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hi-avathisside · 2 months ago

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Trigger Warning: Mental health, indications of suıcıde

Sept aa gaya aur pata bhi nahi chala, aaj teachers day hai aur pichla teacher's day mujhe bakhoobi yaad hai. yaar yeh samay bhi na kitni ajeeb cheez hai jitni upma se upma karu kam hai, kahu ki yeh samay inn ghirte- hatte baadlon ki tarah hai aur inn patton ke girne ki tarah hai aur iss toofan ke jaane ki tarah hai. yeh samay woh pighalti ice-cream ki tarah hai, woh signal badalne ki tarah hai, achaanak aane waali modoslaadhar baarish ki tarah hai aur aasmaan mai. ek indradhanush ki tarah hai toh bhi shayad kam hoga. Yeh saal kaise beeta pata hi nahinchala, yoon bhadrapad aa gaya aur keval kuch mahine hi bache hain yeh saal khatam hone main. yeh samay bhi na bohot kamaal hai. Pichle septmeber mujhe laga tha, ki shayad nahi ho paayega. Yeh zindagi, mujhse nahi ho paayegi, kyonki yaar mushkil hota hai, har din hospital jaana aur phir kaam, kaam aur hospital, lekin humne kiya. September guzra, ek ek din gine the humne ungliyon par zaroor, lekin kab december aa gaya pata hi nahi chala. Naye saal ki kuch zyada khushi nahi thi, bas yahi dua thi ki yeh sal khishiyaan laaye. January, fervary ek aisi hawa ka jhonka laaye jisse hum aaj tak waakif hi nahi the. Aur yeh hawa ka jhonka jis dhara se aaya tha humari zulfe udane ke liye, waise hi chala gaya, shayad kuch bikhri zulfe chhod gaya. Yeh saal guzar toh raha tha, lekin aisa lag raha tha ki hum sthir haim kuch badal nahi raha tha. Jitni bhi koshish kar lo yeh patthar hil hi nahi raha, yeh dhakkan khul hi nahi raha. Phir kya, socha aise rote hue raatein guzaarna thik nahi hai, yoon ghar main band rehna thik nahi hai, kuch toh galat hai. Madad li, shayad kuch behtar hua, shayad nahi. lekin inn sab ke beech, maine bohot yaadein banayi. Woh ek baarish, woh ek sunset, aur na jaane kitne saari hassi joh shayad nahi hoti agar maine zindagi ka haath chhod diya hota. Kuch din aise bhi the jinmein mujhe laga ki isse khush toh main nahi jo sakti, kuch raatein iss kadar thi ki mujhe laga ki mujhse dukhi koi nahi ho sakta. Ho sakta ho ki aapka samay itna achha na chal raha ho, lekin phir bhi, samay kaisa bhi ho, yeh chhoti chhoti khudhiyaan zaroor laata hain. September aa gaya aaj aur pata bhi nahi chala. Shayad, woh dhakkan thoda dheela ho gaya.

सितंबर आ गया और पता भी नहीं चला, आज टीचर्स दे है और इससे पिछला शिक्षक दिवस मुझे याद है। यार ये समय भी ना कितनी अजीब चीज़ है, जितनी उपमा से उपमा कम है, कहू की ये समय इन घिरते-हटते बादलों की तरह है और इन पत्तों के गिरने की तरह है और इस तूफ़ान के जाने की तरह है। ये समय वो पिगलती आइसक्रीम की तरह है, वो सिग्नल बदलने की तरह है, अचानक आने वाली मूसलाधार बारिश की तरह है और आसमान में एक इंद्रधनुष की तरह है तो शायद काम होगा। ये साल कैसे बीता पता ही नहीं, यूं भाद्रपद आ गया और केवल कुछ महीने ही बचे हैं ये साल खत्म होने में। ये समय भी ना बहुत कमाल है। पिछले सितंबर मुझे लगा था, शायद नहीं हो पाएगा। ये जिंदगी, मुझसे नहीं हो पाएगी, क्योंकि यार मुश्किल होता है, हर दिन हॉस्पिटल जाना और फिर काम, काम और हॉस्पिटल, लेकिन हमने किया। सितंबर गुजरा, एक एक दिन गिनें थे हमने उंगलियों पर जरूर, लेकिन दिसंबर कब आ गया पता ही नहीं चला। नए साल की कुछ ज्यादा खुशी नहीं थी, बस यहीं दुआ थी कि ये साल खुशियां लाए। जनवरी, फरवरी एक ऐसी हवा का झोंका लाए जिसे हम आज तक वाकिफ ही नहीं थे। और ये हवा का झोंका जिस धारा से आया था हमारी जुल्फे उड़ान के लिए, वैसे ही चला गया, शायद कुछ बिखरी जुल्फे छोड़ गया। ये साल गुजर तो रहा था, लेकिन ऐसा लग रहा था कि हम स्थिर हैं, कुछ बदल नहीं रहा था। जितनी भी कोशिश कर लो ये पत्थर हिल ही नहीं रहा, ये ��क्कन खुल ही नहीं रहा। फिर क्या, सोचा ऐसे रोते हुए रातें गुज़ारना ठीक नहीं है, यूं घर में बंद रहना ठीक नहीं है, कुछ तो गलत है। मदद ली, शायद कुछ बेहतर हुआ, शायद नहीं। लेकिन इन सब के बीच, मैंने बहुत यादें बनाईं। वो एक बारिश, वो एक सनसैट, और ना जाने कितनी सारी हंसी जो शायद नहीं होती अगर मैंने जिंदगी का हाथ छोड़ दिया होता। कुछ दिन ऐसे भी थे जिनमें मुझे लगा कि मुझसे ज्यादा खुश कोई नहीं है, कुछ रातें इस कदर थी कि मुझे लगा कि मुझसे दुखी कोई नहीं हो सकता। हो सकता है कि आपका समय इतना अच्छा न चल रहा हो, लेकिन फिर भी, समय कैसा भी हो, ये छोटी-छोटी खुशियां जरूर लाता है। सितंबर आ गया आज और पता भी नहीं चला। शायद, वो धक्कन थोड़ा ढीला हो गया।

wrote this at 8:30 am, first thought in the morning. It's because I never thought I could make it to September. I'm glad. Life throws shit at you, but please remember to breathe, and it'll pass on. Sept-Dec patch was very rough for me, but it passed and I'm glad it did. This is your reminder that it'll pass.

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stampsthemeow · 1 month ago

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I EAT PASTA FOR BREAKFAST (rewrite)

This isn't perfect but- (I plan to eventually turn this rewrite to a comic but no promises) (MAYBE WIP ?? MIGHT EDIT SOME THINGS LATER) 5067 words vvvv

I was alone now… But I saw a tall man,

and I wanted to be his friendShe took steps into the woods, reaching her hand out towards the man. “Hello… I’m Lazari” He reached his hand down to hers, holding on tightly, leading her further into the forest. Leading her to an old mansion deep in the woods. “Twilight, are you eating on my couch!” Slender yelled. Twil shook her head as she wiped blood off from around her mouth. Sniff SniffShouting back and forth was muffled, the smell overtaking Lazari’s head. She leaped out of Slender’s grasp, tackling Twilight. Clawed nails gripping into skin,

Please don’t leave me too. Teeth sinking into flesh, I didn’t mean to.

Lazari was pulled up and away from Twilight, tentacles wrapping around her arms and torso, holding her in the air.

I’m sorry

“What the hell is she!” Twilight yelled, holding onto her wounded arm. “Definitely not human” Slender pulled Lazari into his arms, coddling her.

“I’m sorry…” Tears streamed down her face.

“Shh… It's okay”

“She bit me! “Consider it punishment for eating on my couch.” Twil rolled her eyes, “Where’s the first aid kit?” The door swung open while Twilight bandaged up her arm. “And that's when you say your awesome catchphrase, then you go for the ki-” Jeff stopped himself mid sentence, focusing his attention on Lazari peeking over the couch. Lulu waved at Lazari, taking steps closer towards the girl. “Don’t get too close. She bites.” She pulled up her sleeve, revealing the bloody-ed bandages. “Oh? I’m just going to take her on a walk real quick-” Jeff grabbed onto Lazari’s hand, leading her out the door. “Alright we’ll be back soon!” “Slender’s gonna be pissed when they get back.” Twil stated.

Hung by a rope tied upon a high branch, the looming night sky obscuring her features. A red haze filled the area, the ground cracking under every step. Following small footprints left in the dirt. The beast’s claws cutting through the rope. “She’s not here… The footsteps just end in front of the tree” The Rake muttered. The body thudded on the ground. ““̸I̵t̴’̶s̴ ̷f̴u̷n̴n̵y̷.̸ ̷I̷ ̸t̴h̴i̸n̶k̷ ̶I̷ ̸h̸e̴a̵r̶d̶ ̶y̷o̴u̶ ̶s̸a̵y̸ ̵t̶h̴a̶t̵ ̷s̵h̴e̸ ̸i̵s̷n̵’̵t̷ ̵h̴e��r̴e̵,̸ (It’s funny. I think I heard you say that she isn’t here),” He positioned his clawed foot over the lady’s head. Crunch

“̵I̷ ̵t̶h̷i̸n̶k̴ ̶y̷o̴u̴ ̷m̶e̶a̷n̴ ̵“̷I̸’̴l̴l̵ ̷g̴o̸ ̴g̴e̴t̵ ̶h̴e̶r̴“(I think you mean “I’ll go get her”.)” The Rake repeatedly nodded, scrambling on all fours past Zalgo, towards the vast forest.

Jeff pushed apart the leaves, letting Lazari look through the bush. “There she is.” “But she doesn’t look mean?” “Oh but she is, don’t let her appearance fool you. She's very mean to me,” Lazari nodded, rustling through the bush, holding her hair by its pink bow to not get it caught in the plant. “Jeff I know that's you-” Jane was mid-way through rolling her eyes from beneath the mask when Lazari bit at her arm, then her neck, then her torso, then anywhere she could get her teeth at. Until she was kicked off and nearly thrown back at Jeff, who was laughing til he cried. He latched onto the sleeve of her shirt and ran off before Jane could follow after. The girl's light pink dress was now soaked in red. “That was great” he said, wiping a tear off of his cheek. “Really?” She said, looking up at Jeff. “Really, you’re the best fucking kid ever,” He picked Lazari up, bringing her up to his shoulder. “We’re off to go see Slendy~ The wonderful Slend- Oh fuck…” Jeff flinched back, Slender stood in front of him, blocking the door. Even without any facial features his face still showed his anger. He sent out a tendril, picking Lazari up and off of Jeff, bringing her inside the mansion.

“Lazari, you stay inside, you can go colour. I have something I need to talk to Jeffery about.” “I got some crayons and paper from Sally's room!” Tim said, Lazari cheering at the words. He put the materials on the dark wooden floor beside where Lazari was now sitting. First the red crayon, then the black crayon, the black taking up the majority of the drawing. The others sat untouched. “Can I see your drawing?” Tim asked, the girl quickly held up and presented her work. The horns, the teeth, the claws, the red eyes and tears. It couldn’t be… “That's mommy’s friend!” Tim got up from his spot. “I’ll be right back!” He exited the mansion, Lazari could hear the yelling from outside for a second. “Slender, do you happen to know what’s Lazari’s life, before today, was like?” Slender took his attention away from Jeff. “No, she’s gone quiet when I’ve asked about it,” He replied, fixing his tie, “the max she has said is that her mother hung herself, but nothing more.” “Not even why?” “She mumbled something “Monster” yet wouldn’t say another word about it. Why?” “Well her drawing seemed to be of Zalgo, along with her words “That’s mommy’s friend” while she showed me it” Slender stood there a second, and without saying a word went inside. Approaching Lazari and kneeling down til he was on level with her. “The lady hanging was your mother, right?” Lazari nodded in response. Slender stayed silent until Lazari, slowly, replied further. “She said I was a monster.” Lazari whispered, tears forming in her eyes. “Mommy hated me,” Lazari cried while Jeff stumbled inside.

“We are keeping her, right?” Jeff said, staring at Slender. “I was planning to,” Slender replied, patting Lazari’s head. “Thank.. Thank you Mr. Slendyman,” Lazari quietly said, rubbing the tears off of her cheeks.

Lazari laid in bed, pulling the blanket up to her shoulders, holding onto a stuffed blue bear. No longer in her stained pink dress, now dressed up in soft red PJs. “Hey Lulu?” She sat up looking towards Lulu, who had been brushing her teeth in the shared bathroom. “Hm?”

“Do you mind singing a lullaby?” Lulu smiled, pulling her hair down from her pigtails while she sat down on the edge of the bed by Lazari. “Do you have any preferences for the lullaby?” she asked, Lazari shaking her head no. “Okay then!” she said, booping Lazari’s unnaturally red freckles on her nose. “Hush little Lazi, don’t say a word~ Lulu’s gonna catch you a mockingbird~ And if that mockingbird won’t sing~ Jeff’s gonna cuff off someone's diamond ring~ And if that diamond ring turns brass~ Slendy’s gonna hand you a looking glass~” Lazari could just barely see Lulu getting up to walk back to her bedroom before drifting to sleep. She slept well, waking up seemingly before anyone else. Lazari wandered down the halls, past everyone’s rooms. Slender had seemingly passed out on the couch, his suit barely undone, the TV was on yet only displayed static. “Here you go Mr. Slendyman,” she said, sitting down her plushie beside slender, giggling quietly to not wake him. The crayons were still out from the night before, yet her drawing was nowhere in sight. But she was too busy creating new ones to care about her missing old one.

One of her and Mr.Slendyman, One of her and Lulu, One of her and Tim, And One of her and Jeff. She even used a pencil to try and make the drawings more detailed than what she could do with her black crayon! She first set her drawing of her and Slendy down on top of him. Next she, as silently as she could, creaked open the door. To “The proxy zone” as she heard Jeff call it. It was like a whole new living room in there, but she went straight towards Tim’s bedroom door. Quietly setting her drawing down on his bedside table before speeding out. She retreated back into the normal area, she went up the stairs, going down the upper hallway to the very end, Jeff's room. She nearly tripped over all the stuff on his floor, but she laid her paper down beside him. Then back downstairs and down the hall to Lulu, setting the paper down on her dresser.

Footsteps echoed down the hall. “Hey Lazi, what are you doing?” Slender asked, making Lazari jump. “Nothingggg-” “How about you go take a bath then? I can go start the water,” “Okay!” He locked the door on Lulu’s side, and started the water, pouring a little bubble bath solution to the running water. He laid down a light blue dress on the countertop before leaving to let Lazari in.

“Slendyman!” Lazari yelled out, doing a little spin in her new dress. “It looks very nice Lazi.” The door kicked open, Toby nearly tripping when entering. Brian followed behind, pulling up his mask. “Here are the other two proxies. Brian, and Toby.” Slender shifted his words to the two “Did you guys get the papers like I asked? Brian nodded, presenting the papers to Slender. “Have we met before?” Toby tilted his head at Lazari. “No. You guys haven’t, that's Lazari. Would you two take her outside to play?”

“We just got back!” “Would you like Toby, by himself, to be outside with an 8 year old. You remember what happened with Sally right?” He sighed, “Yes sir.” Why did he even keep a kid alive anyways? The 3 were visible through the front window, Toby and Lazari much more energetic then Brian was, but he still joined in their play. Slender flipped through the papers, pictures detailing Zalgo, and predictions of what could happen to Lazari. Pages of horrible outcomes, pages of her feasting on flesh of her friends, pages of her losing control of her body, pages of her leading him to them. Horns, burnt flesh, glowing eyes, rips and tears in the skin.

“She's so cute!”

“We seeing the same thing here?” Brian chuckled. Lazari was sitting down in the dirt, looking at the stones lining the path, picking up an unnaturally blue rock. “It looks like EJ’s mask!” Toby pulled a marker out of his hoodie’s pocket, scribbling on EJ’s “eyes” and tears. “See! Hey Lazari, you should give it to him. Have you guys met yet?” Lazari looked up at Toby. “Nooo?” Toby peeked inside, noticing EJ sitting on the couch, watching TV. “He's right inside on the couch, go give it to him!”

You are NOT the fatherClearly he isn’t. The daughter is half white! I should know… I ate her kidney.

Lazari set the rock on the arm rest, poking him to get his attention. EJ paused the TV, looking down at the rock, then at Lazari, giving her a small wave as he picked up the rock. He looked at the scribbled on face, taking off his mask to compare it to the rock. He gave Lazari a smile, displaying his fangs, and a thumbs up.

Jack and Lulu sat in the living room, Lulu talking while Jack listened, the TV played whatever shitty TV show happened to be on. Until Jeff and Ben raced into the living room. “I’m choosing what we are playing!” “You chose last time!” Ben turned on the console set below the TV, playing with the buttons on the side of the TV to change the HDMI. Jeff pushed him out of the way, which led to Ben kicking his leg at Jeff. Tackle,

Punch,

Kick, Slap,

Intelligible yelling,

EJ just flipped through the channels as Slender entered the room, grabbing the two up and separating them. “Stay right there. Don’t move. I don’t need you two breaking another thing in this house.” Jeff and Ben stood still, kneeling against the wall “Lulu, can you go out and get Lazari, Toby, and Brian? They’ve been out there for a while.” Lulu left the mansion, no sight of the 3 nearby, she could hear yelling from far out in the woods. She ran towards the noise, which never seemed to get closer, she ran until she was out of breath, leaning up against a tree, the ground cracked. Red spilled out of the ground, she jumped back, attempting to run, but a clawed hand latched onto one of her pigtails. Throwing her against the ground. The Rake scampered behind, nodding its head and spewing out unintelligible words towards Zalgo. “ H̷e̴l̶l̵o̴,̴ ̸L̴u̷c̶i̸n̵e̶.̵ (Hello, Lucine.)” He pushed her bangs out of her face, digging his claws into her sockets. “O̴h̵,̶ ̸d̴o̵n̵’̸t̵ ̸t̶e̷l̷l̶ ̴m̸e̸ ̵y̶o̶u̵ ̴m̵i̶s̵s̵e̷d̶ ̷t̴h̸i̶s̷ ̸f̸a̵c̵e̸,̵ (Oh, don’t tell me you missed this face,)” “Get away! I already am going through the consequences of dealing with you! Isn’t that enough!” “̵I̵t̵'̷s̸ ̵n̴e̷v̴e̵r̴ ̴e̵n̵o̷u̷g̶h̶.. ̵A̴ ̶l̵i̸t̵t̷l̴e̴ ̶b̸i̵r̵d̸i̶e̴ ̴t̶o̶l̸d̴ ̸m̴e̴ ̴y̷o̶u̸ ̶m̸i̸g̷h̵t̸ ̵k̷n̷o̵w̸ ̴w̵h̸e̴r̴e̸ ̶L̷a̴z̵a̸r̷i̸ ̶i̴s̴.̶ ̶N̵o̷w̶ ̷t̶a̶l̵k̶.̸ (It's never enough... A little birdie told me you might know where Lazari is. Now talk.) " She returned with nothing but silence, biting her tongue. Until he grabbed onto her arm, twisting further then it was meant to waiting for the-

Crack

He laughed at her screams and wails. Too far out for anyone in the mansion to hear, too far out for Slender to be alerted. “I don't know where she is! I don't know!” It wasn’t a lie, yet not the answer he had been looking for. The Rake came closer, getting a better sniff of Lazari from Lulu’s sweater.

“S̴o̷ ̵L̴u̵c̴i̵n̶e̸ ̶h̶o̶w̴ ̵d̶o̵e̸s̵ ̴i̷t̴ ̸f̸e̷e̴l̷ ̴b̵e̵i̸n̵g̵ ̶u̶n̵d̵e̴r̷ ̷h̸i̴s̵ ̶r̶o̶o̷f̶,̵ ̶y̴e̸t̴ ̵h̶i̸d̷i̶n̵g̷ ̶t̵h̶i̸s̸ ̸f̵r̴o̶m̴ ̸h̴i̶m̶.̴ ̶O̴r̷ ̵h̸a̷v̵e̸ ̵y̷o̷u̶ ̸b̸y c̸h̷a̴n̴c̵e̷ ̴t̷o̶l̵d̶ ̴t̵h̸e̶ ̷S̶l̶e̵n̵d̸e̵r̴m̷a̴n̶ ̷a̷b̶o̶u̴t̴ ̴u̸s̸?̷ (So Lucine how does it feel being under his roof, yet hiding this from him. Or have you by chance told the Slenderman about us?)”

“That's odd…” “What?” “Lulu hasn’t returned yet, and didn’t you hear the others enter through the back door too?” “Yeah…” “Ben, cover me, I don’t have a good feeling about this.” Jeff grabbed a knife off of the table, and left out the door, wandering into the woods. Until he heard the faintest scream in the distance, he followed towards the sound, being quick yet quiet, the screams got louder as red mist filled the trees. Nearly tripping over the cracked ground as he approached, he could see the silhouette of Lulu and… ZalgoHe threw his knife towards the demon’s arm, it sunk into his inhuman flesh, it was barely more than a slight sting, yet it caused Zalgo to release Lulu from his grasp. Jeff used that moment to get in front of Lulu, shielding her from the beast, re-grabbing his knife and holding it out in front of him. “Fuck you Zalgo… I think it's time for you to go to sleep.” “F̵i̶n̷e̷,̶ ̵I̷ ̶g̵i̸v̷e̸ ̶u̶p̵.̷ (Fine, I give up.)” “You think I believe your obvious bullshit? “O̸h̸ ̴o̶f̵ ̶c̵o̵u̷r̸s̵e̵ ̶n̶o̸t̵!̷ ̵I̶t̵'̴s̵ ̵j̵u̴s̶t̴ ̸y̷o̶u̴ ̶h̸a̴v̶e̷ ̷o̵n̵l̵y̷ ̷t̷w̶o̵ ̴o̷p̸t̵i̴o̵n̶s̴,̷ ̴t̵a̴k̷e̵ ̶L̷u̸c̶i̸n̶e̴ ̴i̵n̸s̸i̶d̶e̶,̸ ̴o̴r̵ ̶f̶i̶g̷h̴t̸ ̷m̶e̶.̶ ̶C̷a̸n̶'̸t̶ ̴b̵e̸ ̷i̴n̷ ̷t̸w̷o̶ ̶p̴l̵a̵c̶e̸s̶ ̵a̷t̶ ̴o̴n̷c̷e̶ ̴J̸e̵f̸f̴e̷r̷y̷.̶ (Oh of course not! It's just you have only two options, take Lucine inside, or fight me. Can't be in two places at once Jeffery.)” “What did you just call her?” He lowered his knife. “A̶w̸w̶,̴ ̵i̴t̴ ̴a̵p̷p̵e̶a̶r̵s̷ ̶t̷h̷e̶ ̶i̵n̵s̸a̶n̵e̵ ̶m̶u̵r̶d̶e̵r̵ ̴d̴o̸e̸s̶ ̶h̸a̸v̸e̶ ̸a̸ ̸h̸e̸a̶r̷t̷.̶̶ ̸I̵ ̸c̶a̷n̷’t̴ ̶w̵a̴i̷t̴ ̵t̶o̶ ̵r̵i̴p̴ ̵i̸t̷ ̸o̶u̷t̴.̴ (Aww, it appears the insane murderer does have a heart. I can't wait to rip it out.)”

Lazari sat beside EJ, curled up on the couch, some old movie playing on the TV, fresh popcorn sat between them, Ben stood up, still against the wall, trying to watch as well. Sniff Sniff Do… Do I smell Daddy?

“Why was he attacking you- Why did he call you Lucine- what connections do you have to that demon fucker-” “Jeff, calm down- let Lulu explain-” “My name isn't Lulu!” … “He was after Lazi- but-” Back before Lulu was here she was enrolling mid-year to a new, all girls, private school. They were ruthless, finding every little thing wrong with her appearance, with how she acted, with her home life, they picked out every little detail they could. Reporting every dress code violation to the staff, her shirt untucked, her hair not perfectly brushed, a button undone, missing her tie, a rip of the seams, every little thing.

Until she had to stay after school for her rule breaking, where little supervision occurred. One trip to the washroom, the quiet sound of snipping scissors, her long beautiful hair, cut down to just a tad below the shoulder. She was blamed for cutting it herself while she was gone, there was no proof of anyone else being sent out to the washroom as she was out, and Lucine couldn’t get a look at the girl’s face, but she knew who it was, just couldn't prove it.

It only got worse from there. Black and blue bruises began to coat her legs, alongside scratches and scrapes. Her attendance dropped as she started to skip classes, then school in its entirety, detentions stacked on top of eachother from her lack of going. But on the verge of giving up, a blog post caught her attention online. “Summoning spell” “Use with caution” “Will change your life forever”It seemed fake, like how many others that claimed to do the same were, but the comments seemed legit, the ritual was very specific, and it didn’t hurt to try it, right? In the span of a few days she gathered the materials, blood of a goat, wood, oil, a lighter, an old book. Outside, far enough away from any occupied buildings, she set it together. The logs placed together to form his symbol, the book in the center, blood poured across the whole thing, the oil soaking the area, and finally, the flame. She couldn’t believe her eyes, the red mist flowing out from the middle, flooding the area, til she could barely see a couple feet out. The devil himself, clawing his way out of the ground, standing tall in front of Lucine, she nearly jumped back at the sight. “W̴h̴a̸t̴ ̸i̸s̸ ̴i̴t̵ ̵t̸h̸a̴t̷ ̸y̶o̶u̵ ̵w̴a̴n̶t̷? (What is it that you want?)” the beast growled. “I want to see why they treat me like this,” She responded, her voice shaking. His claws reached towards her face, resting just above her eyes, and in that moment, she could see through the main girl's eyes, to see her thoughts.

Jealousy,

all this because Lucine was a bit prettier Not a moment later, she felt a tear, claws digging into her eyes, yanking them out, leaving her with nothing but two bloody sockets. “Due to the… deal… with him, he can locate me in mere seconds,”

“I swear I’ll skin those fuckers alive-” “I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you sooner.” “It’s alright… Lucine, we aren’t mad at you.”

Toby sat in front of Jeff’s door, using his cheap pink paint to coat the wood, giggling as he did so. Jack stood not far behind, shaking his head, yet still smiling, at Toby’s prank. Slender passed by. “Jack, you are in charge, I have to go run an errand, watch Lazari.”

“Jackkkk, if you're incharge can you let us have a tea party?” Lazari tugged on the bottom of his hoodie, Toby smiled, got down on his knees and mimicked Lazari.

“Yeah Jack pleaseeee~” EJ shook his head no, stepping back away from the two.

“Hmpf…” Toby got back up, “Say something if nooo to the tea party,” EJ shook his head more, “glaring” at Toby. “I didn’t hear anything, did you Lazi?” “Noooo” “So lets have a tea party, put that fucker Jack in a tutu. He’ll look soo pretty!”

Bottles scattered on every shelf, filled with various colourful liquids, some labeled yet the labels varied from specific to nearly scratched off. Different symbols from different groups painted onto the big circle window brightening the room. “Well look what the cat dragged in! Welcome Mr. Slenderman,” The voice bounced off of walls, making it impossible to know where it came from. The sound of glass clinking filled the room, til Cato stood upon the large box in front of the window. Tail swishing from side to side.

“Lemme guess, here for little ol Lazari Swann?” “How did you-” “I have my ways!” Cato jumped down, landing on all fours like a cat before promptly getting up. Walking in circles around slender faster than he could turn. “Now have you let the “hunger” take over yet?” “The hunger?” “The hunger, monster form, the zalgo side, the demon form, whatever you would like to call it, it truly doesn't matter,” “No, I have not,” Slender stopped his attempt to face the spinning creature, instead stabilizing his balance before he would have fallen over. “Well how am I meant to help if you don’t even know her power? For all you know she’s just like her mother instead of her father! Or she could be the next Devil in the next couple of weeks! You really should get your details straight before coming to me for answers.” “So are you unable to help me?”

“I could take some educated guesses but no guarantee that I’ll be even in the same ballpark,” Cato responded, making air quotes around “educated guesses”. It jumped up on top of one of its many bookcases, pulling out a book with Zalgo’s symbol carved into the cover, flipping through the pages. “I could also lend you this book,” It reached the book out in front of itself, pulling it back when Slender reached up for it, “but it's gonna cost ya,”

Slender opened the door back to the mansion, returning to yelling from Jeff about the colour pink and a tea party taking place in the living room. EJ stuck in a bright pink tutu, a silver tiara, hair stuck into a ponytail, and his face covered in cheap makeup. Toby had been dressed up in a glittery dress, stacks of bracelets, hair covered in little hair clips, and a pair of fairy wings stuck on his back. Lazari was in the middle of them both with a little crown and wand, hosting the tea party.

“... I will be taking Lazari out, when I come back all this needs to be gone.” He took off her crown, and brought her outside. Don't get hungry Leading her away from the mansion. Don't get hungry Out far into the woods. Don't get hungry She refused to hold his hand.

Don't get hungry Choosing to follow instead. “This is far enough Lazi.”

I don’t want to be a monster

“Let it change you.” Lazari took a step back, tears swelling up. “Lazi, let it take over,” She stopped fighting it, the inhuman flesh started to spread down the side of her face. She fell over, unable to stand upright as it developed downwards

He's going to see , The flesh grew and darked, her hair parted to make room for horns breaking through the skin, claws emerging from the tips of her fingers.

He’s going to get rid of me, Dull spikes formed down the back of her spine, charred skin started to crack open, leaving open wounds, leading red mist out, letting it fill the air.

He’s going to hate me,

Sharp fangs filled her mouth, the whites of her eyes burning red, her hair shifted to a red.

Just like mama,

Her clothes ripped from the sharp points of her skin digging through the fabric. She laid there on the ground, unable to move, new sensations from everything that formed overwhelming her brain. Babbling unintelligible nonsense, with quiet “I’m sorry”-s hidden within. Slender got down beside her, pulling her up off of the dead grass, bringing her up to his chest, embracing her in a hug.

“No, I’m sorry Lazi.” She sobbed, her tears soaking his suit, claws tearing into the back, dirt being kicked up by hind legs as she attempted to push herself closer to him. What the hell did I get myself into?

Quiet footsteps surrounded them, out of the corner of Slender’s vision a white blurry figure circled them on fours.

Found her

Snow covered the ground, fresh footsteps breaking up the soft white as more and more went outside to feel the cold. Lazi was passed out on her bed, her hair still red but the rest of her body seemed to be returning to normal. Horns were now less than half the size of yesterday, spikes were now barely felt. Her clawed hands and feet stayed overnight, but they were less sharp. The charred skin remained covering her right eye. Bandages were wrapped around where the cracks were before. It hurt to get up, her body felt weak. She changed into a new outfit, pieces borrowed by others in the mansion, tossing the old one straight to the trash, the holes in it were beyond repair. She felt sick- She felt horrible- She felt- Hungry.She could barely get to the couch before collapsing, she sat at the very end, leaning against the armrest, shaking. Lulu came into the room, approaching Lazari, leaning over the back of the couch to speak with her. “Hey Lazi, are you Okay-” Lazari leaned over the side further, throwing up black goop all over the mansion’s floor. No… No... No…

No… No... No…Everyone was outside, it felt like forever since the last time it properly snowed. Tim and Brian watched as Toby, Ben, and Jeff threw badly made snowballs at each other

“You are SO about to eat ass jeff-fucker!” Ben shouted “Over Jack’s pussy ass dead body!” Jeff yelled back, both of them lined up their snowballs and- “You put rocks in that snowball!” they both screamed. Insults were shouted by both sides, though they did the same “prank” it was apparently bad that the other did it as well. It got a small chuckle out of Slender. It was nearly noon, and Lazari hadn’t come outside yet, so he went in to check in on her. “Lazi?” The black goop was spread out all over the living room, Lulu nowhere in sight. He could just barely see Lazari’s red hair from behind the kitchen counter. Right as he took a step towards her the door swung open, Lulu shoving a dead body towards the kitchen. Within just a second Lazari pounced, getting on top of the body and Crunch Teeth sunk into their neck Everything in my head went blank Blood spilled out onto the floor, mixing together with the goop. Before I knew it i was eating Even with seeing this happen what must have been hundreds of times with EJ and Twil- Help me It seemed worse coming from “little ol Lazi” Everything hurts Once she finished feasting, she looked down at the body, at the mess on her, on the body, all over the floor. She passed out again. Slender wiped as much blood off as he could and brought her back up to her bed. He left her alone the rest of the day, he wouldn’t admit it to her face but he was scared of what she could do. If this happened again and someone couldn't get a body fast enough, would she attack one of us?

As she rested in bed scratches came from the window, making a horrid sound. White long clawed fingers banged against the door until it cracked. It crawled its way through the now broken window, claw marks covering both the outside and inside as The Rake got in. It got up off of all fours, picking Lazari up off her warm bed, carefully making its way back out the window, into the forest, far out from where the mansion could see, towards where Zalgo told him to take her.

Arms scratched from claws picking her up while sleeping, said wounds spilled out red haze. Skin charred up instinctively as she was brought down to Zalgo’s world. Her hair let completely down, no longer held together with its bow, the bow had been left behind. As things grew she didn’t once wake up, it felt more natural here then her normal skin. She awoke upon a mattress lazily thrown onto the floor in a bare room. She didn’t even notice the burnt skin nor horns on her body at first, she nearly screamed when she did, but was quickly silenced by one of Zalgo’s proxies roaming the halls nearby. Unlike the mansion the walls seemed organic, not built out of wood but instead found like this naturally. She shakily got up and exited the room, non human beings walked down the halls, grim looking lanterns floated within the halls, brightening the area. The hallways were wide, enough room for 10 to 12 people to walk side by side at. It was carpeted with a red patterned rug, filled with different drawings and patterns presenting Zalgo’s power, status, and control.

As she walked down the halls the other demon-like creatures pushed themselves to the side, providing Lazari more than enough room, she tried to ignore the terrible acts shown on the carpet, instead looking up at the ceiling. It was filled with beautifully detailed carvings, painted with shimmery reds and blacks, it almost looked like it was intestines and organs.

Hungry?

She passed by many creatures of all sizes and shapes, some furred, looking almost dog-like, some humanoid, some were huge beasts triple the size of Lazi, a few looking just as if they were human. Her favorite had to be the skele-dog, she would have pet it if it was any other time. The hall eventually stopped, leading to a huge metal door, the hinges were patterned as his symbol, the door itself appeared to once have engraving throughout the entire thing but the bottom half was scratched till the detail was gone. She pushed her entire body against the door, pushing it open with all her strength, just barely able to open it. The door led to a huge ballroom-looking area, high ceilings with a huge chandelier in the center, and tiled floor. Her clawed feet clicked against the tile, echoing throughout the room. She looked all around the room, looking anywhere but in front, til she hit something. She took steps back, pressing her hand against her head. She looked up in front-

Daddy?

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siyahtanbiiradam · 2 months ago

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Bir yerlerde tıkanıp kaldığında `hayat`, soluk almak güçleştiğinde, yüreğin susup mantığın sürüklemeye başladığında ayaklarını, `dağ`lara dönmeli yüzünü insan. Yeni patikalar, yeni yollar seçmeli, yüreğini ferahlatacak; yeni `insan`larla tanışmalı, yeni keşifler yapacak… Hep isteyip de, bir gün yaparım diye ertelediği ne varsa, gerçekleştirmeyi denemeli! her geçen gece, ölüme bir gün daha yaklaştığını; zamanın bir `nehir`, kendisinin bir `sal ` olup da, o dursa da yolculuğun devam ettiğini anlamalı. Baş döndürücü bir hızla geçiyorsa birbirinin aynı günler, her akşam aynı can sıkıntısıyla eve giriliyorsa, değiştirmeye çalışmalı bir şeyleri; küçük şeylerle başlamalı belki; örneğin, bir kaç durak önce inip servisten, otobüsten; yürümeli eve kadar, yüreğine takmalı güneş gözlüklerini; gördüğünü hissedebilmeli! sağlığını kaybedip, `ölüm`le yüz yüze gelmeden önce, değerli olabilmeli hayat! İlla büyük acılar çekmemeli, küçük mutlulukları fark etmek için! başkasının yerine koyabilmeli kendini; ağlayan birine "`gül`", inleyen birine "`sus`" dememeli! ağlayana omuz, inleyene çare olabilmeli! şu adaletsiz, merhametsiz dünyaya ayak uydurmamalı; sevgisiz, soysuz kalarak! dikeni yüzünden hesap sormak yerine gülden, derin bir soluk alıp hapsetmeli kokusunu içine...`güneş`in doğuşunu seyretmeli arada bir, seher yeli okşamalı saçlarını... karda, yağmurda; sevincine, coşkusuna; fırtınada `boran`da; öfkesine, isyanına ortak olabilmeli doğanın! bir çocuğun ilk adımlarında umudu; bir gencin düşlerinde geleceği; bir yaşlının hatıralarında geçmişi görebilmeli! çalışmadan başarmayı, sevmeden sevilmeyi, mutlu etmeden mutlu olmayı beklememeli! ama küçük, ama büyük; her hayal kırıklığı, her acı; bir fırsat yaşamdan yeni bir şeyler öğrenebilmek için; kaçırmamalı! Çünkü; hiç düşmemişsen, el vermezsin kimseye kalkması için, hiç çaresiz kalmamışsan, dermanı olamazsın dertlerin; ağlamayı bilmiyorsan, neşesizdir kahkahaların; merhaba dememişsen, anlamsızdır elvedaların. Ne, herkesi düşünmekten kendini, ne kendini düşünmekten herkesi `unutmamalı`! bilmeli; çok kısa olduğunu hayatın; hep vermek ya da hep almak için. Sadece, anlatacak bir şeyleri olduğunda değil, söyleyecek bir şey bulamadığında da dinleyebilmeli! aklı ve kalbiyle katılabilmeli sohbetlere. ‘hafıza`sı olmalı insanın; hiç değilse, aynı hataları, aynı bahanelerle tekrarlamaması için! soruları olmalı, yanıtları bulmak için bir `ömür` harcayacak! dostları olmalı, ruhunun ve zihninin sınırlarını zorlayacak! herkese yetecek kadar `büyük` olmalı `sevgi`si; ama, kapasitesi sınırlı olmalı yüreğinin ki, hakkını verebilsin sevdiklerinin; zaman bulabilsin; bir `teşekkür`, bir `elveda` için. Yaşam dedikleri bir sınavsa eğer; asla vazgeçmemeli sevmek ve öprenmekten; ama, herkesi sevemeyeceğini de her şeyi bilemeyeceğini de fark edebilmeli insan! Tıpkı, her şeye sahip olamayacağı gibi... zamanın `ninni`siyle, uykuda geçirmemeli `hayat`ı! diye.

#postlarım #umutbittigezegeniyakin #solukmavipapatya #siyahtanbiiradam

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astral-schools · 1 year ago

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since life spells are cast w songs i think musicology shares a lot of similarities with it but the difference comes in with the use of instrumentation. life magic is more about the caster's vocals while musicology channels their magic thru an instrument. which adds a distinction of natural/artificial between the two.

#w101 fandom #w101 #still thinking about it actually #if ki wont tell us anything ill do it myself #i know they never actually make use of Spell Lore in game but its one of my favorite worldbuilding details #one day ill make a more coherent explanation of how i think it works but my mind is so disorganized #sal posting

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sal-is-my-favourite · 11 months ago

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New Years Eve - Brian Quinn fanfic

You attend Q’s New Years Eve party with your bestfriend, Once the alcohol starts flowing and the party gets started you come out of your shell.

⚠️ Warning - Smut, Alcohol Consumption ⚠️

I pull on my sparkly mini dress and heels, spray some perfume and comb through my blonde curls before getting an Uber to Q’s house. It was New Years Eve and he was hosting the party this year, I met the Jokers through my bestfriend Chloe who works on the show. I was meeting her there, as I pull into Q’s street it’s filled with party goers cars. I check the time and it’s 9pm, I didn’t want to come too early. I thank my driver and make my way inside.

The house is full, the music thumps in my chest as I make my way through the crowd to the kitchen. I set down the bottle of Vodka and Champagne on the counter - I couldn’t come empty handed. I grab a red cup and pour myself a Vodka Lemonade taking a big sip i’m ready to leave 2023 behind and start fresh. I had a bad break up with my ex who I found cheating on me in our house, our bed and i’ve been feeling down in the dumps ever since but i’m ready to let that go going into the New Year and move on.

“There’s my girl!”. I turn as I hear Q shout, he’s stood leaning against the doorframe of the kitchen in a black tshirt and jeans, I smile and make my way to him. He pulls me into him wrapping his arms around my waist holding me flush against his body, I wrap my arms around his neck as he rubs the small of my back. We hang out in the kitchen catch up and do a couple of shots, ever since I met Q i’ve always had a thing for him. We both flirt everytime we see each other and there’s a lot of sexual tension between us but nothing has ever happened but maybe now that I don’t have a boyfriend anymore. Q wraps his arm around my shoulders pulling me into him, I look up at him placing my hand on his chest my other hand is under his tshirt at the back. “I’ve missed you” he smiles down at me and butterflies flutter in my tummy. “I’ve missed you too Q” I smile back at him as he leans into me but as he’s about to kiss me Chloe comes into the kitchen and shouts my name with excitement, Q pulls away and laughs slightly disappointed as he lets me go. “Sorry, did I just interrupt something?” She asks waving her finger between us. I shake my head and laugh “no, you’re fine” “let’s go dance!” She pulls me from Q and I look back at him as i’m getting dragged away, he’s stood watching as he runs his hand through his short hair.

The drinks are flowing and i’m in the living room in the crowd dancing with Chloe, Joe is sober and showing us his best moves, Murr and Sal are drunk and dancing with each other. I catch Q stood talking to his ex Taylor and I instantly feel jealous, her hands are on his body but he keeps his hands to himself whilst drinking his beer. As the night goes on I start to become more drunk and have came out of my shell, i’m dancing and slut dropping like nobody’s watching. I wander the hallway upstairs looking for the bathroom when I bump into Matt who works on the show, i’m leaning against the wall to keep my balance and he’s got his hand on the wall beside my head trying his best to shoot his shot with me. “Ey! she’s mine” Q announces as he approaches us, Matt throws his hands up defensively and walks away. “Hm I don’t think I am yours Mr Quinn, do I sense a hint of jealousy” I ask raising my eyebrow, he laughs taking my hand in his and leaning down to my ear. “I’ll make you mine” I feel him smile against my ear before he pulls me into the room to our right locking the door behind us.

I look around the room seeing pin ball machines and I then realise we’re in his game room. Q lifts me over his shoulder like he did in the Fire Department, I squeal as he plants me down on the couch in the middle of the room and climbs on top of me. “I’ve been waiting all night to have you alone, i’ve been dying to do this…” he smashes his lips against mine taking me by surprise but I kiss back letting his tongue dominate my mouth. Both our hands roam each others bodies and I grab the bottom of Q’s shirt pulling it over his head, he pushes up my mini dress exposing my bare flesh - I couldn’t have a pantie line in my dress so I was going comando. Q shuffles down the couch and pulls my legs over his shoulders diving deep licking me like I was the last ever lolly pop, I try my best to keep quiet incase anyone heard but my god he knew what he was doing. I arch my back and tangle my fingers in his hair as I cry his name reaching my climax I begin to come down and Q crawls up my body again grinning like a Cheshire Cat, I blush as he pushes down his pants followed by his boxers. “Can we turn off the light” I ask and he nods going over and flicking off the light but there’s still a little bit of light just enough to see each other. He climbs back onto me pumping himself a few times before slotting himself between my legs, he pushes into me slowly sighing happily as he does so. I put my hand on his chest and he stops pushing deeper, “whoa big guy take it easy”. He smiles at me and leans down connecting our lips again. “Tell me when I can move again” he mumbles as he kisses my neck. After I’ve adjusted to the girth it was time to tackle the length, Q moves his hips pushing deeper and deeper into me, I claw at his back trying to get used to ache between my legs. I soon adjusted to him being inside me and that’s when I saw a side to Q i’ve never seen before, he was like an animal slamming so deep inside of me he makes me scream - no one has ever done that before. The pleads and screams leaving my mouth only seem to encourage him as he grabs my legs pulling them further up his body, red claw marks are scattered over his body from my nails and desperation to cling onto him as he gives me pleasure i’ve never ever felt before. As his thrusts begin to get sloppy I know he’s getting close both our bodies are covered in sweat and the smell of sex fills the air, Q slows down pumping into me once more before stilling deep inside filling me to the brim with ropes of his white cum. I cry his name and he does mine as he falls on top of me completely exhausted. “5,4,3,2,1 HAPPY NEW YEAR” we hear the guests cheering as we lay trying to get our breaths back. Q sits up allowing me to get more air into my lungs, I notice he’s smiling down at me as I sit up. “That’s the best way i’ve ever brought in the new year. Happy New Year beautiful” he kisses my lips soft and lovingly as we lay back down on the couch in each others arms.

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A (Mostly) Accurate Timeline of Tommy Kinard

Referencing Lou’s interview with Tommy’s Backstory, his actual age, the dates in Chimney Begins and Bobby Begins Again (with rough estimates of Hen Begins because those cute fuckers didn’t give me a date title card), and the ways that the characters interact with him.

(Lou's) Date of Birth: November 10, 1984.

1984 - 2001: Tommy was an awkward, overweight kid when he was younger. He flourished in classes such as shop, where he could use his hands and create things and didn't necessarily need to talk to anyone. Then he hit a growth spurt, got taller, and joined the football team. Tommy quickly becomes an all star football guy who stands up for any kids who were like him when he was younger.

Tommy says in 7x04 that he flew helicopters for the army before he was a firefighter.

2001 - 2005: In 2001, Tommy would have been seventeen. September 11th was likely the impetus for joining the army, which he could have done as soon as it was his birthday. Basic training is ten weeks for the army, slightly longer if he was aiming for a specialized group. Army tours of duty are between six and twelve months. He could very easily have gone through basic, done between two and four tours in the Middle East, and still joined the fire academy so that he has just finished his probationary year when Chimney comes to the 118.

(updated April 26th: I've been reliably informed by multiple sources that a pilot would have to spend a minimum of five years with the army, and to that I can only say that the writers must be blamed for their timeline. ;) let us assume that there was a reason (good or bad) that Tommy only served four years and I will not speculate as to which in this post because that crosses over from a timeline to headcanons and I want everyone to be able to use this if they want. please see this post for slightly more detail on my reasoning)

2006: 22 years old.

Chimney spends between ten and twenty-four weeks at the fire academy, so Chimney comes into the station in 2006/2007, depending on the time of year (c’mon guys give me something it’s LA and you don’t really have weather out there) and the episode covers most of his probationary year. Most likely it is two years from start to finish, as Chimney does spend part of the episode doing things other than starting at the fire academy.

Tommy is probably the probie who came in just before Chimney, and would have just finished his probationary year. There is a scene in the early part of the episode where Gerrard asks when Tommy’s girlfriend is coming by to cook dinner, but there’s also an offhand comment that she’s never been by the house before so who really knows if there was a girlfriend at all.

Sal DeLuca seems to be Tommy’s senior partner, the same way that Eli is Chimney’s senior partner, so they were probably paired up to show him the ropes when he showed up at the firehouse. Tommy definitely takes his cues from Sal, who takes his cues from Gerrard. Tommy is a bit of a bully because of who he is modeling himself after and the culture that he feels he has to assimilate into but he also does look uncomfortable at a lot of the jokes directed towards Chimney, and you catch him throwing a look to check on Chimney at the funeral in the flashback. After Chimney saves his life Tommy does reach out – awkwardly, but he still reaches out, and even asks Eli about him at the end of the episode.

2010: 26 years old.

Hen has just arrived at the 118. These dates are based on the Twilight movie joke about being Team Jacob and the fact that Taylor Lautner was 18 when Eclipse came out (2010) and most of us agreed during the first two movies that we would not make gross jokes about minors, right guys? Right Sal? Tommy doesn’t react violently to the gay joke which could be proof that he’s comfortable with who he is even if he hasn’t told anyone. If he’d been truly insulted or grossed out by the joke it’s more likely he would have protested rather than blowing a kiss at Sal. (update May 6th: In 6x01, canonically 2022, Hen tells Bobby that she has been a firefighter for twelve years, so your girl nailed this timing and she's very proud of herself.)

Tommy is splitting his time between Sal and Chimney — we see them sitting together at the dinner table in a similar formation to the way that Hen, Buck and Chim sit together in the current 118 — but still lets himself take cues from the way that Gerrard treats Hen at the beginning of the episode. He is less of a bully than he was in Chimney Begins but still going along with the crowd because he doesn’t want to rock the boat. Saying that the east coast vibes means she was being called a bitch isn’t great, but that entire scene does play into generally accepted stereotypes about the east and west coast in the states and it is perhaps a bad attempt at explaining that to Hen, rather than bullying – but it comes off badly so it doesn’t really matter what the intent was. Chimney looks very disappointed in him for this. (Tommy talks in 7x05 about not being out but knowing that he wasn’t straight when he was in the 118, and we can only assume that showing up to the 118 and meeting Sal and Gerrard in 2005 made it very clear right away that he should toe the line of the rest of the house or find a new job.) The look on his face when Hen does her speech on the fire truck is definitely a realization of who he’s become and it doesn’t appear that he likes who he is.

He is one of the firefighters who is impressed by Hen’s idea about the firehose in the mudslide and he and Sal make a point to come to Hen before she gets called upstairs to see Captain Cook and tell her that she was right about the call and that she is a good firefighter. In the captain’s office Hen is told that a few firefighters made reports – given that in this episode we are mostly focused on Chimney, Tommy, and Sal as her teammates, and they’re the only three that talk to her before this revelation, I believe the storytelling wants us to assume that those three were definitely some of the firefighters who made a report against Gerrard, though we can also safely assume that the entire house reported him.

2014: Bobby is in Minnesota.

Late 2014/early 2015: Bobby moves to LA. Tommy is 30/31.

Based on the montages, this episode covers more time than the other two episodes (both between a year and a half to two years long) and ends with Tommy leaving and Buck coming in. Buck is just finishing his probationary year in 2018, so it follows that Bobby Begins Again covers the three years between 2014 and 2017, with most of Buck’s probationary year happening off screen before the pilot.

We are told during the betting scene that pre-Bobby’s arrival there have been two years of captains switching in and out. Gerrard was kicked out pretty early in Hen’s career at the 118 and Captain Cook came in (but was close to retirement) so it tracks that he was their captain between 2010 and 2012 and then left.

You’ll notice that during the betting scene and a lot of the fire house montages, Hen is no longer the only woman in the house or on their shift — the higher ups were serious about changing the culture in the LAFD and they did in fact put their money where their mouths were.

As of Bobby’s arrival to LA, Tommy is the third part of the Chimney and Hen trio – they get drinks together, they shit talk work (and Sal), they lend each other money, they talk about how scars get you the girls. (Tommy is obviously still not out at work, but he could be dating someone, it's hard to know.) This is the 118 mirror of Hen’s support group with Athena, and they would not be spending time with each other outside of work if they didn’t like each other. At this point Tommy and Chimney have been working together for eight years! Between Chimney and Hen they have worn off most of the asshole edges that Tommy had in the first two flashback episodes. Chimney, Hen and Tommy sit together at family dinner and Hen arranges a cake and a party for Tommy — something that she wouldn’t have done if she didn’t like him at that point — when he gets his transfer to the 217 and starts flying again. (This is also the first instance of Hen getting a cake to celebrate things happening at the 118.)

Tommy has been at the 118 for twelve years. Chimney and Tommy have worked together for eleven years. Hen and Tommy have worked together for seven years. Bobby and Tommy have worked together for three years.

2019: 35 years old

Tommy has been at the 217 for two years and redirects a flight of their water plane to the subdivision when Chimney calls him. Chim says “Hey it’s Howie,” and still has Tommy’s number saved in his phone. We can assume that they are at least in sporadic contact and have been since Tommy left. We’ll call the odds 50/50 on the chance that Tommy has told Chimney (and perhaps Hen) that he is not straight at this point. Everyone says the Chimney can’t keep a secret but both he and Hen know that there is a difference between a secret and outing someone. (update May 6th: based on the lack of total surprise from both of them that it was Tommy that Buck decided to kiss so hard he got soot beard, I am even more confident now that at some point between leaving the 118 and season seven Tommy did in fact tell both of his friends that he wasn't straight. How and when he did is something I will let y'all decide in fanfic! Still trying to keep this post to things that can be canonically backed up.

Spring 2024: 39 years old

Steals a helicopter for Hen when Chimney calls, flies them to a capsized cruise ship in the middle of a hurricane, makes friends with Eddie and kisses Buck. Gets invited to Chimney and Maddie’s wedding as Buck’s date. (There is a higher than zero chance that he has already been invited by Chimney since they’re friends and he’s just shocked Buck considers that a good third date.)

References:

https://www.goarmy.com/how-to-join/requirements.html

https://www.operationmilitarykids.org/how-long-is-a-tour-of-duty-in-the-military/

https://www.operationmilitarykids.org/heres-how-long-basic-training-is-for-each-military-branch/

https://www.hollywoodreporter.com/tv/tv-features/9-1-1-show-tommy-buck-kiss-relationship-lou-ferrigno-jr-1235872688/#

https://firefighternow.com/fire-academy-guide/

https://firefighternow.com/probationary-firefighter/

https://www.goarmy.com/careers-and-jobs/specialty-careers/aviation.html

https://benefits.com/veterans-benefits/types-military-discharge/

**updated April 26th with some extra references and a little explanation as to why the timeline is off (hint: it's the writer's fault ;) )

**updated May 6th with even more information (and now I kind of want to do Chim and Hen too)

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