★ Wᴇ&#x27;ʀᴇ Fɪɴᴇ. ★

❝ I…Still can’t believe it. What the heck. You managed to smooth-talk my ex-boss of all people to have a one night stand with you. Sure, maybe it’s not uncommon, but my ex-boss is the last person I’d ever expect to decide to have a one night stand with you so easily. It’s just…Ugh. I still pity that poor leaf which you somehow fucked. How can you be sure? Maybe everybody was too wasted to realized you fucked a leaf. Maybe you even fucked something else. Like, I dunno. A well or something. ❞

#timewornjustice #{ inorbit }#{ lit }#nsfw text ;;#pj get your well fetish away from my leafy one

❝Well believe it 'cause it's an actual thing that actually happened! Despite how I act around you, Polly, I'm pretty good at smooth-talking people. I can't say it was all that easy though. I mean yeah, I did get the guy to sleep with me eventually and the two of us flirted a bunch, but it wasn't like a snap of my fingers and he was there. Nah if I were that good you would've been my boyfriend a lot sooner. Don't pity the leaf, I'm sure it had a great time. I know for a fact everyone knew, they were the ones to dare me to do it! That night may have been a sort of drunken haze, but I know for a fact that there was absolutely no well fucking included. I would've had to do the walk of shame if that were the case.❞

0202kurusu

The young girl’s face exhibit some light hesitation. If she clearly said why, her father would probably recognize Yuki in her words. But she had to try. If she chose her words carefully, it’ll be alright.

“— Well, my friends was dating someone of the same sex as them, you know. And one day, some people saw them together, and spread the rumor that they were homosexuals, and so pretty much everyone started to bully them…“

#spxcechildren #{ inorbit }#{ lit }#bullying ;;#school mention ;;

Ah, Clay could sympathize with Yuki's friend. Lun had the same problem when lun was a kid, although it was only to a minor degree. Lun nodded and took a moment to think this one over before responding.

❝I see... I'm gonna guess this goes on at school? I know it's a long shot, but you should probably notify a teacher. Not a lot of mine would do anything about the situation when it happened to me, but there ended up being the one really cool teacher that swatted the bullies away. If that doesn't work, you could always be the one to stand up to them. Just showing everyone that you're on their side's gonna make them want to stop the bullying. After all, they're just doing it to get attention and be little shits.❞

cosmicterran

i’m really sorry i haven’t been all too active lately! i’ve just been so out of it, it’s sort of hard to find my muse! i think i’ll be putting all my blogs on a semi-hiatus? i’ll be posting as frequently as i can, but honestly i can’t guarantee a thing!

if you’re which blogs will be put on semi-hiatus, they’re this one, constellationterran, shinoboomorizumi, wrightsboxers, and liltrucywright!

also i may not be as chatty as usual, so if you try to start off a conversation and i just don’t seem in the norm, i’m really, really sorry!

if you have any questions please feel free to message me!

#{ outofthisworld }#{ psa }#gif warning ;;#all of you who follow me here follow me on there but

actually i lied i stayed up and made a playlist for claypollo 'cause i'm trash

Gone, Gone, Gone - Phillip Phillips

Happy Ending - MIKA

Eet - Regina Spektor

Gone - Kina Grannis

Safe and Sound - Capital Cities

Pompeii - Bastille

Youth - Daughter

For Good - Idina Menzel

You Belong to Me - Kate Rusby

In Your Arms - Kinda Grannis

Quiet - Lights

Satellite - Maggie Rogers

#OKAY GOODNIGHT #{ outofthisworld }

ah jeez i still have loads i need to do, but i think it's best if i rested for a little while. i may be back on later, who knows

#{ outofthisworld }#{ tbd }

Maybe Apollo should’ve given Clay some kind of warning against dating him. But then again, neither of them had known he’d turn out into such an asshole, and Apollo figured that it would be too late to give Clay a warning after the two of them had started, so there wasn’t much point in dwelling on the past.

❝ Well, I suppose you have a point there. I’ve yet to see you burn a building down, and hopefully that’ll never happen, either. I don’t want to do anymore of those future-predicting things. ❞

He had been hoping that Clay would stop arguing and just get out of the kitchen, maybe to resume sleeping, maybe to just do whatever, but seeing Clay stay in the room, Apollo knew he should’ve expected that. Clay was just being as stubborn as always, although Apollo supposed he should give lun some credit for refusing to back down so easily.

❝ Fine, okay, but that’s still two times too many, don’t you think? I…Okay, fine. I’m not willing to let you get anywhere near the stove, though. If you want to help with whatever preparations that don’t involve fire or heat, then sure, do as you please. ❞

#timewornjustice #{ inorbit }#{ lit }#food mention ;;#relationships ;;#just remember when in doubt write whatever the you want #if i said i was unable to reply to this all you would have to do is say ''tough shit'' and i'd try to do it anyways

It wasn't like Clay didn't enjoy being with Apollo. Far from that, actually! Still, it wouldn't hurt to be able to win these sorts of things every now and again. It would probably make lun try just a little harder whenever they started arguing, the sliver of hope that told lun lun at least had some sort of chance of winning.

❝Don't worry, we're definitely not going to be doing any more fortune telling anytime soon! Like I'm bad at cooking, but seriously I'm not any sort of threat to the population as a whole just yet.❞

Well it seemed as though lun got luns way. Sort of, Clay still wanted to work with the stove. But hey, at least lun wasn't going to be completely useless. Sleeping in during the weekend was nice and all, but so were pancakes.

❝Yeah alright, but I swear it'll only be two! That's why next time you're gonna let me use the stove instead of just making the batter, alright?❞

There was probably no way in hell that Apollo would ever let lun near that stove again, but hey it was worth a shot. Maybe if Clay proved lunself, then lun could have another go at it.

Clay stared blankly at moons alternate, feeling a little foolish. Yet, moon couldn’t tell lun the truth, that in moons universe, things were much, much different to luns own universe. It seemed that moon was also holding back the fact that moon had been hired to kill both Apollo and moons alternate.

“Seriously? I’ll look at Apollo if I so desire. A cat can look at a queen, after all. Was that a threat, older me? Well let me enlighten you to a little secret. Our fingerprints are the same, and our fingerprints are all over the murder weapon for seven murders tonight. Now, iI could just return to my own universe - and then you would be found guilty and put on death row,”

Moon laughed, lifting up a hand, glistening with blood. Moon ran his hand down the side of moons alternate’s face, leaving bloody marks behind as moon stopped at luns cheek. Clay was pretty sure lun wouldn’t try to move away from moons touch. After all, they were the same person.

"So I used to be cute when I was younger, huh? Are you influencing the fact that I’m no longer cute? I think you’ll find that I’m still exactly the same Clay you knew years ago,”

Clay knew that lun would probably try to oppose that fact, so for once he decided to tell the truth.

“Yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying. If I’ve got to get rid of all of my human emotions, then surely I have to leave behind the people I care about? Your boyfriend is one of my main concerns. I’ve taken on a job, and let’s just say that your boyfriend is the one that my employer wants tracked and killed,”

Moon paused, almost glaring at moons alternate. It wasn’t a hate filled glare - more like an empty one. “But they also want you. Alive if possible, dead is necessary. Cause that’s how they’re paying me. A ton of money, and your heart. They’ll make you love me, and your boyfriend will be dead,”

Right now, moon knew that this wasn’t the right thing to do - to tell moons alternate the plans, but it had to be done.

“You’re right - you are attractive. Then again, we’re the same person. So, you’ve just called me attractive too~ Plus, a lot of them just want you dead, not because of your love life.”

Clay had almost given up on talking, and suddenly shot forward, slashing the knife in the air just beside his alternate. A warning blow, not a blow that was actually meant to hit the other, just tell them that they were in danger.

#internationalterran #pda ;;#blood ;;#violence mention ;;#blades ;;#relationships ;;#dog mention ;;#murder mention ;;#long post ;;#{ inorbit }#{ lit }#my replies to this are always super lengthy i'm so sorry #but whoa wow look a traumatic flashback was just triggered #there's no way clay would be able to tase this kid rn aha #also sorry if i tripped up on the pronouns?#idk if i did or not but like let me know if i ever do

It was amazing how irritated lun was right now. Clay was perfectly fine with another death threat, but this kid was a cocky piece of shit. Not to mention said cocky piece of shit had it out for luns boyfriend. The fact that William wouldn't shut up wasn't helping anyone, either. Alright Terran, take a deep breath, you can walk away whenever after all. You'll be gone in a few minutes and hopefully the punk will never be at your throat again.

❝Not if the cat has the intentions of hurting my queen. It's nice to see you can spot a threat though, hopefully you're smart enough to back off too.❞

Alright, lun couldn't help but laugh. That was funny, moon actually believed that Clay wasn't perfectly aware that they had the exact same fingeprints.

❝And I'll let you in on a little secret, I know. It's happened before, surprisingly enough this wouldn't be the first time I would have been accused of murder. Seriously kid, I can get out of anything, it's best if you just back down while you--❞

Did moon seriously just do that? Did luns alternate seriously just rub someone else's blood on luns cheek? Lun should tase the kid right now and walk away whilst lun still could, but lun couldn't move. That was way too unexpected and way too disturbing for lun to do anything. Well, lun might actually throw up, since lun was feeling a bit nauseous right about now due to the smell of blood.

It took Clay a good minute or two to recompose lunself. It took a good amount of willpower not to freak out right about now. Blood just wasn't a thing that could settle with lun anymore. Lun always ended up thinking about that time where-- No, nope. Not going there right now. Clay had to stay cool.

❝You're. You-- No. You're not cute in the slightest. You're definitely not the Clay I knew way back when. Moon wouldn't. Moon... Seikō.❞

Lun should have just tased moon earlier, before the blood was on luns face. Before that disgusting smell made its way into luns nostrils and filled luns every being with it. You don't smell blood unless there's lots of it, and whenever Clay had smelt blood, someone was close to dying, one time they pretended they were. Either way, lun couldn't take this, the blood had to get off lun.

Clay couldn't let go of William, and moving the taser away was obviously out of the question. Luns heart was racing, and on the inside could slowly start to feel luns world crash all around lun. Talking of romance whilst a knife to lun brought back memories. A kiss. A threat. Another kiss, more forced. The panic that welled up inside lun. Suddenly seeing Apollo there. Why was he there? Clay had stabbed him. Made him fall out a window. But it wasn't Apollo, right? That was the Phantom. At least that's what Clay was told.

Lun couldn't speak for a moment, and had to hold luns breath to be sure lun didn't let that awful smell back in. Luns body had stiffened and despite the fact lun had been drowned in awful memories and flashbacks, lun tried to be sure that whatever consciousness lun had did its best to make sure the kid didn't know lun was freaking out on the inside.

After a good long while, it stopped. It stopped and Clay could figure out what was going on. Something about murder? Apollo? Someone wanted him dead. Not Clay though, of course not Clay. Clay was always fine, it was always Apollo who was in the most danger. Lun felt guilty, he didn't deserve any of that after all. There was also a part about making lun love luns insane alternate? That was never going to happen, no matter what they put lun through.

Now let's just see if Clay could prevent luns words from getting too shaky, or even form decent sentences at this point. Usually at a time like this, Japanese took over English, panic reverting lun to luns native tongue.

❝But why would anyone want Apollo dead? He's an asshole in court, yeah. But still, that's no reason to kill him. He's doing his job. I. I can't believe you're killing for money. That's disgusting.❞

Clay had met multiple murderers in luns life, some of which lun thought were pretty cool. Maybe it was the fact none of them threatened luns boyfriend, or the fact they all seem more collected, or maybe even the fact they weren't Clay, just made them so much better than the kid standing right in front of lun.

❝No one can make me love you. It doesn't work like that. It's only going to make me hate you more. I mean, do you really think I'd love my boyfriends murderer?❞

Lun still hadn't a clue why lun would be on somebody's hit list. Lun never really did a whole lot of anything to make people hate lun. Maybe it was an astronaut thing. Or a GYAXA thing. Actually, it could more than likely just be a Clay Terran thing.

As soon as the knife was pushed forward, Clay jabbed the taser into the other's chest. The trigger wasn't pulled. Shit, why couldn't lun pull it? It wouldn't be the first time lun would have used this. Why the hell couldn't lun do it?

❝Y-Y-You just stay back! You're not attractive! You're not even sane! I'm never going to like you! So if that's all you want just LEAVE!❞

Voice and body trembling, tears pricking at luns vision, panic was just radiating off of Clay. God, lun fucked up with that. Lun was so fucked now, it was ridiculous.

Clay had to give it to his older self - he was managing the threat extremely well. The younger locked his gaze onto the elder’s, almost trying to read what was behind that facade that the other was obviously putting on. Nobody Clay knew liked to have a knife at their chest. He tilted his head to the side as the other talked.

"Hᴀʜᴀ…. ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ɪᴛ, ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ? Yᴏᴜʀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴘʀᴏsᴇᴄᴜᴛᴏʀ ɪs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴅʀᴀɢɢᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜɪs ᴍᴇss ғᴏʀ sᴜʀᴇ - ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜ," he grinned coldly, his eyes holding no warmth. He had taught himself to block out all of those silly little emotions that would distract him from his work. "Iɴ ᴏʀᴅᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ, I ᴍᴜsᴛ ᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏʏғʀɪᴇɴᴅ. I ᴄᴀɴ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀɴʏʙᴏᴅʏ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ - ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʜɪᴍ. Bʏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ɴᴇᴀʀ ʜɪᴍ, ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴘᴜᴛ ʜɪᴍ ɪɴ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ sᴘɪᴇs. I’ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ sᴘʏ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ,"

As soon as the taser was out, a tiny amount of uncertainty flashed in Clay’s eyes, although it would have lasted no more than a heartbeat. The fact that Clay was so close that he could stab the other, meant that unfortunately, the taser was very close to him. The spy stood, unwavering, although his mind had different ideas. He tried to speak normally, but his tone must have betrayed the tiniest amount of his real anxiety.

"Tʜᴇ ᴋɴɪғᴇ ɪs ᴍʏ ʙᴇsᴛ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ. Hᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ… ᴡᴇ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ’ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴜsᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴀsᴇʀ ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ, ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ," he continued, sounding a little weaker than normal. “‘Cᴀᴜsᴇ I ʙᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ sᴛɪʟʟ sᴇᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜɪʀᴛᴇᴇɴ ʏᴇᴀʀ ᴏʟᴅ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴍᴇᴛ," God, Clay hoped that was the case.

"Nᴏ, I ᴀɢʀᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴅɪᴅ ᴛʜɪs ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ. Bᴜᴛ, ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʜᴜʀᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴜɴɪɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ. Dᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜʏ I ʜᴀᴛᴇ ʏᴏᴜ sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ?" he almost growled, not moving an inch. The knife still pressed to luns chest, the taser to his own. If anybody happened to walk by they sure were going to get a shock. "Bᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴀ. Nᴏᴛ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴇʟsᴇ, ᴡʜʏ ᴏɴ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ ᴅɪᴅ ɪᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜ?! Aᴛ ғɪʀsᴛ I ᴡᴀsɴ’ᴛ sᴜʀᴇ. I ᴅɪᴅɴ’ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴜʙᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ᴍɪɴᴅ. Tʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴜʙᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴜsʜ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴄᴀsᴛ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴡᴀs sᴛɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ. Fɪɴᴀʟʟʏ I ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛ ɪᴛ. Yᴇᴛ… ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴛᴜᴘɪᴅ ᴘʀᴏsᴇᴄᴜᴛᴏʀ. Tʜᴀᴛs ᴡʜʏ I ᴍᴜsᴛ ᴋɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ - ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪᴍ,"

There it was - the truth that Clay himself had been hesitant to accept was out in the open. ”Yᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴀɴ ɪᴅɪᴏᴛ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʀɪɢʜᴛ… sᴘᴀᴄᴇ ʙʀᴏ?” Clay murmured, using the old nickname that he used to use when it really felt like he was a brother to the other. ”Aɴᴅ ɴᴏᴡ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪs ᴀ ᴍᴇss, ғᴏʀ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴍᴀɴʏ sᴘɪᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴀɪʟ. Bᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ, I ᴀᴍ ғᴀʀ ғʀᴏᴍ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ,”

#internationalterran #{ inorbit }#{ lit }#violence mention ;;#relationships ;;#blades ;;#ohhh nice!!#you just triggered the overprotective bf good luck #clay just blames lunself for everything nowadays so like yeah this was just another thing lun beat lunself up for #but yeah okie doke!#ohhh that's why i started using lun/lun/lunself!! i liked the idea of moon pronouns #i had also thought about star/stars/starself too because those sound hella cute?? but lunar pronouns bro

Jesus Christ, this kid was insane. Well, if Apollo got an insane alternate, it seemed like Clay had to have one, too. If only lun could have dealt with luns when lun was younger, just like Apollo. Unfortunately, luns alternate had been a sweet kid, and then got all fucked up. Lun just hoped lun didn't get into a fight with luns alternate, that would be a sort of nightmare.

❝Alright kid, I'm gonna tell you this once. You even so much as glance at Apollo and you'll have to worry about more than just a taser being pointed at you. Seriously I don't get what your deal is for me, but he's already gone through enough so leave him alone.❞

Apollo could take care of himself, but lun was going to make sure that the poor guy didn't even need to worry about needing to defend himself from anyone. Clay had already dragged him into enough shit in the past, and now they were having this blissful pause in all the bullshit and some alternate of Clays of all people wasn't going to press play anytime soon.

That uncertain glint in his eyes made Clay's own panic be forced away. At least he was smart enough to know that the elder wasn't shitting around right now, especially when a threat had been placed on luns boyfriend. Way to pick the overprotective boyfriend to mess with, alternate Terran.

❝I've gotta admit, you were pretty cute when you were younger, but seriously? Not only is my life in danger, but you just threatened my boyfriend. Said boyfriend hasn't even done jack shit to you. If you put anymore pressure on my chest, I'm going to tase you.❞

Clay looked more than serious about luns threat. Lun may be the one with a knife to luns chest, but a taser could do some heavy damage to someone as well depending on the voltage.

❝Wait wait, are you saying that you have a knife pressed to my chest with the intention to murder me all because you still have a crush on me? You want to kill my boyfriend because I love him?❞

Clay knew that jealousy was a petty thing, but this was fucking ridiculous. Apollo literally did nothing to this kid, and yet he wants to kill him. Yeah alright, he could do whatever he damn well please with lun, but Apollo had been to hell and back and Clay had devoted the majority of luns time now to be sure Apollo was safe and happy.

❝I'm sorry the thought of me woke you from your coma? I'm sorry you have a crush on your older alternate? I'm sorry I'm in a perfectly happy and healthy relationship? Dude you're not the first one to make an attempt on our lives, we sorta know how to handle these sorts of situations.❞

Personally Clay would have loved it if no one tried to kill them, but being an asshole prosecutor and a famous astronaut really wasn’t a low profile sort of duo.

That comment on how lun was an idiot made lun chuckle a little though. Lun wasn’t the one pointing knives at people and threatening to kill them because they were attractive and had a pretty prosecutor boyfriend.

❝Not as much of a one as you are, Dandelion.❞

There wasn’t any affection in luns tone, or any emotion leaking out at all, really. Lun just sounded ridiculously tired, and maybe just the tiny bit frustrated. That last thing he said though made lun perk up a little, though.

❝You means there’s more of them? Look I know I’m attractive but you guys don’t have to kill me for it. It’s a curse, I know, but give me a break.❞

There's always a time in someones life when they look back at all the shit they've done and how horribly it had effected people and they accept it. They accept the fact tehy can't fix it and can no longer control it, and cleaning up the mess is futile. Basically, they just give in the ability to care. This is currently what is happeneing to Clay Terran: GYAXA's finest asshole.

#{ inorbit }#{ lit }

Clay smirked, knife still held out in front of him and then he forced it forward so the tip of the sharp blade was touching his alternate’s chest - just above his heart. He laughed coldly, a bloodthirsty look filling his hazel eyes.

"Nᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴍᴏʀᴇ sᴜʀᴇ ᴏғ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʟɪғᴇ, ᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ᴍᴇ. Wᴀɴɴᴀ sᴀʏ ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ᴘroᴇsᴄᴜᴛᴏʀ ʙᴏʏғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀs?" he grinned and shook his head mockingly. "I ᴄᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴜᴍʙ ᴅᴏɢ. Aʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀs ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ. Aᴄʀᴏss ᴛʜɪs ᴘᴀᴠᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ. Sᴜʀᴇʟʏ ʏᴏᴜ sᴜsᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴏғ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ɪɴᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ sᴘʏ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴘᴏʟɪᴄᴇ ᴄʀᴇᴡ ɪs ᴀғᴛᴇʀ? Wᴇʟʟ I ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ I’ᴅ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴏʀ ʜᴇʟᴘɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴊᴏʙ - ʙʏ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ sᴜʀᴇ I ᴅɪᴅɴ’ᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏ sᴘᴀᴄᴇ,"

He paused, knife still held out. He was itching to just get it done, but no, he was gonna have a bit of fun first.

"Tʜɪs ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏɴ’ᴛ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ. Tʜᴇʀᴇ’s ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀ ʏᴏᴜ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ. I’ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ," he licked his lips in nervousness before continuing. "Sᴀʏ ɢᴏᴏᴅɴɪɢʜᴛ, ᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ᴍᴇ,"

#internationalterran #{ inorbit }#{ lit }#violence mention ;;#relationships ;;#blades ;;#dog mention ;;#certainly seems like a fun blog at least!!#glad your having fun with him ahaha

Heart racing, the urge to bolt coercing through luns every being, William barking at the threat. It was enough to make any burst into a panic, but lun kept luns cool. Alright, multiple threats have been darted luns way, what's another? It was the reason why Clay always carried something around with lun, but god to use it on luns alternate? Better just to talk things out before things got increasingly worse.

❝First of all, leave my pretty prosecutor boyfriend out of this. Second, I seriously can't believe you, Clay Terran, the exact same Clay Terran who was put into a three year coma due to an international spy assaulting you, turned to be an international spy. In all seriousness kid, I never saw it coming. Why don't you just put the knife down, okay?❞

It certainly seemed like he had that blood crazed look in his eyes. Clay took luns hand out of luns pocket and held out a taser. Yeah, having one around had been necassary after all the shit lun had gone through. It seemed that people really didn't like lun or luns pretty prosecutor boyfriend. The perfect pair of assholes. Lun pointed it at luns alternate, whether lun was going to bluff about using it or not was uncertain.

❝Like, do you seriously want to kill me? I may be an asshole, but I wasn't the one to do all this to you.❞

Clay had spent every waking moment thinking about how shitty lun was for not being there for luns alternate. But to say lun was the cause for the others inability to go to space just didn't seem like the case for lun. Nah, lun wasn't the one to assault the kid first of all. Being threatened like this and being told he was an international spy hurt a lot, but lun wasn't going to let the kid kill lun. Clay had people that lun could still protect and try to make happy, and really lun couldn't let them down by dying just yet. Maybe in a few years, but not right now.

Constellationterran started following you!

Clay actually laughed out loud when he saw his future self. Finally, one of the people he had been hunting down was right in his sight. Hopefully this murder would go the same as all the others. He reached down and slid the pocket knife out of his boot before jumping down in front of his alternate.

"Hᴇʏ… ᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ᴍᴇ! Hᴇʜ… ʟᴏᴏᴋ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʙʟᴇs ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ! Aɴʏ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴡᴏʀᴅs?" he raised the knife in a threatening manner, wondering if lun would try to run away.

#internationalterran #{ inorbit }#{ lit }#as soon as i saw you made this i was like ''aw hell yeah i gotta interact with them''#but hello!!!

This was definitely not how lun wanted to spend luns Sunday evening. Take William out for a walk? Yes. Be threatened with a knife by luns alternate? No. Definitely far from what lun wanted. With one hand still grasping onto the pugs leash, Clay slid luns hand into luns pocket and held onto something. Okay, lun really fucked up with luns alternate. There was no way in hell lun was going to make nice with this guy anymore, was there? Especially if he hated lun to the point where there was a knife. Pointed at lun.

❝Kid are you really, absolutely, one hundred percent sure you wanna do this? Like, I know I'm a piece of shit for not being there for you, but do you seriously wanna...kill me? In front of a dog? You could traumatize the poor dude.❞

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A small frown formed on the younger’s features as he hung his head. (That’s not it. I hate you.)

"Nᴏ, ɴᴏ. I ᴡᴀsɴ’ᴛ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɴʏʙᴏᴅʏ. I ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ…. sᴇᴇ ᴀɴʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ," he whispered. It was true - Clay often stayed cooped up at home due to the scars that littered his face and upper body. He currently had his head bowed so the other couldn’t see.

"Aɴᴅ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ,” Clay muttered crossly at the nickname. There was no way in the world he was letting lun call him that now, no way. ”I ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴛʀᴜsᴛ ʏᴏᴜ,”

Slowly, he lifted his head up, revealing what he looked like now. Clay briefly wondered what lun would say. He shivered, fear coursing through his small being.

#gravityterran #{ inorbit }#{ lit }#yeah i can tell that'd be pretty difficult after a while

It was obvious to anyone that the kid held no warm feelings toward the elder. Shock was replaced by sadness and even the joy that bottled up inside of lun had diminished. True, lun was stil happy the kid was able to be out and about without the risk of fainting - god that was what lun was hoping - but it really did hurt when your own alternate didn't seem to like you, let alone trust you.

Whatever hell Clay had gone through in luns life really didn't seem like a whole lot compared to luns alternate. The kid was nineteen and god, look at him. Clay's wounds were my psychological, and had been healing as of late, but that really didn't seem like it would be the case with him. Luns heart dropped when lun saw the damage done to his face, and if it weren't for the fact lun could feel the sheer hatred radiating off him, lun would have hugged him.

It was a matter of finding the right words to say now, which deemed to be practically impossible. Sorry? I should have been there? I can explain? Pathetic and generic. Those short statements couldn't even convey how awful lun felt, so why even bother forcing them out of luns shoot?

Lun thought for a moment before lun said a single thing, and when the words did come out, they were spoken slowly and carefully.

❝I...Yeah, I don't blame you. Seriously, I should have been there for you kid. I can't even say I have an excuse as to why, since it'd just be a big pile of bullshit you'd be waiting to counter attack. I swear to god if I could just turn back time I'd be there for you. I'd be sure none of that even happened to you. I'm a really shitty alternate, and seriously I don't deserve your trust. I said you were like a little brother to me and well, I guess I'm just not suited to be a big brother, am I?❞

That...that was probably enough for the time being. Lun had more to say, and couldn't say what lun wanted to properly, but hopefully some of what lun wanted to express would be stated in that paragraph lun shot out.

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Constellationterran started following you!

Clay took a step back as he recognised the newcomer. He almost shook, but whether from fear or rage he’d probably never know.

"I-Iᴛ’s ʏᴏᴜ!"

#gravityterran #{ inorbit }#{ lit }#perfectly fine by me! hopefully i can reply to it today too considering i've finally found a way to write a lengthy reply for it

Whether or not Clay should have felt a more negative emotion than ecstatic was beyond lun. The other Terran was not only alive, but walking around. There was absolutely no way to show how lun currently felt with the expression on luns face, so instead of any sort of positive emotion being displaying upon it, only shock stood. Maybe luns body was able to recognize that the other seemed to be on the verge of down right trembling before lun, who knew. It did hurt to have the other tumble away from lun though, it wasn't as if Clay was going to go up to luns alternate and stab him in the chest. Lun dismissed that thought with a rather uncertain sounding

❝Yup, it's me...Sorry, Space Dandelion, I'm sure you were expecting someone else.❞

❝ So you smooth-talked him into having a one night stand with you? During your first meeting? Are we talking about the same person? The ex-boss I’m talking about is professional, secretive and a perfectionist. There’s no confirming that the leaf would like that. There’s no confirming that the leaf would’ve even consented to that. Oh boy, I knew I wouldn’t regret my choice of not going to parties. ❞

#timewornjustice #{ inorbit }#{ lit }#nsfw text ;;

❝Yup that's right, it's not all too uncommon, dude. Happens all the time, not to me of course. That hasn't happened since that one time with Gavin. Pretty sure we're talking about the same ex-boss, certainly was perfection if you know what I mean. There's no confirming that the leaf wouldn't like it. There's absolutely no confirming that the leaf wouldn't consent to that. Well it's not like they were all that bad, like I've been to some pretty mild ones before. There was absolutely no leaf fucking involved in those, I assure you.❞

❝ I’d be after your head if we ever had to clean the ceiling again thanks to your horrendous cooking skills. ❞

As far as he’d known Clay, lun was never able to make something actually edible using a stove. And really, he wasn’t going to try to teach lun how to make anything using one. Apollo had a gut feeling that trying to teach Clay would only make everything worse, and he refused to risk any exploding food or huge fires.

❝ Well, you should have. Well, if you’ve really tried before and they didn’t explode, fine, maybe I won’t blame you so much for this time. But you know, I’m still pretty sure that you can’t blame the stove or the pancake batter for this. I’m quite positive that it’s still your cooking skills. ❞