#they say the best way to learn stuff is to teach or atleast explain what's happening lol
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Okay so like ik my friends Hella don't want to see me talk about math so I made a new blog where I'm just gonna post rambles and notes when I'm learning/researching stuff.
Rn is math but sometimes I have other ventures
@hypothesenuts
#meat speaks#i plan to make math graphics and then some so i can learn math motion graphics and prolly practice code so its like i hit 3 birds w 1 stone#they say the best way to learn stuff is to teach or atleast explain what's happening lol#maybe ill reblog stuff that could be of intrest to nonmath loving folk when i get there lol#the name is bad ik im prolly gonna change it when i think of smth better lmao#ill prolly still post my math stresses here tho lol
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Yeah!! It’s mainly in pokemas that we really see his love of teaching younger trainers and seeing the younger generations grow. Like, there’s so many moments where Blue seems to be proud of the younger generation, wanting to see them get stronger as he passes on his knowledge and lessons.
(Putting under a read more incase you don’t wanna read the quotes and my probably nonsensical rambling Lol)
Random conversation (Sygna Suit)
"You're another Trainer I'm focused on beating, <player>. Just like Red."
"I admit, I consider you a rival."
"It's a little scary to watch you get stronger and stronger, but it's also kind of exciting."
"More strong Trainers means more worthwhile battles—which is a plus, of course—but there's more to it than that."
"Maybe I'm just happy to watch you grow and mature as a person, too."
"I managed to find a new goal here, too."
"Y'know how we've met a lot of up-and-coming Trainers here on Pasio who all admire us?"
"I feel like it might be our duty to watch over them."
"Don't get me wrong, though. I'm still gonna get way stronger, too!"
Friendship story 1:
"C'mon, <player>! Don't tell me you're tired already!"
"You can't be the best if that's the best you can do!"
"Though...I gotta admit, it IS impressive that you finished this amount of practice."
"I always knew you had potential!"
"After all, you're the only one going through this much of my training!"
"Even my Trainers back at Viridian Gym couldn't handle this much, so you should be proud of yourself!"
(Praise him for being a good teacher.): "Heh. Of course I'm awesome!"
(Grin proudly.): "Hey, shouldn't you be thanking me?"
"Well... I say that, but I'm still learning how to be a better mentor."
"At the very least, I know I'm better at this stuff than Red is! He'd be too quiet!"
"That's why I'm glad you came to me, anyway!"
"Just you wait and see–I'm gonna beat Red someday. I've never given up on that."
"But y'know what?"
"If I teach a Trainer everything I know, and they end up beating Red..."
"I think I'd still be happy about that–almost as if I had done it myself!"
"I've started feeling that way as I watched how much you've grown here on Pasio
"Which is why... Uh..."
"I know I'm tough on you, but I hope you keep coming back to me for your training!"
"As rivals, let's see who can take down Red first!"
Friendship Story 2:
"Y'know, it's really amazing that you did so well in a battle against Red."
"But don't get too comfortable, or you'll start to fall behind."
"Trust me...I speak from experience."
"Remember, there's always something you can improve to get even stronger. That's really important."
"Honestly, though, I really am glad that you put up a good fight against Red."
"The fact that you battled toe-to-toe with him isn't just because I'm your mentor. That was all you!"
"You can't just take what you've been taught at face value. It's also important to find a way to use it that works for you!"
"So be proud of yourself! That's a mentality all the strongest Trainers have!"
(Blue lines like this make me sob loudly)
I can’t really see Blue as a professor, As he doesn’t seem to express an interest in things like pokemon biology, Blue’s a people person me thinks. One of the few lines I’ve seen him talk about the Pokemon Professor career is-
Chat After Completing Friendship Story 1:
"Gramps has a lot of experience teaching..."
"In fact, I hear he was a decent Trainer himself back in the day! I should ask him for a few pointers."
"Pokémon Professors are good at explaining stuff, so that's definitely a skill worth learning!"
He focuses on wanting to learn training tis from Prof. Oak and learning the explaining skills that Professors have. So it just furthers my feeling that Blue would prefer something battle oriented to teach younger trainers battle skills. Most of his other quotes don’t include anything about pokemon research from what I know of. Even in the mainline games it seems like Blue was only completing the Dex to one up Red, atleast that’s how I saw it.
(I’m not saying Blue hates pokemon research, its just never seemed like a priority for him)
(I’m actually adding this after I wrote this whole thing, I finally figured out where the quote I was thinking of in my previous tags, Pokemon Evolutions: The Challanger.
Agatha: Since you’re the grandson of that old coot, I thought you’d be completing the Pokedex.
Blue: Don’t you compare me with that Old Man!
So my point still stands that I feel Blue would stray from a research oriented role, +Blue didn’t even complete the Pokedex and didn’t even seem to want to.)
Elite 4 Blue is a really good HC I haven’t considered before seeing your post, I think a lot of trainers look up to the Elite 4 if I’m not mistaken. So I think it would be a good fit. I personally also like Teacher Blue, but I will be rotating Elite 4 Blue in my brain.
Anyways, About Professor Red, While its probably more headcannon rather then based on anything, I just feel fits with his personality. It allows him to explore and catch more pokemon, two things that are part of the core values of the pokemon games, so I assume as a protagonist, he’d enjoy that. +being a professor doesn’t mean he has to give up battling. It’s just his main goal becomes learning more about Pokemon. Idk, I just think he’s an absolute nerd who loves pokemon.
Though, personally- I actually don’t think Red would be a good mentor. The Neo-champion event felt very situational as Red’s main thing was teaching them how to have fun in battles, even with a loss, I feel like his mentoring style would be limited (You can’t just beat up kids to solve every problem). And now that Blue learned what he did wrong, I think he’d be a more rounded mentor.
(Tbh I have my own gripes with NeoChamp Event but not gonna say anything)
Uhm yeah, if you read this- hopefully my rambling wasn't too nonsensical and just uhhh
I believe in Elite 4 Blue and Professor Red supremacy.
YES we see blue as a great teacher during that one event in pokemas but he teaches A LOT about battling and how its okay to lose and all of that, and in pokespe his title is trainer and hes very skilled at making them ready for battles so he’d be much better at. that
literally red is a huge nerd when it comes to pokemon, and we know that from pokemas hes an insanely good teacher, ending up with his trainers winning (i think?) well rounded trainers, and in pokespe hes seen to be very interested in filling out the pokedex for the sake of learning about them (again i think)
im very guilty of combining all of the verses tbh…
also idk how to tag the user so i hope this post finds them
#trainer blue#trainer red#Sorry for rambling#Professer!Blue is just a common hc n I just can't get into it#I kinda like it when Blue and Red are professors together#But that's about it-#Ofc no hate to ppl who do#It's all good fun :3#I am sane about them#Too many lines of Blue's in pokemas got me crying in the club...#pokemon#I also like combining the verses. As a treat.#I haven't read too much of spe yet#Just up until Yellow chapter so far#But Green from there very much influenced my interp of Gameverse Green/Leaf
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Gojo with a foreign s/o who can’t read japanese
“Gojo with a foreign reader who cant read the language and helps” me self
Decided just to do this for fun since this is kinda how i am. I can speak and listen really well but when it comes to writing or reading in another language it aint happenin chief
He loves hearing you talk
The accent isnt super strong but you still say things out of order or mispronounce stuff
He finds it adorable
Or how you get all confused when too many people are talking at once
Or if your spoken to too fast
Definitely teaches you the wrong words on purpose
But at the correct time
So like you'd mess up a word and instead of telling you the proper way to fix it he just says a random asspull to throw you off in the future
Constantly teases you about it
Theres only been one or two times when he’s truly been confused by what you were trying to say but he was quick to catch on
When he introduces you to his students, tricks you into saying something really insulting
In the end he doesn’t care that japanese isn’t your first language
But despite your speaking skills he did slowly notice something
If he ever gave you something to read like a movie pamphlet you wouldn’t comment much on it and would either read it waay to fast or waay to slow
Whenever you guys went out to eat you almost always got the same thing he did
And so he decided to test something
He took you out to a restaurant that you guys have never been too
Nothing too fancy just a 3-4 star restaurant
He hasn’t told you a thing about this place, the food, style, price, nothing
And you didn’t like it
Its been a few minutes since you guys have sat down and enough time to atleast know the style of food so he asks
“What are you gonna get?” he says, resting his head in one hand
“Who knows, just so many options ya know? What about you?” you ask but he shakes his head
“I asked first”
You stare at the menu for a few seconds and internally sigh
Pointing to a random one, you said it sounded pretty good but it might be a bit much for you
He simply hums at that
Little do you know he had given you a drinks menu, nothing to do with the food
“Y/n do you know my name?” he suddenly asks
“Huh, of course i do, its Satoru”
“Write it” “huh?”
He gives you a pen from his pocket and slides over a napkin
“Write my name”
At this point your starting to grow more nervous
He found out didn’t he, oh no he’s gonna see how stupid i am and break up. Who would want to date someone who can’t even read??
You do your best to write his name but he waves his hand in dismissal
“Nah, write it in kanji” “names are really specific though”
He sighs and proceeds to explain the kanji for his name which honestly just went right over your head
You attempted to write something and when you slide the napkin back, you hold your head down in shame
He looks down at the napkin and then back up towards you, blue eyes blocked by his sunglasses while he watches your depressed state
“Y/n, im gonna make a complete wild guess and say you can’t read or write Japanese” he says leaning back in his seat
You sigh, why lie?
“It’s that obvious?” you say finally raising your head
“Well to be honest, it did take a second for me to realize. Its pretty funny honestly” he laughs
“So are you gonna break up with me?” you ask and he looked genuinely surprised by your question
“Why would I do that? You really think I care for something as small as this? It would be different if you completely couldnt understand japanese, but we wouldnt be together in the first place then would we?”
God you loved him
It made you so happy to hear that
He starts buying you little kid books
Those books that are like cardboard, filled with pictures and only have one or two words each page? Yeah you have a small bookshelf full of them now
He’s very dedicated to this bit
Every night (if hes not away on a mission) he reads you a small story and expects you to follow along
If your not living together he’d call or facetime and read the stories
Gives you little flashcards to help you learn
He would be a great and horrible teacher
Like yeah sure he’d teach you some things but also completely skip over the rules for grammar and how to use certain words
you end up being able to write but its in a very arrogant and rude way
Everyone can tell its gojo who taught you how to write because of that
He’ll teach you a word or two but in the complete wrong accent solely for his own entertainment
Gojo would have you read the stories at some point and loves to hear you work out how to read a word
he loves seeing how happy you get when you finally read through a short story without messing up
“congrats! you now have the literature skills of a three year old” hed say with a bright smile and immediately rain on your parade
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Spritefather and Selene Interaction
A fan drabble for @clouds-rambles, I hope I characterized Selene right
Without much prompting it's a tad hard to write like this, but I hope it works.
Also I hope you don't mind me mentioning Cael amnesia anon.
(Selene was hanging out with Cael when Venti makes trouble, bringing the night to a close)
(Selene pov)
Yet again, I had to drag Cael's boyfriend out of the bar. This time because he thought someone was insulting his father and punched them, but he was just talking about some mythological person called 'Spritefather'.
I haven't thought about that story in a long time, not since I was a kid. Something about him being able to "use all elements" or something and how he "taught Barbados about freedom", maybe I'll ask Lisa about it.
"Excuse me madam, my father needs to speak to that man you're carrying. Please, hand him to me." I heard a voice from behind me say, the accent was a thick Schneznayan one.
I turned around to meet the person, a woman in an outfit that wouldn't look out of place in a family portrait of old Schneznayan nobility, they also held a vision.
A cryo vision.
I three Venti into a hay pile and summoned my spear, "your a pretty bad liar, LA SIGNORA!"
"No wait! You've got it all w-" I jabbed at her with my spear, using conduct to increase it's power, "I said wait!-"
"I don't bargain with people who hurt my friends!" Hehe, that was a cool line, nice one Selene.
"W-WHAT!? HOW DARE YOU INSINUATE THAT I WOULD HURT MY OWN BROTHER!" The woman gasped and pointed behind me.
I looked back and saw an abyss mage sneaking away with Venti.
"HEY! THAT'S MY BROTHER/BEST FRIEND'S BOYFRIEND!"
The mage noticed and bolted away. We chased it all the way to star conch cliff, where it threw Venti over the edge.
"Haha! Do your worst human! I have already completed my mission! Now without your precious archon, mondstadt will-!"
A tornado of water sprouted up from the sea, then froze in place. From the newly formed spiral of ice rose a cloaked man, and around him were 6 wisps of every element but cryo.
The mage turned around, and were it not for the dendro tendril crushing it's windpipe they would have screamed in horror.
"First you threaten to kill my son," the cloaked man stepped off the spire, the air polarizing itself with electro to form a step, "then you kidnap him while my daughter is trying to retrieve him," another step, this time the air simply pushes him up to form a step, "and now you have followed through on that threat. It tried to," the man took one last, powerful step, to which a geo platform met his feet and lifted him to the hanging abyss mage, "how truly foolish must you be."
He man then lit the tendril on fire, burning the mage like a furby in a campfire.
The man lowered himself down, Venti in his arms, and said, "I'm sorry Barbados, I should have gone to get you myself. Viktoria, what happened?"
Then he noticed me.
"EEEEP!" He shouted as he dropped Venti with a thud.
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(3rd person limited, Spritefather pov)
'Oh celestia, a person! No no, keep it together. You love interacting with humans in a controlled manner. This is just as controlled, just...a suprise.' Spritefather thought.
"By Barbados' hairy nostrils! You're the Spritefather!" The human Selene shouted.
Spritefather straightened himself out and cleared his throat, "y-yes, I am. But I am not 'the' Spritefather, I'm just Spritefather. Saying 'the Spritefather' is like calling you 'the Selene'. But now isn't the time for such trivial bickerings," Spritefather gave a gentlemanly bow, "thank you for attempting to rescue my eldest child, and for taking him home everytime he indulges a bit to much on vices."
Viktoria facepalmed, "dad! They aren't supposed to know that!"
"Well why not? They're friends with him, and best friends with his boyfriend. Which by the way I STILL need to meet-" he noticed Selene was seeming kind if pale, "you ok?"
*thud*
"Oh dear."
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(3rd person omniscient pov)
(There's no good point to explain this, but they're in a serenitea pot)
Selene woke up in a very confused state, and on a cloaked woman's lap.
"Please do not be alarmed, neither me nor my daughter did anything to you." The woman said.
Selene, in response, punched the woman and scrambled away, "who the abyss are you!?"
"Well I'm not particularly loved by celestia but I'd hardly say I'm abyssal.."
"Father, people here are not as accustomed to the divine as Liyue or Inazuma." The woman from before, who Selene thought was La Signora, said as she approached them with some tea.
"Wait, fa-no, no. Don't do that Selene, it's rude."
The cloaked woman shook her hands to dismiss Selene's concern, "it's fine, however I thank you for your accepting nature. Though it is to be excepted given your personal identity."
"How do you know me?"
"Heh, have you forgotten already? Though I suppose the change in form is not common among you humans. And nonexistent in the way me and the wisps can do."
The woman got up and started twirling, then surrounded themself in elemental power, and when it cleared stood the cloaked man Selene saw in her dream...
*wait*
"That wasn't a dream...holy shit that wasn't a dream! You're the Spritefather-I mean-you're Spritefather! Your real!"
"Indeed I am. I would think everyone in mondstadt believes I'm real, but atleast that leaves less for that misconception."
"What misconception?"
"Ask Barbados, shouldn't be too hard since you two are close."
"Barba-wait Venti is actually Barbados!?
"Oh dear I'm making this worse."
The still unnamed woman sighed and shook her head, "how about we focus on why my dad decided to be a woman? Surely that would be a far more easy thing to understand."
"It's because she likes women, and I don't blame her. World cold and hard, titty warm and soft."
"Dad who taught you that!?"
"You do realize I can hear the lives of all in my home yes?"
"I guess I'm at fault." Selene laughed.
"I will have my revenge upon you for this." The woman responded.
Spritefather chuckled, "oh? And how about you get your revenge over a date. Anastasia."
"F-FATHER!"
"What? She's single, friends to someone who can teach her proper tea ceremonies, and uh....they have....hmmm..." Spritefather was trying to think if what he could say to convince his daughter, "look I just want to see grand kids!"
"FATHER"
"K-KIDS!?"
"Look I'm pushing fifty million! If one of you doesn't get me kids in the next ten million years I'm going to grow grey hair!"
Anastasia starts forming an ice throwing knife, "REBEL'S-"
"Papa, what happen?" Came a childish voice.
Selene gasped, they were looking at probably the cutest thing EVER!
"Oh my ARCHONS! IS THAT A PYROSPRITE!?"
"Yes that's my child Flameo-"
Selene, already having picked up the the baby, "they're so CUTE!"
They hugged the little flame close to their face and nuzzled them, to which Flameo quickly responded to with their own.
"Smell like..." they thought for a moment, "big Bro Bardos!" They flew around Selene excitedly, "friend!"
Spritefather sighed, "Oh dear, now the rest will be coming out. And I just got them to sleep aswell."
It wasn't long before Selene was surrounded by six Sprites.
The Electrosprite landed on her vision and started vibrating happily.
The Geosprite asked, "are you strong!? I think I could be you!"
"Oh I'm sure you could." Selene said to appease the little Sprite as she chuckled chuckled.
The Anemosprite and Pyrosprite flew around her head like children.
The Hydrosprite was inspecting her clothes, "how utterly bourgeois, has my Brother and father been teaching you how to dress? Honestly, the people of mondstadt should learn from the reconnaissance captain of the knights. Now there's a woman who knows how to dress."
"Oh you mean Eula?"
"You know her?"
"Oh yeah, she's invites me to tea every now and then."
"SHE...invites....YOU...out for TEA!?-"
Anastasia puts her hand over the Hydrosprite and tries to hold her back
"Sorry about that," the woman replied, "kids and their crushes."
(Agua, muffled: I'M SIXTEENTH HUNDRED YEARS OLD!)
"Ha-haaa...."
Selene couldn't respond to that as they felt a prick in her spine, causing them to yelp.
A Dendrodsprite slinkied up her back and put it's head on her shoulder, "just sampling...never seen blood like yours...so intertwined with the...divine....yet so distan-"
Spritefather picked up his child, "please forgive Leafy, they're in their...adventurous stage. And their adventure is to learn things. Often things that involve pins and needles."
This was going to be a looong night
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The next day, Vanessa's tree
Selene yawns and falls on the statue, Venti doing the same. The difference between them is one is hungover and waiting for his boyfriend to take him home after the fifth assassination attempt this week, the other has to deal with the consequences of being loved by children and being there to try and stop the most recent assassination
"Holy shit....this hang over....I thought Decrabain's hailstorms were bad..."
"You shouldn't try watching after Leafy.....but I think half the pains are from Agua's jealousy bites......"
"You think that's bad?.....you should have seen them when they realized Cael and I....were dating....."
"...archons I hope I was never like that as a kid...."
"Oh cherry up you two!" Spritefather said, a bit too loud for the two, "it's a new day and-"
Venti hit his father with a clump of grass using anemo
"YOUNG MAN!-
"Ohheythere'sCaelgottagobye!" The archon said as he ran off.
Spritefather sighed, "he's always like that, running from responsibilities. But he always means up when it counts, so I can only say I'm proud of the man he's become," he thought for a moment, "except for when he turns into a woman for whatever reason, then I'm proud of the woman she's become...you know, after being around single form life for so long stuff like that feels so strange. I mean you humans are born with one form and cant naturally change it. But if you feel it's wrong you'll go through so much trouble just to get close to what us shape changers can get. While to humans it is inspiring purely because of the person's determination to take the form they so deserve, that they were truly meant to have. But for me it's so much more! The human spirit and will is oh so inspiring, but the amount humans go through! So much money, so much time, and in many places simply enduring life! Why even I couldn't get the...uh...transphobia is it?...out of Inazuma!Terribly sorry human language changes so much. Oh and on language! To think that I was there when the first cave man was trying to mimic the grunts of the gods, only to make something so much superior to them to the point that the gods copied THEM! And speaking of copies have you ever heard of the time Dainsleif-" he paused as he saw Selene's bored face, "sorry. One little thing and I start ranting and rave...no, it's info dumping. And I should thank you humans for making that term, and all the other wonder words you've made, and the medical advances. They've helped me understand myself....ah but look at me, rambling on again. You know what? For entertaining my kids the whole night, and listening to an old man's ramblings, I'll give you a boon. Anything you want, if I can get it you shall have it."
Selene thought for a moment. She thought about asking him to bring back her father, but they knew he couldn't raise the dead. She even thought...of her mother, to see her again, but they knew that it wouldn't help. A selfish part of her even wanted someway to reignite her's and Rosaria's relationship, after all that part of her life was, but she knew it would be wrong and that they both agree they just didn't work.
Perhaps just ask for mora? She did need some for a good night's rest, but that felt wasteful. What was one night's rest for what could be a lifetime of amazing power. But maybe it would be wrong to ask for something like power. Ah! She's got it!
"How about a spear? A really powerful one that compliments my powers perfectly! Oh! And make it look really cool!"
Spritefather blinked, then laughed, "well, that's rather simple isn't it? So amazing you humans. You expect them to make something big and/or selfish, like taking control of a country, or killing someone. Yet never once has one of my boons been used for anything bad. Even when they're selfish. Like one time I met a very selfish person who I granted a boon, and all he did with it was ask me to make sure the kids of Inazuma were never hungry. Ah, now that. That was ranting, sorry." Spritefather walked over to the statue's base and knocked three times, "hello Vanessa. It's been a while since I last called you, but I was hoping you could give me a hand? And perhaps a very sturdy branch off your tree?"
"Uhhh-"
A light shown down from the heavens and the ground shook, causing a skeletal hand to rise from the depths.
Selene would have screeched if she weren't so tired, "I'd prefer my weapon to be less...body part-sy."
"Nonsense! Everyone knows that bones make the best weapons! You know why it's called a prototype rancor?! BECAUSE NOONE WANTS TO ACCEPT THAT THE PERFECTED VERSION I, THE INVENTOR, MADE INCLUDES THE SHINBONES OF MITSCHURLS! YOU EVER SEEN A-*ahem*-sorry, rambling."
As he was ranting, a branch handed Spritefather a sturdy branch from the tree.
"Perfect, now a bit of magic and-" the two items blew up in Spritefather's face before reforming into a purple and black spear that ended in a feathery sleeve like pattern that was attached to a sharp blade that looked very much like a hand made into a spear blade. Mainly because it was.
A brilliant light shone down on the Spritefather as he floated up and presented the spear to Selene(mumbled: thanks Venessa)
"SELENE OF MONDSTADT!"
His voice became that of s god's, filled with power and compassion, booming across windrise.
"YOU HAVE SPOKEN YOUR WISH, AND BY MY HONOR AS THE ENTERNAL FATHER, I AM DUTY BOUND TO GRANT IT!"
He leans imup to Selene and whispered to her, "do you like the eternal father moniker? I thought it up myself."
"Oh yeah, 10/10, really keeping with the Inazuman background."
"Thanks."
"TAKE YOUR GRAND BLADE, AND GO FORTH TO CARVE THROWS DESTINY AND TILL YOUR OWN FUTURE!"
Selene took the spear, "uh...thanks?"
"Oh your very welcome. By the way how was that delivery? I've been working on the whole 'I am a powerful being' delivery for a few centuries."
"A bit hard to understand, but overall gets the vibe across. Maybe 8/10? Low seven probably."
"Yeah, I kind of expected that. Wonder how else I could get that effect, you know without the whole can't understand thing."
"Well, I've got teo other immortals to meet. Ones I need to question."
"Ah yes, I'm sure Cael and Barbados have much to answer for to you."
"Yes they do. I don't suppose 'see you around' would be appropriate here?"
"On a sense? It's appropriate. After all I'm your friend now aswell, and I prefer a life without isolation. So...see you round?"
"Sure, see you around."
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Admittedly didn't know how to end this. I like it but I'm a tad worried I made it to focused on my character and didn't give Selene enough attention.
Regardless I hope you enjoyed it cloud! I really tried to get Selene right. And sorry it took so long, sleep kept getting messed up, and then covid shot+forgetting to hydrate kicked my ass.
(Tagging: @storytravelled, @golden-wingseos, and @clouds-rambles)
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Welcome to chaldea
Time to explore how the hell Rex even got to chaldea in the first place.
*in a suburban home somewhere in Kansas, laying in his bed was the man who would eventually be thrown into some magical bs*
*phone rings*
Me: *picking up the phone* hola?
Gramps: Hola mijo!
Me: oh hey gramps
Gramps: how are doing today?
Me: I'm fine, and you?
Gramps: bien , muy bien. Hey, you think you can come over? It's kind of important.
Me: uh sure I guess I could.
Gramps: and make sure you come alone
Me: oh... OK.
*later on right outside a pretty dingy looking house*
Me: *driving up to the building*
Me: here we are. Wonder what he needs
*enters the house*
Me: gramps! You in here?!
Gramps: *from another room* over here mijo!
*Rex walks to a room that looks a bit like an office. And there at a desk sat an older kinda short looking Mexican man*
Rex: hey Gramps. You wanted to see me?
Gramps: si mijo! There's something I need to tell you about.
Me: uh sure thing, what is it?
Gramps: ...you ever heard of magic mijo?
Me: *already concerned* uh.... yeah.
Gramps: you think it's all just nonsense and fairy tails don't you?
Me: well all evidence I and the world at large have seen points towards it being bs, yeah.
Gramps: well what if I told you it was all true, and all magic users have been keeping it a secret from the rest of the world?
Me: what like Harry Potter? Well first off I'd be concerned about your mental health somewhat.
Gramps: hahaha, yeah I imagine that's an appropriate reaction. But what if I showed you this *just fucking makes fire appear out of his hands*
Me: .....well then. Is it real?
Gramps: course it's real. Try to feel it
Me: *reaches hand out, it's actually warm* ...how the fuck?
Gramps: like I said, magic! Well we call it thamaturgy, we don't consider it true magic.
Me: then wtf is true magic?
Gramps: the stuff of dreams! The things some true magicians can do are beyond imagination and even comprehension!
Me: well then... why are you telling me all this now? Who else knows?
Gramps: no one else in the family. I've kept this a secret for ages.
Me: ages?! How old are you?
Gramps: oof! I don't even remember! But I will say my earliest memory is of some Spanish fools asking about a golden city. And even then I wasn't exactly a spring chicken
Me: *thinking about how old that could be* holy... so you can keep yourself young with magic?
Gramps: yeah, most mages don't but a few dabble in it.
Me: why keep it a secret for so long? And why start talking now?
Gramps: well to answer your first question, it's because most of mage culture is horrible and lacks morality almost entirely.
Me: ...huh
Gramps: and almost all mages are fools, refusing to adapt with the times. They're obsessed with the old ways, it can get downright pathetic honestly!
Me: interesting... again why now?
Gramps: well I figure it's time to stop extending my life so damn much and open the way for the next generation, as in you!
Me: Me?! You want me start doing magic?
Gramps: yup!
Me: why me? Why not dad or mom or someone?
Gramps: because I've been specifically getting you ready for this. Your magical circuits are the best in the family, the only ones that compare to mine.
Me: ...my what?
Gramps: they're called magical circuits. It's the part of the body that allows people to practice thamaturgy in the first place.
Me: so it's genetic?
Gramps: yeah, almost every generation after me had subpar circuits. Slowly over the generations I did small experiments to ensure that eventually I will have a proper successor. Nothing too bad, no one would've noticed. And you are the culmination of that work.
Me: feels really weird to be called the culmination of your work.
Gramps: yeah, that's an understandable reaction. Don't worry, I never needed to do anything to you. You were born ready to go. I just needed to wait until you were old enough.
Me: alright. So how do we start this? You start teaching me how to do this?
Gramps: early on I did have that in mind, but then a friend of mine starting working on something that I think would be better. You see, in the world of magecraft I'm actually kinda infamous. I'm a bit of a black sheep compared to the rest of magus society. Instead of focusing on 1 type of magecraft I decided to travel all around and learn as much as I could.
Me: so you're a bit of a jack of all trades?
Gramps: yeah, that's a good way to put it. I made many friends and enemies in my travels. And many want to know all the secrets I have, because I know forms of magecraft that many would love to get their hands on. For example, I'm ages old but don't look a day over 80 right?
Me: yeah.
Gramps: usually for other mages to achieve this many sacrifices are made, like sanity or their bodies start to deteriorate. But not me! I have access to magecraft that's long since died out.
Me: damn
Gramps: and all those secret will go to you. Or atleast most that I can give. And automatically once I die, all my enemies will be your enemies.
Me: WHAT!?
Gramps: but! Then I heard a friend of mine, from the animusphere family started working on something called the Chaldea security organization. And he needs mages, I talked to him and ensured that you'll join. And in return he'll ensure no one can get to you.
Me: so I'll go their to learn instead of you?
Gramps: yup! Soon enough I'll transfer my crest, which what'll you need to get started, you'll receive a phone call to confirm your participation. Then eventually someone will come get you, and you'll get started from there.
Me: so it's like a job? And is it OK for them to get someone so new to this?
Gramps: they just need bodies, and yeah it's basically a job. But you'll be staying there. So I'm basically forcing you to finally be independent and move out of your parent's home
Me: I'm only 20, it's not that bad.
Gramps: still, this has been set in motion. Are you prepared for what's coming?
Me: not even remotely! But I have very little say do I?
Gramps: nope!
*eventually after a few days, Gramps transfered his crest over to Rex. Eventually Gramps passes, and Rex just waited*
*phone rings*
Me: hello?
*a female voice is heard*
Olga: hello, this is the director of the chaldea security organization. I have a note from the previous director to call this number on this day. Are you the successor of that... unique magus who passed recently?
Me: yes I am.
Olga: and am I correct to assume that you've been informed of your involuntary recruitment into this organization?
Me: yup
Olga: ok, I'm not going to force you to join but I will say it is in your best interest to join. Once other magus find out about you, and they will, you will likely not be safe.
Me: yeah, he made that clear. I've already prepared myself to join
Olga: excellent, a car will be coming tomorrow to take you to a plane. From there you'll be taken here.
Me: alright then. Is that it?
Olga: that's all, see you soon enough
*the phone is hung up*
Me: kind of annoying being thrown into this. But from what I've heard it could be worse. *looks at an envelope left by gramps*
*on the envelope it says "don't open until you get there, and make sure to bring the feather"*
Me: *holding said feather* he gave me this thing ages ago. So I guess this was him getting me ready for all this? Wth does a feather have to do with magic anyways?
*the next day on the plane*
*Rex is seated next to a pair of twins*
Rikka: *trying to start conversation* hey there!
Me: hi
Rikka: what's your name?
Me: you can call me Rex
Rikka: well hey there Rex! You can call me Rikka, and this is my brother Rikko!
Rikko: *is sleeping*
Rikka: *elbows him* wake up bro!
Rikko: huh? What?
Rikka: so why'd you decide to join up?
Me: was kinda forced into this by gramps
Rikka: your grandpa forced you to join?
Me: oh, he's not actually my grandpa. Everyone in my family just called him that because he's older. And yeah I was forced essentially, because a lot of magus don't like him apparently. And as his successor I'm apparently going to have a target on my back. But he said the director would promise my safety if I joined so... yeah
Rikka: well that's kind of messed up! But that's mage culture for ya!
Me: man every time I hear about mage culture, it's non-stop misery and dread
Rikka: do you not know much about mage culture?
Me: no! Just a month ago, magic would've been considered fairy tale nonsense to me! But now I'm being thrown into something I barely understand to stay safe from who knows what!
Rikko: that's very weird. Normally it's driven into your head from birth
Me: but not me! Even the rest of my family knew nothing until I showed them some of the basic spells gramps taught me! He's left me with very little while throwing me into this crazy world. It's kind of weird because he was always that cool relative that was a blast whenever he visited! But now he's the man who threw me into this magic hell and then died! All he's left me with is this journal to figure out basic magecraft and this bite and feather
Rikko: feather? Why the feather?
Me: good question. The note might explain but it says to wait until we get there.
Rikka: well when you do open it can you tell us?
Me: sure I guess
Me: but I've gone on long enough, why are you guys joining?
Rikko: well we just needed some work and independence, and our parents heard about this place and said we should join up
Me: that's it?
Rikka: yup!
Me: huh, ok then
*eventually once at chaldea and after the huge presentation at the beginning the 3 are walking towards their rooms*
Me: man you two kept falling asleep, if I weren't there to keep you guys awake who knows how the director would've reacted. And also thankfully that Mash girl told us the right way to go to our rooms
Rikka: *still sleepy* yeah, thanks for that. And thanks Mash
Rikko: *also sleepy* so where's our rooms anyways?
Me: *stopping at a door* right here it seems
Rikka: cool! Let's get in to read your note already!
Me: don't you want to get into your rooms first?
Rikka: that can wait! I'm too curious right now!
Me: alright then
*the door opens and sitting on the bed is a man with long red hair tied in a pony tail is seen eating cake, along with him is a dark skinned woman with dark purple hair*
Me: uh...
Rikka: hey there?
Rikko: did you get the wrong room?
Me: no... it says right on the paper
*the two on the bed stand up*
Romani: oh sorry about that we were just kind of taking a quick break, this room had been empty for so long we just used it to hang out.
Me: huh... well sorry but I've been assigned to this room.
Rikka: who are you guys anyway?
Romani: I'm Romani Archaman, the head doctor around here though most people call me Dr. Roman. And this lovely woman is my wife, and assistant
Mrs. Archaman: hello there
Me: oh the head doctor huh? Interesting
Rikko: nice to meet you doc
Rikka: ...you guys both have fluffy hair
Roman: yeah we get that a lot
Mrs. Archaman: mostly me though. People always want feel my hair
*out of nowhere comes a little white animal*
Roman: oh is that the fabled mystery creature Mash told us about?
Mrs. Archaman: oh how cute!
Me: wtf is he?
Rikko: squirrel?
Rikka: cat?
Roman: no idea, my first time seeing him
Roman: come here little guy, I'll give you a treat
Fou: fou fou!
Roman: wait a minute, what's with the pitying look in his eyes!?
*all of a sudden the lights go out, thanks to the explosion*
Well that's the pretty much the story
Really wanted to finally show how Rex got into chaldeas in the first place.
Tagging some folks @panyum @grievouslyxorvia @gxymlky @hasereshdoneanythingwrong
Kinda wonder if people will realize who the mysterious wife is
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How to become punk
This is 4000+ words so it's a very long shot, and i made this a longgggg time ago but I hope you like it, at the bottom ill post his transformation!
"I don't understand it!" I sighed to myself angrily as I watched Patton blush.
What's so great about Virgil?! I mean I could be like that!
"Anyways Patton, I gotta go." Virgil says giving him a two fingered salute as he turned his back and walked away.
"Oh my goodness Logan did you see him?!" Patton exclaimed. "I can see it now, we're going to own four dogs, and our house it gonna be mag-" He starts as I interrupt him.
"I wouldn't look to far into the future Patton, your not even sure if you two at compatible ." I state feeling my heart break slightly.
"Plus he's no good for you, he's got a bad reputation in the school, and previous schools."
"Maybe that's why I like him..." Patton mutters to himself as he stares lovingly in the direction Virgil walked in.
Patton, the school most innocent kid, has fallen for the 2nd most bad boy in ringwell high.
And his best friend has to watch.
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"His hair is soooo purple now, it's a great color on him!" Patton smiles growing red in the face.
"You know if you like him so much why don't you talk to him." I suggest putting on a fake smile.
"But I couldn't!" Patton starts.
"Yes you can, you've been swooning over him for the past two months." I say rolling my eyes.
"Will you come with me then? I need a wingman." He pleas
"If it will make you happy." I say knowing he doesn't know the double meaning to that statement.
"Awe thank you Lo!!" He says as I lead the way to Virgil.
"Hey teach, hey pat." Virgil states leaning back against the wall.
"Hey Virgil!" Patton smiles, as they quickly start to talk.
Soon I see a tall figure, covered with tattoos, hair in a Fo-hawk. Wearing a jean jacket with the arms ripped off combat boots and ripped jeans. Devan, the reason why Virgil is the 2nd biggest bad boy of the school.
"Hey Virgil." He says voice deep. "who's this?" He asks raising a brow at Patton, and I can see his heart skip a beat,
"I'm p-Patton." He states flustered
"And I'm Logan." I state as Devan nods his head.
"Well do you want to ditch next period. Virgil?" He asks as Virgil nods.
"Sure thing Dee."
"I'm going to get a new tattoo, I'm thinking snake scales right here." I says turning his head and pointing at his neck.
"That's sweet! I think imma get a thunderstorm, or something" Virgil states as he licks his snake bites on his lips.
"Well I'll see you two around." Devan says giving a wink to Patton and I can see his breathing quicken.
"Sure thing." He blushes as the other two walk away.
"He was sooooo hot! I would let him fu-"
"Don't finish that sentence" I sigh trying not to sound sad as I fix my glasses.
So Patton as a thing for bad boys huh, well I guess that is do able.
"He Logan, I'm gonna be gone next week, my cousin is getting married!" Patton smiles as my heart explodes.
"That's fine, I'll pick you up when your back." I state as he nods happily.
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(Next week)
"Virgil I need your help." I state as he glances up at me.
"With????"
"I need to be more like you, Patton has a thing for bad boys and-" I start but get interrupted
"You have a thing for him, and trust me I can tell he likes bad boys." He laughs "but don't worry I got you covered." He states as relief washes over me.
"But under one condition." Virgil states as my stomach sinks. "You need to help me with Mr. popular over there He states pointing over at Roman Prince.
"Why that moron?" I think out loud as Virgil blushes.
"I don't know, maybe it's because he's a moron, but you get him to at least befriend me, and I'll give you a free ride into Patton's heart". He states before mumbling "since h- a- does"
"What did you say? Ya know nevermind, you have a deal." I say as Patton's smile flashes through my mind. "I bet I could do it within 30 minuets." I state confidently as Virgil stares at me strangely
"If you can I'll even teach you how to build and ride a motorcycle." He laughs not believing I'm my capability's and Romans arrogance with his overwhelming lack of common sense.
Oddly enough I'm pretty good friend with Roman, although it's safe to say I'm probably the Biggest nobody in the school, and he's the one who's got everyone around his finger, we make a pretty good team.
I make my way over, as a smile grows on my face "oh Mr. Popular." I say in a goofy voice as he turns around with a smirk.
"Oh great it's Einstein himself." He says putting on a face of disgust and I laugh. "What's up lo?" He asks.
"Can I talk to you for a bit?" I ask as he nods his head and waved goodbye to his friends.
"You good?" He asks In a soft voice as I nod.
"I just got a few questions for ya that's all." I shrug "first what's your favorite color
"Purple? Why?"
"Do you like guys?" I ask
"Wow big jump okay..."
"Oh shut it, i think i know the answer." I state slapping his arm as he chuckled under his breath.
"and uhh yeah I've been openly bi for a few months, I can't believe I didn't tell you." He laughs awkwardly.
"What do you think of Virgil August?" I ask
"I've never talked to him, he seems kinda Unapproachable." Thats what he says about everyone he likes, he uses it as an excuse, even tho he knows he cab talk to anyone.
"Hmm, what about look wise." I ask knowing he won't catch on.
He turns around full 180° and checks Virgil out in the least subtle way possible. "He's a cutie, I guess. But I adore his piercings."
"Wanna meet him?" I say alittle surprise on how he hasn't even guessed why I'm asking all of theses questions revolving around the angsty bad boy.
"Alright." He shrugs as we make our way over to the dark dressed teen.
"Virgil this is Roman, Roman, Virgil." I state as he looks at me surprised.
"Hey, your the receiver on the football team right?" Virgil asks as he doesn't know.
"And your the kid who plays the guitar before and after school." Roman says giving his, what the girls call it 'heart stealing smile' and I can tell it worked on Mr. bad boy over here.
"Uhh yeah." Virgil blushes. "I didn't think anyone heard that." He states bringing his hand to his neck and rubbing it nervously.
"Your really good, Is love to hear you play sometime." Roman claims casually as Virgil shrugs
"Roman! Come here!" I hear josh call as Roman holds up a finger telling him to wait.
"Here." Roman says pulling a sharpie out of his letterman's jacket as he grabs Virgil's hand and taking off the lid.
"Give me a call, maybe we could see a movie sometime." He smiles as he finishes writing his number and just as he leaves he turns around waves us goodbye and gives Virgil a wink.
"Holy shit you did it. Holy fuck I have his number, holy damn he wants to take me to a movie." Virgil fangirls
"Holy hell, can you say holy one more time?" I laugh as Virgil rolled his eyes.
"Well, lets make Patton fall for you harder than I can fall down the highschool stairs."
I laugh as I remember Virgil staring at Mr. Royal pain, not paying attention to the snow covering the steps, as be sails down the stairs spraining his wrist as be almost manages to do a hand stand only to flip over the rail to the other half of the stairs. And somehow I was the only one who saw it.
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"Alright Logan, now that you've built one, now you need to learn how to ride one." Virgil sighs as I look at my hands covered in oil and other substances.
"Can I you know, wash up first?" I ask wiping my hair out of my face.
" No you gotta learn now dammit." He states with a smile.
"Uh alright." I state akwardly. "Ohhh you were using sarcasm weren't you?" I say as it clicks.
"Yes, yes I was." He says shaking his head, but once you've learned how to ride, we will do something about this." I states pointing me up and down.
"I'm thinking electric blue." He mumbles outloud.
"You know if it makes patton, share similar, feelings I'll do it." I sigh
"You do know you shouldn't have to change for him, he should like you for you." Virgil states uneasy.
"That's the thing, no one is going to want to date a super computer with no style." I state.
"Well, I'll do this for you, but I'm not going to have you do the permanent stuff, just in case you ever want to go back." He states as we make our way inside to get washed up.
After an hour of relaxing I hear Virgil call my name.
"Let's teach this nerd how to ride!" He laughs as I walk into the living room rolling my eyes, knowing full well he's just teasing.
I follow him out side to see the motorcycle I built, and his.
"So what have you driven?" He asks
"A car and a Moped" I shrugged as he lets out a snicker
"So you've driven a gay motorcycle?" He laughs." As I nod laughing with him. "Don't worry I've driven one too, but atleast you should be decent at riding this bad boy."
"If you say so." I claim as I climb onto my bike."
"So when riding your right hand is responsible for two crucial functions, acceleration and braking." He begins to explain "remember that a little twist on the throttle goes along way, you'll find that out when you find your ass on the pavement."
"You have to be smooth when pressing the brakes, if not you can and will skid and cause an accident if you push the brake to quickly." He states moving over to the other side of the bike "but if you are going to use your rear break right here, you are going to have to multitask and use your foot, this is the most effective way of stopping." He explains while I make a mental note to use that one more often.
"The clutch on the motorcycle is very similar to a car." He starts pointing at it. "You must brake slightly when switching gears, so your bike won't rattle. But finding neutralwitg your left foot will get some getting used to, make it a habit to clutch every time you switch." He stated as he grabs the clutch and puts it in neutral.
"That about it, now go to first gear and ride."He states walking over to his bike.
I take a deep breath in as I slowly let go of the break, hold down the clutch as I make it into first gear, and I start off down the dirt road.
Slowly it becomes more natural, me using my left foot gets easier and I'm learning how to use the brakes without almost flipping the bike. After a few hours of riding around me and Virgil decide to call it a night.
"You did good," he stays with surprise In his voice "better than my first go."
"Thanks!" I smile at him as I walk inside and flop on the couch.
"I say when we wake up in the morning, we go get some bleach and box dye, and mix up your wardrobe alright." He says throwing me a few blankets and pillows.
"Thanks Virgil, really."
"Anytime, plus you got me a date with Mr. Roman Prince so I might as well." He laughs slightly, " if ya need anything holler, I'm probably gonna be awake till, three."
"Alright But you should sleep more, really." I state
"Oh god your beginning to sound like my mother." He scoffs lightheartedly as he walks into his room.
I pull out my phone to see a text from Patton,
Hey lo, my flight will be here at 10:30am on Thursday, I know your going to be at school. But I'm hoping you can still pick me up
Yeah that should be fine, and you know how you were telling I should change up my style?
Yeah! Omg did you do it,? What are you going for?! I think you would look fantastic with a piercing or two!! Or like a jean jacket!!
You'll see, let's just say I've picked up a few tips from our neighborhood edge lord.
Omg I'm so exited, I can already imagine what your going to look like!!
Yeah anyways I'm gonna head to bed I'll see you in a few days, goodnight Patton.
Goodnight lo, I have something ive wanted to tell you, but since your suprising me, I can wait.❤️
Strange he normally doesn't send hearts to me. I think as I feel my heat rate increasing. he's probably is just excited to see me all 'punked up' I think to myself as I plug in my phone and allow myself to fall into a peaceful sleep
-
I wake up at a semi reasonable time, later than I normally sleep.
I sit up and rub the sleep out of my eyes before realizing that I slept in my clothes from before.
I stand up, and make my way into the kitchen to see a note.
I'm guessing you wake up early so if you so eat what ever, I'll be up around one, if you want you can continue practicing riding
-V
10 isn't early. I think to myself shrugging as I open the fridge and decide to make myself some egg toast. I'll make Virgil some before he wakes up.
After about 15 minutes it's done yet food isn't really on my mind. All I can think about is patton. His smile, his laugh, his very sexual innuendos that are actually funny, how he's been by my side since day one. I love it how his curly hair springs back up when he pulls on them. The freckles that line his glasses, his dimples. He bright emerald eyes. He, in my eyes is the definition of perfect. But I'm worried he won't like me, even after I change for him, after all I'm just... me
My hair is a taupe brown, messily combed back, so strands naturally fall in my face. Brown eyes, they sometimes look gold but they aren't anything impressive. I'm tall, lanky, boring. My smile doesn't light up a room. My laugh isn't the best. Patton is everything I'm not, so why am I trying so hard to 'win him over?'
I sigh as I push my plate to the side, I know I'm in too deep, plus Patton already knows that my look is going to change so I might as well.
I sit in the same spot at the breakfast bar, pondering, the 'What ifs' and all the possible endings if we got together, having some be a magical fantasy others, heart breaking friendship ruining endings . Apparently I was sitting here for a long time since Virgil stumbled into the room pulling out the milk from the fridge.
"Logan I can feel your doubt in my sleep, what's up?" He asks with purple hair flying every which way.
"I don't know, I feel like even after I change, Patton's still not gonna like me." I explain as Virgil laughs slightly
"Are you Fucking me right now? Patton only ever talks about you!" He exclaims. "He May not know it but I can see that he is head over heals, believe it or not Patton is always happier when your around. He blushed when he retells the adventures you've been on, like I said were not doing anything to permanent, just making you pop, so everything clicks for him." Virgil says trying to lighten my mood.
"But how do you know, all we know is he loves me platonically, Patton likes bad boys, and guess what I'm not." I huff as Virgil rolls his eyes as the doorbell rings.
" Uhh I'll be right back, but this conversation is not over." Virgil states as he stands up and swings open the door to see Roman standing confidently, hair styled to his perfection, while Virgil is standing embarrassed, hair like a train wreck, purple pajama bottoms with storm clouds, and shirt less.
"Uhh her Roman!" I hear Virgil squeak out "I didn't know you were coming."
"Well I wanted to surprise you!" Roman laughs as Virgil pats down his bed head. "Trust me you look great." Roman complements as Virgil opens the door letting the taller In
"Hey lo! What's up?" Roman asks as he slides into the chair next to mine.
"The ceiling." I shrug. As he give me a small smile and shakes his head.
"You ready for your hair transformation?" He asks giving me wiggly eyebrows, like the goofball he is.
"Actually, I am."
"Great! Cause I already got the dye!" Virgil says shaking two boxes, one is bleach the other a bright blue dye box.
"I thought we were getting those today?" I ask aloud
"Yeah but i was bored last night, sooo." He laughs while he stands on the other side of the breakfast bar.
"When did you go out?" Roman asks.
"4:30 I think maybe 5ish" He states already mixing the bleach.
"Good god! No wonder why you sleep in so late." I claim surprised.
"Yeah, yeah, I've heard it allllll before. Now come over hear and imma make your hair look hotter the Dee's. I glance over at Roman and I see a look of jealousy that's covered with a smile.
-
"Is it supposed to feel it itchy?" I yell going into the shower for the second time.
"Yes!" I hear the two yell
"Just like last time!" Roman adds as I watch the blue run down the white tile
"It looks like I killed a smurf!" I yell and I hear laughing.
After the color fades in the water I hop out and get dressed.
"Holy fuck" roman states with a giddy smile.
"Your hair took the dye so well!" Virgil complements, well I think it's a complement. "Now let me style it!" Virgil says as I sit in the familiar chair, that I've been sitting in for 2 and a half hours.
After fifteen minutes I hear the blow dryer get turned off and the combing stops.
"Well go see your luxurious hair." Virgil's says pointing at a mirror and I'm met with the brightest blue hair I've ever seen.
"Wow..." I say running my hands through my fingers speechless.
"Now how do you feel about contacts?" I hear Roman ask.
"I have some, but I normally don't use em." I explain as Roman pulls some out of his letterman jacket.
"I stole theses from your house last night." He shrugs handing them to me and I take them rolling my eyes.
"You mean my landlord let you in?" I state raising an eyebrow as Roman nods and laughs with a cheesy smile.
I get up close and personal to the mirror in front of me, and put them in with ease, while I can feel Virgil cringing.
I blink a few times as it shifts into place. I look over at the two smiling like idiots.
"Hey Virgil?" I start. "Do you know how to do any piercings?" I ask as he cocks a brow, smiles.
"Yeah, I can do snake bites, ear piercings, tongue and eyebrows." He states,
"I want all, except the tongue one." I state. If I'm being completely honest I've always wanted piercings but I've never had the means or courage to get them.
"You sure? I mean they are a pain to clean." He states making sure this is what I really want.
"Yeah." I state confidently as he leaves, and returns with a box."
"I'm starting with your ears." He starts. "They are the easiest to do." He claims as he pulls out a lighter and a needle.
"Roman go into the kitchen and find me a potato." He states as Roman stands up and leaves and Virgil starts lighting the needle.
"Roman what's taking you so long?!" Virgil yells? After at least five minutes of waiting.
"I'm coming! Calm you horses." He Roman sighs dramatically as he tosses Virgil the potato. And before I know it my ears and my lip is pierced twice.
"Your right! This didn't hurt at all!" I say surprised as Virgil nods concentrating intensely as I feel his hands pinch my left eyebrow.
" be still." He grunts as he gets a bigger needle with a piercing connected to the end."
I feel the needle go in and this time it's painful.
"Fuck." I mutter, as Virgil freezes in fear
"Your lucky." Virgil states as he starts to clean up his gear.
"Why?"
"I normally don't do eyebrow piercings because there's a vein near there where it could permanently paralyze you, unless your lucky." He says
"And your only now telling him?!" Romans gasps and I nod along.
"Trust me, I know my Shit, I'm trying to be a professional."
"But your not." I state as he gives me a playful glare.
"Alright nerd, well I guess i cant call you that anymore, anyways lets go shopping."
"I love shopping!" Roman smiles happily as we all head out the door
-
We come back with bags upon bags of grungy/ punk outfits that I personally like, and will make me look 'cooler'
"Well that's been enough shopping for me, my children and my grandchildren." Virgil says flopping on the couch.
"Are you serious?" Roman gasps. "It was only 2 and a half hours!" He says
"Well how long do you normally shop, Mr. Flamboyant over there?" He asks lifting his head from the cushion, just to let it fall back down.
"I normally go out, and wander around all day, then go home with all my Goods." He states holding his few bags.
"I'm so happy I'm not you" Virgil stare muffled as I get a call by the one and only Patton.
"Hey Patton? What's up?" I ask and I hear a weak voice respond
"Um, are you alone right now?"
"Uhh." I state walking into Virgil room and locking it behind me. "I am now, what's wrong."
"So uh, my cousin slipped up that I liked guys at her wedding, and my parents didn't take it well." He states voice cracking.
"I'm so sorry Patton." I sympathize as my heart breaks for him.
"It's alright." He sniffs. "But they made me come home early, and I know it's all of a sudden but I need a place to stay, and a ride, and I know that you just got your own place and I don't want to intrude but I-"
"You can stay with me Patton. Where are you right now?" I say understandingly.
"I'm out side the airport."
I'll be right there, luckily for you, I just finished shopping so you can see my new style." I say trying to lighten the conversation.
"I can't wait." He says and I can hear the soft smile on his face.
"See I'm a few." I state.
"Thank you so much Logan, really, and I've been thinking a lot, and I've decided that I got something important to tell you once your here."
"I can't wait." I say just as he did to me as he hangs up and I open the door to clothes thrown at me."
"Go to your lover!" Roman squeals as I stare at him and shut the door.
"I get dressed in a long green shirt with a flower print on it, black skinny jeans and boots as quickly as possible, and I freeze at the door.
"Do you think i can drive all the way to the airport?!" I panic.
" Of course you can! Your a natural, just go on the back roads." He states worring a little since we didnt practice much.
I soon arrive to the air port where I see Patton with a back pack and I pull up beside him.
"Hey patton." I smile as I see his jaw drop slightly.
"Holy fuck." He whispers but quickly turns pink.
I open my arms as he clings on to me.
"What was the thing you were going to tell me?"
"I Uhh... I've thought... um." He starts as he pulls away.
"So, I was talking to Virgil and he made me realize that Ireallyreallylikeyou! Butnowyoulooksogreat! Andidontknowwhattodowithmyself!" He says quickly as my heart speeds up.
And I do something the nerd I was would have never done. I grab his face and kiss him, and he quickly melts into the kiss. And we break apart smiling.
"You have no idea how long I've been waiting to do that." I gasp as Patton blushes.
"I liked your nerdy style, but I love this one." He states.
"That's why I did it."
I watch as his eyes grow wide as he runs his fingers through my hair. "Logan! You shouldn't have changed for me! I was going to ask you out anyway."
"But I like the style too, so don't worry about that." I reassure him and he stares skeptically.
"If you say so." He states as I take off his back pack and put it beneath the seat the I get onto my bike.
"You coming?" I ask as he nods happily and climbs on the back seat, his arms snaking around my waist and as I begin to ride I feel his head lean against my back and I can truly say that this is the happiest I've ever been.
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Me: hey, I’m really upset and feeling like I’m a danger to myself can you help me with some nonjudgmental support and encouragement?
Him: It took me a while to figure out what I wanted in life, had to break myself down to nothing and hit bottom, and build myself back up Feeling the urge in a way to end it isn’t the worst thing, atleast when you have the desire to not do it It can be a sobering wake up call I don’t have lots of experience in my field, but I have a dream to be able to grow food for people, for my family. Because I see a hole that needs to be filled in time, we’re only worsening our world I can’t fix people’s minds, people can only help themselves I’ve found So, I forgot to mention there is a few interesting videos I’ve been gathering about marijuana and ptsd and stuff There is some interesting research they mention about how it is helpful for forgetting Teaching people to learn to forget a traumatic moment on their own Instead of using pills to dull, it allows for more introspection to deal with things on your own terms Granted I’m not saying become a pothead, but it does work. Err.. being a pothead doesn’t work, I mean that it does help when used properly I only say this because I know you have your own answers inside of you It just takes unlearning all the garbage people imprint into us that makes us so lacking in confidence I’m not trying to be judgemental sorry if I am I’ve kinda just discovered the hard truths of life on my own, and can only relate the topics of support through what I’ve experienced And it just seems like it is a common thing, we either struggle to survive and develop character, or we don’t and go through life ignorant I see more of the latter than the former I need to refine my words But I just woke up So you’re getting a mix of strange honesty, and the lack of ability to pick bigger words It’s strange having confidence Even when shit could hit the fan at any moment You and Sarah are the people I try to teach confidence to the most to, but there is something I feel I do fundamentally incorrect in explaining in a grander scheme of how your mentality shifts afterwards in viewing the previous life experiences that were negative as I ‘just didn’t fully understand the world and how it is all connected’ And while that sounds cheesy in a way, it’s just kind of the truth I realized that let me exist in this world without having any fear of judgement or opinion I stopped killing my mind Wasting it on the what ifs of a future that I had little direct impact on at this current time It benefits me in this case to have a child to care for to shape this mentality, which at times makes me sad when you say you don’t want kids And for now I have to look at certain parts of your perspective as 'not understanding the world and how it is all connected’ But do not worry that is not negative I have a well of life advice over the years, and I draw upon it constantly by revisiting my memories I didn’t understand it then, but I do now The past sucks, there’s no doubt about that But in the rough, the most important lessons can stay with us until we have the right frame of mind to understand it It feels condescending to say 'right frame’ As it infers you have the wrong frame That is not the case You have the frame that has been created for you, the proverbial box And like a caterpillar, you must shed that box/skin and become what you truly want to in your heart The thing I see in you Chris Always have I see no form, but I know you You are my friend, and friends have to sometimes hurt to help Atleast.. I feel that my words hurt. The thing most painful to me in life was learning my lessons on my own I made me associate so much negativity with people Because I felt so alone, and they were all taught easier than myself They had easy lives, with two parents, and weren’t fat ginger kids. But I painted with a broad brush I didn’t think about the connectedness of it all Why the people were mean to me was not actually their fault in one way They couldn’t help they were uneducated to others with self gratification through being cruel, to raise themselves above. It’s the world we live in that shapes millions of people to feel the same way, and do their best to blend into society until they break.
Me (internally): …………..
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