie Périn at 4:30 and I’d completely lost track of time. By the time I walked out of Inspector Sun my phone was almost dead (see above about the adapter) so I popped into a French electronics store and bought a couple of EU adapters and set off to charge my phone. But then on the bus I thought, hold on a minute, when is Mars Express, I have like an hour right---oh fuck. Well fine it’s at Bonlieu right? I can just walk there? ...it’s at Le Mikado Novel? Where the fuck is that? Half an hour away?

...so to make a long story short I got off the bus, walked down the street, my phone died, there was no way I could find my way to Le Mikado in time to get in even with my reservation, so I had to go back to my hotel and waste my precious reservation. And I hear the film was great. Sob.

There are a bunch of other screenings this week but they’re all packed so who knows if I’ll get to see this movie.

Despite this big oof I charged up my phone and headed back to meet up with my friend (hi to my friend!) who was in the queue for Production I.G.’s new film The Concierge. My friend was more than an hour early, so we thought we had a pretty good chance... lol nope. After standing in line for 45 minutes we were informed the cinema is full and had to leave.

It wasn’t a complete waste though. We met up with another friend and had a little picnic of bagels. Unfortunately the bagel I got was not the bagel I thought I was getting (idk what happened) but even so, it was nice to meet two online friends who by bizarre coincidence both turned out to be from Singapore.

To close the night I decided to take one more shot at getting in to see a movie, and went for a late showing of The Sacred Cave, a movie from Cameroon. Which is pretty neat, it’s not every day you see a movie from Cameroon. This one was... well, technically it’s definitely rough, but I don’t wanna be hard on it. The story is a fairy tale: a traditional healer is called in to attempt to save a dying king, and he dispatches his son on a mission to retrieve special medicine alongside the Prince.

On the way the son encounters a weird forest wizard, then a princess of a neighbouring clan who’s been turned into an anthro frog by an evil wizard; as he tries to head back with the medicine, he’s captured by said clan and almost executed, but because of his pure nature he alone can draw the special magic sword, and using this power he helps his captors overcome the evil wizard’s raiding party. But on the way home he gets betrayed by the Prince! A whole lot of betraying unfolds, killing off the old seer, and it turns out that our boy is actually the true son of the King. Despite the whole ‘executing his adoptive father on spurious charges’ thing, it all shakes out; the baddies are driven off, the princess unfrogged, and our very special good boy is rewarded.

It’s animated largely in Flash, and it has the feel of an online Flash video. All the same, I believe this is the first feature-length animated film from Cameroon. Bootstrapping an animation industry capable of putting together a coherent film is a hell of a feat, and must take an enormous degree of passion and dedication to make that happen. (Also not to put too fine a point on it but there are certain historical reasons why France has a much more developed animation industry than the country it had colonised until 1971.) Anyway, although principally made in Cameroon, the credits name a whole bunch of different countries, mostly in West Africa. Probably it would make sense to compare it to Princess Iron Fan or something like that, and I’m excited to see what comes down the line. And it was a very sincere movie, the setting presented with a great deal of love, especially when it came to costumes. I’m glad to have seen it.

Tomorrow morning Im gonna get up very early and take another shot at The Concierge, and try and plan better around the queuing system to try to make the best of it and catch more of the short films. It’s definitely not been the day of back to back films I was expecting, but honestly despite all that I’m having a good time just being in Annecy and the week is yet young...

good god is it expensive here though

#annecy #annecy film festival #animation #film #l'aventure de canmom à annecy

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simmancy · 2 years

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Happy Spooky Season, ghosts & ghouls!

I’m participating in @simblreenofficial again this year! My blog is getting appropriately spooky (its a WIP). Here’s what’s happening this month on simmancy-dot-tumblr-dot-com.

𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜! 👋

Hi there if you’re new! My name is Kit, I am 31 now, this is my simblr, it’s a mess. When I’m actively posting, I post a variation of gameplay and some very basic storytelling and sometimes poorly done edits, so if that isn’t your jam, that’s okay! Just letting you know, k-pop inspired sims and vampires might be here, sometimes the pictures are sorta pretty. There’s a disclaimer on the blog stating that generally my content is akin to PG-13, anything you could construe as being above that rating gets tagged.

Sometimes I post CC. It’s rare but it happens.

𝚂𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚂𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚎 🍬

I’ll be participating in simblreen festivities again this year! The first weekend my porchlight will be on all 3 days, a different tiny gift each day. When you see that the porchlight is on, feel free to come knocking! If you miss it, don’t fear–I’ll be releasing them all on October 31!

As of right now, I’m not planning on participating the full time the second weekend as I have IRL plans but I’m not sure if I’ll do a candy bowl or not. We’ll see!!

𝟸𝟾 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝙽𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙲𝙰𝚂 🧛

I’ve been trying to work on some of these up but I am famously lazy. ANYWAY though I am trying to do this challenge by @nikatyler so if you are ALSO vampire obsessed let a girl know. I love a good vampire!!

𝚁𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 🌕

Hi regular followers!! I’m working on queueing Not So Perry (my Not So Berry challenge) as well as Star x Crossed (my s-pop story). They are going slowly because I’m currently ✨ tired ✨. This week I think I’m going to take a break from both and mostly do reblogs and finally clear out my ask box, so I can focus of finishing shooting Episode 1 of Star x Crossed.

I have another two saves I’ve been working on/playing in the background that are meant for simblr but I’m not ready to share them... just yet. Maybe soon!

I might drop ACNH content again too LMAO I’m currently back to hanging out on my island of Briarwood... Going on vacation and being away from my computer for a week really made me pick ACNH back up, yes.

𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚄𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎 🔮

I copied and pasted this whole newsletter format from the year I got married :’) That was two years ago now!! Time sure does fly??

My “new job” isn’t so new anymore--I’ve been there a year--and it’s still pretty good! It keeps me busy... And this time of year can be unpredictable so while I’m not super-duper busy right this second it could change in an instant. We also have another round of weddings coming up to attend, plus my better half and I now throw the annual Halloween party in our friend group.

I also read more, but that’s because my coworker keeps giving me books LMAO

Anyway, that’s my update of the year. Happy spooky season everybody! I hope it’s a good one!

Stay safe & spooky out there!

#queue update #kitkat chitchat #blog update

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women-loving · 2 years

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HELLO FRIENDS!

It’s no secret I haven’t been very active on this blog. I throw things in the queue and that’s all....

The main reason is I often get overwhelmed by negativity flung at this blog. It shocks me, it appalls me. I can’t believe how negativity gets spewed at me here of all places. I have other online presences where I post much more controversial content and speak in a much cruder, meaner tone. I made so much effort to sound as nice and non-offensive over here as possible. I used to make my girlfriend proof-read everything I would write here, desperately asking IS THIS NICE? IS THIS NON-OFFENSIVE?

Women’s sexuality is just that controversial to people. No matter what I do, no matter how much I try to soften myself, people are determined to hate. So many women before me have learned this lesson. I thought I had already learned it before! Surprise, I had to learn again.

But I see even in it’s state of low activity, this blog still means a lot to people. I get wonderful people who go through this blog liking tons and tons of posts. Now that touches my heart. I love all of you women who interact with this blog!

Our sexuality and feminism are near and dear subjects to women. I get tired of the hate, but I really do want to have a place for women to feel good about themselves.

I’m interested in trying again, I think.

I’ve been working on some art. I might try to get over my fear and post some of it. I’ve seen a lot of great lesbian artists. The woman who creates the webcomic Lease Bound (leasebound.com) and @nakimushiga-ru in particular inspire me. Not everyone is nice to them about their gorgeous artworks, but they post their work anyway. Their work resonates with so many women! I couldn’t thank them enough for everything they do. Their comics touch my soul!

Art about the febfem experience is rare, and it might mean something to some of all of you if I posted some of what I do. I’d love to see some other febfems post their art too. If you draw my attention to it, I will ALWAYS reblog your artwork!

I also still have dreams about making a febfem zine. There are so many wonderful magazines for lesbians, and magazines for bisexual women. I know us bisexual women who prioritize women often feel isolated in the larger bisexual community. How cool would it be to hold a zine about the febfem experience in your hands?

There’s so much negativity and I am a sensitive soul. Sometimes I need a break. There’s so much assumption of bad faith here on the internet. Even other febfem women have been hostile to some of the stuff I post here.

What I want is to see more of a positive community among us. My intentions are nothing but good.

So let’s try again! I’ll try to post more of my thoughts, and I’ll see if I can work up posting some of my art, and I’ll see if I can work myself up to take submissions for a febfem zine.

This time, though, I’m probably going to stress less about wording myself perfectly. People who are determined to misinterpret me and act hostile aren’t worth catering towards.

If I go quiet again, I’m sorry. I do my best in a world that can be way too aggressive to women who prioritize other women.

#original #update

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thessalian · 2 years

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Thess vs Staffing Issues

It’s taking me some time to figure out how to frame my answer to the question “how was your day?” just now. Because honestly, work is weird.

So. You know how I was saying that we were pretty heavily understaffed for a lot of this week? Well, most of that is actually done and dusted, and Temp won’t actually even be a temp for much longer (though I’m going to call her that anyway, because she’s only committing to a six-month contract and also I’m fed up with her still leaving the complicated typing for other people). However, some of that understaffing is ... kinda permanent.

Summary: Sid quit.

Slightly expanded summary: look, Sid’s got health issues - different ones to the ones I have, but let’s just say I am not the only person who was asking about working from home. Thing is, that whole situation has been kicked into the tall grass for about a year now, as I think I mentioned. That and some other stuff basically got Sid writing what I’m told was a truly epic verbal beatdown email and walking out.

Thing is? The only reason any of us found out about this is because Temp happened to have seen Sid’s ... let’s be kind and say ‘resignation email’. Scruffman didn’t mention that Sid had even left, never mind the circumstances. Which, honestly, is exactly what we’re getting about his previous manager - the one between Scruffman and Head Honcho on the managerial totem pole; the one who was dealing with all my occupational health stuff. That particular manager just ... wasn’t in one day, and the only reason I heard about it was because I had a regular meeting scheduled with her once a fortnight and I had to be told that it wasn’t going to happen “for the foreseeable future”. But that was it - I didn’t know whether it was ill health, she was fired, she quit, what.

Now, Scruffman took a half-day today - came in early specially and left as soon as I came in. Which means that the conversation around the office was very much about Scruffman being ... well, a really poor communicator and unutterably avoidant about things. I mean, this was the man who told my temp agency that they were terminating my contract but didn’t bother mentioning that to me, figuring the agency would do it (and the agency should have, but you’d think that after months of doing an excellent job, he’d have at least said, “It’ll be a shame to see you go” at some point before close of play Friday afternoon). The others have similar stories. But he also throws a bit of a fit if someone talks to Head Honcho about a situation. Like, it came up that I’d emailed Head Honcho about the work from home thing and Scruffman, to whom I hadn’t even been speaking at the time, said, “I was handling that!”

Yeah, well, you should have kept me updated, then. If I get no answers, I’ll just try another avenue. That is what a secretary does.

So leave us simply say that the atmosphere’s a little fraught at the office right now and I don’t think I’ll be seeing the Tiny God of Random Days Off for awhile. At least not until and unless they replace Sid. Which I hope they do because our typing queue is still in triple-figures and I’m getting saddled with more of the long typing than I am able for on bad days because Temp avoids them, and we need someone to take that particular burden off me because gods know Temp’s not giving up her cherry-picking ways. Anyway, without the full house that Sid allowed us, no more random days off.

On the bright side, I have strawberries and nectarines in the dehydrator, and I made my very first risotto, which is gorgeous and has left me with many leftovers. However, mental note - don’t make risotto when tired. It’s not exactly difficult but it requires time and handling stuff in stages and is fiddly. Next up: cottage pie (like shepherd’s pie except ground beef instead of ground lamb).

#Thess has a day job #Thess cooks

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zombies-aliens · 1 month

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Man. I'm down bad rn. I'm attached to a fucking girl bruh. It's so. Fucking. Dumb. I don't even wanna get into it. I'm so tired of worrying over nothing meanwhile she's probably not even worried an ounce about me. And why tf would she I'm literally ONE DUDE while she has an ABUNDANCE OF FRIENDS. I have close to zero she's got like the whole damn community at work in her corner who tf do I got again? If I leave nobody cares. Okay okay they'll pretend to miss me, then in a couple minutes I swear to God they'll be laughing it up with friends I promise you!! And boom just like that I'm forgotten and I'll eventually forget them too. Bc they got friends they got people to make them forget and feel better. Good for them unfortunately I don't have that luxury. I'm a lone wolf that feels like an outcast everytime I'm around people. Like look man I know it everyone knows it I ain't shit. It's the sad truth. How can I not see it. I'm a lame. It's the sad truth. Whatever. I'm attached to that person bc they are the only friend I talk to on a daily basis consistently. My dumbass went and got attached because there's literally no one else I do this with. There's nobody else who really made me think I'm actually friends with me back instead of it feeling like I'm their friends and I'm hoping to God they're still friends with me the next day. Oh but they check on me and ask if I'm okay bruh how dumb do you think I am you think I don't know words are just words? Words don't mean jack shit man. All I know is I'm attached, I care way more to an unhealthy extent apparently, and I don't know what else to do but to ghost once I move away to another state. They'll never find me again we'll never see each other and yeah I know it must come off as a shocker for them... maybe?... but as I said they'll be laughing it up with friends in a few minutes I'm not kidding too. They won't miss me that much if at fucking all they do. They'll probably all go drinking the same night and there you go. Fun times restablished. Matter fact fun times were never impacted by me anyway. So idk when I leave to another state and I'm about to leave the store I'm idk bc I know it's proper to put in a two weeks notice but fuck that store I'll tell them in a week they can kiss my ass they don't love me anyway. All I will say is thank you T for hiring me. But idc anymore. When I get the call that's it's time to go (sounds grim but it's a job position I'm in a queue for basically. Its already mine just a matter of time but hopefully it's very soon. Like even next week would be perfect. Just take me away from my attachment man) I'm probably delete her from my snap without notice. Maybe with notice. Still figuring it out. Might say "hey im so so sorry this was fun but its been bad for me.. I need to move on. Everythings okay. None of this is your fault. ooo 🫂

And I think I'll wait a month max before I do it. Bc say I get let go for whatever reason and I go back home where they're at. Now that would be painful for me. Awkward for everybody. But even still they wouldn't give a fuck. They probably think, "idiot"

I'm only doing this because I don't wanna be attached anymore. It's a one sided attachment and I'm tired of how I overthink and it's happening because of this attachment. So I have to break it off from me to fucking get a breath of fresh air.

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asimplechaos · 2 years

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so i havent really posted much here to let people know what’s up and like. idk. felt the people who only have contact w me via tumblr should at least know, so. here’s some updates i guess.

for starters, it’s been a year since i moved to the states. it hasn’t been terrible, but it’s still been a big adjustment, and i still have yet to receive any of my stuff from home aside from my electronics which i got... october of last year. and my parents have to move from their current house so they’ve been busy with that and it’s just. ugh.

artfight has burned me out a little bit but i think that’s in conjunction with adhd being ‘oh but you wanna draw This instead’ so i’m gonna try and cordon off the stuff i want to draw until i get some more attacks done--at least my bookmark queue.

but aside from a couple other things i haven’t really done art for the sake of it since. well. moving. even after getting my tablet, it was hard to jump back into the swing of things because various things were damaging my wrist and i couldn’t draw for very long, and even now arthritis is kicking my ass and i have yet to see anyone about it, so my artistic battery has been super low. doesn’t help my specific arthritis is rheumatoid, and due to recent events one of the most popular medications to treat it is being stopped for thousands of people, so. yeah. kinda feels like my hopes of managing it with anything aside from a topical menthol-based gel are dead in the water.

because of this, i don’t really feel up to doing commissions so much right now, as i only have so much art energy in the day and doing commission work eats into other things. “you don’t have to do it in one day,” you can tell me, but I Am Being Paid Money And People Deserve Product Soon To Prove I Am Good Worker, do you see the issue here?

and as a result, pretty much all the money i’ve been making has been from adopts, which are fun, but never guaranteed to sell, so. eh.

honestly looking at all this i think i might be in a depressive slump which. okay.

pretty much the only thing i’m finding enjoyment working on is Court of Fools, and even that has had a lot of setbacks due to me tackling the story outline and having to rewrite entire chunks when i realize something isn’t working out or helping with the pacing.

not to mention some real life stuff has happened to a family member i’m not emotionally close to but me and my grandparents are the only immediate family who are physically nearby, so that’s. been a thing.

i guess this has just been a long way of saying... idk if i’ll be posting my own content here for a while. most of what i do ends up on discord and is for other people anyway, and i’ve started getting quieter and quieter on my twitter as well.

so like. yeah. existing is kinda tiring right now.

if you do wanna see stuff i produce and put out, then i will always loudly point and wave my hands at Court of Fools because it is my baby and i want people to See It and Play It and Like It, but other than that... yeah.

not that i expect a whole lot of people to, considering how engagement with my content has been as of late. did that sound too pessimistic? probably.

so i guess thanks for reading this far if you did. not sure how to close this out but.. yeah. as the picture says, i’ve been surviving, but not thriving.

#long post

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mokutone · 2 years

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and ofc the addition

#my art #naruto #yamato #tenzō #yamato tenzo #kakashi #kakayama #i have a handful of asks to answer and i will get around to them...i am just. also. very very tired #so im just releasing content from my queue rather than preparing new content...anyways...#indisputably romantic content right here. i think im having like. a kakayama moment this winter #bear with me. i think im going thru something lets hope i end up normal on the other side #also i mean to be fair me having a kakayama moment is just. me posting more than like. one playsibly romantic post a year #so its not like this will ever be a terribly shippy blog #and i do have a lot of platonic content planned it just. a lot of it takes more effort for me atm #since its all kinda longform comics #some of it sai focused some of it mental health in the anbu years focused #i have one comic i wanna write on boruto era yamato but its. ohhh its so depressing unfortunately #but like imo. less depressing than canon. not that that's a particularly high bar to summit

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bottomshuichi · 3 years

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Random dr characters react to you asking to ride them

taka, byakuya, leon, souda, gundham, kaito and rantaro - nsfw

if i missed anyone you want these of, leave an ask!!! ill do whoever :D

also may make a reverse one of characters reacting to u asking them to ride u.......... if u guys want that hehe

Kiyotaka Ishimaru

“Y-You want to what?!”

Blushes like crazy man cannot handle a thing.

Low key scared you’d get hurt when you bottomed out

He’d absolutely let you because hes a gentleman.

newfound fav thing wow. nervous to ask you to do it again so he kind of just gets you into the position when youre kissing heheh

“You look so good like this-”

slowly hed become more and more comfortable and hold your hips and help you. praise you!!!!!!!!!! tell you how good you were doing

HOLDS UR HAND WHILE U RIDE HIM CRIES

constantly asking if youre okay and if you’re too tired :’))) “Y-You can stop if you need to! I can take over”

But when you shush him and tell him to stop worrying and start riding him faster hed m e l t. just go into shock and watch you do ur thing

Byakuya Togami

“Oh? Really? Why should I let you, hm?”

He’d tease you for asking but secretly hes very proud of you for being able to get the courage to come out and say it.

Either treat you like you’re priceless if youre genuinely nervous or be a complete asshole the entire time. No in between.

“Careful, my treasure. Don’t want to rush yourself.” // “Well? You going to do it or what? You wanted this, may I remind you.”

Wouldn’t touch you very much, just look up at you and watch your face as you grab onto him for dear life and rock on him.

Hed mark you up tho. so much. just to make sure everyone you see knows youre his

He would hold your face though, whispering to you. Also would absolutely hold your throat.

“Come sit on your throne, my prince(ss).”

Once he was close he would lose his cool persona and pull your hips down and fuck up into you and curse and growl and doubwdddaodubawodihawoi bruhrruh thank u sm togami

Leon Kuwata

He’d just bite his lip and. be like aw shiiiiii

i imagine him to be kinky but have no idea ab it and neither do u so all of the sudden hes like mega egotistical

“Why didn’t you say so earlier, baby?”

He’d grab ur hips and just immediately have his tongue down ur throat as soon as u asked him

From then on he’d make you ride him like every time u got busy bc he just loves to see u all desperate and doin all the work.

you wanting him immediately gets him off bc ego smh

“That’s right. Bounce on that dick.”

touches ur chest/butt while u ride him bc he likes jiggle. bonus points if he can motorboat u

like togami he’ll sit back and watch a lot, one hand on your hip biting his lip. the sight of u literally gets him off as much as fucking you

Kazuichi Souda

jfc this dude. nosebleed instantly

“Holy shit, please! That’d be so hot- I, holy shit.”

he can barely handle sex by itself, now youre gonna do this to him??? jeez what were you thinking.

i hc that he basically goes feral during sex just. rlly fast and hard and loud and just streams of dirty talk

so hes basically holding your hips and fucking up into you and praising/degrading you (whatever hes in the mood for)

Youd barely be able to ride him, it’d mostly be him fucking up into you while you just shake above him and hold onto him for dear life

“You’re so good, feels so good, f-fuck baby,”

can go for a while,,,, which is a benefit of him doing most of the work bc you’d prolly collapse if you rode him for as long as he would want you to

hed just go so fast you’d be writhing and drooling all over yourself bc you can’t form a sentence. just goin wild. my man.

Gundham Tanaka

queue blushing scarf sprite

“O-Oh! My rose! I didn’t expect such a request from you... But... I suppose you can, yes.”

Hes nervous literally up until the sex itself, where he becomes just. huge soft dom vibes lol

holds u so gently hehehe. little groans and praises bc wow he loves u so much

“That’s my beautiful little pearl. You’re doing wonderfully for me.”

Keeps it very slow and loving, making sure you know how well you’re doing every second.

will tuck your hair behind your ear and stroke your face and hush you when you whine too loud

loves to look you in the eyes n will rest his forehead on yours. he loves your expressions so so much

hums very deeply. you know the gundham voice. hes just so pleased and so proud of you for doing so well.

kisses everywhere :) n soft bites and hickeys as a reminder you’re his

Kaito Momota

This guy. God he’d get a boner in a millisecond.

“Y-You’d do that??”

Touches u all over when you do. Like wow he’s. Yeah. So in awe genuinely can’t form a sentence at the sight of you.

Praise u so much tho. In a kaito way.

“You’re so strong! Look at you! You can sit all the way down, take all of me in. Such a good baby.”

After the first time he often just sits against the headboard and touches himself inviting you to sit on him :3

Or he’ll flip u over mid fuck and just lay back and flex his muscles while you bounce on him Bc wow his ego. Bigger than his dick.

Kisses your neck n chest while you ride him

Rantaro Amami

holy shit i am gonna have a stroke writing this im a whore for rantaro anyways

“I believe that can be arranged, my love.”

the first time hed be waiting for you all ready and beckon you with his finger and hed have all his rings on and hngngggggggg

praise the fuck out of you if ur nervous. just telling you how good you’re doing and being so gentle and sweet. my beloved

but when ur comfy enough. oh god. the god complex comes out. hes just staring at you with this fucking look and taking in all of your sounds and iefubaieufiudh

“You’re doing so good, you look so beautiful. So gorgeous sitting on my cock.”

His jewelry would jingle when you bounced what the FUCK

absolutely hold your waist and scratch you up. also bite your collarbones i know that man loves collarbones

would roll his hips up to meet yours and push himself deeper and bite his lip when you cry out at it

a lot of eye contact. hed encourage you to keep your eyes open if you were scared to look at him too. just staring you in the eyes and groaning just to turn you on more knowing youre on this man’s dick and BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEee i may pass away

Haha simps

#rantaro amami #rantaro x reader #kazuichi soda #kazuichi x reader #gundham tanaka #gundham x reader #byakuya togami #byakuya x reader #leon kuwata #leon x reader #kiyotaka ishimaru #taka x reader #drv3 #sdr2 #dr1 #danganronpa #danganronpa smut #bottomshuichis

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enharcv · 3 years

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love me like that | park sunghoon

pairing ‣ roommate!fem reader x roommate!sunghoon

genre ‣ fluff, little bit of angst

warnings ‣ not much, but maybe it's a little suggestive? not proofread :(

a/n ‣ hi :) it's my first work of enha & on tumblr so i hope u like it <3 also very much inspired by park jaeon from nevertheless and boyf material hoon. (also like i mentioned before, this is my first work after a longggg hiatus of not writing so it's a little rusty, my writing is not perfect either so i hope u still like it anyway ♡)

next part here!

tossing around, you shift to the right side of your bed. you had been awake from your sleep half and hour ago— you think.

you didn't exactly keep in track of time. you had woken up from your sleep in the middle of the night because of the grumbling from your stomach.

just as if your tummy could hear your thoughts, it made the grumbling sound once again. sighing you finally sat up, looking for your phone on the nightstand.

03:28 AM

you were hungry since you didn't eat dinner before you slept earlier. well, you were too tired from finishing your assignments and cramming up for the test next week.

university life...

getting out of the bed, you placed your phone back at the stand and walked over to your dresser. you untie your messy ponytail, letting your hair fall into your shoulders, the longer ones fall onto your back.

feeling the relief from how your hair had been pulled into from earlier you groan lightly, your head feeling less painful.

you really needed a hair wash this week, it was starting to get greasy.

you then quietly exit the bedroom, being careful not to wake up the rest of your roommates. seeing how it was in the middle of the night, you relaxed yourself walking into the kitchen, remembering how all of them were heavy sleepers.

or that's what you thought.

you turn on the kitchen light which radiated only the kitchen area and a little into the corridor and a little towards jake's room.

the living room was slightly dim from the kitchen. it gives you the right vibes for ramen at midnight.

LANY would be perfect to set the mood, you thought to yourself as you head back into your room to get your phone to play spotify while you made yourself food.

only on low volume of course.

after grabbing your phone, you carefully closed your room door and made your way into the kitchen again. clicking on the app, you scrolled over to your playlist and played 13 by LANY and put Lauv and Gentle Bones on queue.

placing the song at low volume, loud enough for you to listen still mindful at not waking up the boys despite being heavy sleepers.

you grab a pot from the dishrack and fill it up with water at the sink before placing it on the stove. taking a pack of heesung’s and the others shared collection of instant ramen (mostly still heesung's though), you rip it open.

taking the uncooked bar or noodles you put it into the boiling water, putting the heat at low fire since you hadn't prepared a few other items.

you place the seasoning packet aside before heading to the fridge to get cloves of garlic, fishcakes and spring onion. after washing it, you chop the items and put it into the pot and then add the seasoning.

"something isn't enough," you whisper to yourself, heading to the fridge again. opening it, your eyes scatter at the items stopping at the specific item that you needed.

"kimchi!" smiling to yourself, you grab the container and head back to the stove. adding a spoonful of kimchi into the pot, you stir a few times.

being too invested in the smell of food, you didn't notice the taller awake(half awake? he's been awake for a while) male walking into the kitchen.

you felt a grip on your waist, your heart stops for a moment before you realise it's just your roommate. not sure which though, so you tilted your head upwards to take a glimpse.

"can you make some for me too," sunghoon says, his voice still slightly groggy and wrapping his arms around you waist.

"fuck hoon, you scared me," you say in a low tone, placing the spoon down, and putting your hand on your chest, feeling the sensation of your heart beating rapidly but slowing down to its normal pace.

"sorry about that," he chuckles, making a slight vibration being felt on you too.

you turn around to be met with sunghoon's toned abs, catching you off guard. you immediately look upwards, feeling flustered as the blood rushes up to your face.

it's not that this sight is new for you. you've seen the boys walking around the unit multiple times shirtless, but it never fails to make you flustered each time.

especially sunghoon, you didn't know why though.

he's been working out a lot though since his abs have gotten more defined from the last time you saw him shirtless.

undeniably you can say that sunghoon is— very much attractive and hot. so were the other guys too but sunghoon was more appealing to you once again.

"what are you thinking about?" he asks, staring down at you.

this was a breathtaking view you have to admit. his hair draped down his face, above this eyes but most were still covering it though. his broad shoulders managed to make you feel small in his trap.

"huh- nothing," you say, bringing your hand up to rub the back of your neck awkwardly.

"if you say so," he says, patting your head and then taking his hands off you and heading over to the table to take a seat at.

even his back is so fine.

"y/n you might droll, stop staring too long" sunghoon says making you break out of your little staring session at sunghoon's body.

"what? i wasn't staring geez" you say, turning away back to the pot where the ramen was almost cooked. closing your eyes, you scream in your head while staring at him until he noticed.

as if the embarrassment you were feeling wasn't enough, sunghoon kept on teasing you until the ramen was cooked.

"since you won't shut up, just share this with me i'm too lazy to cook you another one" you say, placing the bowl in front of your shirtless roommate.

"okay sweetheart, whatever you say" he says, making you kick his feet under the table, earning glares from him.

you hand him a pair of chopsticks and spoon, grabbing you own ones as well.

"anyway, why are you awake?" you ask him before taking a slurp from the ramen, slightly groaning from the delicious taste.

sunghoon looks over at you, taking a slurp of the ramen as well, "i wsjnt slddpy" he answers but you could barely understand from how muffled it was.

"swallow it first hoon" you say, giggling at how his cheeks were puffed up with the food. he looked so adorable.

"I wasn't sleepy," he says, after swallowing the food.

"you barely eat after midnight though, did you not eat dinner?" you ask him, sipping the soup of the ramen.

"no i didn't,"

"huh? everyone had dinner though" you ask, sunghoon leans back on the chair.

"yeah but i didn't eat" you raise your eyebrow at sunghoon, proceeding to question him why.

"did you have no appetite? why didn't you eat?" you ask, putting the noodles into the spoon and eating it.

"nope, i didn't eat because you didn't eat. i figured you would get hungry in the middle of the night since you didn’t have dinner— i stayed awake just so i could keep your company while you eat," you immediately choke on your noodles by his answer. sunghoon sits up straight, handing you the mug with water.

"oh my god, y/n are you okay?" he asks, heading over to your side, giving you back taps, lightly.

"yeah" you managed to croak out, coughing as you find yourself to calm down in a while.

"are you okay?"

you hadn't noticed how close he was to your face, making you erupt in coughs again but this time less serious of course. feeling your face heat up, you cover your mouth with the back of you hand, looking away.

"god sunghoon—" you say before drinking the water again. sunghoon takes a seat beside you, his hand still on your back, rubbing it slowly.

the situation soon became calm, the music from your phone playing faint in the background.

“can you finish it y/n?” sunghoon asks as he eyes the half finished ramen bowl and then at you. you look back at him and nod slowly, taking away your hand to pick up the chopsticks you dropped on the table from earlier.

sunghoon takes his hand off your back and folds his arms, leaning back and watches you eat.

for some reason, this was making you nervous. your stomach making flips at sunghoon’s actions. the tension was quite thick in the atmosphere, but you remained focused only on the ramen, not wanting to get any more flustered by sunghoon.

sunghoon on the other hand, was enjoying it. smirk plastered on his face as he watched you. you look good in his eyes despite just waking up from sleep in the middle of the night.

impressive, you always looked good in everything you wore. from wearing your favourite dresses to college parties, to wearing a simple spaghetti top and sweatpants. even now, in an oversized shirt that stopped right above your thighs, your hair let down slightly messy was the cherry on the top.

you looked amazing in it.

“stop staring at me sunghoon,” you feeling this gaze on you, still not looking at the male though.

“you should stop being pretty then,” not believing how those words just casually rolled off his tongue you finally glared at him.

“are you flirting with me?” you ask,

“are you flustered?” sunghoon asks back, leaning in to you leaving a little space between you both like before. unable to answer as if your words were stuck in your throat, you stare at him. sunghoon looks you, his eyes diverting to your lips then back to your eyes.

your heart starts beating again as you gulp from the nervousness.

what is this? do you like him?

it's as if the universe knew how to make the tension thicker, you phone starts playing love me like that by sam kim.

‘fuck, it’s from nevetheless’ you gasp inside your head, feeling even more flustered considering how you were facing almost what the female mainlead was facing in the drama in a particular scene. almost not quite the same though.

nevertheless (ironic haha) your sides moved to your phone which was behind sunghoon. sunghoon wasn’t too oblivious though, he figured out what you were thinking. you reached behind him but too late, sunghoon was already holding your hand from grabbing your phone.

“the song is nice, let it be” he says, taking his hand off yours. sunghoon then takes the chopsticks and grabs a fishcake. you thought he was going to eat it, instead you bring it to your mouth.

“open,” he says, you obey without questioning why. you began chewing on the food, while managing to keep your gaze on him. what does he want? why is he acting like this suddenly?

“eat up,” he says, handing you the chopsticks back and breaking the tension by going back to the seat. sighing silently, you turn back to finishing the ramen as the song plays in the background.

after eating, you got up to put the bowl away.

“I’ll do it,” sunghoon says, taking the bowl and mug into his hands. having no choice, you let him do the chore either way. sunghoon makes his way to the sink and starts washing. you sit back down, looking at sunghoon since you weren’t sure what to do while you waited for him.

your phone buzzes catching your attention. clicking on the notification, you realised it was your group chat that was active.

maybe they all pulled an all nighter.

seyoung<3 : 'im finally done with finishing my work! im so tired i dont think i’ll be able to attend the morning classes later

mina<3 : me too seyoung~ im so tired my eyes cannot stay open any longer

seyoung<3 : y/n can you cover for us :(

mina<3 : yeah y/n can you please~~~

chuckling at your friends' state you type in a response. your chuckle doesn’t go unnoticed by sunghoon. he looks back to see you tapping away on your phone with a smile on.

who were you texting at this hour? he thought as he placed the final dish onto the dishrack. turning off the tap, he heads back to as he wipes his hands on the towel. you turn off your phone, grabbing it and got up as sunghoon approached you.

“I’ll head in fir—”

“do you want to watch a movie with me?” he asks, catching you off the guard.

“what? I have classes in the morning”

“then sleep with me”

your eyes widened in shock as you stared at sunghoon, taken back by his statement.

“what?”

“i didn’t mean it in that way, if you want to i'm still down for it” he mutters the last part but it doesn’t go unnoticed by you.

“hoon?!”

“just lay with me, i don't wanna sleep alone” he sighs. unsure whether to turn him down or what you looked at him. well, it’s not like you haven’t cuddled before or what— this was nothing new either way.

“fine,” you say earning a smile from the taller one. sunghoon turns off the light and trails after you into his room. you set down your phone on his night stand and climbed onto his bed. sunghoon joins you as he shuts the door.

wrapping his hands around you, you leaned into his chest humming at the warmth his body was radiating.

“hoon?” you call him, he responds with a hum.

do you like me? you were so close to asking him that, but you were afraid of the aftermath if that wasn’t the case. this was something normal that you’ve been doing with the rest of your roommates as well. except for the flirting part. you guys were close enough either way.

but sunghoon’s action seemed to be a little more questionable to you though— why does he act like you these days? not wanting to stay awake and think about these thoughts you sigh.

“goodnight” you say, and close your eyes before letting your sleep take over.

“i like you too,” sunghoon mutters too, a while after he’s sure you’ve already in your little dreamland.

It went on like this ever since then, the both of you making small moves but afraid to confess due to being afraid of the worst—

rejection.

part two is out! click here to read :)

read the rest of the series! : jake, sunghoon (2), heesung, jay

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