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I am bad about keeping this updated

RP's (Updated 2/13/25)

Upcoming:
Northwood - A slice-of-life horror rp

Currently Running:
Château de La Lune
Camp Lava Lake

Currently in:
Avengers Academy
Strange Academy

An incomplete and in no particular order dead or ended RPs I have participated in:

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In Avengers Academy: X of Swords ⚔️ → 4 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay





Andy reached out as Gideon’s glasses fell, she caught them deftly and quickly put them back on Gideon. It was obvious why because Gideon started screaming in pain the moment they had been knocked off. The sound cut through her. She turned back to Chase.

“Then why the hell does he look like he has been crying for a week?”

Ben stepped around Chase and ran in, trying to tackle Andy while she was turned, focusing on Gideon. He only bounced, rather ineffectively, against her, almost knocking himself to the ground.

“Because we were dealing with a whole bunch of other bullshit. You weren’t here. You can stay out of it. He is my boyfriend, leave him the fuck alone.” Ben wasn’t much shorter than Andy, but he was still frustratingly shorter than her. He wanted to scream.

“If you want to date a bully, you’re an idiot.”

“He isn’t a bully. You are.” Ben gestured between Andy and Gideon. “You’re the ones who just zero warning punched him and then kicked him while he was down. That’s fucked up.”

“You yelled to be put down.” Andy tried to defend, but it was becoming obvious to her though that she had read the situation wrong. She didn’t trust Chase, not one damn bit, not with how Percy had reacted to him, so she didn’t want to lose this fight, especially to a freshman.

“Because when he picks me up and twirls me like that, it is embarrassing. But that doesn’t mean I don’t like it, and it sure as hell doesn’t mean it gives you any right to sucker punch him.” Ben was shaking with anger.
In Château de La Lune → 4 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay



3:30 PM - Friday, July 18th, 2025 - Château de La Lune, France


@PatientBean@TheMaster99@KazAlkemi@Trainerblue192@kittyluna45@KTostada





The tea that Constance got was perfect, delicious. Other family members started to filter out, carrying their food and drink with them, heading to other parts of the house. If anyone wanted to know where they spent their time, this would be a good way to figure that out.

Jeanne looked surprised when Sam joined her, but excited. She had just taken a bite of food and covered her mouth to finish chewing and swallowing it. Once she had she said, “Oh, hi, I’m Jeanne. Yeah, you can join me.” She gestured to one of the other wooden deck chairs near her. She took a sip of her drink. Jeanne looked like she wanted to say something, but held it back.


Ralph



Location: Château de La Lune
Skills: N/A



“That’s a good idea,” Ralph said in regards to Rhi’s suggestion about using technology in schools. Richard nodded at the idea and seemed to take it as a real possibility.

Ralph frowned, trying to remember if Elenore had said anything about the seating. He remembered going in and trying to find his seat. “Maybe Felix would know, or one of the maids. If Elenore keeps stonewalling everyone who asks her questions, he might be a better source of information,” Ralph suggested.

“What is HP sauce anyway? I remember that fight; it was awkward.” Ralph rubbed the back of his head, thinking. “If Renee knew...” Ralph started to say, but caught himself looking around. This probably wasn’t the best place to have a conversation like this.
In Camp Lava Lake → 4 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

11 AM - Friday, June 13th 1980 - Lava Lake, BC, Canada



@KazAlkemi@Achronum@kittyluna45@Morose@Trainerblue192


The morning hours started to shift closer to the noon hours. It warmed up, the sun getting higher into the sky, and reflecting off the lake. Birds sang, and insects made their noises. It was a lovely summer day. The only noise that didn’t belong was the sound of hammering from Dobbs on the roof of a cabin. He was sweating, but work was getting done, and that was important to him.


Emily



Location: Camp Lava Lake Kitchen
Skills:



Emily left the kitchen, giving Marco a goodbye kiss, and headed out to the shed near the water, where there were supposedly rakes, shovels, and implements of destruction. She took a deep breath of air, looking out at the lake. Em smiled. It was beautiful. Yeah, it sucked why they were there. But as far as she was concerned, this was the life. She could do this all summer. She probably was alone in that opinion, at least compared to the others.

Inside the shed, she found some old rusty tools. There were various gardening and general forest maintenance tools, which were perfect. The tools themselves weren’t in the best shape. For example, the pruning shears were rusted so badly that she couldn’t open them. She grabbed a bow rake, a shovel, a tree trimmer, the saw type. She put all of that in the wheelbarrow, which thankfully had a solid rubber tire and didn’t require air; if it did, it probably would have been flat, and headed back out toward the trails to start cleaning up.
In Avengers Academy: X of Swords ⚔️ → 4 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay



Location: School
Skills:
Magic Item: N/A
Fit check



Ben waited, smiling, as Chase read the letter from their floor monitor. Then they took the stairs, Ben didn't even consider the elevator. He looked around at the destruction from what had happened and winced. April had tried to make it better but oof. He looked up at the ice slide, confused a little about it.

He was wiping at his face still. Tears had probably caused his face to get all red. He had a headache, wished he had had time for a cup of tea. But Chase picked him up and spun him around. He yelped in surprise. “Ah! Put me down. Ya weirdo.”

He was about to say something about he’d show him up on the stacking of weird hot chocolate ingredients when, after Chase put him down, a dark-haired girl came in and decked Chase. He gaped at her. The other girl, with the giant sword was also super confusing. What the hell was going on?




Location: School
Skills: Enhanced Reflexes (Passive); Enhanced Durability
Magic item: N/A
Fit check, and Letterman jacket



Andy raised an eyebrow at Gideon’s pronouncement that some bullshit had happened there. She laughed. “Yeah, I think that is an understatement.” She considered the ice slide. There was no reasonable way for her to get it up to the roof, where she assumed April was. Andy couldn’t run up it or anything, she lacked speed or ice powers. Great. Everyone else had dispersed. She had her ice skates with her, but she remembered playing on the playground as a kid and trying to run up a slide. There was no way she’d pull it off like that. She sighed.

“I don’t know where everyone went. It is obvious that April probably went up there for some reason.” She indicated the ice slide leading to the top of the school building. “But I can’t follow her up there. I could go the long way, but it would just be my luck that as I’m about to get to the roof everyone who is up there leaves. And the ice slide will be gone so I can’t even use it to get back down here.” She had missed the drama, she supposed she should have joined everyone right away. But she had wanted a little time with Gideon. She had wanted to try to make friendship bracelets (impossible task that it was). And the snow ball fight had seemed fun. She hadn’t even had a chance to do a snowball fight since... way too long ago.

As she stood there and looked around trying to figure out where to go she noticed the guy from the party. Chase. Percy’s ex-bully, and if ex wasn’t the right term she’d make him ex-alive. He was walking with some other kid, probably another freshman. The kid looked like he had been crying. Probably a lot by how red his face and puffy his eyes were. Chase picked the kid up and he cried out to be put down. Andy’s knuckles cracked as she made fists. She didn’t currently have on her knuckle dusters or gloves. Lucky Chase.

She walked up to him. “Couldn’t get away with bullying Percy so you’re picking on some other freshman?” she asked rhetorically, before throwing a punch. She hit him in the jaw, and he fell back.

Gideon didn’t waste a single second. She didn’t need Andy to explain why they were beefing with this punk. If her girl threw hands, she was backing her up. “And stay down, you fucking piece of shit!” Gideon swore, as she took advantage of Chase lying prone on the ground, and stomped on his stomach hard enough to bruise. “Or don’t. Make my day, man. The Thirsting Blade needs to feed.” She pulled her scabbard off of her back, and unsheathed the two-hander, and pointed it down at Chase.
In Camp Lava Lake → 4 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

10:15 AM - Friday, June 13th 1980 - Lava Lake, BC, Canada



@KazAlkemi@Achronum@kittyluna45@Morose@Trainerblue192



Emily



Location: Camp Lava Lake Kitchen
Skills:



“Beer sounds good too. Yeah, after Dobbs leaves,” she told Demi. And so breakfast ended. Em rolled her eyes, and wrote down what Aster had requested. She did not mark it down as exactly as he would have liked, but she got everything. She leaned into Marco and kissed him back.

“I’ll help with dishes,” Em said. She stood up and gathered the dishes, though these plates were all paper and would just get tossed, the flatware would be washed, and Marco had mentioned that the plates needed some scrubbing. She could at least help with the dishes made for making breakfast. “Mmm, fries are good, but usually only when fresh. I’ll dig around the kitchen a bit with you if you want and help make some meal plans,” she offered. “Maybe we’ll get lucky and there is makings for smores.”

Everyone had the tasks they wanted to do, or help with. It was likely three of the guys would be dedicated to cleaning. They had a week, that was plenty of time to get a lot done if they divided and conquered where it made sense, and helped each other where needed. With Dobbs on the more technical and manual side of labor, he was in charge of making sure all that was taken care of. If it fell short no one could blame them. She looked at the list and wondered if he’d let them add alcohol to the secret list.

Dishes gathered from anyone done eating, Em dumped the plates in the trash and the flatware into the sink and started to help clean up after the breakfast that had been lovingly made by her favorite person.
In Château de La Lune → 4 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay



3:15 PM - Friday, July 18th, 2025 - Château de La Lune, France


@PatientBean@TheMaster99@KazAlkemi@Trainerblue192@kittyluna45@KTostada





In the dining room, a buffet table had been set up, and the main dining table had had the chairs removed from one side and pushed against the wall. Already, as people entered, there were a couple of members of the family. Jeanne, Gabrielle, George, and Lawrence, these four were serving themselves, or being served, depending on general disposition. Each time the door opened, Jeanne looked at those coming in; she looked disappointed every time. Though when she saw Sam, there was a bit of excitement there. Lawrence, as soon as he was finished being served, left the room.

The lunch on offer was Salade Nicoise, Jambon-beurre, and some pastries for dessert. There was tea, coffee, and juices available as well.


Ralph



Location: Château de La Lune
Skills: N/A



“Ah, that’ll be lunch then. Mind escorting this old man there?” Richard stood up; his joints popped as he did. He placed the book he was reading back on the small table next to his chair. “As for business ventures, I’d say we should go into something new, but with lasting power. There’s a lot going on in the tech sector these days. Gabby talks about it all the time. She’s very into computers. Beatrice’s youngest. Never gets off her computer ever.” He shakes his head and starts walking out.

Ralph glanced at Rhi and shrugged. If the man wanted to join them all at lunch, that would give them all a chance to talk to him. It ended up being more that Ralph and Rhi followed after Richard. Richard joined the queue for food, and allowed himself to be served by the staff helping.

At least Richard's joining seemed to make more sense to Ralph. All of the family was filtering in. He did notice that Elenore didn’t join them. But slowly, everyone but the one man who had left on his boat for the authorities, and the mysterious Agatha, who had been missing from dinner the night prior, showed up. That was seven family members. Even Leda had left her corner with her laptop in the bar. Ralph wondered if maybe the meal was set up this way to force the family members to leave their little quiet sanctuaries instead of having food brought to them. He would have expected the latter.

He got his food and looked around, trying to figure out where he could sit. He noticed Jeanne head back out into the solarium and considered following her.

"There isn’t a lot of sitting in here. Would you like to go somewhere else?” He asked Rhi quietly. It could be an opportunity to get one of the La Lune family by following them if they wanted to talk to someone else, rather than trying to hunt them down.
In Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery → 4 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Location: Professor Varn Croan’s Office
Grimoire:
Skills:


Their offer of a bite of their bread was ignored, all well, her loss. Finley did not seem to notice Croan’s displeasure at them eating in his office and continued to take occasional bites. Finley could feel Dysphoria’s distress and tried to send soothing feelings back through their bond. Soon. They could be alone soon. They snuggled their cheek slightly against Dysphoria. Almost as a cover for Dysphoria, Finley tried to seem as non-chalant as possible.

“Hmm, I can guess as to why Rohan’s was resistant to my working. However, Annika, I do not know enough about you to guess. I would love to discuss with you what the reasons may be.” Finley smiled, over their loaf of bread at Annika. No threat in their face, though the amusement in their eyes could have meant anything. “Are you cursed as well?” Finley had not taste tested Annika’s blood. They had not dared any after Rohan’s. However, that did mean they did not know Annika’s blood composition. Hmm, what a waste of an opportunity. Another time hopefully. Though if Rohan continued to speak ill of Finley to Annika and the way she almost recoiled from them already, it was unlikely an opportunity would arise again.

Finley liked to think they were very reasonable. Compared to many of their kind Finley was reasonable. They had no desire to control land or people. They wished to enjoy their Dysphoria, Dewdrop, and whatever strange delights should cross their path and live in relative peace, in that order. Finley was simple. But others had opinions. They held in the sigh, exchanging it for a bite of bread.




Location: Prof. Ravoux’s Office
Grimoire:
Skills:


Considering the question ‘What do you know about this statue?’ Connie knew it was painfully little. She could recite the history that she had on the statue. She could explain its appearance. The supposed history of it. She even knew a little about the man. But the box was a mystery. Connie didn’t like not knowing. For something as old and well tracked as this statue was there was surprisingly little information about it. What bothered her was that it ‘ate’ magic.

Connie was pleased with her work on the rabbit, the one foot she had left still intact, but otherwise it was cleaned efficiently. She nodded at the compliments, “I understand that distasteful things must be done. I will be scrubbing up as soon as I am done.” A shudder passed through her. She was at her limit.

To be told that Ravoux believed that if anyone could solve it it would be her was reassuring. It was ego boosting. Connie did not consider herself one to have a large ego. She knew what she was capable of. She knew where her skills and talents lay. She was good. Not perfect. She had room to improve. She had a lot to learn. That was why she had stayed. She could have gone out into the world, but she chose not to. This was the challenge she had to face now. She would have to sit with the notes she made and dissect those. That was how Connie always did her notes anyway, that wasn’t new. She’d transfer her mess of ideas over to the other cleaner notebook. That would be organized, clean, and a resource.

“I only have what I saw with my own two eyes. A statue of a man in distress gripping a box-like object as if it were his only hope. The statue is covered in lines and glyphs. I copied the regularly occurring ones into my notebook.” She held up her bloodied hands, “However, I am not going to grab that right now.

“I know that I have turned a statue that was never a cat into a cat. It could not be a living breathing thing. It had no life force to it. If I were to touch this statue and use magic on it, it would eat my magic. That magic lingers. And people have become insane after spending too much time with it.” Except Croan. Who had used student after student for his own means and had yet to solve it. He had stood the test of time... or had he?

“If I transmute this statue, I do not know if the box will continue to consume it until I am drained. I do not know if it would be safe to try. But that is where my skill lies in such things. I will sleep on it. Discuss with Barty and Jake.” And Rohan, he may have ideas too.

Zéphyrine nodded, intrigued. Glyphs and lines - that was as good a lead as any. She could appreciate spell work like that, one where intent had to be physically demonstrated, where words of powers had to be carved and sigils carefully crafted. The old ways were a dying art, replaced with fanciful blasts and catchphrases. “Start t’ere, t’en. Decode t’ose lines and figure out w’at kind of workin’ you’re dealin’ wit. T’e library s’ould ‘ave t’e knowledge you need to translate it. Tell w’at sc’ool of magic it is, give you a better idea on ‘ow to undo it - if t’ats w’at you c’oose to do. You know as well as I do t’at a workin’ of divine takes a different strategy to untangle t’an one of c’aos for instance.”

“Can you look at them and tell what school of magic it is, or is that part of my task?” She had done as diligent a job as she did anything else at writing them down. She had not written down what she had seen from above, but the view there was no different than from the angles. If the specific location of the glyphs mattered she could worry about that after translating them. She would be happy with a task such as that. Though it was likely someone else had already spent the time. If she could launch from their work it would save time. However, having the knowledge of doing it herself and knowing it had been done correctly was something she’d much rather have than a shortcut.

Prof. Ravoux smiled at Connie, as she shook her head. “I ain’t doin’ your ‘omework for you, chère,” she laughed softly. “But it’s sweet of you to ask. Surely between you and your coven mates, you can identify a sc’ool of magic or two, n’est-ce pas?”

“I expected as much. Barty will be of assistance. Jake, hmm, I may be bringing him to visit you soon. And the fourth member was not in our room this morning, nor did he arrive for our meeting.” Her missing coven mate/roommate was a mystery of his own.

Zéphyrine’s smile faltered for a moment. “You t’ink ‘e went into town per’aps, ‘ad ‘is way wit’ t’e bottle?” Campus was closed this early in the year, with students expected to remain on grounds. But it wouldn’t have been unheard of for a student to slip away, meet with a lover, and come back later than they’d intended. But still, the ominous chill in the air came back to her, as Zéphyrine quickly finished off the rabbits feet, muttering under her breath as she wrapped them in twine. “‘Ere. For you and a friend. I ‘ad a girl in ‘ere just before you, complainin’ about visions. Mik’ail’s boy was wit’ ‘er. You stay safe, okay mon amie? You need anyt’ing - you come ‘ollerin, understood?”

Connie considered the question. “Last I saw him was when we brought our things into our rooms. I figured he stayed in the room rather than hangout with everyone. And he wasn’t there when I returned. It is possible that he chose to leave campus instead, and got caught up in something. I will. Thank you.” The last part was said as she collected the rabbit feet. Connie may not be the type to sense such things as bad air or strange things afoot, but she had long since learned to trust those that said they could. Especially coming from Professor Revoux.

She needed to clean up. Having fully hit her limit of fluids on her. She wiped off her arms as best as she could with the towel she had been using. Nausea was starting to roil in her stomach and she shook a little. She went over to the basin of blissfully clean water and scrubbed at her hands and arms. It took a full minute before she felt clean. And even then she knew she’d be washing her hands in running water as soon as possible. But at least this way she didn’t feel like clawing off her skin.

With that taken care of Connie gave her goodbyes and headed back into the main building of the school. She swung by the bathrooms and cleaned her arms again, this time with running water and lots of soap. She felt even better. Connie needed to get something to eat.
In Character Closet → 4 mos ago Forum: Character Sheets
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In Avengers Academy: X of Swords ⚔️ → 4 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay



Location: School
Skills: Enhanced Reflexes (Passive); Enhanced Durability
Magic item: N/A
Fit check, and Letterman jacket



As the girl talked, uh, hmm, what was her name? She looked kind of familiar. She was explaining about people cheating on each other and Andy realized she did not know anyone at the school outside of the team basically. Victoria, sure, but did she count? And obviously the Young Avengers team. Huh... Well considering she didn’t know anyone at the school prior to the start of it, other than her girlfriend who had dumped her unceremoniously and gone back to her home dimension she was doing pretty good comparatively. Even if she didn’t know a single person on the field by name. Maybe she should pay more attention to who else was in her classes?

Some weird brown rain came down for a moment, gross. Was that April again? What the hell was going on over there that they were messing around like that. She’d probably have to get her letterman jacket taken to the cleaners because of the weird brown sludgy rain. At least it didn’t smell gross.

Andy got several texts back to back from April. She ducked back behind a barrier. The fight was not going all that well. But all well, she didn’t care. She was having fun and that was what mattered. She quickly read the texts. That explained a few things.

Wait... Danni and Percy were dating? She stared at the text. It definitely said that Percy and Danni had almost broken up. What? Weren’t Dorian and Percy dating? That was a weird trio... She supposed if Percy was the hinge, and Dorian and Danni just pretended that wasn’t happening? Well they weren’t biologically related anyway she supposed. Weird. But who was she to judge?

One of the texts was also from Percy, but it looked like he had been forced to write it while held at gunpoint. She had seen enough of his texts to know he did not text like that. She frowned and assumed Chase was behind it.





Andy was starting to feel like she should move over there. She sighed and then yelled, ”Gideon, do you wanna stay here or go with me? I’m gonna go find April and find out the hell is going on.” She blinked, realizing that her girl friend was moving in slow motion. Was that going to be an issue?

Gideon paused for a moment, torn between racing off after her hot girlfriend and destroying people with snowballs. “Something going on? Did Danni flame on again?”

She shrugged, Gideon was still going in slowmotion. If she did want to join, whoever was doing that to her would need to stop. ”April put up ice walls, Sabine and Leah are fighting, and Chase showed up and Percy was there. He’s the guy from the party that was messing with Percy.” Andy hopped the fence, out of the field. ”Do not feel obligated to come with. I’ll be back if I don’t get to punch Chase for being a dick.” She waved to the others, they had been having the snowball fight with. ”Later, maybe.” Andy walked off toward where she had seen the ice walls go up, and had heard Sabine and Leah argue, though their shouting had stopped.
In Avengers Academy: X of Swords ⚔️ → 4 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay



Chase could barely meet Ben's eyes, which was ironic given he was already looking down. He looked up towards Danni, a silent thanks as he blasted away, keeping his end of the bargain. Screaming could be heard from around the ice walls that the deranged boy had created. ”Well shit. Is this school always so dramatic?” Chase gestured with his thumb towards the sounds of Sabine and Leah fighting. He'd have to thank Sabine for the mental pep talk later, even if he wasn't sure how.

“Couldn’t tell you.” Ben shrugged. “Though, to hear Danni tell it, this seems to be par for the course.” Ben could feel himself closing in on himself, taking up less space, as if that would keep him from having to have this conversation.

Cascade, April, whatever, was apologizing. Going off a mile a minute. She couldn’t have known. Hell, two weeks ago he hadn’t known. Not really. Damn, Ben thought. She is definitely Danni's sister.

“You didn’t know, and Danni got me out. I’ll be okay.” He waved off the apology, and then focused on Chase again. “Can we go somewhere else... Anywhere else?” He was not wanting to get away from Danni’s friends and family, but more that he didn’t want to have this conversation where people were recording. Especially since he was really worried he was about to be broken up with. He would have to mention to April if she did that again to make it have a way for him to climb out. Slick walls had made his own escape impossible, but if it had hand holds he would have been alright.

Chase held his hand out for Ben to take. His form of teleportation didn’t require physical touch, but with Ben it was always appreciated. He nodded towards him before speaking. ”Pretty sure my roommates within that mess so I think my room is clear to talk in if you want?”

Ben took Chase’s hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. ”Yeah, that works.” He stepped in closer, not quite fully pressing against Chase, but centimeters apart. ”You’ll probably laugh when you learn who my roommate is.”

Chase noticed the slight distance between himself and Ben, it wasn't much, but to him it felt like a canyon. His smile wavered as he let the shadows engulf them, appearing in an unpacked room with boxes on one side, Chase's side. Sheets hadn't even made it onto the bed as he gestured for Ben to sit on the bare mattress before he bit his lip and began to pace out. ”Is it Danni? That'd be a surprise given how close he and his siblings are. You'd think they'd room together, then again who knows maybe it's only two to a room?”

Ben sat, his hands folded in between his knees. ”Percy,” he said softly. At least he knew that Chase and Percy weren’t rooming. He didn’t think he could have handled that. It would have destroyed him, cracked him like an egg and he wouldn’t have been able to deal at all.

Chase paused in his steps. He swallowed, a lump forming in his throat again. ”Of course.” He let out a short dry chuckle, clearly not finding an ounce of humor in the situation. His hand balled up again, a small imperceptible wince on his face as he felt the cuts on his palms again, having forgotten about it entirely.

Ben was quiet, looking down at his shoes, they were new. His grandmother had given them to him. His mom’s mom, his uncle’s mom. She was too old to care for him. Too old to take him in and let him stay near his mates. Let his world stay stable. Better her than his father’s family. They didn’t get it. None of it. They were all normal. Not even a mutant. Just basic humans. Why was he thinking about them? Oh... of course. Was he about to be rejected? About to be left behind.

”So,” he started, his voice cracking. ”Where do we start?” His limbs felt so heavy.

Chase leaned against the wall, sliding down until he was sat on the floor and staring up at Ben. Staring at his curls, his freckles, watching the way his mouth moved as he spoke as if it may be the last time he gets to. ”Wherever you want…anything you wish to know is yours my King, you know this. There are no lies between us.”

Ben’s eyes burned, and relief washed through him. He stood up, darting from the bed to where Chase sat and wrapped himself around Chase. Between his fear of Chase leaving him and the panic from the ice walls Ben’s emotions were like an open wound. He buried his face into Chase’s chest, old and new tears wetting his shirt.

Genuine shock ran across Chase as his eyes widened at the sudden embrace. His arms moving slower than his heart until he finally held Ben into a hug and pulled him close. ”Hey hey what's this all about now?”

”I- I thought,” Ben started, struggling to speak through his tears. ”I thought, if he was back.” Ben devolved into sobs again. ”You’d leave.”

Chase pulled Ben even tighter, squeezing him to ensure that Ben knew Chase was there. ”Leave? Benny, Babe, why would I leave you? What – I –” Chase ran one hand through his hair as he tried to figure out where any of this was coming from.

It took Ben a few moments more to calm down. To be able to talk. ”I don’t know. He came first.” Ben shrugged. ”He meant a lot to you, but you...” Ben trailed off remembering what had been said outside, what Chase had said at the contest, but he knew that Percy had been Chase’s friend. It was pieces. Fragments of a story that he had been trying to learn without looking at the text. ”I don’t know.” He ended lamely, finally loosening his grip.

”Let's get one thing straight. Yes, he came first, yes he means a lot to me, but he was never my King, never my love, he was a Knight, a Brother at Arms. He was family to me. You are my King. My world. My everything. I will not abandon you for anything, I have told you this and I meant it. I still mean it. I would do anything you asked of me.” Chase grabbed Ben's shoulders, moving him a little further back to ensure they were looking into his eyes as he spoke.

Ben’s face was a mess. Tears and snot soaking it, his eyes red from the amount of crying he had been doing, and he had a headache starting to throb behind those eyes. He needed a cup of tea, but they were in the wrong room for that. Better here than the other one, in case Percy came in. He nodded. ”I’m not a... not... a replacement?” He asked, his voice cracking.

”Absolutely not. Nor could anything ever replace you.” Chase pulled his sleeve over the palm of his hand, using it to wipe Ben's face clear of snot and tears. ”Who told you that? Who said you were a replacement?”

Ben shook his head, ”We’re alike. Danni said it. Not that I was his replacement, but that we were alike. And if you... you hurt him, but he was your friend. And then... and then you said at the contest you wanted him to be hurt.” He let Chase clean his face, though he wanted to go to the bathroom and wash it. But the image of that bathroom made him shudder.

Chase’s grip loosened. His mind going back to the stands, to what he'd said. He couldn't look Ben in the eyes anymore. That felt like a lifetime ago already. ”I didn't even notice the similarities until Danni Boi pointed them out too. Sure there were some things here or there that reminded me of old times but, I figured it was just the feeling of friendship all over again. Didn't exactly have many growing up.” He didn't know how to acknowledge what he'd said back at the stands, all his mind kept telling him to do was stand up and punch the wall to let his feelings go.

“What happened? Why did you hurt him? Why did you shove him into lockers?” His voice cracked on the last question, fear gripping him. He felt like he was about to spiral again. He tried to breathe. Tried to keep himself from spiraling. He went to the window and opened it. He looked out at the bright field of snow. Light and open. He tried to breathe.

Chase took the opportunity to stand up, pacing back and forth in silence as he tried to find a way to answer. Though he appeared more like a caged animal looking for a moment to pounce his way to freedom, ready to attack. ”I guess uh, before we get into that there's more you'll need to know…” His voice taking that same gravely tone. ”I don't talk about my homelife because I hardly had one. My parent's…I…can't even call them that. They showed me love was hidden behind fists, cracked lips, and bruises. Food was always scarce, clothes not much better, and I tried my best to keep my head down to avoid it all. Percival was my one escape.

My parents didn't care that I spent so much time over at his place. It meant less food that needed to be given, less attention, but sometimes it also meant less hands to do the house work. Dishes, clothing, the likes… Those nights when I came home I was shown more love than I could take. But it was fine because the moments before meant more to me, a fantasy to help escape and a hope that one day I could. We did everything together, there was this program back at school and it was weird and only got weirder. But even that we did together, that is until Valentines Day.

He wrote me a letter, confessing his love to me. I…uh…I didn't know how to respond. How to tell him I didn't feel the same way. I was afraid that doing so would push him away, make him leave me alone in this miserable place. That same week we still talked a bit, never about the letter, and near the end of it he'd left. I thought he left the program because I took too long, turns out he was pulled for reasons unknown. Either way, that broke something in me, switched something on that I didn't know was in me…the way my parents showed me love. So I showed him how my family shows love to those who step away. It – fuck! I was a monster before these damn experiments, and deep down I've always believed I deserved them. All the pain I was put through, even from my own family, I deserved it all because of how I treated him.”

Ben listened. He didn’t try to respond to anything. Just let Chase’s story be told. He leaned against the window frame. He turned away from looking out, and watched Chase pace. His heart hurt. An ache that seemed to spread from the center of his chest and into his limbs. But at least Chase never liked Percy that way.

”You are not, and never have been a monster. You were a kid.” Ben paused, if Chase hadn’t been into him and had lashed out would he still think that?

”Your bio parents sound terrible. They don’t deserve you. You didn’t deserve what they did to you. You’re not perfect, but that is okay. No one is.” He thought of his father’s parents yelling in the kitchen. He thought of the urn that he never saw again. He closed his eyes.

Chase moved away from Ben, towards the opposite wall on his side of the room before finally he let out a frustrated yell. His fist collided with the wall as a hole formed around it, the sound of the punch echoing throughout the room. ”But did they deserve what happened to them? Did they deserve their only son in a state of rage and narcotics rampaging through the house as he slaughtered them?! I dont feel like a fucking kid Ben I feel like a weapon!”

Ben’s eyes had been closed, they snapped open and he flinched when Chase punched the wall screaming. Adrenaline spiked through him, but Chase was on the other side of the room. And what Chase said...

He didn’t even know how to respond to that. He didn’t know how he felt about it. He wanted to comfort Chase. He wanted to be at his side, and rub his back and say soothing things. He didn’t know what to say, didn’t know how to fix this. He was quiet.

”Chase,” he finally said, his voice quiet, barely loud enough to cross the room. He didn’t know what to say next. He didn’t say anything, he stayed put near the window, pressed against it as if knowing the window was there, he’d be okay. He could climb the wall. He’d be fine.

His back had been turned to Ben as he spoke, and as the soft whisper hit his ears Chase whipped around, his voice dark and full of agony. ”What?!” Shadows darkened around him and then he saw the look in Ben's eyes. The fear as he pressed against the wall, and all of it melted away as his legs gave out and he fell down to the floor. ”Benny no…I – I'm sorry. I shouldn't talk to you like that, you don't deserve that.”

Ben took one tentative step forward, and then another, and then he was kneeling next to Chase. ”I am so sorry that happened and you had to deal with it. I can’t stand to see you upset like this. That shouldn’t have happened. None of it. No one should have allowed it to happen.” He reached forward, fingers shaking.

Chase grabbed Ben's hand gently. Holding it within his own hands to help stop the shaking. ”This. “ Chase kissed Ben's hand, his voice quiet. ”This is why I told Danni not to tell you. You're shaking. You're scared of me, of what I could do. I didn't want you to know because I cannot lose you. Not you Benny Boi.”

Ben squeezed Chase’s hand. ”It has been a hell of a day.” He sighed, ”Yes, I am scared. I’m scared of a lot of things. But I’m not scared of you not of my knight. You wouldn’t hurt me on purpose. You’ve had the opportunity to. I’ve been more at your mercy than anyone's ever. But you walked me through my panic and we are going to be okay. I’m not going to leave you. I don’t think I could. I... I can’t deal with that. But I also am in a room with someone who is capable of god knows what, so yeah I was scared. Because the last time someone yelled, the last time I was this upset, I lost my parents and I was trapped for days. I am always scared of being trapped and today has been especially trying.”

Chase’s lips began to quiver. Trying hard not to cry at Ben's words. He pulled Ben's hand closer, pulling Ben closer and into another tight embrace as he moved his boyfriend into his lap and began to cuddle him, nuzzling his face into Ben's neck. He didn't know what to say, what do to, but he knew he needed Ben's presence right now.

Ben allowed himself to be pulled into Chase’s lap. He wrapped his arms around him, clinging to Chase like he was drowning. And Ben felt like he had been. He felt wrung out like an old cloth. His body hurt. His head hurt. His heart hurt. He hadn’t thought he had more tears, but he did, and they fell. He shook like a leaf. Every emotion from the day seemed to have hollowed him out. But he felt warm and safe pressed up against Chase.

Chase sniffled, tears down his cheeks, as he laughed softly to himself. ”I really need you to stop bathing in Axe. It's burning my eyes.”

”Sorry,” Ben sniffed.

”It's alright. You're worth it. Maybe later we can wash it off…together?”

Ben shuddered slightly. ”Did you see that shower? I was thinking I’d end up using the gym showers.”

”First thing I did when I came in today babe. Had to make sure they were good for you, but we can always take a short shadow into the gyms.”

Ben sighed, and wiped at his face. ”I need a cup of tea.”

”As you wish.” Shadows stirred beneath Chase's bed, like a monster lurking nearby, before a present appeared wrapped up and sliding out and then Ben's kettle. ”Oh? Is that…a belated Christmas gift? Look like someone's been good this year.” Chase smirked. ”Go on, open it.”

Ben sat up, looking at the present. ”You got me something? I didn’t get you anything... I don’t know when your birthday is.” He picked up the box and started to open it.

Chase waved the concern away. ”It's fine. But if you must know it was six days before meeting you. So you already gave me the perfect birthday gift…you.”

Ben wrinkled his nose doing the math. ”The 20th or the 11th? I’m on September 10th.” He finished getting the box open and carefully removed the tea cup inside. ”This is awesome!” Ben wrapped his free arm, the one not holding the tea cup around Chase. ”I love this, thank you.”

”The 11th. Figured now you have a cup for home and one for school. I saw it and thought of you. Didn't think it would survive the road trip so I didn't bring it and then well all this happened and…anyways, teas in my bag, I started carrying a few pouches around incase you ever craved it. No milk or sugar im afraid.”

Ben kissed Chase. ”Thank you, I love you.”

Chase melted into the kiss before freezing in place as Ben told him he loved him. His eyes were wide and every word he tried to say only came out in a nervous stammer. Love? Ben…Chase had been thinking the same but, was it too soon? It felt too soon. He didn't know. He had a sudden urge to text Percy and ask him how long one needed to wait to confess their love for their boyfriend. Even in previous relationships with girls Chase had never uttered the word, not that they ever went far.

Ben felt Chase freeze, and he realized what he had just said. His eyes went wide. But he had meant it. He had been dealing with the overwhelming fear of losing Chase all day. He had thought about everything that had happened over the last few weeks and he loved Chase. He hadn’t planned on saying it right now. He had almost said it a moment ago, when they were cuddled together. He had thought about it when he was learning about what happened between Chase and Percy. It had been there, floating around all day. He had sort of known the day prior when Matt hadn’t allowed them to see each other. The whole day had sucked. He kept wanting to tell Chase something or ask him something. He didn’t want to be apart from him if he could help it. Maybe that was a little co-dependent, but he didn’t care.

”Yeah, I’m gonna stand by that. Don’t feel obligated to say it back. Not until you’re ready. But I do love you.”

Chase grabbed the tea cup from Ben's hand and gently placed it onto the floor. Lifting up Ben and taking him towards his bed as he peppered him with kisses on his face, lips, cheeks, and neck. When they finally reached his destination he laid Ben carefully down and kissed him deep. ”You are my Holy Grail, My King, My World, and My Love. I Love you so much Benjamin Moss, I do not think there is anything that could make that more true. You are my Arthur and I your Knight.”

Ben kissed Chase back, he wrapped an arm around him for stability, glad that the bed was close enough he wasn’t being carried far. He blushed and giggled at Chase. ”How did you know my middle name?”

”What do you mean?”

”Arthur. That’s my middle name.”

”That is so fucking hot. If it wasn't for the fact that Danni wants to meet us in a bit I would say we pray here and now.”

Ben laughed, ”Yeah, we should probably get going. Guess I’ll have to wait for the tea too.” He sighed.

”We gotta get you a thermos for some tea on the go.” Chase pulled out his phone and shot a text off to Percy, changing his contact name as well.



Ben wrinkled his nose. ”I suppose, it’ll do. But we probably should get going. I don’t want Danni to think we are abandoning him.”

”Yeah yeah, I was just texting. Cmon let's go, we dont wanna miss the festival.”

Ben stood up and took Chase’s hand. ”No worries. Where should we meet Danni?”

Chase shrugged. ”He said the tree and then failed to mention which one. So…”

”Uh, let’s just go to the entrance, and I’ll text him from there.” Ben pulled out his phone and sent Danni a text in their group chat.



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