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#i feel like im digging through the wreckage of a house
caffeinatedopossum · 1 year
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Self love
People tell me to love myself but what does that even mean? I'm not even sure what the self is but I've been digging and searching and rearranging the letters in my name, trying to find something that's really me for 20 years.
I've tried to identify with my pain, the things I love, the things about me that aren't normal and the things about me that are, I've tried to identify with my painful and angry body but I'm never really there, in any of those things.
It's like telling me to admire my skin when there's nothing but scar tissue left- I don't hate it for being scarred but it isn't skin and its painful to the touch. How can I love a thing that hurts? I can't even remember this abstract concept of "me" that I'm supposed to love. I'm looking for him and fearing he will never come back.
I've tried identifying with my choices but what does that say about me? Am I my motivations, the actions, or the results? I'm never sure those are good things. I've hurt people with my choices before and yes, I've learned from those things and yes, I consider them mistakes so maybe my motivations are good.
But I don't have many choices to make and I never have. It makes me feel powerless, small in an existential way. I don't particularly want to be powerful, I just want to exist. I hate that my choices have been taken from me. I will find my power if it kills me. I will find myself someday.
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blinder-secrets · 4 years
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Count For Me
tommy x anxious reader, 2164 words
a/n: i’m not gonna say the reader is having a panic attack specifically, more that they’re experiencing a lot of anxiety, so take that with a pinch of salt pls. i’m not suggesting this is how all anxiety feels or that it can be alleviated like this every time, im just basing it on my own experiences so enjoy!
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You’re sat in the kitchen, or rather, the stairwell to the kitchens. You had every intention of making it there, of sitting at the large oak table in the fore-room, and having tea. Bread. Of letting Frances relax and serving yourself. But, instead, you’re on the last step down, legs bouncing on the balls of your feet.
It can only be described as fretting, incessant worry; your mind is agonising over things already done, over what’s to come next. It isn’t guns, or business, or family arguments that’s got you. It’s something invisible. Unknown, but biting away regardless. It’s sitting on the step and thinking about everything, and nothing — it’s losing yourself entirely, feeling the hand tighten around your throat, the dread, the weight of it in your chest. You sit and you feel afraid. After all you’ve seen in the world, all you’ve been through with Tommy. It’s your own head that works itself against you now, your own commentary that rots your mind in the quiet moments. Fuck. If you said it aloud they’d laugh you out the room. If you told Pol she’d say you were sick, that you needed air and spirits, and none of this Shelby wreckage to pull you down.
‘In the kitchen, Sir.’
Oh, Christ, Tommy’s home. You hear him, direct and toward where you're hiding. From his footsteps, it seems like he’s coming from the opposite wing, so he’ll make it into the kitchen before you ever did.
He calls your name through the hallway. It bounces off the cool tiles.
‘I’m here, Tommy,’ you say back in a false tone; you dread him finding you more than the rest of it.  
You’ve got maybe a minute to collect yourself, but from the way your feet are sinking through the stone of the floor beneath you, that’s not going to happen. He arrives in the kitchen, says your name again. He can’t see you from where he is.
‘On the stairs,’ you tell him.
Once he’s in front of you, your energy spikes. It’s easier to ignore the feeling when you’re with him. He tucks it away for you, somewhat, just a bit. ‘What is it?’ he asks, shaking his head slightly, his lips parted. A cigarette leaks smoke from between his fingers. He’s taken his coat off, but the jacket’s still there. Still dressed like he could leave again at any moment.
‘Nothing.’ You smile. ‘Are you back now?’
‘For now,’ he answers. He steps forward, places the back of his hand against your forehead. ‘Are you sick?’
‘No. Just wanted to sit somewhere.’
He doesn’t believe you, he knows you too well. You still your knees but they’re bouncing again before you can offer an explanation.
‘Tell me,’ he insists, clueless.
Where do you start? What could you possibly say that would make sense. I was going to make lunch, Tommy, but then I sat down here and I couldn’t get up again. ‘Nothing,’ you repeat, pausing to force a swallow. ‘I don’t know, really.’
He takes a drag. On the exhale, he offers the smoke to you, silent but willing to help. You shake your head; it’s not your habit, it doesn’t calm you like it does with him.
‘Has something happened?’ he asks. He’s patient, waiting for you to give him a way in, prepared to go slow when you need it.
‘No, nothing’s happened.’ Nothing you knew of. You were doing fine, going about the day like normal, and then suddenly you weren’t. It had already swamped you before you realised it was coming. ‘It’s just my head,’ you say, forcing the words over a breath that hadn’t quite made it. ‘I think it’s out to get me, Tom.’
He sighs. His lips pour smoke onto the tiles as he looks down. Another stress for him: you sat on his shoulders like the rest of it did, weighed him down without meaning to. You feel yourself rock forward, your head pulling into your chest, like there’s string attached from your chin to your heart and now it’s constricting. ‘Sorry,’ you pant, though you may have said it in your head. It could’ve been a thought amongst the sea and you wouldn’t have known. Sorry for the stress, Tommy, sorry for it all.
‘Hey,’ he says, repeating it firmly after a pause. ‘Hey. Look at me.’ His hand goes to your face, fingers leading your chin upwards until your gaze is on him. ‘Whatever it is, it’s just noise, alright? Just shit in the trough.’
Your lids drop a fraction. ‘Tommy…’
‘No.’ He shakes his head. ‘You’re here, with me, right, in the kitchen. Don’t let it pull you under.’
You don’t want to. You’re scanning him, looking for something to ground you, the gold of his cufflink, the button of his waistcoat. Nothing sticks. You’re trying to focus but it’s splitting your attention again. Filling your head with the noise, the pull, the drag. ‘I think I’m going mad,’ you say. Your head’s so tight you can’t make sense of it.
His brows draw together. You focus on the crease in the skin between them. ‘What is it?’ he asks. ‘Eh? What’s worrying you so much?’
‘I don’t know,’ you answer honestly. It sounds like a plea but it’s all you can give him.  
You feel like a horse on the track; everything’s past you, behind you, loud in the stands and betting against you. There’s a worry to your left but it’s overtaken by the one on your right. So much at once, too often and too fast to know which is the biggest problem, which is the one causing the damage. If you could pluck something out, you would. If you could tell him, it’d be the first thing you did. There isn’t an answer to his question that doesn’t just make it worse — the more you try to put a name to it, or explain, the harder it gets to breathe. You can feel your heartbeat in your wrists.
Swearing, you drop your head again like it’s a lead weight, letting his fingertips drag up your cheek with the motion. ‘I can’t tell,’ you say weakly. ‘Feels like I’m drowning.’ 
The ring you’re wearing sits loose on your index finger; you spin it around the knuckle nervously, forcing a shallow breath each time the ruby completes a loop. If you look at him again you might cry. He didn’t ask for this, he didn’t know what to do with you anymore than you knew yourself.
Clearing his throat once, Tommy puts the cigarette between his lips and bends to grab you with both hands. He takes you by the elbows, thumbs tight on your arms, and pulls you to your feet before you have room to complain. You try to avoid his gaze, but his head ducks and chases your eyes until you give in.
‘Listen,’ he starts. He takes the cigarette out, blows the smoke away before he talks. ‘I won’t let you, alright? No-one’s drowning here.’ He looks certain, dedicated, his eyes dig through yours and back into the noise. ‘There’s nothing going on in there that we can’t sort. Okay?’
You want to believe him, so you nod. The next breath you take swells your chest into his.
‘Come here,’ he says briskly, pulling you after him as he walks you deeper into the kitchen. ‘When we were in France—stand there.’ You’re put by the table. He goes to the nearest drawer, pilfering through the silverware as he continues, ‘When we were in France, they told us we had to count.’
‘Count?’
‘To still our hands.’ He turns, pushing the drawer shut with his hip, and files through the forks he’s now holding. ‘Bullets, cards. Saw John counting his teeth once.’
You blink like it’ll help you listen. Everything he’s saying is going in, but bouncing back again. It rattles in your ear canal like coins down a well.
‘Here,’ he says, offering them to you. ‘Count them.’
You hesitate. Then he grabs your wrist, sets your palm straight, and pours the cutlery into it.
‘Go on.’
Mumbling an agreement, you turn to the table and put the first fork onto the wood. One. Two. You hope he doesn’t notice the slight shake along your fingers, the clumsiness as you pass forks from one hand to the other.
‘Do it out loud,’ he guides, as he stands beside you. He exhales, dragging it out and pushing the smoke over your shoulder; you’d forgotten he even had one lit.
‘Three,’ you say. ‘Four.’  
All those cigarettes. Lips barely his unless there’s one between them. They’ll get him one day, you think. The cough will get worse and then it’ll be you, on your own in this big house, you looking after Charlie, you with the ache and the grief and the silence.
‘Stop thinking,’ he chides. ‘Count.’
‘Five, six, seven.’ You sigh. The forks clatter on top of one another. ‘Eight, nine. This is stupid, Tommy. Ten.’ You turn to him, expectant of something else, something more helpful.
He just raises his eyebrows, gesturing for you to pick them up again. ‘Now do it over.’
‘Again?’
He nods. The cigarette is extinguished, flicked to the floor and crushed between his sole and the tile. ‘You do it again, and again,’ he lists, ‘until it feels like you can breathe.’
‘Really?’
‘Really.’
It takes four rounds of it before your chest loosens; four tens, over and over, forks placed down and picked up again as you count. He stands in silence the whole time, his hands in his pockets, his eyes on the table. How he doesn’t tire of it, you don’t know. He clears his throat occasionally but doesn’t say anything until you break the rhythm.
‘I think it’s worked,’ you mumble, taking care as you set the last fork down. ‘I feel better.’
It’s not all gone, but you feel calmer. Stiller. Your hands aren’t as jittery and the room feels big again, cold and empty and utilitarian.
He sighs, heavily, thankfully. The noise loud and partnered with a rough tone. ‘Alright,’ he says. He clicks into motion, pulling his hands free and turning to you so that he can bracket them around your face. His fingers are rough, warm, grounding. The rings stamp your cheeks, cold like ice. ‘What did I say, eh? Nothing we couldn’t sort.’
You smile limply and put a hand to his wrist. ‘Thank-you, Tommy.’
You hadn’t expected him to break through it, to make you pause. Breathe. It’s usually the other way around, you calming him. You sifting through the muck. It had never crossed your mind that it would work in reverse.
‘Next time,’ he says quietly, ‘you tell me.’ His chin dips a fraction, blue eyes laced with intent. ‘You tell me as soon as it get’s too much, alright?’
‘Okay,’ you promise, nodding between his palms. ‘Sorry.’
His lip tweaks slightly. ‘What have you got to be sorry for?’ he asks. Then he tilts up to kiss your forehead and, pulling back, utters ‘my silly girl’ under his breath.
You can’t smile. The question almost loses you again. You have plenty to be sorry for, you think, handfuls of apologies shoved into each corner of your brain. ‘Let’s do something,’ you say quickly, chasing the scatter away. ‘Distract me, please.’
He kisses you, lips firm and sure against yours in an agreement, a promise. ‘I have something to show you,’ he says afterwards. His grip on your face drops and he takes a hand instead, fingers curling around your palm. ‘The new horse is here.’
‘It is?’ You cling to him, put your free hand around his bicep and pull tight to his side like the closeness will help. He looks at you like he understands. ‘Well, show me then,’ you push, almost able to smile into it. ‘She was pretty from what I remember.’
‘Very pretty,’ he agrees. ‘Come on.’
You follow him through the house and across the drive. He doesn’t stop talking the whole way, which is unlike him, but he knows any silence will just cause you to slip again, to overthink until you’re tumbling. You answer his questions, dumb as they are, like he doesn’t already know the answers. You tell him what you had for breakfast, what you read in the paper. He asks, and he drawls, and he comments on the bloom of the roses as you pass them. He keeps going and going, until you’re so wrapped up in him, and the house, and the world outside, that everything else falls quiet. Peaceful. He fills your head with his own voice and you thank him for it. You thank him, and you hold on like it’s the only thing keeping you above the water.
‘You alright?’ he asks, checking once you’ve reached the stables.
‘Yes, Tom.’ You smile, meaning it. ‘I’m with you, remember?’
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Pinned under wreckage. Hmm, how about Intruality with Remus a construction worker where something went wrong? Preferably happy ending but any will do. (keep up the good work! You're amazing!!)
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Hold Onto Me
Summary: Patton had just wanted to deliver lunch to his husband when he saw the emergency vehicles at the construction site. All he can hope for is that keeping ahold of his hand will be enough. (Happy Ending)
Warnings: anxiety, major injury, blood, hospitals, emergency situation (if there are more please let me know)
Prompt: Pinned Down By Wreckage
Ships: Romantic Intruality (Patton x Remus)
WC: 4038
Disclaimer: I don't think this is how construction practices work but for the sake of the beginning that’s how it's gonna work because angst. The procedure to get him out is however fairly accurate, I did a bit of research as to how someone is rescued from that kind of situation but other than that please take the accuracy of this situation with a grain of salt.
Remus’ heavy boots thudded loudly on the thin catwalk leading over top of where the scaffolding was set in place for the floor of the third story of the new building, not that he could hear it over the general din of construction work. Everything looked good, he was only here to do a general sweep over before anyone else came up to lay the insulation and then actual flooring to make sure nothing would collapse. Being so high up he had a wonderful view of the fair bit of land whoever was moving into this house would own when it was done: a field with woods surrounding it with a long, winding road leading up to the front entrance. 
It was stupidly extravagant, some dream house Roman would have loved to live in if he was rich enough to afford but Remus had been so excited to work on it, and still was. He got to help with the design work and use his hands for hours and hours and even though he came home tired and sweaty he still loved it with every fiber of his being. Not to mention he got to go home to Patton who would smile and cup his cheek to kiss him before pushing him down the hall to shower while he started on dinner. He’d come out to help and they’d settle down at the table or couch to talk or watch a movie and then either work on their own things or cuddle up in bed depending on how tired they were. It was mundane and domestic most of the time but Remus loved that with Patton. He had him and his job and his stupid brother and he couldn’t be happier; everything in his life made him feel safe and happy and comfortable and he couldn’t imagine asking for anything better.
Of course it could all be ruined in an instant. One wrong step and he could certainly plummet to his death. The scaffolding could crack and he’d be impaled on a jagged piece of wood. He could break every bone in his body or be paralyzed for life and be a burden on everyone who knew him and- Remus shook his head impatiently, willing the thoughts away as he turned carefully and began making the rest of the way across the catwalk. Thoughts like that kept him on his toes at least but it was best not to dwell on them too much. He was always careful and he wasn’t about to jinx himself by thinking of everything that could go wrong on the job.
He almost laughed when he felt it: a shift under his feet that meant something could be loose. Of course he would manage to have the most ironic timing in the world. Carefully stepping back he looked closely to see if he could tell what the problem was but he saw nothing. Biting his lip he looked back up at the last couple of feet he had to walk. He should definitely turn around and tell someone to look and fix whatever might be wrong, but he could also save the time and try to figure out himself what it could be if he could just get a better vantage point. It was only a couple of feet, if he stepped wide enough he might be able to avoid whatever problem there was.
Mind made up he stepped forward again more gingerly than he had ever done anything in his life, faintly hearing the lunch bell ringing and the gradual silence that was left from the various machines being turned off and tools being put down. Good, he thought, that way if anything happens no one’s around to get hurt. He screwed his mouth to the side as he quickly dismissed that thought as well, mentally kicking himself for the possible jinx. It was only a couple of feet, just one step and he could hug the wall and lean over to see what the problem was. Honestly with the way the skeleton of the wall was he could probably squeeze himself between the gaps of the unfinished floor and climb down to safety to avoid even having to hop back to the catwalk and go all the way back around. Leaning forward a bit for stability he brought his arms out and quickly lunged for the one, grabbing a hold of two support beams and digging into them so hard his fingernails began to ache. Despite that his new position seemed to be fine, no more shifting under his feet as the tips of his boots found a bit of purchase on the floor's framework by the wall. Grinning through the adrenaline rush he maneuvered himself around until he was facing back towards the room and carefully surveyed the floor. They had laid the framework out in a hurry- ill advised but for the time crunch they were under it had seemed necessary. The consequence for them rushing it though thankfully just seemed to be a missing support plank, making a couple of the beams bow under the catwalk when they were walked on. An easy enough fix and thankfully one that would be relatively quick.
Remus looked down with a grimace. He could climb down...but he had already gotten in trouble once for using scaffolding as a jungle gym even if he was trying to be careful not to be caught. He’d rather not be labeled as a liability not even halfway through the project and since in reality there wasn’t that much wrong with the floor he really didn’t have an excuse not to walk back the way he’d come. Sighing in disappointment he stepped forward and began to make his way back across, the shifting under his feet only making him slightly nervous as he took a bigger step to avoid the worst of it- only to immediately regret it as the entire catwalk shifted to the right as the board he was using slid away from the framework. The catwalk was mostly just a series of shorter boards placed in a sort of grid pattern so you could walk around without there actually having to be a floor. The board he was standing on and currently trying his hardest to rebalance on had shifted under his weight making the edge fall off the board underneath it, meaning it was now hanging onto a beam less than three inches thick by a couple of inches at its end. So not only was then the floor not laid well but the catwalk hadn’t been properly secured either, and if he squinted even closer there wasn’t much of  the floor that was laid completely securely.
Swearing profusely a selfish part of him wished someone else was in this position besides him, maybe they could have figured out a way out of this mess. As it was it was just Remus alone up here, everyone else gone on lunch break and if they noticed he was missing they probably assumed he was either in the bathroom or fucking around somewhere he probably shouldn’t be...such as on the second story unsecured catwalk watching the floor settle and resettle under his weight with sweat dripping down his face. This was supposed to have been a quick job- ten minutes at most of him poking around to find something and now that he had he was risking practically the entire floor collapsing underneath him. He didn’t want to call out for help in case it actually did fall through and trap someone beneath it so it seemed as if it was simply going to be a waiting game in which either he or the floor would come out on top.
And with another shift underneath him it didn’t seem like it was his lucky day.
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Patton sang softly along to the song playing through the radio, tapping his fingers along with the beat on the wheel. He didn’t do this often but he really wanted to surprise Remus at work with a lunch. He had packed a little extra for dinner as well hoping he wasn’t too late to give it to him. Remus had said yesterday he’d have to stay a little later than usual to look over some things and do...whatever it was he had said he had to do to play catch up in the huge project the company had undertaken, an apology heavy on his tongue that Patton had preemptively forgiven him for with a peck on the lips and a smile. Though he wasn’t happy how over worked his husband often was, he more blamed the company and commissioners than Remus himself. He worked hard and it showed, and Patton was always proud of him. So, packed lunch and dinner it was with hopefully a quick visit before he had to leave since he was in no way authorized personnel but the people in charge often simply rolled their eyes and waved him through, vaguely threatening him with promised of forced exit if he stayed too long, which Remus never let him do anyway since an active construction zone wasn’t exactly safe.
The sound of sirens in the distance cut off his thoughts as his blood ran cold. Sirens didn’t have to mean anything of course, there were many reasons you’d hear them- but this was practically out in the middle of nowhere, near a construction zone which was again out in the middle of nowhere. Cursing he sped up just a little bit, desperate to get to the site and hopefully disprove what he already knew he’d see. He nearly started crying right then when he turned into the long drive only to see the house surrounded by emergency vehicles and people in uniform bustling from point to point to do whatever it was they had to do. He could see the part of the collapsed house beyond that, what looked like a cave in from the second story that had taken the supporting wall with it, though how something like that had happened Patton couldn’t fathom.
He hadn’t even clicked the engine all the way off when he was out of the car and running to who he knew was in charge, dodging out of the way and trying not to make a nuisance of himself so they didn’t have a reason to kick him off the property. There was no sign of Remus as far as he was looking, not even the sound of his rather loud voice cutting through the worried din of everyone else’s voices which only served to drop his stomach further as he swallowed hard around the nausea. Please God no, he thought. Please please please-
“Where’s Remus?” Patton didn’t think there was a need to bother with formalities in this kind of situation. He just needed to figure out where his husband was, go to him and make sure he was safe. It was a simple plan, the simplest set of goals he’d ever set in his life, but his heart sank as the supervisor turned to him with a grave look on his face that told Patton everything he needed to know before the other even began shaking his head.
“There was an accident. The floor- the floor must have been loose and nobody thought- I didn’t think to check on him after he went up there. We all know how he is.” He gestured helplessly to where several people were gathered around a section of rubble, the weight of a whole building bearing down on whatever they were puttering around. “We know where he is; it’s just getting him out.”
Patton didn’t need to hear anymore, noticing some of the people leaving the group and leaving a bit of space he could see the mess through. Most of it was just wood beams sticking out in every direction like a crudely placed beaver damn, some insulation from the ground floor poking up at the bottom. If he squinted though he could just barely make out a small space that had been cleared, a small hole that he could only assume was what they could safely clear away to see if Remus was still-
Pushing forward before he could finish the thought he hurried over to where the space had been made and knelt down next to it, laying a shaking hand next t o the rubble and iting his lip tp keep from crying.
“Sir you can’t be here-”
“That’s my husband in there.” Patton cut the woman off sharply, only feeling slightly guilty for his tone.
The woman softened. “I understand but-”
“I’ll leave when I’m in the way but right now no one’s doing anything so I’m staying right here so I can be with him. I’m not going to touch or disrupt anything but I’m not moving.” Patton looked up, defiantly daring her to continue, but after a moment she just nodded and backed away. He turned back to the space as a slight moan alerted him, gasping as long fingers emerged from the cramped darkness and reached out. A high pitched whine left Patton’s mouth at the sight of how bloody it was but he nevertheless reached forward desperately and grasped the fingers in a gentle hold. Faintly he heard a warning not to pull him as assistance was yelled for but he only shook his head as tears streamed down his face. Everything in him was screaming to lift the beams himself and drag Remus to safety but he knew it couldn’t work like that. This was a delicate situation that needed to be handled with care but the frustration only built as the seconds ticked by and nothing seemed to be getting done.
“Remus honey, I’m here okay? I’m right here and so are people that are going to get you out of there. You just hold onto me baby everything  will be okay.” He nearly choked on his own uncertainty but he couldn’t afford to let emus think he was anything other than certain he’d make it out of this. His fingers squeezed weakly and Patton’s breath hitched in relief, continuing to rattle out reassurances that he’d be out soon and they were doing what they could he just had to hold on a little bit longer. His head snapped up as a hand landed on his shoulder, one of the paramedics motioning people forward with equipment.
“Keep holding his hand and talking to him, you’re probably helping keep him awake.” Patton decided he didn’t want to think too hard on what  that might mean, instead simply scooching over slightly to make room for whatever it was they were doing and running his thumb gently over Remus’ knuckles as he took a steadying breath.
“They’re going to get you out Remus. They have equipment they’re setting up to get you out and then everything will be fine.” His fingers were squeezed again gently and the medic must have noticed since they paused and leaned down.
“We’re going to put two sturdy boards on either side of you to help stabilize what’s laying on top of you and then put airbags on the other side of them to lift everything up. That should give us enough room to remove you safely. If at any point your space gets too cramped or you feel things settle down on you more, squeeze your husband’s hand and he’ll let us know okay? We’re working as quickly as we can to get you out.” Remus squeezed his hand again and the medic nodded, signaling for things to begin. “This is called cribbing. It’s just putting a basic framework underneath everything to hopefully stop it from settling down more. And then those long tubes will be put in and inflated to lift it up, at which point you'll have to move out of the way so we can get him out.”
Remus squeezed his hand again and both the action and explanation Patton felt his anxiety ebb the tiniest amount. He nodded to the kind woman and moved to hold Remus with both hands as if doing so would make the process go any faster. As the emergency crew bustled around him and got everything into place he simply sat with cramping legs and blurring vision, reassuring the trapped man through soft touches and softer words as they moved thick, wedged shaped beams in front of the pile of debris. Holding his breath Patton tightened his grip slightly as they began inching the beams underneath, focusing his attention solely on the bloodied hand in his grip, poised to react at even the slightest twitch of discomfort. The boards were halfway in when his hand was squeezed weakly, jolting him out of his tense state to yell out a loud “Stop” to the team. They froze and looked to the woman still holding Patton’s shoulder, who leaned forward to be heard.
“Squeeze once if the pile is shifting, twice if we’re hitting you with the boards.” Two quick squeezes were felt and she nodded slightly. “Is there any way you can move without endangering yourself so we can get them in a bit more?” 
He felt a slight squeeze on his hand before shuffling was heard accompanied by a quiet  whimper that tore straight through Patton’s heart as he fought to simply hold the hand in support and not yank him out himself. He nodded as his hand was squeezed again and kept up his quiet reassurances, speaking just loud enough for Remus to hear him over the directions the medics were constantly throwing back and forth. After what seemed like an eternity the wedges were in place and Remus gave the go ahead to squeeze in the air bags. No one dared breathe as they were squeezed into place, no response from Remus unless they asked for confirmation that everything was still okay. 
Everything was going fine- the bags were filling up and Patton could see the rubble being lifted slowly but surely up and off his husband. They were so close to having him out and okay that it almost didn’t register when Remus’ hand went limp in his own. Patton felt the muscles slacken and the hand become sudden deadweight in between his own. Eyes widening he squeezed his hand gently, then perhaps a bit too hard as panic gripped him.
“Remus honey? Are you okay?” The slick hand remained still, fingers not even twitching to indicate he had been heard. “Remus? Remus!”
He thrashed as he was pulled away, screaming louder than he ever had in his life as Remus’ hand slipped away from him and he was hauled to his feet and backward. The medics crowded to fill the space and he lost sight of his hand completely, screaming louder and scratching madly at the arms around his middle.
“Let me go! Let me go, he needs me!” The logic that Patton more needed him than Remus needed Patton over the medics at the moment was flung out of the window as he bucked backwards attempting to throw off whoever it was but the person just held him tighter as they walked him away, heedless of his ear splitting screams. Vaguely he was aware they were talking to him but Patton couldn’t care less as the phantom sensation of Remus’ hand going slack in his own tore his mind apart.
“P…….Pat…...Patton please!” Virgil’s yell finally cut through the panicked fog and provided the window he needed to haul Patton the rest of the way over bside the parked ambulance and sit him down on the ground. “They’re going to get him, Patton, it's okay. I promise you He’ll be okay. And we’ll ride in the ambulance and go into the hospital with him and they’ll make sure he’ll be back to making idiotic decisions in no time.” 
The words meant to reassure him didn’t make Patton feel any better but all the fight left him, adrenaline running its course as he buried his face in his friend’s chest and wept. 
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Remus had Patton and Virgil as his first two people to call in an emergency and since Patton had already gotten there and hadn’t checked his phone someone must have then called Virgil when he hadn’t picked up. As bad as he felt he was grateful the other was there as he all but collapsed while they finally got Remus’ still, limp body out from under the wreckage and onto a stretcher, stabilizing him as much as they could before ushering him into the ambulance and driving away after denying them riding along since they needed the extra room. Patton all but dragged Virgil to his car, the other swiping away his keys and insisting he drive as Patton was in no state to and Patton really just agreed if only to get them going faster.
They didn’t get to go in Remus’ room for hours after that, apparently suffering a broken legs and ribs, a sprained risk and a minor concussion that had taken the rest of the day to fix, nearly sending Patton into hysterics when they were informed with the final comment being that he had gotten off lucky. Thankfully Roman and Logan had arrived at that point and they were able to sit with Patton through the night and morning before Logan suggested he take Virgil to get a change of clothes and other necessities so they’d be able to stay longer, Roman volunteering to come along to get Patton and Remus’ things as well.
The hospital room was quiet save for the soft beeping of the machines lining the bed and the gentle huffing breaths of Remus as he slept, thankfully peacefully, in the hospital bed that Patton had his chair pulled all the way up to to hold his now bandaged hand between his. He yawned loudly  and laid his head on his arm, eyes fighting to stay open as he promised himself he was merely resting his eyes but drifting off rather quickly considering the stress of the past couple of days. Confident he would wake if anything happened and trusting the others to come back soon he allowed himself to drift off.
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Patton awoke slowly to the feeling up fingers running through his messy hair, taking the time to gently brush out all the tangles of the previous day. He hummed happily and snuggled further into the tough, only to grunt in pain as his neck protested the action with a rather loud crack. Reality hit him all at once and he picked his head up to see Remus smiling tiredly down at him, Head wrapped neatly and already crooked nose set after what must have been the third or  fourth break he had already suffered. Patton’s eyes filled with tears as he  sat up and slowly reached for his husband, hands coming to rest on each cheek to make sure he was really there and alright. Smile tugging wider Remus brought his own hands up to rest on Patton’s, thumbs slowly running over the knuckles like he had done when Remus had been trapped.
“If I wouldn’t hurt you more and get hauled out by security I would slap you so hard for what you did.” In his tired state Patton honestly couldn’t think of anything better to say, but Remus only chuckled weakly and nodded.
“I love you too.”
Laughing softly with him Patton leaned forward to rest his forehead against Remus’ before pressing a featherlight kiss to the tip of his nose and softly whispered “I’m so glad you’re safe.” 
“I always am with you.”
Later a nurse would come in and smile at the two: Patton tucked under Remus’ chin and clutching onto his hands like a lifeline as they both slept. Quietly, he would turn out the light and shut the door, reassuring the people camping on the chairs outside that they were alright and they would sigh and shake their heads with amusement. The scolding could wait, they decided. For they would leave them to hold onto each other for as long as they needed.
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crewhonk · 5 years
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Cop!Bucky X Reader
In which your best friend, Maria Rambeau goes into labour on your couch and the freeway has other plans to get you to the hospital
Warnings: Swearing, Traffic, labouring mother, fluff, cop!beefy!bucky, im suffering from intense baby fever this is pretty self indulgent, GREYS ANATOMY SPOILERS
Words: 3.5K
@nomadsgrogers i tagged you now you have to name yours and seb’s first daughter after me
Your knuckles were white with the grip you had on the steering wheels of your Jeep, the engine purring louder as you pressed your sneakered foot harder on the gas and passed several cars very illegally. You could feel the sweat beading at your temples and you heart pounding in your ears, blood rushing to them in a roar not loud enough to block out the screaming from your passenger side seat. 
Maria Rambeau had come over to your house earlier that day— something not uncommon from one of your best friends, and you greeted her with a hug and a kiss on the cheek and a whispered hello to her swollen stomach. You, Maria and Carol, had served in the Airforce in your late teens and early twenties both you and Maria had left to pursue goals which were just a little closer to Earth. She had curled up on your couch, barely hiding her discomfort as you handed her an iced tea— made just the way she liked. She had just been about to lift the glass to her lips when there was a sound of rushing water and she doubled over, pain electrocuting her body so deep it felt like the marrow in her bones was frying. 
You had immediately busted into action, quelling your tears of fear as you sprinted to your room for a change of clothes that may fit the very pregnant and soaked woman on your couch while yelling at her to time the spaces between her contractions. 
So, you were in the jeep now, racing down the freeway and drumming your fingers over the steering wheel, shushing Maria as she tried once again to apologize for ruining your couch. 
“Maria if you apologize once more I’m going to steal the birth certificate and change the name to dark roast coffee. Stop, I can get a new couch.” You bit, clenching your jaw as you swept back into the lane you were supposed to be. You thought you saw a flash of a middle finger but you genuinely couldn’t care less as the screaming woman in your car took precedence over all else. 
“Did you call Carol, yet?” You asked, trying to attempt to take your friends mind off the pain rocketing through her body. 
“Yeah, when you were in the bedroom. I think she screamed and swore and I’m pretty sure she said she was on her way to Brooklyn General. You know how she gets when she’s excited.” Maria smiled tiredly as the pressure lifted from her stomach. She sat back and patted the swell of her belly and looked down at it fondly. “You better calm down in there, soldier. Mama needs to get to the hospital before you meet her.”
“Yeah, and I already gotta get my couch replaced, I can’t afford to get the bloodstains out of the car.” You joked, winking over to Maria. 
“I’m sorry!” She cried, laughing before gasping as the felt another contraction build in her stomach. Instead of replying you just laughed and pressed your foot harder to the gas. 
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It was another five minutes of speeding down the highway when you merged onto the freeway and found yourself at your first problem. 
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god this is not normal!” Maria pressed her forehead against the dash and you looked over worriedly before placing your hand on her back and rubbing it in soothing circular motions. 
“I’m pretty sure it is.” You hummed, noticing the there were a lot of red tail lights ahead and slowed down the jeep, flinching when you heard a low moan erupt from somewhere in Maria’s throat. 
“Shut up yes it is.” She growled, biting her forearm to stifle her keens of pain. There was a moment of silence before the contraction passed and she looked over at you, eyes tired and regretful “Sorry for saying that.”
“Stop apologizing. You’re literally in labour. You could say anything and I wouldn’t be offended.” You hummed, brows furrowing as you tried to see if you could fit in the space between the cars and the blockade to see if you could bypass the traffic. 
Nope. 
“No, no, no. What is this traffic, are you kidding me?” Maria cried when she looked up. You pressed your lips together and pulled over as far to the side as possible. You clicked the seatbelt and looked at Maria very seriously. 
“Do. Not. Leave. This car.” You said, pointing your finger in her face. Maria looked like she would like nothing more than to bite it clean off. Instead of giving your best friend the satisfaction, you opened the door and stepped out of the car. 
“Y/N. Bitch! Where the fuck are you— OWWWW!” She keened and you hesitated to leave her alone. Instead of doing so, you kicked on a car door beside you and alerted the car of young adults to your presence. The driver smiled politely and turned down the music before rolling down the window and smiling. 
“What’s up, Miss?” He was cute. Young, innocent, perfect for guarding a labouring soon-to-be mother. 
“Y/N. Call me Y/N, please.” You dug in your bag and pulled out your wallet, giving them each as much cash as you could before asking them; “Would you mind watching my very best, labouring friend while I go and see if I can get us a ride to the hospital, please?” You begged. His eyes widened and he looked at his round friend and beautiful, but very nerdy friend before stuttering out an affirmation. 
“Great, her name is Maria. I’ll be back in five minutes.” You rushed before beginning the short jog up to the front of the jam. There were a few police cars guarding the wreckage and you winced at the sight of crushed metal before running to the nearest cop car and leaning forward to rest your hand on your need and catching your breath. 
“Ma’am, are you okay?” A grumbly voice sounded above you and you shot up, hands on your back and a tired smile on your face. All was very well until your eyes landed on his beautiful, gorgeous, almost offensive face. His hair was hidden with a combination of black police hat and bun, a light sprinkling of scruff on his strong jaw and crooked nose between two very intense eyes. There was a gap in his eyebrow due to a scar and his rough appearance had your knees weak. 
“I— um. Yeah. I’m fine. How— how are you?” You tried to smirk and lean against the cruiser, remembering why you were there before straightening up. 
“I’m fine?” He replied, a smirk on his face and eyes thoroughly amused. Sure, he had been flirted with on the job before, but not in this situation and most certainly not by someone who took his very breath away. “What can I help you with?”
Right. 
“I— I have a friend back there and she is trying to stop herself from pushing a watermelon-sized human out of a space which is not watermelon sized.” You blushed as if you were in fifth grade and just hearing about the works of childbirth for the first time again. God, why did the first cop that helped her need to be a walking Adonis? A very, very amused Adonis. No way it was legal to wear a uniform that seemed to be ripping at the seams trying to keep muscles on muscles at bay. 
“Jesus.” He swore, looking around and seeing that all of his coworkers were busy. “I— okay, where is she?” 
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You and officer James “Bucky” Barnes, as you learned his name was, jogged back t your parked car, all three teenagers had since piled into the jeep and were trying their very best to quell the pain Maria felt shaking her to her very soul. The tiny kid looked as if he was going to explode if Maria squeezed his hand any tighter. At the sight of you, each teenager relaxed into their seats and smiled at you when you pulled open the passenger side door. 
“Hey, soldier.” You smiled, wiping Maria’s curly bangs from her forehead. She looked up slowly, as if in a daze and offered you a weak smile. 
“Did you know these kids are going to graduate top of their class at Midtown?” She hummed, looking back fondly at them. The pain was making her delirious and you blinked stupidly as you heard Maria’s giggles turn into a low moan of pain. 
“Hey, Maria, shhh. You’re okay, you’re safe.” You pulled her head to rest in the crook of her neck and looked back at Officer Barnes who looked a little too pale to be normal. She clutched your sides, pulling your shirt up to dig her nails into the soft skin of your waist, crying low not the safe crook of your neck. He knew right now really wasn’t the best time, but he’d be damned if the sight of your waist covered in long, dark claw marks make some of the blood drain from his brain to his stomach.  
Once the contraction passed, you pulled her chin so she would look at you and you spoke very slowly. The gentleness and care you showed for the people in your life made Bucky’s heart swell and he had to very much remind himself that he was, in fact, at work.
“This if Officer Barnes. He’s going to take us to the hospital, okay?” You hummed, staking her hair and smiling softly when she leaned into your touch. Seeing this side of Maira was rare, but you were living for every minute of it. 
“M’kay.” You took her hand and helped her down from the car, the teens taking the hint and exiting the car, all but the small boy climbing into the old beater. Maria’s knees buckled once she tried to put weight on them, and Bucky acted swiftly, catching her and stopping her into his arms as if she weren’t a heavily pregnant woman, and, at the very most, just a toddler throwing a tantrum. 
Fuck.
The boy walked to stand next to you as Officer Barnes began walking away, in the same state shock as you were right now. 
“He’s like, a real-life Hollywood superhero, huh?” He muttered, patting you on the shoulder. You nodded before turning to him and wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug. 
“Thank you for everything you’ve done today. You’re a good kid— whoever raised you did a bang-up job.” You smiled, and he flushed bright red, sheepishly looking down at his feet briefly before pulling his phone from his back pocket. 
“I— would it be okay if I gave you my number? I just— I wanna know what happens.” You blinked before a wide smile spread across your face, handing him your own phone and waiting for him to give it back. When he did you looked at the name and smiled. 
“I’m sure she’d love to see the brave young man that held her hand in the freeway, Peter. I’ll be in touch, okay?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
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You had all piled into the cop car quickly, Officer Barnes going to inform his Captain that he was going to take two women to the hospital before helping you both into the hard plastic seats of the back. You buckled Maria in as she went through another contraction and nodded at Officer Barnes that he was good to go. 
“You buckle up, too, Doll. Need you safe.” His gaze through the rearview mirror was intense and he didn’t miss the way you flushed pink at the nickname. He bookmarked that one to use again— there was no way he wouldn’t be seeing you after this day. 
The car pulled out, sirens and lights blaring as Bucky pulled out of the middle of the freeway, engine roaring as he sped his way to the hospital bay doors. Maria's contraction subsided and she slimed over to you, grabbing your hand and intertwining your fingers together. 
“You’re a real life genius, you know that? In another life, I’m pretty sure you were a superhero.” You rolled your eyes at her compliment and physical affection, smiling widely and letting your eyes flicker to the rearview mirror, meeting those same blue, intense eyes once more. He seemed to smile at MAria’s comment, agreeing with her. 
“I cannot wait to tell the little baby that this is how she got her way to the hospital.” You laughed, placing your hand on her belly and rubbing. Maria hummed. 
“She’ll be sick of it by the time we tell it at her graduation.” Maria laughed, and you heard Bucky let out an amused huff of air through his nose. 
“And her wedding.”
“And her wedding.” She replied, eyes welling up with tears. “This is really happening, isn’t it?”
“You’re gonna be a mama.” You whispered, a new kind of excitement in your eyes. 
“And you’re gonna be a godmother.” She replied, the same excitement lacing her tone. Bucky’s heart damn well swelled in the front seat at the interaction. There was a pause before Maria jut her chin in the officer's direction. 
“I’m pretty close to revoking Sam’s title as Godfather and giving it to this guy. He’s the real hero of the day.” She smirked, winking at you and wiggling her eyebrows. 
“I don’t think he or Riley would be too happy about that— you know how much they want a little one in their house.” You laughed, nudging her shoulder but keeping her close. 
“Oh, I’m sure they can wait for the next one. I’m pretty sure I’m in a little bit love with this guy.” Maria smiled at the bashful laugh she pulled from the officer. The warm smile and flustered pink on his cheeks making his hard exterior nothing more than a soft teddy bear. Or a street mutt that everyone adores. 
“Me too.” You agreed quietly, winking at the man and blushing when he wiggled his eyebrows. Before you could get caught in your own feelings once more, Maria began rocking back and forth, breathing heavily and clutching your shoulder tightly as another contraction ripped her in half. 
Bucky pressed his foot harder on the gas. 
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The cop car careened into the ER bay, and a very familiar face runs out, worry deep get in his brow at the sight of two of his closest friends in the back of a cop car. Tony Stark meets the car as it stops, opening the door to see Maria Rambeau keening in pain and you with tired, worried eyes. He nods towards the familiar officer and pulls Maria from the car and into a wheelchair. Bruce runs outside at the sight of two familiar faces and immediately starts asking questions. 
“What the hell happened?” He half-shouts, meeting you and looking back at Maria who is now surrounded but the best team of doctors. Helen Cho breaks through the crowd with a smile and a wink and immediately sweeps her up further into the hospital. 
“She came over and went into labour all over my couch and then we got stuck in traffic and I managed to find this Officer to help us.” You rushed, eyes darting anxiously to see if you could see Maria or Carol or anyone at all. Bruce looks back at Officer Barnes and smiles, jutting out a hand for Barnes to shake. 
“Thank you, Officer. Maria is one of our people, and you helping her and Y/N means more than you know.” Bucky blushed and smiled, stepping away and watching as Bruce turned to walk back into his ER. 
“Thank you, for everything, Officer.” You say, voice quiet. The toll of the day has already made your shoulders slouch and your blinks slow, but you know you have so many more hours to go before baby is here. There was no way that you would be missing your Godbaby’s birth. 
“Bucky. Please, it’s Bucky.” He smiled, leaning casually on his car and crossing his arms. You lick your lips at the sight of the bulging muscles, and he subtly flexes at your reaction to him. 
“You tell all the girls to call you Bucky or somethin’?” You joke, swaying up on your tip toes and back down. 
‘Only the pretty ones who care too much about their pregnant friends screaming in my backseat.” He said, his voice low and rumbly and making your core tighten. You flush and your eyes dart around the ambulance bay nervously before settling back on him. 
“I uh— I should go. Make sure her wife is okay, and everything.” You say, voice sad and regretful and you relish in the way his shoulders drop in disappointment. 
“Yeah, you should. I’ll see you around, though okay?” He asks, watching you start to back away to the sliding doors. You smirk. 
“I’ll drive a little bit faster these days then. Maybe you can give me a ticket or somethin’.” You smile and he threw his head back to let out a roaring laugh that echoes against the buildings around you. God, what you would give to drown in that sound. 
“I’ll be lookin’ forward to it, Doll.” His voice is low and you can feel your face heat up under his intense stare and nickname. 
“Me too, Officer.”
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It’s almost six hours later when Monica Lawson Danvers-Rambeau is brought into the world, Carol on the left side of Maria and you on the right. Monica is six pounds, 9 ounces of pure squealing baby and she is immediately the centre of the group's lives. The first baby to be born in the friend group warrants a few life-altering feelings one would think.  
It’s almost midnight, and you’re curled up in one of the armchairs pressed into the corner by the window, Monica asleep in your arms. Her eyelids flutter with her very first dream and your heart feels like it's going to explode with love when you let one gentle knuckle brush her cheek as light as a feather. You could have stared at her forever, and would have too if it wasn’t for the son knock from the open door only a few feet away. 
Officer Barnes stands there, a grey sweater and dark jeans adorning his body, his hair loose and tucked behind his ears and he has a pair of sunglasses to keep the rest of the strands from falling into his face. There's a large, colourful bouquet of tulips and sunflowers and babies breath in his arms and you nod your head to the table beside the bed holding the sleeping wives. You stand and walk over to him, Monica making a tiny, squeaking noise in your arms before settling back in, nuzzling her face deeper into your chest. Bucky’s heart swells at the sight. 
“How’re you?” He mumbles, eyes never leaving Monica. To think she was inside his car only a few hours ago trying to escape blew his mind. She was so quiet. So peaceful now. 
“I’m the best I’ve been in a long time.” You replied honestly. Life had always given you a rough hand, but this-this made everything worth it. 
“That’s great to hear.” He whispered, leaning against the doorframe. You turn your head to yawn and your eyes look impossibly heavy. 
“This is little Monica. You probably saved her life, you know. You got us here safe and sound. Thank you, Officer Barnes.” You hum, smiling softly, and Bucky can feel his heart rate double in pace. He clenches his jaw nervously before looking at you hopefully. The sight of his puppy dog eyes peeking through his long, dark lashes has your knees weak. 
“What d’you say I wait around for as long as you need and I drive you home. We can stop at some 24-hour diner and get coffee and breakfast— I haven’t eaten in a few hours and I would like to see you some more.”
You sucked in a breath through your nose and let it out of your mouth quickly. God, he really went for the kill, didn’t he? You’d be lying to yourself if you said coffee and a beautiful date didn’t sound like the best thing in the world right now. 
“The nurses are due to check up on us in a few minutes if you want to wait? I don’t wanna just leave them.” You mumble, blushing, nervous gaze softening when you look at the little pink bundle in your arms. 
“She loves you already.” He smiles, gently brushing one long, thick finger over the small tuft of curly hair. She looked so much like her mother. 
You smile up at him— a smile of mischief and confidence. “Well, what’s not to love, huh?”
Buckys eyes flick up to your own and your breath catches at the intensity of his stare. His moist, plump lips are turned into a small smile when he says “I can’t find anything that anyone wouldn’t.”
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taesbetch · 5 years
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02 | Den Of Hybrids
Pairing: BTS  x Reader
Genre: Fluff, Angst
Word Count: 3.5k
Summary: Taking care of six hybrids can be a pain in the ass but when a stray needs y/ns help, y/n brings him home to his new family. Follow Y/n as she tries to help Taehyung (The new hybrid in town) fit in and continue to keep the other six alive along with other troubles that life brings.
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As the hybrids gathered in the lounge to watch re-runs of keeping up with the Kardashians a letter that sat on the counter caught your eye. Its electric blue envelope sent shivers down your spine, the design of it bring back memories of someone you would rather forget.
As you picked it up, the laughs of the hybrids halted as they sensed the change in your demeanour. Reading the letter, you stomach filled with dread. The news the letter presented made you want to vomit in horror.
“what’s wrong?” Namjoon asked worriedly as the seven boys waited for you to explain. Turning around to them you let out a huff of frustration.  
“Aunt May is coming over”
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“Let's just pack up and move” Yoongi suggested as his face showed the disdain that the words aunt may brought.
“aunt may?” taehyung asked in confusion as jungkook whined, clearly upset that she was coming to town. The group's mood was a mixture of sadness and dread, taehyung couldn’t understand what was so bad about the aunt may that had the whole rooms mood dropped in 0.2 seconds.
“She’s y/ns grandmothers’ sister” Namjoon explained to taehyung as he ran a hand through his hair.
“More like the devil! That woman has never had a good intention in her life since y/ns parents passed away she’s been acting like a guardian but all she really wants is the fortune. Old hag” jin exclaimed, his face going red from not taking a breath of air.  
“when is she coming?” hoseok asked.
You scanned the piece of paper again, knowing you saw a date somewhere.
“she’s here in three days” You groaned. You had planned the next three days to a T, you were both busy with your book writing and running your businesses, not to mention the new addition to your crew; you didn’t have the energy for this woman.
“Can’t you just tell her we died in a car crash, so she won’t come to visit us anymore?” Yoongi whined as he folded his arms over his chest. You looked at the group with sympathetic eyes. Your aunt was always so rude to the hybrids, she has been a loud advocate when it came to disapproving getting hybrids. Never once had a nice word came out of that woman's mouth.
“well…anyway, we have a doctor’s appointment to-“ you started but couldn’t finish due the synchronised groaning from the boys.
“looks like this week is going to be a long one” You laughed the boys sighed, the mood grumpy and full of dread.
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Night time fell and as the boys ate dinner you sat in your room finishing up on some work.
“y-y/n”
You looked up and smiled at your eldest bunny, a plate of food in his hand and a soft blush on his cheeks.
“jimin” You smiled as you pushed your laptop to the side, letting jimin sit in front of you “thank you for bringing my dinner” you finished as he placed it on your bedside table.
“of course!” he chirped his ears perked up excitedly.
“How are you doing? Are you feeling a little more comfortable?” you asked as he sat down, his sleeves pulled over his hands as he nervously looked you in the eyes.
He nodded happily his eyes watering a little which instantly had you worried. Before you could ask the nervous hybrid what happened you were engulfed in a tight hug.
“Jimin?” you asked as you hugged him back, the boy was affectionate, but this felt different it felt almost as if he was trying to love you back for all the things you had done for him. The way he held you tightly conveyed his message of never wanting to leave you and it made your heart swoon.
“I love you y/n, thank for looking after Yoongi and I. I know he can be a bit cold…but I know he’s grateful” Jimin confessed as he pulled away from you.
Patting his head, you smiled as his blush deepened to a dark red.
“Hey, I'll read you a bedtime story tonight mkay?” You asked knowing how much he loved being tucked in. A smile reaching his eyes made its way on its face as he did a few fist pumps in the air.
“oh! Can taehyung sleep in my room?” he asked as you grabbed your dinner, ready to dig in.
“well yea I mean If he would like to, I don’t see why not” you answered causing his smile to get bigger than you ever thought it could. You giggled as the boy hoped out, remembering when jimin would shake every time he moved around the house. Though he was still shy you began to see his joyful side and were grateful at his efforts to be a part of the family.
Breathing out you looked over at your work, slamming the computer shut before digging into your meal. You’ll deal with that shit later.
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Even though 10 o clock was around the time everyone actually started going to sleep, you always did your roundly goodnights now, at 9, just because it was more convenient.
Knocking on Namjoons door you waited for him to answer as you looked over to the lounge watching Yoongi and jungkook playing video games.
“Come in!” He replied.
As you opened the door you saw him sitting on the ground and the amount of paper on the floor in front of him. You were incredibly confused, and it showed on your face.
“Hey bud, what’s going on?” you asked, moving into his room and motioning to the mess on the floor. Closing the door, you listened as Namjoon mumbled inaudible words. You sat down next him on the floor as you picked up a single page, looking at the small picture of a female hybrid in a corner.
“well I…you know my heat is next month,” he said softly his eyes avoiding yours.
 “Ohhh, my little namjoon is choosing his mate” you cooed as you gripped him into a hug.
“Y/n! its embarrassing!” he whined as he pushed away from you, his whole face heating up as he hid his face in his hands.
“don’t be embarrassed! it's completely normal. Do you have any front runners you would like to meet?” You asked as you watched him eye a certain profile. The girl seemed to be a lioness, a perfect match for your lion hybrids as they tend to gravitate towards each other. Hybrids weren’t usually bothered with mating with other hybrid types but hybrid types like lions and bears were often a bit to rough to mate with others, thus they liked staying within their own group.
“well…i…her?” he asked as he passed you the girls page. You smiled at how nervous and shy he was, this wasn’t his first time going to the mating centre, or his first time picking a mating partner but every time he seemed to be as nervous as the last.
The mating centre was the best mating service in the country, its quite pricey but its completely worth it. The males get sent profiles of the females, then the males choose who they would like and send a request to meet back to the females. If the female deems the suitable the two will meet and she’ll pick her preferred partner out of the requests she has gotten.
“what if she doesn’t want to meet me? What if no female wants to meet me?” he asked, his eyes full of worry as he ran a hand through his hair.
Even though the system of picking could end in a broken-hearted male who has been rejected by all, the situation has never occurred. You didn’t know how they did it, but the centre had a way of making sure everyone was paired.
“Namjoon, you know that’s not gonna happen and if she doesn’t want to meet, you’ll we’ll find another one! You’ve got a month bud” You answered as he pouted.
“I know…here, if she doesn’t answer maybe these girls” He said as he gave you a small list of profiles all the girls staying within the cat family.
“and who knows! Maybe one of these girls could be your forever mate!” you chirped as you patted his shoulder.
“Maybe…goodnight y/n” He said before giving you a hug.
Leaving Namjoons room you moved to jungkook and Yoongi, getting ready to rip them a new asshole for having the t.v too loud.
“Hey! Turn that shit down, you know the rules!” You shouted as you pulled the most serious face you could.
Jungkook groaned before turning it down, his ears flopping down as you mumbled angrily.
“Y/nnnn don’t be mad” he whined as you placed your hands on your hips.
“jungkook you know you aren't supposed to be playing video games this late – your bunny senses will be stimulated and it will-“ you started only to be cut off.
“it will mess with my human ones yes yes I knowww, I'm sorry! I'm going to bed right now!” he exclaimed as he rose from the couch storming past you to go up to his bedroom.
“fine, goodnight” you shrugged, knowing there was no way that baby bunny was going to bed without his hug.
“Goodnight Yoongi” You smiled cheekily as you shuffled towards him, your arms open hoping he might hug you first, instead he just shrivelled back in disgust. You paused for a minute wondering if you should continue your mission. Dropping your arms, you pouted before starting to walk away.
“goodnight y/n” He mumbled back, even though it was quiet it still put a smile on your face.
Hoseok room door was slightly open when you approached it, knocking you heard the scrambling of items as he let out a worried squeak.
“Hoseok? You okay?” you asked as you slowly opened the door. You gasped as you saw the absolute mess of his room. His bed was broken, his table was flipped up side down, there was chlothes everywhere.
“OH MY GOD. JUNG HOSEOK, WHAT IN THE BLOODY FUCK!” you yelled as you examined all the wreckage he had made.
“I can explain!!” He yelled back as he waved his hands panicking
“Did you shift? I TOLD YOU TO GO OUTSIDE AND SHIFT EARLIER!”
“IM SORRY!! I DIDN’T LISTEN WHEN YOU TOLD ME TOO”
You looked at him in disbelief. Shaking your head, you let out a sigh before glaring at him.
“fine. You’re an adult, you can handle this” you said signalling to the room. “goodnight my sweet angel who will now forever listen to me” You added with a sinister smile as you left his room.
“Do I not get a hug!?!” he yelled as you walked away.
You groaned as you thought about having to deal with that knowing that the horse hybrid would not be able to deal with it himself, trying to shake of the thought of having to clean and rebuy you decided now would be a perfect time to read a bedtime story.
Laughter was erupting from jimin’s room. As you opened the door you watched as taehyung and jimin smiled at you in sync, the two of them clearly becoming very close friends.
“Whose ready for a story?” you asked as you slid in and closed the door. The two perked up excitedly before running towards jimin’s bed. You smiled as you opened jimin’s cabinet full of stories, some were proper books and others were targeted towards kids.
“okay bud, wanna read your favourite?” you asked as the two-left room for you in the middle. Jimin nodded his head as taehyung looked between you in anticipation.
Placing Namjoon files on top of jimin’s cabinet you took the book and climbed in between the two hybrids. Watching as taehyung copied jimin’s every action. After a while of reading the book you noticed jimin nudging your shoulder as he lay his head on your stomach asking for pats.
Scratching jimin’s ear you watched as taehyung looked at him in amazement.
“what’s he doing” Taehyung asked as he looked on in amazement.
“he’s purring” you answered as you continued jimin’s petting, his purring getting more intense.
“p-purring?” Taehyung asked, his face contorted into confusion.
“yea you know, when you get pet don’t you purr?” You asked as you closed the book, knowing that jimin would be falling asleep by now.
“w-well I’ve never been pet before” He answered quietly, his eyes locked on his hands as he played with them nervously. You looked at him in shock. A hybrid that’s never been pet before! Absurd! That was true torture.
“would you like to be pet, I promise ill be gentle” you suggested as his eyes flicked back to your hand in jimin’s hair. taehyung looked at you nervously before nodding his head, placing it on your stomach like jimin’s was.
You started slowly by caressing the top of his head, once you felt that he was comfortable you softly played with his ears causing a soft wine to come from his mouth as he nuzzled his head into your stomach.
Trying not giggle at his way of asking for more you started petting him like you would any of your other hybrids. As he started purring you tried your best not to swoon. Here were two of your newest hybrids, purring together. Letting them both drift of to dream land you tried your hardest to move the two too their pillows without awaking them.
A sign of trust was how nonchalant they were about you touching them in their sleep. Usually hybrids are always on alert so for them both to have their guard down around you was heart-warming.
Just as you managed to scoot of the bed, their sleep was interrupted by the abrupt opening of jimins door.
“Y/N I WANT MY HUG!” jungkook yelled.
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The doctors was never a fun place to be. Every time you went the boy’s patience seemed to last less then the time previous.
“Y/n he finished my check up, can’t I go with Namjoon and Yoongi to the park!” Hoseok pleaded
“I don’t know, what if something happens and I’m not there” You said as hoseok finished his check up and jungkook went into the examination room for his.
“We’ll be careful!” Jin added as he pulled the best puppy dog face he could muster.
You sighed as the silence of the conversation left you hearing the voices of other people in the room.
“okay but wait for jungkook, I’ll send Yoongi and jimin once there done then taehyung and I will meet you there” You answered slowly.
The boys excitedly talked amongst themselves as you continued to comfort jimin.
“Honey, your brothers are coming out alive and well. Its gonna be okay, they are all really nice people” You said as you stroked his back, watching him shake anxiously.
“Jimin, ill even let you have my grey hoodie afterwards, you love that thing” Jin encouraged as everyone looked at the boy worriedly. You looked over at yoongi who also watched the ground nervously, trying to keep his body faced away from you.
“Yoongi are you okay? Is there something you two aren’t telling me?” you asked softly.
Jimins eyes scanned the place before he whimpered, tucking his head in your shoulder as he cried.
“are you gonna leave us here?” he cried, shocking not only you put the other hybrids as well.
“What?! Leave you here? Of course not, I would never” you answered as you hugged your bunny tightly. “was…was a doctors office where you were left last time?” you asked, the two of them nodding their heads sadly.
You sighed as you stroked jimins face, looking at yoongi sympathetically.
“I know! Ill go in with you both. Owners aren’t allowed in but other hybrids are! I’ve been with y/n since she was a baby so if that doesn’t put you at ease then I don’t know what will, this place is the best doctor’s office in town. Not gonna lie, I hate it too but its better than any other ones” Namjoon exclaimed.
You smiled at you leader lion, he always knew exactly how to take care of the other boys.
“How does that sound?” You asked as yoongi scooted closer to jimin, giving you a glance as he nodded his head.
“if Namjoon comes with us then…I’ll feel a lot better” jimin answered.
“then its settled, when they call you, all of you go up, Namjoon will know what to do” You said smiling at the three. As jungkook walked out and jimin was called you watched as the group dispersed. Jin, hoseok and jungkook off to go to the park; and the others going for their check-up.
You looked over at taehyung as he moved up to sit with you, no longer blocked by the elder boys.
“So what check-ups am I doing today?” He asked you.
“the doctor just wants to look at your previous records so we can see what type we’ll have to do, then we're gonna have to come back and do all of this unfortunately,” you said talking about what the others are doing.
Taehyung sighed as he placed his back against the chair rest.
“jin said we get ice cream after this” he stated as he looked at you for confirmation.
You were about to answer when you saw the familiar doctor exit his room, looking around for you and the name on his sheet he had never seen before.
“ah y/n!” he called. You and taehyung got up and moved towards him. Dr kai was the nicest doctor you’ve ever met. He took very good care of your hybrids and you knew he’d take good care of taehyung.
“this must be taehyung” He smiled as the two of you walked past him and into his office.
“Nice to meet you, I’m dr kai and I look after your brothers, so if you have any concerns about me you can talk to them, they’ve been dealing with me for years” He laughed. As he tapped away on his computer the two of you stayed silent. taehyung’s eyes were wide as he looked around the room, noticing how posh everything was.
“wow…okay” he whispered causing you to perk up.
“Taehyung…you’ve had a rough childhood I see. A lot of broken bones, some that were left a little too long. Suppressants for your heat – a lot of medication” He said as he looked at the boy suspiciously. Taehyung gulped as he shot you a worried look.
You were shocked to hear these things from the doctor. A hybrid child needs to be taken care of, they are extremely vulnerable to accidents and growing up with hybrid specialties is a challenge. Heat suppressants made you sick, it wasn’t natural and fought their instincts, the medication often made them sick and weak and the whole thing was only invented because owners can't be bothered to support their hybrids cycle.
“It seems as though you’ve never had a full heat cycle” he stated as he started writing down some notes.
You looked at taehyung shocked as he looked at the ground in embarrassment. You pouted before stroking his head supportively.
“well, it looks like a lot of problems caused by a bad owner are occurring here. Luckily it doesn’t look like too many physical impacts are going to have a permeant effect. y/n if you give him some hybrid vitamin A every day for the next three weeks it should help out with his energy levels as coming off heat suppressants can be quite challenging and…maybe get him some therapy…physical impacts are temporary, but the mental impact will affect his daily life. We’ll need to do a full body examination and most likely a blood test” He stated as he printed out medicine scripts
You nodded your head as you took in everything the doctor had told you.
“Ill be back I’m just going to send this through to the pharmacy” He stated as he got up and left.
The room was filled with silence as you waited for taehyung to say something.
“were you…abused? I mean maybe it was naïve of me to assume that you were just neglected” you sighed as you stroked his head some more, feeling horrible for anything he had endured.
“Do…I have to get therapy? I-I don’t really want to” he said softly as he played with his hands.
“well your gonna have to talk to someone about this, otherwise how are you going to progress in life?” You asked as he sighed knowing that you were right.
“well…what about you?” he asked as he looked at you with watery eyes.
“Do you wanna tell me about it?” you answered as you dropped your hand from his head. Even though you couldn’t give him the life advice a professional could you knew that you could provide closure and if that was all he wanted, then that was fine.
“i…I think I do”
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I Took the Stars from My Eyes
...and then I made a map And I knew that somehow, I would find my way back...
Thanks to the brilliant @monsterunderthefedora​ for writing a couple of fics for my Timeloop AU, they inspired me to actually contribute more to my own AU lmfao so. Here I am c: (And thanks AGAIN for the awesome fics, bruh!! I really really appreciate and treasure and love them with all my heart so. You could say this is my return gift to you ^^)
Also I’m gonna put this up on Archive and FFNet in a bit, so please keep an eye out for it over there too! (It’ll be under the user Shima2112, just an FYI!)
As usual I’m a little shit who sucks at keeping things short so. You’re welcome, I guess. This is 4k words. Kill me now. Also hey, if you have no idea what the heck is going on in this fic, check out my Timeloop AU tag on this blog! Things will make a little bit more sense. Though I do sum it up pretty well in the fic too, your choice.
And, a brief summary: "Stop, s-stop it, please," Michael begs, crying heavily. "There's no point, Jer—you can't save me! Just leave me here. It's okay." "Shut the fuck up," Jeremy snaps, furious. "Don't ever talk like that. We're going to make it through this. And when we do, I'm going to kiss the hell out of you, Michael Mell." That's what does it. Michael's cheeks immediately flush with a bright pink color, enough to touch the tips of his ears. "Wh-what?" "One, two, three, go!"
This is based off the conversation I had with @monsterunderthefedora​ earlier over IM. I suggested a little something, and now I’ve gone and written about it...from my perspective of things! I hope you guys enjoy! And please don’t hate me for doing this to Michael //throws confetti
Footsteps thud loudly against the floor. Gasps heave out of his throat as he runs, breathless. The only reassuring thought he has is that his best friend is close behind, right at his heels. Having him here is more reassuring than anything.
"How much further?!"
"Down the hall, to the left! It's just outside the corridor!"
Jeremy finally skids around the corner, almost colliding into Chloe's back. Michael manages to stop right next to him, looking visibly shaken, his favorite hoodie drenched in sweat, blood and dirt. Jeremy is sure he looks equally as awful, if not worse. The circles under his eyes are the result of countless time loops before this, loops of running into dead ends, shattering windows and hungry flames devouring them all alive.
He's lost count of how many times he's been here, at Jake's house on the night of Halloween. The party had begun smoothly; it always does, but what soon comes to follow has caused him to relive the night over and over, stuck on repeat.
Most of the time, Rich is the cause of the fire. Sometimes, he isn't. But either way, it's a fated event. Something that always happens, no matter what the circumstance, even if Jeremy tries to prevent it from even starting. By now he's learned to stop wasting time worrying about when the fire is going to start, and more on how to get everyone out safely.
He hasn't succeeded with that. Yet. Hence why he's gone through so many timelines.
He should feel blessed that he's been given a second chance to save his friends from a burning doom—and a third chance, and a fourth, and a fifth, and all the way up until now. But he's sick of this, sick of seeing them die, sick of hearing them cry out for help or sacrifice themselves for somebody else.
He just wants to go home. Maybe curl up in bed with Michael and bury his nose into that faded red hoodie.
He's come to understand, over many time loops and endless conversations with his other half, that he is hopelessly and absolutely in love with Michael Mell. However, in the midst of all of this insanity, he hasn't really been in the mood to confess his feelings. It's always too hectic to say the words, too crazy and chaotic. It's never been a good time.
"What are you standing there for?! We have to keep moving!" He snaps, giving Chloe a shove.
The girl stumbles forward and swears at him. Well, at least that tactic worked. He's not here to babysit these guys; he tried that once already and it didn't end well. Knives got involved. Don't ask him how, he doesn't like remembering.
Suddenly the house lets out a horrible groaning sound, as loud as a freight train. Jeremy's eyes dart around in fear, looking for the source of the noise. What now? He can't remember what happens next, he's gone through this too many times to keep track. Events change in every timeline, leading to an infinite amount of possibilities of the ways the house can kill them.
"Shit!"
The cry comes from Michael, who is staring at the ceiling, mouth taut.
Jeremy doesn't have time to respond as the teen suddenly shoots towards him.
"Jeremy, look out!"
He feels a weight slam into his side, sending him sprawling across the floor. An enormous crash sounds from the ceiling, and he watches in horror as it collapses on top of Michael, showering him in wooden debris and bits of furniture from upstairs.
"Michael! No!" He shrieks, his voice cracking in the middle.
Immediately he's on his feet again, throwing apart pieces of wood and broken glass.
"Oh fuck," Rich breathes from several paces in front of him. The rest of the group turn around and race over to help, digging through the remains of the ceiling.
"Michael!" Jeremy cries out, shaking. "Michael, Michael, answer me! Michael!"
This can't be happening. He doesn't want to start over again. He doesn't want to rewind time and reset it all again!
"Jeremy, over here!"
He kicks up dirt as he goes, scrambling over to Brooke. She has uncovered a portion of the wreckage, revealing a red piece of clothing decorated with dust.
"Michael!" He screams, giving all he has to clear the rest of it away. Christine and Jake lean over to help, tossing broken pieces of houseware over their shoulders.
Finally a face appears amongst the mess, and Jeremy chokes on a gasp.
"M!"
Within moments he's in the taller boy's arms, his head cradled against Jeremy's chest.
"Michael," Jeremy whispers, rubbing dirt off his cheek with a sleeve. Probably not that affective since Jeremy's shirt is also covered in grime.
"...He's not answering," Jenna whimpers, shaking.
"Michael." The brunette tries again, withholding a sob. "Hey, c-come on, you knucklehead. Wake up. We gotta go."
"Jeremy..." Christine reaches out to him, her eyes full of sadness.
"No, no, no," Jeremy slaps her hand away, shaking his head. "He's fine. He's okay. He—he has to be..."
"Come on, you guys." Rich beckons them all away, to give them a little privacy. The others stand up and follow, silent and melancholy.
"Michael," Jeremy cries, shaking his friend. "Michael, Michael, wake up. I need you, M. I need my player one, come on, please..."
He lowers his head until it's resting on Michael's chest, bawling. It can't be over already. Not like this. How many times has it been, now? How many times has he seen Michael die like this?
Suddenly Michael's chest moves, slowly but surely. His breathing makes Jeremy's head go up and down. And then, like a miracle, he releases a quiet cough.
Jeremy shoots up, eyes wide.
"Michael?!"
"Ugh," Michael groans, his voice a low croak.
The brunette releases a yell of joy and tackles his friend, squeezing him tightly. His call alerts the rest of the gang, who come rushing over.
"Ohhh, Michael! Thank god! You scared the absolute shit out of me!"
"S'rry," comes a mumbled response. Jeremy looks up to see the shorter boy shooting him a crooked grin, his eyes-half lidded.
"Never do anything like that ever again, you asshole," he demands, reaching up to pinch Michael's cheeks playfully.
"Yeah, yeah...”
Jeremy sits up and helps Michael do the same, watching warily as he looks around, disoriented. There's something wrong with the way his eyes wander, almost lost, and there is a weird sense of panic emanating from him. But there isn't time to think about that, they have to get moving. So Jeremy hurries on to the more important questions.
"Are you okay? Is anything broken?"
Michael's eyebrows draw together and he slowly starts wiggling parts of his body cautiously. Finally he puffs out a breath, sounding a bit wheezy.
"No, don' think so," he manages to mumble, wincing. "'M definitely bruised though. And I hit my head real hard."
Jeremy frowns and brushes his hand against Michael's temple, making a noise of concern when something sticky and warm coats his fingers.
"You're bleeding," he observes, leaning over to inspect the damage better. It looks like there's a lot of blood, but Michael is awake and coherent, so it can't be that bad, right? He desperately hopes so.
"Jeremy, we gotta go," Brooke pleads, her eyes wide and her hair frazzled as she peers around anxiously.
"Right, okay," he nods, moving to help Michael stand. Rich comes over to assist, and both of them manage to stand the shaky boy up on his feet. The injured teen groans but steadies himself, shaking the dizziness off.
"You okay, M?" Jeremy murmurs, wrapping an arm around his best friend's shoulder for support as the group finally starts to move. Embers lick at their feet as they stumble amongst the debris of the fallen ceiling, looking for the next closest exit.
"Uhh," Michael swallows, his fingers clamping tightly down on Jeremy's shoulder. Terror flashes across his face for a split second and then he's grinning, albeit with a grimace. "Y-yeah. Just hurts a lil'. I'm fine."
Jeremy notices the slur in his words and chews his lip. Clearly he isn't as fine as he says, if the glazed look in his eyes have anything to do with it. But they don't have time to worry about that—they can fret over Michael once they're out. Or, if something happens and Jeremy's forced to reset the timeline again, there's no need to worry at all. He really hopes it doesn't come to that, though, even though that's the most probable outcome, as usual.
"Jeremy!"
Jeremy hurries his pace, Michael barely managing to keep up with him, and pales when he realizes that half of the floor is gone. The others are looking at him worriedly, their bodies slack with exhaustion, their eyes full of despair. They look about ready to give up.
But he isn't going to let that happen. They've come this far, they can make it this time! He's sure of it.
"We'll jump across," he says firmly, determined. "Jake, can you see a solid place to land that won't collapse?"
Jake looks somewhat surprised at being addressed, but he takes a moment to look across the gap and nod.
"Yeah. See that stretch of tile over there? That should be enough to hold us."
"Okay, good," Jeremy releases Michael after making sure he can stand on his own, and then walks to the edge of the chasm in the floor. Below is a sea of swirling flames, a death sentence to anyone who'd fall in. He gulps and starts to hype himself up. If he hesitates, even for a second, it's the end.
"I need one of you to jump over first," he turns to Jake and Rich, and almost laughs at the way they look terrified. If the situation were any different, he probably would laugh.
"Come on," the brunette urges, beckoning them forward. "One of you needs to get over there first to catch the rest of us."
"Why don't you do it?" Rich mumbles weakly.
"Do I look strong enough to catch you?" Jeremy deadpans, holding out his sorry excuse for arms. They look more like pool noodles, if he's being honest.
"Yeah, alright, I'll go," Jake sighs, his shoulders tending up.
Christine almost steps forward to grab his arm, but she holds herself back, waiting.
"C-can you make it?!" Chloe squeaks, chewing on her fingernails as she stands close to Brooke. Jenna is behind her, shockingly silent for once. She looks tired.
Jake shoots her a cocky smile, but it's half-hearted at best. "Course I can. Just watch."
"Be careful," Brooke whispers, trembling.
Jake nods and blows out an exhale. Then, he backs up, crouching low. Jeremy holds his breath.
Jake darts forward and leaps, flying across the gap. For a moment it looks like he's going to fall, but he clears the space easily, landing several feet beyond the edge of the hole. He holds himself still for a couple seconds, and then he straightens out, all of the tension in his muscles dissolving.
He turns around and gives the group a large, shaky grin. His face is white as a sheet.
"Made it!" He calls over.
"Okay, who's next?"
Jeremy looks at the rest of the group, and they all avoid his eyes, fear clearly written across their faces. He sighs and rubs his temples. He can understand how frightened they are, but now really isn't the time to be hesitant. They don't exactly have all the time in the world to stand here deciding whether to jump or not. The flames devour the walls around them, threatening to bring the whole house down, and if they don't go now they'll be caught in it. Michael had almost been taken out by the house before.
"Come on, you guys. The hardest part is over. Jake's over there to catch you. Unless you'd rather turn around?" He knows he shouldn't be so harsh, but if this is the only way to snap them to attention he will.
Christine takes a brave step forward but before she can get far Chloe pushes her out of the way, her heels clicking across the floor. She looks absolutely terrified, but she tries to hide it with a fierce expression.
"You'd better catch me, Jake!" She shouts, her hands shaking at her sides.
"I will," Jake says honestly.
Seeing that he's being genuine, Chloe takes a deep breath. Brooke covers her eyes, whispering, "I can't look," and Jenna shifts her feet from side to side, visibly anxious.
Chloe jumps, a frightened scream tearing out of her throat. Jake lunges forward and snatches her out of the air, his arms wrapping firmly around her waist.
They stand there awkwardly for a moment before he sets her down, eyes full of relief. Chloe throws her head up and huffs, announcing, "That was so easy!" But it isn't difficult to see just how scared she was as she distances herself from the hole, not wanting to be near it.
"I'll head over next," Rich says, and Jeremy nods.
The rest of them watch nervously as he makes his leap across the gap, skidding to a stop on the other side. He gives them a thumbs up, mouth stretched wide in a grin.
"Okay, Brooke, your turn," Jeremy coaxes her gently, his eyes flickering to the oncoming wall of fire behind them. "Hurry, now."
Brooke stays in place and shakes her head, tears gathering in her eyes. "I can't. I'm too scared!"
"Hey, hey," Jeremy places a comforting hand on her shoulder, trying to seem reassuring.
"It's gonna be just fine, Brooke. They won't let you fall. They'll catch you."
The blonde sobs and buries her head in her hands, trembling. "B-but what if I do fall? What if—"
"Just don't think about it." He says firmly, cutting her off. "Run and jump. Don't even think about the "what ifs". If you do, you'll just psyche yourself out."
She peers at him through the gaps in her fingers, sniffling.
"Will you help me?"
He nods, his hand sliding down to her back to guide her forward. "Yeah. I'll be right here, okay?"
Brooke rubs her arms and gazes across the pit, managing a nervous smile at Chloe, who waves at her from the other side.
"That's it. You can do it. Alright, on the count of three. One...two...three...jump!"
Brooke springs into the air, soaring across. Her hair whips wildly out behind her. Simultaneously Rich and Jake reach out to catch her. A horrible second passes and Jeremy's stomach clenches, watching as Brooke falls closer to the edge...
The boys both grab an arm and haul her up, and she embraces them both, crying. Jeremy breathes out a sigh of relief. Now there's only four of them left, and time isn't really on their side at the moment. The fire is fast approaching, creeping slowly across the wooden floorboards, mere yards away from Michael's back.
Jenna goes next, and it's so strange not to see her upbeat and hyper as she usually is. Her face is solemn as she locks eyes with the others from far away. She pumps herself up before taking flight, landing safely on the opposite end.
Jeremy turns to Christine, who gives him a silent nod. It seems she has readied herself while the others were traveling over to the other side. She makes it over in one piece as well, almost tripping as she touches down on the floor.
"Okay, Michael," Jeremy hurries over to his friend, who is staring blankly ahead, his vision unfocused.
Jeremy notices this and regards him worriedly. "Michael?"
"Hmm?" Michael tilts his head towards the taller teen, and his eyes seem to look right through him.
"Are you okay? You look really spaced out," Jeremy whispers, even though he knows the others are too far away to hear.
The bespectacled boy nods slowly, biting his lip. "Mm. Yeah. Jus'...still a lil' out of it, I think."
"Shit, how hard did you hit your head?"
And Jeremy reaches over and smooths Michael's bangs back, flaring in alarm when he realizes the other teen is very, very warm.
"Jer," Michael murmurs, searching for his sleeve. Once he finds it he grabs on, fingers clenching. "Jer, I don' feel so good."
For some reason, hearing this makes Jeremy want to cry. "I—I know, M. Just...just a little longer, okay? Once we get out of here we'll get you checked out. As soon as we make it over this hole—"
Michael shakes his head, preventing him from finishing. He has a look of sad acceptance on his face, his hand falling to his side.
"You go on without me, Jer. I don' think 'm gonna make it."
Fear shoots up Jeremy's spine like lightning, and suddenly he can't breathe—and that's not because of the choking smoke in the air. He releases a pathetic whimper and latches on to Michael's arm, tugging him along.
"No, no, don't say that, Michael," he whines, pulling him away from the oncoming fire.
"We—we have to make it out. We're going, we're going together."
Michael halts, gently moving his arm out of the brunette's grip.
"This's it for me," he continues softly, as if he's trying to soothe Jeremy. "You'll havta beat the game without me, J."
"No!" Jeremy shouts, tears already beginning to slide down his cheeks, making tracks through the dirt on his face.
"I'm not leaving without you! I won't do it!"
"Please, just go. There's no time—"
"Shut up! Shut up, shut up, you're coming with me and that's final! Don't you dare—" He heaves out a sob, voice breaking. "D-don't you dare give up, M-Michael. Don't you d-dare leave me again..."
Michael regards him sadly, tears clinging to his own eyelashes.
"Just...just c-come on. Why can't you do it? You can jump, r-right? Or is there something wrong with your legs...?" At this, the boy in the red hoodie glances away, looking pale.
And then it hits him.
"No...no way," he mutters, backing away. He tosses his head from side to side, clenching his teeth.
"No way...no...! No, that can't be—!"
"That's why I can't go," Michael admits, his voice more small and timid than Jeremy has ever heard it before.
The way his eyes look so lost and distant, the way they can't focus on anything, even the way he stumbled through the house, holding onto Jeremy's arm for support.
He's blind.
The impact from the ceiling falling on top of him had taken its toll. Severe head trauma, combined with a limited amount of oxygen—yes, that was enough to rob somebody of their sight and render them helpless. Jeremy had no idea if it was permanent or only temporary, but it was enough. Enough to prevent Michael from escaping. Enough to make Jeremy have to rewind time again...
No. No. I won't. I won't restart, not this time!
"We're going," he says firmly, looping his arm around Michael's. The other boy's face becomes panic-stricken.
"Wh...what are you doing?! Are you insane?!"
"Yes," Jeremy responds without any hesitation. He's been through so many time loops now, he'd honestly be more surprised if he was still sane. "I'm getting you over there even if it means I kill myself in the process."
And it's these words that make Michael start to struggle, batting his free hand against him in an attempt to break free.
"No! Let me go! Jeremy—you'll die!"
"We won't know until we try! And I'd rather die trying than give up and be burned to death." He hisses severely, backing up. They're going to have to make a run for it. Luckily the path ahead of them is clear of any debris, so Michael doesn't have to worry about tripping on something he can't see.
"Stop, s-stop it, please," Michael begs, crying heavily. "There's no point, Jer—you can't save me! Just leave me here. It's okay."
"Shut the fuck up," Jeremy snaps, furious. "Don't ever talk like that. We're going to make it through this. And when we do, I'm going to kiss the hell out of you, Michael Mell."
That's what does it. Michael's cheeks immediately flush with a bright pink color, enough to touch the tips of his ears.
"Wh-what?"
"One, two, three, go!"
With his shout the two of them dash forward, putting all they have into their legs. Michael lets out a terrified wail, and then they're airborne, weightless. Jeremy can feel the intensity of the heat right below him, can feel the flames touching the soles of his sneakers—he can hear Michael yelling from next to him, his arm holding him so tightly that he can feel his bones creaking—he sees the other end of the floor, rapidly approaching, sees Rich and Jake and Jenna as well hold their arms out wide.
He and Michael crash headfirst into the three of them, and it's enough to make them topple over in a heap. Christine, Brooke and Chloe gather around them, shrieking worriedly, and help them to their feet.
"Jesus Christ, Jeremy, that was the craziest shit I've ever seen you do," Jake gasps, standing up with Jenna's assistance.
"Why the hell did you two jump at the same time?!" Chloe exclaims, looking more scared than angry.
But Jeremy pays them no mind. Instead he rolls over and flops on top of Michael, whose sightless gaze is fixed on the ceiling. He seems to be in shock, and a little winded.
"I told you we'd make it," Jeremy murmurs, and then he kisses him fully on the mouth.
Gasps erupt from the other members of the group, and he's almost sure he can hear the sound of a camera shutter going off in the background. He's too far gone to really care, lost in the scent of his favorite person, even though it's masked by smoke and dust and burnt wood.
It takes a moment, but Michael finally responds, groaning happily into Jeremy's mouth. Even though their world as they know it is falling apart at the seams, even though the roof might crash on their heads at any moment—they drown in each other, teeth clacking, tongues tussling. It's messy and it's sweet and in the midst of all this chaos it's the most wonderful thing in existence.
Eventually the boys break away, completely breathless. However they look livelier than they have in a forever, across countless time loops. Jeremy has never felt more alive than he does right now.
They stagger to their feet, dizzy, elated. The remainder of the teens' expressions show something Jeremy hasn't seen in a while: happiness. And hope, too. And maybe a bit of amusement as well.
"That was hot," Brooke comments offhandedly, squealing when Chloe elbows her in the side.
"Well..."
Christine smiles and starts to walk ahead, being careful of the hanging wood up above. The rest of them chuckle and start to follow her, picking their way through the mess.
"Hold my hand," Jeremy whispers, reaching over to interlock his fingers with Michael's. The other boy squeezes his hand, his expression showing nothing but utmost love and trust. Jeremy is his guide now, his escape, his sight, his freedom.
"Don't let go. Stay with me."
They follow the gang further into the smog. Their future is so uncertain. They may not even get to see the light of day. They might have to start all over from the beginning, in a new timeline. And if they do make it out, Michael might stay blind forever. But for now, they hold on to each other, and they will for their hope and their love to carry on into the future—whether it be their own, or them from another time—and take a step forward.
"Always."
Da da daaaaah, and that’s the end!!
I hope you all enjoyed that angsty fluffy sappy mess! It was fun to write~
Also, a couple of things:
*Jake’s house is three stories. I figure he probably has rich parents. Or, ya know, HAD. So in this fic they’re on the ground floor--so it’s possible for the ceiling to cave in and the floor to collapse as well. Just to clear that up if it was confusing!
*I have NO IDEA about blindness and if it can really be caused by a ceiling falling on your head. I’m sure it would hurt though. I did a little research and it is possible to go blind from a severe head injury. Combined with all the smoke Michael had been inhaling, he lost a lot of oxygen, so it’s probably possible an accident like that and the oxygen deprivation could take away his sight, even temporarily. But don’t quote me on that. It’s fiction, I’m allowed to bend the rules a little, right?
*I have a lot more ideas for this AU I might write in the future, who knows. But...if you guys are interested, and if you want to come and talk to me about your own ideas--please do! The possibilities of what could happen in all the different timelines are endless, so come and suggest stuff! I’m totally open to chatting about all the different tragedies these kids could go through--//shot (And hell, I already have such awesome support already, from the person who wrote me short fics about this AU--which are also under my Timeloop AU tag here, so please be sure to read them they’re so awesome!!)
Okey thank you for your time, have a great day, I hope I didn’t completely destroy your hearts and souls with this. IT HAD A HAPPY ENDING. I have a legit excuse hhh
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medicatemedrmccoy · 7 years
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Holy Survey Batman
I was tagged by @outside-the-government  (*shakes fist* haha j/k <333 )
Tagging: I haven’t kept up with who has and hasn’t been tagged. If anyone wants to, feel free and tag me :D
Keep reading tag because fuck, 85 questions, good lord.
1. Drink? Red diamond tea at work, homemade at home with a smattering of water here and there
2. Phone Call? My last phone call or who I call the most?  Hang on let me dust off my recent calls list. Oh, right, no one, because even my mother knows to send me a FB message at the least if she wants to get ahold of me. Phone calls are the devil.
3. Texting? Oh lord, I have a ton. The bff, my mom, my dad, handfuls of random friends at any given time, coworkers, boss, will include tumblr messaging - same thing, @imoutofmyvulcanmind @bkwrm523 @arrowsshootyouforwards all day everyday<33 . I like to chit chat, can you tell? xD
4. Last song you listened to? I’m weird, I had It Ain’t Me - Kygo & Selena Gomez playing on my phone and had Just Like Fire - P!nk on my laptop.
5. Last time you cried? About a month or so ago after some bad news
6. Dated someone twice? Oh yeah, I should have saw all the warning signs way back when.
7. Kissed someone and regretted it? Yes, god so much
8. Been cheated on? Yes, it fucking sucks. Do everyone a favor and end the relationship first if you’re even thinking about cheating.
9. Lost someone special? Yes
10. Been depressed? Quite frequently
11. Gotten drunk and thrown up? Hahahaha oh god yes, but that’s a story for another time kiddos
Favorite Colors
12. Blue
13. Purple
14. Grey
In the last year have you…
15. Made new friends? *gestures to all of Tumblr* All of you lovely people, and quite a few local ones.
16. Fallen out of love? Oh hell to the yes.
17. Laughed until you cried? Ahhh earlier today, but that’s also another story for a different time
18. Found out someone was talking about you? Uhhm, nope? Because I will talk shit about me right along with you haha
19. Met someone who changed you? I don’t think I’d use changed, as much as I would say someone who helped me get back to some semblance of the person who I used to be
20. Found out who your friends are? Hahahahaha oh yes. Let’s just say I had to make all new ones, from the ground up.
21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list? Yup.
22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know irl? The majority of them but I have a few close internet friends that I have on there.
23. Do you have any pets? I wish :(
24. Do you want to change your name? Yes
25. What did you do for your last birthday? Sat in my house quietly and waited for it to pass.
26. What time did you wake up? 5:30am almost everyday I cry. My brain thinks I like to be up at that time most days. Sometimes earlier
27. What were you doing at midnight last night? Cruising reddit, or playing a game/reading most likely
28. Name something you can’t wait for: Summer to be over. Is 121F even sustainable for life? Someone send us some cool air.
29. When was the last time you saw your mom? Sunday
What happened to 30?
31. What are you listening to right now? The AC chugging along, trying to keep up with this heat and The Sun Will Rise - Kelly Clarkson
32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom? I probably have in all reality, but I can’t think of any off the top of my head so I’m going to say, no.
33. Something that is getting on your nerves? The fact that I bought this house brand new barely a year ago, and its fucking falling apart already it seems xD, the cost of buying a car tag/plate, this fucking heat, work, ect
34. Most visited website? Aside from Tumblr? Probablyyyyy Reddit
35. Hair color. Darkish brown
36. Long or short hair? Short, short, super short!
37. Do you have a crush on someone? Nah, ain’t got time for that nonsense.
38. What do you like about yourself? Uhhhh, fuck, can I phone a friend?
39. Piercings? Just one in each ear. I am not very exciting, Im sorry.
40. Blood type? AB+, iirc
41. Nickname? Kat, kitten, neko, gato and basically anything else anyone comes up with
42. Relationship status? siiinngglee but I’m taking applications
43. Zodiac? Virgo/Libra cusp
44: Pronouns: She/Her.
45. Favorite TV Show: Oh geez. Maybe Game of Thrones? Walking dead? Supernatural(although not so much as of late) Its really hard to choose :(
46. Tattoos? Nope, although I do want one
47. Right or left handed? Right.
48. Surgery? Oh lord, uh I fell through a window when I was like 4, so that was pretty extensive surgery on my hand and foot, still have the scars, drunk driving accident when I was around 15(wreckage inspiration), lasik on my eyes, which has failed already(hello glasses my old frienddd), TFCC tear on my wrist(fucking sucked) and I think thats it?
49. Piercing? See question 39…?
50. Sports? I used to play soccer up until high school, not much anymore unless you consider the occasional jog a sport? I like to go kayaking as much as possible, also not sure thats a sport?
51. Vacation? Vacations? What are those? I haven’t had a proper vacation since I went to Cancun in like 2002.
52. Pair of trainers? I am a woman who loves shoes, please don’t make me choose. I do dig my Roos and Nikes though
53. Eating? shelled peanuts
54. Drinking? Water and tea.
55. I’m about to? Get a hand cramp typing out all these answers
56. Waiting for? For my metaphorical ship to come in *grows beard*
57. Want? Someone to come and knock on my door and either hand me a big check, or say “Hi, I’d like to take care of you and pay your bills for the rest of your life.”
58. Get married? Hell no, never again. See #8
59. Career? Im a jack of all trades, master of none at the office. My title encompasses a lot and don’t have a specific title, but mostly Accounting.
60. Hugs or kisses? Hugs
70. Turned someone down? Yup, its becoming old hat at this point
71. Sex on the first date? No, hello demisexuality
72. Broken someones heart? Yes, it was pretty terrible. I still feel awful about it
73. Had your heart broken? That would require you to have a heart in the first place, right?
74. Been arrested? Not officially, but since my uncle is a sheriff, some of the guys think its hilarious to pull me over in town.
75. Cried when someone died? Yes.
76.. Fallen for a friend? Yeap
do you believe in…
77. Yourself? Hahahaha nah, I’m just wingin it
78. Miracles? Uhhhmmm, no, not really, just circumstances.
79. Love at first sight? Nah
80. Santa Claus? Nah, never did, my dad is a scrooge and never put up the charade
81. Kiss on the first date? Eh, it depends, usually its just awkward, or that could still be my demisexuality talking
82. Angels? Only the angels among us. In the medical field, saving lives, the people feeding the hungry, clothing the homeless. The people here trying to truly do good.
83. Current best friends name? I’ll go with two. Local - Tamara and here @imoutofmyvulcanmind aka loveable little nerd aka Luci
84. Eye color? Hazel. Brown inner ring with green on the outside
85. Favorite movie? Definitely Wonder Woman now. Sorry Star Trek :(
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elliotthezubat · 7 years
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DEATH CITY DAYS CHAPTER 61
we get a peak into yana’s past, Q gets a crush, and the cavalry battle takes place!
Touma: *smiles* "Excellent. I'll need you to watch her house for a bit..." -elsewhere- Aizawa: "I brought medicine." -elsewhere- Patty: *giggling* liz: hmm? Patty: "I found old photos..." liz: oh? *takes a peek* *Tinier Yumi with tiny Kid* liz: oh my gosh, *chuckles* Patty: "Look at Kiddo in the bathtub!" liz: ^^ Kid: "What are you two looking--" o\\\\\\o liz: *snickering* Kid: *grabs the book, shutting it* "N-Not funny! It's just me as a baby..." stocking: cute~ Kid: =\\\\= -elsewhere- Chuuya: "You were a good girl today?" sonia: *nods* Chuuya: *smiles* "Then pick whichever flavor you want." -elsewhere- Relan: *washing dishes* "Just about done here." iris: ^^ Takehisa: "--and then my commander told us, 'Well, I guess that's one less Christmas present to buy this year.'" tamaki: Q_Q;;; Arthur: "...Was it going to be a good Christmas gift--" -elsewhere- Anya: *sighs* tsugumi: whats up? Anya: "What to do after the Festival? I mean, I'm not competing." -elsewhere- Medusa: *lies back* "Finally, some quiet..." -scratch scratch scratch- Medusa: "???" *looks around* pandora: dear boy, you've scratched so much that your fingernails are falling off... Mad!Kid: "I'm not through...Few more layers..." pandora: .... *glances at what he is scratching at* Mad!Kid: *small grunt* pandora:.... Mad!Kid: "I-I feel better like this...I-I just want to be back with her..." -...- Medusa: *covers her ears* -___- -elsewhere- Lucy: "Okay, now are you feeling better?" atsushi: yeah. Lucy: "Good." *pats his head* atsushi:.... =///= *purrs* Lucy: "..." *lets him rest his head on her lap* atsushi: *tail twitching* Lucy: "???" *looks* atsushi: =//////= ... o/////o um.... Lucy: "...What is...that?" atsushi:....my tail? Lucy: "...Sorry. Still surprised...I mean, it's got to be uncomfortable when you're clothes aren't designed for it..." .\\\. atsushi: i havent had a problem with it. Lucy: "...That's good...And the...cat ears?" *rubs a finger lightly around one of his ears* atsushi: >///< a-also normal. Lucy: *smiles* "Tickles?" atsushi: s-sure... 7/////7 Lucy: "Okay..." *strokes his back* atsushi: =///////= Lucy: "...Is this okay?" atsushi: *nods* Lucy: "...I...really like you." atsushi: i really like you too, lucy. ^////^ Lucy: ^\\\^ *pats his lower back* atsushi: o////o !!!! >/////< *smooch* Lucy: o\\\\o "..." -\\\\- "Mmm..." *smooch* atsushi: =//////= *his tail makes a heart shape* Lucy: "Oh my gosh...That's adorable." *smooch* atsushi: u/////u *smooch* -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *tossing in bed* -...- rashomon: ?? Akutagawa: *muttering in his sleep* "N-No...I'm not like you... rashomon:....*pulls the covers up over him and pats his head* Akutagawa: =___= *sleeps more soundly* -elsewhere- Poe: "Zz..." ???: we meet again... Poe: "Hmm..." -you're in a dark room, with moonlight shining through a single window, and a desk. leaning against the desk....is you?- ???: tell me, how have you fucked up this time~? hmm~? Poe: "Wh-What? I-I haven't. And how dare you use such coarse language!" ???: ufufufu~ oh dont lie to yourself, you know you've done _something_ to mess up~ *he grins maliciously* Poe: Q____Q "...Wh-What?" -the other poe has vanished, and a staticy black cat with a missing eye is left in its place- cat: you can tell me....i am part of you after all. -elsewhere- zoey: ahhh~ FD: *bites her lower lip lightly* zoey: mn~<3 FD: *he tugs on her lip--as his fingers tug the collar of her shirt* zoey: *soft sigh* *RIP* zoey: ah! FD: *bites deeper on her lip, forming blood, holding her ripped shirt in his hands* zoey: m-master~ FD: *runs his tongue over the newly formed cut, licking up her blood...his hands are ripping her shirt into strips of cloth* zoey: ah~ *panting* FD: *practically sucking the air from her mouth, as his fingers tie the strips of cloth along her wrists and neck...* zoey: nng~<3 FD: *pulls back, gasping...looks at her* "...Take the rest off." zoey: *sliding her dress and tights off* FD: *takes her tights in his hand...inhales* "...Your scent is all over these..." *his hand is along his member, rubbing through his pants* zoey: *panting* ahh.... FD: *tosses her tights aside--puts an arm around her lower back, drawing her to him, grabs her by her hair, tugging it back so he can reach her neck* zoey: *moaning* FD: *bites into her collarbone* keek: Q_Q *hiding under her covers* Hawthorne: *clutching his cross, praying silently* yana: *turning her music up* FD: *his hands are now at her waist, his tongue in her mouth, tasting her...* zoey: *moaning* m-master~ FD: *his fingers slide to her thigh* "Do you want me to keep going?" zoey: p-please master, i need it so badly~ FD: "I need you..." *turns her around, grabs her by the head--and shoves her head onto the bed* zoey: ah~<3 FD: *holds her head down onto the bed...his hand slides down her back to her bottom--which he slaps* zoey: ah~ s-so good~! FD: *his pants and boxers are down...* "You sinner..." *grabs her by the cloth tied around her neck, tugging on her--as he thrusts himself into her* zoey: *choking and moaning* m-ma-ah~ FD: *thrusts into her again, his other hand digging his nails into her hip* zoey: *panting, clawing into the mattress* FD: *thrusts into her, pushing her further up the bed, her feet dangling over the floor* zoey: ah~ FD: "Do you want something?" zoey: p-please punish me master! i-i want to be a dirty little sinner for you! FD: "Good..." *his thrusts increase, slamming into her, the bedsheets lifting up as he pushes her further and further* zoey: *moaning as her eyes are practically rolling to the back of her head* ah! fuck~ p-please god, fuck me! FD: *one last tug on the collar strap...he lets out a grunt as he ejaculates into her* zoey: *squeezing around him as she screams* FD: "ahhh…." *spills out of her...* keek: TT~TT *covering her ears* Hawthorne: "Our Lord in Heaven, forgive me for my sins..." zoey: *panting, twitching* FD: *pants slightly* "...Did you enjoy your punishment?" zoey: y-yes.....*looking up at him, a hazed look in her eyes* FD: "...Let's let you get some sleep..." *lays her down in bed...and starts tying the cloths on her wrists to the bed...and ties more to her ankles and the bed* zoey: ah~ FD: *lays down beside her* "Anything more you need?" *rests his hand along her belly* -elsewhere- Benimaru: "..." *shakes slightly* kirei: .....*holding him* .... Benimaru: "..." *rests against her* "Insane." kirei: *rubs his shoulders* Benimaru: =\\\= "Th-Thank you..." -elsewhere- Vulcan: *puts on the helmet...assumes tackle pose in front of a mannequin with Giovanni drawn onto it* "Okay...Time me." maki: *starts the timer* Vulcan: *presses a button on the suit, causing the flames to shoot along his forehead, propelling him at the mannequin--and past it* Vulcan: O____O;;; "WATCH OUT!" -BOOOOOM- maki: oh shit. person: MY VAN! Vulcan: *slumped over the burnt wreckage of the van* "..." -elsewhere- Dazai: *collapsed on couch* *snores* -...- {Dazai: "...It's not fair."} {odasaku: hmm?} {Dazai: *holds up library catalog* "I can't find that book!"} {odasaku: hmm?} {Dazai: "You keep going on and on about that series--so I wanted to read at least part of it. Maybe skip to the second in the series--"} {odasaku: ah. well, the 3rd volume isnt that easy to come by.} {Dazai: *pout* "That sucks. Probably expensive."} {odasaku:...i've read the 3rd volume, even though the writer said it was awful.} {Dazai: *shiny eyes* "Really?!"} {odasaku: *he nods*} {Dazai: "Tell me about it. Please!"} {odasaku: the book or meeting the writer?} {Dazai: "Meeting him!"} {odasaku: ah.....it was along time ago, actually....} Dazai: *snore...then falls off the couch* *THUMP* -elsewhere- Izuku: "Dishes are done, Mom!" *sets last one into the cupboard* -elsewhere- Kid: *small whimper* stocking: *hug*... Kid: "M-Mother..." stocking: ......*hums a lullaby* Kid: *shudders...whimpers...calms down a bit...holds onto Stocking* stocking: *rubbing his back* Kid: *sighs...sniffs...closes his eyes...* "Zzz..." stocking:....*angel wings shield him as she holds him close* Kid: *he looks to be resting more comfortably...breathes calmly* -elsewhere, on a roof- yana: ..... *watching a plane fly over* ..... {-a naked yana, having just come out of the incubator, is laying on the ground. she looks up at the figure above her-} {???: "Get up."} {yana:......??} {???: "I said get up."} {yana: *struggling to stand, but slips onto the floor* *wince* .... } {FD: *sighs, offers his hand*} {yana: .... ?? *she lookes up, confused* } {FD: "Hold it. Like this." *reaches for her hand, putting his fingers around it*} {yana: .... *grab* ?? *head tilt* ??? } {FD: *starts to pull her up*} {yana: *standing* ....... } {???: poor girl, she must be freezing.... *hands her a coat to cover up with*} {yana:....???} {FD: "Thank you." *looks at Yana* "It is good to stay warm. Remember that."} {yana: ........ *she points to him, confused* ???} {FD: "...You may call me Fyodor."} {yana:.....*nods, seeming to understand*} {???: and your name?} {yana:.......????} {????: i dont think she has a name, she was just born...ish...?} {FD: "...Then let's give her one."} {yana: ?? *pointing to herself*} {FD: "You...You...Hmm...How about..."} yana: ...... *sigh* (thinking: just how long ago was that now? i honestly lost track) *looking at the sights below* *There are two women walking together, a father pushing the stroller with his child inside...* yana: ..... *heading back over to the stairs leading back down to the ground* (thinking: cant help but wonder....where the other 7/8ths of me comes from...does it even matter at this point?) ???: "Hey there!" yana: hmm? *shaft head tilts to look back* Anya: "What are you doing out this late?" yana: *shrugs* well, nice weather out, so i thought i'd get a lil fresh air before heading home for the day. Anya: "Ah...Your family was okay with you heading out?" yana: *nods* i was just about to head to the quik-e-mart to picks some stuff up too. Anya: "...I should buy some snacks there as well." yana: cool, cool. -elsewhere- Assi: *locked outside of the house...in a towel* Q~Q -elsewhere- tsubaki: im home! Shamrock: *has tea set out* "Welcome." lavender: welcome back! tsubaki: ^^ Sakuya: "How did your day go?" tsubaki: it went well. naho: hmm? is belbel still at his girlfriend's place? otogiri: yes. Shamrock: *nods* -elsewhere- lana: im home! *Silence* lana:...dad? Mr Shephard: *asleep on the couch* lana:....*sighs and puts the blanket over him* *There's a note on the table in her father's handwriting* lana: *checks the note* note: "Sweetie-- That boy Edgar called. He sounded upset. And there was a postcard for you on the bureau. -- <3 Dad" lana: *checks the postcard* *The postcard has a photograph: "Visit Beautiful Transylvania! Sponsored by the Carpathian Commerce Committee." There is a message on the back...* lana: *checks the message* Message: "We have very much admired your service in the hospitality sector--and we seek new ideas from fresh young talent. You could say we have a mission for you. We'll be in touch. Sincerely, Taishi Touma." lana:......*she drops the card, her heart dropping into her stomach* -later- -knocking on poe's door- *Something crashing can be heard, as feet descend the steps...The door only opens a crack, an eye being seen* Poe: "...L-L-Lana?" lana: *breathing hard, uneasy* Poe: "!!!" *pulls open the door completely...It looks like he hasn't slept* lana: *hugs him tightly, shaking* Poe: "!!!" *instinctively hugs her* "Wh-What happened?" lana: *she shows him the post card* Poe: "...Oh! Transylvania is very nice this time of year--" -look at the name...- Poe: "...Oh God..." lana: *shaking* Poe: "..." *holds Lana, strokes her back* lana: *holding him tightly* Poe: "It's okay...You're safe..." *slight twitch* lana:....edgar?....are you ok? Poe: *sniff* "Y-Yeah...Just a bad dream." lana:.....*rubbing his back* do you want me to stay the night? Poe: Q__Q "...I think we could both use that. The ghosts will make sure no one else comes in from outside." eyeless ghost: we have eyes everywheeeere. lana:...*small sniff* t-thanks. Poe: *small smile* "...I-I-I haven't eaten all day...I-I could make something?" -elsewhere- Touma: *satisfied smile* "Did you drop off both deliveries?" tsurugi: you bet i did, mr touma! mafura: *nods* mafura-chan did her best! Touma: "Good...We'll see whether either party replies. You both deserve to be rewarded." -elsewhere- Joker: "Down to my last one...Got another cigarette?" scarlet: *tosses a new pack at him* Joker: "Thanks, Red." *lights up a cigarette, offers one to her* scarlet: im good. Joker: *inhales* "...You still thinking about...?" scarlet: ..... Joker: "...I see. Sorry." -elsewhere- Todoroki: *sighs* -morning- Black Star: *snores* tsubaki: ..... Black Star: *turns over, trying to hit the alarm clock* -elsewhere- Chuuya: *asleep in bed* sonia: zzzzz mito: zzzz *His alarm goes off* Chuuya: -___= sonia: zzz Chuuya: *gets out of bed...stretches--then winces, feeling a pain in his arm* "..." sonia: zzz Chuuya: "..." ("I better put on some ice first...Gonna be sore before competition...") -it's pretty foggy this morning, huh?- Chuuya: *looking out the window* "???" ("Don't remember this in reports...") sonia: mmmn.... Chuuya: "??? Sonia? You up?" sonia: *yawn* Chuuya: *smles* "Well, hop into the bath--I'll get breakfast." sonia: ok. -later- Chuuya: "That's some fog, huh?" sonia: is it scary? Chuuya: "Maybe. I mean, you don't know what is behind it." *holds her hand* "So you have to be careful getting through it." sonia: *nods* wanna watch cartoons with me? Chuuya: "..." *smiles* "Of course!" sonia: yay! Chuuya: "You pick the one...I'll get the cereal." -elsewhere- Kid: *sneezes* stocking: feeling ok? Kid: *nods* "Just dust, I hope..." -elsewhere- Todoroki: *putting out garbage* -elsewhere- lana: *asleep* Poe: "...Mmm..." lana: zzz.... karl: *poke poke* Poe: "Nnnn...Five more minutes..." karl: *poke poke* Poe: *opens his eyes* "...Hello, Karl..." *pet pet* karl: =w= lana: zzzz Poe: *turns over to get turn on the light--* lana: zzzz..... Poe: O\\\\\\o ("...Right. Forgot. ...This is fine. This is great...I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!!!") lana: *stirring* mmn..? *opening her eyes and smiles* morning edgar. *kisses him on the nose* Poe: .\\\. "...Good morning. How was your sleep?" lana: good...thanks for letting me stay the night... Poe: ^\\\^ "A-Anytime..." -elsewhere- Kyoka: "Zzz..." atsushi: *making breakfast* Kyoka: *sniff sniff* *bolts upright from bed* "Food?" atsushi: *whistling* Kyoka: *enters the kitchen* "What are you making?" atsushi: panwiches. Kyoka: "??? Pancake sandwiches?" atsushi: yep. Kyoka: "What are you putting in them?" -elsewhere- Motojiro: *passed out on couch* miura: kajii? get up. Motojiro: "Huh...Wha?" miura: it's time to wake up now. ayako has already gotten to work. Motojiro: "...Can't she do the work?" miura: arent _you_ the teacher? Motojiro: "Yeah, and I'm teaching her to do the work..."} miura: *grabs him by the collar and drags him over* -elsewhere- Relan: *drying his hair* "All done." -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *exits his room* naoya: hey, i brought you guys breakfast, hope ya dont mind. Akutagawa: "Oh. Thank you." *looks at the food* -bacon and eggs from denny's- Akutagawa: "..." *takes a fork* "I appreciate the meal." naoya: no probs. is your sister up? Akutagawa: "Still in her room." naoya: gotcha... oooi, gin, you up ye- Gin: .\\\. higuchi: o-o;;;; naoya:....ok, you're still getting ready. breakfast is on the table when you're ready! *closes the door* ouo;;;; Gin: "..." *puts her head down beside Higuchi* "Oh, God..." higuchi: >///////////< Akutagawa: "Was my sister in?" naoya: yeah, she's in the middle of getting dressed. dont go in there for a while. Akutagawa: "...Okay." Gin: "..." *pats Higuchi's side* "Sorry." -elsewhere- Yohei: *adjusting his tie* chie: *kiss on the cheek* Yohei: ^\\\^ "I'll be home on time." *smooch* -elsewhere- Todoroki: *walking to the gym* ochako: toooodoooorooooki! *jumps onto his back* Todoroki: o\\\\\\o *trying to stay balanced* ochako: sneak attack successful! Todoroki: "...Okay. ...Why?" ochako: just cuz ^^ Todoroki: "...Not for combat practice?" -elsewhere- Sakuya: "We're heading out." tsubaki: have fun! naho: we will! lilac: *nod nod* Black Star: "Be careful out there." naho: ok! Sakuya: "So, what you want to do at the Festival?" -elsewhere- Dazai: *whistling* ango: oh. hello. Dazai: *waves* "Howdy! Got time to talk?" ango: i suppose. Dazai: "Great! Because I need a meal, too." -and so- Dazai: "--and that's when he said, 'I said 'were-tiger,' not 'what-tiger'!" *laughs, slapping his hand on the table* ango: haha..funny -*sweatdrop* Dazai: "Ha ha ha!" *then he gets serious* "Onto business: I want a double date." ango *SPITTAKE* Dazai: "I figure it will help Kirako--" *wipes spit from his face* ango: are you two...like...a thing? Dazai: "More like friends with benefits." ango: i...see. well....im not even seeing anyone, so... Dazai: "I could set you up!" ango: like the _last_ time? -_.-; Dazai: "??? Didn't have fun?" ango: .... 7_.7; Dazai: "Okay fine--I'll have Kirako set you up!" ango: riiiiight. 7___.7;;; Dazai: "So, what you want? Maybe a pianist, or a circus performer?" -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: "Zzz..." -elsewhere- Anya: *yawns* rowena: good morning, miss hepburn. lenore: *caw* Anya: "...Hi. Um...What did you say the bird's name is?" rowena: her name is lenore. lenore: *nod* Anya: "I see...How long have you had her?" rowena: a little while now. Anya: "Hmm...The dorm does have its rules about animals..." rowena: if that's the case, she can be in human form then. Anya: "Oh, okay." ^^ "..." o_o lenore: *sitting in the chair* yo. Anya: "...Okay, now things make more sense." *rubs her eyes* "...A bird with magical powers?" tsugumi: oh cool. kimiko: it's death city, stuff like this is the norm. Meme: *looking all around Lenore* "Wow...How do you do that?" -elsewhere- Vulcan: *putting aloe on his burn* "Ow..." -elsewhere- Izuku: *jogging at the park* tokoyami: ..... Izuku: "...Oh, hey, Tokoyami!" *waves* tokoyami: *he seems super focused on something* Izuku: owo;;; *looks* -he seems to be focusing on....an apple in a tree?- tokoyami: *eye glint* dark shadow. retrieve. Izuku: "???" dark shadow: *eye glint and grabs the apple, bringing it to tokoyami* tokoyami: *nom* Izuku: "..." *shiny eyes* *starts writing down notes* "Most impressive! The speed and dexterity make Dark Shadow efficient at the procurement of objects of various sizes and distances--" tokoyami: *not even looking at izuku* hi midoriya Izuku: "!!!! H-Hi! Didn't mean to keep m-muttering like that." *staring at Dark Shadow* dark shadow: *staaaaaare* Izuku: o_______o "...Um...Hi. D-Didn't mean to stare." -elsewhere- Bakugo: *on treadmill, working up a sweat* -some people are watching- girl: niiice. boy: dayum. pony:...meh. *walks away* Bakugo: *drop of his sweat hits the floor, just making a small spark* *looks at the people* "...The hell you side characters staring at?" -everyone just returns to their business- girl: *holds up a '10' card* Bakugo: .\\\\. "...The hell is wrong with these people..." -elsewhere- Kunikida: *writing on a whiteboard* kenji: *whistling* Kunikida: "Okay. This is the update on what we know." *"RAT" is on the board--and someone doodled a small mouse with it* kirako: we know their logo, so that's a start. Kunikida: *writes 'logo'* Track where we find it...Any witnesses?" ranpo: we could ask some of the tour guides that give underground tours? Kunikida: "Good." *writes 'tour guides'* "Who wants to head underground?" ranpo: i volunteer atsushi! Kunikida: "Very good. Atsushi will go." atsushi: D8 Kyoka: "I think someone should go with him." kirako: tanizaki, can you handle this? Tanizaki: "Just call me the light for the tunnel!" ^^; atsushi: i'd appreciate that. it feels like i dont see you enough. Tanizaki: "...I don't get out as much as I want to." TT____TT -elsewhere- Burns: "Faster. Faster." soldiers: *running* Karim: *trying to catch up* -elsewhere- Victor: "Hmm...Mushrooms." nozomi: sir? Victor: "Just thinking...The Nether probably has some amazing mushrooms growing in it!" nozomi: i...see. *sweatdrop* Victor: "I'll make sure to pick some! They'll be great on pizza! Oh, and we'll need cheese. And tomatoes from the garden..." -elsewhere- Sakuya: "Oh, that's cute." naho: hehe~ ^^ lilac: t-thanks... Sakuya: "Maybe add a hat to it..." naho: that sounds aweso-... YOU! Lucy: "Huh?" lilac: Q_Q naho: you're the one who trapped us in that barrier space! Lucy: "..." .____.;;;; "..." *starts to back away* naho: you didnt even apologize to us! >n< Lucy: "Now, hold on, I have a good explanation...ANNE! HELP ME!" -elsewhere- Poe: "Will you be okay at work?" lana: i think so. Poe: *nods* "Call if you need anything...I think I'll do writing at the restaurant here..." -elsewhere- Hawthorne: *puts crates atop each other* "..." *stands behind them* katya: -<so that's when i shot them right between the eyes.> Hawthorne: -___-; *opens his Bible at the 'podium'* -....- Hawthorne: "Our Lord in Heaven, look upon us with your grace..." -silence- Hawthorne: "..." *inhales* "We are but your humble children, born into this world blind, having no light, cleaving to walls and tracing our path up to you." -.....- Hawthorne: "Stay in our hearts, and fill our souls with your love. Amen." -.....- Hawthorne: "..." *shuts his book, holds his cross* -thud- Hawthorne: "?!!!" -silence- Hawthorne: "...Hello?" -...no answer- Hawthorne: "..." *takes his Bible and leaves the 'podium'* -elsewhere- Todoroki: *climbing the rope in the gym* "..." -elsewhere- Motojiro: o_o; "...What did you make?" ayako: explosive putty! ^^ Motojiro: "...Plastic explosives, then?" ayako: pretty much! Motojiro: "...Have you tested it?" -elsewhere- Iida: *stretching* -elsewhere- Kepuri: "...What happened to you?" akaderu: *covered in leaves and twigs, with a bird in his hair* ....long story. Kepuri: "..." *looks at the bird* "Is that thing endangered?" -elsewhere- Joker: "Uh huh. Uh huh..." *trying to get off the phone* misora: seeeee yaaa mr manager ^^ *hangs up* Joker: *loud sigh* "Thank God..." scarlet: that bad? Joker: "She's just...overwhelming. Talk, talk, talk..." scarlet: yikes. Joker: "Makes me appreciate people who are a bit more taciturn..." *pulls out two cigarettes* -elsewhere- Shamrock: *dusting* *looks down the hallway* -silence- {???: i think he's coming to!} {????: sir? are you up? hellooooo?} {Shamrock: "Wh-Wh..." *moving his hand, feeling bandaged*} {???: you're lucky we found you when we did, mr... *examining dogtags* w##t#? was it?} {Shamrock: "What? What happened?" *trying to open his eyes...only one is opening*} {-a young man in glasses looks at him-} {man: we found you out in a field passed out....sorry about your eye...} {Shamrock: "My what? 'You' what?" *his hand touches his face* "...Why can't I feel my face?"} {medic: *holding up a mirror* please, just try to keep calm...} {Shamrock: *sees his face...and his heart drops to his stomach* "...No..."} {man: ...*hands him a bucket, just in case*} {Shamrock: "...No!" *flings the bucket, letting out a howl*} {medic: oh sh- put him back under, NOW!} {Shamrock: *screaming, flinging his arms*} ???: sham? Shamrock: *his eye snaps open, as he flings his arm around--aiming the feather duster at--} lavender: woah, easy there. Shamrock: "...S-Sorry...You snuck up on me." lavender: tense much? Shamrock: "...Just remembered something..." lavender: ...*lightbulb* hey guys, im taking sham to the onsen for a bit~! ^^ higan: good call, he could use it, haha Shamrock: "...Um...Why?" lavender: you need to relieve a lot of stress. Shamrock: "...Maybe you're right. The hot water may be soothing." -elsewhere- Crona: "...A daycare center?" mami: *nods* Crona: "Oh...I-I think you'll be good at it." mami: *small smile* do you want someone with you while im out? Crona: "M-Maybe? Depends..." mami: *nods and hugs them* Crona: =\\\\= *sniff* "Th-Thanks..." -elsewhere- Lucy: -\\\\- *pouring tea...her clothes are a little ripped* "...So, I'm sorry about the whole 'locking you up in another dimension' thing. We're sorry. Right, Anne?" anne: *nods* Sakuya: *sips* "...Tea could be a bit better." naho: it's all good. at least you apologized. y'know. minus the whole 'it was a prison' thing, this room is super cute! Sakuya: *has a black eye* Lucy: "I know, right? It's adorable!" ^^ lilac:...soft...*laying on a big teddy* Lucy: "...So, what's your story?" *points at Sakuya and Naho* "You dating?" naho: ..... *bluush* 7w7 Sakuya: =\\\\= "Y-Yeah..." Lucy: "I knew it. I got an eye for those things." naho: you got someone in your life? Lucy: o\\\o "Y-Yes......The guy who freed everyone from here, before..." naho: ....... *horrified* the creepy doctor guy? Lucy: "!!!! N-No! The tiger boy!" naho: oooooh. i see. ^^ Lucy: *slight shudder* "His name is Atsushi...He works at the detective agency." naho: oooh, cool! -elsewhere- Fitzgerald: "THIS IS AN OBSCENE COST! I refuse to pay!" *he's shouting...at a video game* bram: -_-; Fitzgerald: *hands the game to Bram* "You talk to this miser!" bram: w-wait i-...um...er.... ._.;;; -elsewhere- Tsukiyo: "Hey, look at that!" fang-hua: hmm? *sign on infirmary: "Limited hours while doctor recovers"* Tsukiyo: "You heard what the Commander did to him?" fang-hua: no, what? Tsukiyo: "I heard the two got into a fistfight--real violent." fang-hua: oh my god! Tsukiyo: *nods* "I know, right?! They just kept slamming each other, hard...Fist colliding with body, gripping each other, throwing each other around that room...Close, intimate...All up on each other..." *soft pant* fang-hua: *shaking her* tsukiyo! focus! Tsukiyo: "I think I am..." =\\\\= *shakes her head awake* "R-Right! So, the doctor got the worst of it, and he's having to be hospitalized until his nose heals." fang-hua: what could have set the commander off like that, though...? Tsukiyo: "...Wild desire supplemented through wrestling with another hot guy?" fang-hua: ........... *stare* Tsukiyo: "...Oh, like you weren't thinking it, too!" fang-hua: no. no i was not. -.-; Tsukiyo: "You suuuuuuuure?" :3 fang-hua: -_-; Tsukiyo: "In any case, I figured it'd be good to leave some favors and sweets for the doc while he recovers." fang-hua: good idea. Tsukiyo: "Mind if we use your kitchen for that?" -elsewhere- Kid: "Here's another file, Father." lord death: thanks kid. ^^ Kid: ^^ "Just trying to be helpful." *he is re-organizing files* -elsewhere- Aizawa: "Feeling better?" -elsewhere- Shotaro: *spots a building on fire* "...Oh no..." *runs* -elsewhere- Q: *walking and humming* Arthur: "You got those bags okay?" tamaki: yep. Arthur: "Good. I cannot wait to--" *bump* Q: >n< Arthur: "??? Oh. Pardon me." Q: *glaaaaare* move it! i have plans! Arthur: "...That's just rude." tamaki: weird ki-.....arthur what happened to your face?! Arthur: "...I know. I am handsome." tamaki: is that......rock? -at the train station- Q: *taking a seat* =n= Assi: *sits next to Q, slightly bumping into him* Q: *glaaaare* move it! im waiting! >n< Assi: "??? Sorry. I just needed a seat after--" Q: *slaps him with the doll* MOVEITORLOSEIT!! Assi: >3< *knocked to the floor* "Owie!" Q: *shiny eyes* there! aya: *checking her map* *humming* Q: >w< doll: *heart eyes* Assi: *bleeding on the floor* Train Station Employee: "May I help you, ma'am?" aya: how do i get to... -for Q, everything seems to fade into the background but aya- Q: >/////< Employee: "--and then make a left, and you're there!" aya: thanks! Q: O.O !! aya: *boarding the train* Q: *also boarding* Conductor: "Ticket, please." Q: *handing his ticket in* Conductor: "Thank you, young man!" *clips the ticket, hands it back* "Enjoy the ride." Q: *nods, glances* aya: thanks sir! Q:... ~<3 -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *walking through streets* -just the usual fare of locals going about their business- Akutagawa: *approaches a vendor* "One soda." vendor: here you go, sir. Akutagawa: *pays* "Thanks..." *sips* -elsewhere- Arthur: *looking in the mirror* "...I think it makes me look distinguished." shinra: it looks like you were punched in the face. like, really hard. Arthur: "...Not that hard. I mean, it was just a child." shinra: *laughing hard* Arthur: "Sh-Shut up! That kid could punch hard!" tamaki: he didnt even hit you? was the kid an esper or something? Arthur: *shrugs* "Maybe? In any case, I better find the right makeup for this mark." -elsewhere- Kunikida: *examining letters* ranpo: *goofing around in his spinny chair* Kunikida: *holds up paper* "Recognize this handwriting?" ranpo: *squiiiiint* Kunikida: "Just curious why she's returning..." ranpo: oh! it's that kid of yours, right? Kunikida: -___-# "I don't have a kid..." ranpo: i was talking about that girl from a while back. aya? Kunikida: "...Yes, here. That's the one who wrote this letter. I'm just...Why is she returning?" ranpo: *shrug* Kunikida: "...What do kids nowadays even like? Is Napster still a thing?" ranpo: the fuck is that? Kunikida: TT_____TT "I don't know what is 'cool' anymore...Does anyone even still say 'cool'?" -elsewhere- Poe: "Thank you." *accepts the plate with his sandwich at the hotel restaurant...looks around...opens his coat, holds the sandwich to...* karl: *nom* ^^ Poe: ^^ *sips from the soup* Child: "Mommy! Mommy! That man has a rat growing out his chest!" Poe: ._.; mother: sweetie, that's not nice. it's a raccoon. Poe: .___________.;;;; Child: "Oooooooh. Okay!" *nom* -elsewhere- Touma: *turns on a TV set* -what is on the screen- *Looks to be a residential street* mafura: hmmm~? *head tilt* Touma: "Those cameras set up give me what I need..." *points...there's Lavender* lavender: *humming in the bath* Touma: "And if she's housing those vampires, it's just a matter of time before he returns to them..." *sits back, looking at Lavender* -elsewhere- Relan: *takes another bite into his burger...takes a bit of the cheese to give to Buttons* buttons: *nom nom* ^o^ Relan: ^^ "So, who you think is going to advance in the next alt-student round of the Festival?" shinra: seems that ozaki guy has a pretty good edge. not bad for a first year. Relan: *nods* "The tiger isn't bad either. I don't think we've seen all he can do. I mean, transforming just parts of your body shows some incredible control." shinra: *nods* .....*tiger sign* *fwoom* shinra: =3= uwooooo.... tamaki: -_-; Relan: Q____Q *his burger is torched* shinra:... shit! sorry! buttons: =3=; -elsewhere- Medusa: -_____- "Make him stop with that noise." shaula: OI! DOPPEL-REAPER! SHADDAP IN THERE! Mad!Kid: *growl...* *throws open the door* shaula: OwO; Medusa: "...You got to be kidding me..." Mad!Kid: *grabs Shaula by the neck* shaula: OwO;;;; um... Mad!Kid: "I shiver in the night...Desire...I want to be held. Tortured. Hugged. Ripped apart and stitched back up..." *glares at Shaula* "And I have no time for the whining of some locked-away witch with no powers and a horrible personality." shaula: ....seems he has beef with you, sis. Medusa: "Then why is he holding you by the neck?" Mad!Kid: *glares at Medusa next* "Tell this brat to be quiet." shaula: how old even are you? pandora: well- shaula: I AINT TALKING TO YOU, BLOOD HAG! Mad!Kid: *slams his fist into Shaula's jaw* shaula: *knocked down* augh....fughk....bruh... Medusa: "!!!" Mad!Kid: *leans down over Shaula* "You talk like that to her again..." *his fingers touch her bloodied face...* "And I will kill you." *licks her blood* pandora: *pap pap* good boy. shaula: O______O;;;; Mad!Kid: -\\\\- "Thank you..." Medusa: *goes to Shaula, looks at the punch* "...You'll recover. Let's get you bandaged." -elsewhere- FD: <How is the tracking algorithm?> yana: <coming along nicely.> FD: *looking at initial results* <All those are ability users in just this state?> yana: *nods* <seems death city has been attracting them by the busload> FD: <...> *smiles* <Herded into one spot...> yana: <like a flock of sheep> FD: <What have you called the software, then?> yana: ...... <i got nothin on me for names.> FD: <'Sheepherder'? 'Dog'?> barkova: *woof woof* *pant* 8D yana: <shephard?> FD: <Sure, that works.> -elsewhere- Giriko: "Hey, thanks for watching her today." anna: muu? Giriko: "Hee hee." *picks up Anna* "Were you a good girl?" anna: *nods* Giriko: "That's good...We'll be back here on Tuesday. Say 'bye bye' Anna." -elsewhere- Tanizaki: "When we heading down?" atsushi: *checking his map* Tanizaki: "See the path?" atsushi: ah, there it is. Tanizaki: "O-O-Okay..." owo;;; -elsewhere- Akitaru: *climbing the ladder* "How 'bout here?" maki: looks good! Akitaru: "Great!" *nails it* "Should spruce up the place. Feng shui and all that." -elsewhere- Shamrock: *reclined in hot spring* x\\\\\= lavender: *humming* Shamrock: "This is nice......I never got to go to these much." lavender: i can tell. Shamrock: "You go to them often?" *splashes water on himself* lavender: *nods* how do you think i keep my skin so smooth? *sticking her leg out of the water* Shamrock: X\\\o "...Makes sense..." *looks up at the sky* "It works well for you." lavender: mmhmm. ^^ Shamrock: *splashes some water on his face* "You know how to swim?" lavender: yeah. you? Shamrock: "Yes. Had to learn..." *swims over to the wall* "Was pretty good back in the day." lavender: i see. so what was being in the british army like? Shamrock: "...Like being in the army. Only British--so a lot stricter and more formalistic. Lots of commands to learn, chain of command." lavender: ah, i see. Shamrock: "You ever had any interest in the military?" lavender: not really. guess it just wasnt what i wanted out of life. Shamrock: *nods* "...You dance, right?" lavender: sure. Shamrock: "Ever think about going professional?" lavender: well, i did work the pole a few times before becoming a subclass~ Shamrock: X\\\\\O "...Seriously? I-I meant more like ballet..." lavender: well, i did take gymnastics as a kid. Shamrock: "You ever competed?" lavender: once or twice, but that was a long time ago. Shamrock: "...If you weren't discovered by Mr. Tsubaki...if..._that_ hadn't happened to you...would you have?" lavender: ....i guess i would have stayed at the brothel with the other girls, then. Shamrock: "...Yeah...I know Mr. Tsubaki was happy to have you...and Naho...and Higan." lavender: you too sham, dont sell yourself short. Shamrock: "...It's...hard to believe that, sometimes." lavender: ... Shamrock: "...The war...Injuries...Losing Mr. Tsubaki...Being captured...A lot of it catches up. Maybe I deserve this..." lavender: .....*sigh* Shamrock: "...S-Sorry...I know we're supposed to relax here. Just a lot on my mind." lavender: its fine, better to talk about it than to just let it fester. Shamrock: "...You're right. Lavender? Thanks for bringing me here." lavender: what are friends for? ^^ Shamrock: "..." *smiles* "Right." *stands* "Well, I'm ready to towel off and have a drink." -elsewhere- Poe: "..." *holds Lana's hand* lana: o///o Poe: .\\\. "J-Just making sure to o-offer re-reassurance as we walk...Please don't hate me for being so forward." lana: ^///^ it's fine, edgar. Poe: "O-Okay...F-Feel better to be done with work for today?" lana: *nods* how was your day? Poe: *sighs* "I'm afraid the muse was not with me. The writing I finished seems poor." -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *staring at a basket left by his bed* "???" -note: get well soon- -there is a rabbit and a doodle of fang-hua's face on the note- Mr. Tsubaki: "..." TT____TT *tries to reach for a cookie* -elsewhere- Todoroki: *sets out two cans of soda* -elsewhere- Kid: "Now add the chocolate chips..." shiori: uu! Kid: "And stir them in..." *shows the bowl to Shiori* shiori: o.o Kid: "And after we scoop them onto the baking sheet and bake them, we'll have cookies!" shiori: ^o^ Kid: "Yay!" *scoops one out--then freezes* owo;;;; "...Is it symmetrical? I mean, perfectly? L-Let me get the cookie cutter instead, then it'll be perfect..." -elsewhere- Gin: "Has anyone seen Q?" hirotsu: no? higuchi: O-O;;; oh no. Gin: "...This is why we should put trackers on him. Where to begin looking?" -elsewhere- Conductor: "Tickets! Checking tickets again..." aya: *hands hers in* Q: *same* Conductor: *checks Aya's* "Thanks, ma'am!" *hands it back* *returns Q's* "Yours, too, young man!" Q: ^^ Conductor: "The snack bar is also open, if you two want anything." aya: ok! Q: .///w///. Conductor: "...Do you two know each other?" aya: hmm? Q: owo;; Conductor: "Oh, I guess not. Well, I'll be on my way..." *keeps walking* Q: ... .////.;; aya: *checking her map* -elsewhere- Sakuya: "Later. Thanks for the tea." Lucy: *nods* naho: that was fun! lilac:....*nod* Sakuya: *stretches* "Heck of a place she has..." naho: it's super cute! i might have to rearrange my room a bit when we get home Sakuya: ^^; "That'll be cute." -elsewhere- Ponera: ._.; "...What did you do to upset him so?" shaula: i dont fucking know! Ponera: "Well, I suggest you give him his distance...Maybe this is some, um, 'madness-induced puberty'?" shaula: .....maybe?? Ponera: *looks at Shaula's bandages* "...It hurt?" shaula: nah, it just itched a little- OF COURSE IT HURT! Ponera: "DON'T YELL AT ME! I'M JUST TRYING TO BE CONCERNED!" *slaps Shaula's hand* shaula: >^< *whimper* Ponera: -3- *hug* shaula:..... Y~Y Ponera: *strokes her back* "It's okay..." -elsewhere- Patty: *looking over open mission listings* homura: anything catching your interest, patti? Patty: "Maybe...I just miss going on missions. Felt like it's been forever, so I thought I'd pick something easy." *holds up a mission: "50-foot monster terrorizing locals"* homura: i see. *sweatdrop* Patty: "Yeah! It's totes easy compared to that mission--" *51-foot monster...* -elsewhere- Wes: *humming* julie: ?? Wes: "??? Oh, hey, Julie!" *taps on the piano* "Was just writing out a tune..." -elsewhere- Joker: "Another?" *sips his beer* scarlet: sure. Joker: *opens a bottle for her* "Here you go...Hey, I got an idea..." scarlet: *rolls eyes* oh _this_ ought to be good. Joker: "You know the game 'have you ever'? Someone asks 'have you ever,' and if you haven't, then you take a drink. So, Round 1: 'Have you ever seen "Steel Magnolias"?'" -elsewhere- Yohei: *stretches* toru: *mimicing him* chie: *giggling* Yohei: "???" *scratches under his arm* -elsewhere- Higan: "How did it go?" lavender: it went well i think. Higan: "Sham got that stick out his butt?" lavender: *chuckles* Higan: *strokes her arm* "Smooth..." lavender: oho~ getting turned on? Higan: "Always..." *slides his hand up to her shoulder* -elsewhere- Mori: "So you have no idea where Q is." higuchi: no, we're calling everyone we can to find him! Mori: "...'Everyone'?" -elsewhere- ebie: hhmm? mr steinbeck? who're those guys? Steinbeck: *looks* "What?" ebie: who're those guys? they dont look to happy! naoya: alright grape juice, where's Q? *cocking gun* Steinbeck: o_____O "...Okay, I can see why you would think that, but I assure you, we don't. So...good day!" *tries to close the door* naoya: oh dont think you can play stupid with us! we know you guys have a knack for kidnapping little boys!... mafioso: ….coulda worded that better. naoya: ....er-....um.... y-y-you know what i meant! mafioso: *plays 'the price is right' fail horns on his phone* Steinbeck: *mortified expression* "...We haven't seen that boy. I don't know what else to tell you. Don't you have him chipped or something?" -elsewhere- Dazai: o____o;;; Poster: "Have you seen this boy?" atsushi: O__________o; ???: are you looking for this boy? Dazai: "We...happen to know the boy's 'family.'" ^^;; aya: oh! well, he's been following me since earlier today. Q: O-O;; *ducks behind a wall* *INTERNAL SCREAMING* Dazai: "..." *shiny eyes of realization* "Oh~? Hey, Q! Your daddy's been worried sick about you! Come over here and talk with us and--" *smiles politely at Aya* "I'm sorry, young lady--what's your name?" aya: my name's aya! atsushi: oh! you're kunikida's friend from a while back, right? aya: *nods* the very same! ^^ Dazai: "..." *looks around her* "Huh. You are exactly as he described you." aya: mmhmm. ^^ is he in? Q:..... *dark aura* OuO# Dazai: *nod nod* "Why don't you go inside and say hello to your old friend?" aya: ok! Dazai: ^^ *looks at Q* atsushi:..um...hey.....Q. Q: IWASNTDOINGANYTHING! Dazai: "..." *smirks* "The suspect is always in denial..." Q: *tosses his doll at dazai's face* you wouldnt get it! >3< Dazai: "GRK!" *knocked back* atsushi: were you following her? Q: mori said that you're supposed to follow them so you know what they like! atsushi:..........................*facepalm* Dazai: *sits up* "...Creepy. I mean, sure, you get to know her (and likely get your ass kicked in the process), but she'll never like a stalker." Q: ...Q_Q *HUUUUUUG* Dazai: "..." *pat pat* "It's okay...because now you have two awesome men to give you advice on dating!" *pulls Atsushi to them* atsushi: O_O; odasaku: >->;;; Dazai: "Step one: talk to her. In person. Not just stalk her." Q: *going inside* Dazai: "??? Huh? What, was my advice not helpful?" -elsewhere- Shousaku: *looking at an ankle bracelet* "..." ???: *shriek* Shousaku: "!!!!" *looks around* -seems to be coming from a tunnel- Shousaku: "..." ("Maybe I can ignore this...I'm not a hero...") ???: please! i dont want to die! {Kunikida: "Discipline yourself, for justice..."} Shousaku: "..." *growls* "Damn it..." *runs into the tunnel* -a young woman is running- zoey: t-there's a man after m-me...h-he's going to- Shousaku: "Stay behind me...I'll get you out of here." zoey: t-thank you... Shousaku: "We'll just go out this tunnel, down the street, get you to--" -a sharp pain can be felt in his neck- Shousaku: "AAH!" zoey: *smiling as she pulls the needle out* uhuhu...nighty night~ Shousaku: *his vision blurs, his words fail...* "Yyyyyooossss..." *falls* -elsewhere- Kunikida: o_o; aya: long time no see, huh mr kunikida? Kunikida: "...I didn't expect you to get in so soon." aya: ^^ so what's new with you? Kunikida: "..." *holds up a notebook* "I got a new one?" aya: cool! Kunikida: ^^; "I suppose...*ahem* Was your train trip better than the last time in the station?" aya: yeah, this one kid followed me though. Kunikida: "...A kid? Who were they?" Q: um..... uhhhhh.... aya: i think he might be lost. your friend in the trenchcoat said he knows his dad. Kunikida: "..." -_____- "In a way. Did he give you any trouble?" aya: not really. Q: ummmm... .///w///.;;;; Kunikida: "We'll return him home. In the mean time, Aya, where are you staying?" aya: me? no where right now, my grandma's in the hospital. Kunikida: "...I'm sorry." aya: do you guys have a place for me to live till she gets better? Kunikida: "We can arrange that. The dorms we have are amenable." aya: thanks! *hug* Q: .....*looking around* Kunikida: "..." =\\\= *awkward back pat* Q: *takes some flowers off a shelf and hands them to her* aya:....um.... ._.; Q: if you arent doing anything, maybe we can go out together and i can pee in you? aya:..... *pale with shock* atsushi: *FALLS OVER* Kunikida: "..." *removes a gun from his notebook--and fires at Q* Q: *ducks and hides under a table* Q~Q;;;; *KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK* aya: who is it? "Q's Dad": "H-Hello? I am here to pick up my son?" aya: he's under the desk. Q: *peeeeek* O_O;;;;; fukuzawa: what's all the-...... o___________________________o; Kunikida: ._. "Q's Dad": owo;;;; "I WILL LEAVE NOW WITH Q--THANK YOU!" *pulls Q* Q: Q^Q aya:....w-what was that just now? Kunikida: "Stupidity." fukuzawa: .......................*too stunned to move* -outside- Q: -.-; Mori: *sighs* "Why were you here?" Q: i wanted to ask that girl out.....i think i messed up. Q_Q Mori: "??? How so?" Q: that kunikida tried to shoot at me! >^< and she looked pretty upset when i asked her out. elise: if you seriously used that peeing line, you need professional help, kid. Q: =3= Mori: owo;;; "Ha ha ha! I have no idea where you learn these things." ^\\\^;;; elise: *judgemental stare at mori* Q: but isnt that how a girl gets pregnant? elise:....*facepalm* oh you poor bastard. Mori: o\\\\\\o "...M-Maybe this is a conversation for another time..." elise: ok, Q, real talk here.... -elsewhere- Tachihara: "...!!!" *slides over* "Well, hello~" naomi:....uh, can i help you? Tachihara: "You already are. Your company would be great." naomi: um...im kind of busy right now, thanks. 7_7; Tachihara: "Too busy for just one drink~" Tanizaki: *appearing behind Tachihara* "..." naomi: .... *smug grin* Tachihara: "See? That's the beautiful smile I wanted to see--" Tanizaki: *grabs Tachihara by the neck, pulling him away and slamming him against the wall* Tachihara: "?!!! The fuck--" Tanizaki: "Back off. Now." naomi: *hug* thanks big bro! Tachihara: "...'Bro'?" *glares* "Get your hands off me!" *tries to lunge at Tanizaki* Tanizaki: "!!!" *dodges--and slips* O_o Tachihara: o____O *CRASH* *SMOOCH* naomi: ..... o//////o *taking pictures with her phone* Tachihara: O\\\\\\\O Tanizaki: o\\\\\\o ("Kill me now...") -elsewhere- Gin: *sighs* "Q was recovered." higuchi: *sigh of relief* thank god. naoya: ....good to know... =///=;;; Gin: *opens a bottle* "...Naoya? You okay?" naoya: just...nothing. =////=;; -elsewhere- Shousaku: *groans* keek: ?? Shousaku: *opens his eyes* "...Where am I?" keek: ...... -beep beep- Shousaku: "...And what's that beeping?" keek:... *pointing to her neck, and his* Shousaku: "...!!! Wh-What is this?!" keek:... ???: oh that? it's a bomb collar. Shousaku: "...And if I remove it?" ???: good luck. keek: *whimpering* Shousaku: "...Who are you all? Where am I? Why are you doing this?!" -someone enters the room- Shousaku: "...Wh-Who are you?" zoey: .... FD: "I am Fyodor. And you are now in the service of the Rats." Shousaku: "..." *glares at Zoey* zoey: nothing personal....im just...doing as master asks of me... keek: *whimpering* Shousaku: " 'Master'? Is that what I'm supposed to call him?" zoey: *holding a scalpel up to his neck, growling* Shousaku: "!!! W-Was it something I said?" FD: "Zoey." zoey:....*backing up* Shousaku: "...What is it you all want?" FD: "...Tell me about Doppo Kunikida." -elsewhere- Sakuya: "??? Naho, I think you got a text." naho: *checks her phone* hmm? *It's the Tanizaki x Tachihara pic* naho: O////w////O Sakuya: "..." -_____- -elsewhere- Tsukiyo: "We did good!" *hugs Fang-Hua* fang-hua: *smiles* ^^ Tsukiyo: "Hope the doc likes the cookies...So, what's next? Dinner?" -elsewhere- Joker: *passed out drunk* scarlet: -_-; *Joker's phone starts ringing* scarlet: ?? *picks up* yes? Victor: "Oh, hey! Is he in?" scarlet: drunk off his ass, but yeah. Victor: "Darn. Well, just wanted to let you know we're not yet at the Nether. Loading up on a lot of new tech and still mapping some corridors before descending." scarlet: ah. Victor: "I also have some advice on waking him up. You got any ice cubes?" scarlet: *checking the fridge* Victor: "So shove those down his shirt, pants, or socks--that'll get him up and going." scarlet: -_-; Victor: "Trust me, I had to do this a thousand times--works every time. Just be careful if he starts igniting..." -elsewhere- Chuuya: *asleep on the couch* "Zzz..." sonia: ..... *looking through a photo album* *There are photos of Chuuya as a child...* sonia: *small smile as she looks at the pictures* *There's one of Rain...* sonia: ..... *Chuuya is blushing in one with her* sonia: ...mama... Chuuya: *shifts in his sleep* "Hmm..." sonia: *looks up.....puts the book back* Chuuya: *yawn* "...!!! S-Sonia! Oh, no--Am I late?" -elsewhere- Lucy: "??? You look haggard." atsushi: weird day today. Lucy: "...Same." *she has a tear at the bottom of her dress and looks like she was in a fight* atsushi: !!! are you ok?! Lucy: ^^;;; "Remember those people I pulled in with you and everyone into my dimension in an attempt to kinda-sorta kill you? ...Yeah, I ran into them." atsushi: ... .///.; oh. Lucy: "We fought. Punches were thrown. Clothes torn. Tears shed. Reconciled over tea. So, it worked out..." atsushi:...i see. Lucy: "What happened on your weird day?" -he explains what happened- Lucy: .____. "...What the heck is wrong with that child?" atsushi: i have no idea. Lucy: "Kids like that need a better influence in their lives..." *looks at Atsushi* atsushi: yeah -elsewhere- Vulcan: "Got a minute?" shinra: whats up? Vulcan: "I had a question...about when you punched Giovanni in his stupid ugly face." shinra: ya? Vulcan: "Did it feel like a normal human nose?" shinra:....not really, now that i think about it. Vulcan: "...That's what scares me...Look what I found in some of my dad's materials..." *it's a claw arm* shinra: woah. Vulcan: "Yeah...It's kinda creepy. And it's used as a replacement for a human arm. And there's something even worse about it..." shinra: what's that? Vulcan: "...It's not even animal themed." shinra: *face fault* Vulcan: "...Want to use this arm to scare the piss out of Arthur?" shinra: im all ears. Arthur: "Zzz..." *asleep on the couch* Vulcan: *hands the arm to Shinra* shinra: *grins* Arthur: *turns on the couch, dead asleep* "Zzz..." shinra: *looks at vulcan* Vulcan: *touches his own nose, indicating where to put the clawed hand* shinra: *poke poke* Arthur: *grunts, waves his hand in front of his face* "Merlin, no...Put that wand away." -elsewhere- Kunikida: "Is this satisfactory?" aya: *she nods* yep! this'll do nicely! thanks again, kunikida! Kunikida: *nods* "You're welcome...Did you need a meal?" aya: can we order pasta? Kunikida: "Certainly." *takes his phone, calls* "...Hello?" -something watches...- yana: oh? who's this kid? Shousaku: "..." yana: *shaft head tilts* you know 'er? Shousaku: "...If I don't answer you, what happens?" yana: well, you not saying anything doesnt help us, sooooo....*shrug* Shousaku: *sighs* "I encountered her earlier the last time I faced Kunikida." yana: oh? she his kid or something? Shousaku: "No, nothing like that. At least, not biologically." yana: ah, got ya. Shousaku: "...Why is your dad like this?" yana: ......he just is, from what i've seen. Shousaku: "And your mother?" yana:........*excalibur face* Shousaku: "...What? I don't like her much either, but she is your mother--" yana: it's........complicated. very complicated. Shousaku: "...Oh. You're adopted." yana:....you _could_ say that...ish. Shousaku: "And what do you get out of this? Out of putting explosives on people's necks?" yana: what do _i_ get?.... *shrugs* im honestly not sure. i mean, i sort of have a roof over my head, so i guess that's nice. Shousaku: "But isn't a parent supposed to do that, unconditionally?" yana: listen, im gonna level with you kid, my 'parentage' is really complicated to talk about, and you would probably not believe me, even _if_ i gave you the full details. Shousaku: "I'm stuck underground as a hostage, all because your dad has some hard-on over an ability user. Try to surprise me. I dare you." yana: well.....sit your ass down, it's a doozy. -elsewhere- Kid: *sighs* stocking: busy? Kid: "Just thinking...What's up?" -elsewhere- Fitzgerald: *holds up a Gundam model kit* mary: ooooh, that looks neat! louisa: *sweatdrop* Fitzgerald: "I'm so used to building ships in bottles, and this was on sale! Let's get started..." -elsewhere- Shamrock: *sits back in chair* x_____= naho: how was your day, sham? Shamrock: "I don't know...A bit exhausting despite how little was done. Yours?" -elsewhere- Kunikida: *washing dishes* -knocks- Kunikida: "???" *looks through peephole* naomi: *wave* Kunikida: *opens the door* "Yes?" naomi: what's up? Kunikida: "Was washing dishes after having dinner with Aya. You?" naomi: might we come in? Kunikida: " 'We'?" -she brought tanizaki with her- Tanizaki: owo;; *waves* Kunikida: "...Come in. What did you want to discuss?" -elsewhere- Benimaru: *mapping out something underneath the village* kabuki: ?? Benimaru: "There used to be smugglers who used tunnels underneath this village...Hide their loot before returning to claim it." kabuki: oh? Benimaru: "I need someone to navigate those paths for an exit out of this village--and to guard both the entrance and the exit." kabuki: is there a reason? Benimaru: "...Getting someone out of here. At least for awhile." kabuki: i see... Benimaru: "...You and Tsukiyo start digging out the tunnel. A fox and a rabbit should make quick work..." kabuki: understood. Benimaru: "Report directly to me or Konro--no one else." kabuki: right. -elsewhere- Todoroki: *looking at his superhero uniform* "..." fuyumi: shouto? i got dinner ready. Todoroki: "...Coming." *sets down his uniform, opens the door* "Thank you..." fuyumi: ... Todoroki: "...Is something wrong?" fuyumi: you ok? Todoroki: "...Same as ever..." rubs the back of his neck* -elsewhere- sonia: .... Chuuya: "...Sonia?" sonia: ....*hug* can we....see mama? Chuuya: "...Sure...Are you okay going to the...going there?" sonia:....*nods* Chuuya: "..." *pats her head* "Brave girl...We can head out now if you want." sonia: ...ok. Chuuya: *nods* "Okay. Put on your coat..." *picks up his keys and phone* -and so- sonia: *hugs the grave* Chuuya: "..." *his eyes are wet...* sonia: papa bought these for you. *puts a bouquet on the grave* Chuuya: *small smile, wiping his eyes* sonia: night, mama. we love you a lot, ok? Chuuya: *pats Sonia's back* "Yes..." sonia: *looks up at him* Chuuya: *tears falling* *hugs Sonia* sonia:....*hug* u.u Chuuya: *sniffs, cries* sonia: .... Chuuya: "L-Let's go home..." *sniff* sonia:...ok. Chuuya: *shaking, trying to walk to the car* -later- sonia: *asleep* Chuuya: *staring at a glass of bourbon* "..." mito: o^o~? Chuuya: *mindlessly pets Mito, still staring at the glass* "..." mito: *purrs* Chuuya: "..." TT_____TT *pushes the glass away, puts his hand over his face* mito: ?? Chuuya: *sobs* mito:...*nuzzles against his leg* Chuuya: "..." *picks up Mito, hugs her* mito: ^w^ Chuuya: *sniff, strokes Mito* mito: *soft purr* Chuuya: *closes his eyes* -elsewhere- yana: so that's basically how things work around here. you follow? Shousaku: o______o "...So...You're a test tube baby?" yana: more or less, yeah. Shousaku: "...And I'm held here...with an explosive...like everyone else?" yana: so far, it's just you two...and the other prisoners. Shousaku: "And I get the explosive just to keep me here? Why? What does your d--...your supervisor want with me?" yana: you'd have to bring that up with him, then. Shousaku: "..." -_____- "He was preoccupied." yana: -_-; say no more. keek: i dont know what that lady sees in him... yana: well, chapter 1, she's fucked in the head. Shousaku: "And he's using her when she's not all there upstairs?" yana: .....well, i think he's the reason she's like this now... Shousaku: "...What the hell did he do to her?" yana:.....it's not really my place to say. Shousaku: "..." *points to her computer* "You monitor people with cameras? Or is that thing just for Mario Kart?" -elsewhere- Akutagawa: "...What's wrong with you, Q?" Q: love bites. Akutagawa: "...Yes, it does." T_T Q:....do you want to lay on the floor too? Akutagawa: "..." *lies down, stares at the ceiling* TT_TT Q: TT3TT Mori: "...I can still advise you how to--" higuchi: advise them how to _what_? Mori: owo;;; "...Get the girl? Or boy? Whatever these fellows are desiring." higuchi:...*raising a brow at him* Mori: OWO;;;; "Higuchi could demonstrate! Tell Akutagawa what the Were-Tiger wants to hear..." higuchi: .... *awkward glance at akutagawa* Akutagawa: "...I can't imagine her as the Were-Tiger. She looks nothing like him." Q: no kidding. Mori: "...I can fix that!" *holds up an outfit that looks like Atsushi's...and a roll of tape* higuchi: *already fled* Mori: OWO;;;;; "Then who's going to wear this?" *holds up an outfit similar to aya’s* -elsewhere- Tanizaki: "Thanks for dessert!" naomi: ^^ Kunikida: "...You're welcome. I do not usually have people visiting." -elsewhere- Poe: o\\\\o lana: what's up? Poe: *looks at Lana* "...You look...beautiful." lana: ^///^ thanks. just thought i'd have my hair loose for a change. Poe: "It-It's a letty prook for you...I mean! Um, a pretty look for you..." lana: *smiles and pats his head* i appreciate it, edgar. *kiss on the cheek* Poe: ^\\\\^ "Th-Thanks..." -elsewhere- Touma: *sips wine* mafura: zzzzzz Touma: *adjusts camera* -elsewhere- Hyde: *soaked in soda* Q___Q -elsewhere- Patty: "--and then the princess sliced off the dragon's head, saving the prince." julie: Q-Q poor dragon. Patty: "...But the dragon was going to eat the prince." -elsewhere- Sakuya: *staring at the ceiling* naho: *asleep* lilac: *sleeping under the weighted blanket* Sakuya: "..." *leans his head near Naho's* naho: =w= Sakuya: *closes his eyes* =\\\= -early morning- Kid: *kitten yawn* stocking: morning~ Kid: =w= "Good...*yawn*...morning..." *hug* stocking: *huuuug* Kid: *smiles, as he kisses her cheek* "So nice..." -elsewhere- Dazai: "Zzz..." -alarm clock going off- Dazai: *smashes the alarm clock* -rip alarm clock- Dazai: =_______= *sits up in bed, stretches...looks at the time listed on the dead clock* -7:45 am- Dazai: *grunts, gets out of bed, leans back--snapping his back into position* "Okay..." *slips off his pajama pants, walks into the bathroom* -on the calendar, ango's birthday is listed for tomorrow- Dazai: "..." *light bulb* owo "Yay! Birthday!" *opens his window* "BIRTHDAY!" Bystander: "PUT ON SOME PANTS!" Dazai: "...Birthday suit!" -elsewhere- ango: o____.o; i had a bad feeling all the sudden.... -elsewhere- Kyoka: *tosses bunny plushie to Atsushi* atsushi: hmm? Kyoka: "...It's cute. Hug it." atsushi: *hugs* soft. *SNAP* atsushi: O_O;;;;;; what was that? Kyoka: *holding phone* "A photo." atsushi: oh. haha. ^^;;; Kyoka: *send* atsushi: *small smile* -elsewhere- Relan: *snores* shinra: zzzzz..... Relan: *turns over, his arm thrown over* shinra: =///= Relan: *hug* shinra: mmmmm~ Relan: *smooch* -elsewhere- Shotaro: "Look what I found!" *holds up a raccoon* mana: O-O;; Shotaro: "He was in the garbage can! I also found Assi and some sticky person." mana: *glances* Assi: *stuck in another can...with Mineta stuck on his head* "Kill me..." -elsewhere- Izuku: "Heading to the grocery, Mom! Need anything?" -elsewhere- Chuuya: "Zzz..." sonia: zzzzz.... Chuuya: *grunts...* *sits up* "...Rain..." -...you know she isnt here- Chuuya: "..." *covers his face* mito: *mew* Chuuya: *shakes his head, walks to the bathroom* sonia: zzzz.... Chuuya: *locks himself in the bathroom, sits on edge of the tub, putting his hands over his head* mito: *paws at the door* Chuuya: "..." *opens the door...stares at Mito* "..." mito: *she looks worried* Chuuya: *sits on the floor* "..." mito: *nuzzle* Chuuya: "..." *pets* mito: ^w^ Chuuya: *crying silently* sonia:.....*yawn* Chuuya: *shaking* sonia: papa? Chuuya: *lifts his head...his eyes are red* "...I'm sorry." sonia: *hug* Chuuya: *hug* "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." sonia: u///u Chuuya: "I-I want to do all I can for you..." sonia: ... Chuuya: "I'm going to be there...because that's what your mother wants." sonia: .... -elsewhere- Bakugo: "Stupid, stupid, stupid..." eijiro: ??? Bakugo: "Not even in first place...Gonna need to do something desperate..." -elsewhere- Victor: *running* "DON'T KILL ME!" nozomi: ?!?! Victor: "I DIDN'T MEAN TO--" *ducks under a table* maki: GET OUT HERE! Victor: "NEVER!" *pulls a Nerf gun out from the table--and fires* maki: OW! Victor: owo;;;;; "I made it worse, didn't I?" -elsewhere- Kunikida: *knock knock* aya: hmm? Kunikida: "Checking in. Did you sleep?" aya: yep! thanks again for all this. Kunikida: "It is what must be done to expedite circumstances for you to acclimate yourself to this environment." aya:....huh? Kunikida: -___- "It was easy to get you an apartment than leaving you homeless." aya: ah...well, thanks a bunch ^^ Kunikida: "...What are you doing for today?" aya: i might just watch the sports festival today. Kunikida: "...Well..." *scratches his cheek* "If you want...the office has a big-screen TV..." aya: awesome! Kunikida: "...Very well. Follow me to the office." -elsewhere- midnight: the next round is....cavalry battle! ochako: cool! Mineta: "..." Q___Q "I suck at those..." midnight: -at the top, izuku midoriya is worth...ten million points! Izuku: ( | ) ~ ( | ) -eye glints from everywhere- Iida: *red eyes* Bakugo: *murderous red eyes* Izuku: ("Pressure. Under pressure. Pressing down on me...") midnight: alright everyone, get your teams ready! Izuku: *muttering* "I will have to think about who to include...Maybe him...Her? Yes...And maybe--" -everyone is avoiding him- Izuku: D: "U-Um, Ojiro?" -many surround Bakugo- Bakugo: o_____o Mineta: *waving his arms* Shouji! ???: hey deku! Izuku: Q_______Q "Huh?" ochako: want to be on a team? *smile* Todoroki: "!!!!" *turns, looking* Izuku: "URARAKA!!!!" *explosion of tears* ochako: *hammer space umbrella* well, wouldnt it make sense to team up with a friend? ^^ Izuku: "E-Even when everyone wants my ten million points?" ~_____~ Todoroki: "..." *he's sweating* ochako: sure. ^^ we still need two more teammates....!! iida! Iida: "..." *looks* "Yes?" Izuku: *happy face* "JOIN US!" Todoroki: "..." Iida: "...I'm listening." Iida: *looks at Ochaco* eijiro: oooi! bakugou! Bakugo: "...What?" eijiro: let's team up! *thumbs up* Bakugo: "...Why? All you can do is get hard." mina: phrasing, boom! eijiro: you want to get the ten-mil, right? Bakugo: "...You're one to talk, Raccoon Eyes. Got any handle on your--" *hears Eijiro* "...The hell did you just say?" eijiro: we can help you get the ten-mil! ^^ mina: im not a raccoon. Bakugo: "...And take down Deku..." *evil devil grin* mina: o-o;;; hanta: o.o;;; -with izuku's group- Izuku: "--and while Ochaco makes us weightless, you'll be the horse. That just leaves one more person as a rider, someone physically strong. I was thinking--" Iida: "I expect no less, Midoriya. But I decline." Izuku: owo;;;; "...What?" ochako: wait what?! D8 Iida: "You are wonderful friends, Uraraka, Midoriya. But if I want to be better, I can't depend on you alone. I have to get stronger. And it is not only Bakugo and Todoroki who see you as rivals..." *steps away...to Todoroki's team* Todoroki: "..." *whispers to Iida* "Did you manage to convince Uraraka--" Iida: "No. Stop asking." Todoroki: "...I-I was just curious." ochako: *sad face* well that's a bummer. ???: well well well, seems you two are in bit of a pickle here. ochako: yes, but-... 0-0 wait? mei: WANT TO TEAM UP WITH ME?! Izuku: "TOO CLOSE!" ochako: oh! you're the girl from the marathon! Izuku: "What are you--" mei: mei hatsume! support team student! nice to meet you! again! no doubt that they'll have their eyes on the number one winner, which means i'll be in the spotlight, and more importantly, my precious babies! Izuku: O_______O "...But you're so young." mei: in the support department, we work on equipment to make hero's quirks easier to use! ochako: oh. Thaaat’s what you mean! Izuku: "...Oh." .\\\. "Um...Oh! Is that a jetpack?" mei: yep! Izuku: "It looks like an exact replica of Buster Hero's! How did you do that? His agency used to be in my neighborhood! I remember seeing him..." *mutter mutter mutter* hitoshi:.....hey you. nirengeki: y-yes? -nirengeki's eyes glaze over- hitoshi: you're on my team, ok? nirengeki:....yeah. midnight: time's up! Monoma: *chuckles* Izuku: *putting on his headband* hitoshi: .... ochako: *determined* mei: hehehe~ Tokoyami: "Dark Shadow...Prepare." Dark Shadow: *roar* Izuku: "Let's do this!" midnight: get ready....BEGIN! Izuku: *sees two teams coming at him* O____O hagakure: we're gonna getchu, deku~ ^^ ochako: deku! the backpack! Izuku: O______O "R-Right! Ignition! Tokoyami, block--" Tokoyami: *tries to move--and looks down* "...Quicksand?" Izuku: "!!! Ochaco! Help us out!" *turns on jet pack to get them out of the quicksand* honezuki: you're not getting away _that_ easy! -FWEEEEEE- announcer: TEAM MIDORIYA HAS GONE AIRBORN! Tokoyami: "Not happening." *blocks* Izuku: "This is great, Mei! Your babies are amazing!" mei: arent they? ^^ Izuku: *nod nod* "I'll have to ask your help with more babies!" Dark Shadow: "PHRASING." ochako: we're making a landing! Sato: "Let's get them, Hagakure! Let's--" *looks up* "...Um, I think you're missing some clothes." jirou: dont stare at her per-......YOUR HEADBAND IS GONE! hagakure: OH NO! Sato: "Oh, sugar!" Monoma: *whistles, twirling headband* announcer: it's already chaos out there! Izuku: "!!! Shoji is coming at us! Ochaco, let's get back into the air!" ochako: on i-...IM STUCK?! O_O;; Izuku: "Wait...That's Mineta's ball! But where is he--?" Dark Shadow: *mutters* "Phrasing..." Mineta: "I'M EVERYWHERE!!!!" midnight: and bakugou's team is down to 0! Bakugo: *feels something sweep by his forehead* "What?!" Monoma: "I guess you won't need this..." mina: D8 HEY! Monoma: "It did not take a genius to realize what would be the next round--as the obstacle course was about thinning the herd, then raising the stakes in this round. Unlike you, jumping to the first action, Class 1B did long-term planning." mina: o-o; itsuka: o-o;;; oh no. Bakugo: "..." *smirks* "Long-term planning my ass. If you're so big on long-term planning, you wouldn't be some single loser with no chance of someone wanting to be around your unlikable ass." Monoma: "..." kosei: ouch. talk about a burn, and he's not even using his quirk. Monoma: *smirks* "Like he even has a handle on it." Bakugo: "...The fuck you say?" Monoma: "All this time at this school, and Bakugo is known for only one thing: getting trapped by the sludge monster." Bakugo: "..." Monoma: "It's so common, we might as well make it a yearly holiday: 'Bakugo gets captured day.'" Bakugo: *SNAP* "Kirishima...New plan..." eijiro: ?? .. O_O;;; um....baku- *Holy cow--he's on fire!* mina: O-O;;; hanta: O-O;;;;; Bakugo: "We're gonna get Deku...but first...I'M GONNA MURDER EVERY LAST ONE OF THESE CLASS 1 B MOTHERFUCKERS! (Excluding Itsuka...)" Monoma: "..." *smirks* shihai: well, this doesnt sound good. kosei: OwO;;; kaibara: i think we made him a bit too angry. eijiro: calm down man, he's just trying to get to your head! Bakugo: "NO, HE HASN'T!" *starts beating on Eijiro's head* "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WAITING FOR! CHARGE, MOTHER FUCKER, CHARGE!!!" Monoma: "Huh. Maybe I did. Well, time to dodge." mina: let's go! Izuku: "What's the damage?" ochako: um...i think we're cornered. Todoroki: "..." Iida: "..." Izuku: o_o;;; "...This is a competition." ochako: OwO;;; Mineta: "Hey! We lost my headband! Let's get Izuku's!" announcer: SO FAR THEY'VE MANAGED TO EVADE TODOROKI FOR 5 MINUTES! can they keep it up? Izuku: "...Oh, super-crap." Todoroki: "...Oh. Other teams are coming. Momo, the cloak, please." momo: right! Todoroki: "Denki, begin." -SHASHOCK- itsuka: ORORORORORO Sato: X______X Mineta: "I DON'T WANT TO DIE A VIRGIN LIKE THIS!!!" hiryuu: <shiiiiiii-> ochako: O-O;;; this is bad- Izuku: "At least they didn't get us..." Todoroki: "Now, freeze." *sends out blast of ice across the floor, entrapping other teams* "Iida..." ochako: !!! Iida: *nods, as he speeds across, snatching the other teams' headbands* denki: *SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAM* -denki is now pantsless- jurota:....are those pikachu print underpants? manga: "nice" Todoroki: "...Momo, we'll get him new pants later. Iida, work around his pantslessness. Dark Shadow: *whimper* Izuku: "??? Tokoyami...?" Tokoyami: "As I said, we're lucky that Dark Shadow could withstand even that light..." ochako: ... -grab- ochako: !!!! Izuku: "...Wh-What just happened?!" Iida: *panting...* "Recipro Burst...an ability I have not shown..." *smiles* "I told you, Midoriya: I am your rival." Izuku: Q____Q >_____< "CHARGE!!!!!!!" ochako: *charging forwards....making a small glance to the audience* (thinking: is that...?) Endeavor: "...What a weak fool." ochako: ....*focusing* Izuku: "..." (Ochako: "I have to become a hero, to help Mom and Dad...") "..." *charges his hand...* Todoroki: "!!!" *holds up his arm--which ignites* Endeavor: "..." *smiles* ochako: !!! announcer: 10 SECONDS LEFT! Izuku: ("Which is it...I'll just grab the one he flipped around...the top one!") *power up grab--knocking back the flames and Todoroki's hand* Todoroki: "AAAAH!" *his hand is hit, limp* Izuku: ("I'm so sorry, Todoroki...but this is mine!") *grabs the headband, escaping* -9...8....7...- Bakugo: "DON'T YOU DARE FORGET ME, YOU ICY-HOT BASTARD!" Todoroki: *holding his hand, panting* "My hand!" -6....5...4...- Izuku: *looks at the headband* "I got it! I got--" ._.;;;;; -70- Izuku: Q____Q "...Shit." -5...- Izuku: "Turn back! We got to--" -4...- Dark Shadow: *swings back* -3...2...- Todoroki: "????" *looks up at his head* "What?!" Bakugo: "AAAARG!" -BEEEEEEEP- midnight: time's up! Bakugo: *face-plant* *Price Is Right fail theme plays* person: *answers phone* yeah? announcer: in first place, team todoroki! denki: will someone please give me some pants? announcer: in second place, TEAM BAKUGOU! mina: whew. announcer: in third place is- eh? team shinsou?! hitoshi: thanks for the help. nirengeki: ....*blinks* w-wha? is it over already? Iida: "Momo made these for you, Denki." *holds up plaid pants* Bakugo: *banging his head against the ground* denki: .... QuQ ochako: ....hey deku. *points to tokoyami* Izuku: "Guys, I'm sorry I--" mei + ochako: *pointing to tokoyami* Izuku: "But I wanted to apologize--" Tokoyami: "Stop. And promise you won't cry." Izuku: "...Okay, I promise." Tokoyami: "When you hit Todoroki, you shook him. I tried to get the 10 million, and I failed. I am sorry." Izuku: "...But this is my fault--" Tokoyami: "But I got another." ochako: OoO mei: !! Dark Shadow: *holds the 519 headband* Izuku: "..." *geyser tears* Dark Shadow: "HE SAID NOT TO CRY!" Tokoyami: -____- announcer: in 4th place. TEAM MIDORIYA!! inko: *geyser tears* IIIZUUUUKUUUUU!!!! neighbor: *stomping* KEEP IT DOWN! inko: sorry! Neighbor #2: "Her son won something--you shut up, Frank!" frank: .n. *shuts up* ochako: ^^.....*looks over at todoroki* Todoroki: *clutching his hand...shaking...* ochako:....*looks up at the audience* Endeavor: "...Disappointing." *turns away for the exit* ochako: ..... Endeavor: *walks down the stairs* -elsewhere- Kunikida: "...That was quite impressive." aya: did you see them? they were like WOOOSH and KABLAM and NYYYYOOM! Kunikida: "Hmm. Yes. There were many explosions...Would you be interested in attending the games in person?" aya: *shiny eyes* for reals?? Kunikida: "We have favors to call in. And some of our members are participating in the games." aya: woah really?? -elsewhere- miura: that was quite a spectacle, sir. Mori: "...Who was that boy?" miura: *looking it up* neito monoma. a UA student. Mori: "A UA student, who has stayed under the radar this long? He has a quirk?" miura: yes. being able to copy the quirk of anyone he touches for 5 minutes, but he is only able to use one at a time. Mori: "Hmm...Ask Akutagawa to keep an eye on that boy." miura: understood, sir. Mori: *smiles, sips his drink* -elsewhere- Benimaru: "Get in the hole." Mr. Tsubaki: "I DON'T WANT TO GO INTO THE HOLE!" Benimaru: "Do I have to force you into that hole?" Mr. Tsubaki: "I'm too big for your hole!" Benimaru: "No, you're not. Just push yourself in--" Tsukiyo: *outside* O\\\\\\\o *brain has broken* kirei: ^^; Mr. Tsubaki: "Fine! I'll hide in your stupid, smelly hole." Benimaru: *nods* fang-hua: you know he means the tunnels, right? Tsukiyo: *squishes Fang-Hua's cheeks* "Don't ruin this...for me..." fang-hua:.... -.-; Mr. Tsubaki: "...Where does it go?" Benimaru: "Just follow the path. I have someone waiting for you." Mr. Tsubaki: "???" -elsewhere- Sakuya: "..." *his hands are shaking* "I-I-I don't believe this..." naho: is something wrong? Sakuya: *holds up a photo...of him as a baby* naho: .... !!! Sakuya: "It-It's from the hospital..." naho: ....sakkun... Sakuya: Q_____Q naho:....*hugs* Sakuya: *hug* Y______Y -elsewhere- ango: ._____..; kirako: ^^; Kunikida: -_______- "I was going to spend a quiet evening organizing my books." ango: -_.-; Dazai: "Come on--you two needed to come out! In public. For fun. That's all I meant." kirako: ^^; Kunikida: "..." *eyeglass flash* "Which is why you promised to pay for Ango's meal, yes?" Dazai: OWO;;;; "...Huh?" ango: did you forget what tomorrow is? any birthdays? *glasses shine* Dazai: OWO;;; *looks into his wallet* "...My poor babies...Daddy has to give you away to buy food..." ango: -__.-; please dont refer to yourself as 'daddy'. Kunikida: "The thought of you procreating is repugnant." Dazai: Q_________Q kirako: ^^; Kunikida: "Ango, what will you be ordering? Something expensive, I imagine." -elsewhere- Bakugo: "GET BACK HERE, YOU SMUG, SMIRKING PIECE OF SHIT!" Monoma: *dodging* "Sorry, can't hear you!" hanta: come on, you already won, bakugo- Bakugo: "I WAS GOING TO RIP THE POINTS OFF OF DEKU BEFORE THIS ASSHOLE GOT IN THE WAY, ALL BECAUSE HE KEEPS HARASSING ITSUKA! I'M GOING TO BEAT HIS ASS, THEN I'M GOING TO BEAT DEKU'S ASS, THEN I'M GOING TO LOCK TODOROKI IN A REFRIGERATOR AND TOSS IT OFF A CLIFF!" hanta:.....holy cow. mina: .-.; eijiro:....*softly, but with a lot of emotion* bruh. Todoroki: *leaving the nurse's office, his sprained wrist healed* "..." ("I screwed up...I wasn't supposed to awaken it...") ochako: hey todoroki. ^^ congrats on making first! Todoroki: "..." *stares at her* ochako: ....how's your wrist? Todoroki: "It's fine." *turns* ochako: ....is something bothering you? Todoroki: "...Why did you work with Midoriya?" ochako: eh? well, because we're friends. ^^ plus he looked lonely, i dont want anyone to feel left out. Todoroki: "What if I wanted you on my team?" ochako: me? *points to herself* then maybe tsuyu would have joined deku's team then? Todoroki: "And if you were on my team, your weightlessness could have been helpful..." ochako: i guess it would have been. ^^ Todoroki: "...You...did well out there." ochako:.... *smiles* thanks. Todoroki: "...Well, I should get something to eat." -\\\- -elsewhere- Rin: "Yay, Izuku!" Death the Kid: Izuku: ^\\\\^ madoka: congrats on winning 4th! kyouko: not bad. shinra: you did awesome out there, man! Izuku: ^\\\^ "I-I couldn't have done it without my team..." Dark Shadow: *gobbling another apple* mei: ^^ hmm? where did the gravity girl go? Izuku: "Oh...She said she wanted to check on Todoroki." mei: ah, i see. Izuku: "...I hope he's okay...I didn't mean to hit his hand so hard...but that fire--" shinra: it didnt seem like the same kind of fire that i use, or anyone with an ignition ability, really. Izuku: "I thought the same...I think it has to do with Todoroki inheriting his ability as a Quirk, whereas Ignition Abilities...well, you had told me..." shinra: *nods* Izuku: "...Something not hereditary but...transmitted..." shinra: ?? tsuyu: hey izuku. Izuku: "!!! H-Hey, Tsuyu--Tsu! Um...I'm sorry about the competition." tsuyu: it's fine, no hard feelings, right? Izuku: ^\\\^ "R-Right...You have dinner yet?" -elsewhere- Yohei: *holding up burnt pasta* o___O -elsewhere- Endeavor: *standing outside the stadium* All Might: "Been a long time...Endeavor." ochako: ?? *peeeeek* Endeavor: "..." *flames higher* "All Might..." All Might: "...Happy to see you! Let's get ice cream!" ochako: *listening* Endeavor: "Get out of my sight. As if I'd have ice cream with you--" All Might: "Oh, right--sorry! That was insensitive! We'll get something hot--" Endeavor: "I don't want any damn tea!" ochako: ... (thinking: jeez, mr endeavor's a jerk.) All Might: "...I just wanted to congratulate you and Little Shoto. That was an impressive victory, all without using his left side. I know someone is raising him well--which is why I wanted to ask for your help in training the next generation--" Endeavor: "..." *chuckles* "That happy-go-lucky attitude of yours...That is your undoing. It pisses me off." All Might: *tiny voice* "I-I'm sorry--" ochako: *glare* (thinking: wow, he's _really_ a jerk! ) Endeavor: "I didn't raise that boy. I created him." All Might: "...Huh?" ochako: ?? Endeavor: "That rebellious little brat...I made him for one purpose: to surpass you!" All Might: "...Eh?!" ochako: ?! Endeavor: "I'm gonna make sure he surpasses you...With the power of that mother of his, and my power, all he needs is the right motivation...His mother made sure to give him that. Now he'll desire to surpass me...surpass you...to be the best hero. My blood in his veins will make sure of that. Say goodbye to all that fame, All Might..." *sneers* "It's mine now." ochako:.....*exits* ....(thinking: todoroki....) All Might: "Um...Okay...Well...Good...talk?" Endeavor: "Go fuck yourself." All Might: o____O Endeavor: *leaves* -elsewhere- Lucy: Q_____Q "Oh no..." atsushi: what's wrong?? Lucy: "I...kinda put a bet on who would win the round in the Sports Festival." atsushi: o-o oh. with who? ranpo: YEAH! hello 20 bucks! welcome to my wallet! Lucy: >______< "T-Take it, you overgrown child!" *tosses money at Ranpo, hugs her plushie* ranpo: ^^ Kyoka: "Too bad. I guess it doesn't pay to bet against someone thinking four steps ahead." atsushi: (thinking: im convinced he may be an esper in some way...) *a knock against the door, as it sounds like someone has dropped a body there* atsushi: O-O;; Dazai: *collapsed in front of the door* TT____TT atsushi: um.... ._.; kirako: *helping him to the couch* Dazai: "My money...All my money..." Kunikida: *enters* "...I brought dessert." Kyoka: "Mine." atsushi: ^^; Kyoka: *offers a slice of cake to Ranpo* Lucy: "So, you get your date's number--" Kunikida: *glare* Lucy: "Eep!" *hides behind Atsushi* -elsewhere- Kid: *changing into pajamas* stocking: *in negligee* Kid: *smiles* "Looks great on you." stocking: thanks~ but i bet it'd look better on the floor~ Kid: o\\\\o "...I-I would have to do a comparison to check..." -elsewhere- Shousaku: *looking at a Bible* "Whose is that?" yana: that would be the padre's. leo: i shall return this to him. *picks it up and walks off* Hawthorne: *writing onto scraps of paper* leo: *knocking* pastor. you forgot this. Hawthorne: "...Oh. Thank you." *holds out his hand* leo: *hands it to him* Hawthorne: "...Do you like sermons?" leo: i dont have the time today. perhaps some other time. *she walks away* Hawthorne: "..." *hugs his book* YY____YY leo: ... Hawthorne: *sniffs, opens his book...continues writing* -elsewhere- Todoroki: "Oh, you're back." ochako: ...just had to use the facilities. ^^ Todoroki: "...Ah..." *looks at the clock* "...Are you returning home?" ochako: *nods* Todoroki: "...I'll walk you home." ochako: ... *thinking about what endeavor said...* Todoroki: "...What?" ochako: ....you want dinner with us? ^^; Todoroki: "...'Us'?" ochako: me and my family? Todoroki: "...Would they mind?" ochako: i'll call and ask. ^^ Todoroki: "...I would like that." ochako: ^^ -elsewhere- Victor: X________X -elsewhere- katya: *siiigh* bored....im gonna get something to drink... Shousaku: *in the kitchen* katya: who let you outta your cell, brat? Shousaku: "...I said I wanted a glass of water. The guard led me here." katya: ah. yana:...*smug smile* Shousaku: "You wanted a drink, too?" yana: nah. i told zoey that fyodor wanted some tea, so she went to bring him some....meanwhile ivan is _also_ bringing him tea. i have the camera set up. want to watch? katya: oh hell yeah! this is gonna be good, i can tell! Shousaku: "??? Why would that be a problem?": yana: oh dont worry, my dude. this is gonna be hysterical. zoey: *entering the room....at the same time as ivan....* *smiles, twitching slightly* Ivan: "...Hello, Miss Lewis." zoey: .....might i....ask what you're doing? *hands shaking.* Ivan: "To tend to Master Dostoevsky. He asked me for tea." zoey: what a coincidence...master fyodor...asked the same of me.... -murderous aura- pushkin: *turns the corner...spots them....turns and walks away* nope nope nope nope not touchin that nope. Ivan: *smiles...shaking* "That seems unlikely. Master Dostoevsky would not want to trouble you. He knows how difficult it is for you to make tea as he desires." zoey: i would...gladly...go out of my way for him. ^^# Ivan: "Oh, I know, Miss Lewis. But let's face it--you do have difficulty following instructions." zoey: *vein burst* i always....do as...master asks...of me... ^^## katya: *malicious chuckle* yana: *whistle* how she gonna recover from that one? Ivan: "...You try. But sometimes, Master Dosyoevsky wants someone who knows how to fulfill his every desire...Otherwise, if he was already fulfilled, I don't think he would be asking me." katya: OH! dang that gotta sting. zoey: *snarling* Ivan: "And there we go, with the snarling, like the bitch you are--" zoey: why y-you little- keek: um...excuse me? Ivan: "Yes, child?" keek: i was just....wanting to know where the bathroom was? QuQ zoey: *opens the door and goes in* Ivan: "!!!" *pushes past Keek to get to the door before he's locked out* keek: *knocked over* >< Ivan: *pushes his way inside* Shousaku: "!!!" FD: "...Zoey. Ivan. What the hell?" zoey: y-your tea master fyodor! yana: do we have a tie on our hands? lets see what the judge has to say. Ivan: "I made it just as you want it!" *pushes into Zoey* FD: O_O "Um, be careful--" zoey: >^< -nice catch- yana: his tea didnt even drop. katya: we have a winner for this round! FD: "..." *looks at the tea...sips* zoey: D8 ..... *hateful glare at ivan* Ivan: *smiles at FD* "I only wish to serve you, Master~" *smirks at Zoey* FD: "Not bad." zoey: *shaking* FD: "Let's try Zoey's." Ivan: D8 "What?" zoey: *shiny eyes* yana: OOOOOH PLOT TWIST! FD: *sips her cup* "...What did you add to this, Zoey?" zoey: i put my own blood into it. yana: .....im not even shocked. katya: ew. Ivan: O_______O Shousaku: "..." *dry heave* FD: "...Zoey, we need to talk about that..." zoey: do you...not like it? FD: "Did you add it because of my condition?" zoey: i wanted....to be a part of you....<3 Ivan: "..." ("She's mad...") FD: "..." *smiles* "But Zoey, you're already part of me..." zoey: ah~<3 yana: ugh, massive cringe points. katya: he's doing this to troll us, i just know it. *gag* FD: *strokes a finger under her chin* Ivan: "S-Sir! I could...I could..." zoey: *small glare back at ivan* FD: *looks at Ivan* "You could what?" Ivan: O______O "...I could let you lick more of her blood!" leo: ..... (thinking: ivan....) *sigh* FD: "..." *looks at Zoey* zoey: would you....like that, master? FD: "...Sure, why not." Ivan: *already holding a knife* zoey: *slicing into her shoulder with her scalpel* Ivan: D:< FD: "..." *smiles, as he licks up the blood* zoey: ah~ u////u Ivan: "...Sir, I--" leo: .... FD: *presses Zoey down onto his bed* zoey: ah~! Ivan: "..." *sets his tea down on the table...turns to leave* leo:....ivan. try not to be too disheartened... *she seems concerned* Ivan: *slams the door shut behind him, storms forward--knocking Keek down again* keek: >^< WHY leo: ....ivan? will you be alright? Ivan: "I'm fine!" *keeps walking* leo:....do you want something to drink? Ivan: "...Sure." leo:....*small smile* -elsewhere- Monoma: Q_____Q pony: sorrya ya didnt make it to da next round, nate. Monoma: "I thought the plan was perfect..." pony: ?? Monoma: "How did that hot-head break through defenses?" kaibara: he seemed pretty pissed off....scary. Monoma: "No kidding...He's like a villain." student: and interesting way to call the kettle, pot. Monoma: "NAME ONE VILLAINOUS THING I HAVE EVER DONE!" kaibara: stalking itsuka, harassing bakugou for talking to itsuka, lying about owning a Rolex. Monoma: "I DIDN'T KNOW IT SAID 'FOLEX!'" kaibara: you own and show off a bootleg watch. and that's terrible. Monoma: "..." *takes off the watch, puts it in his pocket* "There. Better?" -elsewhere- Todoroki: "...This is your home?" ochako: yep. Todoroki: "It looks...cozy." mama uraraka: welcome home honey! ochako: hey mom! mama uraraka: yuu came over today too. yuu: welcome home. ochako: hey yuu! *hug* Todoroki: "...???" ochako: todoroki, this is my cousin, yuu. yuu, mom, this is my friend from school, todoroki. mama uraraka: nice to meet you. Todoroki: "...Likewise, ma'am." *holds out his hand* -elsewhere- Joker: Q________Q "So cold..." scarlet: i have the heat on. Joker: *shakes ice cubes out of his socks* scarlet:...im not even going to ask. Joker: *puts his feet near a portable heater* =\\\\\= -elsewhere- Relan: *with a laptop* "..." iris: whats up? Relan: "...Just looking at an outfit..." -elsewhere- Kid: *purrs* stocking: *sigh* how was that~? Kid: *smiles* "Perfect..." *cuddle* stocking: ^^ *smooch* Kid: ^\\\\^ "Stocking..." *pats her inner thigh* stocking: ah~ Kid: *small massage of her thigh, as he rests his head against her shoulder* -elsewhere- Izuku: *in his All Might pajamas, writing notes* "--then Dark Shadow's abilities in absolute darkness would be its power at its greatest..." -elsewhere- Bakugo: *grumbling, holding a bowl of melted ice cream* papa bakugou: you did great today, son. ^^ Bakugo: "It wasn't first. How is that 'great'?" papa bakugou: at least you made it to the next round, right? Bakugo: "And when I get there, I'm going to beat Deku into the ground!" -elsewhere- Akitaru: *looking at old newspaper articles* shinra: ?? Akitaru: "This is what newspapers covered after...what happened to my family." *sets it down...there are images of firefighters, Akitaru with his head buried in his hands* shinra:......*his stomach drops....and he just hugs akitaru* ........ Akitaru: "!!! ..." *pats his back* "I didn't mean to upset you..." shinra:.....its fine.... Akitaru: "I just...was thinking something here has to show a link...I don't think this was an accident." shinra: .... Akitaru: "The bugs...Human combustion...Something just seems connected." shinra:.... (thinking: those dreams too...) Akitaru: "I want to be careful going into the Nether. Giovanni is a smooth talker--he can confuse people with his pseudo-intellectual stuff. So don't fall for it." shinra:... *he nods* Akitaru: "Let's review these files in the morning. Get some sleep, son." shinra:....ok, night dad. Akitaru: *smiles* "Night." *pats his back* -early morning- Todoroki: "Zzz..." fuyumi: *making breakfast* Todoroki: *sits up* =_____= -elsewhere- Black Star: "Zzz..." Sakuya: *yawns* lilac: zzzz tsubaki: morning. Sakuya: "Hey...Sleep okay?" tsubaki: *nods* you? Sakuya: "More or less...Weird dream about...childhood." tsubaki:....want to talk about it? *making tea* Sakuya: "...You have baby photos?" tsubaki: *she nods and gets out a photo album* .....*sad smile* Sakuya: "...We never had many photos...That's your brother?" tsubaki: *she nods* ... Sakuya: "The family resemblance is strong...He looks tall." tsubaki: ....*she nods....wiping her eyes* Sakuya: "...I'm sorry...I...know a bit about that." tsubaki: i-it's fine. Sakuya: "...I miss her." tsubaki: ?? Sakuya: "M-My sister..." tsubaki:....*pats his back* Sakuya: "..." *hug* -elsewhere- Patty: *serving seven stacks of pancakes* stocking: *nom* Kid: Q___Q "I wanted another one..." stocking: you can have one of mine. Kid: TTWTT "Thank you..." stocking: ^^ Patty: *puts a dollop of blueberry jam on her pancake* -elsewhere- -rain begins to fall- Chuuya: *looking out a window* sonia: *brushing her doll's hair* Chuuya: "Really coming down hard out there..." sonia: *looks out the window* ... Chuuya: "...Raining cats and dogs, as they say..." sonia:...but i dont see any, besides mito. mito: *mewl* Chuuya: *chuckle* "It's an expression. Just means a lot of water coming down." sonia: oh....*looks up* do you think the sky is sad today? Chuuya: "...Maybe. Not sure why it'd be..." sonia:....do you think it misses mama too? Chuuya: "...It wouldn't surprise me." sonia: .... Chuuya: "A lot of people miss her..." sonia:....*hug* Chuuya: *hug* -elsewhere- keek:.....*hearing the sound*.... !!! *running towards it* (thinking: rain drops....i-i can hear rain drops!!) *drip drip drop drip* keek: *running so fast she's practically tripping on her own feet.....she can see a light from the outside....tears falling down her cheeks* ah... ???: "...Things I almost remember, and a song someone sings..." keek: *paralyzed with fear* ......*eyes wide, pupils shrunk....she slowly looks behind her* FD: "...safe and warm..." *aims* keek: *making a beeline for the exit, screaming* FD: "...prance through a silver storm..." *BANG* keek: *collapses as she feels a sharp pain in her right calf* !!!! ... *crawling to the exit, tears still falling from fear* FD: *already standing over her...puts a heel on her hand* keek: AH! *looking up, terrified* i....i do...i dont.... FD: "..." *aims at her head* keek: *crying* I DONT WANT TO DIE!!! FD: "Then why do you run?" keek: *screaming* S-SOMEONE! HELP ME! PELASE!! ???: "What are you doing to her?!" FD: *eyeroll--as he fires a shot just past her leg* keek: !!! Hawthorne: "She is already terrified! I think she got your message..." keek: *sobbing, trying to get away, but about to pass out from the pain* zoey: shall i.....put the pastor back in line?....then take care of the patient? FD: "...Tend to the patient first." zoey: of course. *she drags zoey back into the darkness of the tunnels as she screams and cries for help* keek: *glancing up at some text on the wall...* -Zverkov Mining- -elsewhere underground- pushkin: ?? hey gon, kat, did you hear those gun shots too? katya: *already has her guns out* are we under attack? Ivan: *follows the sound* leo: !! keek: *fainted* zoey: oh she isnt dead....yet anyway. Ivan: "And you're cracking jokes while she's bleeding out?" leo: ._.; zoey: *just drags her to medical* katya: looks like she got shot. Ivan: "Yes...But why--" FD: "Because." Ivan: o\\\w\\\o yana: guessin she tried to run? FD: "Yes. Make sure she doesn't again." yana: i could tell. FD: "So, keep an eye on her." -elsewhere-
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