adventure time [judas]

[SHANE OWEN VENDETTA]

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I wanna feel reckless, I wanna live it up, just because



i want to feel weightless and that should be enough

Honestly, Shane still couldn't believe it, as he was standing in front of his mirror, getting ready for his date with Judas. Date. It was an entirely new sensation to him, since he did not go on dates. He was the flirty charmer who hooked people in and after a night let them go again, or became their fwb if they came back for more. he never got involved in a more personal way, it wasn't the way he rolled, it was outside his own comfort zone and yet he had been the one to ignite all of this. shane had just been his flirty self, the way he always was, just flirting it up, being the careless bastard he was. only.. he did care. the longer he talked to judas, the more he began to care. the more he wanted the other man to like him, especially since it seemed that for the first time shane's charm did not work on a person. he was intrigued, he truly was, and that alone was a challenge, because if you were able to keep the shapeshifter's attention for longer than a day,that was quite something, and that pesky merman had been haunting his head every since they met for the first time.and that was something really exceptional and shane wanted to find out what the hell it was. nobody but mona and jack had ever been able to keep him interested for that long, only in different ways and all, so shane just wanted to know. he wanted to find out.

so tonight, on the date to which judas had surprisingly said yes, shane was going to take him to his grandmother's restaurant. in his opinion she had the best italian food in the whole world, but he might be a little biased, though it was an unspoken rule that old women made the best food. they did, it was a fact. checking his appearance once more in the mirror, shane shoved a beanie over his wild brown manes, because even though he had managed to look a little more fancy than normally, he still did not leave his house without a beanie on his head. it was something that was just no, and he was alright with that. so he hopped on his motorcycle, since shane was shane and he did not go for the mainstream toyota prius, no shane had a motorcycle. he digged the rush he got from driving that thing. the sounds it made, how fast it went and that you could actually feel the wind was the best thing. it was a miracle that he actually remembered to take an extra helmet with him, but thank god he had, because he knew judas was not the most stupid daredevil around like shane was, so he might appreciate the helmet. soon he arrived at the place where he'd pick judas up and rang the doorbell, waiting patiently for the other man to open up. "Buenasera, bell'uomo. You ready?" the shapeshifter asked, waiting for his date to be ready before strolling back to his motorcycle, handing him one of the helmets, in the hope that judas wouldn't protest against it and then kick-started his vehicle as the other man had taken place behind him, to race off to the town multiplex.

his grandmother's joint was not insanely big, but it was definitely well-known all through manuka. it wasn't a joint you would go for business meetings, it was not fancy but it was cosy and had a family-like atmosphere to it, which was what attracted most people to it. it was very much like his grandma, he would admit that. "here we are." the man said as he parked his motorcycle and hopped off, waiting for judas to walk with him inside. but the second they got inside, a tiny, white-haired woman rushed out of the kitchen, mumbling words that were seemingly uncomprehensive for those who didn't know them. "Shane, mio bel nipotino, quanto grande sei diventato, Gesù Cristo. Sei un cattivo ragazzo, non visitare la nonna per un tempo così lungo. Come sta tua madre facendo, ei tuoi fratelli eh? Ditemi tutto su di esso, mentre io vado e faccio un po 'di pasta, e-" her rapid rambling stopped about the same time as she quit circling around her grandson and noticed the handsome man who was standing besides shane, her eyes lighting up like firework. Shane opened his mouth to introduce his date, but it was of no use. "nonna, questo è judas e-"oh, chi è questo? hai portato una data a me, oh Shane mio bambino, lui è molto bello, che è una buona scelta. ora vorrei vedere voi ragazzo, quello che è il suo nome? ah, benvenuto judas, benvenuto!" she just kept on going, now circling around judas, which made shane want to facepalm, trying to interrupt her. "nonna, e-"Spero che il mio ragazzo è stato il trattamento è giusto, ti piace la pasta? naturalmente vi piace la pasta, sedersi sedersi. Shane, prendersi cura di quel ragazzo, eh? vai vai vai, io vado rendere il cibo. ti amo, è bello che sei passata." the woman said, pincing shane's cheeks for a second before flitting back to the kitchen, leaving shane without words to say for a moment. that was.. so typical. "i told you she was more work than i am." he just said with a chuckle, gesturing at one of the tables that she always kept reserved for family members for when it got really crowded in here. since there was always a place for family members. "i will tell you beforehand that you do not have a say in what you're eating. my nonna seems to think she knows what every customer of her wants and needs. and for you, i think she just wants to do extra well." shane said with a slight roll of his eyes, as much as the old woman drove him crazy sometimes, he knew she all meant well. dropping himself down opposing judas, he flashed the merman a smile, his eyes flitting around the restaurant for a second before focusing back on his date. "so.. you like it here so far?"

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[JUDAS LEVI SAGAR]

lock lips and pulling your hips tonight

As Judas was looking in the mirror, he was asking himself 'what the hell am I doing?'. The merman had pretty much sworn of dating since the unfortunate night with Emaleth, a woman who took advantage of him just for kicks and giggles. Then there was Sabriel, and because every relationship that Judas had, had gone to dust and now he was afraid. Afraid to put himself out there, because Shane didn't seem like the kind of guy to stick around for long. He natural flirtatiousness was something that Judas had noted, both on conversation and in their instant messaging chat. But he was intrigued, he wasn't expecting anything. If you expected anything you were bound to be disappointed, and Judas really only agreed on this date to see how long it would take for Shane to get Judas out of his system as a conquest and get bored. Yes, the merman had especially low self-esteem, but knowing his history, could you blame him? Absolutely not. However, he still wanted to make himself presentable for the occasion, so he dressed nice. This was a date after all, he for some reason, Judas didn't want to be the date that Shane would forget the moment he was done with him. Call it an ego issue, but Judas was only a person, with feelings, and maybe there was the tiniest glimmer of hope that he refused to let himself access.

Judas was half-way to talking himself out of this, when the doorbell rang and there was nowhere to go. He swallowed, took all the things he needed with him and made sure he looked okay one last time, before opening the door. What greeted him was a man who definitely took the effort to look good, and there was no doubting that Shane was a spectacularly attractive man. Judas's lips rose into a wide smile, teeth showing as he closed the door behind him. "Your Italian flattery literally means nothing to me." Judas comments with a smile and a shrug, though of course, Shane had told him what the words mean, the Italian itself is not something that Judas speaks, so it's actually hard to catch on to it spoken without a translator right beside you. The merman follows the other man to what's to be their ride, and his eyes widen for a moment, and he looks at Shane for confirmation that the motorcycle, is, in fact, what they're taking. Once the helmet was given to him, Judas eyes it. "If this kills me, I blame you." He says, though clearly he has some trust in Shane's driving ability, because he is getting onto that bike and wrapping his arms tightly around the male, holding on for dear life all of the ride. He isn't fond of things that frighten him, and even though he had a vice like grip on Shane's waist, Judas liked being just that bit reckless. This might be normal for Shane, but for Judas it was really far out of his comfort zone.

Judas had passed this restaurant many a time, yet he's never had a chance or reason to look inside. Once off the motorcycle, the merman handed Shane his helmet and wiped fake sweat off his brow with exaggeration. "Phew, it seems we have survived." He chuckled with what looked eerily like a smirk on his lips, and Judas was following the other male into the establishment. Only to have his eyes widen when a tiny little grey haired woman exited the kitchen, and was speaking. Really fast. In what Judas supposed was Italian. He stood a little ways behind Shane, he realised that he was being introduced once his name was mentioned, but other than that he had no idea what the woman was saying. Shane couldn't get a word in edgeways, and that was extremely hilarious, for the sole reason that he knew how much Shane talked and this actually topped it. Judas felt himself smiling brightly, and he knew then, that he liked Shane's grandmother. He could really imagine her whacking the other male with a cane, and that was cause to make him chuckle secretly to himself. At the words of the other male, Judas nodded his agreement. "I'm glad I can see now where you get your mouth from. That woman is intense, but clearly she coddles you." He says with a teasing grin as he follows Shane to an empty table, even though the place was pretty full, he assumed that family members and their dates got VIP treatment. "I think that's sweet. Kind of ruins bad boy persona though." Judas chuckles, blue eyes alight with humour. He was already enjoying himself more than he had expected.

"So, is there any way you could translate whatever your grandmother was saying? I am pretty much lost on that front." Judas smiles with a sheepish shrug, really interested in all the things his grandma had said, especially when Judas himself was introduced. However, he did quirk an eyebrow at the warning about the food. "Well, I think I'm gonna trust her on this. If her food is as amazing as you say, I'm sure she won't fail to deliver." He assures the male with a nod, complete trust in the little woman because she just seemed like someone who was all knowing, and Judas was kind of envious of Shane for having such a loving family. A family at all really, because apart from Sabriel, Judas had no family of his own. They had made sure of that when he was thirteen and his tail had first made an appearance. But he wasn't going to think about that now, not when he was in such a great mood, with what seemed a great guy. As a nervous tick, Judas picked up a napkin and started to play with it, smiling at Shane's question and . "This is a very cosy place, well taken care of. I've passed it loads of times, yet never been inside. I'm expecting to be regretting that decision after today." He chuckles softly, looking down at his own hands playing with the napkin. "And what have your other dates said about this place?" It was Judas's way to see if this was a regular date or something that wasn't done very often. He didn't really have any expectations, he was simply curious as they waited for whatever Shane's grandmother could concoct.

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notes - gah! why do i love them so.

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[SHANE OWEN VENDETTA]

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I wanna feel reckless, I wanna live it up, just because



i want to feel weightless and that should be enough

At first Shane had had no clue about what to do or where to take Judas, because he had absolutely zero date-experience. He just didn't do dates, he hung out with Mona a lot, with his friends, and he slept with the people that weren't his friends often only once. But Judas.. There was something different about the pesky merman who Shane didn't seem to be able to get out of his head. And that alone was something exceptional, since Shane was a true scatterbrain, often forgot things, and often didn't remember people, because the people he loved the most didn't need remembering. But Judas was stuck in his head. popping in and out at the most unusual moments, in a way that the shapeshifter wasn't used to. He wasn't the person who remembered people he had flirted with, especially not if he didn't get any response, but there was just something about that merman. He had something that Shane couldn't put his finger on and he was intrigued, and wanted to find out what the hell it was. And granted, he was also attracted like hell to Judas, so that probably helped, because the man with his incredibly low self-esteem surely was as handsome as Shane told him he was, but the other man just wouldn't believe him. Which was stupid, because Shane might be a flirt, but he was definitely not a liar, and if he gave you a compliment, he meant it. Shane was always honest, so if he didn't think you were handsome, he just wouldn't say so either. Granted, all the persons he flirted with he deemed attractive in some osrt of way, but Judas was definitely with more layers than just his handsome appearance, and Shane liked that about him. He just wanted to show him how to have a good time, and wanted to show him that having fun did not always lead to hurting and pain. Just close your eyes and leap, and have some fun!

And strangely enough Shane didn't feel nervous or scared, did not feel the need to turn on his heel and run straight back home and away from this madness, like he normally did when he was considering going on a date with someone. He never truly did it, because it never felt right, but here he was, and actually excited too, as his fist descended on the door, and he leaned against the door post, waiting for Judas to open up. A grin showed on his face as the other man came outside, and his eyes subconsciously darted up and down his figure, letting out a soft whistle, before grinning at the other man as he mentioned the italian flattery didn't do anything to him. "who says it's flattery, bell'uomo? maybe it's just stating the truth, how about that?" Shane said with a chuckle as he lead the other man down the stairs towards his motorcycle, and saw the look Judas' face when he saw it too. He knew it was a bold move to come like this and not just borrow his mom's car on the way to here, but Shane loved his vehicle, and he wanted to give Judas that experience too, if he'd accept the challenge. It wasn't that dangerous, and it was fun. The wind in your hair, the speed, and not to mention how you sat very close to each other, it was something Shane had always found the most attractive part to the whole thing. "do you trust me, Judas?" The shifter said, curving an eyebrow at his date, before sitting down on the motorcycle, waiting for Judas to follow. And surprisingly so he did, and Shane laughed as he said that if this would kill him, he would be to blame. "oh c'mon, bell'uomo, it'll be fun." The man said with a chuckle, grinning more brightly as he felt Judas' arms tightly around him, the best part about this, and then raced off on his motorcycle, his grin widening even more out of love for his motorcycle.

They arrived at the multiplex way too soon to Shane's liking, but he stopped nevertheless, though it did cross his mind to just ride another round, chuckling as he heard what Judas said. "Yeah, I was afraid you'd end up squeezing my torso off my body." He said with a smirk, winking teasingly at his date as he caught the helmet and chained it to his vehicle, before guiding him inside. His grandmother was like a hurricane, she always was, and part of his felt bad for Judas who wouldn't be able to understand a single word she was saying. Ah well. His grandmother was certainly something and Shane didn't know what he'd do without her. "Ti amo anche io, nonna!" He called after her, playfully rolling his eyes at Judas as he guided him to their seats while his grandmother disappeared back into her habitat; the kitchen. Sometimes Shane wondered whether she also slept in there. He chuckled at Judas' words, shaking his head in amusement. "I never said I was a bad boy, Judas." He replied with a shrug, a teasing grin on his face, as he ordered a drink as the waitress came by. He probably would drink beer when he got to the bars and all, but now, in his grandmother's restaurant? He'd be damned if he didn't drink wine with his food. She'd murder him without a blink of the eye, like he said the way she would hit him with her cane. She didn't do that to the other customers, but Shane? Shane was her grandson, so with him she could do such things and not feel bad about it. Because yes, that woman did coddle him. Enormously even, much like most Italian nonnas. His face turned into a thoughtful frown as Judas asked him to translate. "Hmm, let me see. Do you want the short version or the long one?" The man replied with a smirk, smiling as he listened to the rest of the merman's words. "Grazie, Charlotta." The man said with a wink to his cousin who was working in his grandmother's restaurant and brought them their drinks. Charlotta merely ruffled her hand through his hair, which made Shane duck and frown at her like a small child, moving his hands to perfect his hair again. "You'll pay for that, Principessa." Shane said to her as she walked away with a giggle, rolling his eyes as he turned back to Judas. "Sorry, family." The shifter said with a smirk, his hand reaching out to glide his fingers over Judas' hand, mostly in order to make him stop playing with the napkin, but also because he wanted to touch him, and somehow decrease the distance between them a little

The man chuckled at Judas' next question, saying:"I don't really go on dates, and I definitely never make people meet my nonna on the first date. Well, on those rare occasions I do go on dates." He said, this thumb gliding over the man's palm, but then he pulled back as his grandmother came with the food, rambling once again in her rapid italian. "nonna, nonna, sai judas non parla italiano, giusto? ma grazie per il cibo, sembra bello." Shane said to interrupt his grandmother's ramblings, so she chuckled, merely pressed a kiss on her grandson's cheek and then turned to Judas, starting to explain in her bad english. "Chicken a Marsala. Pasta. Very good." The woman said, before shuffling back into the kitchen. "Well, bon apetit. She made you one of her specialties, so deem yourself lucky." Shane said with a grin, before taking a bite of his own lasagna, which was still and would always be his favorite. "Y'know what's funny? We keep talking about me, and yet I still know barely anything about you." The shifter said, taking a sip from his wine, and allowing his eyes to meet Judas', hoping to encourage him to talk about himself.

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