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He always ends up being adorable while playing scary games 🥺
Anti in the Spy Dad AU :)
I was kinda Scared to post this, but here goes...
JSE-Verse Headcanon:
"Jack Has been Kidnapped by some unknown Scientist and does a Test Subject to him by stimulating his Brain with simulations to Awakens his Dark self (Anti)"
May you touch dragonflies and stars
Dance with fairies and talk to the moon
These 2 are disasters
I love them
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New Beginnings- Chapter One: “How did I get here?”
So this Story was Inspired by a @oh-itskitkat edit. Specifically this one https://oh-itskitkat.tumblr.com/post/612154125154664448/how-did-i-get-here-please-do-not-stealrepost
JJ’s POV
I hit the ground with a quiet “oof”, my vision still swirling from the sudden onslaught of colors and lights. I lay there for probably around thirty-two seconds, the ringing in my ears beginning to fade being replaced with the loud sounds of people talking, loud horns, and people walking. I slowly bring my hands under me and slowly push myself up and to my knees, my entire body feeling as though it’s been pulled apart and put back together again as I take a few deep breaths as I slowly lift my head, wincing at the light until the world around me comes into focus.
Confusion washes over as I take in my surroundings. The people are half dressed while they walk, ignoring their surroundings, staring at small t.vs(?) in their hand or just looking ahead with deadpan faces. The abnormally large buildings tower over everything, looking like they should be crumbling under their own weight. The loud cars zipping past without seemingly a care in the world. I push myself up so I’m standing down. Shaking the dizziness from my head, I notice that the back of my suit is a bit crumpled as if someone grabbed me by the back of my collar and pulled.
After a few people bump into me I begin to walk with the flow of the crowd, trying not to become overwhelmed with all the sounds, the bright lights and the smells as I try to figure out where in the world I am. After thirty minutes or so of wandering around, still a bit dazed, I notice that the occasional person would stop and stare at part of my face with either shocked or confused looks.
As I pass in-front of a store out of the corner of my eye that, from my cheek down, looks like a piece of space had been painted onto my face. I wanted to stop and examine it but I am still unsure of where I am. I can’t know if I’m safe or not yet. I go to rub my wrist but almost immediately jerking it away. I quickly walk off to the side looking down at my right wrist and notice that there are splotches of red on my sleeve.
I roll my sleeve up quickly and freeze. There is a hand print shaped bruise with five puncture wounds where the nails ’Claws?’ would end. And starting from the bruise, that probably connects up to the one on my face, is the tear in space, which I can now see is part of my skin itself rather than painted on like I first thought. I hesitantly touch the bruise, wincing slightly as I do. It hurts, but not in a bad way. I’m not sure how to explain it but it gives the feeling of relief, like you just got out of a bad situation that you never have to go back to.
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Some things just never change, do they?
Play Lists
Hello! I figured since I’m making Playlists for the Characters in my story(to help me write them) And Playlists that are(I hope this is the proper term) muses to help me write the stories. So I wanted to share and Show you the absolute bullshit that my mind associates them with. I’m Updating them as often as I can. Also please note that all of them aren’t here because I haven’t started them yet. There are songs that go to Multiple People and if anyone is curious as to why I will explain it.
Liru https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZn4Sh2_E57ytHRhL0eD4IVP
Roman https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZlry2n9fywM7jC5yg6WiMMY
Remus https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZlU__i9Q8UA9wGa7SXaLi3_
Yan https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZnFkhBu-bQy1BLVD6PioDyu
Robbie https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZm1GFbZGAsDdotfTASi7at3
Jackie https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZkP5XuR8KnJlKpZ7Yx-6cxz
Henrik https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZkfnvnR_UxcqFqRV6wAOXLE
Dark https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZnSLKpFUrsrUMSeyMlOpExZ
Remy https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZma7piYWGfW__BKQNpBSnpX
Labadon https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZkkHnAgxqWa6DVK6ml2ujmZ
Logan https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZl38C88_10FPngeYtYhLiKc
Wilford https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZl21Sf4Raju_hMVYWgSntWe
Tyler https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZnJoFuANH9NzikMLMn745Ua
Mark https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZmPXN039F3Efq0hcxyeMWOf
Sammi https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZmBQvrbw0u_m9jO8cvA4GIj
Kira https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZmj_EIeYdi_2NbvXplmLJr6
Emile https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZn10dun19eX6pi12Hw9Z2o4
Jamie https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZn1pMr09DsH_0EwgUD2Ro4X
JJ https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZlUiFBtf22-5p8DZYz2lBrt
Anti https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZnH7RTlfoeJDOTNyZ0gz4XM
Jack https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZnTYJbn9mDjIM9VtIBY-qEA
Chase https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-yhzv0W3e4w&list=PLngBpre6GwZnza-2ivpQoNx7wn2yARYJ2
Marvin https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZnCjgmBBE_v7z7JmLI1kFb2
Thomas https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZmq2c3YyP-RbtMHYNKlGI0G
Virgil https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZnr62Lo4SDCUVXbTQeNSrNQ
Illinois https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZmvEvvgbk4PuL9iieK_FwsY
Ethan https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZnfdxgr3rWjuxmWKK1x_Gci
Yancy https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZmKf1Aao6yU5l3TBCZTqajk
Stories
No Place Like Home https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZk19YbISPpBBRkL0WTBy8xi
Run Boy Run https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZl3MYXAXL25ZTPuCg4ItGvu
Once Upon A Dream https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZmQvuCO3tN1W8SEyGFtgPKu
The Kings and Their Queen https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLngBpre6GwZk4zdpJrNZ5CFUSchtPTKFu
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‘He watches… it never stops.’
I had a thought for a while… that thought became a fully fleshed out script. The script is a monumental task even for me. So, to push me to a decision I’ll ask this of you guys:
How would you feel if I made a Marvel style comic book for JackieBoyMan?
Show yourself
I trying out no outline style thing. I'm not use to it but i kinda like it
Also every time I wanna post something, I get really nervous. Is that normal?
Marvin why are you so gross?? Jackie does not approve
Still can't believe this is the same person 👀
I made a spicy meme for you all
“Who did this to you.” Interlude
This was inspired by this this! Thank you @whumpster-dumpster for letting me use it.
https://whumpster-dumpster.tumblr.com/post/180738459087/character-a-tilting-character-bs-chin-up-to-get-a
Jack’s P.O.V.
I was stumbling through the forest, my vision slightly blurry, my cheek still ringing and my body hurting, whether it was from the emptiness or the fall down the stairs. I don’t know probably both to be honest. I wander aimlessly through the forest not focusing on anything, wanting nothing more than to be with Liru right now. I can feel myself getting dizzier the more I walked, until I come across a clearing with a bunch of trees that had all fallen over outward from the center of them. But I don’t have to think about that. I fall to my knee’s coughing like mad and almost instantly I can see splotches of blood on the grass.
‘Oh. That’s not good.’
Once I stop coughing, there is a small stain of blood in the grass. I don’t even acknowledge it as I pull myself up onto a fallen tree and sit on it. I hug myself, leaning over letting blood drip from my mouth, trying not to breathe it in. I choke back a sob, not wanting to make the pain worse as I think about what Mrs. Blanchfield did. I can’t stop the feeling of the hand hitting across my face, the force from it was enough to knock me down the stairs. Without even thinking, I ran out the door as fast I could ignoring the pain shooting through my entire body.
I feel her presence before I see her and my heart begins to pound, ‘Nonononono please don’t let her see me like this.’
“Jack?”
‘Shit.’ I slowly look up at her and I feel my heart flutter ever so slightly when I see her face, which has a look of confusion written all over it before it quickly changes to one of surprise then fury before falling emotionless. I quickly look back down at the ground as I hear the dead grass crunching beneath her bare feet as she stops right in front of me.
“Jack,” I flinch slightly curling in on myself a bit. “look at me.” Her tone leaves no room for argument. I take a deep shaking breath, wincing in pain as I do, wiping the blood from my mouth away, before I look up at her. She immediately puts a knuckle under my chin tilting my head up more as she examines it and I can feel blood begin to drip down my chin again as she does. Her eyes flick down to the blood and she gently wipes away the blood before bringing it up to her face, saying nothing as she examines it.
After a second or two, I feel my heart skip a nervous beat as she looks me dead in the eyes. Her voice is quiet and tense, her anger barely restrained as clouds begin to circle overhead.
“W͟h̕o̢ did̢ th̡is̶ tò ͞you̡?”
I swallow nervously, not sure if I should tell her, eyeing the blade of her scythe that strapped to her back, despite the very being of my soul screaming at me to tell her, but the thing in my head was screeching at me not to.
“Jąck.̛”
“Mrs. Blanchfield.” The words tumble out of before I can even process the tone in her voice, a promise of pain and hellfire.
“And who exactly is this… w̛oman?” My heart speeds up a bit as she spits out the word like it was poison. I swallow nervously wincing a bit, trying not to gag as the coppery blood runs down my throat.
“S-She’s the o-orphanage caret-taker.” I flinch slightly at a low growl that seems to shake the world around us. Before I could begin to look around it she grabbed my hand, pulled me up and began pulling me away from the field. At her touch I can feel just how chaotic her mind is, the fury that’s causing it reminding much of the time Henrik became enraged.
“W-Where are we going?” I quietly curse myself for stuttering as she continues to pull me along, although I’m more following her than anything.
“Home, I’m not letting you go back to those monsters.” Her words almost immediately calm me down.
“Oh, okay.” The thought of being around her everyday, never having to go back to that hellhole, it brought a comfort I haven’t felt since before Henrik left. Before his promise rang through my head causing panic to grip my very being.
“WAIT!”
Liru’s P.O.V.
I stopped in my tracks at his shout, his mind cold from whose ever voice that rang through it. I feel myself grow cold at the thought of him wanting to go back.
‘No. Please no, it’s not safe, please.’
“I-I have to go back.” His voice is small and quiet as he speaks, and I can feel my shoulders drop as my stomach falls. ‘No…’
“Jack…” My voice cracks as I whisper, not wanting to turn to him.
“Please Liru, I need to go back.” His voice desperate as I forced myself to look at him. He was swaying in his spot slightly, his free arm wrapped tightly around his stomach, hand gripping his now blood stained shirt, bruises beginning to form already, especially the still welted hand print of the side of his face. I can feel a primal anger rise in me at the sight of it wanting nothing more than to tear apart the women responsible for it.
“After what that monster did to you?” My voice is shaking with barely contained rage as I look him in the eyes, one of them bloodshot. He flinches at the sound of anger and it quickly melts away into sadness and ignored rejection.
“You’re covered in bruises and blood, Jack. You’re not safe there.” I can’t keep the begging from my voice, it cracking like a glass jar thrown against a rock.
“You look like you were thrown down the stairs!” I’m fighting back tears now, the desperation growing with every breath.
“I-I’m fine, I just fell when I was leaving.” He looks me dead in the eye, pleading look never disappearing.
“Please… I need to go back.” His are filled with unshed tears and I can feel my resolve break. I grab his hand gently pulling him to me as I step closer to him. He stumbles a little as he does and he has a confused and almost hopeful look that I can’t look at. Looking at the ground, I use my other hand to reach up and cup the back of his head, my entire body slouched in defeat and melancholy.
“Liru?” He asks, confusion and worry clear in his voice. I don’t reply whispering,
“Sopor.” Under my breath. And just like that, he falls limp against me as he sleeps. I quickly wrap my arms under his as I gently as I can, sliding down to my knees as I lay him against the grass. As I lay him against the grass the trees around us open their eyes, revealing glowing white sap as the faint smell of discarded flesh lingers in the air. They don’t say anything but I know they’re watching us.
I run a hand of Jack, muttering a diagnostic spell under my breath as I do. It takes every ounce of control I have not to lose my temper right then and there. I look at his face and even asleep he looks like he’s in pain. I put a hand on his cheek rubbing my mark gently before beginning to sing.
“Flower gleam and glow.”
I can’t heal him too much. I don’t want him to get suspicious. I can’t lose him too.
“Let your power shine.”
I feel relief floods me as I watch as pieces of the cosmos flow through him, the collage of colors making him look like a young god as the forest floor beneath him begins to grow at a rapid pace, grass and flowers growing up and lightly wrapping around him.
“Make the clock reverse.”
The collectors around us are creaking, speaking to each other curiosity radiating from them as they stare at the two of us, and I understand why. With Jack laid on the grass with me hunched over him with a hand on his cheek healing him.
“Bring back what was mine.”
I force myself to not continue but thankfully he’s healed enough where he’s only kinda bruised and no longer bleeding internally. How he managed to get all the way out here without dying is beyond me. It’s at least a six hour walk but… I didn’t sense him until he was in the field… I quickly shake any of those thoughts away.
‘I can deal with it later. Right now I need to take him back.’ I go to pick him up before I freeze, realizing it’s not a good idea for me not to take him. If I went to that village right now I’d burn it to the ground. I look back at Jack knowing I only have one choice for help right now. I take deep breath before shouting,
“Σπαθί!!!” Within seconds the shadow creature is next to me on all fours.
“Saluton, saluton, saluton. Ho! Kio estas tio?” The creature, roughly the size of a human man crawling on all fours with both arms and legs bent more like a horse’s than a humans, is staring down at both Jack and I.
“Ĉu ĉi tio estas la malgranda homo, kiu ŝtelis la koron de la malgranda reĝino?” It leans over to sniff him but I quickly smack him on his side.
“Cut that out I need help.”
“Ho?” Now I definitely have it’s attention.
“Yes. I need help I know, weird right?” Sarcasm is dripping from my voice before I take a deep breath.
“Look, I just need help getting him back to the village. And if I go there now, I’m going to l͟ęv̕el ̧it.” I wince a little at the way my voice changes, loathing it when it does that. It’s too much like a void demon’s.
“Tiam faru ĝin.” The malicious joy radiating from it nearly makes me cave to satisfy my own blood lust.
“I can’t. Not yet. Not until he finally gives that place up.” It gives off the same energy of someone rolling its eyes before it looks down at Jack.
“Can you take him back?” It’s head snaps to me, shock over taking it for a second before it throws its head back, letting out a blood curdling laugh, sounding more like a dying hell-hound than anything. When it finally stops I can hear what I assume is it’s mouth form into a toothy grin before stretching one arm out straight and it’s arm lets out a sick cracking sound as it’s ‘bones’ flipping around. I cringe at the sound and it scoops up Jack in it’s arm cradling him to it’s chest.
“Kaj tiel la eta reĝo iras hejmen.”
“It’s not his home. He’s made that very clear.” My voice is nothing more than a whisper as I push myself up, the grass curling around my fingers before I pull them away, standing up.
“For mi iras.” And just like that they were gone. Once they were gone the Collectors began to talk amongst themselves again. I hadn’t even realized they stopped. I look around one last time before closing my eyes and focusing on my home?
‘Is it home without him?’
When I open my eyes again, I’m thankfully in my room but also completely drained of any energy I might have had left after today. I flop on my bed, too exhausted to keep everything hidden, my wings sprawling out around me on the round bed, my tail joining them as it curls around me, making a small rattling sound as it moves. I’m laying face down as my horns come out weighing down my head a little, and finally my scales and eyes change the gold and red scales uncomfortable under the clothes I’m too tired to remove.
I’m so close to dozing off when the door is lightly pushed open. Moving my head so I can look to see what entered my room, I’m almost immediately greeted by Izzy hopping onto the bed, a squeaky meow leaving her as she tries to move past my wings without stepping on them. I drag them out of the way in which she goes over to my throat and paws at the part around my neck until it comes undone and she slides underneath it on my back, knocking the scythe to the floor.
I laugh lightly, closing my eyes again and yawning, muttering under my breath,
“Please be okay Jack.” Not noticing Riptide’s head poking through the door as Izzy purrs me to sleep.
Yes Riptide ate her hand. Also no judging for the song I had no better idea’s.
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Translations:
Saluton, saluton, saluton. Ho! Kio estas tio?? = Hello, hello hello. Oh! What’s this?
Ĉu ĉi tio estas la malgranda homo, kiu ŝtelis la koron de la malgranda reĝino. = Is this the little human that’s stolen the little queen’s heart?
Tiam faru ĝin. = Then do it.
Kaj tiel la eta reĝo iras hejmen. = And so the little king goes home.
For mi iras. = Off I go.
Spade is Σπαθί
I made another option. I hope it turned out no worse :D
What a perfect way to describe today in the community
Bonus GIF:
ALRIGHT YALL
So far for the newest scary games, the outro audio is, I believe
Outro: “it never ends will it, he set off from phase two and then”
Reversed outro: “it was my fault, I escaped. It was never going to be a good decision”
It’s loving these LGBT bro’s hours lads
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Sometimes he’s a bit too good of an actor
this part was the best 😂😂😂
Champions -Prologue-
Chapter One ◇The Beginning◇
"Dearest Seán,
I've heard about the situation at your home and I'm honestly terrified of what could happen to you. I know things are tense and you're in a bad place at this time, so I wrote you this letter in case they try to interfere with your phone, thinking you're part of the problem at hand.
I wish things could be different with what is happening in England, and I know that time is not on our side. So I'll state my point directly. The letter will have a plane ticket for you, the plane leaves on Friday at two in the morning; I know you had told me that you didn't want to leave Brighton, but I'm asking you, Seán, to rethink your choice. You're not safe and you know that. Both of you know it. I want to help and this is my offer.
I'm waiting for you, I cannot lose another friend, not like this. Take the plane ticket and leave, before it's too late for you. Please, I'm worried and I'm scared that any day could be the last one I could speak to you. I know it's hard to leave your home, but now, this means life or death; even if you think it's wrong to leave, I assure you, that is not the case. Seán, do it for me, for your family, the fans, do it for her.
I have gotten a contact to get you a place of your own, I've done everything in my power to help you, all you have to do is take the plane and come here. Come to Los Angeles, please.
I'm waiting for you.
From your friend, Mark"
It was the eighth time he read the letter and he still couldn't believe what he received. He held the plane ticket in his hand and looked at it once more.
The flight was only four days away. He looked at his window seeing the starry night becoming cold and silent, people were heading to their respected places and the police trucks were beginning to park around the corners for tonight's watch. An unsettling feeling came to the man's body, as he questioned his choices.
"Seán?" The man looked at the person who called his name.
At his door stood a tall young woman, her brown eyes looking at the young Irishman, with a worried look on her face.
"Hey, are you okay? You've been in here for a while" The Dutch woman spoke with concern, as she closed the door behind her and made her way to the Irishman.
A sigh escaped from the man's lips. He really couldn't say he was okay. So much was running through his head, that he couldn't give an actual honest answer.
"Do you think I should go Evelien?" Seán asked, as he looked out his window, seeing the streets becoming filled with policemen.
Evelien stood beside Seán and looked through the window, seeing the policemen as well. She motioned to look at the letter he had received. The Irishman gave her the letter and she began to read it.
"I don't know what to do. I can't just leave so quickly, what if I get my passport taken or declined; what if they purposely think I'm one of them and just-
"Seán" The Irishman stopped in his sentence, and looked back at Evelien.
She gave him a small smile, and took his hand, intertwining their fingers together.
"I think that you should go" She spoke softly to Seán, letting him know with her tone, calm and soothing, that she supported him, even if he had to leave. "Are you sure about this?" Seán asked with concern.
Evelien leaned in and gave Seán a kiss and pulled away, keeping her sweet smile.
"Yes, I am”
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No Place Like Home Chapter One: Breakfast Time!
I finish setting the food on the table just as the smell of Peach Blossoms and Honey fill my nose, the sound of someone entering the dining room causing me to turn and see freshly showered JJ already dressed for his day.
“Good-morning Κούπες. I hope you slept well.” I say as I meet him half-way giving him a quick kiss.
“Good-morning our Ψυχή.” His 1920’s British-Irish voice is quiet as he talks in-case someone overhear him speak.
“It’s pancakes, fruit and sausage for breakfast this morning, I set some honey and whipped cream aside for you.” His eyes light up as he peeks over to the table and I can’t help but giggle at his adorable reaction.
“Go sit and eat. I know you need to go to the doctors soon besides I need to go get the others anyway.” He walks over to his spot, an eager skip in his step as I smile before leaving following the smell of Mint to Remus’ room humming to myself as I do. I open the door to see him singing along to the song I was just humming as he sews some beads that he definitely took from me, onto a large piece of fabric.
“I take my pills and I’m happy all the time
I’m happy all the time
I’m happy all the time.”
I look it over and I see that he has made a tapestry making what is currently our family as the soul-marks. I could see in the background that was made to look like mine, the beads reflecting any light that touches it and I look it over seeing that he was finishing up his own, a black and green crown with black octopus tentacles coming from it wielding a black and emerald green sword a perfect replica of the one on the left of my lower back.
“I love my girl but she ain’t worth the price
she ain’t worth the price
no, she ain’t worth the price.”
He moves away as he finishes sewing in the last bead looking over his hand work as it hangs from the ceiling.
“So what do you think?” His voice nearly makes me jump and I quickly look at him seeing that he’s staring at me with his red and green eyes, proud smile on his face making his mustache curve, reminding me of the Cheshire cat in a way.
“It’s beautiful.” I say not able to keep the slight awe out of my voice even if I wanted to. He left holes in it to fill in as they join our family although there are quite a few I don’t recognize. He must have seen me eyeing those spots curiously because he speaks up again.
“Yeah I don’t know either. It just felt right.” I raise an eyebrow at him while he just has his smile on his face.
“Weirdo.” He lets out a dramatic gasp that I giggle at.
“Why thank you for noticing.” His voice was just as dramatic as his gasp sending me into a little fit of giggles.
“Breakfast is ready. It’s pancakes,” He lets out an excited squeal. “with fruit and sausage among various other toppings.” He jumps a bit and goes to bolt out the door.
“Wait!” I say loudly, making him stop and pout looking at me.
“What?”
“Clothes.” I say gesturing to his naked form with a finger. He pouts more before snapping his fingers now wearing ripped black skinny jeans with a pale green tank top, a studded black leather jacket and three inch heeled combat boots.
“There. Happy now?” He asks, still pouting.
“Considering you are no longer flashing me and will not flash anyone else, yes I am. The fact that I’m pretty sure you’re commando, not so much.” He throws his head back laughing as he walks over and messing up my hair. I swat his hand away making him laugh more.
“You know it!” He goes to run to the dining room.
“Don’t start a food fight either. JJ has a doctors appointment after breakfast.” He just rolls his eyes before speaking.
“I don’t understand why he needs to go to a doctor to confirm he’s pregnant, he already knows he is.”
“You know he enjoys the novelty of doing human things.” I remind him, although I doubt he needs it.
“Sounds like a waste of time to me.” He remarked, a small laugh in his voice as he began to walk.
“He’s the master of time Green Bean, he has nothing but time.” He just laughs before running to the dining room. I let out a small snort at my brother’s antics before going to get the others and along the way I run into Emile already dressed for the day and walk to the dining room.
“Heya mom.” he greets enthusiastically, obviously excited about something if the smell of French Toast radiating from him is anything to go by.
“Hey sweetie, you going somewhere today?” I can’t help but ask as he bounces on the balls of his feet as his reddish purple hair bounces with him just barely falling above his gold ringed plum eyes that are shining with excitement.
“Yep! I convinced the others to go shopping with me today in New York City.” He’s obviously excited as I can see his skin reflecting the light a bit in a swirl of pastel blue and pink.
“Oh good! It’s about time you guys went out together again. And if you need anything JJ, Remus and Remy will be there as well. Although I think it would be best if you just called, your brother JJ shouldn’t be doing anything stressful and Remus is too much of a wild card and draws too much attention.” He smiles widely at the news that more of us will be there having fun.
“Finally, I’ve been trying to get them to do something other than hide in the castle.”
“Manor.” I remind him
“At this size it might as well be a castle.” His voice is still as excited as before as he continues to bounce on the balls of his feet and it makes me smile seeing one of my kids so excited for the day.
“Well breakfast is ready, it’s pancakes, fruit and sausage.” I tell him as I move out of his way.
“Delicious.” He beamed as he continues his trek to the dining room while I resume my search for the rest of my kids and my husbands. I know three are close, Two husbands and a child, by the smell of Leather, Pine Needles and Iced Caramel Coffee. Yancy, Anti and Remy. I walk into one of the living rooms and hear the familiar sound of Steven Universe playing as I look over and see Remy asleep in a love seat while Anti was asleep on top of Yancy who was asleep with his arms wrapped around Anti while they were sprawled across a couch snoring softly.
I walk over to Remy, grabbing his sunglasses from the side table and gently patting his cheek.
“It’s time to wake up Cub, breakfast is ready.” He stirs slightly before relaxing again. I pat his cheek again and he stirs again before yawning, showing off his wolf like teeth before he opens his golden eyes blinking the sleep from them as he looks up at me.
“Good-morning sweetheart.” I greet him as he sits up stretching his honey brown wolf tail hanging over the couch before disappearing as his wolf ears become human ears covered by his honey brown hair. I hand him his glasses and he takes them with a quiet ‘thank you.’ before he puts them on. He takes a deep breath before making a ‘mmm’ sound.
“Pancakes and sausage.” He says getting up stretching more and popping his back and neck a bit before grabbing his leather jacket and throwing it on, his outfit changing a little to a darker pair of jeans and black shirt that says ‘Move I’m Gay’.
“And fruit.” I remind him as he puts on his sneakers on hopping a little as he does so not making a sound.
“Just because it’s not in a pie or a drink doesn’t mean you aren’t eating it.” He groans a bit.
“Beside I got you some Oregon Blackberries anyway.” I can see him perk up.
“So you better hurry before Remus gets it.” I see his lip purse in annoyance as he manages to get his other shoe on.
“He knows I’m not afraid to shoot a bitch.” His tone is sassy with a little bit of sleep left over in his voice.
“And you know that won’t do anything to him.”
“It’s the message that counts Momma.” He reminds me, obviously remembering the time I threw someone out the window into a pool rather than concentrate.
“Just go and eat. You’re going to be around a lot of people today so you need the energy.” He nods a bit before leaving to go to the dining room as I turn my attention to Yancy and Anti still sleeping on the couch. I walk over, turning off the T.V. as I do, before shaking them both lightly, keeping my voice soft as I do.
“It’s time to wake up Loves.” They both groan as Yancy buries his face into Anti’s green hair while Anti buries his face into Yancy’s shirt.
“Come one my Αγγελος Incarnation.” I say teasingly as Yancy’s deep purple eyes snap open, staring up at me annoyed at the pun while Anti bursts into a fit of giggles.
“I want a divorce.” Yancy says in a deadpan voice sending Anti into even more giggles.
“I get Anti. He knows a good pun when he hears one.” I giggle out making Anti giggle harder as he looks up at us. His giggling subsides as he has a tired but happy smile on his face.
“Mornin’ Dolls.” Yancy yawns out as I lean over giving Anti a deep kiss that he returns a bit sleepily.
“Alright, alright no makin’ out on me without me.” he says making both Anti and I giggle as we pull away from each other as Yancy brings one hand up pulling me to him and give me a kiss I gladly reciprocate before pulling away and giving Anti a deep kiss who also gladly reciprocates it before pulling away and sitting up making Anti sit up as well.
“It’s Pancakes,” Anti perks up excitedly. “fruit and sausage for breakfast.” Anti gets up quickly giving both Yancy and I quick cheek kisses before bolting out the room while yelling.
“I’ll see you in a few!” And rushing towards the dining room leaving Yancy and I behind with our amusement. I look at Yancy who is watching where Anti left fondly before looking over at me and I can see him trying to hide the sadness in his eyes, although the plants in the room were beginning to droop.
“That memory again?“ His eyes flicker to the floor before nodding a bit as he swallows harshly. I sigh and bend down pulling him into a hug which he reciprocates.
“You know I’m here when you need to talk to someone. We all are.” He nods slightly as he leans his head against my shoulder.
“I know.” His voice is quiet, cracking just a bit.
“I know it’s just…”
“I know sweetheart, believe me I know.” I keep my voice soft as he takes a shaky breath. He pulls away and wipes his eyes quickly obviously trying to hide the fact he was about to cry. I look at him a bit sadly before he stands and I give him a quick kiss.
“Go eat Stripes, I need to get the others.” He laughs a little before asking,
“Who’s left?”
“Illi, Dark, Wil and all the kids minus Remy and Emile.” He laughs a bit more before giving me a peck on the cheek.
“Good luck Doll. I’ll see you at breakfast.” he says before leaving the room. I look around the room before singing softly,
“I take my pills and I’m happy all the time
I’m happy all the time
I’m happy all the time
I love my girl but she ain’t worth the price
she ain’t worth the price
no, she ain’t worth the price.”
The plants in the room return to their normal perky state even if they are a bit bigger than before Yancy’s nightmare but they still stand tall again. I leave the living area bouncing a little as I walk humming the song again as I approach the game room which is filled with the smells of Freshly Fallen Snow, Robbie, a Burning Candle, Yan, A Grassy field in the summer, Sammi, Dark Raspberry Chocolate, Kira, Strawberry, Oliva, and Freshly Cut Grass in the Spring, Jamie. I hear both Sammi and Yan shouting and the sound of the joy sticks hitting against the boundaries rather harshly. I sigh exasperated before entering the room to see Yan sitting on Kira’s lap both of them playing just as violently as Sammi whose on the floor next to them shouting at the game, just as loud as Yan, they were playing Super Smash Bros. Ultimate. How they got Kira to play is beyond me.
I look over to the couches and see Robbie draped over a love seat while reading a book, by the looks of it it’s Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, Oliva and Jamie sitting on the couch with controllers in their hands as they both violently press buttons their tongues sticking out of the corner of their mouths as they focus on the game. I sigh again just as Yan lets out a victorious shout as the game flashes her character, Mewtwo, on the screen.
“Well if you’re quite done,” They all jump, heads snapping towards me where I stand in the doorway. “it’s time for breakfast.” Sammi looks confused as she asks,
“Wait. What time is it?” I groan rubbing the bridge of my nose before answering,
“9:37 currently.” They all simultaneously make ‘Oh shit’ faces confirming my suspicions of them being up all night. I rub my face in annoyance.
“You guys are lucky you don’t need to sleep often.” Sammi, Yan and Jamie grin sheepishly while Robbie, Oliva and Kira refuse to make eye contact. I sigh again, exasperated.
“Come on you guys turn it off and get to breakfast.” Sammi gets up and turns the console and T.V. off as the others get up from their spots, Yan lets out a loud squeal as Kira, their wife, picks them up in a bridal carry, spinning a little eliciting a louder squeal from them.
“Kira! Stop it, put me down!” Kira just lets out a small laugh as she stops spinning but doesn’t put them down. I move out of the door as she quickly walks past with a quick ‘See you at breakfast!’ while Yan just yells and protests to being held with no real fire. The others snicker and laugh at Yan’s fading verbal pouting as they all shuffle out of the rooms giving me quick hugs that I gladly return as they leave the room with variations ‘See you at breakfast mom!’.
I look around the room one last time before sighing and with a wave of my hand the mess they left behind disappeared. I leave and walk to Illinois’ room knowing he was probably examining one of the artifacts I kept in the basement. Sure enough, when I walk into his room, he’s passed out at his desk with a golden dagger with a diamond hilt that had been carved into a skeleton. A closer look at you could see that it had the name
‘Mori.’
‘Oh.’ He must have looked in my room. Mori is one of my reapers, he gave me his dagger to be able to contact him if I needed to. I gently shake his shoulder leaning over and whispering in his ear,
“Time to wake up Simia, it’s time for breakfast.” He moans in protest as I gently pull him back so he is sitting up.
“Oh don’t whine at me, you know very well that you needed to sleep last night.” He groans opening his honey eyes as he pouts a little. I smile softly in response.
“Come on Simia, you need to get up and eat.” He yawns loudly as he slowly gets up and I reach over grabbing the dagger.
“And,” I say, gently booping his nose. “don’t take my shit.” He looks confused before seeing the dagger in my hand and his face flushes a bright red.
“S-Sorry Love.” He stutters out obviously embarrassed about getting caught.
“It’s alright Simia, now get to breakfast. You said you were dragging Yancy to the museum today anyway.” I boop his nose again before giving him a quick kiss.
“Alright then Sweetheart, I’ll see you at breakfast.” He gives me a kiss on my cheek before walking out, yawning a little as he does and I smile a little before looking down at the dagger. I frown a bit as I look it over noticing that even after ninety years, I could still smell the faint scent of Cold Bubble Gum Ice Cream on a summer’s day after 90 or so years. I grip it tightly remembering when I first gave it to Ethan, and remembering when I took it off his corpse.
I feel a jolt of… something, I’m not sure what, rush over me and it nearly knocks me over before I steady myself. I look down at the dagger before sending it to a small pocket dimension for the time being before leaving Illinois’ room and going towards Dark’s, knowing Wilford was there as well if the smell of Bubblegum Liquor with Dark’s Strawberry is anything to go by.
Just as I approach the room both Dark and Wilford leave, Wilford babbling away about something while Dark tries his best to not look amused. They both noticed me almost immediately with Dark smiling softly while Wilford visibly perks up more than he was.
“Sugarplum!” Wilford shouts excitedly as he jogs over a little, Dark right behind him.
“Good morning my Loves.” I greet them both with kisses and hugs which they both return.
“Good morning my dear.”
“Mornin' Sugarplum!”
“Breakfast is ready, I was just coming to get you guys. It’s pancakes, sausage and fruit.”
“That sounds-” Dark gets cut off by Wilford shouting.
“Delicious!” I just laugh as Dark just sighs at Wil’s antics.
“Yes it does, now let’s go eat.” The three of us walk to the dining room getting there just as JJ is leaving. He sees the three of us and smiles brightly walking over quickly and Wilford scoops him up in a big hug thankfully not a tight one before setting him down beaming at him.
“Mornin’ JJ!” The Pink mustached ‘man’ greeted happily.
“Good-Morning Wil.” JJ ‘spoke’ back, a smile on his face.
“Where are ya goin’?” Wilford asks, a confused look on his face. And before JJ could sign back I hear a loud crash quickly followed by Yan and Sammi shouting at each other, most likely over who got the most wins in their game. Dark sighs in annoyance beside me while Wilford just looks towards the doorway his eyebrow raised in mild surprise, obviously not expecting them to start arguing about something like that this early. Thankfully though Anti and Yancy quickly get it under control before they could throw anything else at each other.
“You two should go and sit down before anymore fighting breaks out and there’s glass in the food.” I inform them, and they both nod in agreement, Wil letting out a small chuckle before he gives JJ a quick kiss on the cheek before walking into the dining room, a small skip in his step. Dark gives JJ a slight nod as he walks past him which JJ returns before he disappears into the dining room greeting the others as he does.
I go and pull JJ close and enjoy the warm feeling his smile brings before and I can’t stop the chuckle that leaves me when he stands on his tiptoes to give me a kiss I gladly return. I reach up cupping his cheeks gently before we pull away a jovial smile on both of our faces.
“I love you, My Κούπες.” My voice is a soft but loving whisper as I tell him and I always enjoy watching his cheeks become a little pink as he smiles.
“I love you too, Our Ψυχή.” His voice is just as soft and loving while he whispers back and a dopey grin spreads across my face at the words and it sends him into a small fit of laughter.
“Be safe darling, make sure not to attract attention.”
“Aren’t I always?” I snort at that which he attempts to pout out but his face quickly pulls into another smile as I fix his slightly crooked bow-tie.
“I will don’t worry.”
“You know that’s never gonna happen Dear.” He rolls his eyes playfully and gives me a quick kiss on the cheek.
“Alright, I need to go or i’m gonna be late, bye Love.”
“Goodbye, I’ll see you later.” He gives me a slight wave just as he leaves and I turn walking into the dining room where I see Emile explaining to Kira why she doesn’t need to worry about clothes not fitting her while the others chat idly with each other, Yan and Sammi still shooting playfully challenging looks to each other from across the table. I smile to myself as I go and sit in my spot between Yan and Robbie thinking to myself.
‘Today is gonna be a good day.’
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Translations
Κούπες = Heart
Ψυχή = Soul
Simia = Monkey
Tip: The reason she calls Anti and Yancy Αγγελος Incarnation together is because She calls Anti, Άγγελος and Yancy’s soulmark on his romantic Soulmates is a Red Carnation.
Red carnation symbolizes love, pride and admiration.
She calls Illinois Simia/Monkey because he climbs everything.
”Telepathy“
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