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slvtbible · 5 years ago

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G O L D

chapter one

summary: [y/n is a young stripper who is adored by many men. harry styles is a man who loves to carry danger with him]

word count: 4222

pairing: stripper!y/n and gangleader!harry

warnings: violence, vulgar language, sexual acts, alcohol and drug

to be honest, i was a little hesitant to post it here and i don’t know if this story will blow up on tumblr or get many notes but that’s the last thing on my mind right now. i just want to share what i’ve been working on that kept you guys waiting for almost a year lol sorry about that. But yes, she’s finally here!! I posted first on wattpad before i put it here, I felt like the only way to reach out more people to read it it’s through that. And also, i decided to use a name on wattpad but I’d use the term ‘y/n’ on tumblr. Enjoy it all my loves! Give me feedbacks!💜

Harry fixes the collar of his sheer black shirt before tucking it neatly inside the black trousers he's currently wearing. He normally goes something more extravagant for going out. His closet is filled with colourful ruffles and Hawaiian shirts along with 'more than one colour' suits. However tonight, he needs to lay low for a bit. Especially when he's about to step into one of the most famous strip clubs in New York in an hour to meet up with the manager.

He's very much aware of the reputation he has put on himself out there. Though there's no use of camouflage and hiding, he still doesn't want a cause a scene,

Yet.

His hand lifts a bottle of Tom Ford from the dresser before spraying it twice on his neck. Stepping away from the full length mirror, he grabs his cross necklace from the bed before putting the accessory around his neck as he walks out of the room.

"Talk to me Reece" his heavy accent echoes the hallway as he walks downstairs, watching his few men pocketing their weapons,

Reece, the brown skinned man with tattoos nods. "He's there. Just got a word from Bianco. He appears isn't expecting you, Boss. However I do believe he knows you're coming soon. The club is far too crowded than usual but Bianco is taking care of that right now." He informs, showing him the message on the phone,

Harry can only scoff, nodding at him as a thank you. "That son of a bitch should've. Owes me more than fucking money." He mutters, inserting the .45 ACP inside his gun holster. "The car's ready?"

Nodding, Reece leads Harry down towards the basement. "As requested. Lamborghini Murcielago in blue hera. Pack with 640 PS and 471 kW, rules around 213 mph if you consider on hit and run. Still, I pack a standard Aeropack wing if you wanna go slow tonight. The windows? Bulletproof. In case anyone tries to kill you." Harry knows he's only joking about the last part. No one dares try to kill him before he does it. It's a pattern that everyone knows by now.

Harry lets out a low whistle, softly shaking his head as the machine beauty appears. Tracing lightly with his ring cladded fingers along the hood of the car. "Not planning to hit and run tonight, Reece. Not even thinking about racing down the street with my weapon outside the window. You don't have anything more. . . Less attractive?" He questions, still staring at the gorgeous car ahead of him,

"You know I don't do less, boss." Reece winks playfully, laughing to himself as he watches Harry roll his eyes. "Besides. Who knows you'll get yourself a bird tonight, eh? Take her out on a stroll before bringing her home to your place. Women love fast cars." He comments, pressing the button on the keys as the door opens,

Humming as a response, Harry walks towards the driver's seat, "I don't date anymore, thought my right hand man knew tha' " He speaks, words laced with seriousness while grabbing the keys from Reece's fingers,

He can only sigh and nod his head. "Understood. Yet, Kendra is like what? Two years ago? Gotta get yourself something better, boss. You deserve it. So do it tonight." He suggests, watching him going inside the car before shutting the door,

Harry smiles a bit, inserting the keys inside the ignition before starting the car. "Noted."

The dark haired man steps away from the car. Giving Harry a salute. "I'll be right behind you. See you there."

Y/N Y/L/N stands in front of the mirror as she applies another layer of red lipstick on her plump lips. Securing the tube back as she puckers her mouth to see if it fits the colour for tonight. She twirls, watching carefully how the gold lingerie clads perfectly around her breasts and down to her curvy hips and thick thighs.

She stops once her plump ass is facing the mirror, admiring how beautiful and big her bum is in the lingerie. It's a compliment really. She loves working out to give her bum a bit bigger. It's not that she hopes she'll gain attention from people, she just loves her body. She worships every piece of it despite what other people think of it. Insecurity was her biggest enemy but not anymore. After reading lots of books and poems about self love she learns that there's nothing she should be ashamed of.

Grabbing a bottle of lotion from her table, she squeezes the bottle into her hand before rubbing her bum with the cold cream, rubbing it neatly to make sure she doesn't miss a spot.

Another thing, she loves moisturizing her plump flesh before the show. It's sexy

"Joe is asking for you." She hears a voice coming from behind, craning her neck to see her closest co-worker Violet, already in her usual purple wig and attire as she stands beside Angelina. "I love working as a stripper but he really needs to learn to be patient and. . . shut up, i guess?"

Y/N releases a small laugh, moving her long dark wavy hair to rest on her chest. "I know, I know. Jesus, I've told him fifteen minutes prior that I'll take longer than usual." She slips on her gold heels and turns to face Violet, who's biting her lip as she stares at Angelina's body up and down. "Okay, how do i look?"

Violet raises her eyebrow, as if it's something her friend shouldn't be asking. "You kidding? You look like a sex goddess. Gonna get all the men on their knees for you, girl"

Scoffing, she shoots her a wink and a flirtatious smile. "Old men with beer bellies? No thanks. I'd rather make out with Gordon." She replies, seemingly disgusted about the thought of grinding on an old man's lap tonight.

"Is that a bet I hear?" Violet questions, leaning towards her a bit as she waits for her friend’s response. "Please tell me that it is so I can earn extra cash tonight."

Gordon is a perverted bartender that always keeps his eye on Y/N throughout her routine. He's 40 and is always asking Angelina on a 'date' and by date, he means her ass on his lap. Clearly something Y/N isn't too fond of. Him specifically. Violet and Y/N have always made a joke about him, something they could make a playful banter in every chance they get.

Plus, she heard he's married. Isn't he supposed to find another job rather than here? If his wife found out what kind of a sleaze bag she married, she would be crushed,

Rolling her eyes, Y/N shoves her playfully by the arm. "Ha ha, very funny" she answers, resuming to untangle her hair from knots.

Violet laughs, pinching her on the hip as she lets outa small squeal. "Just messing with you, baby. Good luck out there. Put the rest of us to shame tonight. . . Like any other night"

Y/N flips her off, yet knowing it's the truth. She's not trying to sound like a condescending bitch here but none of the girls here are actually capable to do what Y/N does. That's what makes men attracted to her. She knows what she's doing. She knows how to make a man hard.

"By the way, you heard what Joe's talking about earlier?" Violet asks, toeing off her heels as she exhales a relief sigh. "Damn those heels are killing me" She mumbles,

"No... What's about?" She turns her head to face Violet for her to explain, causing her to shrug her shoulders,

"Don't know much about it. . . But i hear Harry Styles is coming here to meet up with him. Something about transaction or shit" She waves it off, whispering it to Y/N, looking around to make sure no one is eavesdropping,

She almost chokes on her saliva after hearing Violet says the name. "Harry Styles?! The. . . mafia boss of New York..?" Her eyes widen at the possibility of the most dangerous man in the city paying a visit to the place she works at,

Nodding, Violet answers, "Yup. That Harry Styles. He's the devil. Let's hope this place doesn't turn into a war zone."

Y/N has heard about this Harry guy. The most feared man of New York. She does know a little bit of the relations between Joe and Mr. Styles. Almost every night she could hear Joe freaking out about this man. She may not know him that close, hell she had never even met him in person but people talk. One thing she learned about hearing his reputation, you don't ever want to mess with this guy.

Violet snaps her fingers to snap Y/N out of her thoughts. "Less worrying, girl. Come on, you got a show to put on yes?"

"Y-yeah. Fuck. . . now i'm scared" She breathes out, looking at her reflection in the mirror one last time. Calming down her mind.

After giving Violet a kiss on a cheek and receiving a tap on her ass, she takes a deep breath as she opens the beaded curtain and walk out to the club. Jhene Aiko is playing through the speakers, thanks to her who chose the music for tonight. She can already feel all eyes on her as she struts down confidently, putting on a smirk and winking at couple of men here and there. As much as it disgusts her, she grazes her hand along a man's arm who's biting his lip and looking at her up and down.

'What the fuck did i do to deserve this?' she thinks to herself, staring at the man in front of her who's probably the same age as her father. The thought of it makes her gag,

She gives the man a wink before getting up on the stage, hearing a few hollers from behind. reaching out to wrap her hand around the silver pole and her leg hooking up to support her body. Slowly twirling with her head thrown back and closes her eyes with money being toss at her direction before letting go and crutching down on her knees, moving close towards the same man earlier. He slips in a couple of hundred dollar bills inside her panties, causing the others to do the same.

This may be not how she pictures her success but damn, by the end of the week, her bank account can go from three to six digits.

She's definitely gonna hold on to that,

It takes Harry close to thirty minutes to get here. He blames it all on the traffic, cursing to himself every time he stops at red lights. He parks his car close to the entry before he exits from the vehicle. He looks over his shoulder to find a familiar black car driving towards her, noting to himself it's Reece's. Seeing him wave his hand to make sure he's coming in later.

He clears his throat, clenching his jaw as he walks into the club. Reece wasn't lying, the club is too packed for tonight. As if God knew what is about to get down tonight and isn't going to let him get away with witnesses. He really needs to play safe for a while tonight.

As he strides through the room to find a table he has reserved for, a few half naked girls walk right pass him, stroking his exposed chest and grabbing his shoulders. Most of them are gorgeous and he's tempted to touch their soft skin yet he has to hold it. Not that he isn't interested because he's definitely taking someone back to his place tonight--fucking Reece had to be right-- but he needs to get his head in the game for at least an hour before planning to do so.

Gently, he pulls back a chair for him to sit. He specifically asks for the furthest table so no one can figure out what he's about to do tonight. A glass of whiskey has been set on his table before he got here, waiting for Joe's arrival. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Reece and Bianco walking over to his table. One of them gives him a nod to acknowledge his presence.

Harry lifts the glass up to his lips and take a sip of it. Honestly, he hates doing all of this dirty work. Sure, he's the boss. But he despises complicated things. He should've known not to trust Joe about anything, yet when he begged on his knees with a gun knocked against his head as he spat out a bunch of threats to the weakened man, he thought why not? If Joe didn't get to fulfill his demands, he gets to kill him either way. It's always a pleasure for him to do so.

"Mr. Styles! Ay, i'm so happy to see you. You look a lot cleaner than i saw you the last time, eh?" Joe's voice causes Harry's green eyes averts from the scene on the crowd. His eyebrows are knitted, jaw tightened as he taps his fingers against the table, causing the rings he's wearing to knock.

He owes him money worth $50,000. And this man had the nerve to walk in and act like nothing happened.

He is definitely going to kill him.

"Stop with all that shit and sit the fuck down. You owe me something Joe." Harry warns, pointing at him as Harry's men forces the dark haired male to sit down making him gulp. "You owe me 50 grand for that package you piece of shit."

Joe couldn't feel more terrified as he catches a glimpse of Harry's gun on the table, facing towards him. "I know Harry, I know. I didn't forget, okay? It's just the money is tight right now. The girls aren't getting the amount of money they used to be getting." Joe tries to reason but Harry isn't having any of it,

"Stop being a fucking pussy and blame your girls for the money you've lost. I'm running out of patience here, Joe. If you don't give me the money by the end of the week, you're a dead man. I still have one body bag left in my car and I wouldn't mind writing your name on it." Harry grits his teeth, looking at him with a dark look in his eyes. Hand gripping tightly around the glass

"No man, I need more than that. Please, I'll do whatever you ask me to. You will have your money man I promised." Joe begs, looking at Harry with hopeful eyes.

Harry finds it quite disgusting to see someone like him beg for mercy-- for the second time--or anything at all to be honest. He find that gesture is weak and vulnerable which makes him very easy to manipulate over. "I don't give out second chances."

Joe hears a gun clicks behind, he doesn't need to know what's going on. He knows one of the two men behind him is ready to blow his brains out. "Harry man. . . One more. . . Give me one more"

Harry isn't a patient man. He doesn't want people beg. He doesn't want him to beg. But he finds it interesting to see how it goes, playing along this little game of his.

"Fine. you give me your best girl and i'll give you two months." Harry offers, cocking his eyebrow as he leans back to relax himself. "No more than that."

Joe's eyes widen at Harry's demand. It's impossible to collect a 50 grand in two months, especially when he's short on it. He needs more than that. Still, he thinks two months is better than nothing. "Okay. . . Agreed. Just tell me which girl you want or-or i could bring one or two here, man. Take your pick."

Harry can only hum in response, scanning his eyes over the scene. Dozens of girls dancing on stage, few of them even has their bras taken off. It seems to him, none of these girls on the room is his type.

Until his green eyes fall on a certain slightly curvy woman with her leg wrapped around the pole.

Her long dark hair brushing lightly against the floor as she bend her back a bit. He observes the way her body move so dirty yet gracefully around the pole, the way she bites onto her pink glossed lips and how her brown eyes manage to flirt with the crowd and had them lure into her eyes including himself. He swears this girl just steps out of his daydreams. She looks perfect.

He admires how she circle her hips painfully slow, jealous how he isn't close enough to watch her plump flesh near his strong figure.

"Her. I want her" Harry points at the girl he can't take his eyes off. His voice sounds too possessive but he doesn't care if he does. He's too enhanced with the way she moves on that stage and he loves how she swats those dirty hands who seems desperate to cope a feel with a dirty look on her face.

'Seems like a fighter' he thinks to himself

"Y/N? You want her?" Joe asks after he realises who Harry's pointing at.

"Y/N? That's a gorgeous name. She's not taken is she? Not that i care anyway. She's a dime from what i can see here." He says, not tearing his eyes off of her while he sips on his drink. "You're gonna give me her to me aren't you?" Harry asks, his eyes are threatening enough for Joe so he nods his head as a response.

"Yes. Of course. If that's what you want."

"Fuck yes i do. Bring me to one of your rooms. I want a private from her" He demands before gulping down his drink, standing up to head over to the back. Not before glancing at the gorgeous woman one last time who stuffs a few dollar bills in her panties.

After what it feels like forever dancing on stage and have men whistling at her to go over and give them more, she finally sit herself down on a chair in her dressing room and take a deep breath. Moaning in relief as she pulls her heels off while setting her timer on because she only has thirty minutes to rest before going back out there again. She leans back against the chair, sighing in a pure bliss.

She can hear a few girls talking and laughing while preparing themselves for their performance tonight, wishing she could just join in because Violet informs her earlier there's some juicy gossip she needs to talk about but she cant take it. She's too tired.

She has only closes her eyes for 10 minutes until a familiar voice speaks out,

"Where's Y/N?"

She groans internally. Can never mistake that voice soon as she hears it. Her manager, who sounds like he's panting, voice firm as if is an emergency to call her out like that. Y/N still has her eyes shut as she raises her hand up, not having the energy to respond.

"Okay, good. Y/N. You don't need to go back out there again. There's a special guest I need you to entertain. He's already waiting in the red room."

She nods and hum, only to realize what he means as her eyes bugs out.

Wait, what?

She's quick to turn around, brows furrows and mouth hangs open, not believing what she has just heard. "Pardon?"

"There's a man. A guy who I work with, waiting in one of the rooms. He specifically asked for you. I need you to at least give him an hour." Joe notifies, running his hand over his face as if he's stressed about something,

"You want me to give a lap dance to your co-worker?" She raises her eyebrow, not believing what he just asked her

Joe sighs angrily, "it's technically not--Y/N... please. No more questions, just go over there."

"Who's the guy?" she ignores his orders as she stands, crossing her arms across her chest. "Jesus, fuck. I really need my hair to breath" she mutters, brushing down her long dark brown hair,

"Harry Styles."

Y/N freezes in an instant. Looking up to stare at Joe in the eye to see if he's joking, he can only nod his head to confirm her questioning look. " you're shitting me."

"I'm not," Joe replies, walking over to her, not wanting the other girls to hear. "Y/N, I owe him money. I haven't got them yet and--"

She scoffs, rolling her eyes and continue messing with her hair a bit more. "Not my problem."

He reaches out to grab her elbow, pulling her harshly causing her to stumble a bit. "Y/N, please... He wanted to kill me out there earlier. The guy brought a gun for God's sake. He gave me a month but until then... he wants you."

"You know i'm not a hooker" Y/N defeatedly sighs. She wants to help him, she does but it sounds like he's selling her off for a month to this notorious and dangerous guy who is named to be the deadliest man alive by the people of New York.

She loves money but no fucking way she's willing to die for it.

"I didn't say you were" He roughly says, hand gripping tightly on her arm. "Just... do it" He let her go, tired of the waiting because he doesn't want to make Harry pissed off now,

The girl sighs angrily, squeezing her eyes shut as she hesitates for a while. What the fuck did she get herself into?

"Fine. just give me a moment."

Giving her a smile, Joe thanks her by giving her a kiss on the cheek, telling her the door number Harry is in before walking out of the room. Soon after he walks out, she feels sick in her stomach. How could she ever go face to face with a man with blood in his hands? She's about to give this man a lap dance. Who knew he might've ask for more?

So now, as she finishes re-applying a layer of red lipstick, she heads out. Walking to the back of the room in a slow pace. Heart beating loud and fast as she's about to come face to face with this man. Still, she needs to play it cool. God really fucking hates her,

If he really does exists.

She takes a deep breath before opening the brown door carefully, pushing it open. Her knees almost buckle at the sight of Harry Styles, lounging on the leather couch. A cigarette squeeze between his fingers. legs spread open as if it's an invitation already made for her. His head turns towards the door, a smirk graces upon his face.

She's not going to lie. He is indeed dashingly handsome. With his arms resting on the back of the couch making his biceps look a bit bigger. He's got killer looks too. she studies. Sexy smile, and stubble which creates a sexier look on his face. She catches a glimpse of a silver cross necklace resting against his broad chest. His eyes are sharp. Looking at her up and down with his bottom lip bitten between his teeth.

"My, my" he lowly whistles, watching her every move as she enters the room. Locking the door behind her. "I wasn't wrong. You are a fucking dime."

Y/N giggles-- though feeling scared shitless-- and run her hands over her hair as she struts her way towards his figure. Purposely swaying her ass side to side a bit to tease him. "Mr.Harry Styles. . . I heard a lot about you. Word on the street is that you're a man that likes to carry a danger" she smirks seductively as she stands in between his open legs, dragging her finger slowly down her chest.

Her angelic voice is like music to his ears,

"Yeah?" he smirks, eyes falling to the curve of her breasts. "Hope that doesn't scare you, doll. All i want is a dance from you, that's all. I also heard that you are their favourite girl. After seeing you danced on that stage, I now know why."

Again, she giggles. A small blush creeping on her cheeks, hopefully he doesn't see it. "You're a flirt aren't you, Harry? You do this to every girl?"

He places his hands slowly on her plump ass, he doesn't know if he's allowed to touch but he doesn't give a shit. She seems isn't bothered by it. He wants this girl and he wants her now.

"Only to those who i find interesting, baby. Now, are you going to show me what you got?" He asks, looking up to meet her brown eyes as he squeezes her flesh.

With a devilish smirk, she slowly sets herself down on his lap which causes him to let out a soft groan. She runs her hands down to his tattooed chest and toys with his cross necklace for a bit before whispering in his ear, "sit tight and relax, Mr. Styles. I'll be your good girl for tonight"

next chapter

i really don’t want to write a super long chapter, because i’m afraid it’ll bore you guys so maybe--i hope-- this is enough. anyway, i hope you guys enjoy this first chapter, let me know if you guys hate it or love it! I’ll appreciate it. love you guys!

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morizoras-cave · 5 years ago

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Pick Me Up (Request)

Tom Holland x gn!teen!co-star!reader, Jake Gyllenhaal x gn!teen!co-star!reader

Genre: angst, fluff

Request Description: tom holland! x teen!costar!reader and jake gyllenhaal x teen!costar!reader where the reader occasionally attends school irl. one day after school, the reader doesn't show up on set and everyone starts worrying. tom and jake try to call her and when she finally answers, she's crying and asking them to pick her up. they meet her and find out that she's been attacked by hater/bullies and they both get super mad and protective. thank you!

Warnings: bullying, insecurity, depression, violence, physical assault, language

(A/N): there will be an a/n tomorrow. i will probably be taking a break from writing for a little bit (like a week or two i estimate). im starting at a boarding school, and i really want to adjust and not force myself to write right at the start. anyway more details will be released tomorrow

You were always picked on. Ever since you were very small, kids had always loved pushing you around and teasing you. Nothing changed as you got older. You’d think that perhaps being casted in a movie would change something. It just didn’t.

It wasn’t a great feeling, that you were destined to be a loser. It just seemed that no one liked you. Or at least no one liked you enough to stand up to your bullies.

When you were cast in a Marvel movie, you thought that you would get a vacation from that endless tormenting. Of course, you knew you’d be doing homework and assignments a your hotel still, but not physically being there was the dream for you.

Even that didn’t pan out. Your school was strict. Thankfully, the personnel at Marvel negotiated with them, and a schedule was made. You had three real-life school days each month. It was better but your bullies still seemed determined to stay on your mind.

They never lay a finger on you. Nothing beyond pushing and tripping ever happened. That’s why it was so shocking, when one day in the break, someone slapped you right across the face.

Then you felt a push, a kick, and a punch, and after that it all muddled into a painful rain of blows to your body. You were crouched in the grass behind the school, and seven kids were kicking and hitting you, some of them spitting on you.

“You little bitch!”

“Do you think just ‘cause you’re in a movie, you’re suddenly worth something?”

“This bitch thinks they’re better than us now.”

“Let’s show them how fucking pathetic they really are!”

You didn’t know when you started crying. Probably immediately. It was hard to keep track of yourself and everyone around you, when you were so overwhelmed. It was hard to process the situation, so you rather just tried to live through it. At some point they left, and you didn’t. You kept lying there, sobbing, clutching your stomach and aching body. It felt like you were on fire.

Meanwhile, that particular day you actually had to come to set and film after school, something that thankfully didn’t happen often (as it was kind of stressful to do both in one day). You were running late.

“Is Y/n here yet?” someone yelled throughout the set. The director was sitting in his chair, rubbing his head and tapping his foot impatiently. “No!” it came from the other side of set.

While most of the set workers were pretty pissed that you weren’t there, your costars, the people who’d gotten to know you the best, were worried. You were punctual. One time, when you lost track of time doing homework, you ran to set, to get there on time. In other words, something was definitely wrong.

“I’ve sent them, like, 70 messages,” Tom mumbled, scrolling through your conversation on messenger. Your costars were gathered together on set, sitting or standing in a circle and waiting.

“This isn’t like them,” Zendaya shook her head worryingly. The other people in the circle mumbled in agreement. The set was unorganized, chaotic, people were dashing back and forth everywhere. Things could not go forward without you present.

“I’m gonna call them,” Jake said finally, convinced after watching a set worker look at a clipboard, widen their eyes, and then massage their temples cartoonishly.

He whipped out his phone and clicked on your number. Ringing ensued. The others actors watched him, aching to know what was wrong.

“Hello?”

Jake knew immediately that something was very wrong. His mind was already racing, wondering what could’ve gotten you so upset. Your voice was snotty and shaking. You sounded like you’d been crying.

“Hi, N/n. How are you doing? You okay?” Jake’s voice was gentle, but he couldn’t stop the overflow of questions coming form his mouth. His chest rumbled with worry.

“I’m- I- I’m not alright. Can you.. Can you pick me up?” your voice, thought gravelly and low, was somehow still the softest thing he’d ever heard. You sounded so vulnerable.

“Of course. Of course I’ll come. Where are you?” Jake made eye contact with a couple of the actors, whose faces were now twisted into concerned frowns and furrowed brows.

“At school.”

“Alright, I’ll come get you now, can you wait outside?”

Jake ran to his car, Tom trailing right behind him.

“What happened to her? Jake, wait up!”

When they got to you, you looked so small, crying and shaking on the sidewalk. Your arms and legs and your face were red.

“What happened to you?” Jake exclaimed, practically jumping out of the car, and crouching down beside you. You looked up at him, clenching your jaw. Your eyelashes were dripping.

“These kids.. They.. They beat me up,” you sobbed, hiding your face in your arms again. Jake frowned, heart clenching. He gently placed a hand on your back, and then pulled you into a careful hug.

Tom was shaking, watching you. His heart physically hurt seeing you like that, but mostly he just wanted to beat up those kids. He wanted to make them pay.

“Tom, calm down,” Jake whispered to him, gesturing to you in his arms. Tom softened. He knew that beating them up would do nothing. They had to focus on you. For now.

Tom crouched down as well, so they were both hugging you and rubbing your back. You, aching and feeling worthless, unable to handle it by yourself, felt yourself eased at their presence. It felt almost like everything would be fixed with them there.

You pulled away, no longer crying. Now everything just hurt.

“What are the names of the kids?” Tom’s voice was gravelly, as soon as you pulled back. It seemed like he had maintained some of the initial anger.

“Tom, I-”

“I don’t want to fight about this, Y/n. Give me their names. I’m fucking serious,” Tom, although angry, was still holding onto your hand for dear life. His thumb brushed over the back of your hand invitingly. You looked to Jake, but he wasn’t going to help you protect those kids.

You told them their names. At least the ones who usually bullied you and the ones whose voices you recognized. You could tell that ‘usually bullied’ angered Tom and Jake.

“How long has this been going on?” Jake asked and his voice was much softer than Tom. You scoffed.

“Way longer than I’ve known you guys!” you were actually getting annoyed at this point. What did they think you were going to beg them for help, so they could magically fix your life?

“Why didn’t you tell us?” Tom blurted out. His feelings were stronger than his head. He clenched your hand.

“I didn’t want to be unprofessional! I didn’t- I didn’t want to be a bother!”

“Well, I think the friendship we all share is more than professional. We’re friends, Y/n. You should tell friends when you’re bothered by something! Because look at you now-” his voice broke. Tom choked up, eyes red as a single tear slid down his face. He wiped it away. Guilt coated your insides, bile rising in your throat.

Every inch they could see was bruised. Your eyes were puffy, and you were sitting on the sidewalk helplessly. You were beaten down. No one wants to see their friend like that.

“Alright,” Jake cleared his throat, “how about we go back to the hotel now? I’ll make a few calls with the set and your parents, and we’ll make sure those kids aren’t there the next time you go to school. And we’ll get some ice for those bruises.”

You didn’t answer for a moment. Then you nodded.

Jake did exactly that, whilst you lay on your bed, holding ice to your arms, and wrapped in your duvet. Tom hugged you there silently, Jake talking in the other room.

“Don’t hide that stuff,” Tom mumbled tiredly. You nodded, “Let’s go to sleep.”

“I agree,” and then you both fell asleep like it was nothing. When Jake had finished the dozens of phone calls, he came back into your room, only to see you and Tom asleep in an adorable hug. He smiled, because despite your awful experience that day, you looked so happy with your friend. Jake knew you would be okay before you even knew it yourself, but he was right. You would be okay. :)

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daddyjackfrost · 4 years ago

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List the Olympians (+Hades and Hestia) in order form favorite to least favorite, and why <33

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okay! this actually took a little time cuz i had to really think it over. fair warning, the percy jackson fan in me is highly biased.

favourite to least favourite;

- Hades (is this obvious? yes. okay, beside being like chill and a loyal husband, he is SO cool. his power increases day by day! the increasing number of dead really does nourish his power. AND! his punishments? *solve this is puzzle* what a guy.)

- Apollo (he’s cool. LOL no okay, i know most of the myths about Apollo and yk he ain’t really a good guy, tho none of them are. everything he is the god of, are things i love and enjoy, plus he’s bi! so, respect 😌)

- Artemis (my QUEEN. she’s sexy what can i say. and i’m pretty sure she’s like the biggest lesbian every which i have to respect. i could be wrong don’t come at me she’s also this feminist icon and i love how she kinda did her own thing? and killed the men who tried to dishonour her.)

- Hestia (my soft queen. i really think that she’s just this kind goddess and from what i know, i love her. i love that her priorities were family and community and that everyone seemed to have kinda worshipped her. plus! i have this wicked idea in my head that even though she was kind, she would be the ultimate downfall of her siblings. *wink wink*)

- Dionysus (i love him. tbh, he and apollo could be tied, but i only recently started reading more about him. i have a lot to say about this guy, mainly because he was SO complex. Dionysus teaches us to become more than what we ordinarily are. He represents pure freedom, emotion, pleasures, nonconformity, and chaos. he’s also so chill?? like yeah he’s done some bad things (i found 3 major things) but he’s better than Zeus and therefor i love him)

- Hephaestus (he’s really powerful. that’s all i gotta say. he literally trapped Hera and literally blackmailed GODS. he’s an icon r u kididng me. also! tho he’s strong, he keeps a pretty low profile and apparently he’s nice and has a heart of a child. wait he also tried to rape athena— i take it back. he’s not an icon. idk man. i think he’s pretty skilled and i would love to watch him work.)

- Hermes (i would rob a bank with him, no cap. apparently he was a hoe tho. i feel like hades liked him. i like him mainly because he’s a sneaky piece of shit, and he’s considered the protector of human heralds so imma assume he’s nice. i don’t know if hermes has done anything like SUPER seriously bad, but i think he’s cool)

- Aphrodite (okay, i don’t hate aphrodite! i actually love her and her whole aura. i honestly think she needs to get over herself tho. a war? over an apple? ma’am pls. tbh, i think the goddess was bad tempered and quick to jealousy but she did protect those who worshiped her to some extent so, respect i guess. i think she could’ve kept it in her pants tho)

- Athena (NO I LOVE HER SHE SHOULD BE AT THE TOP BUT recent discoveries has bumped her down a bit. during my pjo phase, i wanted to be a daughter of athena SO bad. there can be many things said about athena, but she isn’t the goddess i thought she was. yeah, she’s super cool, and she’s good at war and giving dumb heroes courage, but eh. i think she’s hot. i just think she had a dark side and so here she is)

- Demeter (tbh i forgot her😀 so. i think she should just lay off hades and persephone. such a hover mother🙄 i think she’s pretty cool tho. very reliable and besides famine and extreme drama, i don’t think she’s ever done anything really bad? OH OH SHES A BAD BITCH THO. she’s also a pretty good mother. she loved persephone and u can see that with the way she defies zeus. zeus is a bitch for raping demeter)

-Ares (i almost forgot him omg. i think ares is under appreciated. he’s kinda only associated with war? and there aren’t many myths about him. i think he’s portrayed pretty negatively tho he did do some negative things. ares was kinda an assholw ngl. not like, SUPER bad, but i think he had daddy issues. oh oh!! i think i read somewhere that he never raped anyone and never considered women inferior to him, so, respect. i like him. i think we could be friends.)

[okay i’m ngl, these three are my least favourite. i literally like everybody above this]

- Poseidon (sigh. he’s a bitch. he’s moody and bad-tempered and so greedy. i think his powers are SO COOL THO. literally i also wanted to be a daughter of poseidon because r u dumb??? oh he’s such a misogynist tho. and a serial rapist?? keep it in your pants?? i don’t necessarily think he’s evil, mainly because our concept of good and evil don’t apply to myths and gods so. i just think poseidon is petty and i would like to give him a wedgie.)

- Hera ( a BITCH. sorry, that’s my pjo self talking. she’s so jealous and vengeful?? like sorry miss girl, ur pus*y just aint it. that’s ur fault. i really think hera and zeus should have gone to couples therapy. i think hera is petty but also rightfully so— her husband SUCKS. she killed dionysus’s while family tho😐 and did a whole shit ton of rude and bad things. i think hera should have killed zeus and retired and then lived among humans and found a nice human man who wouldn’t cheat. idk man. i’m always so conflicted with hera. do i like her? no. but do i feel bad? yeah.)

- Zeus (🙄 enough said. i don’t like zeus. at all. fuck zeus WAIT DO NOT that’s all. i think he’s a bitch and kronos should’ve just sat on him or something.)

WELL. that was... yeah. that was a mess. thank you for asking this tho! i had so much fun.

#greek #greek gods #greek mythology #olympian gods #zeus #posidon #hades #hermes #hephaestus #hestia #athena #apollo #artemis #hera #demeter #ares #asks #dark academia

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anothermcytblog · 4 years ago

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Of Theseus, Of Echo || Tommy and Tubbo Interlude

Style: One Shot Word Count: 1669 CW: None that I can think of!

Summary: The story of Theseus popular on this server, and Tommy wonders which Theseus people think of. // As he walks into New L'manberg, Tubbo wonders if Echo would have exiled her best friend. // "Besides, who wants to admit they didn't notice gods among men?"

Contrary to popular belief, Tommy was not an idiot. Impulsive, reckless, loud, childish, possessive- All true, but he isn't an idiot. He knew that perhaps his choices weren't the best- but come on! Exile seemed a bit extreme. He deliberately told Tubbo he didn't want to be vice president yet- not while Dream still had his discs- but did anyone listen? Nooo, they just continued to act like he was still vice president! And he wasn't just going to repeat himself, it would make him seem like a coward! And Tommy Watson-Innit was no coward!

Still, as he sits on the shore of the beach with a fishing rod in hand, he can't help but wonder if perhaps he really was an idiot. Why did he stick up for Ranboo? A guy he barely knew. Sure he was Nikis' old friend (Younger brother? Tommy really didn't know. Gentlemens' rule of the SMP, you don't ask about someone's past) but he didn't need to lie for him and take the sole blame. Ranboo may have stuck up for him but was it really worth it? ("Of course it was," a Wilbur- Not Ghostbur- sounding voice told him, "That's how I raised you. Always be kind unless given a reason not to be. You're not a bad person Tommy, you're just a child.")

Dream appears beside him and Tommy half wants to snarkily ask him if Dream wants to blow up his fishing rod but he holds his tongue. No use arguing with Dream now, not when Dream is his only real person to talk to outside of unreliable messages with Ranboo and an amnesiac ghost who's just a shadow of his older brother. "I wouldn't take you as a fisher," Dream says after a moment. It's hard to tell but Tommy thinks Dream is looking at him from the corner of his eyes, but it's almost impossible to know with his dumb fucking mask.

"There's a lot you don't know about me bitch," He responds, reeling in the rod and grabbing the fish, tossing it back into the ocean as he waits for another bite.

"Really?" Dream asks and Tommy knows Dream is baiting him to reveal some grand secret, a chance to 'one-up him' in something big, "Like what?"

"My real name is actually Theseus," He says, unable to hide the pleased look on his face when Dream physically turns to him in what Tommy assumes is surprise, "Techno named me and Phil just agreed to it to make him happy. Wil-" His name gets caught in his throat and he knows that Dream heard it, "He gave me the nickname Tommy and I much prefer it. Though, I can't help but wonder," Tommy says, laughing so Dream can't hear the way his voice wavers as he tries to hold off of mourning whatever he had left to feel about Techno, "Do you think he knew? That I'd grow up to my namesake? Once a hero, now exiled. All that's left is dying in disgrace."

Dream stays silent, and Tommy can't help the pride he feels to have caught Dream off guard. He half wonders what Dream is thinking right now, and he almost asks before Ghostbur interrupts and asks Tommy if he'd like some blue.

The story of Theseus popular on this server, and Tommy wonders which Theseus people think of.

New L'manberg is pretty at night, Tubbo has to admit. The lanterns Ghostbur made light up the sky and the paths between areas, giving Tubbo the warmth he's been slowly losing. In the back of his mind, he wonders if this is what Wilbur meant when he said he was always cold. Walking along the path, Tubbo makes his way to L'mantree and sits outside of the obsidian encasing the tree. "Ah, Mr. President!" Someone calls for him, and for a moment Tubbo believes it to be Ranboo but a flash of green next to him tells him it isn't.

"Dream!" Tubbo greets, giving the masked man a smile, "You're out late, are you on a walk?" ("He's using you kid," Schlatt whispers in his ear, voice soft in a way it hadn't for a while, "You need to open your eyes. Dream has never been on your side. He made you exile your best friend, remember? Dream isn't your friend here, just like I wasn't your friend.")

"I could say the same to you!" Dream laughs, light hearted and friendly, "Just like you said, I'm taking a walk. How about you?"

"Just thinkin'" He shrugs- because it's true! Technically, at least. The entire reason he went on a walk was to clear his head, the upcoming Green Festival weighing heavy on his mind. When Dream tilts his head, Tubbo realizes he needs to come up with something- what did Schlatt tell him? The best lies were based on truth? "About Techno," He tells Dream, turning to face him, "He used to tell me this story- an Old Myth- whenever he and Phil would come home from adventuring. I... I miss hearing about it, Wilbur did his best to tell them but he was more of a Modern Myth slash Sky God story kind of guy. He spoke so much about then you think the Sky Gods actually told them the stories themselves!" He laughs a bit, "Do you know the story he'd tell me?"

"Theseus?" Dream asks, making a confused noise when Tubbo shakes his head.

"Echo," Tubbo says, smiling a bit, "He wanted to name me Echo actually, though Wilbur put a stop to it and since Techno named Tommy, Phil let Wilbur name me. Have you heard the story of Echo?" He asks, almost perking up when Dream shakes his head no, "Right- Okay, it's been a while since I've heard it so I might get a couple things wrong but! Echo was a mountain nymph and Zeus was just in love having sex with nymphs and would visit the overworld a lot because of it! Hera naturally became suspicious and tried to catch Zeus in the act with a Nymph but Echo, under Zeus order, kept distracting Hera. Eventually, Hera found this out and took her wrath out on Echo and cursed Echo so she could only repeat the last thing she heard! Echos' misery doesn't end here though, because she fell in love with the handsome Narcissus! However, she was never able to tell Narcissus how she felt- not like Narcissus liked her anyways- and eventually Narcissus was cursed to fall in love with his own reflection and Echo was forced to watch Narcissus perish due to his own vanity! No one really knows what happened to Echo after that though, I feel bad for her. She was pretty much forced to become everyones yes man after she was punished because Zeus told her to protect him from his wife even though Zeus was in the wrong. I think Techno was trying to warn me."

"Warn you?" Dream echos back, a curious tone in his voice.

"Yeah!" Tubbo nods, "I mean..." He trails off for a moment, suddenly remembering who he is talking to and how he needs to be careful, "Like, I've always been Tommys yes man you know? I go along with what he says and does what he asks- sort of like how Echo, well, echos back whatever people say! Then with Schlatt I did everything he asked of me, even when it led to my own exe... execution- Like Echo did what Zeus said even though it got her cursed! Ooo do you think Techno can see the future?"

"Maybe," Dream says, content for now, "You should head on back though, mobs are beginning to spawn and you're not very armed. Maybe you can tell me more Old Myths later."

Tubbo nods, giving Dream a wave goodbye. As he walks into New L'manberg, Tubbo wonders if Echo would have exiled her best friend. He shakes his head, picking up his pace as he hears a Zombie groan- Of course Echo would have, only if Zeus asked her though... If Tubbo is Echo, would that make Quackity his Zeus?

Sitting on top of a grand tree, Wilbur looks over at his dead ram friend, the pool of water around them shimmering as the image of Tuboo walking into New L'manberg fades, "Think they'll be okay?" He asks, although he already knew the answer to that.

"Ehhhh..." Schlatt replies, "Depends on if they listen to us or not. Though, we haven't done this in a while so who knows how effective it'll be."

WIlbur snorts, as Schlatt waves his hand over the water, switching it to a sleeping Ranboo, "You think Connor would be able to sense us, or at least you."

Schlatt shrugs, laying on his back as he looks at the sky, "He was never the most magically adapt, he was better at the human shit. Besides, Mr. Sky God, it isn't like he knows what Dreams aura is. The tricky bastard likes keeping his secrets."

"Well, Mr. Sky Champion," Wilbur responds, the familiar cocky grin on his face as he looks up from the water, "It seems like the narrative is going to get a lot more interesting from here on out. Dream seems to be preparing for something. I always have been a fan of history rhyming and the God of the End has always been a word smith."

"Gods of old I forgot how much you talk," Schlatt groans, "I forgot how fucking cryptid and nonsensical you are as well."

Wilbur cackles, "Well, you have an eternity to remember at least. They won't figure us out for a while at least, I have zero faith in them. Besides, who wants to admit they didn't notice gods among men?"

Rain falls somewhere in the distance as TNT explodes, a pool of lava bubbling somewhere below though the god and half-god don't pay much attention to it. They've already dealt with the rhythm of betrayal from them.

#dreamblr #Dream SMP #tommyinnit #tubbo #wilbur soot #jschlatt #Cassandraboo #its been a moment since ive updated this huh!#i got distracted with my Three Realms AU i wont lie #but! i am still very much into this au #so i hope you like the ideas i have for it (:

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couldnt-think-of-a-funny-name · 6 years ago

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Any thoughts on Annabeth and Percy as parents? Poseidon just changing his cap from Neptune's lucky cap to world's saltiest grandpa sjsjsns

World’s Saltiest Grandpa is the FUNNIEST fucking thing I’ve ever heard in my life and it’s definitely happening jskddlsjfdkls

anyway I feel like the first one would definitely be a. uh. happy surprise™

like, they haven’t been married for a full year and are still settling into their new lives and one day Grover comes over to hang with Annabeth and he senses™ something and is like ‘hey….sweetie….why don’t we go to the drugstore’ and she starts flipping out lmao

anyway once she gets 3 positive tests she starts going into Planning mode, she’s got Grover there and she’s acting all rational and she’s talking about it to Piper and Hazel in their gc and she seems very calm and happy, and they’re coming up with cute ways to tell Percy right

like they started planning out a whole sweet little reveal thing

but then Percy gets home from work and this poor fucker isn’t even all the way in the door when she just screeches from across the room “I’M PREGNANT” and he’s like “W H A T”

so they’re screaming in excitement for most of the night after that lmao

if you think this isn’ t the biggest fucking gossip on Olympus then you’ve got another thing coming

Aphrodite has swooned 12 different times since the news drooped. Hera is screaming. Hestia is about to fucking set up camp in the Jackson’s backyard. Poseidon won’t shut the fuck up about how excited he is. Zeus is quaking. Apollo is weeping and has written multiple dramatic poems about this event. Athena is torn between fuming and excitement. Artemis has shown up to every single fucking doctor’s appointment disguised as a nurse. We’re talking 24/7 coverage on Hephaestus TV, baby

Annabeth is one of those bitches that lowkey thrives being pregnant. constantly glowing. everyone in her birthing classes hates her lmao

Percy 100% gets sympathy cravings and you KNOW it

Sally broke the world record for ‘worlds longest scream’ when she found out she’s SO excited

Piper literally will not stop buying baby stuff like every single week they get more packages of toys and clothes from her

Meanwhile Hazel and Frank won’t stop knitting baby blankets and hats and Leo built a fucking magical crib that would turn into a fucking indestructible barrier if a monster ever attacked AND includes a built in holographic light that will make the room look like it’s underwater

Percy and Annabeth are constantly just talking to the bump and not even in the cutesy way like she’ll fucking be at work and be giving out instructions and then go ‘that sounds good, doesn’t it _(baby name)_?’ or ‘Linda, ____ thinks that’s a terrible idea’ while looking down at her stomach and her coworkers think it’s hilarious

or they’ll be arguing about something and Percy’ll be like ‘Yeah, well, at least ____ agrees with me!’ lmao

She wakes up one day to find Percy put headphones on her stomach and is blasting Adele on them and she’s like ‘it’s classical music to make them smarter, Percy’ and he’s like ‘yeah but SOMEONE in this house needs to not be emotionally stunted so I’m giving them a chance’ jfsksdf

100% Nico has received a desperate phone call in the middle of the night because Annabeth’s craving shit that they can’t get anywhere near them at 3 am so he had to go on a shadow travel run to get it for her lmao

Her mood swings get so insane but like remember on Parks and Rec when Ann was pissed at Chris for just being. TOO supportive? 100% percabeth antics

Annabeth is So Determined to work through her pregnancy and not go on leave and it’s driving Percy absolutely insane

Every single morning he’s just like babe please….be a sane human… lmao

when she went into labor it was. hectic

they had been trying to plan a trip to either CHB or CJ so she could deliver with like Actual Healers who won’t get freaked out if people zapped into the room and also they’d be near family right

and then the kid was like what if,,,,,,,,I came more than a month early. wouldn’t that be fun

lmao so cut to a scene of Percy speeding down the streets of their little town, both of them screaming their heads of, a fucking flock of owls tailing after their car,

there’s a heavy thunderstorm happening and Percy’s screaming ‘hey ZEUS! NOT THE FUCKING TIME ASSHOLE!!!!’ lmao

so they get to the hospital right. Poseidon and Athena beat them there and brought their mortal families with them lmao

Everyone’s a mess. Fredrick is about to faint and Helen and Paul are trying to get him to pull it together. Estelle is terrorizing Bobby and Matthew so those three are barely paying attention to the baby situation. Sally and Athena have already threatened five different medical professionals to get Annabeth some drugs. Poseidon is practically fucking vibrating

While Annabeth is getting all settled in Percy starts calling all their friends to tell them and they are SO OFFENDED that they DARE to be in another state whilst Annabeth is delivering so everyone starts fucking scrambling to get there

Nico and Hazel shadow travel themselves, Frank, Reyna and Piper over. Leo, Calypso, Grover, Chiron, Rachel and Thalia physically wrangle Apollo into driving them there in his chariot. Magnus and Alex had to blackmail Sam to fucking fly them there. everyone else had to fend for themselves. everyone is screaming

just….imagine that fucking waiting room

Artemis did in fact disguise her way onto the delivery team and Percy’s just like….please don’t shoot my wife with an arrow. it’d be awesome if you refrained from doing that,

a nurse tried to tell Thalia that the delivery room was family only and she screamed and knocked her out before running into the room lmao

Grover’s hyperventilating practically the entire time and because of the empathy link Percy’s like dude YOU are freaking ME out so that’s a whole situation

between all the chaos in the waiting room and all the yelling in the delivery room this maternity wing has literally never been so stressed out before lmao

Annabeth looses all concept of cool and is yelling at the doctor even as she’s pushing

Percy’s hand ends up fractured

Fredrick is streaming all this on his facebook live and Annabeth is cursing him out whenever the contractions pass

but overall it was a good, safe delivery! no arrows through the chest!

Poseidon, storming into the waiting room, screaming at the top of his godly lungs: IT’S A BOY

everyone in the waiting room:

I don’t feel like coming up with names right now but the middle name IS Charles and NO I am not accepting any dissenting opinions on that

everyone’s crying while they rotate in and out to see them lol

Apollo’s trying to prophecy about how Amazing the kid will be and Percy’s got riptide out and is like ‘he is LITERALLY 3 hours old’

Pry This Baby Out Of Sally Jackson’s Arms, I Dare You

after a while the people that had to get there themselves start appearing and making even more of a scene. Like Clarrise just bursts through the doors holding the biggest teddy bear she could find and says absolutely nothing but scowls at everyone who looks at her while she’s holding the baby. the Stolls are fucking climbing in through the window holding a bunch of a balloons. Hedge is making mildly obnoxious jokes. all that

but anyway once they get settled back home and everything. they are the MOST paranoid first time parents lmao

every single little noise this child makes has them on edge. they tiptoe constantly. whom needs sleep

baby doctor on speed dial. “why’d he stop eating???!!?” “…maybe he’s…full?” “…oh.”

but when they’re not busying worrying they have the Cutest Fucking Baby In The World, good for them

Annabeth suddenly realizes taking leave makes sense. her and Percy are like glued to this kid. so many pictures. so many videos.

once he gets a little older and they have to, like, have Lives again, Percy constantly brings him to the aquarium with him and it’s. CUTE.

the baby LOVES looking at all the fish and petting dolphins omg

okay I’m tired so this is getting away from me but overall I’d see them having like maybe 3 or 4 kids.

all super cute. all smart. all get up to whacky antics.

add onto this if anyone wants to lol but….iconicly cute parents percy and annabeth thank you goodnight

#percabeth #percy jackson #Annabeth chase #pjo #hoo #asks #molly mumbles

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soccialcreature · 4 years ago

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rebels s4 first-time watch liveblogging! (just jedi knight on bcuz i only wanna watch the good eps of this show)

sorry. the hair is bad. maybe dont let a blind man give himself a haircut

kanan and hera r the only too bitches i care about in this house

theyre soooo cuuuute ugh

y go to the fuel depot tho that seems like a recipe for disaster

kanan didnt have to b dramatic about it i think they all cudve gotten away if he had just got in the ship. theyve been in tighter situations before

can kanan b a force ghost tho? just to talk to hera. idc about the others. hera seems rly broken up about this

hera: *crying*. chopper: bur bur. bur bur bur bur bur. hera: *sniffles* youre right

ezra and hera reminiscing about kanan is actually really good and really hits :(

the side plot is stupid. y not just use a bomb-bomb and kill that little grey bitch. a fuckin paint bomb? r u serious?let zeb kill him bitch goddamnit zeb deserves a little murder. as a treat

what the fuck is happening

god fucking damnit dave u fucking furry ive had enough of these fucking wolves

i hate how they talk

EZRA SAID “AHSOKA” <33333

leave hera alone she needs like 5 fucking minutes to grieve her baby-daddie’s death goddamn

FUCK YEAHHHHH WE R GOING BACK TO THE JEDI TEMPLE i love the jedi i miss the clone wars :(

im gonna say it. the loth-cats cudve been cuter

ohmygod dave finally made his dream come true of having his characters ride wolves (bcuz he said he wanted ahsoka to ride a wolf at some point. but these guys riding wolves r fine too i guess. ahsoka makes anything cooler tho... jus sayin)

AHSOKA

this is some force-power-bullshit that i can GET BEHIND. TELEPORTING WOLVES HELL YEAH

WHY CUDNT THEY JUST FUCKING KEEP THE STORMTROOPER OUTFITS THAT THEY STOLE THE FIRST TIME WHY. DO THEY HAVE TO DO THIS SAME BULLSHIT EVERY. GODDAMN. EPISODE

they literally have no asses

who the fuck is this crusty bitch

COURUSCANT lets go there. i miss the clone wars :(

wait wheres rex. is he safe? is he alright?

y does sabine have to b here

good job ezra u got it. u cracked the code. ahsoka is the daughter <3

sorry nothing was happening so i blanked out for a bit but now we are in the world between worlds AND I AM HEARING THE VOICES OF ALL OF MY FRIENDS GOD I LOVE U GUYS OBI WAN AHSOKA ANAKIN I LOVE YALL

this scene is very cool tho

ugh stop can i skip the sabine scenes? i wanna hang out w ezra in the world between worlds

AHSOKA AHSOKA AHSOKA AHSOKA AHSOKA AHSOKA AHSOKA

SO FUCKING COOOOOOOL

she shud do the thing again where she falls onto her back and kicks the enemy away i think thatd b rly fun

hellooooo hottie

ahsoka <3

does she know shes the baddest bitch in the galaxy? i feel like she doesnt know. i feel like sabine thinks SHES the baddest bitch in the galaxy but rly its ahsoka

is it like ahsokas job is to dramatically go “anakin...”

when did she name the fucking bird

ok god complex ezra

ahsokas been through so much shit in her lifetime. she can literally understand any trauma just name it

cud we not have done one more take to have my guy palps say ahsokas name correctly? i mean its not a huge deal but like. was he payed by the second???

“i will. i promise” ahsoka ur so fucking cute

whered it go

how can the entire temple just skrrt away

REX

KALLUS

AHHH MY FRIENDS

WOLFFE AND GREGGOR

HONDO

okay what the fuck is happening y did everyone just show up

ahsoka said “ima take a nap hmu after the finale”

i hate this fuckin grey dude

hondo ily

sorry i stopped paying attention but wolffe just had a line so im back now

OHMYGOSH

BOYFRIENDS

KALLUZEB IN THE SAME FRAME OHMYGOODNESS

oh my fuck this next episode is HOW MANY MINUTES LONG?????

hera in this ep b like ‘am i gregnant?’

kallus ur the coolest bitch in this whole show (minus ahsoka)

go hera <3

yo what the fuck

this episode is 47 goddamn minutes so that we have time for this pig catapulting bullshit?

the whole second half of this show is just the writers making excuses to have thrawn do absolutely nothing while still pretending like he’s a threat

why r there 2 separate animal dues ex machinas in this finale?

yoooo ezra i actually rly like u bro :(((

hey where the fuck is darth vade y did he just dip out of the show. i feel like he cud help the empire out in this situation

very weird that thrawn supports sabines patreon or whatever the fuck

heyyyy palpatine what the fuck

they were rly broken up about kanans death for like. an episode. but theyre chill now theyre over it

y is palpatine into ezra?

can kallus and zeb smooch? just once? please? wud that b so hard?

how is this pig not dead

oh lmao he is dead hahahahahahah

im still confused about how greggor didnt die in clone wars. i thought he died? was i tripping?

palpatine is trying so hard not to saw “dewit” right now

what does destroying the temple accomplish?

HOW R THEY STORMTROOPERS MISSING THESE SHOTS WHAT THE FUCK HE IS A STATIC TARGET

oh so NOW ull kill the little grey bitch

GOD FUCK THE PIG IS ALIVE????? ARGH U AINT CUTE BITCH. JUST DIE

y cant he get out of there tho

bro a bitch is crying

yooo

theyre dating

hera’s makeup

the way i broke down when i saw ahsoka

tears

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shadowsong26fic · 5 years ago

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hey so who wants to Suffer With Me?

So, the prompt game I played last night that resulted in this ficlet...

We kept going for a while. And I got two more characters to...well, again, one has to kill the other.

Only this time, the two characters I got were A Lot Meaner.

(Because I got Kallus and Zeb).

Yeah.

So, the last one was a kind of meditative thing on murder vs. death in combat. This is...this is just Pain. Lots of Pain.

((But, hey, when I posted it in the chat I got threatened with Promethean violence for it so...I got something right???))

Anyway. Uh. Normally I wouldn’t write this (especially for these specific characters; I really like giving them their happy ending okay) but, again, challenge prompt and also if I had to picture it I’m gonna make everyone else in the chat suffer, too. Obviously, warnings for Major Character Death.

This is Long and Full of Pain, but I think it turned out pretty well for what it is. It also did take me longer than the ten minutes I was supposed to take, and I cleaned up a few things before crossposting it here, though it is still pretty rough. In the construction sense of the word as well as the...y’know...Pain.

Okay. Here we go.

He keeps going over it in his head, step by step by step; how they got here; what he could've done to change things.

"So, is it just me, or does this seem kinda familiar, babe?" Zeb asked, waggling his eyebrows and grinning.

Alex rolled his eyes, but he also smiled back. "Yes, dear," he said. "Warmer though, thank every known deity." He coughed.

"You all right?"

"Mm." He coughed again. "Whatever they used to mine here left a lot of dust behind."

Zeb ran a hand along the wall then held it up to inspect it; black dust swallowed the dim beam from Alex's flashlight. "Yeah." He sighed, and wiped the dust off on his pants. “Well, the exit ain’t gonna find itself.”

“No,” Alex agreed, sweeping his flashlight first one way, then the next. “Right or left?”

“Uh...that way.”

"Right it is."

He can still taste that black dust, coating the back of his mouth; but right now, right now he just wishes he were back down there, wishes they were back down there; if they'd just taken a different turn in the dark...

"Hey, I think I see light at the end of this tunnel," Zeb said.

They’d spent over a standard day wandering in the dark tunnels since they'd gotten trapped down here, cut off from their friends on the surface, and finally, finally they might have found a way out.

Alex nodded. "Yes, I see it," he said; took a step forward; stopped, holding out his hand to keep Zeb back.

"What is it?" he asked, pulling out his bo-rifle.

"Someone's out there," he said. "Look." He nodded at a thin rain of dust trickling down in the light ahead of them; shaken loose from above.

"Yeah," Zeb said. His ears twitched. "...I hear 'em now. Boots, not tanks. More than two, less than ten. We can take 'em."

"Probably," Alex agreed. "But we don't know who they are or what they want. We go in guns blazing, we may cause more problems than we solve."

"...yeah, point," he said. "So, what, we turn around?"

Alex made a face; coughed again, muffling it in his sleeve. "I'd rather not."

"I'm not sure I wanna risk making nice, either," Zeb said.

"This deep in enemy territory? Bad idea."

"Yeah. ...prisoner gambit?"

Alex sighed, pulled his backup pistol out of his right boot, and tossed it to Zeb. "Here. Less conspicuous."

"...yeah."

That, he thinks, is where they went wrong. Dust or no, thirst or no, exhaustion or no, they should've just...just turned around. Tried to find their way back to the first cave-in. At least...at least then...

It was something they'd done a hundred times before--either Alex playing the captured spy until they could trade the right codewords, or Zeb playing the captured brute until Alex could bluff or finesse their way past the problem.

The problem was, they'd guessed wrong about who was waiting for them.

It wasn't an Imperial patrol.

It wasn't even a group of Alliance regulars, who might've drawn on Alex at first but Zeb shouted louder than just about everyone and it would've straightened itself out before anyone got--before anyone got shot.

But they were Rebels, all right. Of a different kind.

Saw Gererra's cell was long gone, so much dust in the Jedha system, but there were others like it. Militant groups, who refused to work with the main body of the Rebellion.

Who were so focused on tearing down the Empire, they'd lost sight of what came next. Of surviving. Of building a new world from the ashes.

They sure as hell never took prisoners.

There was no way to bluff people like that.

And, because things weren't bad enough already, Zeb's guess had been off--there were a solid twenty of them; on the ground and in the trees.

The two of them were completely surrounded.

They still might have made it, he thinks. If the binders hadn't jammed, if Zeb had had a better weapon on him, if Alex hadn't lost his footing on the unstable ground...

Zeb tried to break the cuffs; but they held; Alex must have upgraded since their last mission; but he at least managed to wrangle the little backup pistol into his hand.

Alex fired two shots at the beings surrounding them; one shot hit its target; the other went wide as the ground cracked beneath him and then he was on his knees.

And a silent, scarred Quarren had a blaster pointed right at his head.

"No!"

Another few guns pointed right at Zeb's head then, and he thought fast.

Met Alex's eyes.

Alex nodded, once.

"...I wanna kill this kriffing Imp myself."

He took a step closer, then another. Had to be sure his aim was right. Had to make it look good, look real, without...

Shoot him in the stomach. It'll hurt like a bitch, but gut wounds take ages to actually kill someone. Buy us enough time to get out of this, call Hera...

Yeah. That'll work.

The pistol had a more sensitive trigger than he was used to--kriffing hell, babe, you gotta start telling me when you switch stuff out it could get us--

It went off a split second before Zeb was ready.

The bolt hit Alex in the chest, not the stomach.

It hit him in the chest.

The next few minutes are a blur, still; but it doesn't matter. That was the point where it couldn't change anymore.

Right?

When the dust settled, there were twenty dead guerillas around Zeb; and Alex still choking on the ground next to him.

"Sorry," he said. "Sorry, kriffing--okay. It's okay. You're gonna be okay, babe."

"It's...all right," Alex wheezed, fumbling for his hand. "I love you."

"Yeah, I know," Zeb said. "I love you, too, babe." He leaned forward and kissed him--forehead; didn't wanna steal away what little breath he had; he was already getting cold, kriff--

"Zeb..."

"One of these guys," he said, "has got to have a comm we can use. I'll call Hera for a pickup, she's probably--probably already out looking for us. You know?"

"Of course." Alex coughed again, tried to sit up. "Zeb--"

"Don't move," Zeb said.

"When...when this is over," Alex started, then trailed off, trying to catch his breath.

"Good, that's good," Zeb said; heart pounding, trying to keep his voice steady, he crawled over to the nearest body and got to work turning out all the pockets he could find. Come on, come on--hah! Gotcha! "Positive thinking’s good. Keep that up. 'Cause this will be over. Real soon. I promise."

"We should...get married."

Zeb almost dropped the comm. "...what?"

Alex's face had gone grey, but his mouth twitched a little, in a faint smile. "I've been...thinking about...about it. For a...a while now. Never...never a good time..."

"You've still got crap timing, babe," Zeb said. He came back over, kissed Alex's forehead again and settled next to him. "I mean, obviously, yeah, let's do that, but...but ask me again when you're better, all right? Don't--don't waste your breath."

"You, dear," Alex said, finding a little more strength from somewhere Zeb couldn't name; smile going wry and soft and sad all at once, "are never a waste of my breath."

"Likewise," he said, smiling back, hoping it looked nice and normal, not as forced and worried as it felt; and then Alex was sinking back, eyes drifting shut. "Hey--hey, stay with me, babe, okay? I'm gonna call Hera, you just gotta...you just gotta stay with me."

"I'm here," Alex said, voice thin and ragged. He groped for Zeb's hand again; and Zeb switched the comm into his other so he could take it. "Zeb..."

Alex has been quiet for a while now; cold and still beside him; his hand resting in Zeb's.

Zeb can hear the Ghost's familiar engines in the air.

He keeps going over it; step by step by step; how they got here; what he could've done to change things.

He closes his eyes and tries again.

#shadowsong26fic #shadowsong writes star wars #discord prompt ficlets

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elleonmybeloved · 5 years ago

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Irresistible Clover

Amnesia | Heroine x Kent Words: 3722 Chapter: 1 Read on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/22448383/chapters/53637313

Summary: Hera's got it bad for her coworker and once temp math-professor Kent, but she thinks it's pretty clear that he's not interested in relationships, or her for that matter. But when a golden opportunity to spend some time with him presents itself, she just can't resist being a sucker for love.

Kent isn't good at social relationships and he's well aware of that. A romantic relationship would just be asking for trouble, and probably not worth all the effort. But when it comes to his clever coworker Hera, he can't help but insert himself into her life every chance he gets. It's so illogical, more than 50% of relationships in people his age end in heartbreak, but where is this urge to hold her, protect her, and kiss her coming from? Why can't he treat her like everyone else?

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It was official. Hera was having a bad day. Well, days, actually.

First, her power went off right in the middle of her favorite game Riddlemaster yesterday. She’d only been able to play half an hour more before her laptop had finally died, and she’d lamented for having to watch it on such a small screen the whole time.

Defeated, she’d turned in early. Not much else to do with the lights out.

Second, she’d been unable to sleep until 3am, unused to the pitch dark. She preferred to sleep with her night light on, and refused to be ashamed about that no matter how much Shin teased her about it.

Third, the power was still out when she left to go to work in the morning, and all the food she had to eat was in the fridge, which she couldn’t open unless she wanted everything in there to spoil.

Finally, only an hour into her shift at the cafe, she’d developed a nice sleep deprivation headache that throbbed painfully behind her eyes.

So she couldn’t help it if she was being a little less patient than usual.

“Hey Hera, could you load up a fresh batch of frozen strawberries? We just ran out.”

Hera looked up from the triple-order of parfaits she was making and eyed the three whole other mostly idle people that Mine could have asked instead of her. Frozen strawberries were heavy and as one would assume, frozen and would smart on her bare hands after just a few seconds of carrying the bag.

“I’m busy with an order right now.”

“Oh.” Mine looked extremely surprised, and Sawa who was working on sorting through tickets behind her wore a similarly shocked expression. Hera was usually quite polite with her speech. “Sorry.”

“Mm.” Hera didn’t think she sounded very sorry. Keeping her eyes down, she finished pouring the cream topping on the parfaits with a more aggressive squeeze than was necessary, and stalked off to go deliver them to the table before they began to melt.

Unfortunately for her, Ikki was ‘entertaining’ a customer at the bar which was right in her way to access the exit flap. Normally she’d just wait, but the parfaits were heavy, and if Waka noticed her serving half-melted ice cream she’d be the one to get berated later. And she really didn’t feel like listening to that.

“Excuse me.” She said shortly, looking pointedly at Ikki. “Coming through.”

His eyes widened and he hastily got out of the way. “Of course, my apologies for blocking your way…”

Hera didn’t respond, just briskly and carefully weaved around tables and customers to deliver her order.

Staring after her, Ikki made a short “huh” under his breath and then turned to the lady who was still giving him moony eyes as if nothing had even happened.

“Right - thank you for your kind words my lady, but actually we don’t accept those types of things here. If you have any additional questions or concerns please don’t hesitate to voice them. For now, I’m afraid I must return to the kitchen.”

“Aww… okay.”

Back in the kitchen, Shin was restocking the whipped cream and cinnamon while Kent stoically oversaw the cooking of what Ikki assumed was about to be one of their “Creamy Heart Gnocchi” plates. Mine was struggling to lift a large bag of frozen strawberries out of the freezer, although it was a matter of height rather than strength.

Ikki leaned against the doorway to avoid getting in the way.

“Seems like our cute little maid has her claws out today.” He stated probingly. He wanted to affirm that it wasn’t just him. While his eyes didn’t work on Hera, he fancied that his natural charm still worked on her just fine.

“If you’re -kya!- talking about Hera, then yeah, she’s like, totally bitchy today.” Mine grumbled, yelping as she finally succeeded at getting the bag down.

Kent made a displeased grunt of warning at the profanity.

“Grumpy, I mean. She scowled at me earlier when I asked her to get these for me!” Mine made a cute pouty face and demurred her posture to look pitiful.

“Restocking desert items is part of your responsibilities, not hers.” Kent corrected.

“Hpmh! Whatever. Let’s see how many customers she can please with that attitude.”

“Can you stop gossiping about dumb shit and get back to work.” Shin said, setting down a container of whipped cream a bit harder than necessary. As usual, he looked irritated.

Kent forwent correcting the profanity since he too wanted them to get back to work rather than conversing further.

Mine huffed and stalked out, forgetting to look like she was struggling to carry the heavy bag, holding it in one arm with ease. Ikki made an amused face and got the container of darjeeling that he had come in for originally and got to work brewing the tea.

---

Not that Hera had begun the day with much in the way of patience, but right now she was dangerously close to losing it completely. Just one more hour of torture and she could go home to what was hopefully an apartment fully restored with power.

There were no windows in Meido no Histuji, which contributed to it’s cozy den-like atmosphere which inspired customers to relax in the dim lighting of the cafe. It was probably good for business, but Hera would have liked to have some windows simply for the fact that maybe , she wouldn’t be dealing with a table of male customers who wanted more maidly services than she was willing to offer.

Since they probably wouldn’t feel so bold in the face of broad daylight.

Hera forced a polite smile and held the tray up higher so that it would block access to where her ample chest swelled her apron.

“Thank you for your kind words masters, but we don’t offer any of those kinds of services at this establishment.” She really should have been more cordial, but this was the wrong day for them to grope her. “It is stated quite clearly in our rules on the sign outside the cafe. Should you masters require some help to read it, I can gladly provide a chance to have my manager come personally reaffirm this.”

“You bitch, do you really think you’re in a position to make fun of us? Just provide us with proper service, it’s not that hard.”

“Right. Proper maids serve in silence with a smile.”

Were all teenage men this way? Horny, aggressive, and rude? Even her male coworkers were at least one of the three, considering Ikki’s womanizing, Shin’s rough speech and actions, and Kent’s cold and inconsiderate tendencies. At least Toma didn’t act that way, but he was like an annoying helicopter parent that liked to boss her around, which she appreciated even less.

Clicking the pen off, Hera decided to go get Waka instead of continue trying to take their order.

“Sir?”

“What is it, Hera?”

“Customers at table three just groped me under the pretense of trying to check I was taking their order right sir.” Hera would usually sugarcoat the situation but right now she didn’t feel like it. “I told them we don’t provide those services but they obviously aren’t taking no for an answer. I figured it would be best for you to decide how to handle the situation. And if you don’t mind sir, I’d like to take my break now.”

Waka’s eyebrows skyrocketed at her tone - a far cry from her usual sweet gentle voice. Though with the situation at hand he didn’t blame her.

“I see. Permission granted. I’ll handle the situation, thank you for notifying me.” He pulled up his gloves and pushed up his glasses and made for table three, a dark aura following him.

Back in the break room, Hera was slumped on the couch, eating the apple and peanut butter sandwich she’d cobbled together this morning like it was a feast, lamenting the lack of the bento locked in the forbidden depths of her fridge.

She was hungry enough not to care though, and when she finished she laid all the way down on the couch and pressed her hands against her eyes, wishing her headache would just go away already. Her boob was also kinda sore where the guy had jabbed it in his attempt to get a handful.

When she heard the sound of the break room door click and open, she didn’t even bother to move.

“Hera.” Great. That sounded like Kent.

“What?” She didn’t bother to sit up. “I’m on break.”

That was when the smell of food - some kind of cheesy pasta, she guessed - hit her nose. It was so good that she couldn’t bring herself to be ashamed of how she instantly started salivating.

She peeped through her hands. It looked just as delicious as the man holding it. Not that she’d ever had a chance to taste him. Now that was a dangerous train of thought, especially since her crush on him was clearly unrequited. It was pretty clear Kent wasn’t interested in dating, so she’d kind of given up on trying and resigned herself to admire him on her own.

“I noticed you were moving twenty percent more slowly than normal and look at the food you were serving 5 times more than usual. This has led me to believe that you may be hungry, so I brought this for you. Before you ask, yes, Waka has permitted it.” Kent said, setting the plate down on the break table, along with a fork, napkin, and bottle of water.

Hera took her hands off her eyes and raised her eyebrows.

“Wow really? Thanks.” She sat up and took the plate forking a large bite. Letting out a low groan at the rich taste, she wasted no time shoveling fork to mouth.

Kent was watching her with his usual impassive look.

“Maybe it’s just because I’m hungry, but right now this feels like the best thing I’ve ever tasted. Or maybe you’re just a genius in the kitchen.”

“Prolonged periods of time without food can cause large amounts of serotonin to be released upon the breaking of such a fast as the body’s way of naturally encouraging the brain to eat to regain the appropriate amount of nutrients.” Kent explained. Though Hera hadn’t asked for the Fun Facts, she didn’t mind this habit of his.

“This is more likely what you are experiencing. Although the taste buds do experience changes throughout late childhood and early puberty, they remain the same throughout adulthood. At your age they would not have made a change capable of such an effect.”

“That’s cool.” Hera remarked, setting the plate down to drink some water, feeling better now that she had eaten. “Just don’t go telling me all the nutritional information of the pasta because then I’m gonna feel guilty.”

“Well actually-”

“Ahh! Stop stop!” She covered her ears and glared at him. “I just said don’t tell me, don’t be mean.”

Kent did something then that she swore she never would have believed if she hadn’t experienced it for herself.

He smiled at her.

It didn’t last long though, because all too soon his expression returned to neutral and he held out the water bottle insistently.

“I need to get back to the kitchen. Make sure to drink it all or else you will get dehydrated from the sodium in the mozarella.”

Hera was left holding the bottle numbly, watching the door close after the tall young man. Slowly unscrewing the top, she placed the lip against her mouth and took a sip.

Did that really just happen?

---

Blissfully wrapped up in a cozy green blanket, Hera was sipping on a box of pineapple juice from the comfort of her sofa, her laptop balanced on her lap.

Work was over, her headache was gone thanks to the power nap she’d taken when she got home, and she was well fed. She hadn’t fully forgotten about the disgusting experience of a stranger grabbing a handful of her right breast, but leveling up three times in Riddlemaster was doing a good job of getting her mind off it. The trivia-based game was as mentally stimulating as it was fun, and getting the answers right made her feel smart.

Hera just liked this sort of thing. Finding out weird explanations for things was so satisfying for some reason. That’s why she’d decided to major in psychology.

On to the next question! Just two more and she’d unlock the next level and earn another 500 gold coins.

The picture above is a ______ because of

a) jaw and teeth

b) snout shape

c) both a and b

Taking a moment to study the picture, Hera was pretty confident the creature in the image was a crocodile. The creature in the picture had a kind of wide snout compared to other crocodiles, but she recognized the interlocking snaggleteeth that differed from alligators which had overbites.

Filling in crocodile in the blank, and selecting a she pressed submit.

Correct!

Hera grinned smugly at the upbeat chirp of the game as she got the answer right.

Alright, last one before she reached level 40! Oh she couldn’t wait for those 500 coins, that was enough to buy her avatar two new outfits! She already knew which one she wanted too. They’d recently released a Summer Festival set that had 3 different colors of yukata with a beautiful floral pattern.

Hera wanted the pink one with the gold hair ornament.

Which number represents the rate at which rabbits reproduce? This is called ______.

a) x = 1 + 2/x

b) 3.14

c) 1/89

d) 6.2831853071

Shit. Math, her weakness. Well, there was no time limit to figuring out the answers to the questions, so she usually just googled the subject of the question and tried to figure out what the answer was based on what she read…in the spirit of not being a cheater. But she really had no idea on this one.

Clearly the second option was pi, she knew that much. The first one looked like an equation, but it wasn’t one she recognized as being related to anything that could have to do with rabbit reproduction.

Twenty minutes later and several videos and wiki pages about rabbit production later, and all she really knew was that rabbits were horny and she was thoroughly stumped. None of the articles had even mentioned anything about numbers or math.

Hera bit her lip. She was so close to getting her Summer Festival outfit… and her pride refused to allow her to cheat. But the outfit was a limited time item that would be removed from the store during maintenance on the 15th of August. That was a little over a week from now, but she didn’t have all the time in the world.

Time for her last resort. The oldest one in the book, phone a friend! Well, text actually. Opening up her cell, she typed out a message to Sawa.

To: SawaiiK From: Hera-oine7 Date: 8-04 7:49:00

Hey (^-^)/ I know u r usually taking ur time in the bath right abt now, but if u have time can I get your help on smthg?

She opened up the Riddlemaster store page in another tab while waiting for a reply. Using the preview function, she removed the usual outfit her character wore (a greek style ‘goddess’ outfit she thought would suit it, since her ign was GoddessHera) and applied the Summer Festival outfit and began playing around with the colors of the trim and embroidery.

It was good motivation.

Her phone beeped from beside her and she sat up to retrieve it.

Hera! <3 Haha, yeah I was, but aniki made so much of a fuss about having to piss that I decided to just get out rather than argue with him abt using the 3 other bathrms in the house… -_-

And sure watsup? U were acting odd @work today, u feeling ok?

Oh right, she had been in a mood to go home without socializing in the changing room like usual, so Sawa was probably still reeling from her pricklyness towards Mine that morning.

Writing quickly, she replied.

Oh nah, it’s nothing like that, I’m fine. I was just tired lol.

She contemplated adding “ of Mine’s shit ” but that wasn’t very nice. The two might not get along ever since Mine overheard Hera talking to Sawa about her crush on Kent, but she wasn’t mean enough for Hera to justify talking trash about the girl for no reason.

I just need help with a question on Riddlemaster again hehe. (- 3-)’ Its abt math.

Hera sent it and sipped some of her juice.

LOL u r so addicted to that game! But ya ofc I’ll help. Wats the question

Hera took a picture of her laptop screen and just sent the image file through text. Would take a lot less time than retyping the whole question.

It took a few minutes before Sawa to reply.

Ok well. I tried but i have umm no freaking clue lol. (^~^)’’’ Neither does aniki. This is probly higher difficulty than normal college math. ...hey u know who u should ask? ;)

Dang. Well, she wasn’t surprised, considering her googling efforts had proven completely useless.

Idk, who?

It was times like these that she wished her parents hadn’t passed away without leaving her any siblings.

He’s TALL, he’s handsome, he’s rlly good at math, and you now have the perfect excuse 2 hang out with him :)

Oh. Kent. Hera considered it, crushing her juice box now that it was just bubbling noisily.

She’d written countless texts to him about all sorts of things hoping to start a conversation and catch his attention, but she’d deleted all of them because they were stupid and the last person she wanted to laugh at her was Kent. Or god forbid, think she was clingy.

But this was actually a situation where her asking him this made complete logical sense, so it was pretty safe.

The problem was, how would she turn it into something that would last more than 2 messages? It would be such a waste to squander this perfect opportunity. Her phone chirped again.

Do it do it do it do it do it!!! Hera!! No hesitation, get yo man!!

Hera laughed at the message, Sawa was probably interpreting her lack of a response as her convincing herself out of asking Kent.

Alright fine. Pray 4 me.

YESSSsss!! Tell me how it goes! It’s time for dinner so I’ll ttyl :)

Okay now… the hard part. Clicking out of Sawa’s contact, she scrolled down and clicked on Kent’s.

To: KentSJ94 From: Hera-oine7 Date: 8-04 7:58

Hey Kent, it’s Hera. There’s something I need some help with. It’s a math problem, sort of. Would you be willing to meet up with me to help me figure it out? I’m free this Sunday.

Hera re-read the message several times, seriously debating sending it. Was she really going to do this? What if he thought she was annoying for bothering him? After a moment she added on-

If not that’s okay.

That should cover her bases right? He probably didn’t like girls that were demanding. Okay time to have courage.

Her finger hovered over the send button.

Taking a deep breath, she squeezed her eyes shut and hit send. YOLO.

“Oh my god I can’t believe I actually sent it to him.” Making a noise of distress, she quickly closed her phone and put it under a pillow. “Ugh, why did I do that.”

She almost hoped he didn’t see it. Too bad you can only delete the sender side of texts.

Hera chewed nervously on the inside of her lip. Maybe she should go do something. Just sitting here looking at her phone was making her freak out. A bath like Sawa? But she didn’t want to be alone with her thoughts. A bath with loud music then. Maybe BOP bass boosted... and chocolate. Nice thing about being alone was that nobody could catch her stress eating.

She’d barely set a foot in the direction of the bathroom when her phone chirped. Hera was so wound up, it spooked her into a harsh jump.

She slowly picked up the phone with dread.

“Lord have mercy.”

Re: Hera-oine7 KentSJ94 Date: 8-04 8:05

I will be at my house on Sunday working on my thesis presentation. Come over and I will help you with your problem. Notify me if the issue requires preparation.

Hera stared at her phone.

No way. It actually worked? He had actually agreed to help and was inviting her over to his house.

...Maybe she should go buy a lottery ticket too.

Re: KentSJ94 Hera-oine7

Date: 8-04 8:07

Thank you so much Kent! I really appreciate it. See you Sunday @12:00?

His house wasn’t far away- she’d been there once before just outside when she’d asked to turn in some math assignments late due to being in the hospital for anemia before. She just wanted the extra time to doll herself up thoroughly before she got there. She wasn’t a morning person and well, go hard or go home.

His reply was very quick this time. That didn’t surprise her though, she figured he was the kind to stay on the phone until a conversation was finished. It struck her as the more “efficient” thing to do.

Re: Hera-oine7

KentSJ94

Date: 8-04 8:08

Yes.

Hera kinda wanted to laugh, it was so like him to respond like that. Well, brevity is the soul of wit and all that.

Looking back at the message history, she re-read Kent’s messages several times. There was this weird bubbly feeling in her chest that was giving her the urge to cover her face and squeal as loudly as possible.

Hera resisted it of course. She wasn’t a kid. But she did let out a particularly happy noise on her way to the bathroom that could only be described as a giggle.

Sue her, she was a girl in love. Grabbing her chocolate, she made for the bathtub, intent on taking a celebratory bath this time. Which of course, required sweets.

#amnesia #amnesia kent #heroine x kent

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the-firebird69 · 2 years ago

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I'll bring some Stratton motorcycle and the 50cc scooter which is a little smaller it looks like this as a matter of fact the motorcycle almost looks exactly like this. The wheels are smoked no they look like this it's like a sport bike adventure bike. And it is almost exactly like this there's a couple differences but they're not major the big part that's different is ours is better quality and actually goes fast. Not to knock the bike because it actually works it goes only about 80 miles an hour with a light person on it who weighs about 120 1:30 and the one we have goes about 150 mph with someone who is about 150 lb and it is also something our son could ride he end up going 100 because he weighs 260 lb. Now there's a classification for this bike no there isn't people call it light sport bike or light duty sport bike and really it's a classification of its own it's like a rural sport bike that's not meant for a heavy sport biking it's meant for handling the rural area very well and going in and out of roads adeptly and starting stopping fast I think we're going to call it that our son agrees because that's what it is it's a rural or city sport bike. Or even local sport bike. And Cafe bike looks different Cafe sport bike has been mentioned local sport bike it really means a runabout sport bike and we could call it run about right now we have a name for it but it's obscure and run about really is a connotation our son says to something that doesn't handle that great but it's okay so he likes my idea but on the rule areas you can go like 300 mph so I'm starting to rethinking and on this bike if you geared it differently and put the high performance package on so that's funny too because it can go like 280 if you do stuff to it people change the gearing and they've been seeing going 200 mph easily it's not recommended but they do it and it's a Briggs & Stratton bike and mac daddy likes local sport bike I like it too very fast in the rural areas so it's really cool this bike and the reason is cool is our son wanted to get one known and let him and he couldn't afford it believe it or not and he wouldn't it wasn't able to get the motorcycle license people kept bitching at him there and pushed him out of Black widow it's like the only company that does it here and a lot of people can get the license they don't have to go there in Florida I was selling these here RTA and the price is still the same it's $1,000 and it's equivalent to a 250cc but really when you guys drive it you think it's like a 400cc because of the power and it weighs a little bit more than a 250 it weighs about what a 350 cc does but it moves out and tons of people are buying it and it's got the Briggs & Stratton colors the red black and white labels right on it Google proud to drive it look at my lawn mower and I can kick your ass and we have a gearing package and a high performance package brings up to 200 miles per hour and it beats no sport bikes in the short run and there's some sport bikes and ideas that go real fast but something to do but there's no long one around here

Thor Freya

Wow what an introduction really this is great I'd buy one if I was there wait a minute I am there so I'm going to go get a bunch of these and they come in pink too

Hera

What about me

Zues

Oh you wipe out she can't get one

Hera

Well I did think that a lot it's a possibility it's a problem

Zues

Come on folks if it gets one of these everyone has to buy one of our kind I'll probably take the company back

Mac

That's not necessary I've got to handled

Trump

Oh boy your out fag

Mac

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fearofaherobrine · 6 years ago

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Roleplay Server Log #367

“Girls Night Out, More Cheese, Not Just a Program”

[Lie] Is down by Hera's bay, just letting her feet dangle into the water. She's waiting to spot her fellow female brine as she's currently needing somebody to bitch to about her husband-

-A few sea dragons glide into the shallows and wend their way around the kelp and the mangrove trees in the shallows. Far on the horizon Basil breeches and makes a tremendous splash in the water. After a while a small white shape becomes visible in the distance and swims lazily into the bay, circling Herabrine's house.

[Lie] - Hera!

-The pale guardian's fiery fuchsia mane is visible for a moment as the shape is shed and Herabrine drops down a narrow shoot into her house.

[Lie] Groans, not really wanting to move- Hera! Come here!

[Herabrine] is barely visible in her house below but she's bustling about doing something.

[Lie] Gets herself standing and heads for the trap door, kicking it open- Hera!

[Herabrine] Faint sound of someone dropping something and swearing.

[Lie] Huffs and makes her way down the ladder and through the short hallway into Hera's house- Hera!

[Herabrine] Come back here!

[Maggie] Bounces down the hallway towards Lie.

[Lie] Reaches down and scoops the magma cube up-

[Maggie] Excited wiggling-

[Herabrine] Oh hey, thanks Lie!

[Lie] - I've been calling your name for like ten minutes now!

[Herabrine] Sorry, I musta had water in my ears. Heh. What's the matter?

[Maggie] Is super hot and still squiggling-

[Lie] - I'm mad at CP

[Herabrine] Well come on in! You know my policy; If you have nothing nice to say, come sit next to me.

[Lie] Comes in and heads for Maggie's pen to put her away-

[Maggie] Small noises-

[Herabrine] Aw you don't have to pen her, I just forgot to shut my door.

[Lie] - Are you sure?

[Herabrine] Yeah, it's fine. Have a sit.

[Lie] Sits down on Hera's bed-

[Herabrine] Sits on the window sill - So what did the big kitty do wrong now? Try to eat Cn again?

[Maggie] Happy flop-

[Lie] - We ran out of cheese

[Herabrine] That's, that's it? I mean, he doesn't know how to make it, right? That's TLOT's thing?

[Lie] - But I want more!

[Herabrine] I think I have some... - Hops up and starts shuffling in trunks- Here I thought it was something horrible...

[Lie] - It is! But the baby!

[Herabrne] What about the baby?

[Lie] - I'm craving the cheese because of it!

[Herabrine] I heard. You're the talk of the rumor mill since you were so vocal about hating it before.

[Lie] - Oh shush!

[Herabrine] It's true! You were more then adamant. - Pulls out a small chunk and Maggie whines at the pungent smell.

[Lie] Promptly holds out her hand for it-

[Herabrine] Gives it to her-

[Maggie] Hops down and hides under the bed-

[Lie] Starts eating- Thank you. CP's been busy building a room for the baby...

[Herabrine] What's the theme so far? I thought he tended towards stone, fire, and huge cavernous spaces for his builds.

[Lie] - Stone so far, but I think I heard him throwing down a bit of carpet too

[Herabrine] You really do like that... I wonder if you'll go back to hating it once the little spud is born? Well I was partially right.

[Lie] - I kinda hope I do go back to hating it. TLOT and Doc have been making cheese near non stop for me since the cravings started

[Herabrine] That's gotta be hard on your digestion too...

[Lie] - But right now it's so good!

[Herabrine] Apart from that, hows it going?

[Lie] - I'm sore almost every moment, she's decided to try and be a dancer inside of me...

[Herabrine] I know this is going to sound super obvious... but have you tried going swimming? Just floating a bit might take some pressure off.

[Lie] - ... No?

[Herabrine] Then we should go! I don't mind going back out. I did manage to feed Maggie before she scampered off.

[Lie] - We should probably go over by the bar, the water is hotter over there and I have been getting cold a lot lately

[Herabrine] Meet me up top. I doubt you can hold your breath long enough to get to the surface from the chute- She's putting Maggie back in her pen with a little kiss-

[Lie] - Alright- She stands and pops the last of the cheese into her mouth before heading for the ladder

[Herabrine] Bustles around a little and shoots upwards through the water before bobbing up like a cork, the guardian does an artful flip and swims over to Lie, making a weird hollow noise-

[Lie] Smiles a little- I'd race you, but I don't think I'm in any condition to run- She does step into the shallows and gently grabs a hold of part of Hera

[Herabrine] Moves around a bit so her friend can get a good grip and races through the water towards the bar, fast as a dolphin despite being shaped more like a puffer fish-

[Lie] Shivers a little as they move through the colder water-

[Herbrine] Scoots up near the edge of the blocked off lava pool down the hill from the bar. The water is warmer here and she waits for Lie to get down before switching forms again-

[Lie] Slides off and floats a little- This... Actually still feels a little cold...

-The sun is going down near the horizon and the sky is tinging a lovely shade of pink-

[Herabrine] Could you just belly up to the lava pool from the outside?

[Lie] - Maybe...- She moves closer to the lava, feeling the warm stone

-As the sky darkens there's a creak up the hill and Sam steps into the doorway, there's a tiny red point of light as he smokes a redstone cig-

[Herabrine] Flops into the lava and paddles a little-

[Lie] - It is a nice night...

[Herabrine] It's too quiet. I'm suspicious...

-Thump.-

[Lie] - There's your noise

[Mix] Fuck! -From within the bar-

[Sam] Is talking quietly to someone up the hill and turns back to see if Mix is okay-

[Moth] Is coming around the side of the library with a stack of books and follows Sam inside for a moment before peeking back out and calling down- Mistress?

[Lie] - Hm? Yes?

[Mix] -Has dropped her mug and is trying to pick it back up- -grumble grumble-

[Moth] Are you okay down there?

[Herabrine] I think we've been spotted and it's too late to run away.

[Sam] Helps Mix and pours her a fresh drink-

[Lie] - Yeah, just trying to take some weight off

[Mix] Thanks Sam.

[Moth] I could just carry you if you're too tired to walk?

[Lie] - No thank you, I am fine for now. What were you doing in the library?

[Mix] -Sips her drink and decides to check out the talking by poking her head out the door-

[Moth] Doing more research. Hoff is on watch tonight.

[Sam] Also wanders back out-

[Lie] - Research for what?

[Herabrine] Oh hey Mix! You should come gossip with us!

[Moth] Why babies of course! And what kinds of things we can do to help you as well.

[Lie] - That's very sweet Moth

[Mix] Mmm... okay. -Waddles down to the group, a bit wobbly on her feet-

[Sam] Sees she's having trouble and lends her a hand getting down.

[Moth] Just saunters down and plops on a sand block,- thank you mistress.

[Herabrine] Floats up a little, riding just above the surface- You look drunk Mix.

[Sam] Would eye roll if he could.

[Mix] Thanks Sam. -With Sam's help is less wobbly, but she still plops like a ragdoll once down there, tucking her legs under her- Oh you bet your ass I am

[Lie] - Everything okay Mix?

[Moth] Yes, it's not good for people to drink in excess. especially ladies. It's unhealthy.

[Mix] Mmm... Yeah. Just thinking about stuff.

[Sam] Mimes how many she's had.

[Herabrine] Whistles- That's a lot of stuff.

[Lie] - Hey now, don't try to drink for me too!

[Moth] Tut tuts a little.

[Herabrine] Something on your mind Mix?

[Mix] Aww.. but it's fun. -Rotates the little bit of fabric tied to her wrist.- Makes it easier to think.

[Lie] - What are you thinking of Mix?

[Moth] What is that? If you don't mind me asking?

[Herabrine] And where's the psycho chicken? I haven't seen him around in quite some time.

[Mix] I don't know where Benny is.. I'm kinda worried about him too.. And this? -Holds her arm out and points at the soft orange fabric- Ahhh... Just something I've hung onto for a long time.

[Herabrine] You want me to hunt around for him psychically?

[Moth] It's a pretty color.

[Mix] It is! And uh... If you don't mind? He always comes back eventually.

[Herabrine] Touches her feet on the shore and closes her bright eyes, reaching outward to find the reckless chicken with her mind-

[Moth] Puts the books away and wades into the shallows to splash her face - ahh, it's so nice and warm.

[Lie] - The lava pool does that... I remember we accidentally cooked a bunch of lobsters when we first made the pool

[Benny] -Climbing a tree somewhere. Amazing.-

[Herabrine] Still concentrating-That was a fun night-

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[Mix] -Absent mindedly twists fabric some more-

[Herabrine] I think he's trying to fly? He's in a tree?!?!

[Mix] What?!

[Moth] So what's the fabric Mix?

[Herabrine] Sends to Benny- Come to the bar you dumb birb. Mix is drunk and worried about you!

[Lie] - If I recall correctly I can't have most things that come from the water right now...

[Benny] -Falls out of tree- No! Not yet!

[Herabrine] YES Come home you stupid chicken!!!

[Mix] It's just a square. -She unwinds it and holds it up, it's got a small motif in each corner-

[Benny] No. I will soon, though. Don't worry!

[Lie] Sticks her hand in the lava to test it, when she pulls her hand out it hardens as usual-

[Moth] That's a shame. I have found quite a few dietary restrictions in the literature for the health of the baby. It's so complicated. Oh, and it's pretty Mix. I like orange. You don't see it much.

[Sam] Examines the square more closely-

[Herabrine] out loud- Stubborn ass.

[Lie] - It's already starting to get harder to walk, and I'm having to rely on you guys a bit more to tend to the animals

[Mix] I'm really fond of orange, but it makes me sad, usually. And is Benny being stubborn?

[Moth] Oh, you're light as a feather Lie. Just say the word and I or any of my brethern will gladly carry you.

[Herabrine] Yeah, he's doing something but he says he'll come home soon. Way more erudite then I was expecting him to be.

[Sam] Signs- Why sad?

[Lie] - You'd probably have to fight CP off for that honor

[Moth] Shrugs- Just offering.

[Mix] Ugh... as long as he comes home, I guess... -Small frown as she wraps the fabric around her wrist again- Uh... It was a color someone really important to me wore a lot. -Points at the fabric in explanation.- I haven't seen them in a long time. -frowns a bit and holds mug close again-

[Lie] - Do we need to go searching for somebody else?

[Mix] No.

[Herabrine] Ah.... someone lost in the turmoil before you came here?

[Mix] -Softly- Yeah.

[Lie] - I'm sorry Mix

[Moth] I am sorry for your loss then.

[Sam] Nods solemly-

[Herabrine] I dunno, living here I've learned that it's never a good idea to count anyone entirely lost.

[Lie] - This is true...

[Mix] Maybe.... But I'm pretty sure.

[Mix] Didn't mean to bring down the mood, haha.. What's been up with you, Lie? Beyond being pregnant?

[Lie] - Cravings and soreness and mood swings and I'm just a mess

[Herabrine] She's also super cold and inhaling TLOT's stinky gold cheese like it's going out of style. Don't have kids Mix. -chuckles- It seems like a huge pain.

[Sam] signs -Unless you're having an egg haha.

[Mix] Heh, don't plan on it anytime soon,

[Lie] - Well it's not as if CP and I planned this

[Moth] This is true.

[Herabrine] Eh, you're good with kids though. I figured this would happen eventually anyway.

[Sam] Signs- So how is your household faring Mix?

[Lie] - Actually, you could say Sam is partially responsible for my getting pregnant

[Mix] It's alright, Prince is adjusting to seeing really well, and. .. Stev and NK are fucking like bunnies at every opportunity. -Softly- At least I wasn't that bad....

[Sam] Signs frantically - Me??!? What did I do???

[Herabrine] Ha! You should encourage them to get their own build if it's bugging you.

[Lie] - The alchohol you gave as a belated wedding present? That's what CP and I drank right before, well, yeah

[Sam] Signs- Oh geeze! I'm sorry Lie!

[Mix] -Very blunt look at Hera- They have one. On the shore. They're L O U D.

[Lie] - There's nothing to apologize for Sam, we also forgot to take one of the berries

[Herabrine] Maybe you could surround their house with wool, real subtle like? -grins mischeviously

[Mix] -Strokes chin thoughtfully- Maybe..

[Sam] Still looks contrite

[Herabrine] Can I help? [wool everything over mostly]

[Lie] Winces a little, feeling the baby squirm-

[Herabrine] Feels her distress - Put your arms out and float.

[Mix] Sure, I don't mind

[Moth] So what's this about a chicken anyway?

[Lie] Does as Hera instructs- Come on, calm down little one

[Herabrine] She's fiesty.

[Lie] - And taking after her father, she's griefed CP and TLOT

[Moth] Giggles- With some well-timed kicks.

[Herabrine] Tries to brush the babies mind to see if she can read anything-

-There aren't really any thoughts yet, but it's responding to Lie's movement and voice-

[Moth] Notices Hera's look of concentration. - Getting any signals miss?

[Herabrine] She's just listening and kicking around-

[Lie] - Well she could tone down the kicking a little

[Mix] -Plays with the fabric some more while watching-

[Moth] If she's listening, maybe I can help. - She starts to hum a few bars and then breaks into a soft lulling melody. It's wordless but tuneful and she has a lovely voice.

[Herabrine] Is staring openmouthed. - So much for the old joke about teaching a pig to sing....

[Lie] Feels the baby squirm a little more before she starts to settle a little

[Moth] Keeps singing softly and there's a hush in the few milling mobs beyond the pool of lava light, after a little while she trails off into a few trilling notes and goes quiet- Is that better?

[Lie] - She did settle down a little

[Moth] Good.

[Herabrine] So what's the story behind your hankie Mix?

[Mix] I hurt myself on accident and we didn't really have anything on hand to stop the blood flow. He said I could keep it once I cleaned it up. -It sounds pretty simple. A little too simple.-

[Herabrine] Ah, we all have our mementos.

[Lie] - My memento just lives with me

[Moth] Gives Mix a supportive pat with one huge hand.

[Herabrine] Ha! Too right. He needed a keeper anyway.

[Lie] - I'm surprised he hasn't come looking for me yet actually, he's fretting almost more than anyone else

[Herabrine] If you legit yelled at him for there not being any more cheese he might have gone to get more....

[Lie] - Well Doc went out and I don't know where TLOT is...

[Sam] Signs- You can pretty much just yell for TLOT from anywhere and get his attention...

[Lie] - Doesn't mean he'll respond if he's with Steve

[Herabrine] That's a good point.... And if he is ahem, 'with Steve' it's not smart to interrupt. Especially if you value your eyeballs. hehe.

[Lie] - Not like that's stopped CP before

[Moth] The master is quite tenacious.

[Lie] - Actually, does anyone know where Doc went? I saw they left with Notch and some others...

[Mix] No clue here.

[Herabrine] If they took Notch it's probably money related since he has the cards. Or they went to visit the office staff. Who else went?

[Lie] - Um, Deer, Flux, Yaunfen, I think HG and Glitchy too? I was a little miffed at the time so I wasn't paying much attention

[Herabrine] If they took the kid... it can't be anything dangerous.

[Lie] - True

[Moth] whistles as if she knows nothing, though she does have suspicions.

[Lie] - ... I'm getting cold again...

[Herabrine] There's always the lava? You could just dip your feet?

[Lie] - It'll just harden on me...

[Herabrine] Yeah, but feet are easy to clean.

[Lie] - True...

[Moth] You could sit against me?

[Lie] - Yeah, I guess- She stands walking out of the water and once the air hits her she starts shivering, hard- Maybe getting in the water was a bad idea...

[Herabrine] Hmm. - She waves her hands and raises several water spawn blocks out of the water into a column that's as warm as a shower and endlessly falling beside the lava pool-

[Moth] Interesting trick-

[Mix] -Claps- Niceee!

[Herabrine] Try that. It's pretty hot.

[Lie] Moves into the water- Thank you Hera. Hey Mix, do you want a sobering flower?

[Mix] Nah, I'm good. I'd get sad again. Best not to let this go to waste.

[Lie] - What are you sad about?

[Mix] The person I lost, mostly.

[Lie] - Who were they?

[Mix] -Shuffles a bit before pulling a small picture out, it's off two figures, one of which is a more happy looking Mix, and a taller person who's got his arm around her shoulder and a hesitant smile on his face. Around Mix's neck in the picture is the fabric she's got around her wrist currently.- Him. He... meant a lot to me.

[Lie] - Oh Mix...

[Mix] -Looks fondly at the picture- Yeah...

[Lie] - What was his name?

[Mix] Niko. His name was Niko.

[Lie] - That's a nice name

[Mix] Yeah... -Fond sigh-

[Lie] - Are you sure we wouldn't be able to find them?

[Mix] Yeah, certain.

[Lie] - I see...

[Herabrine] Did a NOTCH get him Mix?

[Moth] Little intake of breath.

[Mix] No, thankfully. I think I would've kicked the fuckers ass if it was. -Small frown-

[Herabrine] That's the spirit!

[Moth] Then what.. what happened?

[Mix] -Stares at the picture a bit more before shaking her head.- I don't... I don't want to talk about it right now. If.... If that's okay.

[Lie] - Absolutely, we understand

[Moth] Okay.

[Herabrine] So how's your tribe doing?

[Mix] -Perks up a bit- The lightfeet are doing wonderfully! They're not lazing about now! -Returns picture to her inventory-

[Herabrine] What happened to get them moving?

[Mix] Give them a ball and you get them off their asses, apparently.

[Moth] What's a ball?

[Lie] - An object you can throw around and play with

[Moth] Oh that makes sense!

[Herabrine] And Liz? I haven't seen her lately either. Getting big yet?

[Mix] Liz is getting long, mostly! Shi's out and about just.. at odd times. Really odd times.

[Herabrine] And the big daddy and the little shy kiddo?

[Moth] Perhaps she's nocturnal?

[Mix] Big... daddy?

[Herabrine] Snaps her fingers - Gambit?

[Lie] - Endrea's kids are getting so big too

[Mix] ... Oh! Gambet, and his kid? Uh.... Not too sure. I've seen Alan when Liz brings them over. Alan's a bit skittish still.

[Sam] signs- Well they are dragons... Endrea is HUGE.

[Herabrine] Sometimes kids are just shy.

[Lie] - Hera... I want more cheese...

[Herabrine] Sorry, I'm fresh out.

[Sam] Signing - cheese?

[Lie] Whines a little-

[Moth] at Sam, - the Golden Steelton TLOT makes.

[Sam] Oh.

[Mix] The stinky stuff.

[Lie] - CP better get some soon

[Herabrine] Almost makes me feel sorry for him...

[Moth] Offers her some watermelon slices - I heard these were a common pregnancy craving Lie.

[Lie] - I'm not craving those, but I probably should have something other than cheese and chips...

[Sam] signing- I could make something?

[Lie] - I'm not terribly hungry right now...

[Herabrine] Okay Lie, lets just get you home then. Hopefully Cp has your cheese by now...

[Lie] - Okay...

-After Hera leaves Lie at her house the white haired brine heads for the workroom to warm up by the lava. As she turns the corner a pleasant scent reaches her and she's moving closer to the source. Turning the corner into the room proper she finds that CP has set things up for her even though he currently isn't home. There are freshly picked pods and flowers from her vanilla plant and a few of her calming blossoms scattered about as well. She realizes that at some point he must have gone out to the real world as there are a few candles lit around the lava tub. Lie's annoyance at him vanishes for the moment as she moves to take full advantage of what he has offered her. He's left her one of his shirts by the tub as well and she slides into the warm fluid gratefully after stripping herself to wait for CP to return-

-Deep below the lab in their private room TLOT and Steve are curled up on a rug near the lava pool. The two men are snuggled in eachothers arms just enjoying the warmth and companionship. A little food and drink sits forgotten nearby and LH is stealthily dragging away a neglected porkchop-

[CP] Has been looking stomping around looking for TLOT for hours and has only just gotten to the lab- TLOT!

[TLOT] Flops against the bed with an annoyed groan- mentally- go away Cp....

[CP] - No! Lie's mad

[Steve] Is sort of eavesdropping and his thought is loud- How come?!

[CP] - Because we're out of cheese!

[TLOT] Rubs his temples as the beginning throb of a headache ripples across his brain- Not again...

[CP] Starts coming down the stairs- Yeah well I'd rather have a happy wife! I didn't realize how much she was sneaking out of the chest without my knowing!

[TLOT] Faintly imitating Cp's tone. - Yeah, well you keep driving off my mate and it would be nice if I could have a happy husband....

[CP] - Yeah well you've never seen Lie mad like this!

[Steve] Incredulous- How bad can it really be? She's usually so nice...

[CP] Gives them a mental burst showing Lie's emotional change-

[Steve] -Blink blink- He knows it's bad to say but can't stop himself- Now you know how she felt trying to keep you happy and calm at the start...

[TLOT] Oh dear...

[CP] - TLOT, just tell me you have some more of the damn cheese stored away somewhere?

[TLOT] I do not. I gave it all to you.

[CP] Long string of curses-

[Steve] Won't she accept anything else? Eating just cheese can't be good. How about the... whatsit...? huumy bows?

[CP] - She's not even that hungry! She just wants the cheese!

[TLOT] That's very strange...

[CP] - I mean yes she will eat a few other things, but she mostly wants the cheese, and she's getting more demanding of it

[Steve] Do we have to do this? Can't you ask Doc?

[LH] Scampers up the stairs with the meat.

[CP] - Doc went out

[TLOT] How interesting... Damn it.

[CP] - I'm hoping she'll be a little calmer by the time I do get back to her, but she'll go right back to rage if I don't have any cheese

[Steve] Still quietly pondering the irony, it's not like Cp can't hear his thoughts or anything.

[TLOT] Flops in annoyance.

[CP] - Well?

[TLOT] Take Steve someplace for about ten minutes so I can make some and clear out the smell. Be nice! I want to get right back to where I left off as soon as possible.

[Steve] Huh?

[CP] - Why do I have to take him somewhere!?

[TLOT] Because I don't need you hovering over me any more then I need him crying from the smell!

[CP] - Fine!- He grabs Steve and actually teleports them near his home, so he can check and see where Lie is and what sort of mood she's in

[Steve] Is released and thumps a few inches to the ground. - Oof! Damn stiff boots...

[CP] Sends out his senses and feel Lie in the lava tub- Well at least she won't be moving from there...

[Steve] Oh? Is she in bed with Blake, Hope and the vulpixes?

[CP] - Nope, naked in the lava tub. Even with her emotions running haywire, she won't run around naked, plus hardened lava makes it a bit harder to move

[Steve] You guys should keep some potions around for that, it makes that stuff slip right off.

[CP] - Nope, I prefer to take it off myself. Besides, I suspect she'll be in there a lot with how cold she's been lately

[Steve] The kiddo wants the heat, doesn't she? Geeze... you'd think she's part nether dragon.

[CP] - Well I run pretty hot myself...

[Steve] Yeah, I know. -stretches- TLOT is the same way. It's pretty comforting. Especially if you've been working and your muscles hurt.

[CP] Just shrugs-

[Steve] So... uh... hows Stevie handling his glitch? -There's a question here he's afraid to ask anyone-

[CP] - Well so far he hasn't turned his house into a glacier- His psychic abilities are wandering a little

[Steve] Do uh....? - He scuffs a foot in the grass a little - Do you think the glitch might get worse over time...?

[CP] - Maybe a little, it took a bit of time for mine to stabilize

[Steve] Did you do anything special to... fix it at a certain level...?

[CP] - Nope, I let it settle itself out, was too painful to do otherwise

[Steve] Pales a little- Painful? What...? Like trying to fight or hold it was hurtful?

[CP] Thinks for a moment- Trying to stop it I believe, it was so long ago that I don't really recall

[Steve] How would you even stop it...?

[CP] - I don't think you can

[Steve] Is staring off into space unhappily- Oh...

[CP] - TLOT should be done by now, let's go

[Steve] Yeah.. okay... - He's checking- Give him another few minutes, he's fumigating the room.

[CP] Groans in annoyance-

[Steve] Awkward silence. -

[CP] Waits for the time to pass before grabbing Steve and teleporting him back-

[TLOT] Has already cleared the room and put the cheese in a trunk- Here, take this weird plant too. - Holding out the failure plant- Lie might be able to do something with it, but I hate the way it smells. Yaunfen made it accidentally.

[CP] - Fine- Takes everything and then teleports back to his house

[Licht] Sighs as she gets into her cruiser, having just been called to a burglary-

[EAlex] Makes a thoughtful noise as the phone is placed against the passenger seat- Your GPS is all over the map... what on the seed are you doing?

[Licht] - My job. Currently I'm heading someplace that was broken into, burglarized

[EAlex] Burglarized? Was is that?

[Licht] - It means somebody forcefully entered the domain of somebody else and stole things

[EAlex] There's a sharp intake of breath and she's quiet for a moment. - That explains your harshness then... You hunt griefers...

[Licht] - I... Suppose so? I hunt criminals technically

[EAlex] There will always be rules and people who break them... But there will also be those who are hunted because they look like troublemakers, even if they aren't.

[Licht] - Here you cannot be persecuted just by how you look, at least not legally

[EAlex] I remain skeptical of that.

[Licht] Pulls up to a house and plugs a set of headphones into her phone so she can still hear EAlex as she goes into the house to look at the crime scene-

[EAlex] Is using the camera lenses on the phone to look around - So much detail, and people... with weapons..? - She shrinks uncomfortably back into the deeper guts of the phones small hard drive.

[Licht] - Nobody is going to use a weapon here. We carry them for protection and only use them as a last resort. In fact your more likely to be hit by the taze gun than the real one

[EAlex] Still... humans use weapons rather freely. Especially the younger ones. A child with a simple iron sword can cause a lot of pain. And I do not know what this taze you speak of is.

[Licht] - It's a device that delivers a non lethal dose of electricity to stun people

[EAlex] Sounds like something a NOTCH would use, to force compliance when someone disagrees with them...

[Licht] - We use it when somebody is being threatening towards us. Most people are compliant and understand that they did something wrong. And what would Markus have to do with anything?

[EAlex] So says one with power to one without; I'll only hurt you if I have too... And NOTCHs are evil. They rule with iron fists and crush unbelievers.

[Licht] - There's only one

[EAlex] I wish... many wear the mantle of NOTCH, and many use it to spread fear.

[Licht] - So somebody pretending to be Mr. Perrson?

[EAlex] You don't understand...

[Licht] Looks up as another officer approaches-

[Offcer] - Licht, busy morning?

[Licht] - Yeah, you?

[Officer] - Just a few traffic tickets

[EAlex] Is quiet but uses the camera to examine the person she's talking too, she's nervous being around such a huge human and the phone shakes slightly in Licht's hand.

[Licht] Is just talking business and being briefed on what had been stolen-

[Officer] - So yeah, if you want to go start checking some pawn shops...

[Licht] - Why the rush to get me out?

[Officer] - Face it, your tenacity is why you get stuff done, so the sooner we get you on this, the sooner it might be solved

[Licht] - Fine fine

[EAlex] Like an angry wolf...

[Licht] Starts heading back towards her car- Well, guess it's time for some leg work...

[EAlex] Why did you light the summoner? It seems you have no time for any world besides this one.

[Licht] Huffs a little- The game itself was given to me as a clue to what Markus was doing. When I got in there, there was a chest with a book with instructions on how to build the summoner, so I built it

[EAlex] Then you have no idea what you called for... and what you recieved is even more terrible.

[Licht] - What do you mean?

[EAlex] The summoner isn't a toy, and the thing that answered it's call is not... normal...

[Licht] - So? It's not like it effects me

-There's a bit of a pressure change in the air and Licht feels suddenly short of breath, it's a distinct pain around her throat that's sharp and gone as quickly as it arrived. The phone lets out a burst of white noise and EAlex calls out in alarm as the small device starts downloading something in the background.

[Licht] Quickly pulls over and curses a little in Swedish- Wha... What?

[EAlex] Is visible on her screen stomping against the wallpaper in obvious distress.

[Licht] - What was that?

-There's a small pop and an icon for Minecraft pocket edition is visible long enough for EAlex to let out a small cry of alarm. She stomps on the wallpaper and makes the icons wiggle before slapping at the X to delete it frantically. -

[Licht] - What are you doing?

[EAlex] Falls over and lays flat on the surface of the wallpaper like she's making a snow angel and breathing hard- Saving our pixels!

[Licht] - What did you do?

[EAlex] Don't talk bad about... him... He'll take it out on us both. But he needs a copy of the game to get at me more easily on your phone.

[Licht] - You mean the Herobrine on the computer?

[EAlex] YES. The one who took my spawn!

[Licht] Makes a frustrated noise- You're just some random ai, not even real, why do you try to act like it!

[EAlex] I'm not an AI! I'm a glitch!

[Licht] - Whatever! Either way! You're just programs!

[EAlex] No we're not. - She sits up and gets closer to the screen by standing on an icon- Just because I'm not made of meat and water like you, doesn't mean I'm not real.

[Licht] - You are a program!

[EAlex] I am not! I have a soul! -waves her hands in frustration- What can I do to prove it?!?

[Licht] - There's nothing to prove!

[EAlex] So I am sentenced to be a non-person by someone who claims to uphold justice?

[Licht] - You. Are. A. Program! One I could easily throw away!

[EAlex] Shakes with fear- You're a player just as evil as a NOTCH, one who would kill for no reason.

[Licht] - I do not kill!

[EAlex] If you delete me, I will die.

[Licht] - You technically don't actually exist! You were made, AS A PROGRAM!

[EAlex] I WAS NOT MADE. The world gave me a place to gain a body! But I existed as a spirit before!

[Licht] - Yeah right- She pulls up in front of the first pawn shop- Just shut up and let me do my damn job

[EAlex] very quietly- I think you're the one with no soul.

[Licht] Goes about her job for the rest of the day in a somewhat foul mood, deciding to end her day at a bar-

[EAlex] Has rearranged Licht's icons and is now browsing the internet in an equally unhappy mood. Her activity is visible on the screen and the battery is running a bit low. -

[Licht] Grumbles and pulls a charger out of her bag and plugs it and the phone into the wall as she waits for her drink-

[EAlex] Takes a measure of electricity for herself and tries to order her thoughts. The phone is flat and she can't see anything but the ceiling.

[Licht] Receives a decently strong drink and starts downing it-

[EAlex] Resigned and quiet- Could you at least prop the phone up? I don't think that's too much for non-person to ask.

[Licht] - Why?

[EAlex] So I can see.

[Licht] - There's nothing to see

[EAlex] Then I'll just stare at the ceiling. - She sits down with a huff. - And me without even a Steve or an Alex to bother...

[Licht] - Oh fine!- She tilts the phone up so EAlex can see

[EAlex] Notices her drink. - Can you spare 17 Krona?

[Licht] - Why?

[EAlex] Because... I'm hungry and I have an idea.

[Licht] - No, you don't need it, nor do I think you need food

[EAlex] I could be mean and just take it, but I chose to ask.

[Licht] - And I could let my phone use neither data or wi-fi

[EAlex] -Theres a quiet but very distinct rumble from the earbuds, it's unmistakably the sound of an empty stomach.

[Licht] - Nice try- She asks for another drink, having finished hers

[EAlex] Picks around on her wallpaper and looks up pleadingly, her eyes are a bit dimmer then they were when she entered the phone and the distance from her game is wearing on her a bit.

[Licht] - Humor me for a minute- If you were to get some food, how would you expect them to shove it into the phone?

[EAlex] Weakly and a bit resigned- I know an app game I can take some from, it's not expensive.

[Licht] - Fine, do whatever

[EAlex] Vanishes with a soft voomp. The phone warms as it downloads a small app and a new icon pops up. There's a sound like someone desperately eating something messy-

[Licht] Just starts working on her second drink before glancing at the screen-

-The icon is Fruit Ninja-

[EAlex] Reappears with half a watermelon and a bit more glow, she's still eating but more slowly now. - ........ thank you.

[Licht] - Whatever

[EAlex] I guess I should be grateful for anything. It's not a bad game either, and I could unlock all the swords if you wanted...

[Licht] - I'd never play it

[EAlex] Of course.

[Licht] - You know what, I'm going to give you ten minutes...

[EAlex] Ten minutes to what? Beg for my life some more?

[Licht] - To convince me that you are what you say you are, a being with a soul

[EAlex] Her eyes go wide - H-how? What would you even accept as proof?

[Licht] - That's for you to figure out

[EAlex] Spreads her arms- I am a finite creature with a mind and feelings. How is that different from you? Perhaps I should ask what you could say to prove to me that you aren't a demon with no soul yourself.

[Licht] - Simple, I'm human, I am made from flesh

[EAlex] Bristles as she speed reads a few articles from the web - Flesh is atomic particles and waves and mostly empty space. You're made out of electricity same as me.

[Licht] - I am more than electricity

[EAlex] I can show you the science. Written by your own people... Give me another test.

[Licht] - You haven't convinced me yet, you haven't proven anything to me yet

[EAlex] Then tell me what can a human do that a program can not?

[Licht] - We can create legitimate life, plus there is consequence when we take it

[EAlex] If I killed too many players I would be deleted. Is that not a consequence? And too my chagrin, I have the female parts to make a child. But even if I wanted one, I would need a mate.

[Licht] - Still not convinced little program

[EAlex] Grimaces- can a program feel pain?

[Licht] - They can be programed to believe so

[EAlex] Can a human tell the difference between real pain and someone programmed to simulate it?

[Licht] - Most of the time? Yes when looking at context

[EAlex] Gives her a grim look- Fine. - She vanishes back into the small icon and comes back out with a plain sword from the game. She grits her teeth and slashes her left arm with the blade before dropping it with the shock of the pain. She can't hold back the wail of agony that escapes her lips as she bleeds copiously on the backround wallpaper and sinks to her knees with tears streaming down her face.

[Licht] - Context, you are a program, it doesn't really effect you. You are made of nothing but data

[EAlex] Is cradling her arm in agony and making a rather large pool of blood. It hurts too much to muster more then a choked response. It's the merest gulp of air and labored breathing echoing in the earpiece.

[Licht] - Nice try, but I'm not convinced

[EAlex] Must I... die to plead my case...?

[Licht] - It's not as if you'll actually die

[EAlex] Then I cannot convince you, without destroying myself... Then my small existence is doomed...

[Licht] - Then just accept it, you are nothing more than a program

[EAlex] Stronger with sudden fury - I AM NOT A PROGRAM.

[Licht] - You have yet to convince me otherwise

[EAlex] Is near passed out from the blood loss and pain, her head is spinning, she didn't realize how weak she'd be away from her game with an injury to boot. - You are a monster... without pity...

[Licht] - If you're done being insulting, I have some work to do- She digs through her bag and pulls out a folder containing some of the information she has on Markus

[EAlex] Passes out from the pain, and lays there very still on her wallpaper in a pool of bright crimson blood.

-The phone shakes a little and the pocket edition Minecraft reloads itself again. There's a rather creepy laugh in her earbuds-

[Licht] Twitches a little-

[???] Awww... did the weakling hurt herself?

[Licht] - Not sure how a program can actually hurt itself

[???] Just because you don't know how something works, doesn't mean it's impossible. Why was she playing with a blade?

[Licht] - Trying to prove she was real

[???] Laughs- She's too weak to prove anything to you. Perhaps I should take a turn..?

[Licht] - What are you talking about?

[???] Ignores her question- How about I show you something really good....

[Licht] - Only if it helps me solve this case

[???] Hmmm... It might.... And it might entertain me for a moment as well...

-There's a sudden shift in the atmosphere, as if she stepped sideways out of reality, the people around her slow and freeze in place but there's still a rather schizophrenc chorus of whispers all around her. -

[Licht] - Wha... What's happening?

[???] Just a bit of fun.... - The air goes dark and foggy until her vison is blotted out entirely and she feels large hands wrapping around her windpipe and squeezing just enough to make it hard to breathe.

[Licht] Tenses and squirms a little-

[???] Opens white eyes that fill her field of vision and half-blind her. His breath is hot against her face - Do you believe now?

[Licht] - What are you doing!?

[???] Leaving a few marks.

[Licht] - Marks?

[???] Squeezes a little tighter, the skin already purpling under his grip-

[Licht] - S... Stop it

[???] Or what?

[Licht] - Just... Stop...

[???] Are you trying to goad me into killing you so soon?

[Licht] - You kill me and you'll find no way to Markus

[???] Markus isn't my prey my sweet, but good try.

[Licht] - Then what is?- She's starting to get woozy

[???] All in good time. - He notices her slipping and puts her down roughly- Can't have you dying on me just yet.... - The whispering goes up in volume and the color and motion resume around her. Her reflection is visible in the bar mirror and there are already angry purple and red bruises in the shape of hands forming around her throat.

[Licht] Quickly motions that she's like to pay and grabs her phone, her hands shaking a little

[EAlex] Slowly coming around with a pained groan...

[Licht] Pays and hurries outside-

[EAlex] Is bumped around a little and opens her eyes - You are... fleeing? OH!

[Licht] Scowls as she opens her car door and tosses the phone onto the passenger seat-

[EAlex] Drags herself to the fresh icon and sets everything wobbling before deleting it- You... you are injured?

[Licht] - I... I don't understand...

[EAlex] What is there to understand? You seem so certain we are just programs that feel nothing.

[Licht] - That... That doesn't explain how he was able to...

[EAlex] Now do you believe me?

[Licht] - I... Maybe...

[EAlex] Then at least my suffering isn't in vain...

[Licht] Starts up the car and begins heading home-

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blueboxdrifter · 7 years ago

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So the end has come...

Rebels is over, and I am so glad to have been a part of this fandom during its run. I always will be a part of the fandom, but, you know, it’s less fun when you discover something great after it’s already done and everyone has already plotted all their theories and gushed with other fans about upcoming episodes, and wailed in dispair during hiatuses, and written one-off fan fics after each episode, and fawned over our favorite ships for many a year. So here we are at the end! And we’ve been through it all together. And I do hope we continue talking about the series and keep the fandom alive for years to come. I mean, that cliffhanger of an ending will keep us tied up in speculations and fan fictions for at least a couple years, right?

So I finally watched the finale, after staying home with some kind of evil virus all day (honestly, it’s almost spring. Can we stop with the random horrible sicknesses already?!), and lemme tell you, I was clawing at the air and yelling “WAIT WHATTT?!?!!!!” for most of it. As soon as it finished I shot out of my seat and started pacing, whilst my brain whirred. I have so many questions!!! Also I CAN NOT believe Filoni is gonna just leave us with that ending. We’d better get a full length film following Ahsoka and Sabine in their mission to find Ezra, or a grown Jacen learning about his past and training with Ezra or something. Or at the very least a novel. Just give us something! 😭

Thoughts about the finale:

I am SOOOO glad Ryder wasn’t a traitor. I didn’t think he would actually betray them, but for a second there I had my doubts.

When Sabine asks Ezra what the deal is with him and the wolves, and he can’t really explain the connection. Is it his unique Force connection with animals/ living beings, OR is it because the wolves represent Kanan as a spirit guide and therefore his connection with Kanan?

Pryce: Don’t let it eat me!!! Me: Nah... eat the bitch. She deserves it.

Palpatine wasn’t *actually* offering Ezra a chance to be with his parents. That was an obvious trap, right? It probably wasn’t even a portal to the past. Probably a portal to something else entirely that he was after. The emperor’s a mean little bitch, toying with Ezra like that. My poor baby! He’s already lost his parents once (and his mentor/ master/ father figure) he shouldn’t have to deal with losing them again.

Thrawn is an evil sonovabitch. Nothing new there. Holy hell, that man is ruthless. Like “Oh, you wanna fight? Okay, I’ll blow up your whole city. No problem.”

Did nobody find Kanan’s lightsaber?! I thought they’d at least want that back.

When Zeb sees how dire the situation is and takes it into his own hands “I’ll do it” and Kallus screams after him “Zeb, NO!” Honestly cackling to myself just a little bit. The WRITERS are shipping them too?! Kalluzeb is an actual thing now. I am weak. This is too good.

Zeb watching as Rukh fries and tells Thrawn “Uh, he’ll have to call you back.” At which point Rukh stops screaming “Oh, never mind.” Holy shit, Zeb! BRUTAL!

I know we didn’t get a chance to really get attached to Gregor, but it still really stung when he died. Please let Wolfe and Rex live out the rest of their lives in relative peace. They’ve lost too many brothers and friends.

The purrgil are back!!! Beautiful space whales fucking up the Empires shit!!!

I’m skeptical about Ezra surviving that hyperspace jump. Also the parallel between that scene and Kanan’s last moment was hard to ignore. But honestly, unless they jump conveniently into some kind of atmosphere or if somebody saves his ass by pulling him through a portal like he did for Ahsoka, they probably ended up in some random part of space, and, ya know, suffocated and froze. Crossing my fingers for the somebody saving him option tho. I don’t want anyone else to die!

WHAT WAS HERA REALLY GOING TO TELL KANAN?!?!!!! I found it very difficult to believe that she had never told him that she loved him before. I mean, it was SO obvious the way they were with each other that they were in love and had been for some time. So... I can only guess that it was about her pregnancy. Holy shit! And when did THAT happen?! And in retrospect, this must have been the elephant in the room that both of them were dancing around. The sort of change in atmosphere in their relationship since the start of season 4. They were all just little things that he said/did (“what kind of life do you want to live?”, rescuing the kalikori to carry on the family tradition, “I have something to tell you”, etc), but I’m pretty sure Kanan already knew. Little lettuce-head baby Jacen!!! Omg! I’m weeping! Protect him at all costs!

Okay so now we know our head canons about Rex being at the battle of Endor are confirmed. But Hera as well? What was she? Frickin ginormously pregnant with Jacen and still fighting?! I can only imagine the argument with Mon Motha where she stubbornly refuses to be left behind no matter what. That woman is a force of nature.

Ahsoka and Sabine team up! YASSSS!!!! My queens off to wreak some havoc and find their Bridger boy! Please let’s us have some kind of material featuring this dynamic duo. An audio adventure? A comic? A novel? A mini spin off series? A FILM?!!! Gimme somethin! Also Sabine’s new hair is much closer to what mine is currently. Cosplay opportunity! YASS!

Still thought they were joking about the Kalluzeb thing? Lookout, bitch! Zeb brought Kallus home to meet the family! Oh shit!

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brilliantyears · 7 years ago

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wolf 359 finale

No liveblogging because I wanted to avoid all spoilers at all costs but here goes livetyping (then posting everything in one go) OOOOOMG.

Needless to say: spoilers! (I'm also tagging this post of course)

- HOLY SHIT HERE WE GO - wow sad Pryce backstory - ok this was the creepiest 'Hello little girl' ever, Cutter stahp. But okay Pryce isn't quite as old as Cutter, that's interesting. - "KEPLER WHY ARE YOU ON MY SHIP" lmfaoooo - how badly I just want them to leave NOW, to hell with everything, but alas 2 hours left lmao kill me - "Eiffel will this work" Eiffel is the expert "It will work" oh crap - Jacobi is in pain NO - is Kepler saying thank you - "I'm concerned" "OH YOU'RE CONCERNED" - no Kepler stop the weak excuses omg "I played the game" shut up "bigger p-" NO - yessssss Jacobi you're calling it - what is Lovelace doing what is she eating omg haha - wtf that fridge, freezer, drinks cabinet, because of course lmfao - every time they mention "back on earth" and "home" I mean almost two hours left to this episode we're all screwed aren't we - "do let it hit you on the way out" Jacobi I love you - species but WHICH one - everyone sounds really damn happy about Minkowski's decision? - "Jacobi don't" ok tiny feels - KEPLER TAKE THE RIGHT SIDE - RACHEL TAKE THE RIGHT SIDE - OH they don't fuck - JACOBI SPEECH OMG I LOVE YOU you are the best ;0; - but what is the evil plannnnnn - KEPLER NO oh god "don't do this colonel" BIG FEELS "thank you Daniel and goodbye" HUGE FEELS - I'm dead - Maxwell - flashback?! - MAXWELL - huge, crushing, feels - "Have you gotten the whiskey speech yet?" LMFAO - Kepler you big ass - Cutter omg - TRACKER AND TRANSMITTER ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME HANDS OFF MY BBY - Eiffel's log... T_T - ok here are my tears, at last - Eiffel and Minkowski laughing over musical I love it - but one day more ok end my suffering now - Zach making Eiffel do a terrible Hilbert imitation is.. Zach, you are perfect, never change - OMG MINKOWSKI OMG EIFFEL SCREAMING OMG MORE TEARS HOLY S HIT - this can't be the last we hear of Eiffel right? right? nah - "Mr Jacobi's tracker" one thing I never want to hear again - did Kepler really use "Eiffel" and "enemy forces" in one sentence, like, have you MET Eiffel - "I'm so sick of this happening" oh whoops of course because he's torpedoed into space alone AGAIN - "wait a minute where is Eiffel" AGAIN - a wolf 359 unique trope - Hera's "chance to say goodbye" T_T - "so: reckless, dangerous and practically guaranteed to fail?" - "not in a million years" - just a random moment to say so far this episode is VERY GOOD and I'm not dead yet?? - Cutter plays the piano because of course - "Do... read a book some time" MIRANDA - so brave new world = The Tempest, after all - device what device - "Oohhh fun!" that was v creepy, Cutter - and after all that's happened Eiffel says Minkowski's name right - hahahahha EIFFEL WHAT this is terrible - Eiffel have you not being paying any attention - Jacobi lmfao "you're gonna ruin everything" - "VIC" - "she basically invented the paranoia on this station" lmao - "AWW YOUR LITTLE FACE" Jacobi you perfect asshole I love you - JACOBI ARE YOU OK OMG - STOP HURTING JACOBI JFC - JACOBI DON'T GET KILLED - PLEASE I BEG YOU - Minkowski and Lovelace scheming together is in my top 3 of favourite things in the universe - "there are way too many ghosts in this place" feels - Hilbertttttt omg everyone is in this episode????? - Lovelace sass - Hilbert/Selberg groan - "I am never going to be rid of you am I" IF ONLY YOU KNEW - EIFFEL FFS YOU SHOULD HAVE PAID ATTENTION - I BELIEVE IN YOU - "I can't do this, not on my own" "That I'm not smart enough, that I'm not military enough, that I'm not YOU enough" "Let it go, let it all go" RIGHT IN THE HEART - GOOD JOB EIFFEL - what a terrible way to confirm identity btw just saying, "here's my password for everyone to hear because I have to say it out loud!" jfc - "a very witching hour" did you really - DEVICE WHAT DEVICE - WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO - 2 MINUTES NO WHAT STOP - haha wow Cutter talking to the Dear Listeners oh man - what happened last time OH RIGHT Kepler lost a hand - good luck Cutter lmfao - virus because of course - decima???? but but wait? or is it? but Eiffel survived that? - it IS DECIMA but wait what - OH HOLY FUCK THE DESTRUCTION OF THE HUMAN RACE - "SO IF YOU STILL WANT TO LEARN SOMETHING FROM US" - ALL OF THIS SHIT OVER MUSIC?! GODDAMN MUSIC????!!!SOFJ;LASFKJL;SAF - oooooooooohhhhhhhhhh it's blue - "Nice to meet you, Bob!" HAHAHAHAHA THIS IS TERRIBLE - also Cutter you are disgusting - I could use some Bob-sass right now - "Remarkable and cold" that's just Pryce & Carter honestly - ah yes the sass there it is - which technology do they want - THE ABILITY TO WHAT OH FUCK OF COURSE - "Bobby baby no" CUTTER OMG STOP - "We - like - humans" "new" "better" "randomness out of the equation" "self-guided evolution" Idk what to say - acceptable?! - STOP SAYING "BOB" IT'S KILLING ME - Douglas Eiffel "the appropriate mental structure" AHAHAHSFLKDJSA;FASJ;LFKJSAFLKASFJASJAS FSOHHSFHSFHSADF - OH THIS IS THE MOST UNCOMFORTABLE EVER - HAHAHASLFKJ;SAFJ;LASF I CAN'T I'M DEAD - HOLY MOLY CUTTER THAT WAS HOLY SHIT NO THAT WAS TERRIFYING DON'T DO THAT AGAIN - Eiffel no - EIFFEL NO - EIIIIFFFFFFFFEL NOOOOOOO - EIFFEL. NO. NO. - stop. saying. Bob. Eiffel why did you have to call him Bob goddammit - Eiffel no - "Tell me I didn't kill anyone we like" Eiffel is channeling all of us - "let's make sure at least someone makes it through this" all of you plz minus Pryce and Carter and Rachel because yeah - Minkowski no - I don't know what you're going to do but no - Lovelace yes - "Let's go get our idiot back" ily Isabel - STOP HURTING JACOBI - PLEASE - I'M SO SCARED FOR MY BBY - "your funeral" shut up - ok Zach talking to Zach just perfect this is what I'm going to miss when it's all over tbh - "YOU KILLED BOB ARE YOU CRAZY" - "I JUST HATE LOOSE ENDS" well I HATE YOU - "the Pryce is not right" haha oh crap - Harry Potter books one through four "oh that's nice" YES WHAT THE HELL PRYCE - "So that's who Dumbledore is" DO READ A BOOK SOME TIME, MIRANDA - HERA how though - complicated, yes I'd say so - Cutter step away - "streamline" lmfao "me?!" haha "can't of course catch bullets" ENHANCEMENTS no "rude" dammit - JACOBI BE OKAY PLEASE - ok I am now 100% sure who my favourite terrible character is hi Jacobi PLEASE BE OKAY - JACOBI YES - Pryce vs Hera, this is terrifying - "You don't look like me" "I spent my entire life trying to NOT be you" "Adorable but futile" holy crap - stop calling her 214 you creeper - careful with Eiffel kids - the first two Queen albums and all things Star Wars prequels "I think I might be okay with that last one actually" hahahahahahahaHA - "bye bye Mr Bob" I think you're making a mistake Rachel - Kepler shut up no one cares about you (I do but NO ONE ON THE HEPHAESTUS) - "don't go soft on me Warren" oh Rachel - "we have to tell Mr Cutter" "do we?" listen to Warren - KEPLER YES - KEPLER YESSSSSS - KEPLERRRRRRR YESSSSSSSSSSSS - (oh no Rachel but) - KEPLER YES - YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS - KEPLER OH NO - NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO - NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO - NO NO NO NO NO - SOMEONE STOP HER - of course he was the one to go - fuck T_T FUCK - FUCKKK T____________T - it was oddly nice to hear he had his whiskey with him - oh god I'm worried about Jacobi what will he feel - Cutter - JACOBIIIIIIIIIII - NO NO NO NO NO NO NO - JACOBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII - NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO - my heart - MY HEART MY POOR HEART - he went out with a bang - MY HEART T_T - Minlace vs Cutter oh my god - NO NO NO NO - JEZUS FUCKING CHRIST YOU ALL LIKE TO WATCH US SUFFER DON'T YOU - MINKOWSKI NOOOOO - so everyone dies? are we going to ignore the existence of this episode? are we? yes? yes. - STOP HURTING EIFFEL YOU GIGANTIC BITCH - STOP TOUCHING HIS MEMORIES - this is going to be a farewell?! - DON'T DO THE FAREWELL SPEECH THING - PLEASE DON'T - Cutter shut up - Minkowski are you ok - HOLY SHIT MINKOWSKI GO GO GO - "I actually felt that one" GOOD - YES LOVELACE SHOOT HIM - "neat" shUT UP - HOLY MOLY LOVELACE YES - groaning Cutter - HARPOON A FUCKING HARPOON THAT IS BRILLIANT - "that is not how this is supposed to end" BYE BITCH - Minkowski T_T - Lovelace T_T - go get Eiffel - there is no way anyone is going to make it out alive ok I'm trying to make peace with this - out of all the terrible people Pryce is still there why - "goodbye doctor Pryce" Hera you are scary what are you doing - everyone is going to die - "thanks for all the fish before I don't understand that reference" omg - NO YOU IDIOT PRYCE IS RIGHT BUT - IT'S THE ONLY THING TO DO BUT - OH MY GOD NO - eiFFEL - what a pleasure to hear Pryce so angry for a moment - bye bitch - Eiffel :( - oh god he gets to say goodbye - OH GOD HE GETS TO SAY GOODBYE I'M CRYING - CRYING - NO NO NO NO NO - NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO WHY ARE THEY HURTING US SO POOR HERA - "he's gone" - oh no this flashback please stop we're already broken. you're kicking someone who's already down stop it - "Minkovski" "Minkowski" "Minkovski" "Minekowski" oh no :'(((( - cigarettes ffs all the feelings "I'll think of something" omg - oh no I'm crying so hard oh no - "starrrr- what?" NO - Lovelace - end our suffering - end all our sufferings - Hera no - why do you hate us so - Minkowski is basically all alone now - WHY DO YOU HATE US SO - WE HAVE FEELINGS TOO - "Renée, Renée?!" - WHAT IS HAPPENING - WHAT WHAT WHAT IS HAPPENING - OMG - LOVELACE. MINKOWSKI. - IS THIS HAPPENING - IS ANYONE ELSE ALIVE?! - HERA. EIFFEL?! - JACOBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII - "JACOBI MY PERSONAL LORD AND SAVIOUR THANK GOD YOU GOT US OUT OF THAT DEATH TRAP" OMGGGGG - OMG OMGSODFKJ;SAF JOMG OGM OGM OMG OMGOMG OMGOMGOM G OMG THANK YOU UNIVERSE - JACOBI IS ALIVE - "Jacobi, what about Kepler?" I love that you asked :( - "No." "I'm sorry." "It's alright." oh god you really did love him?! You really did?! And everyone knew. I can't interpret this any other way, I just can't - Eiffel EIFFEL this is brilliant the logs oh god this is brilliant I love it yeah you were a jerk but we love you so much Eiffel - BY THE WAY Jacobi is alive JACOBI IS ALIVE - "Am I still that same person?" oh man are they doing what I think they're doing? Super duper Eiffel not-a-jerk-redemption-arc?? - MY FAVES ARE ALIVE I'M JUST SAYING - Oh my god PRYCE IS ALIVE?! - ahahhaskfljas;f ahahahahahaha *spirals into insanity* - Pryce. Hera. Holy crap. I... I don't know what I expected but this is beautiful?? I can't believe this is happening? This is so good? I love it? - Jacobi is alive I can't believe I get to hear him talk still I am so happy I can die peacefully - if it doesn't hold I'll scream, I'm just saying - "TELL ME YOU DIDN'T DO ALL THIS JUST TO WIN A BET" OF COURSE HE DID HAHAHAHAHA IT'S JACOBI i'm dead - no glitches! you deserve it bby! - we are talking about "back on earth", I'm so happy - thank you universe - find husband, take apart Goddard Futuristics, Disney Land, vacations, I love this thank you - "see you on the other side" I'd be happy if you never say terrifying things like that ever again thanks - "Hera, you ready to go home?" "What about you mister?" I love you all - I love you all so much thank you for staying alive I love you - Eiffel ;0; - "Spending time with you two was one of the best things I ever did" aw - this doesn't sound good - please be ok, you're ok right? yes yes you are I choose to believe you are okay thanks - you're fine I love you all thank you I'm so happy I'm also crying but I'm happy - the final credits are the worst I'm crying I love you all thank you for my life

#wolf 359 spoilers #w359 spoilers #spoilers #wolf 359 #podcast #wolf 359 finale

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sentinelstand · 7 years ago

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Okay.... so now that I've had sometime to recover and think (and write ngl) I have some thoughts. This is veryyyyyy long because I basically take it apart character by character so sorry about that.

- I love how Ezra's story in particular ended. There's a couple of nuances to this:

1. I love how they showcased him finally letting go of his parents and moving past the grief of his childhood. I'm glad he got to hear that they loved him one more time too.

2. I love his physical ending - his final lesson from Kanan being that sometimes in order to do the right thing that you have to do the thing that you necessarily don't want to do (in Kanan's case; die, and in Ezra's: leave his new family behind).

3. I'm glad that Ezra was the one to take down Thrawn. While Thrawn will always be Hera's villain, I do believe that he was the type who only someone of Ezra's strength would have been able to defeat. (On a side note, I'm glad that they didn't underestimate Thrawn's power as a villain but that they didn't overestimate him either by making him undefeatable - they struck the perfect balance between the two).

4. I'm delighted that Ezra's talent with connection helped so much here. It really highlighted what makes Ezra great as a Jedi - his ability to be empathetic and understanding - which helped to pay off in the long run as all of his allies (both animal and sentient) came to help him willingly.

5. More importantly, I'm glad that Ezra took the time to think his plan completely through. He had backups in place in case things went wrong which just serves to highlight just how much he has grown even in a season. He did improvise (with his parents), but he recognised the importance of careful planning here and took all the steps to inform the right people about the paths he was covering and ensure the safety of his friends, his family, and his planet.

6. The purgill. Enough said.

- I'm really happy with the development of Hera's story and journey, and all the little hints we got as to the progression of her future.

1. I'm delighted that the whole "I love you" Kanera thing has been cleared up. I do believe that it now meant to be taken as Hera beginning her whole "I'm pregnant" spiel that Kanan had obviously been waiting for some time but that they got interrupted by everything else. (On that note, Jacen was probably conceived between episodes 4 and 5 or episodes 5 and 6) (also, while it might not have been the creator's intentions for the scene to be interpreted as a pregnancy confession or even as Kanan already knowing, that's the way I'm going to take it because I feel it suits their pairing better and does them far more justice than what they actually got.)

2. I'm glad to see Hera let Ezra (and ultimately Sabine) take the lead on this mission because it highlights a lesson that Hera had been learning all mission (and a lesson Kanan had been trying to teach her) - the kids are grown up now, they're clever and they're smart and they'll be okay if you trust them to do this.

3. I am so sorry Hera by the injustice you were done by your child. That boy looks like a creepy elf - I am so sorry.

4. I have seen some people wonder about her wearing makeup which I genuinely think is just to show that Hera is truly free post-Endor.

- SABINE!!!!!

1. Sabine letting Ezra go because she knew that it was the right thing to do was very hard-hitting because it just showcases the amount of trust that exists between them now and them then.

2. Sabine taking care of Lothal for Ezra made me very happy.

3. Her painting made me cry like a little bitch.

4. Her hair!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

5. I had a feeling either Sabine or Hera would narrate the ending (either we were getting the ghost crew story being told to a child (I had begun to suspect Hera was pregnant when she touched her stomah when overhearing Ezra talk about the family) or Sabine would paint the picture for us as the artist) and I was so happy when they went with Sabine because she was the first one to describe them as a family all the way back in Spark of Rebellion so I'm glad it was her who closed the space family's story.

6. Ahsoka and Sabine going off to find Ezra made me weak ngl

- Zeb probably had more character development this last episode than he did in the entire of last season:

1. The whole jumping and attacking Rukh was A++++ Zeb content

2. I am slightly disappointed by the end of Zeb's story, mainly because while I think that the Kallus redemption arc was handled very well, this is still the man who murdered so many of Zeb's people but idk maybe that's just me.

3. Zeb and Melch omg

4. Zeb being a good older brother!!!!!! A+++++

5. I thought Zeb was dead when he was fighting Rukh on the electricity thingy; the amount I relief I felt when he survived was immense.

6. Zeb talking to Thrawn askfhjadhfladhfkhadf

- I love Chopper

1. He ultimately knowing about Ezra's plan all along made me so sad because he is such a loyal little droid

2. His little complaint to Sabine after he rebooted was so in character

3. Tricking the stormtrooper by pretending to fall had me in stitches

4. This season has really solidified Chopper as my fave droid of all time because while he is 99% murderbot he is also 1% loves his family

- Kanan:

1. I'm devastated that Kanan's lightsaber didn't get seen again but I'm sure it's intentional. If there's anything we've learnt from the past season is that nothing in Rebels is unintentional.

2. The thought that Kanan may have died knowing that the love of his life was pregnant with his child kills me.

3. I am disappointed by the lack of mentions of him but I suppose that the three previous episodes made up for it.

4. Was Thrawn meant to have Kanan's mask from Malachor? Like how did he know how that was relevant?

5. That child looks nothing like you soz m8

Other characters:

- The Clones!!!! In particular Gregor! There were so many references to TCW that it made my little heart sing. From the Wolfpack to Gregor's death moment - it was all so special to me. Also, Rex living past the Battle of Endor!!!!!

- The implication of Ahsoka returning when she did implies on some level that they both knew that Ezra would be going missing because of the whole "come find me thing" which makes me sad

- Is Jai dead? Mrs Sumar?

- Vizago and Hondo made me laugh

- I had gotten sick of the wolves so I'm glad that they weren't so involved in Family Reunion

- These episodes warmed me more to Kallus so I suppose that's good

Other thoughts:

- I kinda predicted that we would have a reunion between Ezra and his parents so I'm glad for it

- The character design for Jacen was so lazy I'm sorry. He could be anyone's child he literally looks nothing like either of them

- Does this mean that Thrawn and Ezra are on some crazy space adventure together or?????

- Also, I legit thought that Ezra was dead when Thrawn shot him I'm so glad it was on the shoulder

#swr spoilers #rebels spoilers #star wars rebels #star wars #rebels

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such-a-common-girl · 8 years ago

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Professor Winchester (Dean Winchester x Reader AU) Final Chapter

Professor Winchester Masterlist

Word Count: 4,260

Professor!Dean Winchester x Reader AU

Warnings: Language, mentions of alcohol, some sadness, fluff, and smut to end the series. ;)

“Only two more months,” She gives you a smile. “Then its summer, and you won’t ever have to see him again.”

All you have to do is make it through the end of the semester, and Dean Winchester will be out of your life for good.

TWO MONTHS LATER

“You have fifty-five minutes to complete this final,” Professor Crowley says as he paces up and down the front of the classroom, giving all of you an intimidating glance, which only makes you want to roll your eyes. He always loves to make himself look like a big bad wolf, but you (and several other students) know he’s a closeted softie.

“If you don’t complete the seventy-five questions within that time span, the highest grade you can get is a C. So I’d recommend not screwing up unless you want to be stuck with me again next semester. I’m always a joy.” He says with a smirk, and you have to hide your “bitch face”, as Nina calls it.

“But, without further adue… Begin.” He finishes with a wave of his hand, and you pick up your pencil to begin filling in the answers to your final test. You’ve studied and you have no doubts you’re going to pass. You need to pass, just for the sake of your sanity.

These past two months have been hell, and unlike your other two years in university, you were actually looking forward to finals this year. The closer to finals, the closer to getting the hell of out Dean’s class. Having to be around him twice a week, pretending like nothing happened between you two, pretending you don’t feel for him anymore, having to act like you aren’t affected at all by the fact that you broke up with the one guy who made you feel special and loved… It’s torture.

Plus, it doesn’t hurt to get out of Mr. “King of Drama and Sarcasm” Crowley’s class.

You don’t know why you’re acting like this about Dean. You broke up with him. You knew it would be awkward and uncomfortable after you ended your relationship (still being his student), so why are you feeling this way? Oh, right. Because you could have never guessed how unbearable it would be when you made your decision two months ago. Not because of the awkwardness (although that sucks just as much), but because of the realization that you actually really loved him. That’s what hurts the most. You loved Dean, and you still do. But you refuse to show your emotions to anyone about that- not even Nina, and especially not Dean. You made your decision long ago, and even though it’s hard, you still believe that you made the right one. “I cannot risk my future for a man.”

The only thing you can do now is wait. You take Dean’s final tomorrow, meaning you never have to see him again after that, and then you can go get shitfaced drunk at the bar that you and Nina have recently become fond of. It’s simple- a little vodka can cure anything, including a sad heart.

In reality, you know you’re only getting worse. After all that promising yourself that you would never be that girl who becomes a complete mess after a breakup, you feel like that’s exactly who you’ve become. You might not be showing it on the outside, but on the inside, it’s like a tornado came through and destroyed everything. To everyone else, you’re better than ever. You’ve become more social, your flirting game has improved (thanks to Nina and her insistence that you find a rebound to get over Dean), and your grades have remained impeccable. You’re like the image of the perfect college student, balancing everything out flawlessly. But in reality, you know that you’re just trying to find things to fill the void. The partying, the guys, the staying up late to study for a test that you couldn’t give less of a fuck about- you’re just trying to distract your mind. Because you fucking miss Dean, but you won’t let yourself do anything about it. “I cannot risk my future for a man.”

You shake your head, attempting to focus on the test in front of you. Your eyes widen when you realize that almost twenty minutes have passed by already and you’ve only answered ten questions, and you begin to speed through the test. Thank god that English is one of your best subjects and you studied for it, because if you hadn’t, you’d be screwed. You can’t have on your transcript that you failed an English course when you’re literally studying to become an English teacher.

Finishing with only two minutes to spare, you take a breath of relief as you walk up to the front and turn your paper in. Refusing to waste any more time in that classroom, you walk out as quickly as you possibly can. Five finals down, one more to go.

As you walk down the hallway to get to the campus parking lot, you see Dean, leaned against the wall and talking to his brother, Sam. You don’t know why Sam’s here, but seeing Dean immediately makes your stomach sink and your heart hurt. You always try your best to avoid seeing him whenever you’re not in class because of this reason. Seeing him hurt you. And by the way he looks at you, you know it hurts him, too. You hang your head low and try to walk past them quickly, but not before making eye contact with Sam for a split second. His eyes go wide before shaking his head and going back to his conversation with Dean, obviously not going to say anything to him.

“What just happened? You look like you just saw a freakin’ ghost, dude.” You can hear Dean say after you’ve walked past.

“Nah, nothing. Just saw someone who looks like Jess when we were in college, that’s all.” Sam responds, and you start to walk faster before you can hear the rest of their conversation.

‘One more day, Y/N. One more day.’

You spend the rest of the day at your apartment, taking advantage of the fact that Nina is still at school doing one of her last finals. Grabbing your package of Oreos and a Gatorade, you bring your mythology textbook into the living room on the couch, beginning to stuff your face while you cram in some last minute studying.

“So,” You say out loud to yourself, which always helps you study. “The three main gods are Zeus, Poisdeon, and Hades. Other gods include Hera, Athena, Aphrodite, Apollo, Demeter…” You begin naming off all of the major and minor gods, as well as demi-gods. That was the main part of the final- naming them all and their powers. It’s a relatively easy test since all it requires is memorization. You’d take that any day over something like Calculus or Astro Physics, both of which Nina is taking.

You’re almost done studying, confident that you know all the information when you feel your phone vibrate. Assuming that it’s Nina asking what you want for dinner, you don’t even bother reading who messaged you. Typing in your password, you open your messages, reading what it says.

‘Hey. Need to talk asap. Call me.’

You look at who messaged you, confused. Your heart skips a beat when you read who sent you this- Dean Winchester. You begin to feel excited, but after only a few seconds, you start to feel dread. What could he possibly want to talk to you about?

Furrowing your eyebrows, you hit the call button, lifting up your phone to your ear.

“Hi.” Dean’s deep voice says through the speaker.

“Hi.” You barely make out, unsure of what to say.

“Do you think you can come over?” He asks, catching you off guard. “We need to talk.”

“Professor, I’ll see you tomorrow. Can’t it wait?” You respond, trying to sound as professional as possible. He is your teacher, after all. That relationship of yours is in the past, so you are treating it like it’s in the past. All he is to you now is your teacher… right?

“Y/N…” He breathes. “No. It can’t. And don’t call me Professor. Just because we br-… Just don’t call me that. It sounds weird coming from you considering we… Yeah. Can you just come over?”

He sounds like he’s stumbling over his words, and you take a moment to consider it. Should you go over? I mean, he wouldn’t be calling you asking to talk unless it was an emergency. There is definitely an unspoken rule between you two that you won’t talk unless it’s for class purposes.

“Sure,” You finally say. “I’ll head over now.”

“Sweet.” Dean says before he hangs up, leaving you feeling sort of odd. The last time you went over to Dean’s house, he was fucking you on his dining room table.

You rush into your room, trying to find some clothes that are at least somewhat presentable. Sure, he’s your ex and you shouldn’t care what he thinks because there’s no way you’re getting back together, but you do care. You’re not going to show up to his house looking like trash.

Quickly throwing on a loose fitting t-shirt and leggings, you grab your keys and head out the door. It doesn’t take you long to get to his house, and once you’re there, your heart is beating out of your chest. Why did you even agree to come, again?

You turn off your car and walk up to the front door, almost debating turning around and going home. You could always just say you suddenly started feeling sick, you couldn’t go, and he’d never know… But unfortunately (or maybe fortunately) for you, as you were just about to turn around, Dean opened the door. And for the first time he’s seen you since the breakup… He looks happy to see you.

“Y/N, hey, come in.” Dean smiles, opening the door up for you.

“Okay,” You say quietly, giving him a small smile back. “So what’s going on?”

“You want some dinner or something?” He asks, disregarding the question. “There’s some pizza in the kitchen. If you want.”

“No… I’m good.” You give him a questioning look as you stand in the middle of his living room, unsure if you should sit down or not. “So, Professor… Please tell me why I’m here.”

“Please stop calling me Professor, Y/N. Please.” He looks at you with sad eyes. “It’s impersonal as hell.”

“Isn’t that how this is supposed to be?” You give Dean a challenging look. “You’re my professor, therefore, I call you by that.”

“Is this how this is always going to be between us?” Dean raises his voice. “Uncomfortable? Awkward? Snarky comments from you? Jesus Christ, Y/N. You dumped me. Not the other way around.”

“You- You’re right. I’m sorry.” You look down at the floor. “I don’t want it to be like this between us either. It’s just… I don’t know how else to act around you. This sucks for me, too.”

“You sure you don’t want dinner?” He says after a few moments, changing the subject again.

“Yes, I am sure. I stuffed my face with Oreos not too long before you messaged.” You admit, shrugging your shoulders.

“You haven’t changed a bit.” Dean laughs, making you smile. For a second, it feels just like old times. “So… What I needed to talk about. I got another job.”

“You what?” Your mouth drops.

“Washburn University offered me a better paying job a few weeks ago. It’s only a half an hour away so I’ll just commute…” Dean trails off. “I just thought I should let you know. Tomorrow is my last day working for KU.”

“Oh,” You whisper. A million thoughts are going through your head, but there is one that is more prominent than any of the others- he’s not going to be your teacher anymore. “So… You’re not going to be a teacher at my university anymore.” You ask, but it comes out as more of a statement.

“Pretty much.” Dean nods, and you catch a look of hopefulness in your eyes, which you’re sure you’re mirroring. “So if you’re still wanting that letter of recommendation I don’t mind writing it now.”

He’s not going to be a teacher at your school anymore. You won’t be breaking any more rules, you won’t be risking being kicked out of school, and you won’t be feeling like you’re compromising your own values for a man. You won’t be feeling so heartbroken anymore. Because he’s not going to be your teacher anymore.

“I love you,” You blurt out, unable to stop yourself. “I really, really love you. I’m so in love with you that it hurts. These two months have been hell. And now that you’re leaving KU, I don’t want to feel like this anymore. I’m so sorry.”

Dean’s smiles just about reaches his ears at your words.

“I love you too, baby girl, I’ve missed you so much.” He whispers as he leans in to kiss you, his lips pressing up against yours. You smile into the kiss, a huge weight lifted off your shoulders. This is definitely not what you imagined happening not even five minutes ago, but things have changed in the best way possible.

Dean’s hands grip on your waist as he pulls you onto his lap, his hands roaming your back. Your hands are tangled up in his hair as you deepen the kiss, swiping your tongue on his bottom lip. You grind your hips against him, earning a moan from both of you. This is just what you both needed. Each other.

He pulls off your shirt, stopping to admire for a moment before going back to kissing you. Just as he starts to kiss your neck, you pull back, giving him a sympathetic look.

“What?” He asks you, looking up at you in surprise. “Did I do something wrong?”

“No, not at all. You’re perfect, like always.” You reassure him. “But I want to wait. At least until tomorrow. After tomorrow… We’re good. But you’re still my teacher right now, Dean.” You bite your lip.

“That didn’t ever stop you before,” His hands grip your ass, and you have to hold back a moan.

“Dean,” You give him a stern look, trying to keep your self-control intact.

“Fine, fine,” He sighs. “I respect that. I love you.”

“I love you too.” You peck his lips one more time before crawling off his lap. “I’ll see you in class tomorrow, Professor.” You wink at him.

“You’re leaving?” He frowns. “You just got here. We just got back together.”

“If I don’t leave now, I don’t know how much self-control I’ll be able to have,” You whisper in his ear. “Just feel how wet. All because of you. I’ve missed you touching me.” You grab his hand and place it over your clothed clit, your wetness seeping through your leggings. His eyes become even more lust filled, and you notice his jeans grow even tighter.

“Fuck,” He lets out an airy laugh. “Tomorrow better come real quick. Come over after the final. You’re my last class of the day.”

“Will do. I’ll have to just let Nina know that our plans to go get drunk are canceled, but I’m sure she’ll understand.” You explain. “I’ll see you then.”

“See you.” He kisses you passionately one more time before allowing you to leave. “I’m glad this worked out the way it did.”

“Me too,” You say before exiting the door. Once it’s closed, you take a deep breath and lean your back up against the closed door, a smile on your face. Everything works out the way it’s supposed to. And apparently, that means you and Dean do end up getting your happy ending after all.

“Times up, people. Don’t care if you finished or not. Turn in your papers on my desk and then go return to your seats. I have an announcement for you.” Dean says as he stands up at the front of the classroom, and you set your pencil down on the desk. You barely finished in time.

You walk up to his desk and set the paper down, feeling Dean’s eyes on yours the entire time. He wasn’t being shy about it at all like he used to be. Anyone in the classroom who was looking at him could obviously tell that he was looking you up. Apparently, he just doesn’t care anymore- he quit his job, after all.

“Thank you all for being one of the best classes I’ve had in a while. Now, I’m not one for soppy speech’s so I’m going to spare you all. This was the last class I’ll be teaching here at KU. I was offered a job over in Topeka and I took it, starting fall semester. I hope that you all will understand. There are just bigger, better things for me if I work over in Topeka.” Dean glances at you before returning his stare to the class. “Thank you all for being good students and not making me pull my hair out. You’re dismissed.”

You can see some of the female students look visibly sad that he was leaving, seemingly missing out on their chance to bag the hot professor of the school. Too bad he’s already taken.

“So, Dean,” You start once all the other students are gone. “You ready for bigger, better things?”

“Beyond ready.” He walks over to you and kisses you, not caring that the door is open and anyone- including Mr. Shurley- could walk in. “What do you say we take this back to my house?”

“Definitely,” You say. “I am still wound up from last night, you know…”

You’ve never seen a man rush to get home faster. He practically sprinted to his desk to grab his keys and go out to his car. You drive yourself to his house, getting excited. To say that Dean is a good lover is an understatement. No one you’ve been with in these past two months has lived up to par. Besides, sleeping with Dean now just seems like an even bigger step to “bigger, better things.”

As soon as you’re both in the house, his lips are attacking yours, rushing to remove your clothes. By the time you’re both naked, you’re practically already fucking. His fingers are rubbing your clit, his mouth sucking on your breasts, leaving hickies everywhere. His name is on your mouth like a prayer, your back arched on the bed sheets as he pleasures you.

“Fuck, Dean,” You moan out as he slides himself into you. This was a different kind of sex, one you’ve never had. Needy, rushed, but still full of love. It’s different, but you’re definitely into it.

Dean grunts as he rolls his hips into yours, starting off slow but quickly fucking you fast and hard onto the mattress. Your hands scratch down his back as the mattress squeaks and the bed frame slams into the wall, sinful sounds filling the room. You tighten your legs around his waist and pull him deeper into you, loving the way his cock pleases you.

“I want to be on top,” You manage to get out between moans, and he pulls out, laying down on his back on the bed. You crawl on top of him and he positions himself at your entrance, allowing you to sink down onto him.

“Fuck, I fucking love you,” Dean hisses, his hands grabbing your waist tightly for some kind of grip. You use your hips to move yourself up and down on his dick, giving you both maximum pleasure.

“I’m gonna come,” You pant.

“Fuck, I’m close, don’t stop,” He says. Just as your orgasm is about to hit you, he begins to slam his hips up into yours, fucking you from underneath. This brings you fully to your climax, your walls clenching around him as you come undone. Less than a minute later, Dean is at his own end, his warm cum filling you as he cums.

“Goddamn,” You whisper as you remove yourself off of him, lying in bed. “I will never get tired of that.”

“Me either babe, fuck,” He laughs, kissing your lips lightly. “Hold on, I’m gonna go get a towel.”

“No,” You shake your head. “Wait a second. I wanna just enjoy this moment for a few seconds first, okay?”

“Okay.” He kisses you again, light and soft. It’s not hungry like it was earlier; it’s full of love and kindness. It’s the type of kiss you only give to someone you truly love.

Yeah, you’ll definitely never get tired of this.

SIX YEARS LATER

“Y/N, I’m home and I brought Chinese!” You can hear Dean’s voice call out from the front door of your shared house- a perk of being married. No longer having to commute to each other’s houses every day. “Where are you?

You quickly shove the box that’s in your hand into the trashcan but keep the contents of the box in your hand. You shove the object into your back pocket before exiting the bathroom and heading into the living room to greet your husband.

“Hey babe, sorry. I was peeing.” You shrug your shoulders. “Oh God, you brought Chinese food. You’re such a great husband, you know that?”

You stand up on your tip-toes and peck his lips before grabbing the food container from his hands and going to eat the table. “How was work?”

“Same shit,” Dean shrugs. “No one giving a fuck about what I’m teaching, students falling asleep… You know. The usual. I’m gonna be a dick and give them a surprise quiz tomorrow.”

“Don’t be that way.” You laugh. “They’re college freshman. They don’t give a shit about anything. Trust me, I’m learning the same thing about the high schoolers that I’m teaching. None of them care about English class. It’s not personal babe.”

“Yeah yeah,” Dean rolls his eyes. “You feeling any better? I know you’ve been feeling pretty shitty these past few days. Haven’t gone to work. That’s a lot for you, Mrs. ‘I Take My Job More Seriously Than My Life’ Winchester.”

“Yeah, I’m actually feeling a little better today, thanks.” You smile at him, opening up the container of food. “Way better now that you’ve brought me noodles, oh my god.”

“What is up with you and food lately?” Dean laughs. “Not that I care. I love it. I can eat all the shit I want without you looking at me all judgey like.”

“What?” You roll your eyes. “I never looked at you judgey like.”

“Yes you did, babe.”

“No I didn’t!” You laugh. “Whatever. How are Sam and Jess doing? I haven’t been over to see them in a while. I don’t know how they’re doing with the new baby. I should probably text her.”

“They’re good, I actually talked to Sam today and he invited us over for dinner sometime next week. If you’re down.”

You smile, deciding that this is the perfect time to tell him the big news. You can tell him now, give him a week to digest the news so you can tell Sam next week.

“Yes that’s fine...I have something to tell you.” You blurt out.

“What happened?” He looks worried. “Nina have to move in again? I’m sorry, I love her because she’s your best friend, but she is such a pain in the-“

“No no, nothing to do with Nina.” You laugh. You pull the positive pregnancy test out of your back pocket, handing it to Dean. “Congratulations. The birth control decided to not work so you’re going to be a dad!”

You sit back and wait for his reaction. Truth be told, you don’t know how he’s going to react. You’ve talked about kids and both agreed you want some, but neither of you ever talked about when you wanted to take that step. Not that it matters anymore.

“Holy shit,” Dean whispers. “I’m gonna be a dad. I’m gonna be a fucking DAD!”

He gets up from his chair and hugs you tightly, making you smile big. He twirls you around like you’ve always seen in the movies, his laughs of joy vibrating your body.

“See. Bigger and better things just keeps on getting better.” You tell him.

“Hell yeah it does, oh my god.” He kisses you. “I am so glad that you were once my student. God, I love you.”

The next thing that comes out of your mouth is something you would’ve never imagined yourself saying back when yours and his story first started. “I’m glad I was your student, too.”

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