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jin zixuan » captivation

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hello everyone! here is the second part, as requested by @impossibleme09 to captivation! this is a reader insert so if thats not quite your vibe, i understand~ but if it IS your vibe and you have read the first chapter, i hope you enjoy! and i thank all you kind readers for your patience!

title - captivation word count - 3,004 words paring - jin zixuan/fem!reader tags - THE ANGST (for the most part) IS OVER!! hopefully only lovely tings in this chapter, heartfelt emotions, mutual pining, affair, kinda happy ending

Four weeks.

Four long, lonely, dark, desperate weeks had passed since your sentencing by the Gusu Lan Sect, alongside the remainder of the court.

They had dragged you out, kicking and screaming at the verdict whilst they quite literally began to rip apart your only best friend. You could see the look on Zhao Gang's face, the look in his eyes.

At least now, you knew he would be at peace.

You however, were confined for the rest of your days to stare at four stone walls, and a barred window and doorway being the only access you could never have again to the outside world.

On the third day of the fifth week, which you had conveniently kept track of by using a corroded nail to carve the rustic tallies into the floor, you noticed something peculiar going on outside of your cell window. It was faint, given how quiet it always was down in the prison of the Lanling Jin Sect, but you heard it.

The small sound of rustling paper, following by said parchment falling down onto the floor of your cell. Your cell was partially underground, the window starting at the beginning of the ground and only extending up a few feet, so on occasion trash could come in through the slots in the bars, you didn't pay much mind to it.

However, this parchment seemed different. It was a letter.

With curious eyes, you walked over to it, picking up the letter that was sealed with a gold emblem to keep it shut. You knew that sigil anywhere, it was that of the Lanling Jin Sect. When you turned it over, you saw your name beautifully written on the front of it.

Why would a letter be addressed to you, coming from the very sect you were imprisoned at, be coming through your cell window? Couldn't whatever message may be, not be delivered by word of mouth from a guard?

Regardless, you opened up the letter, not caring for the golden wax infused sigil that was ripped in half as you pulled it apart and began to read.

Cultivator [ Y/L/N ], I do hope this letter finds you in good health -- though I do understand your predicament is less than desirable and for that I do apologize on behalf of the court and my sect.

I was present that day, the day of your sentencing, and while I do agree that your choices of alternate methods of cultivation were a bit of an extreme shock to us and to the cultivation world, I believe you do not deserve a life such as this.

You were in mourning for your companion, and it is with my deepest apologies that you must go through it again. I wish for his soul to be carried to the highest of places, awaiting yours in the future.

I would like to help you, should you so want that. You do not deserve to spend the rest of your life trapped as an animal for one mistake. I will leave you this letter, and return just before daybreak for your answer.

Please think over my offer well, I hope to see you in the morning.

Someone... wanted to help you? Someone saw through your scrutiny you were served by the Sect Leaders... the truth? That you weren't a threat, or had any ill will to harm anyone? There had to be a catch, there had to be something -- who would just willingly help you? Definitely not out of just blind trust.

Your stomach turned throughout the night, not even getting so much as a wink of sleep as your eyes were trained on the window, your evening sludge of dinner forgotten on the floor. As the evening darkness turned to a dark magenta and clementine hue, the morning sun shining through the small window, you raised up to your own two feet to pad toward the window.

You raised up on your tip toes, looking out of the barred hole as you curled your fingers around the cold metal and waited. You waited for what had felt like forever, your eyes heavy from the lack of sleep, and just when you felt like giving up on whatever hope had been brewing in your head over the night, you saw a pair of black hanfu boots, the lining instead of white cotton, was a shimmery silk laced gold.

The robe to match could be mistaken for nothing else than a member of the Lanling Jin Sect and it swayed elegantly even from what you could see. The owner crouched down, and you nearly fainted when you saw who's face it belonged to.

"Y-Young Lord Jin?" You gasped, slipping off of your tip toes as you braced yourself against the stone walls of your prison cell. You must have gone truly mad- did your eyes really deceive you?

A small, barely present smile raised along the corners of his mouth, and you had to blink yourself out of your trance to come to terms with the fact that it truly was him. “I hope I have not troubled you due to my early risings, Cultivator (Y/L/N), I needed to arrive during the changing shifts of the dungeon guards.” He apologized, looking left and right before sitting down on his knees, bracing himself on the bars as he peered down at you.

There was an awkward and tense silence between the two of you -- you watching him, a rosy flush coloring his cheeks as he tried his best to maintain eye contact with you.

“So... did you sleep well?”

“What exactly is it you want from me, Young Lord Jin?”

Time. It was something you had plenty of, but in this current moment the anxiety was eating at you -- the apprehension of not knowing -- and your patience was wearing thin as he tried to skirt around the issue at hand.

Jin Zixuan cleared his throat, shaking his head. “I want nothing of you. I want to help you.” He answered, and alas, there was no tell-tale signs of dishonesty anywhere on him. His fingers couldn’t cross behind his back, as they were curled around the cold metal bars. His eyes didn’t shift side to side, as they were trained on you.

So either Jin Zixuan was a really good liar, or he was truthfully only trying to help.

Which prompted you to the question that had been at the forefront of your mind since the moment you received his letter. “Why?”

His brow furrowed, “because, I believe... you do not deserve to be here. Not trapped in here for the rest of your life as a common criminal-” he began, though you cut him off quickly. “How do you know I’m not? How do you know you can trust me not to abuse your position to get what I want? How do you know I will not, upon my freedom, raise another ghost puppet to do my bidding?!”

“Because of your eyes.”

Well that... truly stunned you. You weren’t sure how to counter that, but you didn’t need to, because he continued on in explanation.

“Your eyes show more emotion than you want. I was raised in a family where all I could do was sit and observe. I learned many things during my years, but one was how to spot someone evil.” He said tersely.

“An evil person, someone truly evil, is someone who could not care less of who gets caught in the crossfire of their wrongdoings. They enjoy the fear they inflict, the pain, the agony... But you,” he pointed towards you with an accusatory finger, though didn’t hold accusatory words, “you do not. Your eyes still have that sparkle of innocence.” He finished, but then added, “it’s quite... captivating, if I do say so myself.”

“Even if what you are saying is true-” you interjected, “how do you expect me to escape this prison? There is only one way in, and only one way out -- and it is through that door right there-” you pointed to the doorway cut out of stone, jailed by more bars.

Jin Zixuan smiled, “I’ve lived here my whole life. I know more ins and outs of this palace than you could imagine.” He pulled something from his outer robe as he stood, tossing down another letter into your hands as he looked around. “The guards have switched -- I will leave you more letters with my plans. Keep them hidden, keep them safe.”

And then he was gone.

Days bled into nights, which morphed into the longest few months you had ever experienced. Having nothing to look at but your prison walls, the food becoming more and more inedible as the time went on; if it weren’t for your lingering hope of escape and your track keeping of each day, you were sure you would have gone mad.

But Jin Zixuan kept to his word. Visiting you every single day at sunrise on the dot, sometimes to simply just sit and talk, or to leave you more letters due to his rush to get done his princely deeds of the day. But in all the days you were stuck there, he had become the highlight of your day.

His smile, while regal and reserved, was always genuine. His voice would tell you stories of what was going on in the real world, stories you’d recall as you drifted to sleep each night. He was always helpful, never condescending... and it finally began to dawn on you that you might actually feel something for the Young Prince of Lanling Jin Sect.

This took a while for you to come to terms with. What if it had been just in your head? To be quite fair, he was the only man you had really had any contact with in... god knows how long. What if it was only your imagination that was making you picture the longing in his stares? Making you picture the somewhat suggestive sentences that hinted at wanting something more than just helping you?

But he was engaged... He had told you this much himself. To a woman who didn’t deserve how dismissive he had been to her as of late. That she was kind and sweet and caring, and deserved a better man to call a husband. It was hard for you to hide your dislike for the matter, to hide your jealousy, even as he expressed that it was only for show to keep the big sect families in harmony.

It was all a lot to process, and at the end of the day you at least knew to be true that you did in fact share some semblance of feelings for Jin Zixuan.

Months passed before the day had come.

The day of your escape.

The change of guards would take longer due to the need for increased protection following the wedding ceremony of the Young Lord Jin Zixuan and his bride to be, Young Lady Jiang. You had only seen her a few times in passing, and only had heard seldom things about her -- but you knew one thing for sure: she definitely was lucky to be able to spend the rest of her life by his side. Something at this point you could only wish for.

A knock sounded from the barred door of your cell, and you lifted your head from the ground where you lay to see a familiar face. Jin Zixuan. He was dressed very well, in red robes as was custom for wedding ceremonies, and it honestly looked quite breathtaking on him.

The robe, which was normally a mix of golds and cream colored fabric, was a vibrant red that made his skin glow that much more than normal, it suited his tone well, and his hair was done up with the most royal braids you had ever seen. He looked amazing, and this was most likely the last image you would ever have of him.

At least it was a charming memory to have.

“Are you ready? We have little time, I’m awaiting for the word to begin the entry to the palace for the ceremony. I figure whilst everyone is busying themselves in the wedding hall... this would be the best time.” Jin Zixuan spoke, and you felt a heavy feeling in your heart. But nonetheless, you nodded. Young Lord Jin was not yours to have, he was already spoken for... but yet you still could see a pain behind his deep brown irises.

Jin Zixuan produced a small key from inside his sleeve, and for the first time since your imprisonment, you saw that cell door open and heard it creak. As you stepped outside, into the prison hall, you saw not a single guard was in sight. With a quick look you both shared together, he took your hand and began to lead you down the hall.

You were thankful for his aid, because even if you had managed to conspire this plan yourself, you would have gotten lost easily in the maze of halls.

After what had seemed like forever, you were stopped by his arm curling around your form to jerk you back between two pillars against a stone wall. His hand came clasped over your mouth to silence any yelps that betrayed you from the surprise, and just as you were about to ask him why he had stopped you, when you heard it.

Guards. The clink of their swords. The sound of them talking. You heard at least two to your left, and even more to your right. You looked up at Jin Zixuan with a look of fear -- not for you, but for him. What would happen to him if he was caught helping a fugitive? A criminal?

He didn’t seem to share that same look of fear though, because he reached above him to pull a small pin from what looked like an embedding in the wall, and just like that, the wall behind you disappeared, only to be realigned in place soundlessly.

It had taken you nearly off your feet, if it hadn’t been for the Young Prince’s grip on your waist holding you steady. As darkness encased the both of you, the only light allotted a few torches along the tunnel that lay before you, you felt him move before a rustling of fabric sounded, a dark blue robe being held out to you.

“The less suspicious you seem when you get to the outside world, the better.” He explained, and after the robe was passed to your hands he turned around to politely allow you to change.

You quickly made work of your outer robe, ignoring the blush coloring your cheeks that you were thankful was hardly noticeable in the lighting, slipping on the disguise and making sure it was secure before clearing your throat. “I am finished, Young Lord Jin.” You said solemnly, your head downcast as he turned back around.

He nervously shuffled in place, holding a hand out to you. “Shall we?” He ushered, and you took it gingerly, feeling his warm, big hand, engulf your smaller, colder one as the two of you began to sprint down the tunnel.

You were beginning to run out of breath, panting as you tried your best to keep up with him; but the fact of the matter was you had been confined to a dungeon prison cell for nearly a year in preparation for your escape, you weren’t in the best shape to run this way.

But it wasn’t endless, because at the end of the tunnel was a wall. Jin Zixuan reached up, grabbing onto a small string as he passed it to you.

“If you pull this string, it will remove the pin above your head. The wall will shift open, just enough for you to sneak past... If you continue down the tunnel, it will let you out just outside of the city.” He said, his face alight with the torches next to him. He seemed... nervous, but not because of the big risk he was taking by busting you out.

“I know our time is almost up... but may I please be frank with you if only for a moment, Cultivator (Y/N)?” Your eyes were hopeful as you looked up at him, “of course.”

“We have spent quite a lot of time together over the months, and while I know it is very much frowned upon given our social statuses as well as my pre-arranged betrothal-”

“Young Lord Jin, please, do not hold back what it is you wish to say.” You cut him off, the anticipation nearly killing you.

He looked down at his hands clasped before him. “I... I have begun to grow a liking to you. An attachment I know is not socially acceptable. Once I become Ruler of the Lanling Jin Sect, your crimes would become nothing more than memory -- but that isn’t for a long, long time-“ He was rambling again, and you reached out a hand to steady his own.

You couldn’t quell the joy in your heart as you asked, “would you wait that long? Would you wait long enough til you were crowned leader to see me again?“ You inquired, and he blinked for a moment, before a big smile broke across his face. “I would.“

With all the courage you could muster, all things considered, you leaned up and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips. They were soft and pillow-like, and he chased your own lips even as you pulled away, unable to hide your happiness and fondness as you pulled on the string.

“Then I suppose our worries of never seeing each other again are nothing to be thought of then, don’t you, Jin Zixuan?”

And just like that, you were running out to your freedom, chasing the future where you could walk in the sun with Jin Zixuan.

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if-the-crown-fits-translate-it · 3 years

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Discord pt 50

[Date: 25/02, 6.59 PM - 25/02, 07.51 PM GMT]

[‘Puppet’ from the Ib OST is playing in the VC.]

fetch: “:)”

Prince: “Oh! Crown said this was a good song! He says it reminds him of being a kid again! Don't you guys think so?

:)”

fetch: “YOU RE R I GHT PR INCE ! TH IS JS A VE R Y G OOD S ONG .” [You’re right Prince! This is a very good song.]

Prince: “I like it! It makes me feel all happy inside :)”

fetch: “TH OUG H ITS A L ITT LE F AST ER TH AN WH AT I U SUALL Y L IS TE N TO . N IG HT COR E HA AHA AHA .” [Though it’s a little faster than what I usually listen to. Nightcore haahaaha.]

Prince: “It is a little fast, but it's very nice :D”

Prince: “It makes me kinda sleepy :) How about you, fetch? :)”

fetch: “I GU ESS A L I TT LE HA HAA . B UT I GOT PL ENTY OF SL EE P LAS T N IGH T!” [I guess a little hahaa. But I got plenty of sleep last night!]

IM SO ENE ER GIZED AND R E ADY FO R THE D A Y” [I’m so energized and ready for the day]

donti: “Isn’t too much sleep a little bad for someone?”

Prince: “I don't think so :) It's nice to sleep. You don't have to think about all the things that might be stressing you out :)”

fetch: “I AG REE PR INC E . SL EE P IS NNI CE B UT D OGS CA NT S LE EP ALL D A Y ! THAT S A CAT TH ING TO DO L OL” [I agree, Prince. Sleep is nice but dogs can’t sleep all day! That’s a cat thing to do lol]

[‘No One in Sight’ from the Ib OST starts playing on loop]

fetch: “N OT AS G OOD AS THE LA ST ONE B UT S TILL A BOP” [Not as good as the last one but still a bop]

Prince: “Oh! This one is nice, too! Relaxing, like you’re outside listening to the breeze~”

Prince: “I can put on the other one again! :D”

[fetch: “ HM . TH ANF YOU PR INCE BU T I LIKE VA RIE TY SOM E TIME S :)” [Hm. Thank you, Prince, but I like variety sometimes]]

Prince: “Oh, ok :)”

fetch: “IM H APP Y TO SEE C R OWN ANS W E RIN G T H IN GS! YO U M UST BE H APPY T O O” [I’m happy to see Crown answering things! You must be happy too]

[donti: How had your day been so far Prince, while you’re here? This music really gets me in a convering mood.]

Prince: “It's been great! everything is fine :)“

fetch: “TH AT S GOO D :D” [That’s good :D]

[donti: Thats nice to know! How’s everyone in the court doing?”]

Prince: “Everyone is doing well :D i miss Knight, though... He hasn't been around in a while.”

fetch: “AW SADGE D: I H OPE Y OU F IND Y OUR KN IG HT BUD D Y SOON !” [Aw Sadge D: I hope you find your Knight buddy soon!]

[donti: Oh no! did something happen? Do you know where he is?

Prince: “No... He just... Went away one day... Crown said he'll find him for us and bring him home again, though, so it's ok! :)“

fetch: “AW HA HA HA H OW N ICE OF. H IM :) :) :)” [Aw hahaha how nice of. him]

[‘BGM008′ from the Ib OST starts playing]

[Povas: “Where did you last see knight?”]

Prince: “Um...Here, I think :)”

fetch: “O H G OOD SON G [Oh good song]

TH IS MAK ES THE FUN NY PIA NO T INK Y NOIS E” [This makes the funny piano tinky noise]

Prince: “I like the tinky noise too! :D”

Povas: “Why is it giving me a sense of dread?”

fetch: “I DK WHA T YOU M EAN BY D R EAD :/ ? IT S OUND S F INE TO M E !” [Idk what you mean by dread :/? It sounds fine to me!]

Prince: “Yeah! I think it's lovely! :)”

Povas: “It might just be me”

fetch: “PR OBAB LY Y OU LOL :D” [Probably you lol :D]

[donti: “Hm, change of music aside, whatcha been up to?”]

Prince: “Not much has been happening :) I just like to listen to music here. You can't be sad if there's nothing to make you upset, you know? :)”

[fetch [responding to donti]: “WH O ME ? OR PR INC E ?” [Who, me? Or Prince?]

donti: “Either or! I care about both of you :D”

fetch: “OH IM D OI NG GR E AT :D APP A RE NT LY M I SS E D D INN E R LA S T N IGHT SO M ONA (G OOD GO OD F RIEND MO NA) L EFT OUT A BR EA KF AS T FOR M E TO M UN CH WHI LE SHE WE NT TO W O RK” [Oh I’m doing great :D Apparently missed dinner last night so Mona (good good friend Mona) left out a breakfast for me to munch while she went to work]

[fetch: “HAV E BEEN VE RY TH IRST Y SO D RINK ING W AT ER” [Have been very thirsty so drinking water]]

Prince: “That's good! Drink plenty of water and eat plenty of food and get plenty of sleep! Crown would want you at your best :D”

fetch: “Y E AH :) TO AST WITH RO SE PET AL J AM M M AND GO OD C E R EAL” [Yeah :) toast with rose petal jammm and good cereal]

[‘The Little Doll's Dream’ from the Ib OST starts playing]

fetch: “OO OO O GUITAR R R [ooooo guitarrr]

I LI KE GU IT AR” [I like guitar]

[donti: Prince, you have a very wide range of music in here! Where did you find so many songs?”]

Prince: “Oh, i just like to listen to a lot of things! These songs are from a game called Ib! You should play it :)“

[fetch: “IT I S A VER Y F UN G AME ! GARRY IS MY F AVOR I TE CH AR ACTER” [It is a very fun game! Garry is my favorite character]]

Prince: “Garry is my favorite, too! he's so nice! :D”

Bea (she/her): “I've heard of that game before. What's it about?”

[fetch: “A G IRL GO ES TO AN A RT ME USE UM AND THE N SHI T GE TS F UCKED LOL PAI NTINS COM E TO L IFE N S H JT” [A girl goes to an art museum and then shit gets fucked lol]]

Prince: “I guess... But i'd describe it a little differently...”

[”Inquiry” from the Ib OST starts playing]

fetch: “I M EAN AIN T THAT WH AT HAP PENS LOL” [I mean ain’t that what happens lol]

Prince: “A girl named Ib goes to an art exhibit and ends up in finding herself inside a painting! She meets a nice man named Garry and they have to make their way out together! There's lots of different endings and lots of puzzles! :)”

fetch: “MY DE S C RI PT ION W AS BE T TER LOL” [My description was better lol]

donti: “Oh! So its not a horror game?”

Prince: “It can be a little scary sometimes, but it's not terrible :)”

fetch: “ANYW AY NIC E B OPS IM GONNA GO EA T THE R ES T OF THE ROSE PETAL JAM :) Y UM BY E G UYS DONT FOR GET TO AS K CR OW N TH IN GS” [Anyway nice bops I’m gonna go eat the rest of the Rose Petal Jam :) Yum bye guys don’t forget to ask Crown things]

[donti: Alright! What other games do you play?]

Prince: “Lots of games! I like Skyrim, Overwatch, Undertale and Minecraft the most, though! :D”

[donti: “thats awesome! I like Minecraft too! I also play Pokemon and some rhythm games :D”]

Prince: “Ooh, what's your favorite Pokemon? i like Mimikyu and Ditto the most! :)”

donti: “Gengar and Joltik! the Mareep line is also pretty cool!”

Prince: “Oh, I have to get going! Crown's asking to see me :)

Bye bye! :D”

#by:prince #on:discord #by:fetch #if the crown fits

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rzngokukyo · 4 years

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hi! i love your blog!! sorry if you're busy 👉👈 but could i make a request where mitsuri finds a girl (like 4 years younger when she became a pillar after a few months) and makes her a tsuguko and introduces her to the other pillars, then after a few years they developed feelings and haven't seen each other in so long bc of missions? reader also gets taller than mitsuri bc that would be so cute 🥺 thank you and have a good day!! ❤️❤️

WLW CONTENT THATS WHAT I LIKE TO SEE BABEY!!!

You were absolutely filthy, covered in head to toe with bruises, blood, sweat and dirt. It was late at night as you were on your way home from a mission, a demon had caught you off guard.

“Tch!” you clicked your tonuge and ran, you were in no postion to defend yourself at the moment. You needed an opening.

Wildly looking everywhere you spotted an opening between some trees. ‘ Looks like an open field might be there.’ You thought to yourself. Making a sharp turn, you ran towards it. The demon that was chasing had suddenly sped up, noticing you were looking for a better stance.

Turning your head to gauge where the demon was, you didn’t expect it to be right on top of you. “ Fuck!” You yelled out as the monstrous creature toppled you over. It had one hand on your neck and the other high in the air, about to strike at your throat.

“Breath of Love: First Form!” Your eyes went wide as you spotted a blur of pink above the demon. “Shivers of Love!”

Everything moved in slow motion. You watched as the pink haired woman sliced the demons neck, its head rolling onto the ground a few feet away.

The woman knelt beside you, “Excuse me, are you alright? That demon looked like it could crush you!” You adjusted yourself, taking a good look at the person beside you. She had long pink braids with green tips, an S shaped sword. A light blush crept across your face as you looked her up and down. She was gorgeous.

“Y-yes. Thank you for helping me.” You tried to stand up but your right leg gave out. You yelped in pain and expected to hit the ground, but you opened your eyes as she caught you, letting your weak side rest against her frame.

“Woah now, don’t push yourself. I’ll help you to the nearest safe spot.”

The both of you walked together, wondering down a nearby path.

“Um, I never caught your name, are you with the Corps?”

“Yes!” She turned to look at you, excitment in her eyes. “ I’m Kanroji Mitsuri, the love pillar. Bice to meet you!”

Holy Shit, a pillar

“I’m y/n.. thank you again for taking the time to help.” You muttered, completely embarrassed a pillar of all people came to your rescue.

Once you reached the bottom of the path, you noticed a cabin there. Mitsuri knocked on the door and you were greeted by an older couple. “Don’t worry y/n, this is a safe place for the corps. We can rest here until morning.”

WE?

You felt your face get hot and felt a but nervous spending the night with a pillar but you didn’t protest, you were in some serious pain.

The older couple showed you both to a room but pulled you aside first, attending to your wounds. Not noticing her, Mitsuri watched from the doorway, making sure you would be completely okay.

You changed into new sleepwear as your uniforms got washed. Mitsuri laid out some sleeping bags while you two waited for food.

“It must be awkward sharing a room for the night with someone you don’t know.” She said out of nowhere. “I didn’t want to just leave you here after seeing your injuries, it’s always nice to have someone around ya know?”

You nodded in agreement. “It’s not that awkward I promise, it’s just a bit.. weird considering you’re a pillar.” Mitsuri tilted her head. “I-I mean not that it bothers me it’s just, you’re so much better than I am. Wouldn’t you rather just move on to your next place?” You placed a hand on the back of your neck and laughed nervously. Words were not your forte.

“I don’t think ranks mean anything once you’re done fighting for the night.”

The older woman brought in the food. There was a lot, bowls of rice and meat. Some soup sides, drinks. Your eyes widened at all of it. Mitsuri laughed.

“Eat whatever you like, I have a big appetite so there’ll be plenty more coming!” She dug right in and stuffed her face.

You couldn’t help but laugh, she was a messy eater.

Again she tilted her head. “Whsv fubbg?” She asked with her mouth full.

You laughed again and wiped her cheek. “You’ve got soy sauce all over yourself!”

“Mowe dow latef!”

There was a small pause followed by a burst of laughter from the both of you.

After dinner was done and you both settled into your sleeping bags there was another long pause.

“Hey y/n.. earlier you said I was better than you. What did you mean by that? Are you not comfortable in your swordsmanship?”

“Aha..” you turned away from Mitsuri. “I’ve been doubting myself a lot lately, I think I’m uncomfortable with the form I chose and want to switch but that means finding someone who’s willing to teach me.”

“Why don’t you become my tsuguko? I can teach you the Love Breath!”

You laid there stunned. “A-are you sure?”

“Of course! I’ve always wanted to pass down my knowledge!”

From then on, when Mitsuri wasn’t on a long pillar mission. You spent day in and day out training, making your body unlearn everything to make room for something new.

One day she introduced you to the other pillars. There was a huge dinner after a meeting and you got to meet another tsuguko. Her name was Kanao, she was really quiet but super nice.

As time went on the sessions lasted longer but were less frequent. Mitsuri was called out more often and suddenly so were you.

Days turned to weeks turned to a few months before you realized you hadn’t seen her. You could feel your heart hurting as you realized this was a new reality. As another month passed by without much contact with her you realized you had feelings for her. It pained you to be away from her for so long, you didn’t want to forget what she looked like,what she smelled like. You missed everything about her.

Waking up one morning you received a letter Mitsuri would be coming back go rest for a while at her home in the corps headquarters. You practically sprinted back to headquarters after your latest mission was complete. On the way to her home you stopped and picked up some ingredients to cook for her.

Outside her door you could see her crow taking a nap in the windowsill, her clothes were washed and hanging nearby to dry.

Suddenly your heart started to pound, you got nervous, palms starting to sweat. What if she doesn’t feel the same way about you? What if she found someone while out?

Before more questions can race through your mind, the door in front of you opened.

“Y/n!!” Mitsuri jumped onto you, diving face first onto your chest.

“Kanroji-san!” You wrapped your arms around her, pulling her in closer. “I’ve missed you so much.”

She rested her chin on your chest and looked up, causing you to look away blushing. “I’ve missed you too! Let’s go inside and catch up.” She looked you up and down. “It seems I’ve missed a lot seeing how much you’ve grown.”

She took your hand and pulled you inside, taking the ingredients off you and placing them on a nearby table. You walked into her kitchen, already familar with the layout of her home and started to boil water for tea.

Mitsuri placed some pillows and blankets on the floor, making lots of space for the two of you to sit and talk.

You sat down across from her, watching her every move.

“Y/n how tall are you now?” She raised an eyebrow.

“I think I’m 171cm now, it’s been a while since I’ve measured myself.” You laughed softly.

“You grew 4 inches in only a few months! Who’s been feeding you?” She grabbed onto your arm, feeling the upper muscles. “And your arms are so much more defined now! Oh geez I missed out on so much.”

Her voice seemed sad, you tried to look for answers in her eyes but she looked happy.

“I’ve only been taking care of myself, I did everything you’ve taught me. You have yourself to thank for how I turned out.” You patted her head.

A faint blush spread across the pillar’s face and she looked away. “Well I just want to make sure you’re doing okay without me, ya know? I.. care about you, a lot.”

Your body froze, you could feel the nervousness from before climb its way back through your body. Maybe you should tell her how you feel? Is now a good time?

The kettle screeching inturrupted your thoughts. “I’ll get it!” Mitsuri scrambled to get up.

“No no, you rest. I’ve got it.” You also got up, Mitsuri was too stubborn to say no so you both headed into the kitchen.

You both reached for the kettle at the same time, hands brushing against each others.

“U-uh I’ll get the cups.” You managed to squeak out before turning away quickly. You cupped your hands on your face and could feel the heat from your cheeks.

“Y/n? You okay?”

“Mhmm. Fine. I’m totally fine.”

You could feel Mitsuri press her hand on your back, “Why don’t we go sit down again, we’ll be more comfortable that way.” You trailed behind her as she led you back into her living room area.

She gently placed the kettle on a cloth after pouring you both a cup.

“So, meet anyone interesting while gone?” You asked, taking a sip.

“Hmm not really, I couldn’t stop thinking about you most of the time so it was hard meeting new people.”

You nearly spat out your tea.

“Uh huh.” You coughed, eyes watering a little. “Same here I uh guess. I was sad we couldn’t write each other more.”

“Me too! I found it hard having time to write, by the time I had a chance to sit down, I needed to use that time to recover.”

You both laughed a little.

“I missed having our sessions everyday. Even though I’m sure you want to rest, I hope you’ll watch over me the next couple days.” You smiled at her.

“Rest? Maybe a day or two but I want to spend all this time helping the both of us get better! It’ll be fun” she grabes your hands and held them.” I miss spending time with you, y/n. If I’m honest with myself.. I think I just miss you as a whole.”

That’s it, your entire face went red as you sat there speechless. “I-I umm,”

“It’s okay if you don’t feel the same! I just felt dishonest not telling you how I felt.” She squeezed your hands.

You looked at her eyes and could telk she wanted to say this for a while now. You pulled her a little closer, “Kanroji-san I feel the same way. Everyday we were apart I thought about only you, I missed the nights we’d train so hard we were too sore to make it back inside so we slept under the stars. I missed cooking with you, I missed you.”

“Oh y/n!!” She lept into your lap unexpectedly causing you to fall backwards. “ I love you!”

You both laughed as you held onto her. “I love you!” You said back, cupping her face and kissing her nose.

You both laid there all afternoon, letting your tea go cold. After a while Mitsuri fell asleep on your chest, one hand around you, the other tangled in your hair.

You kissed the top of her forehead and closed your eyes, waiting for tomorrow to come.

Sorry for any spelling errors, I had to type this on my phone.

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When the Ground Shifts Beneath You || Part 4

Kai is there for Jenevieve when she first wakes up in the hospital

This takes place on 09/09/20

@harringtcnx

(it’s long but each blurb is pretty small)

Jenevieve

Jenevieve had been through hours of surgery and was still not fully back with it. After she got out of surgery she slept for a couple hours. She woke up a few times briefly as the nurses came in and out, then she was still really high off the drugs they gave her. Finally Jene opened her eyes and was not nearly as doped up. Jene looked over to see Kai. Jene reaches over and took his hand in hers. “What are you doing here?”

Kai

Kai looked over at her, he’d been sitting there for a few hours waiting for the girl to wake up. “i heard you were in here...i wanted to make sure you were alright.” he told her softly before shrugging his shoulders. “figured i’d wait for you to wake up.”

Jenevieve

Jenevieve smiled softly. “I’m glad you are here.” She said turning over on her side slowly as she was in a lot of pain. “I’m okay. Just... I’ve been better.”

Kai

“i was hoping for that reaction.” kai said as he offered her a smile. “if it helps, you look as beautiful as you always do. all you can do that now is get better again.”

Jenevieve

Jene nodded. It warmed her heart that he waited for her to wake up and came as soon as he heard. “Kai, that’s flattering but I look pale and sick and like I almost just died because that’s what just happened.”

Kai

“at first you were pale, the color’s starting to come back now..you still look like you.” he told her softly. “what happened?”

Jenevieve

“Before I got here I was blue so I guess that’s an improvement.” Jene always had blue tinted skin because of her heart condition. “You just can’t say anything” she trailed off. “The last thing I really remember is going with my dad... I replaced JP.”

Kai

he nodded his head, “now you’re going to continue to improve, alright?” he told her, hopefully enough to convince her. “i won’t...” he trailed off as he looked at her. “you — what? jene...why did you go with him?”

Jenevieve

"Hopefully." This whole experience really scared her. She usually wasn't all that scared with being on the hospital before but this time really got to her. "I didn't know... I didn't have a choice really. I got called down to the deans and when I saw him I tried to make a run for it but he grabbed me. I didn't know that was going to happen..." She said as a few tears fell. "You aren't going to leave right?"

Kai

“it’s going to happen.” he told her softly, slowly reaching out to grab her hand. he looked up at her as she continued to explain what was going on, “hey...it’s not your fault. did you tell anyone here that it was your dad? maybe they can help?” he questioned as he wiped the tears from her face. “i’m not going to leave you.”

Jenevieve

Jenevieve gave his hand a squeeze. "I'm not telling anyone about it till I walk to Juliet. She was in here earlier why I was napping, I think she just needed a break or maybe to talk to my mom or something." Jene said as a shrug. "good." She smiled. "So, how are you enjoying france so far?"

Kai

kai looked at her and nodded his head. "i think that's fair, talk it out first before you do anything but i don't think he should be allowed to see you anymore, it's not worth you almost dying." he said with a sigh before offering her a smile. "i'm getting to see you so i'm doing just fine, there's plenty of time to see it later."

Jenevieve

Jenevieve nodded. "We will figure it out." She said with a nod. "I don't want to see him, ever again. But I also don't want them to see them either." She said biting her lip. "I bet you would rather be anywhere else but here, you can go if you want."

Kai

"none of you should have to see him, especially after this." he told her softly. "jene, i want to be here. i've been waiting hours just for you to wake up." he continued before laughing a little. "don't worry."

Jenevieve

"I really want him to disappear forever." She said as she wiped away some tears. "are you sure?" She questioned. "I feel like this is a terrible start to a good trip..."

Kai

"he should, for now at least you're in france and he isn't here." kai told her softly. "yeah i'm sure, i'm not going anywhere." he let out a sigh and looked at her. "is there anything i can do to make it better?"

Jenevieve

"Kai.... he's in france." She said looking away from him. "I don't know if he left yet but he was just here, this just happened..." She said biting her lip. "Um... could you come over here and lay with me..." She said with a frown.

Kai

“he’s what?” kai questioned, running a hand through his hair. “he followed you all the way here?” he continued before nodding his head. “yeah, of course.”

Jenevieve

"I think he got here before we did...." She trailed off. "asshole." She said thinking of her father. Jene scooted over to make room for kai

Kai

“i’m sorry jene...he’s an asshole.” kai said with a sigh before getting up from his chair and laying down beside her. this was different from the last few times they’ve seen each other, he’d never been this close to her before.

Jenevieve

Jene nodded. "Yeah he is." She mumbled. Jene still didn't really know the full extent of what really just happened and that scared her the most. Jene rested her head on his shoulder and curled up next to him. Usually it was JP with her when she was in the hospital, she liked having the feeling of someone there with her. She pressed her eyes closed. "T-thanks.."

Kai

he hated that she had to go through all of this continuously — maybe now things would be able to change. kai wrapped his arms around her, slowly rubbing her back. “anytime...”

Jenevieve

There was a feeling of protection that washed over her and she really loved it, feeling safe especially after what just happened. "Did you eat? you have been here a while?"

Kai

“i had a little bit if food earlier, i’ve only been here a few hours. are you hungry?” he asked as he looked down at her.

Jenevieve

"Okay good." She said with a nod, she wanted to make sure he was all good. "Me? No." She said simply. "I can never eat after surgery." She said using that as an excuse.

Kai

“don’t worry about me.” he told her softly, continuing to rub her back. “are you sure?” he questioned. “you’ve never really hungry, are you?”

Jenevieve

“I will always worry about you.” She said softly. “Yeah I’m sure.” She said with a nod. “What are you saying?”

Kai

“i can take care of myself, let me worry about you.” he told her softly. “i don’t think i’ve ever seen you eat before.”

Jenevieve

“I know, but I still care.” She said with a shrug. “You must have at some point.... I just don’t like eating in front of people.”

Kai

"you can still care about me." kai said with a laugh before shaking his head. "no you never have, not even the popcorn." he teased. "you're not comfortable eating?"

Jenevieve

“Worrying is part of caring.” She pointed out. “Just not in front of people. I’ve just been this way for a while.”

Kai

"you're right." he smiled at her. "not even in front of me?"

Jenevieve

Jene shook her head. “Nope, no one. Not even JP or Juliet. Not axel anymore.” She shrugged. “I mean, I just don’t want to be judged while eating”

Kai

"who's going to judge you while you eat?" kai asked her softly. "i don't think either jp or juliet would do that to you."

Jenevieve

"I don't know, I was like 14 when this all started, you know, 14 year olds are self conscious." She pointed out. "It just grew from there and its just a comfort thing now. My therapist says it has to do with my anxiety." That wasn't a complete lie, thats what it did start out as, but now she just had an eating disorder. "Can we talk about something else."

Kai

kai nodded his head, "yeah that makes sense..." he trailed off and nodded again. "yeah, we can talk about whatever you want."

Jenevieve |

Jenevieve shrugged. "Something happy would be nice. I hate hospitals"

Kai

"should we talk about france?" he asked with a smile.

Jenevieve

Jene nodded. "Maybe we could make some plans? I want to go to paris."

Kai

"yeah we can make some plans. what do you want to see in paris?" he questioned softly.(edited)

Jenevieve

Jene thought for a moment, thinking of what she wanted to do. "Maybe see the eiffel tower. And go to Paris fashion week in the end of september."

Kai

"we'll go see the eiffel tower then. are you planning to get more shoes at fasion week?" he teased. "you might deserve a few more pairs."

Jenevieve

"I'd relly like that." She said holding him. "Of course. I on;y brought 30 pairs of shoes so I could buy at least 10 pairs in each location. Would I really be me if I didn't buy shoes everywhere I go?" She said with a laugh.

Kai

he smiled and kissed the top of her head. "only 30 and you're going to add 10 more pairs at each place? are you going to wear all of those shoes?" he questioned with a laugh.

Jenevieve

Jenevieve blushed when he kissed the top of her head. "There is a perfect show for each outfit. And sometimes I do a shoe change depending on the day. Best part is, they are all heels." She said with a laugh. "I'm 5 foot. I identify with heels."

Kai

"you wear multiple pairs of shoes a day?" he asked with a laugh. "i don't think i've ever met someone do that before." he continued, laughing harder. "you trying to be taller around me?"

Jenevieve

"Well sometimes the day calls for an outfit change too." She pointed out. "I got nice heels, daily heels, wedges for when my feet hurt and stuff like that." She explained. "How else am I supposed to reach you."

Kai

"i've never met anyone else that needs a mid outfit change." he smiled at her, he liked that she was different. "shoes for every occasion, got it." he teased. "well laying down like this you don't need them..."September 10, 2020

Jenevieve

"Kai, I'm a fashionista. I need to keep on top and look perfect all the time." She said with a laugh. "Well, they took my shoes and gave me these ugly socks with the floor grippies on them, you know, for the old people. So I guess I don't need them, but I feel weird without them."

Kai

"you look good no matter what, you choose to have a million shoes." he teased, laughing along with her. "yes the grip socks so you don't slip on the floor if you get up." he offered her a smile, "you've earned a nice break."

Jenevieve

"You are lying. This is probably the first time you are seeing me without make up." She said burring her face into his shoulder. "I could use a pair of heels to dress up this hospital gown." She pointed out. "I feel naked without heels, well besides this half dress I am pretty naked so there is that.

Kai

"i'm not lying. you have no make up and you look great." he told her with a smile. "a pair of shoes to lay in bed? you would say something like that." he teased, laughing a bit before letting out his joke. "see you say things like that and now i have to try to not picture you naked."

Jenevieve

"Make up just makes me look better." She said with a smile. It gave her. "I only take them off to sleep, but sometimes I fall asleep and wake up with them on." She said with a chuckle. "Really Kai?" She said with a laugh. "Get your mind out of the gutter."

Kai

"maybe but it adds to the beauty you've already got." he smiled at her. "how can you fall asleep with shoes on your feet still?" he teased, shaking his head as he looked at her. "i'm kidding." he laughed. "my mind is good, you're the one who brought up being naked."

Jenevieve

“Whatever you say.” She said as she pulled away to look up at him, her eyes meeting his. “Because I’m crazy and sometimes I pass out fully dressed.” She said with a smile. “Well I said I feel naked. I’m wearing a hospital gown” she said shaking her head. “Oh my god, stop picturing me naked you weirdo.”

Kai

“that’s a step in the right direction.” he teased, shaking his head at her confession about falling asleep wearing her shoes. “my shoes come off as soon as i enter my room, maybe you should be doing the same.” he smiled at her. “i’m sorry you’re stuck in just hospital gown.” he looks at her. “you’ve already put the picture in my head.”

Jenevieve

"It doesn't happen often, but it has happened before." She said with a laugh. "I'll give my feet a break and take my shoes off when I get into my room for a little." She said with a smile. "Ehhh, I'm use to it. With my conditions, I've been in the hospital my whole life for different things, different surgerys." She shrugged, she got sick of being in the hospital though, but she was in them much more frequently when she was growing up. "sorry. I didn't mean to."September 11, 2020

Kai

he laughed as she spoke, “it makes for a funny story at least.” he told her. “a break will be nice, at least if you take them off when you enter you’re room you’re less likely to fall asleep like that.” he teased her. “yeah that’s with your conditions though...this is different.” he sighed, even if she was telling the truth that didn’t make the situation any better. “i’ll forgive you.” he continued, offering her a smile.

Jenevieve

Jenevieve nodded, "That is true. I'm pretty boring so I need a few good funny stories." She pointed out. "Well, not really. I'm still here because of my heart... but I don't really want to get into that." She said, looking away from Kai. "You better forgive me. I can't have you all mad at me, you are like, the only person I have left."

Kai

kai looked at her and shook his head, "i don't think you're boring." he told her, shrugging his shoulders as he spoke. "you don't have to tell me anything you're not ready to or something you might just not want to." he continued moving his hand along her back in attempt to comfort her. "don't worry, you're forgiven jene."

Jenevieve

"You don't? Compared to Juliet I am boring." She said with a shrug. "I just don't want to think about it right now. I trust you." She said with a smile. "I turst you a lot, really."

Kai

"i wouldn't compare the two of you, you're too different." he responded with a shrug. "we don't have to, we'll talk about something else." he said offering her a smile. "i'm glad you do."

Jenevieve

"I feel like everyone does though." Jene liked his hand rubbing her back, it felt nice. "Are you excited for college?" She questioned. "Who is your new roommate?" She added on. "Me too, Kai."

Kai

“i’m not everyone else.” he explained. “hopefully it’s different from the dramas of high school.” he let out a laugh as he looked at her. “i’m excited for a new chapter in my life.” he continued before thinking for a moment about his roommate. “alfie...i haven’t met him yet.” he told her, smiling softly before slowly inching her face closer to hers.

Jenevieve

"No, you are not. You are better." She said with a soft smile as she closed her eyes. "That would be nice. I hate all this drama shit. I liked my life better when I was invisible in this school." she said as she opened her eyes back up. "Any plans for this new chapter?" She questioned. She hoped to start off new. "I don't know who that is either, I got rid of Savannah finally. I got Balo? Whoever that is." She said as she looked into his eyesSeptember 12, 2020

Kai

“i try to be.” he teased, smiling softly at her. “i’m hoping college keeps it away, but you never know at luxor.” he told her before shrugging his shoulders. “less studying, more exploring a place i’ve never seen but still managing to pass my classes.” he laughed, knowing he wanted to do more in his life. “what’s wrong with savannah? i guess you’ll meet her soon enough.”September 13, 2020

Jenevieve

"Luxor is a cesspool of drama" Jenevieve pointed out. "I can't wait to be hammered with questions about this. They have been relentless with break up questions." She said rolling her eyes. "Well you have a genius by your side, I'll always help you with school work." She pointed out. "Me and her did not make ideal roommates."

Kai

“you’re telling me, i’ve been trying to get rid of it.” kai said, nodding his head. “you don’t have to answer any of them, especially if you don’t want to.” he said before offering her a smile. “i can handle my classes, but i’m glad to have you by my side.” he nodded his head. “why’s that?”

Jenevieve

"it doesn't go away. The only way is to cut yourself off from anyone and let everyone forget you even existed, which is harder than you think, obviously. "Yeah. I know. Thats what I've been doing honestly." She said with a shrug. "I'll always be by yourside." She said inching her face closer to his. "We just weren't the best of friends."

Kai

“you don’t need to cut everyone off, you just have to make sure you don’t let them get to you.” he told her softly. “it’s none of their business.” he said, placing his hand on her cheek, the other still rubbing her back. “i’m glad you’re not going anywhere.” he continued, inching his face closer. “it happens, maybe you’ll have a good fresh start.”(edited)

Jenevieve

"Everything gets to me." She said with a sign. "I got to have tougher skin I guess." She mumbled as she looked up at him. "I'm glad too." She said with a nod, they were pretty close now and she could feel them butterflies inside. "I like a fresh start."

Kai

“you have to brush it off your shoulders.” he told her softly. “you’ll get used to it, don’t worry.” he smiled at her, brushing his lips against hers. “you can have anything you want.”

Jenevieve

Jenevieve nodded. "Yeah, I can brush it off." She said. her heart skipped a beat as their lips ever so lightly touched. "I don't know what I want."

Kai

kai smiled, “i’ll be here.” he told her softly, “you have time to figure it out.” he continued before softly kissing her lips.

Jenevieve

Jenevieve nodded at his words. It felt nice to have someone to lean on, especially right now. Jenevieve reached her hand p and placed it on his cheek as she kissed him back

Kai

kai smiled her, gently stroking her cheek with his thumb before slightly deepening the kiss between them.

Jenevieve

Jenevieve pulled away after a moment. "Wha-what was that for?" She asked, unable to hide her smile

Kai

kai smiled as he looked at her, "i've been wanting to do that for a while."

Jenevieve

Jene but her lip. “I’m sorry I made you wait so long.”

Kai

kai looked at her and smiled. "i'll forgive you, i didn't want to do it and have you hate it."

Jenevieve

Jene shook her head. "I'd never hate it." She reassured him. "I just got issues."

Kai

“i wanted to make sure you’d kiss me back.” kai laughed a little. “who doesn’t?”September 14, 2020

Jenevieve

Kai, I'll always kiss you back." She said pressing a kiss to his cheek. "I just don't know why you'd like me."September 15, 2020

Kai

"i didn't think you would at first." he said with a laugh. "why wouldn't i like you?"

Jenevieve

"I'm not the prettiest person in this school." She mumbled, she believed that to be true

Kai

"you could give so many people a run for their money, seriously jene, you're beautiful." kai told her softly.

Jenevieve

"Well I'm glad someone thinks so." She said with a weak smile as she rested her head against hisSeptember 17, 2020

Kai

“i’m sure there’s more than one someone.” he told her softly. “how are you feeling now that you’re awake?”

Jenevieve

Jene nodded. "I feel a little better, still feel like shit, my body is just very weak from not having my pacemaker in, my heart was overworking but my body wasn't getting enough oxygen and shit." She pointed out. "I'm better now that you are here though."September 18, 2020

Kai

kai nodded his head as she spoke, not really knowing much about her condition except that her heart didn't work as properly as it should. "you'll continue to get better now, don't worry. i'm here until you don't want me to be."September 20, 2020

Jenevieve

Jene nodded. "I am really happy you are here." She said with a smile. "So, have you started any classes yet."September 21, 2020

Kai

kai smiled at her. “i’m glad.” he said before shaking his head. “not yet which has been nice, i’ve just been getting to know france.”

Jenevieve

Jenevieve smiled softly. "I'm taking a few college level courses that they offer in the high school program, so if you ever need help, you know who to ask."

Kai

“if i need help with any classes you’ll be the person i ask.” kai said with a smile. “do you know when you get out of here?”

Jenevieve

“Sounds good to me, don’t tell the whole world but I’m a lot smarter then I let on.” She said simply. “I’m not sure yet. I mean, I just only woke up and you were here. I figure when you leave the doctors will come in and give me the load down.”

Kai

kai laughed a little and nodded his head. “i could of guessed that. you’re no where close to stupid, jene.” he told her softly, nodding again as she spoke. “did you want to to leave so you can figure everything out?”September 24, 2020

Jenevieve

Jene nodded. "Well I try not to be stupid." She said with a smile. "I mean, I am getting pretty tired. If you do go, will you come back later?"September 25, 2020

Kai

kai laughed a little and nodded his head, "you're not stupid to me." he smiled back at her. "yeah, of course. did you want me to go?"

Jenevieve

Jene bit her lip. "I don't want you to go, but I do want to take a nap and talk to my doctors and I know Jules is out there probably waiting"

Kai

"so talk to your doctors, take a nap, and ask jules to get your phone so you can give me a call. sound alright?" he smiled.

Jenevieve

Jenevieve nodded. "You will be my first call." She said with a smile, pressing a kiss to his lips. "I'll talk to you soon."

Kai

kai kissed her lips back, smiling before nodding his head again. "sounds good, i'll have my phone on me."

Jenevieve

Jene smiled. "Okay. I'll keep you updated" She said with a smile. "I'll see you later"

Kai

kai nodded his head. "i'll see you later." he placed a kiss on her forehead before getting up and walking over to the doorway.

Jenevieve

Jenevieve watched as he left, she had a nice big smile on her face just thinking about him, she curled up in her bed and closed her eyes to take a nap.

Kai

kai smiled as he watched her close her eyes, waiting for that moment before exiting the hospital and heading back to unpack his dorm room.

#chat #kai #when the ground shifts beneath you #chat: kai

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gale-gentlepenguin · 5 years

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ML fic: A Kiss to Remember: Part 8

Link to other parts here

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Adrien felt nervous as he waited outside of school. The day had practically flown by after he asked Marinette to get ice cream with him. He was so sure of the idea this morning. He was going to get closer to Marinette and help her find love. It seemed so simple, but now Plagg put it into his mind how this could be taken in a different way. Should he tell her that this was simply a hang out, what if she already knew that and asked why he was clarifying? Would she start to think that it was a date because of that? Or would she think he was an ego maniac that assumed every girl must be in love with him thus making Marinette see him as a huge jerk.

There was also the possibility that she did think this was a date. And him saying it wasn't might hurt her feelings. Would she be hurt finding that out? What if she was hurt by it?

Adrien was visualizing each situation playing out and he felt himself mentally panicking. He steadies himself and decides not to clarify it with words, the tone of the outing will express that this is a hang out. The model eases himself. He laughs at himself for over thinking this. Its just ice cream, there is no way that this could be misconstrued as a date.

“He-hey Adrien.” A familiar voice calls out.

Adrien turns and he felt his pulse quicken.

Marinette looked different. Not bad different, good different, really good different. It wasn't a massive change, but it was enough for Adrien to notice. She was wearing more make up. not in the over-the-top-almost-gaudy-way like Chloé always had it, it was more of a way of bringing out her natural beauty, which she already had plenty of. But the most prominent change was her hair. It was out of the pig tails. She was wearing it down.

“Wow. Your hair is down. I have never seen that before.” Adrien commented.

“Oh, does it look weird? Rose was telling me to wear it down to see how it looked. I can tie it back up if...” Marinette replied quickly, she looked a bit flustered.

“No. It looks nice. I was just surprised. You look very lovely.” Adrien assured. He mentally slaps himself. Why would he praise her so much? He admits that is something he always does. Marinette is really awesome and praise worthy. But in his mind he is freaking out. With how Marinette looks, does she think this is a date? Sure her hair maybe down because Rose suggested it, but she is wearing more make up then earlier today.

“You thank. I mean thank you! Juleka wanted me to test some of her new make up that she thought would go well with my skin. I was afraid it might be too much.” Marinette jumbled before recovering. She mentally slapped herself, he was mentioning her hair not her face.

“Well it looks great. Juleka is really good with make up. It really suits you.” Adrien praised. He felt a bit of relief. Juleka does have talent with make up, and Marinette would always help a friend. Not to mention Juleka is Luka’s sister. Marinette being close with Juleka would also make dating Luka easier.

Just outside of Adrien’s view, the Ladyblogger was watching the interaction. It seems the real test was about to begin.

Alya had called the girls together. Mylene, Juleka, Rose, and Alix had come to Marinette’s aid. Alya had assured Marinette that they would make this ice cream outing a success.

Rose and Juleka handled making Marinette pop even more then usual. Alix was on recon, if there were any potential threats to this date, she would inform the group. Mylene was on distraction. She would stall the threat that Alix spotted or find a way to misdirect them. Alya handled organization and watching the date from a distance. She would help the girl keep on task if needed.

“Shall we go?” Adrien asked, an inviting smile that he was unaware was making Marinette’s heart pound.

“Yes.” She nodded excitedly. The two began walking away from the school.

Alya had touched her earpiece.

“Alright girls. Operation Sweet Treat is entering Phase two.”

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In his room, a young musician tuned his guitar absentmindedly. He checked the strings to make sure that the sound he wanted would come out.

“Juleka and Rose should be here by now.” He commented aloud. The group had band practice today. He was aware that Ivan was gonna be a tad late because he had to talk with his science teacher about issues with his project. But Juleka and Rose were not back yet.

He finished tuning his guitar, he sent a group chat message to the band to check what was going on.

Ivan responded.

‘Sorry Luka, gonna be a bit longer then I thought. Start without me.’ The text read followed by a skull emoji that was his text signature.

‘No worries, what about the rest of you?’ Luka sent the text out.

20 minutes pass and no response. Usually Rose would have responded by now. His sister was usually late in her text responses so he wasn't expecting her to message right away.

Luka sighs as he reclines on his bed.

He realizes practicing today was likely a no go. He was kind of looking forward to practice today. He had been working on a new song that he wanted the bands opinion on.

He felt a soft smile appear as he thought about who the song was for. Perhaps this was a blessing in disguise.

He looked through his contacts and found the name of the person who the new song was about.

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Adrien and Marinette took a seat on the park bench as they began to eat their ice-cream. The model found out they had Passionfruit and couldn't help but try it. Marinette happily got strawberry.

“Hows your ice cream?” The blond asks casually.

“Its good, Strawberry is a pretty consistent flavor. How is the Passion fruit one?” Marinette asked, somehow able to steady herself.

Adrien takes a lick. Marinette was proud of herself. She was able to recover from her stammering and she was able to make small talk with Adrien as they walked and got their ice cream. The girls were still looking out for her, but she was happy that everything seemed to be going great.

“Its not bad, it doesn't taste as good as it does in other sweets but it is definitely worth it.” Adrien responds.

He moves the cone close to her.

“Do you want to try?” The model offers, his innocent smile making the question the even harder for the girl to respond to.

Marinette felt herself freeze, sharing food with Adrien? That would be like an indirect kiss. Was she ready for this? Was he aware of this? So many thoughts clouded her mind.

Thankfully, Alya had the ear piece on the girl and was hearing everything.

“Say okay and take a lick.” The blogger instructed.

“kay-o. Okay!” Marinette corrected. Adrien giggled sweetly at the statement. This only made the teen blush.

She took a lick and tasted the ice cream. It was pretty good. Though she hardly tasted it, she was more focused on the fact that she tasted the ice cream he was eating.

“Pretty good right?”

Marinette managed to nod and smile.

Adrien’s sweet smile changed, his hand went to the back of his neck.

“So, you are probably wondering why I wanted it to just be the two of us?” Adrien spoke.

Marinette was caught off guard by the statement. She didn't think he would actually address it so suddenly. She almost bit her tongue, but she just took a bite out of her ice cream to stop that. She wasn't sure how to respond but thankfully Adrien continued.

“We have been friends practically since I started school. You are always doing such kind things for everyone.” Adrien praised. “It always feels like you know exactly what everyone needs or wants. You put so much thought into everything you do.”

Marinette felt her face heat up as she listened to his soft words.

“It made me realize how little I actually know about you.” He confessed. “You always do so much for me and yet I hardly do anything for you.”

“Thats not true at all!” Marinette bursted out. Adrien looked up at her in surprise, he almost dropped his ice cream. “You are always encouraging me and trying to help me out whenever you can. Remember when you helped act as a translator with my uncle? Or those times you helped me avoid getting hurt in a akuma attack like when Max got akumatized. That charm bracelet gift you got me for my birthday. There was also the time you helped me out when I was sitting in the back thanks to Lila. You do a lot of things for me. I know your heart is in the right place.”

Adrien felt a faint blush from the girls sweet words. He didn't know she thought so highly of what he did. It made him happy to hear. Marinette sat back down, now bright red from that emotional outburst.

“Thank you Marinette. I am glad you think so kindly of me.” Adrien smiled his tone less gloomy. “This still made me realize how little I know about you.”

“Oh?” Marinette’s eyes on him.

Adrien was about to say something. but Marinette’s phone goes off.

“Sorry about that.” Marinette clicks her phone. Not checking what it was.

“Did you want to check if it was important?” The model inquires.

“I am sure it can wait till later.” Marinette assured. “You were saying?”

Adrien nods and goes back to what he was gonna say.

“I want to know more about you Marinette.” Adrien answered. “I want to be someone that you can rely on. You have given me so much, and I want to give back to you.”

“You more know me about want to? You want to know more about me?” Marinette word jumbled as her face was practically crimson.

“Yeah I would really...”

The phone buzzes again. Marinette’s flustered reaction turned to slightly annoyed.

“I am really sorry, I am just gonna check this one second.” Marinette apologized.

She turned from the Blond to check her texts. She quickly notices that it was from Luka. At any other time the designer would be thrilled to hear from him. She did not need this emotional dilemma right now. Thankfully Alya was there to keep things into perspective.

“Focus on the date girl.” Alya advised. Her voice cutting through Marinette’s thought stream to allow her to focus. “Whoever it is can wait.”

Marinette assured herself that she will read the texts later. She puts her phone on silent. and puts it back in her pocket. She mentally thanked Alya for keeping her on track.

“Who was it? Anything important? If thats alright to ask.” Adrien inquired.

“Oh it was just a friend, nothing that needs my immediate attention.” Marinette assured.

“ Oh good.” Adrien smiled in relief. He was making progress getting closer to Marinette. He would be annoyed if something got in the way of their hang out.

“I was saying that I wanted to get to know you better. If that is okay with you. I don't want to push too much.”

The Designer smiled sweetly at the kind hearted model.

“I would really like that too.”

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(Hope you enjoyed this installment. Please let me know what you guys think and if you want part 9 soon)

#ml #a kiss to remember #adrienette #adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng #alya cesaire #luka couffaine #ml fluff #ml angst #ml drama #miraculous ladybug #ml fanfics #ml fanfic #miraculous

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fixxofvixx · 6 years

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Stay With Me -Demon Leo AU- Chapter 6

Hello!!! Demon Leo has arrived!! 😂😂

Took me a while to finish this one because of my broken phone screen and I write everything for my fics on my phone. But I hope you like it!

Please let me know what you think!!

I hope you have a great weekend! ❤❤

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You had no idea what to do. You approached Leo’s still form and stood beside him.

“L-Leo?” When he didn’t respond, you knelt beside him. You touched his shoulder and he twitched. You leaned down to his face to try and tell if he was breathing.

You breathed a sigh of relief when you felt soft puffs of breath escaped his lips. You straightened and realized you had stuck your hand in something wet. Looking at your hand, you gasped in horror as it was covered in red. Blood.

As gently as you could manage, you pushed at Leo’s heavy body until he was on his stomach. A barely-audible grunt left his throat but he was otherwise motionless. A large patch of red covered his back. You tried to look for the source but his shirt was in the way. Looking around you tried to find something cut his shirt away.

Suddenly, you remembered your sewing kit that you had put in your bag from home. Running upstairs, you quickly found the scissors from the kit and went back to Leo.

Wasting no time, you cut the shirt down the center and moved it out of the way. Finally, , you located the source of the blood. You assumed it was from the shot he’d received earlier. You tried to keep the tears at bay while you figured out what to do.

You had seen plenty of hunters and criminals in town survive from gun shot wounds. You recalled that they would always try to get the bullet out if it was stuck because it wouldn’t heal right if you didn’t.

“Okay, I can do this. It’s easy. Just get in there and get the bullet out.” You had to take several deep breaths before taking your finger and start feeling around in the bullet hole. You tried not to think about the feeling of his insides against your finger.

Finally, you located the bullet and attempted to maneuver it to the surface. Sweat mixed with your tears as you would almost get the bullet out, only for it to slip away from your finger. Taking another deep breath and trying to focus on the task instead of throwing up, you squeezed your thumb in beside your finger and grasped the ridges of the bullet with your fingernails. This time the bullet popped out of the wound and clinked on the floor. You breathed a sigh of relief and got up to grab a towel, running it under the sink to wash the blood from Leo’s back. You had nothing to disinfect the wound with so you hoped that he wouldn’t need it.

As you were cleaning him off, you discovered that the wound was closing at a rapid pace. Leo groaned and pushed himself up to his elbows. You touched his shoulder to ask if he was okay but you didn’t get the chance.

At lightning speed, Leo turned, grabbed your wrist and tackled you to the floor. His eyes neon blue, glassy but still searching for a threat. You were thankful they hadn’t turned black. He breathed heavily over you, revealing sharp fangs behind his lips. His free hand was poised above you preparing to slice into whatever vital spot it could get to first. You were stunned into silence. One second he was lifeless on the floor and the next he was straddling you, ready to attack.

“Leo!” You pushed against his chest but it did nothing. He was a stone wall. You panicked, continuing to push against him. His knees kept your body cemented to the floor. There was nothing you could do if he decided to kill you.

Finally, you saw the change in his expression when he realized who you were. He blinked a few times and shook his head to clear it. He lowered his hand and placed it on the floor, braced above your shoulder.

“Y/N! What are you do-?! What happened? I-I apologize. I didn’t mean for that to happen. I didn’t realize it was you. Are you okay?” His fangs receded and you let out a sigh of relief. His eyes travelled your body in search of injuries then returned his gaze to yours when he found none.

“I’m okay. I should have said something. Are YOU okay? What happened?”

He didn’t answer and just continued to stare at you. You realized your hands were still on his chest so you pulled them away as if he were on fire. Your mind began to fully register that he was still hovering over you, his wide shoulders blocking out the light. Pink dusted your cheeks and he must have caught it because he tilted his head to the side, curious about your reaction. He removed his hand from your wrist and slid his thumb over one of your cheeks, almost fascinated with the color. His touch caused your face to redden even further. He smirked knowingly but leaned back. His movements caused his shirt to fall from his shoulders, the fabric landing half on your face. He let out an awkward chuckle and stood, bringing you up with him. The shirt fluttered to the floor in between your feet.

“I-I had to cut it to get to the bullet hole. I didn’t know what was wrong and I couldn’t see anything with the shirt in the way.” You knelt down and picked up the bullet and handed it to him. You kept your eyes cast downward avoiding the half-naked man in front of you.

“Hmm, so thats why.” You listened but still refused to look up. He was apparently perfectly comfortable in his current state as he stepped closer. You automatically tensed when a bare arm came into your line of sight. “This isn’t an ordinary bullet. Has your father ever mentioned anything to you about demons or other creatures?”

This finally made you look up at him.

“My father? No, not that I remember. He never really talked to me about anything unless he was hungry. Why?”

“This bullet. It’s design is meant for creatures like me. The way it’s made, the demon can’t get it out themselves. It’s enchanted. It’s complicated but it works.”

“But I thought you couldn’t die.” You took the bullet from his hand and examined it. It looked like an ordinary bullet to you.

“I can’t, mostly. The bullet alone wouldn’t have killed me but it can put me out. I can’t take these out myself. That’s what I was doing in here. I was trying to reach around and take the bullet out but I couldn’t get it. I’ve been shot before and I can usually just pull the bullet straight out but it wouldn’t budge this time. I didn’t realize it was this kind of bullet.”

“And that’s why you passed out?”

“Yeah, it’s like a survival mode for my body. Bullets like these are meant to immobilize me long enough for someone to cut my head off. Thats the only way to stop me.”

You gasped at his explanation. You had no idea he could be hurt that way. You really didn’t want to think about the possibility of him leaving this world.

“But, thankfully, you didn’t listen to me when I told you to get some rest.” He tapped your nose but sighed shortly after. “Thank you. For helping me, I mean. I know it wasn’t easy.”

“Oh, well…I was hungry so I came down here first and then saw–um…and you know…but, it was my fault that you were shot anyway.”

“No, my dear, this is all on them. You have no fault in any of this.” He cupped your cheek and smiled. Although you still felt guilty, you nodded and tried your best to only look at the floor or your hands. “We’ll talk more about this tomorrow. I put food in the fridge earlier. Get something to eat and then go to bed. I’ll be out for most of the morning.”

“You sleep?”

“I’m not a vampire, love. I usually don’t sleep a lot but that bullet kind of zapped me. Sleep or blood are the only things that can fix that.”

You thought for a minute and opened your mouth to offer your own when he stopped you with a hand over your mouth.

“No. Don’t do that. Ever.” His eyes pleading with yours. “Don’t ever say anything like that. That’s not something you want me to do. Like I said, I’m not a vampire. Sleep will work just fine.”

You agreed by slowly nodding your head and he removed his hand. He leaned forward and gently placed his lips on your cheek, lingering for a few moments. He leaned back just a bit only to lean forward and kiss your cheek again.

“Eat and get some sleep. We’ll talk more tomorrow.” A second later he vanished, using his last bit of energy, you assumed.

You stood there in the kitchen for a moment before moving to the fridge. Scarfing down whatever you laid your hands on first, you trudged back up to your room. Pausing for a second by his door, you contemplated checking on him. But you quickly decided that you didn’t have the courage.

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The house was quiet as you made your way downstairs the next day. You had awoken later than you intended and it was now closing in on midday. You had placed your ear against Leo’s door but couldn’t hear anything. You assumed it would be rude to intrude so you let him be.

After grabbing a couple of pieces of toast, you wandered out to the porch and sat on the steps. A rustle in the bushes straight ahead caught your attention. A second later, Serix bounded out from the leaves and made his way towards you.

“Hello, Serix. I haven’t seen you since yesterday at my old house. I’m sorry you got hurt. Are you ok now?” The small fox nodded and came to sit at your feet. “I suppose I should thank you for your help, don’t you think?” You chuckled as you held out one of your pieces of toast and he took it quickly and ran off.

“You shouldn’t spoil him. He’ll never listen to me now.”

You jumped as you heard the groggy voice beside you. Whipping your head in that direction, you were met with the cutest sight you’d seen yet.

Leo sat there with his hand under his chin, supporting his elbow on his knee. His hair was rumpled beyond imagination and his neon blue eyes were dull. You smiled, feeling a sense of normality and content wash over you. For the first time in your life, you could relax and enjoy the company you were in. You eventually laughed at the image before you and he crumpled his eyebrows. A small pout took over his face.

“What?”

“I’m sorry. You just look completely different that yesterday when you came to my rescue.”

“Do you want me to walk around all day with my fangs and claws out?” As if to prove his point, literally, his fangs extended and pillowed against his bottom lip.

“No, it just struck me as funny, that’s all. Definitely not the demon if the forest that I was supposed to fear all my life.”

“Yes, well, that’s because its not meant for you.”

His simple explanation caused you to pause your thoughts. He was right. Even though you had only known him for a short time, he was nothing but kind to you. Last night didn’t count because he was out of his wits.

Leo stood abruptly and held out his hand to you. You looked at him, confused.

“Do you want to look around the forest?”

You smiled and accepted his hand as he pulled you to your feet. You assumed he would have released your hand once you were standing but he held on. He walked down one of the paths leading away from the house, tugging you along.

“Are you okay now that you’ve have some sleep?” You quickened your pace so you could walk beside him.

“Yes, I am perfectly fine now. I must thank you again for helping me.”

“No, you don’t. You have helped me far more than I have helped you. I’m just glad that it wasn’t fatal.”

“Although it is hard to kill me, if anything does happen to me you are still welcome to stay in the forest. The animals would watch over you.”

You smiled lightly in response but his comment hardly brought joy. The thought of being here without him terrified you. And the reason for that was far more than what you wanted to admit right now.

The sound of rushing water caught your attention so you looked around to locate the source. He noticed your pause and pointes to your right. He led you through a bit of overgrowth and stopped at a wall of vines and ivy that had taken over this part of the forest. He pulled them back and you gasped when his revealed a beautiful waterfall that tumbled water into the small pool below. On the opposite end, the pool spilled out into a winding river that curled around the trees until it disappeared around a large oak tree.

“Leo, this is beautiful. I had no idea this was here!” You released his hand and approached the pool slowly. The force from the waterfall caused the water to lap gently against the bank, creating tiny waves.

“You never ventured this far into the forest before. This is only one of many waterfalls.” His voice was close behind you so you turned to him. His height forced you to crane your head back slightly.

“Just how big IS this forest?”

“About twice the size of the town.” His answer caused your eyes to widen. He let out a chuckle when he saw your reaction. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you see the entire thing.”

His smile produced tiny butterflies in your stomach and you were once again reminded how sinister he looked yesterday in the town. It baffled you to see how different his personality was between now and then. His wild hair, black eyes, and even blacker wings were far from what you saw before you. Before you could stop yourself, you stepped closer to him.

“Can I see them again?” You were almost afraid to ask but you couldn’t help it.

“See what?” He stood still and allowed you to be the one to come closer.

“Your wings.”

He stared at you for a moment and you almost apologized for asking. You opened your mouth to rescind your request but his wings suddenly burst out of his back, earning a small jump from you.

This time he stepped closer and curved the wings towards you, giving you an even better view of the onyx feathers. He watched you silently as you raised a shaking hand up to the feathers to touch them. Their beauty far surpassed anything you had seen before. The red tips at the end of each feather were just as soft as the black.

“How are they this soft….” You stated absentmindedly as you continued to caress the feathers. “Do they ever fall out?”

“Hmm? Oh, um sometimes.” His voice was languid and quiet. You looked up at him and realized he was watching you intensely. You eventually realized that touching each of those feathers was like touching any other part of him. Like someone playing with your hair until you fell asleep.

“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…” What? Mean to stroke his feathers like that? You had no idea what to say. You opted to change the subject.

“Um do you think that if one of the feathers do fall out, I could have one?”

“You want one of my feathers?” After he said it, you felt mortified. How strange you must seem to ask for a feather!

“Oh! I, uh, just mean if one so happens to fall out…if you don’t need to, like, put it back or something? Just…oh my goodness, just ignore everything I just said.” You hid your face in your hands and sighed. You had never felt more embarrassed than right now.

He didn’t answer you, but you felt a small pressure on your back, gently pushing you forward. Raising your head, you realized that his wings had fully enveloped you both in a black cocoon. They pushed at you until you were just inches from his body. He slowly reached his hand up to the wing on his left and effortlessly plucked out a feather. You gasped, waiting for him to be in pain but he seemed fine. He handed the large feather to you and you blindly took it.

“I meant if one fell out. Did that not hurt?!”

“There are hundreds of feathers on each of my wings. I don’t even feel it if one goes missing. They simply grow back.”

You turned the feather over in your hand, smiling at your gift. Once again, you felt his wings push against your back until you were now flush against Leo’s chest. One arm circled around your waist as his hand cupped your cheek.

“If I kissed you right now, would you be okay with that?”

#Demon Leo #Leo fic #taekwoon fic #vixx au #taekwoon au #vixx

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the-mythical-norm · 6 years

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Responding to Varun

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Great post Varun, thank you for making disagreeing so enjoyable. I mean that sincerely. Its the things that keep you up at night that are worth doing. And its 4:30 AM!

Anyways, I see you’re point. When people are giving to chance to choose, they usually choose wrong. But I wouldn’t be so quick to say we’d all spindle into a grand canyon of ineptitude. If no one is “working” then who would supply us with our phones anyways? The entertainment industry would most likely dwindle because, like we both agreed, it is only able to thrive because we need it to distract us. But if we didn’t need to quench this thirst that was deprived from work and dread, we might go mad. Those friends you spoke with who were bored over spring break probably had copious amounts of entertainment, and it still wasn’t enough anyways. What if having nothing to do, because work and progress were thrown out the window, is enough to force us to be cool. The struggle is what births cool after all. We’d be so bored to death that we’d be forced to improvise. I think the reason people rely on Netflix and iPhones so much is because they don’t know what else to do. Without work they probably wouldn’t be able to have them anyways. People I’ve talked to have no idea what they’d be doing if not what they are now. You’re right when you say that they want the easiest route, but thats a byproduct of a society obsessed with progress. We need fast food, fast cars, and lame jobs to progress our society. In order for maximum efficiency and growth. The question then becomes, how beneficial is this growth? How far do we want to get? 90% of the worlds waste comes from 10% of the worlds population..or something like that. So how much longer will this last? How much more do we want? What will we tell our great great grandchildren when they’re living in a glass bubble on mars only dreaming of being able to look at a lake…or a tree? Obviously sacrifices need to be made in order for a society to progress, but at the end of the day, whats the point of this progress? How many of us will actually reap its benefits? 10%? 20%? And the ones who do, hate their jobs most of the time anyways. And its all worth it so we can squeeze some art through the cracks and take bike rides when we aren’t busy? What a silly way to live. Our society will eventually collapse if we continue to advance. Progress progress progress. At some point its got to give. The term worker bee was born for a reason. The focus of their existence is to work, work, and more work. They also suffer from colony collapse disorder. Theres no scientific explanation for it, entire bee colonies just vanish into thin air, with no trace of struggle..maybe its because they work too much. Or the collapse of Easter Islands society, progress is great when you’re progressing, but how “sustainable” is it anyways. Theres only so much resource. You seem to suggest that what we are doing now works, does it? Will any form of society actually work? Everyone relies on being told what to do because, like we talked about in class, its hard to think for yourself, its hard to get control over your body/mind, its hard to DO things that you aren’t told to do. Like post to this Tumblr.

Im not sure if people would turn to cool if they no longer had to work or go to college, but most people I ask usually say “I don’t know,” or that they would travel.

Im also not sure that art only existed after humans had civilized and advanced utility. Archeologists have discovered Paleolithic cave art dating 40,000 years back, in Indonesia. It’s pretty amazing too. The time spent looking for your next meal in 10,000 BCE is directly replace with time spent looking for your next pay check, and because of the efficiency we’ve “mastered,” excess has been born. Pablo Picasso was cool, but he was doing the best with what he had. He wasn’t making art to progress society, he was just putting it out there. We are obsessed with extremes, manic or depressed. Wealth or poverty. Cool trys to show us a middle ground, a constant hum rather than shouts and whispers.

You say that “..societal progress is critical not because it helps alleviate human suffering, but because it allows more people to be Cool..” But I disagree. Societal progress doesn’t alleviate any suffering, thats just part of the human condition. To rid ourselves of suffering would be to rid ourselves of our humanity. Which is exactly what we are on track of doing, becoming robots whose only purpose is to progress. On the contrary, In order for our society to advance, AKA produce more shit for the rich to buy, there has to be suffering. Most of these consumer products which blossomed from “societal progression,” have been tainted in blood. The invention of the iPhone has provided millions of sweatshop workers with 40 hour shifts and zero time to be cool..the only progression there is suicide rates. That sounds a lot like slavery, which still exists by the way, in India, China, Pakistan, Bangladesh, Uzbekistan, the list goes on. As for the starvation, theres plenty of that too. And way more people to endure its wrath, possibly because of societies advancements, what happened to Darwins theory of evolution, survival of the fittest? Are we cheating a bit? Even people who have access to food, still starve themselves. Eating disorders may have even stemmed from technological advancements (social media) too.

You say cool won’t progress society, whys that such a bad thing? It is true that the sophisticated and advanced society that James Dean or The Beatles could enjoy being cool in would seize to exist, but ultimately cool is a battle stance. What if there was no battle? What if we were so cool we didn’t even need I️t. I️ also agree that In order for cool to exist, there needs to be uncool. But does the uncool world depend on the cool one to exist? Its possible that we could become so dictated by success that we become like the worker bees. You could argue both sides. When people don’t have food, they are starving, but when people do have food, they are still starving. Of course cool needs the uncool and there will always be duality, Yin and Yang. There has to be, or else meaningfulness would be lost. If you just love everything and everyone, loves power sort of looses its meaning and just dilutes in its ubiquity. So I️ agree that cool has a relationship with the uncool, but I wouldn’t go as far as to say that its intimate. Im not arguing for a utopian society, where we live in tribes and sing kumbuya by the campfire, hunt our own food and refuse to advance. Because that didn’t work either, someone eventually decided to make things easier, and advance. Maybe that was a mistake. It’s worth thinking about, and free too. Im not really sure what im arguing. We can learn from all of these different forms of society. Maybe not eradicating the workforce but promoting genuinely passionate career paths. I’d be lying if a little part of me didn’t scream fuck that, advancement is only creating more suffering to the unlucky ones. As you said, slaves cant be cool. But Slavery exists on both sides of the spectrum. On the far end, we could become so obsessed with advancement that we become slaves of money and material pursuit, and on the other end(living in tribes), slaves of famine and lack of clean water. Maybe theres a healthy middle ground. Perhaps nothing works, not even cool. As we learned in class, cool cracked up in 1968. Revolution swept the streets. Those streets have since been paved, where did the rebellion go? We live in a whole new world now, Lester Young and Andy Warhol didn’t have iPhones or Netflix, and Im sure it would have negatively effected their coolness if they did. But their art wouldn’t have existed if society didn’t advance in the first place, so is there a line? There must be. Any form of suffering, to a certain extent, would allow cool to exist. Its not necessarily the marketplace because that was the bane of cools existence in the first place, I think. You don’t necessarily have to be cool to enjoy the sunset either, so cheering for the hamsters on the wheel to run faster, just so the barrier to cool is a little easier to hop, isn’t the best idea. That perpetuating wheel has A LOT of side effects and cool is just one, if it even exists. I️m not sure it’s enough to outweigh the rest. I think cool should view the culture industry as an enemy, and there will never be a cool that isn’t thrust upon you through hardship, theres no escaping that. Even purchasing your cool requires some suffering, as we can all agree that making money isn’t all that fun. Unless you love what you do. I think the real question we should be asking is, how can we learn from all of this? How should we be? to be continued in paper 3...

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The Terror finale

thenightetc2Yesterday at 9:31 PM Hello! highglossfinishYesterday at 9:31 PM Hello there! We'll dive right in because we've got a great deal of Terror to get through. thenightetc2Yesterday at 9:32 PM Oh wow, sunlight HopolitesYesterday at 9:33 PM Yes, the sun does indeed exist. highglossfinishYesterday at 9:34 PM Everyone knows the sun is a myth invented by Those Who Live Above. thenightetc2Yesterday at 9:34 PM Ha! highglossfinishYesterday at 9:38 PM "And eating English lead." thenightetc2Yesterday at 9:38 PM That, too. HopolitesYesterday at 9:38 PM Pffft Yes Sounds delicious thenightetc2Yesterday at 9:39 PM "If you know what I mean." I swear, whenever there's an outdoors scene I'm struck by how they don't quite seem to be dressed for the alleged temperatures HopolitesYesterday at 9:44 PM Also I once again have made the unwise descision of grabbing food during this show Also To be fair No one is remotely prepared thenightetc2Yesterday at 9:45 PM ...man HopolitesYesterday at 9:45 PM Whoops! You Have PTSD! thenightetc2Yesterday at 9:45 PM God, poor guy

HopolitesYesterday at 9:48 PM As he was pulling off his sock I was so worried something horrible would be revealed underneath them highglossfinishYesterday at 9:48 PM There'll be plenty of opportunities for that. thenightetc2Yesterday at 9:49 PM I bet it's something good he just saw, huh See! Free supplies! HopolitesYesterday at 9:49 PM Oh yes Im all excited to see what weird horrors this show has in store for us, but also I would like to eat my food before anything- WHELP. thenightetc2Yesterday at 9:50 PM Ah. No bets on whether he'll end up eating those words HopolitesYesterday at 9:54 PM Ooooh yeah highglossfinishYesterday at 9:55 PM Got to love the study accumulation of things that certainly won't backfire horribly later. thenightetc2Yesterday at 9:56 PM Ohhh dear oh nooo, not the dog :< HopolitesYesterday at 10:03 PM I hope the dog reaches people before them Im reminded of a movie made of a short story done by the guy who did call of the wild that I watched in class It was about a guy trying to walk in the alaskan wilderness to a mining camp, and he literally had only a couple of shirts, and like, a dog My class cheered when the dog reached safety. thenightetc2Yesterday at 10:06 PM What just happened? The framerate has gotten super bad HopolitesYesterday at 10:07 PM Framerate is fine for me. thenightetc2Yesterday at 10:07 PM Like the picture just pauses for several seconds Better, now ...well, I spoke too soon HopolitesYesterday at 10:09 PM Oh okay cannibalism is happening now. thenightetc2Yesterday at 10:09 PM ~foreshadowing~ oh god :< poor dog... HopolitesYesterday at 10:10 PM This isnt even just foreshadowing, this is- oh thats wild. highglossfinishYesterday at 10:11 PM Cybertronians have cannibalism and a robust amount of things that consume us, but I have to say, it's a glorious thing not to be made of meat. This will end well for everyone involved. thenightetc2Yesterday at 10:14 PM Definitely HopolitesYesterday at 10:15 PM Cant wait to see what happens. thenightetc2Yesterday at 10:16 PM I feel no foreboding HopolitesYesterday at 10:16 PM Yes, this music doesn't bring up any worries at all. highglossfinishYesterday at 10:16 PM What a nice family. Only good times ahead. thenightetc2Yesterday at 10:16 PM Uh oh Is that that "paradoxal undressing" or whatever it's called HopolitesYesterday at 10:18 PM Hmm Oh its stuttering thenightetc2Yesterday at 10:19 PM Oh, it's even called "horrible from supper" HopolitesYesterday at 10:19 PM Okay, I kinda love the incredibly creepy music thenightetc2Yesterday at 10:23 PM Urgh ... so you're saying you deserve to be here, huh And that other guy really IS a fake. HopolitesYesterday at 10:27 PM I would embrace a horribly punny name highglossfinishYesterday at 10:27 PM I heartily embrace mine. thenightetc2Yesterday at 10:28 PM Heh. highglossfinishYesterday at 10:28 PM The Good News bell. thenightetc2Yesterday at 10:28 PM It must be! HopolitesYesterday at 10:29 PM Oh always OH OF COURSE highglossfinishYesterday at 10:29 PM That's the bell that sounds when someone hasn't been stabbed. thenightetc2Yesterday at 10:31 PM It doesn't get rung a lot, as you can imagine Oh, jesus SO now he's trying to frame some random people they ran into HopolitesYesterday at 10:33 PM Of course. thenightetc2Yesterday at 10:36 PM yikes Ohhh no "show me exactly where you were found straddling his corpse half-naked" highglossfinishYesterday at 10:42 PM Hah! thenightetc2Yesterday at 10:42 PM oh, that's not good HopolitesYesterday at 10:43 PM Ah yes, lovely. Ah yes, a bunch of lead filled idiots have guns. thenightetc2Yesterday at 10:45 PM "whimsical tinkly music" so he's, uh, enjoying those drugs for now HopolitesYesterday at 10:46 PM I think his brain is doing a wiggle thenightetc2Yesterday at 10:48 PM dude, stop HopolitesYesterday at 10:49 PM Goodbye miss! Have a better life away from this guys! thenightetc2Yesterday at 10:49 PM "come to my country! you can be treated like a circus animal and catch novel diseases!" highglossfinishYesterday at 10:49 PM Go with her, have a gaggle of tiny be-mutton chopped humans together. It's not going to get better. "Don't you want to die in eight months of smallpox?" HopolitesYesterday at 10:51 PM Is that the leg thenightetc2Yesterday at 10:52 PM What, uh... what's going to be in his... stomach HopolitesYesterday at 10:52 PM Please roll up your sleeves thenightetc2Yesterday at 10:52 PM Oh. HopolitesYesterday at 10:52 PM Yep thenightetc2Yesterday at 11:00 PM Well well. Oh damn it he's getting away HopolitesYesterday at 11:02 PM Amazing. thenightetc2Yesterday at 11:05 PM y'know, if the bear-thing's supposed to be some kind of revenge for all those murders, it has VERY poor timing HopolitesYesterday at 11:05 PM Actually no it has great timing I love the dichotomy of this scene compared to the previous one Its very funny Okay that zoomed in uncomfortably close to her face thenightetc2Yesterday at 11:13 PM Decent of him. highglossfinishYesterday at 11:13 PM At least spit in a few of them. thenightetc2Yesterday at 11:14 PM They're already all poisoned. Gaaaah HopolitesYesterday at 11:15 PM Whelp He is thoroughly befuckened. OOO DOUBLE SCREWED And hes the food isnt he thenightetc2Yesterday at 11:16 PM Ugh. HopolitesYesterday at 11:18 PM Whelp highglossfinishYesterday at 11:18 PM Well, then. thenightetc2Yesterday at 11:18 PM So it's the scurvy, then HopolitesYesterday at 11:20 PM Eyup thenightetc2Yesterday at 11:20 PM Yes, yes, we get it, you're laying the groundwork to eat someone soon. HopolitesYesterday at 11:21 PM Like, how obvious can they be? thenightetc2Yesterday at 11:22 PM So he's going to be first. "Good news, everyone!" highglossfinishYesterday at 11:23 PM Hah! thenightetc2Yesterday at 11:26 PM "there will be NO cannibalism on THIS trip" HopolitesYesterday at 11:28 PM Well, nice to see she got back to her people safe. thenightetc2Yesterday at 11:28 PM yeah ah highglossfinishYesterday at 11:37 PM Everything about these two hurts. thenightetc2Yesterday at 11:37 PM an albatross, perhaps? god burn poor guy HopolitesYesterday at 11:41 PM Several layers of Oof highglossfinishYesterday at 11:42 PM The oof never ends. HopolitesYesterday at 11:42 PM AN EVEN LOUDER OOF SharpwingYesterday at 11:46 PM Hi all! I am. At Walmart. So I cannot join in to watch... apparently foreshadowed cannibalism But I would like to say hi anyway HopolitesYesterday at 11:47 PM It is no longer foreshadowed highglossfinishYesterday at 11:47 PM Oh no, it's very much the opposite by this point. SharpwingYesterday at 11:47 PM agh highglossfinishYesterday at 11:47 PM But glad to have you pop in just the same. SharpwingYesterday at 11:48 PM Ok no regrets about not seeing... that. But yes! It's great to see you! How ya doing? thenightetc2Yesterday at 11:50 PM oof highglossfinishYesterday at 11:50 PM No complaints! And you? HopolitesYesterday at 11:51 PM Oh okay mr hickey has gone full weird SharpwingYesterday at 11:51 PM No complaints here either!:blush: oof, weird how? (If you feel like elaborating) HopolitesYesterday at 11:51 PM Standing int the super cold morning smiling smuggly thenightetc2Yesterday at 11:51 PM on a table HopolitesYesterday at 11:52 PM Also only wearing one layer of clothes SharpwingYesterday at 11:52 PM Yep that's Very Weird HopolitesYesterday at 11:57 PM "But what about second mutiny?" thenightetc2Yesterday at 11:57 PM pffffff highglossfinishYesterday at 11:57 PM Hah! Local man ruins everything. HopolitesToday at 12:00 AM Whoopsiedoo! highglossfinishToday at 12:04 AM Last episode. Here we go. HopolitesToday at 12:04 AM Woooo! Cant wait to see what slightly insane things will happen next! Im going to guess they will proceed to lose, at least, ten men. thenightetc2Today at 12:10 AM oof :< HopolitesToday at 12:14 AM Oh boy thenightetc2Today at 12:16 AM ...he poisoned himself in some way? highglossfinishToday at 12:16 AM Oh, this is excruciating. HopolitesToday at 12:17 AM Fascinating hallucination. thenightetc2Today at 12:18 AM ... gaaah highglossfinishToday at 12:24 AM Very gaah. HopolitesToday at 12:24 AM Sometimes I hate having pain empathy. Eesh thenightetc2Today at 12:26 AM definitely was covering himself in poison at the end there, then HopolitesToday at 12:27 AM Ooooh yeeeeeah thenightetc2Today at 12:28 AM ...I remember once someone asked you what you thought the worst thing one human could do to another would be, and you said you thought it was probably forcing someone to eat, well, this Can't imagine why I remembered that just now! HopolitesToday at 12:29 AM HAH Hopefully they dont have the lowest bidder for food. Again. HopolitesToday at 12:30 AM I mean, at that point it would be funny. Nooot really on the fur department. thenightetc2Today at 12:32 AM Called it. HopolitesToday at 12:32 AM Of course. Very inspirational. Just shoot him. thenightetc2Today at 12:36 AM I can't get over how fucked up it looks. Is this a SHAVED bear? HopolitesToday at 12:36 AM The bear has no fur Like, how will they make a coat from it? thenightetc2Today at 12:36 AM Good point. HA HopolitesToday at 12:37 AM Is the reason why the bear looks like that because- HA! HAAAA! thenightetc2Today at 12:37 AM GOOD RIDDANCE HopolitesToday at 12:38 AM But yeah, does the bear look like that because a proper polar bear would be too cute and fluffy looking? highglossfinishToday at 12:38 AM It's covered with a fine layer of fuzz and old man skin. They can make a coat of that. I think it's to emphasize that it's not an actual bear. HopolitesToday at 12:39 AM Right yeah, it had creepily human eyes. thenightetc2Today at 12:39 AM Gotta be OH NO highglossfinishToday at 12:46 AM You did the best you could, Stumpy. thenightetc2Today at 12:48 AM the camp of people who are definitely still alive HopolitesToday at 12:48 AM I once again have to say that I like the music highglossfinishToday at 12:48 AM Likewise. thenightetc2Today at 12:48 AM very eerie. okay WHAT HopolitesToday at 12:49 AM Uh what thenightetc2Today at 12:49 AM What the fuck has been going on here highglossfinishToday at 12:49 AM Apparently they really did find him like that, and absolutely no one then or now can explain why. HopolitesToday at 12:49 AM Wild! What the fuck! thenightetc2Today at 12:50 AM Maybe they all got the hypothermia madness HopolitesToday at 12:50 AM Also I love by the bend in his sleeve you can tell the actor has just, tucked his hand into it. highglossfinishToday at 12:50 AM Sensible child. thenightetc2Today at 12:51 AM dude did you not realize she has a name HopolitesToday at 12:51 AM SHE HAS A NAME YOU DIPSHIT highglossfinishToday at 12:52 AM I wonder if she ever told Goodsir. thenightetc2Today at 12:54 AM ...oh HopolitesToday at 12:54 AM Oh its because she summoned the monster highglossfinishToday at 12:54 AM It's because it died on her watch. And that's The Terror! thenightetc2Today at 12:59 AM Well. It sure was! That was a hell of a thing. HopolitesToday at 12:59 AM I do appreciate how much the show kept telling us that the British didnt belong there highglossfinishToday at 12:59 AM Wasn't it just? Awfully nice of them to let him live with them after his men killed one of their shaman and then their protector spirit. thenightetc2Today at 1:01 AM Yes SharpwingToday at 1:01 AM :eyes:like what thenightetc2Today at 1:01 AM He had some weird piercings in his face, and chains--like, jewellery chains--attached to them HopolitesToday at 1:02 AM Im sorry but I love this video making fun of the british mispronouncing a inuit word SharpwingToday at 1:02 AM Isn't getting a piercing a common occurrence during a crisis? HopolitesToday at 1:03 AM COLD BOYS thenightetc2Today at 1:03 AM ldfkjg HopolitesToday at 1:05 AM Is this a cheesy edit someone did I feel I shouldn't be giggling at this edit like I am. thenightetc2Today at 1:08 AM Sea shanty SNL? highglossfinishToday at 1:08 AM OH, YES! Perfect! thenightetc2Today at 1:12 AM FOrty-five minutes from shore! HopolitesToday at 1:13 AM Amazing. thenightetc2Today at 1:13 AM Very amazing. highglossfinishToday at 1:13 AM And that, I believe, is a good place to wrap it up! thenightetc2Today at 1:13 AM Well! Thank you, once more, for hosting. HopolitesToday at 1:14 AM Rest well! highglossfinishToday at 1:14 AM And thank you for allowing me to subject you to this show! HopolitesToday at 1:14 AM Was fun! Always nice to make fun of the british. SharpwingToday at 1:14 AM :blush::wave: Thank you! I hope your next two weeks is good♡ highglossfinishToday at 1:14 AM And yours too! thenightetc2Today at 1:14 AM Goodnight! ...I actually have a suggestion for next time, if you're interested in something animated and a bit stupid. Latte and the magic waterstone highglossfinishToday at 1:17 AM Looks promising and delightfully stupid. Latte it is. thenightetc2Today at 1:18 AM :D

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nickireadstfc · 7 years

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The Raven King, Chapter 14 – A Few Cheerful ‘Hell Yeah‘s, Followed By A Swift ’Hell Fucking Nope’

In which I am too invested in Orange Cheerleading, Neil is an Oblivious Gay™, the Foxy Team Spirit gains bonus XP, we meet the awesomeness that is Fearless Neil Josten and everything goes so pleasantly well that I really should have seen the bone-chilling fuckery at the end coming.

Sounds good? Then it’s time for Nicki to read The Raven King.

I am prefacing this by saying that this is probably my second favourite chapter of this book so far. It may even be on a par with my previous favourite chapter, the Neil Sassing Riko To Hell And Back At The Fall Banquet chapter.

There is GOOD SHIT HAPPENING!! Finally!! And when the bad shit happens it’s still SASSY!! And AWESOME!! And then it’s fucking terrifying but like – what else is new.

I really, really liked this one. And I feel like I’m going to need that bit of love for the next two chapters, which are promising to be 50 Shades of Fucked Up.

Let’s go.

“When Andrew finds out you’ve stolen his car,” Matt started, but left the rest of the threat unspoken.

“Andrew knows,” Neil said. “He left me his key.”

Matt stared at him, startled. He opened his mouth, then closed it again.

Homeboy can’t believe it I am HOLLERING.

The Foxes slowly realizing that Neil is starting to get through Andrew’s shell is such, such a delight.

Neil being entirely oblivious about it is an even greater one.

Also, Matt is going to start teaching Neil how to fight! Yay for self-defense! <3

Now that Katelyn is kind of not a secret anymore, she starts hanging around with the Foxes, apparently. Will I start liking this character, finally?

Katelyn seemed nervous at first, but she warmed up quickly and chatted almost nonstop through dinner. She was so enthusiastic about apparently everything in the world it was a little exhausting listening to her, but Aaron looked so alive in her presence Neil couldn’t hold it against her.

FUCK YES I WILL.

This is such a small detail, but I actually had to put the book down at that part and just silently contemplate life for a bit because honestly – few sentences have described me as well as “She was so enthusiastic about apparently everything in the world it was a little exhausting listening to her.”

I feel this so much, you have no idea.

Of course, that means I have adopted this character now, she’s in my heart and there are no take-backs. <3

Being newly invested in Katelyn also means being newly invested in Orange Cheerleading, and this is the point where all the info I have soaked up via my cheer-loving best friends really comes in handy.

This is a very good visual for what the Vixens would look like at a Fox game – the squad in the video is Clemson University which is TFC is based on!

And this is Clemson’s cheer championship routine from last year, which is infinitely more awesome than a game routine because it’s made for their own championship, not for someone else’s game, and it really shows off what a team can do.

Keep in mind though that this team is co-ed (meaning both men and women), and as far as we know the Vixens are an all-girl team, which means they’d have considerably less partner stunts (one person on one person) and more group stunts (one person on four, three or two people).

Also, this is their uniform and now one can tell me otherwise.

Brb making an orange bow to wear to our next cheer event.

Info dump done! Let’s move on!

“We should celebrate,” [Dan said.] (…)

Aaron looked at [her] as if she’d grown three heads. “We don’t socialize with you.”

“You do tonight,” Matt said. “Tell Katelyn to come. (…) The Vixens can come too.”

HELL FUCKIN YEAH, BONUS XP FOR THE FOXY TEAM SPIRIT.

I am so for all of them having fun party times together that a) don’t involve going to Eden’s Twilight and b) involve all of them.

Also, I am so, so for the Foxes and the Vixens finally being friends.

Seriously, there are few things as shitty as ignoring the people who cheer on you every night no matter how bad you are, and I can’t believe we’ve never addressed this until now.

BE NICE TO YOUR CHEERLEADERS, FUCKERS.

“Thanks for taking one for the team, Neil,” [Nicky said.] “You’re a real friend.” (…)

“Are we?”, he asked. (…) Tonight it almost meant something, though what, Neil didn’t know. “Friends?”

Oh my goooooooooooood literally HOW.

“It almost meant something” I am going to punch this idiot so hard his angst will finally come shooting out of his oblivious ass.

“You’re going to be the absolute death of me,” Nicky said. “Yeah, kid. We’re friends. You’re stuck with us, like it or not.”

Nicky, my man, my sunshine, thank you for finally saying this to Sir Angstlord McDramatic, also I’m crying a lil.

I was already so happy about that scene, I thought we were done with our quota of good things for this chapter, but no – Thanksgiving happens somewhere along the way, and it’s not The Thanksgiving That Shall Not Be Named, but Happy And Sappy Abby Thanskgiving, where the food and the feels are plentiful.

“It’s not really about the food. It’s about family. Not necessarily the one we were born with, but the one we chose. This one,” Nicky emphasized, gesturing between them. “The people we trust to be part of our lives. The people we care about.”

“I’m trying to eat here,” Wymack said.

Wymack <3

Also, NICKY <333333333333

Brb, crying a lot.

Kevin later offers to not drink wine after dinner so Neil can have some, which neil declines, but which still makes me grin like a sappy motherfucker because Kevin offered to do something nice for Neil.

I feel like I’m in a happy fanservice episode of an anime. Is this real, am I witnessing this shit with my own two eyes?

Somehow [the Foxes] all ended up at the dining hall at the same time. (…) On Tuesday Katelyn tagged along, and on Wednesday they went downtown together as a large group: all eight remaining Foxes and four of the Vixens.

👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌there👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit

At the restaurant, this girl Marissa starts hounding Neil, and absolute hilarity ensues as Neil tries to not talk to her or at least talk to her about Exy, and she wants to talk about everything but Exy.

Absolute lack of chemistry nonwithstanding, she still chats him up after dinner:

“I can give you my number,” Marissa said.

Neil didn’t remember asking for it at any point that night. “What for?”

How is this boy real. HOW.

“I would like to get to know you better. I think we could have a lot of fun together, just the two of us. You’re very interesting, Neil.”

She wasn’t the first to say that, but Neil wondered if Andrew’s opinion of him would change when he was off his medication.

OH MY GOD.

I AM HOWLING.

Neil: gets blatantly obviously hit on by pretty girl Neil:…………………….. Neil: hmm I wonder what Andrew would think about this

Honestly………………. This is the most I C O N I C Andreil scene to this point, and 50% of Andreil aren’t even present.

“There’s a way to let girls down gently, you know.” (…)

“Do girls need kid-glove treatment? I thought they were tougher than that.”

Dan’s grin was approving. “Most of us are. Some of us are like boys, though, and have delicate egos.”

Shoutout to Dan for coming around to remind me how much of a flawless sass queen she is whenever I dare to forget it.

Also: Renee is going to be Neil’s platonic winter banquet date! Dan and Matt are getting each other cute shit for Christmas! Matt invited Neil and the cousins to his home over Christmas!

I am currently bathing in a golden pool of my own happy tears, please leave me here for all eternity and supply food occasionally.

However, if anyone thought it would all stay happy and banter-y now they must have been reading than me, because Nora is waiting right around the corner to snatch me the fuck out of my happy pool:

It’s time for another Fancy Orange Sportsball Banquet, including our friends from Tall, Dark and Dramatic University.

Thankfully, our boy Neil has one thing in common with fandom by now, and that is being ready to protect Kevin at all costs.

“Neil” might be an easily-spooked runaway, and “Nathaniel” was a hunted young man, but “Abram” was the one shielded from and untouched by his father’s bloody business. Neil would pull on every murder he’d ever seen and every endless, desperate night, and he’d face Riko unflinching.

This is yet another wonderful, wonderful development in Neil where I cannot begin to tell you how much I like it. But more on that in a minute.

First, another point on the list of Things That Absolutely No One Saw Coming, and By No One I Mean Everyone.

“The following four teams have qualified to represent the southeastern district in spring championship games. I will list them in order of ranking, first to fourth. Edgar Allan, Palmetto State, Breckenridge, Belmonte.”

Aka the only teams we have seen the Foxes play against so far. What a surprise.

Also, I did mention that Neil and Renee are going as platonic dates, right?

Did I also mention how much I love Renee for going on platonic dates with people?? Bc same?? Also I love her??

“Sorry,” Neil said.

Renee sent him a curious look. “Why?”

“I’m no trying to ignore you.”

“It’s all right if you do,” Renee said. “Kevin needs you more than I do.”

I love you :( <333

Also, hate to say this, but homegirl is right.

“Your lack of survival instincts is supremely distressing,” Riko said. “Take that look off your face before I carve it off.”

That Fucker™ is back, everyone, and as always ready to supply us all with shitty input exactly no one asked for.

Neil hadn’t realized he was smiling, too, a cruel look he’d inherited from his father. Neil lowered his cup so Riko could get a better look at it. “I would love to see you try. You think I’m afraid of your knife? I’m the Butcher’s son.”

HELL FUCKIN YEAH.

After having met Angsty Dramatic Runaway Neil Josten, Sassy Lil Shit Neil Josten, and recently Responsibly Neil Josten, may I now introduce you to my newest favourite Neil Josten:

Fearless Neil Josten.

“I am the family your father was afraid of.” (…)

“Not of you,” Neil said, with fierce emphasis. “You’re not part of that family, remember? You’re the cast-off.”

Oh yeah, also Fearless Neil Josten is Sassy Lil Shit Neil Josten’s meaner twin brother.

GET FUCKED, RIKO.

He hoped it would hit, but he didn’t realize how deep it would cut. He’d never seen that look on Riko’s face but he knew he’d signed his death warrant.

Oops.

“A dog who bites his master’s hand deserves to be slaughtered.” (…)

“I am not a dog. I’m a Fox.”

“You are nothing but what I tell you to be.”

“We talked about your delusions.”

Neil, as much as I am enjoying your witty comebacks At All Times, I sagely advise you to shut the fuck up right about now.

“Let go of me, King.”

“I am King,” Riko agreed, “and you are going to spend Christmas at my castle. You’re coming to Evermore for winter break.”

I would have loved to dish out a few amused comments here in the style of lol, dream on Mr Fuckface Dramatic – however thanks to y’all I have been told time and time again that there was absolute shit going down on Christmas.

Which means that now I am not amused. I am incredibly scared.

“Drake was an interesting man, wasn’t he? I should thank the police for leading me straight to him. I might not have discovered him otherwise. Did you know, Nathaniel? Oakland lawyers are some of the cheapest to buy off.”

He set Andrew up. He set. Andrew. Up.

That FUCKER. I knew there was going to be a reason why Drake was there at that point exactly.

THAT FUCKER.

“Did you know I’ve bought one of the doctors at Eastaven, too? Unless you want these little therapy sessions of his to turn into therapeutic reenactments, you will be on a plane to West Virginia tomorrow morning.”

THAT FUCKING FUCKER.

I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK.

I will personally punch him in his shit-eating face – no, wait.

Neil didn’t have words, so he answered with his fist. He didn’t have a lot of room to swing but he made do and caught Riko right in his vulgar mouth.

NEIL will punch him in his shit-eating face.

I have been waiting for this since we first bloody met That Fucker™. I am living.

A short brawl ensues, which Neil would have totally won imo if the Coaches wouldn’t have separated them.

As it is, though, the Raven Posse is out of sight, though definitely not out of mind.

“What happened?”

“Neil hit Riko,” Matt said. “It was beautiful.”

“What?” Nicky squawked. “Not fair! I missed it! Go do it again.”

I am actually laughing so hard. Nicky, you are the best.

Neil explains the situation to the team – how Riko used the promise of getting Drake’s charges dismissed as bait for him to come see Andrew one more time – and then continues being unexpectedly and brilliantly badass.

“I’m going to kill him,” Nicky said.

“No,” Neil said, with a ferocity that had even Matt eyeing him warily. “We’ve got to break him first. If Exy is the only thing he cares about we’re going to take it away from him. First we destroy his reputation, then we destroy him.”

Have I mentioned how Fearless Neil Josten is my fucking FAVE.

“I don’t want us to lose a single game this spring. Can we do that?”

“Not a single damn game,” Dan said in a hard voice.

Hell yeah.

“I don’t have a choice. I have to go. You have to trust me.”

“He will break you.”

“He wishes he knew how,” Neil said. “Trust me. I promise I’ll come back, and when I do I’ll bring Andrew back with me. It’s going to be fine. So do you have my ticket or not?”

Hell fucking nope.

Is this happening?

This is the fuck happening.

Oh dear.

If you like this and you wanna help me continue writing, please consider buying me a coffee! Thank you so much <3

#nicki reads tfc #trk #tfc #aftg #the raven king #the foxhole court #all for the game #nora sakavic #only two more chapters to go!!!!#im scared #and I know I'm not ready trust me I KNOW y'all keep fucking TELLING ME

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verdigrisprowl · 7 years

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Oct 4 Blurr’s Horror Stream - Halloween

Prowl let Bonecrusher fiddle around with his holomatter avatar, and Bonecrusher used it to go to Blurr’s movie night and show off that he’s made an avatar that looks like Nova Prime. He talked art with Buzzsaw, proved to Blurr that he’s not as smart as he thinks he is, and acted like a lil shit to sheet metal Soundwave.

Which is why Soundwave is now watching his every move.

Welcome to the 'speedxstealer' room. The chat room has been cleared by the moderator. ItsyBitsySpyers: test)) B l u r r: [[lemme know if the music is too low / loud ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: music is good)) B l u r r: [[ okay ]] B l u r r: / Welcome to The Emperor! Decked out for Halloween to the fullest. Bats and crows and lots of black and orange decorations along the walls. / B l u r r: / There are glowing jack-o-lanterns made out of old helms. Wires used for decoration and many other things from a bot. / Error logging out. B l u r r: /and so. MANY. SNACKS. / Error logging out. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Bird heard Halloween. Halloween means a ton of free food. She is HERE. And the others are following.* B l u r r: / good because there is plenty of free food. / ItsyBitsySpyers: [[It is him. He is watching.]] ItsyBitsySpyers: *Settles into their usual spot.* B l u r r: / excuse. Pardon . Here comes the halloween king / B l u r r: / With Oberyn right behind him. / ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage hisses quietly* B l u r r: / wiggles claws at Ravage / B l u r r: / Oberyn will growl at Ravage / Bonecrusher: *AND BEHOLD, THE STARRY-WHITE FORM OF NOVA PRIME HIMSELF DID THUSLY APPEAR IN THE MIDST OF THE ROOM, WITH A DAZZLING BURST OF PURIFYING LIGHT.* Bonecrusher: Sup. B l u r r: / Oberyn will just growl at whatever that is, too / B l u r r: ... Can I /help/ you? Bonecrusher: *"Nova Prime" growls back.* Bonecrusher: Yeah. Hey. This is the movie night Boss usedta come to, right? Uh, the Emperor? ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave places a squinting smiley on his screen.* B l u r r: ... Yes. B l u r r: / sticks a rust stick in his mouth/ This is my ship. Bonecrusher: Hey, sheet metal. *Fingerguns at Soundwave.* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[..."Sheet metal"...?]] Bonecrusher: Boss let me play with his holomatter avatar. Bonecrusher: Yeah. Cuz you're flat. Bevel: *appears in the room by opening the door and tromping through it* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Whatever else he has to say is drowned out by delayed but delirious applause from Buzzsaw, via LOUD wing rattling* B l u r r: / waves at Bevel / Bevel: *waves to Blurr* ItsyBitsySpyers: }}Splendid. Beautiful. I -must- see the files.{{ Bonecrusher: *Oh, someone who appreciates the work he put into his avatar! Bows.* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Greetings, Blurr, Bevel. ... Bonecrusher.]] B l u r r: / rolls optic / B l u r r: / flops down on his couch. Oberyn will stand beside the arm rest and settle on the floor / Bonecrusher: Yeah, sure. It ain't done yet, I'm gonna hack off chunks of his armor and put rust underneath. Bevel: *perks at the avatar talk* Bonecrusher: *Takes a heavy seat near his fellow artist.* S'posed t' symbolize the corruption of the Golden Age. All shiny on top 'n' corroding underneath. Bonecrusher: Kinda heavy-handed but I'm still figurin' out the program, thought it'd be good texture practice. B l u r r: But are you REALLY rusting? Bonecrusher: Naw. Bevel: Extra heavy handed. Make his paint gold. B l u r r: ... Pity. B l u r r: It doesn't feel so bad once you're used to it. Bonecrusher: I can make 'em both. Bonecrusher: Huh. *looks at his arm* I was goin' for the whole "purity" thing, but gaudiness works too. Bonecrusher: ((cmon livestream you KNOW those were supposed to go the other way around)) B l u r r: [ lemme know when all are ready, i guess ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((ready)) Bonecrusher: ((ready!)) ItsyBitsySpyers: *A feeler claw snaps.* ItsyBitsySpyers: }}Little hands. Reaching through gaps.{{ ItsyBitsySpyers: }}Only visible up close.{{ Bevel: *snickers* Bonecrusher: ... Huh. What, t'be the people caught in the rust? B l u r r: / shoves another rust stick between his denta/ B l u r r: Mechs like to make rust a big deal. B l u r r: It's really not. B l u r r: [[ kay if were all ready then imma start ]] Bonecrusher: S'good symbolism. B l u r r: ... having rust? ItsyBitsySpyers: }}Yes! Yes, exactly.{{ He points at Blurr. }}You simply don't want to acknowledge that it is.{{ B l u r r: ... Acknowledge that it is /what/ ? ItsyBitsySpyers: ((I'M SO READY)) Bonecrusher: If there's little hands in the rust then there's gotta be, like, Senator faces reflected on the pretty armor. B l u r r: [[ oh yeah im assuming you guys still need captions? ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: }}Unhealthy.{{ ItsyBitsySpyers: ((yes please)) Bevel: ((please and thank you B l u r r: It isn't unhealthy. B l u r r: I mean, normal mechs probably think it is. Bonecrusher: Don't even know howta make the armor reflect things that aren't there. Bet there's a way to do it though. I ain't worked much with holograms. ItsyBitsySpyers: }}Joint experiment?{{ Bonecrusher: ... Maybe. You do much with holograms? B l u r r: / slouches in his couch and chews on more rust sticks. Pats Oberyn / ItsyBitsySpyers: }}You are familiar with my work.{{ ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage slinks over to Blurr, careful to avoid Oberyn by a mile* ItsyBitsySpyers: *And parks on the other side* B l u r r: / reaches over to let Ravage give him permission to pet / ItsyBitsySpyers: *Headbutt* Bonecrusher: Yeah, you done a good job on Boss's avatar. B l u r r: / Oberyn is on the floor on the other side. He okay / B l u r r: / pats Ravage's helm and scritches a little / B l u r r: Like the decorations? They're all freshly made. B l u r r: Raided a ship for its cargo. Found a few great jack-o-lanterns. Bonecrusher: *gross Nova Prime gagging noises at the movie. humans, being physical.* ItsyBitsySpyers: =They smell delicious.= B l u r r: Well, I suppose I could let you go home with a treat if you'd like. ItsyBitsySpyers: \\AM I LATE? AM I LATE?\\ B l u r r: Even if it's not Halloween just yet. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Frenzy skids in on his heelies and nearly trips* Bonecrusher: ... She ain't even bleedin'. B l u r r: [[ i love the amount of not concern on the parents faces ]]] B l u r r: [[ "Godd damnnn it , he did it again, John." ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage glowers at Frenzy for interrupting before looking up at Blurr* =Will be patient.= Bonecrusher: (("golly, michael, what'd we tell you about stabbing your sister?")) B l u r r: Good. I've got quite a lot planned this year, you see. B l u r r: It's my recycle date! / self assigned/ ItsyBitsySpyers: *Buzzsaw dips low in thanks for the compliment before floating up again* Bonecrusher: What, that the day they're gonna kill ya? B l u r r: ... No, that's the day I was recycled to be made. B l u r r: Put together, so to speak. Bonecrusher: ... Ya made outta trash? B l u r r: ... / tilts helm. Give him a moment. Hums / Yes. B l u r r: Put together with recycled parts and power sources. Bonecrusher: Heh. That a shrink? Shrinks suck. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[That is less effective on a Cybertronian. For the record.]] B l u r r: I swear, October is the only month I would visit that disgusting planet. B l u r r: Despite being a useless species, they aren'tso bad with Halloween. Bevel: What is less effective? Bonecrusher: Ain't nothin' a flesh bag can do would be effective on a Cybertronian. B l u r r: [[ bruh, neddles. you know she's gonna be in the new halloween, right? ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Cracking windows with a servo or feeler. It inspires more irritation than fear.]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((I AM SUPER AWARE)) ItsyBitsySpyers: \\LISTEN. LISTEN. YOU AIN'T SEEN THEM MECH HUMANS.\\ B l u r r: [[ i love it oh my god. She's my favorite ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: \\THEY HOLLOWED BREAKDOWN UP 'N MADE A SUIT OUTTA HIM. NASTY. COOL. BUT NASTY.\\ Bonecrusher: Mech-humans? What, like cyborgs? Bevel: Ew. B l u r r: They also like to make their own Cybertronians Bonecrusher: Saw 'em make Sunstreaker suits. ItsyBitsySpyers: \\NAW. THAT WAS LIKE. THE GROUP NAME.\\ Bonecrusher: Only the Autoboobs was dumb enough to get caught. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Make their own? They was Sunstreakers too? When did Sunstreaker get it?// Bonecrusher: Uh... frag, I dunno, like a decade ago? Bonecrusher: Think it messed up his head. He's fraggin' a bug now. B l u r r: That's because the Autobots in /other/ universes are too nice. ItsyBitsySpyers: //...What, like Kickback or somethin'?// Bonecrusher: Yeah, 'cept Kickback's got a brain. This one don't. B l u r r: [[ i would die in that class with that teacher's bored voice ]] Bonecrusher: ((the true monster in this movie: bad english teachers)) B l u r r: true horror ]] Bonecrusher: Bet it was the doctor that fragged him up. B l u r r: thats usually what they do B l u r r: [[ lemme know if it drops ]] Bonecrusher: Humans are nasty. B l u r r: [[ cause its telling me its dropping a lot ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: {{Gross nasty ooze meat. Good if got treat. Not good if no goodie.}} Bonecrusher: ((it's not dropping here)) Bonecrusher: I wouldn't eat nothin' humans touched. ... Unless it was, like, triple-filtered. B l u r r: They cook horrible things. ItsyBitsySpyers: {{Bird clean first.}} B l u r r: [[ oh, nice, Itunes. ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((it's dropping some)) Bonecrusher: ((would you look at these girls that definitely aren't high schoolers in the slightest)) B l u r r: [[ It's my itunes screwing up, too. ]] Bonecrusher: ((yep, now it's doing weird shiit.)) Bonecrusher: ((i think it's straightening out tho)) B l u r r: [[ well, im gonna get up to get food, so if it messes up, poke me on skype ]] Bonecrusher: ((feast!)) ItsyBitsySpyers: \\I WISH HE WOULDA FINISHED THE STORY.\\ Bonecrusher: What's a hollow-ween? B l u r r: It's the best holiday in existence ItsyBitsySpyers: {{Is best holiday, yes, yes. Scare everybody, get snack, have party.}} Bonecrusher: People give you free scrap on, uh. Cross-miss. B l u r r: That holiday is a waste B l u r r: Halloween is better. ItsyBitsySpyers: \\YEAH, BUT YA DON'T GET TO SCARE 'EM.\\ ItsyBitsySpyers: \\OR COSTUME UP ALL MONSTERLIKE.\\ B l u r r: It's honestly the best. Bonecrusher: Hey, I already got monster armor. *Puffs his Nova armor.* B l u r r: [[brb ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave huffs louder than usual* Bonecrusher: When do more humans start dyin'? B l u r r: when it gets there. B l u r r: [[ i forgot there was no dinner. im too lazy to hunt ]] Bonecrusher: ((EAT, SPEEDY)) ItsyBitsySpyers: \\YOU GOTTA ANTRIPLICATE THE DYIN'. GET ALL TENSE 'N SCRAP.\\ Bonecrusher: Don't wanna be tense. I just wanna watch humans die. B l u r r: They're awful slow. Human killers. Bonecrusher: I coulda chewed up everyone in this movie by now. B l u r r: I wouldn't recommend eating them. B l u r r: They get stuck between your denta. Bonecrusher: I know howta floss. Bevel: I like all the lights humans put up on Cross-miss. B l u r r: So do I. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Ravage does too, heh heh.// ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage growls. Rumble wasn't supposed to tell that.* B l u r r: I prefer mechs, however. Much better. Can taste the emotions and data. Bevel: *smiles at Ravage anyway* Bonecrusher: Ehhhh, I just like the crunch. Bonecrusher: And the screamin'.

ItsyBitsySpyers: }}Yes! Yes, exactly.{{ He points at Blurr. }}You simply don't want to acknowledge that it is.{{ B l u r r: ... Acknowledge that it is /what/ ? ItsyBitsySpyers: ((I'M SO READY)) Bonecrusher: If there's little hands in the rust then there's gotta be, like, Senator faces reflected on the pretty armor. B l u r r: [[ oh yeah im assuming you guys still need captions? ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: }}Unhealthy.{{ ItsyBitsySpyers: ((yes please)) Bevel: ((please and thank you B l u r r: It isn't unhealthy. B l u r r: I mean, normal mechs probably think it is. Bonecrusher: Don't even know howta make the armor reflect things that aren't there. Bet there's a way to do it though. I ain't worked much with holograms. ItsyBitsySpyers: }}Joint experiment?{{ Bonecrusher: ... Maybe. You do much with holograms? B l u r r: / slouches in his couch and chews on more rust sticks. Pats Oberyn / ItsyBitsySpyers: }}You are familiar with my work.{{ ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage slinks over to Blurr, careful to avoid Oberyn by a mile* ItsyBitsySpyers: *And parks on the other side* B l u r r: / reaches over to let Ravage give him permission to pet / ItsyBitsySpyers: *Headbutt* Bonecrusher: Yeah, you done a good job on Boss's avatar. B l u r r: / Oberyn is on the floor on the other side. He okay / B l u r r: / pats Ravage's helm and scritches a little / B l u r r: Like the decorations? They're all freshly made. B l u r r: Raided a ship for its cargo. Found a few great jack-o-lanterns. Bonecrusher: *gross Nova Prime gagging noises at the movie. humans, being physical.* ItsyBitsySpyers: =They smell delicious.= B l u r r: Well, I suppose I could let you go home with a treat if you'd like. ItsyBitsySpyers: \\AM I LATE? AM I LATE?\\ B l u r r: Even if it's not Halloween just yet. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Frenzy skids in on his heelies and nearly trips* Bonecrusher: ... She ain't even bleedin'. B l u r r: [[ i love the amount of not concern on the parents faces ]]] B l u r r: [[ "Godd damnnn it , he did it again, John." ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage glowers at Frenzy for interrupting before looking up at Blurr* =Will be patient.= Bonecrusher: (("golly, michael, what'd we tell you about stabbing your sister?")) B l u r r: Good. I've got quite a lot planned this year, you see. B l u r r: It's my recycle date! / self assigned/ ItsyBitsySpyers: *Buzzsaw dips low in thanks for the compliment before floating up again* Bonecrusher: What, that the day they're gonna kill ya? B l u r r: ... No, that's the day I was recycled to be made. B l u r r: Put together, so to speak. Bonecrusher: ... Ya made outta trash? B l u r r: ... / tilts helm. Give him a moment. Hums / Yes. B l u r r: Put together with recycled parts and power sources. Bonecrusher: Heh. That a shrink? Shrinks suck. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[That is less effective on a Cybertronian. For the record.]] B l u r r: I swear, October is the only month I would visit that disgusting planet. B l u r r: Despite being a useless species, they aren'tso bad with Halloween. Bevel: What is less effective? Bonecrusher: Ain't nothin' a flesh bag can do would be effective on a Cybertronian. B l u r r: [[ bruh, neddles. you know she's gonna be in the new halloween, right? ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Cracking windows with a servo or feeler. It inspires more irritation than fear.]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((I AM SUPER AWARE)) ItsyBitsySpyers: \\LISTEN. LISTEN. YOU AIN'T SEEN THEM MECH HUMANS.\\ B l u r r: [[ i love it oh my god. She's my favorite ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: \\THEY HOLLOWED BREAKDOWN UP 'N MADE A SUIT OUTTA HIM. NASTY. COOL. BUT NASTY.\\ Bonecrusher: Mech-humans? What, like cyborgs? Bevel: Ew. B l u r r: They also like to make their own Cybertronians Bonecrusher: Saw 'em make Sunstreaker suits. ItsyBitsySpyers: \\NAW. THAT WAS LIKE. THE GROUP NAME.\\ Bonecrusher: Only the Autoboobs was dumb enough to get caught. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Make their own? They was Sunstreakers too? When did Sunstreaker get it?// Bonecrusher: Uh... frag, I dunno, like a decade ago? Bonecrusher: Think it messed up his head. He's fraggin' a bug now. B l u r r: That's because the Autobots in /other/ universes are too nice. ItsyBitsySpyers: //...What, like Kickback or somethin'?// Bonecrusher: Yeah, 'cept Kickback's got a brain. This one don't. B l u r r: [[ i would die in that class with that teacher's bored voice ]] Bonecrusher: ((the true monster in this movie: bad english teachers)) B l u r r: true horror ]] Bonecrusher: Bet it was the doctor that fragged him up. B l u r r: thats usually what they do B l u r r: [[ lemme know if it drops ]] Bonecrusher: Humans are nasty. B l u r r: [[ cause its telling me its dropping a lot ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: {{Gross nasty ooze meat. Good if got treat. Not good if no goodie.}} Bonecrusher: ((it's not dropping here)) Bonecrusher: I wouldn't eat nothin' humans touched. ... Unless it was, like, triple-filtered. B l u r r: They cook horrible things. ItsyBitsySpyers: {{Bird clean first.}} B l u r r: [[ oh, nice, Itunes. ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((it's dropping some)) Bonecrusher: ((would you look at these girls that definitely aren't high schoolers in the slightest)) B l u r r: [[ It's my itunes screwing up, too. ]] Bonecrusher: ((yep, now it's doing weird shiit.)) Bonecrusher: ((i think it's straightening out tho)) B l u r r: [[ well, im gonna get up to get food, so if it messes up, poke me on skype ]] Bonecrusher: ((feast!)) ItsyBitsySpyers: \\I WISH HE WOULDA FINISHED THE STORY.\\ Bonecrusher: What's a hollow-ween? B l u r r: It's the best holiday in existence ItsyBitsySpyers: {{Is best holiday, yes, yes. Scare everybody, get snack, have party.}} Bonecrusher: People give you free scrap on, uh. Cross-miss. B l u r r: That holiday is a waste B l u r r: Halloween is better. ItsyBitsySpyers: \\YEAH, BUT YA DON'T GET TO SCARE 'EM.\\ ItsyBitsySpyers: \\OR COSTUME UP ALL MONSTERLIKE.\\ B l u r r: It's honestly the best. Bonecrusher: Hey, I already got monster armor. *Puffs his Nova armor.* B l u r r: [[brb ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave huffs louder than usual* Bonecrusher: When do more humans start dyin'? B l u r r: when it gets there. B l u r r: [[ i forgot there was no dinner. im too lazy to hunt ]] Bonecrusher: ((EAT, SPEEDY)) ItsyBitsySpyers: \\YOU GOTTA ANTRIPLICATE THE DYIN'. GET ALL TENSE 'N SCRAP.\\ Bonecrusher: Don't wanna be tense. I just wanna watch humans die. B l u r r: They're awful slow. Human killers. Bonecrusher: I coulda chewed up everyone in this movie by now. B l u r r: I wouldn't recommend eating them. B l u r r: They get stuck between your denta. Bonecrusher: I know howta floss. Bevel: I like all the lights humans put up on Cross-miss. B l u r r: So do I. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Ravage does too, heh heh.// ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage growls. Rumble wasn't supposed to tell that.* B l u r r: I prefer mechs, however. Much better. Can taste the emotions and data. Bevel: *smiles at Ravage anyway* Bonecrusher: Ehhhh, I just like the crunch. Bonecrusher: And the screamin'. ItsyBitsySpyers: //How come you ain't called Bonecruncher?// B l u r r: it's fun toscare them Bonecrusher: ... I 'unno. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Pfffffffhfhfhf Tarantula-man.// B l u r r: Humans are awfully fun to play with. B l u r r: [[ funny story: one of the managers we had at buffalo literally used to talk and walk like meyers and asked a server out on a date ]] B l u r r: [[ the more you know. *rainbow motion* ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: [[omg]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((..er, omg. without telepathy)) Bonecrusher: ((creepy)) B l u r r: [[ oh and he was much older ]] B l u r r: [[ so yes it was very creepy. ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((ew)) Bevel: ((eww B l u r r: [[ yes it was very ew ]] B l u r r: ... She literally spilled one thing on her clothes and needs to wash them right now? B l u r r: Dramatic. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Some of us prefer to keep clean.]] Bonecrusher: Why do they bother? B l u r r: I don't know. B l u r r: It's a waste. B l u r r: That little one is useless, too. B l u r r: [[ this little girl always annoyed me ]] Bonecrusher: They're still nasty. Did ya know humans got these tiny spigots all over their flesh that drip slime all the time? B l u r r: ... Slime? B l u r r: Never met a human that dripped slime. Bonecrusher: Yeah. They're always greasy and moist. B l u r r: That's sweat. Bonecrusher: YEAH. That's it. ItsyBitsySpyers: //It's gross.// B l u r r: Yes, humans are disgusting. Wing: *he's late. forever late. he's also not sure about being here. just let him slip quietly along the back* Bonecrusher: *hey there new guy, tonight Nova Fragging Prime is sitting on a couch.* Sup. B l u r r: She's an idiot anyway. Wearing those ugly yellow socks with anything. Wing: *well, he tried* *wave* Bonecrusher: What're socks? B l u r r: Those things on her legs ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Clothes. Weak leg armor.]] Bonecrusher: Oh. Bonecrusher: ((oh my god this lil kid tryna ninja around)) ItsyBitsySpyers: //Sounds like the Boss.// Bevel: Death? B l u r r: Tsk. Bonecrusher: Starin' at the wall like an idiot? ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Neither, thank you.]] B l u r r: ... Maybe he didn't see the wall. ItsyBitsySpyers: ((oh god this jackass and his line)) Bonecrusher: ((ew)) B l u r r: yeah ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((agreed)) Bonecrusher: ((so when do they get stabbed)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((not soon enough)) B l u r r: well, they're already breaking the three rules so ]] B l u r r: [[ ive shown scream, right? That's my favorite movie ]] Wing: ((saaaame)) Wing: ((I mean besides Rocky Horror)) Wing: ((and Return of the Living Dead)) Wing: (( @___@ I can't decide ***)) B l u r r: [[ i think id like to reshow cabin in the woods. ]] Bonecrusher: ((cabin in the woods is gr8)) B l u r r: [[ it is a favorite ]] Bonecrusher: *disgusted Nova Prime noises* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Frenzy stage whispers* \\TOO OVERCHARGED TO KEEP GOIN'\\ Bonecrusher: Turn that slag off, only one of us in here's a voyeur. Bonecrusher: ... *COUGH*soundwave*COUGH* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Ugh. He isn't interested in humans.]] ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Or most mechs.]] Bevel: *ugh interfacing movies* B l u r r: / snort / ItsyBitsySpyers: *Please, Primus, don't let Bonecrusher mention the recent thing.* Wing: *never mind. he'll just slip back out again and return home* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble throws a half-afted salute at Wing* Bonecrusher: MOST mechs. Wing: ((I tried. he's not having it)) ItsyBitsySpyers: *Slow turn to stare at Bonecrusher.* Bonecrusher: *if Nova didn't have a battlemask Bonecrusher would be giving him the smuggest smirk.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Congratulations, Bonecrusher. You've guaranteed he's going to be staring at you all the rest of the night. Without moving.* ItsyBitsySpyers: //Don't nobody call cops?// Bonecrusher: *you keep staring, sheet metal.*

B l u r r: / Oberyn is on the floor on the other side. He okay / B l u r r: / pats Ravage's helm and scritches a little / B l u r r: Like the decorations? They're all freshly made. B l u r r: Raided a ship for its cargo. Found a few great jack-o-lanterns. Bonecrusher: *gross Nova Prime gagging noises at the movie. humans, being physical.* ItsyBitsySpyers: =They smell delicious.= B l u r r: Well, I suppose I could let you go home with a treat if you'd like. ItsyBitsySpyers: \\AM I LATE? AM I LATE?\\ B l u r r: Even if it's not Halloween just yet. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Frenzy skids in on his heelies and nearly trips* Bonecrusher: ... She ain't even bleedin'. B l u r r: [[ i love the amount of not concern on the parents faces ]]] B l u r r: [[ "Godd damnnn it , he did it again, John." ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage glowers at Frenzy for interrupting before looking up at Blurr* =Will be patient.= Bonecrusher: (("golly, michael, what'd we tell you about stabbing your sister?")) B l u r r: Good. I've got quite a lot planned this year, you see. B l u r r: It's my recycle date! / self assigned/ ItsyBitsySpyers: *Buzzsaw dips low in thanks for the compliment before floating up again* Bonecrusher: What, that the day they're gonna kill ya? B l u r r: ... No, that's the day I was recycled to be made. B l u r r: Put together, so to speak. Bonecrusher: ... Ya made outta trash? B l u r r: ... / tilts helm. Give him a moment. Hums / Yes. B l u r r: Put together with recycled parts and power sources. Bonecrusher: Heh. That a shrink? Shrinks suck. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[That is less effective on a Cybertronian. For the record.]] B l u r r: I swear, October is the only month I would visit that disgusting planet. B l u r r: Despite being a useless species, they aren'tso bad with Halloween. Bevel: What is less effective? Bonecrusher: Ain't nothin' a flesh bag can do would be effective on a Cybertronian. B l u r r: [[ bruh, neddles. you know she's gonna be in the new halloween, right? ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Cracking windows with a servo or feeler. It inspires more irritation than fear.]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((I AM SUPER AWARE)) ItsyBitsySpyers: \\LISTEN. LISTEN. YOU AIN'T SEEN THEM MECH HUMANS.\\ B l u r r: [[ i love it oh my god. She's my favorite ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: \\THEY HOLLOWED BREAKDOWN UP 'N MADE A SUIT OUTTA HIM. NASTY. COOL. BUT NASTY.\\ Bonecrusher: Mech-humans? What, like cyborgs? Bevel: Ew. B l u r r: They also like to make their own Cybertronians Bonecrusher: Saw 'em make Sunstreaker suits. ItsyBitsySpyers: \\NAW. THAT WAS LIKE. THE GROUP NAME.\\ Bonecrusher: Only the Autoboobs was dumb enough to get caught. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Make their own? They was Sunstreakers too? When did Sunstreaker get it?// Bonecrusher: Uh... frag, I dunno, like a decade ago? Bonecrusher: Think it messed up his head. He's fraggin' a bug now. B l u r r: That's because the Autobots in /other/ universes are too nice. ItsyBitsySpyers: //...What, like Kickback or somethin'?// Bonecrusher: Yeah, 'cept Kickback's got a brain. This one don't. B l u r r: [[ i would die in that class with that teacher's bored voice ]] Bonecrusher: ((the true monster in this movie: bad english teachers)) B l u r r: true horror ]] Bonecrusher: Bet it was the doctor that fragged him up. B l u r r: thats usually what they do B l u r r: [[ lemme know if it drops ]] Bonecrusher: Humans are nasty. B l u r r: [[ cause its telling me its dropping a lot ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: {{Gross nasty ooze meat. Good if got treat. Not good if no goodie.}} Bonecrusher: ((it's not dropping here)) Bonecrusher: I wouldn't eat nothin' humans touched. ... Unless it was, like, triple-filtered. B l u r r: They cook horrible things. ItsyBitsySpyers: {{Bird clean first.}} B l u r r: [[ oh, nice, Itunes. ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((it's dropping some)) Bonecrusher: ((would you look at these girls that definitely aren't high schoolers in the slightest)) B l u r r: [[ It's my itunes screwing up, too. ]] Bonecrusher: ((yep, now it's doing weird shiit.)) Bonecrusher: ((i think it's straightening out tho)) B l u r r: [[ well, im gonna get up to get food, so if it messes up, poke me on skype ]] Bonecrusher: ((feast!)) ItsyBitsySpyers: \\I WISH HE WOULDA FINISHED THE STORY.\\ Bonecrusher: What's a hollow-ween? B l u r r: It's the best holiday in existence ItsyBitsySpyers: {{Is best holiday, yes, yes. Scare everybody, get snack, have party.}} Bonecrusher: People give you free scrap on, uh. Cross-miss. B l u r r: That holiday is a waste B l u r r: Halloween is better. ItsyBitsySpyers: \\YEAH, BUT YA DON'T GET TO SCARE 'EM.\\ ItsyBitsySpyers: \\OR COSTUME UP ALL MONSTERLIKE.\\ B l u r r: It's honestly the best. Bonecrusher: Hey, I already got monster armor. *Puffs his Nova armor.* B l u r r: [[brb ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave huffs louder than usual* Bonecrusher: When do more humans start dyin'? B l u r r: when it gets there. B l u r r: [[ i forgot there was no dinner. im too lazy to hunt ]] Bonecrusher: ((EAT, SPEEDY)) ItsyBitsySpyers: \\YOU GOTTA ANTRIPLICATE THE DYIN'. GET ALL TENSE 'N SCRAP.\\ Bonecrusher: Don't wanna be tense. I just wanna watch humans die. B l u r r: They're awful slow. Human killers. Bonecrusher: I coulda chewed up everyone in this movie by now. B l u r r: I wouldn't recommend eating them. B l u r r: They get stuck between your denta. Bonecrusher: I know howta floss. Bevel: I like all the lights humans put up on Cross-miss. B l u r r: So do I. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Ravage does too, heh heh.// ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage growls. Rumble wasn't supposed to tell that.* B l u r r: I prefer mechs, however. Much better. Can taste the emotions and data. Bevel: *smiles at Ravage anyway* Bonecrusher: Ehhhh, I just like the crunch. Bonecrusher: And the screamin'. ItsyBitsySpyers: //How come you ain't called Bonecruncher?// B l u r r: it's fun toscare them Bonecrusher: ... I 'unno. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Pfffffffhfhfhf Tarantula-man.// B l u r r: Humans are awfully fun to play with. B l u r r: [[ funny story: one of the managers we had at buffalo literally used to talk and walk like meyers and asked a server out on a date ]] B l u r r: [[ the more you know. *rainbow motion* ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: [[omg]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((..er, omg. without telepathy)) Bonecrusher: ((creepy)) B l u r r: [[ oh and he was much older ]] B l u r r: [[ so yes it was very creepy. ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((ew)) Bevel: ((eww B l u r r: [[ yes it was very ew ]] B l u r r: ... She literally spilled one thing on her clothes and needs to wash them right now? B l u r r: Dramatic. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Some of us prefer to keep clean.]] Bonecrusher: Why do they bother? B l u r r: I don't know. B l u r r: It's a waste. B l u r r: That little one is useless, too. B l u r r: [[ this little girl always annoyed me ]] Bonecrusher: They're still nasty. Did ya know humans got these tiny spigots all over their flesh that drip slime all the time? B l u r r: ... Slime? B l u r r: Never met a human that dripped slime. Bonecrusher: Yeah. They're always greasy and moist. B l u r r: That's sweat. Bonecrusher: YEAH. That's it. ItsyBitsySpyers: //It's gross.// B l u r r: Yes, humans are disgusting. Wing: *he's late. forever late. he's also not sure about being here. just let him slip quietly along the back* Bonecrusher: *hey there new guy, tonight Nova Fragging Prime is sitting on a couch.* Sup. B l u r r: She's an idiot anyway. Wearing those ugly yellow socks with anything. Wing: *well, he tried* *wave* Bonecrusher: What're socks? B l u r r: Those things on her legs ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Clothes. Weak leg armor.]] Bonecrusher: Oh. Bonecrusher: ((oh my god this lil kid tryna ninja around)) ItsyBitsySpyers: //Sounds like the Boss.// Bevel: Death? B l u r r: Tsk. Bonecrusher: Starin' at the wall like an idiot? ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Neither, thank you.]] B l u r r: ... Maybe he didn't see the wall. ItsyBitsySpyers: ((oh god this jackass and his line)) Bonecrusher: ((ew)) B l u r r: yeah ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((agreed)) Bonecrusher: ((so when do they get stabbed)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((not soon enough)) B l u r r: well, they're already breaking the three rules so ]] B l u r r: [[ ive shown scream, right? That's my favorite movie ]] Wing: ((saaaame)) Wing: ((I mean besides Rocky Horror)) Wing: ((and Return of the Living Dead)) Wing: (( @___@ I can't decide ***)) B l u r r: [[ i think id like to reshow cabin in the woods. ]] Bonecrusher: ((cabin in the woods is gr8)) B l u r r: [[ it is a favorite ]] Bonecrusher: *disgusted Nova Prime noises* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Frenzy stage whispers* \\TOO OVERCHARGED TO KEEP GOIN'\\ Bonecrusher: Turn that slag off, only one of us in here's a voyeur. Bonecrusher: ... *COUGH*soundwave*COUGH* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Ugh. He isn't interested in humans.]] ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Or most mechs.]] Bevel: *ugh interfacing movies* B l u r r: / snort / ItsyBitsySpyers: *Please, Primus, don't let Bonecrusher mention the recent thing.* Wing: *never mind. he'll just slip back out again and return home* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble throws a half-afted salute at Wing* Bonecrusher: MOST mechs. Wing: ((I tried. he's not having it)) ItsyBitsySpyers: *Slow turn to stare at Bonecrusher.* Bonecrusher: *if Nova didn't have a battlemask Bonecrusher would be giving him the smuggest smirk.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Congratulations, Bonecrusher. You've guaranteed he's going to be staring at you all the rest of the night. Without moving.* ItsyBitsySpyers: //Don't nobody call cops?// Bonecrusher: *you keep staring, sheet metal.* Bonecrusher: How come humans are so dumb? Bonecrusher: Turn the fraggin' lights on. B l u r r: They never do ItsyBitsySpyers: *Frenzy scoots closer* ItsyBitsySpyers: \\DRAMATIC FRAGGER, AIN'T HE.\\ Bonecrusher: ((is he like, standing somewhere with a bunch of tripwires to pull open the doors at the right time)) B l u r r: [[plot twist: he's the home alone kid gone wild ] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((they did say someone stole rope along with masks)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((omg blurr)) Bonecrusher: ((omg)) Bonecrusher: (("leave ME at home whole they go to paris, will they?!")) B l u r r: [[ "FOR THREE VACATIONS " ]] B l u r r: [[ he finally had it ]] Bonecrusher: They're punchin' through doors and windows like they're nothin'. Shoddy construction. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Well, yeah. It ain't good metal. It's like. Tree.// Bonecrusher: Yeah, but humans are made outta meat. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Only thing can't beat a tree's the Prime.// Bevel: *laughs* B l u r r: /scoff/ Depends on the prime, I suppose. Bonecrusher: *doesn't get it, but thinks that it's an insult to the prime, so laughs*

Bonecrusher: ((EAT, SPEEDY)) ItsyBitsySpyers: \\YOU GOTTA ANTRIPLICATE THE DYIN'. GET ALL TENSE 'N SCRAP.\\ Bonecrusher: Don't wanna be tense. I just wanna watch humans die. B l u r r: They're awful slow. Human killers. Bonecrusher: I coulda chewed up everyone in this movie by now. B l u r r: I wouldn't recommend eating them. B l u r r: They get stuck between your denta. Bonecrusher: I know howta floss. Bevel: I like all the lights humans put up on Cross-miss. B l u r r: So do I. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Ravage does too, heh heh.// ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage growls. Rumble wasn't supposed to tell that.* B l u r r: I prefer mechs, however. Much better. Can taste the emotions and data. Bevel: *smiles at Ravage anyway* Bonecrusher: Ehhhh, I just like the crunch. Bonecrusher: And the screamin'. ItsyBitsySpyers: //How come you ain't called Bonecruncher?// B l u r r: it's fun toscare them Bonecrusher: ... I 'unno. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Pfffffffhfhfhf Tarantula-man.// B l u r r: Humans are awfully fun to play with. B l u r r: [[ funny story: one of the managers we had at buffalo literally used to talk and walk like meyers and asked a server out on a date ]] B l u r r: [[ the more you know. *rainbow motion* ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: [[omg]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((..er, omg. without telepathy)) Bonecrusher: ((creepy)) B l u r r: [[ oh and he was much older ]] B l u r r: [[ so yes it was very creepy. ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((ew)) Bevel: ((eww B l u r r: [[ yes it was very ew ]] B l u r r: ... She literally spilled one thing on her clothes and needs to wash them right now? B l u r r: Dramatic. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Some of us prefer to keep clean.]] Bonecrusher: Why do they bother? B l u r r: I don't know. B l u r r: It's a waste. B l u r r: That little one is useless, too. B l u r r: [[ this little girl always annoyed me ]] Bonecrusher: They're still nasty. Did ya know humans got these tiny spigots all over their flesh that drip slime all the time? B l u r r: ... Slime? B l u r r: Never met a human that dripped slime. Bonecrusher: Yeah. They're always greasy and moist. B l u r r: That's sweat. Bonecrusher: YEAH. That's it. ItsyBitsySpyers: //It's gross.// B l u r r: Yes, humans are disgusting. Wing: *he's late. forever late. he's also not sure about being here. just let him slip quietly along the back* Bonecrusher: *hey there new guy, tonight Nova Fragging Prime is sitting on a couch.* Sup. B l u r r: She's an idiot anyway. Wearing those ugly yellow socks with anything. Wing: *well, he tried* *wave* Bonecrusher: What're socks? B l u r r: Those things on her legs ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Clothes. Weak leg armor.]] Bonecrusher: Oh. Bonecrusher: ((oh my god this lil kid tryna ninja around)) ItsyBitsySpyers: //Sounds like the Boss.// Bevel: Death? B l u r r: Tsk. Bonecrusher: Starin' at the wall like an idiot? ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Neither, thank you.]] B l u r r: ... Maybe he didn't see the wall. ItsyBitsySpyers: ((oh god this jackass and his line)) Bonecrusher: ((ew)) B l u r r: yeah ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((agreed)) Bonecrusher: ((so when do they get stabbed)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((not soon enough)) B l u r r: well, they're already breaking the three rules so ]] B l u r r: [[ ive shown scream, right? That's my favorite movie ]] Wing: ((saaaame)) Wing: ((I mean besides Rocky Horror)) Wing: ((and Return of the Living Dead)) Wing: (( @___@ I can't decide ***)) B l u r r: [[ i think id like to reshow cabin in the woods. ]] Bonecrusher: ((cabin in the woods is gr8)) B l u r r: [[ it is a favorite ]] Bonecrusher: *disgusted Nova Prime noises* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Frenzy stage whispers* \\TOO OVERCHARGED TO KEEP GOIN'\\ Bonecrusher: Turn that slag off, only one of us in here's a voyeur. Bonecrusher: ... *COUGH*soundwave*COUGH* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Ugh. He isn't interested in humans.]] ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Or most mechs.]] Bevel: *ugh interfacing movies* B l u r r: / snort / ItsyBitsySpyers: *Please, Primus, don't let Bonecrusher mention the recent thing.* Wing: *never mind. he'll just slip back out again and return home* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble throws a half-afted salute at Wing* Bonecrusher: MOST mechs. Wing: ((I tried. he's not having it)) ItsyBitsySpyers: *Slow turn to stare at Bonecrusher.* Bonecrusher: *if Nova didn't have a battlemask Bonecrusher would be giving him the smuggest smirk.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Congratulations, Bonecrusher. You've guaranteed he's going to be staring at you all the rest of the night. Without moving.* ItsyBitsySpyers: //Don't nobody call cops?// Bonecrusher: *you keep staring, sheet metal.* Bonecrusher: How come humans are so dumb? Bonecrusher: Turn the fraggin' lights on. B l u r r: They never do ItsyBitsySpyers: *Frenzy scoots closer* ItsyBitsySpyers: \\DRAMATIC FRAGGER, AIN'T HE.\\ Bonecrusher: ((is he like, standing somewhere with a bunch of tripwires to pull open the doors at the right time)) B l u r r: [[plot twist: he's the home alone kid gone wild ] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((they did say someone stole rope along with masks)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((omg blurr)) Bonecrusher: ((omg)) Bonecrusher: (("leave ME at home whole they go to paris, will they?!")) B l u r r: [[ "FOR THREE VACATIONS " ]] B l u r r: [[ he finally had it ]] Bonecrusher: They're punchin' through doors and windows like they're nothin'. Shoddy construction. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Well, yeah. It ain't good metal. It's like. Tree.// Bonecrusher: Yeah, but humans are made outta meat. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Only thing can't beat a tree's the Prime.// Bevel: *laughs* B l u r r: /scoff/ Depends on the prime, I suppose. Bonecrusher: *doesn't get it, but thinks that it's an insult to the prime, so laughs* ItsyBitsySpyers: \\FINISH HIM!\\ Bonecrusher: *... Is Soundwave still staring?* ItsyBitsySpyers: *yeeeeep* Bonecrusher: *............... that's fine.* ItsyBitsySpyers: //What, your Prime never been tree-punched?// ItsyBitsySpyers: //I ain't believin' it.// B l u r r: / vents/ Honestly. B l u r r: My Prime? Never. Bonecrusher: You saw him punch through a door 'n' you think that one's gonna stop him? It's got holes in it? B l u r r: Well, she'smaking noise, so he knows she's there Bonecrusher: Moron. B l u r r: / tenses up and flinches just slightly / Bonecrusher: ... What, he's dead already? Bonecrusher: Oh. B l u r r: Well, guess he's not dead dead. B l u r r: Which means the monster wins. /chews on another rust stick / Bonecrusher: Whaddaya mean, he was shot like twenty times. B l u r r: yeah but he got away Bevel: Humans can survive a lot of really bad stuff sometimes. Maybe he will too. ItsyBitsySpyers: \\HE FOLLOWS HER SOME MORE. LIKE. TO A HOSPITAL.\\ ItsyBitsySpyers: \\MAYBE HE FIXES HIMSELF UP OR SOMETHIN'.\\ Bevel: Oh no B l u r r: Not as mysterious as Jason. Bonecrusher: ... But humans are weak. B l u r r: Consistently so. Bevel: Is Jason another murderer guy? B l u r r: Mm yes. B l u r r: He's from a different movie. ItsyBitsySpyers: //You sound kinda scared.// Rumble grins at Bonecrusher. B l u r r: / snicker/ Oh, is he? Bonecrusher: NAW. I'm mad. It's stupid. He's supposed t'be dead. B l u r r: So, you'd rather the good guys win? Bonecrusher: *looks at Blurr like he's crazy.* Bonecrusher: Who gives a frag? They're all humans. B l u r r: But if you had to choose. Bevel: *know what she'd choose but no one's asking her* Bevel: *will happily reach over to look at some of Blurr's decorations for the room* Bonecrusher: I'd choose to step on all of them. B l u r r: / good. check out the deco's / B l u r r: I'm saying if you had to choose between the person ridding the world of more humans or the humans saving other humans Bonecrusher: *Squints* ... I don't give a frag. I wanna step on all of them. B l u r r: ...Ah. A processor is a horrible thing to waste. B l u r r: / sticks another rust stick in his mouth/ Bonecrusher: Hey! What's that supposed to mean?! B l u r r: It means you're not broadening your thought process. Bonecrusher: What's THAT supposed to mean?! You callin' me stupid? B l u r r: No. If I wanted to call you stupid, I would. B l u r r: / cracks the rust stick in half / B l u r r: I'm asking you if you had to choose. You're choosing an option not given. Bonecrusher: *... now he's confused. default to aggression* You're callin' me stupid! Hey! Maybe I don't give a frag bout your dumb question, how 'bout that? You think of that, smart guy? Huh? B l u r r: K-KYAHAHAHAA!! B l u r r: / kicks a leg out. Cackling loudly / Bonecrusher: WHO YOU LAUGHING AT?! B l u r r: He gets angry!! /jumps up to his pedes / Like I said, if I was calling you stupid, I would have. ItsyBitsySpyers: *He's absolutely giving this to Prowl later.* B l u r r: [[ i hope he gives it to prowl with the background music ]] Bonecrusher: You think I'm too dumb to know when someone's callin' me stupid?! Huh?! B l u r r: Absolutely not. I think you're intelligent to know that I'm blunt and when I want to call someone stupid, I will. Bonecrusher: ... YEAH. S'right. I am. Frag straight. B l u r r: / smirks / B l u r r: What's a mech like you doing these days, hn? B l u r r: With all that intelligence, one would think you could run any cat 1 raid. Bonecrusher: Run a what? I mean—YEAH. Sure. I could. If I wanted. Got better slag to do though. B l u r r: Oh? Like what? B l u r r: / smirks at vacant side/ He's so smart, isn't he? /nod nod nod. Dodge and Velocity are dying of laughter fyi / Bonecrusher: Who you talkin' to. B l u r r: /smirks and motions to his sides / Dodge. Velocity. Bonecrusher: *Squints.* ... Don't see nobody. B l u r r: / makes a face/ Oh ? What a pity... B l u r r: / glances around / Everyone else can. And here I thought you were intelligent... B l u r r: / disappointed sigh. 8( / Bonecrusher: HEY! You ARE callin' me stupid! I oughta—! Bonecrusher: *saw soundwave out of the corner of his optic. HE'S STILL STARING.* B l u r r: You oughta...? B l u r r: / is waiting. Turns to his side / Oh, don't worry. Maybe he'll see you eventually . Bonecrusher: ... i oughta... i oughta go back t'... boss is probably gonna... y'know... Bonecrusher: ... m'gonna go home. B l u r r: Oh? Pity. B l u r r: We were just starting to get to know you. Bonecrusher: *watches Soundwave uncomfortably a moment.* B l u r r: Well, if you ever want to drop by. Let us know. /smirk/ ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Yes. He should leave too. He has business to attend to.]] He says while not moving at all. B l u r r: /reaches down to scritch Ravage / See you later, mech. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage rumbles and nods.* =Next time.= B l u r r: Oberyn! /monster wolf to his side / Come along. We have business with a few mechs in the brig. Bonecrusher: *... he's gonna just. turn off.* B l u r r: See you later, new mech /wiggle claws / B l u r r: / waves to soundwave / ItsyBitsySpyers: *Waits a second, makes sure Bonecrusher isn't coming back. Huffs, turns to Blurr, and nods.* [[A pleasant evening. Goodnight, Blurr.]] *And off to harass his new playtoy some more, everyone in tow.*

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44 Writing Hacks From Some of the Greatest Writers Who Ever Lived

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44 Writing Hacks From Some of the Greatest Writers Who Ever Lived

Writing looks fun, but doing it professionally is hard. Like really hard. Why on earth am I doing this?-hard.

Which is probably why so many people want to write, yet so few actually do. But there are ways to make it easier, as many writers can tell you. Tricks that have been discovered over the centuries to help with this difficult craft.

In another industry, these tricks would be considered trade secrets. But writers are generous and they love to share (often in books about writing). They explain their own strategies for how to deal with writers block to how to make sure your computer never eats your manuscript. They give away this hard-won knowledge so that other aspiring writers wont have to struggle in the same way. Over my career, Ive tried to collect these little bits of wisdom in my commonplace book (also a writers trick which I picked up from Montaigne) and am grateful for the guidance theyve provided.

Below, Ive shared a collection of writing hacks from some amazing writers like Kurt Vonnegut, George Orwell, Stephen King, Elizabeth Gilbert, Anne Lamott, and Raymond Chandler. I hope its not too presumptuous but I snuck in a few of my own too (not that I think Im anywhere near as good as them).

Anyway, heres to making this tough job a tiny bit easier!

[*] When you have an idea for an article or a bookwrite it down. Dont let it float around in your head. Thats a recipe for losing it. As Beethoven is reported to have said, If I don’t write it down immediately I forget it right away. If I put it into a sketchbook I never forget it, and I never have to look it up again.

[*] The important thing is to start. At the end of John Fantes book Dreams from Bunker Hill, the character, a writer, reminds himself that if he can write one great line, he can write two and if he can write two he can write three, and if he can write three, he can write forever. He pauses. Even that seemed insurmountable. So he types out four lines from one of his favorite poems. What the hell, he says, a man has to start someplace.

[*] In fact, a lot of writers use that last technique. In Tobias Wolffs autobiographical novel Old School, the character types the passages from his favorite books just to know what it feels like to have those words flow through his fingertips. Hunter S. Thompson often did the same thing. This is another reason why technologies like ebooks and Evernote are inferior to physical interaction. Just highlighting something and saving it to a computer? Theres no tactile memory there.

[*] The greatest part of a writers time is spent in reading; a man will turn over half a library to make one book. Samuel Johnson

[*] Tim Ferriss has said that the goal for a productive writing life is two crappy pages a day. Just enough to make progress, not too ambitious to be intimidating.

[*] They say breakfast (protein) in the morning helps brain function. But in my experience, thats a trade-off with waking up and getting started right away. Apparently Kurt Vonnegut only ate after he worked for 2 hours. Maybe he felt like after that hed earned food.

[*] Michael Malice has advised dont edit while you write. I think this is good advice.

[*] In addition to making a distinction between editing and writing, Robert Greene advises to make an equally important distinction between research and writing. Trying to find where youre going while youre doing it is begging to get horribly lost. Writing is easier when the research is done and the framework has been laid out.

[*] Nassim Taleb wrote in Antifragile that every sentence in the book was a derivation, an application or an interpretation of the short maxim he opened with. THAT is why you want to get your thesis down and perfect. It makes the whole book/essay easier.

[*] Break big projects down into small, discrete chunks. As I am writing a book, I create a separate document for each chapter, as I am writing them. Its only later when I have gotten to the end that these chapters are combined into a single file. Why? The same reason it feels easier to swim seven sets of ten laps, than to swim a mile. Breaking it up into pieces makes it seem more achievable. The other benefit in writing? It creates a sense that each piece must stand on its own.

[*] Embrace what the strategist and theorist John Boyd called the draw-down period. Take a break right before you start. To think, to reflect, to doubt.

[*] On being a writer: All the days of his life he should be reading as faithfully as his partaking of food; reading, watching, listening. John Fante

[*] Dont get caught up with pesky details. When I am writing a draft, I try not to be concerned with exact dates, facts or figures. If I remember that a study conducted by INSERT UNIVERSITY found that XX% of businesses fail in the first FIVE/SIX? months, thats what I write (exactly like that). If I am writing that on June XX, 19XX Ronald Reagan gave his famous Tear Down This Wall speech in Berlin in front of XX,XXX people, thats how its going to look. Momentum is the most important thing in writing, so Ill fill the details in later. I just need to get the sentences down first. “Get through a draft as quickly as possible.” is how Joshua Wolf Shenk put it.

[*] Raymond Chandler had a trick of using small pieces of paper so he would never be afraid to start over. Also with only 12-15 lines per page, it forced economy of thought and actionwhich is why his stuff is so readable.

[*] In The Artists Way, Julia Cameron reminds us that our morning pages and our journaling dont count as writing. Just as walking doesnt count as exercise, this is just priming the pumpits a meditative experience. Make sure you treat it as such.

[*] Steven Pressfield said that he used to save each one of his manuscripts on a disk that hed keep in the glovebox of his car. Robert Greene told me he sometimes puts a copy of his manuscript in the trunk of his car just in case. I bought a fireproof gun safe and keep my stuff in therejust in case.

[*] My editor Niki Papadopoulos at Penguin: Its not what a book is. Its what a book does.

[*] While you are writing, read things totally unrelated to what youre writing. Youll be amazed at the totally unexpected connections youll make or strange things youll discover. As Shelby Foote put it in an interview with The Paris Review: I cant begin to tell you the things I discovered while I was looking for something else.

[*] Writing requires what Cal Newport calls deep workperiods of long, uninterrupted focus and creativity. If you dont give yourself enough of this time, your work suffers. He recommends recording your deep work time each dayso you actually know if youre budgeting properly.

[*] Software does not make you a better writer. Fuck Evernote. Fuck Scrivner. You dont need to get fancy. If classics were created with quill and ink, youll probably be fine with a Word Document. Or a blank piece of paper. Dont let technology distract you. As Joyce Carol Oates put it in an interview, Every writer has written by hand until relatively recent times. Writing is a consequence of thinking, planning, dreaming this is the process that results in writing, rather than the way in which the writing is recorded.

[*] Talk about the ideas in the work everywhere. Talk about the work itself nowhere. Dont be the person who tweets Im working on my novel. Be too busy writing for that. Helen Simpson has Faire et se taire from Flaubert on a Post-it near her desk, which she translates as Shut up and get on with it.

[*] Why cant you talk about the work? Its not because someone might steal it. Its because the validation you get on social media has a perverse effect. Youll less likely to put in the hard work to complete something that youve already been patted (or patted yourself) on the back for.

[*] When you find yourself stuck with writers block, pick up the phone and call someone smart and talk to them about whatever the specific area youre stuck with is. Not that youre stuck, but about the topic. By the time you put your phone down, youll have plenty to write. (As Seth Godin put it, nobody gets talkers block.)

[*] Keep a commonplace book with anecdotes, stories and quotes you can always usefrom inspiration to directly using in your writing. And these can be anything. H.L. Mencken for example, would methodically fill a notebook with incidents, recording scraps of dialogue and slang, columns from the New York Sun.

[*] As you write down quotes and observations in your commonplace book, make sure to do it by hand. As Raymond Chandler wrote, when you have to use your energy to put words down, you are more apt to make them count.

[*] Elizabeth Gilbert has a good trick for cutting: As you go along, Ask yourself if this sentence, paragraph, or chapter truly furthers the narrative. If not, chuck it. And as Stephen King famously put it, kill your darlings, kill your darlings, even when it breaks your egocentric little scribblers heart, kill your darlings.

[*] Strenuous exercise everyday. For me, and for a lot of other writers, its running. Novelist Don DeLillo told The Paris Review how after writing for four hours, he goes running to shake off one world and enter another. Joyce Carol Oates, in her ode to running, said that the twin activities of running and writing keep the writer reasonably sane and with the hope, however illusory and temporary, of control.

[*] Ask yourself these four questions from George Orwell: What am I trying to say? What words will express it? What image or idiom will make it clearer? Is this image fresh enough to have an effect? Then finish with these final two questions: Could I put it more shortly? Have I said anything that is avoidably ugly?

[*] As a writer you need to make use of everything that happens around you and use it as material. Make use of Seinfelds question: Im never not working on material. Every second of my existence, I am thinking, Can I do something with that?

[*] Airplanes with no wifi are a great place to write and even better for editing. Because there is nowhere to go and nothing else to do.

[*] Print and put a couple of important quotes up on the wall to help guide you (either generally, or for a specific project). Heres a quote from a scholar describing why Ciceros speeches were so effective which I put on my wall while I was writing my first book. At his best [Cicero] offered a sustained interest, a constant variety, a consummate blend of humour and pathos, of narrative and argument, of description and declamation; while every part is subordinated to the purpose of the whole, and combines, despite its intricacy of detail, to form a dramatic and coherent unit. (emphasis mine)

[*] Focus on what youre saying, worry less about how. As William March wrote in The Bad Seed, A great novelist with something to say has no concern with style or oddity of presentation.

[*] A little trick I came up with. After every day of work, I save my manuscript as a new file (for example: EgoIsTheEnemy2-26.docx) which is saved on my computer and in Dropbox (before Dropbox, I just emailed it to myself). This way I keep a running record of the evolution of book. It comforts me that I can always go back if I mess something up or if I have to turn back around.

[*] Famous ad-man David Ogilvy put it bluntly: Use short words, short sentences and short paragraphs.

[*] Envision who you are writing this for. Like really picture them. Dont go off in a cave and do this solely for yourself. As Kurt Vonnegut put it in his interview with The Paris Review: …every successful creative person creates with an audience of one in mind. Thats the secret of artistic unity. Anybody can achieve it, if he or she will make something with only one person in mind.

[*] Do not chase exotic locations to do some writing. Budd Schulbergs novel The Disenchanted about his time with F. Scott Fitzgerald expresses the dangers well: It was a time everyone was pressing wonderful houses on us. I have a perfectly marvelous house for you to write in, theyd say. Of course no one needs marvelous houses to write in. I still knew that much. All you needed was one room. But somehow the next house always beckoned.”

[*] True enough, though John Fante said that when you get stuck writing, hit the road.

[*] Commitments (at the micro-level) are important too. An article a week? An article a month? A book a year? A script every six weeks? Pick something, but commit to itpublicly or contractually. Quantity produces quality, as Ray Bradbury put it.

[*] Dont ever write anything you dont like yourself and if you do like it, dont take anyones advice about changing it. They just dont know. Raymond Chandler

[*] Neil Strauss and Tucker Max gave me another helpful iteration of that idea (which I later learned is from Neil Gaiman): When someone tells you something is wrong with your writing, theyre usually right. When they tell you how to fix it, theyre almost always wrong.

[*] Ogilvy had another good rule: Never use jargon words like reconceptualize, demassification, attitudinally, judgmentally. They are hallmarks of a pretentious ass.

[*] Print out the work and edit it by hand as often as possible. It gives you the readers point of view.

[*] Hemingway advised fellow writer Thomas Wolfe to break off work when you ‘are going good.’Then you can rest easily and on the next day easily resume. Brian Koppelman (Rounders, Billions) has referred to this as stopping on wet edge. It staves off the despair the next day.

[*] Keep the momentum: Never stop when you are stuck. You may not be able to solve the problem, but turn aside and write something else. Do not stop altogether. Jeanette Winterson

That taps me out for now. But every time I read I compile a few more notecards. Ill update you when Ive got another round to share.

In the meantime, stop reading stuff on the internet and get back to writing!

But if you have a second…share your own tips below.