Magic Mirror

The Perfection of NATURE Is just false words. Unless Taken from the Winds And taken from Stones >{Written by Tuna}<

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also me; but u gotta}

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bad idea starters.

❛on a scale of one to ten… how illegal do you think doing this is?❜

❛okay, but, consider this: i don’t care. i’m gonna do it.❜

❛there are certain moments where i consider you someone with brilliant ideas and a good future. this is not one of those moments.❜

❛how hard is it to do a wheelie on a motorcycle? how many feet can you go, doing a wheelie, without crashing?❜

❛it’s three in the morning and i’m bored and you’re the only one awake. let’s break into a gas station store.❜

❛WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT FILL UP A “SUPER BIG GULP” CUP WITH 5 HOUR ENERGY AND CHUG THE WHOLE THING. MY HEART HAS EITHER STOPPED COMPLETELY OR IS BEATING SO FAST THAT I CAN’T FEEL MY OWN PULSE.❜

❛is it a bad idea to use mountain dew instead of milk in your cereal?❜

❛i heard if you suck up enough helium, your voice starts to sound really squeaky… wanna go buy some balloons?❜

❛can you cook bacon with a hair straightener? asking for a friend.❜

❛yes, i did beat him up and i will not apologize.❜

❛complaining helps the situation, like, not at all.❜

❛sooooo, i kind of adopted a puppy.❜

[txddybearenthusiast]

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txddybearenthusiast:

“ Russell can give both opinions, probably. Hes bumped into me a few times- or well id bump into him. I think the others think of his lack of appendages from his travels. I dont blame them for that though” 

 Everyones heard his stories. Multiple times probably. He ‘wrote’ down the name, already seeming to have started to compile the list of people. 

“ If we dont get enough then we could probably interview him for both sides. Who would you recommend chatting with for the other side? I was think Lumpy honestly. ”

      — ❝No.❞ He stated bluntly, brow furrowing, ❝Lumpy’s too much of a friendly idiot, so I doubt he’ll give us something worth putting down. – He’d ask more questions than you would, and then feel guilty after on. No, I’m thinking of people like Cuddles. And my cousin Toothy. They seem like good ideas.❞

[txddybearenthusiast]

He inwardly nodded. While Lumpy did do offhand things and didnt think before he spoke, everyone knew he meant well with everything he did. His pen slid to cross off a jumble of writing, assumed to have said lumpy. 

“ True...  Cuddles and Toothy may be the best place to start. Though, I dont speak to them too much... Nor do they talk to me much either, if at all. I dont know what they say ”

Come to think of it, he hardly spoke to people in general. Other than Andy, Sniffles and Lumpy, he would only speak in passing to others. 

“ I was going to offer seeing Lifty and Shifty- but I dont trust them, or anything they say ”

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Even though it was just a second, just one split second that their lips parted, he already missed the feeling. 

“ I shouldve stood under this ages ago ” He spoke up, barely able to finish it before the gap between their lips closed. 

  With a pull, he tightened his grip around the others waist, slightly tempted to dip him back. That might ruin the mood though. This time, Maurice took to nibbling on Andy’s lower lip. 

       — Damn.

 Andy was inwardly laughing to himself. He hadn’t felt like that since college. Boy, this was gonna be awkward next time they encountered each other. Is it possible to be more than friends?

        Perhaps. Maybe. 

   Now it was his partner that did the lip nibbling, and he accepted it with closed eyes and a smile. nubs dipping down from shoulders to his upper back. He responded by lightly licking his lip, a hum vibrating in his throat. Maurice was right. They should’ve done this years ago. This was so pleasant and his lips were so warm. Andy let his doubt slide away.

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A slender hand lifted from Andy’s shoulder, lightly caressing his cheek, forgetting about the world around them. Focused completely on just the two, for this moment. 

     A happy, content sigh seemed to escape him, this felt. Natural. Like it was always meant to be, to happen. It may have taken years, but it was long worth it all in his own opinion. 

Then, the world returned to Maurice. This was not the very ideal place to be doing this. Where anyone could walk by and notice them. 

Though he didnt wish to pull away, he longed to stay in this moment forever, he did. But he didnt speak a word, a small smile lifted the ends of his lips, his cloudy eyes seemed to be bright and almost looked like they could see.

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txddybearenthusiast:

Nodding, more to himself than anything, he pulled a piece of paper from the many numerous that were scattered near him.

“ .. First, we would need to get it checked over with the editors. But, since im the editor Im going to say yes- of course. ”

He pulled a pen from seemingly nowhere, probably a pocket in his overside trenchcoat like jacket, writing messily on the paper. It probably looked like chicken scratch. Could he even actually write?

“ We have to get details from people who are Disabled, like you and me, and their opinions on such topics like how deigned the people of the town are towards us. Then we can go and interview other, able bodied people to find out why they view us as such ” 

 — HA! Way to bend the rules to your favor. Surely nobody can go against this? Andy casually eyed the notepad. The writing was near-impossible to decipher though, but Andy merely shrugged it off. At least he might be able to understand. His blindness worked in strange ways, just like Andy’s handicap.

❝There’s Russell, but I’m not 100% sure if he’s a good person to interview. Yeah, he’s missing an arm and a leg, but nobody seems to patronize him for that. I guess you can say he fits into both categories?❞

[txddybearenthusiast]

“ Russell can give both opinions, probably. Hes bumped into me a few times- or well id bump into him. I think the others think of his lack of appendages from his travels. I dont blame them for that though” 

 Everyones heard his stories. Multiple times probably. He ‘wrote’ down the name, already seeming to have started to compile the list of people. 

“ If we dont get enough then we could probably interview him for both sides. Who would you recommend chatting with for the other side? I was think Lumpy honestly. ”

[goteambravo]

“You hurt others because they hurt you.” {I finally got back into rping B :3c }

Bravowoman gave the other a stare that was something like a mix of surprise, offense, and… perhaps even a little bit of hurt. She was quick to harden her exterior and looked away before responding, “I hurt them to protect them. I can’t afford to let them get too close to me. It’s too dangerous.”

[txddybearenthusiast]

Maurice lightly shook his head. Though he could understand why she had the thinkings of that, he also didnt know of close relations.

“ Life is full of Danger. “

Despite himself being blind, his eyes peered over the darkened glasses, almost as if he could see.

“ Just because you see things as dangerous to someone, doesnt mean they are not smart and cant handle themselves in situations. ” 

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The roar of his own rushing blood was loud in his ears, and he was almost sure that anyone close enough could have heard it. The closeness that the kiss brought also gave the ability to notice things that Maurice would not have noticed before.

   The sweet smell of hardwood, a hint of mocha latte on his breath. 

 The hand that held his cane loosened, letting it clatter to the ground with little noise. The arm slipped around Andy’s waist, pulling the slight shorter one close. He didnt want to break the kiss, though yet, he couldnt breath. It wouldnt be a crime to steal another one right after, right?

    — He needed to breathe, perhaps Maurice needed too. Andy began to feel lightheaded. Was it bliss or lack of air? Deciding not to answer, he broke the kiss, a soft, breathy chuckle disrupting his gasp for air, their lips still very close. He loved his feeling.

        ❝Oh God,❞ He was grinning, repressing a laugh. His lips looked puffy and slightly bruised (’ah geez, i did that’), and before another word came out he was kissing him again, a little more fervently. 

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Even though it was just a second, just one split second that their lips parted, he already missed the feeling. 

“ I shouldve stood under this ages ago ” He spoke up, barely able to finish it before the gap between their lips closed. 

  With a pull, he tightened his grip around the others waist, slightly tempted to dip him back. That might ruin the mood though. This time, Maurice took to nibbling on Andy’s lower lip. 

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txddybearenthusiast:

A chuckle escaped his lips, the understanding of the others frustration towards the others was all too similar. It wasnt like he hadnt been annoyed by it in the beginning, he had just learned to move past what the others tried to do, or say. Although every now and again some kinds of comments irk him.

“ Id hope we would be considered friends ” He lightly joked, “ Else we wouldnt be sitting here having this chat. ”

Perhaps he should write about how people tend to look down upon people that dont or cant do things other people cant. The thought had never occurred to him before

“ I could write in the papers about how these things make us feel, we could also check in with Mime, seeing how he cannot speak either ”

         — Oh yes, Maurice was full of good ideas. Andy raised an eyebrow, but he was slowly nodding. The idea began to sound more appealing the more he considered it. Perhaps someone needed to open up their eyes, show them that they didn’t appreciate the patronizing attitude of others.

— ❝Shit, I’m liking that idea. Okay, so how do we go about it?❞

[txddybearenthusiast]

Nodding, more to himself than anything, he pulled a piece of paper from the many numerous that were scattered near him.

“ .. First, we would need to get it checked over with the editors. But, since im the editor Im going to say yes- of course. ”

He pulled a pen from seemingly nowhere, probably a pocket in his overside trenchcoat like jacket, writing messily on the paper. It probably looked like chicken scratch. Could he even actually write?

“ We have to get details from people who are Disabled, like you and me, and their opinions on such topics like how deigned the people of the town are towards us. Then we can go and interview other, able bodied people to find out why they view us as such ” 

[littlemusingthings]

❝no matter how much  s u f f e r i n g  we go through,           you never want to let go of those memories ❞ 

[txddybearenthusiast]

Peace cannot be kept by force;               it can only be achieved by understanding

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txddybearenthusiast:

His next remark wasnt able to be spoken, as he felt the rough bandaging of what he knew. Then rough, chapped lips against his own. Dull, glassy blue eyes widened with surprise, hadnt thought beforehand that this could occur. Rose red seemed to flourish into life lightly upon his face.

–Though, not that Maurice was going to complain in the slightest. Had he planned for this? Probably not. His hand lowered from where it still hovered, touching the holly, settling comfortably onto Andys shoulder. 

The once tight lipped smile softened, molding into the kiss. The Caress of his lips against his own was softer than Maurice had imagined. 

        — He’s good. Oh God, did he really think that? Was he really just kissing his pal? Oh lord. Andy never found himself attracted to men like this. You’d think after all these years he’d knew his sexuality by now, but it seems this world liked to find new ways to surprise him.

   This felt so good, Andy didn’t stop to think about what’d happen next. Moaning softly, he titled his head and lightly nipped at his bottom lip, halting his thoughts right there and now.

[txddybearenthusiast]

The roar of his own rushing blood was loud in his ears, and he was almost sure that anyone close enough could have heard it. The closeness that the kiss brought also gave the ability to notice things that Maurice would not have noticed before.

   The sweet smell of hardwood, a hint of mocha latte on his breath. 

 The hand that held his cane loosened, letting it clatter to the ground with little noise. The arm slipped around Andy’s waist, pulling the slight shorter one close. He didnt want to break the kiss, though yet, he couldnt breath. It wouldnt be a crime to steal another one right after, right?

[txddybearenthusiast]

{ Ive forgotten how much i love writing lmao }

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txddybearenthusiast:

He did consider Andy a hero, but not because of what he did despite his disabilities. He was a hero in his own mind because of how hard he worked, how inspired he seemed to get when talking about what he loved to do, how he generally acted.

“ Its hard out there for people like us, and there will always be people who want to congratulate us on pushing past the things they see difficult to us. Theres people who try to help despite not needing help, and some just see sadness where life could be “

The cup he held was mostly cold, yet he took another sip to ponder his thoughts.

“ Most people dont pay attention to me talking, your one of the people who do. I quite appreciate that, I dont believe I ever told you.”

            — ❝Is it necessary to look down on us like we’re stupid toddlers though? Think they’re superior because they’re able-bodied and we’re not. I hate the pity they give me too,❞ He sighed, ❝We’re clearly getting along just as fine, so for fuck’s sake, why make a big hoot of it.❞

Andy slowly shook his head. And people still don’t comprehend why he was so bitter all the time, so frustrated with the entire town sometimes. He didn’t want to go back to anger management class, but Maurice’s calm empathy was like a cool splash of water distinguishing the flames of his anger. How different they are, and yet Andy was still fond of him.

        — ❝We’re friends, aren’t we?❞ He gave a weary smile, ❝We workers gotta stick together.❞

[txddybearenthusiast]

A chuckle escaped his lips, the understanding of the others frustration towards the others was all too similar. It wasnt like he hadnt been annoyed by it in the beginning, he had just learned to move past what the others tried to do, or say. Although every now and again some kinds of comments irk him.

“ Id hope we would be considered friends ” He lightly joked, “ Else we wouldnt be sitting here having this chat. ”

Perhaps he should write about how people tend to look down upon people that dont or cant do things other people cant. The thought had never occurred to him before

“ I could write in the papers about how these things make us feel, we could also check in with Mime, seeing how he cannot speak either ”

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It was quiet for a moment. Just for a moment.

Before Maurice burst out with a unusually loud laugh. A slender arm lifted, reached up to feel for the sharp leaves of holly and its poisonous berries.

Yep, thats mistletoe alright.

“ This is why you stopped? Does that mean you want a kiss from me? ”

Yet, before Andy could get a chance to respond to the teasing, he leaned down just a tad, pressing a soft kiss onto his nose.

  — ❝No, goddamnit! I was just, you were–❞ Oh…. His cheeks burned at the teasing but even moreso when he kissed his nose. A sudden pleasant warmth spread from his face to his collarbone. Oh God, Maurice, this was so uncharacteristic of you. You’re so cute, fuckin’..

              ❝Fuck you,❞ He mumbled under his breath. Next thing he knew, his stumps bought the taller person’s face down and Andy was pressing his lips against the other’s.

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His next remark wasnt able to be spoken, as he felt the rough bandaging of what he knew. Then rough, chapped lips against his own. Dull, glassy blue eyes widened with surprise, hadnt thought beforehand that this could occur. Rose red seemed to flourish into life lightly upon his face.

--Though, not that Maurice was going to complain in the slightest. Had he planned for this? Probably not. His hand lowered from where it still hovered, touching the holly, settling comfortably onto Andys shoulder. 

The once tight lipped smile softened, molding into the kiss. The Caress of his lips against his own was softer than Maurice had imagined. 

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txddybearenthusiast:

“ Me? ”

The flicker of surprise that echoed in his voice was unmistakable. Maurice hadnt expected that to be said. He was a quiet, solemn person, who took long times to think in conversations. If, he would even speak. He mostly listened, infact.

“ Why would you miss me? ”

— ❝You sound surprised,❞ Andy noted calmly, blinking slowly from coffee cup to his friend, ❝A lot of people in this goddamn town are either idiots or assholes, honestly. – And they have the nerve to patronize me, saying I’m such a hero just because I get by without hands. And I’m responsible for building or repairing most of their shit. I’m sick of it,❞ He scowled.

❝But you? You’ve never done that. Hell, you know what’s it like. You’re calm and quiet and you’re always pleasant company.❞

[txddybearenthusiast]

He did consider Andy a hero, but not because of what he did despite his disabilities. He was a hero in his own mind because of how hard he worked, how inspired he seemed to get when talking about what he loved to do, how he generally acted.

“ Its hard out there for people like us, and there will always be people who want to congratulate us on pushing past the things they see difficult to us. Theres people who try to help despite not needing help, and some just see sadness where life could be “

The cup he held was mostly cold, yet he took another sip to ponder his thoughts.

“ Most people dont pay attention to me talking, your one of the people who do. I quite appreciate that, I dont believe I ever told you.”