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cynthiaandsamus · 2 years ago

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Excerpt From “My Best Friends’ Child Will Kill Me!”: The Fleeting Looper

This is a short story chapter from a story whose premise is Demon King Malfino Malthus takes on the human persona of ‘Mel’ to stop two humans he accidentally befriended, Adventurer Samantha and Baker Alex, from having a child since it’s been prophecized that their child will be the Chosen One who will slay the Demon King, the story focuses on his misadventures trying to halt their seemingly fated romantic progress, though this particular chapter takes an unexpected turn when he meets a girl that says she’s been reliving the same day over and over...

“Did you hear?” Sam asked, handing Mel one of the trays of freshly sculpted dough to be loaded onto the wagon for baking at Alex’s bakery. “Someone killed some sort of warlock out by the farms. They found the body but no one’s sure who that plot of land belongs to, so they don’t know who did it.”

“Killing a warlock is bad luck, superstition aside they have literal magic that goes beyond their deaths.” Mel sighed, the incognito Demon King loading the trays onto the wagon as they were handed off.

“Maahybe dat’s huhy dey kn’t fyind da ownah. Maybe they’re already spirited away or something.” Sam had inconspicuously slipped part of the uncooked dough from some of the unfinished cinnamon buns in her mouth, swallowing it mid-sentence and handing Mel the very conspicuously half-eaten tray.

The man looked down at the tray with a scowl. “Did you just agree to help Alex make these so you can munch on them? At least wait till they’re done, he always gives you the extras anyway.” Mel sighed, putting the tray off to the side so as not to send off a bun with a bite in it for baking. While he was turned Sam had already thrust the next tray towards him so when he came back to face the way he was going it rammed into his chest and clattered out of Sam’s hand.

“Shit! Sorry!!” The huntress’s quick reflexes scrambled to try and not waste another tray of buns, though oddly enough even before she had tried to catch it, a shiver of something went up Mel’s back, sending him to his knees in a flash, eye level with the falling tray as he reached out to catch it, gripping it tight and moving it gently to balance every uncooked bun as they fell in a disheveled but safe pile back onto the tray in his hands. “Wow, good catch.” Sam blinked.

Mel was equally dumbfounded, it was often that he had to hide his demonic nature from his two friends but he wasn’t used to being able to react before even Sam had a chance to, but he was glad Alex’s buns were safe at least. “Think that’s the last of them, you go tell Alex why this one’s not going to the oven.” He handed her the tray with a teasing glance. “I’ve got to meet up with Harold.”

“You’re gonna put my buns to the fire like that!?” Sam gasped, feigning despair as she took back the partial tray. “Fine, fine. You boys take care. Tell him I said hi.”

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“Are you sure it’s wise to give Sam and Alex more alone time My Lord?” The squat demon masquerading as a squat human looked up at Mel with some concern.

“I can’t be there to interfere with every interaction they ever have, I doubt they’re going to just hook up in the middle of the bakery after she ate an eighth of his cinnamon bun stock.” Mel sighed and shook his head. “Besides, if I get too pushy with them, they’ll start getting concerned and try to set me up with a human woman again, I’d rather not have the speed dating incident repeat itself.” The disguised Demon King took on a tone of more confidence in front of his disguised underling as he and ‘Harold’ walked down the street.

“By the way sir, you’re being followed.” Harold offered without looking back, earning a nod from Mel.

“Yeah I noticed, it’s why I wanted to get away from Alex’s bakery.” Mel shrugged his shoulders, also not acknowledging their guest with any sort of glance or physical recognition. The two disguised demons reached a more empty part of town, filled with older houses in disrepair, most everyone that lived there moved towards the center of town during the day or worked nights and was sleeping, the perfect spot to not draw any attention from confronting the person tailing them.

“Do you need any assistance with them My Lord?” Harold asked, stopping on the spot, drawing Mel to do the same.

“Doubt it, seems like a normal human.” Mel cracked his knuckles. If this mystery person knew they were demons, they’d have to be eliminated, but if it was something that could be smoothed out, he’d rather smooth it out. “If you’re worried about Sam and Alex getting chummy, go check on them, I’ll deal with this myself.”

“Yes sir!” Harold nodded, rushing back the way they came, letting Mel finally organically look behind him to spot their little stalker.

The human woman jumped a bit, obviously trying not to look suspicious as Mel turned her way. The hidden Demon King’s eyes narrowed as he looked her up and down. She was fit but not as toned as an Adventurer like Sam, dressed in a simple dress with some extra padding to keep her warm, short brown hair not styled in any particular away and large, tired eyes that vacantly focused on him. She seemed to debate hiding behind something to keep her cover for a moment but realized how suspicious she already looked and decided to stay put.

“Why are you following me?” Mel clenched his fist, readying his magical energy to focus towards his palm in case this was actually some sort of trap.

“You’re different.” The girl said quietly, a tone without fear or pride, weary but confident all the same. “It’s been a long time since someone’s been different.”

“What do you mean?” The only reason she hadn’t already been engulfed in the purple hellfire of his signature spell was because there was still a chance this was a misunderstanding and cleaning up a body based on a mixup was more effort than he was willing to expend at the moment.

The girl bit her lip, seemingly struggling to think of a way to sensibly elaborate. She didn’t seem to find one and took a deep breath ready to just come out with it.

“My name is Rachel Eisen, today is the twenty-first of the month of Stormwade and this is my forty one thousand two hundred and eighth time experiencing this day.”

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“You really expect me to believe that?” After a bit of time walking together in silence, Mel looked over at Rachel. Now that defending himself from an ambush seemed off the table, they were walking back towards the active districts of town at a leisurely pace, both seemingly stunned into quiet for a while after her bold declaration.

“Time Loop Magic is rare but it exists, most people know that. And since you’re different you must have some kind of great affinity for magic, so you definitely know it’s possible.” Rachel huffed indignantly; she seemed to know it was a hard sell but still feigned offense to save some face.

“You keep saying I’m different, how do I know this isn’t just a ploy to get a confession out of me?” He was playing it close to the vest, if this girl didn’t know he was the Demon King there was no reason to tell her, but if she did or was working for someone that was trying to confirm it, life in this peaceful town could get very messy for a lot of people, including his closest friends.

“Confession? Are you a criminal or something?” She quirked a brow.

“Just tell me what makes you think I’m different.” He gave an exasperated sigh.

“You caught the tray.”

“…what?”

“Every day I go by that bakery and every day for the past forty thousand days, your Adventurer friend there has dropped that tray and those buns fell into the dirt. It’s how I get my breakfast to be honest, I don’t exactly have money and nobody seems to mind someone scooping up some dirt buns.” Rachel gave a disinterested shrug. “But today you caught them. Things aren’t usually different unless I directly interact with them, but you changed something.”

Mel grit his teeth a bit in thought, nodding softly. “Time Loop Magic doesn’t really Loop Time, even for a great Wizard bending all of Time into a circle for the sake of one person is far too great a task. Instead it de-syncs the target’s perception of time with everyone else’s. Usually beings perceive time in more or less the same way, but Loopers perceive time on a much smaller, repeating scale, cut off from the grand perception of time shared by everyone else but contained within a very specific part of it.” He rubbed his wrists and shook his head. “It’s a notoriously rare and obtuse form of magic. If you’re hoping I can break you out of the loop I wouldn’t get too excited. Loops essentially run on an energy ring that feeds off itself, the energy expelled by the events in the loop are fed back into it to keep it contained.”

“I know, I’ve had over a hundred years to think about it, it’s extremely rare I come across anyone different, and you’re the first one I’ve been able to pin down in any substantial way.” She rubbed the back of her head, acknowledging how aggressive her stalking had been.

“So does this mean I’m caught in your time loop now? Now that my perception of time and yours are synced?”

“No, I doubt it anyway. It’s like water. If you pour it into a bucket all the drops become one body, but when you pour it out, they’re droplets again. Things like this connect and disband so easily, at least that’s how it’s been before.”

It was growing more plausible in Mel’s mind that she was telling the truth based on what she knew, but he still couldn’t rule out this all being a show to get him to reveal himself. “Prove it then, show me something that only a looper would know.”

“Fine, come here.” Rachel grabbed his hand, seemingly getting a little frustrated with the task of convincing him but excitement in her voice at the idea he might soon believe her. She led him to one of the main courtyards of town, scanning the bustling crowds of people running errands and making a note of each. “There, in a moment the wind’s going to blow this way and blow exactly four bill notes out of Old Lady Gretel’s hands and this guy here will catch them but only return three and quietly pocket the last one.” Her eyes shrewdly watched the people Mel could scarcely make out in the crowd.

Though to his surprise, he did feel the wind blow past him and heard a shout as the woman’s money slipped out of her hand. The young man with shady eyes that Rachel had pointed to seemed to have them blow right into him to his own surprise. And just as was foretold, three of the bill made it back to the woman as the boy faked a polite face and discretely slipped the last into his pocket while making a show of returning the bulk of the old woman’s money to her and getting a fresh cookie from the woman’s bag for his heroic endeavor.

“I’ll admit that’s far too specific to be a coincidence…” Mel mused, even if she could stage such a thing with some sort of remote Wind Magic and had the young man as a plant, knowing the exact number of bills was a step too far even for his own cautious skepticism. Though when he looked to accept Rachel’s proposition, he noticed she was already next to the shady young man, deftly plucking his wallet out of his back pocket while he was engaged with reveling over stealing the pocket change from the elderly woman and getting rewarded for it. He supposed her stealing from a supposed plant was another strike against them being in cahoots after all.

“See? What I tell ya?” Rachel grinned from ear to ear, the pride of offering indisputable proof and her own thievery overriding the tired apathy she’d be displaying until then.

“I guess you think stealing from a thief is alright then?” He crossed his arms and looked at her with a mild expression of judgment.

“He’ll have his wallet back tomorrow, time loop, remember?” She pouted.

“If I’m not in the time loop I’d prefer if you didn’t start a crime wave through my perception of time.” Mel sighed, pulling the wallet out of her hands with two fingers and pulling two bills out of it, sliding them into Gretel’s bag before giving the young boy his wallet back. “Here, think you dropped this, everyone should keep a good hold on their money, right?” He gave a slightly ominous smirk to the boy that made him scamper off no questions asked after taking back his wallet. Mel shoved his hands in his pockets, turning back to Rachel. “Come on, I’ll buy you a snack myself, something better than dirt buns.”

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After grabbing a pair of hot cheese danishes from Alex’s Bakery, Mel came back to where Rachel asked him to meet her, a small arched stone bridge not far from the bakery just a bit downstream from the mill. “You wanted to show me something here?” He asked, handing her one of the danishes.

“Yeah!” Rachel nodded enthusiastically, engulfing half of the Danish in one bite with the gusto of a demonic gravel centipede. She led him under the bridge, a surprisingly serene-looking sight, the arch made into a makeshift dwelling with a straw mat made from a nearby hay bale and a simple pillow and blanket. Along the underside of the bridge the water shimmered and reflected against the stones in small uneven oval patterns, the liquid sloshing quietly echoing inside the arch.

It took a moment for Mel’s eyes to adjust but once they did he saw the underside of the bridge was covered in scratches, small lines marked along the arch that despite their minute size still took up over half the length of the bridge itself. “What are all these…?”

“This is how long I’ve been looping. They disappear every day so I take some time in the morning to re-etch them when I feel like it, I use the cobblestones as guidelines and keep track of how many I made last time.” Rachel sat down, taking another chunk out of her Danish. “I can’t get back to my house from here and I always wake up in the street nearby so I made this my home base since I can get the hay and stuff pretty quickly.”

“How did you end up looping? Or I mean why can’t you get back home?” Mel pressed his back to the arch of the bridge and slid down to sit beside her, shivering softly from the cool moisture coming from the river, though Rachel didn’t seem to mind it.

“Over a hundred years ago… or for you, yesterday: I killed a warlock that was threatening my farm. He was stronger than me but I got the jump on him to protect my land. Still, I was hurt from the fight and stumbled into town to get some medical attention. When I woke up, I was passed out in an alley and couldn’t leave the town border. Every time I try I just end up on the other side of town like I just walked around in a circle. And what’s worse no matter who I tell, they all forget and everything returns to how it was by sunrise the next day… or the same day, you know.”

“So that’s the Warlock Sam was talking about… you may have been better off just letting him have your farm, the spells Warlocks cast on their deathbed are far more powerful than any living mage.” Mel took a bite out of his own Danish, breaking it in half and handing it to Rachel who snatched it up without a word.

“You sure know a lot about this stuff, I gave you my story so it’s time for you to dish.” Rachel huffed, mouth half full of cheesy pastry. “What makes you so special to suddenly be synced to my perception of time?”

Mel thought for a long moment, Rachel had come out with everything even though it was unlikely he’d believe her and even though it wouldn’t change anything, she’d just come out and said it. He supposed it was his turn to do the same.

“I’m the Demon King.”

Rachel choked on her Danish, beating her chest as she looked over at him with a newly wary glance. “You’re the Demon King!? As in Malfino Malthus, THAT Demon King!?”

“That’s me…”

“And the best you could come up with for a human name was ‘Mel’…?”

“It wasn’t exactly something I chose for myself…” he snarled.

Her eyes lowered to the water as something dawned on her, a sad grumble crawling its way out of her lips. “I guess the only reason you’re telling me that is because you’re sure I’ll never be able to tell anyone, huh? You really can’t break me out of the loop…”

“I already told you that.” He said matter-of-factly, but as gently as he could. “It’s only fair I be honest with you, though if you go trying to tell anyone before you loop again we’re going to have a problem.”

“So what’s the Demon King doing around here? You spying on us to get ready and blow this place up? Maybe being looped isn’t so bad if that’s the case…” She finished off the last bites of the half of Mel’s Danish she took.

“No, that’s not it. The Adventurer I was with and the owner of that Bakery, they’re my best friends. I was injured and they mistook me for a human and took me in, I’ve been living a double life since then, I honestly do care about them and treasure my time with them.” He leaned his head back against the cool stone and closed his eyes. “But my Seer also prophesized their child will be the Chosen One who will kill me and end the Malthus bloodline forever. I can’t bear to kill them but I also don’t want to die, so me and my henchdemon Harold have been trying to keep their relationship from becoming romantic so they never have a child.”

“Those lovebirds? Good luck with that, I’m just a street urchin that mooches dirtbuns off the guy and I can see they’re already halfway to being an item. Besides, the bakery guy’s huge AND makes awesome sweets like this? Can’t really keep women away from that.”

“I’ve noticed… it’s a… difficult process.” Mel let some of his frustration show as he shook his head. “If you know this day so well can’t you find something better than dirtbuns to eat?”

“Well I can, but this is the easiest I’ve found.” The looping girl shrugged. “I didn’t exactly take my wallet into town while I was bleeding out so if I need to buy something I’ve got to hold someone up, which sometimes works, sometimes doesn’t, even if it goes badly though I still wake up right back in the alley where I passed out before.” She sighed. “Scooping up free slightly used buns is better than flipping a coin about whether someone I try to rob will be able to see I don’t have a real weapon or not.”

“I suppose mugging is a rather stressful activity to start off your day with.” Mel conceded.

“It’s hard, some days I don’t bother eating at all, it’s not like I’ll die of hunger from one day without food, but it does get uncomfortable. Some days I just decide to end early so I don’t have to bother with anything.”

“How do you end a day ear-oh…” Mel stopped himself, letting the implication hang in the air like lead.

Rachel nodded softly after a stretch of silence that felt much longer than it probably was. “Yeah, not that it helps much, whether I do that or let the day play out, I still end up back where I started so it’s not like I get to sleep it off. I was actually thinking about ending today early too, but decided not to.”

He gave her an inquisitive glance. “Why not?”

“I met you.” She gave a serene smile back at him, making him feel more than a little awkward but letting the moment stay nice despite his cynicism. “It’s been a long time since anything different has happened, and even longer since I had any hope of someone remembering me past today. Anything I tell anyone else just gets reset.”

“And what happens once sunrise comes?” An earnest look of concern crossed Mel’s face despite himself.

“Same thing that always happens, life goes on. Except you’ll have tomorrow, and I won’t.”

“Yeah, I guess so…” He cast his eyes downwards a bit in her direction.

She took a more guarded sitting position, moving to cover part of her body with the blanket from her bedding as if to protect from his glance. “Don’t look at me like that.”

“Like what?”

“Like I’m dying.”

The words hit him like a punch in the stomach, he hadn’t been conscious of it but that’s what it had felt like talking to her, knowing he was speaking to someone that wasn’t going to see the next day with him. “Sorry…” He quietly managed, turning back to the water.

They sat in silence for a bit longer, Rachel idly throwing loose bits of gravel into the river so they could both listen to the sounds of the sploosh and watch the ripples cross the surface.

“I wish there was something I could do for you.” He finally said.

“Whatever it is, you’re doing it now.” She let a small grin tug at the corners of her mouth. “Somehow I feel better knowing you’ll still remember me in the morning, and who would’ve thought a farmgirl from nowhere would be eating danishes with the Demon King?”

He let a small chuckle escape his lips and shook his head. “So what do you plan to do with eternity?”

“I dunno, there’s some things I’ve gotten pretty good at, skipping rocks, helping Old Lady Gretel bake cookies, reading whatever books I can find in the library, there’s a lot I can do now that I couldn’t before.” She smiled to herself. “If that punk that robbed Gretel carried more in his wallet I’d be able to eat better without gambling so much on the muggings, it’s hard trying to hold someone up in the exact same way each time, if you’re tone’s off the whole thing goes sideways.” She shrugged. “Maybe I’ll learn more about the people here, it’s painful knowing no one will remember what I say, so I stopped talking to people so I wouldn’t contradict what I knew about them from past loops and freak them out. But maybe it’s worth the effort, find out about more of them, like I had no idea you were the Demon King after all, who knows what everyone else is hiding?” She chuckled, trying to find great joy in the simple acts of human interaction.

Mel quietly gathered some of the nearby sticks and hay and ignited his palm with purple demonic fire, passing the flames to the sticks where they turned a natural orange, keeping the two of them warm and bright as the sky got darker outside. “As long as you’re keeping busy.” He smiled faintly.

“That and…” She paused for a moment before nodding to herself. “I don’t think I’ll be cutting my days short anymore.”

“Oh really?” He mused, poking the fledgling fire with a stick.

“Yeah, I thought there was nothing new left for me under the sun, but if I’d cut today short I’d have missed a day like this.” She smiled. “Even if I’ve seen it thousands of times, there’s no such thing as complete certainty, is there?”

“Heh, guess not…” He shook his head softly. “I’ll be right back, don’t fall asleep on me, okay?” He stood up, walking out from under the bridge and running a small errand. When he got back the fire was a far sight better than the fledgling embers he’d left her with, apparently Rachel was much better at tending to it than he was.

He held two mugs of steaming hot chocolate in his hands as well as two slices of Alex’s famous cheesecake, both topped with a generous helping of whipped cream. “I was going to say this’ll help keep you warm but I guess you’re pretty good with the fire, huh?” The incognito demon king looked over at the girl curled up in her blanket poking the roaring yet firmly manageable blaze.

“I’ve gotten used to the cold under here but it helps to know how to take care of one of these.” She said without facing him, turning and spotting the mugs. “Oh no way, gimme!” She cackled as she grabbed the hot mug and started chugging it, giving a small scream as the tip of her tongue turned red. “ACK!!!”

“Told you it’s hot…” Mel stared at her blankly. “Dip your tongue in the whipped cream it’ll feel better.” He calmly set the cheesecake beside her and took gentle sips from his own mug. Despite her talk of getting to know people better, he had a feeling it would be better if she eased into that on her own rather than spending the one day she had with someone that would remember her awkwardly making smalltalk with the admittedly chatty patrons of Alex’s bakery.

Rachel eagerly cooled off her tongue with the whipped cream and started digging into the cheesecake for a similar effect, alternating between the drink and the cake to keep it at a mellow yet warm temperature. “Man she’s gotta marry that guy, he makes some amazing sweets.”

“You know if she does I’m as good as dead, right?” Mel grumbled through a mouthful of his own crumbly cheesecake crust.

“Oh yeah, so that’s a disguise right? I didn’t know demons could look like humans.” She glanced over at him curiously.

“It wouldn’t be much of an infiltration tactic if everyone knew about it.” He could count the number of humans actually aware of the transformation potion on one hand, and most of them were either business partners of the demonic forces or otherwise not in positions where spilling the secret would be in any way wise.

“So… can I see what you really look like? It’s not like anyone’s going to come down here this late.” She gave a teasing chuckle, nudging him softly. “Come on, one request for the looping girl you’re never gonna see again.”

“You got a danish and a half, hot chocolate and cheesecake out of me, don’t act like I owe you.” He said, sounding more pouty than he intended as he finished off his hot chocolate. The light of the fire didn’t extend far beyond the edge of the bridge, anyone looking in probably wouldn’t be able to see even from a ways off. He gave a deep sigh and relented. “Fine…”

Rachel gave a half-genuine squeal of delight as she turned to face Mel. “Alright, lemme see!”

Mel took a deep breath, actively using his native magic senses to purge the active ingredients from the disguise potion out of his pores. Slowly his dark hair took on more of a gray hue, his pale skin turned to a grayish blue color and horns and fangs grew from his head and teeth. His fingernails grew slightly, features noticeably but subtly elongating to make a similar pastiche to his human self but one that was befitting of the young lord that was the King of Demons.

“Huh…”

“What do you mean ‘huh’!? I’m the Demon King here and that’s all you have to say!?” Malthus nearly fell on his face out of shock.

“No, no it’s just… you don’t look as different from your human self as I thought you would. Aside from the skin color and fangs you look pretty similar, just kind of more… stressed out.” She teased softly.

He grumbled and leaned back against the back of the bridge. He hadn’t really thought about it before, when he projected himself as a demon, he had subconsciously thought to carry himself with the air of demonic strength befitting his bloodline that had been beaten into him from a young age. He knew he’d enjoyed the escape from such responsibility that hanging out with Sam and Alex provided, but he’d never thought of himself as more ‘relaxed’ as a human, was he really becoming more comfortable as a human than as a demon?

“Here, you’re already blue, can’t have you freezing.” Rachel interrupted his thoughts by draping the other half of her blanket over him.

“Thanks…” He pulled the blanket more over himself, slightly skittish about how close that pulled him to her, like a squirming housecat he wasn’t quite sure what to do about the physical contact but didn’t reject the added warmth of feeling her beside him.

“Everyone talks about demons like they’re so different from us, and yet here you are right under everyone’s nose and no one can tell the difference. Guess that demons really are just like humans huh?”

“Or humans are just like demons…” He huffed.

She gave a short laugh and nodded. “I’ve seen enough bad things from both to think that might be true.” She too leaned against the back of the bridge, sliding over and leaning against his shoulder softly. “Still there are lots of good things too, cheesecake, danishes, a warm fire, a good talk with someone who understands you… I thought my life didn’t have any point if it was the same thing over and over again, but there’s still so much to enjoy…” Her words trailed off and her eyes fluttered. “All this time… it’s not wasted as long as it’s fun, right? Even if a lot of it isn’t?”

“Hey, don’t go to sleep, we’re supposed to make it to sunrise, right?” Malthus huffed, feeling his own eyelids start to droop, digging his fingernails into his palm to draw blood and give himself a jolt to stay awake despite being so cozy.

“Yeah, I’m not going to sleep I’m just…” She was interrupted by a loud yawn. “I’m glad I kept going into town… throwing myself against that wall one more time… I’m glad I kept trying…”

“Don’t stop trying… okay?” Malthus squeezed his palm tighter, trying to keep the pain coming to will himself awake but feeling the warmth of the bedding and being cuddled up to Rachel force his fatigue to set in.

“Yeah… I’ll keep going…”

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The next morning Mel shot awake, the fire from the night before merely dead coals at this point, the air still dim with the quiet orange stillness of a newly risen sun. He felt the blanket wrapped tightly around himself, but no longer felt any tug from Rachel on the other end. He frantically looked around the area. “Rachel! Rachel I swear to god if you’re here this isn’t funny!” He called out, hearing his voice echoing under the bridge into the still nothingness of morning before any humans were out and about.

“No…”

“DAMNIT!!” He slammed his hand into the underside of the bridge, the dried blood caked in his palm and under his fingernails from trying to stay awake. The blanket hung off his shoulder limply as he let his tears fall into the river and become ripples before being swept away by the flow.

Had there been any better use of their time? Maybe he should have done more to actively try and break her out of her cycle or introduced her to more people in the vain hope they’d remember her after yesterday. There had to have been something he could’ve done for her besides talk and eat sweets, he was sure of it. But that is what had happened, and now the version of him in her perception of time would no longer remember her. He hadn’t even thought of that, from her perspective now she had someone she knew would remember her but she wouldn’t be able to see that progression herself and would instead be taunted by a reset shell of what he had been yesterday.

“It’s not fair…” He sobbed quietly to himself, left only with the gentle sounds of morning and the quiet flow of the river that never stopped.

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“Girl? I don’t remember seeing you with a girl…” Harold said after Mel met back up with his disguised henchdemon, both in their human forms again. It seemed anything different from the flow of time shared by the majority of people wasn’t remembered by them, as if she hadn’t existed at all. He was now back in the Grand Flow, the time of being a separate droplet of water as fleeting as a teardrop.

Mel gave a sigh of exasperation and shook his head as the two of them crossed overtop Rachel’s bridge, looking under and seeing all the tally marks she’d made still under there. At least that much had still occurred, he’d hoped to see another mark appear so he could know Rachel was still doing alright with her loops, but it wasn’t as if the bridge itself was magic, it just still bore the scars of the brief foray into another perception of time it was now separated from just as he was.

“Wow, someone sure graffiti’d up this place, huh?” Harold looked around the bridge’s underside with a low whistle. “Darn kids…” He shook his head. “Anyway, yesterday’s plan to push Sam and Alex apart was a bust, he just shrugged off her eating his buns, that guy’s just way too good natured to piss off like that. We need to think of something better if we’re going to stop them from having a kid, we don’t have much time.”

“No, we don’t have much time.” Mel picked up a stone from the ground, dragging it across the cobblestone of the bridge next to where Rachel had made her marks to make one more of his own. “Not much time at all. But we have today.”

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sh1guuu · 9 months ago

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MY HONEST OPINIONS ON EVERYONE!!!

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mm..well first of all hes autistic and in general that equals more annoyance from him...hes pretty much a crybaby who whines abt EVERYTHING he's trans...ew just waiting to see him become an overweight blue haired rodent! BUT he was kinda bestie! W for introducing me to will hottie 😍 hes my dad/brother bunny/uncle/dog so gotta luv him! hes kinda a shithead doe...never rlly miss him but i did like playing free draw and horrific housing with him! he was so so nice ( sometimes ) but HE'S STILL A BITCH and whiney all the time so idk hes...mid kinda hate him XD annoys the absolute fuck outta me usually had me irritated and upset but whatever hes with his stupid autistic gf nd his abusive dad! XD nd his rlly hot mom...HE'S KINDA A WEIRD PRED WHO MAKES UP EXCUSES FOR HIS BEHAVIOR KINDA WANNA SEE HIM KILL HIMSELF but that's all!!

dia!

LITERALLY THE BEST obvi my bestie..? super nice and funny frs W when it comes to bullying fags retards and ppl shes better than XD literally so normal...but also brown...ACTUALLY IRRITATES ME SOMETIMES often has L takes...annoying sometimes! but dats okay! kinda L at fnf...GOOD AT DRAWING!! nd tbh not retarded like everyone else..?!? XD [ USUALLY ] BASED nd yeh!

mind!

honestly so based...DEF FUNNY...BEST DISS TRACK OF ALL TIME never really comes online anymo but whateves rarely has L takes tbh...literally another bestie XD best dad a maid could ever have

sarah...

mmm...never talked to her wasnt even her friend tbh pretty much the same as jacket but i have no good feelings towards this brat...literally so annoying hella retarded was never based CRYBABY!! not cute...glad her shit was deleted shouldve kept the party hat looked way better on me...W abusive parents XD fuck her ngl shes an annoying dick lol! ^_^

cinna

eh...she was sometimes based mostly not...pretty funny BIG LIAR FOR SURE...never comes online anymore boo hoo not rlly much abt her tbh :p shes alright!

btw

give cinnas uncle his reboot card!!!

ABBY...

well shes pretty funny but super means! ANNOYING HAS ANGER ISSUES IRRITATES ME 24/7 BREH...ALSO L AT FNF im better at drawing...SHES A WEIRDO FOR SURE...AND A FURRY nerdy has horrible music taste but luv ha! XD sometimes she just needs to stfu...LUV U DOE UR SO FUNNY ND NICE SOMETIMES!

aisha

ANNOYING NOT THAT FUNNY WEIRD...she was only W sometimes but i mean shes a mussie so...W!!!

and last is JACKET 2.0

W!!! literally bestie! i will protect him from church bruh..hes so w dawg! best pfp and name! XD LUV HIM BREH will no longer be raped by church cuz he has me and da gang! >_<

AHH I HATED WRITING DIS too long...but theres my truth

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repl1c4nt · 11 months ago

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i wanna uhhhhhh update my ffxvi post: i did end up giving it a chance and so i will elaborate on the Me (tm) official review: theres a lot buckle in (spoilers for th3 entire game)

ok.,,,,,,...... now dat were all here letz go

First id just like to say soken delivers another phenomenal soundtrack(no surprize there) Historie - the holy empire and Titan lost are some of my favorite tracks in the game i cannot say i expected anything otherwise and it was a delight to get to every major dominant battle to hear what he cooked

on the topic of battle the gameplay was another huge plus for me. when all else failed i found myself returning to ffxvi for the gameplay alone because it is very genuinely fun, fast paced, and i enjoyed the variety of each eikon it kept rhe game fresh for me espically when it slowed down in every other aspect, i enjoyed every eikon battle to death whenever i couldnt decide if i /liked/ the game while playing i remember fighting titan. i had no clue how the fight would play out despite being late to the scene and i was blown away by how good it was. everything about it was so enjoyable it honestly empowered me to get to the rest of them and bahamut was just as much of a treat. it helped i love dion (i will be getting to characters) and his phase themes (beyond the heavens&ascension) were brilliant. the bahamut fight much like titan did not disappoint. for me at least it felt odin had a bit of a much welcomed difficulty spike enjoyed that fight a lot even if it wasnt as cinematic as bahamut and titan

speaking of... cinematic scenes were a weak point to me.. as cool as they were and they /were/ i cant help but feel like there had to be a better way to interrupt the fight. sometimes it really took me out of the moment to have my fight paused to just like press a button or mash or some shit. its fine just got old /fast/

as far as the rest of the battles they were all fun adn well and good.. i enjoyed every fight theme and found every fight mostly enjoyable although i cant help but feel the DPS check section fighting ultima where you kinda fly arounf him in circles would have been leagues more fun if it was a drakengaerd 3 style synced to thr music event... imagine that....it would be so awesome it woukd be so cool................. anyway as far as the actual final fight.. well lets get to the characters and story first

i wont be discussing the controversy surrounding the game because, despite it impacting my experience playing the game in very real ways, it just isnt what i wanna get into in this base post

alright. maybe i wasnt paying rnough attention but the story to me fell apart when ultima became a bigger actor on the stage. absolutely dont get the lad or the crystals. were destroying yhe mother crystals cos theyre killimg the planet fine well and good the story's pacing in this part was really wonk to me haha it would go from desperately boring an sluggish to fun for a moment and then just so boring again. it wasnt until the final two mother crystals when i became invested in whats happening. the mothercrystal plot twist was like oh ok well cid died for nothing /shrug i really dgaf either way i only really care my beloved mid. i really found myself most invested when characters i liked specifically becme involved with the plot (dion its dion its always dion)

dion's story to me was easily the best (yes my favorite heavensward character was aymeric. whos fucking surprised) fang and and vanille always had the most profound impact on me as far as ff relations go and its def because they were the closest thing we had to a canonical queer relationship and i will say dion and terance felt.. good? i know theyre not the /best/ and fang and vanille were leagues ahead of them a decade ago bit theres that just the way theres no question about their queerness just felt so good to see as a long time queer fan of the series who put up w its homophobic moments lol........... they were definitely a genuine highlight for me and their relationship was so beautiful and refreshing i wish we saw more of them.. especially because clive and jill just did not hit lolll. i couldnt believe how little i resonated with clive, joshua too. for me i usually have no problem relating to the main cast they all feel so human and real even when theyre cartoonish theres an undeniable down to earthness and relatability of most of the ff main casts i just couldnt bring myself to really care about clive

jill's story was for a brief moment something interesting and exciting. this was a woman in a yoshi p game w her own arc where the male character plays a fully supportive role and she isnt put in a passive role for her own story to move someone elses development along jill for the briefest moment maintains her own active will to get closure on her trauma where she isnt punished for it its just so disappointing its her only moments in the game. her character arc is chapters short and afterwards she would almost exclusively play passive roles, even giving clive her powers after they share an equally intimate scene both naked and venerable only for a dynamic to be reinserted through the form of dominant's power

clive was just nothing to me, i honestly tried to like him and i did mostly enjoy joshua as a character but i just did not ever care for his story ultima was so unfleshed out and strange ffxvi was best when it was pretty grounded to the on continent conflicts, the story doesnt feel like it was built around ultima the story honestly feels like it was built around the empire and ultima was an after thought. and man vs empire and then suddenly extraterrestrial/celestial freaks are involved isnt even uncommon ff plot progression. i could play like 5 other final fantasy games at that point. if the combat in ffxvi werent so addicting it would have nothing. (untrue of course it always has a brilliant soundtrack) i just really did not like the way the game built off itself it never felt natural or believable. none of the conflict with ultima felt grounded or natural or like it was built up in any meaningful way

i really dont understand the hype around clive hes very genuinely just a pretty face. i just dont care about u at all no matter how hard i tried

i never cared about hugo or benedickta either, although theyre like tertiary antagonists to be fair

joshua was another highlight for me. hes just very polite and jote was cute if definitely underutilized. i really dont have much else to say i wasnt surprised he died

clive i knew would die, that was a spoiler i knew w out a doubt going in and i was completely disappointed in it anyway. joshua made sense at Least he was basically dying the entire game and dion well. it makes sense yoshi p would kill the one gay man we cant have shit in eorzea but seeing clives entire arc be no dont kill yourselfffffff..... the world and its endless beauty is a bounty of possibilities and meaning. just to die anyway feels well. it just feels and to be fair clive did sacrifice himself for the lives of others but the scene where cid tells clive not to kill himself- regardless of how ungentle he put it- just feels so empty because well clive u could hav just killed yourself there i guess. sorry you were a slave for 13 years youll die before you get to live your life for yourself. like cmon narratively a more satisfying arc for him would have been to overcome this and live for himself even if he has to live w out joshua. he can move on hes done it partially before hes accepted himself he must live but he doesnt get to

its a shame. also unrelated the final fantasy namedrop made me reel but i forgave it for honestly being a little camp......... the lodestone name drop is Not forgiven. just horrible someone shpuld be fired

i dont really have much else to say and out of a desire to post this soon im gonna wrap it up. honestly i had high hopes for final fantasy 16 and im not one to go "oh final fantasy now sucks" because i Love ff13. i love ff15. i liked ff14 a normal amount. but ff16 just felt underwhelming compared to them.. it looked leagues better dont get me wrong even if ill always think ff13 is visually the best out of 'modern' final fantasy for its incredible cgi cutscenes good art direction and the ps3 charm the realtime cutscenes in 16 sometimes felt undynamic in comparison but real time vs cgi is very literally games hardware vs movie so........ not comparable tbh the environment and general worldbuilding of 16 was just so lackluster. the world felt so unreal even if it looked incredibly real, the plot was unfocused at times and inadequately built up, the characters are mostly uninteresting, and the character eith the most meaningful connection to clive was torgal. well torgal and cid but cid dies and leaves a gaping hole in the 'good character' category when it was just him mid and dion to begin with

still fun to hunt rank s's though ☝️

#me talkies

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gibbingtonwibbington · 2 years ago

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NUber and CVS suck.

I totally did not have the energy for that.

I’m shivvering under a blanket all over again.

I knew it. I knew it as soon as I was forced to sit on the steps waiting 20 plus minutes for a “3-4-3-4” min away NUberfkndriver to show up.

Like what’s he doing? Jerking one cuz he had a young, nubile, Valentine’s day couple to drop off, eh? Fucker in his orange fucking jeep renegade.

Canceled dat BITCH FO SHO BAYBAY.

Then got into a dope ass suv who decided to show off by driving crazy along w two other’s in cvs parking lot.

That guy totally was an ass, truck bitch was at fault 100%. I even wrote a thing to Uber just to make sure they have my say in it. My dude drove forward before the guy backed up ( I didn’t tell them that though lol) I didn’t tell them because we totally would have made it past him if he didn’t back up sideways like a fkn tard on the WORST road to do that on. We needed a second for him to wait and it would’ve been fine. He didn’t cut the wheel at all either. I said “why the fuck did he back up?” then I said “do u just want me to go inside? “ n he was like YA! Walked out n looked at his crushed side mirror n wasliwtf

Hhhhh

it was glorious. He stepped WAY THE FUCK back after this dumb back and forth..

Isaid, that means nothing.”

For the third time to this huge fuckin 6ft whatever tall bald Especially didn’t want to run into my new “best friend” …this one DIPSHIT cop that I made a complete fool put of. Oh god I loved it. I got off later on about it. He was so RED in the face with embarrassment and a flu apparently. He legit blew air in my face. It had to be him. I should call back just to give it back to him. I knew the other cop. He knew me, he knew I wasn’t lying. The last faces i said i wanted to see were theirs and apologized.

Uhh did that flu ridden mofo even search our names? Of course naht! I’m TOO old (for this obnoxious ((mid 20’s but looks older than me) neighbor having no life and being obsessed even though a lesbian joke happened) shit. I’m older than one of the cops by 3 yrs and grumpymcflufuck was at least 41. and I don’t even have a single speeding fucking ticket. flu riddenmofofo

My uber driver would’ve been way more embarrassed if I was standing with that group of middle aged 50-60 yr old men group. Fuck that. I went inside and then snuck over to the 24 store across the street to pee lol. N he said yea. Cuz they had to call the cops n these three dudes were sucking any surrounding witnesses into standing outside with them waiting for the cops. The truck guy was like did u see that can u wait here to some rasta dude in some white eRly 80’s car no shit. I am thinking bro why do u want more witnesses to you fucking up? It’s an accident. That dude wasn’t even a part of it. We had a line of traffic! I can only assume he’s not from around here. There’s a lot of construction shit going on here

So there was this kinda crazy bitch back in my middlechool yrs calles Cristina. I jeard she became a chunky lesbian stripper in Miami. I just searched, I was curious, haven’t heard a word bout this gal in ages, from anyone. Not even the one dude who was obsessed. She makes these pop art super easy canvas things, which an elephant has made look better and it doesn’t have fingers. A trunk is pretty flexible but anyway…lol…she makes these cliché ’ pop-art (insanely simplified) hand-netted basketball nets. Not sure if she’s the only one but it totally seems niche-like. Her art isn’t terrible but it’s NoT something that would make me say wow wtf?

Fkn weaksauce.

So she’s bragging on this fake ass interview thing she posted herself haha and mentions she’s sold to some high rollers like Rlck ross n a bunch of other low mil net worth ppl

n im just like… yea, you’re not applying yourself whole-heartedly, Christina.

HahaHAHA.

Cmon man…

#1 Leave Miami.

Lol

#2 Talk to OTHER people, make friends.., reach outwards.

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kofetalesnbpdchaos-leoreaper · 2 years ago

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Parents, Kids, Ages & Life…?

My 1 main problem with people having kids in general… is that they may not be good parents at ALL!!

The other shit that scares me the most— & IS perhaps harder to see or understand .

Is that being a 23 yr old to parents in their 60s is a living nightmare!

Ofc I don’t mind folks having kids @ the age my parents did… or their mid 40s etc—

The only shit that disturbs me the most is….

Well? IF you had boomers who u now, as an adult would see how fucked they was raising u…

And see how much they still affecting— they’d move on to do some healing shit!!

I’m sooo sorry, but like I am DONE. Trying to work on myself when I can’t handle shit @ home.

NO, I’m not gonna stop ppl from birthing later in life…. But I just want ALL of the parents out there…….

To really work on urselves in the now, & I hope you can try to manage while with kids later on.. :/

I don’t care bout how much my parents “did the best they could”!! I’m in my early 20s, & these bastards don’t have decades left cuz they old as hell!

I feel like a bad person, cuz I feel like I was supposed to continuously die just to stay in contact with dad.

He’s a real BIGG assed trigger for me lmfao. I get something from him? I have an episode & feelings of all sorts.

Don’t even tell me why I shouldn’t still work shit out… cuz I was abused / still being abused.

What if feels like is ppl shouting at me while I’m lying there in a pool of blood , battered & harmed.

And WHOO the hell said I had to be physically harmed to show proof?!

All of my god damned it “disorders” the “illnesses” 🙄🫥🖕🏼 R a good show.

I didn’t develop shit out of fucking thin air like?!?!?!

Anyways, I got gaslit , guilt trippie’d & other shit like “oh but they’re ur parents��.

Don’t ever talk shit to me bout ANYYTHING, cuz u don’t even KNOW how much I am grieving over shit that I can NEVER have!!

Yeah, BITCH! It’s not ever “too late”…. But it is for ME, cuz I still haven’t fully cut off contacts.

Watch me! Once i do dat then maybe with whatever time we gotten left.

Orrrr I may be left with a death bed confessions….

OR the bloody “bitter to the ends of the Earth”… — it means I will never be acknowledged lmfao bye! :’3

Either ways lol. Nobody gets it , not unless you truly yearn & force urself to not slip into thinking:

“Ohhh my gods! I think we can/do haves a connection!” — the happinesses ain’t shit & don’t last when majority of the crap is horrors, lo.

I guess I… jus gotta feel like absolutely shitty either ways. I love u too, to the ppl who wanna destroy me & remind me of alll the reasons why I hate myself . As a daughter , as a child. 🖕🏼 fuck humanity, fuck poor parenting too! Fuck ppl who can’t tell abuse either lolololo~~ :’>

— Lena Eclipse Reaper; L.E.O REAPER.

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seongwhy · 4 years ago

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ateez if a curvier girl liked them

disclaimer!! i am 100% sure these boys would like you for you and not for how many curves you have. you are beautiful no matter what !!! as a curvier girl myself, writing this made me happy hehe

seonghwa

let’s be honest. seonghwa loves curvy girls

i mean he loves all girls, but smth abt a curvy lady gets him going

so imagine his face when a curvy girl likes him !!!!!

you’d tell him “seonghwa... u kinda cute doe” and he’d be like😳😃

he’s had his eye on you for a while

he jus luvs your personality and your humour

and your curves

tbh he’s snuck a glance every now and then

you’d bend down to grab the tv remote and suddenly he’s blushing and thinking of everything he’d do to u omg

or you’d wear a crop top and sit down and your belly might show a lil bit and he melts in his seat

all he wants is to feel ur pretty body

but .. unfortunately u didn’t think that he would like you

you thought that he only had his eye out for the slimmer girls, but that was simply not true queen

so it took u a sec to confess your feelings for him

but once you did you were so surprised at his response

“hey seonghwa, i know that you probably don’t think the same but like i rlly think ur cute and funny and pretty and i rlly like u but i know i’m not rlly ur type and like that’s fine-“

“wait!!! u like me”

“i like u too !!!!!!! who tf told u that ur not my type bc i will beat them up ur gorgeous who told u that >:((((“

and u explain to him that it was just ur brain and he says Never to think that about yourself !!!! bc you are beautiful !!!!

and then ur both just uwu in love with each other and he’s in love w ur curves and ur in love with his chicken legs and it’s amazing and wonderful and you’re so happy you said something bc otherwise you wouldn’t have found the love of ur life :’)

hongjoong

hongjoong is Obsessed

obsessed w your thighs and your tummy and your booty

when u tell him u like him he’s not only like “holy shit i like you too” he’s imagining alllllll the things he can do w u and ur curves

when u first start going out and dating and such it’s great it’s amazing he makes you laugh and you feel beautiful bc he makes you feel beautiful

but when you start opening up to him about your insecurities you thought things would change

but they didn’t !!!!!!!! he started loving u harder

and every day since that first time you cried in his arms he tells you you’re beautiful

“hi honey u look gorgeous”

“baby !!!!! i love that dress on you”

“hey bb, since i can’t see you today i’m just letting u know that you’re beautiful !! and i love and miss you !!!!”

“there’s my fav tummy!!”

he will not Stop telling you how beautiful u are you’re not complaining

he thinks ur a queen and he treats you like one

he loves all of you. all the cellulite and all the curves and all dimples

and he’s not shy abt it either ;)

yunho

ok listen up sweeties

yunho doesn’t rlly pay attention to figure

i mean ofc he LOves your body and he thinks you’re beautiful

but he would not like you if not for your personality

which is absolutely amazing

and so he doesn’t rlly understand when you tell him that you don’t wanna eat that ice cream or the pizza

he thinks you’re beautiful (bc you are) so why don’t u think you’re beautiful too ??????

why won’t u eat w him ????

why wont you take ur shirt off in front of him ???

so one day he brings u mcdonald’s and a shamrock milkshake yummy!!!!

and he sits down w u and watches you try and do everything but eat

so he stops u and looks at u and tells u everything you’ve ever wanted to hear

“babe plz eat in front of me... i think your body is beautiful and i think you’re beautiful and i would not buy u food if i didn’t think so”

and u know this is true bc yunho loves his food and his own shamrock shakes

so u smile at him and lay in his arms and u eat that damn burger!!!!!!

he makes all your insecurities go away

he loves u so much u literally can’t breathe

he’s always hugging you and feeling you up and wrapping his huge arms around u

and he makes u so comfy with yourself

and you love him

and he loves u

yeosang

ok yeosang loves u

and u know it he lowkey highkey makes it obvious

everytime you walk in he either 1) gets all blushy and stops talking mid sentence

“dude!!! stop destroying my fucking hous- uh uh h-hi y/ n”

i don’t actually know what they do in fortnite but if u do and this is wrong just imagine minecraft instead

or 2) he tries to be all tuff and show off

“oh hey y/n” he says as he casually rolls up his sleeve and stretches

but what he Doesn’t know is that u like him too!!!!!!!!!!!!!

he thinks ur waaaaaay our of his league

i mean just take a look at u!!! ur thighs ur belly ur boobiez

p e r f e c t i o n

but one day he accidentally walks in on you and seonghwa talking (he thinks u like seonghwa)

and he hears u like “idk seong he’s really cute and so nice to me and such an angel... also have u seen dem arms doe !!”

and What The Heck

yeosang cannot believe it

u???? the girl of his DREAm s ??? likes HIM ???

and what do u know when he hears that he suddenly can’t keep his balance and trips right over

over what exactly ?? his dignity

and he falls right in front of u and seonghwa

seonghwa just snickers and laughs and leave the room

yeosang just stares at u for a moment before getting up and just staring at u some more

“uh yeosang?? u good”

“h a hah yeah .. i’m good”

“ok. did u hear the part where i said i think you’re cute”

“. yes i did y-es”

“ok. do u like me too”

“uh y-yeah i uh yes”

“ok. get over here dummy”

“👁👄👁”

san

ok we all know san

this weirdo

this secs ee mf that gives zero fucks

haha mmmm

^^^^ that’s what he’s like every time u walk by

idk it’s getting late i’m tired plz don’t judge

when he sees u he’s all like hehehbajsbs ajdosndbdniejn ùwú

but externally he’s like heh he h wassup

and he makes hand gestures at u like outlining ur curvy body

and winking at u

and let’s be honest he may or may not have slapped dat ass a few times

and even though it’s kinda nasty u kinda like it

u know he means well and it’s just one way he shows his love and appreciation for u

and he wouldn’t do it if you told him no !!! consent is key

and u consent bc u like the way he gets slightly flustered everytime he does it

eventually u have to give in one day bc he’s been teasing you long enough

so one day ur walking by him and he smacks ur dump truck and u spin around and grab his arm and pull him up to ur chest

and he’s like HUH

and ur like hi sannie

and he’s like “h-hi”

AND THEN U KISS HIM

AND HE LOVES IT

and he’s feeling u up and he sits you down and pulls him into his lap

and ur scared that ur too much for that

so when u start pulling away he’s like “NO I LIKE U HERE STAY U LOOK SO ORETTY SITTING ON ME”

and u giggle and stay

and then more kissing and cuddling and loving

and he makes u laugh and feel good

and u make him happy and so excited all the time

and it’s sooo good omg he luvs allllll of u so much

mingi

i may have a soft spot for this man

he’s jus so weird and funky

but he’s so cute like idk

don’t tell seonghwa

ANYWAY

those are your exact thoughts abt him too

your relationship was always like....there was tension there

ofc u always thought abt him

and he always thought abt u

u lived in his head rent free

ur curves and dimples and amazing bodyodyody

accompanied w ur amazing personality!!! what could he not love

so when u became friends he was already obsessed w u

he’s always whiny and needy for ur attention

when the boys are there he’s like “😎😈💪🦵”

BUT WHEN YOURE THERE

he does a full 180

his voice goes from deep and scruffy to all soft

the boys clown him for it

but he doesn’t care

he sends u memes all the time

he texts you every day

at first it was an occasional hey wsp and now it’s like “good morning!! how’d u sleep” “hey bb girl wanna go get boba” “u looked rlly good today”

it makes ur heart flutter

and when he started calling u baby girl in PERSON

U DIED

and tbh he didn’t mean to say it the first time it just slipped out BUT he loved the way it made u blush and look down and cross your legs a lil

so he just couldn’t stop saying it

eventually the reaction u had went down a lil bc u got used to it

and that was when he decided he needed to do more

so eventually he got up the courage on a boba date to stop u and sit u down on a bench

and when u were like yes what is it mango

it took him a sec bc u looked so PRETTY in your dress

your thighs crossed and the way your boobies sat in it

he couldn’t help but stare (respectfully)

and u were like HELLo

and he cleared his throat and was like “ur really pretty”

and u blushed and covered yourself w ur arms

and he was like No >:( ur gorgeous and took your hands in his

and kissed them and kissed your arm all the way up to ur face

and he kissed your cheeks and was like these cheeks are so cute

and kissed ur nose and was like i love your nose

and then ur lips

and he didn’t have to say anything for you to know he loved your lips just as much as he loved your everything else

wooyoung

okay if i thought hongjoong was obsessed .

wooyoung is a whole other story

as soon as u step into the room ur the only one that matters

he would stop answering the boys

he would only be looking at you

trying his best to make u laugh it works

bc he loves the way your face lights up when u smile

and how your body shakes when u laugh

and he loves talking to u

abt anything and everything

so he becomes your very best friend

and when u get comfortable to share your insecurities with him he gets so sad and mad

he gets so ANGERY

he’s like WHO SAID THAT WHY WOULD U THINK THAT U ARE AMAZING AND BEAUTIFUL AND AKSJDJAJFJAKL

and one day ur ranting to him about something SOME DUMB ASS BOY said to u in class

AND HES LIKE I WILL BEAT HIM UP NO ONE TALKS TO MY BABY LIKE THAT

and ur like 😳 “y-your baby?”

and he’s like oh fuck fuck fuck fuck

he starts to apologize and ramble

and u just giggle

he’s like ??????

and ur like “i’ll be your baby wooyoungie”

“if you’ll be mine too”

AND HE CANNOT BELIEVE

he runs up to u and picks u up and spins u around and he kisses u and he’s like MY BABY

“dats ma baby and aint nobody finna touch em”

^^ that’s what he’s like w u

and he’s so happy youre his and he’s yours

cuz now he gets all your curves to himself hehehehehehehehehe

jongho

jongho is such a softie

especially for u

he melts everytime he sees your soft skin and your pretty face

he tries really hard to be all tuff around u

but it never pans out

bc he’s so in luv w how pretty you are

in his mind u are the most perfect person ever

he lets u vent to him abt anything

he likes to talk to u abt everything

deep or not

and one day you’re like “hey jongho, i’ve never heard u talk abt a girl before”

and he goes all blushy and is like ha ha i uh i guess u haven’t

and u ask if he has a crush

and he goes even redder

and ur like “U DO OMG TELL KE ABT HER”

sooooo he does

“well she really pretty and has such a kind heart and beautiful eyes and an amazing smile and the prettiest curves i’ve been talking to her for a while and she makes me so happy”

“she’s so gorgeous but she doesn’t think so and it makes me really angry i just wanna tell her she’s beautiful”

and ur like “awww just tell her then! she’ll love hearing that from you” oblivious mf

so jongho sits up straight and looks u right in the eyes and says “ok then. you’re beautiful y/n”

you’re eyes go wide and u open ur mouth to say smth but nothing comes out

so u just hug him

and he wraps his arms around u and says “it’s true, you’re so beautiful”

and u just hug him tighter

and the night is perfect :,)

and he’s perfect

and he’s so grateful u asked him that question

#seonghwa #ateez #mingi #yunho #wooyoung #ateez fluff #hongjoong #yeosang #jongho #ateez scenarios #kpop #san

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ronmanmob · 3 years ago

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@brooklynislandgirl

[ STRADDLE ] Ron's oft warned Beth about playing with lads who are bigger and for the most part she tends to slip sylph like behind him, taking shelter in his lee. But she is his shadow, and when he finds himself in his gym, working out, she isn't far behind, pantomiming his movements. She even quietly offers to spot him when he gets around to weights, even if it's ridiculous. There's more iron on the bar above him than there would be with three of her.

She can read the dubiousness on his face before he can manage a word out between the sumptuous tiers of his lips. She doesn't blame him, he's got hardier looking broomsticks in the pub's closets. She wouldn't trust herself if the situation were reversed. But she's also got sterner stuff inside her that lilts a brow at him. There comes a certain smile she keeps in reserve for particularly nasty customers, Reg in his entirety, and sometimes one of the lads in the Firm when she catches things uttered from conspiratorial whispers that live in fear of Ron hearing them for himself. It's the smile that has an inordinate amount of teeth and tends to swim very fast toward drowning people. And oh how slinky her voice is, wending its way around him in a purring tone, soft but determined. "Tell ya wha," she says, and rakes him with a half-lidded smokey gaze, all whiskey warm. "Take i' t' da mat. Bes' two of t'ree. You win, an' I concede dat maybe Pat mo' beddah a spotter." That smile turns down right seductive. "I win...an' you teach me f' boxin' like you do...full contact, full glove." The tip of her tongue punctuates her statement by pressing at the corner of her lower lip. "Wha'ya say, Ronnie. T'ink you can take one lil girl?"

The question catches Ron mid-toweling off post weight set - bicep curls this time, so no need for a spotter despite the kind, oft given, offer. Never has he been blind to Beth's shadowing of his ways; her shadow boxing, quite literally. He's watched her learn his movements; watched her put them together in ways that better suit her frame, her height, her weight; watched her work the maths on angles and strikes in real time as he battered four shades of shit out of the punching bag.

It is though, a dual kind of knowledge.

For all she's watched, for all she's obviously fit and toned through years of surfing, yoga and other pursuits of all kinds, she's still give or take the asking of slighter build than Reggie's Frances. And she, bless her heart, was about as big round as her husband's thigh.

With raised brows and pursed lips Ron regarded Beth curiously; took in that smokey gaze; replayed and soused in her tone and felt, as he often did, the faintest prickle of envy for how she could coax out such depth of feeling with so little effort. Her proposition looped once, twice, and then a third time as he weighed it up; ran the numbers, like she so often did. And then-

'--Two aht'a f'ree, on'a mat.'

He nodded towards the mats in question, spread out and ready as they always were, before making his way over ---- an arm out to bring Beth along with him.

'You giv us yer word though' he went on, stilling as they reached the mat's edge. 'Yer firs' response t'violent times best still be get be'ind Ronnie, yeah? I knew yer strong in yer way, darlin', bu' if I got bowf arms rahnd yah 'n squeezed like I meant it I could do yah real damage.'

It wasn't damage from him he was concerned about, of course. But the point remained. Holding her gaze, Ron offered her his kinked little finger - long injured and now, between them, used for oaths.

'Promise?'

#brooklynislandgirl #modern!verse #<- with Bef #//thank you so much for sending this in darling I LOVE!!!

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rebelcap · 4 years ago

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We are not just friends.

Chris Evans x bi!latina!character (Sofia is a person of color, she's brown.)

Chris and Sofia meet when their best friends started dating, it all started at friends with loads of bumps on the road.

Warnings: drinking, smoking, drug use (weed), assault, Chris being Steve Rogers, commitment issues, my girl Sofia kinda messy, lots of fucking (eventually)

This is slow burn at its best, at least emotionally.

Series masterlist

Part 2 — Part 3

“Really? it's not too much, isn't it?” Amanda asked checking her ass in the full-length mirror on the closet door. “I feel overdressed, look at you!” She pouts pointing the plain outfit of Sofia.

“What?” She shrugged looking down at her clothes, white halter crop top with skinny black jeans and Adidas kicks. “Well, I'm not trying to impress anyone.”

“It's too much. I'm putting some jeans and a blouse.” She said shaking her head and walked to her friend to unzip her dress. Amanda let it fall on the floor and walked half-naked to the closet.

“Keep the shoes, though. They're sexy.” Sofía pointed out walking to the bed and laid down across it, watching her friend change. “Dude, I haven't seen you this nervous in a while.” She laughs.

“It's because I'm meeting his friends and you're meeting him,” Amanda explained pulling her long legs into some blue jeans.

“I always hated your boyfriends, from the get-go. Always.” Sofía said with a frown. “But he seems sweet,”

“Yes,” Amanda said with a smile, stopping what she was doing to give her a look. “He's sweet, real sweet.” she wiggles her eyebrows at her.

“Thanks for the image of you blowing the guy now.” Sofía laughed throwing her a pillow, that Amanda catches mid-air and throws it back at her.

“Wouldn't be the worst thing you catch me doing,” Amanda laugh and slip into her shoes again. “Remember ass-Steven-hole?”

“Ugh, God. I don't want to.” Sofía laughed shaking her head and get off the bed. “Let's go, señorita. Let's meet at the novio.”

“Why are you Spaninglish?” Amanda asked walking out if the room. “Wait. You high?”

“Nope.”

She was so fucking high.

—

The place was a bar downtown, nice, and had the perfect amount of people not to be overcrowded. There were a few pool tables on the back, darts, and even recently they attached a little dance floor.

Amanda wanted to come here because it was Latino night, not only because Sofia was Latina but it was mostly she liked the music and wanted to dance around and have a really good night.

“Now I know why you wanted to come,” Sofía said eyeing the banner hanging outside, 'latino night' it read. “Seems like a nice place, are they already inside?”

“Yeah,” Amanda said checking her phone. “They're in the back by the pool tables.” She said and grabbed Sofia’s hand and dragged her inside.

“Wait, wait,” Sofía said halting to a stop. “Look at that girl, good God.” The girl said, appreciating the other girl, slightly shorter than her with long strawberry blonde and bright green eyes, she was a contrast of Sofia’s appearance she was about 5’10”-ish, had deep black hair and stopped right in her clavicles with very loose curls, his eyes were the perfect shade of black, giving her a unique stare, her skin was brown also had a whole arm tattooed.

“We didn't even get to where they are, could you like to say hi and then go hunting?” Amanda pouted looking at the girl too, “And she's way to straight to your bisexual charms.” she pointed out like the girl in question wrapped her arms around some guys' neck.

“The cute ones are always straight.” Sofía scoffed shaking her head and walked along, laughing. “Alright, alright.”

“Sofi, can I ask you something?” Amanda stopped and turn around to give her friend's look, beating her eyelashes. Sofia rolled her eyes and sigh, already knowing what she was talking about.

“I'll try to behave.” She said with a pout not really waiting for Amanda for asking; Sofia had a habit of annoying the absolute fuck of her when she liked someone, or when the guy was an absolute asshole she would let said dude know and whatever was there too. “If he's an asshole, I won't shut it.”

“He's not an asshole, I promise.” Her friend beamed and grabbed her hand, leading her back to the end of the bar.

—

Chris was on his fourth beer when his friend, Luke, scrambled out of the booth and stand up, searching for someone on the crowd

“What's going on?” He asked and gave him a weak punch on the back of his arm.

“Mandy's here with her friend,” Luke answered him and wave his hand. Chris nod and look at where a beautiful, emphasis on beautiful blonde walked into his arms and crush her lips on his mouth.

The blonde girl, Mandy—he was sure now. Was still holding another girl's hand and when he lay eyes on the girl…

“Holy shit,” Chris mumbled as soon his eyes landed on that beauty, perfect everything. The kind of girl he described when someone asked what would be his dream girl. No more describing, there she was on the flesh.

“Hi, I'm her evil twin.” Sofía introduced herself as she shakes Luke's hand and he let out a heartfelt laugh.

“She is though, don't know why you laughing,” Amanda told Luke holding the laugh and his face change, fearing that he had fucked up. “Oh no, we're just fucking with you.” Amanda quickly said with a laugh and lean over to plant a kiss on him again.

“Oh, That's how it's gonna be?” He asked shaking his head, smiling while holding Amanda from her waist.

“Probably,” Sofía laughed. “Nice to meet you, dude. I've heard a lot about you.”

“Nice things, I hope.” He said with a smile.

“Oh yeah,” Sofía said winking at Luke and Amanda facepalmed herself and he let out another laugh.

“Sofia,” Amanda said with a warning. “You promise!”

“I say that I'll try and I'm trying but when it's that easy I can't help myself, Amanda,” Sofía explained. “He's laughing, look!” She pointed at Luke chuckling. “It's all good, Brenda Bunson.” She said nudging her friend.

And she's funny, Chris added to his quick list in his mind of all the things he liked about her now. He was about to get up and get all over that but she quickly disappeared in the crowd after exchanging a few extra words.

With a sip of his beer he did get up to greet Amanda, she was nice and funny too. Easily could see how Luke was crazy about her, they sat back down on the booth, still waiting at some other friends.

“Oh, this is Sofia’s beer!” Amanda exclaimed looking at the label on Chris beer bottle. “She works at the brewery.”

“Sofia is the girl you came with?” Chris asked leaning over the table trying to hear her over the shouting and Amanda nod a few times.

—

Sofia was leaning over the bar, Since Luke was nice, she thought that she will return the gesture and get some drinks on her.

“Hi there,” A random men approached her, elbow resting on the counter trying to be smooth, he obviously has a few drinks in he couldn't even focus on her face, his eyes kept going to her non-existent cleavage, just staring at his tits through her top.

“Hey, man. What's up?” She greeted back because she was nice like that, but not really paying him much attention.

“Not much, until I saw you. Can I buy you a drink?” He offered and she snorts.

“Nah, I already ordered. Thanks anyway.” She said giving him a wide smile and turn her attention back to the bartender that was giving her the beers, she was about to pay but the guy decided to pitch in and told the bartender to put it on his tab.

“No really, let me. I can afford it.” He said and Sofia raised an eyebrow while taking the beers and downing the two shots of whiskey to take the edge off. “Damn, you can drink too.”

“Look, thanks for the beers but I'm here with my friends. We're just chilling” She said pointing at her table. “I have to go.” Sofía nod at him and went about her way.

“Okay, okay. I get it,” He said getting in front of her. “What about a dance, later.”

“Yeah, sure. Alright.” She said with a shrugged. “Bye.” Sofía smiled and walked past him going back the to table, where Amanda was laughing with Luke's friend.

Sofia squints her eyes, do I know this dude? She asked herself, yes yes I do. She resolved after a few seconds. But from where? Oh shit—Did I fucked this dude? She panic because she wasn't up for an awkward meeting. Sofia retracted and wiped out her cellphone.

Who dat??????? I know him😐

Sofia saw how she quickly tipped back on her phone and read the incoming message.

CAPTAIN AMERICA. I'm freaking the fuck out, Luke's like his BFF. Oh my God oh my god.

Sofia’s soul came back to her body as she let out the air she was holding and give her a quick response.

Oh, I thought I fucked him and this thing was going to be awkward.

She put her phone back to her back pocket and grabbed the beers from the empty table and walked back to the booth.

“Hey, the evil twin is back!” Luke joked and Sofia laughed. “And brought beer!” He said grabbing two beers from Sofia’s hand.

“She's nice like that,” Amanda said chugging down half a glass, she was freaking out.

“Mm—Sofía this is my dude, Chris. Chris, this is Sofia the evil twin.” Luke said chucking introducing those two.

“Hi, nice to meet you!” Sofía said leaning down and give him a kiss on the cheek and Chris downright flushed.

“Likewise, Thanks for the beer!” He said scooting further into the booth giving her some space, he was dumbfounded.

So fucking gorgeous. After a few more beers and the fact that more of Luke's friends came along with some girlfriends, they all decided to move to another booth on the dance floor.

Amanda was getting wasted with Luke and Sofia was mildly drunk, still drinking beer with the occasional shot that one of the guys keeps giving her, she was engaged in a conversation with Chris and a few other guys.

Amanda was looking at them and Luke nudge her on her side.

“I think Chris likes her,” He said and Amanda gives him an obviously look.

“Don't you say,” She laughed. “Look at his body language, it's all over her. Leaning over, touching her, and pretty much batting his eyelashes at her.”

“He's back with his girlfriend, again. It's pretty messy…” Luke said looking at them.

“Keep spilling that tea, baby,” Amanda said sucking the straw from her drink and Luke let out a laugh.

“He's not really the kind of dude to cheat on their girlfriends. It's not going to happen anything.”

“And Sofía it's not really the type to mess with someone she knows it's already taken,” Amanda replied.

“It's a conundrum,” Luke said burping, and Amanda couldn't feel more in love with this gigantic dork.

—

“I don't know how you do it, I'll be constantly drunk and not be able to do my job.” Ryan, one of Luke's friends said at Sofia, they were talking about her work at the brewery.

“The first month I was working drunk,” They laughed.

“Are you serious?” Chris asked taking a swing of his beer.

“Yes!,” She exclaimed. “Free beers for the employees and everyone is drinking all the fucking time. I had to keep up!” Sofía explained emptying her beer in one go. “And I wasn't an avid beer drinker, like now,” She said shaking the empty beer bottle. “imma get one more, you guys want another?”

“No for me, I think I'm gonna head out.” Ryan said pointing with his head at her girlfriend barely walking back from the bathroom. “Such a lightweight. Two beers, I swear.” He laughed getting up from the booth and quickly go to get her, shouting his goodbyes over his shoulders.

“She'll be fun to get into a taxi.” Sofía frown watching Ryan struggle a little bit, the girl was being a little touchy. Chris chuckle and she looked at him. “Want one?”

“Yeah, thanks.” He smiled and watched her go until he felt a punch in his arm.

“Dude, dude.” It was Luke making a face, Chris understood perfectly because he knew that she'll be trouble, sweet sweet trouble.

—

You know how awful was someone whispering into your ear “you owe me a dance” accompanied by the stench that someone how was way passed in drinks had and their fucking wandering hands.

“Man, you need to back off,” Sofía said taking his hands off her and started to walk to the bar, this men was hot on her heels, it was the same one that offered to buy her drinks a while back.

“Hey, don't walk away,” He slurred at her, way more intoxicated than before. When Sofia didn't even acknowledge that he spoke at her, things escalate. “Hey, hey you owe me a fucking dance!” He shouted at her, rather angry, and grabbed her by the arm while she waited by the bar for the beers. He turned her around and started to drag her to the dance floor.

“Let go, asshole!” She said grabbing his hand and remove it from her arm and pushed him making him stumble backward a few steps. The idiot, cursed her and stumble forward and attempt to grab her again but Sofia was quicker and sucker punch him sending his drunk ass to the ground, blood pouring off his nose.

“Holy shit,” She heard Chris mumble behind her, who had seen the idiot drag her and came to help, but she already helped herself out.

“You fucking bitch! are you insane?” The dude said scrambling back from the floor and started walking back at her but Chris put a hand on his chest and hold him there.

“Back the fuck off, man.”

“She's fucking crazy,” The dude said and wipe the blood from his nose and went off again and this time Chris pushed him.

“Back off, leave her alone.” He told him pulling his Steve Rogers captain voice and some people started to recognize him. The dude went off again, but Sofia couldn't help herself and pushed him back to the ground and grabbed Chris's hand.

“Come on, we need to go.” She said dragging him off the club with one hand and texting with her.

Mand, I punch a dude, I'm outside with Chris! 😂

“Mandy is going to freak out,” Sofía said as they waited by the side of the bar where just a couple of persons minding their own business to notice him. She laughs as she took her hand, it kind of hurts.

“You okay?” Chris asked grabbing her hand to look at it.

“Yeah,” She said looking at his hands inspecting and hers. “A little shaken up,” Sofía laughed. “But it was kind of awesome.”

Chris let out a laugh as he, not really wanting because her hands were soft, let go of her hand. “It was a mean punch, really.”

“I know, right?!” She exclaimed as she acted up the punch again making him laugh again and her hand hurt a little.”Ow.”

“You need some ice,” Chris said grabbing her hand again. “So it doesn't swell.”

“Sofi!” Amanda comes out running on little steps for her high heels, Luke was close behind with her purse and both of their coats. n “Mandy, I'm fi—

“Are you okay?!” Her friend said as she looked over her, grabbing her hand from Chris and looked it over. “Does it hurt? you need an ice pack.”

“I'm fine,”

“Are you?”

“Yes, mother.”

Amanda glare her and rolled her eyes at her, the blonde looked back at the two boys and invite them over, the night still young she said.

#chris evans #Chris Evans x you #Chris Evans x reader #chris evans x female reader #chris evans x y/n #Chris Evans x latina!#Chris Evans x latina OFC #chris evans x poc!reader #Chris Evans fanfiction #Chris Evans imagine

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supercasey · 5 years ago

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Nomad of Nowhere Modern Twins AU Camping Shenanigans

I did this because I have fucking writer’s block and my new medication for my depression/anxiety is making me feel a bit sucky as I get used to it, so here, have some antics that I may or may not try writing/drawing sometime.

I’m gonna set this camping trip when Hunter and Skout are in high school (both 15) and Melinda is still in elementary school (9).

For context, Benjamin and Annabeth are absolutely nature enthusiasts- I mean, they built their own fucking house for crying out loud!- so camping trips aren’t all that out of place for them, but this time they insist that their oldest kids bring their friends from school along! (Last time they brought some of Melinda’s friends, they accidentally started a fire, and no one wants to relive that shit.)

Skout brings Toth, who’s nervous AF to meet Skout’s parents (she knows they’re pretty damn accepting and in a polyam relationship, but I doubt anyone’s all that excited to meet their significant other’s folks), while Hunter brings the Three Amigos, which of course includes Null, who he only just started dating in secret.

While Ben and Anna are really freaking hyped for the trip, Adrian is a bit less excited, as he fucking loathes outdoor activities of any kind (the family has countless pictures of them all together after a hike, and Adrian always looks close to passing out in them), but he’s excited to meet his kids’ friends!

The whole group road trips to a nice forest that they can camp in, but due to the size of their crew, they split into two vans: Benjamin, Annabeth, Skout, Toth, and Melinda are in one van, with Adrian, Hunter, Null, Santi, and Jethro are in the other.

The road trip is a fucking MESS; Ben and Anna keep arguing over directions (despite Skout offering her phone for GPS, also Ben can’t drive at all but Anna drives like a maniac), so they get lost for several hours.

In the meantime, Adrian’s van is loud AF, since the Three Amigos are a pretty rowdy bunch, and Hunter convinced his dad to let him choose the music, which is just Lemon Demon at top volume for several hours straight. Adrian is in hell and it’s Touch-Tone Telephone on repeat.

Thankfully, once they get to the campsite, things are looking up... except that Don Paragon’s family has their giant ass RV parked directly next to the family’s campsite, and Don brought Red Manuel along because his parents told him to bring a friend from school. Needless to say, none of the teens are happy to see each other outside of school.

Santi and Jethro almost get fucking lost in the woods at some point, but they end up finding a really nice little unpolluted lake to swim in when they do. They run and grab Hunter and Null to go swimming, and it’s fun until Don shows up and bitches about how since his family is wealthier, it’s his and (I guess) Red’s private lake to swim in (it isn’t), and how if they don’t leave he’ll call the cops on them (he wouldn’t).

During this rant, Toth and Skout finally catch up to the boys, and seeing Don Paragon doing his usual BS, Toth simply picks him up and tosses him into the lake, getting his fancy bathrobe and slippers soaked.

Don goes OFF, but gets cut off when Skout, who’s stronger than she looks, picks up Red and tosses him in on top of Don. Everyone laughs (even Red, though he’s smart enough to hide it), before continuing with their swim (though Don still bitches the whole time).

Meantime, the parents aren’t doing much better. Ben and Anna start engaging in a sort of “Parent Contest” with Don Paragon’s folks, trying to insist that they’re cooler parents/have better kids.

Ben vs Don’s Dad is a lot more hostile/direct, while Anna vs Don’s Mom is a lot more passive aggressive and soccer mom-like.

Ben: “Oh, yer son’s got straight A’s? Well mine can fuckin’ backflip ‘n clap at the same damn time! How ya like dat, Michael!?”

Anna: “Aw, Karen, your son is such a sweet boy! :) Remember the time he made Hunter cry, so Skout threw him off a jungle gym? :)) They grow up so fast! :)))”

Meanwhile, Adrian and the Paragon family’s butler shoot the shit over some beers and ignore their companions’ bullshit.

Despite all of the arguing earlier, Don’s folks are convinced that Hunter and Don are best friends for some reason, so they insist on doing a huge family cookout, which everyone else begrudgingly agrees to, if only because Ben is excited about eating free “rich people food” (which Adrian reminds him isn’t all that better than middle class food, but whatever).

In short; El Rey (Adrian’s dog) eats a bunch of raw hotdogs and pukes them up in Anna’s purse, Skout and Toth almost kiss but Hunter accidentally ruins it by playing his guitar right next to them, Melinda keeps sneaking punches at Don when no one’s looking because that bitch made her big bro cry a lot when he was younger, Ben accidentally sets his poncho on fire, and Null, Santi, and Jethro all get food poisoning from Adrian’s under-cooked hamburgers.

At one point, Nomad (Hunter’s cat) runs off after hearing a loud bang from the woods. At this point, it’s really late at night, and Nomad is a black cat, so no one can find him. Hunter goes into hysterics, as Nomad is his closest friend/therapy cat, so after all the parents go to bed, the teens agree to put aside their differences and go to find Nomad.

Don, of course, makes it about himself and insists he’ll find the cat first, and when he does, he expects Hunter (he makes a mean joke about Skout needing to do it for him) to give him a sincere thank you, and then an apology for his family’s horrid behavior towards him! With that, he storms off, Red Manuel hot on his heels but looking a bit... frustrated? How very weird.

Hunter is so freaked out, he just starts running through the woods looking for Nomad, but luckily for him, Melinda can keep up with him. She’s trying to get him to go back to the campsite, as he’s too worked up to be looking for Nomad, and after trying and failing to talk him into listening to her, Melinda simply sits down and fake-sobs, saying she’s scared. Snapped out of it by big brother instincts, Hunter picks her up and takes her back to camp to wait with her until someone finds Nomad.

Seeing as the Three Amigos are as sick as El Rey was earlier (oh dear god, did Anna flip about the puke in her purse), it’s up to Skout, Toth, Don, and Red to find Nomad.

Toth and Skout use the time to talk in privacy, discussing future plans and how this trip has gone. Skout is embarrassed, worried that Toth hated this trip/hates her family, while Toth is convinced she made a bad impression on Skout’s parents. It’s a bit awkward, but they manage to convey their worries to each other and have them reassured away.

During this moment, they end up in a nice little clearing with dandelions sprouting everywhere. Skout laughs, and says something about how although she thinks the Dandy Lion mascot at school is dumb, she’s always loved dandelions. Toth, in response, plucks the largest one and braids it into Skout’s hair.

Skout’s Honor finally gets their fucking kiss, since up until now it’s kept almost happening, but due to public embarrassment/awkwardness, they’ve held back. Now though, away from everyone, they get enough privacy to have their first ever kiss.

Of course, it doesn’t last long before Red Manuel pokes his head through the trees and asks what tf they’re doing. Both girls go scarlet, insisting it was nothing, while Red simply cackles.

Toth goes to punch him in the jaw, but stops mid-swing when Red, in a panic, holds up Nomad to stop her.

Both Toth and Skout are baffled, surprised that Red managed to catch Nomad. Toth, who’s never much liked Red, asks why tf he’s not trying to use Nomad as leverage over them, or better yet, why didn’t he give Nomad to Don so he could use the cat to bully Hunter some more.

For the first time ever, Red seems genuinely upset with Don, and vents to the couple that Don Paragon’s been an asshole to him the entire trip, and only brought him along to make himself look good in front of his parents. He goes on to say that Don ordered him not to talk in front of his folks, and although Red hated the very idea, he agreed because it was better than staying at home with his mom all summer.

Skout grows concerned immediately, and tries to ask about Red’s mom, but he clams up, insisting that Skout just take her brother’s dumb cat (who seems to really like Red) because he doesn’t want to listen to Hunter freak out anymore.

After Hunter is finally reunited with Nomad, he’s absolutely ecstatic, hugging his cat while dancing around with joy. Once Skout tells him that Red Manuel found Nomad, Hunter doesn’t hesitate to run and hug him. Red obviously enjoys the affection, but he tries to play it off nonetheless.

Don eventually finds out that Nomad was found, and freaks tf out about how he was supposed to find him, and that he was supposed to get an apology, dammit!

Toth fucking snaps, telling Don straight up that he’s a piece of shit and should just be happy that Nomad got found, to which Don says pointblank that he wishes Nomad had gotten eaten by a bear, if only so he could see that “R-slur mute’s” face when he found the cat’s remains. Hunter starts crying, horrified by the mental imagery, while Don laughs at him, calling Hunter a pussyboy for crying. Red Manuel, in his rage at his so-called friend’s terrible behavior, punches Don in the dick.

Don is Surprised Pikachu Face(TM), because what tf is Red doing? He’s supposed to be Don’s little yes-man! Tbh, everyone is shocked, and Red finally loses his shit, shouting that Don is an awful fucking friend, and that he resents even knowing him.

((Me? Craving a future Red Manuel Redemption Arc(TM) almost as much as Season 2 of NoN? It’s more likely than you think.))

By now, the parents start waking up, and Don’s dad asks his son what’s going on. Smirking, and with his back turned to his father, Don says that Red is going to be going home with Hunter’s family, as he believes he’s about to strand Red in the wilderness as payback.

Red is freaked out, and makes to beg for Don’s forgiveness, when Skout outright confirms that yes, Red is coming with them, because Red is their friend!

Don is shocked again, but his parents just shrug and tell everyone to go back to bed. Adrian and Ben (the only ones who woke up, because Anna’s a heavy sleeper) are confused, but when Skout tells them that Red needs a ride later, they just shrug and say something like “Eh, what’s one more fucking kid?”

Red is nervous as fuck the next morning, still reeling over what he said to Don, but everyone (even the Three Amigos, who are all still pretty sick) assure him that he did the right thing.

Ben, Anna, and Adrian agree to pack up a bit early that morning, on account of the Paragon family terrorizing them, the Three Amigos getting sick, and almost losing Nomad. However, to make up for the short and crazy trip, they offer to host a slumber party at their house for all the teens, which everyone is on-board with.

Red’s a bit hesitant to agree, and says they can just drop him off near his place and he can leave them be, but Ben, sensing the kid’s anxiety, assures him that he’s welcome to stay with them for the night. After Skout tells him the same thing (with Hunter nodding in agreement), Red agrees, and has an awesome time with everyone!

At the start of the next school year (sophomore year/10th grade), Red Manuel goes back to hanging out with Don Paragon, but he’s noticeably less mean to the twins, and even gets caught helping Hunter pick up his books a few times when Don knocks them out of his hands in the hall.

Sorry, this kinda ended up as more of an “I love Red Manuel, or at least, my characterization of him” rant, but oh well, I hope y’all like my dumb rambling anyways!

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pinktatertots99 · 4 years ago

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100 Homestuck Asks: *looks at your tags* Hmmmmmm Nr. 74 please?

JKDKHJDKJHDKHJ daawww michi you too sweet spoilin me to fangirl for a sec

100 Homestuck asks!

74. Earth C headcanons? oh now THIS shall be fun~ i got...two ideas on it, course i haven’t finished the series so all dis shit can change but fuck it wha i got so far. lmao under the cut cause this shit is LONG

first idea:

basically kids end up in a dr. stone scenario bout havin to fix some shit and make stuff, food, architecture, shelter, whatever tf, and it ALL ends poorly cause these kids ain’t even 20 yet they are fuckin awful at dis shit the kids are all early to mid high schoolers when startin this game!

also trying to re-create game architect such as the alchiemeter...course not many of em can do it we gotta have the smarties do it...mostly equius, rose, the like and sort.

speaking of: bringing back MOST of the dead thanks to basically fusion space and time powers. firstly because not ALL the troll bloods are around (weirdly jade and john have an issue with this knowledge) and secondly, it just, kinda sucked man they should have a second chance! (they would’ve bought EVERYONE back but that creates the issue on WHO should come back and what people they all know, which isnt alot.)

also making a machine similar to the paradox baby sludge machine but for continuing the species, and keeping the pale motif for it for mostly blood samples (no one wants the OTHER type of samples) and for it to work with humans and human/alien genes, mostly this is run by jade...which also fails multiple times on troll/human and human/human DNA fusing attempts and slowly goes into breakdown territory cause she’s barely 20 yet and she’s worrying bout their species going extinct.

john at some point having an emotional breakdown over nothing being fixed/made/not fast enough...like steven U levels of breakdown. ...also a breakdown over himself getting a teeny prickle hair on his face cause dad would’ve been proud.

also them banning school but then bringin it back but with funner subjects like rap battles and teachin em the ways of the motherfuckin clowning. (don’t worry they got history teachers aranea and...-sigh- kanny to fill in some voids...and a hal 2.0 cause fuck it why not?!)

and everyone at some point making the largest pile of stuff for everyone to lay one/lay inside and cry basically cause honestly everyone’s going through the shit wringer of trauma. now they all do it atleast once every two weeks, not all of em but some do. it’s the closest to a therapist their gonna get.

also mayor became the mayor but everyone keeps making decisions on wha to do, they just gave him the title cause it makes him happy...and cause they wanted to put a lil hat on him.

dats bout it for first idea. second idea i thought of recently and it’s kinda sad...not like cry sad but more so well:

the earth goes back to normal, the one they get on is normal with humans around, none of em know anything or remember anything bout the events. mostly it’s the earth of the beta kids.

and kiddos just go home and get hit with all these responsibilities cause no guardians are around anymore they gotta take care of shit themselves (except for the harley english’s their used to this) least they got roommates tho...especially john he couldn’t take the sudden whiplash for a while.

all still have their powers, just don’t make em public cause people have weird reactions over em.

and dem trolls? well weirdly all of em got brought back (da beta’s and alpha’s) but considering the planet their in and how apparently havin horns and fins and shit is enough for someone to find ya a threat and shoot you....their teenage mutant ninja turtle-ing the sewers for a while with everyone being annoyed and conflicted on wha to do.

least aranea’s powers got some of em to end up and john’s place after the sewers went off flooding...again...and seperating everyone into four groups of six trolls. (in order we got peixe’s, ampora’s and zahhak’s at the harlenglish island; the pyropes, captor’s and megido’s at the strider hold; the nitram’s, maryam’s and leijon’s at the lalande’s; and the serket’s, vantis’s and makara’s at the crockeggbert household.)

and basically so far i got em all bumming at their places cause firstly no one’s gonna live in the sewer and secondly this new life SUCKS. and all at some point havin to force themselves to just, cover up best they can to live normal human lives...unless their defiant then they just go to harlenglish island while said harlenglish’s are trying to figure out how to get things like lusus and mother grub’s to work cause trolls gotta repopulate atleast while trying not to get the outside world in on their stuff cause man aliens, they’d go stranger things levels with em if they knew em!

#homestuck #HS #home stuck #headcanons #headcannons #the pink one speaks #michi!

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yamithediaperdork · 4 years ago

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Dragon’s roar (YGO)

Joey had a sinking feeling in his gut as he was on his way home from work. normally on a Friday night, and a payday at that, he'd of been happy to make his way back to his new home he shared with his loving boyfriend and his semi new little brother, the Kaiba boys, but he'd caught a glimpse of Mokuba and Yugi in a car heading for the turtle game shop. which meant if Mokuba was having a sleepover and it was date night.. "Aw fuck. I'm gonna be in huggies t'night." Joey groaned, getting a look of confusion from a nearby corporate type who was on his cell phone. "Mind yer own business." Joey huffed and sulked. Seto was a loving boyfriend, and spoiled Joey rotten in so many ways. Joey didn't need to walk to and from his security job at a mall, or even needed the job itself truth be told. But Joey liked to be able to be independent which sadly was a concept his loving boyfriend had some problems with. 'Ya would think someone who was taking collage classes and running a billion dollar company would get it.' Joey thought, slowing his walk down now that he knew what was waiting for him. Despite being seen as a cold and distant person by 90 percent of the world, Joey knew that under that layer of ice was..well more ice. but under THAT layer..well OK more ice. But if you dug down deep enough, there was this giant teddy bear that just wanted to hug you and pamper you. literally. and when Seto got in daddy mode, only one thing would get in his way of whining and begging Joey to let him pad him up. Mokuba. There was a reason Joey had been trying to start a Friday night tradition of pizza and movies but apparently Seto had been able to bribe his brother out of the house. 'And now I'm gonna get home and he's gonna have a pack of those freaking pampers out..and how the hell did he manage to get pampers to make diapers in my size anyways?! ...No you know what? I'm putting my foot down this time. I'm gonna go, have a beer, enjoy a few slices and maybe then I'll think about it!' Joey thought to himself, picking up the pace and walking though the front gate of the mansions yard, then slumped again. "...Oh who am i fucking kidding. it's gonna be milk and baby food and crapping myself tonight. He's taking me clubbing tomorrow night now though!" Joey muttered to himself. walking in he didn't even get a chance to call out that he was home before Seto was standing in front of him, holding up one of the thick massive pamper brand diapers. "Pleassssse?" Seto said and gave joey puppy eyes. "..I'm gonna draw up a list of demands and you're gonna cave into everyone of them. but yes. just let me get a shower first." Joey said, wondering again if the sweet and loving and rational boyfriend Seto was 90 percent of the time was worth the other 10 percent. "Deal!" Seto squealed and went to go and finish getting things ready.

Seto hummed and was grinning ear to ear as he laid out the diaper, some boosters, and a cute little outfit for the cutest big baby in the world, thinking about just how easy it had been to get Mokuba out of the house. One little fake rant about how he'd destroy the pharaoh and the like and Mokuba had asked to stay out for the night, tired of the crazy. The servants were given the night off so him and his adorable little big toddler could just cuddle and play and Seto was so lost in his thoughts he missed it as Joey tried to get his attention, till the wet towel hit him in the back of his head. "...really?" "hey, you want a big toddler, better learn ta pay attention." Joey said and shrugged and held up his hands. "...Your lucky your cute you know that?" "excuse me, but out of the two of us here, who's pushing their luck more?" Joey asked and winked, strolling over and then jumping up and turning mid jump to land on his back on the bed. "heh. Ok I'll give you that. Now did you go poo poo or pee pee at daycare today little guy?" Seto asked, getting into character and lightly tickling Joey's tummy. Joey rolled his eyes,he still wasn't on board with referring to his job as daycare, but taking a deep breath he switched on that baby tone that made Seto melt. "I went pee pee in the potty dis many times t'day daddy." He said and held up three fingers as a blush came to his face. "and I went all by myself!" "Oh my! Such a big boy!" Seto praised. "Daddies still gonna diaper you though since you have a stinky present in your tummy tum just waiting to come out." Seto coo'ed and then leaned down and tickled Joeys tummy more. "Who's got a big stinky present in his tummy tum? you do! yes you do!" knowing full well just how ticklish Joey's sides were Seto targeted them next, making the blond 20 year old yelp and burst into a fit of giggles. "ah! No fair! Cheating!" Joey cried out, trying to get free. "Noooo tickles!" "Sorry little guy, But i"m channeling the tickle monster, and you're monster food!" Seto chuckled. "Ahahahaha n-no stop ahahahaha W-wait I'm gonna!" Joey tried to wheeze out a warning between his laughs and Seto realized seconds to late maybe he should of stopped. Of course by then Joey was peeing on the front of his shirt and Seto stopped. "..I uh..had a big gulp on the way home." Joey said sheepishly, poking two fingers together as the flow finally stopped. "...I'm gonna choice to believe that was done to give me the full experience." Seto said and then lifted Joey off the bed, and onto a back up changing mat on the floor.

Joey was mortified as Seto powered him and got him tapped in the bulky white diaper, and found himself sucking on his thumb and blushing while Seto got out a different outfit for him. while his little accident had managed to avoid the diaper, the light blue short-alls and white diaper shirt hadn't of been so lucky. 'Now der's irony fer ya.' Joey thought, slurping away at his thumb. it was a bad habit he was picking up for all the date nights that turned into baby nights and it was starting to spill over to his big boy time. just the other day at work he'd had to claim he'd banged his thumb when busted by a co-worker. it was also a case of irony that even Seto wasn't a fan of the thumb sucking, which was shown as he turned around with a dark purple t-shirt and a pair of dark green shorts and scowled. "What do you think o- Little man! what have I told you about sucking your thumb?" Seto scolded Joey, coming over and setting the clothes down and pulling the thumb out with a pop. "Uhhh dat's good eating?" the diapered 20 year old tried, really feeling like he WAS just a 2 year old. "strike one." Seto said, trying not to smirk, as he reached into the diaper bag. "Thumbs like boyfriends are made for sucking?" Joey said and gave his best 'I'm so cute you can't be mad' smile. "Maybe tomorrow if your good tonight. Last chance." Seto said and his mouth was twitching badly as he tried to stay stern. "...Little boys thumbs has germs on it and they should be sucking on paci's." Joey huffed and pouted. He just couldn't explain it, but Joey was of the view that hands down, his thumb tasted and felt better in his mouth then any of the many different pacifiers that they had tried. It was a semi holy quest of Seto's to find one that Joey wouldn't have a fuss about. Opening his mouth for the large nipple of the new paci, and noting it was at least black like his red eyes, Joey gave it a few experimental suckles. "well?" Seto asked. 'shit..dis one actually feels pretty good.' Joey thought, though he made a show of it and shrugged but kept nursing as Seto helped him sit up. with the paci in his mouth Joey instinctively became a lot more willing to play along, raising his arms for daddy and letting him tug the shirt on. then letting daddy help him stand and putting his hands on daddies shoulders while he stepped into his shorts, which were then tugged up. Then he sat on a bed of the bed he hadn't of soaked and raised his feet up as Daddy tugged up some white socks with the red eyes black dragon on them and grinned around his paci. "heh, I'm sorry we haven't gotten your red eyes shirt back from the dry cleaners left after last time. I still wanna know how you managed to turn your pasta into a paste and got it all over yourself though." Seto chuckled. Normally a statement like that would of had Joey all blushy, but again, this time.. He just smirked and flexed his arms. "oh i see. and here i am without tickets to the gun show." Seto teased and tapped a finger on Joey nose. Seto held out a hand for Joey to take, since normally Joey insisted on walking (or crawling if Seto triple diapered him) rather then be carried but he just felt all small and little and held out his arms for uppies. "...You..You sure?" Seto asked, grinning ear to ear, and Joey nodded. "...I'm buying the company that made that pacifier." Seto chuckled and lifted joey up and sat him on his hip, a arm under Joeys well padded tush. Joey leaned in and snuggled into daddy as he wrapped his legs around him and gurgled softly behind his paci as daddy carried them downstairs.

Seto couldn't get over the change in behavior from Joey's normal big baby time to this time. there was no eye rolling, no smart ass remarks.when he'd sat Joey on a blanket on the floor with some toys, he'd gone and grabbed a stuffie of the red eyes and then scooted on his diaper butt, not even crawling, scooted, over to the couch and crawled up and snuggled into him. "you sure you don't wanna play with your toys little guy?" Seto asked. Joey shook his head no and snuggled in more and Seto for a second was worried about melting into good and getting sucked up but the couch's cushions. Seto put on a episode of Lil duelers for Joey and just kept looking at the little guy who was watching the show sure, but also seemed to be getting a little sleepy. about half way though Joey started to squirm a little bit and started to look up at Seto and then at the screen then back up at Seto and whined softly behind his paci. "whats wrong buddy?" Seto asked. if Joey was gonna keep the paci in his mouth this was going to get a little bit vexing to drag out what he wanted all the time, but Seto figured a few minutes of back and forth with the big baby was well worth the price of this cuteness. Joey whined again and then with one hand hugging his stuffie to his chest, he reached up and grabbed left hand and put it on back of his shorts, so his hand was on Joey's butt. "heh, I thought someone hated bum pats?" Seto asked, and Joey whined and gave him a pleading look. "ok ok, patting! don't give me that look again! You made me feel like a monster for not patting right away!" Seto said, half joking. the little guy giggled behind his paci and as Seto started patting and rubbing his butt Joey closed his eyes in bliss and snuggled in as much as he could. "So I guess this means anytime I wanna stop argument with you all i need to do is pop a paci in your mo-" Seto was saying when a muffled fart came out of Joey's behind, and Seto swore he could feel the heat from it. "heh, did you just wanna fart on daddies hand?" Seto asked, and Joey shook his head no, but his eyes were shut tight. it didn't look like his 'I'm so ashamed' face and Seto went to say something else when a second, louder and more forceful fart came out, followed but a rapid fire series of smaller ones. "Ohhh I see. Somebody wants bum pats while he makes daddy a present." Seto chuckled, and Joey nodded. His eyes were still closed but as Seto realized now, it was because he was bearing down and trying to speed up a bowel movement, or in baby term: make daddy a present as soon as possible. More farts now and Seto was thankful for the oder guard in the diapers, though he was still thinking he should of doubled diapered Joey as his hand was getting a little toasty. Joey was staining and pushing, and starting to work up a little bit of a sweat and Seto frowned. "Joey buddy, I know you wanna be a good boy and make me a present, but you can't just force it like this. you're gonna hurt yourself an-" Seto was saying in a gentle voice when with one mighty effort, the back of Joey's diaper started to expand. Normally Joey would of tried to hide, or pouted to use the potty before taking a dump in a diaper, but this time he was being such a good little boy even as the living room filled with the funk of his gift to daddy. The diaper and shorts by extension took on a interesting shape as Joey grunted and pushed. instead of just puffing out like it would normally do, it was making a semi triangle shape as it pushed out, causing the shorts to slide down. '...what the hell did he eat?' Seto thought but kept that to himself even as the smell had him taking shallow breath. 'Ok, no more food court lunches for him. I'm packing his lunch from now on.' As the bowel movement finished up, Seto rubbed Joey's back (he had switched from the boys butt when the lump had started to form and coo'ed softly at him. "All done now champ?" Seto asked. Joey looked more tired then before, his eyelids struggling to open up but he nodded his head. "Ready for a diapie change then?" Seto chuckled, and to his shock, Joey shook his head no. Normally Joey hated staying in a poopie diaper, and it was Seto who had to beg him to sit in it just for a few extra minutes. 'Go figure, the one time he's actually stinking the place up..' Seto thought. "Ok buddy. we'll let you take a little power nap, then change you, ok?" Seto asked. Joey gave a sleepy nod and then shut his eyes, gurgling and coo'ing as he drifted off to dream land. "...Your a toxic little mud butt. but your worth it." Seto said, stroking Joey's hair and smiling till anther loud fart came out into the back of the blond waste filled diaper. "But don't push it." Seto chuckled.

The end

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