(0///0)Aggie Walking In On James Or Ophelia (her Choice Lol)

(0///0) Aggie walking in on James or Ophelia (her choice lol)

" hey, j-james? it's, w-well, you know who it is. of c-course you do, i called t-to— to t-tell you i was coming by. i-i'm just dropping this— " agatha stops in her tracks as she sees him now, naked. completely bare. he has absolutely nothing on. " off... " she only just barely manages to finish that sentence, the book he allowed her to borrow falling from her hand and hitting the floor. in a situation like this, most would probably shield their eyes, turn away, do something to give the person their privacy, but she finds she just can't move. the faerie is frozen there, gawking at him, her cheeks and her ears growing red in embarrassment. james might have to move or say something to get her to finally look away.

" u-um..." yeah, that's a really intelligent-sounding word there, agatha.

listen

every so often i think about making aggie "overpowered"

thinking about aggie and the "to be loved is to be changed" trend bc the two together gives me so many feelings. like she isn't a worn stuffed animal in this instance but rather she's better than she used to be. of course she used to be incredibly self conscious of herself, her confidence and self esteem hardly existed at all, she watched her weight, she hated looking at herself in the mirror for too long, took great efforts to hide her body and cover her scars. but then she met maren and a change began. i wouldn't go so far as to say she was fixed, but rather healed. her outlook on life and herself began to change for the better. it took a lot of patience and persistence on maren's part, as well as agatha also finally realizing she needed to get help and put in the effort to get better and be healthy and happy. and she did, she put in that effort and she is better. much, much better than how she used to be. she actually loves herself now and when you compliment her, sure she's still a bit humble but she accepts the compliments. she can look at herself in the mirror, she can look at her body without feeling disgust. she stopped focusing on how much she ate or wether she ate at all, even allowing herself to gain weight. she doesn't hide her scars, she wears short sleeve shirts and she wears bathing suits. the world is brighter again, it's more colorful. of course she still has her bad days, but they're fewer and more far between than they used to be. it's all thanks to maren, her daughter aurora, her friends, and even herself because self love is also important!

" of course you can. mashed potatoes will go really well with the steak. " they tell her with a growing smile, giving her hand a gentle squeeze in return. " i think some red potatoes would be very good for that. i would even be happy to peel them for you, if you like. " soryn places the package of steak into the shopping cart and together they move on through the aisles. when she gets the potatoes, they find some wine to enjoy and something from the bakery for dessert. " how about this tiny red velvet cake for dessert? it really sates my sweet tooth. " soryn admits with a soft laugh, smiling a little sheepishly.

IT WAS ODD; --- How Soryn, a full demon, made Jane feel somewhat human ... As though there was a part of her that could return to that form. [ It's too late, she's a rotten monster now. ] Yet, with them, she feels comfort & a blessing that was beyond her understanding for some time.; --- But now that she had come to them, seeking their comfort & warmth, so Soryn could make her feels a sense of humanity in her lava like soul. She does not pay much attention, of habit, simply taking in the moment of them by her side.

It was when she was given a squeeze that red eyes turned to face them. At the sight of the meat, she smiles & nods. ❝ I haven't had a home cooked meal in a while. Can I make some mashed potatoes too? ❞ Thought it seemed childish, she could not help but squeeze their hand tenderly. A soft promise to stay by their side.

(0_0) Ophelia walking in on Soryn hehe

" my love, i am home. " he announces, closing the front door behind himself. when she greets him, he kisses her forehead, giving her hand a gentle, tender squeeze. " i must shower, then i will be ready for our date. " soryn assures, kissing her temple again before heading into the bathroom, peeling off his work clothes and getting into the shower once it was hot enough. gods, that feels good. being a mechanic sure does get grimy sometimes! once he's scrubbed clean, he gets out, dries off and makes his way to their bedroom. soryn sets out his outfit for tonight and steps away from the closet, stopping when he sees ophelia from the corner of his eye.

soryn focuses on her, smiling lovingly. " worry not, i am getting ready. i will not make us late for our reservation again, i promise. " he assured with a soft and sheepish chuckle. but still, she stares at him, even seeming to have that look on her face that she gets when she wants something (usually him), seeing how her gaze travels slowly over his nude form. his loving smile turns into one of amusement.

" do you want to make us late for our reservation this time, my love? "

when they entered her home, they didn't expect to find her like this. still, something felt off. wrong. something in their gut told them to visit her and check up on her today. was something telling them misa was in trouble? were they just that in tune with her? whatever it was, they were here now and they'd gotten her to bring up the sleeping pills that she swallowed. they just needed her to come to now, cradling her form against their body as they finish dialing for an ambulance.

hearing her voice, soryn's breath hitches and they breathe a sigh of relief. thank the gods. thank the gods. they got enough of the pills out of her system. she was okay. she will be okay. " because you have so much more to live for, my friend. there is always more. " they assure gently, bringing their phone to their ear. " i am going to get you some help, okay? everything will be fine, i promise. " they hold her closer, fingers clutching her shirt, afraid if they let go her life will begin to slip away once more.

once the woman who answered said an ambulance was on the way and it was okay to hang up, their gaze lowers back down to misa. their phone is set aside and their hand comes up to brush her hair from her face. gods, their heart still pounds so harshly against their chest, fear having a vice grip on their rib cage. " i was so terrified you were gone, that i did not get to you fast enough. " soryn exhales shakily, cupping her cheek, thumb gently wiping her tears away. " you ask me why, but i fear my reasons may be wholly selfish. i care about you so much and believe there is still more to your life. you will not always feel this way, misa. the sun will shine again for you. the rain has to dissipate at some point, right? "

when she finally came to, the model couldn't make out her surroundings, her vision blurry and her body numb. she wasn't aware that she had been pulled into her bathroom and made to throw up the several bottles worth of pills she had taken. fair lids were heavy, her head spinning violently as misa tried to remember what happened, vision fading in and out -- she couldn't hear soryn begging for her to stay, the sound of their voice fading into the void that was her subconscious.

that's right... she had reached her breaking point. a year after light's death, on valentine's day, the day meant just for lovers. she wanted desperately to see him again, to be held in his arms again. misa wanted nothing more than to hear his voice. she knows he didn't fully love her in return, but it never made her own feelings falter -- yagami, light was her soulmate. the one she was always meant to be with.

misa, come on, please!! look at me!

in a moment of hopefulness, brown eyes, though still foggy and disoriented, looked towards the face of her savior, and she briefly saw light. oh, light... he had come to greet her at death's door. the blonde mustered up what strength she could in her arm, the movement slow and a little painful as she reached towards soryn's face.

" ... ligh...t... " she called weakly, failing to feel the skin underneath her fingertips, just as the vision of her beloved faded and she was greeted with the face of her dearest friend, " why... " she croaked softly, brown frantic as they scanned the demon's features, tears daring to prick at the edges of her eyes, " ... why..? " why would they save her from her fate?

@fiorserpen / soryn and misa