#please pardon me and gimme time ;w;

[zhonglishrine]

Can i have a oneshot for gogol comforting his crying s/o?

Pairing: Nikolai Gogol x Reader Word Counts: 2.3k Note: Hello anon! Please forgive me for taking a long time to do your request! Since it was the first request on my blog, I thought I wanted to make it special. But I was stuck with writer’s block. So I used my old work before and re-edit it instead so it will be slightly different to match with the request! I’m sorry and I hope you will enjoy it and special big thanks to @soukokuwu​ for helping me proofread this one! Really, thank you so muchhhh <3!!!

It was empty.

In this dark cold continent, there was nothing but void and darkness inside. You either existed or your mind was playing a trick on you. It felt like a grand illusion - that nothing was real. What you were searching for was not there. Nothing you did would ever make you feel complete in any sense. There was always this feeling that haunted you, always reminding you of how miserable and disgusting you were. Gnawed and woven to your very soul like wild ivy tendrils wrapping around your empty heart and kept whispering down to the deepest recesses of your mind.

You were a monster.

You were a demon.

You were a human with no heart.

You were no different than a dead soul.

Then, why were you still alive?

For what purpose were you even here?

You shut your eyes tightly. You wanted to scream and block every deafening sound that suffocated you in this insufferable world. It exacerbated and tightened in your chest the more you struggled. Had it not been your sanity that kept you sane, you would already be consumed by madness. But would it be better if you just let yourself loose? Let it take over and become nothing but a shell of a living monster? Would it be better just to let what remains of you and burn it into a fire of anguish and let it turn to ash? Let it destroy you with the spite and hatred you harbor towards everything?

You were desperate to reach for something.

Anything.

And that was when he came along, when you were at a loss, as though he knew.

"Would you like to join the Decay of Angels?" He had said, with eyes as vacant as yours, but his hypnotizing violet eyes beneath that moonlight was much deeper and darker. It feels like you would lose yourself and drown in it if you were to stare any longer. Yet without exchanging any further words, he seemed to understand the unspoken pain that has festered through your being at that very moment. You looked exactly like a lost child that desperately needed guidance, that needed to cling onto something.

"...What will I get if I join you?"

"You will be free. From your sins."

That was what he had offered. His soothing, saintly voice was like a remedy that could mend your broken soul that needed salvation, which had been beyond redemption at that point. You had nothing to lose and thus accepted his invitation back then, with a little hope thinking something might change. But after so many years, it still remained the same. You were still the same old you. No matter how much you wanted to pretend, you could never fake a smile and pretend to be happy. It felt like it would be hypocritical- like it would only make you lose sight of yourself even more.

Then, what is it that you were searching for, actually?

Why were you still here?

A soft sigh escaped your chapped lips as you stared long at the night sky above. The stars twinkled, a million light-years away from the orbit. Yet you still reached out your hand, as if attempting to pick one and keep it in your pocket in a futile endeavor.

"A beautiful night, isn't it?" a familiar voice chirped, interrupting your time alone. You were never one that liked the companionship of others, but even so, no matter how hard you tried to ignore him, he'd just pester you even more and pop out randomly, much to your distaste. He was the last member of the Decay of Angels that you would want to interact with.

"Why are you here?"

"Aww, don't be so cold with me~! I merely passed by and just wanted to say hello to you~" Gogol winked and gave you a finger gun, as though his intentions weren't obvious.

"Bother someone else."

"Ah, are you upset that I'm not Dos?" He smirked as he guessed that.

You felt that he could easily read right through you and you didn’t like it - the feeling of being exposed. Fyodor was a man of mystery, a puzzle that you couldn't solve. You thought of him as someone who understood you and despite the terror associated with his name, he was still someone that you respected profoundly. Not out of fear, but maybe, admiration. But you hated that Gogol was right. You wished you were talking to Fyodor instead of the clown, and Gogol had gotten it right on the nose. And yet here you two were, with different circumstances that bring you two to join the association, even with different goals.

"Shut up. Just leave me alone, will you?"

"Aw... but no one wants to play with me. Even Sigma is busy. But you have been doing nothing but stargazing~ Don't you get tired doing that every night? If it were me, I'd die of boredom!" He flailed his arms in an attempt to get your attention. You cursed under your breath. This clown was too energetic for you to handle.

"None of your business what I do." You replied back to him crudely. But he took a seat beside you anyway, sitting by the edge of the building and swinging his legs back and forth with those comical pointy shoes of his. For someone his age, he acted rather childishly. Though, maybe that's just one of his antics as a clown. But he was the epitome of someone you could never understand. Since you can ever be two-faced like he is.

Gogol hummed. "You always come here, why is that?"

"I told you; it's none of your business."

"Aw. Here I thought that we were friends~" Gogol made it sound like he was hurt by your words.

You ruefully snorted at that, "Funny hearing that coming from you." Did he think you were that naive? Naive enough to think that you two were friends in this organization that was solely established with terrorists that can backstab you at any given moment?

"Is it not right? You've been with us for years, yet you seem so distant. Just like the stars." He remarked while spreading out his left arm to the sky.

"Is that so?" You looked up at it again, attempting to count the innumerable stars, albeit knowing how futile it was.

"Say... why did you join the Decay of Angels?" You posed the question to him, though you weren’t really curious. You just needed something to fill the awkward silence.

"Why, indeed. If I must answer that, why don't you tell me your reason first?"

Reason. You were still unsure about it yet. Why? You had killed so many just for that answer alone but the book that was your mind still drew a blank. Nothing was written on it yet. Was it because you were drawn to Fyodor's words at that time? Had he lured you in with nothing but empty promises?

"Perhaps… I was searching for the meaning of my existence." You curtly answered, but your mind still pondered on it.

"Then, have you found it?" Gogol asked, evincing interest to know as he turned to look at you sideways. There was something between you, something that somehow made you feel connected to him. Both of you were pawns that would soon be disposed of once you have served your purpose. It didn’t scare you, though. You would do what you had to, even if that meant dying in the end. The only thing you were scared of is regret - of not finding what you were searching for in the first place.

"...I don't know. Maybe not yet. Maybe I never will." You said, feigning nonchalance. "Then, what about you?" Now it was your turn to look into his molten gold eye, the one scarred with a vertical cut. Was there a story behind it? You wonder inwardly, but you couldn’t bring yourself to ask Gogol about it. In the Decay of Angels, every member came from a different background and it was unknown what they did before. If you asked him he might tell, either in a jesting manner or make it overly complicated, like another riddle you had to solve.

"I search for my freedom. Just like a bird that soars the skies without being bound by anything," he replied with a wistful tone and his expression softened, "I am seeking for a perfect freedom, like that."

"Freedom, huh..." You repeated, "you're one strange guy." Indeed, he was. Nikolai Gogol was an enigma himself, just as Fyodor was. As though he was standing between the bridge of psychosis and rationality that he wants to get rid of. You failed at understanding his essence, but you could empathize with his pursuit.

"Funny hearing that coming from you~" He retorted with your earlier words. "But birds and stars, are they not so different?"

"How so? They are two different entities, to start with."

"Because both are up far in the sky, seemingly unreachable for a mortal like us. Even so, we still gaze at them longingly, wishing upon the star, wishing to fly, wishing to escape from this warm, wet hell."

You couldn’t refute that. Technically, he wasn’t wrong.

"Then, have you found it?"

Gogol looked at you again, his eye reflecting every little light in the world that you see. He softened his countenance as if he actually understood what lay within your heart that you tried to conceal.

"Maybe I do. Now that I met you."

Within the span of a second that felt like an eternity, your heart thumped loudly in your ribcage, like he took your breath away at that moment with his gaze alone.

No...

Don't fall for it.

Don't fall for it again.

It would be the same. He would just be like the others. He too, would leave once he saw what was inside - that which was hiding and cloaking you in the darkness, that which enshrouded and imprisoned you inside.

And just like he said, you were exactly like the stars.

You were in front of him, and yet you felt so distant and too far away to reach.

"...It's nice talking to you. But I must take my leave now..." You wanted to withdraw yourself before you started to harbor hope and belief in someone again. Before you fell for it again, only to be tripped afterward. Only to be deceived, left broken, and uncared for years.

But he held you back by your wrist.

"Won't you stay a little while longer, my dove? A star will one day perish, and I would feel so lonely if you are truly gone." His voice somehow pulls the strings of your heart. But you know better than to fall for him.

"Wouldn't it be better? You don't know who I am..." You tried to break free, yet he was stubborn, he didn’t want to let you go. "I am not what you think I am... I'm just another monster who has no heart. You shouldn't get close to me..." Your eyes were already starting to well up with hot tears. The stinging pain in your chest throbbed, each passing second with him made you feel suffocated, as though causing you to drown in your own misery. Inevitable it was that you would bring him down with you as well.

"...Or else, you would destroy yourself too," you warned him,

"You’re either human or you are not, either you are a monster with no heart or not, what difference does it make?" He questioned you back, "Be whatever you want to be. It's your freedom, it’s your life, it’s your call."

"It's easy for you to say that... I'm not like you."

"Then tell me, what do you wish for every time you look at the stars? Have you no will for yourself? Have you not wished to break free from your cage as well?"

"I..." Stumped with his questions, you gazed into his eye once again, tears blurring your vision. Everything that was pent up inside you until this moment felt like it was crumbling, disintegrating into dust. Like waves crashing against the sand, such brittle was your resolution now when faced with his raw, naked, and pure emotions when he took off his clown mask.

"I want to... I just want to escape from this place... from my demons..." You said with a trembling, shaky voice, all the remaining strength in you threatening to leave the more you looked into his eyes. What kind of pain does he hide behind them? Why did it hurt you as much as well? As ironic as it sounded, in this moment, he looked more human than you were.

"Then, I will be the one that frees you from it now, my dove. Go, fly to the stars as you wish." He said and held you near, and contrary to his words that coached you to be free, he actually looked like he never wanted to let you go, yet you felt strangely safe and found warmth in his arms. You felt like you were finally being liberated from that which imprisoned you in that bottomless darkness. Even if what you see is just a glimpse of light. Then, that should be enough rather than nothing at all.

"You are beautiful when you soar free that way."

Two humans. Two monsters. Two beating broken hearts.

Under that starry night that illuminated the sky with constellations, it's like your fate entwined and mirrored each other on how almost tragically similar it was, with the demons that were trapped inside the both of you, seeking solace in each other's existence to remind you that you two were still human beings that just wished to be free.

#nikolai gogol x reader #gogol x reader #bungou stray dogs #bsd #nikolai gogol #finally i post something after so long haha xD #curse me and my procrastination #orz #i work on other requests so slow too #please pardon me and gimme time ;w;

[dourpeep]

WAIT. I must participate in this. Please pardon me, I have no self control and cannot choose one story so I'm going to choose four.

Sweet Pea: I LOVE the domesticity behind the idea of Albedo is figuring out his feelings based on the reader's interactions with Klee. I love how Albedo and Klee view each other as siblings, especially when you think about how Albedo canonically believed that his master would leave him should he fail + Klee being left with the KoF. Thus, I think it's important to hime that the person he holds dear is also close to Klee.

Tenderly Yours: This may be the sweetest smut ever. I remember when I first read the lines, "Albedo pecks your lips. He misses" and I almost lost my mind. It's such a sweet image in its clumsiness that it just stuck with me.

Page Turner: So soft :'). I also love how domestic this was! It was so cute that Albedo's immediate reaction to the reader's empty lap is to snuggle into them. I also love the ending!!

Until You Believe: hello, this made me hnngggg. He's such a sweet character. It's so unfair that he was enslaved for so long only to be plagued by the misama that he shys away from others in fear of hurting them. So I love the idea of giving Xiao love so unabashedly and blatantly!

Tryst for Two: JUST THE THOUGHT of making out with Albedo between bookshelves or hidden away in a library alcove is too much for my heart. Neck kisses, the way he was touchy, and how he shushes the reader for more kisses- OTL. I think about this one way too much.

Thank you for writing all of your works btw!! There's just something so distinct about your diction that I love so much! I appreciate all the work and effort you put into writing so I wanted to take this opportunity to say what I love hehe

- honey (who is so sorry about the long asks)

HDFOIEHF DW HONEY BUN I DON'T MIND THE LONG ASKS

I'm wiggling in my seat reading this my heart (': Thank you for taking so much time to write this all out! but also y e s s s Albedo OTL

I'll forever be biased towards my Bedo works muah muah he deserves all the love and kisses-

AND UNTIL YOU BELIEVE I still think about that all the time--Xiao also deserves all the love and kisses, he's such a gentle character and I want to do him justice as well as give him the softness that he deserves but does not get in canon (yet?? who knows-)

BUT THAT BEING SAID ofc I'm gonna make it my business to reply to each of these gimme a sec

Sweet Pea: Yesyesyesyesyes yes this was the start of me trying to really get into his head--what better than through a connection that we know is dear to him?? I feel he'd have an easier time differentiating between a familial love versus romantic as well nodnod so there's that too--that being said I want to write more Albedo and Klee sibling shenanigains because they're just so cute and I adore them so much!

Tenderly Yours: ((NSFW 18+)) Hehe this is another one of my favorites! There's just something so sweet about that first time with the one you love, being able to explore and feel everything--it's a different kind of intimacy. And the clumsiness??? Ahhh yessss this was basically the idea of that exploration of a new part of a relationships with a hint of the unavoidable silliness. Like, first times are bound to be awkward, why not laugh about it?

Page Turner: I won't lie, this was entirely self-indulgent (and one of my favorites--you did a great job of picking my favorites hahaha). I just finished reading one of the books in a series (but I won't say what because major spoilers) and the antagonist pulled such a cheap move!! Ahhhh it was so unsatisfying but I get why the author wrote it so I can't be mad OTL That and also, again, silly and a little dorky Albedo is too good to resist-

Also also ofc gotta have more cuddles w/ Bedo. At this point the relationship would've been further along, lots of comfort and familiarity both w/ the banter + with the little things like how he immediately lays in their lap

Until You Believe: Ahh yes, the soft praise fic nodnod continuing from my earlier gush about it, I think that Xiao would be incredibly responsive to stuff like this. Just that slow, sweet, gentle touch of your hand to his cheek, the feel of chase kisses peppered over his cheeks and forehead--it's all very grounding. Something that'd help him slow down and take a breath when things aren't going so great.

The ending with his confession (though not really a confession because it's meant to be an established relationship) was also done because that's kinda supposed to be like him seeing himself through your eyes, then realizing how much he does love you because of that deep understanding sidhfoieh I might've been a bit cryptic with that ehe

Tryst for Two: Ehehe I actually wanted to make this one more than just a mini musing, but I ended up getting distracted by a bunch of stuff- but yes! I agreeeeee idk, Bedo feels like he'd be pretty tactile once he experiences stuff like this (same w/ Kazuha, he seems like he'd like those fleeting touches and stuff) and then I also just thought about how people end up flirting and stuff in the KoF Library-- yeahhhhhh

Hehe as for my diction--I just like writing in a way that sounds both poetic but also gets the point across! Something that allows you to feel the emotions that I'm trying to convey but also makes sure to reel you back before it gets too distracting--

Also that and lots of long sentences. I really like writing about details!

But again, thank you so much for taking the time to write that all out aaaa I'm soft (':

#anon asks #honey anon #about me #now you can get a little peek into my thoughts from when I was writing stuff nodnodnpd

[frostspoken]

👂 ((gimme the dirt :>

They aren’t sure what had initially started the conversation nor’ what had led to themselves being asked about this but it wasn’t like it was the first time it had happened, They’d been bothered by reporters and the like plenty of times, Anything to get a little bit more information that wasn’t relevant to their job and stuck a little to close to the personal lives of themselves or their friends. (Even if that was unfortunately just part of the woes when it came to being a widely known public figure in more then one region-). But the irritation of their face was clear.

‘Mrs...Pardon, MX blanche, do you ever have doubts about that shady man around the leader of instinct?, Do you trust him??’

“Which one?, Spark makes many so called ‘shady’ friends, none of which really are.”

It was if a little clear it caught this reporter off guard, they were probably newer to the job since they glance at a few papers in their hands and scan it for a hopeful answer to the question before answering.

‘Aah, the one called...uhm..Ray?’

A small smile was dashed on their face at the raise of an eyebrow and a deep sigh from blanche.

“You mean Jay, Aside from getting his name wrong, I wouldn’t call him shady or is everyone with a slightly scruff appearance shady now?”

‘W-well no it’s just-!.’

“It’s just what?, I don’t know him very well yet because life is busy and we as people don’t mesh incredibly well aside from a few small hobbies, With it normally that’d normally mean me saying that no i don’t trust him and before you go trying to write anything down, let me finish.”

In fact they go as far as snatching the pen from the reporter and keeping it in their own grasp, Waiting for their attention to focus back on them.

“But what i do trust is spark’s judgement about someone’s character, It’s just one of the many reasons he’s the leader of instinct and With it. Spark trusts Jay immensely, So i do to, I trust that jay as a person though gruff and not the particular kind of person i’d normally make acquaintance with is a person who is worthy of that trust, I would have never gifted him a pokemon if i didn’t and even if i didn’t trust him? He makes spark happy and that’s really all that matters to me.”

They considered before adding.

“I’m keeping this pen since i can tell it’s your only one so you don’t write down your own story of events, Now please, I’d like to get back to my job. Thank you.”

#A new email? (Asks) #Unravelling’ I was woven together with false promises (IC) #With our calm analysis of every situation we can't lose (Main verse) #streetsteel #//They trust Jay!! cause they trust spark's judgement #//and given enough time would personally see him as a reliable if not friend. At least #//acquaintance who wants to help and is good for spark

[hitchell-mope]

(Second film. At cotillion. Part one. After the press interviews)

Evie (ruefully): go on. Say it. I know you want to

Doug: what do I want.

Evie: you want to say I’m wrong. That I shouldn’t make Mal do this when all she wants is to fade into the background

Doug: you’re doing what you think is right. Mal did what she thought was right. Uma’s doing what she thinks is right. And besides. You’re never wrong. You’re a princess. Royalty. You couldn’t possibly be wrong if you tried.

Evie: aww.

Doug: and. I don’t have to say it. Cause you just did.

(Evie laughs)

Doug: uh oh

Evie: what?

Doug: I spy with my prescription eye wear someone that tried to kill my best friend.

(At the buffet table is Harry munching on the food on offer like a man starving)

Evie: oh this should be fun

Doug: I have the gloves.

Evie: I’ll glamour you so you won’t be seen

(Doug makes his way over to Harry exosuit gloves on and slaps the pirate on the shoulder)

Doug: hello mr hook

Harry (in severe pain from the volts of electricity shooting through his arm): what. What’re you. How!?

Doug: do you really think after all you’ve done that we’d just let you off Scot free without fighting back?

Harry: yes?

Doug: wrong answer

(He steers Harry through the crowd back to Evie. Who socks him in the mouth)

Evie: that’s for trying to kill my family. And that (she kicks his shin where dizzy stabbed him) is for hypnotising Ben

Harry: how’d ya know

Doug: Mal saw you.

Harry: ah.

(He starts to run but Evie uses magic to stop him and summons the hook to her hand)

Evie: you know. My forte IS chemistry. But I’m seriously considering taking biology as an elective. I do so love cutting open slimy little toadies. Sorry. I meant toads

Harry (derisively): hur hur

Carlos: what the fuck is that utter clown doing here?

Doug: it’s an interrogation

Carlos: well that’s all well and good but Jay’s about to come down with Mal any second and if the creature from the black lagoon is here they won’t be responsible for their actions.

Evie: ah. Did not think of that

Carlos: and we’re the smart ones. Poof him into w drain where he belongs.

(Evie does so and the three go back to the dance floor)

Lumiere: presenting the future lady Mal (aside to her) love the dress

Mal (smiling shyly): thank you

Jay: ready?

Mal: nope

(Arm in arm they walk down the steps together)

Lonnie: game plan. Go

Mal: we do nothing.

Jay: that’s not all. We keep Mal happy. Make sure she enjoys herself

Lonnie: Oh. Um. So we don’t rip this Uma girl limb from limb?

Evie: believe me. I had the same idea

Doug: but it’s not worth it. Not when Ben can call out the firing squad on us

Lonnie: ahhhh. Nice hair you two. Love the braid jay.

Carlos: thank you.

Jay (one arm hugging him): my guys very talented

Lonnie: it’s a Dutch braid isn’t it?

Carlos: yep

Lonnie: nice. And you Mal

Mal: magic. Nobody touches my hair but me

Lonnie (fondly): I remember. C’mere (she pulls Mal into a tight hug). No matter what happens tonight we’re on your side. We’re with you Mal

Mal: thank you. And dizzy picked out the style

Carlos: look who’s up

Jane: time to face the music

Lumiere: presenting king Benjamin Flor-Oh my god

(Ben’s arrived with Uma on his arm. She looks proud and haughty. And seems to be looking for Harry. Then she lays eyes on Gil, who’s hiding behind Lonnie, and her expression hardens)

Lumiere: and you are ma’am?

Ben (robotically): Uma

Lumiere (not liking the situation one bit but playing along): presenting king Benjamin Florian and...lady Uma

Gil (innocently): Uma looks nice.

Jay: good, we can bury her in it

Evie: I’m thinking Viking funeral

Carlos: why wait to kill her. Deep fried shrimp is a delicacy as far as I’m concerned. Burn the bitch alive I say

Doug (under his breath): 🎶not yet🎶

(Uma and Ben have started the opening dance)

Evie: oh my god

Doug: what’s wrong?

Evie: I made that dress

Doug: not the time honey

Evie: right sorry.

Mal: I can’t. I’m sorry. I just can’t

Jay: shh shh. It’s ok. C’mon

(Jay leads her out)

Lumiere: boys! Show the window

Mal: what window

Lumiere: please just wait. This has happened before and

Ben: can I have everyone’s attention please

Lumiere: enculé. Que ce passe-t-il?

Mal: ta supposition est aussi bonne que la mienne

Jay: Then let’s watch

Ben: Uma will be joining me as my lady of the court tonight. And we’ll be bringing the barrier down permanently

(Every single Auradonian lets out an overly dramatic gasp)

Adam: he can’t do that

(Just then Mal’s mother arrives)

Elsa: I think you’ll find he can Adam. He’s the king after all. Since you seem in constant need of reminding. And anyway he’s hypnotised by the shell around her neck.

(A black haired girl in a bathrobe barges past Elsa)

Melody: you and that rat looking boy knocked me out tied me to my vanity mirror and stole my dress

Evie (jovial): MELODY!!!! THAT’S WHOSE DRESS IT IS.

Uma (smirking): well I did have to take it in at the hips a little bit. Ben carry on with what you were saying

Ben: that was it

Elsa (aside to Verna): at times like these it’s best to not take what he says seriously until the affliction is fixed

Verna (still under Uma’s power): pardon?

Ben (rather rudely): hey you. Walking Christmas card. Gimme the wand

Elsa: and there it is

Verna: no

Ben: give it. To me

Verna: no

Ben (with Uma’s voice covering his own): GIVE ME THE WAND YOU STUPID BITCH

Verna: I do not take orders from you young lady

Adam (trying to intervene): son if you’d just listen to reason

Ben (still in an Uma induced rage): why would I listen to you. I AM YOUR KING

(He starts to force choke his father)

Mal: what do we do

Elsa: they’re your people my girl. It’s up to you

Uma: oh yes. The traitor. Tell them your ladyship. What are you going to do?

Mal: Doug’s the regent

Doug: but as of this moment I answer to you

Mal: ...restrain Ben

Doug: may I have a heavy portable telescope please my darling

Evie: of course my love

(Doug uses the telescope Evie magics up for him to knock out Ben)

Doug: in hindsight I probably should have asked for a baseball bat

(Evie’s blushing a little)

Carlos: seriously

Evie: oh like you don’t get worked up when jay’s being badass?

Carlos: touché

Uma: eh. Oh well. He just acted like a lost mutt. Harry! Get the wand. Harry? Where’s. What did you do to him

Evie: oh yes. The toad boy. I believe he’s currently in a hellscape

Uma (filled with quiet rage): you sent him back THERE?

Evie (smiling sweetly): oh no captain. I placed him in another dimension. Falling through the void surrounded by all he fears most in the world. Spiders. Crocodiles. And his father

Carlos (highly impressed): oh my

Lumiere: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SOMEONE PLEASE SHOW LADY MAL THE WINDOW

Jane: right yes.

(She pulls off the curtain revealing the stained glass window Ben has made)

Mal (in awe): wow. I look

Jay: like yourself. No brunette hair in sight. And incredibly powerful. That’s why he loves you.

Mal: I was an idiot wasn’t I. I shouldn’t have tried to change myself when I didn’t need to not when

Jay: he loves you just as you are

Belle: I’m confused what happened

Elsa: like I keep telling you queen mother. She did exactly what I did. What happened to you. You used to be so intelligent and (she spots beast gasping for air on the deck) oh. I see. Never mind

Belle (without humour): hahaha. (More compassionately). Mal dear who is that girl

Elsa: a victim of yours queen mother.

Mal: I hurt her. Over eight years ago I hurt her.

Jay: and she’s been hell bent on destroying her life since

Mal: how do I free Ben.

Elsa: magic works different depending on who wields it. Smashing the shell may not necessarily work like it did with her mother and Ariel. Might be best to use an old fashioned method

Mal: meaning (jay hands her a lipstick) ahhh. But I don’t wear ooooh purple nice

Elsa: you might want to turn around queen mother

Belle: why

Jay: cause your sons gonna get frenched by his girlfriend in front of the entire student body. Still wanna watch?

(Belle promptly turns around)

Jay: didn’t think so

Mal: how do we even know that it’ll work though

Jay: two reasons. A. Uma’s magic is weaker then yours. You can beat her. B. The boy made a stained glass window that essentially says “do with me what you will” and your really second guessing yourself?

Mal: yes

Jay: oh boy. C’mon. I’ll restrain Uma. You kiss him

(This is when “far away” starts up)

#disney descendants #zendaya!mal

[aurulenthuntsman]

-- aurulentHuntsman [AH] 8egan pestering decastichAmazifier [DA] at 17:38 --

AH: Greetings, Kavi! ~}==>

DA: o hey

AH: How are you faring this fine afternoon? ~}==>

DA: lmao uh like ngl im p much blastd

DA: so i mean its a thong

DA: 8thing

DA: wow

DA: charasistic typos

DA: fuckin noice

AH: Hmm???????? ~}==>

AH: It seems a little early in the day for drinking! ~}==>

DA: hey listen

DA: friend

DA: man

DA: len me ur ear

DA: consider this

DA: concept: its night in at least 5 places rn

AH: A fair point... Time is relative! ~}==>

AH: And perhaps that is a social construct that we put too much weight into ~}==>

AH: But traditionally, early drinking is something of a red flag... ~}==>

AH: I beg your pardon if I'm being presumptuous, but is everything alright? ~}==>

DA: uh lol i mean hello no

DA: well yeh but no

DA: idk its complicated

DA: so

DA: shrugmojis

DA: jus think about me like the fun winemom on Facebook

DA: or like those old sitcoms where its funny

DA: and not a issue like yah kids w/e

DA: u n your bottlerockets and blowin up hotdogs in microwaves

DA: i'll go get my xanex and gin

DA: laughtrack

DA: or Karen

DA: you saucy bagel u

DA: fuckin #relatable #classic #same #mood

AH: I see... So, if it's purely recreational, then the fun would only be doubled with company, correct? ~}==>

DA: oh uh....... yah gimme

DA: 45 mins

AH: Certainly! ~}==>

AURYHN: *exactly 45 minutes later, there's a little CLUNK at his window... followed by another a few seconds later.* ~}==>

KAVI: *Shitpissufck now he's gotta... he's gotta... SHOWER. And clean up. He can't be a mess anymore that's enough of that. He got all gross and pathetic on Nellie and he doesn't think he can take looking like a goddamn fool in front of another one of his friends. He quickly got showered and stumbled about his room. Now he only SLIGHTLY smells like vodka. NICE.*

KAVI: *Jumps at the window clunk.... o fuq. He goes to the window and opens it*

AURYHN: *on the ground, waving up at him with a big stupid grin on his face* ~}==>

KAVI: *WOW that's far.... also he's a smiley guy.... lays right against this window sill... Leans and lays, sliding down to chinhands at him..... casually* hhhhhhhhhheeeeeeeeyyyyy *calls while sliding*

AURYHN: ... HELLO, KAVI ~}==>

AURYHN: If you would please stand aside so I can climb in through your window, that would be much appreciated! ~}==>

KAVI: o

KAVI: yah

KAVI: *flumps back.... but at least he didn't see that*

AURYHN: *scurries up the tree like he had the night he slept over until he's swoocing through the window, landing gracefully on the other side.* I've arrived! ~}==>

KAVI: *Stays right here on the floor... WHY? HE DOESN'T KNOW..... but his leg is on the wall*

KAVI: *peace sign* sup

KAVI: hey

KAVI: ur sup

KAVI: is was up

KAVI: for me at least

KAVI: wbu

AURYHN: *stands over him, hands on hips, for a moment... before he drops down next to him with his feet propped against the wall as well.* Oh, you know! Exploring the city and what not ~}==>

KAVI: *Hello mountainous man tiddies, oh, hello the whole Auryhn* o... yeah sounds fun

KAVI: still gogogoin

KAVI: none naps n shit

KAVI: s'not good

AURYHN: *chuckles a little, turning his head towards him* I've managed to find time for sleep in my busy schedule... At your behest ~}==>

KAVI: *grins a lil* hah really? well damn... good yeah

KAVI: that's good, i'm glad you r

AURYHN: It was sound advice! After all... Early to bed, early to rise... Makes a man strong, wealthy and wise ~}==>

AURYHN: *grins cheesily some more, but then looks back up at the ceiling... not without a little side eye, though* I do hope you're exercising similarly healthy habits... ~}==>

KAVI: ............. *Feels the side eyeing and sweats mildly* i mean

KAVI: lol

KAVI: so

KAVI: i can

KAVI: i have some off dayz

KAVI: zzzz

KAVI: ss

AURYHN: Ah ha, so you are having an off day! ~}==>

KAVI: ...... *oh gdi* uhhhh

KAVI: alternattitvely.....

KAVI: what the fuck are on days even???????

AURYHN: Kavi, PLEASE ~}==>

AURYHN: You must know, I don't fuss over others often... ~}==>

AURYHN: I only wish to know if you're alright ~}==>

AURYHN: And if you aren't... then I would like to offer you comfort in whatever way would best help you ~}==>

AURYHN: You're my friend! And a very important one ~}==>

KAVI: *Makes a face... why does everyone have to be so supportive... why can't he just be sad and miserable and he kinda feels like shit for just dancing around it when Auryhn DOES give a shit. Even still it makes him sad to talk about and just the friendfection and the sad feels his face gets a little red.. sighs*

KAVI: *rubs his face up so he doesn't start crying again. So he just.... rubs the tears back in his eyes with his palms. Ace strats* me and.. Den, broke up. guess i'm bein a pissbaby about it idk w/e w/e

AURYHN: *oh... now he feels bad prying so much, but maybe he would have felt bad no matter what kavi said. he only knows this wasn't what he expected to hear, and he gazes at the other boy sympathetically* Oh... I... am sorry to hear that ~}==>

AURYHN: Kavi... It's only natural to feel so hurt over something like that, isn't it? ~}==>

AURYHN: *offers him a hand to hold* I certainly can't blame you ~}==>

KAVI: *Looks at the hand then at Auryhn, his brain still going way faster than his mouth can currently keep up but he looks incredulous? And definitely teary* how can u be so sure? how, how do you know i didn't fuck everything up? i can fuggin blame me easy,

KAVI: gee Kavi, maybe you can't shut the hell up about how goddamn gay you are for p much everyone??

KAVI: or maybe ya try so fuckin hard for the approval of others that you backflip off the fuckin deepend as far as people close to u are concerned

KAVI: oh, oh, here maybe you just plain weren't fuckin good enough to handle anyone on an intimate level because you're too wrapped up in your own shit to connect really?

KAVI: or just that you THINK relationships can fix anything and everything and that's myth goddamn busted because look at you!

KAVI: you can definitely blame me, i can blame me and it's deeper than that and why the fuck does anyone GIVE a shit for a fakeass dumbass when they just DON'T. KNOW. *And he's being hysterical... nice. Good job. Just. Gurgles and puts his hands back over his face, get back in there tears. Maybe it was for the best Auryhn kept seeing him like this. An Ass. His final form* i'm, fuck

KAVI: i'm sorry i, ffffffuugghhhh *gibberish and just rolls over, good bye forever*

AURYHN: *stares at him stunned for a good long moment. he doesn't have that much experience dealing with high emotion coming from other people... but listening to all this, he did understand one thing: how it felt to be critical of yourself, the need to always be impressive, the self preservation... he knew those pressures, even if he always denied them. seeing how they effected someone he cared so deeply

AURYHN: for, it sure put things into perspective for him.* ~}==>

AURYHN: Perhaps I don't know you quite as well as I think I do... As well as I would like to ~}==>

AURYHN: *flexes the hand kavi didn't take, deciding to place it on his shoulder* 8ut I have seen your compassion... When you treat me with kindness, do you mean to say it's out of selfishness? I dou8t that very much ~}==>

AURYHN: If you've made mist8kes, that's all that they are! You are not defined soley 8y your worst moments... Nor are you defined soley 8y your 8est ~}==>

AURYHN: I only mean to say... You should allow yourself this heart8r8k, Kavi ~}==>

KAVI: *While he tries to hide his shame and cry lowkey. super lowkey like... no one would suspect. He listens to Auryhn's words. Quietly sniffing and trying to keep his breathing even. They made sense.... which was good but he also didn't feel like he deserved those kind words. Like he's dropping this plate of Hot Mess(tm) that's his own damn self and no one is backing up with their hands in the air*

KAVI: ....why're u so nice..

AURYHN: *scoffs* You know, not many people would agree that I am... I know that for a F8CT... ~}==>

AURYHN: *sighs* But it is easy to be kind to someone who has been kind to you, I believe ~}==>

KAVI: *that's so.. cheesy but also.. it helps. He loves cheese. Sniffs again and wipes his hands on his shirt, trying to calm down* cheddar... pure... 100% milk gdi, ugh... i'm so gross rn

KAVI: you came here for a good time and now idk ur nice you probably don't feel attacked rn

KAVI: it's like playing the floor is lava and we're laying in this shit right now

KAVI: because we're on the floor

KAVI: no imagination required on that part

AURYHN: *snorts* Then what are we doing on the floor? Allow me to rescue you from a fiery demise! ~}==>

AURYHN: *rolls to sit before scooping up kavi with no real warning* I used to play "the floor is lava" when I was a wriggler ~}==>

AURYHN: And I would pretend to be a wise dragon sentinel in my castle upon a volcanic mountain! ~}==>

AURYHN: Which I later went on to insist upon a hive of my own... Though I could not find a volcano, the snowy Avalon mountains suited me just fine ~}==>

AURYHN: *carries kavi over to his plush pile and sets him down. there. he's safe here.* ~}==>

KAVI: *Oh he got scooped. His face is all red from the crying as he looks up at Auryhn while he talks and walks with him. The story is a cute one, he breathes out a short laugh then looks away. Not now dokis gdi* wow... hah

KAVI: yeah they, they did you good *sniff* that's pretty cute tho

AURYHN: *kneels in front of the pile, grinning at him* A young Auryhn would disagree... It was quite a noble pursuit ~}==>

AURYHN: But present Auryhn has the insight to agree that, yes, it was rather adorable... ~}==>

AURYHN: Also, are you comfortable? ~}==>

KAVI: its cute and noble lol he'd have to deal with it *settles back in all this gd plushness*

KAVI: also

KAVI: hell yes

AURYHN: Excellent! ~}==>

AURYHN: Would you like anything else? A blanket, perhaps? A pair of strong arms to cry into? ~}==>

AURYHN: *FLEXES* ~}==>

KAVI: .....

KAVI: yes

KAVI: *lifts arms*

AURYHN: *here he comes, leaning in for the snuggles. welcome to his STRONG embrace.* ~}==>

KAVI: *This is a nice embrace..... He cuddles into it. Nice.... :'S :') :'S *

AURYHN: *squeezes him close, resting his cheek against his head. the closeness makes his face flare with heat, but... that's hardly appropriate right now! he ignores it as best he can.* There there... ~}==>

KAVI: .....*SNRK*

KAVI: where is my broom?

KAVI: where are my pets

KAVI: i need my awkward distant pets

AURYHN: Your broom???????? I thought you were a wizard, not a witch ~}==>

AURYHN: *LAUGHS. he might not get the Reference, but he thinks he's hilarious...* I can provide you with sincere, close range pets, however ~}==>

AURYHN: *rubs at his back* ~}==>

KAVI: lol i'll take those..... and also i'll show you memes later *snuggles into him*

AURYHN: Memes, hmm? Well, I look forward to it... ~}==>

AURYHN: *rumbles a little in his chest. he tries not to chirr much, but... now seems like a good time to break out the comforting bug sounds.* ~}==>

AURYHN: For now, you relax ~}==>

KAVI: you'll regret it... but we're makin it happen *laughs softly and cuddles up here against these bug noises... he does like him some bug noises...* kk i'll do that

KAVI: you're cozy

KAVI: great cuddlemate

KAVI: a plus plus smiley face

KAVI: and thanks lol

AURYHN: You're welcome, Kavi... You're welcome for my comforting embrace... ~}==>

AURYHN: *gentle snickering, but he's starting to get relaxed enough to nap himself...* ~}==>

#decastichAmazifier #in which you're welcome for my comforting embrace