new emotion

“oh gods, have you really never had them? they’re so good, we’ll grab some for sure.” those were definitely their favorite. “bet. i usually get green apple.” al was taking in the new information, it’ll come in handy someday. they started to relax, not necessarily forgetting what the whole point of this snack run was, but more so starting to feel more confident. it’s alphonsine! they hang out all the time. it’ll go well. maybe. “dark chocolate? oh, so you’re a freak. got it.” they were teasing, of course. “i like sour belts! as far as chocolate goes, i’m weak and like milk chocolate. i can’t help who i am...”

otis: i've only got paper 😞

“i just think that people need to stop saying i’m an omega in fics. i’ve seen so many self insert ones and they pick angel as their alpha love interest and i’m the one with second love interest syndrome. do you think angel could be an alpha? also, why are there so many abo fics about the band?”

it’s been a while since these two besties have gotten a chance to hang out. ivy and dahlia sat on one of the many benches in the rec, lucky to have even found an open one. the hecate girl spoke about her schedule and everything coming up for her when she caught a few words from the bench behind them that caused her voice to drift off into silence. ‘i that monster attack was fake.’  ivy made eye contact with dahlia, looking for any sign that she was imagining what they were hearing right now.‘there’s a whole conspiracy video about it on youtube and it makes sense. how can you have that many of these so-called powerful demigods and let one of them die?’ ivy stood up, adjusting her skirt. “we should get out of here.” she didn’t want to listen to any of it and was sure her friend didn’t want to either.

“i was just looking at your make up, but never-fucking-mind i guess. your eyebrows look like shit, by the way.” they didn’t and she actually looked really cute but she wasn’t gonna say that now, damn.

at first they’d thought about pastries, but now that she asked, al’s mind shifted over to candy. “sour gummy worms? and cherry sours! what if we also get some slushies? does that sound good to you?” they noticed their hands nervously rubbing their legs. how long have they been doing that? did she see? maybe today wasn’t a good day to talk to alphonsine considering how jittery al suddenly got. they mentally called themselves a coward, which actually sounded more like pussy-ass-bitch, as a way to commit to it. they got up to head out, holding the door open for her and trying to not be too awkward. “i don’t think i know what your favorite candies are yet. what’s your poison?”

“king. sweet, beautiful simon, what kids? us? i’m bordering on hag and you’re hag-lite right now.”

“i can definitely take a good chunk of the people here. besides, a lot of them will say they want a milf but once you put one in front of them they’ll choke. also, polys are a thing and i feel like it’ll overall improve the vibes, you know? if we can’t find an abundance of milfs, you and i can share one.”

“also, realistically, would i be able to pull of being a stepmom? if the kid can’t wipe it’s own nose yet i don’t think i can do it...or it depends on the parent, actually. gods, would you do it?”

the hermes girl looked down, confused, as she stared at her demonia funn-10s but decided it was insignificant to say anything about it. “oh please, i would be doing you a pr favor if i had knocked you down.” robin finally got a good look at freya and almost snorted a laugh. “did you piss off your hair stylist? you should go get that fixed before someone snaps a photo. now, can you get out of the way? i’m running late to...a meeting.” there was absolutely no reason for robin to avoid the word ‘date’ and yet she did. it had to be that she simply didn’t want to hear any comments from her ex-friend. right? right.

“how in hades is mup going to come up organically like non-gmo level just pops up?” he slowly tipped over and let out a hefty sigh that turned into more of a groan at the end, just as he hit the ground. “i think any slap can be in a sexy way if you’re into it.” otis made a face at the mention of peter, wondering if the foot fetish rumors were true. “peter is like, mother freak. like lady gaga except not fun. he’d use our announcement to get toesies in his dms.”

“i can’t help it, i raised you on my back, you spoiled little shit. i’m always going to baby you. i bet you miss it, too.” ethan reached across the table to pinch dylan’s cheek and then plopped back into his seat. “gods, you’re disgusting, who raised you?” he sounded appalled, as if he didn’t just boast about being the one that did it. “freaks? freakier than turning into a piranha plant?” ethan dodged the question. he was fine. just okay. a little sad maybe, but who won’t be sad about leaving a far place in career behind . he was going to say no when daphne called him, but she made a very convincing case for the better quality of life dylan would have, especially socially.

she didn’t quite make a sour face but it was almost there. the look she gave him only lasted a couple seconds before she dropped it and decided to follow along. “please, what’s a couple drinks to generational wealth? besides, i’m sure twitch views aren’t very consistent.” akane’s whole body felt like it wanted to coil up and cringe, was she sounding like him?

although they’ve spoken about the incident with rosey back at the masquerade and mostly cleared the air, things hadn’t quite been what they used to. it wasn’t for lack of trying, because alphonse definitely did try, especially in the ways they would show up to alphonsine’s station and ask silly questions and then follow her around with the wheelie chair and suddenly steal bleu for their drink run. there was always this weird tension now even if they both didn’t want to acknowledge it. it’d been silent for some time now and al decided to bite the bullet. “on a scale of one to ten, how urgent is it that you work on this right now? we should go grab a snack.”

“that was supposed to be a one night stand? you held me like you were gonna wife me up. damn, okay, okay. well, good to know you’re a cold-hearted-ass bitch, making me feel special and all.” otis turned away to leave hoping nick would call out to him.

“it’d be fun and i can just say it was lillian pretending to be me. that’s way more believable that everyone witnessing me getting drunk and being social. though, it wouldn’t be fair to her. i hate being couped up so instead we should go clubbing somewhere else where no one will see us.” daph couldn’t remember the last time they’d successfully drag peter for a night out. “you should get out there and meet people that you only have to know for one single night. it’s way easier to let loose when you don’t have to deal with them ever again and we’ll back you up.”

things have been a little too good to be true for robin lately. her latest single was doing well, her personal relationships were great, and the media wasn’t hounding her ass the way it usually did. most of the recent press had been in her favor even though she’d been very publicly spotted with juniper for a while now. it was too good to be true, because freya was back on campus and nothing was worse than running into her just as she turned the corner. at least she managed to stop right before crashing. “you’ve got to be kidding me right now. i thought you were on tour?”