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Post by Moon on Mar 29, 2014 0:29:46 GMT -8
(no ish perfect and cute XD)
Mimi felt her heart leap into her throat when she saw him stand up. She nearly made an attempt to grab a hold of his arm, but she stopped short fearing she had disappointed him. "No no no, it really was pretty it's just that." She sighed and straightened up. "Truth is, I'm not very...smart. I mean, I have plenty of knowledge about what will keep you alive in the forest but when it comes to books and stuff like that, I uh don't seem so smart." She felt her cheeks flush bright red with embarrassment.
She finally worked up the courage to grab his hand, trying her best to ignore his raging emotions. She offered him a small smile. "Not exactly. It works more like the flow of a river and I'd be a beaver dam in the river. I can either redirect emotions and put emphasis on another emotion or I can stop the feeling of an emotion altogether." She dropped her gaze to her hand on his. "Of course, tends to only work if the person allows me to do so."
"Well, actually I don't really know." She giggled and scratched the back of her neck. "I mean, I pretty much told you why I was out here, but as to where I'm going. That's still up in the air." She blinked and put a finger to her chin. "I suppose anywhere you're headed is a good enough destination for me." Despite herself, she blushed at her forwardness. Almost immediately her confidence faded and she glanced up at him with cautious eyes. "Er, I mean, if that's okay with you."
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Post by clouds just clouds on Mar 30, 2014 0:34:32 GMT -8
Zachariah whirled to face her and his brows collapsed. "What? Mimi, no. I just spend all my time reading, and it's pointless because it's not going to get me anywhere. I know metaphors, and similes, but not basic survival." His breath hitched. "Well, I suppose I've survived this long, but barely." He looked down at their hands and twisted his so he could tangle his fingers in hers. Closing his eyes, he took in a deep breath and held it. Concentrating, his wildest emotions calmed and trickled, becoming something like a steady beat of a heart.
His teal eyes opened and watched her face. Truthfully, he felt guilty about his raging emotions. Rylan was more unaffected by his emotions because of his detachment and the dormant race that slept in him, but Zachariah heard Rylan explaining it before. He didn't want to make Mini uncomfortable. Warmth seeped through their knotted fingers, and at first he wondered if Mimi produced it, except it didn't feel like a product of magic. He listened to her, but kept his eyes down.
And then she asked. His hand twitched and tried to wrench out of hers, but their locked fingers didn't allow him this freedom, and it was too late. Embarrassment stormed through him, but then lust and hope followed after that. He dared to look up, guilty. "I'm sorry, I couldn't stop them," he blurted. Embarrassment fueled him even more now because he felt helpless and it was never a good thing to be looked at as a horn dog. What scared him the most, though, was the hope. Because hope inspired love, and love was dangerous and frightening. Love swirled, stronger than the lust, but quieter than it. Zachariah took a deep breath and tried to stop them. "Gods Mimi, are you okay? I didn't make you sick, did I?" Worry filled him, finally, and dispelled his secrets. "I'm not use to controlling my emotions, I mean, gods, Damos too, right? Fuck!"
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Post by Moon on Mar 31, 2014 22:47:08 GMT -8
She sighed, relieved that his emotions had calmed down a bit. It wasn't much of a burden, rather it had been quite some time since she had felt emotions from another person. To be frank, it almost was giving her a case of mental whiplash but she did not mind. It was far better than drowning in her own pool of raging emotions. Even if a bit straining, it was truly refreshing in a sense. Any kind of mental stimulation was refreshing her case.
Mimi was tempted to help him sort through his emotions, but she stopped short. To deprive him of feeling anything but what she dictated would be completely wrong, even if he did struggle a bit. Despite what she thought of herself, Mimi was quite smart. Or rather she was clever enough to figure out what being a shadow might do to a person, emotionally. As far as she could judge her hunch was spot on. His awkwardness with emotion was likely due to his having to pretend to be another person. (And Moony's ability to pull psychology stuff from her butt XDD sorryforpsychoanolyzingZach)
Zach's sudden attempt threw Mimi off balance and she crashed into his chest. The intensity of lust and hope made Mimi's body tense as his emotions overpowered her own. As soon as it began it ended, and Mimi groaned with the effort it took to contain herself and keep her composure. She glanced up at him, still in a bit of a haze. "No no, it's fine."
She heard Damos snort in annoyance from having his rest disturbed. She glanced down at his paws and almost laughed aloud at the claw marks she saw there. One excuse is all I need to handicap him.
Now she couldn't help herself and burst out into laughter. Aww don't be mad, Old Man. He could add some excitement into your life. She turned back to Zach, feeling the lingering sensation of lust dance about her mind. "It was just...so intense and sudden I didn't expect that. It's only negative emotions that make me sick. So I suppose, right now lust is very positive." She trailed off in thought for a moment. Though her eyes snapped back to him at the mention of that word. A mischievous smile pulled at her lips and she stretched up to whisper in his ear. "Yes, we could do that too." Despite her current bravado fueled by Zach's lust she was blushing beet red.
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Post by clouds just clouds on Mar 31, 2014 23:16:53 GMT -8
(LOLOL noooo no sorrriess)
Horror filled Zachariah's face and slowly became deep red. His pulse thrummed in his throat and he watched Mimi with wide-eyes, unsure of how to respond to her. His brows collapsed and he cleared in throat. And then he gave up. Instead of stuttering a response, he let his head fall onto her shoulder. There, he let his burning forehead rest and he worked on controlling his breath.
Lust was one of the new emotions he had recently been exposed to, when his body grew and certain areas grew too. Once he found that he could control himself once more, he lifted his head and gave an embarrassed smile. "I think I was also panicking about the fact that you.. know exactly what I am feeling." His smile became slightly distracted, and he reached to slightly trace her chin. "I wish I could be more mysterious to you." His eyes fluttered down. Cooler. He dropped his hand and smiled slightly, the corner of his lips pulling up.
"Traveling with you sounds great. I don't really know where I'm going either, though, Mimi." Get off the topic, off the awkward topic. Don't even think about it. Nope. He managed to keep his smile and watched her, somewhat apologetically.
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Post by Moon on Apr 1, 2014 21:11:03 GMT -8
Zachariah may have had the ability to calm himself, but Mimi was completely taken in by the feeling of lust. Such pure unadulterated lust made her inner goddess writhe with pleasure and she felt herself squirming with desire. She didn't care how odd it looked, or felt. SHE WANTED THE D AND SHE WANTED IT BAD. She felt her inner thighs burn and she pressed herself against him making sure to rub her massive melons against his chest. She moaned in pleasure and stretched up to whisper once again in his ear. "Babe I want it so bad you have know idea. And I will have you whether you like it or not."
She pushed him over and straddled his chest, leaning down to catch his big juicy lips with her own. She nibbled his bottom lip as she continued to advance upon him.
Before anything else could happen, however, a massive thundercloud rolled over head. It began to rain molten gumdrops like no tomorrow. Mimi reeled back in pain and screamed "No! Not gumdrops! My only weakness!" and dove for cover. A pile of gumdrops covered her and she became encased in the sticky stuff. white liquid began to ooze from the molten gumdrops. Because melted candy turns white, duh! Don't know what you were thinking, but that was what came rushing out of the mound. Oh and Damos, confused by all this broke the 4th wall and quite his day job to become the first male wolf stripper. He prefers to now go by the name SIR FLUFFUL BOTTOMS WITH A CHERRY ON TOP. And somewhere in the distance you can probably hear Chance screaming bloody murder, Annabelle rocking herself back and forth why saying "it will be okay", and Moony's dignity go flying out the window.
(MOONY PROUDLY PRESENTS TO YOU THE WORST BAD "FANFICTION" SHE'S EVER WRITTEN! SHE HOPES YOU'RE HAPPY BECAUSE SHE TOOK EVERY SINGLE BAD SEXUAL IDEA FROM HORRIBLE FANFICTIONS! YOU ARE WELCOME! ps April Fooooools~ I will write a serious post later but I couldn't resist XP LOL)
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Post by Moon on Apr 2, 2014 6:44:09 GMT -8
She giggled nervously feeling her confidence leave her. She was mentally kicking herself for letting herself be entranced by his emotions. She felt his head on her shoulder and she wrapped her arms around him. For his sake and her own she pushed a wave of calm toward him. She shivered as the warmth of lust and embarrassment left her system. "Sorry..." Mimi cleared her throat, trying to focus on the calm. "that was really forward. I, uh, don't know what I was thinking."
Oh yes you do. I'm just glad you have enough sense not to act on it. Damos, obviously still sour about both his nap and the raging hormones, had made his way over to the pair. He pushed himself between them, acting as a sort of buffer.
Mimi glanced down at him with a frown as she was forced to let go of Zach. She crouched down to his level and poked his nose. Why are you so salty all of a sudden huh? Just last night you said you were grateful from him being here. Now you want him to leave? Which is it?
Damos growled and stared straight at Mimi. You should know exactly why Mimi! The last time a man was this nice to you he stole your maidenhead! I will not sit idly by and watch it happen again. His shoulders slumped forward and he padded over to her. A soft whine rolled from him as he nuzzled her cheek. I don't want you to experience that again. I don't want to see you shut down and shut everyone out...including me.
Mimi felt a sad smile twist her lips. She remembered that time all too well. She glanced up at Zachariah, her eyes searching his. She never once felt malice from him and she trusted him, despite the one lie he had told her she had understood his reasons. But this is Zach. He'd never do anything to hurt me. "No, I like you just the way you are, easy to read. It makes me feel closer to you and it makes you easier to trust." She dropped her eyes and felt them begin to wander about the treeline again.
An amused smile tugged at her lips. "Then we can just get lost together." She gave Damos a final squeeze before straightening up. She snapped her fingers and her eyes lit up. "What about this? We could just go back to Big Bro-" She caught herself again and only laughed at her old habit. "I mean, we could go look for Chance. I don't know if I found what I was supposed to find on this trip, but I know I'm glad that I found you and that's enough for me."
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Post by clouds just clouds on Apr 2, 2014 20:52:28 GMT -8
(LOL YOu're sooo so cute)
Zachariah couldn't say much before Damos squeezed between them. Shock made him stumble away and he glanced away guiltily, but he clung onto the calmness that Mimi passed onto him. Reaching up, he scratched his chin in thought and watched their silent exchange. A ghost of a smile lifted his lips. Jeremiah and him could do that. Not literally, but all it took was one look to understand what the other wanted.
Sometimes, it had felt like he could feel the pain that Jeremiah felt. He took in a small breath and smiled lightly up at the two of them. "Does Damos want a man-to-man talk? I'll give him my ear, if he wants." He chuckled lightly and reached up to rub the back of his head.
Laughter left him, and his brows came together. "Big brother? You still call him that? That's so cute!" Suddenly, he paled and looked at Mimi with wide eyes. "Chance? Oh no, he never liked me. I-I guess we could, but... I feel like he would skin me on sight..." He rubbed down the sudden goosebumps that popped up on his skin. If Chance ever knew what he just felt for Mimi, he was sure that he would lose a certain appendage that belongs only to males.
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Post by Moon on Apr 3, 2014 10:54:29 GMT -8
(XDD Nuuu you are~ Also, are they gonna be their own group or go back with Chance? I'm cool with whatever~)
Mimi giggled and glanced down at Damos. She scratched behind his ear, a small smile on her lips. "He's just a worry wort." Her smile faltered, however, when she thought back to his warning. She really did trust Zachariah without a doubt, but she did wonder if she could tell him her inner most secret. Something she hadn't even told Chance, but she was sure he had been able to piece together most of it. For a moment she felt uncertainty cloud her thought and her brow knitted together.
She shook her head with a sigh, both in response to his claim and to clear her thoughts. "I think he just thought you were going to take me away from him or something like that. It's a big brother thing. Anyway, I'm sure he won't skin you. At least, he won't if he knows you were the reason I'm still here."
She felt herself zoning out again and she ran a hand through her hair. Trust was never her strong point and she continued to struggle with trusting people even after she had befriended them. Another sigh and she glanced up at Zach with serious eyes. "Ah, actually, before anything else. I...feel like there's something you should know. It wouldn't be right to keep it from you, since you trusted me enough to tell me about your past."
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Post by clouds just clouds on Apr 6, 2014 22:29:57 GMT -8
(They can be whatever you want them to be xD im sure Chance would love to wipe iff the dust thay has collected on him)
Zachariah let out a breath. His eyes fell to the ground. He felt a constipated writer. Yes, he told her what happened, but he didn't tell the story. He gave her facts and accounts of what he had been through, but not exactly what he had been through. Feeling, what he felt, was not given to her. The suppression, the oppression, all of it, suffocated him, in Jeremiah's shadow. She didn't understand that when they were little and she called him Jayjay it was betrayal. She didn't understand that through the years Jayjay became a curse, and that Zachariah felt like a small bug being crushed under the weight of two syllables.
Jayjay.
Nevertheless, confusion warped his features. "Full story?" He suspected something, but never prodded it. It was best to play it dumb, to pretend that he hadn't suspected a thing. Catching his lower lip, he swallowed and said, "Mimi, if you don't feel comfortable saying it, I would rather you not relive what happened." For once, he didn't stutter or seem dumb. His voice was soft, yet had that slight guttural sound that could be compared to a chuff.
His teal eyes focused on hers and he reached towards her. Carefully, he lifted her hair off her face and then gently wiped his thumb across her eyebrow. "I'm right here for you. I promise that." He blushed, confidence fading, "It's cheesy and weird, but I promise you it's true. I never want to hurt you. There are some--actually, a lot--of people that I would really like to hurt, but you're not one of them. I would take a thousand arrows, all drawn by you, before I would hurt you." And his blush deepened and he dropped his arm. "Stupid, and poetic, and cheesy. But true."
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Post by Moon on Apr 7, 2014 5:59:30 GMT -8
(Awww that was so cute! I feel bad for bringing the feels fest now DX XD)
Mimi stared at him, feeling her emotions swirl about her. On the one hand she was happy, in a sense, to tell someone else. To at least let someone else know what had happened and have them believe her. Yet, she was also terrified. She didn't want to have to relive her worst nightmares, nor did she want to feel the unmistakable feeling of false comfort or, even worse, not being believed at all. She swallowed hard and took a deep breath, steeling her will against what ever was to come. "If I'm being brutally honest with you, I'd really rather not relive it either. But I'm tired, Zach. I'm so tired of being alone, of being the only one to know what truly happened. I didn't even tell Damos when it did happen. All he knew was that something was wrong and that I was hurt on such a level that he could not help me." She felt tears begin to form and she bit her lower lip in an effort to conceal her shaking breath. "But Zach, I have to tell you otherwise I'd never be able to..." She swallowed again and bit down even harder, feeling the tears squeeze out. "I'd never be able to have a family. I'd never be healed, and the scars of my past would keep haunting me."
She felt his hand on her face and fought the urge to flinch away. Instead she grabbed it, pulling him closer to her as she felt her legs begin to give way and she sat on the ground. A small hiccup worked its way out of her. "I...suppose I should start at the beginning." Another breath and she felt herself going numb. She just wanted to tell the story, without the emotions. Yet despite herself, she opened herself up to Zachariah so that he could freely feel her emotions, and what she felt when the past events happened to her. "A-As you know, I used to belong to a pack, my, uh, birth pack. My mother and father were Alphas, so obviously that made me the heir. However, there were those that strongly detested my father, mainly the older wolves who believed him and his blood to be weak. You already know this, but I'm a partially a Psyche Hathos. That blood comes from my mother who is also one. She was an outsider in our pack. She only looked like an Alpha, but she was not born with the blood of wolves that runs through all the packs. That is what made both of them such easy targets for the elders and what made me..." She felt her face screw up in disgust and anger. "the Mutt Princess."
"The names wouldn't have been so bad, if they weren't so spot on. I am what I am, and I cannot change that. My family and I had excepted that, but the elders soon turned a good majority of the others. They demanded one of two things, the death of my father and a swift replacement or my marriage to the son of another Alpha. My father was at an impasse. He didn't want to anything that would hurt me, but he also did not want his family to fall to the status of Omegas because he knew that would be a worse fate. So I agreed to marry into another pack the moment I turned ten, which was the age any member was considered an adult. I don't regret that choice in the slightest, my father was spared and my family was set to stay the Alpha pair. I only wish that either of us knew what kind of monster...he was." She didn't dare utter his name. She knew it wasn't possible for that man to find her, but all the same the name was a curse in an of itself.
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