Jathena: Athena+Janey Pretty much Garnet, she have two more eyes under the band on her forehead
The Con Artist: Fiona+Sasha in this AU the sisters are actually one gem who during their formation got split in half, making them defective at the eyes of HW, their fusion will make them what they should have look like but even if they like it being a fusion is very tiresome, they enjoy living their own life and experince with the company of each other but separate.
Show Man: Jack+Rhys one room can’t contain both this giant dude and his huge ego.
[coming up next: Jathena+Con/Rhys, Rhys+Con, Jathena+Con+Rhys]
Beast wars is straight up one of the best things Hasbro ever did, and the fact that most people do not acknowledge this fact and even prefer tfp and the general comic book trend of continuing to tell the same boring stories with the same boring characters from the 80′s is quite frankly astounding.
And yeah i know tfa is one of my favourite series too, but do you even REALIZE how much they pulled from bw for that show? Because it was a lot. Also I mean, no beast wars, no Wasp, and he’s the best character, so y’all can miss me.
note: this theory is mostly based on speculation, mainly because we know so little about Pearl.
First, she came out defective. With blue eyes, peach hair and white skin, she’s different from other pearls not just because she’s a rebel, she’s not monochrome. A distunshing feature of the two other pearls we’ve met is how they match their owners in gem placement and color. Our pearl has the same gem as WD, but with pink hair, and blue eyes.
So who does she belong to? Who can she belong to? While it is possible she never belonged to a diamond at all, it’s much more interesting to see her growth under one.
So she was defective.
Her gem is the same as White’s. I believe she was orginally made for WD for whatever reason, maybe a second servant or replacement, when she came out wrong.
She was defective. We’ve really only seen two gems being called defective - Ameythest and Pearl. Ameythest is visibly wrong, and Pearl could be too- we’ve all just been assuming it was because of her rebellion. Why can’t it be both?
I believe that when Pearl came out, Pink Diamond was still a new leader. She was building her court, her army, becoming in league with the other diamonds. And she needed a Pearl, but hers would take hundreds of years to grow, they are made to order after all, you gotta choose what they’re gonna wear and everything. So, in an act of sisterhood, WD gifts the pearl she was gonna shatter anyways to PD, to use until her real peal finishes growing.
So Pearl is owned by Pink Diamond. But how does this tie into the show?
After the hundreds of years, Pink Pearl is done growing. Time’s up Pearl. Our Pearl realizes she’s about to be shattered, escapes and later rebels. She meets Rose Quartz and begins a movement for gems to be free and themselves. But she keeps an eye on Pink Diamond. And later, hundreds of years later, when the rebellion is in full swing, she returns. And gives what was almost her fate, to her captor.
Kai Parker x Reader word count : 4 985 summary : Reader gets sent to 1994 PW with Kai. [fluff + angst] note : the story continues in part II
… gif by lightwoodxalec _____________________________
“Wakey wakey.” said an unfamiliar male voice. “About time you woke up. Watching you drool on my favourite pillow – not a good way to start our friendship.” Y/N shot up straight, looking around confused and instantly pulled away from the stranger. “Who are you ? Wh-where am I ?” “You are in my bed. Oh don’t give me that shocked look. Nothing happened – yet.” he smirked devilishly. “I brought you home after I found you laying on the ground not too far from here on my way from my shopping trip. I am still not sure you are real. Being all alone for such a long time can mess with your head –” Y/N stared at him. Her new ‘friend’ had blue/gray eyes, brown hair, perfectly chiseled jaw and – was literally the hottest guy she had seen in her life. He was sitting half a metre away from her on the bed and was currently grinning which in a way was starting to creep her out, but on the other hand – his smile was like literal sunshine and she couldn’t help but smile for a moment too. “Hey, what year is in the real world ?” he asked. “I have been here all by myself for quite a while. Time started blurring into one endless sea of misery.” “What? What do you mean the ‘real world’?” she asked confused. “I am dreaming. I hit my head and I am probably in a coma somewhere because what you just said makes no sense.” Kai took the food tray from the nightstand and put it on her lap without taking his eyes off her. If he had counted correctly, he had been all by himself for about eleven or twelve years now. Finding her a few hours ago still felt completely surreal to him. His father would’ve never send anyone there to keep him company. Being trapped in a Prison World all alone for all eternity, unable to die no matter what he tried, had been his punishment for what he did on May 9th 1994. “Yeah, a lot of things don’t make sense.” he trailed off. “You still haven’t told me your name, sweet cheeks.” “Y/N … and you are ??” “Right, sorry. Where are my manners?! I am Kai… Parker.” he smirked. “By your shocked expression I gather you have heard of me. How ?” Y/N started to get up but he gripped her wrist and almost instantly she flinched in pain. Her eyes drifted to the place where he was holding her seeing a reddish glow coming from under his arm, then she glanced at him. The look on his face was a mix of shock, surprise and curiosity. She gripped his wrist, yanked herself free and ran outside in the hall locking the door with magic to buy herself some time. “Stairs.” she muttered to herself, glancing in both ways. “Where are the stairs?!” A few seconds later she was already running towards the door, almost jumping the stairs two at a time, and opened the door. ‘Voudoux.’ she heard him mutter behind her and a moment later she got pulled back. “What the hell ?!” she groaned, grabbing the stair railing. “Ahhh life is so much easier with magic, isn’t it Y/N.” said Kai tucking up his sleeve as he walked down the stairs with a grin on his face as he waved his hand, slamming the door shit. Instantly Y/N ran towards it, trying to open it again. "I juice boxed your magic earlier and let me tell you something, it feels amazing to be able to do spells again.” “D-don’t hurt me.“ “I am not going to hurt you. Why would I hurt the other half of the population on this empty planet ?” he thought out loud. “Doesn’t really make sense.” “Please let me go, Malachai.” she put her hands on the door still trying to open it. A moment later he was right behind her, bracing his hands on either side of her body caging her in. His breath tickled her neck and her heart thumped like crazy, and the moment he touched her, she started to tremble. Not so much from fear as much from how gentle his touch was. A part of her had expected him to yank her back or something. “Hmmm… ” he stroked her hair. “Don’t ever call me by my full name unless you want to get hurt.” Kai snaked his hands around her waist and she turned around coming face to face with him. He looked at her all serious for a moment and cupped her face, smiling at her. “Don’t look so scared.” he said amused. “As long as you don’t run, call me by my full name or get me upset in any way – you are perfectly safe.” “Am I ?” Kai hummed, took her hand and pulled her towards the couch in the living room. He was dying to find out who his new friend was. How she had gotten there and maybe, just maybe become friends with her because being all alone was turning into a burden now and he could barely stand it anymore. “You are a witch. Now I know for sure my father didn’t send you here.” he pushed her down on the couch. “Who are you and what did you do to get yourself sent to a magical Prison with a murderous sociopath ? Must’ve been pretty awful.” “None of your business.” she snapped, rubbing her wrist. Damn, he had a tight grip. “Why don’t you tell me where we are since you were here first ?” Kai studied her face for a long moment trying to make a decision and sat next to her. “Alright. Since you are the girl , I’ll bite.” he smiled at her. ”This is my childhood home. You are in Portland , Oregon. Stomping grounds of Courtney love, Tonya Harding and tons of other awesome people and its May 10th 1994. It has been May 10th 1994 on a repeating loop for about ten? Twelve years ? Like I said before, after a while time blurs together.” A few minutes passed in complete silence as she processed what he had just said. Growing up she had heard the story or more heard of it. Her parents were also coven leaders in Oregon, same as his, but she had been too young at the time and all they had told her and her brothers was that some boy from the Gemini had done something awful and they had sent him away where he could never hurt anyone. “It’s 2007. In the real world.” she said quietly. “Ahhh she speaks. Finally.” he grinned. “It’s just you and me by the way. We are literally the only two people in the whole planet. You know, it is so exciting to finally be able to show this place to someone. Usually my family keeps to itself and not many people outside the Gemini come to –” “Do you have anything to eat?” she asked suddenly. “Something sugary ? I am feeling kind of – lightheaded. Don’t suppose you have chocolate around here or I don’t know cupcakes or something ?” “You like cupcakes too ? Awesome !” he put his hand on her hip and grinned at her. “You stay here. I’ll go grab you something sweet from the kitchen and maybe later we can make some cupcakes.” Y/N watched him walk out of the living room and into the hallway towards kitchen, listening to to his footsteps. As soon as they stopped she got up as quickly and quietly as she could and ran towards the window, hoping it might be a way out. “You are so predictable.” said Kai, leaning against the door frame with a can coca-cola in one hand and a chocolate bar in the other. “Did you really think I didn’t think of putting a boundary spell ? Seems excessive, I know but I just want to talk to someone, you know. I’ve been in complete isolation for over a decade. And you don’t want to be all by yourself, trust me. It might sound fun but it is not, specially when there is no way to change it. And trust me, I’ve tried.” Y/N ran her fingers through her hair, took a step towards him and stumbled over for a second, feeling dizzy. Kai was quick enough to catch her and help her to the couch before handing her the chocolate bar and the cola. “Thanks.” she smiled for a second, taking a sip. “Now aren’t you happy I put a boundary on the house and you didn’t fall through the window ?” “Shut up.” she rolled her eyes, taking a bite from the chocolate. Kai laughed under his breath and sat on the opposite end of the couch. “Why are you being so nice ? Like – you could’ve let me fall back there but you didn’t.” “Eat your chocolate.” he said, closing his eyes for a moment. “You know, when the day is over I do hope you chose to stay here. It would be nice not to be alone. I might be rusty on face to face interactions but you seem fun. Or annoying. I can’t make up my mind yet.” “You are giving me a choice ?” “Yeah.” he gave her a small smile. “Anyways, don’t you want to hear my story now that you are not all lightheaded, low blood sugary and all?” Y/N studied his face. Was he really giving her a choice or was that a trick ? There was a large part of her that believed him when he said he wouldn’t hurt her. He had sounded so honest, but the other half was worried he had been lying. Not that it mattered. Her family had sent her away. There was no one coming to get her and spending eternity alone did sound awful. “I know the story. You killed your siblings and then they sent you here as a punishment.” “Technically, yes. That is true but it’s not the full story.” “Enlighten me then.” Kai grinned. “Someone’s curiosity won over huh. Awesome! Where should I start ? I guess you know I am a Gemini, obviously. Anyways, in my coven’s tradition after the 22nd birthday of the twins there is this merge ceremony where the twins merge their strength and the stronger one wins, the weaker one dies. I was supposed to merge with my twin sister, but my father had other ideas. See, I was born without my own magic which when my parents found out made me the defective twin in their eyes, the abomination. No one in my family understood what it was like, being a siphoner, so… they isolated me. I couldn’t even touch anyone. Everyone would always flinch or run away. That screwed me up big time.” he swallowed hard. “Not too long after my 22nd birthday I figured out my father’s plan and needless to say I didn’t handle by anger the best way.” Y/N couldn’t help but notice how his voice nearly broke while he told her his story and unless she was imagining it, his eyes were a little more watery than they should’ve been. Clearly his parents’ attitude towards him had hurt him. Who wouldn’t that hurt, right ? When the people who are supposed to love you no matter what decide you are not worth it because you are born different, it hurts. “And your family sent you here –?” “My father – my father sent me here.” he swallowed hard. “He treated me like trash for 22 years and then sent me away. The coven always came first no matter what, as if his children didn’t even matter.” he trailed off. “You know, I understand it, I think. I mean obviously they shouldn’t have treated you differently. Being born without your own magic doesn’t mean you are less than everyone else and not being able to touch anyone – ” “You really think so or are you lying to get me to trust you.” he wondered, studying her face carefully. “Paranoid much ?” she teased, running her fingers through her hair. “I’m not lying. I know what it is, sort of. After this car accident when my older brother, who was supposed to be the next coven leader, got killed because of me, my parents practically locked me in my room for a whole year before they sent me here after I tried to bring him back from the Other Side. Which resulted in my father almost dying, you know nature demanding balance and all.” “That’s how you got yourself sent here?” he asked a little surprised. “You tried fixing something and got punished for it ?” Y/N swallowed hard and nodded. There was more to it, but now wasn’t the time to tell. “I guess I deserved it. I mean – I did get myself in quite the mess for someone my age. Expression is pure darkness and –” she sighed. “Could’ve been a lot worse I guess. I could’ve been trapped here all by myself.” “Are they coming to get you any time soon or ?” “Who knows.” she shrugged her shoulders. “They didn’t even tell me I was being sent away. Last thing I remember before waking up in your bed is going to sleep in mine. I guess they drugged me or wiped my memory or something. There are all those white spots in it – ” “You can stay. If you want.” he said hopefully. “I mean, I know I trapped you here and probably scared the living daylights out of you but –” “For now.” she smiled. Kai smiled nervously at her. “But we are sleeping in separate rooms.” “Jeez, suck the fun right out of it won’t ya.” he laughed. “Fine. Pick your room, little witch.”
Living all alone with Kai in the Prison World was both exciting and a little scary sometimes… though not in the traditional sense of the world. They had their bad days where he’d wake up in a mood and nothing she did or said could fix it but only escalate things and sometimes in his anger, he ended up siphoning her without her consent. After that happened a couple of times, Y/N decided to steer clear from him whenever he was in a mood and as the months passed, those moods rarely happened. However there were days when they still fought… until a few months ago when they found a new outlet for their frustration. Contrary to what both of them had agreed on their first day together, Kai slept wherever she did and at first he had scared her out of her mind sneaking into her bed in the middle of the night, wondering why she always sleeps with the lamp on. Then later on he had told her how after all this time spend all by himself, he didn’t like sleeping alone. A part of her wondered if maybe he was scared she’d leave and not tell him, but after a few weeks together it became clear to both of them that’s not going to happen,ever. Turned out they had a lot of things in common (similar music/book/movie taste) and enjoyed a lot of the same activities like cooking and karaoke, but also when it came to their families. To both their parents the coven’s future always came first, over their own children, and every time Kai got a little extra curious about it, Y/N would just change the subject, which made him wonder what she wasn’t telling him. Kai liked having her around, listening to her laugh and talk and after eleven months spent together he couldn’t imagine his life without her. There had never had someone like her in his life. Someone who doesn’t treat him differently for what he is and wasn’t judging him what he had done even though the aftermath was right before her eyes every time she walked downstairs. Somehow Y/N had become the most important person in his life and even though he didn’t understand what all those emotions he felt towards her meant, he knew it to be true and often wondered if he was just as important to her. He also knew that if he ever got the chance to get out there was no way he’d leave her behind.
* * *
“Y/N ? Come on, you’ll miss the sunset.” called out Kai, walking into her room. He could hear the shower running and by the looks of it, she hadn’t heard him calling for her. A sigh left his lips and he tossed himself on her bed, feeling something hidden under the covers. “What the ..?” Kai reached under the blanket and pulled out a small notebook with hardcovers – her diary. He had seen her multiple times writing and had always wondered what she was writing about and now had the chance to find out, though for a moment he hesitated. Y/N was barely a few metres away in the shower, she could walk in on him at any moment and for sure she’d get upset with him, but the temptation was too big for him to resist. Kai scooted up on the bed, resting his back against the headboard and opened the cover, trailing his fingertips on the first page. There it was – her beautiful handwriting, but it wasn’t just that. “Wow…“ he smiled to himself and flipped to the next page. Her diary was mostly sketches and scribbles with small text bubbles here and there, mostly random thoughts or song quotes. A lot of the sketches were sceneries – his house from the front yard or that small fountain a few houses down the street where they had spent a couple of hours a few weeks ago (because it had a pool). But mostly it was sketches of him – his face when he smiles or laughs, smirks or … as he realised, when he was looking at her. Kai trailed the image with his fingertips, his smile getting a little wider. Damn. he mouthed, flipping page after page until he stumbled upon a couple of pages of full writing. His eyes scanned the text and a couple sentences caught his attention. Y/N had spared him some of the details from her childhood, which in a way resembled his except there had been at least one person who cared about her enough to protect her – her older brother. He wondered why she wouldn’t trust him enough to share her full story with him, seeing how they had gotten really close during the past few months and flipped another page, instantly sitting up, holding her diary in his hands with a smile on his face.
I have to say – my parents’ idea of punishment clearly differs from mine. How can they think sending me here is a punishment ?! I mean, yeah, if I was all by myself, it probably would have been, but I have Kai… and even though some days he is annoying as hell, gets on my nerves and pushes every single button there is, I love having him around and having him in my life. He might not understand it yet, emotions and all, but I think he cares about me as much as I care about him. Every day with him is an adventure and I am happy I chose to stay that first day. I am happy I get to spend every day with him, even the days when we fight because it means this is all real. Life is not all unicorns and rainbows (not that there are any unicorns or rainbows anywhere around here, seeing how we are stuck on a repeating loop of an annoyingly sunny May 10th 1994)… I don’t think I would’ve liked being here if it wasn’t for him and if one day someone comes to get me, they’d be dragging me away kicking and screaming because there is no way I’d leave him behind. How can I ? Kai became my best friend (well, a little more than a friend in the past few months), the most important person in my life and I think I may be fa–”
“What are you doing ?!“ she exclaimed, holding her towel with one hand, reaching for her diary with the other. “I can explain.“ he gulped, glancing between the diary in his hands and Y/N. Her hair was dripping down her towel and onto the floor, but he didn’t mind mas he usually would. "And why not ?” he asked, putting his feet on the ground. “You are a great artist by the way. Why do you keep drawing me so often ?” Y/N clenched her jaw, put her diary under the pillow and grabbed his hand starting to pull him up. Instead he pulled her onto the bed and rolled on top of her, wondering how the sentence he had started to read ended. His friend tried to push him off but he gripped her wrists, pinning them on either side of her head. “None of your business. How did you even find it and why did you decide that you have the right to read it ? It’s private –“ “I didn’t look for it. It found me.” he smiled at her. “You are really bad at hiding things. Same as with running and playing hide and seek. I find you in a couple of minutes. It’s like you don’t even try.” “Malach–“ she said through gritted teeth and instantly his eyes lit up in flames. His lips crashed against hers, just like every time she called him that the past few weeks, and his grip on her tightened, not realising jow in his anger he had siphoned her for a few moments. "Stop kissing me when I am upset with you!”
“Hey, not my fault you used my full name –“
“You can’t invade my privacy like that !” “I think we are past the ‘privacy’ invasion, sweet cheeks.” he smirked at her, gazing into her eyes. “Why didn’t you tell me about your parents?“ Was he imaging it or her eyes had started to water the moment he had mentioned her parents ? "You said you had gotten a ‘taste’ of what it’s like being isolated, but it didn’t seem like it judging by what you had written. Did they really lock you away in the basement or the attic whenever you messed up? That must’ve been hard. Being all alone in the dark…” he thought out loud. “Explains why you can’t sleep with the lamp turned off, or without that stuffed toy you had in your backpack when I found you. Well, slept. Now you have me to cuddle.” Y/N pressed her lips together, trying hard not to start crying in that exact second. A large part of her childhood memories had been painful, yes … and even thinking about them made her feel like she was back there … all alone, cuddled up in the corner of the basement or the attic. Her parents had always put her older brother first, seeing how he was supposed to be the leader of the coven, and had been strict as Hell with her and her younger brother. After the accident things had gotten out of control and her parents had blamed it all on her, as if she had been driving the car that hit theirs, completely ignoring the fact she had almost died too. And in the end they had decided to get rid of her for good, by banishing her in the Prison World. “Get out. Now.“ she said through tears. ”Leave or I will make you leave.” Kai pulled away, realising his mistake too late. Y/N hadn’t been as upset about him reading her diary, checking out her sketches – “Y/N, I –“ he started. “Motus.” she muttered, pushing him out of the room until his back hit the wall on the other end of the hallway and he slipped down to the ground. Last thing Kai saw before she flicked her wrist and slammed the door shut with magic was his only friend starring at him with pain in her eyes. For a few minutes after the door slammed shut, Y/N just sat there starring at the door remembering the look on Kai’s face. He had looked so broken and obviously he hadn’t expected her to get upset about it. A part of her knew he hadn’t meant to hurt her that he had just be curious about it, the other felt more broken than angry. Her eyes closed and she felt tears streaming down her cheeks while her mind took her back to the time she had been 7 years old and her father had yanked her away from the front yard. She and her older brother had been chasing each other around that and she had accidentally tackled him on the ground. He had hit his head, hard, and later on turned out he had a concussion. Even though it had been an accident and her brother had protested they don’t touch her or punish her in any way, Y/N had spent most of the day and nearly the entire night locked away until her older brother had sneaked out of his room to come get her. * * *
Kai sat on the floor by her door, listening to her crying while trying to figure out how he had managed to mess things up so badly this time. No one had ever said he is the most important person to them and now … he was terrified things between them had been broken beyond repair. He wanted to make things right, to apologise but every time he knocked on the door and called out for her, there was no answer. Yet he didn’t give up and kept trying. “Y/N ?“ he knocked on the door again about 40 minutes after she had kicked him out. “Please, open the door.” “Go away.“ she shouted. A sight left his lips and his lips curled into a small smile. That was progress, at least she was speaking to him. Even if those were the only two words she had said to him in the past hour. "Please, let me in. I can’t stand listening to you cry –” “Then you shouldn’t have done what you did.“ “I know. I am sorry. It’s never going to happen again, I promise.” he pleaded with her. “I will never touch your diary again, I will never say a word about –” “You think that’s what I am upset about ?“ she put her hands on the door loudly, almost sounding as a bang. "You reading my diary ? No. I am upset about what you said –” “You know I say things without thinking. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I never meant to hurt you.“ he placed his hand on the door, unknowingly placing it at the same spot her hand was on the other side. "I am sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything. I just … Please, open the door. We can go for ice cream or make cupcakes. Whatever you decide. Let me make it right.” A few long moments passed and he heard her start to unlock the door, instantly he got up. Then the weirdest thing happened and he heard her scream. “N-no! No, let me go !“ she shouted, her feet kicking at the door. ”Let go off me ! Kai ! I have to say –” “Y/N ? Let you go ? W-what are you talking about ?“ asked Kai confused, putting his hand on the doorknob, which was still locked. For a few moments it sounded as if things were being broken in the room, her voice muffled by something and then – nothing. He called out for her a few times and when he couldn’t hear any sounds coming from the inside anymore, he flicked his wrist unlocking the door with magic and stepped inside. His eyes widened at the sight before him – her nightstand lamp had been knocked on the floor, glass shattered everywhere and the window was open. Had the window been open before ? He couldn’t remember or think in that moment. “Y/N ?” he called out for her, running into the bathroom looking for her. He looked everywhere but there was no trace of her. Or the backpack she had had when she had first arrived. However when he reached under the pillow – there it was, her diary. Kai tried a locator spell, hoping that maybe she was somewhere outside and he’d find her, because he knew she wouldn’t leave. Not without him. There was a flicker for a moment and then – nothing. As if she had just blinked out of existence… and then it hit him. Someone had come to get her. His jaw clenched and in the next few moments the wall got redecorated where he punched it with his fist, his screams filling in the empty house. He was all alone again and – “I didn’t get to say goodbye.“ he whispered, sitting on the ground next to her bed holding onto her diary as if his life depended on it. “I didn’t get to say goodbye.”
Tell me it’s okay to kill something that wants to die and I’ll teach you the art of trepanning, pry my skull open to reveal the disease, spot the defect, watch with weary eyes the red roses that hop out, how they’re growing tiny fins &
roiling away, like blood in the air, like the moon stains across your cheeks. now tell me what the after-life looks like. is it all dreamy satyrs & angels with sad faces fiddling with harps?
or is it an apocalyptic wasteland where
every person we’ve ever kissed returns to
haunt us? tell me, why do you always
have your breath held & your legs so neatly
folded? paper swan, shy animal, what are you hiding in between there?
do you fancy flaunting the color blue?
is there a name for this late-summer withering?
do we dare repeat it?
do the letters all blur together & turn to
mush against the wisdom teeth you should’ve had removed by now?
i want candied apples and ballroom dancing
under stars shaped like our ancestors, i want
to be your exception, your calamity, the april
we made honeyed mildew of our bodies, the
wildfire in your bones.
someday saying these things out loud will get easier or we will get older and more bored
and the secrets will splash out like gin and
get us drunk on wet-hearted regrets, black sludge fountains, our own bad habits, lighting
cigarettes beneath burnt bridges, biting our fingers to remains mangled raw, chasing
streetlight shadows into the sordid realms of the nobodies, turning the sun against the sky,
watching it mingle hideously with the
bent, grotesque spines of lightning strikes,
rain peppering our rose-tinted visions,
leaving us cold prunes,
leaving us unfixable.
A/N: In celebration of 100 followers I wrote a thing about Hansung:)
“Wake up!” Light painfully shot through my closed lids, jarring me awake. “It’s morning, you need to clean.”
The head housemaid at Hwarang house, Soojung pulled me roughly out of bed by the arm, not stopping to see if I was in any pain. “Sunbaenim, you’re hurting me,” I complained, wrapping my fingers around the mark she left on my wrist. “I will be ready in a few moments.” The older woman huffed angrily and stomped out of my tiny quarters. I’d been living in Hwarang House since it first opened. As an orphan with no connection to the True Bones, I had no choice but to get some menial work, and as a woman there were not many other options besides cleaning. Women were not often allowed in Hwarang House but since the Hwarangs were apparently quite rowdy and tended to break/dirty much more than anticipated, Soojung, myself and a few other girls were called in.
My friend Jangmi, from the village told me how jealous she was when I got in, but it’s not as exciting as it may seem. I’ve yet to see even one of the Hwarangs, just their didiculously big messes.
Sighing, I changed into my simple robes and clipped my long dark hair back. I took a quick look in the mirror before averting my eyes. I hated seeing my reflection- it was yet another reminder of what a freak I was. In Silla, everyone had dark hair and dark eyes. We all looked relatively similar in our colouring- but when I was born there was some genetic defect thay gave me eyes the color of fresh moss. Light, slightly glowing and greener than green. It was strange, and people often commented on it, calling them the Devil’s eyes, cursed eyes, because they were so different. Many people doubted my mother’s fidelity as well, claiming she must have had an affair with a travelling foreigner. Regardless, I hated them. There were nothing good about these eyes.
I started my day like normal, greeting my fellow servants and washing the railings in the outdoor courtyard, when suddenly I heard very loud drums. I waited patiently, allowing myself a quick rest for the drums to stop, but they just went ko continuously. I asked one of the Gardners if the Hwarangs were having some sort of festival.
“It’s some famous musician who came to teach those spoiled Hwarangs how to roll over for the queen, ” the Gardner snapped, glaring at me as he left. Alrighty then.
I left my cleaning bucket and rags next to the rail and walked carefully over to noisy room. Peering through a little hole in the patterned parchment stretched over the sliding door, I could see two men, dressed in their crisp Hwarang robes. The drumming seemed to increase in tempo and the handsome soldiers started to dance, their companions clapping in excitement.
The dance seemed silly but both of the men were more graceful than any other guys I’d ever encountered. The one on the left was breathtaking, his hair so straight and dark it looked like flowing water. His skin was pale and glowed slightly like the moon. I felt butterflies flutter in my stomach at the sight of such a gorgeous boy.
“Hansunggie ahh so cute!” one of the Hwarangs watching shouted at the other dancing knight. I pulled my attention away from the mesmerizing male and focused on the shorter. This boy (and I mean boy since he could be no more than a year older than myself); was not nearly as lovely as the former. He was dancing with a bit of smirk, as if he was trying to hold back a laugh. His movements were much less calculated bit so much more amusing to watch. I felt my mouth pulling into a wide grin, a quiet giggle escaping. Hansung, the Hwarang had called him.
Hansung spun with flair, shooting a happy look at the rapt audience. The longer the two danced, the larger Hansung smile seemed to get, before he finally abandoned the controlled smirk and openly smiled, his mouth almost rectangular in shape. What a beautiful dance, the pair were well suited. Hansung glowed like the sun, warm and bright while the other man was so like the moon, a quiet beauty. I sat silently, engrossed in Hansung’s every expression, my heart thumping audibly.
Suddenly the music stopped. I let out a sigh, before covering my mouth quickly, alarmed at how loud I had been. Not quick enough, unfortunately as I watched Hansung’s head whip around in my direction, his dark eyes wide. He opened his mouth to indicate to me, but I ran.
Sweat coursed down my back as I scooped up my cleaning supplies and hustled to the storeroom. Shutting the door behind me I collapsed on the ground in a heap, trying to catch my breath.
He saw me! Aish, I could get in so much trouble for watching the Hwarangs in their class. It was meant to be secret! Ahh I was such a fool, I’d only intended to look for a moment or so, just to see the drumming. But watching Hansung was fascinating. He seemed to radiate joy, so unlike any man I’ve ever known. I felt myself smiling again. Even if I did get punished, knowing someone like Hansung existed made it all worth it.
Hansung (a few days later)
“Ya hyung I’ll meet you at the Hwarang House in an hour!” I shouted to Yeol Wool, skipping away before he had a chance to argue. Yeol Wool was probably my best friend in Hwarang but he could be very serious sometimes and I just wanted to play for a while. It was my break after all. With all the dance training for the festival coming up, I was sleepy all the time. I wanted to see the town again, maybe find a present for my mom.
I strolled happily, smiling at people that passed me by. I remembered again, the weird incident that happened a few days earlier, when I saw a girl with the strangest eyes watching us practice our dance. I’d been shocked to see her there since no one was meant to watch and had just been about to call out to her to leave when I noticed her eyes. They were so different, green but not like the trees. Green that glowed. Aish, I smacked my forehead in frustration. I’d been thinking of her eyes non-stop since I saw them, trying to clearly remember their shape and hue. I passed by one of my favourite stalls, filled with strange artifacts brought over from the west, my eyes were drawn to the decorative piece I’d looked at months ago. It was a flat, gold disc with transparent green glass in the centre.
“Ya!” I shouted, running over to the table. I lifted the object carefully, and faced it to the sun as I had before. Looking through the glass I could see the sun shine. A green film filtered the light, making a colour I’d only seen once before…the color of her eyes.
I smiled. I would definitely need to find that girl again.
The first word that Ruby, Facet 4UDB, Cut 7XB ever heard.
Ruby’s eyes were still trying to adjust to the light. She had just emerged from a reclaimated Era-I low-yield kindergarten, and was still getting the hang of existing. She squinted at the green blob before her.
“I…I am?” she stammered.
“Um…well…you tell me. How many touch stumps do you see?” the lime smudge queried. She sounded clinical, but, a touch concerned.
“I…” the Ruby faltered, squinting and wiping her eyes, “…I…I can’t…”
“5XT!” another green smear called out. “Hurry up with the early bloomer, we have real work to do!”
The little Ruby sat down on the kindergarten floor. “But…why…”
“I’m on my way!” the near blob called out to the far one. “Listen,” she said, kneeling down to Ruby’s face, “You emerged early. Your vision spheres are deformed, and can’t focus incoming light properly. You’ll need to be recycled and harvested.”
The Ruby’s eyes watered, obliterating all form the world had. Greens and greys and blacks all smeared together.
“Oh come on, you haven’t even been in this world that long, so it shouldn’t be a big deal! And look at it this way, your gem will be useful now. You might power a forge, or a heat pump, or even an entropy inductor! Don’t you think you’d like that?”
Ruby sniffed, still sitting on the cold ground. “No.”
The figure before her sighed, and spoke softly in a hidden whisper, “Yeah…me neither.” Ruby heard her adjusting something on her arm, and a soft green finger wiped the tear from her eye.
When Ruby looked up, the figure was close enough to focus on, and she saw a green face with soft eyes hidden behind a hard visor.
“I’m Peridot 5XT, and…” Peridot’s voice hitched as she saw her reflection in the Ruby’s eyes.
“Hi,” the Ruby peeped, “I’m Ruby.” She concluded with a sniff.
“Uuurrrggghhh…” Peridot sighed, already regretting her future actions. She stood back up, out of the way of the Ruby’s gaze of weaponized cuteness. She slid her arm enhancer back on, and called up a screen. With a few commands, along with some topographical data she got from scanning the Ruby, she conjured a blue crystalline visor.
“Here,” she slid the visor onto Ruby’s head.
Ruby’s eyes fluttered as they focused on the world around her. Crisp lines appeared, and details grew from shapes she couldn’t have imagined but just a moment ago. She studied the forms of the rock wall, the shades made by the shadows, the curves and edges, the contrast of forms. She followed the wall up, and gazed into the sky, filled with a galaxy of stars.
“Whoa-” she breathed, her pupils swelling to take in every photon.
“Yes, well,” Peridot interrupted, “use that visor to make sure you don’t get lost on the way to the harvesting chambers.”
On Homeworld, Fordites and Motor Agates are known for being “off colors.” However, in Blue Diamond’s court, there is a Motor Agate that is near perfection for agate standards. All good things must end when it is revealed that this Fordite (J8x) turns on Homeworld by joining the rebellion so she, other Fordites, and motor agates can live in harmony.
“I love the fact that people have risen up in anger over the sonic
screwdriver,” he said, “God knows how that lot would have got on when
they introduced regeneration, or that Time Lords have two hearts.”
“As of now every kid with glasses is Doctor Who! Kid whose parents
don’t want to shell out for a Sonic Screwdriver toy, just put on a pair
of sunglasses, you’re Doctor Who! And best of all, every pin-brained
celebrity walking into a party with shades on is now cosplaying Doctor Who!”
“If it pricks the pomposity of uber celebs and turns an eye defect
into a super power and confers star-magic on an old pair of sunglasses,
what could be more Doctor Who than that?”
Hey um can you answer a few questions for me please? Can I draw a ship of one of my sanses/ocs and CCino and if so which one would you want to be with CCino? Can I make a child for CCino and their lover? Also here is some info on my main sans: Stars has insomnia, and is made of ink, she has a outfit that changes depending on her emotions or other people's feelings. She is the child of Cross and Ink. She has two forms, one for Pacifist and one for genocide. Her right eye's defective and blind
yes you can, actually, no need to ask for my permission about ccino’s ships or shipping child, feel free for it (*^_^*)
and sorry I won’t choose it for you, you got your decision
but I can give you some advice, if you are gonna ship someone with ccino
“never ever let ccino meet nightmare”, that’s something important
and you gotta know that he has some mental problem and sleeping problem too
btw he’s brother is still alive, but he’s dad is dead
and he has a bunch of kitties to raise
that’s it, have fun(ㆁωㆁ*)
These two cats, Bacon and Eggs, were born with a birth defect in their eyes which resulted in infections. To prevent further pain and infections, their eyes were removed by Maryland SPCA. Following their operation they were adopted together.