Loki spent his whole life scheming, thinking about what other people might think or say about him, so he could predict and outsmart them. In a way, living a parallel life of projecting intrusive thoughts in his head. Finally, now he wants to experience real people.
Mobius spent his life talking to other people, trying to connect with them, have conversations pulling the same empathy 101 strategy, playing the therapist friend as his main job. Now, he can finally explore his own thoughts: see what Mobius needs and what he wants.
Chapter 3 is up! In this chapter, Arnold is woken up during a thunderstorm and can't go back to sleep. So he finally calls Alondra to hear her voice again to calm his nerves. However, his innocent intention turns into a much needed session of phone smut, guided by Alondra.
Stay tuned for Chapter 4 where Arnold begins to change his everyday businessman look to come across both younger and more confident. And in the process, he impresses Alondra, earning him a very nice reward in her office.
Author's Note: This fic is basically smut with a plot. So there's gonna be a lot of sensual flirting along with full on smut scenes.
I've had Krita open for like 3 hours but haven't drawn a single line, haven't even plugged in my tablet. WTF is wrong with me? Like, I want to draw and know what I want to draw but am just not doing it. I have a Twitch stream I like open, perfect to watch while arting but I'm just not doing art.
Notes: Reader is an upperclassman and is taller than Epel,
Leaping to the nearby tree branch you held on tight to prevent falling off the large tree. With feeling around with your feet, you looked for a stable position. Once you had gotten into a stable position you leaned back against the cold bark of the tree. Feeling the cool breeze gently pass by as you watch the madness of the school.
There was always something interesting happening somewhere and you leapt from tree to tree to get there. If there weren’t any trees you simply walked on top of the building from other hidden places up high. Today you were looking at Epel who was collecting apples from the back of the school. Much to your surprise Epel was faster at using a broom than you had been when you were a first year.
Thinking to yourself at how much time had passed since then you sighed to yourself. In one singular motion you swiftly jumped down from the tree onto the sea of grass. Creeping onto Epel you offered to help the first year.
You: Tell me, can I help you with that *points to the apples in a basket* I heard the more the better~
Nodding to himself Epel welcomed you to help him pick the remaining apples needed for whatever he was doing.
Epel: Oh, but what were you doing back here? Were you hunting for others like Rook?
You: Hunting? That’s a naughty word Epel, I prefer to say observe like one does towards something that’s caught their eye.
Epel: Observing… so you’re saying I caught your eye because of what I was doing?
You: Correct! Say, what were you going to do with all these apples? Care to share with your dear upperclassman?
Epel: Well, I like to peel and carve these apples in my freetime, so I needed to gather some more.
You: I see, dismantling the natural shape of the apple to make art. How wonderful~ I would like to see that for myself. But what do you do with the apple once you’re done dismantling it?
Epel: Most of the time I just cut it for myself to eat, sometimes I’ll make other apple dishes with them.
Soon the two of you completed your task at hand and you being the kind upperclassman carried the apples back with Epel. Throughout the walk back you had questioned Epel on his apple knowledge since you knew his background. Although each question had been rapid fire he never wavered in answering you. Not to mention how enlightened he looked as talked about the apples and his hometown. You just couldn’t stop yourself from seeing the happy first year, it reminded you of a small animal. Without thinking you blurted out your inner thoughts to Epel who had been close to reaching his dorm.
You: Y’know I’ve been thinking, but you’re like an apple Epel. Strong and durable, but also quite cute.
Epel came to a stop, he dropped his box of apples, glancing at Epel you did the same concerned about the situation. Creeping closer to you, Epel looked you dead in the eyes and said in rather annoyed voice,
Epel: Look here, there’s no way in hell I’m cute like tha– why are you laughing at me? Don’t smile like that!
You: Haha~ I’m sorry you just reminded me of a small animal that’s irritated because it’s being ignored. As I thought, you truly are cute like one~ *pats his head*
Epel: You’ve got some nerve petting me like that..!
You: Yes, yes, I’m very sorry Epel. *still laughing to yourself*
Knowing that it wasn’t something too major left you relieved, so you picked up the box once more. Epel wasn’t quite upset for some time since he detested being called cute by anyone, also the head pat might have pulled a switch.
IM LOSING MY FUCKING MIND. NONE OF THESE ARE REAL PEOPLE. THEYRE ALL FOLLOWING THE SAME GROUP OF PEOPLE. THERES LIKE A MILLION OF THEM. THEYRE LIKE FUCKING ADVANCED BOTS OR SOMETHING. WHAT DID I FUCKING DO. IM NOT EVEN A BSD BLOG WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME!! IM GOIJG TO KILL YOU WITH HAMMERS.
are you a social chameleon? or were you just taught early that your natural reactions are strange and out of step, so you constantly and reflexively norm your behaviours and your very feelings to the people you're currently with?
You were the smartest among your siblings. How do u think would u have dealt with having a sibling who was smarter than you? Would the competition have been healthy? Would u have liked/hated them? Would you have asked for/accepted their help in calculations?
It would probably depend on whether or not dad favored them above me. If he did, I would have hated them. I would have hated myself for not being as good as them. Things probably would have been extremely ugly between us.
If not, I don't really know. A rivalry of sorts, maybe? Mutual respect? I like to think if I wasn't challenged by them I'd probably be nice enough.
the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again