I am SUN, and MOON is what makes me feel emotionally happy, but I express myself in MERCURY way. When it comes to love, I will be VENUS, but when I get angry, I become MARS. Though people see me as RISING.
Life systematically challenges me to SATURN. My sense of humour is JUPITER. I’m URANUS when it comes to changes and I have the imagination of NEPTUNE. My secret energy and individual powers are aimed at PLUTO.
Oh, and not to forget, I’ll be absolutely successful as MIDHEAVEN.
My deepest inner self can be compared to DOMINANT PLANET/DOMINANT SIGN.
Aries: A REBEL Taurus: A GUARDIAN Gemini: A MASTERMIND Cancer: A ROMANTIC Leo: A RINGLEADER Virgo: A HEALER Libra: AN ARTIST Scorpio: AN ENIGMA Sagittarius: A WANDERER Capricorn: AN OWNER Aquarius: AN INNOVATOR Pisces: A DREAMER
Aries: CHALLENGES Taurus: STABILITY Gemini: COMMUNICATION Cancer: CARE Leo: PRAISES Virgo: SECURITY Libra: INDIVIDUALITY Scorpio: POWER Sagittarius: EXPERIENCES Capricorn: AUTHENTICITY Aquarius: FRIENDSHIP Pisces: ART
Aries: A DIRECT Taurus: A PRACTICAL Gemini: A LIGHTHEARTED Cancer: A SENTIMENTAL Leo: A DRAMATIC Virgo: AN IMPATIENT Libra: A TACTFUL Scorpio: A PIERCING Sagittarius: A PLAYFUL Capricorn: A CONCISE Aquarius: A LOGICAL Pisces: A VAGUE
Aries: THE FIGHTER Taurus: THE MASTER Gemini: THE CHARMER Cancer: THE HELPER Leo: THE INDIVIDUALIST Virgo: THE PEDANT Libra: THE AESTHETE Scorpio: THE SCEPTIC Sagittarius: THE COMEDIAN Capricorn: THE VINTAGE SOUL Aquarius: THE ADVISER Pisces: THE ANGEL
Aries: BE TOLERANT Taurus: LOSE WHAT I LOVE MOST Gemini: MAKE QUICK DECISIONS Cancer: FACE LONELINESS Leo: SACRIFICE MY DIGNITY Virgo: DEAL WITH DISASTERS Libra: FIGHT Scorpio: CONTROL MY INSTINCTS Sagittarius: BE STUCK IN A RUT Capricorn: FACE FAILURE Aquarius: BLEND IN Pisces: FACE OVERWHELMING STRESS
Aries: AMADCAP Taurus: A STRATEGIST Gemini: A SCHIZOPHRENE Cancer: ACHILD Leo: APOET Virgo: A SHAMAN Libra: A DAYDREAMER Scorpio: AMANIAC Sagittarius: ANIDEALIST Capricorn: AN OCCULTIST Aquarius: A VISIONARY Pisces: A PROPHET
Aries: AN ATHLETE Taurus: AN ARCHITECT Gemini: A TEACHER/PROFESSOR Cancer: A WRITER/POET Leo: AN ACTOR/A FILM DIRECTOR Virgo: A DOCTOR Libra: A DISIGNER Scorpio: A PSYCHOLOGIST Sagittarius: A POLITICIAN Capricorn: ALAWYER/JUDGE Aquarius: A SCIENTIST Pisces: A MUSICIAN
Sun (Solarian): A MAJESTIC Moon (Lunarian): A TENDER Mercury (Mercurian): AFATAL Venus (Venusian): AFASCINATING Mars (Martian): A POWERFUL Jupiterian (Jupiter): A CHAOTIC Saturn (Saturnian): AN ANCIENT Uranus (Uranian): ANIRREPRESSIBLE Neptune (Neptunian): AWAVERING Pluto (Plutonian): A MYSTICAL
The woman crawling through the tawny grass was the artist’s neighbor in Maine, who, crippled by polio, “was limited physically but by no means spiritually.” Wyeth further explained, “The challenge to me was to do justice to her extraordinary conquest of a life which most people would consider hopeless.” He recorded the arid landscape, rural house, and shacks with great detail, painting minute blades of grass, individual strands of hair, and nuances of light and shadow. In this style of painting, known as magic realism, everyday scenes are imbued with poetic mystery.
So I go to a really small kinda belle average school. I tend to be bored in class because they're not challenging me. Well I guess people have started to call me a know it all and I don't know what to do. I'm devastated. I actually do know (1/2?)
Let me tell you about me. When I was in school, I got bullied a lot, because I worked hard, I got good grades and liked learning. (Except maths and home ec. Ugh.)
That was always very confusing for me, because my family encouraged me to learn and to read and to work hard at school. I couldn’t make sense of things because how could being smart be a bad thing? I was getting one message at home - Smart is Good. And a different message from bullies - Smart is Bad.
And the response my brain developed to that was to work harder, get smarter, do better. I decided to be way smarter than everyone else and then even if they were bullying me, I could look down on them and know that I was better. I could tell them they were stupid.
Now I’m older and I’ve finished school and gone through university and I think teenage me was half right. Smart IS good. Learning is good. Wanting to understand the world better, and to learn skills you need in life, or even just learn things that are interesting and have little practical application… that’s also good. No one should ever be bullied or criticised for wanting to be smart. In my opinion, feeling like your school isn’t challenging, and you’re not getting the education you want - that’s a completely valid concern.
Smart is good, but it isn’t the ONLY thing that’s good. I now place more importance on kindness than anything else. I don’t have friends who are not kind people, and I no longer care how smart they are. If they’re very smart and high achieving and wanting to do well in their education or career, I am at the front of the crowd to cheer them on. But if they’re more interested in other things, I’m totally down for that, too.
Intelligence can look like a lot of different things. Everybody is intelligent in some way. I’m never gonna be a genius doctor - but I am very good at teaching things to other people, because I have that kind of intelligence. I know a guy who has an incredible memory for facts, but is so bad at thinking quickly or improvising. I know a woman who has an awesome brain for fashion, but she’s not “booksmart”. And none of those forms of intelligence is more important or valuable than the others.
So, back to you! Where am I going with this? Maybe not in the direction you think.
I think it is awesome that you’re so smart. I think the fact you’re eager to learn is wonderful and I hope you can get the grades you need to go to university or get into the career you want. I think it’s fabulous that you want to fix problems when you see them. Not because that’s smart, but because it comes from a place of wanting to be useful. Of course you’re not a “know-it-all”. Nobody knows it all. But it’s fantastic that you know so much, and one day, that knowledge, as well as the desire to learn are going to serve you very well.
The only time I think that smart is not so great is when someone uses it to put themselves above other people, or make them feel bad. But you say you don’t even know you’re doing it! You’re not making the choice to say to someone that they’re stupid, or that you’re better than them because you know some fact or other. All you are doing is going through the world being who you are. That doesn’t make you a monster at all!
You are smart. So smart that other people notice it and they might say negative things about you because of it, but they can still see it. And some day, maybe quite soon, other people will also see it. And those people won’t be bullies. They’ll be on admissions boards. They’ll be teachers and professors. They’ll be employers looking for a smart person to hire. It’s good that people can see how smart you are!
As for practical advice, I am not sure what to tell you. If it really bothers you that people think you’re a “know-it-all”, the solution is definitely not to stop learning or try to dumb yourself down. Don’t change who you are, don’t reject your intelligence. Keep trying your best and being your best. All I can say is to perhaps listen to yourself and try to think how you might approach things differently. Perhaps people think you sound like you’re criticising them when you’re actually just telling them something you think is interesting, or trying to help them. Understanding your own tone of voice, or the specific words you use might help. If people think you’re showing off, perhaps say “Can I help you fix it?” instead of “I can fix it”.
I don’t think anyone should ever have to change themselves to avoid bullies, but if you think it will make your life easier, those might be some suggestions to try.
Good luck, Anon, and keep being proud of who you are!!! Smart IS Good! And you aren’t ever a bad person because you are clever. Only your actions can make you mean or rude, and it doesn’t sound to me like your actions are rude. Stay fabulous!!!
Ash’s jaw dropped as he returned his last pokemon to its pokeball. “I thought for sure I had you this time,” he pouted.
“You did catch me right as I was training my pokemon,” you told Ash, offering him a couple potions. You felt bad for how effortless the battle seemed for you.
“Yeah, but I just got my fifth badge. You haven’t yet. I thought that because I’m farther than you…” Ash started, spraying his Pikachu with the potion. The small pokemon perked right back up, and you and Ash started to the Pokecenter.
“That’s not always how it works,” you reminded Ash. “Remember when we first started? You got to the first gym before me, then challenged me on my way in. I won then too.”
“But I got you down to your last pokemon then,” Ash stated. “None of yours fainted this time.”
“Just gotta know when to switch them out,” you pointed out. “You’ve gotten better for sure. I just have too.”
“I will beat you,” Ash stated, determined now. “Just you wait.”
“Ooh, I look forward for the day battling you is actually a challenge,” you teased.
“Hey!” Ash protested with a glare.
You laughed as the two of you got to the Pokecenter. “Bye, Ash. See you next time you want to lose a battle,” you taunted with a wave, jogging away before the young trainer could protest again.
This was requested by @wayward-gabe: #1. “Lie down with me.” and #47. “Superman’s got nothing on me.” with Gabriel please? That might be a challenge but you’re amazing and I know I’ll love your drabble
Give me a challenge, and I will come through on top <3 <3
Word Count: 194
Gabriel took you back to the bunker, never letting you go for a second. You had been on a solo hunt and things had gone south. Fortunately for you, Gabriel knew when you needed him. Perhaps it was just being soulmates that made it so easy for him to know. He was just glad to get to you in time.
“Gabriel,” you mumbled lowly, wiping blood from your mouth. “Thank you for saving me. You’ve always been my Superman.”
Gabriel pressed two fingers to your forehead, healing your wounds. The archangel huffed out a small laugh, setting you down on your bed. “[Y/N] Superman’s got nothing on me,” Gabriel mused, a small smirk adorning his lips.
You stretched your limbs, still feeling slightly sore. Gabriel moved around to the other side of the bed. You went to get up from the bed, but Gabriel grabbed your wrist, pulling you down onto the bed.
“Lie down with me sugar,” Gabriel whispered. “You need some rest. I’ll keep you safe, I promise.” Gabriel rested an arm around you, closing the gap between his body and yours.
You couldn’t argue. Sleep sounded like a wonderful idea.
Damn it, anon. You challenged me to do this and I say yeah.
“Time… it’s such a bitch.”
In a small village that was formerly the village of the late Kaede, many people were gathered around a small house, which was usually reserved for people who were to pass on to the next life.
And the next one to pass on was the village’s hero, Inuyasha.
No one was allowed in the house except Shippo and Kirara, Shippo being a full grown adult already. Inuyasha had made sure that everyone stayed out. He didn’t want anyone else to see him pass.
So many years had passed since he married Kagome. It felt like it had been only just 5 minutes. Inuyasha’s skin was pale and wrinkled in contrast of his tanned and smooth skin back in his younger days. His eye colour was fading away into a pale yellow, differing greatly from his strong gold eyes.
“Don’t cry, Shippo… I hate that…”
“But you’ll be leaving us!” Shippo cried, tears pouring out non-stop from his green eyes. Kirara laid beside Inuyasha in her transformed state, licking his face sorrow. Inuyasha let out a weak sigh.
“So what if I’m leaving you?” he asked. “Why would you miss me? There’s no reason for that. You should be more happy that you won’t be hit anymore.”
“But you’re like a father to me!” Shippo cried again. Inuyasha’s eyes went wide for awhile, then he slowly closed them, looking away. Shippo’s tears were salty and bitter, a scent that tears of sadness would normally have. His wrinkled hands reached up to caress Kirara’s face. “A father,” he muttered. “Really? I have been like a father to you…?”
“Indeed you have.” Shippo replied in a low voice, scooting closer to Inuyasha. “You have taught me so much, Inuyasha. I honestly would have never made it pass the exam without your help. You, Kagome, Miroku, Sango and Kirara has always stuck by me since we became friends. Ever since they passed away, you and Kirara were the only ones I have left. Seeing you on your deathbed today… it makes me want to cry until I cannot do it anymore…”
Inuyasha was, needless to say, shocked. But hearing Kagome’s name… it made his heart flutter. “Kagome…” His lips quivered.
He had almost forgotten that day. Every since Kagome was married to him, they spent most of their time together. Babysitting the twins and their baby brother, cooking, exorcise demons together, Heck, they even had a child that they named Izayoi.
It was such a happy time, but Kagome didn’t last long. She was human. 75 years later she turned 93, the age where her body could not support her any longer. She had lived long and healthy, but she had to pass some day, right?
He remembered so clearly. That day when he sat beside her while she laid on her deathbed. The day was the the one when he cried the hardest. Kagome looked so different. Her hair was grey, her eye colour was fading and her skin was so wrinkled. But he still thought she looked beautiful.
Kagome had reassured Inuyasha, telling him not to cry. But how could Inuyasha not cry? His wife, his family, his reason for living… it was all Kagome… And there she was, in his arms as she passed away. And he even had a hundred years or more to live. Kagome smiled at him as her eyes closed, letting her life slip away from her body. First, Miroku and Sango died, and it was her next.
“Miroku… Sango… I missed them so much…”
Their deaths were clear in his head. Miroku was the first out of the gang to pass on. But how he passed was not because of age, but because of poisoning.
During that day, he and Miroku had gone out for an exorcism. Inuyasha tried to get he monk to stay home to rest, but Miroku was persistent and refused to do so. So Inuyasha brought Miroku along with him for the exorcism. At that time, he was already 74 years old, which meant he was no longer as agile as he was.
During the exorcism, it turned out to be a snake demon spirit that possessed the man that they were suppose to save. The snake bit Miroku, injecting a lethal amount of poison into his body. Inuyasha was quick to end the demon’s life, but it was already too late.
Inuyasha had just enough time to bring Miroku back to the village, letting the monk say goodbye to all of his friends before he went. Inuyasha blamed himself for Miroku’s death, saying that if he tried harder he could have made Miroku stay back, or maybe could have killed the demon quicker and none of his would have happened. But Miroku reassured Inuyasha that none of the happening was his fault. Before he left, he said to Inuyasha, “Thank for being a great friend, Inuyasha.”
After Miroku died Inuyasha gave him a proper burial, which was the least he could do. 7 years later, it was Sango’s time. The demon slayer was too old for any activities, so she always stayed home. Inuyasha never knew about Sango’s death until he went to visit her. He wanted to see Sango’s warm smile again, but he saw her in her bed with Kagome, the twins and their brother sitting beside her, weeping.
Sango asked Inuyasha why he had came, so Inuyasha told her why. He had wanted to see her smiling again, since she rarely done it ever since Miroku died. Sango was shocked and silent, but before she died, she gave Inuyasha the warmest smile that everyone had seen in all of their lives. Sango told Inuyasha that it was her gift to him before she peacefully passed, which was after not even a minute as she said it. Inuyasha made sure to also give her a proper burial.
The house was silent, except the sound of Kirara’s whimpering and Shippo’s sobbing. Inuyasha stared at the ceiling, thinking of something.
Inuyasha heard the bawling stop, and he knew that Shippo was listening.
“Bring me to the burial site.”
Shippo carefully took Inuyasha from Kirara’s back and put him leaning against the Goshinboku tree, where he had buried his friends. He looked at the tombstones with sorrow. There marked the names of those he had loved most: Miroku, Sango, Kagome, Kaede and Sesshomaru.
“Oh, right… I had also buried Sesshomaru…”
As great as Sesshomaru was the daiyoukai had to passed some day, too. Sesshomaru had passed just a week before today. Inuyasha thought that he would be more of delighted to see his big brother pass on, but it was the exact opposite. Inuyasha couldn’t stop crying that day. As much as he hated Sesshomaru, he couldn’t possibly hate him anymore after Kagome forced him to spend more time with Sesshomaru.
Of course, both were reluctant. But as they spent more time together they got more time to know each other better, strengthening their brotherly bond and closing the gap that was between them after 200 years. Inuyasha had came to respect Sesshomaru and Sesshomaru came to respect Inuyasha.
By the time Sesshomaru reached his time, Rin was already gone. She, too, had reached her time. She passed 20 years after Kagome. Jaken had left Sesshomaru with permission, claiming that he wanted to travel through Japan. It was unknown of what had become of the imp, but he probably had passed away, too.
Inuyasha remembered sitting beside Sesshomaru as he laid in his deathbed. The two brothers talked to each other with proper manners. Sesshomaru said to Inuyasha that his only regret was that he did not spend enough time with Inuyasha to make amends for his bad treatment towards his little brother.
Moments before he was to be taken away, Sesshomaru asked Inuyasha if there was anything that Inuyasha wanted him to do. Inuyasha didn’t want Sesshomaru to suffer, so he said with smile, “No.”
And at that moment was the first and last time Sesshomaru ever smiled to him, muttering “Thank you.” before he left.
Inuyasha could feel his heartbeat slowing down. His time was coming. He sighed again, catching Shippo and Kirara’s attentions. “Call Izayoi over, please.” Inuyasha requested, using “please”.
But that was not needed, for Izayoi was already coming to see her father. “Daddy!” Izayoi cried, running to her father. She knelt down beside Inuyasha, who smiled softly. “Izayoi, you look as beautiful as ever.” Inuyasha said in a soft voice, unable to speak properly anymore.
His half demon daughter was weeping in sorrow. She was still so young. Inuyasha wiped away his daughter’s years with his weak and frail hand with a smile. “Izayoi, when I die, please bury me and take good care of your boyfriend and Kirara, will you?“
Shippo’s tearful eyes were wide as he looked up at Inuyasha, who was gazing at him with soft eyes. He gestured for Shippo to come closer, which the fox did. Inuyasha took Shippo’s hand and gave it to Izayoi, who blushed.
Inuyasha nodded and coughed violently. Izayoi and Shippo became worried, but Inuyasha had them settle down. Inuyasha took a huge amount of breath. His lungs weren’t able to continue to support him soon.
“I was thinking about it.” Inuyasha said. “Kagome even discussed it with me, and we say it’s okay.”
Shippo and Izayoi smiled. “Thank you, father.” Izayoi said softly. Shippo took Inuyasha’s hand and shook it softly. “Yes,” he said. “Thank you so much, father.”
Inuyasha smiled again. Suddenly, his eyes went wide. His life was flashing through his eyes again. From the day he was born, the day he met Kiyko, the say he was awoken by Kagome, the day they defeated Naraku, and to the day were everyone left him, and to today. His wide eyes soon began to close, and with another smile, he said, “Thank you too. Shippo.”
And with that, he his eyes closed and his body went limp. Breathing could not longer be heard and a pulse could no longer be felt.
Izayoi let out a loud cry of sorrow while Kirara and Shippo sat in silence, mourning for Inuyasha. “I promise, Inuyasha.” he said in his head, looking at Inuyasha’s peaceful expression. “I promise I will take good care of Izayoi!”
‘Is this heaven?“
Inuyasha walked around in an area of white. He remembered seeing Shippo, Izayoi and Kirara before all went black. Before he knew it, he was in this place.
He took a look at his hands. They were smooth and young. He felt his face. No wrinkles. “Am I imagining things?” Inuyasha wondered. Maybe he wasn’t. But seeing that he was in heaven, he found it a bit hard to believe. He thought that he deserved to be in hell instead. Maybe hell was a blank out place where he’ll spend all of eternity in.
Before Inuyasha could conclude it, he saw a speck of purple light before him. “What’s that?” he muttered. He ran after it, hoping that it would be some kind of talking speck. He knew that it was crazy but at least he would have a companion.
The light got closer and closer as he ran for it. It also seemed to get bigger as he approached. Soon, he finally reached it. It was then he realized what it was.
An entrance. It was leading him somewhere.
Inuyasha was a bit reluctant. Will it bring him to hell, he wondered? Well, there was only one way to find out.
Slowly, he took small steps into the light with his eyes closed. He felt a warm sensation come over him. His wars picked up the sounds of birds chirping and his nose smelled flowers. This surely cannot be hell.
Eyes fluttering open, Inuyasha was shocked to see a beautiful scenery before him. There was a village surround by trees and foliage. The grass was green and smelled of morning dew. The sun was shining bright in the sky and birds flew overhead. Inuyasha could hear the streaming of water and laughter.
Laughter that was awfully familiar.
It was coming closer to him. Inuyasha turned his head to the right, where it was coming from. His eyes went wide when he saw Miroku pass by with Sango running after him. Sango tackled Miroku to the ground and they were laughing. Inuyasha stared at them in shock.
They seemed to have noticed. Miroku turned his head and was shocked to see Inuyasha there. Sango’s expression was the same. “Inuyasha?” Sango inquired, getting to her feet. Miroku stood up and walked towards Inuyasha with a bit of happiness and disbelief.
They only looked at each other in the eyes without a word, being too shocked to say anything. After 10 seconds, Miroku was the first to speak up. “Inuyasha, is it really you?”
“Yeah.” Inuyasha replied straightforwardly without a second thought. Miroku’s lips curled into a smile. “So you’ve also kicked the bucket, I see.” he said, patting Inuyasha’s shoulder. Inuyasha raised an eyebrow. “Is that all you have to say when you see me after what seems to be over a hundred years?” he asked, a bit disappointed.
“It’s nice to see you, Inuyasha,” Sango said, walking to Inuyasha’s side. “I’m sure Kagome would be quite overjoyed to see you make it to heaven.”
Before Inuyasha could say a word, Miroku and Sango were dragging Inuyasha to the village that Inuyasha saw. While Inuyasha followed them, he came across Kaede. “Lady Kaede!” he called. He managed to catch the attention of the old woman, who smiled at him. She must have knew that Inuyasha was coming as well.
Kagome’s scent drew near, making Inuyasha’s heart beat faster in seeing his wife again. He entered the house and saw Kagome sitting before a fire with her back turned on the door. She was making herself lunch, as it seems.
Kagome turned upon hearing Miroku’s voice. Her mouth opened to greet them, but silence only came out when she saw Inuyasha. Inuyasha also stared at Her in awe. She looked as beautiful as the day they met.
Kagome didn’t hesitate to give Inuyasha hug as soon as she snapped out of her trance. Inuyasha stumbled back from the sudden action but he stood hid place. Kagome was weeping into his robe. “Inuyasha, you’re here!” she cried.
Inuyasha pulled Kagome closer to him. He tilted Kagome’s head up with his fingers and looked her in the eyes. Then, he leaned in an kissed her passionately. After breaking the kiss he smiled and said to her, “I’m happy to see you too, Kagome.”
Inuyasha and Kagome went outside, determined to start their lives as husband and wife again. This time, in heaven.
Inuyasha recognised that voice from anywhere. He smiled at Sesshomaru, who stood with Rin and Jaken. “Sesshomaru, I didn’t know you made it to heaven.” he teased. Sesshomaru ignored the remark. “Very nice to see you too, Inuyasha.” he said.
Kagome brought Inuyasha to Kaede’s house to celebrate his arrival. Inuyasha couldn’t be happier to be with his friends again. He had missed them so much since their deaths. From now on, he gets to spend time with his friends without having to worry about seeing then pass anymore.
1/30 day back to school challenge: Goals for the semester
The first week of my 2nd semestr of law is over. We didn’t really have many classes (most of them starts in the second or third week, it depends on how frequent they are supposed to be), but I already know what I need to focus on.
This semester, my main goals are:
get A on the roman law exam (it’s supposed to be nearly impossible, ha, let’s see!)
get accepted to one of the summer law school programs
stop skipping classes
drink less coffee
It’s just the basics but the first two are super challenging for me, mostly the roman law exam. I heared the profs are really strict and there is a ton of things to learn, but it’s a basic knowledge for someone who wants to study law and I really want to understand it. Let’s hope I can make it work!
My friend @phyrootz challenged me to do a challenge. Rules were: - only use the colours of the palette (+ black and white, which I added to the palette above) - only use one brush (which she picked as well) - changing opacity is allowed.
I’m pretty satisfied! (and yes, it’s messy, but i don’t have the attention span for anything that takes longer than a couple hours to draw… so bear with me..)
For the prompt: Sigrun/Agneta - “are you challenging me?”
(Note: this takes place in @worldsentwined’s hipster band au and in particular is a follow-up to this story)
Agneta was about to tell Emil off for messing around on his phone–again–when suddenly he stood up straighter. His eyes, which had been idly flicking between his screen and the door, got a wide, hunted look. “Quick,” he said, “hide me.”
With the sample spoon she was holding, Agneta silently pointed to the sign near the sink. It read:
Management will not hide employees from:
“It doesn’t say anything about bandmates,” Emil pointed out, somewhere between panicked and smug.
“Hm.” Agneta eyed the inadequate sign with a suspicious squint. “Fine. In the back. I’ll distract them.”
They turned out to be a tall redhead–Agneta didn’t realize how tall until she came striding up to the counter and she had to crane her neck to look into her eyes. They were an arresting shade of purple.
Are those contacts? Agneta thought. They can’t possibly be real …
She didn’t have very long to wonder before the woman shouted, “Where is he?”
“Who?” said Agneta innocently.
“You know.” The woman’s voice dropped to a growl. A rich growl that sent vibrations down to Agneta’s toes, and maybe Emil’s stupid band was worth checking out if this woman was one of the vocalists. “This high,” she waved a hand somewhere a bit above her waist, and to be fair Emil wasn’t that short, but Agneta still had to suppress a giggle, “shiny hair, poncy way of talking.”
Agneta was pretty good at suppressing giggles. She was definitely going to have to repeat that to Emil later, just to get a look at his face, but she didn’t let any of her amusement show as she said, “No idea who you’re talking about. Now were you going to order some ice cream, or …”
“Pipsqueak thinks he can get out of a wrasslin match,” the woman grumbled.
Now instead of giggles, Agneta had to suppress the urge to do a Katniss Everdeen: I volunteer! Really, Emil was hiding in the back to avoid getting up close and sweaty with her? Yeah, he was gay, but even so.
While Agneta was studying the woman’s biceps, she was studying the ice cream. She tapped a finger on the glass. “What’s this one?”
“Oh. Uh.” It was the new flavor. The one Emil had named the other night. Agneta couldn’t quite suppress her flusterment when she said, “Midnight Kiss.”
“Really?” The woman leaned over the counter, grinning. “Are you challenging me?”
The woman’s face was inches from her own. Agneta’s brain was simultaneously screaming at her to back off and lean forward. Instead she said, “No, it’s chocolate with raspberry and mint.”
“Sounds good. Gimme a sample.”
It was the snap of command in her voice. It was pheremones. It was those ridiculous purple eyes. It was the phase of the moon.
For whatever reason, instead of backing off and scooping up a sample of ice cream, Agneta closed the last few inches and kissed her.
She kissed back like she looked like she would, like it was some kind of contest or fight. Their teeth clicked together for a second. Her mouth was hot, Agneta reached over the counter to get a grip on her shoulders, holding her in place. When they finally broke apart, she sunk her teeth briefly into Agneta’s lower lip. Agneta swiped her tongue over the spot, breathing hard.
“Yeah okay,” said the woman. “I’ll take a pint of that.”
A few minutes later, Emil came back to the front, tidying his hair. Agneta’s was already in place again, and she was calmly adding “Bandmates” to the bottom of the sign.
“Sigrun says you’d better get your ass to practice after this shift,” she said. “And hey–when’s your next show, again?”
MY THRESHIE BUDDIES ARE STILL PITCHING ME SHIT ABOUT THE PARTIES I GO TO
ERIDAN’S ANCESTOR CRASHED MY WRIGGLING DAY PARTY BECAUSE FEFERI WAS THERE AND TRIED TO DITCH HER BODYGUARDS AT FIRST SO HE KEPT AN EYE ON HER UNTIL THEY CAUGHT UP. HE AND THE PALACE DOCTERROR MOSTLY CHILLED IN THE CORNER WITH EQUIUS ALL NIGHT, EXCEPT FOR THIS ONE TIME THAT HE WENT INTO THE SHITTER AND CAME OUT WITH A DATE ON HIS ARM, WHO HAPPENED TO BE THE FUCKING HANDMAID WHO HAPPENS TO LOOK LIKE GIANT SCARY GLOWING LIGHTNING ARADIAAND SHE JUST KIND OF CHILLED AT THEIR TABLE THE REST OF THE FUCKING NIGHT SO THAT WAS A LITTLE WILD.
AND SOME OF SOLLUX’S FLUNKIES FOLLOWED HIM TO THE BAR SO THERE WERE RANDOM BUSINESS DUDES AT ANOTHER TABLE, AND THEN THERE WAS GAMZEE AND HIS IMPLIED LEGION OF FUCKING INVISIBLE NINJA CLOWN BODYGUARDS FUCKING AROUND IN THE SHADOWS, AND A HANDFUL OF CAVALREAPERS AND THEIR CAMP FOLLOWERS THAT FOLLOWED TAV IN, AND A COUPLE OF MY THRESHIE BUDDIES, AND THEN THIS LIKE TWENTY FOOT CLOWN CHALLENGED ME TO A SPAR IN THE PARKINGLOT SO I WOULDN’T PICK A FIGHT WITH THE IMPERIAL BODYGUARDS FOR THE FUN OF IT, AND LONG STORY SHORT I’M GLAD THAT PIZZA PLACE IS USED TO US AND HASN’T KICKED US OUT YET.