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collapsingintojupiter · 4 years

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Sea Urchin

I made me some analogical fluff bc honestly, why not?

Characters: Virgil, Logan, (brief) Roman

Relationships: Analogical, platonic Prinxiety

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“Are you sure this is a good idea, Roman?”

“Are you kidding me? Of course it’s a good idea!”

“Fish? For a date?” Roman sighed, slinging an arm around Virgil’s shoulder.

“I’m telling you, oh panic-at-the-everywhere, that taking him to an aquarium will literally make his year. Logan loves the ocean, man.”

“And...and you’re sure he won’t think it’s weird?”

“No, because he’s weird. And so are you.”

“Hey!” Virgil shoved Roman away and glared at him, though it melted into a grin when he laughed that stupid laugh of his.

“Relax, Virge. He’ll love it, I promise.” He sighed.

“Okay…”

Half an hour later, Virgil was standing on the doorstep to the Crofter house, his hair awkwardly styled (Roman’s fault), and a plush shark in his hands (also Roman’s fault). Logan opened the door when he knocked, eyes widening at the sight of the plush shark.

“I uh...here.” Virgil shoved it into Logan’s hands, then tried to remember what Roman had told him to say. “Uh, guess where we’re going today?”

Logan looked at the shark, then up at Virgil.

Holy shit, I’ve never seen him this excited before.

“Are...are we going to the aquarium?” At that, Virgil couldn’t help but smile. Maybe Roman’s terrible idea wasn’t so terrible after all.

“Correct. I heard you were into marine biology, and they have a sale on the admission fee today. Roman also told me you liked sharks.”

Logan smiled--adorably, Virgil thought.

“Yeah, I do. They’re such fascinating creatures, despite the terrible reputation they’ve been given.”

“That’s good, ‘cause they’ll have plenty where we’re going.” Virgil motioned to his car, which actually wasn’t his car, but his mom’s. “You ready to go?”

“I believe I am adequately prepared, yes.” Logan still held the plush, and carried it to the car with him where he set it on the dashboard.

“Will it be okay if I keep it in here for now?” he asked as the two climbed inside.

“Oh, sure!” Virgil said, and his voice definitely didn’t crack. He tried not to look at Logan as he backed the car out of the driveway and started into town; at his messy hair, the soft blue sweater he currently wore over a white button-up, at his blue glasses which had tiny goldfish painted on the sides - Roman’s work, most likely. And it was perfect.

Roman had been Logan’s best friend since the first grade, and from what Virgil had heard the two had become friends in much the same way he had when he’d been transferred to their school in fifth grade. Promptly after arriving Roman had made it his personal goal to befriend him, though Virgil had never understood quite why. Logan said he didn’t either; Roman merely shrugged when asked and said they’d seemed lonely.

Not that that was true, or anything.

Whatever the case, Virgil did eventually succumb and become a part of the odd group. Later, when they reached highschool, it was again Roman who convinced him to finally ask Logan out.

At first glance, Logan was little more than a quiet and studious kid with a weird fascination for both space and the deep ocean, something that was weirdly connected to and disconnected from Virgil’s own fascination with cryptids, conspiracies, and aliens. The more he’d gotten to know Logan, however, the more he learned about the nerdy kid’s wilder side; about his impulsive (but fun) antics in the name of science, his crazy ideas “for research purposes only, obviously,” and his long rants about stars at two in the morning when he couldn’t sleep.

And Virgil fell in love with him.

Roman noticed he had before he did, actually. He also said that Logan liked him too, and after several weeks of nagging Virgil finally worked up the courage to ask him out himself. And when Logan accepted--well, Virgil didn’t think he’d ever been happier (though he’d never tell Roman that).

“What’s your favorite ocean animal, Lo? Aside from sharks.” Logan glanced up, grinning crookedly.

“I love eels,” he said. “And sea snakes. And crabs. And...” he stopped himself, and Virgil both tried and failed to hide a laugh.

“Go ahead,” he said. “Um, do you have a favorite shark species?”

“Certainly. I am most fond of the tiger shark; their unique patterns are quite aesthetically pleasing. Speaking of sharks, did you know that shark skin feels like sandpaper?”

“I didn’t,” Virgil said, even though he did. “Tell me about it.”

“Their skin is made up of specialized placoid scales, which form a special kind of armor for the shark that’s actually quite thick. It’s also so rough that it can actually injure animals that rub against it the wrong way--it’s relatively smooth the other way, compared to it. The shape of the scales also makes the shark more streamlined in the water, so it loses less energy to drag when it’s hunting prey.”

Virgil kinda froze, even though he was still at the wheel, and once again he was struck by how damn smart Logan was, not to mention how cute he was when he got excited, and--

“Uh, Virgil?”

“Yeah?”

“You missed the turn.”

“Dammit!”

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Virgil stood back a little, grinning to himself as Logan pressed his face up against the tank. On the other side of the glass, a rather uncomfortably large fish looked back at them. Virgil had already been dragged around four different rooms in the span of less than fifteen minutes, but despite that he couldn’t wipe the dumb look of adoration from his face as Logan excitedly rambled to him about parrot fish.

“Did you know that they create bubble nets out of their mucus to hide in from sharks?”

“Uh...no, I didn’t.”

Man, the ocean was weird.

“Ooh, this way! They have touch tanks in here!”

“They have what now?” Virgil asked, as Logan grabbed his hand and started pulling him into another room.

“Touch tanks! So you can touch the anemones, urchins, sea cucumbers, and whatever else they have in there! Very fascinating textures, they have. Especially the anemones.”

“Wait wait wait...touch them?”

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to,” Logan said quickly, coming to a halt at the room’s entrance. He glanced at Virgil. “If you want I can show you first, and then you can decide. They won’t hurt you.”

“Uh...okay.” Virgil wanted to say no, mostly because being wet was not what he had planned, but Logan seemed so excited about it that he couldn’t help it. Besides, it was just his hand. He’d be fine.

“Here’s a purple sea urchin.” Logan pointed at a little spiky thing in the sand, grinning from ear to ear. “Their spikes can’t hurt us, but they’re cool to touch.” He dipped his hand in, running his finger along one of the urchin’s spines.

“Whoah, they’re closing together around your finger!” Virgil leaned over the edge of the tank, eyes wide. Logan grinned at him.

“They trap food with their spines like that, isn’t that cool?”

“You mean it thinks your finger is food?”

“Yup! Don’t worry though, he can’t hurt me. See?” Logan pulled his hand away easily, showing Virgil. “Wanna try?”

“You’re crazy.” He looked down at the urchin. “...Yes. I’ll try.”

The water was stupid cold, but Virgil rolled up his sleeves, pretended he didn’t notice the adorable smile Logan was giving him, and dipped his hand in. The urchin’s spines were hard, but smooth, and quickly hugged onto his finger as he watched in surprise.

“You haven’t been to an aquarium before, have you?” Virgil glanced at Logan.

“I haven’t, no. Ocean always gave me the heebies. Didn’t realize it was so...uh, cool…” he turned away to hide his face, which had turned a delicate shade of rose, and quickly washed his hands while Logan tried to pet every sea cucumber he could find in the tank.

“They’re very squishy,” he said as he joined Virgil by the entrance. “Very smooth. I like them.”

“I can tell,” Virgil answered with a grin.

They went to more tanks, then ate at the cafe inside. Logan excused himself after they sat down, leaving Virgil alone for a few minutes as he disappeared.

Virgil pulled his patch jacket closer around his shoulders, and let out a small sigh. He’d never been much of a learner like Logan was - sleeping in class, doodling on the margins of his notebooks, ignoring the teacher and everything around him...but learning from Logan was so different, so...fun. He realized he’d been enjoying himself immensely the whole time, even though he now had more facts on sea cucumbers than he’d ever know what to do with.

Being with Logan was fun, he thought.

“What are you thinking about, Virgil?”

“GAH! Logan, why?”

“I apologize.” Logan sat down, a smile hiding in his eyes as he tried to look sheepish. “I uh, didn’t realize that you hadn’t noticed my presence.”

“It’s alright,” Virgil shook his head, pushing a plate of food towards him. “You just startled me.”

“I will try to avoid doing so in the future.”

They talked about black holes and green sand; about comets and cone snails and nebulae and nurse sharks.

And Virgil loved it.

At last, the day had gone and it was time to go. Virgil was exhausted, but glowing with happiness as they made their way towards the exit. Logan held his hand; similarly quiet, similarly happy.

As they reached the front door, he stopped and turned to him.

“I uh...got you something,” Logan said quietly, holding something up for him to see.

“Is...is that an urchin plush?”

“I, uh...I thought that since…I went back to the gift shop...wanted to get something special...”

“I love it.” Virgil gently took the plush from Logan, cupping it in his hands and feeling how soft it was in his fingers. Logan grinned widely, and before either boy knew what was happening they were in each other’s arms. Logan’s embrace was gentle, but firm, and Virgil was pretty sure he never wanted to leave his arms again.

Silently, he thanked Roman for his best terrible idea ever.

#analogical #virgil sanders #logan sanders #roman sanders #brotherly prinxiety #sanders sides #sanders sides fanfiction #sanders sides fanfic

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thepropertylovers · 3 years

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Living Room Update: Two New Rugs For a Cozy, Layered Look

Our living room refresh is coming along!

Slowly but surely, we’re giving the room we spend the most amount of time in (besides the kitchen, naturally) a little update by making seemingly small changes that have quite a big impact. Case in point: switching out our old rug for two new ones.

Remember when we painted our living room white at the end of last year? That was really what kicked off our wanting to give this room a little makeover. We didn’t hate the way it used to look by any means, but after 2020 felt so dark and grim, I think we both wanted to brighten up at least one of the rooms in our house (almost our entire house is painted Urban Putty by Sherwin Williams and even though it’s our favorite color ever, there’s something so crisp and airy about a white room isn’t there?).

We had already been working on rearranging the furniture in our home for the last couple of months, and because we spend so much time in there, the living room seemed like the natural choice to devote the most time to. Plus it’s fun to switch things up every now and then! For us, it’s a creative outlet to constantly move things in our house around. Do you do the same thing?

We wanted to keep things fairly neutral and have little pops of color here and there. But not too much! Remember how I still want to hang navy velvet curtains in here? I returned the ones that I ordered that didn’t fit and just need to re-order some new ones. Although now that the new rugs are in here, I might be rethinking navy blue? Maybe a rust color or linen? TBD.

Anyway, we ended up going with two rugs from RugsUSA.com and putting the smaller one on top. We love the look of layering a rug on top of another, because few things create a more cozy and comfortable atmosphere in a space than when you add layers to a room (like books, pillows, throws, curtains, blinds, rugs, art, etc.). Think of all of those things as the finishing touches that make a house a home and create a lived-in feel that a lot of us strive for.

The bottom is a jute rug and boy is it comfortable. It feels so good on your feet when you walk and is a lot more plush and squishy than I think either of us thought it would be. Jute rugs don’t have a reputation for being extremely comfy to walk on, but this one absolutely is.

The top is a more traditional medallion rug in style, but it’s also jute (50% jute, 50% polyester), and it’s also super comfy! It’s even Alyster approved! He’s been enjoying the new rugs a ton, always stretched out or plopped down on them relaxing in the evening sun.

If you’re new here, you’re probably wondering what the living room looked like before, so here it is:

And again, here’s what it looks like now:

Not the biggest change, is it? Blink and you might miss it, but in person (and maybe you see it in the photos) there is a noticeable difference in there. It feels…happier. Brighter. More of the look we were going for.

Don’t get me wrong, we both love the old antique Persian rug that used to live in there and plan on using it in another room in the future, but it was dark, a little too dark for what we wanted. The new rugs give off the vintage vibes we loved abut the old one while simultaneously lending themselves to the updated look we were after. All in all, they’re just a better fit for that room in our opinion.

Black, white and brown is my absolute favorite color scheme ever. Something about them paired together does things to me! We have a little of each of those colors in every room of our house and I don’t think I’ll ever tire of that look. See how good the white walls with the black frames and the brown doors/blinds look with the tan jute rug? And see how the pops of color throughout the room in the form of plants and books and pillows really shine against the more muted colors?

Now if we can just find a way to straighten out that chandelier that hangs in the middle of the room (or remove it all together?). I don’t know, though. It’s leftover from when this was our dining room, but to be honest we like the warm glowy light it gives off when it’s on. It creates an ambiance and completely changes the feel of the room and I don’t think we’re ready to part with it just yet.

We worked with RugsUSA over on Instagram and you can see how this whole room was pieced together, layer by layer, here. We’re thisclose to calling the living room complete; all that’s left now is adding curtains!

Let’s see how long it takes to get those up :).

Sources:

Bottom jute rug

Top medallion rug

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bellatrixobsessed1 · 4 years

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Wander

Today has been a day both online and offline. *Yeets out another comfort fic*

Have a Zuko comforting a sleepwalking Azula.

It replays itself in her mind, an unrelenting stage show depicting her downfall in the most merciless ways. On some nights she dies and on others she suffers. Sometimes Zuko boils her alive and she can feel each inch of her skin burning away. Sometimes he sends redirected lightning into her chest where it erupts and her very heart explodes as he and Katara sneer and laugh. Other times she drowns, Katara never melts her block of ice and the water fills her lungs. She hates this the most, it is a long and delayed way to die and Katara does it with pride while she does it with anxiety and dishonor. Rarely, but often enough for it to be noteworthy, she dreams of Katara holding water over her nose and mouth until she topples or of she and Zuko simply leaving her bound to the grate to starve out. She hates this nightmare more than the drowning dream. Because this one is longer; longer and she watches herself decay. Watches her body grow skinny and then impossibly gaunt. By dream logic she survives even when her skin begins to tighten over her skeleton. She lives until she is no more than just a skeleton, bunched up and forgotten.

This is the vision that plagues her tonight. That has her screaming and thrashing and eventually in tears.

The palace is so vast and the walls are so thick that her cries go unheard. And if the guard personal do care, they haven’t bothered to check on her. They are well aware that her mind has fled. That she is, allegedly, prone to crying and shaking fits and so it is best to just leave her to it.

But she doesn’t want to be alone. She is so, so tired.

The night after isn’t much better. This time her skin is burning away and when she springs up in bed, she can still feel the visages. A phantom fire that creeps over her arms. She wipes at her eyes. Her head is still cloudy with sleep as she hovers her legs over the side of the bed.

She is only half awake when she lets her feet finally touch the floor. She wanders into the hallway, with no particular aim in mind, other than a vague sense that she doesn’t want to be in bed right now. A vague sense that she needs to be doing something else.

She creeps into the kitchen and fixes herself a ludicrously early breakfast. But really she isn’t quite all there, not quite in the present, and what she fixes herself can hardly be called breakfast, more so it is a random collection of ingredients that go more or less with each other. Preparing a meal and finishing it takes only a half an hour and she is back to where she had begun--creeping around in the dark. Though, now, the sky is beginning to lighten from black to the very deep blue of the first stage of sunrise.

She drags herself away from the kitchen and down the hall. No matter how far or where she wanders within the palace, that ominous sense of foreboding left by her dream continues to haunt and stalk her.

.oOo.

Zuko jolts awake and jerks a second time when he spies the figure looming all too close to his bed.

“Agni! Azula, what are you doing here!?” She simply stares at him with a sleepy blankness. He wonders if she is hearing him at all. “Hey,” he snaps twice in front of her face. She doesn’t seem to respond and he begins to register that she is sleepwalking.

He wonders if this is a first time occurrence or if it has been a habit for a while now; one that has gone unnoticed due to the sheer size of the palace. She certainly hasn’t wandered into his room before tonight. But she has picked up a habit of sleep talking so he can’t say that it is a stretch to find her sleepwalking too.

Her eyes, though open, are awfully distant and unseeing. Her head dips and he thinks that she might topple. Just in case he springs from the bed and holds her steady, though she still seems to be carrying her own weight. A few minutes pass and she doesn’t go slack so he moves his hands.

He doesn’t know if he should wake her or not. So instead he puts a gentle arm on her back, between her shoulder blades, and tries to guide her back in the direction of her room. “Come on.” He coaxes softly, “let’s get you back to your room.” But he can only move her a few steps before she halts and seems to plant her feet to the floor.

Zuko sighs. “Come on, Azula. It’s really early, you should be in bed.”

“No.” She mumbles. She doesn’t face him though. She shakes her head, “no.”

He isn’t even sure if she is talking to him at all. “Do you want to stay in here then?”

She begins to wander away from him, towards the door. Whatever track or task she has decided on abruptly comes to a close when she stumbles upon the pile of clothes that he and his servants have neglected to clean.

He doesn’t reach her on time and she lays in a heap on the floor. He cringes at the noisy thud her body makes. She lets out a rather sharp cry. He is thankful that he hadn’t approached her yet, for she reflexively punches flames out in front of her.

Zuko can’t help but laugh a little, “you did this one to yourself, there’s no one to throw fire at unless you want to take it up with my laundry.”

Azula shakes her head but the confusion doesn’t subside, he can see it in her eyes when she finally looks up at him. Her lower lip seems to tremble. Agni he hopes that she doesn’t cry again, he never knows how to handle that.

He thinks that vulnerable Azula is almost worse than antagonizing Azula. At least he knows how to handle antagonizing Azula, at least he is used to her.

.oOo.

She tries to collect herself. Tries to remember where she is at and how she has gotten here. She still isn’t entirely awake, only half so. “Zuko?” She mumbles.

“Yeah?” He asks. “Do you want to go back to your own room?”

She shakes her head. Right now, being in his insufferable company, is still much better than being in the company of her own aling mind. She likes this Zuko, the real Zuko, more than the one that tortures her in her dreamscape.

“Then what do you want to do?” He asks.

She leans herself against the bedpost. “I want to sleep.” She tries to be clear and consice but her words come out in a sleepy slur, something more akin to, “Iwannaslee.” She pauses. “But I can’t.”

Zuko nods. “It’s a little hard to sleep sitting up don’t you think.”

“It’s hard to sleep when you dream.” She thinks that she might be coming around, at least a little.

.oOo.

He thinks that he is beginning to put two and two together. She had never been prone to night terrors as a child--no, that was him--but he knows what they look like and he is almost certain that she is having them now. And while she may not have had night terrors as a child, she still had her share of vivid nightmares. He recalls letting her sleep in his bed with him and remembers her yanking the blankets from him in sleep. But her squishy and innocent sleeping face had made it worth it.

He helps her to her feet and tucks her back in. He doesn’t know where he is going to sleep but she is already dozing off once more.

“Maybe you’ll dream less in here.” He says more to himself than her.

Resigned to having given up his bed, he clears a space on his desk and begins working on some of the contracts and forms he has been handed.

He knows that she is sleeping once more when she begins her incoherent muttering. Little fragments of things that don’t quite make sense. But these things seem to draw happier coos and croons.

.oOo.

Azula wakes feeling disorienting. It takes her a moment to gather that she is in Zuko’s bed and not her own. She heaves herself up and scans the room. She finds him sitting at his desk, hunched over and snoozing with his quill still grasped between his fingers. She thinks of leaving his room before he can wake, but she sees him lift his head.

The scroll falls from his face, but the ink remains on his cheek. She almost laughs, she would have laughed if she wasn’t feeling so exhausted and somber. He follows the line of her sight and rubs his cheek, only smearing the caligraphy.

“Did you get any sleep?”

Azula nods, “I think so.”

Zuko gives her a soft smile. “That’s good. If you need to stay in here again, you can.”

Azula fixes her gaze on her hands which have come to clutch the blankets firmly. She still isn’t sure how to take or approach Zuko offering her support. Isn’t sure if she likes it or not. “I can’t even remember coming in here.” She admits, her voice sounds so small, even to her.

“You were sleepwalking.” He chuckles. “I almost pissed myself when I saw you standing over my bed.”

She manages a slight smile. “Glad I can still terrorize you when…” I’m being terrorized... “I’m asleep.” She leans back against the headrest. “Did I say anything to you?”

“Not really. You just said no when I asked you if you’d go back to your own room.”

“Oh.” She replies, taking a little relief in that she hasn’t babbled or cried about how afraid and anxious she is. Though it might to her well to talk about it. “Okay.”

“You hungry?” He asks.

She furrows her brows, “actually, not really.”

“Maybe you cooked yourself breakfast while you were wandering.” He jokes.

She can’t say for certain that it is a joke at all. “I hope that it tasted good then.” The conversation finds its end and she doesn’t know how to or if she should start a new one.

So instead they dwell in silence until Zuko finally says, “if you’re having trouble sleeping you can stay in here or I can stay in your room. At least until you can tell me why you’re having trouble sleeping.”

Azula bites the inside of her cheek. “Alright.”

“Alright, you want to stay here or alright, you’ll talk to me?”

“Both, I guess.” Truly she yearns for relief, so desperately that she is finally willing to sacrifice at least some pride. She supposes that it wouldn’t hurt to tell him at least a little of her dreams.

“Great!” He sounds much too chipper. But at least he isn’t mocking or snubbing her. “You can tell me a bit about it over breakfast?”

“Sure.” Azula nods. At least now she has a decent start. At least now she has a chance.

#Avatar #Azula #Zuko #Fanfiction

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creative-poptart · 5 years

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What about SF Sans with a chubby SO in his shirt? It's tight but the SO still likes his shirt! And what about if the SO has anxiety, paranoia, and depression? (Those go so bad together...)

Black had always kept everything in his closet immaculate, from the organization of the colors to sections for everything. Of course, most of what was in his closet were things that needed hangers, but his wardrobe sufficed for the rest of his clothing. T-shirts, jeans, undergarments, and more were kept neatly tucked away in the drawers, ready to be worn when he didn't need a pressed outfit. Now, however, his organizational system was failing him.

“WHERE THE HELL DID I PUT IT?? IT SHOULD BE RIGHT HERE!” he growled to himself, setting aside folded shirts to dig around in the drawer with more ease. “I DON’T KNOW WHERE IT’S GONE TO, AND I KNOW THAT RUS HASN’T BEEN IN HERE IN AGES, SO WHERE..?”

The shirt in question was one of his older shirts, the first one he ever purchased for himself on the Surface at Rus’ prompting. It was simple enough in design, a basic black t-shirt with a white feather design across the right breast. A shirt like that was subtle enough for near everyday wear but just nice enough that it wasn’t trashy. Paired with the right jeans and jacket, and Black would dare say that he looked reasonably stylish. As an added bonus, it was almost as soft as an actual feather.

As he dug through his drawers, still grumbling to himself, he turned his mind to other things, mainly the reason why he was looking in the first place. Tomorrow was a special date that you had wanted to set up with him, and as per usual, he asked what the attire would be. As a lucrative business consultant, Black could have taken you to see Paris, the Coliseum, or the Himalayas for a weekend if he really wanted to. However, you insisted that this was a more casual date, and so he felt it was only appropriate to wear his favorite shirt for his favorite person.

Now that he was thinking about it, Black let his mind wander to you as his phalanges sought out the fabric. You had been a challenge in your own way to catch, and for that, he was oddly grateful. When the two of you met, it was because he was coming into a coffee shop to grab something for a client and himself. Black had a meeting scheduled for a slightly less formal client at a less formal place, and this coffee shop was just the perfect place to chat.

When you had walked in, four minutes before his client had, Black instantly noticed several things about you. You were clutching your wallet tightly, money already partly drawn, and you dared not make eye contact with anyone around you. It was almost suspicious, and if not for the fact that you appeared unarmed and that you already had cash in hand, he might have thought that you were going to rob the shop. The entire time you were ordering, you stammered through it, then barely managed to get the cash down before scurrying away from the counter.

Black had kept an eye socket on you the whole time he was with his client, and you stuck yourself in a quiet corner to enjoy whatever spoils you had gotten. After his meeting had finished, he turned a more attentive gaze on you, hoping to glean more information. You had been biting your nails recently, it seemed, and your sleep was somewhat off-kilter, but your coffee was helping you to get better. The work uniform, partially covered by a large, comfy cardigan, was for a nearby supermarket and you looked stressed.

Before you had left, there was something you left on the table, which appeared to be a phone, and the skeleton was quick to bring it back to you. After that, he had tried to talk with you more, but you seemed much less inclined to try and get back in touch with him. It was frustrating, as he was putting in all the effort to try and reach out and you weren’t responding in the slightest. When he received a call at one in the morning, however, he realized a lot was going on in your head he had never known.

Evidently, you had severe clinical depression and anxiety, coupled with paranoia that had grown with taking on your job. Someone had robbed the supermarket you had worked at twice, once with you facing down the barrel of a gun and the second time with you merely observing, giving you added stress. All of your symptoms had flared after that second robbery, and now you were less than responsive. Black immediately changed his tune from being upset with you to more understanding, and from there, the friendship began to grow.

When the skeleton finally realized that he liked you, he struggled to bring it up to you. With all that was going on with your mind, not to mention the stresses of your job, there was no way you would take this well. He was sure you would stress and think he was just kidding, but he wanted to date you so badly it almost hurt.

As predicted, once he laid out his feelings for you, you had stood there, mouth agape and confusion in your eyes. He was quick to reassure you that he was willing to take things slowly, as slow as you needed them to be. It took a full week for you to respond to what he wanted, giving him the yes that he didn’t know was essential to his life until you spoke it into being. From there, the two of you had been on multiple dates, and he had slowly started to break down a few insecurities you had. Your body, as soft and squishy as it was, was not “disgusting” to him, as you had put it on one day. You were not annoying him with questions about his job. Above all, yes, he does love you.

A creak in the doorway catches Black out of his thoughts, and he turns slightly to glance over his shoulder to see your silhouette. Only four weeks ago you had finally moved into his house with him, and he couldn’t have been happier. The two of you were still getting used to living in the same house, but Black was more than glad to have you there.

“AH, HELLO, MY PRECIOUS DATEMATE,” he called to you, turning back to the task at hand. “HAVE YOU HAPPENED TO SEE WHERE MY SHIRT WENT? THE ONE WITH THE FEATHER. I WAS HOPING TO WEAR IT TOMORROW FOR OUR DATE, AND I SEEM TO HAVE MISPLACED IT.”

A quiet sniffle answered his question, and he whipped around so fast that a few of his bones creaked in protest. You were wearing his shirt, as snug as it was on your body, and now you were in tears. He was on his feet in an instant, coming over to hold you close and comfort you, shushing you softly.

“I-I’m sorry,” you stammered quietly into the front of his shirt, your hands bunching up the material. “I didn’t know you wanted to wear this for tomorrow or I would have left it where it was. I was just, I-I got really upset, and this reminded me of you, and I wanted something to help me feel better.” Your voice trailed off, thick with tears as you tried to explain, and Black gently wiped the tears from your face.

“HUSH,” he commanded gently, letting his bones rest on your face a little longer than was probably necessary, soaking in the warmth of your skin. “IF I WERE UPSET WITH YOU, WHICH I AM NOT, YOU WOULD HAVE KNOWN IMMEDIATELY. YOU ARE ALLOWED TO WEAR THIS, JUST AS I WOULD BE. IN FACT, I THINK IT LOOKS BETTER ON YOU THAN YOU COULD EVER THINK IT WOULD.”

A lovely little blush warmed your cheeks as you started to protest, but Black quieted you with a gentle kiss. His hands traveled down to rest on your waist and tugged you closer to him. For a moment, he simply stood there, holding and kissing you, enjoying the feel of your soft body against his own. When the kiss broke apart, you indeed appeared to feel at least a little better.

“COME ON,” Black hummed, a smile beginning to pull at his mouth. “LET’S GO AND GET DINNER READY. I THINK WE CAN HAVE A MOVIE NIGHT TONIGHT ON THE COUCH SO THAT WE CAN SNUGGLE TOGETHER.”

You smiled warmly at him, and for a moment, the world just seemed to be right.

~~~~~~~~~~

Thanks for the ask Anon! I hope this is to your liking!

#undertale #swapfell #swapfell sans #swapfell sans/reader #poptartasks #tarts answers #drabble #anon ask

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my ii m&g experience ♥

(long rambling and pic spam ahead)

arriving + waiting in line

prior to and upon arriving at the venue, i was SO incredibly nervous to the point that it nearly overpowered my excitement. my heart had been racing all week and my stomach was in knots. i’d been anticipating this very day for almost a year and i was absolutely terrified that something would go wrong. i kept having thoughts like, “what if there’s a ton of unexpected traffic backed up for hours and i miss the meet and greet?” “what if there’s something wrong with my ticket??” “what if i forget something important and i’m denied access?” “what if i DIE before i get there!?” luckily, none of my delusional fears from my panicked state of mind came true and most of my anxiety disappeared after i was given my wristband.

meeting and conversing with the lovely new friends i made in line put me at enough ease that my ability to comprehend the intense reality of the situation was beginning to vanish. everything was too dreamlike to feel real. was i really mere minutes away from meeting my idols??

suddenly, everyone started screaming. i looked up and saw phil standing at the rail. i nearly had a damn heart attack!! that’s phil! he literally looks like an angel! i heard dan’s voice from the other corner and turned around to see him right above us! that’s dan!! he glows! o m g !! there they are!! in person! holy s*** that’s actually them!!! whatever they said to us either completely went over my head or was entirely forgotten because i don’t recall any of it. this was the most surreal moment of my life.

shoutout to the girl on twitter who filmed some of this and caught my reaction after they waved and left lmao

i guess this is what my mind being completely blown looks like??!?

my adrenaline was through the roof, but i was too stupefied to feel emotional yet. my throat was drying as the line in front of me gradually got shorter. the lack of air conditioning upstairs didn’t help. i was close enough to talk to marianne (a queen, btw) about what i wanted to give them. i had a letter from a friend and two of my ii themed d&p drawings that i made into magnets. she told me she would keep them and give them to dan and phil after the meet and greet. disappointing, but understandable. i wrote my name on the magnets but they won’t have a clue who i am. oh well. here’s what they look like:

before i knew it, it was my turn to meet them. a friend i met in line agreed to film my meet and greet but was too nervous to do so once we approached our turns. although it sucks to not have footage, i fully understand having anxiety. she’s very sweet and i’d never want to cause her any stress.

the actual meeting and greeting:

before i get into the personal details and talk about my interaction with them, i’ll describe their irl voices and appearances.

i’d say they sound exactly the same in person. they don’t necessarily look any different from how they do in pictures and videos, just more radiant; especially phil. his hair somehow looks even darker irl and there’s an indescribably beautiful contrast between his black hair, vibrant eyes, and pale skin. it makes him look otherworldly. his features are sharp. dan’s stubble is actually quite prominent, even from a distance. his features are soft. there’s not really much else to say about his appearance; he’s just as gorgeous in the flesh as he is on a screen. they were just as tall as i expected them to be so i wasn’t alarmed by their height. it did, however, feel different to look up at them and see them from a new (significantly lower) angle as opposed to seeing them from an eye-level camera angle. the same can be said about viewing them on stage from a close orchestra seat.

now, onto the good part! i wish i could remember more details, but meeting them was such a blur that i didn’t feel like it even happened at all until the next day (more on that later). most of my dreams are more vivid than this memory is. my brain was majorly lagging from the moment i was far enough ahead in line to be off the stairs, and my entire consciousness seemed to exist in some alternate dimension when i walked toward their direction to be greeted. i remember one or both of them saying, “hiii!” and dan saying “thanks for coming to see us!” i remember phil instantly opening his arms and asking if i wanted a hug. i think i said, “hi! yes i do!” i remember it being so much easier to talk to them than i thought it would be. words came naturally despite having very little awareness of what i was saying and—due to being in such a daze—completely forgetting to say any of the important things i’ve always wanted to tell them. they were both so warm, gentle, and welcoming. i was too out of it to realize this at the time, but looking back, they treated me like i was an old friend of theirs; like i was someone who mattered. that warms my heart. they genuinely care about making us feel comfortable and relaxed.

dan did most of the talking. i don’t remember what either of their hugs felt like, but i do remember dan giving me one of his awkward “dan hugs” lol. dan and i were both wearing striped shirts and he said that we were “totally coordinated with our stripes” which made me WAY happier than it should have, but oh man i was BEAMING. “we are!”

when phil asked if i’d like to have something signed, i took out a print of the two portraits i drew of them. “yes, can you sign my art please?” after handing the print to them, dan said, “oh my god did you draw these??” and i responded with something dumb like, “i did! it took me like my entire life but yeah!!” i really wish i could have seen them react to my drawings, but i didn’t think to look at their faces when i showed them. in fact, i’m not even sure if i made eye contact with them at all. they complimented me on my art but i don’t remember what they said. i'm not 100% certain, but i think dan called it incredible.

dan offered to take the selfie so i handed him my phone and we all got close and smiled for the camera. i noticed from other people’s meet and greet pics that phil had a tendency to lean his head in next to fans, but i’d of course forgotten about this detail. i was so weak later on when i saw how close our faces were in the group photo, w o w !! i asked if we could take individual pictures as well and dan said, “of course!”

this is the part i remember the most clearly. taking individual pictures was almost like hugging them again, only better because i was a little more aware—i was almost able to actually process it this time. looking at them you’d expect to feel nothing but firmness and bones, but they’re both delightfully squishy; especially dan. they’re two tall adorable teddy bears. dan fondly said, “thank you philip” when phil took our picture and it was the cutest thing. after the pictures were taken, i thanked them for about the tenth time. i remember saying “thank you” and “thank you so much” to almost everything they said and did. i probably would have thanked them if they accidentally stepped on my foot or dropped my phone. they told me to enjoy the show and i thanked them once more. i wished them a good show and at some point i think i said, “it was really nice meeting you.” we waved and said our goodbyes to each other.

and then it was over.

wait, it’s over. what the hell just happened?

i literally forgot everything on the spot.

everything happened so rapidly and it ended before i had even begun to take any of it in. i really wish i could have absorbed the moment more. i wish i could have said more. this may sound silly, but none of it felt real. it didn’t initially feel like, “aah i just met dan and phil!!” instead, it felt more like, “...did i really meet dan and phil? wouldn’t i have remembered meeting them if it really happened?” i was so disappointed in myself. how was i that spaced out the whole time? i expected a more emotional experience, but it was all so surreal that i wasn’t even in touch with reality, let alone with my emotions. i didn’t know how to react, so i blanked out into a strange semiconscious state and i hated myself for it.

i went on to realize that meeting them was indeed a very emotional experience; i just needed to fully recover from my daze for it to hit me. while most of my memory is still a blur, several small details came back to me the following day bit by bit. it was enough for me to look back on and miss. it took me days to recall everything i wrote about above. i did cry. i was emotionally impacted, just not right away. it had to catch up with me. meeting them was absolutely amazing. looking at my pictures and signed artwork elates me. i actually met dan and phil!

even though i didn’t say what i wanted to, i’m grateful that i managed to talk to them at all. i was so sure i’d either stumble over my words or end up speaking in my stupid high-pitched nervous voice. i was also afraid i’d cry in front of them and i didn’t. it went smoothly and i survived. i have a few regrets, but i still loved it. i loved them.

i’d do it again in a heartbeat.

yes i was very extra with the editing but these pics mean a lot to me and i wanted them to look the best they could

what i didn’t get to say:

@danielhowell @amazingphil thank you for inspiring so much creativity, motivation, and passion within me. you guys are the reason i wanted to start drawing again. you’re the reason why i stopped immediately giving up. you’re the reason i’ve met so many spectacular people and became part of such a diverse and extraordinary community. you guys give me a reason to smile. i love you, thank you for everything ♥ - alexis

#dan howell #phil lester #interactive introverts #ii nashville #daniel howell #amazingphil #meet and greet #personal #very very personal actually #it took several hours to write this and i cried through half of it #dnp #dan and phil #posts by alexis #*content #.txt #*mycontent

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blizzardfluffykpop · 5 years

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Showed in Your Eyes

Summary: In the heat of the moment you find yourself forgetting your surroundings only knowing what is in front of you.

Minho X Jisung

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This is for my Secret Santa job for Stray Kids Secret Santa Exchange @lee-knows-it I hope you enjoy this I tried to make it to your liking and all (I also wish you happier days, and warm hugs and smiles) @skzsecretsanta thanks for making this possible :)

Gang Au (Knocking out someone(s), kidnapping, selling drugs, hacking, I guess I did mention stabbing, but no deaths!)

You better believe this gang is strong, mostly because of their tight family bonds, these nine are inseparable and would go great lengths to protect each other their much more like a mafia because of their strong family bond

But they are more just nine kids that didn’t have support from their families, found each other and started relying on each other to make income

Chan is the leader of stray kids, no surprise there because he's quite smart, although he got into dealing drugs… he has a 4.0 GPA in college rn which is impressive, and actually tutors a few people he sells drugs to. He makes alliances with other gangs so if there is ever a time they go belly up he knows got7 will have their back and so will twice

Jeongin the youngest and helps makes the drugs alongside Seungmin, and packages it and sends it to Hyunjin who makes the deals

Seungmin he makes drugs alongside Jeongin and he likes to do chemistry so when he by accidentally found out how to make drugs, he was selling them and that lead to some trouble until he made friends with Woojin and he enlisted him into the gang

Hyunjin makes deals, but not only because he's handsome, its because the kid has a way with words, acts like he's giving them deals, by telling them a higher price than they are charging for, if they're not going for the price he starts off with, he'll tell them “You know you're cute, say what, I'll give you 50 percent off” they fall for it everytime

Woojin and Chan met by chance, Chan switched his course in bio, and Woojin needed a partner, and they were talking and found out they both could use each other

Woojin can make friends with ease and makes sure he can trust them before he draws them in to the gang

Changbin knew Jisung since high school and they both joined at the same time

They both do the same thing of dealing out drugs, although Changbin can be more aggressive if the person starts haggling Hyunjin for a lower price

Jisung may look soft and squishy but he puts up a fight like no other, they always think they can steal from Jisung because of his looks, they have another thing going

Hyunjin is so glad to have them behind him when he is making deals

Minho is a fighter, if the group ever gets into any trouble he is the one who is ready to beat up anyone who hurts his family, he also the interrogator of the group, much more of the bad cop

Also forgot to mention that Chan is the good cop interrogator if someone messes with them and comes into their borders without a reasonable reason

Felix was the last one to get into the gang he is a skilled hacker, he was on the run from Australia the govt caught him hacking in, Woojin found out and asked him if he wanted to join and they would never snitch on him, and Felix agreed and is the hacker for group and if anyone ever gets kidnapped or anything he is first to know and already laying out the blueprints to get them out

If we’re going in order how it works, Woojin recruit the members in the gang, Chan makes alliances with other gangs and sets up the meeting to sell the drugs, Jeongin and Seungmin are the drug makers, once the drug is made, it is handed over to Hyunjin, Hyunjin goes to the meeting place with Changbin and Jisung ready to jump in, if all fails and they get kidnapped, Felix is on it in a second, hacking into the cameras finding out where they were taken, once he finds out, Minho is on it in second, and without fail bails them out

Jisung and Hyunjin went together on a drug sale, Changbin was sick but trusted the two could take it in just like the rest of the gang thought they could

It turns out that the guy they were dealing with was aggressive, didn't like haggling, and started taking out on the two Jisung started fighting with him told Hyunjin to run and tell the others, thinking he had it

Before Hyunjin even made it off the side street, Jisung was snatched off the street and kidnapped

The minute Minho heard the news, his heart broke and he was blistering with anger

He started demanding Felix to work faster, he watched through the camera as Jisung was picked up and thrown into the back, he couldn't hear what was going on but he was kicking the man, but it was clear there were others

Minho turned away not being able to bare watching the scene unfold

He wouldn't lie if you asked him if he had feelings for Jisung he flat out tell you he did

He's just to shy to tell it to Jisung so he just babies him with cuddles and always worries about him, he would love to admit it but he worries about Jisung just liking him as a friend

And seeing that Jisung just got kidnapped his heart is completely crushed

“I found it just let me hack into the system and get your blueprints” A deep voice calls out, pulling Minho out of his thoughts

Not another minute goes before Felix prints it out, he gets up, “Go get your man” Minho's blush covers his face, he puts in his bluetooth and slams the car into drive down seven blocks parking across the street

Felix telling him to “go left and there should be an open window there” he hops up in

“Two guards coming up fast,... you're clear now, go down two doors on the right” Minho rushing being careful not to make a sound he sighs as he opens and shuts the door

“Secret bookshelf it should be the fifth green book on the 3rd shelf that opens it” he scans over the books, pulling at the grin book and nothing happens

“I don't think-” as the bookshelf starts spinning, “Late reaction I guess… anyway, you should be seeing three doors, pick the very first one and in there is Jisung but be warned he isn't alone!!”

Minho pulls up his black bandana, and opens the door, meeting a dark, wet, cement, he carefully steps in and slips into the corner

It must be a boiler room, and he looks and sees a shadow he quickly takes a stab at the person and they let out a grunt, “What's wrong, Lucas?” he hears a voice call out, he muffles his hand over Lucas mouth and quickly rids the man of any weapons while Lucas tries to fight back, to no avail, Minho knocks him out slamming his head enough against the cement to knock him out

“Lucas can't you see I'm in the middle of something!!!” a man screams out, stomping angrily towards them pulling a gun out at Minho, “What did you do to him?” “What did you do to Jisung?”

“Oh so this what this about… well I'm Taeyong, you're pretty good at sneaking past people aren't you?” Minho visibly gulps, “Well, let's make a trade you help Lucas up and bandage him. I'll see over it Jisung will stay here and I will give him back”

“You must care about your members a lot” “More than you would ever guess”

They take Lucas into another room and bandage him up and Lucas moans out in pain and rolls over but refuses to get up, “Now take me to Jisung and let me leave”

“Oh I'll take you to Jisung alright” and a gun is placed in the small of Minho's back taking Minho's arms and twisting them behind his back with one hand holding the gun in place and pushing him into the other room

Minho growls and loosens up, before he takes Taeyong on by surprise and throws him over him, in a quick burst he wrangles the gun out of Taeyong's hand, finally, seeing Jisung in front of him

He sighs in relief as he looks at Jisung, but before he could do anything to try to save Jisung he feels Taeyong move and start kicking at him, in one fail swoop he bashes his head on the ground to knock him out long enough to save Jisung and get out of there

He tips off the bandana on Jisung’s face seeing tears streaming down his face he looks up and sees Minho, his eyes widening as he softly gasps. Minho pulls his bandana down

He squats down to his level before cutting off the ropes surrounding Jisung's wrists

Jisung wraps his arms Minho, he laughs in relief, “I'm so glad it's you that came for me” Minho nods as he cuts the ropes from around his ankles

Before he can lift him over his shoulder and listen to what Felix is telling him, Jisung whispers, “I know it's a bad time to say this,... but you have the most beautiful eyes I've ever had chance to catch a glimpse of…” Minho feels his heart speed up, he seeing his chance, he takes his chin into his hand and kisses Jisung

He feels Jisung kiss back, he realizes where he is, “We can continue this later” he throws him over his shoulder, “Okay Felix tell me where it's clear"

Felix guides him through with ease, he rushes out the car and speeds off, his hand finding Jisung's as he makes it back to Woojin's house. He parks in the lot and Jisung thanks him over and over again, “So where were we” Jisung laughs, kissing Minho's cheek, “Take me on a date first” Minho rolls his eyes, “Anything for you my dear”

It turned out Jisung liked Minho more than just friends, and would make a strong relationship making the gang stronger and better than ever

Then one day they got caught the police held mercy on the nine, and cleared their records, told them to become big, and to never get into trouble or they would be in sling

They listened and sometimes life just works out that way, and if you're wondering they did make it big, becoming Stray Kids the kpop group no longer a gang, and they never got in trouble ever again

Minho and Jisung being the biggest gay kpop in the industry, support coming not just from each other but the fans as well

Nerves from stage fright will never beat gun fights, but they could easily get used to it

After all with the family altogether, nothing could come in their way, a strong bond they hold and will continue to hold for a very long time

They became sensations from speaking out about their struggles to being wise and knowledgeable about the world around them

Taking part in whatever they could to make the world a better place and possibly their smiles could make a difference in their fan’s days

They truly could and can like no one else, being so supportive or everyone they come across and it comes back to them just as equally or more so

(Sorry if it ended weird I was watching the new Cinderella and it made me go third point of view I'd fix it but I seems to me like the perfect end. I hope you enjoyed it and I wanted to get it out sooner but… I hope you had an amazing holiday, and a wonderful new year, for many more to come :)

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batslime · 6 years

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taggt ( by @wesminator )

Last:

Drink- im schlurpin mtn dew rn

Phone call- my mom to make sure she knew we needed cat food

Text- showing this awful thing to @succubus

Song- ddu-du ddu-du by black pink ( that doesnt even sound the way its spelled and i had to look at it again bc of that )

Time you cried- i dont remember probably while i was watching a movie or smt

Ever:

Been depressed- b o y

Gotten drunk and thrown up- i dont go to parties because i live in the middle of nowhere and ive never been drunk i dont like alcohol enough to get to that point

In the last year have you:

Made new friends- ya

Fallen outta love- YA

Laughed until you cried- no

Found out someone was talking about you- just today my manager told me one of the part time mans texts him to say ive been “acting up” ( i said something to her she didnt get so i told her not to try so hard bc i could smell the smoke coming from her ears ) and he straight up tells her shes stupid fgvhjb

Met someone who changed you- for the worse yes lmao

Found out who your friends are- I’ve found out who my friends aren’t!

Kissed someone on your Facebook friends list- Maybe???? ive remade it so many times/ never go on i dont remember if i have any exes besides @succubus

General:

Fave color- im always a slut for pink but i also love rich greens and lavender

How many Facebook friends do you know IRL - why is a tumblr meme probably aged at like teenage-twenty year olds even asking about facebook

Any pets - rn i have three cats

Do you wanna change your name - legally ya

What did you do for your last birthday - I dont remember i was probably still at home jobless and sad

What were you doing last night at midnight - working on miniatures

What is something you can’t wait for - @succubus is coming over next month, next paycheck, to get the energy to work on all my projects again, genji nendroid

What are you listening to - i just left blackpink playing after i had to look that title up

Have you ever talked to a person named Tom - idk

Something that gets on your nerves - god everything lately im like a time bomb

Most visited website - Tumblr and Youtube

Hair colour - Black/ dark brown

Hair length - i cut it asymmetrically l recently and shaved it back in march on the sides so its. all over the place

Do you have crush on someone - i have a crush on being a better and more productive and happier and richer person

What do you like about yourself - lets not start this lol

Want any piercing - not rn im too depressed to take care of my body on a regular basis

Blood type- b+

Nicknames-

Zodiac - capricorn

Pronouns - She/Her or They/Them is fine.

Fave TV show - I dont watch tv occasionally tho ill go into netflix and play whatevers nice to listen to while i work, like forensic files or movies im really familiar with

Tattoos - i dont rly like the way they look i think n when i do see designs i like i like seeing them on other ppl, im too fickle for them myself. i used to do designs for ppl tho

Right or left handed - Right-handed

Ever had surgery - to have my teeth removed and tbh id be terrified and i think id really rather just die if i ever needed under-anesthetic under-the-knife surgery for multiple reasons

Sports - no

Vacation - i like vegas, theres lots of countries id love to see but ive never been out of the states. im too poor and scared to do that rn esp alone

More general:

Eating - i love squishy foods but ive been craving crunchy stuff a lot lately too. ive been getting bowls of ice to take to my room while i work

Drinking- i drink like three things and that mtn dew, water w crystal lite, and match fraps

About to watch- i dont watch stuff much i just play whatever i can presently stand hearing while i work

Waiting to-

Get married - god no i literally just wanna live alone i dont wanna have to see people in my house while im trying to force myself to work or walking around naked i dont wanna be responsible for another person

Which is better:

Hugs or kisses - i dont like to be tocuhed

Lips or eyes -

Shorter or taller -

Nice arms or stomach - these are like. really obscure selections

Troublemaker or hesitant -

Have you ever:

Kissed a stranger - no

Drunk hard liquor - no

Lost glasses - yeah i just toss em at the end of my bed at night

Turned someone down - um i work retail and look like a teenager i can hardly fucking go in public without some random ugly ass dude thinking he can talk to me lol

Been arrested - no

Cried when someone died - i dont think so just animals as far as i can recall, i havent lost anyone close.

Fallen for a friend - ya

Do you believe in:

Yourself - Yeh boi!

st sight - for like animals or shows or smt. if youre talking about another person. thats called attraction and calling it love is creepy and unhealthy and an obsolete concept that we need to nip in the ass tbh. i hear a disproportionate amnt of guys to girls say this and its like always someone they meet in public or whatever. im sure if i were desperate and self hating enough to humor any of the losers who try me theyd say it like five years down the line too. you dont know who tf somebody really is til youve known them for years and gone though real shit and seen how they respond. ive always found “love at first sight” creepy

Kiss on the first date - idk

Angels - maybe

Others:

Best friend’s name - i call her a disgrace and the cause of my death but other ppl call her franky/ alexa

Eye colour - Brown

Fave movie -

Fave actors -

franky ive already tagged you like eight times. also im done working for the day. if you wanna be tagged reblog it and tag yourself im not doing anything else for any more people today

#im sorry im such a downer lately i feel so fucking manic like im tryin but my brains tellin me to bitch about it!

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corgisocks · 6 years

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85 questions

tagged by @ribenaflip 💞💕💖💗

rules: answer these 85 questions and tag 20 people

EDIT: as of 2019, this tag is like 20% irrelevant to what i’m like now....did it in 2017 so

— what was your last…

1. drink: water

2. phone call: it was me calling jojo’s phone so they could find it

3. text message: “I am having a major crisis”

4. song you listened to: coffee & tv by blur

5. you cried: that’s tmi but also saying it’s tmi is tmi and all of this is tmi so what am i DOING

— have you ever…

6. dated someone twice: nooo

7. kissed someone and regretted it: yes i kissed a piece of toast and it got crumbs all over my face

8. been cheated on: if i have been that’d be concerning seeing as i’ve never not been single

9. lost someone special: not recently.

10. been depressed: 24 hours 7 days a week m8

11. gotten drunk and thrown up: what is an alcohol? (no)

— fave colours

12. vermilion 13. cerulean 14. very very dark grey

— in the last year have you…

15. made new friends: YEET (shoutout to the gc)

16. fallen out of love: i WISH (lmao it’s been 2 years please end me)

17. laughed until you cried: yea obvs

18. found out someone was talking about you: many times. many many many times.

19. met someone who has positively changed you: YES. my bestest buddy has and not in a bad way. i’m definitely a better and happier person because i met him

20. found out who your friends are: i never think about friendships in that kind of way. and if i did i probs wouldn’t care to be like ‘they were a shitty friend’ instead it’d just be like they were someone in my life and it sucks that they’re not/don’t want to be in a good way anymore but shit happens. and i don’t take it personally

21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list: what is a face book because if it’s like a book of faces i kissed myself in the picture of my group of friends that is in my yearbook

— general

22. how many of your Facebook friends do you know irl: again…what is a face book

23. do you have any pets: YEET

24. do you want to change your name: i mean idk i think i’d be cool with just usin a nickname for now i’ll figure the legal stuff out later

25. what did you do for your last birthday: went to my friend’s birthday party. spent almost all of it looking for one of the people who was invited with two of my bros. then i saw wonder woman, went to a reallyreally good korean bakery, and then went to the empire state building. and last but not least, the next day, my friends came over and we played clue and mariokart. all in all it was a 10/10 birthday tbh! (it was an anomaly though ngl my birthday this year is going to be infinitely more depressing)

26. what time did you wake up today: 5:30 am cos my school starts too fuckin early ;(

27. what were you doing at midnight last night: taking a shower

28. what is something you can’t wait for: plake’s upcoming single (it’s my fav and i’ve been wanting it in my library for m o n t h s so i’m 110% ready for it

30. what are you listening to right now: the sound of people talking

31. have you ever talked to a person named tom: i was at an improv comedy show and of all people i was picked to volunteer and when i was on stage my shoe fell off and one of the comedians who was called tom was like 'your foot has been borne to the audience’

32. something that’s getting on your nerves: my own exhaustion!

33. most visited website: my school’s online gradebook 😬

34. hair colour: really dark brown (some people think it’s black but NO)

35. long or short hair: short...it will never be long again i assure you

36. do you have a crush on someone: yes ;(((

37a. what do you like about yourself: i may be an awful person atm but at least i can understand why i am the way i am and know how to improve

37b. what’s something you don’t like about yourself: too many things. rn though i don’t like how i come off as like a 'show-off’ when i’m trying to help people cos me trying to get them to like actually understand what they’re learning always sets em off even though it’d be worse to just do things my own confusing way and leave em in the dust. i also hate how i get frustrated with them (and myself tbh) when that happens

38. want any piercings: hecc no

39. blood type: i legit have no clue

40. nicknames: lou, coco

41. relationship status: what is a relation ship

42. sign: gemini

43. pronouns: he/they i GUESS

44. fave tv show: peppa pig tbh

45. tattoos: hecc no!

46. right or left handed: BOTH

47: ever had surgery: nope 😬

48. piercings: once again HECC NO

49. sport: used to do tennis and track. now i kind of just do a lil bit of everything for fun and i love biking and running

50. vacation: yes please. i need a vacation from LIFE

51. trainers: i’ve had the same old black nikes for three years and the same flip flops for five ;( (and i also have some black converse high-tops that i never wear unless i need to look 'nice’ whoops)

— more general

52. eating: i prefer raw foods to pretty much everything so poke bowls are my jam. i’m also a vegetarian who doesn’t eat fruit because what is self-care??

53. drinking: water. it’s important to stay hydrated

54. i’m about to watch: my surroundings that aren’t my phone

55. waiting for: this tag to be over. yikes

56. want: to pass english for ONE GODDAMN MARKING PERIOD before i graduate cos i haven’t since mp1 of ninth grade during which i got a 99 (now i have a 15 look how far i’ve come!!)

57. get married: i mean…

58. career: ah yes i’ll probably have one of those

— which is better

59. hugs or kisses: y'all mean in relationships? no pref. generally speaking though i almost always hate both

60. lips or eyes: no pref

61. shorter or taller: no pref…

62. older or younger: i don’t think about any of this shit i am so confused!!

63. nice arms or stomach: what constitutes an arm or stomach being nice?

64. hookup or relationships: labels ew neither is good

65. troublemaker or hesitant: somehow i’m both. like i’m loud as fuck and kind of obnoxious and audacious but i also have 9.9/10 self-control. so like i would be cool with either type of person

— have you ever

66. kissed a stranger: i hope not

67. drank hard liquor: hecc no

68. turned someone down: i thought i was gonna have to but that never happened WHEW

69. sex on first date: what is this “sex” you speak of? what is a “date”?

70: broken someone’s heart: i hope not! except hearts are kinda squishy so like i probably haven’t

71. had your heart broken: no although my heart rate’s so high i fear it will explode one of these days

72. been arrested: so far, no

73. cried when someone died: :((( chris cornell. i was lookin up soundgarden on google to find tour dates near where my uncle lives and then i saw it and i was like 'no. nononono. nonononononononono.’ then i let one tear escape from the ducts in my eyes before going into denial river. (aren’t i so fuckin clever 😤😤😤)

i also cried during a tribute to chester bennington at a muse concert if that counts

74. fallen for a friend: once again ew labels but y'all should know by now that i HAVE and i’m STILL falling ;(

— do you believe in

75. yourself: i have no concept of anything in existence and this tag has made me realise that. whoops

76. miracles: i could ramble about this one but i don’t have the time

77. love at first sight: dunno, but i will say that when i met my best friend i knew i was going to love him from how he acted and what his sense of humour is like. he’s so unique really like you can TELL he’s his own person and he owns it without trying to

78. santa claus: yes but only cos i’m tryin to stay off the naughty list

79. angels: what is an angels

— misc

80. eye colour: this is a subject that has been widely debated so for now i’ll just say they’re either grey or green or both

81. best friend’s name: zeke

82. favourite movie: i have no concept of having a favorite movie unless it’s based on who it’s by so i’ll say my favorite pixar movie is wall-e for the sake of having something down for this question. otherwise it’s probs either memento or the imitation game.

83. favourite actor: myself 🤔

84. favourite cartoon: oh shit that’s too hard. my favs as a young child were tom and jerry and the first season of the pokémon anime and i guess my fav one that’s more 'mature’ is bojack horseman (although i’ve only seen half the first season lol)

85. favourite teacher’s name: my favorite is either nicole, hyungmin, rebecca, eileen, hayley, matt, kevin, or robert, but like…i hate picking cos that’s just unfair. so idrk

can’t tag rn but do this if you want to i guess

#i am a relatively uninteresting person #tag

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doomfisthero · 6 years

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Initial Contact

Another RP between me and @grampa-lion, one with some self-insert elements to it. With Matty’s permission, I’m planning on writing some more occasional forays into the Nebula Nine universe as myself and not merely through Keaton; I’m working on one now, so I figured I’d upload this as a prologue of sorts. Edited slightly for narrative consistency, and to indicate direct communication between me and Matty.

Keaton takes a deep breath next to me, grinning ear to ear, as the elevator descends from the front deck of the Asclepius into her inner quarters. From what I’ve seen of the ship so far (Keaton promised me a full tour after we’ve met the others), she’s a beautiful and majestic vessel. I can only imagine standing on the surface of a planet ravaged by chaos and disarray, and looking up to see salvation coming in the form of a graceful ship, filled with heroes of justice and light.

What’s it like, soaring through the universe on a craft like this? I can watch Star Wars and Kyuranger all I want, but I can only hope that the Rangers will let me experience it for myself. Maybe if I get along with them…

I forcefully set it aside. It’s a thought for later. I have a more pressing matter waiting for me at the bottom of this elevator.

As if by magic (but probably not), the door opens at that moment into a short hallway with a door at the end. I’ve read and written enough stories in this universe to know that door opens onto the bridge of the ship, where Keaton claims that everyone awaits us. My stomach does a few more turns.

“You ready, Jake?” Keaton asks, walking out of the elevator with me shortly in tow.

“Uh, yeah, I think so,” I say, failing to keep the tremble out of my voice.

Keaton turns back to me. “Hey, it’s gonna be okay, buddy,” he says, giving me a look of gentle concern. “Trust me, everyone’s overjoyed to finally meet you – the Rangers and Matty both. You’re a great guy, Jacob, and I know they’re going to love you as much as you love them. By the end of today, you’ll all be amazing friends.”

We stop right in front of the bridge door. Keaton puts his hand on my shoulder – normally that would bother me, but Keaton gives me a sense of comfort that few people do. “This doesn’t have to go like any of your fantasies, no matter how much time you’ve spent on them. It can go better. It will.”

“They don’t all go that badly, Keaton,” I say, but I have to concede his point. Angst is one of those things that always comes easily to me. It permeates a great deal of what I write, especially for Nebula Nine, even if a happy ending is rarely far behind. “I wouldn’t mind skipping past the rough stuff this time, though,” I admit.

Keaton pats my shoulder. “And you will.” His face lights up, and he brings his fists to his chest. “This is going to be great, Jacob. I’m so, so happy you’re finally here. I can’t wait for you to meet my family.”

Looking into the eyes of my creation, those joyous, gleaming gems, I can’t help but get excited too. A warm smile creeps across my face, and a warm feeling settle into my stomach, vanquishing the evil butterflies. I’m going to meet the Rangers – not only that, I’m going to meet Matty. Has it really been only seven months since our friendship begun? It feels like I’ve known him for so much longer. Seven months have created a brother, someone I love like my own blood relatives. And finally, we’re going to meet in flesh and blood! (Or paper and ink, rather, but we’re meeting.)

I’ve been waiting quite a while for this – how can I not be stoked? “I’m happy to be here too, Keaton. Let’s do this.”

Keaton pumps his fists and reaches for the door access panel, then pulls back. “Uh, sorry, one last thing,” he begins, looking sheepish. “The rest of the Rangers are really excited to meet you, and I’m sure you know they can be…affectionate. I’m pretty sure a few of them will be eager to hug you. I’m certain Matty will be. I know you aren’t crazy about touching…is that okay?”

Weirdly, it feels just fine. It’s true that physical contact is something I shy away from even among those I love, but the thought about getting and giving an embrace from the people on the other side of the door feels…right. How can I not want a hug from any of them?

“Yeah,” I say. “Yeah, that sounds pretty good.”

A joyful laugh bubbles up from Keaton’s throat as he taps the panel and the door slides open, giving me my first glimpse at the bridge of the Asclepius. Almost immediately, my eyes are drawn to the large round booth surrounded by soft, squishy-looking seats – the one the Rangers sat around whilst talking to Thuban about his nightmares quite a while ago.

I’ve seen the people seated around that table many times before, through ink on paper or words on a page, but seeing them in person is a sight to behold. As I peer through the door at them, the Rangers peer back at me, and their eyes shine like stars as they placed me.

And there’s one more with them, who I recognize from his pictures. His eyes shine brightest of all.

Keaton leaps through the door and bounds down the steps. “Hey, everybody! I brought him! He’s here! Jacob, get down here and say hi! We’re dying to meet you!”

I laugh and step down the stairs myself. What to say? “Hey, how’s it going?” It’s my usual, and a versatile greeting, but they deserve better, more. I reach the bottom in a heartbeat, and I just talk.

“Hey, everyone,” I say, giving the Rangers and Matty a small wave. I’m beaming – I can feel it on my face. “I’m…I’m so happy to be here. I—you don’t know how long I’ve wanted to meet you all. This…this is gonna be great.”

Upon seeing you my eyes practically go supernova with glee, and I suck in a small gasp of delighted surprise. Seven months in the making and finally, I get to meet my brother! Even if it's only virtual rather than in person, I couldn't be happier! The more talkative among the Rangers all break out into excited chatter ("It's Jacob! He's finally here! Wow his glasses look cool!" -that last one was Lizbeth), and I stand up, approaching with glee and the biggest smile I can possibly muster. A brief whirl of anxiety over my appearance breaks out- being self-conscious about your personal attributes is no fun- but I suppress it with the knowledge that I've prepared for this, that I've wanted this for sweet holy moly who knows how long.

"Jacob- Jake!" I manage to get out, barely able to speak at first. "I... Howdy, big bro! You have no idea how glad I am to see you! Did you get here okay? How do you like the Asclepius? Everyone's been so hyped to meet you, especially me!"

"JACOOOOOOB!" Champ practically roars, opening his arms wide. "THERE'S the guy who gave me the sweetest zarkin' baby bro in the universe! C'mere and gimme a hug once you're done with Matty!"

The sound of the Rangers' chatter hits my ears, and I try to move it into the background and focus on my little brother. He looks good, hair slicked back, a small beard, and glasses of his own. It's different seeing him in full - he's so much taller than I realized, taller than me by a few inches. 'Little' brother may be a bit of a misnomer. That thought makes me laugh, clears away some of my doubt. I walk forward and give my little bro a hug. I worry myself that I'm a little awkward at it, but if he notices, he doesn't say anything.

"Hey, Matty. It's great to meet you," I say, my own voice brimming with joy. "Keaton picked me up in his Voyager - I'm so happy to finally see this place with my own eyes. It's already amazing, and I've barely seen any of it yet." I look up at him a bit. "I didn't expect to see you so soon. I kinda figured I'd be flying out to California or something after I graduate. I think I like this better - doesn't cost me anything either."

"You should have seen him while we were flying here," Keaton chimes in from behind. "I thought he was gonna faint when he saw the ship. He couldn't put two words together." He's smiling, despite his words.

"I'm just happy to be here, Keaton." I pull back from Matty after a brief period and turn first to Champ. He's even bigger-than-life in person than he is on a page, and he towers over even Matty with arms outstretched. I don't even consider not rushing over to him and giving him a hug of his own, and before I know it, I'm doing just that. "Champ, I've waited a while to see you, too," I say, laughing. "It's great to finally see you in person, you big cowpuncher. You were always one of my favorites."

As I wipe a few stray tears of joy from my eyes, cherishing your embrace, Champ hugs you back firmly, laughing. "Gahahahaha! Cowpuncher- you took that from Keaton, didn't ya!?" he accuses lightheartedly. "Oh Taurus, I'm happy to meet you, buddy. Everyone has been."

"I can verify that," adds Rasalhague, bowing to you gently in the tradition of Ophiuchus Gamma and extending a hand for a handshake once Champ lets you go. Up close, his eyes- silvery pupils with black irises- don't look as eerie as they did in the early stages of his character arc, because of how much quiet kindness fills them now.

"Matty's been in a bit of a writing block on Nebula Nine lately, to be honest." Seph shrugs and reclines in their space in the booth, making the water in their oxygenation collar swish. "But he's been really excited to finally get the story out thanks to all the support you've been giving him. His main problem right now is making a suitable character arc for me, something to do with my issues regarding trust and loyalty- but I'll spare you that for now, heh." The Exelcian youth chuckles easily. "I've read some of your works in my downtime, by the way- dunno what all that Five Nights At Freddy's stuff is about, never played it, but I liked the Bonnie character. I feel like he'd get along famously with me."

I wrestle an arm from Champ's iron (in more ways than one) embrace and shake Rasalhague's hand firmly, greeting him. He does have fascinating eyes.

"Yeah, Five Nights at Freddy's, survive a week with killer animatronics in a pizza place," I tell Seph. "I was big on it a while back, and couldn't find any really good fics for it, so I thought I'd roll up my sleeves and make one. I'm really proud of how it turned out." I chuckle. "And yeah, I had fun with Bonnie too. And Matty, I can help you out sometime. I've already got an idea or two that might work."

"Involving me and my big reveal?" Keaton asks, non-judgmentally.

"Maybe a bit."

I nod and smile at the offer of assistance. "Geez, bro, thanks!" I say gratefully. "I've been tearing my hair out over it- uh, figuratively, I assure you, don't worry. So knowing you'd offer to help is really great!"

Quiet Felipe chooses this moment to pipe up. "Hey, uh... Jacob?" he asks in a tone stilted by nerves, averting his eyes in shyness. Lizbeth puts a comforting hand on his back, and it bolsters him to continue. "Um... Thanks," the healer manages. "For. Y'know. Sending in all those asks and stuff about us all. And for allowing Keaton to be my little brother too."

I smile - it's reassuring to know that they didn't mind my occasional barrage of questions. "Hey, it was nothing, Felipe. Thank you for being so open to talking every now and then," I say. "You're a cool guy, Felipe. No matter what you may think."

"...thanks again..." Felipe's face darkens with a flattered blush, and he buries his face in his hands, letting out a low noise that can only be described as a fanboy's squee. Lizbeth chuckles and pats him again.

"Felipe's a big fan of you," she says with a wink. "Really, though, it's great to meet you, especially because you're autistic too! I was so happy you thought it was great that Felipe and I are autie. That aside you wrote with me and Keaton talking about "libra" was hilarious!" She chuckles a little. "I hope you'll really like the story itself once it releases, I've got a big role in the first chapter!"

"Don't forget about me or Seph, we're the other two Rangers who appear before Felipe gets his Power Sphere!" Raptor scolds lightly. "Anyway, Jacob, can I say one thing? You're an amazing writer, and... we've all honestly admired your work a lot. When I heard from Keaton that you'd ended up with Nebula Nine as a special interest of sorts, it... filled me with pride, really, because I'm the team leader. I hope we all can continue to meet and surpass your expectations."

"I know you will. I've never thought anything else," I tell her. "And I'm...really happy you guys enjoy my work, too. I'm not...really working on any of my big projects right now, so it's nice to hear that - that people, uh, enjoy my work anyway. Makes me feel good." Indeed, I feel warm inside, knowing that the freaking Nebula Nine enjoy what I've done, and hopefully what I one day do.

Ze'ev catches on and chuckles a little. "Starstruck?" he asks with the slightest hint of a mischievous giggle. "We are too!" Coming over to you, he gives you a big, soft hug of his own, his tail wagging just like a normal dog's, and his ears splay back. "You probably already know how I feel about you, big guy, but... I'm so grateful for you coming into Matty's life! You've helped him develop us all way beyond our initial character concepts, and he always tells us how much he cares about you and loves you. You make him so happy!" He looks up into your eyes, his eyes big and loving.

"Easy, don't smother 'im!" Solomon jokes. "Seriously, yer gonna drown him in all that fluff of yours!"

"I'm five feet tall, you shush!" Ze'ev replies, shooting Solomon a quick glare. "Ignore Jerk Cobain over there, Jacob, he's as happy to see you as the rest of us."

"Darn right! I swear I'll compose a song in your name!" Solomon holds up his lute and strums a bright-sounding chord.

"Ah, fluff sounds pretty good right now," I reply, giving Ze'ev a hug of my own. His fur is soft and fluffy, and the temptation to revel in it is strong, but that feels a little too much like making a move on him. I rub him softly, just a bit. "You make Keaton really happy, you know?" I tell Ze'ev. "Even I can tell. He gushes about you every chance he gets when we talk. It's honestly a little overwhelming."

"No regrets," Keaton declares from behind me. People chuckle, and I'm one of them.

"My point is, I was really looking forward to meeting you, Ze'ev. See a little bit of what Keaton sees. I'm really happy you two are so happy together." I shoot Matty a grateful look.

"Wheee~" he coos a little bit at your rub, before breaking from the hug. "That's so nice to hear- C'mere, honeybear!" He embraces Keaton next, kissing his cheek and giggling, and while the Forever Blue duo are occupied, I smile softly at my big brother.

"I'm happy too," I say, holding my hands behind my back and sighing in contentment.

Finally, Shaula and Thuban make their presence known. Shaula has been sizing you up this whole time, looking you up and down, and she rewards you with a confident smile. "You are just as Matty says," the warrior princess declares, her own tail bobbing slightly. "A capable and kind young man who is worthy of admiration! Were you a member of the Scorpian court I have it on good authority that you would be treated with honor and many accolades."

Thuban strokes his beard, looking deep in concentration. "Ahh... There's much I wish to say myself," he admits. "How to condense it... Jacob, you are a wonderful young man. You've brightened the lives of my charges immeasurably, both through your work and you being yourself. And I cannot thank you enough for inspiring Matthew to declare that my family will grow beyond myself and Raptor." He puts a hand on Raptor's shoulder, and the two of them smile at one another, then at you. "It is my fond hope that you will always shine bright, good sir."

As I'm not much of a fighter, I'm not sure how I'd actually fare in the Scorpian court, but I take Shaula's words for what they are and thank her graciously. I turn to Thuban, the ever admirable dragon, and take a breath. "Thank you, Thuban. I, um, hope you're right about me. There's...stuff I want to do, and well, it doesn't always seem surmountable. But I hope I can do it, too. I think I can, if I try. I'm really grateful that you believe in me." The butterflies in my belly start to flutter again, even though I'm certain that I've nothing to fear. "Uh, I don't usually...ask this, but...Thuban, I really want to hug you...can I, please?"

Shaula nods and crosses her arms, evidently approving of you, and Thuban's whiskers twitch, his gentle red eyes widening at the request.

"My, my," he says softly. "You truly desire an embrace from this old man? If you wish it, then of course you can have it, Jacob." Stretching out his arms, the dragon takes a step closer to you, greatcoat swishing at his feet, and pulls you into a firm, warm hug, one that can't be called anything less than paternal. "I do believe in you, Jacob, as do we all. Know this: that even in the depths of your darkest fears and worries, you may look to us, and know that we all support you- that we love you, I dare say."

I embrace Thuban as he embraces me, wrapping my arms as far around his greatcoat as I can and pressing my face into his chest. "Thank you," I say. My voice twists on the words, and I can feel nascent tears in my eyes, but I don't cry; I don't think they'd mind, but I don't feel comfortable crying about this in front of them. Maybe someday.

"I...I love you guys, too. All of you. I've wanted to meet you guys for a long time," I admit. "I'm so, so happy that you guys like me. It usually takes a while in my fantasies to get to this point, but we just skipped right to it. Thank you, for caring about me, for supporting me, loving me, even. I love you all too, so much."

Not a Dark Matter or Antimatter Power Sphere in sight, and yet we reached this point so quickly, all on our own. It feels wonderful.

I approach once more, embracing gently from the side. "I don't think any of them could ever bear a grudge towards you for anything. We talk about you a lot," I remind, tilting my head a little. "I'm really glad I got to do this for you- I love your characters like you love mine, and... this feels amazing, being able to introduce you to them after all this time..." My own voice chokes up slightly, and before I know it, I'm blinking back tears of my own. "Gah, zarkit... there I go, being a crybaby..." I wipe my tears away and offer a big, wobbly grin. "Jake, I'm so happy right now..."

I gently pull away from Thuban and wrap my arms around you, Matty. "Yeah, I get that. And I'm sure we'll feel this way plenty more in the future. I certainly hope so. I love you, little bro."

"I love you too, big bro." I hug you back, breaking down into open tears of joy that I got to do something like this for someone I cherish so dearly.

"Hey, hey, it's alright," I murmur. "I'm just glad you're glad, Matty."

"Eheh..." I look into your eyes and nod, still overwhelmed with happiness. "So... Let's have some fun, eh? Maybe sit down, have a meal, play some video games, talk about writing a little more? Whatever you wanna do, bro, you're the guest of honor!"

"Ah..." I pinch a lock of hair between my fingers and twist it around. "I...kinda want to see more of the ship right now, to start. It's just...incredible, really."

"Oh yeah!" Keaton exclaims. "I promised you a tour of the place! There's plenty to see, and I'm sure you'll love it!"

"Yeah, yeah!" I nod. "Can we start with that and then...go from there? I'd love to do more with you guys when we're done!"

"Hey, that's perfect!" Lizbeth says, standing. "You've gotta check out the library, it's filled with all the classics!"

"Library nothing, the training gym's where it's at," Seph replies with a grin. "It's great that the Asclepius is so darn big, we can fit a lot of stuff in here! Come on, Jacob, it's gonna be amazing!"

"I don't doubt it!" I laugh. "Lead on, and I'll faithfully follow!"

"Sir yes sir!" all of the Rangers chorus, getting up and striding towards the elevator, all cheerfully bickering about where to show him first. The deciding vote seems to be Thuban, and I take your hand in mine as we follow the colorful crew we've created.

"Matty?" I say quietly, drawing your attention. I look your way. "Thanks for bringing me here. I love you."

And then I walk into the doorframe and hit the side of my head, stumbling back. "I'm okay! I'm fine!" I shake my head. "Let's go, everyone!"

"Ack!" Ze'ev yelps, shocked.

"He's okay, peeps!" I shout, looking at you with worry, but I can't help a quick laugh because I know exactly what that kind of mishap is like. Everyone clamors around you briefly, but their worries are assuaged when they see that you're okay, and they sigh in relief, Champ patting your back and trailing behind you to make sure it doesn't happen again.

#power rangers nebula nine #story time with me and my buddy #metafictional #everyone #self-insert #long post #role play #unbelievaball #nebula nine spoilers

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seongwooisms · 7 years

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My Prince

Member: Joo Haknyeon

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1500+

Description: “You came into my room at 4 am...to cuddle?”

A/N: Ah!! My first scenario. An anon requested for a Haknyeon scenario so here it is! Sorry it took so long. My requests are open so feel free to send me a message! Please ignore any mistakes, I didn’t proofread it. Hope you enjoy :)

“Make sure you bring those cookies that you owe me,” You teased as your boyfriend began packing up his belongings and cleaning up the living room area. The two of you had a partner assignment for your chemistry class and you both decided to work on it at your house.

“Y/N,” Haknyeon whined. “How was I supposed to know that Jinyoung had the guts to ask Sohye out. That kid could barely speak to Jihoon, his best friend, without stuttering!”

“Oh ye of little faith. A bet is a bet. Also, you should have more faith in your friend! Jinyoung happens to be very smooth with the ladies,” you smirked and walked over to the living room, helping him throw away the paper strips and assembling the markers back into the box.

“Hmph. I would like to let you know that I am also very smooth with the ladies. I mean, that is why I am with you in the first place, right?” The male retorted and crossed his arms over his chest. “I would like you to stop hanging out with Jinyoung too often...You’re mine and mine only...”

You rolled your eyes and went with Haknyeon to the door. “Hm, I don’t know, Jinyoung does seem like a good kisser,” You teased as Haknyeon pretended to be offended. “I’m kidding, the kid has nothing on you. Stay safe when you walk home, okay? Text me as soon as you get home so I know you didn’t get beat up by a bunch of guys.”

“Hey! I would like to let you know that I happen to be a very macho man and will be able to beat up 10 guys all by myself,” Haknyeon scoffed and started punching the air. “Take that, Batman!” The male yelled and kicked the air.

Rolling your eyes, you shushed him by muffling his “war cries” with a swift kiss on the lips. “Yeah, yeah. Now get along, Captain America. It’s getting dark soon and my parents would be home any minute now.”

Smiling, Haknyeon went on his way home and exclaimed, “Bye, my love! Parting is such sweet sorrow, but alas we will see each other again!”

“Stop quoting Romeo and Juliet, dork!” And with that, you shut the door behind you.

Humming some tunes as you shower, you began thinking about how much happier you felt once Haknyeon entered your life. Moving from Seoul to Jeju was definitely a big change, but you don’t regret it one bit. You may have lost some friends but you are content. On the first day, as soon as you stepped into your classroom, you knew it was gonna be a bit bumpy. Literally. You bumped into Haknyeon.

However, Haknyeon was surprisingly sweet about it. He immediately apologized for not looking where he was going. Noticing that you were the new student, he offered to have lunch with him in the cafeteria and then he could show you around the campus.

From that moment forward, the two of you became fast friends and eventually, those feelings became feelings of love. Haknyeon confessed to you on the school garden rooftop by singing you a love song with a guitar, which you found pretty cheesy (High School Musical?), but nonetheless, you happily accepted his feelings and proclaimed your own feelings for him.

Reminiscing about the sweet memories, you finally finished your shower and rotated the shower handle to stop the flow of water. Wrapping a towel around your bare body, you scurried out of the shower and quickly dried off.

Slipping into your pajamas after you put on lotion, you walked out of the bathroom and into your bedroom, preparing to go to bed. Just then, your phone went off, indicating you have a text message.

my piggy: psst.. y/n are you still awake

me: yeah, i just got out of the shower. what’s up haknyeon?

my piggy: i’m really bored and i can't sleep :(

me: that sounds like a you problem

my piggy: how rude

my piggy: can you come over so i can cuddle with you

me: no

me: it’s 11 pm wtf go cuddle with your dog

my piggy: wow ur so rude

me: i’m gonna go to sleep now, don’t stay up too late,,, i love u

my piggy: love u too have a good night babe <3

Shutting your phone off, you sighed and climbed into bed. If it wasn’t a school night, you would sneak off and cuddle with him in a heartbeat. Shutting your eyes, you drifted off into a deep slumber.

“So...Y/N...What do you say we get married in the morning?” Jungkook whispered into your ear. The two of you were in the middle of the beach, watching the sunset.

The sky was a magnificent blend of autumn colors and the ocean was a beautiful navy color and sparkled like the night sky. The sand was soft and squishy underneath your toes as you inhaled a breath of the crisp ocean breeze. Hastily, you whispered, “Of course, babe.”

Jungkook was about to speak, his mouth gaped open and he took a breath of air when suddenly you heard a noise.

*Clink*

What the hell?

You looked around and saw that everything was perfectly still. Shrugging it off, you looked at the tall and broad male in front of you. Jungkook opened his mouth and suddenly, *clink*. Every time Jungkook was about to say something, only a clinking sound would utter from his lips. Suddenly, a seagull dove in and yelled out, “Y/N!”

With that, you jolted awake. Scanning your room, you saw everything was neat and in order. Everything was in place. What the hell was going on? Slipping on your Totoro slippers, you forced yourself out of bed and started walking round the room.

Heading to your desk, you looked at the photo frames that was on your desk. One photo was you and Haknyeon on your 100 day anniversary. The two of you were at the amusement park and Haknyeon was giving you a piggy back ride. Your friend found it really adorable so she insisted that you two took a picture.

Smiling, you moved on to the next photo. Haknyeon spilled ice cream on your shoes, he was bending down to clean up the mess as you stood there pouting with your arms crossed over your chest. Stuck in a daze, you totally forgot about the clinking noises. Until you heard it again.

“Y/N!” Huh? Snapping back into reality, you found out that the source of the clinking sounds came from your bedroom window. Cautiously, you walked towards your window and peered through the curtains.

From below, you managed to spot a person in a grey hoodie and black sweatpants, frantically waving their arms at you. Startled, you stepped back and then the mysterious person continued shouting.

“Y/N! It’s me, Haknyeon, your boyfriend! Can I come in?” Haknyeon yelled with a low and frantic tone. Shaking yourself out of your fixed trance, you opened the window and yelled back to him.

“What are you doing here? My parents will kill you!”

“Just let me in!”

Shuffling around, you hastily looked for anything that could bring Haknyeon to you. Grabbing two mattress spreadsheets, you tied them together to create an imitation of a rope and threw it down to him. Then, you grabbed a chair and tied the end of the “rope” to one of the legs and proceeded to sit on the chair to secure it so your boyfriend could have a solid base to hold onto.

“Hurry! Get in quickly!”

Haknyeon grabbed the end and swiftly entered your bedroom, thankful that all those dance classes paid off since it allowed him to be so nimble and flexible. Panting, he collapsed on your bed and sprawled himself underneath the covers.

“Haknyeon, what the hell were you thinking?” You whispered as you got up and joined him underneath the bed. “It’s 4 am! We have school tomorrow! My parents will kill us!”

Haknyeon ignored your question and wrapped his arm around your torso and pulled you closer to his chest. “I...couldn’t sleep. I needed you...” Haknyeon breathed out. “I wanted to cuddle with you.”

Blushing, you felt extremely flustered and tried to keep yourself composed. “So...You came into my room at 4 am to cuddle?”

“Mhm...” Haknyeon murmured shamelessly.

“Hak-” You began to speak but then stopped as you heard your boyfriend snoring. Turning your body so you faced him, you saw his ethereal and soft features. His eyes were closed and his eyelashes were curled so perfectly that you were envious. HIs cheeks were a dusty pink and his hair was sprawled across his face and made him look so adorable. His chest rose up and down slowly and you could hear his steady heartbeat.

Looking at the boy in front of you, you smiled and moved closer to the boy and pecked his nose. You were extremely lucky to be his, and he was lucky to be yours.

“Good night, my prince.”

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itisannak · 7 years

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No matter what, Always and Forever (Calum Hood Fluff)

Summary: The night before their wedding, Calum and (Y/N) have a talk about their future, which puts (Y/N)'s worries at ease. (T.W: Mention of Pregnancy Loss) (Words: 2.2k) (Part 1: Mama Hood, Part 2: Well, do you wanna marry me?)

I stare at Calum's hands as he drives us through the night; his fingers gripping tightly on the steering wheel, his biceps flexing and close to ripping his black dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up and his tattoos swirling on his skin and most importantly our engagement ring, the simple silver band that hugs his finger and shines under the moonlight and the lights of the car and the road ahead of us.

I run my fingers through his soft curls and smile at the sight of my soon-to-be husband. "Are you ok, love?" He asks me, his eyes glued on the road. He is always such a conscious driver, concentrating on the road and on our safety. "Yeah, just a bit dizzy from the whole rehearsal thing..." I reply leaning on my seat. Calum chuckles and takes my hand in his before he kisses the top of my hand. "My girl is dizzy and it's the only night that I can't cuddle up to her and make it better..." He says, chuckling. "Well, I am going to get dizzy again tomorrow after the reception probably, and you can do all that to your wife..." He says, chuckling. "I can't wait, kitten." He says, cheerfully. "Me either.." "I can't wait to start a family with you..." He smiles at me, stopping at the red light. My face drops a little bit a few memories from some years back popping into my head. "Are you alright, dove?" He asks, looking at me concerned. "Are you feeling dizzy?" He asks again before I could answer. "No, I just... Cal, we never talk about my miscarriage... I know it's probably not the right time but I am scared... What if it happens again? What if we never get to have a child?" I ask, feeling my eyes brimming with tears.

Calum passes the green light but pulls over in an empty emergency lane within a minute. He turns on his seat and grabs my face in his hands, looking at me with love. "Babygirl, there is nothing to be scared of... No matter what, I am going to be by your side. We were so young when this happened. I was at the beginning of my career, I was traveling all the time and you were still in college, it would be so hard for us to raise a baby, especially back then when we weren't even in the same country for the biggest part of the year." "We could still make it... " I mumble as he strokes my cheek. "No doubt on that baby. But everything happens for a reason. Remember that we had just started our relationship. If we had a baby back then, maybe we wouldn't last... The pressure would be high and the bond we had back then wasn't as strong as it is now.." "Maybe you are right. But I can't help but think of it... Our baby would be 3 years old now if I..." "(Y/N) stop. It wasn't your fault. It is common that early in pregnancies. Stop torturing yourself over it." "Calum, you don't get it..." "No, (Y/N), I do get it. I lost a baby too. And I wasn't even there. I couldn't be next to you cause I had to fucking stay on that fucking tour. And it hurts me too. Sometimes I stay awake at night and think of how everything could have been so different. I blame myself for not being there to take care of you or go through that with you. So, please don't tell me that I don't get it, cause I do. But I know that we are going to make it through everything cause you and I baby are above all. And I don't care if you won't get pregnant again. We can adopt or for all I care, fill the house with dogs. I love you, you are my family, (Y/N). And that's more than enough." He says looking deep in my eyes. I lean in to kiss him and he responds almost immediately kissing my lips with the same passion he did on our first kiss.

"Now Mrs. Hood, I have to take you home and put you in bed, cause tomorrow it's the big day..." He says, turning on the engine. "Will you stay with me?" I ask, laying back on my seat. "Babygirl, I really wish I could. But I have to go to the hotel, the guys are waiting for me." "I thought you had your bachelor party 3 days ago..." "I had my party. They are waiting for me just for a drink and a chat, nothing special..." "I see...Have fun. And don't get too drunk, you have to be waiting for me to walk down the aisle tomorrow evening..."

The next morning I wake up to a light knock on my door. I drag my feet on the marble floor and down the stairs. I scratch my head and groan, realizing by the shape behind the dark glass door, that it is my best friend, probably ready to kick the day off. The day... Uh, I've been waiting for that day for so long...

I open up the door, greeting my best friend with a hug. "Are you ready for your big day? " She asks, beaming with excitement. I smile, thinking of the moment I will walk down the aisle towards my husband. My stomach twists and turns, every bit of food I had last night threatens to flow back up and spill from my mouth. "(Y/N), are you ok?" My best friend asks, worried. I raise my hand in front of me, signaling her to stop talking and give me a minute. The jitters of anxiousness and excitement are making my whole body act weird. "I am fine. I just thought of Calum and you know... I got all excited and anxious. " I reply after a few seconds. "Oh, I see..." She responds, smiling excitedly. "Oh my God... You are getting married... You are getting married to Calum... Calum Hood... Oh my God. And I am going to be the maid of honor..." She freaks out, causing me to laugh. "Stop freaking out... " I giggle "You are right... There is no time for freaking out... Your mom and your aunts are already in the hair salon. Your hairdresser is getting here in an hour and the bridesmaids are on their way. " She says, reading her notes on her phone. I hug her and she laughs. "Thank you for your help. I couldn't do it without you. " "Shhh... Don't think about that. Go hop in the shower and I'll prepare everything in here..."

After hours of pampering and everyone being over my head, it's finally time for me to wear my wedding dress. My mom looks at me while tearing up and my friend/ make-up artist scolds her for ruining her masterpiece. My best friend helps me zip my dress up while the photographer takes pictures of everyone. "The car is almost here..." My sister announces as my best friend takes care of the last details of my dress. "Oh my God. You look so beautiful..." My mom says through tears. "Really?" I ask, taking a look in the mirror. I truly look good. I just feel a bit weird, a bit anxious about Cal's reaction. "Like a princess. " Mali comments and I blush. "Can we be alone for a while?" Mali asks everyone politely. "We are going to be waiting in the cars. Whenever you are ready, we will leave." My mom says before they leave the room.

I sit on the edge of the bed and Mali takes a seat next to me. "I just wanted to tell you that I am really happy for you and my brother. You are perfect for each other and honestly, I can't imagine you two being separated. You are amazing (Y/N). And you make my brother so happy, I haven't seen him like that since we were kids. I know that you two are going to live a happy life together and I can't wait for you to build a beautiful, big family. You are part of the family, you always were, just now it's going to be official. " Mali says, hugging me tightly. "It means a lot to me. And I can't wait for baby Aiden to have a little cousin. I hope that I continue to make him happy, until the end of our lives. That's my goal. And honestly, I don't think that I've ever been happier, ever in my life. " "You both deserve each other. Now let's go. My brother is waiting for his bride. " Mali says, taking my hand in hers.

The ceremony was beautiful. We had the wedding in Malibu Pier and everything seemed just dreamy. After a few photos, it was finally time for Calum and me to have our first dance as a married couple. "Will you tell me which song you picked?" I ask Calum as he guides me on the makeshift stage. "You will find out in a few seconds, Mrs. Hood..." "It sounds funny. " I giggle as he places his arms around my waist. "Better get used to it. You are going to have it for the rest of your life. " He whispers in my ear and leaves a kiss on my temple as the music starts. "You pick the song from Princess and the frog..." I gasp surprised. Calum laughs lightly as he starts swinging us from side to side. His arms are bringing me close to his chest and I am feeling more protected than ever. "You're my Queen of the night, so still, so bright..." He murmurs and I put my head on his chest. "I love you so much. " I whisper, focused only on my husband. "I wish I loved you more than you love me, baby. But I know you love me so much, sometimes it's scary to think that a person has so much love inside. I love you more and more and I hope one day to surpass your love." "That was beautiful..." I state, leaning in for a kiss. He gladly responds, leaning in the remaining few inches.

After a while, we both had to go around the tables and greet the guests. I am talking with a few friends of my mom while Calum went over his family. I stare at him from across the deck, my eyes focused on his happy, squishy face, and soft eyes. His nephew, Mali's son, is in his arms, reaching to touch his face with his small hands. I can see Calum laugh and enjoy the interaction with the baby and that makes me smile. "Excuse me for a while. I need to go to my husband. " I apologize to the ladies, earning a few comments about how in love we are and how we can't go without each other for more than mere minutes, which are actually the truth.

I walk up to Calum, greeting a few guests as I walk by. Baby Aiden reaches his arms towards me once he sees me, being the cuddly little monkey he is. I boop his nose and lean my head on Calum's shoulder, making him turn to me. "What is it, princess? Did you get tired? " He asks me, pecking on my forehead. I hum in disagreement as Mali reaches to pick her son from his uncle and aunt. "No, I just missed you..." I reply to Calum, who grins at me. "My babygirl... Can't go a minute without me..." He chuckles shaking his head. "Can I tell you something?" I ask, biting my lip. "Sure..." He replies, his eyebrows knitted together. "I want you to be calm and I want you to tell absolutely no one. " I state, earning a more puzzled look from him. "Go ahead..." "I am pregnant. We are having a baby..." I announce. His puzzled look changes into a shocked and then into an excited one. "Are you kidding me? " He asks, stuttering a bit. I shake my head no and he hugs me close to his body. "Are you sure?" "Yeah. 100% sure. I went to the doctor last week. I wanted to tell you during our honeymoon trip but I saw you with Aiden and I couldn't help it..."I mumble excitedly. "How far are we?" Calum asks me, his eyes twinkling. "7 weeks far. I don't want to tell anyone until I am at least 3 months far. I just don't want to put bad luck on it this time. " "Of course, babygirl... Did you tell the doctor about the previous pregnancy?" He asks me. I can tell he is just as worried as I am. "I did. And she gave me some vitamins and some calcium and some other tablets that I should take in the first trimester. " "This time we are going to make it, babygirl. We are going to be a big family..." He assures me, holding onto me tighter.

My Masterlist / Mama Hood / Well, do you wanna marry me?

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greenscissors · 7 years

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Name chart

-this has been in my drafts for a while, so fuck it, I'm just gonna upload it. Its really just for me to keep track of who’s who.

Also, this was updated randomly for a while, though most of it I just dumped here today.

Will keep updating whenever.

Victor: Sad sad purple man. A curious, happy child, who turned into a sad, scared, timid child, who turned into a sad, timid man. His life has changed SO much for the better after meeting Wonder. He actually started going out. Thank you Wonder, you turned this hermit into less of a hermit. L.O.V.E.S pretty clothes. Wanted to learn how to sew at a young age, finally learned when he was around 20. Has had many years to practice. He’s around 110. Not sure exact age. Around 110. Past a little. Maybe he's 118?? Around. After his mother died, would constantly have nightmares and night terrors about it. Couldnt sleep. Eventually turned to not so great methods of getting to sleep once he got older. Has a fondness for butterflies. He likes their wings, they're pretty. Likes pretty things in general. A fan of tea. Its the only thing he can cook. Has started to get cooking sessions from Ilo. Loves Ilo. He loves Ilo. God does he love Ilo. Have I mentioned he loves Ilo? He does. A lot. Is planning a life together with his boyfriend, soon to be maybe husband?? (Ilo.) Is happier now because of that. Recently got his mom back, in a way. The tree she turned into is planted near his house now. Constantly visits her. Like everyday, if possible. Just talks to her. Would like to think she's listening. Taught himself French, English (writing, their language is spoken the same as English (CAUSE I WASNT ABOUT TO COME UP WITH A WHOLE NEW FUCKING LANGUAGE, FUCK THAT, FUCK YOU FOR THINKING I WOULD THATS TOO HARD I BARELY HAVE PLANTS AND ANIMALS OH MY GOD MY WORLDS BARREN AS HELL PLEASE HELP) but not written the same), ballroom dancing, sewing, and piano. Maybe other stuff? Is smart (he better be, he's had more than 100 years of life to learn stuff.) Soft spoken. Was a lot more sassy, and I need to bring that back, I've fallen into this awful pit of writing him WAY too timid, I need sassy Victor back I miss him. Was totally freaked out the first time he found Earth. Now has gills. (thanks Ilo) Helpful. Now he will not drown when he spends time with his fish boyfriend. Likes spicy food. His favorite fruit are cherries. Now has half a pair of matching earrings with Ilo. Like rings. It's very hard to draw. :/ Gay. Taken. (by Ilo)

Sage: Hound Wonder and Victor tamed in the Little Vic older Wonder AU

Rascal and Lifur: Two chitters Victor tamed in the LVOW AU

Ruler: Victor’s favorite fish that lives in the pond in the, you guessed it, the LVOW AU.

Raphael: “Pet shop” owner. Probably smokes. His voice sounds like it. Idk where he is now??? He MIGHT be alive??????? I hope he is he's garbage and I wanna use him. Loves to fuck with people. Good at mind games. Smirks way too much. My most anime character yet.

Sirin: Pronounced Seer-E-in. Hates Raphael with a burning passion. Black Market leader. Used to be shit, but now is less shit. Actually pretty nice. He’d punch someone for saying that though, he has a reputation to uphold. Loves Ari and would murder armies for him. If he ever gets his hand on a guitar or bass, would love to learn it. Trying to learn how to write English. Has not the best handwriting. Its not awful though, he used to have to write a lot. H A T E S paperwork. Likes his hair slicked back. Loves snakes, a snake from his world specifically, called the Spiked Bandit. Got it tattooed on his back. I have been told it looks like a tramp stamp. Oops. Snakes are his favorite, but he likes lizards too. Is not a fan of squishy animals. Got his name from shop keepers as he was growing up in the streets. Loves his name. Its a word in old Grey language. Means “snake”, “thief,” “trickster,” “lier.” God he was so proud of that name as a kid. Since he had to steal to get food, it would be a pretty good thing to literally be called thief I guess. Anyway, he was good at it. Got kidnapped at a very young age, and “used” at the black market. The old boss had taken a liking to him. It was not a good time. Once Sirin got a little older, he started to be able to use his magic, at the same time the black market decided he’d be good as an actual worker. As he trained for whatever common workers in the BM do, (I dunno, scale buildings and stuff. Learn the lay of the town, good spots to run, hide. Steal people. Sell drugs. Ect. Illegal stuff.) he would teach himself how to use his magic at night. Doesnt like fighting close. His magic usually manifests as chains, appropriate. Can change the density (?? how much they would hurt. Ex: getting hit by a pillow, vs, getting hurt by a chain.) how many they are (can make up to six at a time), how fast they can move, can suspend them for a few seconds, if they are spiked or not. He can also form spikes along his body. Is mostly a reflex, and he can accidentally hurt people with that. EXTREMELY scared of accidentally hurting Ari that way. Born High Winter day 15 probably. Was dumped in the trash shortly after being born. (his mom was young, she couldnt take care of him. shes dead. Dads still alive in a different town.) Used to have a tattoo marking him as “property” of the black market, PROMPTLY sliced that off once he killed the old boss and took his place. Actually, now that i think about it, his back is REALLY fucked up from that. Wow. Okay. Will update that when drawing him. Besides that mess, his back is littered with smaller scars, along with the edge of his shoulders, a bit around his neck, a little on his sides, and some around his hips. Will not allow people to see his back. If someone gets to see his back it means he really trusts them. Halfling, unknown to him until recently. I'm not really sure about his age yet. He could be like around 40, but maybe not, cause like, its more like he's in his 20s so maybe he's just in his 20′s idk. Is perpetually tired. Seems to always have some dark under his eyes. Would eat pure sugar if he could. He could. He has. One of the first things he did once he was no longer under the black market was buy a few cakes then ate cake until he threw up. ......Then started eating cake again. Skin is a light green, and a little rough if you rub it one direction. Sorta like shark skin, but less. Can see in the dark. Eyes glow when under stress, or extreme emotions. Once Typheous was killed (by him) he put Sena in charge. Checks up on her occasionally. Put an old abandoned building to use, made it free housing for some of his lower ranking workers, as well as the orphan kids around town. Would always bring food to them. Can't really do that anymore, he's never around. The building looks kinda like a warehouse/hotel?? Idk. No body really knows who started the house, only that it's a safe, if dingy and kinda cold, place to find shelter. It's dry at least. Sirin made sure no one knew who did it (reputation.) He has a small apartment there. Keeps his clothes in the cupboards. Not a lot of furniture in there really. Has a habit of going out in the cold without proper clothing. Sits and just thinks sometimes. Used to sometimes just sleep in a tree outside of town when it was warmer. Has anger problems. Still a little bit of an asshole, depending on who he's talking to. Has a burning hate for apples. Will still eat them though. Hates spicy food. Likes meat. Has had a hole punched through him by Seldom. Was briefly a doughnut. A person doughnut. Gosh this boy is just fulla injuries past and present. The hole situation is better now. Pansexual. Typheous: (Tie- fee- O ss) Used to be Sirin’s second in command. Meaning, Sirin loved to annoy the hell out of him. Used to be in charge of a lot of the stuff in the market. VERY homophobic. Was garbage, not the best kind. Was the “new leader” for a short time, as Sirin was stuck with Victor/Wonder/and Ilo. Poked around in stuff that was none of his business, was an asshole about it, and is dead now. Bye. he was straight. Very. Very. straight.

Cisor: (Si- sore) Raph’s hound. Aggressive. Was probably a cute puppy.

Ciro Niver: (Si- row Nigh- ver) Gilli and Lita’s little brother. A. Dor. A. BLE. Wonder did something to him, and I guess he has a little magic now??? Idk. Will clarify. Almost died cause Seldom’s an asshole. I think he's 6 at the moment. Somewhere around there. Pretty sure it's 6 though. Never met his dad. Loves fluffy animals the best. A rascal. Thinks his sister is loud. Would be the kid that says girls have cooties. His sister has cooties. He loves his sister. Hates when his mom makes soup with the gross green leafy stuff in it. Likes when they have meat. Likes the new house, but misses his old room. He shouldn't. He used to live in a tiny cold attic. His mom used to have to crouch when she went up there. And she's short. EVERYONE had to crouch when they went up there. Kinda misses the squeaky stairs. Straight, when he's older? And I guess now?? Does it work like that??? Idk he's 6. His greatest love is his toys at the moment.

Tide: Gilli’s boy friend. Has a smoking problem. Likes to never wear a shirt. That doesnt work too well in Winter. Gay.

Itella: (E- tell- la) Victor’s caretaker and guardian. Seldom killed her. Was totally cool, a complete badass. I miss her. Had a spider torso. Loved to wear low cut dresses with tons of ruffle at the bottom. Kinda mean, but for the best. Loved Victor. Super smart. Used to be an assistant/ partner with Nico. Kept lots of plants around in her house. Her house was a mess. Books and plants everywhere. Dusty in places. Never ate in front of Victor, didn't want to frighten him as a child. The habit stayed even when Victor was older. Asexual, aromantic.

Seldom: Victor’s father. Dick. Was banished from whatever the name of his people’s lands are called. I gotta name stuff. Conquest’s son. Blind in his lower eyes, and had his lowers arms removed when he was born. They didn't work. Straight.

Rune: Victor’s mother. Dead. Killed by her husband, Seldom. Very nice. Now a tree. Still very nice. Died Summer day 2???????? Same race as Rapheal, whatever that is. They turn into plants when they die, I still gotta develop them. Straight.

Nico: Reformer. Knows Tulli. Is someone close to Itella. Not sure of their relationship yet, besides partners in business, like, coworkers. They do science or something? Aromantic. Pansexual.

Riva Niver: Gilli's mom. Super sweet. Has a stutter. Extremely relived to have a new house, thank you Wonder. No longer has to worry about brittle stairs that Ciro woNT STOP RUNNING ON. Still sad about her husband’s death, but tries not to let her children see that. Loves her kids more than anything. Straight.

Sena: Silver. Girl left in charge of the black market in Sirin’s stead. Used to just work the shop they used to hide an entrance. Was understandably freaked out when she was just put in charge of the whole market. Many people would like her dead now. She's got a good bodyguard though. I hope she doesn't die, she's nice.

Lita Niver: Ciro/Gilli’s sister. An adorable miss. Best friends with Miki. Loves cute clothes, sweets, going out and getting drunk and hitting on cute guys. Wishes she had a boyfriend. Works at a cafe across the cafe Miki works at. Isn't treated so great there. :/ Is optimistic. Has a shitty apartment that she refuses to believe is shitty. Its shitty. its basically a closet. Very small. I love her. Straight

Ryko: Centipede man. Will wait days at a time for food. Could eat any animal really, but prefers the taste of people. Sadistic. An asshole. I love him. Has cool tattoos on his arms. They might not be tattoos and just markings. They're probably markings. He's a fucking centipede man who lives in the fucking jungle, WHO IS GONNA GIVE HIM TATTOOS?? They're markings. ????? I dont know What the fuck he is. Straight??? Maybe.

Serena: Purple haired man’s sister. A human. Getting married soon. A no-nonsense attitude. Straight.

Arrvin: Human. Serena’s brother. Has dyed purple hair. Has a pigeon named Randy. Sweetest guy he's so great. ;w; Wants to be an architect probably. He lives in an apartment. I dont know how he gets the money yet. He sure does have a job though. Maybe a few. Can make bomb ass waffles. Birds love him. Maybe he just always has birdseed in his pockets. Can birds smell that?? Asexual, panromantic.

Cena: Reformer who lives out in the jungle. Has a relationship of sorts with Ryko. Is blind, but good at getting around. Unlike the other Reformers, doesnt keep “helpers” around. Isn't lonely though. Prefers silence and tea. On rainy days, she likes to sit in her library near the window and just listen.

Ossis: Wolvos who lives up North. Friends of Felix, and Cole. A good good happy boy. Likes eyeshadow. Kinda tough to get where he lives, whenever he goes to a big enough town he's sure to pick some up.

Kai: Leader (?) of the Wolvos. Kinda hate loves Felix and Cole. Like, the kinda love where they’re just constantly exasperated with them. Lives up North, with the main tribe. I still really need to work on him.

Gilli Niver: (Gi- lee) Tide’s boyfriend. Lita and Ciro’s big brother. Very easy going. Owns a little shop with Tide. I think its a bakery?? Favorite season is Spring. A fan of bitter drinks paired with sweets. Used to do drugs. Bad, bad Gilli. Doesn't anymore. Hates Winter. Gay.

Miki: The coolest. Best friends with Lita. Speaks with a bit of an accent. Would kill to protect Lita. Probably knows how to properly hide a body. Buff as hell. She’s so fun to draw, I love her. Gay. Gosh she loves girls.

Felix: Wolvos. Adorable. A soft boy. Gets into trouble sometimes. Seems to know everyone. A person who would always have “"a pleasure to have in class” written on their report card. Prefers always being in semi wolf form. Likes running for miles when he's out of town, and is an actual wolf. Owns a stand with his brother. It's across from the fabric seller Victor always buys his fabrics from. Has heard a lot about Victor (everyone has, only bad rumors though), and would like to actually met the guy one day. Has a favorite scarf and likes to wear it. Dresses well. Bisexual.

Lokell Niver: Riva’s dead husband. Was a nice dude. Died in an accident.

Silis: Some guy Sirin's friends with. Owns a building company. Said company will work for the BM when hired, usually through Silis being paid in both money, and organs. He eats em. Looks bored half the time. Loves gold stuff. Trans. Is already done with someone's shit before he even meets em. Naga.

March: A cute goat (maybe fawn, idk yet not set in stone, I think he's a goat) guy. Can disguise his voice to sound like anything. Loves masks. Has a neat lil collection in his house. Prefers loose clothing. Likes reading. His magic takes the form of purple electricity. Trans. Unlike Tulli, Nico, ect, he can't really change how he looks (ex: Tulli can turn into a bird, “dyes” his hair, Nico’s a tree, ect) but makes up for it with the voice thing.

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Second round of space gays feat. Princess Fish Mom

A: Aptitude

1. what are your oc’s natural abilities, things they’ve been doing since young?

All the royal family has excelled at magic for the longest of time, and Nivviah is not exception. She’s been a natural magic user since her birth, as well as a strong swimmer, fighter, and public speaker. Anything that you need as a political figure, Nivviah can do.

2. what activities have they participated in?

She’s been the first mate on the Freedom Vessel for about ten years, after she took the title away from Tam when they both agreed that she had more leadership skill than he did. Nivviah also participated in all the political ceremonies on Theuthida when she was still the crown princess, such as weddings, funerals, and even executions.

3. what abilities do they have that they’ve worked for?

She’s worked hard to be first mate, especially since for a long time, she tried to push being a leader aside because she equated it to the monarchy on Theuthida.

4. what things are they bad at?

Nivviah can’t cook for shit. She is one of those people who burn cereal. Partly because on Theuthida, you can just hunt and eat without worrying about cooking, so living on the ship, she’s had to learn to eat cooked food. Partly because she’s a princess so most of her hunting was done for her. Mostly because she’s a gay who can’t cook.

5. what is their most impressive talent?

She is an amazing magic user. She hasn’t been on many missions with the main three, but there is a reason you keep your strongest item until the end of the game.

B: Basics

1. what is their hair color?

Dark blue and then it gets lighter as it goes down.

2. what is their eye color?

Black

3. how tall are they?

6′2. She’s very tol. She’s actually the third tallest person on the ship, after B3rT13 at 7′3 and Oberon at 6′4.

4. how old are they?

She’s going to turn 405 by Month 7 (February)

5. how much do they weigh?

200 lbs. All that height has got to come with some girth.

C: Comfort

1. how do they sit in a chair?

Like a princess with one ankle crossed over the other. She is disaster in gayness, but distinguished in fashion.

2. in what position do they sleep?

She sleeps with one arm under her head and the other wrapped around Luna.

3. what is their ideal comfort day?

Just wearing her sweater and skirt while eating junk food with Luna and reading together.

4. what is their major comfort food? why?

Chocolate peanut butter milkshakes. It was one of the first human foods she’s tried and it is heavenly.

5. who is the best at comforting them when down?

Her best girlfriend (and maybe soon to be wife) and her captain, Luna Sorrotai.

D: Decoration

1. how would they decorate a house if they had one under their name?

Although she doesn’t like her family, she still has ties and love for her culture, so she would want to emote a sea theme, tile floor, and a giant library for curling up and reading.

2. how would they decorate their child’s room?

Before Ciri arrived, Nivviah sort of took the role of the “mother” on the ship, so she actually helped Ravi and Crumb with their room as well as Val’s. For her own children, she’d want it to be a calming color palette so they can relax in their room and have another room to play in inside the house, and would give them lots of little trinkets to keep about because Theuthidans still like shiny things.

3. how do they decorate their own room?

Nivviah’s room is very homely with a lot of couches for lounging and reading, a lot of pictures of the og Freedom Vessel crew (Luna, Tam, herself, Oberon, Venus, and Gabriel), pictures of the kids, and more recent pictures of herself and Icio.

4. what type of clothes and accessories do they wear?

She tends to wear more “classic” clothes like skirts and sweaters and finds the perfect match between coziness and beauty.

5. do they like makeup/nail/beauty trends?

She likes painting her nails, and does minimal makeup, but doesn’t like hardcore beautifying like Venus or Flor do because she was forced to wear makeup during her time as princess.

E: External Personality

1. does the way they do things portray their internal personality?

Nivviah’s internal personality is actually very fiery and adventurous, which isn’t very apparent by looking at her. She’s been taught her whole life to be reserved and regal and aloof, so she does things more calmly and orderly than her internal dialogue would suggest.

2. do they do things that conform to the norm?

Nivviah literally electrocuted her family and entire planet just to save the girl she loved and disowned herself from her royal heritage, so

3. do they follow trends or do their own thing?

Nivviah has always done her own thing since her conception. She escaped her oppressive homeworld because she was bored and wanted adventure. She is the secret boss ass bitch.

4. are they up-to-date on the internet fads?

God no. Nivviah is probably the person with the least amount of internet experience. She still uses tons of emojis in her texts and just learned what spoogle images is. She is very bad with technology.

5. do they portray their personality intentionally or let people figure it out on their own?

She is still unlearning how to be loud and boisterous, so a lot of people think she is a very calm and serene person when she is mentally cursing out people every fifteen minutes, so really only the people who know her best get her inner snark.

F: Fun

1. what do they do for fun?

She likes reading a lot and spends a lot of time in the library and reads to especially the snids when Icio’s out.

2. what is their ideal party?

Everyone dressed to their casual best, lots of music playing, dancing, and sneaking off with Luna in the middle while everyone is dancing.

3. who would they have the most fun with?

Luna, Tam, and Icio.

4. can they have fun while conforming to rules?

Theoretically she can, but if she really doesn’t like rules, she’ll say fuck the rules and do what she wants.

5. do they go out a lot?

She was very much a shut in when she was on Theuthida, but she likes going out when she can. It’s hard as a very visible member of the Freedom Vessel, but if she can take a couple days to explore, she will.

G: Gorgeous

1. what is their most attractive external feature?

Nivviah is a very classic beauty, but probably her hair. She very much has Ariel hair. Always bouncy and shiny no matter where she is.

2. what is the most attractive part of their personality?

She is a gentle giant who just wants her family to be happy.

3. what benefits come with being their friend?

She gives the objectively best hugs, she will always be ready to take a beating with her giant squishy body (she actually has 110 HP because she’s level 14 but she’s still a Solari), and she is the voice of reason of the ship.

4. what parts of them do they like and dislike?

She loves her tallness because they she gets to get all her loved ones’ best angles, but she always has to duck under low doorways.

5. what parts of others do they envy?

As much as she loves her gorgeous blue skin, it is a little hard to match things to it. Plus its very hard to blend in to crowds unless she uses a spell slot.

H: Heat

1. do they rather a hot or cold room?

Cold. As a fish, she doesn’t like being anywhere too hot.

2. do they prefer summer or winter?

Winter is just prettier to be in. It’s Luna’s birthday, the kids are happier, and she can wear her cute sweaters and skirts.

3. do they like the snow?

She’s only seen the snow a couple times on Helios, but she thinks its one of the most beautiful things she’s ever seen.

4. do they have a favorite summer activity?

Swimming with Luna and having a water fight.

5. do they have a favorite winter activity?

Making snow angels. She is a tall sexy skyscraper.

I: In-the-closet

1. what is their sexuality?

Fish Jesus is a lesbian. She really is Hayley Kiyoko but with gills.

2. have they ever questioned their sexuality?

There’s not really the concept of sexuality on Theuthida, just whatever the crown wants you to marry. But the first time she saw a non-Theuthidan her age (since Luna was still 17 when they met), she did bust a huge nut.

3. have they ever questioned their gender?

No, she’s always been pretty femme.

4. would/was their family be okay with them being LGBT?

Theuthida doesn’t have many strict laws when it comes to sexuality since there have been same sex relationships, but all relationships have to be approved through the crown, which is why bastard children (aka Icio) is a terrible thing. Whoever Nivviah married would have to be approved by her parents.

5. how long would/did it take for them to come out?

She never came out to her family, but she lowkey came out to Luna when they both said they would want a girlfriend, stared at each other for about a full minute, and then went their separate ways because they’re useless.

J: Joy

1. what makes them happy?

Reading, taking naps with Luna, teaching Icio about her culture, and being a good influence on the younger crewmates.

2. who makes them happy?

Luna, Tam, Oberon, Venus, and Icio. And of course the rest of the Freedom Vessel.

3. are there any songs that bring them joy?

Literally every Hayley Kiyoko song.

4. are they happy often?

She’s not necessarily sad, but she is constantly worried for her sad crewmates. She tries to cheer them up, but her most present emotion is “long worried sigh”.

5. what brings them the most joy in the world?

Being with her found family.

K: Kill

1. have they ever thought about suicide?

No, the only way she would think about killing herself would be if something happened to Luna.

2. have they ever thought about homicide?

She slaughtered her entire planet. She’s thought about getting back at her family more than once. Especially Dillon because fuck Dillon.

3. if they could kill anyone without punishment, would they? who?

She would singlehandedly slaughter Queen Genesis and her inner circle for what they’ve done to everyone.

4. who would miss them if they died?

Everyone on the Freedom Vessel because she is a beautiful soul.

5. who would be happy they died, anyone?

Probably all the Theuthidans she’s killed, and Genesians.

L: Lemons

1. what is their favorite fruit?

Oranges. She loves her citrus. It’s why she never gets colds.

2. what is their least favorite fruit?

She just doesn’t like grapes for some reason.

3. are there any foods they hate?

The higher up the seafood food chain you get, the more the line is blurred because for seafood, Theuthidans are at the top of the food chain, but sharks and other meateating sea creatures are very close to them. So it’s not cannibalism, but it’s like a human eating lion. It just doesn’t feel right.

4. do they have any food intolerances?

It’s like the human equivalent of someone being allergic to soy, but she’s allergic to seaweed.

5. what is their favorite food?

Tam makes a really good chocolate peanut butter molten lava cake.

M: Maternal

1. would they want a daughter or a son?

She’d probably get along with a daughter more, but she also loves her pseudo sons Ravi and Crumb (and Castor), so she would be fine with kids of all genders.

2. how many children do they want?

She has all her children on the ship, but if it was just her and Luna in a household, she would probably want two or three.

3. would they be a good parent?

She is already a great parent and anyone who disagrees is cancelled.

4. what would they name a son? what would they name a daughter?

She likes the name Arthur for a boy and Gwen for a girl, but she would be interested naming any child Icio after her favorite cousin.

5. would they adopt?

She’s pretty much adopted the entire ship. Even the people older than her. Icio may be older than her in body, but she is taller and therefore more valid.

N: Never Have I Ever

1. what would they never do?

Be a ruler on Theuthida. Even though she is the only possible person to rule Theuthida, she doesn’t want to be a leader. She likes being the right hand fish.

2. what have they never done that they want to do?

Marry Luna.

3. is there anything they absolutely can’t believe people do?

Think that manifest destiny is actually a thing that people should do.

4. what is the most embarrassing thing they’ve done?

Fell asleep in Luna’s lap when they were younger. It was super cute from Luna’s end, but in her sleepiness, Nivviah called Luna “adorabluna”.

5. have they done anything they thought they’d never do?

She’d never thought she’d return to Theuthida only to electrocute all of her people just to save her new family. She also never thought she’d get such an amazing girlfriend.

O: Optimism

1. are they optimistic or pessimistic?

She’s more optimistic that most of the people on the ship, sans the kids. She believes that the war will end in at least a human lifetime and that they will find someplace safe to live.

2. are they openly optimistic, throwing it on others?

She tries to be optimistic to kind of encourage others, but if someone wants to adamantly be depressed, she will back off.

3. are they good at giving advice?

With the exception of gay affairs, Nivviah is one of the few people on the ship who isn’t a hypocrite when it comes to advice. She gives great advice and actually receives advice well.

4. is there anyone in their life that throws optimism on them?

The kids tend to be a very positive influence when it comes to optimism, but really she is the optimist on the ship surrounded by negative Nancys.

5. were they always optimistic?

Nivviah was always idealistic (she is a legit Disney princess), but got a surge of optimism when running away with Luna and the Freedom Vessel.

P: Personality

1. what is their best personality trait?

She is the ultimate young mom, kind and caring, and is just so sweet to everyone.

2. what is their worst personality trait?

She’s fairly secretive and reserved, and doesn’t really say her true feelings, even if she trusts someone wholeheartedly. It’s not wanting to keep things from others, but just that she doesn’t see why she should share her feelings.

3. what of their personality do others love?

Luna loves her giant heart and gentle nature, Tam loves her determination and sense of adventure, and Icio loves her compassion and moments of sass.

4. what of their personality do others envy?

Luna and Tam both envy her optimism and fearlessness, and Icio envies her connection to her family (despite them sucking ass) and her ability to see reason even in stressful times.

5. do they hate anything about their personality/about other’s personalities?

She wishes she could be more boisterous and energetic like some of the other people, especially the girls, since she doesn’t really like being reserved. She doesn’t like people who are too hoity toity or narcissistic since that reminds her of Theuthida.

Q: Questions

1. do they ask for help?

She uses it as a last resort to not burden the other crewmates, but she will ask for help if it helps her do the job right. She also uses it to bond, since she’ll ask how their day is going and if they need anything.

2. do they ask questions in class?

When she was first taken on the Freedom Vessel, Nivviah asked about everything, even if it had nothing to do with lessons Oberon was giving. She’d ask about the technology on ships, she’d ask about why humans don’t have gills, and if Harry Potter is based on real events.

3. do they answer questions that make them a little uncomfortable?

There are couple topics that are off-limits such as her time as a princess, but otherwise, she’ll answer most questions.

4. do they ask weird questions?

Nivviah asked every single question under the sun when she first came aboard. Then she met Val and learned that some questions should remain unanswered and unasked.

5. are they curious?

She’s a Ravenclaw. She’s curious about everything.

R: Rules

1. do they follow rules?

Nivviah is the polite version of “Fuck the Police”.

2. would they be a strict or laid-back parent?

She’s fairly strict and tries to make sure the children are safe and respectful to others, but she’s more of the parent that watches close by than actually manually intervening. She’ll step in if something’s going wrong, but she wants to give them the freedom to make their own mistakes.

3. have they ever been consequenced for breaking a rule?

She had so many rules she had to follow as a child as a princess of Theuthida that she was often consequenced by either being trapped by the sea serpents or being locked in her room.

4. have they broken any rules they now regret breaking?

She does regret going into the sea serpent den while they were guarding Iwione’s statue because it caused her to have flashbacks, which Dillon laughed about for days.

5. do they find any rules they/others follow absolutely ridiculous?

Anyone who follows Genesians and/or allowed absolute monarchy in either Genesis or Theuthida.

S: Streets

1. are they street-smart?

She wasn’t very street smart when she first came aboard, but it didn’t take her long to be wary of everyone she meets.

2. would they give money to someone on the streets?

Yeah, especially on the poorer planets she’s been on.

3. have they ever gotten in a fight on the streets?

A lot of the og Freedom Vessel got in a fight with hired thugs by Helian Parliament members.

4. has anything happened to them on the streets?

The above, and the first time she went to Scylla, they had to fight off a Deforestation Committee, which is where they met a young Venus for the first time.

5. are they cautious when out?

She’s a very tall regal fish lady on planets where there is usually one Theuthidan at most. And she’s the first mate on the Freedom Vessel. She is extremely cautious when she’s out of the ship.

T: Truth

1. are they honest?

Nivviah kept her secret from most of the newer crew (everyone from Val/Ravi/Crumb on) about being a princess and even lied to the players when they first met, but for the most part, she is very honest about herself (except when it comes to revealing gay feelings). What she isn’t honest about is other people’s secrets.

2. can they tell if someone is lying?

Nivviah lives with a ship full of liars so she is pretty decent at telling who is lying. She just knows that people have their reasons for not telling the truth so she rarely calls someone out on it unless it’s urgent.

3. is it obvious when they’re lying?

She gets a little visibly nervous about her own secrets, but she’s gotten pretty good at keeping a straight face about others’ secrets.

4. have they lied about anything they regret lying about?

She doesn’t regret lying about her heritage, but she does sometimes wish that the secrets she’s keeping for other people could come out in the open so they don’t have to worry about it being found out.

5. have they told truths that have been spread against their will?

Everyone on the ship was pretty good about her secret, and it took until they actually arrived on Theuthida that her secret of being the princess was spread.

U: Underdog

1. have they been bullied?

She was imprisoned for a month and sentenced to die. And that was just on one trip to Theuthida.

2. have they bullied anyone?

She can say with pride she has tripped Dillon on a number of occasions as a child.

3. have they been physically attacked by a bully?

Although she was always taller than Dillon (and he was also technically a bastard child), he was older and would trick her into situations where she’d get hurt. So he took the art of surprise to physically bully her.

4. have they ever been doubted?

Big time. Especially by her immediate family.

5. have they surprised people with being good at something?

Oberon had his doubts about Nivviah being first mate because she spent the beginning of her life pampered, but he was pleasantly surprised when she stepped up and helped her through the transition.

V: Vomit

1. do they vomit often?

Nope. Theuthidans tend to have stomachs of steel and very rarely get sick except for Eel Pox which basically leaves you paralyzed for days and it feels you have eels slithering up your body. It’s lowkey the worst but luckily Nivviah never caught it.

2. do they get lots of stomach aches?

Nah, unlike some people, she doesn’t do much to fuck up her stomach. She eats healthy and trains.

3. are they good at comforting someone ill?

Yeah, she’s had to take care of Val and Luna a lot when they get sick.

4. what do they like as far as comfort goes?

She would like back rubs but since everyone she loves are shorties, she settles for lower back rubs or rubbing the back of her hand.

5. do they burp, cough, or hiccup most when nauseous? when vomiting?

She gags a lot when she’s nauseous, which scares her because that’s the next worse thing to vomiting. When she actually does get stomach aches, it’s because she’s having a panic attack.

W: Water

1. do they drink enough water?

Nivviah’s one of the few people on the ship who actually gets adequate water intake. It’s why she has such glowing skin. 90% of it is water, the other 10% is space magic.

2. have they learned to swim?

Yeah. You can’t really live on Theuthida without learning to swim.

3. do they like to swim?

She likes it well enough. She likes doing it with Luna more, but when she’s alone, it just reminds her of how much shit she went through on Theuthida.

4. can they dive?

Yup. Every time she and Luna swam together and Luna watched Nivviah dive, it made her nut.

5. can they swim without holding their nose?

Yeah, she has gills and can pretty much do anything underwater.

X: Xylophone

1. what is their favorite genre of music?

Celtic instrumentals or soft pop. She doesn’t really like anything too loud or harsh.

2. do they have a favorite song?

‘Waterfalls’ by TLC

3. do they have a favorite band/artist/singer?

Enya or Hayley Kiyoko. She’s a fan of both Celtic and Lesbian music.

4. can they sing well?

Yes, she was trained in singing on Theuthida. She really only sings though when she’s doing another task like doing laundry or helping around the infirmary.

5. can they rap?

Luna says she’s heard her rap, but no one has any proof. And anyone who says they have proof has that proof mysteriously disappear. She’s Captain Holt with the hula hooping classes.

Y: You

1. how old were you when you created them?

19. She was the second npc I made for the Genesis Campaign.

2. what inspired you to create them?

I wanted to make a distinct “alien” character so boom. Blue Fish Titties was born.

3. were they different when they were first created?

Oh yeah, she was just going to be strong Theuthidan who happened to be a little soft but now she’s a princess and she’s gay for Luna and she’s Icio’s favorite fish cousin.

4. do you enjoy writing them more than other characters?

I love doing her accent and how gentle she is, so she’s a really fun character to play.

5. what’s your favorite thing about them?

She is a powerhouse of protection and has had some of my favorite scenes (especially where she electrocutes Theuthida) and has some good ones coming up. She is so good but also extremely wise and powerful. Also she’s a useless lesbian.

Z: Zebra

1. what’s their favorite animal?

Panda bears. She likes how round and gentle they are.

2. do they like animals?

She likes them well enough and thinks they’re cute, but she has had bad experiences with the animals on Theuthida and Dryas to make her wary of them.

3. cats or dogs?

She tends to have an aversion to cats just because of Adrian, but Ravi has been showing her pictures of what Earth cats look like and she thinks they’re cute. She likes their little noses and tiny paws.

4. what’s their dream pet?

She really wants a chinchilla. Val showed her one on Space Google and she spent fifteen minutes going through the Spoogle Images.

5. do they have any pets at the moment?

No, but she takes care of Noodle when Castor’s out doing stupid shit on different planets.

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