#my parents have somehow gotten it in their heads that im like. a love heals all type of person

[aro-culture-is]

Aro culture is finding cute clothes and being annoyed that the ones you like have either the word "love" or a bunch of hearts on them a million times.

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#aro culture is #aro #aromantic #actually aro #actually aromantic #ask #mod kee #my parents have somehow gotten it in their heads that im like. a love heals all type of person #and i think it's causs they both lived through hippies as a revolutionary movement and know im leftist #but yeah me. a loveless aro. owns several shirts with the word love on them as a result of this

[bumbleklee]

the first week

masterlist | 1k prompt masterlist | baby series

pairings: diluc, kaeya, childe and zhongli x female!reader (separate)

warnings: babies

before i officially start the series: if you would like to be on a tag list for this series please let me know! i didn't make one for the pregnancy series because it slipped my mind but i noticed a lot of the same people returning lol. secondly, quite a few people have sent me family/baby requests but instead of making them totally separate parts, im just going to add them into this series! so if you get a tag from me, your request is in the prompt somewhere (ex: @dragontamereg​ for khanreiah eyes) ♡( ◡‿◡ ) enjoy

diluc

If you thought one baby was difficult, try two.

And it didn’t help that you were still exhausted from the birth. Diluc felt like he was going into overdrive between tending to you and his new children. The first week felt like a never ending cycle of feeding, changing, bathing and sleeping.

Neither of you tried to be in a bad mood, but the sleepless nights and fatigue were catching up faster than you anticipated.

You had just laid down when Clara started to whine in the bassinet next to your bed. Her cries woke up Isaac and soon both babies were fussy. Your eyes pried open and you leaned over to rock the bassinet, shushing the newborn.

Diluc groaned next to you and sat up. He had dark bags under his eyes and his hair was frizzy and messy from not being able to shower in a few days.

“Can you calm Isaac down?” You asked tiredly, lifting Clara up and bringing her over to the bed.

“Why can’t you? I thought we said we would take turns,” He grumbled, though he was already getting out of bed and walking to the other side. You rolled your eyes and rocked Clara in your arms, brushing your finger against her soft tuft of hair.

“Because this isn’t something we can take turns at, Diluc,” You snapped back.

He sighed and climbed back into bed, Isaac now in his arms. The room was silent except for the occasional whines and noises from the babies. You had come to the conclusion that they just liked to wake you up for fun.

After a while, you turned your head to the side and melted at the scene. Isaac was laying on top of Diluc’s chest and they had both fallen asleep. Diluc’s mouth hung open and the baby snuggled into his warmth. You reached over to brush a lock of hair out of Diluc’s face, “My boys,” You said quietly.

At your touch, Diluc jolted awake. He was careful not to disturb Isaac, “Did I fall asleep?”

“You did,” You said, the ghost of a smile on your face. You put both babies back into their respective bassinets and Diluc lifted the blanket so you could slide next to him. “I don’t want to argue.”

“Me either,” Diluc agreed, wrapping his arms around you, “It’s just the first week. I’m sure it’ll get much easier.”

kaeya

To say Kaeya was attached to your daughter was an understatement. When you weren’t feeding her, Kaeya was tending to her. He held her close to him every chance he got, even offering to change and bathe her so you could sleep.

And he was so, so gentle with her. He didn’t know it was possible to love someone so much. You had gotten into the habit of just watching Kaeya. You didn’t know if you were ever going to have another child one day, so you treasured these moments like diamonds.

“Kaeya? The shower’s open,” You called out, twisting water out of your hair and wrapping a towel around yourself. When you didn’t get an answer, you raised an eyebrow. You changed into clean clothes and poked your head into the hallway to see the light to the nursery was on. “Kae?”

You poked your head into the nursery and stopped in the doorway, a smile creeping onto your tired face.

Calla laid on the changing table with Kaeya hovering above her. She barely kicked her feet, something she was just learning to do, and Kaeya struggled to get her legs into her onesie. “Come on, Princess,” He pleaded, tickling the bottom of her feet. Calla made a noise and Kaeya took the opportunity to dress her finally.

Once he lifted her up, he noticed you standing in the doorway. “Very cute,” You said softly, teasing Kaeya. Your husband smiled proudly.

“How was your shower?” He asked, looking for a pacifier to give to Calla.

“It was nice. You can take one now if you want,” You said. Kaeya looked down at Calla and hesitated. “I promise she’ll be here when you get out.”

You took Calla from Kaeya and brought her into your bedroom. After feeding her, you held her in your arms and she stared at you with wide eyes. Like Kaeya, she had his unique star pupil. Neither of you knew that was something that could be passed down but Kaeya was beyond shocked that it was. He wished she didn’t have it, saying something about how it didn’t represent her, but you liked it.

Calla yawned and you laid her beside you in the bassinet, rocking it before she fell asleep. Kaeya joined you in bed a little while later and rubbed his face against your shoulder, “I’ll grab her the next time she wakes up.”

“How did I get stuck with someone so wonderful?” You asked, throwing your head back. Kaeya shrugged and kissed your forehead before snuggling close to you. His eyes never left the bassinet.

childe

You didn’t know what to expect during the first week of Nikolai’s life but it definitely wasn’t a shower of gifts from your boyfriend. It seemed that everyday you woke up, there was something new on the bedside table.

“Childe, what are these for?” You finally asked after unboxing a designer dress that in no way would fit you now.

Your boyfriend poked his head into the bedroom, a coffee mug in one hand and Nikolai snuggled securely in his other arm. “Just some thank you presents,” He said casually, as if he wasn’t dropping thousands of mora with each gift.

“For what?”

Childe smiled softly and came into the bedroom, putting down his mug and climbing onto the next next to you. “For giving me this little guy,” He said quietly, “I’ll be eternally grateful.”

Your cheeks grew warm, “You helped too, you know.”

“I didn’t have to go through nine months of pregnancy and hours of labor, though.” Childe caressed Nikolai’s cheek and the baby’s eyes fluttered closed. “Do you think he knows we’re his parents yet?”

You stopped examining the dress to peer at your boyfriend, “Of course he does. You’re his father.”

“Yeah, but, you have a better bond with him. I’m just on the outside.”

You sighed and reached out to hold your hand over Childe’s, “He knows you just as well as he knows me, Ajax. You’ve been in his life as much as I have and you’ve been singing to him, talking to him and loving him. He adores you.”

Your words made Childe smile softly. Nikolai stirred in his sleep and Childe adjusted him in his arms. He was so small, so delicate, and Childe would never let anything or anyone harm him.

You snuggled back into the covers, exhausted from being a new mother, and Childe didn’t leave your side. “Thank you for the gifts,” You mumbled, your face half squished in a pillow.

“Oh, they aren’t done just yet.”

zhongli

Because of your traumatic experience in labor, Zhongli was being extra precautious with you. He didn’t like when you left the bed, even to use the restroom or grab the baby, and would much rather bring Jia to you when it came time to feed her.

The help was nice for the first few days since you were exhausted and sore but as time went on, you became ansty to just be a mother. It wasn’t like Zhongli was holding you back on purpose - he was just horrified that you weren’t yet healed from your traumatic experience and something could happen while you were up and about.

So when Zhongli ran to the store and left you home alone with Jia sleeping in the bassinet, you took this as your opportunity. Gently waking up the sleeping baby, you lifted your daughter into your arms. She snuggled into your warm embrace and slowly, and somehow calmly, woke up.

You bathed Jia yourself for the first time since she was born and afterwards, carried her to the nursery to change her into warm pajamas. For the first time all week, you were starting to feel like a mother.

“Why are you up?”

A voice broke you out of your trance and you looked up to see Zhongli standing in the doorway. He wasn’t mad, just worried, and his voice expressed that.

“You can’t hold me hostage in bed forever,” You said, picking Jia up and resting her securely in your arms.

“But what if it’s too early for you to do strenuous activity?” He questioned, frowning a bit.

You rolled your eyes, “Taking care of my daughter isn't a strenuous activity.” You stepped closer to Zhongli so you could reach a hand up and cup the side of his face, “Besides, I’m feeling much better.”

Zhongli leaned into your touch, “You’ll tell me if you need a break, right?”

“Of course I will.”

You made your way to the loveseat in the corner of the nursery and you sat down in it, enjoying the change of scenery from the bedroom for once. Zhongli’s eyes softened at the sight of you with the baby and he went to leave the room. Before he stepped out, he turned his head over his shoulder and said, “I’m proud of you.”

#diluc x reader #kaeya x reader #childe x reader #zhongli x reader #genshin x reader #genshin family #genshin baby #genshin writing #genshin headcanons #genshin x female reader

[hanadolphieron]

lunar artist!yeojin; chapter five~

warnings; swearing, gun shots, gun wounds, death, explosions, grenades, sky battles, war in general, kissing, (ooo) crying

genre; sci-fi, strangers to friends to lovers, angst, a meager amount of fluff

pairing; im yeojin x gender neutral!reader

word count; 1.8k

summary; your small crater town on the moon was rarely visited. one day, artist!yeojin travels all the way from mars to paint the serene, wistful scenery of your planet.

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yeojin moves away from the doorway, toward you and the soldiers. 

“move,” she says, “i can handle this.”

“copy that, general,” they respond, scurrying towards the exit.

wait. general? 

yeojin commands this fucking army?

you have got to be kidding me. here you thought she was about to free you and give herself a cool redemption arc, but no. she’s the general of the army that has decimated your planet.

stalking closer, yeojin stands in front of you, reminding you of all the times you’ve been in this same position- staring at each other silently, understanding completely what the other is thinking.

however, this time, you’re wrong about yeojin.

glancing towards the door to make sure no one’s lurking, she grabs the cuffs around your wrists, unlocks them deftly, her small hands moving as fast as the lunar crabs that scuttle across the surface of the moon, than does the same to your ankles, rescuing them as well.

you fall into her arms. you must have been hanging on the device for a long time, considering the weakness of your joints and limbs.

her scent envelops you. it’s familiar, smelling like muddy vanilla encompassed in sunshine. you almost relax and let yourself stay in her hold, but you catch yourself.

you’re supposed to be repulsed by her. infuriated by her entire being. 

your heart doesn’t agree with that. you push it to the side.

“well? you’re not even going to thank me?” yeojin says accusingly. she seems to have gotten her attraction under control, and doesn’t feel as conflicted as you.

“what am i supposed to thank you for? the destruction you’ve caused to my planet? the thousands of lives lost thanks to your command? do you really think i’m that weak? weak enough to just fall back into your arms? narcissistic enough to only care about my feelings, and not the hearts of all the people down below us?”

“look!” she yells, “i’ve told you before, i didn’t have a choice! i had to take this position or who knows what the government would do to my family! did you never listen to anything i said? any of the comments about how corrupted my planet is? and you think you’re not narcissistic..”

your mouth opens to defend yourself, but you realize you don’t have a response. you do remember all those things she’s said to you. you remember every single moment. you had prepared yourself to treasure them once the two of you settled down together, two hopeless romantics. it seems that image was just conjured up the hopeful thoughts of your mind.

leave, your brain says. you listen, turning away from yeojin, powering towards the door. 

you know it’s a bad choice. walking headfirst into what could be a battlefield is incredibly dumb, but at this point you couldn’t bring yourself to care.

you couldn’t be near her. it was too much. 

you couldn’t say hurtful words to her, burning through the ties of your relationship that you’ve loved so much, and can’t have taken away.

yeojin seems to regret her words, and quickly steps in front of you, grabbing your arm, “wait, y/n, please, it’s dangerous out there.”

her words aren’t laced with sarcasm or mockery, as if she was calling you weak. you want her to be mean and insult you. maybe then you could hate her.

you still let go of her. ripping your arm away from her protective grip, you storm out of the door. she tries to follow, but you break into a run. today’s leg day it seems.

luckily, the corridor hasn’t been turned into a war yet, and you sprint down it, following the sound of gunshots.

you know the violence will give you cover; yeojin can’t go racing through open fire and survive, she would be an idiot to do so.

rounding the corner, footsteps pounding against the ground, echoing throughout the hallway, you catch sight of red fire.

only a few moments ago, you wanted to run away from the same explosions, but now, you seek their loud blasts and comforting smoke.

everything feels surreal. you push your legs to go faster, powering toward danger. 

you reach the room, which you realize must be the hanger, and slide behind a crate that has been partly blown up by gunfire. you pray that yeojin doesn’t see you, and has enough common sense to not follow you here.

however, you catch sight of her, she’s made it to the entrance of the hanger. you can barely make out her figure, the blasts of bullets and grenades obstructing your vision and making your eyes tear up.

pulling your eyes away from her, you look at the ground next to you.

a lifeless face looks up at you. the right side of it is so messed up it doesn’t even look lunar. the eye is bulging out, sitting off center. a bullet wound cuts through the neck, leaving a gaping hole. the whole face is ashen, covered in smoke and blood. 

you can’t even scream.

you sit there, paralyzed, staring at your fellow comrade. the one who said they were going to be the one to protect you.

this could have happened to you. when that grenade went off and you blacked out, that was a lucky chance. you should be dead right now.

you tear your eyes away from it, the image burning in your mind.

staring across the hanger to yeojin, you realize she’s gone. for some reason, you feel an urgent need to find her. desperation overtakes you. something is happening to her. you can’t place what it is, but you have an aching, pulsing, screaming, crying, guilty feeling in your gut.

your eyes searching frantically through through the smoke around you, you see her.

see her get shot.

it doesn’t happen in slow motion like you hear about in books or stories.

it’s more of a blur. you don’t see the bullet, or when it hits her. you just see yeojin fall to the ground, mouth opening and making a noise you can’t hear. 

red clouds your vision. you don’t know if it’s blood or anger.

forgetting all sense of self preservation, you race over to yeojin. 

somehow, the bullets flying around you seem to miss your tall, slender lunar body and you make it yeojin, and fall to your knees in front of her.

all past regrets and resentment are gone. all you know, all you need, is for yeojin to live through this, and stay with you.

leaning down over her form, you see the wound. it’s a gaping, crimson hole in her side, gushing blood.

ripping apart your shirt like all the cool heroes in the movies you saw as a child, you push it up against her, temporarily stopping the blood flow.

it starts bleeding through within seconds. she’s already unconscious. you don’t want that to escalate. but there’s nothing you can do. she’ll be gone within seconds. gone forever.

and you’ll never see her contagious smile again. or her cackling laugh. or the pitch of her voice raise at the end of her sentence whenever she teases you. or her unreadable resting face.

she’ll just be another body. another number, lost to endless, depressing data.

you’re sobbing at this point. taking her head and resting it in your lap, you can’t stop the tears. you stroke her hair, reveling in its coarse strands. they soon become wet with your tears.

you don’t bother checking her pulse; you’re too scared too. she’s breathing, but for how long?

the salt from your sorrows streams toward the open wound. you feel bad, knowing how salt hurts flesh, and move to stop them, hands shaking.

but something curious happens.

the tears don’t seem to hurt yeojin. they seem to help her.

the small bit of flesh inside the wound that your tears touched is not red anymore, it’s the color of her skin. it is skin, you realize.

your weeping is healing her.

and that’s when it hits you. your from neptune. where some people’s tears are known to heal others. you fucking bimbo. 

you have saved others before?! on the playground, when your best friend skinned their knee, you cried for her, testing your powers out. and another time, when you’d broken your leg trying to open the fridge and was too embarrassed to admit this to your parents. and countless more

and you hadn’t even thought about it now, when you’re in dire need.

panicking now, practically stabbing your tears to make them well up again, and scraping the past sobs from her head and pushing them at her wound.

you’re busy with this, working the fasted you’ve worked in years. you’re useful for once. you like saving lives.

you don’t look at yeojin’s face, still afraid to see it unmoving and ghastly gray. 

however, it is the exact opposite.

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yeojin’s eyes flutter open after feeling nurse-like hands stroke frantically against her forehead, arms, and side.

she’s delirious for a moments, and doesn’t know where, what, who, why, or when is going on.

when she finally comes to her sense after a few minutes of blinking, she still thinks she’s gone crazy.

it’s you, the one who has run away from her countless times. you, who she thought was never going to come back. you, who she supposed was going to go back to her lonely life and never be seen again. you, who she guessed couldn’t care less if she was gone. 

and she calls out for you, her voice a scratchy whisper.

you turn to her, wide eyes glistening, face wrinkled in pain and exertion, beautiful, messy hair framing your soft face. 

your features light up, all of them turning up and making her cracked, dry skin brighten in return.

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you can’t believe it. she’s alive. when you thought all hope was lost, even if your sorrow somehow created life, a miracle happened.

squealing her name, and cupping her face in your hands, you bend over her and place a sloppy, ecstatic kiss on her forehead. her beautiful lips are parted in a smile that hurts you deep down, knowing that you almost lost it.

and that’s when you know.

and you can’t wait any longer. you need to have her, now and forever.

you repeat what did a few moments ago, except this time on her lips. you lean over her, pressing your chest up against hers, clasping her cheeks in one of your hands, the other reaching around to brush against the back of her neck, and push your lips up against hers.

you’ve never done this before, yet it feels perfect. feels so right, despite everything that’s happened. 

and as your desperately engulf each other, never wanting to let go, as fire burns in the background, as others fall around you, you confess, “i love you.”

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masterlist ~ previous

#femifics #loona #im yeojin #loona imagines #loona fluff #loona angst #loona reactions #loona scenarios #loona x reader #yeojin x reader

[marshmallowprotection]

Ive never heard of a pain sharing setting in soulmate aus until now and im a bit overwhelmed by the sheer amount of angst you can fit into that... so, could i challenge you to turn it into fluff, somehow? With either or both of the choi twins?

You had spent so much of your life feeling the weight of something on your chest that was akin to a rock. The emotional pain was just as real as physical pain and the soulmate that you had was very troubled. 

You had often gotten bruises, bumps, and cuts throughout your childhood that would heal and go away. 

Those weren’t so much of a problem for you, those things healed but the glances that your parents gave you were always nervous or sympathetic. 

You were okay with this and just assumed your soulmate was really clumsy for most of your childhood but it wasn’t until you got to your teen years that you knew that this wasn’t the case. 

This heavy baggage and feeling of dread that never left your body made you concerned. You often worried about your soulmate and you prayed nightly that they were okay. You couldn’t take their pain but you could feel it. You could feel their misery and how alone they felt. 

If only you could be there for them. 

Living your life, you made sure to always be smiling, always be happy, and to be always be looking out for others. The last thing that you wanted was to make their life any harder than it felt. Going through the motions and trying to survive the best that you could for many years worked more or less.

That all changed one day when you found yourself in a chatroom with strange people. Nonesuch stranger than the man that started to capture your heart from day one. Seven’s laughter felt contagious and you could tell that he was relieved to have someone to talk to until late into the night.

You spoke with him off and on when he was working, just filling the background with a quiet hum underneath the moonlight. It was strange, sometimes when you spoke with him though, there was a strange feeling inside of your chest that did not match up with what you had felt before. 

There was warmth in your bond. Where you had always felt pain and grief, there was a glimmer of light and hope in those feelings. What was that all about? You wondered. It must have been a mere coincidence. Your soulmate had always a strange way about their feelings as they fluctuated. 

It must have just been… circumstantial. That’s what you kept trying to tell yourself every single time that it happened. 

Yet, you couldn’t deny the truth any longer the day that Unknown burst into the apartment and your heart was filled with dread. It wasn’t even ten minutes later that Seven rushed into the room, his heart heavy, and you just felt adrenaline pumping in your veins. You were scared, but not scared enough to feel this sort of exhaustion. 

But, when you looked into Seven’s eyes, you knew that he felt it too. 

It went unacknowledged until you were safe from Unknown, well, you tried to bring it up to him but he rejected you before you could even say the words out loud to him. He warned you that it was dangerous to have a soulmate or even a romance with someone when you lived a life like his. Your heart was left in shatters.

Seven could feel it. 

You felt numbness in your bond, but there was the whisper of misery twisted inside of it. 

For days, you tried to reach out to him and get him to open up to you but he kept fighting it. He hated himself and he hated that you could feel everything that he wanted to hide away from the world. He wanted nobody to know how pathetic he really was. He wanted to keep living a pretend lie until he died for the sake of his brother. 

It was hurting him.

It was killing him. 

Until one day, you couldn’t take it anymore, and you poured your heart out to him and did the one thing that he feared you would do. You reached out and pressed your hand against his with fever. You shut your eyes and tried to take some of that pain from him. You just wanted him to open out, to stop bottling it up because it was suffocating him. 

“Seven, please…” you whispered, tears fraught in your eyes. “This hurts so much. I don’t know how you’re coping with this. Please, please just open up to me, to everyone. It’s okay to love others and it’s okay to be selfish. You deserve the chance to be happy.” 

Seven’s golden eyes widen at that. He looks away, as if guilty for making you feel the worst of himself. 

“Y/N…“

“Seven…” 

His hand gripped yours even tighter. “You’ve always tried to help me… I’ve felt it since I was a kid. I know you’re trying to be brave for me, and I know you want me to be happy but do I really deserve to be happy after everything that I’ve done? I failed my brother… I failed myself… and I failed you.” 

You shook your head. Leaning forward, you brushed your lips against his cheek and never lost your steel. “You haven’t failed anything yet. You’re still trying to do everything that you can, Seven. I believe in you. You can make things right, we can fix this. You just need to admit that you’re struggling and let everyone help you for a change. You’re not alone, you were never alone.”

Seven couldn’t ignore the wetness that had started to sting at the corner of his eyes. All he could think to do was throw his arms around you and finally give in to those feelings, crying and letting them come out for the night time in over a decade. 

He had never truly been alone… 

You were always there with him. 

#fluff #mystic messenger #mysme #mysticmessenger #saeyoung choi #choi saeyoung #seven #seven mm #seven mysme #seven mystic messenger #mystic messenger seven #mysme seven #mm seven #mod #Anon #ask #soulmate au

[goldenmessenger]

TS Actor AU: Reach Out Your Hand Pt 1

Summary: Before recovery can come, you have to admit you have a problem first. In 2019, Roman’s been clean for about 6 years. In 2011, however? Clean is a long way away. He’s alone. Isolated. No-one to turn to. Except he might have one person. But Roman’s ignored him for the last 4 years. But then the voicemail comes.

Read on Ao3 here.

A/N: Hey everyone! So, I’m currently working on a multi-chapter fic set after the last two fics. But that’s probably going to take me a while. So in the meantime, have this fic that’s set 8 years before the others. This is some backstory on Roman, Remus, and Dillon, and how Roman got on the first steps to recovery. Also, I meant for this to be a one-shot, but it’s going to be a two-parter. It’s too long to post all at once. I apologize in advance for this, it’s really intense and a lot of whump and angst. I promise part 2 will make up for everything, and that’ll be up tomorrow.

As usual, let me know if you want to be added to the taglist! And once again, I apologize.

Content Warnings: Drunken texts, drug abuse, drug overdose, mild violence (vague mention), self-deprecating thoughts and language, whump, angst

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Thursday, March 20, 2008

Sent at 11:24pm

Text from (xxx) xxx-xxxx:

happhy B-day roe

its me Rekus

Remus

i gootta new phonee 

im sorry

iwas the worts 

woest

worsr 

Cant typw

To drukn 

Miss u tho

First b-day wit out u

Do u mis me to?

See u on th news

Got that moie 

Movie deal u wanted

Hop ur doin wel 

That ur happy

M not

Mis u

Love u

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Friday, March 20, 2009

Sent at 2:00 pm

Text from (xxx) xxx-xxxx:

Hey Ro, happy birthday,

it’s me again. 

I wanna apologize for the mess that I sent last year. Thought you’d like to know I’m in a much better place now.

I’m in college in San Francisco, probably gonna live there after.

Gotta boyfriend, just like you always said you would if we didn’t have to deal with everyone’s expectations.

Went to therapy, boyfriend’s idea

Though he was just a best friend then

It’s been really helpful. 

I was so awful to you. 

I honestly wouldn’t blame you if you never wanted to see me again

You don’t have to forgive me, I just want a chance to talk

If you want to meet up

Just let me know

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Saturday, March 20, 2010

 Sent at 10:00 am

Text from (xxx) xxx-xxxx: 

Hey Ro

Happy birthday again. 

At this point, I know you probably won’t reply

This probably isn’t even your number anymore. 

I don’t know why I keep texting you though

Closure, perhaps?

An inability to let go?

Whatever it is, it’s kinda sad

I can’t stop though

If by any chance you are reading this, please respond

I don’t care if it’s to say you hate me, or never want to talk to me again, please

I need you

I need my brother

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Sunday, March 20, 2011

Sent at 10:00 am

Text from (xxx) xxx-xxxx: 

Happy birthday Ro!

This will probably be the last time I text you. 

My boyfriend, Dillon, pointed out that if you were going to reply, you would’ve already

I need to move on

I need to heal 

I still love you though 

You’ll always be my brother

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Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Sent at 11:00 am

Text from (xxx) xxx-xxxx: 

Ro

Ro, what the hell?

I know I said that I wouldn’t text again 

But I just saw the news

You punched someone?

What on earth

I’d honestly be kinda proud of you if I wasn’t worried

Are you doing ok? 

That’s not like you. 

I was always the violent one. 

I know what I said before, but if you need anyone to talk to, I’m here. 

I won’t be waiting for you anymore, but I’ll still be here for you, if you need me.

All you need to do is reach out.

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Sunday, August 15, 2011

Missed Call at 1:00 am

Voicemail from (xxx) xxx-xxxx: 

 “Ro—Roman! Please, please tell me you’re there, that you’re alright—

I just heard, apparently you’ve been missing for two weeks? Two whole weeks, and I didn’t know—

Please call me back, or text if that works better! Please, no one knows where you are, if you’re ok, nothing!

I — I can’t lose you Roman.

I mean, maybe I did already, maybe I did a long time ago—

But that was different. At least you were alive. You were happy. At least, I thought you were happy. I’m not so sure about that anymore. 

But if by some miracle, some crazy insane miracle you still have this number, if you’re ok, please please let me know. 

I love you so much Ro. 

I don’t think I ever said it enough, but I do. So, so much. 

I hope wherever you are, you’re ok.”

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The dark hotel room was illuminated only by the screen of his phone. He stared at it with glassy eyes, unseeing, as the message finished playing. Roman was leaning against the bed, sitting on the floor. His phone was gleaming on the ground next to him. 

Roman had read Remus’s texts as they came, of course, but he hadn’t thought they were sincere. That they were real. Nothing else in his life was, not even his own parents. So why should his own twin be an exception? But he didn’t delete the texts or block the number. He let the messages keep coming. And he didn’t know why. 

Maybe because part of him had wanted to hope. Why else would he be where he was now? Why else would he have used the most of the little money he had left to get himself here? Here in a dingy little motel on the edge of San Francisco. He hadn’t told anyone where he was going, not that anyone cared. Maybe Remy might’ve. Remy, who Roman realized now might’ve been his only real friend. At least, he could’ve been, if Roman hadn’t pushed him away when Remy had attempted to convince Roman he had a problem. Pushed him away just like Roman had done to everything else good in his life. 

That’s why he hadn’t contacted Remus yet. Why he’d sat here in this room with it’s flea-ridden bed and peeling wallpaper for almost two weeks now, only leaving to buy food from the nearby convenience store. Remus’s texts had seemed like he was doing well. Roman had looked at his Facebook too. Remus was in college, was living with his boyfriend, a job working as a tech at a local theater. He seemed happy. Roman couldn’t bring himself to ruin that like he ruined everything else. 

But that voicemail—he hadn’t ever heard Remus sound so frightened before. So worried. And about Roman, of all people. Why? Why on earth? Sure, they’d been close as kids, but they hadn’t even been in the same room for years. And Roman had ignored all of Remus’s attempts to make contact since. He couldn’t understand it. It made his head hurt. He was feeling bitterly jittery, and not very glittery. 

That was a weird sentence. When did his thoughts stop making sense? He needed his pills, needed them. He couldn’t deal with all of these thoughts and emotions. He needed them to go away. He needed them to stop. He fumbled on all fours for the bottle, and finally found it, open and empty. That wasn’t right, it’d been full only...only...he couldn’t remember. A wave of dizziness hit him, and he pitched forward, face planting into the ground. 

Something wasn’t right. Why was his brain so fuzzy. Everything hurt so much, he couldn’t think. He needed help. He needed Remus. He somehow managed to find his phone, and hit the contact simply labeled “R.”

The phone rang. And rang. Finally, it was picked up. And a familiar voice spoke.

****************************

Remus ran his hand through his sleeping boyfriend’s hair. It was a calming motion that somewhat helped to calm his racing mind. But not by much. Dillon had attempted to convince Remus to rest, but Remus couldn’t sleep. Not when Roman was missing. He’d gotten the news around midnight, from a former friend of Roman’s, Remy. 

Remy had been the one to tell Remus that Roman had been struggling with a drug addiction, though Remy didn’t know how long. He’d tried to get Roman some help as soon as he found out, but the other man had rejected it and broke off their friendship. Remy had gone to Roman’s apartment that morning to attempt to repair their relationship, with the hope that he could eventually convince Roman to get some help. But he was nowhere to be found. The door was unlocked, and there was two weeks worth of mail on the floor. He’d found Remus’s number on accident, on a post-it on Roman’s fridge, labeled “Bro.” That’s when he’d called Remus and, upon finding out he was Roman’s brother, told him everything.

Remus didn’t quite understand why Roman had his number saved like that, but the more pressing concern was finding Roman. Remus attempted to call Roman several times, each one going straight to voicemail.

He didn’t blame Dillon for falling asleep though. Remus would if he could. He couldn’t though. The hand that wasn’t running through Dillon’s hair had a death grip on his phone. He couldn’t stop staring at it, praying to anyone who would listen that it would ring.

He didn’t know what he expected though. Roman had never responded to him in the past, so why would now be any diff— 

“I’m a Barbie Girl, in a Barbie wooorld

Life in plastic, it’s fantastic...”

Remus startled as his phone’s ringtone filled the room. Next to him, Dillon shifted and blinked tiredly at him. 

“Why on earth do you still have that obnoxious song as your ringtone?” Dillon questioned, a little grumpy at being woken so unceremoniously. 

“You can brush my hair, undress me everywheere

Imagination, life is your creation...”

Remus could barely hear him. He could barely hear his own ringtone. All he could do was stare at the name that lit up the screen.

Lil bRO(man)

“Come on, Barbie, let's go party!”

Dillon looked up at Remus, the sleep slowly fading from his gaze as his brain slowly began to catch up.

“Re, what’s wrong?”

“I’m a Barbie Girl, in a Barbie wooorld

Life in plastic, it’s fantastic...”

The chorus of the song began to repeat, and Remus knew he was running out of time. This was something he’d wanted for years, and now, it was happening right in front of him. But he was frozen. For some reason, he couldn’t answer the phone.

“You can brush my hair, undress me everywheere…”

When Remus didn’t respond, Dillon sat up, and saw the phone lying limp in his boyfriend’s grasp.

“Imagination, life is you—”

Quick as a lightning bolt, Dillon grabbed the phone and hit ANSWER before it could go to voicemail. Almost as quick, he hit the speaker button.

There was a long moment of silence. Too long. Finally, Remus’s voice returned.

“Ro, is that you?” He asked, hopefully. “Are you ok, are you hurt, where—”

“Re. I— I didn’t acshully think you’d anshwer.”

Roman’s familiar voice leaked through the speakers like water through a broken dam. Despite Remus’s relief, however, he immediately recognized something was wrong. One look at Dillon’s face told Remus that he’d heard it too. The way Roman’s words slurred themselves together. Remus took a deep breath. He knew how to handle this. He just needed to stay calm.

“Of course I would.” Remus said sincerely. “Ro, why don’t you tell me where you are? Maybe I can come to you and we can have this conversation in person?”

However, Roman didn’t seem to hear Remus’s question.

“I meshed up Re, meshed up big time, I ran ‘way from evything ‘cause I shcrewed up, an’ now I’m losht an’ allone an’ I jus’ wanted to hear your voishe one lasht time…”

Remus felt his heart seize in panic at those words. He grabbed the phone out of Dillon’s hands as the man looked on worriedly. Remus clutched that phone like it was his lifeline. No, Roman’s lifeline.

“Roman, wait, what do you mean, one last time? Where are you, what’s going on?”

“Ate too many of th’ pret-ty white circles, and now I can’ shtand up right and m’ brain won’ work.”

Roman’s voice grew thick, and it began to sound like he was crying.

“M sorry Re, ‘m an awful brother. I can’ do anything righ’ an’ I was too much of a cow-ward to tell you I was here.”

Remus’s eyes widened in shock as his brain processed the information. White circles, didn’t a lot of pills take that form? Including addictive ones. And Roman was here? San Francisco?

He looked over to Dillon to find that his boyfriend had his own phone out, and was callling someone. Dillon caught his gaze, and mouthed 911. Keep him talking. Remus took a deep breath. He needed to keep it together. For Roman’s sake. 

“Roman, you’re going to be fine, just tell me where you are, and I’ll be right there. You said that you’re here? Where is here?”

“Th’ golden ci-ty, home of Saint Franny. Wan-ed to talk to you, couldn’ get up th’ nerve. ‘M in this shtupid lil hot-tel, it schucks. Bayshide Mot-tel, I think. Rom 320. Picked it cause it wash our birth-dayte.”

Remus quickly glanced over to Dillon urgently, and his boyfriend began relaying Roman’s location to the paramedics. 

“Ro, we’ll be right there, just hold on, ok? We’re on our way.” 

No response.

“Roman, Roman!”

Silence echoed from the other end of the line. 

“No, nononononono no! Roman, please!”

In a dark dingy motel room several miles away, the only sound was a brother’s anguished cries, and the only light was that of a cracked phone screen next to a limp hand.

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AN: Again, I’m really sorry about this cliffhanger, and I will fix it tomorrow.

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[ariesbilly]

What if Billy and Steve become dependent on each other and for a long time it’s not in any way sexual it’s just they are lonely and messed up so they just always hang out and eat dinner together and other than work/school or seeing Max/Dustin they basically live together and eat together and share a bed and eventually it will move to cuddles and little kisses but they don’t even realise they’re basically together and totally in love for like a year

this is EXACTLY what i like to hear!

somebody had brought up the idea that post-possession!billy would gravitate towards steve because they never really interacted while shit was going down (though i do have a headcanon about billy knowing it was steve who rammed into him but thats for another time)

anyway i just see billy being real fucked up after having that happened and hes definitely not the same person he used to be which... everyone is very surprised to learn that they kinda miss the old billy because this current one is just so distant and quiet and guarded in a whole new way and its honestly kind of depressing to look at, especially on the rare occasion he tries to put on that old charm and it works for anyone who doesnt know what to look for but if max or steve catches him its really hard to miss how his eyes are still so hollow and sad and its just... a lot

so steve feels bad for him. because he remembers how fucking freaked out he was when he was introduced to all this madness and billys introduction was so much fucking worse that steve cant even begin to imagine whats really going on in billys head. and yeah... they didnt exactly end on the best of terms with their last interaction but steves not an asshole anymore, if billys silently looking for a shoulder to lean on in and this is the best he can come up with.... steve can do that, he thinks.

it starts out with billy spending a lot of time at the video store when hes got nothing else to do to distract himself and he and steve get to talking. it starts off with these very stilted, dry conversations (if you can even call them that) but over time billy starts loosening up little by little and it gets easier. if they run into each other grabbing lunch at the same place theyll eat together. if they run into each other around town they end up spending the rest of the day together. so they form this nice little friendship unexpectedly 

im going off on a whole ass tangent but LISTEN maybe one night steves having a lil get together with robin nancy and jonathan and he invites billy and robins like “really? him?” and steves trying to explain how hes different now yada yada ANYWAY billy comes over and hes def uncomfortable being with this group and maybe he ends up having a panic attack and rushes off to go hide in the bathroom and steve follows him and tries to calm him down, and he tells billy he can stay the night if he wants

then billy starts spending more nights (and days) at steves because being at home with neil has become somehow even more unbearable than before and he just cannot be around that energy after everything hes been through but he still stays close enough to keep an eye on max and make sure shes ok

but before they know it billy and steve have fallen into this really domestic routine and its been doing wonders for billy to have that stability (as weird as it can be when steves parents are home and they have to act like this is all totally normal)

and at the beginning billy was staying in the guest room but that didnt last long because turns out he gets really bad night terrors now and being alone in the dark is... not fun for him. and steves been dealing with his own anxieties for a while now and they just found its better on the both of them if they share a bed. nobody needs to know besides them.

also steves the one who gets billy to genuinely smile/laugh for the first time in ages and it does something to his insides that he cant quite place... (or he can, but hes just not ready to face that realization yet)

ANYWAY just... billy slowly healing over time and getting some semblance of his life back with the help of steve and it does wonders for the both of them and honestly max el and robin all totally catch on to them being in love with each other and keep teasing them about it and billy and steve are always like “what? no? we’re just... friends who live together and sleep together and spend every waking moment together and if my heart beats a little faster when hes around then thats just what best friends are like okay??” 

oh and they definitely have gotten stoned and kissed and didnt think twice about it til the next morning. (and theyve definitely NOT been stoned and kissed anyway because they were staring at each other too long and they both looked too pretty for their own good but they still blamed it on marijuana)

#apparently i had a lot of feelings to let out #harringrove #briana answers things #Anonymous

[grotesquegabby]

Might be a long answer but I wanted to ask X3 What is your opinion about every single killer in DBD?

awe shiet~ here is the list and how I feel x3

GhostFace: I just played against him and seeing him run by all I could say ahh its the sexyman himself mmmmmm.. x3 I love Ghostface but I make a lot of them mad but they arent the only killer I make mad. x3 I leved mine on the switch up to level 6 but still havent played as him. I cant wait~ They do be sneaky which makes sense its Ghostface. I also like going up against him cause the sound of his knife swing is just (9 u^u)9 beautiful~

The Shape/Micheal Myers: big and beefy mmm those broad shoulders~ Its terrifying going up against him cause just like Ghostface kind of a small terror radius plus his theme music gives me feelings. Not all of them terrifying x3 lol anyway~....for some reason Ive ended up as the obsession more often with Micheal. Lucky me? x3

The Executioner/Pyramid Head: They nerfed his ass because it was too powerful, and only a few people still have that skin for pyramid head. Bring back his ass! (9 *O*)9 ahhhhh, but mm I like him, Ive been I think...moried by Pyramid head twice. ANd hes the only killer to have moried me at the moment. He moried me each time because I pissed off whoever was playing him x3 I kept being a ...distraction.

The Trapper: Ive played against some new trappers and recently some who played him really really well. Ive heard a little of his story and eee sounds like a daddys boy. Really looks up to his dad and it did not seem like a healthy role model whatsoever but im still working on getting story since I havent played as killer just yet. Gotta be in the right mind set. uwu But this is an alright killer its easy for me to avoid traps and usually get out of them if I have Feng as my character.

The Wraith: Ive had....a time with the wraith. Recently a lot of good players have been the wraith and its frustrating but this is a killer i do feel kind of bad for. I wish I knew how the wraith became the wraith and looking like how he do but his little backstory got me feeling bad for him. But damn his invisible ass be making me mad x3 Like theres a survivor right there but no you gotta come at me. maybe he knows something about me that the survivors dont i dont know x3

The Hillbilly: I dont know if Ive won against the hillbilly but his story makes me feel bad for him too. His parents got what was coming to them. But poor guy part of mes like cant we just show this killer some love and compassion and maybe he can be better ;7; but hes gotten me a lot x3

The Nurse: The nurse i find to actually be an easier killer to face cause she moves pretty slowly but the last one I faced downed two survivors and stood right by them waiting for me and the other person still standing to come heal them. I think we managed to heal them but I dont remember if we all escaped or if she got them again. uwu I also...feel for her backstory as well. shes been through so much emotionally and mentally...im not surprised about what happened to her but i feel it could have been avoided somehow...again I feel bad for her.

The Hag: another killer I feel bad for due to their backstory...but I do dislike going against her..and her charms.....Her fucking decoys scare the shit outta me and its a bitch and a half to unhook someone x3 but it does keep one on their toes. Ive only escaped her once every time after Ive died x3

The Doctor: This bitch...ive noticed playing against the Doctor usually results in camping....letting people bleed to death and being used as bait for other survivors. Usually the Doctors are assholes from what Ive seen most of the time anytime I go agaisnt a Doctor its a lot of the same tactics.

The Huntress: I feel for her story but i also dislike how she took care of the little girls she kidnapped. Like...why did they starve to death first of all...she knows what starvation is so yeah...anyway Ive faced Huntress many times. Always narrowly avoiding her thrown hachets. fun x3 Ive tricked her many times too even when she camped this one round I faced a few days back. (- =w=-) hehehe still fixed that last generator~  But shes pretty decent to go against. I think there was a time one tried to help me exit but.....didint do so good they kept dropping me by the door expecting me to get up but i was too injured for it. then the entity got me.

The Clown: hate him...one; he ugly. two: he nasty and not in the good way. Three: i dont like his outfit..its gross. four: i find his aesthetic awful. its displeasing to my eyes. It never described what he did to his victims but.....something about him just I really dont like. Could be the fact hes kind of like John wayne gacy but....something makes me feel...gross u.u So out of most of the killers besides the Doctor the Clown does make me uncomfortable. and I love clowns but not this clown.

The Spirit: Her story made me sad..and angry. Like oof....I dont have all the words to describe how I felt for her. But shes an interesting killer, ive faced her only a few times. I can hear her scream and it sounds so sad and painful though like part of me wants to run to her and be like ahhhhhhh ill scream with you, screamings cathartic. x3

The Deathslinger: faced him once? I dont think I lived...I was the distraction too many times in that round and probably got hooked near dying so x3 but his gun is cool glad I didnt get grabbed by it though. Apparently as it drags you in he walks to you.

The Oni: big~ I mean spooky x3 I like this guy. Ive faced him a few times. I dont know his story I dont think I’ve read it yet but I do like him. Is it true him and the spirit are related, if so thats neat but damn...is her family cursed or something like whaaa! its terrifying when he gets all powered up and charges. I saw him run down the map and I was shook!

The Demogorgon: the noises...mmmm. anyway x3 recently made one mad~ stayed near me while I died on the hook. But I do enjoy going up against it as long as its one of the open maps. those building maps like the school or hispital ;7; i hate it, i hate going against any killers in those type of maps.

The Plague: I personally dont like vomit x3 but I do like The Plague. shes pretty~ (- uwu-) I faced her in the hospital and died too but like x3 it was interesting. Ive never been vomited on before oh wait nevermind babies did that to me. but by an adult no never x3 her story is interesting but I also do sort of feel for her as well cause of it.

The Legion:  Didnt know these were teens till you mentioned it x3 I like their masks. Every time still...i played against legion again this week and it was one of the bunny skins. x3 they got me it was the first time a legion played saw me and got me. pretty nice playing against Legion though.

The Pig: Played against her once I think i dont think i got the trap on my head but i dont fully remember. uwu seeing the little puppet made me smile~

The Cannibal: I dont really care for the movie series despite not seeing it but ive seen enough clips and heard anough to know I wont like it. Facing him is a bitch and a half with his flailing. The last few times Ive played against him everyone died.

[anti-pasto]

for the 200 ask thingy, i actually dare you to do all of them. :D

delgaskarthalexhere we go, anon: 

200: My crush’s name is: I don’t have one right now, I don’t get them often (if I ever had a crush at all)

199: I was born in: 2003

198: I am really: A 2005 emo kid x a 2008 scene kid x a 2014 tumblr fangirl x Kyle himself

 197: My cellphone company is: Apple

194: My ring size is: Honestly? No idea. Propose to me with a sword.

 193: My height is: Somewhere between 5′7″ and 5′8″

192: I am allergic to: Nothing I’m aware of 

191: My 1st car was:  94 Station Wagon, by request

190: My 1st job was: being this funny is a full-time gig

 189: Last book you read: Bone Gap by Laura Ruby

188: My bed is: “made”

187: My pet: I have a cat, I love her very much and I will show her to you if you dm me a cursed image

186: My best friend: We don’t use “best friend” for personal reasons, but they’ve been with me since I was 5 so, my one and only Bro

185: My favorite shampoo is: anything with “silky smooth” or “strawberries” on the bottle. i’m not that picky anymore.

184: Xbox or ps3: xbox or ps4  xbox

183: Piggy banks are: really useful

 182: In my pockets: wallet, keys, phone, earbuds, black pen/pencil, earplugs, mini flashlight

 181: On my calendar:  i’m meeting a friend for smoothies tomorrow

 180: Marriage is: something we shouldn’t push so much onto people. it’s a declaration of love, not an end-all fix-all to your life. i can’t ever see myself getting married but who knows!

 179: Spongebob can: continue to be a relevant meme

178: My mom: i mean. we function. i can’t really complain about my family at large but i am defiantly looking forward to living literally as far away from them as i can. 

 177: The last three songs I bought were? psh, you think i pay for music? (folie a deux, lake effect kid, believers never die volume two) (those are albums but its okay)

176: Last YouTube video watched: I watched Markiplier play Uno

175: How many cousins do you have? 11? 12? I lost count

174: Do you have any siblings? I have a brother

 173: Are your parents divorced? Nope!

172: Are you taller than your mom? Yes, I have been for a while

171: Do you play an instrument? dude HECK yeah! i vibe on piano, guitar, ukulele, clarinet, and im a drum major

170: What did you do yesterday? I went on a drive by myself.

 [ I Believe In ] 

169: Love at first sight: Nope.

168: Luck: Yes, but luck is something that can be engineered

167: Fate: To an extent

 166: Yourself: I’d say overall, yeah. I still have doubts tho

165: Aliens: Mmmmmm yeah

 164: Heaven: Yes

163: Hell: Yes

162: God: Yeup

 161: Horoscopes: without an ounce of truth, they would have died a long time ago

160: Soul mates: the greeks had seven words for love. i think we have multiple soul mates to fit each of those categories. there are definitely people we’re just meant to vibe with

159: Ghosts: i want to say yes but i really dont know

158: Gay Marriage: yes. its 2020. grow up.

157: War: in theory? no. war is kinda messed up. in reality? not everyone is going to be down to nice diplomatic conflict resolution, and not everyone is just gonna leave people *countries* they don’t like alone, so...

156: Orbs: ??? energies are real

155: Magic: vibes are real

 [ This or That ]

 154: Hugs or Kisses: hugs

153: Drunk or High: i am a child of jesus

152: Phone or Online: online

 151: Red heads or Black haired:  irdc but black hair bc i am Emo

150: Blondes or Brunettes: blonde?? ig?? easier to dye

149: Hot or cold: hot weather + cold rooms

148: Summer or winter: summer

147: Autumn or Spring: autum (screw spring)

 146: Chocolate or vanilla: vanilla

145: Night or Day: night

 144: Oranges or Apples: oranges (better to share with homies)

 143: Curly or Straight hair: i dont care but curly

 142: McDonalds or Burger King: mcdonald give iced coffee

141: White Chocolate or Milk Chocolate: dark chocolate

 140: Mac or PC: pc for vidgya gaemes

139: Flip flops or high heals: ...converse. please. i cant walk properly in either of those

 138: Ugly and rich OR sweet and poor: sweet and poor 

 137: Coke or Pepsi: pepsi

136: Hillary or Obama: this is kinda outdated but obama

135: Burried or cremated: cremated i aint watch spn for nothin

134: Singing or Dancing: singing. at least that gets better with practice

133: Coach or Chanel: chanel (thank u mr frank ocean and also the neighborhood)

 132: Kat McPhee or Taylor Hicks: whomst

 131: Small town or Big city: big city and if you say small town you’ve never lived in a small town

 130: Wal-Mart or Target: target

 129: Ben Stiller or Adam Sandler: who tf is this

 128: Manicure or Pedicure: idk dude probably pedicure i don’t like people touching my hands and i use them for too much to get my nails done

127: East Coast or West Coast: hnngggggggg west coast has more to do but east coast has better beaches and 

126: Your Birthday or Christmas: birthday 

125: Chocolate or Flowers: chocolate bc then i can give u some

124: Disney or Six Flags: ive only been to disney so disney (though i AM a HARDCORE rollercoaster stan so it wouldnt take much for me to say six flags)

123: Yankees or Red Sox: what 

 [ Here’s What I Think About ]

 122: War: unfortunately sometimes necessary but not as a first resort i went over this already 

 121: George Bush: is that the shoe guy?

 120: Gay Marriage:  be gay. do crime. kiss wife. or husband. or partner. basically, hell yeah

119: The presidential election: america need 2 b single and focus on herself

 118: Abortion: pro-choice and that choice should be made by the one carrying the baby

117: MySpace: tumblr’s dad

116: Reality TV: don’t talk to about abt this

 115: Parents: disgusting. go to therapy. 

114: Back stabbers: if you’re gonna stab me in the back, pull my lungs through my ribcage bc that’s what my ancestor’s ghosts are gonna do to you (thanks great (x a few times) grandma viking ily thanks for the hair:) )

113: Ebay: good for merch and selling books

 112: Facebook: zuck my dick, data-theif

111: Work: i like doing work? like- i enjoy completing tasks and seeing my hard work pay off? it’s not that bad?

110: My Neighbors: old. boring. want me to babysit for free.

109: Gas Prices: i cant really complain rn they’re kinda low and im a little broke so

108: Designer Clothes: i vibe to them, honestly

 107: College: not for everyone but definitely for me

106: Sports: marching band is a sport marching band is a sport marching band is a sport marching band is a sport marching band is a sport but only technically speaking though you can make fair comparisons to sports such as cheer, and gymnastics where the idea is to put on a show and receive a score in the form of competition. 

 105: My family: disgusting

104: The future: the future doesn’t exist

 [ Last time I ] 

103: Hugged someone: god, don’t ask me this

 102: Last time you ate: uhhh like 9 hours ago? it was dinner and i had pizza

 101: Saw someone I haven’t seen in awhile: three or four weeks ago by best bro came to visit and we vibed

100: Cried in front of someone: i finished twist and shout at school at the end of a very bad week. it was only a few tears but that’s as close as i get to crying

99: Went to a movie theater: whenever the last star wars movie came out

98: Took a vacation: last year i went to dc over summer break to see the Smithsonian, it was a lot of fun. i was supposed to go to altanta and florida this year but that didn’t happen for reasons

 97: Swam in a pool: last week

 96: Changed a diaper: never

 95: Got my nails done: never

 94: Went to a wedding: its been at least 6 years dude

93: Broke a bone: never, somehow

 92: Got a peircing: nope

91: Broke the law: technically, yesterday. 55 is too slow

90: Texted: just now

 [ MISC ] 

89: Who makes you laugh the most: the person in my snap named “junior”

88: Something I will really miss when I leave home is: my cat

87: The last movie I saw: probably into the spiderverse

86: The thing that I’m looking forward to the most: things going back to normal. or somewhat normal. i need school to have a schedule bc i absolutely cannot force myself to function without outside influence

 85: The thing im not looking forward to: ironically, school in the fall. the way we’re going back is going to wreck me more than lockdown already has

 84: People call me: i only ft one of my bros and they know who tf they are if you ask to ft you’re getting fuckin blocked mate i dont do that shit video calls are for WORK and SCHOOL thats IT. but ppl call me by my nickname irl, i go by screech on here. 

83: The most difficult thing to do is: listen to my parent’s political opinions? live in a small town? force myself to be productive without a physical influence and reminder? put up with that one dude?

82: I have gotten a speeding ticket: nope

 81: My zodiac sign is: scoprio/leo/gemini

80: The first person i talked to today was: the potential bassist for our potential band? 

79: First time you had a crush: uhh im still not sure if it was a crush but i wanted them to myself and they wanted (and got) someone better. we were just friends so it doesn’t really matter

 78: The one person who i can’t hide things from: the person on snap named “the great oracle”

77: Last time someone said something you were thinking: yesterday, it was my brother

 76: Right now I am talking to: in order of snap names, “vibin ~[^.^]~”, “russian umbrella”, and “mom” (not really)

75: What are you going to do when you grow up: hopefully, a job that makes me happy

74: I have/will get a job: as soon as i know what’s going on with school. but like as an adult? wherever will hire me and pay my fairly. being a barista would be fun, but at a local place (not in my current town)

73: Tomorrow: ???? time for bad poetry: tomorrow i will see my friend/ admist this lasting chaos/ we will be each other’s solitude/ while sharing fruity drinks/ and when we both come home/ a smile we will bring

72: Today: idk what this means so more poetry: today i will be sleep deprived as always/ i will think of them and weep/ but no tears will fall from my eyes/ for i know there is a reason/ we went our own way

 71: Next Summer: i fr dont know whats goin on so: next summer i will be/ as happy as can be/ because i will be in pain no longer/ the earth is sure to heal/ and i will heal with her/ so i can enjoy/ the heatwave of next summer

70: Next Weekend: next weekend i will spend/ my days wasting away/ maybe ill finish hannibal/ again/ not that serial killers make the dopamine stay/ i will not see my friends/ or talk to my family/ i will seldom eat/ and live off coffee/ this has been my life/ all quarintine/ god someone please help me

 69: I have these pets: i have four cats, three chickens, and a dog

 68: The worst sound in the world: my dad and grandpa talking

 67: The person that makes me cry the most is: Them

 66: People that make you happy: snap name time: the great oracle, junior, vibin ~[^.^]~, russian umbrella, mom, hero, booby-king 48, go to bed, son, pooper trooper, mac&cheese, plain egg biscuit, apple pie

 65: Last time I cried: i dont cry bitch (last week over officals that cant make up they gottdamned mindes)

64: My friends are: my family and i would die for each and all of them

 63: My computer is: an old hp but it play gaemes real good so it okie

 62: My School: is trash but the band pops off

61: My Car: old, fast, clean

60: I lose all respect for people who: are my dad

 59: The movie I cried at was: i cried over big hero six

 58: Your hair color is: blonde

57: TV shows you watch: supernatural, good omens, hannibal, parks and rec

56: Favorite web site: this hellsite or youtube

 55: Your dream vacation: out of the country with beautiful beaches, amazing food, and my best friend

54: The worst pain I was ever in was: the time i split the back of my head open, the time i split my chin open, and the time my then best friend said they didn’t want to talk to me anymore. i’ll let you guess which one hurt the most and which one i think about every fucking day

53: How do you like your steak cooked: medium or medium well. 

52: My room is: clean and a reflection of myself, or so i’ve been told

51: My favorite celebrity is: i do not engage in celebrity worship. ill follow them and reblog gifs/interviews but i dont really have a favorite. the less i know abt them the better.

 50: Where would you like to be: my own apartment in nyc

49: Do you want children: FUCK THEM KIDS BRO

 48: Ever been in love: i dont know if it was love. i dont know if it was a crush. what i do know id that i was attached and they didn’t feel the same, and why would they?

 47: Who’s your best friend: we dont really use best friend bc but “the great oracle” “junior” and “vibin ~[^.^]~”

46: More guy friends or girl friends: its 50/50

45: One thing that makes you feel great is: goin fast, the beach, playin video games

44: One person that you wish you could see right now: them

43: Do you have a 5 year plan: go to college, earn degree

 42: Have you made a list of things to do before you die: commit arson

 41: Have you pre-named your children: FUCK. THEM. KIDS. BRO.

40: Last person I got mad at: they do not understand that they do not know everything about something they’re not even involved in yet

39: I would like to move to: new zealand

38: I wish I was a professional: artist? musican? youtuber? who knows

 [ My Favorites ] 

37: Candy: nerds

36: Vehicle: 1970 mustang gt

 35: President: jfk only bc his assassination is the only good thing abt american history the rest of it is fucked up and shouldn’t have happened. also jfk’s song in assassians the musical goes hard

34: State visited: california

 33: Cellphone provider: verizon? apple? idfk

32: Athlete: what is sport

31: Actor: i don't watch shows or movies

30: Actress: i do not consume media

29: Singer: alex gaskarth or alexander deleon

 28: Band: fall out boy 

 27: Clothing store: hot topic (i will not apologize)

 26: Grocery store: okay harris teeter fucks but lidil’s has aloe vera juice and target at 9 pm energy so idk man 

25: TV show: supernatural...

24: Movie: big hero 6

 23: Website: tumblr or youtube

 22: Animal: snow leopard 

 21: Theme park: busch gardens bc roller coaster go fast

20: Holiday: christmas

19: Sport to watch: snowboarding bc its like skateboarding but on snow

18: Sport to play: anything with havy footwork (marching band is a sport)

17: Magazine: i do not condume media

16: Book: the ranger’s apprentice series as a whole makes up my all-time one favorite book

 15: Day of the week: friday bc its game day baybey

14: Beach: cocoa beach in florida but also i have so much left to experience 

13: Concert attended: i havent been to any notable gigs but i was supposed to go to hella mega

 12: Thing to cook: pancakes

11: Food: pizza or shushi

 10: Restaurant: chiplote

 9: Radio station: i like my local rock station and my local edm/top 40 station

8: Yankee candle scent: anything smoky or vanilla idc

7: Perfume: chanel no. 5 if i even wear it

6: Flower: Hydrangea

5: Color: orange

 4: Talk show host: cecil palmer

 3: Comedian: john maulaney

 2: Dog breed: yes

1: Did you answer all these truthfully? ;)

That was a trip. But it was fun, please do things like this more often. Also, I don’t consume media by choice. I’m not sheltered I just can’t be bothered, and I have enough going on. That being said I will now be sleeping. Thanks again, Anon, I hope you have fun reading this :D

[am-i-ginny]

Scars to Your Beautiful

(trigger warning: mention of self-harm after the break)

Her eyes were always alive, they were a glimpse into a beautiful alternate world where opposite elements danced in harmony. When she looked at him Newt swore he could drown in the wet flames. Two months ago he had gotten down on his knee and asked if she was willing to spend the rest of her life beside him. They cried in joy together with both pairs of eyes fixed on the simple ring he placed on her finger.

At the moment though Tina's eyes were closed against the artificial sun that lit Newt's basement. They sat together next to the kelpies lake, his back against the wall and Tina's against Newt's chest. She leaned her head back against his shoulder and basked in the simple beauty of a peaceful moment in Newt's arms. Her eyes opened to look up at him smiling down at her and both of them were lost in the love on the others face. He kissed Tina's forehead and muttered something that she couldn't quite hear. She unlaced her fingers from his to pull Newts lips down to meet her own. It was a lazy kiss, slow and long. It could've gone on for 12 days or 12 seconds and Tina wouldn't know the difference. By the time they pulled back to breathe Tina was straddling Newts thigh. His thumbs stroked gently on her waist, one of hers was tangled in his hair.

He rested his forehead against Tina's. Her other hand was idly rolling the first button of his shirt between her finger tips, Newt covered it with his own. He kissed her again briefly.

“I love you, Tina Goldstein.” He whispered against her lips.

She smiled and fell forward onto his shoulder. “Three more weeks and I'll be Tina Scamander…” He could feel her smile as her breath tickled his neck.

“You don't want to back out, then?” He chuckled as he wrapped his arms around her tightly. She shook her head as best she could, her fingers toying with with the button again.

“You're not going to get rid of me that easy, Mr. Scamander.”

“I would never try… sometimes I can hardly believe I hav- that you want me in the first place.” He said in a voice that lost humor as the sentence ended.

Tina's heart squeezed around her throat.

Newt was a strong man and confident in all his actions but his experiences had taught him that other people often looked at him with doubt and annoyance. Those people were utterly and completely blind to his beauty and brilliance and Tina would never understand. She nuzzled against his neck, kissing the pulse point.

“You are everything that I want Newt. My best friend, my soulmate, my partner in every fight. I love you. Why on earth would I not want you?”

“I… I've been wanting to- no. I love you too, darling. But. But-” he sighed.

Tina sat back and looked him in the eye. His heart nearly stopped in her intensity. He tried to drop his gaze but she immediately brought her hand to his face to make him look at her.

“What's wrong Newt? If its the wedding, we can al-”

“No. No its not- I want to marry you Tina. Of course I do. It's just, I’m… worried. About our wedding night…” he blushed then and she couldn't help but laugh.

“Oh. Well if it's about… I'm sure we can figure it out together.” Now she was blushing too. They both smile meekly at the thought of the long awaited night.

Newt coughed.

“Um, yes, I'm not so worried about that. I'm fairly confident I have a grasp on how to… to…” he coughed again. “It's just I've been wanting to, um, warn you about something.”

Tina stiffened unintentionally.

“Its not- its-I just want to, I think I should rather, my body… I have a lot of scars, you know. With the dragons in the War, and a lot of beasts… the scratches don't always heal cleanly. I don't want it to scare you, or put you off. I wish I was more handsome for you Tina but I can't fix most of them.” He said in a rush.

Tina's hand still on his chest laid flat over his heart, the other stroked the scruff on his jaw.

“I have absolutely no doubt that I will enjoy seeing you shirtless with or without scars.” She quipped.

Newt smiled half heartedly as his ears turned bright red.

“It's not just my torso… there's one on my thigh, its particularly nasty. Its- there's a lot of them.” He wasn't meeting her eye anymore.

It hurt her how much this bothered him. How he was worried it would bother her. It was like Newt hadn't considered she might have scars too. He didn't know the stories her skin held, the wounds that would never fade and the marks she would never let herself erase.

She kissed his lips sweetly, reveling in the security of his love.

“Newt… you're not the only one with scars I have more than I can count.”

“Mine are-”

“Hush. Your scars are part of your story. They're from work that you're proud to do. I wouldn't care if you were missing limbs, I'm going to marry you and love you forever. I will have you regardless of your scars… as long as you have me regardless of mine.”

“Tina… love… of course.”

“I'm not proud of some of mine. Most scars show the strength of the person, not all of mine do...” She whispered in the smallest voice he'd heard from her since just after Paris.

There was a moment of quiet before she spoke again.

“You're worried about a scar on your thigh? How did you get it?”

“Hungarian hornback in the war. Both sides used dragons as weapons, we used them like bombs to clear trenches… they did the same but they had jinxed them somehow, the burns didn't heal without help and even then the magic did nothing for the scars. After mine almost killed me Theseus invented a shield charm to protect our troops proactively.”

“Im sorry Newt.”

“It got me home. To a desk job where I could fight to stop using innocent creatures like that. And before quite recently I didn't worry about how ugly it looked, not until I realized someone could love me enough to get close to it.”

“My thigh is scarred too.” She whispered dropping her eyes.

She focused on the button of his shirt again and started picking at the stitches. He let her continue at her own pace, it was clear to him that this was going to be difficult for her. In the silence he moved his hands down her waist so that his thumbs could rub circles on the outside of her thighs. It was an intimate spot and he hoped it was comforting more than it was inappropriate.

“When my parents died it wasn't easy on us. We were alone and still in school. I was broken  but I needed to be solid and take care of my sister. I didn't get the time to stop and mourn them properly. We stayed at the school most of the year. Then the War broke out and Ilvermorny was constantly crowded. I was scared and sad and being crushed by the weight of my future. I was… Newt I'm not proud of that time in my life, it taught me a lot but it cost even more.”

She let out a shaky breath.

“The scars on my leg. Twenty-four.  It was me. I- a razor blade. I don't know why really, not for years. It never happened again after the start of my 7th year. I have other scars, I'm an auror after all. But those...You might hate your scars but I love you and nothing will change that. No blemish would would scare me away Newt, if nothing else because I understand.”

Newt wiped the tears from her eyes, ignoring the one that dripped from his chin.

“Tina-”

She shook her head.

With a hand on each cheek he made her look at him.He kissed her forehead, her cheeks,her nose. She sighed when his lips brushed against her eyelids.

Her eyes stayed closed as he whispered reassurance to her.

“We don't need to talk about it now, one day maybe, but not right now. If you never want to tell me more, then I won't ask you to. Tina, I will never think any less of you for any reason. You are the bravest, strongest, most caring person I have ever met. You say my scars will never scare you away, I make the same promise to you. I will be next to you for as long as you'll have me.”

Tina's forehead rested against his. She hoped her thoughts and feelings might somehow defuse from her brain straight into his. That she might convey her pain, both from the shame of her past and from the beautiful crushing weight of his words. Her hand fisted in his shirt when Newt's lips found hers in an urgent kiss. Her hand got tighter and tighter until suddenly she felt the button rip. Newt chuckled into her mouth before pulling back and taking the button out of her hand. She smiled at him, her blush substituting an apology.

“Just because you have 'absolutely no doubt’ you'll enjoy me shirtless doesn't make it acceptable to rip my buttons off.”

Tina hit his shoulder playfully.

Newt put the button in his breast pocket before lightly pushing her from his lap so they could stand.

“I'll fix it later. Right now I think it's about time for something to eat?”

She took his hand and lead them up the stairs for dinner.

#Newtina #newtina fanfiction #tina goldstein #newt scamander

[hybridequalist]

If you dont want to do this or if its not clear im sorry, but could you please do an eddy brock x sister reader where she broke into the lab and got her own symbiote (thats female? Granted idk how gender works for symbiotes just know most people refer to venom as male) and while eddy is freaking out shes totally calm + like "haha lol so this is happening now thats fun" and calls hers darling, sweetheart, love, etc. And is a major pacifist so they made a deal of no killing at day one, just fluff?

So I know this isn’t really what you asked for…but my brain just ran away with this. It’s looking to be 3 parts as it stands right now, so let me know if you’re interested in the rest or if you want me to try again.

My first request…*SQUEE*

    “When you asked me to help you with a ‘work thing’, I didn’t think we’d be breaking and entering.”

“It’s just to gather evidence. We’ll be in and out.”

    You rolled your eyes.

    “Edward Charles Allan Brock, that is a load of bull and you know it.”

    “It is not!” Eddie hissed at you, glancing worriedly at Doctor Skirth in the driver’s seat. “I just wanna expose Drake and that’s all.”

    “Like how you ‘just wanted’ to do a piece on Wilson Fisk’s paper trail back in New York?”

    “That was different!’

“As if!”

“We’ll be pulling up in a few minutes,” Doctor Skirth interrupted, glancing back at you and Eddie with undisguised anxiety. “Try ducking out of sight when we pass through the checkpoint, okay?”

You shot Eddie a look before jerking your head towards the trunk and unbuckling your seatbelt to roll under the backseat, willing yourself to become invisible.

This was not your first rodeo handling your brother and his many misadventures: you had grown up playing attorney for him whenever he got in trouble and honestly should have been paid for the number of close scrapes you’d gotten him out of. He’d promised when he moved in with you after the New York thing that he’d behave and for a while you’d believed him–especially after Anne hit the scene. But you should have known better: Eddie’s overwhelming sense of justice was his fatal flaw and was always bound to get him in trouble–and hurt those he loved in the process.

By some miracle, you all made it past the security checkpoint and into the main building without being spotted. You even got some nice backstory about alien creatures and a comet as the doctor lead you both from the parking lot and through the main building. But as the doctor was badging you and Eddie into the lab, someone called her name and you felt a spike of panic in your gut.

“Don’t touch anything!” were Doctor Skirth’s last words to the pair of you as you hurried into the laboratory.You hated that the second she said it, you immediately knew that your brother would be touching all the wrong things.

The lab was lit eerily blue, making it hard to see much aside from shadows of various unrecognizable scientific instruments. Eddie immediately took out his phone and began snapping pictures, leaving you to watch his back. You hardly breathed as you both walked past a wall of glass cages, some containing human figures. One of them caught your eye and you paused, looking at what seemed to be a mass of white, slimy tentacles. Somehow, you couldn’t take your eyes off it. It looked dead, but something about it–perhaps its alien shape or apparent lack of a real body–made you unable to cease staring. You felt at any moment it might twitch or give some sign of life…

A sudden thud jolted you from your trance and you whirled around to see that Eddie was as the far end of the hall, looking in horror as something clawed at the glass. He immediately reached towards the access panel on the door and you felt your heart drop into your shoes.

The alarms were immediate and the shift from the dark blue lights to vibrant reds left you covering your eyes instinctively. You faintly heard glass break and squinted just in time to see your brother tackled to the ground by a screeching figure with long, tangled hair.

“Eddie!” you screamed, sprinting towards him.

“Maria! Maria, stop!” you heard him crying out. You were only a few paces away when something large and black shot out from the attacker’s back, whipping around and launching you away. You felt your back slam against something initially solid that shattered out from behind you, the air driven from your body as you hit the floor. Something writhed underneath you and you lurched just enough to roll onto your side, finding yourself staring at the white-tentacled thing again. Except this time it was definitely moving.

You couldn’t scream–you were still trying to restart your lungs after crashing through the glass door. All you could do was watch as the slimy thing lashed out its tentacles, coiling around your wrist. The panic gave you enough adrenaline to push up onto your hands and knees, crawling away without a care as to how much glass laid around you. Most of the tendrils slipped off you as you flailed, but a few broke off the creature and coiled tighter, clinging desperately.

You heard footsteps through the screaming alarm and froze, whipping around to see shadowy figures rush into the lab.

HIDE!

You instinctively curled into a ball, hands clasping together behind your head. There was some shouting and then just as quickly as you’d heard them come in, you heard them leave, shouting something about “the asset” getting away.

GO QUIETLY!

You jumped to your feet and ran back out the way you’d come in, moving at top speed. Through the parking lot and straight out to the road, you didn’t let up on your wild sprint until you dropped to your knees, out of breath on the sidewalk.

WE NEED TO KEEP RUNNING!

In a minute. When I’m not going to vomit.

Remembering all your PE lessons from High School, you put your hands behind your head and shakily got to your feet, trying to focus on inhaling through your nose. When your heartbeat settled and the taste of bile retreated you heaved a heavy sigh. And then panic seized you.

“Eddie,” you breathed. “Oh no. Oh please…don’t be dead…”

EDDIE WILL BE FINE. HE HAS HELP.

You whirled around, looking for whoever had spoken, but aside from distant headlights there were no signs of anyone.

PLEASE DON’T PANIC. YOUR HEART RATE JUST SPIKED DANGEROUSLY HIGH.

Same voice. Slight echo. Feminine. And it definitely wasn’t coming from somewhere around you.

“…who are you?” you whispered. “Are you inside my head?”

IN A SENSE. AS FOR MY IDENTITY…I AM UNSURE. I’M…NEW.

“Then what are you?”

ALIEN. BROUGHT HERE BY THE HUMANS. I…I WAS NEAR DEATH. HOST-LESS. STARVING. THEN YOU CAME. OLD SELF TRIED TO GRAB HOLD. I AM THE PIECE THAT MANAGED TO STAY, MANAGED TO BOND. BECAME…ME.

You frowned. There was an alien inside you. Or some part of one. So far, though, you weren’t getting any bad vibes off this…being. All it had done so far was get you out of the Life Foundation’s labs and nothing in its voice and mannerisms. Wait, was it an “it”?

I PREFER THE FEMALE PRONOUNS, IF YOU DON’T MIND.

Okay. She.

She could hear your thoughts?!

WE’RE BONDED AT A CELLULAR LEVEL–OF COURSE I CAN HEAR WHAT YOU THINK. WE EXIST SYMBIOTICALLY, SO WE NEED TO BE ABLE TO COMMUNICATE AT ANY TIME.

Huh. Convenient.

MOST OF THE TIME.

Wait, so if you’re “new”, then how do you know all this?

ANCESTRAL MEMORY. INSTINCT. IT WOULD BE HIGHLY INCONVENIENT FOR MY KIND TO NEED TO TEACH ALL OFFSPRING HOW TO BOND, ESPECIALLY CONSIDERING HOW ALL SPAWN ARE JUST PIECES OF THEIR PARENT THAT BECAME INDEPENDENT. NURTURING ISN’T IN OUR NATURE.

That’s really sad, actually.

ONLY TO THOSE WHO HAD SUCH AN UPBRINGING. I AM RELIEVED THAT MY KIND DO NOT EXPERIENCE THE PERIOD OF HELPLESSNESS THAT YOURS MUST ENDURE–THIS “CHILDHOOD”–BUT I CAN UNDERSTAND YOUR SYMPATHY. YOU DID NOT HAVE MUCH OF ONE EITHER, AS FAR AS I CAN SEE.

Not after my mother died. My father no longer really cared…Eddie got the worst of it, though. I think our father blames him for mom dying…

That last thought jolted you out of the mental conversation. Eddie. Where was he? Did he make it out? Frantically, you scrambled for your phone and pressed the speed-dial for your brother. Every ring made your tension mount higher until finally you heard him pick up.

“Yeah?”

“Eddie! Where are you?! Are you okay?!”

“Yeah, yeah I’m fine. Just feelin’ a little funny is all.”

He was slurring a little. Had he hit his head?

“I got home a bit ago. Called Doctor Skirth, but she didn’t answer. Been kinda woozy too. Maybe I’m gettin’ sick, I dunno.”

HIS SYMBIOTE HAS NOT REVEALED ITSELF YET, your alien commented. IT MUST BE SEEKING NOURISHMENT, TRYING TO HEAL FROM THE HARM THE LIFE FOUNDATION INFLICTED.

“But where…where are you at?” Eddie asked, still sounding almost drunk. “You’re not home, but you gotta be safe if you’re calling.”

You were about to answer when you heard the phone clatter onto some surface.

“Eddie?” you ask. No response. You tried again, but still no response. You could hear some rustling and what you recognized as the freezer being opened.

AS I THOUGHT. LOOKING FOR FOOD SO IT CAN HEAL ITSELF. HANG UP–YOUR BROTHER WILL BE UNAVAILABLE FOR QUITE SOME TIME.

Reluctantly, you followed the symbiote’s advice. Glancing out at the horizon, you noticed that the sky was getting lighter. Morning was probably only an hour away and you were beginning to feel the exhaustion of staying up as well as running all the way here.

It was time to go home.

You thanked your Uber driver as you stepped out from her car, suppressing a yawn as you climbed the steps to your apartment complex. Your symbiote had been fairly quiet throughout the drive, occasionally asking a question about the people and shops outside the window and you had tiredly tried to satisfy her curiosity. Now as you came to your door, you braced yourself for some kind of destruction on the other side. Your symbiote’s genetic memories had been full of violent scenes of her kind on the hunt and you didn’t know what to expect.

It turned out to be not nearly as bad as you’d feared: the fridge and freezer both stood open and a bag’s worth of half-defrosted tater tots were scattered near the kitchen island. There was no sign of your brother until you peered into the bathroom.

You weren’t sure what to make of his situation: he was passed out in the bathtub, toothpaste foam smeared on his bottom lip and the fallen shower curtain draped over his shoulders.

I’D SAY THIS IS A FAIRLY OKAY WAY FOR THINGS TO HAVE TURNED OUT, your symbiote commented with a mental chuckle. NO PILE OF BODIES OR PILE OF HEADS.

You rolled your eyes good-naturedly, trying not to imagine the gruesome scene as you stepped forward, reaching out your hand to shake your fool of a little brother awake.

It happened so fast you almost missed it: a black tentacle shot out from Eddie’s body, aimed straight for your head. Just as swiftly, you felt control of your body wrenched away from you, jerking your arm forward to catch the goopy tendril before it could connect.

“MINE.”

Well, it was definitely a symbiote’s voice, but this one was masculine-sounding and carried a far more predatory snarl. Yours sounded more…well, not necessarily human, but certainly more articulate.

YOURS, your symbiote agreed. NEST-MATE OF MINE. NO THREAT.

Her words seemed to calm the black alien down because the tentacle retreated and Eddie slumped further down in the tub, letting out a sleepy grunt.

WE MUST LEAVE THEM FOR NOW, your symbiote warned. YOUR BROTHER’S SYMBIOTE IS RECOVERING, BUT STILL WEAK ENOUGH TO BE IN HIS PRIMAL STATE. WE WON’T BE ABLE TO COMMUNICATE WITH THEM PROPERLY UNTIL HE FEEDS AGAIN. YOU ALSO NEED TO REST–I CAN PROVIDE YOU WITH STRENGTH BUT NOT ENERGY AND YOU ARE DANGEROUSLY LOW ON THAT FOR SUPPORTING US BOTH.

You couldn’t disagree. While the shock of the black symbiote lashing out had jolted you into alertness for a short time, you were already feeling the exhaustion returning.

Promise you’ll wake me if you hear Eddie get up, you thought, meandering towards the bedroom.

IF YOU’RE RESTED ENOUGH…I PROMISE.

#ask #request #venom movie #venom symbiote #unnamed symbiote #reader #reader is eddie's big sister #fanfic #fanfic post #fic request

[aelincreativ]

VC #79 Curtis

I wouldn't have any problems with Shiro ending up with Curtis if there had been more development and time for Shiro to heal and move on. It's literally like they thought, oh shpot, our big gay draw is not happening, we already killed the other guy, lets add in this dude! Curtis is adorable and in the wedding shot they do seem so happy. I could accept them as canon with no problem if Shiro had been given time to mourn. If we cut out Kuron's time, cuz he wouldnt have given a shit, Shiro still had a very long amount of time missing Adam and not knowing. And if Shiro got to do any mourning at all, it was kept off camera. And that pisses me off. Adam had 3 minutes of relevant content. But he aas a big part of Shiro's and maybe even Keith's life. A few of the new Adam antis are saying that Adam is bad because he made Shiro choose. Im sorry hun but if my fiance was going to head into space, while suffering from an incurable disease, and was going to be gone for maybe a year, then I sure as hell would put up a fight. We dont see it but theyve probably talked and argued over Shiro going for a long time. And Adam probably thought they had settled the issue and had decided together that Shiro wasnt going to go. So then Shiro comes back to their room and tells Adam he's going. No discussibg it again. Shiro decided on his own that he was going to go. Adam had every right to be upset. So then Shiro's gone abd Adam may be bitter, possible planning abd preparing for the argumebt when Shiro gets back. But after the months of knowing Shiro's journeying to Kerberos, it's made news that the mission failed and the crew is called dead. Adam thought Shiro was dead. At least thats what we can assume. With so littke screen time for Adam it is hard to judge and know how in the loop Adam would have been kept. But assuming Adam wasn't told anything, he has thought Shiro was dead for a year before the show takes place. Possible a year and a half since they broke up. So by the time the show even begins, Adam has been moving on. But Shiro doesnt get that. He spends the months flying to Kerberos focused on the mission, trying to proce that his disease isnt holding him back. And then he has a year in captivity. Where he is put through torture and worse. Id bet my life that Shiro probably cried himself to sleep some nights wishing he had listened to Adam. Shiro goes on though. He fights a war. And he does it well. For all we know, the only knowledge and thought of Adam he carries for those years is one of regret and sorrow. But is any of that shown on screen? Hell no. Why? Because Adam was added and killed for baiting and nothing else. If they had been real they would have existed. We would have seen Adam before season 7, wven just a mention of his name. Adam would have had an actual presence. Hell Shiro could have sent a video back with Sam for Adam. And Shiro would have gotten to mourn him on screen. Because it's one thing to believe that you lost that chance, knowing that you were done and living with it. It is another thing to learn that someone very dear too you is dead and died a hero in a war. Because Shiro didnt move on, at least not to a new relationship, before learning Adam was dead it would have hit him very hard. But we dont see anything. And if Shiro's mourning occured in the months between 7 and 8 then why not mention or show it somehow. Shiro visiting the memorial with flowers or just standing there quietly. They could have shown that he moved on very easily. But they didnt. And it pisses me the fuck off. Curtis could have been great. But they didnt build it on screen. Curtis and Shiro had little on screen interaction and none of it was noticeable because i was blindsided as fuck when they got married. There was absolutely no development. Nothing. I only know about Curtis cheering Shiro on at Clear Day because people went back and had to find Curtis and figure out who he was. I loved these characters too much. Im like a parent with kids. I dont just let my kids get engaged without meeting the s.o. first. Shiro could have been obviously gay from the start. But he wasnt. There is a reason the shiro and allura content is everywhere and rampant in any fic pre lotor. And when Matt came along, the shiro matt shippers took yarn and went bungy jumping. It just there was so little proper development. For everyone. This post mainly focused on Curtis, Adam, and Shiro but i am going to be dissecting every aspect of what failed in voltron as it comes to my attention. I was going to do the obvious Allurance one first but Curtis is popping up everywhere and was on my mind when i opened up the new post. There is so much more that voltron could have become. But it didnt. Ezor and Zethrid were the most we got out of a lgbt+ couple. And we all thought they were dead! If voltron had just stayed ship free it would be one thing. Find a way to leave it open ended. But they didnt. By giving us supposed endgames they gave us the right to argue and critisize them on how they developed the story. A show is nothing without a fanbase. And the voltron fanbase can be very toxic but we are what made voltron big and made it happen. We all loved and adopted the characters of this show. And the endings we got are subpar and feel like a knife in our chests.

#Voltron #voltron legendary defenders #lance #keith #shiro #pidge #hunk #allura #coran #lotor #zarkon #honerva #curtis #curtis x shiro #adam #adam x shiro #vld #development #plot #ezor #zethrid #ezor x zethrid

[larissaloki]

Fandom OCs

I'm about to share my boy with you. He's very special to me and he really carried me through rough times, I loved writing him and rping him and he means a lot to me. So I hope you like him too. ^^

Marvel: Milan Egbert Oomen AKA Projekt Akela

Milan Oomen is born in Antwerpen, Belgium on the evening of July 4th, 1918. Right at the end of the first world war. His mother Arianne had an affair with a man named Victor Creed. Something her husband Sander never found out about. Milan doesn’t know of his true heritage. Milan moved to the countryside one year after his birth and grew up there. His childhood was relatively uneventful and normal until he turned 15.

When Milan was 15 his mutation kicked in for the first time when Milan fell out of a tree and broke his arm. The arm set itself in minutes at an odd angle and a crying Milan was transported to the nearest hospital to re-break and reset his arm. After that his parents kept Milan hidden away on the countryside until he turned 20. At that age he immigrated to the United States.

When he arrived in the United States Milan couldn’t speak English and because of it he had to scrape by to even get food. Eventually he got better at it and he managed to land a job at the warf. He could afford a small apartment and food from that point on.

In 1941 Pearl Harbor was attacked and it made Milan sign up for the US Army. He asked to be deployed in the pacific as opposed to Europe, he didn’t want to witness the devastation to his country and family. But what he saw in the pacific wasn’t much better. He still has nightmares about the horrors he witnessed. From villagers being used as suicide bombers to American soldiers using Japanese corpses for entertainment.

    In 1945 he traveled to Hiroshima and stayed there for a month, he witnessed little boy fall down from the sky and scrambled for cover. Due to his healing factor he survived the atomic bombing and recovered after a few weeks of regenerating. The US Army pulled him back and kept him on a secret base for most of the time. He served in the cold army in an espionage division in St. Petersburg Russia, he was eventually caught and executed with his fellow soldiers. Milan was the only one that survived and he was imprisoned by the Russians. During an American mission Milan was rescued and brought back to the states.

In 1972 he met Sarah Brown during a leave in Hawaii and after ten years of dating her he married her. Not long after their marriage Sarah was expecting their first child. When she was 8 months pregnant Milan was called away to base and she was attacked in their apartment building by a heroine addict who had gotten in and pushed down the stairs. The fall killed her instantly, she broke her back. Milan heard of the incident over the radio in his truck and rushed back home. Her baby was retrieved through a C-section but after a fifteen minute trip to the nearest hospital the baby died in Milan’s arms.

To say it left a mark on him is an understatement, a part of him died that day. Broken and with no will to live Milan tried to kill himself by placing a gun against his head and pulling the trigger. He woke up two days later in a hospital bed. Many years went by, in which Milan attempted many more times to take his own life. All failed and the mentally broken man became a ghost. He lived, breathed and did his job but that’s all he did.

In 1985 Milan was recruited for a special Army devision called NEST, a team that specializes in counter terrorism. He worked hard till he took over the leadership position in 2000. Due to most of the team being older then allowed a new team was recruited.

Not long after taking command of the NEST Team in Kansas, Milan met Kuga. The feral was on leave at the time and he spend a couple of weeks camping in the woods just one mile from Kuga’s home. Kuga came back to Milan every single day and a father/daughter bond slowly developed. Kuga’s little brother James came along with her after a couple of days and he too, took to Milan quite easily. Milan found himself fathering the two young children of 10 and 7 and decided to adopt them as his own after he heard of possible abuse towards Kuga. His request was denied by the court as there was no physical evidence of abuse going on. Milan couldn’t return for James and kuga and instead was kept on acitve duty to train for a new mission.

In 2003 Milan and his team served in the Iraq war where he dealt with his nightmares all over again. He’s directly responsible for the death of several civilians because he led them into a building that was later bombed. He blames himself for that.

In 2008 Milan took the mutant cure that became available, the cure wasn’t permanent however and Milan was forced to live on.

From 2008 till 2010 Milan gets on SHIELD’s radar and several security checks and evaluations are done to determine if he’s possible agent material. He passes and in 2010 he joins the ranks of SHIELD. He’s currently a level 4 agent working for SHIELD’s undercover department. SHIELD has a contract for him with the Army, it states that as long as he’s on active field duty he’s working for SHIELD. If events were to force him to go off active duty he’d have to return to the army.

    Milan is currently on probation after the events of the Galoyan rescue mission and the army is about to pull him out of SHIELD. That doesn’t stop him from trying to get along with the other agents though. He’ll try anything to keep his job at SHIELD, even if it means quitting the army.

Milan was pulled off active duty and he was forced to return to the Army. He worked closely with SHIELD agents of the undercover department. Mostly doing their paperwork.

And then, SHIELD fell.

After the fall of SHIELD Milan was picked up and rescued by HYDRA. The organisation captured and imprisoned him, performing multiple experiments on him. They extracted parts of his DNA in order to study his healing factor and replicate it for their next line of super soldiers. They also extracted his ability to see, smell and hear at phenomenal levels. His strength and agility markers were also copied and stored for future use. HYDRA wiped Milan’s memory after they collected all they needed and activated the implants in his brain. He stood under their full control and obeyed every command they gave him. Milan assassinated several SHIELD agents under their command.

After several test runs the implants failed, now only working at 30% capacity. With the failing of his implants, his memory returned to him. Not much, only about 10% but it’s something. He remembers three names of his past, Kuga, James and Bryce. He has no idea who these people are, just that they are somehow important to him.

Milan escaped the compound and ended up in Lebanon, Kansas. 

And My current two projects: The Barnes/Brock twins (I am aware this is very self indulgent and it's probably not any good, but I'm having fun. And that's what matters.)

Ben Barnes & Jacen Barnes (Both 17 post SM: Homecoming, timeline ignores IW)

Benjamin Edward Brock-Barnes, born as Ellie Barnes and his brother Jacen Barnes were born to Lauren Barnes and Edward Brock Jr in Queens, NYC.  Ben and Jace's father was already out of the picture at their time of birth and both boys were raised by their mother. They are the great grandchildren of Rebecca Barnes, sister to James Buchanan Barnes, and the best friends of Peter Parker and Ned Leeds (Ben) and Michelle "MJ" Jones (Jacen). 

Ben wants to be an investigative Journalist and when he's not out scouting for the latest scoop in NYC, he's bugging Peter and Ned on how they can set up their own News network. Where Peter can do their photography and Ned can run the newspaper, of course.

Jacen is more interested in his blogging activities where he calls out the injustice of the world and posts about the protests he joins whenever there's no school going on. He's often joined by Michelle in this.

Ben struggles with his trans identity and being recognized for it while Jacen is more comfortable in his gay and queer identity.

When a field trip to San Fransisco goes haywire the twins are introduced to a slimier set of twins named Sleeper and Hybrid. Shenanigans ensue with the help of Spiderman, the man in the chair and justicegirl101 and before they know it, the twins are bonded to their own symbiote siblings and they're thrown into the fight of their lives.

Venom and Eddie suddenly have a lot of parenting work to do.

And that's what I got on them so far. ha, this was fun. But it also got waay to long. So that's all I'll share today. I've got way more though.

Larissa notes:

Oh my god these are amazing , the top one is my favourite though by far!! So well thoughtout and planned i am in awe! Im in love with Milan :3

Thankyou so much for sharing them with me!

[talknerdytome67-blog]

Loss

What did it mean that there were no handbooks for me? That people asked me to be strong in the face of the biggest loss I'd ever experienced or imagined? At times I felt like I didn't deserve to feel so shattered, especially in the shadow of my parents' immense loss but losing a twin is like losing half of yourself.

When I was 22, my twin brother, who was my only sibling, died. He had huffed duster while driving resulting in immediate brain death causing him to hit a tree at over 90mph. That day wasnt like any other day because a few months earlier I woke up and knew he was going to die. Just not how or when. The day the phone rang and I heard my mom say dark, foreign words like car accident, unresponsive, drugs, life support was the most impactful day of my life. In the thickness of shock, I didn't realize that the rest of my life would be measured in before and after. Before, when my family was intact. After, when I would somehow be forced to learn to live without the person I was supposed to get a lifetime with.

"Be strong for your parents," said blurs of people at Trevor's memorial service. I nodded, but inside me, something twisted. I stood in a daze as people streamed by, offering their awkward words and hugs. Be strong for your parents? I thought. How can I be strong for them when half my soul just died and I dont even know how to be strong for myself.

After

I was barely breathing. I was barely standing there. I was numb and strong was the last thing I felt. One thing is for sure I felt angry at my brother for leaving me here. For abandoning me. It's funny how I found myself consoling complete strangers over the death of my brother and yet these very people werent there for him when he was alive and struggling w addiction. Why is it that no one seems to truly care about you until tragedy strikes and then suddenly your life meant so much to them. They say things like "I didn't see this coming" "Why didn't they reach out"

In the early months after Trevors death at 22, I existed in a heavy fog. Nothing was as I knew it. I'd been forced to abandon the little life I'd once known. My friends were living their lives -- going to college, working, falling in and out of love and lust. Meanwhile, my life had stopped and I no longer recognized the world around me.

My home was filled with the cloying scent of flowers just starting to die. It struck me just then how terrible it was that we send flowers to the grieving -- here you go, another reminder that nothing is permanent, that everything lovely will be lost.

My brother's absence was heavy in the house. Though he had died in Peoria, his room was still scattered with relics: the bed he had slept in for so many years, his skateboarding hoodies hanging like shadows in the closets, a handful of videos and books. Memories pinned to each corner. His beloved Ferret Ember waiting for her best friend who was never coming home.

Having always taken comfort in words, I scoured the internet for a book for someone like me -- a barely adult whose (barely) adult twin brother had died. What I found was unimpressive: There were more books on losing a pet than losing a brother or sister, especially a twin. A few books existed for surviving children after a death in the family, but they were for small children. One memoir documented a sister's grief following her brother's death, but it was out of print.

What did it mean that there were no handbooks for me? That people asked me to be strong in the face of the biggest loss I'd ever experienced or imagined? At times I felt like I didn't deserve to feel so shattered, especially in the shadow of my parents' immense loss. I felt guilty for missing him.

A few weeks later, I found out I was pregnant and my world took another 360* hit. I decided I needed to join a support group so I sat in a circle with a few widows and widowers, a woman whose daughter had died, and a woman whose mother had died. I was younger than any of them by at least 30 years, but I could relate to their shares: "I feel like I'm going crazy." "I'm so damned angry right now." "I can't sleep at night." "My anxiety is at an all time high"

Though the losses were different, the feelings were the same and we were all barely coping.

My parents, who adopted us at 2 would never be the same. Their pain was almost visible, as if a piece of their bodies had been cut out. I had lost myself, too, or at least the version of me that was unscathed by tragedy: an innocent version, who walked around in some parallel universe where her brother was still alive, ignorant to the incredible fortune of an entirely alive family.

My brother, my twin, my built in best friend. I miss Trevors big brown eyes. His loud laugh. He was the co-keeper of my childhood and my secret's. The person who was supposed to walk with me longer than anyone else in this life. The only other person who knew what it was like to grow up with our particular parents, in our particular home and our particular situation being adopted.

The future.

I cried for the nephews and nieces I would never have. I cried for my own daughter who would never know my brother, her uncle. How would I explain him? How would I ensure that his essence wasn't lost, that he wasn't just a figure in old photographs, a handful of stories? Suddenly i was the only person who could make my parents the grandparents they were soon to be.

I constantly grieve for all the hard times ahead when my brother wouldn't be by my side. When my parents begin to age. When my grandparents die. There would be no one to share these dark milestones with and no one to comfort me in the way he did with just his presence.

And so 3 weeks after his death Im now pregnant and despite feeling like I wanted to die from the pain and loneliness i had to stay alive. I suddenly was needing to stay healthy, to stay safe, to stay positive because I was bringing a beautiful baby girl into the world and theres no time to fall apart.

So I placed my grief on hold.

I felt like our family had been a four-legged table, and one leg had suddenly been torn off. The remaining three of us wobbled and teetered. We felt the missing leg like an amputee, each morning waking to the horrible fact that Trevor was gone and unable to stop the pain.

I wrote letters to my brother in those early months and years. At first, memories blazed through my head and I used the letters to capture them before they flitted away, gone forever: my brother walking towards me when he knew my heart had been broken and embracing me in a giant hug. The time I taught him to make snow angels in the front yard of our home, our bulkily clad limbs sliding in synchronicity under the cold afternoon sun.

Later, I wrote the letters when I needed to cry -- when the grief sat coiled and waiting in my chest, needing to be let out, released. I couldn't find the words of other bereaved twin sisters or brothers to bring me comfort, so I created my own.

One day, when I was lost in my sadness, my mom said, "You won't always feel like this. You'll have a family of your own. You'll move on." This seemed impossible in my 23 year-old new mom skin. I couldn't imagine this potential future where I lived a life my brother was no longer apart of.

But very, very slowly, I began putting my life back together. I gave birth to a gorgeous baby girl and I made the difficult decision to leave an abusive relationship and return home again. As time has gone on I notice my daughter has his love of music and animals and possesses the lighthearted spirit my brother had at the same age and I cant help but smile and think a part of him is in her.

Sometimes adult siblings aren't able to close the distance between them, all those shared experiences and time and space and relationships matter. They tether us, they twine our stories together. I pray that my children will one day remain close as they grow, and that they enjoy a long lifetime together and never take eachother for granted.

After nearly 9 years, the sharp shock and grief I felt in those early months and years are no longer constant but only come back in waves, especially around his angelversary or our birthday. It's hard to explain to people the survivors guilt I feel and the PTSD I acquired from watching him struggle to pass away after being taken off life support. It's hard to explain to people that the week of his death never gets easier to face and I tend to shut down and shut people out because I dont want to be a burden. I distance myself so my sadness doesnt spill into their lives.

Its taken 9 years for the pain to dull and for the words "your brother is dead" to stop pounding in my head -- but they did. Trevors absence is mostly a dull hurt, the ghost of an old broken bone that aches when it rains. I feel it more on holidays and anniversaries, when someone else close to me dies. Or when something funny happens and I go to text him and realize I cant. Because Hes gone.

I'll always wish he was still here. I'll always wonder what he would look like and what he'd be doing if he was still alive -- at almost 32, At 50. At 75. Who would he be today? Would he have gotten sober and started a family? Would his music career had taken off?

So with no other choice I continue on. Perhaps I am even strong, like those well-meaning mourners at my brother's memorial asked me to be. But my brother's loss will remain with me for my whole life -- just like he was supposed to.

I wish I knew how to explain to the people I love that the distance I create during anniversaries is done so they are not effected by my overwhelming sadness. I create distance because even after 9 years I am still learning how to cope and handle my grief and sometimes its easier to do alone so that theres no pressure to feel like you have to be happy and in a way continue healing.

I'm incredibly blessed with an amazing boyfriend who is patient and kind and incredibly handsome and perfect in every way. He has been incredibly understanding and supportive despite the distance I have placed between us lately and that's how I know hes who I am going to spend the rest of my life with if he'll let me.

I will forever be thankful for the time I had with my brother and the lessons he taught me but time doesn't heal all wounds and I am just finding ways to get by.

[amarerp]

Look whos back...

What did I learn in L.A? What was my reason for even moving over there? OH, yeah, I remember. I felt like I didn't belong. Like I didn't know who I was. I wanted to learn how to fend for myself. I felt like I was rotting in place. All I wanted to do was die. I had no will to try anymore. I think all the drama at the house (my mother bought years ago that she lets other people run.) really had me over the edge. All though while I was in L.A. Even though I missed my family over here, I somehow forgot all about the drama that was part of the reason I left in the first place. Whatever. Who even cares anymore. My younger half sister is selfish and disrespectful and obviously only cares about herself. One day that's going to bite her in the ass. But she is lucky that she has a mother like ours. With an enabler like her, there's no doubt in my mind its part of the reason she doesn't think before acting. My family is that way. Why am I always worried about other people? Maybe I need to follow their example and worry about my life. Be selfish. It would do me good. I'm going to get my own place and worry about myself only. My mother has consistently showed me that she doesn't mind other people not taking her feelings into consideration. It doesn't mean I have to do that to her. But it means I can't keep getting upset when I notice her get upset about something someone else does and not speak up. Im tired of her feeling comfortable taking things out on me or only bossing me around because she knows I will do it, no questions asked.

That voice in the back of my head never leaves. I don't actually hear someones voice now. Im referring to my insecurities. I'm watching RuPaul right now. There is something she said that caught my attention in season nine. There is this queen on the show who reminds me so much of myself. I cant stop thinking that the reason so many people quit talking to me growing up, was because I wore being a victim as a badge for everyone to see. Its become a part of me. I can't imagine how exhausting that must be to those who care(d) for me. Im sorry. I wish someone could see just how much I want to change and be successful. I think a big part of that is the need to feel accepted. I fear one day I will be alone in this world. No one to celebrate with. No one who truly worries about me. My family has a point when they say that this is how life is. People come and go and that includes family. People change. Some for the better, others for the worst. But I only have control over my own life. I cant control who or how others live their lives. We all live our lives through a lense based on OUR own experiences. Sometimes we forget that everyone has their own journeys and we all come from different walks of life.

Get out of your head Rolando. You are not a bad person. Yeah you have made mistakes but you're human. You're supposed to make mistakes. The thing to remember, is to learn from those mistakes. I've hurt people. I haven't been the best brother or son or friend even. But i'm not my past. I forgive MYSELF. I cant keep waiting for my mother to fight my battles. She has clearly said before " I wasn't raised with hugs and parental guidance." She is literally telling me she doesnt know how to be what I'm asking of her to be for me... And I guess I can't be mad at her for that. I just wish she would try harder sometimes. She is a great mother in the end. I know she loves me. That was never a question or doubt. But why am I convinced that it is my job to fix anything at all? I guess it may have something to do with me being raised in a religious household. I was taught in church that you always fight for the good. That I have to be a good example to the world. When the world is dark, I have to be a light to provide hope... I'm not saying that I shouldn't do that still. like that could be being kind, and thoughtful and respectful... but being all that.. is what has gotten me in trouble. I think I convinced myself that I needed to be 'perfect' in some way. Like it mattered what others think of me.. I cant believe Ive lived my life that way. The only opinion that should matter is my own. I need to figure out a way where I can be respectful and still be a bad bitch when needed. Balance.

So to answer my original question. What was my reason for moving in the first place. It was to escape my younger half sister and her drama and see what exactly was the cause of my pain. To heal some, and have fun. I wanted to learn more about myself. I was excited to have that freedom i've wanted for awhile. Freedom to not only explore my sexuality more, but to be myself without fear of losing my mothers new found respect for me. It took a long time to re earn her trust.. and I am terrified of losing it again. LA was a very humbling experience. And very grateful that I was able to go through that. Thank you God.

#mental illness #blog post

[sunshine-tears-brokenhearts]

A somewhat shorter version of my life

I come from a broken home , my family fight , we scream and shout and get very angry we hurt each other with words, words we can’t always take back ,

Growing up was never easy , surrounded by violence and hatred, the feeling of being loved less than everyone else . Not knowing why my dad didn’t want me . Not knowing why my mother cried in her room on the floor . Why she was always so angry.

Moving town after towm built me and broke me , I have been so many different people , I have built myself up to be broken so many times , I explored a the life of drugs and alcohol cause the pain I was suffering everyday was so unbareable that I needed something to make it go away.

I have been beaten and bruised , wished my life away so many times , being controlled by a tiny piece of metal that didn’t even seem to hurt as much as it should have . Hospital visits , upon doctors appointments followed by years of counselling that never made a difference , different medications that are sworn to ‘help’ but only made me feel more like nothing than I already felt , like my whole personality was just taken away from me .

Different men in my life that are supposed to be role models but only make me question the human race , who beat up my mam and shove me into walls and touch my leg. Make my little sister wet herself cause she was so scared , a man a man who was trusted to come into our lives and supposed to 'love’ our mam but only to smash a lamp across her head, for me to climb out my window in fear and for us to have to drive so late at night to a family friend just so we’re safe.

Counless times I’ve experienced things not even some adults have seen . The love for my family that I had slowly started to fade the trust I had in them was gone and the people who were supposed to make a 13 year old feel didn’t exist .

From being bet by family and bullies and having fake friends , to feeling suicidal every now and then to it being all I thought about . Every minute of every day. That tiny piece of metal became my only friend but when my sister found our she felt obligated to tell my mam and of course we already know she didn’t handle it well she frightened me into promising 'oh it was a one time thing’ I don’t think she actually believed this was true but In her mind she was ’ parenting right’ she picked up a sisscors and proceeded to slit her own wrist only to tell me that I done this.

So when she noticed I hadn’t stopped this she fucked me off to live with my dad who I knew nothing about , he never wanted me growing up so why now? I couldn’t understand how he cared now or at least I thought he did .

A few weeks later it was new year’s Eve in a town where I didn’t know anyone I didn’t know who I was. I wished it right there and tried to end my life.

I woke up the next morning with the worst feeling in the world , and noticed that nobody had even come to check on me , knowing what had been going on in my life but that was the moment I realised that nobody cared , I was alone in the world with nobody there .

I started school with one friend who became more like a sister than a friend , friendship so close that went up in flames . As I sat in the office waiting to be shown around it was around 9:15 I watched all these people pass me , staring I felt shame , I wasn’t sure why I felt it but it’s what I can only describe as shame , a girl walked in and I got this feeling that I hadnt felt in a while , not since my first crush on my bestfriend.she walked straight past me didn’t even look my way blue hair and the ugliest shoes I’ve ever seen. She just had this presence about her that made me wonder .

We kissed in the bushes and it all started from there , that summer I was in a relationship with a girl, something that I had always been closed off about sharing with people , but everyone knew I guess my poker face wasn’t great.

Months went on of being broken up with so she could sleep with someone else , wasn’t a healthy relationship in any form. I ended up hospital for a week cause I had a nervous breakdown at 14 , the doctors saw the skin on my arms didn’t exist and in it’s place was hundreds of cuts that left scars that never faded .

I was seeing a girl who I cared for so much , I went away for the summer to see my best friend we rarely seen each other and she understood memore than anyone and something changed me forever that still haunts me to this day , some boy who I thought was a 'friend’ sexually assaulted me in her mother’s room , blood pouring down my leg , he cut me with his nails and told me I wanted this , even though I proceeded to say 'NO’ and begged him to stop and cried , he proceeded to tell me I wanted it , he made me feel like it was my fault. I couldn’t bear it . I swallowed some pills any that I could find and drank some vodka that burned my throat . It didn’t work. I ended up leaving the girl I was seeing because I felt like I had done something wrong. I couldn’t get close and I was distant .

Coming up to my last year of school still struggling to unfriend that shiny piece of metal I meet my first boyfriend who seemed to be the best thing in the world only to be a prick who put drugs before me and didn’t know shit , who went on to treat me like I was nothing , that’s when my anxiety started to get bad , panic attack after panic attack I didn’t know who I was , only to be broken and loose all sense of control I had. He made me feel like I was going to die without him , completely controlled . I had to move town to get away from him because he seemed to think he had the power to say im not allowed break up with him .

I started college and everything was great I figured so much things out , ironically I studied psychology . Selfish it seemed I was doing it more to understand myself and the people who hurt me.

I was living with a mate from school who I soon realised I didn’t want to be her mate , we were too alike . But she lies.

I lost myself , taking drugs and drinking the equivalent of my body weight in vodka every week , during the week , whenever I could , I wasn’t stable but I felt happy , I started sleeping with people , I had only ever had sex with a man once before this , it wasn’t for me , I didn’t see any appeal to it .

I had no respect for myself . I didn’t care if people we’re using me , I couldn’t feel anything , I met my best friend who made me feel everything made me feel love again and helped me to realise that maybe I don’t deserve what I put myself through. We promised we would always be there and regardless of the times I fucked him over he was always there ,still now.

I lost friend and gained some , I traveled from group to group as my personality changed , I trusted when I shouldn’t have and didn’t trust when I should have ,

Then I met him. I met someone who changed everything , he is utterly the one person in the whole world that breaks me but also builds me back up , that’s not good is it? Someone having so much control over your emotions , someone who said they loved me and made me feel more than I’ve ever felt. Someone who I knew would never hurt me the way I had been hurt in the past but I was struggling when I met him , that little shitty piece of metal was back in my life and somehow they made me forget about it .. I fell head over heals for him , I moved back home to my mam for the summer leaving him but we promised we would wait.

We found our way back but I had grown so much over the summer and gotten so far with myself , I felt more and cared more. We loved each other so much , but one day he woke up and decided he couldn’t say it anymore , even kiss me , he would sleep in my bed with his back facing me , no affection no love , it tore me into a million pieces , and the only excuse was ’ I don’t know’ and made me feel I done something wrong. I fell straight back into my back hole of depression where I never seemed to easily come out of .

My life has been a whole load of heartache so how can I cry over someone who 'doesnt want me' is it just selfish to love people when I can't even love myself and my life . Spiriling out of control and not knowing where to go. It's sad when you have so much love in your heart but it expresses like hatred.

[elliotthezubat]

DEATH CITY DAYS CHAPTER 71

after the events of the nether, Christmas is just around the corner.

[[cont from part 70]]

*The ground is shaking* komori: !! maki: what do we do? Akitaru: *kicks down the door* "Emergency!" 'eyebrows': wah! commander huang? where is she? it's an emergency! -and so, upon huang's arrival- Huang: "Arg, patient information, stat." Nurse arg: sword was impaled through his stomach. heart, lungs, and spine were injured, he's in critical condition! Akitaru: "Doctor, Shinra's body may have gone through Overheat. And he has the Adora Burst. Can you save him--" Huang: "Commander Obi, I have surgery to perform. Stand aside--" iris: *praying* Huang: "It's not up to me whether the boy survives. It's whether his flame--" Relan: "PLEASE, SAVE HIM!" Huang: "..." *spots Iris and Relan* iris: he's an important person, to all of us... -later- tamaki: .....damn! we should have gotten there faster, then maybe....*sigh*.... Huang: *in surgery room, in scrubs* "What is his heart rate now?" iris: please let him pull through... Arthur: "..." *approaches the door* Relan: "..." Arthur: *pushes the door slightly* "..." Akitaru: "--then the snake flame can heal the fire user from the inside." maki: i see... komori: ...... ritsu: ah. m-m-mr oubi! Huang: *removes her gloves and mask* Akitaru: "??? What?" -later- shinra: *groans* ugh....s-sho! tao: ~? nurse arg: wah! p-please lay down sir! shinra: um....hi? tao: hiya! im tao sangoku! what's your name? *shes hanging upside down via a monkey tail?* shinra: um...it's shinra. nurse arg: ^^; please try not to startle him too much, tao. he needs his rest. tao: ok. see ya! ^^ *exits* -elsewhere- tamaki:...he's going to be ok... Relan: *sighs* iris: it's awful. maki: yeah, and just before christmas, too.... komori: ........ Arthur: "Granted, almost none of us left this without an injury..." Vulcan: "..." tamaki:.....*shaking* Arthur: "..." *holds her hand* tamaki:...t-thanks... Arthur: *smiles* Relan: "And Nozomi? And Lisa?" misora: i need to make a call, brb~ maki: lisa's asleep, and nozomi......she' hasnt said a word. Victor: "..." nozomi:.....*practically catatonic....* karin:.......... Takehisa: "In some ways, we're in a better position...and in others...it's revealed some uncomfortable truths." maki: are you alright? you got zapped pretty bad... Takehisa: *holds his head* "Migraines..." ???: oh? what's the 8th doing here? tamaki: ah! vivian: *in a nurse outfit* hello~ Relan: ._. "???" iris: she's vivian helvitz, part of the 6th brigade. ritsu: *hiding behind her* Arthur: "I didn't know Helvitz had medical training." vivian: i've been learning during my time here at the 6th brigade. plus, *opens her fan* im sure torry would love to see me in a nurse outfit <3 tamaki: TMI! Arthur: "I mean, granted, everyone likes someone in a nurse's outfit." tamaki:... >///>;; Relan: ._.; "So, Miss Helvitz, how are patients here?" -elsewhere- Joker: "...Okay. Repeat that?" misora: I DONT WANT TO! just thinking about it makes me want to puke! ivy:....gross. scarlet:...fuckin' hell. Joker: "Another Adora user, more Hoods...We got our work cut out for us." -elsewhere- Hibana: "Any better?" mikami: i-i think so... Hibana: "You'll need your sleep." *slides a cup* "I brewed it from plants in the garden." mikami: thanks. *sips* -elsewhere- Todoroki: "...I think the earthquake has stopped." fuyumi: that's good...*phew* Todoroki: *sighs* "I'll check for damage..." *picks up a photo album that fell* -it's of him, fuyumi, and their two brothers, one brother's face is damaged in the picture...- Todoroki: "..." *sighs* "Fuyumi? Have you heard from..." fuyumi: *she shakes her head* no. Todoroki: "Hmm...Mother..." -elsewhere- Burns: "Roll call." ruby: ruby jackson reporting sir! pearl: here! foein: here i am. dia: i am here, sir. Karim: "Here." Onyango: "Here." ruby: *whispering* hey pearl, think we might hear some cool veteran stories from him?? pearl: ^^; Burns: "You have your assignments, get to work." Onyango: *points at Ruby and Pearl* "You two, with me." ruby: *squee!* pearl: ^^; -elsewhere- Kunikida: "..." *opens the front door* fukuzawa: *nods* he's in there. Kunikida: *approaches* "How would you like me to proceed, sir?" fukuzawa: just keep him out of trouble. Kunikida: "Very well. I will--" Mori: "More seltzer!" fukuzawa: *looks kunikida right in the eyes* good luck. Kunikida: -_-; *nods, turns to Mori* "Hello. I will get you--" Mori: *breaks down sobbing* Kunikida: ._.; "I...What do I--?" Mori: *hugs Kunikida's legs* "I MISS HER SO MUCH!" Kunikida: "I HAVE MY OWN PROBLEMS! LET GO OF MY LEGS!" Mori: *crawls up Kunikida* Kunikida: O_O; "What are you d--" Mori: *somehow manages to crawl into Kunikida's arms, being cradled like a baby* =_= "Zzz..." Kunikida: O-O;;; "...How am I even holding you? What is my upper-body strength now?" Dazai: "..." *snaps a pic* Kunikida: *GLARE* Dazai: ^_^ "This'll go great in my photo collection!" -elsewhere- Rin: *shudders* kyouko: *pats his back* you need anything? Rin: "N-Nah...I mean, maybe another ice pop?" kyouko: ... aaalright then. i'll see if we have any. Rin: "Thanks..." *fans himself* -elsewhere- baum: *holding up a dress* oh! ho about this one, dorothy? it would look so cute ^^ dorothy:...it's nice, i guess. Steinbeck: *looking at hats and ties* "Hmm." twain: what about this one? *holds up a tuxedo t-shirt* eh? eh? ^^ Steinbeck: -_-; "Try something that is actually fashionable." twain: what? i mean, it's classy, but it also says 'im ready to party'! Steinbeck: "...Oscar. Show this philistine some 'class.'" oscar: *cracks knuckles* can do~<3 twain: OwO; -you'd rather not know- twain: AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!! Steinbeck: "Ebie, get the camera." ebie: on it! twain: TTuTT itchy... cant breathe... baum: ._.; dorothy, honey, stay close to big brother. dorothy: =A=; Steinbeck: "Got to say, not the worst choice. Need a better tie, though." -elsewhere- Sho: *unconscious* Haumea: ^-^ dahlia: was knocking him unconscious needed? Haumea: "D'aw, what did you want from me?! You know how powerful Sho-sho's universe-manipulation powers are?" arrow:.....you seriously did not just call him that. -_-; guruna: kururuuun.... Haumea: .\\\. "...What's wrong with calling him that, Arr-y?" Jonah: *glances at Guruna* "???" arrow:....you're lucky im otherwise incapacitated. Haumea: "..." *takes out a permanent marker* dahlia: *stares at her with those creepy ass, pitch black eyes* do not. Haumea: OWO;;;; *holds up Guruna as a human shield* -elsewhere- Victor: *knock knock* nozomi: ........ Victor: "Yo, Nozomi. You hungry?" nozomi:....*staring at the wall* ........ Victor: "..." *sits beside her* karin: ......hey, kiddo. i know, i cant undo the damage that's been done, but you're not alone, ok? Victor: *nod nod* "..." *scoots a bit away from Nozomi* ._. nozomi: .........was it.....all pointless? karin: ?? Victor: "...The...?" nozomi: father's research.......he worked so hard....and mother's death-......he wanted to help people.......and he died too.......was it....all for nothing? karin: you stop that. nozomi: ?? Victor: "..." *taking his book* karin: toshiaki was helping people. he was a good man. and if it was helping, then it wasnt pointless, no matter what _she_ said. nozomi:.....she said....i should have died...... Victor: "..." *thumbing to a page* karin:.............*hugs her* it's ok. i know she's still in there, inside that person. we'll save your mother. nozomi:.......*whimpering and hugging* Victor: *jotting something* "..." karin: *even though tears are falling, she remains calm* -elsewhere- Katai: *knocking on the door of Keek's home* *clutching his pillow* Mrs. Harue: "Yes?" Katai: "H-Hello, m-ma'am...I brought the snacks Keek likes!" *holds up a grocery bag* Mrs. Harue: "...I've had too many weird people around my daughter." *picks up a baseball bat* Katai: OWO;; "I'M ACTUALLY A FRIEND! I'M KATAI!" keek: mom! it's ok! it's one of the guys who helped me out! Mrs. Harue: "Oh! Well, come in, dear!" ^^ Katai: O__________o;;;;; "...May I use your bathroom?" -After that- Katai: "...How are you?" keek: been alright. just using a wheelchair to get around....it's surreal, being home. Katai: *nods* "...How are your parents doing?" keek: worried about me, as you can see. Katai: *nods* "...Do you get out?" keek:...sometimes. usually with my mom. most of the time im just in here, making game mods. Katai: *nods* "...Your computer running well? What processor you got?" -elsewhere- Sanjuro: "We have a lead." tsubaki: !! really? Sanjuro: *nods* "They keep going to this spot...You may remember it..." tsubaki: .... *she nods* right. Sanjuro: "You'll need backup." tsubaki: it's ok. we'll handle it. Sanjuro: "...Has Black Star recovered?" tsubaki: *she nods* Sanjuro: "Then be safe." *pats her shoulder* -elsewhere- lisa: ......... Vulcan: "..." *offers a hand* lisa: *holding him, breathing* im lisa.....im lisa..... Vulcan: *nods* "Yes...You are. Lisa...You're here." lisa:.....*nuzzles into the crook of his neck* Vulcan: *strokes her hair* "...I'm happy you're back." lisa:.....dont let go... Vulcan: "No, I'm not..." *holds her* lisa: .....*breathing to steady herself* Vulcan: *inhales slightly* -elsewhere- Poe: Q_Q lana: *petting his head, letting him rest on her lap* Poe: *shudders* "So scary..." lana: it's ok, edgar. it's stopped now. everything's fine. Poe: *slight shiver* "O-Okay...Can I stay here for another minute?" lana: take all the time you need. Poe: "..." *closes his eyes, hugs her* -elsewhere- Takehisa: *takes his new glasses* "Thanks for bringing these." maki: not a problem. ^^ Takehisa: *puts them on--then holds his head* "Ah!" maki: !!! are you ok? Takehisa: *shakes his head* "It-It's nothing...Just migraines." maki: ... -elsewhere- Akutagawa: "How is she settling in?" kouyou: she still seems so forlorn... Akutagawa: "Is it just her personality?" kouyou: perhaps. maybe it could be something else. Akutagawa: "...I think I know one detail." kouyou: hmm? Akutagawa: "I think she misses someone in the Rats." kouyou: oh? naoya: you mean beaky? Akutagawa: "...The bald one?" pushkin: RUDE! naoya: no, the creepy guy with the golems. katya: you mean vachenka? Akutagawa: "Yes, him." katya: yeah, she has a serious crush, but he has a crush on dost. and in his case its more of a borderline obsession. and the medic _also_ loves dost, and both she and vachenka are batshite psychotic, soooo, you can imagine how that goes down. Akutagawa: "..." *draws a chart* "Like this?" katya: hmm... hold on. *making some adjustments* there we go. kouyou:... *blinks* pushkin:... >///<; naoya: wait seriously? katya: yeeep. -elsewhere- Relan: "..." shinra:....*holds his hand* h-hey, we're still alive, right? Relan: *nods* "...But we didn't..." shinra:...we didnt save sho this time. but im certain i made it through to him, even if a little bit......iris told me how you both handled that one hood. *hug* im proud of you both... Relan: TT\\\TT *hug* -elsewhere- Konro: "You heard from Kusakabe?" fang-hua: no, why? Konro: "...He seems to be recovering, but he was hospitalized." fang-hua: !! Konro: "The Eighth's mission to the Nether was...not entirely successful." fang-hua: .... Konro: "They retrieved one missing person...and were not able to retrieve Shinra's brother." fang-hua: i see... kabuki: who did they retrieve? Konro: "A woman the Hoods had indoctrinated. She knew the Eighth's engineer." kabuki: ah. -elsewhere- Crona: *curled up in a blanket* mami: *making hot cocoa* Crona: "..." ^\\\\^ mami: enjoying the movie so far? Crona: "Y-Yes...It feels...comfortable and happy." mami: *she smiles and sits next to them* Crona: "..." *lean* mami: u///u *hug* Crona: .\\\. "..." *hug* =\\\u\\\= -elsewhere- kirako: *humming* *Knock knock* kirako: *she checks to see who it is* *It's Dazai...who is being held up by Kyoka* kirako: *opens the door* hey you two, what's up? Kyoka: "He's tired." Dazai: =n= "Mori..." kirako: oh. Dazai: "I need a drink..." kirako: what did you need? Dazai: "...Water?" kirako: sure thing. *smiles* Dazai: *sits down* Kyoka: "Need help?" kirako: keep an eye on him, would you? Kyoka: *salutes* Dazai: *nodding off on the couch* -elsewhere- Motojiro: *glaring* "You stupid imitations..." *grabs a lime* "AND YOU'RE PUNY!" sayaka: *working part time* sir... sir are you ok? do you need help? Motojiro: *stares intensely* "I want you, when you come to work each day, to speak to each of these tiny green bastards and say one thing to them...'Shaaaaaaame'..." sayaka:....*confused blink* -elsewhere- Todoroki: [handling things okay?] ochako: [ya] Todoroki: [have you seen any action?] ochako: [had to stop some thinks from falling, including a photo of my grandma ^^; ] Todoroki: [good practice for your skills. damage from quakes?] ochako: [not much] Todoroki: [same. surprising they would hit this area] ochako: [yeah, given all the magic barriers to protect from tornados and stuff like that] Todoroki: "..." ("So it either _was_ magic...or came from _inside_...") [yes. odd. stay safe] ochako: [kk. u 2 ^^] Todoroki: *small smile* -elsewhere- Yumi: "It makes no sense: how can earthquakes be generated?" marie: perhaps some kind of earthquake quirk? Yumi: "There are a few in the global database, but I cannot determine where they were at the time..." -elsewhere- Joker: "...Hey, Red?" scarlet: hm? Joker: "Given Victor's report, gonna need more careful surveillance of the Adora's..._all_ the Adora's." scarlet:...*bites her lip* Joker: "Just letting you know now. Someone's going to have to do it..." scarlet:....r-right... Joker: "You want it?" scarlet:....*sigh* i may as well... -elsewhere- Tanizaki: "..." scoops up snow* naomi: *making a snow angel* aya: ^^ Tanizaki: "Aya, how's the snowman coming along?" aya: *thumbs up* Tanizaki: "Great..." *opens the bag, removing a scarf and food coloring* -elsewhere- Gin: *takes off her mask, inhales* higuchi: long day? Gin: "Very. Tachihara screwed up." higuchi: oh boy, what did he do this time? Gin: *taking off her jacket* "He thought it would be sooooooo cute to make a mixtape for the Rat...which he then played on a boombox...that he held over his head...at a mission." higuchi: oh my god. Gin: "It alerted the target..." *rubs her arm, where there's a bruise* higuchi: !!! *getting the 1st aid* Gin: "It's fine...I just got blindsided--AH!" *accidentally bumps her arm* higuchi: easy, easy. *patching her up* Gin: "...Thank you." -elsewhere- Emine: "..." *shudders under covers* setsuna: emine? Emine: "...What?" setsuna: is everything alright? Emine: "...I'm fine." *he's still shaking* setsuna:..... *hug* Emine: "..." *small sob* setsuna: *hums* Emine: "M-M-M..." setsuna: its ok, take your time. Emine: "...Mom..." setsuna:...*small smile* -elsewhere- Sho: *groaning in his sleep* {Sho: *sees an infant* "???"} {baby sho: *crying*} {Sho: "That's...me?"} {-a horned being appears before them-} {Sho: "!!!" *starts to bow* "...Wait..."} {shinra: sho!} {Sho: *turns*} -thud- Sho: *collapsed on the floor* "..." *small whimper* -elsewhere- Asura: "..." *passing through halls* heibito: *clinging to his leg* Asura: "...Are you comfortable?" heibito: ba! ^u^ Asura: "..." *takes a step back, then lifts his leg high* heibito: i gotchu leg! Asura: "Yes, you do..." heibito: *giggling* Asura: "But..." *a scarf rests along Heibito's head* heibito: ?? Asura: *small laugh* "Where's Daddy?" heibito: *grabbing at his nose* Asura: *nasally voice* "Yes. Here's Daddy." -morning- Yohei: "Zzz..." chie: *giving toru a bath* toru: ^o^ chie: ^^ Shotaro: "Need any help, Chie?" chie: can you get the towel for toru? Shotaro: "Sure!" *picks up Toru's koala bath towel* toru: shotawo! Shotaro: "Hee hee...Here you go, Toru!" -elsewhere- Akitaru: "Take it easy, Son." shinra:...*nod* can i have some water? Akitaru: "Sure thing...I'll be right back." *exits to the kitchen* shinra:.... *looks out the window* *Clouds pass...It looks like more snow today* shinra:....*sigh* Hibana: *crying* "My sweet sister! Your hair!" *gripping Iris* iris: grk- >-< Hibana: "When I find that awful man who did that, I'm GOING TO RIP HIS BALLS OFF AND FLUSH THEM DOWN THE TOILET! ...Also, good work, Relan." Relan: .___________. tamaki: ... Hibana: "So--" *lets go of crushed Iris* "--how are the rest of you handling things? You all look rather beaten up. Except Maki--who looks great." -karin explains what all happened- Hibana: "...Karin, I'm sorry." karin: it's....*sigh* it's been rough, on all of us. *glances at nozomi's room* Hibana: "...Has she come out?" karin: *shakes her head* Hibana: "...I remember how long it took others to exit...Have you gotten her breakfast yet?" karin: of course we have. Hibana: "Is she eating?" karin: ....*goes in to check* -nozomi is asleep on her side, the plate clean- Hibana: *whispers* "...At least she's eating." karin: yeah.... Hibana: "Maybe...something can be done to get her out of the house?" -elsewhere- Sakuya: "What was grocery store work like?" soul: it was exhausting at times. i saw a shitty coworker of mine get murdered. but in all fairness, he deserved it. Sakuya: ._.; "...Dude, that's kinda fucked up." soul: yeah. it sure is. Sakuya: "Did they catch the killer?" soul: ... Sakuya: "...Gonna guess no, then. Shit." -elsewhere- Vulcan: "..." ("I don't even know what it was like for her to lose her family...Even after I lost mine...") lisa: zzzz..... Vulcan: "..." *pulls the sheet over her shoulder* lisa: *holding onto his hand* Vulcan: "..." *rubs her hand lightly* lisa: *she seems to calm down* Vulcan: "..." ("Not letting you go...") -elsewhere- Black Star: *rotates his arm* "You set?" tsubaki: *she nods* Black Star: "...Why did your brother hang out there?" tsubaki: ... Black Star: "I mean, I know he was targeting what...my people did. But the people here just seem like such wimps--" -chop- tsubaki: behave yourself. Black Star: T~T "I just got out of the hospital, Tsubaki..." -elsewhere- Chuuya: "??? Oh, hey." *waves* scarlet:... *nod* Chuuya: "Haven't seen you around much." scarlet:...busy with work. Chuuya: "..." *nods* "Can relate." *presses elevator button* -elsewhere- Mori: *sniffs* TT~TT atsushi:....are you sure he's going to be ok? fukuzawa: define 'okay'. atsushi:... ._.; Mori: *stares at Atsushi* "...Fluffy." atsushi: ._.;;;; i think he has a fever... fukuzawa: i'll inform yosano, then. Mori: *pats Atsushi's head* atsushi: o_o;;;;;;;;;;; odasaku:...this is just disturbing on a whole new level. Mori: "Kitty..." TWT "I never had a kitty. That survived." atsushi: .________________________.;;;;;; *SCREAMS INTERNALLY* Mori: "Kitty want a treat?" *holds up a can of fish* -elsewhere- Lucy: *looking at tickets* ^_^ kenji: what're those for? Lucy: "The winter concert..." kenji: ooh! fancy! naomi: werent we also invited to the manhasset's christmas party? Lucy: *nods* "A lot to do for the season...So many pretty winter dresses to try..." ^\\\^ naomi: *squeee!* ^^ Lucy: "Hee hee...Let's see what we can find at the mall!" -elsewhere- Akutagawa: "How are you adjusting?" leo: ...alright, i suppose... Akutagawa: "...It's a nice outfit. Is anyone giving you any trouble?" leo: so far mostly only mr tachihara and mr kajii. Tachihara: *with a black eye, holding a wrapped gift* Motojiro: *wearing an apron...with burnt cupcakes* Akutagawa: "...I took an oath not to kill. But do you want me to maim them?" kouyou: why are you two still here? shoo! shoo! golden demon: *le tosses them into the pond* Tachihara: "GAH! I CAN'T SWIM!" Motojiro: *upside down* .-. Akutagawa: "..." *thumbs up* hirotsu: just stand up! kouyou: *sigh* i do apologize for those mongrels. please, right this way, dear… leo: *following her, passing by an abandoned room, fitting for a young girl* ... Akutagawa: "..." kouyou: here you are. it's fairly simple, but feel free to decorate it how you please. leo:....thank you, miss ozaki. Akutagawa: "We can get you food." -once kouyou exits, leo looks at her old maid dress, which has been folded and placed on the futon.... she picks it up and hugs it a bit- {Ivan: *knock knock*} {leo: !! <yes?> } {Ivan: "Good day. How are you?"} {leo: <w-well. the first night was...alright, i suppose...>} {Ivan: <Hmmm...Not the most comfortable bed?>} {leo: <actually, it's the best sleep i've had in a while. i guess im still adapting to the change of environments...>} {Ivan: <...Change can be good.> *smiles*} {leo: .. .///. .... ?? <what is that?>} {Ivan: <Oh! I thought you would need these...>} {leo: ?? *she examines the bags contents* !!} {Ivan: <You looked like you needed new clothes other than...those.>} {leo:... <i suppose that makes sense...>} {Ivan: *smiles* <They will feel more comfortable--and more fashionable.>} {leo: *she nods* <i'll...get changed then...>} {Ivan: <Very well. I'll finish breakfast.>} {leo:.... *small blush*} leo: ...... Akutagawa: "..." *cough* leo: !!! oh, i didnt know you were still there.... ._.; Akutagawa: "I did leave. I brought back water." leo: oh... r-right. thank you van-...*tenses* m-mr akutagawa.... Akutagawa: "..." *nods* "You're welcome." -elsewhere- Jacqueline: *sneezes* kim: you ok? Jacqueline: *inhales* "Yes..." *looks at a postcard* kim: *glances* Jacqueline: "My aunt..." *sighs* kim:...*pats her shoulder* Jacqueline: "...The first Christmas not having...anything to do with them..." -aunt amelia: hope you like the present i sent you. love you so much - auntie ^^- Jacqueline: "..." *sniffs, wipes her eyes* kim: *hug* Jacqueline: *crying* kim: it's ok...its ok... -elsewhere- Benimaru: "--and with the Eighth having fewer people, I am assigning you to their station until they recover." fang-hua: understood. Benimaru: "Will you need us to do anything while you are out?" fang-hua: keep an eye on tsukiyo. kirei: noted. Benimaru: "??? What is the worst that--" ???: "AAAH!" Tsukiyo: "Just put it on! It'll look cute~!" fang-hua:... >->;; Benimaru: -_-### "...Tranquilizing her seems appropriate..." -elsewhere- Takeru: *heating yams* hito: *nom* Takeru: ^^ "G-Good, right? Helps with the winter..." hito: indeed. an excellent job. *salutes* Takeru: *salutes...small giggle* -elsewhere- Fyodor: "..." guard: you better make it quick. Fyodor: *takes the phone* "Hello." yana: hey dost, how's prison? Fyodor: "Oh, you know..." <the food is not so good, miss the mirrors...> yana: <that sucks. so what's our next step?> Fyodor: <Could you send a hint to our friends in blue? And pay a visit to the party?> yana: *looks at the rat mask* <i think that can be arranged...> -elsewhere- Magaki: "..." *hiding behind a tree* tsubaki: ..... Magaki: "..." *small inhale* tsubaki: *jumps at them* Magaki: *dodges, passing their hand along the tree--heating along its bark* "..." tsubaki: why? why are you doing this? Magaki: "To get what the others have..." *The tree is starting to shake at its base* tsubaki: !! *dodge* *The heat from the tree explodes at its bottom, sending out wood chips* Magaki: *passes the rain puddle, no reflection but one hand along it* tsubaki: *smoke bomb form and rolls out of the way before changing back* Magaki: *now holding the Uncanny Sword* "..." tsubaki: *charges forwards* Magaki: *charges as well, slicing the Sword close to the ground* tsubaki: *jumps up and chain scythe* Magaki: *dodges, runs up the chain* "You are blessed with multiple abilities...Why won't you let me have one?" tsubaki: !!! you already stole my brother! Magaki: *reaches the top, leaps...stares at Tsubaki...smiles* "And he says hello." *pulls back the Uncanny Sword--* tsubaki: *winces* Magaki: *swings the sword--and it stops, just in front of Tsubaki's nose* tsubaki: !! Magaki: "...I just...want to be like the others." tsubaki: what do you mean? Magaki: "..." *lowers the sword* "I have no reflection. I'm...not like the other vampires..." *inhales* "Not like the one I smell on you." tsubaki: !!! Magaki: "It must be nice...to be one of the Sins and not...some outsider like me..." *stares at Tsubaki* tsubaki: so then, you're a blood sucker? Magaki: "...I don't know?" *withdraws the Sword back into their hand* "I just...have small memories before I thirsted for blood. But I don't like the taste." *inhales* "Some smell better than others." tsubaki: .... Magaki: "I want to be...normal." *passes their hand into a spot of sunlight--showing smoke coming off from burning in the light* "That is _not_ normal." tsubaki: ...... Magaki: "...I have nothing in me. I'm blank. But you...You have multiple abilities...Do you have a favorite?" tsubaki: ....*she's shaking* Magaki: "...He misses you." tsubaki:....what do you want? Magaki: "...To be normal. What do normal people...vampires...have?" tsubaki: its.....hard to say. Magaki: "..." *sits down* "...What is he like?" tsubaki: ?? Magaki: "Melancholia." tsubaki: .....there's a part of him that's twisted, and broken. but lonely, longing for family. Magaki: "...Everyone seeks family...or has one and is annoyed by them." tsubaki: ?? Magaki: "..." *summons the Sword* tsubaki: !! Magaki: "..." *sets it down carefully in front of Tsubaki* "..." tsubaki:....*hesitantly reaches* Magaki: "..." *steps back* "Take care of him." tsubaki: ah- Magaki: *removes their umbrella, opening it, turning to walk into the sun* "He missed you." tsubaki: where are you going? Magaki: "...Wherever orphans go." tsubaki: .....we could- *Magaki has vanished* tsubaki:......*takes the sword* was it....even a success? Black Star: *behind a tree* "Well, they left you what you lost, right?" tsubaki:....perhaps.... Black Star: "Is that really the Sword?" tsubaki:....yes. Black Star: "Then...do you think they'll cause more problems?" tsubaki:... im not sure. Black Star: "...Stay a bit, see what happens before we fly back?" tsubaki:....maybe get home tomorrow. Black Star: "..." *pats her hand* -elsewhere- tomura: ..... Stain: "Conviction..." tomura: that really....fucking hurts you know.....kurogiri, deal with him. Kurogiri: *standing motionless at the bar...he has a slice along his side that is bleeding* "...I can't. His Quirk..." -small punches on stain's leg- Stain: "???" *looks* "..." ._.; kurome: *punching his leg with her tiny lil fists* leave papa and uncle tomura alone, you big meanie! >n< Stain: "..." *sighs* "Child." *picks Kurome by the back collar of her shirt--and sets her on a coat hook* "Stay there, please." kurome: >n<# Kurogiri: "It is okay, Kurome. Everything's going to be fine..." tomura: ....'convictions', eh? i wouldnt go that far... *disintegrates stain's knife that was in his shoulder* but if i have motivation, i'd say that all might.....and the piece of shit society that follows him, i want to crush them all to dust....hehehe.... Stain: "..." *shudders, leaps up* tomura: running off already? Stain: "...I just realize something about our goals." tomura: oh? Stain: "...Our goals are absolutely divergent, except in one regard: we both want to destroy the status quo. That ambition is all we have in common." tomura: ugh, whatever. after all, im the kinda guy you hate the most, right? Stain: "Regardless, I see that conviction in you, especially when you were near death. I am curious...if I let that seed of conviction grow, what will it yield?" tomura:....kurogiri, what's this guy even yammering on about? Kurogiri: "He's saying you both want things to be different, only whereas you want to kill heroes to get rid of them, Stain hopes to kill a few of the ones he considers immoral to motivate hereos overall to be better people." tomura:.... Stain: "Hmph. What he said." tomura: ...*grumbles* Stain: "And when I see what you do next, after I've accomplished my goals...I'll deal with you all next." tomura: .....'fuck outta here. Kurogiri: *able to move* "Kurome..." kurome: *has already teleported besides him, clinging to his leg* >^< Kurogiri: *pat pat* "We have concluded negotiations. We will return you." Stain: "Good...I have something to take care of." -elsewhere- Bakugo: O_______O jeanist: yes, much better *has styled bakugou's hair....to look just like his own* Bakugo: "...This...is awful." jeanist: up next, your clothes. Bakugo: "AND JUST WHAT IS WRONG WITH MY CLOTHES?!" -elsewhere- Uwabami: "But it's not all about the fashion. It's also about giving back to the community." *takes out shirts* "So put these on~" itsuka: *looks* ._.; (lots of zoo promotion...) -elsewhere- Gunhead: "And one! And two! Put some umph into it, folks! Let's see you really pack a punch!" ochako: huah! -elsewhere- Iida: "..." manual: nervous about heading home for the winter break? Iida: "How could I not be? ...Sir." manual: it's understandable. ^^ -elsewhere- Yohei: "Hmm...Chie, the thermostat working okay?" chie: yep. Yohei: "Guess I'm just chilly..." *grabs a sweater, puts it on* chie: *snuggle* u///u Yohei: =\\\= *puts her arms around her in a hug* -elsewhere- Dazai: "Can I get you anything?" kirako: orange juice please. Dazai: "You got it." *opens the cupboard, takes out a glass* "Keeping up your Vitamin C?" kirako: yeah. Dazai: *pours the glass* "Cool..." *hands it to her* kirako: *sips* thanks. Dazai: "..." *sits down* kirako:....im not mad at you, if that's what you're thinking... Dazai: "I know...But I am at myself." kirako:....*sighs and pats his back* Dazai: "...Would you...have me in the child's life?" kirako:....of course i would. Dazai: "..." *nods* "I want to. I will...if you'll have me." kirako: *she smiles* Dazai: *small smile* "...This will change plans." kirako: hmm? Dazai: "I'll have to put off suicide attempts for at least 20 years!" TTWTT kirako:... *small chuckle* Dazai: "Hee hee..." kirako: ^^ *small hair ruffle* Dazai: *sniff* "You'll be a great mom." -elsewhere- Black Star: "All packed?" tsubaki: *she nods* Black Star: "Same." *lifts up the luggage...his hand is still bandaged* -elsewhere- Akitaru: *opens the door* shinra: ?? Akitaru: "Doing okay, kiddo?" shinra: yeah... Akitaru: "Well, I wanted you to know we got some help coming in while you recuperate." shinra: ah. Akitaru: "I hope it's some relief--but just know, we want you back at work quickly, and we look forward to having you come back at full fire force." shinra: *chuckle* right. Akitaru: "Hee hee..." *pats his head gently* "Now, work up that appetite. We're almost done with your meal--" *BOOM* shinra: 0_0; Akitaru: O___O "...Why did I let them handle cooking--" Takehisa: *turning on fire extinguisher* tamaki: >^< -elsewhere- Kid: *sets down hot chocolate* "All set." stocking: *cuddles under the blanket* Kid: *smiles, puts an arm around her shoulder* "Ready?" stocking: *turns on the movie* julie: OuO liz: *leans against wes' shoulder* kirika: *nom* Wes: ^\\\^ Gopher: ._. -elsewhere- Shamrock: "Faster! We have to clean all of this mess up--BELKIA, WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!" Belkia: "I WASN'T! YOU KNOW I DON'T!" otogiri: he isnt wrong. Shamrock: X_< "They will be back from their flight, and building a snowman inside a heated house was not a good idea!" Belkia: "Hmph. He looked cold outside..." *holds up his magic wand* -elsewhere- Katai: *cleaning the sink* "...How did I let this get so dirty?" *spots blood on the floor* "...Oh, right. I got shot." ^^;;;; -elsewhere- Kunikida: "Hmm." aya: ^^ Kunikida: "You finished?" aya: yep! *holds up an orange dress* Kunikida: "...Hmm. Good color choice." aya: *grins* -elsewhere- Asura: *pats his mouth with a napkin* "Very good." mikan: mm~ Asura: *smiles* "Anyone still hungry?" -there are a few people dead at their feet- heibito: mm! mm! *raising hands* guy: n-no please- *SHRK-* guy: *screaming out* Asura: *draws out the soul* "My child hungers..." -the guy drops dead- Asura: *holds it to Heibito* heibito: *nom* Asura: *smiles, pets his head* -elsewhere- Spirit: "Any luck talking to your boss?" sachiko: nothing yet. Spirit: "...I remember hearing a lot of the criminal reports..." sachiko: ... Spirit: "Some people got close to finding her location..." sachiko: *she nods* Spirit: "But they disappeared, too..." sachiko: ..... Spirit: "So...I worry about...whether the hospital even wants to find her..." sachiko:....*shaking* Spirit: "..." *hug* sachiko: thanks. Spirit: "Just be safe. If you're going to talk..." sachiko:...yeah... -elsewhere- Hyde: [can u send a ride?] kranz: [on it!] licht: =_=; Hyde: "...Don't look like that. We get to pass the time with a game!" licht: oh joy. Hyde: "I spy with my little eye something...white!" licht: the snow. Hyde: "D'aw, how did you guess?" licht: because it's fucking everywhere Hyde: "..." *SPLAT* licht: ?!?!?! Hyde: *already has seven other snowballs ready* licht:.... *glare* oh it is on. -elsewhere- Joker: *lighting up a cigarette* ivy: *drawing her little snake from it* ^^ Joker: *small laugh* "Good work on that..." ivy: i've had years of practice... Joker: "...I see." *exhales* "Odd the various ways these powers can be used." ivy: mm... Joker: *forms the cigarette flame and smoke into a diamond* scarlet: .... Joker: "Want to try, Red?" *holds up a cigarette* scarlet: *ignites a flame on her fingertips* 3rd gen, remember? Joker: "How can I forget..." *puts cigarette in his mouth, leans it to her fingertip flame* scarlet: ...*rolls eyes and gives him a light* Joker: *puffs* "Thanks~ Now..." *exhales* "We got word Shinra is recovering. But Hoods are now off the radar." scarlet: hmm... Joker: "Victor will of course be listening in on the Eighth. That leaves placing others close to the street and in levels of government to spot some other locations. And of course keeping track of the other Bursts." scarlet: ..... Joker: "Ivy, how you feel about taking a walk to talk to some less-than-desirable informants?" ivy: eh, sure, why not. Joker: "Scarlet, think you can get an in with some governmental types for info?" scarlet: perhaps. Joker: "Try your best~ Meanwhile, I got an idea where I can learn something new..." ivy: oh do you now? Joker: *smiles* "After all, if the Hoods knew to try out some abandoned parts of town, maybe someone else knows about some other abandoned spots..." -elsewhere- Haumea: *stroking Sho's head--as he is unconscious* ^w^ "Little bro is still so tuckered out..." guruna: kururu, indeed~ Haumea: "I bet...we could dress him up funny before the bosses realize." dahlia: *staaaaaaare* Haumea: owo;;;;;;; *backs away from Sho* -elsewhere- Mori: *shifting under bedsheets* fukuzawa: .... Mori: "..." *small grunt, as he peeks over the sheets* "...Sh-Shizuka?" fukuzawa: ?? Mori: "Where is she?" fukuzawa: i dont know who you mean? Mori: "My secretary. Where is she?" fukuzawa: probably back at mafia HQ? Mori: "...Oh...I hope she didn't leave." fukuzawa: i doubt it. Mori: *sighs* "Good..." *rubbing his head* "Ow..." fukuzawa: try to lay down for now.... Mori: *does so* "...Tell Rain I'll be back at work." fukuzawa: ..... Mori: "Zzz..." -elsewhere- Black Star: *asleep on the plane* tsubaki: .... (did i do the right thing, letting them go?) {Magaki: " 'Family'..." *sad smile*} tsubaki: ..... -elsewhere- Magaki: *enters a doctor's office* -it's empty- Magaki: "..." *checks the door leading past reception* -...- Magaki: *enters...and takes keys from behind reception before heading to a supply closet* *opens a freezer...pulls out a blood packet* "..." *nom* -elsewhere- Jeje: "We have a problem." metsu: what did he do this time? Jeje: "No, not Mikuni--C3." metsu: ?! Jeje: "I found this..." *holds up a broken communications device* "It was in the corner..." metsu: why would this be here? Jeje: "Surveillance? Maybe they want information?" metsu: perhaps... -elsewhere- Ivan: *shirtless, rubbing his hands* <C-Cold...> -…- Ivan: <M-Master? Wh-Where...> something plays over the radio- Ivan: "...!!!" *turns up the radio* "..." <Ave M...> -the radio is the only sound filling the underground tunnels- Ivan: "..." *crying tears of joy, smiling* <M-Master! I will! I will!> -...- Ivan: *grabs his items, searching for a book* <J-Just need to map it out...> -morning- tsubaki: we're home. lavender: welcome back! soul: *phew* Black Star: "You tired, buddy?" *waves with his bandaged hand* otogiri: you're injured. soul: oh shit dude, what happened?? tsubaki: ... Black Star: ^^; "J-Just a sunburn..." soul:....in winter? Black Star: "...They had sun abilities or something with light." tsubaki:......im pretty tired, im going to take a nap.....*closes the bedroom door behind her....and lays on the bed, crying to herself...* Black Star: "...Shit." lilac: i-is she gonna be o-ok? Black Star: "...We didn't catch them. She just didn't feel like she could kill them because..." -one explanation later- himawari: oh dear.... naho: poor tsutsu... Black Star: "...Were there more of you guys?" otogiri: in terms of melancholy subclass, yes, but most of them.....*looks at lilac* ..... naho: *takes lilac to a different room* otogiri: they perished in the incident involving greed. Black Star: "...Sorry. And the other Sins? Or is there another Sin other than your guy?" otogiri: -_-; shamrock, please explain it to him. Shamrock: "You have met every vampire out there. If this is a new one, we do not know of them, or they are a bloodsucker." Black Star: "...And what's the difference again?" Shamrock: *facepalm* lavender: welp, time to call the experts... Belkia: "Librarians?" -elsewhere- Hyde: *buried in snow* X_X romina: *digging him out, in her red whale suit* julian: *in his pink whale suit* honestly... Hyde: "How was he able to win..." X____X licht: even a shit rat with as small a brain as you should already know. *poses* i'm a heavenly snow angel, who has a birthday coming up soon. Hyde: *pops up* "AND I'M NOT GETTING YOU ANYTHING, MEANIE!" licht: *glaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaare* Hyde: ._____.;;; *backs away* -elsewhere- Kid: *shivers* stocking: *nuzzles* Kid: =\\\\= *holds onto Stocking* stocking: so cute~ Kid: "How are you?" stocking: good. *kiss* Kid: *small smile* "G-Good..." *looking down* "J-Just..." stocking: what's up? *rubs his back* Kid: "I h-had some troubles sleeping." stocking: aww. Kid: "Just...a lot to think about. A-Am I ever going to be..." stocking: ?? Kid: "...ready to be the kind of person I...should be?" stocking: *hug* its ok. as long as you're you, then it's ok. Kid: *sniff* "I don't feel like 'me' sometimes." stocking: is it the other you? Kid: "A-A little...I keep feeling that tension." stocking:.... *locks door* need me to talk to you? Kid: "..." *nods* stocking: ok. Kid: *closes his eyes...* *It gets dark* stocking: ... *Black lines appear along his face: Mad!Kid has arrived* stocking: hey, kiddo. Mad!Kid: "...Hello." stocking: something bothering you still? *pat pat* Mad!Kid: *recoils slightly* "I-I don't..." stocking: not used to being whole, eh? Mad!Kid: "H-How is this whole? I miss being...separate." stocking: it's ok, just focus... Mad!Kid: "...I focus on..." stocking: *holds his head to her chest, to listen to her heartbeat* Mad!Kid: .\\\\. "...I focus on you..." stocking: .... *just lays there with him, until he calms down* Mad!Kid: *breathes more calmly, his eyes closed...leaves his head on her chest* -later- stocking: better now, kid? Kid: *yawns, nods* "Y-Yes...Thank you for calming him--...for calming me down." stocking: any time. ^^ Kid: "..." *cuddles* -elsewhere- Anya: *reading a book: 'Maria'* miss misery: enjoying our reading selections? Anya: *looks up* "The prose seems a bit lacking, but her history is fascinating." rowena: indeed. *reading the pit and the pendulem* ao: isnt that your brother's name? rowena: yes. our mother named him after the author. interesting, right? ao: doesnt that get confusing? rowena: *looks at the screen* you have no idea. -elsewhere- Kepuri: "My stomach..." akaderu: need a doctor? Kepuri: "I-I don't know..." *gets out of bed* "I think I need the bathroom..." akaderu: uh, sure, you do that... Kepuri: *whimpering as she enters the bathroom and locks the door behind her* -elsewhere- *In an alley is a person dressed in an overcoat, talking to Ivy* "Overcoat": "What? Some weirdos in hoods?" ivy: yeah. let us know if you see anything. "Overcoat": "Well, you know my price, so have it ready--'cause I get results." *smiles--showing a missing tooth* -elsewhere- *A court secretary hands a file to Scarlet* Secretary: "This is the map of the city. I'm surprised your company is looking into subway refurbishment." scarlet: *in glasses with her hair up* it's not a problem. we figured rebuilding the subways will be beneficial for all parties involved. ^^ Secretary: *nods* "Just glad for it. Some of those tunnels are so creepy and..." *squirms, sweating* "I-I heard there are gh-ghosts in them..." Q~Q scarlet: well, im not too scared. -elsewhere- Sho: *grunts, struggling to wake up* dahlia: good morning, lord sho. Sho: "...Where am I?" dahlia: our new location. Sho: "...Why are you keeping me here?" dahlia: ... -elsewhere- Medusa: "..." {Younger Medusa: "And what would you have us do now? They're dead."} {shaula: figure it out yourself, idiot!} {Medusa: "!!! Watch your tone, Shaula..."} {shaula: just stating the obvious~} {Medusa: *already summons a Vector Arrow*} {arachne: settle down you two, or mother will be displeased...} {shaula:...} {Medusa: "..." *crosses her arms*} Medusa: *holds her head* "So annoying..." -elsewhere- Izuku: *looking at his phone* "..." ("Iida usually replies quickly...I haven't heard from him.") *texting* [any word from Iida?] ochako: [not yet, probably busy] Izuku: [i hope so--he's usually faster at replying. how's everyone?] tsuyu: [getting ready to head home for the holidays] sato: [you were @ disney, right? b careful with the mouse ears, after the RHOD incident...] tsuyu: [noted. tnx 4 the concern ^^] Izuku: [not the worst advice ^^; ] Bakugo: [WHY ARE YOU INCLUDING ME IN THIS CHAT] hagakure: [it's a group chat, silly ^^] Bakugo: "..." *[BAKUGO has left group chat]* -elsewhere- Jacqueline: *fills up a glass with water* kim: hey jackie? Jacqueline: "Hmmm?" kim: *smooch* Jacqueline: O\\\\\\\O kim: what? Jacqueline: .\\\\. "I-I just...Wh-When did...Why?" kim: what? you're cute. Jacqueline: "..." *tearing up* kim: ?? Jacqueline: "A-Am I dreaming? This doesn't seem real that you..." kim: jackie....back in france....did you mean what you said about us...y-y'know... Jacqueline: "..." *nods* "Yes. I...have known for a long time that I...love you." kim: *smiles and kisses her cheek* you precious dork, just shush and be my girlfriend. Jacqueline: Q\\\\Q "...Will you be my girlfriend?" kim: of course! -elsewhere- ox: .... Harvar: "..." *pat pat* ox: excuse me for a moment... *goes into his room and screams* *exits* ok...im good. this is fine! QuQ Harvar: O_____O "...Dude." -elsewhere- Victor: *standing at Nozomi's closed door* "..." karin: still staring? Victor: *small yelp* *turns around* karin: ...she's a good kid, with her heart in the right place. but you...i cant be too sure of. just know i got my eye on you... Victor: ^^;;; "Your concern makes sense, ma'am." karin: *glaaaare* you better not go trying anything with her. _especially_ with her in this state. Victor: "!!! I'M NOT--" *covers his mouth, whispers* "I'm not trying to do anything! I don't know what to do when she's feeling this awful! I don't know how _I_ would feel in her place..." karin: .....nozomi? you doing better? nozomi: ........ Victor: "!!! We-We're here for you..." nozomi: ....... -elsewhere- Black Star: *lying beside Tsubaki* "..." *hugs her* tsubaki: *sniff* t-thanks... Black Star: *rubs her back* "You did what you thought was right..." tsubaki: i-i guess..... Black Star: "Hey...This is you you're talking about--you do no wrong." tsubaki: .... Black Star: "...Please don't blame yourself. I'm fine, you're fine..." -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *looking out the window* louisa: ?? Mr. Tsubaki: *spots two lights in the bushes* "???" -a shadowy creature, resembling a wolf, can be seen- Mr. Tsubaki: "!!!" *darts from the window to the hall* louisa: e-eh? toby? what's wrong? wolf: *flees, turning into a dark mist that slides up to a roof of another building* ???: <what did your beast see, lydia?> lydia: .....<i will send the report to you now....> *she pets the wolf's head* Mr. Tsubaki: *in the courtyard, looking through the bushes* "???" Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *sniffs--then recoils* "!!!" louisa: toby? Mr. Tsubaki: *sneezes, pulling out of the bushes...he approaches Louisa, hopping to go back inside* louisa: *picks him up* what's wrong? Mr. Tsubaki: *squirming out of her arms, as if trying to get her to go inside* louisa: are you cold? *heads back in* Mr. Tsubaki: *seems relieved when the door is locked behind them* -elsewhere- Shamrock: "...What if there _are_ more of us?" lavender: like more stray subclasses? Shamrock: "Maybe? Or something else entirely...What if Mr. Tsubaki's creator made more?" lavender: what? otogiri: you mean the other servamps? Shamrock: "What if this is another Sin? What if..." *shakes his head* "I don't know." himawari: .......vainglory... Shamrock: "???" himawari:...*shakes head* just a thought. Shamrock: "..." *sighs* "Maybe." -elsewhere- Yumi: "..." shiori: mama? Yumi: "!!! Shiori...?" shiori: *reaching up* Yumi: *picks up Shiori, smiles* shiori: ^u^ Yumi: *hugs Shiori* "Can you say 'Mama' again?" shiori: ^o^ mama! Yumi: "Shiori!" *nuzzle* -elsewhere- Chuuya: "..." *sets down an empty glass* -it's silent- Chuuya: *slides the glass away...leans back in the chair* mito: O^O~? Chuuya: "...Mito, hop up here." mito: *climbing up his leg and lays on his lap* Chuuya: "..." *pets Mito* mito: *purrs* Chuuya: "...I miss her more..." mito: *nuzzles into his hand* Chuuya: *pets more* "..." *sighs* "I'm pathetic, aren't I?" mito: mreow? Chuuya: "Alone, depressed...I couldn't even tell her what I felt." mito: *laying on his lap, purring* Chuuya: *strokes her* "...I need more in life..." mito: ?? Chuuya: "Just...If I can just make Sonia's life good, maybe that'll be some penance..." mito: =w= Chuuya: *strokes* "And some cat toys...I just feel...empty." -elsewhere- Relan: "Oh! Miss Fang?" fang-hua: hey, im just going to be here until shinra recovers in full. until then, please take good care of me. Relan: *nods* "The Commander asked I set up your guest room. It's all set. Right this way--" komori: ... Relan: "...Um, Miss Fang, this is our new medic, Komori. She's been busy given how...injured we all got." ^^;;;; komori: [nice to meet you] fang-hua:... ^^; nice to meet you too. Relan: *opens the door to Fang-Hua's guest room* "And here is--!!!" fang-hua: ._.; um... *There are posters of Hibana everywhere* Relan: "HOW DID SHE MANAGE TO DO THIS IN THE 10 MINUTES I WALKED AWAY?!" fang-hua: ._.;;; -elsewhere- Hibana: "--and that is why I keep multiple posters of myself with me at all times." mikami: o.o ryuuko: ... gabriella: so cool <3 Hibana: *beaming* "Yes, I am truly selfless in sharing my divine image with the masses~" Rino: "Tch. It's 'selfless' to do that?" Hibana: "..." *shiny eyes* "Maybe I should be more 'selfless' and give you a Princess Hibana-approved makeover..." Rino: ._________.;;; "..." *tries to run* -elsewhere- Karim: "...The Commander has not let his office. He just keeps asking for more files." pearl: is he alright? foien: i hope so, my hand is 40% papercuts now... Karim: "Can't tell...When he's like this, it's usually some investigation." *whispers* "And after the 8th..." pearl:... Karim: "...I think he's up to something." -elsewhere- Akane: *reading crime reports* clay: anything new? Akane: "We've had more food and clothes getting stolen from people's houses." -elsewhere Ivan: *wearing a new coat* =w= *looks at street signs* ???: *spots him* !!!! <goncharov?> Ivan: *turns* "?" lydia: <and here i thought you had died....> Ivan: "!!!" <Had not expect to see you.> lydia:... <im on surveillance upon the boss's orders...shall i give you a lift to our new location?> Ivan: "..." <Oh no. You don't mean I have to ride--> -a shadowy stag appears from her shadow, with multiple red eyes- lydia: <relax, my beasts wont harm you....not unless i say for them to...> Ivan: Q~Q <...My head doesn't need to be gnawed on...> *climbs on* -elsewhere- Akutagawa: "..." *holding up a clawed punching bag* naoya: rough day? Akutagawa: "This 'no-killing' plan sucks." -elsewhere- Mori: *hiding under the bed* yosano: mori, get out from under there. Anya: O_O; tsugumi: eh? kyouka, what's going on in there? Kyouka: ._.; "It is nothing. Proceed with walking." *pushing Tsugumi* Mori: "ELIIIIIIIIIISE!" tsugumi: o-o; mio: ?? Mori: *leaps out the door* "You've come back~!" *arms wide opened* Anya: "..." *YNGLING PUNCH* Mori: *slow-motion face caved-in--then thunder-struck through the wall of Tanizaki's apartment* tsugumi: *wince* oooh. that had to hurt. naomi: D8 Tanizaki: *in the bathroom* o_o;;;; *he was in the tub* ao: oh my, you're making quite the array of interesting friends these days, ohoho~ Tanizaki: "..." *hides his rubber ducky* Anya: "DON'T EVEN WITH ME, AO!" Mori: *bleeding on the floor* "She's alive..." =w= naomi: *storms out of the apartment and stomps on mori* GET YOUR HEAD OUT OF OUR APARTMENT YOU PERVERT! DX< atsushi: TT_TT i just wanted all of us to have a nice study group, and we cant even have _that_ can we? Kyoka: "To Deathbucks. We dine on sweet treats and study away from this madhouse." Mori: "OW! OW! OW! Oooooooo--OW!" mio: seconded. Tanizaki: *covering himself* "So embarrassing..." *trying to summon Snow* Meme: "Thirded." tsugumi: gagantous. Kyoka: "Run quickly. Do not look back at Tanizaki's nakedness." Anya: .\\\\. tsugumi:....she sounds familiar... -elsewhere- yana: ... lydia: <we have returned> yana: hmm? oh hey gonch, thought you died. Ivan: "Same." yana: i take it you heard orders via the radio? Ivan: "Yes. Where is Master?" yana: oh he's in jail. Ivan: "!!!" <Break him out!> yana: gonch, chill for a sec. *whispering something to him* Ivan: "..." *Grinch smile* <Yes.> yana: as for other updates, pushkin, katya, and lev were caught by the mafia. pushkin and katya actually joined them. lev, im not sure what her deal is, but she's being held in kouyou's estate. Ivan: "..." <Why would they do that?> yana: *shrugs* not sure yet... zoey: *humming in another room* Ivan: "..." <What. The. Fuck.> yana: hm? <what?> Ivan: <Why is that whore here?> zoey: my sweet baby, papa will be here soon~ yana: um, this little thing called 'she's our medic'? Ivan: <KIDNAP ANOTHER ONE!> yana: ._.; lydia: <s-should i tell him?> yana: <dont, you'll just make him more upset-> Ivan: <If half of that zygote was not Master's, I'd rip it out and stamp on it with my shoes!> yana:..... .___________________o;;;;; ooooooh shit. Ivan: <Think I didn't know?!> yana: oh shit who told you? Ivan: <I got a note! I'm going to slap Pushkin's face right off!> yana: ... =_= goddamit pushkin. Ivan: <I'm going to wring her neck!> lydia: <goncharov, please calm down> Ivan: *marching forward* lydia: *holding him back* Ivan: *continues marching, but comically slowed down by Lydia* lydia: *pulling him back* >,< Ivan: *pulled back* <GAH!> -elsewhere- Burns: "Dia." dia: yes? Burns: "I will be out on official business." dia: understood. Burns: "Stay here to supervise missions and emergencies." dia: right. Burns: "...Is that going to be a problem given your previous 'personal' trips?" dia: *wince* no sir... Burns: "Good." *salutes* -elsewhere- Master: "Here's your drinks." Kyoka: *shiny eyes* tsugumi: thanks! ^^ mio: *siiip* =w= Anya: *takes up her saucer and cup, sipping tea* atsushi: sorry about our 'guest'. ^^; Anya: "Hmph. You should be. What a disgusting old man." -_-# atsushi:.... QuQ (you have no idea......the shame of that DVD still haunts me....) Kyoka: "Which subject to work on first?" -elsewhere- Black Star: "...She's been really quiet." himawari: im sure she'll feel better soon. naho: yeeeah, its almost christmas time too! >u< Black Star: "...Oh, crud." ._.; "I still need to go shopping..." naho: we can go to chibuya crossing! there's lots of cute stores there! Black Star: "Works for me--as long as I can find something good quick!" -elsewhere- Izuku: *sets down a wrapped box* "I-I-I wanted to thank you for your mentorship so far, sir!" *bows* gran torino: hm? oh, thanks kid. see ya in january, you know where i'll be. Izuku: "Right here! Thank you again!" *bows again* -elsewhere- Gunhead: "Heading out, kiddo?" ochako: *she nods* it was a pleasure working with you, sir! see you next year! or month! Gunhead: "Or both!" ^^ -elsewhere- Jacqueline: =w= *humming* blair: you seem happy ^^ Jacqueline: "...Blair...Um...I have something to say." blair: oh? Jacqueline: "...KIMANDIAREDATING!" blair: congrats! Jacqueline: ^\\\^ "Thanks..." *sighs, sits back* "I feel this sense of relief after so much...just..." *wipes her eyes* blair: *pat pat* Jacqueline: "Th-Thanks...I feel like I've been hiding so much, and I get to be more transparent." -elsewhere- Akitaru: "I'd give him some space: he seems to be dealing with a bit." 'nurse arg': *looks over at burns* Burns: "..." *hands a file to Akitaru* "Read this before you let the boy see it." Akitaru: "??? Okay, sure?" -elsewhere- Black Star: *holds up earrings* "Think she'd like these?" lavender: i think so. Black Star: "Cool! ...But I think there is something else needed...Maybe something that goes with her eyes..." -elsewhere- Relan: "Maybe he'd..." *sighs* "I don't know. I wanted us to get him something good, but with everything happening, I don't think a Christmas gift is going to be enough." iris: maybe a party? Relan: "Oh!--That's a good idea! And we could make him a cake." -elsewhere- Todoroki: *knocks* fuyumi: welcome back, bro! Todoroki: "...I'm happy to be back." *smiles, sets down his backpack* fuyumi: how was it? Todoroki: "...I learned a bit about my ability." fuyumi: ah... Todoroki: "...I don't want to talk about the rest right now.” -elsewhere- Touma: *smirking* "And how are our 'guests' [prisoners] today?" yumikage: noisy. =_= gil: WE KNOW OUR MIRANDA RIGHTS! i dont know who miranda wright _is_ mind you, BUT SHE WOULDNT WANT US IN HERE! -elsewhere Benimaru: *looking in the mailbox* "...Hmph!" -elsewhere Stein: *wearing reindeer antlers* "...This is why I wanted to get out of town." aya drevis: they're very becoming on you. ^^ Stein: "Hmph. I draw the line at the light-up red nose--" *A wind-up rat toy spins by with a red nose* Stein: "..." -elsewhere- Motojiro: *hanging a lemon at the doorway* leo: um...sir? ._.; Motojiro: "Ah~ You're under the lemon! You know what that means..." leo: ._.; i fail to understand? (why a lemon of all things?! ._.;; ) Motojiro: "It means 'pucker up'..." *mouth spra* -CHOP- kouyou: *fist steaming* no. Motojiro: X______X Akutagawa: "Hmph. How pathetic." leo: ._.; i-i do apologize, sir. Motojiro: "It's okay--I forgive you--All three of you..." *passes out* XuX Akutagawa: "..." ("Not even good enough for fertilizer...") ayako: *punching him* DONT YOU DARE DIE ON ME NOW YOU SON OF A BITCH! XD Motojiro: "GAH! Stop--OW!--punch--OWIE!--ing me--UMPH!--" *high-pitched squeal* "THEEEEEEERE!" X~X naoya:.......ah, he'll be fine.....in a few days. Akutagawa: "But his chances at procreation have diminished." Motojiro: "The lemons are my babies..." leo: *thoroughly confused* -elsewhere- Kid: "..." *hugging his zebra doll next to the Christmas tree* stocking: so cute~ Kid: =w= "I just...felt nostalgic." stocking: hehe *kiss* Kid: =\\\= "Mmm..." stocking: i love you so much~ Kid: "I love you, too, Stocking--forever." -elsewhere- Mifune: "Need any help wrapping?" yuma: hmm. we need more wrapping paper, for sure! Mifune: "There is more in the closet." *slides the door, reaches from the top shelf* "Here you go." yuma: thanks. ^^ -elsewhere- Poe: *takes off the Santa beard* "Those children are so rambunctious!" lana: you seemed to handle them fairly well. ^^ Poe: ^^; "Just like dealing with any child--just have to talk to them like this is all real." lana: *she smiles and holds his hand* Poe: .\\\u\\\. "Th-Thanks..." -elsewhere- Vulcan: *sets up Christmas lights* "How's this...?" yu: *thumbs up* Vulcan: "Awesome." *tosses some garland* "Get that up. Make it perfect." -elsewhere- Kishiri: *knocks on the 6th's Brigade's door* nurse arg: yes? Kishiri: "Hello, ma'am. Is Vivian in?" nurse arg: well- ??? EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE <3<3 nurse arg: *glasses crack* oh not again! -LE TACKLE- vivian: ^///w///^ Kishiri: .\\\\w\\\\. "...So good." *cheek smooch* nurse arg: ._.; huang: *a-HEM* vivian: OwO; Kishiri: .\\\\\\. *looks up* "...Hey, Commander." *salutes while still tackled* huang: going somewhere, kishiri? -angry fire snakes- Kishiri: O_____O; "I WAS JUST VISITING MY GIRLFRIEND!" -elsewhere- Hibana: "...I feel an intense sense of joy." gabriella: hibana? o.o ?? Hibana: =w= "Just like karmic justice dispensed~" -elsewhere- Spirit: *sets down the shovel, knocks the snow off his shoes before re-entering* "Okay...Walkway is now shoveled." izumi: *phew* sachiko: thanks you two. *hug* Spirit: ^\\\^ "Izumi handled a lot of the work..." izumi: d'aw.. sachiko: well, i just got done with cookies. izumi: awesome! Spirit: "Those should be tasty. Maybe with some hot chocolate?" -elsewhere- Kuro: *curled up in the corner* mahiru: i got the kotatsu ready. Kuro: "!!!" *dashes, dives under it* mahiru: !! *chuckle* cozy? Kuro: =n= "So warm...Needed this..." *curls up in a ball* "My cuteness needed it." mahiru: ^^.... ......... Kuro: *sits in Mahiru's lap* mahiru: o///o;.... thanks. *pet pet* Kuro: =_= "Zzz..." -elsewhere- Dazai: "Resting well?" kirako: yeah. mii: =w= *laying on her stomach* Dazai: "Need a refill?" ^^; ("Don't look at me like that, sir...") kirako: yes please. Dazai: "Coming up!" *takes the glass--and fast-walks the heck out of there* OWO;;;; -elsewhere- Katai: "I-I'm not usually one for house decorations." ^^; "Usually, I just sleep in during Christmas...Not much to do anyway..." -knocks- aya: hmm? Kunikida: "Hang on--I better check." *looks through the peephole* blair: *waves....in a sexy santa outfit* Kunikida: "...Katai, it's for you." *opens the door* Katai: .\\\\\\. *covers Aya's eyes* blair: heeey, katai~ aya: ???? Katai: "H-H-H-Hello!" o\\\\\w\\\\\o "Wh-What brings you by?" blair: thought i'd come spread the christmas cheer your way <3 Katai: "The more the merrier! We-We were putting up decorations. C-Can I get you something to eat or drink?" *stands up--lifting up Aya as he is still covering her eyes* -elsewhere- Akitaru: *hands the file to Takehisa* "Not yet. Not until he's feeling better--you understand?" maki: ... Akitaru: "If Burns shows up, get me--I'll talk to him." maki: understood... Akitaru: "...Has he woken?" maki: he's taking a nap. Akitaru: *nods* "Let him sleep. Keep some leftovers for him in the fridge." -elsewhere- Gopher: *flying...looking down at Christmas light displays* -elsewhere- Ivan: *glare* zoey: *hisses* Q: *protectively hugging his mommy* Ivan: "Surprised you aren't dead." zoey: i could say the same for you... Ivan: "Because Master protects me and guides me wherever I go." zoey: is that right?.....but i know, that he loves me.....i have his baby inside me...<3 Ivan: <You smell of whores and death.> zoey: you're just jealous...<3 Ivan: "And Master won't touch a fat cow like you." zoey:....you're lucky im pregnant....otherwise....i'd be cutting into your lobo- ???: ugh, will you two give it a rest already? _some_ of us want to sleep! Ivan: "???" mushitaro: i know you two cant stand each other, but can you keep down the squabbling? its disrupting my good night of sleep and i have a busy week ahead of me! >3< Ivan: "Tell the beached whale to silence herself." mushitaro: woooow, are you really going to be so petty about this? Ivan: "ANYTHING FOR MASTER!" mushitaro: do you need a drink? Ivan: "..." *smirks* "Yes. I love the taste of alcohol, because I am allowed to drink it." mushitaro: good, i have a few zinfandel spritzers! ^^ Ivan: <Let's do this!> -elsewhere- katya: *chuckles* pushkin: ?? <what's up?> katya: <just feeling tonight's gonna be great...> -back underground- Ivan: *swinging his shirt over his head, screaming Russian death metal* yana:....oguri, why the fuck...? Ivan: *grabs her face* <YOU WEAR THE FACE OF MASTER, ONLY TINY AND FEMININE!> mushitaro: ._.; i have made a terrible mistake. yana: ....*blink* <gonch, go the fuck to sleep, for the love of fuck> Ivan: <I WILL NEVER SLEEP AGAIN EXCEPT WITH MY MASTER'S SWEET FIRM BEHIND! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH--> *collapses into tears* yana:... *siiiiigh* come on, lets get you to bed. *drags him too his room* Ivan: *whimpering, shaking* yana: *tucking him in* <easy now, the boss knows what he's doing, have faith, ok?> Ivan: <M-Master...> yana:... *sighs and pats his shoulder* .... Ivan: *cries to sleep...* yana:.... *notices something* here.... *hands him a makeshift fyodor plushie* it's that doll lev made for ya. Ivan: *cuddles* =w= -elsewhere- leo: ......*staring up at the ceiling* ..... Akutagawa: *knock* leo: ?? oh...hello again. Akutagawa: "Hello. ... I couldn't sleep." leo: so you came here? Akutagawa: "...It's calm here. And the pastries are better." leo: i suppose so.....the aesthetic is different from what im used to...rather ornate. Akutagawa: "...I thought the same when I first joined." leo:....you lived in the slums before, right? Akutagawa: "...Yes." leo: ah.....i had been in the slums before as well before joining the rats back home. Akutagawa: "Oh? Around here?" leo: oh, not the slums in the city, the slums in moscow. Akutagawa: "..." *nods* "I can sympathize, even if I cannot imagine..." leo: it....wasnt always like that....actually, i had been born into a rather wealthy family.... Akutagawa: "..." *nods* leo: .....they were all slaughtered.....because of my ability, i was the only one who survived.....i lost everything in one night... Akutagawa: "...I'm sorry." leo: ..... Akutagawa: "...I can only imagine what you felt when...Just the desire to kill." leo: no......just a desire to die....i wanted to be with my family again.....my time on the streets only made it worse... i had to use my body to get by.....*shaking* an inability to die....allows for horrible, horrible abuse... Akutagawa: "..." *sets a hand in front of her* leo: ?? Akutagawa: "...I'm sorry you lost your family. And for the abuse you have suffered." leo: ... t-thank you, sir. Akutagawa: "You're welcome. 'Akutagawa' will do." leo: *she nods* Akutagawa: "...Will you be okay tonight?" leo: i-i think so....talking helped, i think... Akutagawa: *nods* "Well, if you need to talk, I'm pretty much training and...not killing. At all. ... I need cookies." leo: good night, then. Akutagawa: "Good night." *stands, exits* -morning- Kid: *yawn* stocking: zzz Kid: "..." *hug* stocking: u///w///u Kid: *whispers* "One more day..." *smooch* stocking: hehe~ -elsewhere- Kunikida: *snoring* aya: morning! its christmas! Kunikida: "Wha--I thought that was tomorrow..." *falls back to bed* aya: well technically it's christmas eve, but still! Kunikida: "Hmph. You know the rules: you open your gifts on Christmas." aya: i know. =3= -elsewhere- fukuzawa: *opens the door* are you any better yet? Mori: *he's torn up his bedsheet and re-fashioned it as a doll* "We're fine!" fukuzawa: ... *closes the door* Mori: "Hee hee...Aren't we, Elise? ...Elise? ..." QWQ; "Why won't you talk to me..." {Rintarou: "It's a pretty doll, isn't it?"} {elise: it sure is! ^^} {Rintarou: "I'm glad you like it! Merry Christmas..."} {elise: aww, *hug* >u<} {Rintarou: ^\\\^ *pat pat on her back*} Mori: *hugging his doll* Q___Q -elsewhere- Chuuya: "I hope poinsettias are okay..." *sets down the small vase* -silence- Chuuya: "Sonia's enjoying her first Christmas. I mean, I hope she is...I tried to get gifts she'd like..." -...- Chuuya: "Things you would want to give her...Rain..." -...- Chuuya: "I wish you were here...That is what Sonia really wants for Christmas." -...- Chuuya: "..._I_ want that." -...- Chuuya: "...I wish I had asked what _you_ more what you liked about Christmas. I wish I had made those days better for you..." -...- Chuuya: "...Merry Christmas, Rain. I miss you." -elsewhere- Yumi: "You'll need to look your best at the tree ceremony..." *holds up a tie* lord death: ^^ Yumi: *puts it on him* "And maybe this time give longer remarks. 'Have a happy' tends to be too curt." lord death: ^^; -elsewhere- Akutagawa: "What are your plans for tomorrow?" higuchi: i might stay home with my sister and watch movies in our pjs. Akutagawa: *nods* "Gin and I will open gifts and get Chinese." higuchi: sounds like fun. ^^ Akutagawa: "Should be less crowded, at any rate..." *jabs his chopsticks into his food--jab jab jab* -elsewhere- Uwabami: "Here are the presents~ Pass them out." shishido: *poke poke* dafuq r these? Uwabami: "You have to wait 'til Christmas to open them and see~" aoi: ^^; -elsewhere- Rin: *pours batter into the pan* "And the best part is, we got some extra batter left for Candy Cane Birthday Christmas Cupcakes!!!" momo sakura: yay! ^o^ Yukio: "Maybe we should stop calling them 'Birthday' when we keep confusing those traditions with Christmas ones..." Rin: -3- "You're no fun..." -elsewhere- ochako: so did you come to see the ice sculpture displays too? Todoroki: *nods* "It helps with ideas." ochako: ah. ^^ Todoroki: "...Mother liked them." ochako: hmm.. Todoroki: "...How about you? Are you ready for tomorrow?" ochako: *she nods* snuggies, presents and hot cocoa, heck yeah! Todoroki: "Heh...Fan of snuggies?" ochako: nice and toasty. *holding his left arm* ^^ Todoroki: ^\\\^ "Happy to help..." -elsewhere- Patty: *puts Julie on her shoulders* "Can you see the tree lighting now?" julie: *she nods* Patty: "Hee hee...Takeru, take a picture!" takeru: *snaps a pic* Patty: "Awesome!" *smooch* takeru: ./////. heather: they're lighting it up! -the display looks amazing- Lily: "Wonderful, isn't it~?" misono: yeah... shinoa: ^^ Lily: "...How about I get us some drinks~?" shinoa: that sounds lovely! Lily: "Be right back..." *pats Misono's shoulder* misono:....... (it's been a year since.....) shinoa: ... Lily: *approaches the concessions--his hand shaking slightly* ^^; "I'll have some hot chocolates, please. 3?" Hyde: *hands them over* "Here." -_-# "I never get a day off, I got punched in the face--" Lily: ._.; "...My, my..." misono: um....hello? shinoa: hello~ Hyde: "HELP ME. They hold me against my will so I can earn money." Q_Q misono: i believe that's called a' job'. -on the tv screen, the concert has started- Hyde: "!!!" *pushes Misono* "OUT OF MY WAY! THE SHOW IS STARTING!" misono: >3< Hyde: *stares* Lily: *catches Misono* kyouko: D8< for fucks sake, cranz... =_=; misono: thank you, lily. Lily: "Of course~" Hyde: "SHH! I can't hear..." licht: *playing the piano* Hyde: *shiny eyes* hyakuya: ... soul: woah... Patty: "Oooo..." riley: dang... Wes: *playing to match Licht* ("...Very impressive...") -elsewhere- Yohei: *sets Toru down* toru: *babble* chie: *changing him* aaand there we go! *lifts him up* toru: ^o^ Yohei: "And someone will be going to bed soon, before Santa arrives." toru: baba! Yohei: "Hee hee..." *hug* -elsewhere- Lucy: *looks up at the lit-up Ferris wheel* *smiles* atsushi: did you want to ride? Lucy: "Yes!" *takes his hand* atsushi: *smiles and walks with her* Lucy: "Can see so much of the city, lit up for the season!" atsushi: yeah. Lucy: *goes to the booth* "Two tickets, please--" *looks at the window--which is empty* "??? I don't see anyone..." ???: "I'm down here." atsushi: ??? ._. um... Lucy: *looks down into the booth* "???" Mineta: "That'll be $3 for your friend, but you get in free." *winks* Lucy: "..." *picks up the booth* atsushi: ._.; Mineta: o_____O *SMASH* Lucy: *drops $6* "Keep the extra." *takes Atsushi's hand* -elsewhere- Relan: "Shinra? Need a refill?" shinra: *he nods* thanks, rel... Relan: *pours from the pitcher* "...Maybe go for a walk tomorrow?" shinra: s-sure. Relan: *smiles* "W-We can look at some Christmas displays..." shinra: i'd like that Relan: "Great..." *pats his hand* shinra: *small smile* Relan: "..." *just sits silently* shinra:.... ?? you ok? Relan: "Just...glad you're here." shinra:....*hugs* me too.... Relan: "..." *pat pat* -elsewhere- leo: *walking around the estate* Kouyou: "Enjoying the view?" leo: *she nods* the snow is nice.....nostalgic.... Kouyou: "Did you play in the snow this season?" leo: ....well....sort of.... *remembering the swingset..and ivan*.... *small blush* Kouyou: "You should do so again. Who knows how long it will last." leo: ..... Kouyou: "...Oh, don't be shy. Even adults play in the snow." leo: ...im not properly dressed. ^^; Kouyou: "..." *sighs* "It's far too early, but I might as well..." *takes a present off the table, hands it to Leo* leo: ?? o-oh i shouldnt right away- Kouyou: "Just open it. It'll be okay." leo:....*she opens it* *Inside is a fancy warm winter dress with a matching winter hat and gloves* leo: ....t-thank you, miss kouyou. Kouyou: ^^ "You're welcome. Now, go get dressed and play." -elsewhere- Vulcan: "..." *holds Lisa's hand* lisa: *holding him* keep me warm tonight.... Vulcan: *nods* "Of course...." *hug* lisa:...*kiss* Vulcan: *smooch* lisa: *pulling him down onto her* .... .///. Vulcan: o\\\\o "...Are you...comfortable?" lisa: *she nods* i missed you, you know...... Vulcan: "...I wanted so badly to bring you home sooner..." lisa: well, i-im here, now, right? *she's smiling, but there are tears in her eyes* Vulcan: "..." *gently wipes tears from her eyes* lisa: *holding him* -elsewhere- Mephisto: "Hmm..." *picks out a candy cane* felisia: *hug from behind* mephyyyyy, im low on cuddles =3= Mephisto: "Hee hee..." *bites on the candy cane* "My apologies." *hug* felisia: ^^ <3 -elsewhere- Shotaro: *knocks on the door to an orphanage--with one of his six arms...he has a bit of spider cartilege between his lips and three arms carrying gifts* "Hope the kids like these..." sister: oh why thank you, young man! Shotaro: "You're welcome!" *hands the first bag* "I hope the kids like them!" -elsewhere- Ivan: =____= *takes medicine* yana: rough night, eh? Ivan: <Alcohol was a mistake...> yana: *pat pat* you're gonna be fine, gonch. Ivan: "..." <Is he ever returning?> yana: im sure of it. he knows what he's doing. Ivan: "...Why did he impregnate her?" yana: ... <cant say, for sure, but im sure he has his reasons.> (i should ask him next time...) Ivan: <I'd be a better parent than that cow...> yana: <maybe> Ivan: *sniff* <I'm going to shower..." -elsewhere- Wes: "Excellent performance, Licht." licht: indeed. *pose* for i am a heavenly angel, sent from above. Wes: "..." *laughs* "Glad you got into the Christmas spirit, angel-guy." *pours some champagne, passes it to Liz* liz: ^^ Wes: *passes a glass to Licht, holds up his glass for a toast* "Here's to our successful performance." -elsewhere- Takehisa: "Fang-Hua, a word." fang-hua: yes? Takehisa: "If you see Commander Burns arrive, notify Akitaru. Do not let Shinra know." fang-hua: understood. is there a reason? Takehisa: "...We anticipate Burns wishes to debrief Shinra about his encounter. This information is not for the First: the Eighth has already debriefed Shinra, and Akitaru does not think it is worth bringing up those memories to Shinra." fang-hua: ah... Takehisa: "Also, be prepared for Christmas light accidents. We tend to get increased fire reports around-" *A crash is heard outside* fang-hua: ?!?! tamaki: *SCREAM* WHAT THE FUCK?! fang-hua: *heads outside* ._. oh no. Tsukiyo: "Whoops! I mis-estimated that last jump! How you been, kitten?" fang-hua: tsukiyo... ^^; Tsukiyo: "At least I had a soft landing~" tamaki: HOW IS GETTING TIED UP IN OUR CHRISTMAS LIGHTS A 'SOFT LANDING'?! Tsukiyo: " 'Cause your bosom is so soft~" *rests her head there* -CHOP- Tsukiyo: XWX tamaki: i dont need to deal with this. *slams the door behind her* fang-hua: ._.; .... ^-^; missed me, i take it? Takehisa: "...We'll untie her, and leave her with the rest of the trash--" fang-hua: mr hinawa... *sweatdrop* Tsukiyo: *rabbit yell at Takehisa* Takehisa: .____.; *runs away* Tsukiyo: *smiles at Fang-Hua* "I didn't want to spend Christmas away from you! BFFs! Oh, and I brought your present--" *pulls it out of her pocket* "At least it didn't get crushed..." fang-hua: 0-0; ^^;;; -elsewhere- Mikuni: *walking through town* ^^ *his doll is dressed in her Christmas garb* misono:.... !!! >->;;; oh dear lord mitsuba: o///o; Mikuni: OWO *shiny eyes* "HOWDY!" mitsuba: >///>; shinoa: oh hello. ^^ rowena: .///w///. h-hello mr mikuni. mitsuba: o3o ?!? Mikuni: *takes off his hat, bows* "How y'all doin'?" rowena: ^///^ doing well. mitsuba: 7///3///7; *muttering* misono: ... Mikuni: "And how's my fave-or-ite brother?" misono: *cringes* Mikuni: "You get under the mistletoe yet with your significant other?" misono: you shush! >///< shinoa: oh my, misono, so flustered~ misono: s-shinoa! dont encourage him! =////n////=;;; Mikuni: "Just take care of my little brother: he is fragile and needs the best of care." misono: *hides his face under his hat* >///~///<;;; rowena: aww. mitsuba: *silent screaming* Mikuni: *looks at Rowena* "Hey, ain't you the one makin' that occult club?" rowena: ah! yes! that would be me. ^///^ mitsuba: D8< Mikuni: "How's your membership round-up going? You got a big number of people joining?" rowena: the club has two members, three counting myself. ^^ Mikuni: "Then how 'bout I join your club and help--" Poe: "Help with what~?" ^^# *death aura--as he holds up Karl* Mikuni: owo;;; rowena: oh, hello brother. ^^ misono: ._.; mitsuba: is that a raccoon? Poe: "And he bites." *holds Karl at Mikuni* Mikuni: ._____.; karl: =3=; Mikuni: *steps back to behind Misono* rowena: but, i've never seen him bite anyone. ^^; misono: mikuni can you not. Poe: "He only bites _bad_ people..." Mikuni: *shivers* "Raccoons are frightening..." *his fake-voice has dropped* rowena: ?? hmm? misono: miss...um.... *ahem* ma'am. you dont want to accociate with my brother. he's just going to cause you trouble. Mikuni: D:< Poe: *nod nod* ^^# rowena: but he did help save me from that mugger, after i fended him off a bit. Mikuni: owo *nods* mitsuba: *quietly fuming* Poe: "I have to agree with the tinier brother--" misono: D8< Poe: "--this boy seems to be dangerous, no-good, a hoodlum, ill-mattered, poorly dressed--" Mikuni: "HOW IS THIS POORLY DRESSED?!" D:< misono: mostly the hat. the people who can actually make a fedora look good are few and far between these days. Mikuni: Q~Q "How can you say that about your brother..." misono: do you want a polite answer or an honest answer? shinoa: buuurn. Mikuni: "WAAAAAAH!" *dramatically flails his arms as he runs away* rowena: that was a bit mean. D:> misono: trust me, it was justified. -elsewhere- Burns: "..." *remembers Joker's earlier attacks on the tournament* {Joker: *sneers*} Burns: "...The hell." *sets out photos on his desk...They include the charred remains of Shinra's house, the ruins of Hibana and Iris's old church...and he sets down a metal cross* "..." -knock- dia: commander? Burns: "What?" dia: how is your investigation? Burns: "...Progressing. How are the troops?" -elsewhere- Hiro: "Comfy?" EF: *she nods* thanks for inviting me. Hiro: "Happy to have the company! Mom and Dad encouraged it. And, hey, we got dessert..." hime: try not to make out too loud. EF: e-eh?! O///-///o; Hiro: -_- "Thank you, sister..." *musses her hair* hime: >3< -elsewhere- Vulcan: "..." *passes a hand along Lisa's face* lisa: *laying in his arms, in their bed* zzzz..... Vulcan: *sighs* ("Just...get better. Please...") -elsewhere- Sakuya: "..." *shudders* naho: *snuggle* Sakuya: "S-Sorry...Just cold." naho: *snuggles* Sakuya: "..." *contented sigh* "You're stubborn, aren't you?" *hug* naho: ^///^ Sakuya: *forehead smooch* naho: >///< hehe~ Sakuya: *pat pat* "Let's get another blanket." -elsewhere- Kid: "I thought that went well." *looking up at the tree* stocking: *kiss* Kid: ^\\\^ *smooch* "But we weren't under the mistletoe?" stocking: still~ Kid: "Still..." *takes her hand, kisses it lightly* "My wife." stocking: hehe~ so cute <3 Kid: ^\\\^ "Thank you...for making life so much more full of light." stocking: ^///^ thank you too, kiddo. Kid: *small squeeze on her hand* "...I would like for a future Christmas...to share this visit with...our child." stocking: ... i would like that too... ^^ Kid: *smiles* "That...means so much." *wipes his eye* -elsewhere- Kurogiri: *with a Santa cap, playing with his child* "Ho. Ho. Ho." kurome: *hug* ^u^ Kurogiri: "Hee hee." *picks her up* "Want another candy cane?" kurome: *nod nod* -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *holding a letter in his mouth, which he drops into the mail slot* ???: mail call! Mr. Tsubaki: "!!!" *jumps away from the mail slot, tries to look fox-casual* =_= tsubaki: *she picks it up*... !! *The letter has just a fox symbol on the front of it* tsubaki: *opening it* *There are separate letters inside, each addressed to someone in the house* tsubaki: mail call, everyone! naho: ??... !! oh! otogiri: *taking hers* lavender: d'aw. Sakuya: "??? The heck is he doing this...He shouldn't be risking himself over Christmas..." Black Star: *judgey face* "..." *takes his with a pair of tongs* tsubaki: ^^; himawari: ^^; Shamrock: *holds the letter close to his chest* Xw= lilac:...*small sniffle and smile* Belkia: "Oooooo!" Higan: -_-; "The fox doodle leaves a bit to be desired." -elsewhere- Dazai: *underneath Ango's window, singing Christmas carols...badly* "--FIIIIIIIIVE GOLDEN RIIIIIIIIINGS!" ango: dazai, please go home, you're drunk. Dazai: "NOPE! I had to give up the drink! For reasons!" ango: =_.=; Dazai: "Now, where was I? ...I lost track. I'll start from the beginning. 'On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, a par--" *BONK* Kunikida: *holding a mallet* "..." Dazai: XWX ango: thank you. Kunikida: "You're welcome." *drags Dazai by his ankles through the snow--as Dazai's head hits a fire hydrant* Dazai: "UMPH!" ango: well, have a pleasant christmas odas- *tenses*.... merry christmas, kunikida... Kunikida: "..." *nods* ango:.....*closes the window.....looks at a framed photo....of himself, dazai, and odasaku*.....*sigh* merry fucking christmas..... -elsewhere- Arthur: "How's Nozomi?" tamaki: ....asleep right now... Arthur: "Man...This sucks." tamaki: i just...i want her to feel better.... Arthur: "What would make her feel better is getting her mother back--or knowing she has a family..." tamaki: ...if what miss karin said was true, the things nozomi's mother said.... Arthur: "Yeah...But given where her mind was, who knows..." tamaki: ......hey, nozomi? nozomi:...... tamaki:....*hug* we're here for you, ok? Arthur: *nods* *pats Nozomi's back* nozomi:....*shaking* Arthur: "..." *hug* -elsewhere- Giriko: "What you doing, Preacher?" justin: i'll just be looking after the young ones at the church today. ^^ Giriko: "...They got enough for tomorrow?" justin: *he nods* Giriko: "Good on you." *pats his back hard* justin: oof- haha ^^; Giriko: "See us before the new year, you got that?" justin: right. ^^ *exits, shaking slightly* -elsewhere- Jacqueline: *plugs in the Christmas lights* kim: looks great! Jacqueline: "Yeah...We did good work." kim:...*smooch* Jacqueline: "Mmmm~" *smooch* kim: ^///^ Jacqueline: "...Want to watch the lights for a bit?" *holds her hand* kim: sure. Jacqueline: *sits on the couch, guiding her towards it* -elsewhere- sonia: zzz Chuuya: *tucks her in, sets the doll under her arm* sonia: =w= Chuuya: *small forehead kiss* sonia: zzzz Chuuya: "..." ("I want more for her...") -...- Chuuya: ("Rain, what would you do?") -...- Chuuya: "..." *sighs...* *stands up and leaves the room* mito: *mew* Chuuya: *smiles* *strokes her back* "You'll get your gift in the morning..." mito: *purrs and nuzzles into his palm* Chuuya: *picks Mito up, keeps petting* mito: *paws his mouth* Chuuya: "Hee hee...That tickles..." -elsewhere- Spirit: *knocks* soul: yeah? oh, hey. Spirit: "Hey." *holds up a basket* "Sachiko made some cookies." soul: cool. thanks. *small smile* Spirit: "And..." *hands a wrapped gift* soul:....thanks. Spirit: *nods* "...You hear from your brother yet?" soul: of course i did. he did great at the concert today. Spirit: "Good to hear...Wish I could've gone." soul: how's izumi? Spirit: "Happy to have a break from school--even as she can't stop studying..." soul: ah. Spirit: "...You got your next mission from Lord Death?" soul: i will be in january...kind of nervous. Spirit: "You can always ask for backup..." soul: noted. -elsewhere- Jonah: *holding a doll he has dressed as Misora* elsewhere- misora: *cringing* Akitaru: "??? What's up, Misora?" misora: just an uneasy feeling. *excalibur face* miwa: well, take it easy, k? misora: ^-^;; yeah... Akitaru: "Maybe ask the medic for some medicine?" misora: s-sure! serina! -elsewhere- Mori: "Zzz..." fukuzawa:....*noticing mii enter the room* do you think he will recover from this? Mii: "..." *looks at Fukuzawa* "This is hardly like previous circumstances...It depends." fukuzawa: ... Mii: "I think this needs something to shock him out of it...His assistant has not returned?" fukuzawa: ...no....i think i know what the agency's next step will be... Mii: "Oh?" fukuzawa: investigating mori's origins. -elsewhere- Benimaru: "...Well, at least it's quieter now." kirei: *nods and leans against him* Benimaru: "..." *puts a hand over her shoulder, kisses her cheek* kirei: *blush* Benimaru: "Kirei..." *rests his knuckle under her chin* kirei: ?? Benimaru: "..." *closes his eyes* "..." *leans closer to her lips* kirei: *smooch* Benimaru: =\\\\= *smooch* -elsewhere- Tachihara: *throws a snowball* naoya: hyah! Tachihara: "Eep!" *dives into the snow, tries to tunnel away* naoya: *eye glint* found ya! -le pelt- Tachihara: "AAAAAH!" *SPLAT* *warbling noise* naoya: *peace sign* nyehe~ Tachihara: *spits up snow* "Man...Brain-freeze..." -early morning- julie: yay! presents! Patty: "Woot! Open these bad boys up!!!" liz: they seem to be having fun. ^^ roxanne: indeed they are. Patty: *shaking a box* stocking: hey kiddo. Kid: "Good morning." *cheek smooch* "Merry Christmas..." stocking: ^///^ Kid: *hands her a medium-size square box* "Here's your first gift..." stocking: *opening it* *Inside is a candy-coated (actual candy) photo-frame with a photo of her and Kid from Halloween* stocking: oh, kid. *huuuuugs* Kid: "Hee hee...And it's edible, too...The frame, not the photo...Although the photo is sweet, too..." stocking: hehe, i know~ *smoooooooch* Kid: ^\\\^ kirika: *rockin her annual krampus sweater* Wes: "Fashionable sweater, Kirika..." ^^; kirika: 's a tradition. *sips her slushie* lord death: ^^; Yumi: "Death, let's give Shiori her gift..." lord death: here you go~ shiori: ba! Yumi: *moves Shiori's fingers to the wrapping* "Rip away here--" Kid: owo;;;; shiori: *grab and tear* stocking: *holding kid's hands* Kid: "..." *small squeeze* -elsewhere- Hibana: "Open it up, sweetie~" hanako: *opens it* wooow! *shiny eyes* Hibana: "And you can put your dolls in here, re-decorate rooms..." -elsewhere- Shotaro: "Who'd you get for Secret Santa?" mono: *shrug* *opens her gift* -it's a nice vest- nea: ^^ Shinoda: "Good choice..." *opens his gift* -elsewhere- Kunikida: "..." naomi: *puts reindeer antlers on him* ^^ Kunikida: ._. "...Is this humorous?" kirako: certainly festive. atsushi: ^^; Dazai: *holding ice to his head* =_= atsushi: how're you enjoying the christmas party so far? Kyouka: *munching on cookies* ^W^ Lucy: *sips hot chocolate* "It's pretty cozy." yosano: glad to hear ^^ atsushi: *small smile* Lucy: *sets down her drink, hands Atsushi a box* atsushi: *opening it* *Inside are swimtrunks, a t-shirt, and a watch* atsushi: oh cool, thanks! this is great! Lucy: "You're welcome! And because it's winter, the swimtrunks were on sale." *Fitzgerald smirk* atsushi: ^^; i see. Lucy: ^^ "...So, where's my present?" atsushi: ah! here! *hands her a box* -it was a hairpin- Lucy: "Neat!" *brushes a hand through her hair, before placing the pin* "Like this?" atsushi: .///. *nod* Lucy: ^\\\^ *cheek smooch* -elsewhere- Fitzgerald: "You may begin the dissemination of presents." mary: bram! open mine first! bram: um.... oh, t-thank you. *it was a scarf* Fitzgerald: "Lovely color." *looks at the tree* -elsewhere- Ivan: "..." *sets down glass* yana: thanks. *sips* .......are you mad at me? Ivan: "..." <No. Just confused still...> yana: hmm...<you miss him, huh?> Ivan: <Immensely.> yana: .... <he'll be fine.> Ivan: *nods* <I still worry...> yana: .... {yana: eh? me? temporary leader?} {Fyodor: <It will be necessary.>} {yana: i know but....why me of all people? im not exactly a 'leader' type of person...<even _if_ i'm partially you...>} {Fyodor: <I don't mean to undersell you, but would you have me leave it to someone else? Ivan? Zoey? Freaking Pushkin?> {yana:....fair point.} {Fyodor: <You also have something the others do not have: ambition.>} {yana: *headtilt* <oh?>} {Fyodor: <You just need some direction...Leadership can be part of it.>} {yana: ......} {Fyodor: <Have you considered where you want to be in the future?>} {yana: ....in all seriousness....not really...} yana: .... Ivan: <...What do we do tomorrow?> yana: ....in a few days.....*smiles* we have ourselves a party to crash. *looks at a file...of kunikida* -elsewhere- Belkia: "MERRY FLIPPING CHRISTMAS!" ^u^ naho: YAAAY! XD tsubaki: ^^ Shamrock: *hands a gift to Himawari* himawari: thank you. Shamrock: *nods* "You're welcome. Open it up..." himawari: *opening it* *Inside are a gardening book, gardening tools, and a set of seeds* himawari: why thank you. ^^ Shamrock: X_^ "Happy to..." -elsewhere- Relan: *sets out the cake* shinra: *nom* =w= Relan: ^^ "We tried to make it to your liking." shinra: thanks, rel. ^^ Relan: "Merry Christmas..." -elsewhere- Steinbeck: *yawn* twain: *laying next to him* mornin' ^^ Steinbeck: ._. "...What?" twain: what? Steinbeck: "...WHY. ARE. YOU IN MY FREAKING BED?!" twain: why do _you_ think? 7u7 Steinbeck: O_____O;;;;; *takes the pillow...and covers it over Twain's face* twain: *muffled yelling* Steinbeck: *straddles Twain, holding the pillow down harder* "WHAT WERE YOU DOING TO ME?!" twain: i wasnt doing anything too weird! Steinbeck: *screams, as he stands and slams himself down onto him again* "I'LL KILL YOU!" twain: *SCREEEEEAM* Steinbeck: *SCREAM!!!* twain: OSCAR HELP!! oscar: ^^ breakfast is rea-............. Steinbeck: O\\\\\o "..." *slow head turn* oscar: ^u^ ..... ^u^;;;;;;; Steinbeck: "...THIS ISN'T WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE." oscar: ^u^;;;;;;;;; *slowly closes the door* Steinbeck: .\\\\\\. "..." *slow head turn to stare at Twain* "..." twain: jeez....you dont have to be so rough? ouo; *outside, where Ebie is playing, just within view of the window* ebie: ?? *SMASH* dorothy: o-o;; *A vine has tossed Twain out the window* baum: D8> twain: AHHHHHHHHHHH *plomph* COOOOOLD!!! DX> -he's naked- baum: !!!!!! *covering their eyes* DONT LOOK! ebie: ??? dorothy: =A= what heresy is this? Steinbeck: *huddles under his blanket* "I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead..." TT\\\\TT -knock- oscar: is everything alright? Steinbeck: "I need a new lock..." oscar: understood~ -elsewhere- Jacqueline: "Merry Christmas, Blair!" blair: thanks sweeties ^^ nagisa: hope you like it! Jacqueline: "???" blair: *opening her gift* awww. *hug* nagisa: ^^ Jacqueline: "..." *small smile* kim: *hug* ^u^ Jacqueline: ^\\\^ -elsewhere- Todoroki: *holding the present* fuyumi: merry christmas, mom. yuki: ah....thank you... *small smile* Todoroki: *hands her the gift* "We got this for you..." yuki: *opening it* *There is a snowflake pendant inside* yuki: *teary smile* it's beautiful.. Todoroki: *small smile* "Merry Christmas..." -elsewhere- Poe: QWQ lana: do you like it? Poe: "I-I love it! Thank you!" =w= lana: ^^ *smooch* Poe: ^\\\^ "H-How is yours?" *holds up a gift box* lana: it's amazing! thanks! *hug* -elsewhere- Arthur: "What do you think?" *He got Tamaki kitty headphones* tamaki: =///= c-cute. -elsewhere- Iida: "..." mrs iida: is everything ok? Iida: *weak smile* "...I like being home." mrs iida:....*hug* Iida: "..." *shaking* -elsewhere- Mikuni: Q____Q "..." *holds up a new hat he got for Christmas* "...You don't think my hats are dumb, do you?" metsu: do you want a polite answer or an honest answer? Mikuni: "...Let's go with polite~?" ^^; metsu: it needs work. Mikuni: -_-; "...Well, it's the thought that counts." *puts it on* -elsewhere- Gopher: "A Christmas gift, sir." ^W^ Inside is a new fiction book "I thought you needed something fun to read..." eibon: oh, why thank you. ^^ -elsewhere- Chuuya: "How is it?" sonia: *hugging the plushie tightly* >u< Chuuya: *smiles* "I'll take that as 'good.'" -elsewhere- Kouyou: *lights a candle* leo: ... Kouyou: *holds her hands in a prayer* leo: *notices a photo on the butsudan* *There are two photos: one of Kouyou and a man, another of her in maternity wear* leo: .....were they- Kouyou: "They are ones I wish to have a good holiday, wherever they are..." *sad smile* leo:...i see... Kouyou: *nods* "Well...I suppose I should see how dinner is coming..." leo: ... -elsewhere- Medusa: *sitting at a Chinese restaurant* "...Do you have milk?" clerk: um... ._.; Medusa: "What?" clerk: let me check... -elsewhere- Stain: *hiding in the shadows...snow falling* -elsewhere- Mori: "..." *hugs his doll* fukuzawa: .... -with the agency- atsushi: traveling abroad? Kunikida: "Yes. We need to gather more information to ascertain solutions to these problems." naomi: oh that sounds so cool! i've always wanted to travel abroad! *hugs tanizaki's arm tightly* Tanizaki: ._.; "Um...Is it possible to have more come along--" Kunikida: *intense stare at Naomi* "Will you be taking care of paperwork while we're abroad?" naomi: OuO; Tanizaki: "I-I'm sure Naomi can handle paperwork for us abroad. You'll need someone highly organized to be in communication with the home base, right?" *nervous smile* Kunikida: "...Fine. But we'll have to save on money by sharing rooms--" naomi: fine by us~ 💗 Tanizaki: *corner of shame* Dazai: "I GOT KUNIKIDA'S ROOM!" Kunikida: -_-# "Don't you have a pregnant partner to take care of?" Dazai: *corner of sorrow* atsushi: ._.; Kyoka: "I am attending to make sure everything is organized. What are we investigating?" Kunikida: "Mori." Kyoka: *corner of fear* atsushi: .___.; Kunikida: "STOP THAT BEFORE WE RUN OUT OF CORNERS!" *looks at Atsushi* "Get your stuff in order." -elsewhere- Giriko: *snaps a photo* "What a cutie..." arachne: ^^ anna: ^o^ malaria: *smiles* Giriko: "Now, just need to set up the tripod--" *lifts it up--and one leg of it slams into his face* "!!!" malaria: careful there ^^; -elsewhere- Wes: *knocks on Soul's apartment's door* soul: hey bro. ^^ Wes: *holds up a box* "Merry Christmas, bro." soul: oh cool. *small smile* Wes: "Liz sent her regards...You still going to dinner tonight?" soul: yeah. Wes: *looks around the living room before sitting down* "...You traveling?" -elsewhere- Joker: "..." *pours more scotch into his Santa mug* scarlet: ... Joker: "...All the offices closed. No new leads..." *passes the bottle* ivy: *chug chug* Joker: "..." *pulls out another bottle with a bow on it and a note: 'To: Dad; From: Your Son'* "Good thing people don't remember to lock up..." -elsewhere- Katai: *taking a sled to the top of a hill* ._. "..." *gulp* aya: *has on goggles* you ready for this, uncle katai?! Katai: "I-I hope so..." *gulps* "Just hold onto the sled and...don't let me die like this..." aya: ^^; blair: here we GO~ *le push* aya: WEEEEEEEEE!!!!! Katai: "Eeeeeeee!!!!" O______O -fwoosh- aya: *pops her head out of a snowman* *blink blink* im good! Katai: *buried in the snow, the sled propped up like a tombstone* blair: *digging him out* you ok? Jacqueline: ._.; "...You made interesting friends, Blair." Katai: .\\\\\. *nod nod nod* nagisa: me next! -elsewhere- Shotaro: "Okay, all set!" *he got an exercise bar to put into his doorway...and he's got his legs around it* "Watch me do sit-ups!" setsuna: ^^ mana: ... Shotaro: "Okay...One!" *lifts himself--once, before he falls down onto his head* "OUCHIE!" setsuna: are you alright? D8> Shamrock: *crying, reading his letter* X___Q himawari: ?? Shamrock: *wipes his eye* "So heartfelt. So sincere..." Belkia: *turns his letter around* "...All he wrote on mine was, 'Be on good behavior. Don't go to jail again.'" naho: listen to him. Belkia: >3< "I do what I want!" -chop- Black Star: *glaring at his letter, shaking* "...I'm gonna kill him..." otogiri: behave. Belkia: X_X tsubaki: *looks* *The letter reminds Black Star that he is short (ignoring Mr. Tsubaki is shorter), that Tsubaki likes him more, to take care of his family--then has a crude drawing of Mr. Tsubaki stabbing Black Star in the back* tsubaki: *sigh* ^-^; Higan: "His artwork has gotten better at least..." ^^; Sakuya: "..." *just staring at his letter* lilac: ?? Sakuya: *folds the letter, tucks it into his shirt pocket...smiles at Lilac, trying to hold in tears* "What did he write to you, Lilac?" lilac: h-he told me that everything w-will be ok... Sakuya: "..." *pats Lilac's shoulder* "Y-Yeah..." -elsewhere- Kid: *rocking Shiori* shiori: zzzz Kid: *smiles, stops rocking...puts her to bed* stocking: so sweet. Kid: *nods* "Best infant sister I could ask for..." stocking: *hug* Kid: *hug, pat pat* "...Stocking..." stocking: *kiss* Kid: "Mmm~" *pulls back slightly, whispers in her ear* "We need somewhere more private..." stocking: *walks with him to their room* Kid: *closes the door behind him...locks it* stocking: should i close my eyes~? Kid: "Oh, I'm not sure I can trust that~" *has the blindfold in his hands* stocking: !!... you naughty boy. Kid: *has put the blindfold on her, stands behind her, already unbuttoning her shirt* "My naughty girl~" stocking: *soft shudder and sigh* Kid: *his hand rubs along her bare stomach as he lowers the shirt off of her* stocking: ahh.... Kid: *his hand lowers further down, his fingers just tugging under her pants, as he kisses along her shoulders* stocking: mnh~<3 Kid: *one hand unhooks her bra, the other unbuttons her pants* stocking: kid, fuck... =///T Kid: *whispers in her ear* "I'll have to hurry...Do you mind handcuffs?" stocking: please do. Kid: *has removed her bra, puts on the handcuffs...pulls down her pants and underwear at once* "Oh, nice color today..." stocking: ah~ f-festive, right? Kid: "Quite~" *walks her forward* "Watch your step...I'm going to set you on your knees..." *he has already set up her 'gift,' as she feels her knees resting on pillows--and something long and hard right in front of her sex* stocking: mmmmn~ *shaking her rear a bit* Kid: *rubs her bottom* "Your 'gift' is ready...I just need to put it in..." stocking: oh _fuck_ yes... Kid: "Then get ready..." *guides her to lower herself onto the device, its length sliding into her...* stocking: *moan* Kid: "And now..." *she hears a click--and hears a vibration that is sent into her and up into her core* stocking: a-ahhhhh~<3 Kid: *he is behind her, his hands sliding up her sides* "And that's the _low_ setting~" stocking: f-for the love of god, let me suck you off. Kid: "Very well...Just one moment~" *turns the setting up higher...before he stands pantsless in front of her, as he guides her mouth to him...* stocking: *taking him into her mouth, licking* Kid: *moans* "G-Gah...Hee hee...T-Tickles..." -elsewhere-

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