87. tell you whatever you wanna know

[mememaker]

The Confessions Meme

- Post your characters with name/series in the subject.
- Others go to RNG, roll a number between 1 and 10.
- Confess!

→ Love Confession. You've been ln love with this person either for a while or since day one. You decide to call them out somewhere because you finally want to tell them that you love them.
→ Murder Confession. You

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Edgar 'King' Kingsley || The Gingerbread House Project

[craving_gold]

9 Oh boy.....Lion angst time....

[morebrrthanpurr]

[When the Lion was up, it was almost a guarantee he could make anyone around him smile. But when he was down, as he currently felt, there was nothing on earth that could make him feel better.] Y'know, sometimes, just sometimes, I think......maybe I was wrong.

he could not have picked a less sympathetic person to angst to :< *lionhugz*

[craving_gold]

[The King blinks a couple of times, turning to face the Lion with a crinkle in his brow.]

People are wrong a lot. [Especially people who aren't him.] Wrong about what?

I am such a mean mun. But it's just too much fun.

[morebrrthanpurr]

[The Lion looks up with the greatest of efforts. Something has affected him deeply, shaking him right to the core.] Everything. Everything I believe in. What if it's all wrong?

never too much angst in ghp-land!

[craving_gold]

It may well be. [Because who, exactly, is helpful at a time like this?] It's called cognitive dissonance. I think we all face it, to a degree. All of us in the Project.

That should be the comm's slogan.

[morebrrthanpurr]

[That was definitely not the answer Leo had hoped for. He made a point of looking right at his fellow GHPer.] .....What do you remember? Back in your earliest memories?

[craving_gold]

[Oh, God. This was not meant to be about him.]

It's-- I'm not sure. My mother forced me to see so many shrinks after the project closed down that if I wasn't confused before, I certainly was after.

I just believe in both. Don't you?

...........................7

[spintosurvive]

[There's almost no doubt about it-- it was happening again. And yet somehow, unlike the first time around, there was no joy in knowing that she way to be having the King's child again. Perhaps it was the lingering grief over their first son's "death" that made all the difference.

Or perhaps it was her King that made all the difference.]

....My Lord?

RNG IS CRUEL D:

[craving_gold]

[She manages to capture about a third of his attention, the rest focused heavily on his own thoughts. He's gazing out of the window as he always does when he planning something, mind whirring almost audibly, intricate ideas coming together.]

Hmm?

...At least she's not a spy this time? Though I kinda wanted to see his reaction to that, too. :|

[spintosurvive]

[She's twisting the hem of her shirt in her hands uncomfortably, trying to think of how to earn his full attention, trying to think of how to put to words this new happening that will turn their life around once more.]

...I've news. Of a sort I'm certain you'll want to hear.

I may hit up her hate meme thread later, for some memeland revenge time

[craving_gold]

[He turns to face her then, leaning his back against the sill of the window, folding his arms and looking at her expectantly, smiling slightly in the way he always did when he was trying to pretend his focus was entirely on her.]

I'm all ears, darling.

It will likely result in some of that asskicking you want so. :P

[spintosurvive]

[She can't seem to bring herself to meet his gaze-- not certain she wants to see what will be in his eyes when she tells him. So with her eyes fixated firmly on the ground, she takes a breath before managing to eke out,] ...I'm pregnant.

say no more xD

[craving_gold]

[It's a long pause that follows, almost long enough to be convincing of him not hearing her at all. She has his attention now; though shock is taking up a bit of it. They haven't talked about their firstborn yet since his return-- it's something they're not ready for, will probably never be ready for. Even after all of this time, the wound is too raw. Now it's bubbling back up and he nearly chokes on it.]

Are-- are you--?

[Of course she's sure, the rational part of his mind chastises him. She wouldn't tell him unless she was sure. There's another break before he responds with a fairly inarticulate,] ...oh.

=P

[spintosurvive]

[She just nods, the gesture minuscule, almost invisible.] Yes. I...

[She can't find the words to continue, instead wavering a little on her feet and reaching for the arm of the nearby sofa to steady herself. It's too much of a shock, too soon after everything.]

[craving_gold]

[So it's a faltering, uncertain silence on both sides that greets the revelation, which seems fitting for them. He swallows, hating the feeling of something out of his control. Something with the potential to hurt him, like it has in the past. He asks in a low, faintly crackling voice:] How long?

[spintosurvive]

[Her voice is quiet when she responds, weak and with the echo of tears in its undertones.] A couple months. Hardly long enough to be sure.

Although I am quite sure now.