Jou didn’t think anything Atem did as friend, or pharaoh for that matter, had ever really been pointless. He kept that thought to himself for now, however, as he felt his friend needed to unload a bit of luggage; even if Atem seemed to be at peace with it. Maybe he wanted to make sure Jou knew.
He put a few more nuts in his mouth, chewing silently as the conversation went on. It was kind of strange, he thought, they were talking about something so heavy with much more levity than before. It felt like they reminiscing more than anything, and they were in a way, he supposed.
“The heart wants what it wants, ain’t no fault’a yours I fell so hard for you.” He chuckled a bit at the thought of them stumbling into a relationship and moving in together and becoming fiancés, only for it to fall apart in the same span of time. It was straight out of those dime novels his mom used to read, or the soap operas his granny watched. But their friendship had been too strong to be destroyed by them wanting different things. “It’s... Well, they are good memories - great memories, even - but they can be a bit bittersweet at times...” He said this with a smile, not at all regretting even the painful moments.
His eyes flit to his friend as they go quiet. The silence was not anything uncomfortable, just quiet after they’d talked so much; Jou wasn’t sure if Atem was berating himself for not remembering their first kiss, or trying to think of something to say now.
Jou would be lying though, if he said he didn’t feel even but a twinge of disappointment at Atem’s admission. But this was good, too, Better, in a way, that they got to... update each other on where things stood. On where their feelings stood.
Jou’s eyes up flit to Atem’s as he spoke, and the reply that was coming stuck in his throat; the “don’t apologize” never came because a surprised squeak escaped his mouth instead.
“Oh. Wow, okay,” he stammered out. He’d not been expecting that in the least, and heat flared up his cheeks as he recalled the details of their first time. A smile spread on his lips. Atem was right, the memory was not as... “romantic” as sharing a first kiss, but it sure was a pretty damned cherished memory of Jou’s. Heated, passionate, and... romantic, too, if he’d allow himself to think that way. “I wouldn’t say it... isn’t romantic, but I’m also sure there was probably some more enchantin’ way to go about initiating that...” He chuckled, glancing at Atem fondly. Extending his hand, he gently brushed his fingers against Atem’s arm.
“I’d say it’s also one’a my most cherished memories,” he added with a cheeky grin and a playful wink - his cheeks were still a bit flushed.
TL;DR: Finals wrecked my insomniac ass for half of summer vacation, work took up most of my time, and I will be publishing a book while returning to school. Also I will be coming back! :P
He had started munching on small pack of nuts he had found in his bag, using it as a small but welcome distraction. It wasn’t like Jou regretted bringing up the memory, or feelings, the two had shared. There was just something about the way Atem was – like the warm aura of the setting sun on a slow summer day – that simply made you reminisce whether you had wanted to or not; or rather, whether it was intentional or not.
Jou would never actually want to forget those memories, no matter how painful they might’ve once been. He simply didn’t have as many memories as someone as old as Atem did, he felt like he ought to remember all he could.
« I, uh, yeah. I mean, it ain’t like I wrote it down in my diary – or that I would’ve if I had one, ‘cuz I’m not organized enough t’keep track of stuff like that, » he started saying, aware that he was already rambling aimlessly. Jou ate some more nuts, careful to chew before he spoke. As he ate, he offered some to Atem, because he wasn’t a complete jerk, and he wasn’t all that hungry to begin with.
« I just, I dunno, it’s one’a those things I can’t forget… Like when I saw Shizuka after her operation, or graduated high school wit’ the gang… » He shrugged; a bit lost for words at the moment. « Even if I wanted, I think it’ll stick with me ‘til I’m old an’ grey. »
Jou didn’t feel the hurt or disappointment he thought he would feel when he learned of Atem’s habit. It did sting a bit, but that was just how these things were – time healed all wounds, but sometimes it sure did take a lot of time. He allowed himself a smile.
« Well, y’know me, I was never one t’do things half assed. Unless yer talkin’ about homework. Never did get the hang’a that. » He added a little joke for levity; he wanted to show Atem he wasn’t as hurt anymore. Having him in his life as a friend meant more than the what-ifs and all that. « It’s okay, t’not wanna hurt, even if it means not enjoyin’ some things. Better safe, than sorry, I think is how it goes? » He offered Atem a hopefully supportive smile.
TL;DR: Finals wrecked my insomniac ass for half of summer vacation, work took up most of my time, and I will be publishing a book while returning to school. Also I will be coming back! :P
For those who didn't know - which I now realize might be most of the people who follow this account - last semester I finished my bachelor's degree (essentially, I had to publish a book as a final project, I have another post on here for anyone interested). For anyone involved in RP, it goes without saying how much writing can become time consuming for a more-or-less grand result.
Being that I had other classes and work, my sleep schedule took the sidelines. Really, I've been an insomniac since 9th grade and I'd been pushing myself HARD. For most of the semester, I would sleep 5-6 days; which lowered to 3-4 days/week as the semester went on.
You can pretty easily guess where this is going. I fell ill. Many times. I must've missed all in all a week's worth of work (working part-time that translates to more or less two weeks spread out across the month of may).
I've been working mostly full time since; average 35 hours a week, at a reallyyyyy shitty place. I've not worked on any of my fics, or even posted that much on my art platforms, but!
I got a book deal! That's right, with a PUBLISHER!!! I'm currently working on the final points before he sends me the contract and I'll officially publish my first book professionally!!!! (For details, send an ask or PM, or hmu on discord!)
I just wanted to give you guys an update. I miss this, so, so much, but life had some hurdles I needed to jump. I will be going back to school coming September, to work on a degree in 3D Animation; but I've made sure to limit work to 15 hours a week to make time formy book and hobbies. Expect me to return for at least 1 day a week!
I finally got my book today! I'm so proud, I PUBLISHED something! It has an ISBN and its going into the national archives! I'll share the post later today after my shift
Yes! That’s what I’ve been doing this semester (well, and past semester, but whatever): working on a comic that I’m printing and publishing! It has an ISBN and everything!
Set to release April 18th 2019, Columbus is the story of a small dog saving his village from a bear with the helps of the Queen’s Knights!
Set in a high-fantasy, animal world, Columbus features sword fighting, magic, and is absolutely packed with action!
💟- Wildcard!!! -> ❣- A memory that leaves them laughing
« Oh man… » There’salready the breath of a chuckle on his lips. A myriad of summer days spent withHonda trying to fix up his first bike come to mind, among other things. Thosewere the days…
« Nah man, I’m prettysure it ain’t s’posse ta make that kinda noise… » Jou had said, steppingaway from the bike, a glorified hunk of rusted junk.
« Oh yeah? And Isuppose YOU’RE the one who’s been fixing this baby up these past few months,then? No? Gee, I’m so surprised! She’s just quirky is all… Don’t listen to him,baby, » Honda replied, turning to pat the side of the bike. « Now, listen tothis baby ROAR! »
Just as he revved theengine – which was already making a high-pitched squealing sort of noise – itscreeched and belched. Then, everything happened one thing after the other: thebike sharted a huge oil stain all over the floor and the wall 5 feet away; theengine promptly died; and the bike fell apart…
« Honda was not a happy monkey when the first thingI did was fall over laughin’… but he got chucklin’ too when I fell over in theengine grease. Hard to keep a straight face when I think’a that day. »
“No, I’m not letting you go. It’s too early to get out of bed.” 😘
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« Yeah, yer right, » he replied with a sigh. The sun was just starting to rise up, and the warm rays were filtering through the curtains. « Can I at least open th’curtains? Be a shame t’miss the sun rise, just ‘cuz I gotta star of my own in bed next t’me, y’know~? »
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