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MCL players looking at Eldarya players rn like
welcome to the club, Bella! ↳ Bella Ramsey during Jimmy Kimmel Live (January 10)
Pedro in the Mando suspenders (#for science)
NOOOO I’m not ready to say goodbye :’’’( Can’t gardienne just chill with her boy and her friends for once without being have to sacrifice herself to save Eldarya again :((( And i was silly so i was really hoping for an Ezarel come back as well!
With the new maana system this would be 5 different dialogues teehee
reblog if you agree
Let me wish you all a very merry Christmas ⛄❤️ with this fabulous gif I edited 😆✨
Thank you and ily for making this!
In the meadow 💐🌷🌸🐈⬛
Hiiii, i’m just catching up with a new era and i was wondering if anyone knows when will the new episode be out approximately? And does anyone know if the new era is also 30 episodes as well?
i woke up like this (anxious)
"you look tired" well the torment is relentless and the horrors never cease
Pavement Rose Part 4 - Sweet for breakfast
Fandom: The Boys (Amazon Prime TV Series)
Pairing: Black Noir x OC
Hello! I really don’t know if anyone is following this fic seriously but i’ll just assume so and say, i’m sorry for the break! I’m genuinely depressed after that last ep y’all lol But my boy deserves a hug so, anyways, i hope you guys like this!
Tags: @joequinngf
For the first part:
https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/cheelieve7/686962414693040128?source=share
For the second part:
https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/cheelieve7/687694097503420416?source=share
For the third part:
https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/cheelieve7/689079191986208768?source=share
I opened my eyes. Everytime i did, i couldn’t prevent the feeling lost. I didn’t know if i felt this way because latest memory i could muster was filled with nothing but confusion. Now every time i opened my eyes, i expected to be lost again both physically and mentally. I also couldn’t help feeling like a total stranger to my own place. At first i thought that was just because i was staying in a hotel but it unfortunately didn’t make any progress when i moved into my own place as well. It almost felt like i broke into someone’s home and fell asleep on the couch.
Ha. I fell asleep last night huh. Oh. I quickly searched for the space under me as if i was looking for a remote. Like as if he could be stuck between pillows. Where was he? I bit my lip. God i hope i didn’t drool. I didn’t know what i exactly expected but i was surprisingly disappointed when he just left like that, without even a note. My eyes searched one more time the coffee table for that small piece of paper.
Nope. What did i even expect i mean.
‘‘Oh well. Consider yourself lucky he was okay with lilo&stitch.’‘
The hell i was gonna feel myself lucky for. This was my house i mean. ‘’I dare him to not be okay with lilo&stitch.’’ i answered to myself.
Sigh. What was i gonna do with him? Was there gonna be even another time i wondered. I mean sure, we’d come across during work. I just didn’t recall a single time he formed a sort of exchange. But then he’d accept the invite to my place and watch an animation with me all night, not minding me snoozing on his shoulder. One would define my companionship last night less than ideal. But how about me?
Now i changed my position from laying down on my side to facing the TV with my legs and arms all stretched out for a yawn. I let my arms fall to the backside of the sofa. Did i enjoy his companionship? I gave one last look around in hopes of a note. So what if i did? How bad could it get? And that was only if we ever hanged again. It wasn’t like he swung by after work everyday. Ha. When i think about it, i don’t think we ever ran into each other except when i was randomly in mortal danger.
‘‘Idiot.’‘
‘‘What did you even think you idiot.’‘ i murmured again to myself. Now i grabbed one of the pillows up to my chest to gain some sort of consolidation. But but... he made a little heart. That must have mean something. I pulled my legs to myself and made a little fetus position, now pillow under my chin. Maybe i should had ask for more explanation then and there instead of simply inviting him over. He must have thought i understood it. I reached for my purse and grabbed the sandwich from yesterday. When i realized i was holding the damn sandwich with both hands as if it’s the most valuable thing in the world while i’m intertwined with my blanket due to all stretching around and pillow safely sitting on my lap, i decided maybe it would be a better idea to have my breakfast on my kitchen instead.
Just when i reached my counter two things hit me. I actually had his number. When i got the first gift, the phone; my phone, he sent a message with it. I never seemed to receive an answer to my previous attempts before but now maybe things would go different. And there were a plate of fresh puffy pancakes just waiting there for me.
Okay, i was simply gonna ignore the amount of things he caught about me and how he did and proceed to just try messaging him instead. I just seemed to have a knack on people’s moods well, most of the time anyways and i wanted to trust myself on this. No matter how creepy it’d come off some things he’d do one would say, when we were on the sofa together last night and just enjoying the moment, i didn’t get any alarming feeling. And that was good enough for me.
‘‘You bitch you actually did enjoy it didn’t you.’‘ i couldn’t help smirking to my own words. It was refreshing to not feel the urge to keep making up a story for everything because i didn’t remember the original story i had. No matter how much i liked hanging out with Paige, there was this need to keep up just so i wouldn’t come off as weird. Hell, i still did come off as one i bet but i didn’t want to risk losing very few friends i had. I took a big bite from one of the pancakes to distract myself from amount of thoughts i’d bury myself in. God, this was good. I couldn’t help myself chuckle. Just imagining him with a little apron over his suit, waiting on top of the pan, spatula on hand, ready to flip the pancake any minute. God. That’d have been a sight to see.
‘‘Such a shame you did so many yummy pancakes but didn’t stay long enough to share.’‘
I read the message couple of times before i decided to send it. I wasn’t exactly sure what to say or if i’d even finally receive an answer from him. But it didn’t hurt to try. I kind of wanted to see him again. He was a mystery himself and it was intriguing to worry about someone else’s background for once.
I tucked the rest of the pancake to my mouth and threw in one of the banana slices as well.
‘‘Oh god he sliced a banana.’‘ i giggled.
I decided to make a plate and carry the fun back inside to my sofa. Grabbed two more pancakes and i randomly poured the ‘’sliced’’ fruits i saw on the other plate to mine and grabbed the chocolate sauce from the fridge. This was good enough. And since it was a Saturday, i didn’t have to rush to eat in as well. Hell, could even brew some tea and treat myself. I quickly turned my stove on for some hot water and carried my plate to the living room. Just when i was finally gonna sit on the sofa, i heard the door knock.
No way.
No. way.
I heard the door knock three more times.
‘‘Um comiiing!’’ after moving over my small shock, i rushed to the door only to surprise even more.
‘‘Black Noir.’‘
‘‘Hi.’‘ hi? Stupid. Stupid! He lifted up his hand and gave a small wave when i looked at him like a rabbit that just jumped in front of a car and got blinded by its headlights.
‘‘Errm, why don’t you come on in?’‘ i opened the door a bit to give him space. I tried to get it together my composure as well. I must have looked really funny right now. After he payed a quick look, he walked past me towards the familiar room. I followed him behind, feeling like a kid compared to his build.
‘‘Would you like me to make you a plate as well then?’‘ i asked, knowing well enough he wouldn’t answer. He just settled down to the place like it was his usual hangout. I couldn’t hide away my smile. He was this unreadable assassin to everyone. Intimidating. Terrifying. Monster. But there he was. Passing rabbit drawings to me and making pancakes for breakfast. He almost looked innocent sitting between my colourful pillows and small blanket. Came to share pancakes.
‘‘I want to try something.’‘ i blurted out. I didn’t know what came over me but i felt so bold out of a sudden. I was filled with adrenaline. My heart was beating my chest just too loud. I marched in front of him and get down on my knees. I wasn’t gonna back down on my plan. Our eyes met. Was he nervous? Yesterday i was tired enough to pay attention to his mood but now i could sense it. He was nervous. I slowly moved up while i rested my palms on both of his knees and placed one of my knees between his legs to the sofa for support. We were so close. I could feel him tense up with unclarity of my motions.
‘‘It’s okay.’‘ i tried to give him reasurrance. He placed his hand to my chest. It was embarassing to know he could hear it all too well how fast my heart was beating. I shut my eyes for a quick second. Okay. No back down. I opened my eyes and held his hand. He looked at my hand to understand what i was doing. After my fingers lingered around with his a little, i placed his hand on the backside of my hand and once again i held our eye contact.
‘‘See. If i do something you don’t like, you can stop me.’‘ i quickly explained. And i did the same to his other hand that was holding my chest. Now it was time for the hard part. I slowly held his chin with both my hands. I was almost sitting on his lap now. My legs were curled under me uncomfortably but i was still between his legs. And god, were we close. I circled my thumbs over his masked cheeks. He didn’t move away his gaze for one moment. It was as intense as if he saw through me. Made me shiever a little when i looked back at him.
‘‘It’s okay.’‘ i repeated. And i slowly moved my hands to his neck. I looked back in confirmation. And slowly started to lift the mask up. I could feel his hold that was following my hands were getting tight in warning.
‘‘It’s okay.’‘ i said one more time. But i continued to lift. And i stopped when i reached his nose.
‘‘Now i see you too.’’ i murmured. I had a sheepish smile on my face, i was mesmerized by the trust he’d just put in me. I kept running my fingers on his bare face now as if i was the one tracing his features. Originally my plan was up to this point but a new curiousity hit me. I smiled at him again with the idea i just had. I placed my hands to his shoulder this time and slowly close in. I wasn’t sure how he’d react so i was dramatically slow. I didn’t pull my gaze from his eyes as well. Then our lips finally met. I pressed a soft kiss to his lips and pulled back to see his reaction. But when i felt his arm wrap around me as if wanting to pull me closer, i wrapped one of my arms to his neck as well. Our chests were pressing to each other now. He pulled me up, took me into his lap and i let my legs fall into either side of him. My hands were tracing patterns on the nape of his neck now. His fingers were searching for in the folds of my t shirt, almost in an attempt to feel me under the soft material. Our lips clashed once again. The kiss was filled with so much more heat now. His tongue devoured into my mouth. I couldn’t help escape a soft moan. And after couple more small kiss, i pulled back and rested my head on his helmet.
‘‘This is okay.’‘ i smiled. I took one of my legs and threw over his lap as if i was laying down. I rolled my arm tight around his neck while i reached out to a piece of pancake from my plate.
‘‘Wanna taste? You sort of came here for this after all.’‘ i laughed and held it up to his mouth. He took the bite in with one sharp move and start chewing. I could feel his content. That just put me at ease too. It was a weird sensation but i felt safe. Accepted. Belong. I liked it. I rubbed my nose to his neck and rested my head in the crook of his neck. And brought my other arm over his left arm and held it there. I could get used to this.
‘‘Thank you for the pancakes.’‘ i hummed.
Pavement Rose Part 3 - TV Time
Fandom: The Boys (Amazon Prime TV Series)
Pairing: Black Noir x OC
For the first part: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/cheelieve7/686962414693040128?source=share
For the second part: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/cheelieve7/687694097503420416?source=share
I opened my eyes. At first i wasn’t sure of the place but every time i woke up, it gave me this feeling of security. Peace. I liked my new apartment. I wasn’t sure if it was the green around the building maybe it made me wake up fresh but whenever i woke up, i was feeling at rest. And i liked this feeling.
I was actually starting to gain a sort of a routine. I’d wake up, wash my face and go for a small run. Really small because i was no where near being fit. Then i’d come back home and take a shower. After dressing up with whatever i have, which my closet was starting to feel like more of a closet. Make some pancakes, then regret making them instead of something quicker and just stuff two of them into my mouth and rush to my room to leave at once. Till afternoon, the work would be nothing but running around. Lunchbreak was my favorite part of the day. I’d mostly spend it with my new best and only friend Paige. Oh i’m lying. Paige isn’t my only friend. I actually made friends with this lady called Marta too. She was this ukranian woman in the beauty parlour i went with Paige after work one day. I didn’t know much about myself, i was still figuring it out but i wasn’t one of those glamorous girls i could say. But it was fun tagging along with Paige and just watch them do miracle with couple powder and whatever else they use. Although i didn’t like how much stories they took while they were doing the most random tasks without asking first. I don’t need your million followers to know how i feel like when you’re curling my hair i mean. That’s exactly when i met with Marta. She was sitting by herself on another room and patiently waiting for a customer. All the others were sort of famous apparently due to their stories on instagram and their style and everyone seemed to want to book them. Ever since that day, i liked visiting Marta and i liked nail polish she’d offer me better than all the make up i could get.
What else got into a routine was the gifts as well. It’d keep surprising me with the things i’d mention during the day or if i didn’t mention anything at all, it’d simply be this nice pretty thing any girl could have wanted. I’d have a plan to welcome someone for a dinner and i’d find a bottle of expensive wine. I’d mention i didn’t have anything to wear which i really wouldn’t despite just making a vague complaning and i’d find this lovely dress waiting for me. Sometimes a small note would follow it as well. I didn’t mind taking advantage of this possible sociopath that was pouring his money down at me. As crazy it sounds, i still lowkey believed i somehow brought this upon myself. Partly because i liked to think i could bend universe, or some people at least it seemed like upon my needs. Or maybe i was paid back with some good karma. Either way, they didn’t harm. I liked second possibility even more than the first one considering i always suspected if i was a some sort of a criminal that was in trouble. Everything was good till i started finding some of the gifts and notes inside my apartment.
‘‘Glad you liked the dress.’‘ was left on my counter. I wasn’t sure what was the logical approach on this situation so i’d just let it be. But i could say wearing the same dress today again couldn’t even be expressed good enough by saying not logical. It was outright silly. But i actually liked the dress too and i really didn’t know what else to wear. So i just putted in a t shirt and a belt over it and it was good enough. Maybe i could wear it again tomorrow with a different t shirt and a jacket.
I dragged my feet to our usual table. I wasn’t happy that Paige would taken a day off today to help out his brother to settle in to the city. I’ve gotten used to her so bad, despite it’s been only a week since i know her i was all sour about being alone again.
I didn’t even feel hungry so i wrapped my sandwich to the paper it came along for later and just took out the poptart i had on my bag. Then i saw him again. I got used to living with full of secrets since it wouldn’t be so wise to spread what i knew little about my past like that and draw away the only few people i had but i had another secret as well. After my lunchbreak, i’d take a shake shack to A Train and a cold brew to Ashley and variety of drinks to Black Noir as well. Different one each time because i wasn’t sure what he liked. Only thing was, he’d have never asked for a drink. I just felt bad no one seemed to make a contact with him. Not just they didn’t, they didn’t even attempt to. It must have been hard spending a lifetime when everybody pretended like you don’t exist. Maybe that was the path he’d have chosen. Maybe it was because who he was. I didn’t know but i simply had a taste of that life style and it made me feel like a shit so i didn’t care.
He’d never answer or even move a muscle before. But i’d try to peek as sneaky as i could before i left the room and saw him take a sip couple of times. He didn’t seem to dig whipped cream. But definitely liked the refreshers. When i realized i was lost in thoughts again, i took out my agenda and turned the blank pages on the backside. He looked almost like a cartoon with that suit on. How hard could it be to draw? And i really didn’t have much to do on my list at the moment. After i was focused on the small area of the paper for who knows how long, i was brought back with the voice behind me.
‘‘I see the obsession isn’t one sided.’‘ Queen Maeve. How long she has been watching me?
‘‘Excuse me?’‘ i asked not understanding.
‘‘Nothing. Good job with the eyes, brings out the killer in his eyes.’‘ now he looked back emptily to Black Noir for a moment.
‘‘Errm thanks. Weell, he’s very still.’‘ i tried to defend myself. He really was to be honest. It was like drawing a mannequin. Although i didn’t expect it to be this challenging for me to draw. But i didn’t understand her hostile tone. I thought we had a good start. I kept talking when she kept staring and didn’t look like was gonna say something else.
‘‘I can’t draw well without a reference in front of me it seems.’‘ i said while trying to explain.
‘‘Well, you know what they say. True creativity comes from enjoying the moments.’‘ she said almost spatting. What was this now? I couldn’t help but wonder what went down between those two.
When i finally finished my small piece i quickly scribbled a small note. I think it was acceptable after spending all my lunchbreak on this little art piece. At first i had a doubt to passing it into him but well, it seemed it only wasn’t creepy to draw people when you gifted it the drawing to them. Then it’d count as a gesture. Plus, Maeve would have already seen me draw him. I had to get rid off it.
‘‘It is actually hard to draw you! But you’re a great model. x’‘
After a short second, i erased the ‘’x’’ away. Come on Rose, this isn’t your highschool flirt. As soon as i had my quick fix, like a real pro i disguised the little piece of paper on top of the papers i’d get from analytics that was the weekly data of the city. With the drinks and my paper clip i walked to the meeting room. Only problem to my plan was, there were also Queen Maeve sitting down and Homelander standing on the middle. He gave me chills everytime we’d come across. Which i tried my best to avoid such encounters. I slowly but sternly walked over to A-Train without breaking my cool and set down his drink. I felt all the eyes on me. On the corner of my eye, i saw Maeve tilt her head to the side and watch me with a great amusement. I slowly set up the strawberry lemonade with mint leaves for Noir along with the paper clip and i felt him take the clip to his hand to look better. My heart could stop any moment. When i turned on my heels i saw Homelander was staring at me.
‘‘Anything i can fetch for you, sir?’‘ i automatically asked when i felt like he wanted something from me. He wasn’t happy. Although i never recall catching his mood as so. At that moment, i did something. I didn’t exactly know how but he seemed to calm down a little.
‘‘No. You can leave Rose.’‘ i could feel the change in his demeanor. Now Maeve was looking at me curious because she also felt it.
Just when i set a foot to the hallway and let out the breath i didn’t even realize i was holding, a hand caught my arm.
‘‘How did you do that?’‘ i could feel she was highly confused, not actually angry. A pinch of jealousy even.
‘‘Maeve. May i ask you to be a tad more direct and explanatory, please?’‘ i asked calmly despite the encounter i had not 2 mins ago. When i looked at her blankly she dragged me further into the hallway.
‘‘How did you make him let you go like that?’‘ she asked again.
‘‘I don’t know what you’re talking about.’‘ i said. I wasn’t sure i could trust her. She seemed to be very unstable with how she acted towards me.
‘‘Look, Rose. I know him. He was very aggravated. He would have never let you go off the hook like that when he was in such mood.’‘
‘‘Let go off me.’‘ i said directly looking into her eye now and she instantly let go off my arm. Almost like a reflex. Now she was looking at me as if she just woken up a dream.
‘‘Now, if you don’t need me with anything else, Queen Maeve.’‘ i said and quickly got inside the elevator. Hopefully this wasn’t gonna cost me.
***
The rest of the day went by rather fast. With how cloudy my mind was, i simply complied with everyone’s need like a robot. Now i was walking home with slow pace. I’d pass up on subway to get a fresh air and think a bit but now it was slowly getting dark and i still had a solid 15 minutes till home. A sharp yelping sound i heard snapped me out of my thoughts.
‘‘Help!’‘
It really wasn’t smart of me to go towards such distressed call but i couldn’t help and think what if that was me. When i finally caught the action it was this young girl that was caged on the side of a car and was being pushed around three men like if she was a toy. I didn’t know what came over me but i yelled, ‘’Leave her alone!’’
I was gonna suffer a horrible death. That was decided. It was only matter of time.
‘‘Ooo and would you like to take her place instead?’‘ the guy who was in front of the girl said while glancing over me. Under his amused facade i could feel him weighing me up to see how much of a trouble i could be. But i stood my ground.
‘‘I said leave her alone.’‘ i said this time making an direct eye contact with the guy. And as if he went into a trance, he left the scene with unconscious steps.
‘‘Hey, Mark where are you going man?’‘ said the guy to far left. With the opening the girl got, she sprinted to the opposite direction and before the other two could overcome their confusion, she got away. I was filled with adrenaline. It was almost like if my body was tinkling with a spark all over.
‘‘Okay, now you’ve done it. Since you want to meddle with our business so bad, meddle away.’‘ the last guy broke his silence while they were both turning to my way now and then he took out a gun. He was pissed off. I wasn’t sure what to do now. I didn’t have a drop of courage left i felt a second ago. Just when i was about to accept the situation and surrender, i felt someone behind me. Ah great, the third guy i drew away must have came back. But unlike who i thought it was, the two guys in front of me froze for a second. While one of them simply fleed, the other started slightly shaking and his pupils got as big as if they’d pop out any second. And then he dropped the gun to his feet and took off as well. Maybe i should make a run for it too. Who was even standing behind me? I slowly rose my hands as a proof that i was harmless and start to turn around.
Black Noir.
He was directly looking at me again. But in the dark, he looked threatening. And he was breathing rather ferocious.
‘‘H-iii Black Noir.’‘ i looked up on him. No reaction.
‘‘I owe you again. Thank you.’‘ i continued. No reaction again. His silence was making me nervous. Then he did something that surprised me more than if he’d draw a knife. Took a little box out of one of his pockets with a note attached. No way. No way he was the one who was leaving gifts. But weirdly everything also made sense. I mean, how gullible i had to be to not figure out the B.N. was the initials of Black Noir? Maeve’s comments... Oh god. He was still helding out the box for me to take it so i slowly took it without breaking the eye contact. I unintentionally smiled to the rabbit doodle on top of the box. Unlike mine it had a bit crazy looking and was holding out knives on both hands...or paws. I pulled the glittery ribbon loose and opened the small box. Inside, there was this gorgeous bracelet with three stones shaped as a clover and beamed green under the moonlight. It was simply so delicate. But what did he want? A friend? Did he fancy me? Or maybe he was just gesturing back to the drinks. Oh god. How idiot i am. I have been indeed giving him gifts too. How did i not figure this out? Granted, mine was so much more basic but he was simply reciprocating.
‘‘It’s very pretty.’‘ i said not sure what to say. He kept staring.
‘‘Would you like to walk down to my place with me, perhaps?’‘ i offered and i started walking. When i slightly turned to check if he was coming i saw him following silent enough that i would have doubt he was there if i hadn’t looked. I wasn’t really sure of my next step after here, i just prayed to get home as soon as possible. Because no matter how fast i tried to walk, this one mile felt like it had no end. I could have swear we were walking for an hour and still couldn’t arrive yet.
‘‘So, did you like your drawing?’‘ i asked. ‘’I mean my drawing.’’ ‘’Of you.’’ I couldn’t contain my curiosity since i was pretty proud with my work. And not getting a solid response just made me anxious so i just kept rambling about insignificant details i could swear he didn’t care about. Potato patato. He looked over and did a simple thumbs up. He did a thumbs up. Out of my short happiness of the appreciation i got from him, or any sort of response really, it finally danged to me and i stopped with the realization. He stopped and looked at me as well.
‘‘You were also the one who texted me when i got that phone.’‘
‘‘Did you spy on me?’‘ i asked. He just stared.
‘‘That was way before i made any contact with you. What do you want from me?’‘ i was aware he wouldn’t be able to answer this with a small gesture but i couldn’t help. What this man wanted from me? Then he pointed to my chest and to himself then made a small heart shape with his hands. Oh. Okay. He really did fancy me. I was stunned at the gesture and just kept staring back at him. He simply held my arm and kept dragging me along with him like nothing happened.
I just complied with his actions till i finally saw my garden that was just the sight i’ve been dying to see. What was it now? What was i supposed to say? When we both stopped dead in front of the small gate and silence started getting too loud for me, i couldn’t help but blurt out.
‘‘Would you like to come on in?’‘
He gave a small nod.
‘‘I didn’t really cook though.’‘
He gave a shrug.
I kept talking and he gave small gestures in response while i climbed on the steps, trying to face him as i’m talking to him and do my best to not fall.
‘‘I don’t think i have straws though.’‘ with the question that popped in on my head, i quickly turned back to him,
‘‘Would you mind drinking without straws?’‘
He caught my arm when he realized i almost slipped and kept me on the spot. Was this a warning? I didn’t dare.
‘‘Okay okay.’‘
After we finally reached to the top of the stairs, i took couple of steps to the left and he followed. I took out my key and turned it to the left to meet comfort of my house.
‘‘So this is where the magic happens. Go on.’‘
He walked in silence with long, strong steps towards my old sofa across the TV and sat down. He looked so contrast to the living room. All the pillows and my little blankie just looked ridiculous around him. He just sat down, his hands resting on his thighs and as straight as an arrow that was about to bolt on the smallest sound.
‘‘Not so comfortable, Noir.’‘ i joked.
He just kept staring at the blank TV that was across him. I went to sit down next to him and immediately made myself at home. I stretched my legs to the small coffee table in front of the couch and took the little blankie on my legs. Could he be cold as well? In doubt, i tried to casually give him a piece of my blankie over his legs as well. Still no move. Then i turned on my TV with the remote i fished that was buried between pillows. I managed to get a small glimpse when i was diving my hand to the space next to him though.
‘‘So nice to see your pretty face again!’‘
‘‘Jumba?’‘
‘‘We need your name and address at the bottom of the form. The kennel’s back this way.’‘
Ah Lilo and Stitch. It may have been my newest comfort movies. I must have left it on when i decided it was time for me to sleep anymore last night.
‘‘Do you mind watching this or would you like me to put on a different one?’‘
‘‘Hellooo!’‘
Lilo yelling in hopes of figuring out where were all of the animals funnily matched the situation.
‘‘Hellooo!’‘
But he kept still and watching what was in front of him. That must have been mean sort of ‘’It’s ok.’’
‘‘Hi.’‘
‘‘Ho...ha...hi.’‘
‘‘Oh wow.’‘
It would be a fair guess if i said he liked it. Ha. Who would have thought. I slowly curled my legs as if i’m laying to my elbow but instead, i rested my head on his shoulder. I kept it still for a moment to see his reaction. Nothing. I tried to adjust my position for something less stiff. Still no complaints.
Well, this wasn’t so bad after all.
‘‘Oh yes. All of our dogs are adoptable.’‘
‘‘Except that one!’‘
Pavement Rose - Part Two ‘’Dear Universe, a phone please.’’
Fandom: The Boys (Amazon Prime TV Series)
Pairing: Black Noir x OC
For the first part: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/cheelieve7/686962414693040128?source=share
Sounds to really make you rub And scrub I say Pass the dutchie ‘Pon the left hand side Pass the dutchie ‘Pon the left hand side It go a bun
Do you ever get a moment where you’re scrumbled bad enough that you simply can’t function right? That was me for the past how many minutes god knows now. I was just trying to get ready and head to work but i kept forgetting what i was gonna do and make circles around the small room for nothing.
It was a cool And lovely breezy afternoon (How does it feel when you’ve got no food?)
I was matters away from going mad any second now. I was so focused on what else was i supposed to do before i left that i kept missing to turn off the freaking TV and now this sticky tune was stuck with me and it occasionally gave me a feeling to bash my head in somewhere too.
Pass the dutchie ‘Pon the left hand side Pass the dutchie ‘Pon the left hand side It go a bun
Okay. Close your eyes. Breathe in, breathe out. One at a time. At the moments like this i’ve realized it was best focusing on things at hand one at a time. No matter how simple they looked, sometimes it’d just get too frustrating when i try to think how much do i have to do. Specially if i was struggling to remember them all as well. After couple minutes of delibarating if i had everything i could possibly need for my first day, i decided to leave my room as well. So you see, it wasn’t the problem me going into my first day at work but i was planning to visit a place or two after work so it was very well my last day on this not very lovely hotel room as well. So i was trying my best to not take up much of my time when i was gonna depart the room after work. I learned the hard way that it was best i’d stay out of the streets after dark, specially on this neighborhood.
Walking down the corridor, i looked over my outfit one last time. It was simply an oversized black tee that was serving me as a dress thanks to my size. With the small belt i wrapped around my waist and the blazer jacket, i thought i looked business enough. What’s funny about dressing up in my world is, i simply have to go and fetch whatever i have to wear. Like, there aren’t a whole wardrobe there for me to stand in front of and pick stuff from. Sure, i pretty much same couple items helped me to actually put together an outfit but if i needed a whole new outfit, i actually had to run downstairs and go find one from somewhere. For example, this dress-ish piece was from a thrift shop near by. And the jacket was from the girl who mocked with my shoes. I somehow demanded her that she should give it to me and she complied. She could consider me as the bad karma she’d face.
(Give me the music, make me jump and prance) It a go dung (Give me the music) Jah know (Make me rockin’ at the dance)
So i stopped to find out What was going on (How does it feel when you’ve got no food?)
I couldn’t help but hum the words, my mood was lifted when i realized how i wasn’t gonna sleep on this stinky place another night.
***
When i finally arrived at the big revolving doors of the Vought, i couldn’t help my excitement. The possibilities. The opportunities. What one could have asked more? After i passed the security, i walked over to the desk rather quickly.
‘‘Hello. It’s Rose Carlberg. My first day here so i don’t have a sort of card yet.’‘ i said when i didn’t manage to get a word out of the girl who was sitting on the other side. She seemed deeply bored and irritated. After she heard me she simply gave me a look and typed something on the computer.
‘‘Here. Welcome to Vought.’‘
***
I didn’t know what i exactly expected but i wasn’t sure if it was this. The work was fine. But everything else was chaotic. I’d simply carry lots of paper around the floors for them to be signed, copied and sometimes write some petitions myself as well among the standart ones. And after this, i’d end up going to the same floor, this time, to bring coffees as well. I seemed to almost never stay put that no one bothered to introduce themselves. I was a tad disappointed about this part. Just when i was setting my tray to the counter, a supe in a blue suit popped out of nowhere behind me and gave me a silent start.
‘‘Hey, new girl grab me a shake shack with some extra whipped cream to 99.’‘ and as soon as he said that, he went on his way. Dude, why do you even need me to grab that when you can get around that fast? These people!
Although as soon as i arrived to the floor, i understood why. The line! Lines must have been boring when you could make a tour around the whole city instead i assume.
‘‘Hello.’‘ i startled with the soft voice. I wasn’t expecting anyone to contact me, specially not now.
‘‘Hi.’‘ i automatically said. And looked at the girl who decided to speak to me. She had dreamy ginger curls that softl fell around her face. The colour of her hair reminded me of the sunset and she had freckles all around her face. And blue eyes that just looked so naturally beautiful on her. I bet they’d look prettier if she was out in the sun.
‘‘I’d ask if you needed coffee but being on this line gives me hope.’‘ i chuckled, trying to break the awkard silence between us. She gave a soft laugh as well.
‘‘This is Paige. I know the building is enormous but i don’t recall seeing you around. Thought i’d introduce myself. And you?’‘
‘‘Ah, i’m Rose. Nice to meet you.’‘
‘‘So which floor you’re at?’‘ i quickly asked, not wanting to lose my only made friend just yet.
‘‘I’m on the 67. How about you?’‘
‘‘I’m basically everywhere. Office girl.’‘
‘‘I like what you did there.’‘ she gave another laugh.
‘‘Well, see you around lunch then?’‘
‘‘Sure.’‘ whenever that was gonna be. Finally i heard my name and went to pick up the drink. I wanted to chat more but i couldn’t afford to lose any more time considering how long it already took to get this so i headed for the elavator with a rush and quickly pressed the 99th floor. God, please don’t let bunch of supes to scold me.
Ding
I walked to the meeting room as quick as possible while i was trying to look composed the best i could. Just when i took a left to the statue of the Seven that was just facing the meeting room i could see him sitting down on one of the chairs and was busy with his phone. But when i reached to him and was setting down the drink he gave a quick look and went back to his phone then grabbed the drink and continued to whatever he was doing. Phew. Although it made me froze on the spot when i was turning back to the hallway, i saw him on the other side of the table. Black Noir. And he was looking right back at me. Should i say thank you? Maybe i should simply say a hello. But no. Instead i gave him a small wave. He kept staring. Oh god what was i doing. I headed back to the elavator so i could die in embarassement somewhere else.
***
When i finally walked into the cafeteria, i felt a big relief. Today was gonna be a long day. I simply could catch a no break. The containers that was full of food looked really delicious though. I just wanted a piece from everything. At the end i grabbed a strawberry milk for an extra dollar as well and caused the two girls in front of me look at me. What? I just ignored them and managed to spot my new friend and rushed to her table as if someone could have steal it from me any second.
‘‘Hey you, again!’’ i exclaimed, a little too happy. Did i have to sound that eager. Composed and focused. Remember, Rose. Composed and focused.
‘‘Oh hello! I’m impressed you could find me amongst this many people!’‘ said as happy as i sounded. I liked her, just like that. She was one of those people who wouldn’t make one feeling bad for simply being themselves i felt like.
‘’So how’s work going so far?’‘ she asked when i didn’t say anything but just settle across her on the table.
‘‘It’s good. A little bit of a carnage but i could get used to this.’‘
‘‘How about you? How’s your day going?’‘ i followed with.
‘‘It’s good. Can’t say much anyways.’‘ she quickly gave a wink.
‘‘So, as impressive as it was, i’d like to get your number. Could be easier for us to find each other around. Y’know.’‘ she said smiling.
‘‘Or next time i can try setting up the fruit section on fire.’‘
‘‘Maybe it’d help people acting on milk section as a vermin as well.’‘ i said smirking. Let me tell you this, i was annoyed. What was wrong with adults drinking fruity flavored milk? And i also didn’t have a phone yet. It could help if one of the girls expressed something verbally towards me about me and my strawberry milk. Then i’d feel not bad at all to let them hand me over one of their cellphone.
‘’Why don’t you scribble your number to umm, over here and i’ll drop you a message.’‘ i just strectched my arm towards her and she just kept smiling like if she didn’t want to mean any harm to me and quickly wrote her number down. If i couldn’t handle this by the end of the day, i could always say it got washed down and i didn’t remember the digits. Oh well. One at a time. Rest of the meal went pretty smoothly. She explained to me she has been working here for the past 2 years and she truly loved biology. Ever since highschool. And that ended up wiith her eventually studying gene biology and now was working in one of the labs as well. She also showed me her tabby cat named Max and man, he was big! And her brother as well that shared her hair colour i loved only with more defined curls and green eyes instead of blue. After she quickly trying to set us up together our break was over. That’s when i saw him again. On one of the back tables, he was sitting by himself. He was so motionless that no one seemed to notice him. And again, he was staring right into me.
‘‘Hey Paige, did you have a piece of paper please?’’ she handed me out a page out of her notebook quickly after i asked and i smiled.
‘‘See you around then! It really was nice to meet with you.’‘ i said this time and she slightly seemed confused but didn’t ask and went her way.
And i was glad she wouldn’t question much because I didn’t know what i was doing. I quickly doodled a thank you with a rabbit the best i could draw and quickly walked over where he was. If i slowed down, i’d have lost my courage. I also had my strawberry milk on my hand. With the mask, a drink with a straw seemed like a good option for me to offer but now i was feeling ridiculous. I mean, worst case scenario, what could have he done? Not save me next time? God, what was i saying. There will be no next time. Yes, Rose. No next time.
I finally arrived to his table between my thoughts. He slowly stood up. Was he just alert? Was this his greeting? Who knew.
‘‘Hi. I just wanted to say thanks.’‘ i scratched back of my hair nervously. And when i didn’t receive any form of response, i simply left the note and the milk and head over to the elavator.
***
Rest of the day went by rather fast. Or maybe it felt like it because i was drown into my thoughts. I couldn’t help but ask around about Noir as i was handing out some documents. But it turns out no one knows much about him. He was basically Stan Edgar’s most royal butler. An assassin who never abandons a mission without completing it. An assassin who never speaks. Quiet, royal and efficient. But how did he know my address? Was he following me? Maybe he was in charge of looking over the personal files and he saw something and decided to keep his tabs on. Or maybe someone else did and he was ordered to follow me. After all it seems i may have been in bigger mess than i thought i could be. And now i’d just walk right into the lion’s den. Just when i was about to turn the key to my room, i noticed a small box on the floor. It seemed like a phone box. And a little envelope taped into it.
‘‘Hope you’ll be only messaging Paige.’‘ -B.N.
What in da. What was this? Was my new friend Paige a physco? Maybe her brother she wanted to hook me up with was one? Benny Mitchell was it? That wasn’t a ‘’n’’ though and I didn’t know her last name so it was still in possibility. Maybe i measured my powers awfully wrong. I could be sending messages to universe and get what i want instead of needing a direct contact? And maybe i wrote that note to myself. It could be initials to my real name. I kept gathering my stuff i already set it up around the door this morning while i was trying to figure out the owner of my little gift. It wasn’t much to carry, just a backpack and an Olaf plushie. My new apartment was only couple blocks away as well. It was extra cheap because there was an old lady with some hearing problems was staying on the bottom floor so people weren’t so happy with someone that could pry into their business. I didn’t worry though. I had a way with people after all. Plus, it had a garden. Granted, it was small and wasn’t taken care of properly but it could be fun to spend some time around.
When i arrived to the building, it truly didn’t belong to the city. It was really old and wasn’t as tall as the other buildings but i liked it. Felt somehow genuine. The old lady was waiting in the garden, just keeping herself busy with one of the bushes around. She must have been excited to finally find a tenant as well. But she didn’t notice me even when i opened the little creaking gate and walked inside the garden.
‘‘Hello!’‘ i gave a cough as well but when i realized she was still unaware of my presence i gave her a little tap on the shoulder.
‘‘Oh you must be the young lady my estate agent mentioned!’‘
‘‘That i am. My name is Rose. Nice to meet you.’‘
‘‘Call me Betty. Have you signed the contract?’’ she asked and i simply nodded as a response. She kept going as if she has been waiting for me for some time now and wanting to tie the knot.
‘’Not much of a rule. Please just no holes on the walls and be mindful of the floor when moving things around. And the rent is on 14th, let me know if there’s a special occasion. I guess, welcome to your new home!’‘ and handed me out the keys a moment later.
‘‘Thanks!’‘ all i could say. And she quickly left me, well, as quick as she could, after giving a smile. I just headed to the stairs. I was rather excited about finally sleeping on my own bed. Having my own place. I didn’t have much to settle down. I just had to clean the shelves on the built-in wardrope then put in the few clothing i had. I also spread over the sheets and the pillow case i borrowed from the hotel and i was settled in. I set my agenda and the pen i got from Vought to my nightstand as well. When my eyes got hooked to the number on my arm i thought it was a nice time to check my phone as well. It was easy to start it up since i didn’t really have anything to back up from an old one. I just clicked on a new contact and wrote down Paige’s number.
‘‘Hey, this is my number. Sorry, forgot how the time passed by. -Rose.’‘
I couldn’t help but dissolve to my new bed now that i checked everything off my list. I could finally rest. With the little coin drop sound, i thought i got a reply from Paige and i quickly hopped on the bed to check the phone. It was making me feel weird to call it mine yet.
‘‘I hope you like your new bed better. -B.N’‘
I crossed off Benny Mitchell from my imaginary list of who could be the B.N. real quick. Whoever this guy was, was on a little more serious level than a guy who could want to hook up with me i thought.
Pavement Rose - Pilot
Fandom: The Boys (Amazon Prime TV Series)
Pairing: Black Noir x OC
Hey, people! So i recently binged The Boys and oh god, i’m obsessed! And with you know who as well! So i thought i’d scrabble couple stuff myself too. It’s my very first fan fiction actually so, be nice to me please! Even though i don’t know anyone will read it, i’ll try my best to write some stuff till i calm down lol. Anyways, hope you guys or ladies like it!
I burst open my eyes as if i had one of those jumpy dreams. As i looked around i was trying to comprehend where the hell i was even. I was laying on my stomach in the middle of a freaking pavement, my legs were scattered around the place uncomfortably, folded in such perpendicular angles as if i was trying to fit into a place. Or if i had fallen off from a height. The more i think about the peculiar situation i was in, i was getting more confused and angry. I was in doubt i was even sleeping to begin with. I looked more like i crushed into the floor head-on and i’d just regain my consciousnesses. Nothing made sense. Where was i even? Like which city or town this street even belonged to? Oh god. Even more importantly, who was i? What do i do as a profession that requires me dive off into pavements? What did i like? Did i have lots of friends? Oh, this is a clue. Maybe someone could have been looking for me. Police! But i needed a name first. I mean, preferably my own. I narrowed my eyes in hopes of finding any kind of intel on this empty and dark place that’s supposedly called my brain. But more i pushed, i felt this sharp shot up to my head. Wait, was i hurt? My hand automatically went to check my nose for damage control. Oh. It was bleeding. Although it didn’t feel like it was still going. Okay. That’s good. Cup half full. Then i thought to myself how ridiculous i must have looked. I was looking like if i was taking a swim right here and then. Before i turned over i checked my head slowly to find more blood but it felt pretty dry. I sighed with relief. I was finally sitting down on my butt although my legs were stretched out like i owned the place. I knew i looked funny but how come no one didn’t care enough to check up on this pavement booger though? We, humans, were really doomed. I couldn’t keep my mind afar from what really went down. Did someone assault me? And I’d jump down? Or maybe they did get what they wanted and throw me down to get rid off me. But then wouldn’t it be there people gathered around and watching? Polices even standing by. Or maybe i simply committed suicide. Again, people; police... I was getting nowhere. Such simple idea such as to check my pockets hit me at last. Boy, i was slow. Let’s see... a small cardholder with 125$ and some coins that was squeezed in there and there where it wasn’t supposed to. A library card to the French Institue. Metro card and some sort of a cinema card and bingo. ID. Rose Carlberg, mother’s name Beth, father’s name Eric. Except of these there were only a receipt or two that was just too worn out to be tucked into a pocket for too long. Well, this was a good start i suppose.
***
After going around all the police station my legs could take me i gave up. Always the same answers.
‘’Nope. No records of a missing person.’’
‘’Oh sorry darling, no one is looking’’
‘’I don’t think we can help you’’
‘’I guess no one missed you yet.’’
Where was i gonna go? Rose Carlberg. Ha. I didn’t even feel like a Rose. Maybe since no one seemed to care about me, i could even rename myself and just float around. Or be a Rose and float around. I just kept walking on the pavement aimlessly while i was trying to figure out my next move.
***
So after almost a week, what i learned about myself:
I was this thing called a supe. Not really a strong one necessarily it seemed but it strangely helped me out to build my way up somewhere. I didn’t know what exactly i was capable of yet but i was slowly figuring it out while i was trying to settle up on this not so lovely hotel. It mainly used for prostitution and some underage jocks that came to party from what i’ve seen. Even though it wasn’t the most ideal place to crash in, it was cheap. And i didn’t have a job yet so at least it was a roof over my head. I had the mistake of spending the whole night outside couple of times and let’s just say, this place had some high crime rates as i’ve witnessed. Oh so for the 2nd thing,
This company called Vought basically ran the city. They were everywhere. And beg no mistake when i say everywhere, they are EVERYWHERE. That’s exactly why i have a job interview with them today also. For such big company, they also apparently need lots of office boys. Well, office girl in my case. My main purpose of wanting to work with them is though, their archive. Extensive intel about basically everyone. And i was told after working with them for a while and gaining their trust points, i’d be able to have a look to mine. Whatever they had, it should be able to out-do police either way.
And not relevant to the topic but i absolutely loved lemonade. Like, i was obsessed. I just didn’t miss any kind opportunity to stop and grab a glass.
All of this could have been funny if it was happening to someone else maybe. I was basically like a baby. I felt old, like if i just faced life after spending it mine on a box. I’ve came so far but i didn’t know anything. Sometimes i’d face something and i could just do it and realize oh, i know this or hear something and it’d be familiar but then no matter how much i pushed myself, i didn’t even know what i liked. It kind of felt like i was in a Matrix. Like if someone kept loading me up with some new talents and i’d unlock them at a certain point of life. Yes, i watched Matrix. I watch Matrix now. Depressive science fictions also seemed good enough for me to like. My life was depressive and shit so i went ahead and watched some other people’s shit and depressive lives instead.
It was almost time for my interview so i climbed on my bed to check my look on the tiny mirror that was across the room on the bathroom one last time. I was wearing a black oversize jumpsuit that came down as an envolope and had a belt to keep everything in place. And my converse because i simply didn’t own any other shoes. Deal with it, Vought!
I left my room only to see a whole group of soup opera was happening at the same time frame by frame as i walked by. People here really knew how to keep one on her toes.
‘’I’d ask what a nice girl like you doing in a place like this but it was only funny the first 400th time, y’know’‘ said Doc with the look he spared me for a sec from his newspaper.
‘‘Yeah yeah, see you later too Doc!’‘
As i walked to the magnificent building that looked like out of a cartoon, i wasn’t excited a bit. Shortly after i woke up on that pavement, i kind of figured i had a great deal of manipulating people into my own wishes. I had no idea how it worked but it somehow worked. If i focused, i’ve realized that i could feel their emotions. And i could manipulate those feelings in a way that serves me. Wasn’t this a big joke. A girl with no sense of self had a great deal with others’ senses. Good one, universe, good one.
When i finally entered the building, i tried to pass up the security as soon as possible. I was impatient. I’ve been waiting for this moment for some time now.
‘‘Rose Carlberg, i have an interview with Ashley.’‘ after one condescending look she gave me over her glasses, she made a gesture for me to wait.
‘‘Floor 99. She should be in the meeting room, she’ll see you there on her way out.’‘ i nodded and headed for the elevators. Everyone in the building seemed to be in a great rush that I could have swear my slow pace almost turned couple heads. I pressed the button that looked digital and turned blue when pressed and slowly waited for its doors to open. When i was at 82th floor, i had a blonde guy join me. After giving me a small smile, he also stood next to me. This would be no other than Homelander it should be. God was he huge. I tried to peak at how he was feeling. Despite his calm demeanor he was deep in thought. Confused even. As if he felt he turned around to give me a look then went back to his prior position. Okay, no more peeking.
When we arrived to the 99th floor, he gestured me to go first although he seemed to go to a different room. I slowly investigated the room then spotted the lady that was supposed to be Ashley.
‘‘Hello, you must be Ashley, i’m Rose Carlberg.’‘ i kept going when she gave me an empty look.
‘‘I was advised to come here for the interview?’‘ the coin finally dropped and she gave me a smile.
‘‘Right, walk with me please.’‘
‘‘So, i’ll cut it short. What makes you believe you’d be a good fit for us?’‘ she asked with a smile that had no trace of sincerity.
‘‘I’m calm, good in crises and reliable, i like to think.’‘ i said then i held her hand, things she wouldn’t know wouldn’t hurt her would it after all. She had a will of a baby.
‘‘I’d be good here.’‘ after i finished what i was saying she automatically repeated it, ‘’Yes, you’d be good here.’’ i reflected a smile similar to hers from a minute ago. This wasn’t so hard now was it.
‘‘Well, welcome to Vought then! We’re actually having a welcome party for our new staff tomorrow night! You don’t want to miss it! And funnily enough, you can start on Monday at 8.’‘ she said, this time her holding my arm. I just smiled back.
‘‘Oh and i’ll need some advance.’‘ i couldn’t continue forever practically stealing clothes from the stores. I mean they’d hand it out to me but that was still stealing.
‘‘Yes! You’ll need an advance!’‘ she was just too easy.
***
It felt weird going into a celebration before actually start the work itself. But i didn’t mind it much. I looked at my saten dress that dropped around my neck in drapes as if it was about to fall off and fixed my shiny little belt. It was a simple look but i felt pretty and that was all that mattered. Plus, i finally had a different set of shoes thanks to Ashley. I was excited to meet some people, i felt isolated in this place and that was the worst of all. I’d go to parks, to cafes just to interact with someone but no one seemed to care enough to come any near to me. I was walking to Vought with excitement this time.
The party was just spectacular. Everyone looked like superstars. Well, the most were in fact. Superheros were the superstars it seemed on this place. It was easy to identify them hence the uniform. I was just looking around to see how many of them i could see that i’d see from the ads i’d see on the streets.
Queen Maeve.
Homelander.
The Deep.
Black Noir.
Now he was an interesting character. He was standing on the back tables by himself and holding a glass that seemed to contain champagne. I kept staring to see if he’d drink it. After so many minutes it felt like, he slowly turned and started staring back. Was he even looking at this way? I kept staring. He didn’t flinch. I didn’t realize i narrowed my eyes and kept staring till i heard a voice say,
‘‘That’s not such a good idea, y’know. He is a well-established assassin after all.’‘ Queen Maeve. She rather sounded amused from what i picked up from her tone and the little smirk she had on. She went back to looking forward to the entrance.
‘‘I didn’t mean to initiate a staring contest.’‘ I said with a smug face and i scratched back of my head.
‘‘Maeve. Are you new?’‘ she turned her head back to me now.
‘‘That i am. Feel free to ask for a coffee any time, just shout Rose, coffee! Iced!’‘ i laughed. I’d assume that’d be about only thing i’d need be around their floor. She smiled sympathetically and took her leave to another table Ashley kept mouthing her to go to. I was gonna go back to staring to the silent ninja i was looking to a minute ago but he was gone now. Aren’t we sleek. Party was pretty dull except of my little encounter with the Queen. She really was like goddess with her perfect auburn curls falling gently around her face. Me? I just had boring black and as straight as a celery kind of hair. I decided it was time for me to take a leave since i was deep in thoughts again, i mean, if i have to start thinking about my place in universe in a party that party is over it was fair to say.
Just when i was leaving the lobby, i saw him again. Homelander. I didn’t even know how to describe him, he always seemed to have such contrast feelings to his look. When i was trying to quietly make my wait out of the glass doors, he saw me.
“Oh hey you. Leaving already?”
“We didn’t meet earlier, Homelander” he said without waiting.
“Oh hello sir. It’s Rose, i just started here.” and tried giving my best fake smile.
“Well, i assume we’ll be seeing each other around then. Take care.” he said firmly, with a voice that was spilling authority all around.
That was weird.
Despite him surprising that i was leaving, it was quite late actually and streets were already emptied out. I started walking with stern steps to my hotel. It didn’t help my neighborhood was as bad as these back alleys if not worse.
“Hey beautiful! What’s the hurry?” the unfamiliar voice made me froze on the spot. Of course. Of course this would happen to me.
“Look, i don’t have any cash. And i’m underage so you better stay away.” he chuckled.
“Sure you are. Where ya parents?”
“I don’t buy it but nice try now.” Said one of the other guys. Well, i had to try. There should have been a way for me being small would come in handy. Not today though apparently.
“Please. I won’t go to police, let me go. Please.” i tried a different approach. I knew it’d be for best if i didn’t agitate them.
‘’Honey, you aren’t going anywhere.’‘ said the third guy with a rather disgusting smile that showed all of his bad intentions. I felt like passing out any second. Their emotions had this overwhelming wash over me and i already wasn’t my sharpest. Shouldn’t had drunk the last glass. I tried to focus but i was thrown away by the sudden slap i took by the last guy who spoke.
‘’We’re talking to you, bitch!’‘ what was i even supposed to say?
‘‘You’ll let me go.’‘ i held an eye contact with the guy who randomly just slapped me. He seemed to be the one the others were looking to. Just when i could see the glimpse of my effect on his eyes this time one of the guys punched me on my guts and i couldn’t help but fall to the floor this time. I couldn’t take it anymore, my eyes were closing with the amount of feelings i was going through and how they were using as a punching back as well. I must have started dreaming at this moment because i saw one of the guys who was standing across me got his throat slit open. The others didn’t even realize it, too busy to think how to assault me next. The second guy wasn’t as lucky as the first time because i saw his whole face got smushed like a tomato. Then the other two guy finally realized something was going on and turned their back to me. One of them had the balls to pull a knife while the other tried to get the hell out of here. Both couldn’t quite success. With the relief of seeing my attackers were gone i surrounded myself to the darkness.
***
I opened my eyes. Deja vu. But this time, wasn’t on the pavement from a week ago but on my bed. On hotel’s nasty bed.
‘‘We won’t be together for long, bed. You shall not be missed.’‘ i murmured myself while i was trying prepare myself to the idea of getting off the bed.
If i didn’t count the rather irritating pain that just wasn’t going anywhere my head felt like a blank canvas. Then i had a flash of what happened last night. Who saved me. Black Noir. I automatically turned my head to my nightstand to find a small note. I slowly picked it up while i was trying to control myself. My god, my heart was thudding hard.
‘‘Drink me.’‘ i looked at the little pill that was on top of the note. Ha. Let’s say i used all my luck to have a supe come across me when i was in trouble and save me but what was this now? How did he even know where i was staying? I dragged my feet to the bathroom’s sink to get some water. This new job was gonna be more interesting than i thought.
Me looking at all the drama and discourse
Let’s all just eat cake okay?