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spookysmujer · 4 years ago

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Peaches, O. Diaz

Summary: Oscar and Y/N spend a pleasurable night together.

warnings: s m u t 🥵 18+. public s e x, unprotected s e x

word count: 2.3k

A/N: Fina-fkn-ly I have written Oscar smut! You would think with this blog dedicated around him that I would have done so already. Who doesn’t like the Santos party + sex? I am not @youare-mysonshine, who has the best damn Oscar smut on this site, I am but her apprentice, LOL. Enjoy! And please don’t forget to follow, heart, comment, reblog and turn on those notifs for when I post something new. Lots of love!! Thank you for +800 followers!

(gif credit goes to @merakiaes 🦋)

“So it took your brother being shot for you to come around?”

You hear from behind you, as you swivel in your spot there is the man of the hour. Spooky is celebrating his 25th birthday and a victory in showing Prophet$ what’s good with last nights showdown.

A small smile forms on your lips as you briefly look away from him to avoid the red hue on your cheeks worsening. Oscar definitely has a way with women, it doesn’t take much for him to have the ladies swooning, or on their knees. And it’s no secret he prefers the latter.

“Yeah, it’s definitely not for the reason of you make it to half a century”. He now stands in front of you, one hand in his pocket as the other holds his beer close to him. It’s a moment of silence, him looking down at you and you up at him.

When your brother, known as Joker, begged you to come home for a weekend you were hesitant too. And with how things went down, you were right to be. Shit had gone down on Santos turf resulting in your brother getting hit but nothing compared to what the Prophet$ got handed back to them. And all in the weekend that Oscar’s birthday bash is happening too.

“Good, I was hoping that was the reason. ‘Ridge been boring without you around. How’s life been up in Bakersfield?” He asks you as you two begin a small walk around the house to a quieter setting.

You shrug as you kick gravel around, “As good as you can guess. But my business degree is being put to use. So not long til I can repay for you the loan you gave my brother for me. Promise.”

He shakes his head after taking a swig of beef, his mouth pressed together tightly, lips licking the remaining that lingered. Damn. “Nah, don’t worry ‘bout it. Whenever you can.”

A small laugh from you, “People are gonna think you got a soft spot for me doing that kind of shit.”

“Let um think that they want. They wouldn’t be wrong.” He keeps his line of sight in front of him as you look to him. You both lean against his impala as the soft moonlight reflects of the shiny paint of the red car.

After staring at him for a moment, you look away as he takes his turn at looking at you, his eyes burn into you as you clear your throat, “Careful.”

“What?” He grins at you with his signature grin.

You can feel your cheeks burn hotter by the second. And you also know that Oscar knows what he is doing, you’ve seen him do it to other girls.That look that seals the deal and then he is leading them into house. Probably notable that most of those girls plan on getting in bed with him from the moment they arrive.

“That. You know what you’re doing and I am not like all them girls that you’ve banged in there.” You point to the house as you take a swig of your half empty beer. Oscar audibly laughs as he pushes himself off car.

He downs the last of his beer and tosses it to the trashcan across the way. You watch it as he moves to stand in front of you. This makes you correct your posture as he moves in even closer, lessening the open space between the two of you.

Oscar licks his lips, ever so slowly. He wipes his mouth of any remaining alcohol and places his hands on the car, each on the side of you, “That’s what I like about you. That you aren’t like them. You don’t come around here in hopes of some action. And if I’m being honest? That shit is attractive to me, knowin’ I gotta get you.”

“Get me? You’re real smooth, y’know?” You scan his face, eyes staring into his as he grins, leaning in til you feel his breath his your lips.

But the truth is, he is smooth. “Mmm.” He hum as he closes that space and your lips are on his. The chaste kiss is held for a moment before you both start to kiss each other, open mouth and quickly are your tongues dancing.

“Yo, Spooky finally gon hit Joker’s fine ass sister!”

You hear loudly, pulling back and turning around to see one of the Santos standing near the house. You groan as you flip him off and cover your face with your hands, “So get the fuck away, foo.” Oscar says with a hint of annoyance in his voice.

The Santo laughs backing away with his hands up in defense. Though partially embarrassed, you can’t help but laugh. Oscar’s hands rest on your hips, rubbing gently and pulling you back to lean against his body. He doesn’t say anything else, placing a kiss on your bare shoulder. Trailing kisses til he reaches your neck where you know there will be markings the next day.

Oscar’s hands feel your body, rising up your torso to cup your breasts. All of it, leaning against him, his hands, the kisses... it’s all too much to not react so when you moan, he laughs and kisses your neck more. One of his hands leave your body and pulls your face to the left and his lips meet yours.

While you two kiss you grab his other hand, bravely pushing down towards your heat. He doesn’t waste anytime and slips his hand in your shorts feeling you over you underwear, your body feeling weak when he massages your sensitive bud.

“W-we gotta go inside.” You mumble against lips and you feel him smile, his hand in your pants dipping lower to spread your arousal, earning more moans. “Nah, mami. Just relax, those foos not gonna come out here again.”

That’s when he releases you and steps back, you pout at the absence of his touch. You turn around as he grabs the waistband of your jean shorts and swiftly pulls them down to your knees, you gasp loudly trying to reach down to pull them back up, “Are you crazy? I’m not gonna fuck you out here. I don’t care if your homies won’t come back here, you have neighbors and I’m woman enough for you to take me inside!”

He only laughs, picking you up to sit on the car, the cool metal making you squirm, “No one can see us, just trust me. I ain’t tryna fuck you out here, just curious.” Oscar unbuttons his flannel and pulls it off, balling it up and putting it behind you, pushing you back to lay your head on it as a pillow. He swiftly pulls off your shorts and spreads your legs, his finger hooking your panties to the side, “Oh my god, I cannot believe you are gonn-”

His tongue against your clit shut you up quickly. It causes your breath to hitch and words lost as he licks more swipes against your heat. He tortures you with the way he does it slowly, but the sensation feels like bliss, “Sweet as peaches, mamas.”

You feel relaxed, letting your legs rest comfortably over his shoulders. His lips covering your entire cunt now, tongue swirling on your clit and then dipping down into your entrance. And when he pulls back then back down to suck on your swollen bud like sweet nectar, your back arches. And you’ve had guys go down on your before, but something about the way he does it. He doesn’t shove his fingers in like you are use to having and it makes the moment more enjoyable.

“What no extra pleasure with your fingers? Fuck.” You squeeze your breast together, eyes closed. Thanking sweet baby Jesus in heaven! “You gonna tell me how to pleasure you? I know what I’m doing. Shhh.”

He bites the inside of your thigh, a moan let out a little too loud. You cover your mouth with your hand. You sit up on your elbows to watch him work his way to your release but the darkness makes it hard to see much, “Take me inside.”

Oscar licks your cunt once more before leaning up to kiss you, your arousal on his tongue and lips, “Ever taste yourself before, hm?” He kisses you more not letting you answer.

“Hm, yeah. I’ve tasted other girls too, but you’re right, mine is sweet like peaches.” You whisper as you peck his lips then looking into his eyes, his mouth slightly agape at your confession. You’re smirking as your hands move under his tank to feel his skin.

He doesn’t say anything as he collects your shorts and his flannel, picking you up and placing you on his shoulder, your ass cheeks bare in just your lace thong. “Oh my gosh, Oscar!”

Oscar smacks your ass he walks to the two of you into his house. You won’t lie to yourself that you’ve fantasized about getting into bed with him. The guy is not just beautiful being but sexy as fuck as well and he knows it too.

He drops you on his bed and rids himself of his tank, you doing the same. He climbs onto the bed and hovers over you, you wrapping your legs over his hips pulling his face down to kiss you. No more slow moving, no more games. It’s freaky business NOW.

You reach your hand between the two of you to feel him through his pants. And he does not disappoint in his size. You unbuckle his annoyingly long belt, finally getting it free for you to unbutton his jeans. You move your hand inside and wrap your hand on his semi-hardened member, stroking it entirely. He groans into your mouth as you do so.

“I’m wet and you’re hard, com’n.”

He stops kissing you and reaches between the two of you to take your hand out of his pants. He shimmies out of it and sits up to remove your panties. And with your demand to hurry, he spits on your mound and smears it around before guiding himself in.

The slight burn passes quickly as the pleasurable sensation hits you soon after. You bite your lip as Oscar stands at the foot of the bed, moving your legs up to rest against him. He starts slowly for the two of you to get familiar with the feeling of each other.

You arch your back to reach under to unclasp your bra. He marvels at your tits as you kneed them, looking at him in the eyes with lust, “Show me how Spooky fucks, Papi.” The sultry way you say his street name makes him hold your legs against him tighter.

And he pushes himself into you as deep as he can possibly go and out just as fast, hitting your cervix and creating a pleasurable pain that you’ve not experienced before. His hips like a piston, drilling you into his bed so much so that you’re sure there’ll be a indentation when he is done with you.

“Oh. shiiii, mhm.” You moan out, gripping the sheet on the sides of you, biting down on your lip to suppress the moan that is threatening to escape. His low moans isn’t helping you either, you can’t hold it in.

This only makes Oscar grin when you moan out loud and he loves it. “Hm, louder, bebecita. Let them hear how good Spooky fucks you.”

His voice when pleasuring you is an entirely different thing, it added to the already overload of goodness you are receiving from him. Oscar, or Spooky you should say, pushes your legs apart so that he can climb on top of you, him still inside you as you scoot closer to the headboard. Once your head is on the pillows, you rest your legs wider to give him the adequate space he’ll need for a good pounding.

Once his hands grip the headboard, it is game over for you. He is angling his hips to hit spots you never knew you had, deep and slow for one moment and then at speed lighting the next. With the different speeds it leads you feeling the building sensation. It saddened you that you are reaching your peak so quick.

“I-I’m gonna cum.” You tell him and he releases the headboard, sliding his hands underneath you, gripping the flesh of your ass. It confuses you for moment, as he snuggles his face into your neck. But when he begins to drill you into oblivion, you gasp loudly. His low grunts into your ear, his hot breath harshly hitting the side of your neck.

Skin slapping and animalistic groans. Oscar can feel how close you are, your walls squeezing him like a vice, “Fuck, cum. I’m about to.” He mumbles.

As if his wish is your body’s command, the feeling hits you harshly. You clench onto him, your arms hooking under his and nails digging into his back, “Oh! oh! Yes, fuck yes!” The orgasm hits you harder than you expect.

Oscar groans once more before pushing himself up and grabbing himself, pumping his length only for a short moment when his seed spurts onto your slick with sweat torso. His eyes close and head tipped back, “Fuck.”

Still lost in a haze you release a deep breath, maneuvering yourself to get a taste of him. From the source. You take his entire length in his mouth, the after sex sensitivity hitting him, he flinches but watches you swallow him whole.

“Hm, I gotta get you to cum in my mouth next time, hm?” You sit up on your knees and he backs off the bed, handing you a towel to wipe yourself clean, he only laughs.

“Nena, who says we’re done here?”

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ateez-quotes · 5 years ago

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[Seongjoong as real parents of ATEEZ] part 3.2:

[when they enter they see candles everywhere, two glasses of wine, and a really fancy dinner]

Jongho: welcome to Restaurantezz, may I guide you to your table?

HongJoong giggling: I’m sorry, where ?

Jongho: yeah, we‘re still working on the name. Whatever. Here is your table. Yeosang hyung will be your waiter for the rest of the night. Mingi hyung and Yunho hyung are the chefs. San hyung and WooYoung hyung are in charge of the entertainment and I’m gonna be in room playing fortnite. Hope you have an amazing night

Seonghwa thinking: wait, this is actually gonna work ? And all of this only for just $80 ?

HongJoong: wow thank you, I really needed this. [to yeosang] What’s the menu? Oh, it says chefs specials. Ok, we’ll have two of those

Yeosang grabbing HongJoong’s menu: sure whatever anything else?

Seonghwa: no, we are good thanks

[food arrived, of course it was burned and disgusting]

Yunho with all his clothes dirty: so? You liked it?

Mingi with his chefs hat on fire: did you?

Seonghwa and HongJoong with a fake smile and trying to eat what they’ve prepared: yeah sweeties, best food ever! Yum!

[30 minutes later]

San with a microphone: HELLO, HI, HOLA, WELCOME TO ATEEZ’s RESTAURANT. TONIGHT ITS A REALLY SPECIAL NIGHT, BECAUSE WE HAVE THE AMAZING, SUPER HANDSOME AND INCREDIBLY TALENTED JUNG WOOYOUNG. AND HE IS GONNA PERFORM FOR YOU, FOR FREE

HongJoong whispering to Seonghwa: what does he mean “for free”?

Seonghwa sweating a little bit: nothing sweety he is just playing to be an actual seller or something

[wooyoung appears with three cups made of glass]

WooYoung: I’m gonna do some tricks with this fragile cups, I’m gonn-

HongJoong screaming and panicking: NONONONNONONONO STOP STOP- WE GET IT YOU ARE AWESOME just don’t please

WooYoung: ugh, whatever you kill the vibes bro

[after everyone left]

Seonghwa: I’m sorry, I really wanted it to be special but it’s all ruined

HongJoong: you kidding? It was freaking amazing, you managed to make the kids work together and create a kind of romantic evening and you made me forget about work for like 3 hours in a row. I mean, yes I’m starving and I’m afraid of going into the kitchen but whatever, I’m so happy that I married you

Seonghwa blushing: yeah I’m awesome, now kiss me

[jongho running and screaming]

Jongho: HYUNGS HYUNGS HYUNGS MINGIISONFIREandYUNHOTRYED TO HELP HIM BUT NOW SOMEHOW HE IS ON FIRE TOO AND WOOYOUNG IS CRYING AND SAN IS HUGGING SHIBER AND PRAYING AND YEOSANG IS JUST WATCHING EVERYTHING WHILE HE LAUGHS AND ALL THE CANDLES IN THE STAIRS FELL

Seonghwa: ...and there it is.

HongJoong calling 911: hi, it’s me again.

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jimmythegirl · 5 years ago

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what’s in it for me?

Chapter 2 of Ion Turbine

part 1

Din Djarin x Reader

Summary: Force sensitive reader and Din cross paths.... its a real slow burn y’all

Warnings: violence , mentions of slavery, no smut now but later on

Author note: I just wanna say thank y’all so much for all the love chapter 1 got. Holy smokes, it really means the world to me. Also, sorry there wasn’t too much Daddy Din in this but next chapter is gonna be saturated with him dw.

When the world came back into focus you felt cold metal around you. As you came to you realized you were on the ground, your body was aching. Had you been hit? Did you fight something or someone? The mandalorian stood feet away from you, holding his blaster in one hand, the small green child guarded behind him.

“Get up and get out.” He demanded, moving closer, extending his blaster out as if to warn you.

You slowly pushed yourself up the wall for support before trying to hobble down the ship’s ramp. He moved up just inches behind you, the blaster pressed against the back of your neck. The touch of its icy metal sent a chill down your spine.

“It-it,” You began softly, looking back at the green child, “has a gift you know.”

The next moment your knees slammed against the rough metal of the ramp, ripping up your skin. Your wrist tried to take the impact but instead leaving you with bloody palms

“Who sent you?!” He kneeled onto your back, the metal plate on his knee digging into your spine.

“N-no one sent me?” You choked out, your face pressed against the ground.

You could feel the blaster pressing into your skull even harder. You scanned your surroundings looking for anything that might give you a slight chance at making it out alive. You could see a large crate back in the ship and hoped that you had enough strength in you to move it.

You closed your eyes, tuning out everything. The demands of the man above you. The birds beginning to wake. The wind blowing through the branches of trees. Everything.

Your arms were currently pinned under your body but you did your best to extend your fingers towards the crate. Pulling on everything in you to move it. You hadn’t used your ability in a long time but this was life or death and you knew you had it in you. You could feel the energy shift as the crate began to pull towards you. You honed in on that feeling and gave every last thing you had. Finally, the crate hurled towards you colliding with the mandalorian and throwing him off you.

He quickly got back to his feet but he did not try to hurt you again. He just stood there. As if in complete disbelief, looking back at the child who just looked at him innocently. You laid still on the dirty ground, trying to regain the energy to move.

“Did you-?”

You nodded, doing your best to sit back up. He disappeared into the ship, reappearing moments later with bacta spray.

“Give me your hands.”

You did as he said, watching quietly as he carefully sprayed your hands and knees. Your cheeks flushed as he helped you to your feet. You could see the beginning of morning peek through the trees. Your stomach dropped as you realized the amount of trouble you would be in back at the shop for being gone all night.

Once again you glanced back at the green child, trying to determine what to do. It seemed so foolish to walk away from another one like you, but you had to remember why you were here. You came to this planet for a reason. To this village for a reason.

You looked at the man in armor and then once again to the child as if to ask for permission. He gave a nod and you slowly approached the little green creature who cooed softly. Not wanting to end up on the floor again you opted out of picking it up and instead went to rub the top of its head.

The moment the two of you touched you could feel a force around you, connecting the two of you. The dizzy feeling was gone, replaced instead by something entirely different. This felt stronger, like your life force was merged to the little green one’s, creating something powerful.

“Are there more of you?” The modulated voice said, breaking you out of your connection.

“What?”

“With these powers, are there more that have them?”

“I have heard stories...but.” You walked back towards him. You looked towards the sky, seeing the shift in colors, “Shit, I have to go.” You hurried down the ramp quickly, collecting your things onto the cart.

“What?” He followed after you.

“I need to get back before my boss wakes up.” You began to haul yourself into the woods, as he quickly followed after you.

“Wait, I need your help.”

You stopped. He needed your help? The mandalorian needed help from the girl he almost just killed?

“You what?” You let out a sarcastic laugh.

“With the kid I mean. I’ve been trying to find where he belongs and you might be a start.”

“We aren’t even close to the same species, you do realize that right?” You finally turned to face him, arms crossed across your chest.

“He needs someone like him.”

You looked down to your boots, debating it. Anything would be better than your current living/work situation now, you knew that. But you worried about joining this man you knew nothing about, who just tried to kill you.

“What’s in it for me, huh?”

“I’ll pay, I’ve got plenty of credits.”

“Hmm, no, I don’t have any use for those.” You dropped the handle to your cart, slowly walking closer to him, “Are you getting off this planet anytime soon?”

“As soon as you’d like.”

“Teach me to fight and you have yourself a deal.” You pushed your arm out towards him as he did the same, grasping your hand in agreement.

“Be here by midday.”

“Yes, sir!” You said before heading off back towards the village, cart behind you. The anxiety and adrenaline filling your veins.

As you slowly made your way back up to your room above the shop your ears were met with angry beeps.

“Shhhhhh! You’re gonna wake the whole house up!” You half whispered half yelled at the droid who was ferociously bumping into your leg as some form of punishment, “I know, I know, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be gone so long.” You grabbed a bag and began to haphazardly throw things in, “We have to leave, ok lil bud, I can explain everything on the way.” There were only confused beeps that time, “Don’t worry ‘bout it.”

You rummaged through your shelf, grabbing all your books. You knew you were bound to forget something but as long as you had these you could get through floating through space with the galaxy's most dangerous bounty hunter.

Once your bag was packed you snuck out to the refresher to wash up. Then threw some clothes back on and your hair back up in it’s usual style before heading down the hall to your room.

You stopped right before you stepped inside. Someone was in there, you felt it. At this point, your boss should’ve been opening up the shop for the day, so who was in your room? You took a few small steps closer before your eyes were met with the end of a blaster.

“Where were you plannin’ on runnin’ off to eh?” Your boss said, your packed bag in his unoccupied hand.

“I’m not going an-anywhere sir. I was just...just packing up some things to sell.”

“Ahh sell is it?” He smiled a practically toothless grin, “That why you were gone all night?”

You could feel the blood drain from your face. He began to shove you towards a back room in the house with nothing in it but a cage.

“Get in.” He laughed, and you did as you were told. He sat on a stool opposite the cage, the blaster still aimed at you. Honestly, how many times in one day can a girl have a blaster pointed at her?

“Don’t you think all of this is a bit of an overreaction, Nahdonnis, sir? All I did was pack a bag.”

“This is about more than that bag.” He walked up to the bars of the cage, “This is about you not understandin’ that I own you.” His dirty nails dug into your cheeks, the smell of his breath enveloping you and causing your stomach to churn, “Ahhhhaha but you’re gonn’ make me enough credits for one of those new speeder bikes aren’t you, pretty girl?” You felt sick, really sick now.

“W-what?”

“You heard me.” His hand slipped from your face to your neck, “So don’t go usin’ those mind power.” He hobbled back to his stool.

You nodded. Tears threatened your eyes as you came to terms with what was happening. You weren’t going to make it to the meeting with the mandalorian. You would have to leave soon and you were stuck in a cage about to be sold.

You sunk to the floor, accepting your fate. The exhaustion of a sleepless night and emotional morning getting to you as you curled up on the limited floor space available. You knew that once you were sold the possibility of no sleep was a real threat so you allowed yourself to doze off.

When you woke again your eyes shot open, you could hear something loud happening down in the shop but you weren’t sure what. Although it wasn’t unusual for customers to get rowdy so you didn’t think much of it and judging by your boss, with his hands down his pants, he didn’t either.

You couldn’t exactly tell what time it was but the windows that were boarded up had streams of bright light coming in that were not yet orange like that from the evening suns. It made your heart sink to know that the mandalorian probably already left. That your one chance to get out of this life was probably not even on this planet anymore. You thought about the little green child as well. How the mandalorian said he needed your help. Your heart yearned to help that little baby.

Suddenly there were shots heard downstairs. You quickly sat up. Your boss grabbed his blaster, eyeing the door as the house grew suspiciously quiet. The only thing you could hear was the heartbeat in your ears.

You could sense someone else was nearby. One person. Just outside the door.

The door flew off its hinge, your boss quickly standing as he held out his blaster with shaky hands. You slowly rose to your feet, confused as the mandalorian walked inside.

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vanchlo · 4 years ago

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Under The Bed / Chapter Two, “Harry”

ABOUT: Josie Stephens was having a hard enough time at her mere age of five, having to start Kindergarten and move to a new house. Little did she know that it all would get a lot worse that first night when a monster popped out from under her bed, changing her life forever. Inspired by the 1989 movie, Little Monsters, one of my childhood favorites, I began this story in 2016 and recently fell back in love with it.

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"I said, who are you?!"

THEN

It's not the easiest to remember, but when a monster just happens to pop out from under your bed one night, it's not something that you can forget.

The moving trucks were pulling away from the house. Finally. No longer was the front curb crowded by their orangeneness and height. At last, the few big guys walking in and out of the trucks holding all of our stuff were too. I didn't want to move, and I didn't like the new house. It smelled weird and the staircase was like a mountain that I had to climb every day with my short five year old legs. All of my toys were in boxes that were stacked in my room. Nothing but my new big girl bed, a lamp and Mr. Snuggles, the stuffed duck, took up my scary big room that was all mine. But, boy, were there boxes. There were ones labeled in Mom's scribble, 'Josie's clothes,' and ‘Josie's toys' and 'Josie's books.’ Blah blah blah.

All of this moving business seemed pretty stupid to me. I liked our old backyard better, and that we didn’t have a staircase I had to struggle to climb too many times a day. Lastly, I moved away from Betsy who lived across the street, and Mollie who lived on the corner. I had nobody to play House with or have tea parties with. I think that was the worst part of moving to this stinky, new house. I had to leave my old friends, which meant that I had no friends at all. Maybe Mr. Snuggles was the only one but he couldn't talk, and tea with only two people is boring. I had a new scary bed and bedroom. A new, big house to get used to. Painting the new, cracked sidewalk with chalk didn't sound like fun.

I had no friends, and I felt so alone.

Dad closes my door behind him and Mom, mumbling one last 'sweet dreams' and a kiss before the creaky door closes. The room is cloaked in darkness, making new sounds I don't like and that scare me. The Scooby Doo night light next to my bed is the only light there is, except for the faint streetlight out the left window. Otherwise, it's pitch black, so much so I can't even see my own hand in front of me, and that's when I know it's bad. Lying there under the new, cold, and scratchy sheets, I stare into the dark trying to fall asleep. Mr. Snuggles' fuzzy yellow head is tucked under my chin, and my pink blankey;s clutched to my chest. The sound of cars outside is a small hum through the window, and I can hear the muffled noise of my parents talking downstairs.

It feels like I've been lying here for hours, making me wonder why Mom said that 'I should be out like a light after how tiring today was’ when I just can't fall asleep. But, I don't know, because I didn’t do much else besides sitting on the rickety swing outside. I sat there with Mr. Snuggles watching Mom, Dad, and the moving men bring stuff into the house. Bug Juice after Bug Juice and a mini bag of Oreos was for lunch.

After a while, I hear the lights flick off and the bar of yellow light under my door turns to black, their work done for the night. My parents' voices get closer as their steps creak on the stairs and disappear down the hall, and then it's quiet. Too quiet. Shutting my eyes, I take a breath as I hold Mr. Snuggles closer and breathe in his familiar scent. But then there's a small click and when I open my eyes, the nightlight is out. Not soon after that, there's a scuffle and my bed lifts on the one side only to fall back down to the floor with a thud.

My heart is thumping in my chest fast and I'm sinking down into my Hello Kitty covers, pulling them over my head as my nervous breaths leave my mouth loudly. I suddenly hear somebody else breathing and the sound of footsteps. Quickly, I'm pretty sure I'm going to die and Mr. Snuggles is going to die with me. No, not Mr. Snuggles. A pair of hands rips the covers down off of my face, but I keep my eyes squeezed shut.

"Are ya serious, ya think bloody bed covers are gonna keep ya safe now?" a thick slow voice says, one that sounds . . weird. It sounds like a boy, an older one than me, and he says his words all weird. "C'mon now, open yer eyes already."

I shake my head, not knowing why I'm doing it but I do. Mom always says I'm stubborn and don't like to do what I'm asked of, whatever that word means. "Oh my god, just open yer eyes," they groan, and I don't know why, but I do. I hear a loud 'boo!' and a pair of hands shake my shoulders, making me scream but a hand comes over my mouth to stop it. A strong musty smell surrounds me. "Bloody hell, ya gotta pair of lungs on you! Keep it down, will ya? Don' wanna wake yer parents an' have 'em come in here. 'd lose me bloody job an' 'd only make yer life mo’ of a living hell if that happened, I swear t’ it," they mutter, voice high with alarm, and ending in a creepy laugh. His tongue makes a weird sound, but I can't see him. I can only hear him. For a second in the dark, I see two hovering green circles above me that don't go anywhere, and then tiny little blue dots appear out of nowhere.

Breathing hard and fast and trying to protect Mr. Snuggles, I open my mouth and bite down hard on what I think is his hand. It tastes gross, and it's cold. He mutters a loud 'ouch!' and then there's creaky steps, his musty smell going away, but only a litte. "I can' believe ya fuckin’ bit me, ya li'l brat!"

"Who are you?" I nearly shout, words feeling weird as my voice shakes.

"Be quiet, will ya? You'll wake yer parents- how many times do I gotta say it?!"

"T-tell me who you are, now!" I bite back, slowly sitting up and hearing sounds from across my dark room. "A-And what did you do with my nightlight?"

"Ya want it so bad, then here, have it," he says, something scuffing against the ground before suddenly it's back in the wall and it's all lit up. "Yer sumthin', arentcha? God, never knew why you goddamn kids liked some stupid dog that talked, anyways. I bloody hate nightlights, they don't really do anythin', do they?"

"I said, who are you?!"

"Calm down, ya big baby! I came from under yer bed an' I scared ya. Now, what does that big brain ol’ brain of yers tell ya I am?" he replies, and it takes a few seconds before the answer pops into my head. I hug Mr. Snuggles tighter to my body and breathe him in, my eyes growing hot and watery.

"Oh my bloody god, dontchu cry. No, no, no, dontchu fuckin’ cry on me," they say really fast, letting out a loud breath at the end. The tears fall down my cheeks long and hot, Mr. Snuggles taking the brunt of them as I hold onto him for dear life. "Please, I hate it when you lot cry, 's bloomin' annoyin’ an' it hurts me ears . . Yer not s’posed t’ do it ‘til afta I leave, ugh. Please stop yer cryin' already, Josie."

I sniffle and lift my head after a second, trying to find him in the dark, whoever he is. But, I still can't see a thing. I think he's across the room towards my closet, but I don't really know. "H-how do you know my name- who are you? Tell me already!"

"Okay, okay. Will ya ever shut that bloody mouth of yers? 'm uh, well 'm a monsta, if ya hadn't figured that out already. Yer a bright little five year old, figured you'd know that by now," they reply, and then there's footsteps. They're getting louder and, so I think, closer.

"How do you know all this stuff about me?"

"That's not even that much, ya brat. I know loads 'bout ya. Know yer birthday, even what time you were born down t' tha second. Know ya hate spiders and frogs, think they're gross 'cuz they're all slimy an' squishy. Know ya jus' moved from yer old house t' this one t’day, an' that ya think tha basement's reaaaaal scary. Also know that yer scared of unda ya bed, as ya should be, an' that tha biggest thing yer scared of 's tha dark," he replies, and even though I can't see it, I know that my jaw is hanging down. Who is this person- well, monster, and why does he know so much about me? How?

"How d-do you know all that, and why do you know it?"

"'s me job t' know that stuff 'bout you, Josie. I only get sum stuff, y’know, tha stuff that matters t' me an' I need t' know. Now, why would I need t' know what yer scared of if 'm a big scary monsta? I bet ya can answer me that one, Josie Posie," he says, and I gulp loudly. Thinking about it for a second, I peek a look over to my door, or in the direction I think it would be in.

"No, no, dontchu even think 'bout screamin' or yer really not gonn' like me, Josie," he warns as I sniffle. I can taste the strawberry chapstick on my lips as they open and I yell the two words.

"Mommy, Daddy!"

"Ugh, ya've really done it now, Jose. I thought ya'd learn yer lesson, but guess not. Thanks a fuckin' lot," the boy mutters quietly. There's a tickle on my ankle before a scuffle, and my bed rises and dips again.

The lights click on outside my room. I hear fast pitter--patter before my door flies open, and the light turns on. My mom comes in first in her pink bathrobe, pulling it around herself as she rushes over. Dad’s hot on her tail in a Packers shirt and checkered pajama bottoms.

"What is it, sweetie?" Mom hums as she stops in front of me, her face looking sad as her brown hair is all a mess.

"There was a monster in my room! He came from under my bed, and he was all mean and scary!"

They look at each other before pulling me in for a hug, playing with my hair and giving me kisses on the head.

"Honey, you probably just heard something. It's an old house and it makes noises sometimes, but it's nothing to worry about. You're just fine, there's no monsters under your bed because there's no such things as monsters," my dad says, sitting beside me and putting an arm around me.

Mom wipes my tears away and smoothes back my hair as they shush my worries and calm my mind before helping me back under the covers. There's about five 'no's when I ask if I can sleep with them, Dad looking more upset than Mom about it until they leave my bedroom with another 'goodnight' and a 'sweet dreams.’ The room is silent and still, except for the hovering Scooby Doo head lighting up the floor around it next to me. My eyes stay there as the warm blankets hug me. With Mr. Snuggles and blankey close, I shut my eyes and try to get some sleep, like Mom had said.

They fly open when I hear a sound, and I whimper when my bed moves again.

"Ya think yer a smart one, d’ya, Josie? Ya can’t get ridd’a me that fast, love," the boy murmurs, his footsteps creaking on the wooden floor. "They didn't believe ya, did they?"

A small 'no' comes from me as the blankets surround me in a warm cocoon, but I suddenly don't want to be lying here anymore. I want to sit up and see him, but that thought scares the bejeezus out of me the second I think about it.

"Didn' do a lotta good cryin' fer mummy an' daddy, now did it? Maybe ya should think 'bout that tha next time, an' see how good of an idea it seems."

"What do you want?!" I say, my lips bending into a frown as I pull myself up to face my closet, wishing I could see his face. But again, all that's there are the little blue random dots that seem to be in the shape of a rectangles or something, and the bright green dots.

"'m a monsta, love. Already told ya that, what d’ya think I want?"

"Are you really a monster?" I whine in question, feeling like there's a circus happening in my chest.

"Yeah, sure I am."

"You're not telling me a fib?"

"Nope, promise me black li'l monsta heart," they say, and I take a shaky breath as my heart thumps in my ears. Holding Mr. Snuggles as tight as I can, I swipe my tongue across my dry lips and stare into the darkness. The ceiling fan overheard whirs softly, the only sound in the room besides my loud breathing. "'m not tellin' ya a fib, Josie. Promise ya that. How d’ya think I came out from unda yer bed, anyways?"

"How am I supposed to believe you? I don't know you, and I can't even see what you look like when you're talking to me. Danget, I don't even know your name o-or if ya have one!"

"God, yer a feisty li'l one, arentcha, doll? Take a breath, would ya? I dunno, ya don' hafta believe me I s'pose, 's upta you on that one," he replies, and I only grow more confused, heaving a big breath. "Don' get so bent outta shape over it, 'm just yer monsta an' I scare ya. Yer not s'posed t' know me name, 's jus' how it 's, I reckon. Tha's all t' it, really. Now, if I did me job an' yer all scared outta yer socks an' everythin', 'll be off. Got other li'l tots I gott' scare besides yerself, y’know."

"But-," I chance, learning I was two seconds too late. There's a flick of something moving past the space the Scooby lights up, and my bed moves. e's gone. "No fair!" I shout, falling back onto my pillows with a plop. Tugginig my blankets back up, I mutter annoyances to Mr. Snuggles, picturing him replying and agreeing with me.

Then there's that sound again. Like a shoe against carpet, or something like that because Mom never lets me wear my shoes in the house, so I can't be sure. "Sweet dreams, Josie Posie! Oh, and sleep tight! I hope all the beddy bugs bite. 'll see ya later, ya li'l brat!" the squeaky scary voice says again before there's another scruff and I hear him leave, wherever in the world he came from.

Turning over with a whimper, I pull the covers over my head and shut my eyes, trying to think of happy things like sugar plums and fairies. I try to forget about what just happened, and the fact that I have a monster under my bed- my own scary monster.

The next day was unpack this and unpack that. Move this and move that. To make it plain and simple, it was boring, it was hot out, and I didn't want to ‘fill up my new bedroom,’ like Mom and Dad kept saying to try and make it sound fun. But it wasn't. Because I couldn't stop thinking about the night before when that thing came out from under my bed. After awhile it just melted down into a bad dream or something I had imagined, because I'm a kid and that's what kids do, right? I must have dreamt it or made it up.

"It's looking nice so far, isn't it, Josie?" Mom says, looking around at my room staring to well, look like a bedroom. There's my dresser, and my little table for tea parties with my favorite stuffies sitting on the chairs. Clothes are beginning to get hung up in my closet, the bookcase against the wall just needs some books to make it look better and not so sad, and a nice pink rug sits by my door.

"Yeah, I guess," I say sadly, taking a seat on the purple beanbag in the corner, watching Mom turn towards the door when Dad comes in holding another box. He pushes his combed back blonde hair off of his sweaty forehead, wet patches showing under his armpits as he turns to walk away after setting down another box.

"Hmm, I wonder where we should put this," Mom says quietly to herself, holding an old shoebox of something or other. Taking a few steps, she crouches down to push aside my pink Hello Kitty comforter.

"No, don't!" I say, standing up fast and running over to her.

"Why noyt" she replies, looking at me quickly. I glance to the empty space under my bed, now that she's pushed the fabric to the side. When I see nothing but the dark wooden floor, I no longer worry, but now I'm confused. "You don't still think there's a monster under there, do you?"

"No, but maybe a really scary dust bunny," I joke and she smiles before pushing the stray box under there and standing back up to get working on things, because she'll never believe me, anyways. Dad and her didn't the first time, because who would believe me when I tell them there's a monster under my bed? I don't even know if it was real myself.

After a while, we take a break and all sit under the shade of the tall oak tree in the front yard. A pitcher of lemonade and hot dogs with potato chips is for lunch as we sit at our new picnic table. The hot June sun beats down on us as Mom and Dad quietly talk about where to put the couches and which would look better in different spots. I nibble on a crinkly yellow chip, looking around at the new neighborhood. And I wonder if I'll ever get past the cold fear settling in my stomach about this new house.

Mom kisses the top of my head, smoothing my hair back with her hand before disappearing into the hallway where Dad talks to somebody on the phone loudly. The door closes with a squeak and I turn over with a huff. I hold Mr. Snuggles and blankey as close as I can before closing my eyes, willing him to not come back. Please, please, please. Please don't come back, please don't come back. I fall asleep mumbling it under my breath, the Scooby light protecting me from the darkness, like Mom said. But I don't know how much I believe that anymore.

"Wake up!" a voice shouts, and I jolt awake to find somebody bouncing on my bed. "Bloody hell, get yer arse up already!" they say again, and as I rub my sleepy crusted eyes, I recognize the voice and how the words sound funny. It's the boy again, and he's back. It's the monster.

"I was sleeping."

"I can see that, but ya aren't anymo' so wake up. Did ya know ya snore? 's bloody annoyin', if ya ask me," he mutters, something hard like his leg not far away when I stretch my own out and touch him. They recoil from the cold sensation and I hug them back to my body.

Taking his words carefully, I reach over slowly to find the smooth metal chain and yank it hard to bathe the room in light. A scream leaves my lips when I lay my eyes on him, and as if things are moving in slow motion, I see his yellow tinged eyes with bright green circles roll into the back of his head. Next thing I know, he's practically lying on top of me with his cold gross hand over my mouth. My hurried words leave my mouth in muffled murmurs as his bad breath fans over me.

"Dontcha know how t' keep quiet, ya brat?" he spits, shaking his head of dirty brown curls, making them move and dislodging hair from around the two small yellow horns poking out of his head. One on each side, but that's just the first of it. "Scared ya, did I? Good tha's me job, ya li'l bugger. Now, if I take me hand off yer mouth are ya gonna promise not t' scream? Told ya last night what'll happen if ya do it again."

I nod my head slowly, taking in every part of him. His round head slowly nods too before he removes his hand from my mouth and sits back, letting me get up too. Crossing my legs, my eyes stay glued to him as he turns his head to I guess look around my room. "Looks like a bloody pink pixie threw up all over yer room, 's a bit much, innit?" he says, playing with his bottom lip as he scans my bedroom. A few boxes still sit there waiting to be unpacked, but for the most part my room is all made up. I swallow, and he looks over at me, his eyes going over me. "Ya forgot how t' speak or summat?"

"Y-You're really a monster . . I'm not just imagining it," I whisper, my words going all kinds of places.

"Sure am, Josie Posie. No point in really lyin' 'bout it, now 's there?" he says, breaking eye contact as he stands up. And I find out quickly that he's tall. Another twelfth thing I've learned about him in the last minute.

He waltzes over to the corner of my room where the tea table sits along with a shelf holding pull out baskets with different toys in each. His long pale fingers wrap around one of the handles and tugs on it, picking a red headed Barbie out and making a disgusted sound before stuffing it back in. "Yer such a girl, arentchu?" he complains, his blue tinted skin not bothering to push the basket back in before moving onto my bookshelf, picking up a light blue and purple book. "How ironic 's it that ya have this book, huh?" Turning to me and flashing the cover at me, I see that it's Monsters Inc. I want nothing more than to go back to sleep, I think.

"What does that word mean?" I say nervously, his movements slow and careful as he flips through the book and tosses it onto the floor carelessly, ending right side up on an open page. Looking back to me, his crazy brown eyebrows go up as he looks at me with his bright green eyes. I realize that's what I saw last night glowing in the dark, his neon eyes. "The word starting with an 'I'."

"'ironic'?" he asks, and I nod as he takes his time walking around inspecting my stuff, picking up Beary Jones and petting his soft brown fur. "It uh, I dunno how t' describe it, really. Means that sumthin's funny in a weird way, I guess."

"Whatever," I say, my head falling onto my pillow as I get back under the toasty warm covers.

"Ya can't go back t' bed yet."

"And how come?"

"Cuz, I haven't scared ya all good yet. I can't go yet 'til I have," he replies, running his hand over Beary Jones' ears before pulling at his red overalls. In a blink he rips his head off and white cotton is falling down onto the floor like snow.

"No, not Beary! Why'd you do that?"

"Would ya shutup already, ya nosy li'l brat? 's just a fake stuffed bear, get over it!" he snarls, flinging it onto the red table. Beary's head sits on the floor sadly, getting squished by his grimy black sneakers as he walks back over to me. I shrink into the covers as he approaches. "I scare ya all good yet, Josie Posie?"

I reply with a soft 'no' but as he gets closer I move back, reaching the other side of my bed until I'm almost falling over the edge. His pale face, a shade of light blue, gets closer and closer to mine. The little blue dots like freckles covering his ghostly skin look like little flattened balls of playdoh before they're gone, shouting a 'boo! My back hits the hard floor. A whimper leaves my lips and I hold my achy elbow as tears well in my eyes and my bottom lip quivers, turning away when he walks around the corner with a laugh.

"Go away!" I yell at him, my voice small and weak and the crying isn't helping.

"Yer such a li'l baby, ya know that?" he smiles, crouching down. A holey black t-shirt clings to his sides amongst his muscly arms covered with black pictures and words. Pants the same color and just as old and beat up are on his legs, but they're tighter.

"I said go away, I don't like you!" I repeat, smushing my face into the fuzzy white rug next to me. Hot tears spill from my eyes and wet my hot face. My heart thuds loudly as I sniffle with each sob, no matter how quiet I try to make them. He begins to say something I think, but I stop him, "No! You're mean and I never asked for a monster, I hate this new house and you're making it worse! I hate you I hate you, go away and never come back!"

"Josie," he says softly, whatever his stupid monster name is. "Hey, look at me."

"Why should I?"

"Cuz I said so, now look at me, you li'l shit," he says angrily, and I pull away my sweaty teary face to look up at his. It's blurry, but it's blue and weird and dirty. Reaching his hand out for a reason I don't know, I look between it and his face before opening my mouth and biting his finger.

"You li’l fucker, ow! Why d’ya keep doin' that, ugh?!" he swears. I get up from the floor and dash out of the room and down the hallway. "Yer really gonn' get it now, Josie! Thought you weren't gonna be too bad, but now, I dunno anymo'." I hear lastly as I turn left down the hallway, and I stop in front of Mommy and Daddy's door. I take one last peek down the hall to my bedroom where the light flows out into the dark hall, hiccups leaving my lips as thoughts bubble around inside of my head.

Wiping my tears away, I change my mind and when I step back into my room, I find his dark, dusty figure with his back to me, picking up something off my dresser. He must have heard me because he turns around and looks me in the eyes only for a second, and then his crazy green eyes fall to the Disney snowglobe in his hand. Little balls of snow fall down onto the castle from in the Magical Kingdom.

"Please don't break it, that's my favorite. I got it from Disney at Christmas time," I cry.

"Won't if ya promise not t' bloody bite me again," he shrugs, looking to me for an answer and when I nod he puts it back. He runs the tip of his finger over Tinker Bell's glittery wing, walking over to my bed and pushing the cover back off of the floor.

"Where are you going?"

"Told ya last night I got other kiddies t' scare, an' if 'm bein' honest, 'm quite sick of you fer tha day, so 'm off," he answers, sticking his long legs under my bed. When I take a step closer, I notice that they've disappeared and it's just the tops of his legs and the rest of him still there. But that doesn't make sense, so much of this doesn't. "Breathe, Josie, 's jus'- 'll be back tomorra, try not t' bite anybody else while 'm gone, sound good?"

"O-Okay," I say slowly, playing with the sleeve of my princess nightgown.

"God, you are such a girl, 's bloody terrifyin'," he says, shaking his head. I open my mouth to say something. "Whatd’ ya want now?"

"You never told m-me your name."

"Well tha's for me t' know an' fer you t' never find out, innit now, Josie Posie?" he smiles, winking one of his green eyes at me. I sigh and throw my hands up, feeling the soreness when my elbow moves and I wince, whining a 'that's not fair, you're never fair!'

"Tone it down, will you?! 's jus' a name, dunno why ya wanna know so bad!"

"Well, if you're gonna be scaring me every night, I want to know."

"My goodness, 'm in fer a load of trouble with you, aren't I?" he shakes his head, looking away and to under my bed where it's just brown wood and the beginning of dust bunnies. Rubbing his big, pointy nose, he lets out a loud breath and I see his wacky eyes once more. "Tha name's Harry. Now, I really best be off. Sweet dreams an' ya betta not hope tha bed bugs bite!"

There's nothing left but a whisper of his words and a whoosh after he slid under my bed, making me wonder ten new things that I don't know what to think of or what the answer could even be.

With a huff, I wander to the door and find the lightswitch. With a last look to the empty space under my bed, I flick the light off and dash to my bed quickly, even though I know there aren't any monsters under my bed to get me. Well, I can't say that anymore, I think, as I bring Mr. Snuggles back into my arms. And I don't know what to think of that really, and how it should make me feel.

But all I know is that I'm kind of looking forward to bedtime now, and getting to see my monster, Harry. He’s kind of . . what’s the word?

Cute.

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amethxxt · 5 years ago

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My thoughts on D3

It took me so long to finally write this, I don’t know why. But let’s get started.

First, all I wanna say is that I liked the movie, I thought it was good but as always, there are a lot of things that should/shouldn’t have happened and that we need to talk about.

I wanna start saying that VK Day wasn’t really important in my opinion. Dizzy had received an invitation at the end of D2 so we knew she would be coming, but why, WHY, the whole application thing happened? VK Day happened ONCE, and it doesn’t really have a reason to happen. They could’ve kept sending invitations to the VKs they wanted.

The whole VK Day thing is so, so wrong and it didn’t make sense in the movie.

Getting out of and abusive place with abusive people shouldn’t be turned into a contest;

Do you think all of the kids would be able to fill out an application? That all of the parents would let their kids participate?;

What about people who don’t know how to write/read and what about babies and little kids?;

When the Cour Four announce which kids were chosen, it was so weird to see the VKs cheering and clapping, never looking disappointed, sad or angry. I know I would feel terrible if I hadn’t been chosen. And how was everyone suddenly in love with the Core Four when in the last movie they said they weren’t really welcome on the isle?

Moving on, there’s Ben proposing to Mal. All I can’t think of is that maybe it’s too soon? I mean, D2 was about Mal not feeling like herself, like she didn’t belong to Auradon and not being able to handle being Lady of the Court but in D3 she’s totally okay with being Queen? But alright, let’s do this for the sake of the plot.

We see the new VKs and omg they are adorable, the twins are the custest and Dizzy and Celia’s friendship, I’m here for it.

Uma. My savior, my soulmate, the love of my life. She was gorgeous and Harry was so in love with her, no one can tell me otherwise. They finally showed her true intentions (we knew them already but people needed to finally see SHE ISN’T A VILLAIN). All she wants is for all the kids to be free at once and not having to wait god knows how long for that to happen.

Now talking about Mal and Uma’s friendship...

Yeah okay, sure, the scenes were good, we saw more of Uma and all that, but... Do you really think it would be that easy? The girl bullied you for 7 years and betrays you 3 times. But after one day together all is forgiven?

That’s what Disney needs to understand: you can be mad at people if they deserve it, you don’t need to forgive them if they don’t deserve it. Your feelings are valid and forgiveness takes time. They showed this with Maya and her dad in Girl Meet World, so why not in Descendants? Some kinds of forgiveness don’t come so easily.

To forgive someone, that person has to say they’re sorry. Mal never says she’s sorry for what she’s done to Uma. Mal and Ben don’t say they’re sorry for what they did to Audrey. The only person who hears Mal say “I’m sorry” is Evie.

When Mal decides to close the barrier forever they don’t have a meeting about it. What Ben says suddenly doesn’t matter and there is no council and Evie (the king’s counselor) isn’t there to say what she thinks. Mal, Belle, Beast and Fairy Godmother agree with it and that’s it.

I saw a post here that made me realise that if they closed the barrier forever, they would basically kill everyone there since there wouldn’t be food. What. The, Fuck. Mal.

What else does she have to do for people finally realise she is selfish. It doesn’t matter if Mal’s your favorite character, she has flaws and she is so, so selfish. If you think that she was the selfless hero for deciding to bring the barrier down at the end, please, that was that was the bare minimum.

If you wanna talk about a selfless hero, how about Uma? The girl who had been free since D2 and was still trying to find a way to free the VKs, the girl who helped the Cour Four save Auradon because that place was their only hope. And the girl who was willing to go back to an abusive place, knowing she would never get out, so she could protect it, giving up her freedom.

But, yeah, I guess Mal’s the hero.

Now let’s talk about Hades. Ah, Hades. Mal’s daddy.

I knew, you knew, everyone knew. But I had a little hope it wouldn’t be true. I’m gonne be honest, yeah, the scenes were cute, I’m sure the song is gonna get stuck in my head at some point but I don’t think I’ll ever completely like the idea.

Because I can’t get over the fact that this was lazy writing. Now, I’m far from the best writer in the world but the books told us Mal’s dad was a human. Since D1 there was no evidence that Mal was related to Hades. No blue hair, no blue flames, nothing, zero.

Suddenly, she knows he is her father and Evie knows too. What? I thought that the least they could do was Mal finding out that her father is Hades but the fact that she already knew makes no sense. She knew and never tried to see if she had any power like his? If they had given us any kind of hint it would be better. Like, during her fight with Uma at the Cotillion, when she turns into a dragon, what if the fire was blue? There would theories about it.

But there was nothing, which means they had no plans of Hades being Mal’s father and just decided that would be good when she needed the ember. Come on Disney, there wasn’t any other way for them to get the ember? The VKs couldn’t just steal it? After the barrier is down he helps Audrey and yay, party.

He didn’t have to be her father for the story to work. But they want Mal to be powerful, they want her to be the best character, so why not make her the child of a god?

Here are some other things I think about the movie:

Audrey was amazing. If you think she didn’t have the right to be upset, you’ve watched it wrong. Go back to D1 and do it again;

Her grandmother is the worst, she says she’s sorry to Mal but doesn’t say it to her own granddaughter after she hurted her feelings and put so much pressure on her;

Ben’s crown still looks like plastic. Why didn’t they change that? And the CGI of the dragon, omg. It’s never perfect but it was worse than D1 and D2;

We should’ve seen more of Jay, Carlos and Evie.

Gil is my baby, I love and will protect him. He’s precious.

The huma moments, thank you Disney.

But why imply that Audrey and Harry are something else at the very end? People just need one second to forget about all the hugs and cute moments Harry and Uma had;

Queen Of Mean if the best song and no one can change my mind;

Also, Celia is Uma’s Dizzy and no one can change my mind;

I missed Lonnie and they could’ve done something with her like they did with Audrey calling Chad in D2;

Dr. Facilier and Celia were adorable.

The tribute to Cameron was beautiful and it made me cry. I miss him. (https://thecameronboycefoundation.networkforgood.com/)

I thinks that’s it for now. Like I said, I liked the movie but we need to talk about these things. If you’ve read this, I hope you liked it.

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ramblinganthropologist · 5 years ago

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Dragon Age 100 - 5 (Light)

Summary: Haven sucks and the newly minted Herald Kaaras Adaar is at the end of his rope. Luckily, there’s someone there to pull him back from the edge and remind him the wonder of self care. Family’s great like that. (Inquisition.)

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“I believe that will handle business for today.”

Fucking good.

Kaaras' entire body ached as he stood up from his spot at the impromptu war table. Spread out in front of him were numerous pins stuck to the map of Ferelden, all of them someplace he needed to be or something that needed doing. They were growing by the day as more people heard about this nightmare freak show people were calling the Inquisition. Apparently, they were gaining a reputation for getting the job done.

“Herald, you have been quiet today.”

His insides twisted. The voice belonged to Cassandra-way-too-many-names, a Seeker and major pain in the ass. Back when they had first met, she had shouted at him and even hit him once before dragging them both out to the ass end of hell itself. It hadn't exactly created a first impression, and that was without all the demons pouring out of holes in the sky. The fact she refused to call him by his own damn name didn't help matters either. No matter what, she didn't seem to get he wasn't fucking Andrastian.

Or maybe she was trying to convert him. It wasn't working.

It was hard to think of words – exhaustion coursed through his entire body as he resisted the urge to stretch tired muscles. When was the last time he had slept, or eaten for that matter? He couldn't even remember the last time he had had something to drink, and he felt it in his dry lips and parched throat. Wasn't much time for that with having to run all over Ferelden chasing leads and killing Templars.

“Not a lot to say, Cassandra. You've all got this handled.”

Next to him, the Inquisition's ambassador was still writing. Once she glanced up at him, eyes concerned. He liked Josephine about as much as he could like anyone in this hell party. She was nice, and more importantly she asked if he could do something before she gave it to him. Everyone else just barked orders. Talk about rude.

“Are you sure, Kaaras? You look tired. Is your hand bothering you?”

Yes. Yes it was. The damn thing refused to shut up during the night when he tried to catch a few hours of sleep. Every time he tried, it pulsed green light and shot pain through his entire left side. On bad nights, it kept him gasping and clutching at his thin, too small sheet as he all but rolled onto the floor. It was more comfortable down there anyway, given how small the damn bed was. But hey, it closed rifts so that was good enough for the torture, right?

He allowed a tired smile that he didn't really mean. “I'm getting used to it, Josephine. Don't worry about me.”

She didn't look too convinced, and if he hadn't been stuck in the middle of nowhere he would have appreciated it more. The woman was lovely, it was just bad circumstances that had shoved them together. Maybe in different light, they would've been just fine. However, she was attached to the Inquisition and thus put him on edge.

“You should rest.” Leliana, shadowy and creepy in the way a good spymaster should have been, was rolling up her notes. She had spent most of the meeting arguing with their commander – something he was glad for. He hated the fucker and his attempts to oust him hadn't worked. “Your control of the anchor only grows worse with exhaustion.”

It was a blunt statement he couldn't deny. Kaaras' shoulders sagged as he managed a brief nod. Sure, he would try – but there was no guarantee it would work. Even if he did, sleep was no better. Lately all he got in his fitful rests were endless nightmares of glowing green apparitions that chased him in the darkness. They were growing closer by the night, as if they were closing in on him. What would happen when they caught him, he didn't want to know. Maybe he would just die in his sleep.

It was bad, but that almost felt comforting to think it could end. Talk about a light at the end of the tunnel.

Outside it was cold and snow had freshly fallen on the ground in patches. The rest was all gray sludge or mud, trampled by countless feet that swarmed Haven like a hive. Kaaras walked a familiar path, head down. Right then, he probably couldn't have handled a conversation.

His stomach ached dully – a reminder he hadn't eaten. It matched tempo with his pounding head and aching body. He felt like one big bruise in various stages of healing, and if someone were to press down he would feel it even worse. Plenty of people needed – even wanted- to do so those days. It was like they didn't even care about him.

Of course they didn't – all they wanted was his fucking hand.

Kaaras had a small room to himself off to the side. The key clicked in the lock when he threaded it through, and he sighed as he fell onto his bed. All he had left was the energy to take off his boots and jacket – forget his binder. He had lost track of how long he had been wearing it. Who cared about his ribs right then anyway? Certainly not him as he curled up to fit onto the bed, too tired to arrange his blanket on the floor to seek out a bit more comfort.

At first, he would cry himself to sleep. Lately, he was out of tears to do that. So he just lay there, feeling his body pulse and throb. In the morning they would probably send him to some ass end of Ferelden again. Then, who knows. They were talking about heading out to fucking Orlais – Orlais of all places! - next. Just thinking of it made him want to cry, but instead he closed his eyes and prayed to the Creators for sleep.

They didn't answer. He was beginning to think they had forgotten him too.

Kaaras wasn't sure how long he lay there, feeling his body ache. Maybe it was hours. Whatever it was, he was suddenly roused to wakefulness by the sound of commotion coming from outside. Guards were shouting, and they sounded pissed.

“Stop right there! Identify yourself!”

“Get fucked, Templar, you're lucky I didn't fry you. Now tell me where the fuck he is.”

There was the sound of metal hitting a wall at a fast pace. It was close. Someone let out a strangled gasp as the deep-voiced man held them probably against a wall. Pure fury dripped from every word they spoke.

They... they were Dalish.

Kaaras sat up, eyes wide as he stared at the door. Logic had abandoned him in the fleeting hope of a rescue. He would have thought he was dreaming, but his hand decided to pulse. It was a painful reminder that all of this was real, strange as it was.

“O-over there.”

The metal hit the ground. Silence echoed across Haven as footprints approached his door. It was locked, but that didn't matter. A familiar sound of scraping metal tools against the lock was his world right then. Just a little more to the left and it would open.

The lock clicked softly and the door swung open. Standing on the other side, armed to the teeth, was a qunari. He barely fit into the door as he strode through, broad shoulders cloaked in dark leather of Dalish make. His face was unmarked, but his jewelry and bearing could have only marked him as one of the People – a very tall member. He had to be 6'8, maybe even close to 7 feet tall. His purple eyes focused on him, and then they widened.

“Shit, Kaas.”

Akri had grown since Kaaras had last seen him. And... apparently gone to the wild side if his spiky hair and facial piercings had anything to go by. His body language was rage and annoyance, so different from the young man he had left behind. What had happened to him since they had last met?

“What the fuck did they do to you?”

A female voice sounded from his shoulders. Kaaras' eyes traveled up – someone was sitting on his brother's shoulder. She too was Dalish, with red hair and tattoos to Mythal inked into her skin. He knew that slight frame and bright green eyes anywhere, though. Those hadn't changed much over the years, even if she was apparently now an adult.

Jackel was soon at his side, Akri not far behind. They were soon squeezing him hard, almost enough to compress his aching ribs to the point of breaking. It didn't matter though – tears were soon trickling down Kaaras' face as he hugged both of them for dear life. They were real, and they had come for him after all.

“It's gonna be ok, Kaas. We'll get you out of here.” Akri's deep voice rumbled as he squeezed tighter. “No fucking shems are going to hold you if we have something to say about it.”

Jackel had settled onto his shoulders, still weighing about as much as two grapes. “Who's in charge here anyway and where do they sleep? We need to have a talk.”

At this, Kaaras let out a bitter laugh and felt his shoulders sag, taking his cousin with him. Here was the cruelest fact of all, the one he had been trying to avoid since it had begun. Speaking it would only make him feel worse, but they needed to know.

“Technically I think it might be me.”

He held out his hand, glowing palm on full display. “I'm in really deep, you two.”

Just then in pulsed and sent out fire. Akri's eyes were as large as dinner plates as he watched. No doubt he was running through every spell he knew and then some. Maybe the Dalish had something, because the humans didn't. They had run every test on him and found nothing. It closed rifts and hurt – that was their conclusion.

“I'm going to murder someone.” Jackel's voice was a solemn vow as she looked over at Akri. “Write Mamae. Maybe she'll know.”

“Already working on how to describe it.” He frowned, piercings moving with him. “But before that, we gotta get Kaas back to eating and sleeping. You look like shit, bro.”

Always the blunt one, and yet Kaaras found himself chuckling. It turned into a full laugh that scraped his insides of a lot of the bullshit that had been building up over the last few months. Where there had only been despair, now there was the slightest bit of hope.

They cared about him. Someone fucking cared.

Jackel patted him on the head, right above his horn. “Nobody's gonna fuck with you tonight, Kaas. We'll make sure of that.”

Oh, and Kaaras was surer than anything of that. For the first time since he had woken up in the dark, he wasn't afraid. Well, that wasn't accurate – he was still scared shitless, but it was easier to handle it with family by his side. They had his back, even in the midst of utter bullshit. Maybe that was why his eyes started to flutter and ache for closing. At last, his body was shutting down.

“I got you, Kaas. Don't worry about it.”

That was the last thing Kaaras heard before he gave himself over to strong arms and the lure of sleep. Even in the mist of cold Haven, he was warm. That alone put a smile on his face as he fell into a thankfully dreamless slumber. Maybe they would keep the demons at bay for him. If they did, he might sleep after all.

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“You have got to be kidding me.”

Leliana's mouth was in a thin line, and Cassandra looked ready to throw something. Next to them, Josephine looked perfectly calm as she peered into the room that their Herald normally occupied on his own. Apparently, he had guests.

They were all on the floor on a makeshift pile of blankets. Kaaras was in the center, face peaceful as he was lost in a dream. Haven's two intruders flanked him on either side, the smaller elf all but throwing herself over him like a makeshift blanket. The other qunari was close by, one arm wrapped around the Herald. Neither looked like they were about to be moved.

“The bigger one is a mage. He blasted through the defenses the little one couldn't pick.” Leliana was still doing recon. “They're both Dalish.”

Cassandra's tone was flat. “I can see that.”

“Perhaps they are his family? Kaaras had mentioned he was Dalish.” Apparently, Josephine was the only one to remember things. “They do resemble each other... maybe he asked them to join them in Haven?”

If they were able to slip past defenses, perhaps they would be useful additions to the Inquisition. They could always use more mages, and Leliana had been complaining she needed better agents. There were plenty of places for them to support the Herald should they choose to stay.

And judging from the grip, they were.

Their voices roused the smaller one. One large green eye fluttered open and locked into a death glare. She had a knife in her hand, from where Josephine had no idea. She took a step back as Cassandra stiffened and Leliana reached for her bow. This was... not ideal close quarters.

“You're all fucked when Kaas wakes up.” Her voice was thick with sleep as she cuddled closer to Kaaras. “Now fuck off he hasn't slept in days because of you people.”

“Fuck off, shems.” the qunari echoed, not even opening his eyes. The air still tingled with electricity, however – he might not have been looking, but he was aiming just fine. Josephine certainly got the message, and luckily so did her companions. They shut the door behind them and backed away.

Later, when the Herald was awake, this would need to be discussed. However, if they managed to get him to sleep she couldn't see harm in letting them stay. Really, that was the first time she had seen the qunari look so peaceful. And realizing that was... unpleasant.

Even more unpleasant? Dealing with the Inquisition's forces later. After all, they had been blitzed by two lone agents. That was just embarrassing, but it technically wasn't her department. That one was on Cullen.

Maybe Kaaras had been onto something about his removal...

#ramblinganthropologist's Dragon Age 100 #ramblinganthropologist's writing #Kaaras Adaar #Akri Adaar #Jackel Lavellan

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thewalkingdead-imagines · 7 years ago

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Negan Imagine ~ Secret

Negan and the Reader develop a close relationship that has to prove itself after he finds out that she has been hiding something from him…

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The dimmed sunlight of the dusk shone into your bathroom while you looked at the scar on you shoulder while you spread creme over it.  But that scar wasnt just any scar.  It was pretty light already but you could still see where the teeth of the walker had buried themselves into your flesh.  After the jail got blown up you were separated from everyone, had no food, no weapons, nothing.  You had been circled by walkers and in that moment you had to decide to run or to die there.   And you ran.   At some point rotting hands had grabbed you and you had felt the teeth burying themselves into your flesh while you’d felt no pain, the adrenaline in your body had been way to strong and that was probably also the reason you had ripped yourself out of his grab and just ran and ran and ran.  When you discovered and realized after hours of running panically that you had been bitten you had thought that all was over.   Maybe, if you would have had a weapon, you would have ended it not wanting to go through the pain of being infected.   But it didn’t come that far.  You had never felt any other pain than the one of the healing wound.  You never had feaver or anything else you had seen at people that had been bitten.   It was just a big wound.  Nothing more.   And it healed and turned after you had got reunited with your group again into a scar.   You had almost been afraid to say or realize it but after all, you were immune.   You stopped to lotion the scar and looked outside the window. Negan could come any moment.

  You still didn’t know why but Negan have had something for you since the beginning and whatever it was it had grown over time.  But after you had to see what he did to your friends with your own eyes, what this man was capable of doing with a big smile on his face, he had a hard time with you, a really hard one to be honest.  Time passed and you got to see way more than just this one side of him. He could be gentle, even soft when he was alone with you and after some time you couldn’t deny anymore that you developed something for him that grew stronger with every time you saw him and you had begun to accept your feelings for him. He didn’t know about your scar or even your immunity, first you and the others had hid it from him not knowing what he would do or where he would take you if he found out, now, you knew that he wouldn’t even harm a single hair on your head or let someone else do that, but you were too deep into hiding it to just reveal it. Yes, he wouldn’t hurt you, but you still didn’t know if he would hurt others if he would find out that they helped hiding something that important from him. “(Y/N), need to talk to you”, you suddenly heard Ricks voice through the door. You slipped a shirt over, opened the door and looked directly at Rick.  “I need you to go on a run”, he said looking seriously at you.   “Do we still not have enough supplies for them? Rick, I can try to talk to Negan”, you asked sighing while you leaned against the doorframe, knowing that Negan had taken care of that you had enough medicine and food around.  “No, no it’s not that. You know how close it was the last time, can’t risk that he finds out”, he said nodding over to your shoulder.   You wanted to answer but before you could do that, you heard a bat drumming against the metallic gates.  “You stay inside, I’ll manage the rest”, Rick said stressed before he stormed outside. “Rick that-”, you tried to call after him but stopped sighing as you heard the door shut. Negan wouldn’t be satisfied with hearing that you were on a run, that was for sure. 

You stayed in the bathroom, the door closed while you tried to hear if you could hear voices outside and after a few minutes, you did.  “So Rick, I miss my Sweetheart here, where is she?”, You heard Negans voice say.   “On a run”, Rick responded but you could hear in his voice how tensed up he was.  “What a fucking shame that I think you’re fucking lying”, Negan said before he continued.  “So now show me where she is”, Negan commanded.  “As I said, she’s outside”, Rick responded as tensed as before.   “Arat”, you just heard Negan say before you heard the click of a gun.  “So Ricky boy you’ve fucking seen with your own damn eyes that I’m a man of my word and since she could blow that guys head of, you better change your mind and I forget that you were a lying asshole that kept my girl from me or…well, you got another smashed head, you want that? You really want that Rick?”, Negan asked while you swallowed hard.  “She’s inside”, Rick said.   “Good. So what do you say for not killing another one of your pricks when you fucking lied to me?”, Negan asked.  Silence.  “What do you say?”, Negan growled sternly after a few moments “Thank you”, you heard Rick growl.   “Why not directly like that”, Negan chuckled before you heard the door opening. You opened the bathroom door and walked down the stairs as you saw Negan coming towards you.  “Holy hell, I fucking missed you, Sweetheart”, Negan said chuckling while he walked towards you.  “Has been a long ass time”, he continued as he came even closer, his eyes roaming over your face.  “Four days”, you said before Negan looked grinning at you.  “As I said long ass time, way too fucking long”, he said before bowed slightly down to you to press his lips onto your neck while he beard tickled your skin.  You felt a shiver running down your back, knowing how awfully close he was to the scar you were hiding. He let go of your neck and instead cupped your face with his hands and pulled you into a deep kiss that let your knees turn weak every single time.  “Can you fucking believe Ricky boy wanted to withhold you from me? Fuck, he better not do that again”, he said after he let go of your lips and you huffed slightly. You still couldn’t stand the way he was talking to Rick and you probably never could. “Or did you want him to fucking hide you?”, he asked, a tensed even a bit growling undertone in his voice. “No I didn’t, you know that Negan”, you said before he nodded slowly and pulled you a little closer. “Alright”, he said still a little tensed while you leaned your head against his shoulder. “Don’t be pissed”, you said wrapping your arms around his torso, knowing that he secretly had this fear that you would turn against him. That you would go back to hating him and doing nothing more that talking nothing but the most necessary things with him and glaring at him whenever he looked at you. “I’m fucking not”, he said, a little softer, before he looked at your head that was still resting against his shoulder. “I prepared some great shit. We both are gonna go on a little trip tomorrow”, he said smirking. “Fucking Rick here with his side eye’s getting on my damn nerve and I think we could use some more privacy ”, he said winking while you rolled your eyes chuckling. “So you’re fucking coming with me? On a little adventure”, he asked smirking before you slowly nodded. Hiding it here or outside, there wasn’t a real difference. “Fuck yeah”, Negan said chuckling before he pecked your lips and continued. “But not today anymore, it’s already getting dark outside…Why don’t we go up to your private paradise? I feel like I could use some damn time with you”, he said smirking, before walking with you upstairs.

You laid on your bed, hearing the water of the shower prattling while you waited for Negan to finish. Finally, the water turned off and minutes later, Negan came out of the bathroom wearing some sweatpants and a white shirt, his hair wet and his face surprisingly freshly shaved. You had never seen him without his beard, but he definitely looked just as good as with one. “You shaved?“, you asked chuckling while you looked at his beardless face. "Yeah, had to get rid of this shit”, he said stroking now over his bare skin while he walked over, pecked your lips and let himself fall next to you. “What? You don’t like it?”, he asked looking over to you. “I like both, just gotta get used to not being tickled by it anymore”, you said chuckling while you laid down next to him. He looked grinning down to you and leaned a bit closer to capture your glance. “Well I guess we can fucking work on that”, he said huskily before he leaned down and captured your lips. He quickly deepened the kiss, his hand had a strong grip on your waist, you hummed satisfied but still hungry into the kiss as you let one hand rest on his strong chest, the other one run through his dark and still wet hair. Someday, this would lead to way more or at least you would want it to lead to way more, but wouldn’t be able to. Hell you couldn’t even wear a tank top around him, how were you supposed to be naked around him?

You didn’t know for how long you just laid there with him, kissing him hungrily before he let go of your lips and began to kiss and nibble down your jaw to your throat while you buried your hands deeper in his hair and hummed again. You enjoyed the feeling until you felt him traveling lower and with that closer to the scar. In the very moment your realized that, your body flinched slightly making Negan stop and look confused and somehow concerned at you. “You alright? We can stop right fucking here if don’t feel comfortable”, he asked while you tried to find a way to handle the situation. “I’m fine”, you said running your hand through his hair. “Really? You know what I told you about fucking, that also counts for this shit. I can fucking wait, only thing making me pissed is when you’d do it without fucking wanting it”, he said looking down at you. “Yes, really and I know”, you said leaning up to peck his lips. He let himself fall next to you into the pillows before he looked at you, something between a smile and a smirk on his lips. “Come over”, he muttered, lifting his arm for you to huddle up. You let yourself fall into his arms and laid your head onto his chest. “You’re not gonna tell me where we’re going tomorrow, are you?”, you asked tracing your fingers over his clothed chest. “Nope”, he said while a throaty chuckle let his chest shake. “Not even a hint?”, you asked hearing him chuckle again. “Not even a fucking hint”, he said while you sighed out in disapproval. “Oh come on, you can’t make me ruin the fucking surprise”, he said pulling you closer. “Alright”, you muttered before you laid a while there with him, just enjoying each others presence. "You trust me, right?”, he suddenly asked while you huddled up closer to him. “Yeah, why are you asking?”, you muttered against his neck. “Hmm…doesn’t matter”, he muttered while you could tell that he was lying. “You sure?”, you asked rising your head from his chest to look at him. “Yeah”, he muttered while you nodded, still not believing him but knowing that you wouldn’t get it out of him now. And secretly, you knew why. It was the same reason he had reacted that tensed this afternoon. You laid your head back into the curve of his neck, while you felt how he wrapped his arm tighter around you. “Good fucking night”, he said before he placed a kiss on your temple as he pulled you closer. ”Good night”, you muttered back before you drifted off into a deep sleep.

The sun was already shining brightly as you walked with Negan outside the house. He still hadn’t told you anything about his plans with you but it wouldn’t be too long anymore until you’d find out. You walked down the porch, Negan’s arm tightly wrapped around your waist as you saw Rick walking along the street into your direction until he stopped as he saw you. "Ricky Boy, gonna sneak my girl away for a bit”, Negan said as you were walking closer towards Rick and you could see his face dropping. “What? Shocked? Gonna bring her back safe and sound”, Negan chuckled while you stopped walking and already heard Negan’s voice commanding something to his men. “I’ll be careful, I promise”, you said as you walked over to Rick while trying to somehow get at least a bit concern out of his eyes before you heard Negan’s voice again. “Sweetheart? You fucking coming?”, you heard Negan’s voice while you could clearly hear the smirk through it. “Yeah”, you said still looking at Rick before you finally turned around and walked over to Negan who stood there, smirking and with open arms just to sling one of them around your waist. “Je-sus! We’re gonna have so much fun”, Negan called out, making obviously sure that everybody around you including your friends heard him before he chuckled and walked with you closer towards the gates. “That wasn’t necessary, Negan”, you said while you felt him pulling you closer, before he opened the door of the truck for you and you hopped in. “Believe me, it fucking was and just for the record, I simply said the damn truth”, he chuckled before he walked over to the other side and sat down in front of the steering wheel. The gates slowly opened in front of the truck as Negan started the engine and you began to leave Alexandria.

Just a few moments after you had begun to drive off you felt Negan’s big warm hand placing on you thigh shortly before he began to let his thumb circle over your knee and you could feel a comfortable warmth stream through your body. There were they again, the gentle touches that were just a bit of the soft side of the big bad wolf Negan. You looked over to him and could see him looking smirking at the road, obviously seeing your glance from the corner of his eyes. He took your hand and lead it to his face, to brush his lips over it and you hummed smiling as you felt them against your skin. ”If you continue making those fucking sounds you force me to stop this fucking truck and take you right into its back”, he said chuckling and with a big grin on his lips before he looked over to you for a small moment. ”If that was a threat, it failed”, you said chuckling. ”I know”, he muttered grinning while he brought his hands back to your thigh and squeezed it teasingly. ”Oh fuck”, you suddenly heard him say after a while and your glance wandered to the street. A car laid upside down on it, walkers in and around it that made it impossible for the car to continue driving. ”You stay here, I’ll manage that”, you heard Negan say while he grabbed Lucille. ”No, I’m coming with you. It’s quicker if we do it together”, you said gripping your knife. “Alright”, he nodded reluctantly before he hopped just like you out of the truck. Just moments after that you began to walk over to the rotting corpses, that began to slowly stumble towards you. Your knife dug into the rotting skulls, one by one until you felt how a hand grabbed your shoulder. You turned around as you felt how the walker ripped your shirt trying to get you closer to its mouth before you could stab your knife into its head. Breathless you saw how the dead walker sank to the ground before you heard a familiar voice. “What the fucking fuck is that?”, you heard Negan’s voice behind you as you noticed the what the torn shirt exposed. The scar. You gasped, shoved the fabric nervously over the scar again before you turned around to him. “Nothing just a scar, nothing more”, you said trying your very best to keep yourself and your voice calm. “Just a scar? That are fucking teeth right there”, he said shoving the fabric back and you could feel how your body began to tremble. “Wh-what the fuck?”, he asked looking at the imprinted skin before you shoved his hand away and swallowed hard. He looked bewildered at you, with a questioning glance in his eyes while you realized that you wouldn’t get out of this anymore. Negan wasn’t dumb. You felt how your heart began to race just thinking about the consequences for the others that could follow. But there was no way out. “I-I got bit a long time ago…I don’t know why but nothing happened”, you stuttered while you tried to avoid his glance. “Holy fuck…you’re immune…”, he muttered almost inaudible while you could feel how your tensed body trembled even more and your breath increased. “Why didn’t you tell me?”, he asked before you looked struggling up to him and you could tell that he could see the fear in your eyes. His glance began to darken the second he seemed to see the fear painted all over your face and saw how much your body trembled. “Yeah, sure”, he began to growl, some pain flinching in between the darkness filled eyes. “We’re leaving”, he growled before he turned around and began to stomp away and you had no idea what you should do. You slowly followed him, seeing how he bashed a walker’s head with that much anger filled force that the head turned ultimately into mash while you could feel yourself jolting up. Negan was angry, really angry and you knew him, he was capable of a lot, especially in this kind of mood. You saw how Negan finally approached the truck before he looked back to you. His dark glance hit you, that heavily that it let you flinch in fear while your eyes widened. His eyes turned even darker, the pain was still flinching in between while you watched his every move. “Where are we going?”, you brought out while you unsuccessfully tried to prevent the tremble in your voice. “Alexandria”, he growled before his jaw clenched again while he looked at you. “Or did you fucking think I’d take you right back to my sanctuary and give you over to my damn doc as fucking human guinea pig?!”, he called out growling while you could see the vein in his neck pulsing through his anger. “No, I-I…”, you stuttered trying to find the right words. “Don’t fucking lie!”, he yelled, his eyes gleamed in anger while in yours formed the first tears. “At the beginning..yes I did but for some time now I just didn’t know what you’d do to the others of you’d find out that they hid it from you too…I didn’t want you to hurt them”, you said while you tried you best to hold the tears back. Negan didn’t look at you, while he punched the metal of the truck angrily. “Do what you need to do, but do it to me, not to them, please”, you said before he shook his head while he clenched his jaw again. “In the truck. Now”, he growled while thousand questions shot through your mind trying to figure out what he would do. You slowly walked over to the other side of the truck, and sat in, while Negan let himself fall next to you, hastily started the engine and drove off. His grip around the steering wheel was that hard that his knuckles turned pale white, while he stared sternly at the road and speeded over it. “Negan,…you need to slow-”, you said trying to slow him down but got cut off by him. “Do not tell me what to do!”, he snapped growling while you flinched back. “You still fucking see me that damn way, after every fucking fuck thing. Fucking lied into my damn face last fucking night”, he growled still staring at the road. “Negan…”, you tried to begin before he continued. “Listen I can have any fucking woman I want, so if you wanna go off, just tell me and I can stop putting my damn time in you and get to finally fuck someone again”, he said, you knew that he just wanted to hurt you as much as you had hurt him but his words still had an effect on you that created multiple stitches in your chest. “Then do what you can’t keep yourself from doing”, you said hurt while you felt the lump in your throat making it almost impossible for you to talk. You sighed, trying to stop the tears from falling down your cheeks but couldn’t. You felt the first tears streaming over your face as you felt Negan’s glance wandering over to you. You suddenly heard a loud rumbling, load groans coming from the road as your glance shot up and you saw how the truck ran over a group of walkers, one rolling over the window while the other ones got under the vehicle and made it abruptly stop. You felt your body being forced against the widow to your side, your head almost crushing against it before you could stop it. “Shit are you okay?”, you heard a panicking Negan say as he grabbed you and turned you to face him. “Yeah", you stuttered before he pulled you closer into his arms. “Fuck, fuck..”, he said breathless, pulling you that close that your face got buried in his chest. “I thought for a fucking moment..that..fuck”, he said while holding you that tight that you could feel him trembling. “I should have told you,… but Negan I didn’t lie about trusting you, I do…I-I’m sorry”, you sobbed into his shirt before you heard his voice. “I’m fucking sorry, I didn’t mean it, I was just..”, he mumbled but stopped, as you slowly got out of his embrace to look at him. “We both fucked up, huh?”, he muttered, while his rough hands wiped the tears from your face and you slowly nodded. “I fucking hate fighting with you, really, I can’t fucking stand it,… so we can drop this shit I just need you to promise me something, no fucking secrets anymore”, he said looking serious at you. “I promise”, you said while you looked at him and he slowly nodded and pulled you back over to him and you laid for a good time just in his arms before you heard his voice again. “You know what? We’ll see what kind of punishment comes to my mind, when we arrive at our destination”, he huskily said while you exactly knew what he was thinking of before you looked up to him and he began to chuckle. “We’re still going?”, you asked a little surprised while he looked down to you. “Sure, I guess we fucking need that especially now”, he said, now without the husky tone in his voice but a more gentle one. “You’re still not going to tell me where, are you?”, you asked before he began to chuckle. “No.”

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Fate In 13 - Chapter 2

Fate In 13 is a story based in a fantasy/steampunk setting, following the mysterious woman Bob; not knowing about her past does her journey start in a small village. From there will she seek her true identity, finding both allies and enemies along the journey. The story will contain lots of characters and side-stories following them, while having fate in 13; in Bob. Thank to @iki-rei for doing the image as well for all support. Thank you love. <3 --------------------------------------- 2.0 Sound of porcelain rattled as Bob was pouring up warm tea, that spread a delightful smell of wild flowers in the room. "So Alfred was the one that tried to kill you?" Madame Rozengarden sighed deeply, grieving over the news. "I have taken care of him since he was a young boy. Always so serious and hard working. Bit lonely at times but always kind." It was obvious it shook Rozengarden, whose hand was shaking as she lift her cup of tea. "I'm sorry to tell you about it." Bob said as she sat down in front of Rozengarden. "But you need to know about it." "Oh, I'm grateful about it Miss Bob. Still hearing such thing is beyond anything I could ever imagine." Rozengarden shook her head, sipping from the cup. "He was always a bit special, but I did never expect him to do something like this, never." Gently did Bob put her hand over Rozengarden, not saying anything, just listening as the old woman talked her heart out. Sometimes did you need to talk, sometimes you needed to listen, and now Rozengarden needed someone that could listen on her. Seeing a child she treated like her own, doing a thing like this, it simply broke her heart. For a moment did the old woman talk, her memories of Alfred and the hotel, sharing the sweet memories she had. She could have decided not to believe Bob's accusation, but the way Bob spoke, did she know it was true. Alfred had always been a bit different from others, in ways no one could point out. Many was scared of him but Rozengarden knew that he was the kindest of children. Yet was he capable of such twisted thing as to kill. "You're kind to tell me this and listen to an old woman sniffling stories." Rozengarden said with a sigh. "It... hurts to know he was capable of doing this, I'm so sorry that it almost got you killed, Miss Bob." "I understand, and I will be here as long as you need me to." Bob said with warmth in her voice, pouring up some more tea. Rozengarden looked at her. "Aren't you afraid that he will return?" "No, I don't think he will do that." The woman said as she picked out a letter from her jacket and gave it to the older lady that for a moment looked confused. "I did check through his room after the attack, and I found this letter with your name on it. Sorry, but I did read it, I was looking for clues through his room for who he served but didn't find anything, except this letter to you." Rozengarden opened the letter and looked at the paper that was neatly folded in it, with the soft cursive style Alfred always wrote with. 'I'm sorry for causing such damage to the hotel, both through the damage on interior as well on reputation. I'm sorry for hiding that I had a master else where, whose name I can't tell nor what it's all about. Though I do want you to know I'm fond over the years I have lived in the hotel, in your care as well the staff. Even if I never truly fitted in, did you make me feel like the part of the family. It have always weight heavy on me that I had a life beyond this and never could tell anyone of you about. And now I will take my leave. I just wanted to thank you Madame Rozengarden, for everything, cause you have been like a mother I did never had and thought me much. Thank you, sincerely, Alfred.' As she was reading, had she started to cry, tear dripping to the paper. "T-that silly boy." She sobbed as Bob sat quiet, holding her company. --------------------------------------- 2.1 A few days had past when Cherry RedCargo stormed through the door to the Red Heaven hotel; it was obvious the woman wasn't in her best mood, and quickly followed by Dart that was carrying her bag. "I told you I can carry the bag myself Dart." Cherry said deeply annoyed as the young man shrugged. "Ye mood been foul like e engry crocfish, so better ei teke end cerry it." "True. Sorry, it's that time of the month and it hurts like hell." She sighed annoyed for multiple reasons. Not only had they spent days looking through the city Crowfell after signs for the woman they sought, now she had this gutting pain that made her mood swing a bit. Not that it clouded her judgement, though small things annoyed her a bit more than usual. "I do hope Madame Rozengarden have some tea. I could kill for some tea." A young woman stood in the reception when Cherry arrived. "I seek Madame Rozengarden. Is she in?" She asked, the young woman nodded. "She is, one moment please." The woman vanished to the back-room, leaving Cherry with Dart behind. Fingers drumming slightly against the canes head, eyes looking around as visitors came and left as well staff going around doing their daily chores. "Ye got e nice hotel boss." Dart stated as he sat down in one of the big comfy chairs in the lounge. With a grin did he stretch out his longs leg. "Elmost es comfy es my beby." Cherry rolled her eyes. "You shouldn't call your car 'baby', sounds weird." "But it's my beby though." "Whatever, as long you don't kiss it." "......." He cleared his throat and looked away, making Cherry raise an brow. "Oh really?" "I wes drunk end I just geve her e little kiss on the hood! End I'm sure it looked like e girl!" Cherry just shook her head. They knew Dart had a great love for his car, and no wonder, he had built it from scratch when others dismissed him as weak and incompetent cause of his way of speaking. Coming from a nation broken by wars, and then dismissed as useless in the academy of magus, had Cherry found the young Dart on the street fixing toy cars with both magic and technology; she saw talent in the young man and took him in to the RedCargo where he got to study and later built his own vehicle; Rosha. "If you two need a room, then you are in the right place, Dart." She said with a smile, making him groan. "You never gonne let this go, right?" "Obviously not." "Demn..." Feeling a bit better mood-wise thanks to Dart, did Cherry look on the paintings that covered the wall. Her full lips curved into a smile as she looked at the details, that seemed to move. The paintings of men and women in ancient armors and clothing seemed to move around slightly, like magic was part of their creation. "Who mede them? They look sweet." Dart asked as he noticed Cherry looking at the paintings. "They are made hundreds of years ago, by an witch and artist named Ikirei. There is many myths about her and the work she did, much of it was lost in the War of Fates. But I managed to find some of them and bought them. Expensive but worth it to save some of the most magnificent and magical of arts." "You seem to know e lot ebout her." Cherry chuckled a bit. "Yes, I do. Actually much of the magic I have created have a source and inspiration of her work. Sadly there isn't to much information about her, much have been lost with the wars." She shook her head a bit and looked at the desk where the young receptionist appeared, followed by Madame Rozengarden. When the old lady saw Cherry did she crack up in a smile. "Oh, what a pleasant surprise to see you here Master Cherry!" "Ah, Madame Rozengarden. I'm happy to see my hotel is doing so well in your care." Cherry smiled as the old lady happily waved her hand and lead Cherry into the backroom. "Dart, you are free to do what you want---" But the man was already gone and was now standing at the reception and wildly flirting with the receptionist that giggled. As a last remark did Cherry say out loud enough for Dart to hear. "Oi, she isn't a car." With an ugly laughter did Cherry walk into the room, leaving an embarrassed Dart and confused receptionist. "Car?" --------------------------------------- 2.2 The office behind the reception was as always neatly clean with a large table in the middle, with multiple smaller rooms beside which was kitchen and locker-room. Sitting down had Rozengarden described about the attack from one of the employees and the outcome. "I remember him, young man, blond hair and glasses right? Looked so serious for his age." Cherry sighed slightly. "But the visitor survived? Glad for that. And here I thought I had enough of worries without an incident like this happening in my hotel." "So sorry Master Cherry. I never knew." Rozengarden apologized, Cherry just waving her hand. "Don't apologize, the boy tricked everyone. I'm just happy things didn't get worse and you are as well you can be." Rozengarden nodded as she looked down in her notebook where she had written down all details that going on in the hotel; it was easy to forget small things and duo an incident in the past had she since then always a notebook and write things down. "Yes, except that have the hotel been thriving. The economic upswing of the area have made wonders and increased the monthly income with almost 113% compare to last year at this month." "Really? Makes me glad to hear." Cherry replied with a smile; hearing such numbers always was a joy for her. Rozengarden continued. "Yes, it been prospering and hopefully it will continue to increase. Advertising have really help. Though you said you where looking for a person?" The master nodded as she sipped of her tea. "Yes, I seek a woman that is supposed to be in Crowfell, been looking for days but not a single clue." She sighed slightly as she looked at the cup. "The taste is familiar, it's delicious." While she was drinking did a woman chuckle from the kitchen. "Thank you, glad you enjoy it." Bob said as she came from the kitchen with more tea. Cherry looked at Bob, it was like lightning struck through her body and she sat with wide open mouth as tea dripped down on her chest. "Oi, see something you like?" The dark woman laughed as she poured up some more tea. Cherry's usually steady hand was shaking, and suddenly it cracked as it fell to the table with a loud clinging noise. Rozengarden was shocked to see how Cherry, the master of RedCargo and probably one of the most powerful woman in the world, that had never been fazed by anything that been against her; now she cried and laughed as she jumped and hugged Bob that was equal shocked by the sudden hug, dropping the tea-pot. "Well, hello there gorgeous." Bob said with a grin as she was nuzzled into the mercy of Cherry. It was like Cherry's heart was going to burst when she heard Bob's laughter, and seeing that genuine smile made her eyes just tear more. "Oh lords, I need to calm down, so sorry." Cherry said and cleared her throat, taking a deep breath and took a step back from Bob. In an instant was she like before, though with some strings of tears in her face. "Excuse me for the inappropriate emotional sway. I have been looking for you for a long time." Bob was picking up the pot, but looked up at Cherry. "What? You know me?" "Yes, I do. Very well in fact. You are---" Cherry said, Bob standing up, so eager to learn who she was. But she couldn't hear what Cherry said. It was like all sounds vanished, to sudden become unbearable painful. Her head felt like it was about to explode; the pain grew through her body from her head, and terrified did Cherry and Rozengarden see Bob's eyes roll back as she collapsed to the floor with blood pouring from her nose, mouth and ears. Rushing to help Bob, did Cherry see dark veins pulsing at the woman's head, making her hiss. "It's a curse, Rozengarden, and a very strong one. I never seen something like this before." She said as she touched at her breast with a red nail. For a second did magical symbols pulse like waves over the skin, revealing hidden magic printed on her skin and bossom. The nail glow faintly as she touched Bob's forehead, a dark seal appeared over forehead and Bob started to twitch, her mouth open like she was screaming in silence. Small black worms crawled out of her skin, wiggling out before Cherry cut them with a nail that became like a blade. "This is not only a curse, but also something physical. Call Dart, we need to get her to the ship." "The ship, you mean--" "Yes, she going to the Red Queen." --------------------------------------- 2.3 Red Queen wasn't an ordinary ship. Not one that was built for water and fighting against the brutal tides of the ocean. No, this one was built for the sky, with massive wings, magical crystals and steam-engines that would make it fly over the clouds. Among these sky-ship was there many types, just as those floating the ocean. Big frigates of the clouds, to small vessels that roam the air streams. Among these magnificent ships was there a class unlike any other ship on the planet; Gargon-ships. The name was from an giant, the king and biggest of them all, thus telling the massive size of these ships. Enormous and without equal does these Gargon-ships cloud the skies. Within Gargon-ships is three classes, based on their sizes and utility; Javan-class, the smallest of three, often used for transportation. Norlok-class, usually military and used by Veron Empire. Last was Titan-class, the mega-ships that is without equal and is like flying cities. Red Queen was a Norlok-class, that once belonged to the Veron Empire armada. Officially was it decommissioned cause of damage, and later sold to Cherry and her company, though many rumors is around it since no other Norlok-ship was outside the Empires hands. However, since then had Red Queen gone through many changes to fit Cherry's goals of a ship for the guild and business, now housing over 5000 people. Red Queen had become home for many, and the guild RedCargo was one of many, yet of the strongest. In a large room full of chemical equipment sat a dwarf at a desk; in front of him was bottles of colored liquids, some smoking like hot, other like they were cold. Some smelled awful, others like the finest flowers. "... a tiny bit of sulfur and it should be---" As the dwarf was adding tiny amounts of sulfur, did someone suddenly slam up the door, making him shake and drop the spoon into the bottle. "Fraug damn it---" With a powerful poof of black smelly smoke did he tumble back coughing, his gray beard and fuzzy brows covered in black sooth. "I have told you all, to KNOCK on the door, or by all holy balls I will neuter you all!" "Sorry Stinky, but Master Cherry need you ASAP." It was a woman with eyes like a cat and big ears like an animal popping out from the curly mess of a hair. She sniffled a bit and grimaced. "It really smell bad." "I told you a hundred times Shakunta, my name is Stin, not Stinky! AND OF COURSE IT SMELL BAD! YOU INTERRUPT ME IN MY WORK!" The dwarf shouted furiously as he was packing his back with bottles and medicines in his bag. All went by reflex, like it was normal for him to do that while ranting angrily. Still cursing like a drunk sailor did the dwarf follow the woman that most of the time didn't listen at all; if you where near Stin would you need to be prepared for being in hearing distance quite often. "I will make sure YOU pay for the ingredients that I lost there, Shakunta!" He said annoyed, making Shakunta sigh. "AND DON'T YOU DARE TO SIGH AT ME YOUNG LADY!" From a hallway did a little girl appear, only six years old; wearing a cute blue and purple dress with dirt stains on, riding on a mechanical dog while she laughed. Red curly hair and a cat-like tail was visible. "Hey mom! Hey uncle Stinny!" Shakunta smiled warmly when she saw her daughter, as she crouched down to the girl. "I told you not to ride on Rusty in the hallways, Curie." She scold her child mildly that pouted a bit. Stin that for a second was an angry volcano was suddenly smiling and chuckling. "Oh, hey Curry. How does your training go?" "I'm doing this great!" The girl smiled and held out her arms, making Stin laugh like a dwarf do; loud and burly. "Then I will test and see if you understand my expression later, okay?" "Yay, uncle Stinny look so funny then!" Curie giggled and Shakunta picked her up as she said; "And we gonna go to visit aunt Cherry." "Oh, the big lady." "Don't you say that to---" "I did. She took my nose." Curie put a hand on her nose and looked sad. "I won't get it back until I'm strong enough and can defeat her. Mom, I want to become a big fighter, like... like..." For a moment was she gone in thoughts. "Like Gado!" Gado was a warrior from history and many assume he never really existed. However there was many great stories about this ancient warrior, that is said to be the creator of all styles of battle. Both Stin and Shakunta laughed. "Well, we gonna make you strong so you can get your nose back." Shakunta smiled and kissed her daughter on the forehead. "But now, let us go to Cherry, the big lady. "The big lady?" Stin and Shakunta froze in place, while Curie laughed for a second before she got an angry expression and raised a fist over Shakunta's shoulder. "I will defeat you big lady, and take back my nose!" "I think we need to have a talk..." Cherry said with a voice that was more terrifying than anything Stin could shout. The dwarf looked at Shakunta and smiled sadly. "Was good knowing you, Shakunta." "You too, Stinky." "I told you, it's Stin!" --------------------------------------- 2.3 The hospital was large and contained multiple rooms deep within the Red Queen. Built on the basis of the previous medical bay of a warship, had it been expanded to provide free healthcare and medical support for anyone on the ship. Since Cherry commanded the ship, had she heavily prioritized the health of the people on board and spent a fortune on medical equipment and medicines. Leading this medical base was doctor Arukas, a young woman with pale skin and squinting eyes behind glasses. Her face and body was rather slim, with long elongated fingers that was spinning a triangle between her fingers while she was reading some papers at her desk. Everything seemed to be of incredible order around her, every inch in perfect order. She didn't seem to have hair, instead it was scales of black and green that formed lines like hair along her head, telling about her mixed blood, similar to Shakunta. When the door suddenly opened, did she stop the triangle and looked up to see Cherry followed by Shakunta and Stin. "Hello." She stated simply, not wasting to much words as she got up in a very smooth motion and walked towards the recover rooms. Stin grunted a bit. "Talkative as ever, aren't you Arukas?" "Definitely." Arukas replied and wrinkled her nose over the vague odor from Stin, her long snake-like tongue tasted the air and just found it disgusting. Taking the lead to have some distance from the dwarf did they walk through hallways with numerous of doors. Nurses were walking by, even if there wasn't many patients right now was there always some work to do. "Have anything changed since yesterday?" Cherry asked as she walked behind Arukas. "Nothing. All is stable but it's like she is in a deep coma. Duo the nature of the curse you mentioned, have I not been able to use any form of healing to wake her up." "Is that why you called me?" Stin wondered. Cherry nodded. "Yes, if magic doesn't work, maybe some alchemy will do. I did try to decipher the curse, but it's even beyond me. It's powerful and seem to be related to her memory. When she wake up, are we not allowed to talk about her past, or we might trigger an even stronger attack. I'm afraid it might kill her." Both Arukas and Stin listened to the guildmasters words; even Cherry that is so powerful and knowledgeable couldn't break the curse, said about the strength of it. Though she had managed to get out so much information about it from a short time of studies. Cherry was truly genius and a master of the magical arts. "Such powerful curse... I could probably try, but risk is that it might cause more damage since I don't know the full nature of the curse." The dwarf sighed slightly. "I will try some droughts that I know help to lessen the power of it, but it's usually only working against weak ones." Cherry nodded, at this point was their options few. In desperate times would you rely on desperate solutions. Entering the room where Bob was sleeping in, did all three end up standing and staring at the bed. That was empty. "Is this the wrong room?" Cherry looked at Arukas that frowned, walked out to read the number on the door and came back. "No, this is the right one." The room was small, and except under the bed was there no place to hide; it was just an empty bed, neatly made. "Where is she?" --------------------------------------- 2.4 "This place is freaking enormous." Bob stated as she was walking through one of many big corridors. In her arms did she hold a small bag of snacks she bought from a little store; it was like a big mall inside the ship with all sorts of stores. Waking up in a strange place and bed, was something she almost gotten used to. So with curiosity of this new place, had she left to explore. Luckily she had some coins left and was able to buy some of the delicious snacks she saw in the shop. It was like it was a big city inside of... something, cause there was a roof and hundreds of corridors. Large crystals was glowing with sunlight, giving the same feeling like you where outside in the sun, which was odd yet satisfying. With a blue roof did it give a feeling of being outside. Children, adults and the elderly. Dwarfs, humans, beast-people and other races where all walking there, a great mixture of people that called this their home. By talking with some of them did Bob learn that she was on a ship called Red Queen. Though she couldn't imagine a ship THAT big. Even less a flying one. Just hearing about it was truly amazing and made her more curious about it. Without having no idea where she was did she soon end up in what looking like a huge dining hall, with large amount of tables and chairs. There was lots of people there, most of them young, ranging from small children to teenagers, and some few adults around. "Can I help you, Miss?" Bob who still chewed on some delicious muffin looked at her side to see a short girl with freckles and long blond hair in two thick braids. Dressed in a a green dress and white top was she looking like one of the servants, a young dwarf girl. "Oh, sorry, I'm new here, so I have no idea where I am." The girl nodded. "I see, you look a bit loss. This is the mass hall for the academy. Though it's open for anyone, does it mainly serve the students. I'm a student myself, though I work a bit extra here." She said and smiled a bit. Moving her arms over to hold the plate firmly against her chest could Bob see that the arms where thick of muscles, as well showing some scars. "Oh, then I guess I'm at the right place, there is much I don't know." Bob replied with a grin. Even if her memory was still pretty much gone and she still had some chronic headache, did she still do her best to look positive at it. "What kind of school is it?" "It's the Red Queens Academy, created by Master RedCargo when she created this guild and organisation. The Red Queens Academy is to give anyone free education, as well training in magic and fights. Many jobs we do within the guild can be all from picking flowers to combat, so the academy are sure to give proper education as well give it to those that wants it. Some become doctors, others will be traders, some warriors, others will be mages. The academy is sure to find the most suitable studies for everyone's need." The dwarf girl explained with clear voice. Even if she seemed young, was she seemingly confident and boosted a strong voice. Somehow Bob came to adore this girl, she definitely had charm. "I understand, sounds very impressive. Where is this academy? Would love to check it out." The girl walked out to the main hallway and pointed further down the way. "If you continue down the main hallway for about 100 meters, will you find a cross-road. Go left and follow that hall and you will find the academy reception. There is lots of signs showing as well." She explained and frowned a bit. "Maybe I should walk with you and show the way?" "Oh, don't worry, I will find it. I already taken enough of your time. Thank you so much dear." Bob said and left, leaving a muffin and some coin to the dwarf that looked surprised at it, but gladly accepted it. Even if she had the directions, which was rather simple, did Bob enjoy walking slowly and look around. There were so many people, so many buildings that was part of each other and the ship, making it like huge rooms where people lived and held different stores and utility that was needed for a working society. It was similar to the city of Crowfell, yet so different. It was obviously an area where many students was hanging out, with much younger crowd than in the working areas she went past before. At the end of the hall that she had been told was a large open gate, with massive pillars of red wood with finest carvings surrounding it. Many students where walking in and out, and the first room led to a large open and circular space. At the middle was desks in a circle with a group of people working with administration. Seeing most of them where busy with others, did Bob approach a black woman with long curly black hair and long pointy ears. Her dark eyes looked up from the documents and at Bob. Was it two things that Bob loved, was it honest eyes and heartwarming smiles, something this woman delievered. A little name-tag on the chest said; Administration - Ezi Straioz. "So, do you come here often?" Bob blurted out, still chucking down the damn good muffins, while the woman at the reception raised an eyebrow. "I... tend to do that yes, since I work here." "Good, smart. Sorry." Hiding her face a bit behind the bag a bit awkward did Bob look shameful. "Forgive me for being rude. Want a muffin?" "Thank you... But I don't eat sweets. Not at work. Maybe later." The woman replied with a little smile, making Bob grin. Suddenly a long tongue struck into the bag of muffins and as quickly was pulled into a large mouth. The creature was... different from anything Bob seen before. It looked amphibious, like a frog, but was in the size of a small dog, with long fuzzy tail, naked body and small useless wings. When it smell the sweets had it jumped up on the desk and used it long precise tongue to catch it's pray; a delicious muffin. "Oh so sorry, Nepi is so happy in sweets. Sit Nepi, sit!" "Wow, what is that? Never seen that before." Bob looked curious on the creature that was happily licking Ezi all over the face. "It's an-- Nepi, stop, you drool all over me--It's an frozhu. I saved it when it was a child and now it refuse to leave." "Aww, so cute, just like the owner. Oh, I mean..." Clearing her throat did Bob pet the frozhu on the head, that had a tuft of brown fur on it. "I'm pretty lost and new at this place, so I was wondering if there is any open classes I could go on? Introductions and such." For a moment did Ezi look down on some papers before looking up at Bob again with a smile. "There is. Professor Zenos going to have an opening class today, in about fifteen minutes, in classroom twenty four." Ezi pointed at one of four gates. "In that direction, going left, then down the stairs, follow a corridor, then right into a room, then through the left door---" Ezi grimaced and held up Nepi. "Nepi, show this lady to Professor Zenos." "Bob. My name is Bob." Bob said with a smile. Ezi replied the smile and pointed at the tag on her chest. "Ezi." "Sweet, what is the other ones name? AAAAND let us go Nepi." Turning away quickly did Bob walk away, following the weird frog while Ezi laughed behind them. It wasn't unusual that Ezi would have many that approached her, usually men that more than once would step over the line. Among those was Bob a frisk wind for sure. Making some distance did Bob grin for herself. "Gosh she was cute, isn't she?" She said to the Frozhu that licked it's entire face and body in one sweep. "I call it the awkward-but-cute flirt. I might teach you if you want Nepi. Might be some lady or gentleman frozhu's here for you too!" Quickly did Bob follow the odd frog creature that was happily jumping and barking like some weird amphibian dog. The students around seemed to be used to it, some said hello and at points did Nepi stop to be petted. It seemed to have a nice life here, as the life of a frozhu usually was short and dangerous, was this one a happy fatty that enjoyed life to the fullest. Jumping around did Nepi suddenly make an incredible jump over a group of students right into the head of the tallest of them, putting its arm and tongue around the victims head. "Blalafiaf--" For a second did the young man struggle to get free, but laughed as he held up Nepi. "Nepi! My frog-man, how you doing?" He said laughing. When Bob got closer did she realize that the young man looked similar to Crocodile she met in Crowfell. Tall with skin black as coal with white marks, as well white hair and eyes. Though this young man, with his bare chest showed not a big belly but powerful muscles. "Excuse me, Nepi was showing me the way when he darted off like that." Bob excused as she got closer to the group of students. The tall man, easy over 2 meters, was playing around with Nepi while another young man in the front looked at Bob. His body was slender, and almost malnourished when standing beside the Orcasi. Behind glasses was thin eyes; it was a cold gaze that somehow reminded her of Alfred. Though he was a gorgeous man, yet it was something eerie and haunting about him. "No worries... Sharken use to play with Nepi. You know, animals attracts animals..." "Oi, don't be such grump, and you are the one with the name of an animal, Sly Fox!" Sharken replied with Nepi on his head. It's long tongue was darting after a fly, before it suddenly struck against Sly Fox. Instantly the young man had turned around half-ways, to grab the tongue in mid air with his thumb and index-finger. The eyes were cold. "Don't..." Nepi for a moment got terrified and curled together on Sharken's head, with a burly laughter from the Orcasi. "Oh, the spooky eye!" Gently patting Nepi gave the frozhu some courage, did he stick his tongue out to mock Sly Fox that just glared at it. "Do that again and I will rip your tongue out..." "Sly Fox, Sharken, Nepi. Please behave. The lady here was going somewhere, so maybe we could help her instead of acting like children." It was a young blue haired girl with a sweet expression and voice that spoke, though her voice was hardly enough to get the attention from the others. "Lyndie, allow me..." It was a tall blond woman, with incredible long and powerful legs, that suddenly kicked into the air between Sharken and Sly Fox. The air pressure was enough to make Sly Fox glasses fly off, though he gallantly caught it in a swift motion and put them back on. "What do you want Lufia?" "Lyndie wanted to speak, assholes." Lufia said and leaned back against the wall. Lyndie smiled gently and bowed her heard towards the blonde female. "Thank you Lufia." She said before turning to the others. "This lady here is apparently going somewhere, and we are taking up of her time by fooling around here. So Sharken, please give her Nepi back. And Sly Fox, don't hurt him." Sharken muttered a bit as he let down Nepi that bounced to Bob. The woman was just grinning, it made her just happy to see these youngsters being so lively. "No worries little lady, thank you." She said and held out a hand to Lyndie with a smile. The girl shook it gently. "You are welcome. Are you new here? Haven't seen you before, I should have remembered that." "Cause of her onions right?" Sharken cupped his hands at his chest; the scene made Lyndie blush, Sly Fox roll his eyes and Lufia just shrug annoyed. Bob just laughed and looked up at Sharken with a confident smile. "Onions? You mean melons boy? These are the fruits of wonders." Sharken cracked up in a laughter that was contagious, and laughing herself did Bob look back at Lyndie. "And yes, I'm new. Very new. To be honest I don't know much about this place at all, and I thought a school would be a perfect place to start. So I was told by Ezi to visit a Professor Zenos since he have some opening classes." The blue haired Lyndie nodded. "Professor Zenos have some basic introductions right now. He often travels away for different explorations and diggings, but at times is he here and educate and share his findings. Though he now should be doing lots of introduction classes this week, so guess it would be perfect. We can show you the way, our class is in the same corridor." She said and looked at her friends, that was such odd group of misfits. Together did they start to walk and Bob followed with a smile. "You are all so sweet, thank you. Want a muffin?" Following the students did they show Bob to the big class-room that had open doors. Waving goodbye did Lyndie and the rest move on, Sharken (with all the muffins too) still having Nepi on his head and most likely would be there rest of the day until Ezi got him back. The classroom had lots of people, most of them in different young ages, but also some adults and elderly that sought to learn. Among the benches and chairs did she find her spot in the back beside an old man with shaky hands holding a cane and small glasses on a long nose, with a grand puffy mustachio below it. "Hope it's okay I sit here." She asked and the old man looked at her, nodding. "Of course little dear, of course." He said with a weak tired voice, while he showed tendency of twitching sporadically. "Thank you." Bob smiled and looked at the podium where a man that looked rather young was going through some papers. Shoulder long red hair framing a beautiful feminine face wearing round glasses. Everything about him seemed delicate and feeble. "Wow, he is pretty!" The old man chuckled. "That he is. I have seen him since I was a child, still as beautiful and wise as he was then." Bob frowned slightly. "Since you where a kid? Not to be rude, but that must been a couple of years ago." "Oh, yes, that was a long time ago." He laughed a bit. "About 60 years ago, and he haven't aged a bit. I have been watching him and his work at distance for all these years. And it's about to start." He held out a shaking finger as the lights dimmed slightly and the man at the podium looked up at them all. "Welcome to class." --------------------------------------- 2.5 Zenos had a soft voice that seemed simply to fit his appearance. Vaguely did Bob notice pointy ears pointing out of the red hair. "Pointy ears? Just like Ezi." She mumbled surprised. The old man chuckled slightly. "Ah, yes, they are similar yet not, you see. The lady at the reception is an half-elf, while Professor Zenos is half-anima." "Anima?" "Oh, I'm not surprised if you don't know, we know very little about them. There is few of them left, timeless beings that posses vast knowledge and magic. It is said that they gave humans and other races the ability to use magic, and that the Anima's are the very essence of magic. Truly interesting story, but there is little known about them. Even Professor Zenos, that is half-blood, don't know much about them. Elves are direct descendants to the Anima's, thus they share similar physical traits. But they are still vastly different." The old man talked with a deep passion of the history. "Oh, so sorry, my mind wandered a bit there." Bob had listened with great interest as the old man explained about the Animas and Zenos heritage. Just like before was it something eerie familiar with the names and words he spoke, like in a different time would she know about this, but now she slowly learned it again. "I thank you for the explanation." She smiled. "I appreciate what you have taught me and--" "Three..." Bob looked at the podium where Zenos voice suddenly was heard. Raising a hand did three orbs fly up and float in the air above him. "... is an representation of balance and meaning. Order, Chaos and Balance. Through ages have these three parts in different forms represented most people's beliefs. That people is made out of three cores; Good, Evil and Balance. An representation of people values. These three also represent the embodiment of people; Body..." One orb turned red. "Mind..." Second one turned blue. "And Senses." Last one turned yellow. "Magic in all forms and shapes is created through a mix and balance of these three cores. Even life is formed by them, and death. Thus the number three have always been crucial, today and in history. All of you here, or most of you at least, will learn about these abilities and learn to use them in combat..." Zenos raised his hand, the three cores started to spin and became fireballs in the three colors. They was shot into the air where they exploded into sparkling dust that fell down, forming magnificent figures that moved like a movie before they vanished. "... as well outside of it. Magic is a powerful tool for many things, and what you will use it for, will be up to you. We will proved knowledge and instruments for your development, and many of you will join different groups here in the Red Queen and RedCargo. Though some---" Suddenly did the door slam open, many gasp surprised and Zenos looking annoyed. "Excuse me, but we having a lecture here." He said but realized it was Cherry that was literally storming in, followed by Arukas and Stin. "Master Cherry, can I help you?" "I'm looking for a woman." Cherry stated while breathing furiously. Suddenly seeing Bob sitting and looking curious at Cherry did she point the cane at the black woman. "There she is! Bob!" "Yes?" Bob stood up after thanking the old man before looking at Cherry. "Can I help you?" "I... come here!" The pink-haired woman demanded and pointed at the door. Quickly did she look around at Zenos. "Excuse us for the interruption. Return to your lecture, Professor Zenos." Zenos sighed slightly as Cherry and her group went out with Bob. "That was... unexpected. So to continue the lectu---" He blinked a bit. "Bob?" For a second did he shake his head before he continue the lecture without any more interruptions. --------------------------------------- 2.5 It was lots of whispers as many students gazed upon the guild master walking with determination, followed by Stin and Arukas that also was well-known. Then it was the black woman that was just smiling and had no idea whats going on. "So what's going on?" Bob said with her hands behind her neck. Passing the reception did she wave at Ezi that smiling replied waving. Cherry grimaced slightly. "I have been worried to death, and then you just been walking around, flirting and eating muffins!?" "Oh. You want a muffin? I can buy some more. And I didn't only flirt and eat muffins." "Really?" "I did a quick model-job in a lingerie store too! And helped an old woman with her grocery, lovely little lady I say." "Is this woman for real?" Stin asked Arukas that just shrugged, equal confused by this. Cherry tried to look serious and angry but the corner of her lips twitched as she was about to smile. "That sounds like you, Bob." The black woman frown a bit. "You seem to know me, but I don't know you. Or at least I do not remember you, sorry for that." She felt awful about it, cause she felt strongly for this woman. Looking at Cherry and warm feelings would go through her, as her body remembered good things about this woman. "I understand, you suffer of... magical amnesia, a curse. We can't tell you who you are really, or it might kill you. Just know that we are your friends." Cherry continued. "My name is Cherry RedCargo, guildmaster of RedCargo. Captain of the Red Queen, businesswoman and politician." "That was fancy. Cherry it is then." Bob laughed a bit. "And I do trust you, feel it in me that I can do that. Though I don't want to be just sitting on my ass all days, I want to help out. And learn. I know I have some serious powers, but I'm... a bit afraid of it and I don't know where my limits are, I want to learn about it. And maybe learning about it I might learn to know myself." Walking through many corridors did they soon enter a room, with Cherry in the lead. "That is understandable Bob. And I will make sure you get the training. You will join the RedCargo as trainee. Welcome to RedCargo, my friend." Cherry said and turned around, not seeing Bob. "SHE IS GONE AGAIN!?"

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yesterday after the meeting with Jay I was back to the hotel and fell asleep. I was too tired, I have 4 missed calls from Chris. I really told him that I will talk with him but I didn't called back after. I got up of bed and walked towards the bathroom I need to pee. after doing my business and brushing my teeth I walked to Mel's Room. She knocked out, I'm curious about who she is talking with? who is this man who took my bestie's heart. Mel is a little hoe she's nothing like me, She don't care to fall in love and show love, she is the opposite of me. I can tell if she was at my shoes she would've fucked Chris from day one ten times in a row. she's Crazy. I left her to sleep and went to the kitchen, I made myself a sandwich. this day is nothing special, I think I'll go the a club with Mel today... tomorrow I'm going back to LA finally. I'll see Chris. I really miss him. walking back to my room, sitting on the bed and calling him "Yo" you can tell by his answer that he is busy "What's up light skin" Chris laughed so hard "you crazy for calling me like that babe" I giggled "how you doing babe" I took a bit of my sandwich "I'm good, just painting a little bit, I'm bored without you" I smiled to myself "if I was there with you it makes no difference" I'm talking bullshit now, I wish I was there with him. "trust me babe, If you were here... Mmm I miss you, to touch you and smelling you every morning when you sneaking to my bed.. I miss you." my eyes looking down at my nails and my heart beats so fast, how come that this man is so important to me, he is perfect for me and the fact that he didn't had sex just for me blows my mind. I didn't asked him to do it but he did, and I appreciate him for that. "I miss you more, tomorrow's gonna be a new start for both" The phone line was silent for a few moments "what you mean baby?" You can hear by his voice that he is nervous "surprise" I smiled to myself like a goofy girl "now I definitely can't wait for tomorrow baby"

Me and Chris speaking on the phone like 2 and a half hours now, we talked about everything and basically nothing, I literally saw him Two days ago, and I Miss him so much already.. now we talking about deep feelings and the past. "so I really wants you to meet him" I feel like he really serious about us "your father?" Chris cleared his throat "yes, he is my best friend, you got to see only my Mama and I want you to see my dad, I want to show him how lucky I am to have you" He makes me butterflies in my stomach, the way he talks about me "you are perfect to me Chris, in our first date we talked about how many kides we want, I don't care how many, I just want you to be the babby daddy" Chris laughed I can tell he blushing "you gonna be the baby Mama but nothing Immediately" I smiled "of course daddy, I can't wait to see you! ohh and I'm going to a club today with Mel" damn I forgot how jealous he can be "just you and her?" "I think so, yes, and my bodyguards of course" he cleared his throat "ok, no guys around you, I think you should go to a club just with girls" what he talking about "you mean a lesbian's club?" I'm trying not to laugh, why he gotta be so adorable "yes baby, I don't care just not mans around" I laughed at his reaction "Chris chill, I'll be in the club with full sexy and single guys but I don't care about them, all I'm thinking about everyday is you, so trust me I don't care about them" I don't know how to show him love, how to make him trust me and believe me that I feel something that I never thought I would feel for someone that much. "ok baby but just keep your distance still, you are gorgeous every man wish he could have you" biting my bottom lip "I will baby for you everything" I love to talk with him. he is currently my best friend. Me and Chris talked 4 hours, and it didn't felt like we did talked that much. I think I'll go to Mel's room to see what she doing. as I walked in she was face timing with her random guy, she is not ready to tell me who is he, I'm starting to get annoyed, maybe it is someone that I know and I dislike him and that's why she's not telling me? let me talk with her "Mel" she put a hand on her lips to give me a sign to shut up "I don't care bitch, now you gonn' talk with me" she opened her eyes wide open with annoyance "Ok babe I'll talk with you later" I stood there looking at her, why she is so low key with this guy, who is he? "What you want Robz?" I got closer to her "Tell me who is this, why you don't telling me? is it someone that I dislike?" she shook her head "No nothing like that, I would never do this to you, I just feel like If I tell you it'll get weird" now I'm extra curious about who is this guy. "don't tell me it's Shai or something" she chocked a little bit "What the hell bitch! never tho" I knew she would never be with him but why she thinks it can be weird... "so tell me for once, I promise I won't judge you or whatever" she breath out "ok, remember that day, 4 months ago when we went to a club? to get fucked up and forget all the shit in our lifes?" I nodded my head and suppress my emotions, it was the day when I met Chris. "so we were so drunk, I saw you with Chris.. and that time I didn't know they are know each other" now I'm confused "what you talking about ?" she kept on telling me "I saw you was good with Chris, so I walked to the dance floor, than I met Mijo.. Chris's best friend, at first we didn't know that he is Chris's best friend and I'm yours so we decided to keep it low key" my mouth hung open wide in surprise, I'm speechless "Chris don't know too?" she shook her head "I told you, we wanted this low key, so the paparazzi won't get ideas from me and Mijo's relationship and say something about you and Chris..." I jumped on her and screamed "I can't believe" she laughed so hard in my ear as I hugged her closer "my best friend is dating the best friend of my second best friend" she looked at me all confused "you dumb Rih" I was so happy for her, I rolled over so I'm laying next to her now "I don't understand why you thought I would be angry or it will be weird, I'm beyond happy for you!! we can go on double dates and we can do more things together" I clapped in excitement and she laughed at me "I'm so happy that this is your reaction" I'm happy for her "we are going to the club today just me and you" Mel got more comfortable in her side "your jealousy man knows about it?" I nodded my head "Yes he is.." ugh I miss him so much.

After talking with Rih four fucking hours I kept on painting the wall in my house, but I'm not quite with the fact she's going to be in a club today. I love to know she's mine and nobody else. even if she'll be my wife I'll be even more protective than I do now, because she is mine so nobody needs to look at her. I love the fact that I can talk with her about everything. I can't wait for tomorrow. I'm thinking about her everyday, and not normal thought, I'm thinking about her naked in my bed, how I'm busting a nut inside her, she's on birth control so we good. she's so perfect, I can't stop thinking about her skin on my skin, her kisses all over my body, my throat. the fact that she's saying 'me too' when I'm telling her that I love her means a lot to me. my best friend Mijo is here with me, he is in his room sleeping I think. walking to the kitchen to get me some food, but the fridge is empty with no prepared food. I think I'll go to MCcdonald's to eat something. going towards Mijo's room to see if he wants to come with me or just to bring him some food, anyway this nigga won't say no for a burger. "yo, are hungry?" he was talking on the phone with some girl. he nodded his head at me, l'll leave him to talk on the phone and I will just order burgers through the phone. walking outside Mijo's room and walking towards mine, let me order some food I'm hungry as hell..

The doorbell is ringing, I guess the food is here, as I walked towards the door Mijo finally came down, this nigga talking too much on the phone. Opening the door and some young boy standing there with our food. "wow I didn't expected to do a delivery to Chris Brown" I didn't know what to say so I just laughed "your order" I took the food from him "thank you so much" he nodded his head "can you take a selfie with me?" I could tell he was dying to ask me this "yes sure" he took the pic and walked away. "Fat dude, The food arrived" I screamed to Mijo from the kitchen "coming" I pulled out our burgers and started to eat mine, I'm hungry I don't care, He takes forever to come. The burger was so good, I needed that. My phone flashed up so I checked to see who it is, I got a notification that Robyn updated a picture to IG. let me see my shorty. I clicked on the notification and it took me to see her pic, she uploaded a picture of herself in the club looking perfect. my baby is beyond perfect. she captured the picture 'can't wait to see you #bff' . I miss her so much and I can't wait for tomorrow. I think I'll send her a message and go to sleep so tomorrow will come sooner.

From: Chris To: Robyn 'you looks perfect shorty, I miss and love you baby can't wait to see you tomorrow xx'

I sent her the message cleaned up after me and grabbed Mijo's food, he didn't came to eat, this girl must be special, I'll give him his food and go to sleep, I hope I'll dream about her, wet dreams, to prepare for the real thing, she wouldn't be able to walk after she'll be with me.

Me and Mel enjoyed so much at the club, it was so fun and great, we was so drunk. even Chris sent me a message, my baby has my back. I need to release this feelings for him, I feel like it's heavy on my chest. I needs to learn how to let it out, how do describe those feelings. Me and Mel was out, we was so drunk so I called Don my bodyguard to let him know that we will go back to the hotel in five minutes. I was dancing on the dance floor and felt someone standing behind me with his hand on my hips, I turned around so quick to see who it is and couldn't believe it. "what the hell are you doing here?" shai looked at me like he can see my soul, he got closer to my ear "I needed to see you, I want to talk with you" I shook my head and took his hand in mine, I want to talk with him in somewhere private. Me and Shai was outside the club "listen Shai" he was ready for anything but not even close to what I was going to tell him, trust me. "We won't be back together, I have someone else" Shai put his hands on his face and shook his head "no no no listen babe, I know I cheated yes, but I love you and I know you love me even if you never told me this, but I can tell..." I couldn't listen to him anymore "Shai stop, I didn't knew what is love, with you it was nothing similar to what I feel for Chris, I have real deep feelings for him, I love him" he looked at me numb, I couldn't shut him out again so I decided I will tell him and talk with him nicely, I don't want him to stop his life for me, I hate him for what he did to me through our relationship but he deserve to feel pain. I really hate him. I'm starting to feel angry now. he kept on looking at me speechless "I didn't loved you and I just realized that now, I was afraid of you, afraid of what you will do to me If I'll do something wrong, I couldn't live with that anymore, I don't need to give you explanation , but I'm telling you to let me go! I don't love you. never did. that's why I couldn't even have sex with you. you disgust me" I walked pass him and told Mel that we need to go. I can't stand him anymore, and to be honest I can't believe I said those words, I told him That I love Chris. I really loves him. let me text my Zaddy.

From: Robyn To: Chris 'I'm ready'

I called my private assistant and told her to book the private jet for tonight, to make all the effort so we can be back as soon as possible to LA. It's 1am here, I'll be back maximum in 10 am ... it's about 6 hours flight..

I feel like I slept twenty four hours, I opened my eyes and my heart fell. "what you doing here?" Robyn was laying next to me on her side and just looked at me while I was asleep. "I couldn't wait to see you, So I decided to come here asap" I got closer to her and kissed her, I was on top of her now. my baby, she is here. I want to hear it, that she wants me one more time "What you want Robyn" she gasping "you" I looked at her eyes "where?" I can tell that I already have a hard dick "In bed, right here and right now" I got up and grabbed her hands, I pulled her out of bed and we standing beside the bed in front of each other, I'm testing her now "what now?" I asked, I'm in control "make love to me baby" I smiled and kissed her "how", "undress me first" she's already gasping with need to my touch, I smiles and puts a finger into her shirt, pulling her to me ״I love you baby never forget that" I whispered, Without taking my eyes off her, I began slowly to open the buttons of her shirt. she put her hands on my arms to steady herself , I pulled the shirt aside and remove by her shoulders. she let my arms go so the shirt fell on the floor. I reaches into her jeans, extracting the knob and open the zipper. "Tell me what you want Robyn" Her lips parted and her breathing rapid and shallow. "kiss me from here to here" she whispering and showing me with her finger a path from the base of her ear and down the neck, I'm grabbing her hair and pulling her head aside so I can kiss her. I lean over and leaves soft and sweet kisses along the path she showed me. "The Jeans and panties" she moaned. I smiled and kneeling in front of her. her breath is so fast, I love to see her reaction to my touch. I slip my thumbs into her jeans and pulling them gently with her panties down her legs. She stayed only with a bra. I'm looking at her but did not get up. "What now Robyn?" "Kiss me" she whispers "where" she moaning a little "you know where" she is hardheaded "where?" She was embarrassed and hastened to point out to her pussy, I have a mischievous smile on my face. she closing her eyes, she's so horny. "my pleasure baby" I giggled. I'm kissing her with my tongue, she's moaning and wringing her hand in my hair. I do not stop for a moment. My tongue circled circles around her clit. "Chris .... Please" she begging, I don't want her to cum while standing. "Please what Robyn?" "make love to me" , "that's what I'm doing" I whisper to her. "no, I want you inside me" I waited for this moment forever "are you sure?" she grabbed my hair tighter "please" I'm kissing her pussy a french kiss, putting my finger inside of her "Chris please" I'm getting up and looking at her "well" she gasping "well what?" , "I still have my closet on" she looking at me so confused , she starts to undress me. she took off my shirt and now she's kneeling in front of me. she pulling down my boxer and my dick jumping in excitement for her. she looking up at me and I wish I knew what she thinking about now. she grabbing my hard dick and I'm moaning in pleasure. she's slowly putting my dick inside her mouth and sucking - hard. Mmmm she's so good. "damn Robz , Wow carefully" I cupping her head softly And she pushes it deeper into her mouth. Pressing the lips tightly far as she can, she covers her teeth and sucking hard. "Fuck" I'm whispering. she's doing it again, Pulling me deeper full length, She spins her tongue around the edge. ״Robyn that's it" she kept on doing this and I couldn't take it anymore "You proved what ever you wanted to, I Don't want to cum in your mouth" I'm leaning down towards her and pulling her up by her shoulders and throwing her to the bed. "take off your bra" She sits down and do what I told her. ״lay down, I want to look at you" she laying down and looking at me, I want her so much. I'm licking my lips, let's do it. ״it's a pleasure to look at you, Robyn" I lean over to the bed and slowly crawl to her with kisses, kiss each nipple and she's moaning and writhing under me "Chris ... Please" now I'm looking at her "please what" I'm whispering between her Breasts ״I want you inside me" she's so ready "no, really?" she's moaning "please" I look at her and pushing my legs between her legs, open them and get closer untill I was leaning right over her. and than without taking my eyes off her I drowns inside of her slowly and softly. she closed her eyes and moaning about how I fit into her, she pull her waist automatically up a little bit to meet me, to connect to me. and she's moaning harder as I go deeper. Then I backed away slowly, and slowly filling her again. I'm moving slowly out and slowly inside her. "Faster Chris, please faster" I'm looking at her so proud and kissing her rough and than I'm starting to move fast "ugh deeper" I feel like she's going to cum. I'm moving faster and I feel our bodies moving slowly together, her breast jumps up and down and I'm moving deeper into her "I love you, Reina" that's her new nickname. pounding her at a brisk pace, Her legs shirnk under me "come on baby, cum for me" my breath is heavy "do it for me Robyn" The feelings to be inside her is beyond words, I'm pushing myself deeper inside her, I'm deep inside her and slowly go out, I push myself hard into her and slowly out and again I'm moving faster, I grab her leg and lift her on my shoulder so I have a deeper option I bumped into her more few times and than she blows around me. and right after her I'm cuming inside her "ROBYN" I collapses on her, and my head buried in her neck. finally we did it. I love her, she's fully mine.

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Top of the morning to laddies! My name is Jacksepticeye and welcome to Escapists 2! Its finally out! We got teased about this last year at some point, and everyone was super excited about it, but the wait was so unbearable Man, do you remember the Escapists? I remember when I played that I was getting some videos ready for Christmas and I just played it because some people in their comments had recommended And then it's fuckin exploded into this huge phenomenon that rarely ever happens on the channel And that was really cool to see and I was super happy that people got into it There was a really fun series to do and it has a very special place in my heart and it was a very cool time of the channel to be part of I Think I don't think we ever rekindle the magic like that like to some season series to do that like skate and happy wheels There is another one is I had my head. Subnatica did that! Like very few games have that sort of like factor on the channel so the escapist has a very special bond with me So I'm really excited to play the sequel Haven't booted it up at all. I think I booted it up just to see the menu So there's a versus mode in it now. I'm not going to do that yet I might play with somebody else eventually but for now. I just want to get into learn the mechanics on my own so play game Everything's so much different okay um single-Player only tutorial prison 25 prisoners, okay, maybe I should do this and then move off what else we have sensor parts to Oh they made another one! Center Perks 2.0! That's awesome! I like so I did some of this tutorial, but it bugged down and I couldn't finish it So I'm just going to move on Center Perks. I got a feel for the controls They're a lot different than they used to be so there's going to be some slowdown And I completely forget how to play the escapists. It's been Been two years since I've made the other one Wow Okay, Center Perks 2.0. Is the first proper prison however the guys won't let you have everything your own way This is a challenging game follow the yellow arrow to attend Routines Explore the prison well keep a lookout for any weaknesses find the materials you need to craft the tools for your escape Try and keep your heat and security level low to avoid trouble from guards. The most straightforward way of escaping is breaking through the prison Order for example you might want a chip or put away. Good luck! Oh yeah, and you got to name all the people! Okay, I'm not gonna. I'm not gonna do that because there's just way too many, and I don't have enough names Let's just keep randomizing. I think they said that I was in the game in some way. Can I customize people Oh! That kind of looks like me right? Think the (hahaha) so I just want to call him Jack. There will be one guy who looks like me Yeah, because the developers didn't say that I was in the game, but I don't think it's like an actual pre-made character I think it's just that there's options in it to make it look like me Which is really sweet of them and thanks to them for doing that that's that's super flattering Start game! That's always weird when you're in a video game It still blows my mind one of the Center Perks 2.0. You reform start here! Goal call it's mandatory. Yeah, this is something that I kept forgetting about that you have like duties to do and you have to go to roll call and do all these different things during specific hours you get jobs and Its been ages! Escape attempts will be reported to our control room Okay, I've fought escape then Increase your intelligence by reading our books. I wonder if this is be the same reason there's levels to the Prison's now as well It's not just all one flat base some of them have upstairs and downstairs Which is really messed up well not messed up mess up for me because that's even more confusing. There's more to take in this time Okay, I kind of know all this stuff Am I sharing a cell right at the beginning? Film crew, please don't under interrupts their filming maybe I'll use them to help me escape Maybe I'll be on Netflix Okay, ah I'm not sharing are these oh, you're the vendor Okay, shits about to start let's get ourself. Oh, I'm so cute There we go, and they do like random searches and should I I completely forgot about that stuff. Oh God, oh gosh fucking buttons on videos Yeah, yeah, highlight a desired item I get it I'm oh, I also don't know how to get rid of items out of my hand so sometimes I'm going around with like a weapon in my hand. I don't have to get rid of it. Okay, Jesus There are a lot of you guys Okay, we have a lot of vendors You've all made good progress who's going to get searched Please make one of them jack right from the beginning that would be awesome some interesting development hello camera Crew We beat you out of love. Polish my shoes would you? maybe sing polish my shoes? Cell shakedown victims are as followed. Who? Who's it going to be? Aww! Protanator and Febatista... Those are not names. Okay, let's... Oh, you are selling stuff? Oh, no? I can gift you stuff. I don't want this! This guy's name is Minzy. People are fighting! Fighting in the streets! Wait, what's going on? What are we on breakfast time, okay! Oh did people take them to hospital now. That's cool. God this is confusing I don't know how to play this game anymore. Oh, you got it right. Thanks People are getting the shit beaten out ha ha ha fucking house. Just got down fuck him up Get a can of soda Hmm Loot body pick up body. Okay, got it It's gonna take me a good few episodes to get back into this and remember what everything is like, so Excuse me, okay. I could buy that for $40 Duct tape my mortal fucking enemy Okay, it's weird because then the visuals are all completely different now as well hey, I can't even like loot people anymore because they just Take them away. Oh your free time. So people just hang around okay my friend officer simmons lacking a final necessity For their upcoming spa day. Can you make me a manicure kit? Okay Now we have like crafting is in here And you have all this stuff in your intelligence menu those have actually laid out nicely Because you can see what they are a bit better said where's the fucking manicure kit? Tonic your kid need a file something and something Okay, maybe it's not better because I fucking no idea. What's happening I like the music so all everyone's out and about and they're all searching around the shit I'm going to start searching some decks somebody wants a cake Locate a cake for Bautista seeds cup of bleach a Dead rat Dude, the betsy was lemmings disc and lemming hurt a dead rat butts too perfect ha ha Baseball I need a 12 hand cream. Oh shit. I don't have enough room Top of bleach, I'll get rid of that since I need it for a manicure kit so if I can get the stuff that wait, I Put it in a desk. Good night shit What are you doing? Who are you I? Know I love my eyes onion Morgue lump of sugar hand fan Radio receiver might be good maybe I should put some stuff back into my place oh Another you have a little mini map now that tells you her your cell is This is cool Okay, the tights and stuff and let's go search it again. That's all I'm doing for this route Jenkins desk a what jenkins holding out on us duct tape good Bottle mouth can a soda can I thought I think gives me back energy when I'm trying to do shit? So that might be useful oh wait hidden compartment Oh wait, never Monica Yeah, dude so eva. Hid in compartment now. I don't actually upset like dig a hole in my ground or anything like that Strange old box a plastering could actually be very Useful but that's the thing. I don't know what I need now. I don't know what I need to actually escape I don't know what I need to make items This is your desk. I'm late for a date. You aren't supposed to be in there clyde I wasn't I was doing some else with other people um I Need a file as well shit Paul Suarez Jr.. Ah they named the character after him? That's cool He's another youtuber that's nice of them He played a lot of escapist - look at all these little dudes It's as lunchtime I Don't need energy. I just need to be here Who else once up doing? Father it's me Because I called the character jack, but now he called jacksepticeye because I couldn't even put in jacksepticeye is the full thing I can only put in Jack Septic a They'd the last a was not yeah I carefully hit an energy drink at a desk for someone intended as a gift ungrateful scum Didn't even bother taking grab it for me would you? No problem jack anything for you. Oh It's so cool Okay, job time. That's my fucking job. I Know what my job is is? It's just menial labor so that my character end up as jacksepticeye because I Made him look like me cuz I'm at the beers in there hair on him. Just naturally What am I doing job time sit down? You have to attend the job office when you don't have a job speaking to the job office staff will reward you with money Apply for jobs through the job board instead of job office For the job board oh is it Ha shoemaking mail Sorting waste disposal painting mail sorting job fills avery fuck requirements, not meant shit ok so I might be able to wait disposal before I need to get my Intellect and my weight, there's not much appraiser. How much I need I? Don't even know how to check my stats What are my facts lived uh lots of button uh? Strength Thirty into like Thirty Okay, so if I need money, I still need to do that I Need to get up my strength okay. Oh y'all know what time it is. It's exercise Ciao bitches taming it fucking Am I doing it? I know what this is I'm still at 30. Oh I keep it above that. Oh, okay. Got it figured it out. Oh Yeah, hey somebody else is getting hinge. I said that before To some of my friends, I think I'm getting so hence bro. They're like the fuck is hinge They just noose wall Now h is a thing. I think it's British though. Yeah here we go. Oh. Yeah, it is you hacky sack? How's that Gonna make you stronger? You got to live bleep heavy weight for my toes little stinky men. This is shower time everybody hit the showers Okay, here. We go. Oh No, that is just me because I made this character called Jack What jacksepticeye is just in the game anyway there you I'ma watch you shower a little naked jack Is it quite? No I actually need to shower shit cuz that gives me back. Energy doesn't it yeah? Okay, so big Fuckin learning experience again It's going to take me a long time to get out of this prison because I completely forget how to play this game Like I have to get used to the timing the jobs the showers getting items, I forget What items make what I forget actually how to escape I? Like to take it. It's fun. I missed this game Is that it's not this is jacksepticeye here other jackets fighting we can hide maho dinnertime, oh I was upstairs that time. I didn't even realize I just went up there to the fall of the arrow Our work is never appreciated. I appreciate you you guys help me um I still have mission to do how do I check my missions a Day it's a Spa Ok manicure kid I'm close to being able to get that so I'm gonna keep that going oh Jack that's the guys fighting someone if I don't condemn oh Jack I know he's not the fuck out What do you have oh, I'd love I have to shave a hand fan and a comb Ha ha ha ha of course you have the ha ha ha he should have a megaphone Get the fire I get the Tuber hand cream get the nail polish, okay. I have these two I need to get a foil though. I need to get some money. I have exactly 10 money's Because I sat down at the job place. I need an actual job to be able to do with though Free time ok, it's time to go work out and get both get small get thanks, bro Unless somebody actually has a file. So just make my life a lot easier two thousand nine hundred seventy three thousand four hundred A fish oh Sorry, didn't see you guys there. I was just busy getting my t'wall on. You know being all cool and shit Get it up there come on boy well, we're already going up two by two I Need to get the 60 Grab enough energy to actually be able to do that though. I'm not there I think you have another hour to work out and then Come on Come on. I'm off late the button There we go, okay. Let's should be enough to get my job. I have another hour that I can hang out I think Jobs for please don't tell me somebody took the job wait to suppose all you Have been successful in your application now fill the role as a sub yeah I got a real job. Oh I match is going to be a pathetic youtuber anymore like you keep saying Everyone's always like YouTuber get a real job get a real job. This is my dream Yeah, hey you for your fucking nail files. Hello, Paul Suarez who Also like supposed to shit out of people if I want you know like a boss Hey Burke, Burke will flop What's up, Jack thought it's so bizarre. They're just two jacks walking around in here. You make a whole prison of jacks Fucking ridiculous. They're all just go around screaming at you all the time Nothing of use. I mean a cookie could cook it all we could can I eat the cookie now Wait there we go. I ate it, and I got some energy back Cookies are good I've already checked this 100 files a pile. I got it. Yes Okay, put that in there nice. Okay. We're at roll call again that means I can make this tonight Wait, you're not going to oh Please don't tell me you're actually going to search my my shit this one's me felix. It kind of looks like a batista Please on please don't come after me. I'm a good loyal decent little bouncing baby boy, please Nero unprotonated, haha, Brenda cleary all Bob yelling at me my cell is fucking miles away Are you making me walk further than everybody else? Did you not fucking like me? I need this and I need age What are the other hand cream? Get the top of hand cream. I have to top a hand cream Where are you crossing this off? Or left foot grapple Deliver the manicure kit to officer Simon's or simmons. What fucking did it? Okay, Tara, not sleepy ah it shows me where the officer is as well That's pretty neat So it actually shows me where my my stop is you go and I will gift you They just do it. Oh, I did it naturally nice Collie oh right got myself some money. I think 35 I'm rich I'm loaded I can buy all the things um Okay, who are you going to search? There's a lot of Cell mates in this level though so I think There's a lot of them because that makes it easier because then you don't get checked as often because there's too many of them to pick from Jenkins and avery Okay, cool. So what's my next plan of attack then what do I what do I do? No and it shows me where I can go to do them like an actual quest markers that I'm going to Search around all day for it Okay, what do you need? We're just going to accept things and do them See what happens? Cool coming up in the world, so anything I can buy You're taking the shit out of each other all right? Um no, I can't afford anything and even if I could I don't know what to do free time, right? It's time to start doing some errands. We do I get a cake for Jack. I love that Jack wants a cake I know, it's an energy drink. Oh Somebody else wanted the cake there mind. Huh one of the things is in here Except the guys desk no way Except the guys desk education hahahaha. Oh, it's good There's a chipset. This isn't my desk I Mean I thought those my desk okay? I can actually bring for Brevity's sake and bring back the cake. Oh, yes Hey, buddy Yeah, what did I get ten coins nice? I'm Hitting an energy drink sheet a combed after that day that was somewhere else as well Peter got a virus in the road would you kind of track has done some fresh instruments? We can tune up locate door double bass If you have a fucking double bass in your desk What why? It's a fucking weird Okay, everyone has to come over here for lunch anyway, so I get them then They all don't mind me just holding onto a double bass. You know in case I need to practice my tunes my diddy Okay, it's one of you there. We go. I Did it right God I can't remember anything fucking buttons? 70 coins nice Okay, what can we craft a? Makeshift ladder, I need to bring up my intellect as well. I need like Chippers there. We go lightweight, Pickaxe This doesn't have you I need I need a stick some duct tape and a pickaxe Play with Pig I go weapon component tool What's the first item needed in it? I need to make a flimsy Pickaxe I Need to get a crowbar a handle and some duct tape Okay, I have duct tape so crowbar and a handle somebody had those actually somebody was selling them So let me fucking search then Okay, we're gonna do my job What was my job again waste disposal that was it? How do we do my job I? Need my mask and gloves okay, take the face mask and rubber gloves from the container Collect waste bags in the waste container placed on the corresponding incinerator, okay, ah This is it okay Okay, Kerry, just ism. Which one does this Kuwait Green I? Think that the uh yeah, okay, green blue. Oh, this isn't so bad This is easy Easy peasy suck mine Ep. I Just got another one immediately nice filling up that job quota bro Look at me. Go you've never seen a man make rubbish disappear this quick Boom job done now I can fucking leave no, I want to get rid of these ah Okay, nice now. I want that, but this are you doing oh? This is this menu is super fucking confusing Sorry Hey fucking weird Sorry, I'm just going to check your desk Sorry, honey, Jarvan. I've got a job hurt What's next free time exercising already? Shit, oh when you hear that music. You know shits going down in Exercise, huh see, I'm just walking around with a fucking screwdriver in my hand Hey, I'm getting I'm in Fuckin swole again Watch me do I'm going to need to be strong. I need some big strong healthy Bone. I Need a punch people in the face and really mess her shit off like when I punch them I want to make sure that they stay down Instead of getting back up and shipping me in my shank everybody selling anything good handle crowbar crowbar duct tape. That's what I need Handle crowbar drop take handle crowbar duct tape they ring a handle crowbar duct tape. Oh, I didn't meet you and Flurry Wait, what the fuck I can't I just I don't want your shower I just want to talk to you to be able to do my thing Let me keep the fucking soda in my hand then the heck. I'm not trying to get into your shit I'm just trying to talk to you to buy stuff What's dinner time? Kind of annoying that dinner time is right after a shower time because dinner time is - well I guess that gets everybody into one area, but it's also to like Heal you and give you energy back and shit. I don't need that What are you selling? Yes? Fuck okay cool bar yet what oh I don't have enough room okay? Uh Give you a call Now bye What's this I had enough for both or I had enough for one of each actually I have 55 coins left Okay, God I keeps getting the buttons actually get out of shit We agree if I could sell stuff to people and get money that way Yes, I should do people's missions. Free time. Okay. Let's get some more missions off people. No, not you Except I don't know what any of these are I'm just going to accept them so I have them Get bottle of milk from a desk, okay So they'd hope we actually just have a bunch of mission so they can plow through and do really well I saw actually I bought in the milk down here pretty rancid by now Why are they all out here? What is that shit? Okay, the conductor Locate makeshift double Bass for chip Okay, I have to get another double bass somebody else does has a double bass lying around Didn't I get you guys a double bass already? I know actually don't have enough room for anything shit Need to go hide some stuff. I'm gonna hide the stuff that I really need what are you doing in my cubby? hi, I Don't even need this baton. Yeah, but could you not alright put stuff in here I? Don't know how this works alright button to hide oh, oh Alrighty then are you guys back in and I'll take the soldiers Got you. Hey. There's a dog on the map. Okay locate makeshift double bass. I'm running out of time here folks I Could run a little bit faster. That would be primo And then I need to go buy more shit, okay. They're gonna see me in here. No. They're not they're learning there comes our stomach Make shift over base. Okay. You don't have anything else got it nailing. It killing it crushing it Boom I'm still have 80 okay. You small bit more. I need 10 more The Mimzy selling that okay got it We really harry's if you could eject up tight eyelet. Oh poor jack poor me Okay, I need to get a bunch of items then right? Just fill up on shit, and then go stuff it all down a toilet I don't go back to you then to finish this There we go. I did it. Oh For ha ha ha 95 ok time to find Minzy minzy Where are you buddy the Batista Jenkins? avery Minzy Okay, he's all the way up the top go go go. I'm running out of time actually have another hour Qi yeah Minzy Minzy Minzy Minzy Minzy Minzy Minzy I Got the fucking crap. He's not the dealer anymore But Mimzy you had the guide fuck I Think somehow get a handle again somewhere. I need fucking swat dude damn okay? Who's around Molo and avery okay norma selling one That sucks the longer this goes on the more items, I accrue and then the more I have to pay per click okay then the more risk I haves are actually getting caught and Stealing all myself well that unless they don't actually find the stuff in the hidden compartments Seems a little old p because before you either had to hide it in a hole in the ground or the fuck is this Contraband pouch If the hydrogen a hole in the ground or hided in your veins or something like that are hided in your toilet so against now you have four slats in your table and three in your Toilet so I can actually hide seven things deliver a paper clip to Mimzy the weight oh no, Bronk I mean Z How is that? This is Mimsy right Minzy come here Ich Liebe kunst Today today give him the thing Know what actually tells you how long you have to get back to your cell now as well. Ah that's nice What the doing that for all their things tell me how long I had to get back I didn't see who was doing the searches oh Oh a-One two three four five six five six slots here That means I technically have a total of nine slots damn Okay, oh wait the red ones are contraband, right? Yeah, they're all contraband Screwdriver and the Timber got it items such as tools the weapons can be crafted in whatever Wait, I'll just go back into my thing. Oh, I could only flush them. Okay. I have enough intellect time to make some shit Who made a shovel now? I'm going to go back down to my desk and make my Pickaxe I don't know which ones to Do where like I don't know how I actually get out of this place. I? Need to get out near the main wall, and I don't know how I do that So come into my office my cell. I mean not my office. It could be my office You don't know Get this There we go was that working Weird okay, and I find a fifty intellect that can actually make them stronger Actually, I actually have the things to do that stick and a piece of thing I think ever a piece of sheet metal and another piece of duct tape I can make my shovel stronger as well Who is Gonna be good way? Can they just read books here? I could have just been reading box right next to make fucking cell God damn it man Okay, don't dick me over. Just get me to fifty just stay there it easy Hahahaha, I had to tempt fate midnight. Whoopsie. Come on. Come back It was really hard. I'm tapping I'm tippi tapping superfast When you're in the zone, it's actually easier to keep it in it You don't have to press as many things then when it's going down. It's actually super Easy, it's Okay, let's do this so eight and you go back to my dua. I don't actually do this Bow I give me the shovel and the stick and I should be able to make I Need a sheet of Metal I Don't have a sheet of metal. I had one and then I dropped it on the ground by accident and lost it Well shit. It's dinner time oh, no. Oh Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit Fuck, I thought it was just on oh Okay, if I just stay hidden and good, I thought it was free time. God dumb Okay, I like this mini-map up here now though now I can actually see where the cops are Need a sheet of metal fuck oh Security level increased because I missed dinner. Oh because I didn't show my face at all Gotcha right, I should not have the shovel in my hand Because if I get caught with this then that's the thing I lose You get caught with like a screwdriver or something in my hand Put that back in there got that sheet of metal, bro Didn't have to buy it just found it in a random cells don't come in here. Youfox shovel it stick. Oh No, it's just not even its stick. It's just the the duct tape I'd having trouble figure out. What fucking buttons I need to price for half of this shit. Sorry you keep clicking into things and out of things and Now all my contraband can hide in there Nice, okay. Well. I'm gonna leave this episode of the escapers to hear good strong start for it. I feel I'm gonna pause it actually so I'm not wasting time good strong start for that. I feel thought that was good. I like that We got in we got to learn some of the new mechanics We've got to get our way around the the actual prison I got to get some of the items And I actually two items that will help me a lot to escape So a shovel a strong shovel and a strong pickaxe I should be able to go through the wall, and then dig my way out I don't know where I'm doing that yet, but I figured out as I go along I really like some of the changes. They've made some people don't like the new visual sense of the game. I personally love it I think it looks great. I think it's a nice step up from the original without losing any of the They kind of charm to it I know, it's not a simplistic pixel graphics as it used to be but whatever man It's a nice step up for them if they kept it the same then it would have felt too familiar I really liked the upgrades to the domitian system, and the mini-map and all that kind of stuff So now it makes it so much easier that when you get a mission. You know exactly where to go There's not this because There was a charm in not knowing where to go And you have to find your way around the prison and work things out for yourself But when you've got like three prisons in it that's so fucking tedious to have to do that now. It actually feels like You know what to do. You know where you're going you have you have an idea? it's still hard to escape, but at least getting the items to escape and getting the money to do so it's not as Balls-To-the-Wall Complicated as it you to be like it. Just takes a lot of time to do it now well I guess that's kind of the way this game has always been but really like it very nice upgrade and again There is a multiplayer aspect of the game as well. It said there was a versus. I don't know if there's a co-op Escape together and kind of think that would be really cool I do want to try that maybe for the next prison I get Robin in or somebody to help I don't know how many people are the support so who knows but for now thank you guys so much watching this episode if you liked it punch the - inner face boy - boys and They say the road Shaylee News Oh, I got a little burpee bar in my neck as I was doing de little outro there, huh?

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