#AND started to become aware of his position as a video game character. bitch gets meta.

[vonlipvig]

ok, let's get serious about things unserious. one of the loading screen tips in the timeloop mentions something about how very few people can actually experience and be aware of these kind of temporal anomalies (and that it's a genetic trait shared with all goats, by the way). i'm assuming it's like a cilantro soap situation, but much, much rarer. so, that we know of, we have alex, boseman, colin (and the sprongs in general), and dave as people who can experience temporal reoccurrence.

now, i don't think that means that they can instigate those events. that would kinda explain how everything in the timeloop happens because of the technology of the euphoria device, and how, while colin is aware of the timeloop happening and even of the multiverse hopping, it's only alex and boseman who get to remain conscious in the in-between (we can argue that proximity to the device freezes everyone around it including colin, and excludes alex and boseman who are further away...and are needed for plot and gameplay reasons, but whatever).

so, while all of them would be genetically predisposed to awareness of any temporal anomalies happening around them, it is not something that they can cause all by themselves, without the aid of technology (maybe the sprongs can? i wouldn't be surprised if they had mastered that).

except dave. dave absolutely can, and does. he's just like that.

[crimsonbluemoon]

Working For Love: A Terrormoo Story, 2/17

...did I say Saturday? Pfft I totally meant...Saturday. I just suck XD. Next week’s will deff be on Saturday. Okay, enjoy this new part of this story!

Part one

Drabble Two

Brian was not lazy. 

Okay, he was kinda lazy. In his defense, his body didn’t show it; Brian took care of his fitness and when he needed to, he could make himself move. Being an employee at the gym made it easy to work out on his breaks or after shifts, and being a trainer allowed him to sneak in workouts when showing his clients how to use the equipment. He was nowhere near as lazy as Evan or Delirious (both of whom didn’t need to really work out, since they were so obsessed with each other they could turn into couch potatoes and still be in secretly-but-not-so-secretly-in-love). He still got a snicker out of how often Nogla complained that he looked so fit when ‘sitting on yer arse all day, playing video games’. 

But working at the gym had more perks than just getting in a good workout. 

“You’re staring again.” Evan’s dry comment made Brian shrug, though it did pull his attention from his new interest in order to look at his coworker. 

“You stare at Delirious all the time,” Brian argued, missing the times that calling out Evan’s obvious affection for their fumbling friend would cause him to blush. Instead, Evan rolled his eyes, flicking one of the Tootsie rolls on the counter at Brian’s head. 

“Yeah, but Delirious isn’t a random stranger that I one time scared out of the gym by making eye contact.” 

“Fuck you,” Brian grumbled through a flush when dropping his head back onto his palm, his elbow leaning against the front desk’s countertop. He didn’t try keeping himself from looking back at the man in question. The gym member had already been in the middle of his work-out when Brian showed up for work, meaning that he’d missed his opportunity to find out his name. Evan, being the astute employee he wasn’t, forgot the name on the scanned card. A part of him wanted to simply walk up to the cute guy and ask him, since it wouldn’t be that out of character for him. He tended to learn the regulars of the gym, and the guy had been popping in consistently for a few weeks. So it only made sense for the gym’s fitness trainer to offer a greeting and ask his name.

Except Brian was pretty positive the guy was terrified of him. 

Which was weird, since Brian had been sure that he’d given his biggest smile when catching the man watching him on the stairmaster. Not that he hadn’t noticed him before their first set of eye contact; Brian had picked him out from the moment he hopped onto the treadmill. It was hard not to look at someone as pretty as the new guy, and just like the last time Brian saw him, he only got more impressive with each minute on the exercise machine. His face bloomed with color, and the sweat lining the back of his neck proved that he was pushing his comfort zone. Brian wasn’t sure if the guy was aware that his lips moved with whatever song he was listening to, but the little quirk was cute. And the determination between gasps of breath was so striking, so strong, that Brian was held captivated by it. He’d been given genetic gold in his life, so losing and maintaining weight had never been an issue to him. Brian thought the man looked really good with warm cheeks and a curved waist (the shirt he wore tugged tighter at a long step he took, and Brian’s dirty mind wondered why he needed to wear clothes at all). But from how set he seemed to climb the preset hill routine he’d made for himself, Brian wasn’t sure he saw his own beauty. He was thrown off by how badly he wanted to change that, and he’d hoped to find a way to tell him so by becoming his friend. 

Except when the wave happened, the mystery man ran like he’d seen a ghost. It wasn’t the best start for Brian. 

“You’re doing it again.” 

“Do you think he’d want a trainer?” Brian didn’t acknowledge Evan’s observation while he tilted his head in his chin to get a better look. 

“He only uses the treadmill.”

“I could totally be his trainer.”

“Train him how to… walk? Yeah, he probably needs daily sessions for that hard task.” Evan’s sarcasm was ignored by Brian, who perked up when seeing the belt of the treadmill come to a slow stop. The tips of his lips curved up at the cute smile the man produced once completing his routine. For just a moment, there was a spark of pride. Even if it was smothered instantly by a look of embarrassment when he looked down at his sweaty arms clutching the sides of the treadmill, Brian had still seen it. And he really wanted to see it up close and personal. 

“We should make it more obvious that we offer training here. Tyler needs to stop being a cheap fuck and put out sign up sheets or a poster-”

“If he wanted a trainer, he’d ask for one.” Brian flinched when something rough dropped on his head, smushing his hair against his forehead. He didn’t need to look up to know what had just been put on him, and he swiped at the hideous hat before shaking it Tyler’s way.

“Stop trying to make me wear this thing.” 

“Stop eye-fucking Nogla’s tenant,” Tyler snarked back, rolling his eyes when Brian blinked. “And last time I checked, you don’t pay the damn bills here. It’s a part of your uniform, so stop bitching and wear it.”

“Dick.” Brian flipped the hat backwards before putting it on, knowing Tyler wouldn’t be bothered enough to complain again. Once the stupid accesory was on his head, Brian looked back to the man now wiping down the treadmill. “So Nogla knows him?” 

“Obviously. Nogla’s dumb, but knows how to run his apartment complex.” Tyler’s answer made hope swell, though Evan was quick to douse it. 

“I doubt he’ll give you anything.” Evan had hopped up to plant his butt on the counter, now joining in Brian’s observation of the man. “He can’t really disclose his personal information.”

“It’s just a name,” Brian argued, which caused Tyler to rub his eyes before pushing to stand on the other side of the desk. He crossed his arms and scowled, but Brian knew he was also watching the new member.

“Or you could, I don’t know, grow some balls and ask him his name? What’s the problem, here? You’re not the kind to be tongue-tied.” 

Before Brian could explain the previous encounter and delicacy of the current situation, a familiar gaze turned their way, momentarily stopping his brain function. The doe eyes were so dark compared to the pink of the exerted face, only adding to the warm feeling fluttering in Brian’s stomach. All motions froze in the other’s body, and the pleasant moment Brian had drifted into screeched to a halt when realizing the quick shift in the sweaty face. Anxiety and modesty seemed to fuel the rapid change of color in the other’s cheeks, the rosy pink engulfed by the red hue of embarrassment. Logically, Brian couldn’t blame him; the three men were fully focused on him without his knowledge. It was enough for even someone with the confidence level of Brian to feel a bit humbled. His fingers tingled with the desire to cup the flushed face against his palms and feel how soft the skin would be in his hold. Thoughts of doing anything cooler than staring like a dazed gazelle kept filtering through his mind, but the connection between his brain and body was nonexistent at the moment. 

Which he deeply regretted when the object of his interest nearly tripped over his own feet to scamper off the treadmill. He approached quickly, but before Brian could even open his mouth to give a friendly goodbye, the man was gone. His head was ducked down when rushing past the front desk and out the gym’s exit. And it didn’t take more than two brain cells to realize who he was running away from.  

“Well. He definitely knows who you are now.” Evan’s cheerfully cruel attempt to break the tension made Brian groan, his head slipping from his hand to crumble between his elbows still resting on the front desk.

“Maybe I need to hang up sexual harassment signs instead.” Tyler sounded far too smug in himself at the comment. Unable to lift his head from its defeated position, Brian aimed his middle finger toward Tyler before dropping his arm back down to cover the back of his head. The movement made the brim of the hat jerk unpleasantly into his skull, which caused a flurry of slurs to be muttered against the marble of the front desk. Evan and Tyler didn’t comment on the display, not that they needed to. Brian already knew how much of a dumbass he’d been.

He was sure that the man would never come back to the gym again.

Secondhand embarrassment at it’s finest! Poor Brock, my darling boy. He tries to be the best boy he can be. But Brian is just happy with him, so smitten. ^.^ Hope you’re all enjoying! Please like and reblog, and can’t wait to see you next saturday!