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You... You're no different from everyone else!!

[ It has been her dream, for the longest time, to find her prince. Fate had it so she'd meet him and nearly try to drown him to death three times. A man stands before her, half-naked and looking as confused as anyone else would with a woman literally simmering from how hurt she is.

The rain's so gloomy.

Juvia screams as she launches terrifying amounts of her hot, boiling, water at the man before her. The rain pours heavier than ever before as she fights the only person she thinks is truly fit for the gloomy Rain Woman. She easily overpowers him, nearly drowning him while pushing him back with all the might her emotions can give her. He struggles in her stream of water until she throws him out violently, landing right into inches of rain water on the ground.

Her body completely morphs into water, rising into the air and rushing down to destroy her opponent.

I don't want Juvia to go on the field trip with us. It always rains when she's around. Why is it always raining around Juvia? ]

Huh?

[ But it's clear all of a sudden. Her prince, the man, is gone from the rooftop. Her rain has cleared and the sun pours down onto her. There is warmth on her cheeks and she feels like she's burning. Juvia lays on the ground, the battle ending in her defeat as she cries. It's hard to tell if it's from her defeat, or from the sight before her. She doesn't move to wipe her tears. You, are sitting next to her. ]

Is this, the clear sky?

[ There's grass around them, a small patch of green that's spreading across the ground, the plains, leaves sprouting at the touch of the sunlight. Perhaps she knows the man next to her, but he's still not too recognizeable - same face, same golden hair, but with skin pale as white wood and red-black vines curled around his arms. ]

It is. It is beautiful, is it not?

Yes.. It is. [ She feels her eyes blur with tears, too embarrassed to even turn to fully look at the man next to her. Something like this-- the sky, the beautiful beautiful green around them, completely undisturbed by something as ugly as her rain-- must be normal to him. ]

Juvia has never seen it before.

Neither have I. It is rare in this sort of world.

[ He sits, looking up, his hands to the ground as his vines reach at the soil below. ]

Enjoy it, while it lasts.

Really.. You haven't? [ She's hesitant with her response, wiping her tears away as best she can. ] Juvia's rain has followed her since birth... does something follow you?

[ She's confused, although it's hard to place whether it's due to his first or last statement. She finally turns her head to look at him, a sympathetic look to her face. ]

Are you afraid it will go away as well?

I know it will. My curse will drive it away, sooner or latter.

[ Juvia's rain, his own change. He lifts one hand, sees a vine uncoil from his wrist and grasp at the air above them. ]

Do you wish me to leave?

No... [ She feels she can relate to him. She, too, sees her powers as a curse, often driving people away more so than keeping them. ] It's okay if you're here. It'd be better if you stayed.

[ She's still laying on the ground, hands gingerly touching the wet grass beneath them. ]

Does that hurt you?

[ Then he has found someone similar. For him, an abomination that should not be let near people. He knows not her plight, but if she accepts him, then he will stay. ]

It does. But that is just how I was made to be. You need not worry.

[ He's strong enough. ]

[ It feels obvious to her that people are made, but she presses only because she feels like it could mean something else. ]

You were made?

I don't understand..

[ It's hard to explain. Normally, he wouldn't even have spoken of it - but they are in a dream, and the boundaries for that can be blurred. ]

It is like... a doll. You make a doll to do your bidding, so you start with a base and add new things. Curses, the such.

[ He is the doll, with a dead puppeteer. ]

I like dolls. Juvia used to make them. [ She manages to say it with fondness, despite how many times she made them to try to make her life normal. ] To help ward away her rain, as a child.

[ Clearly, it didn't work. Juvia takes a deep breath of air, thinking those thoughts bitterly. ]

Do you know who made you?

[ A doll to ward the rain, a doll to shape, a doll to kill... ]

I do. I once had a mother and a father... but they died. Someone took me in, and made me her doll.

[ But she's dead. ]

[ She catches you this time in a building you frequent. Patrons surround the two of you, most are acquaintances and some 'colleagues'. It's dim, smells of alcohol, but more importantly: has you in it. She grabs at your shoulder, making sure that she can get as much eye contact as she can. ]

You left me waiting for three hours.

[ Three hours that she willingly put herself through at the expense of putting faith in someone. She feels embarrassed saying it out loud, but she hopes that it'll help show just how much time of hers was really wasted. Her expression is stern, grip a little tight and definitely not friendly.

With her hand still on your shoulder, she guides you to a pair of seats you can both sit on. ]

Time is valuable to Juvia. So what was more important than your promise to her?

[He's impatient. Hearing such a stern greeting makes Hijikata's fingers twitch and jaw set. Yes, he knows he's late. No, he didn't plan on it! He groans out a 'sorry', muttered without eye contact.

Frustrated already, he nearly shrugs her hand from his shoulder. He's about to say something about how she's not the only one inconvenienced here, but more than that, somehow, he wants to let her know he still cares. Hijikata's aggravation subsides, released in a sigh that smells like tobacco.

He sits, posture casual as tension fades slowly from his muscles.

Not that he has an answer.] Nothing. Nothing - I just had to finish some work. [He hopes, with how dedicated she is to her job, Juvia will understand. But women are ??? and Hijikata never even pretends to understand, so he's holding his breath for a reply.]

[ She chews on her bottom lip, unsure about the sincerity of the response she's getting. Really, this is one of the tamer versions of what she expected to happen after planning this approach. She releases his shoulder, putting her hand temporarily on the bar next to them. ]

You could have told Juvia that.

[ She's been both dreading and looking forward to actually testing out her newly acquired tech, so finding out she had been left by herself wasn't all too bad. If only for the fact that she has to assert some kind of authority around this crowd, she probably would have left it be until the next time they met. ]

Although, it almost feels like you knew it was going to be raining that day...

[Released from the ~~vice grip of terror~~ woman's grasp, Hijikata sways along with Juvia's hand to lean on the bar. Only after she's berated him does he suck in a breath - a sigh of relief that allows the muscles in his shoulders to relax.

He's just turning to the bartender, an order on the tip of his tongue, when she continues. Hijiakta's eyes dart back to her, brow twisting - he doesn't understand.

Is he supposed to? What the hell else did he forget!? This is terrible--] Uh. Well. I just.

Checked the weather. [ ????? ]

[ Juvia is too flabbergasted at his simple, yet reasonable, response. That's right! They have tech for that now!! ]

So it seems you did.... [ But... What if he is just trying to play her into thinking he totally checked the weather, just so he could successfully dupe her into thinking that, that, he didn't want to go!!! ] Juvia will keep that in mind if and when the next time we begin training.

[ She's still a little upset!! But not enough to outright say they won't re-schedule.... ]

[Wait. Was that the wrong answer? She's looking at him with wide eyes, agreeing but is she really okay with this?

He... doesn't know. So Hijikata just nods and grunts, ordering himself a drink of liquor more from want for distraction than alcohol.]

You don't want to make it up? [He tries to sound casual, like he's not second (and third and fourth) guessing himself with every word.]

[ Of course she dooooooeeeesss!! She's just too shy to outright say it!!

Unlike her inner panic, Juvia is as composed as someone as socially awkward and stubborn as her can be. In this instance, she's glad things have gone well enough that she didn't have to fight anyone. ]

If you really intend to meet Juvia there... [ Unlike Hijikata, Juvia doesn't order much of anything. She's too focused on trying to act normal, and not stare too deeply into his eyes. ] then I would not mind.

Sorry. I was going to leave early but we just... got a rush of clients. I couldn't really leave and they wouldn't stop coming.

[Jill just sighed. Ugh, where did they all come from and why did it have to be during the one time she wanted to leave early.]

I'll, uh, make it up to you?

[ Oh.

Well, to be fair, she didn't actually expect much of a cordial response. It's part of the reason why she toughened herself up a little bit before walking into the darn place! Now she just feels... mean.]

As long as you aren't lying, Juvia will believe you. [ She squints her eyes comically at the other. ] ....And if you aren't busy, a good way to make it up would be to train with me for a little today.

I'm not busy. Not anymore. I got out as soon as I could and-

Wait, training?

What kind of training?

You forgot?

[ Juvia, for a second, thinks it must be nice to be able to have that luxury. But she spent her money on this! She can't turn back now!! ]

My tech. To help control my water better!

Oh, right. That.

[Totally didn't forget nope.

Not at all.]

So what do you need me to do?

[ To be fair, Juvia didn't have much of a good idea on what she needed her to do-- so they're essentially in the same boat. ]

I need you to help me control my water better!

Juvia couldn't think of anything else other than slicing up some buildings.

My darling!! Welcome home!

[ Congratulations, you're Juvia's longtime spouse of two months. Something that she's fantasized too much not to dream about.. And you're her someone that she adores to no end and will gladly harm just about anyone for! Her arms are spread wide, ladle in hand and a lovely smile on her face as she rushes towards you. ] Juvia missed you so much!

[ The look in her eyes is so genuine that it almost hurts-- wait, it does, because she's got her beautiful spouse in a hug that could probably kill someone. The ladle may smack you on the backside, but it doesn't matter. ]

Are you ready now for our 33 children to be made?

[ Being married to Juvia for two fucking months was a miracle in itself. Crowley's not certain when or where these feelings resonated from but if one thing's for certain is that they're honest. He's abandoned his life as a member of the Simms and instead took up the role of the, and I quote, "big, beefy, handsome... smart" husband.

She comes rushing over to him and something to what he believes is the closes he'll ever get to now of his heart racing swells in his chest. (It's actually nothing. He's just pretending for good measure.) ]

Thirty-three? Are you sure you'll even survive one night with me?

[ REMEMBER THE FUCKIN' FIFTY SHADES AU BITCH!!!! ]

[ Anyone being able to stand Juvia at her clingiest is a miracle, and the fact Dream Crowley managed is a feat. While he doesn't know how they got married, Juvia knows every excruciating detail. He dropped coffee on her at a cafe and only said sorry without offering to help.......

...After, she stalked him. That's it. That's honestly it really? He just kind of accepted her after a while, she guesses! As far as she's concerned, he needs her. (^: ]

Juvia was born ready for just this one night with her beloved! Just waiting this long past our honeymoon was torture enough, but I wanted to respect your family's wishes!

[ YES AND I OGOTTA SAY KILL ME SCOOB ]

[ Honestly it's a blessing that Crowley a.) isn't human and b.) has enough strength to toss a car with one hand, because speaking of that clingy behavior this grip she has on him is impressively tight.

Ah, now he remembers. Spilling his drink on her and apologizing quickly before getting back in line because... he wanted his coffee. She originally was an inconvenience but soon became so lovable in a way that she focused all her attention onto him.

Juvia was like a dog slobbering all over his shoes, begging for attention, and after awhile he just sort of gave in. Ruh Roh. ]

Is that so? [ He brings a hand to her face, a gloved thumb slowly coming across her cheek and dipping along the curve of her jaw before landing at her chin. ] I don't know... It doesn't seem to me like you're that impatient.

Edited (finding typos hours later) 2017-03-18 18:48 (UTC)

[ Once Juvia has her claws in someone she will not let go. Any man who has the ability and a pretty enough face to capture her heart is done for-- forced to endure her stalking for the rest of eternity. ]

Uuuuu...! You're making me heart beat so fast![ She's dying, she's literally dying. The Husbando of her Dreams is finally here to fulfill her ultimate fantasy of being a mother and a wife all at Once. The way his thumb trails across her face is literally making her shake-- she is that nervous!! Excited?? She can't tell!? ] J...Juvia was impatient! Why do you think she tried to seduce you [ keyword: tried ] to tempt you into hell with me?!

I even wrote today on the calendar [ ""Attempt Number 73"" ] in the hopes today would be our day...

[ Her heart is beating so wildly that she's suddenly a pirate!? Ayeeeeeeee. ]

Well I'd really like to not go to hell so maybe that's why it took so long.

[ He doesn't want to go to heaven either, but that was because he was a man of zero beliefs. ]

But you've been such a good wife to me, so maybe I should reward you by doing what you want.

[ she thought u'd be into it crowley fucking appreciate her efforts and my typos ]

C...Crowley...

[ HANDSOME BEEFY AND KIND... What a miracle husband she somehow managed to even get. ]

Well first, Juvia made you dinner so, if you could let me spoon feed it to you.....

[ pirate!juvia would be hot he'd get behind that fast ]

Well first you'll have to let me go, but I'll gladly take you up on that offer.

Okay.... [ You've outwitted her Crowley??? Juvia reluctantly lets go, utterly saddened by the fact she's not as close as she could be with her husband. ]

I made your favorite...it's right on the table, darling.

[ When they get into the kitchen, Crowley's going to see what subconscious!Juvia imagines his favorite meal from childhood is-- ostrich pie. Its feet are sticking out straight from the crust of the pie.

Enjoy. ]

[ He has such a clingy wife... what happened.

... ... ...

WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?? ]

Baby, [ His brain, however, registers it as his favorite? Even if a bead of sweat drops from his temple the corners of his mouth force themselves up into a grin. Seating himself at the table and dying slowly. ] how considerate of you.

Edited (nvm i want her dead) 2017-03-26 16:23 (UTC)

[ haha nice ]

I knew you'd want something as tasty as this after work!! [ She sighs dreamily as she watches her husband sit. ] I'll get ready, so stay here.

[ Juvia leaves the room as quickly as she enters it, finding her Lucky Spoon™ so she can successfully feed Crowley without anyone (or thing) interfering. Crowley, right now, has approximately 20 seconds to try and get rid of the pie while he still can before she comes back. ]

[ Twenty seconds. Crowley has twenty whole seconds to somehow get rid of this atrocity.

For about five seconds or so he's staring at it, trying to come up with a conceivable enough lie to get out of eating this. But he's also considering if he cares enough—it's not like this thing will kill him or anything. Maybe.

The last fifteen seconds are spent with him deciding on what to do, which is taking the pie from the table and quickly opening the window before throwing it out as far he possibly can. Racing back to his chair and sitting there as if he hadn't just... tossed all her efforts and possible hours of dedication outside for the wolves to eat. ]

[ Juvia hears something close to a crash-- in the back of her mind. Right now, Juvia is hearing the sweet sounds of her husband loving her irrevocably and breathing to the tune of the earth. She's so happy, so content, that she's almost positive this is some sort of dream.

So when she walks back into the kitchen, Juvia stops. She squints her eyes, looking around. ]

Something is wrong, but Juvia can't place it...

[ She doesn't notice Crowley all riled up from his efforts to dispose of her food, but she does zoom in on the open window. She places her spoon down on the table near the empty plate, eyeing the area without moving. ]

Did anyone come in here?

[ She's going to wake up and try going back to sleep so she can leave in this dream forever isn't she??? I can relate.

Crowley has swung one leg over the other underneath the table, elbow rest against it as he appears clueless to Juvia's attentiveness. ]

Something is wrong. [ With his free hand he extends his arm towards her, completely ignoring what she's asking him. ] And it's that you're not here in my arms.

[ That should work. ]

Edited 2017-04-09 16:25 (UTC)

[ She notices you ignoring her Crowley!!!! Juvia is all too familiar with that action when it comes to him, and she's this close to saying something about it until he goads her to him.

It works well, far too well. ]

Eep! [ She drops her utensil, it clatters to the ground loudly with how silent she is. Her eyes bug out, staring right at Crowley before she whispers quietly. ] Juvia hasn't even lit the candles yet and you're already so frisky.....

[ She's so... easy. ]

Candles aren't necessary. [ And here comes the cold truth: ] And I'm not "frisky", you're just imagining that part.

[ Just like how she remembers him..... cold and loving. ]

You're right, darling, I must've forgot!! You'll teach Juvia a lesson though, won't you??

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[ dream ] ota!!

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[ dream #2 ] ota!!

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[ dream #3 ] a personal favorite

holy fuck

im dying scoob

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