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onehoplessromantic · 8 months ago
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rooster is the epitome of are you fucking serious
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ozerashome · 2 days ago
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I'm going feral thinking about the bad kids with the "I met my younger self for coffee" poem
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Adaine
I met my youngerself for coffee today.
I showed up 30 minutes early, and she was already there, picking at her nails.
I ordered for both of us, drinks and desserts even though she tried to insist she was fine with water.
I let her hold Boggy. She couldn't meet my eyes when she told me she was rejected from Hudol this week.
Her eyes sparkled when I told her about our friends. She was eager to wear my jacket- I didn't comment on how frail she looked in it.
She complained about her dad. I told her that he's not a problem anymore and that our sister likes us now. She couldn't believe I was happy about that.
Before she left, I made sure to tell her how to make a proper fist. I won't see her again, but I know she'll do alright.
Fabian
I met my younger self for coffee today.
I waited around the corner and after he ordered his drink I pulled around with the hangman. He immediately challenged me to a fight, and of course I won.
He noticed the eyepatch, but when he realised whose it was, he didnt ask how I got it. We had an arm wrestling match while we waited for our food. The hangman started crying over seeing the younger me, I had to remind him to chill.
Little me asked of our triumphs and I told him we're regularly slaying dragons, demons and getting our kisses in.
Before he leaves I warn him to take cardio more seriously. He stares in horror as I tell him about Chungle Down Bim.
"HE WANTS TO SHIT IN MY MOUTH"
"WELL YOU BESTED HIM RIGHT???"
"NO, HE'S STILL HUNTING US"
Fig
I was supposed to meet up with my younger self for coffee today.
I showed up 30 minutes early, to scope the place out. I chose the best table and strummed a few notes on my guitar while I waited for her to show up. I was going to tell her about Ayda so we can find her sooner. I'll also tell her to trust her hunch about creep teachers.
She showed up 15 minutes later. Hair curled and dressed in her favorite outfit. She brought a backpack with her, she doesn't want to run late to cheer practice after.
Her horns still haven't grown in.
She still only has 1 dad and she hasn't kissed older men- trying to feel any kind of love.
She doesn't look like her mother's mistakes yet.
I don't call her over. She doesn't recognize me and waits, tapping her foot with excitment.
I leave without waiting to see her dissapointment. She wouldn't understand my happiness.
She can stay oblivious a little while longer.
Other ramblings:
Kristen avoiding topics of family, mostly just nodding along to her younger self ramble praise for Sol. Her younger self notices her staff is different and Kristen casually drops that they're creating Gods now. Advising herself to get better shoes, maybe start doing some basic coordination excersises- her younger self clearly doesnt listen.
Alternate quip to young kristen noticing the different staff.
"But like... why though? I'm Sol's choosen prophet and I'm questioning him?"
"That's not the only thing you're going to question"
Riz meeting with his younger self, just as exhausted but a little more reckless. They both order an unholy concotion of caffine overload. Young Riz is still mourning the loss of his father, and Riz has to kill the urge to tell him everything. He drops a few hints, maybe his younger self can find the secret room faster. Young riz asks if the business cards work, Riz is glad to report they did, and they've even got the honor of being a shrimp king and The Ball.
(Edit; I FORGOT GORGUG)
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